At the top of the nameless hill, the preaching continues.

......

Fang Junmei's road to preaching is destined not to be smooth sailing.

Fortunately, he was very measured, looking for those small forces, or places where scattered cultivators gathered, and left after passing the word, and did not stay long.

And the preaching is only limited to the ancestral knack (nonsense, the one above the ancestral knot, he hasn't finished it yet!)

Some of the big and medium-sized forces, after hearing that there was such a strange monk, sent people over to investigate, and didn't pay much attention to it, but some local lords like Tang Zhong would come to provoke.

There is no need to go into detail about the conflicts that have taken place.

......

Time passes, year after year.

Fang Junmei's seed of the light of sword belief had already melted into the Bloody Pill Heart Sword and disappeared without a trace, but through the changes in the Bloody Pill Heart Sword, Fang Junmei could still clearly feel that the power of his faith was growing rapidly.

On this day, Fang Junmei sat alone in the cave and once again entered the sword world of the Bloody Pill Heart Sword.

The young man who was four or five hundred feet tall, with a sword in both hands, a green robe, and an unusually majestic man, still stood there with his sword in his hand, silent.

But the four dots of white light around him have begun to change.

The four large pieces of white light were even larger, and they were not large points of light in a circle, but horizontal hooks, which were clearly to be printed into four texts.

Fang Junmei's eyes lit up, and he finally understood what these four large pieces of white light were.

"Originally, this Bloody Pill Heart Sword still hides four exercises and supernatural powers......"

Burst with joy!

Judging from the structure of the font, it is clearly similar to the words of this world, which Fang Junmei and the Huangquan Realm Lord also personally confirmed back then.

The only problem is that these four large pieces of white light need to be resurrected to a certain extent before they can be opened. That is, more power of faith is needed.

According to the current progress, Fang Junmei spread the sword seal throughout the four holy domains, and it should be seen that the clue is coming.

Withdrawing from the Bloody Pill Heart Sword, Fang Jun clenched his eyebrows and smiled.

The eyes are full of longing for the future.

......

The preaching road continues.

Along the way, Fang Junmei was not in a hurry.

If you want to pass it on, if you don't want to pass it on, you can practice for a while, feel it for a while, and look for it for a while.

The Four Sacred Domains have all kinds of secret realms, auction conferences of different levels, and various ranking battles, which cannot be described one by one.

In short, this journey will never be dull and lonely.

......

And at this moment, on the distant sea, in the territory of the hundred tribes, a big storm is slowly sweeping.

......

Tianyin clan, Tianyin forest.

Yang Xiaoslow came, and never left.

Her path to Dao Heart Transformation was much more difficult than she had imagined.

After she came here back then, she found that this Tianyin Clan, and their old enemy, the Naked Clan, although there were not too many masters of the Ancestral Skill Period, there were always some, and there were even more Mortal Cultivators.

In such a situation, it is almost impossible for her, a monk in the middle stage of mortal transformation, to play the role of a savior.

With the way of time, she may be able to achieve some victories by joining forces with the people of the Tianyin clan, but if they are hiding in their lair and have a strong formation prohibition defense, how does your way of time work?

In such a situation, she has only two options.

Either leave this Celestial Sound Clan and go to other races to find opportunities, or - continue to stay here, grow up with the Celestial Sound Clan, and get through the difficulties together!

Yang Xiaoslow's choice, needless to say!

......

The bamboo forest is hidden, the meandering water flows, there is no silk bamboo into the ears, and it is quiet to abnormal.

The monks of the Tianyin clan do not sing and dance every day, and under the protection of the great enemy of the naked clan, this race must also concentrate on cultivation and sharpen themselves.

In the depths of this bamboo sea, there are several thatched huts, which are exquisitely built, and the roof is covered with vines and roses, hanging down, making the greenery even more proud.

The green light flowed through the forest houses.

It was a full-bodied, woody energy.

This place, called the Green Bamboo Sea, is one of the most famous Lingshan treasures in the Tianyin clan.

......

Squeak!

The door of a room opened abruptly, and someone walked in through it.

Dressed in yellow, with a slender figure and a beautiful appearance, it is Yang Xiaoslow, who has not been seen for a long time. Her temperament seems to have changed a little again.

The delicate and agile girlish temperament of the year is getting more and more receded, and the sassy and heroic posture is getting thicker and stronger, and the eyes are clear, bright, firm and powerful!

War is indeed the most grinding of all.

"Finally cultivated to the late stage of mortal transformation!"

After going out, Yang Xiao stretched a long lazy waist and said with a smile, highlighting a beautiful figure with undulating mountains and a very cheerful expression.

It turned out that she had just hit the late stage of Fan Transformation and left Fang Junmei, without the help of Zhou Tian's sword pattern, this speed was not slow.

The words fell, and there was a look of longing in his eyes.

Maybe it was because he thought of Fang Junmei, Long Jinyi and others, and for a moment, he was a little sad, but he quickly became firm.

There is a way in each side of the world,

Don't forget the oath to go together,

To be famous,

Hand in hand with the book!

As long as you are alive, as long as you are still on the road, one day, you can meet again, and the taste of reunion will definitely be sweeter and more moving.

......

After thinking for a while, Yang Xiao slowly returned to his room, left a jade slip, and left with his sword.

All the way to the west.

Finally, the sound of silk and bamboo came into the ears, or in the valley below, or from the sky and white clouds, and after entering the ears, it went straight to the heart.

The Tianyin clan is a natural music master, and what they are best at is also the rhythm attack, and when they don't practice the exercises, these guys ponder their own way of music.

Yang Xiaoslow was used to it and continued to fly forward.

Seven or eight days later, a great valley in the forest appeared in the distance, and in the valley there was something like a city standing on the earth.

Most of the houses are red and bamboo, and the style is completely different from that of the human race, almost all of them are bamboo and wood structures, and the shape is very unique.

This city, called Zhuhai City, is one of the three major cities of the Tianyin clan.

......

Getting closer, the sound of silk and bamboo became more numerous, mixed with the natural singing of young men and women, as if there was a musical event.

Yang Xiaowan smiled when she heard it, when she came here at the beginning, she was annoyed to listen to it, but after a long time, she didn't listen for a day, and her ears felt itchy.

Especially those cheerful voices, which made the aura of her joyful Dao heart, involuntarily float with it.

At that moment, Yang Xiaoslow knew that he had come to the right place.

Even if she didn't make a big act of salvation, this song of joy of the Tianyin clan might be able to help her break through, but unfortunately she never found that opportunity.

She had asked some masters of the Tianyin clan to sing the song of joy, but she still lacked a little generality, but the breath of Ling floated and did not achieve a breakthrough.

......

"Little Sister Slow is here!"

"Daoyou has finally broken through to the late stage of mortal transformation, congratulations!"

As soon as Yang Xiaoslow came over, she was noticed by everyone, and many monks greeted her, full of enthusiasm and smiles.

If there is a foreign race in a race, it must be extremely concerned.

After a period of suspicion and suspicion, as well as a common battle, the Tianyin clan finally accepted Yang Xiaoslow. The two sides have established a very deep friendship, and after a long time, they regard her as their own clansman.

Yang Xiao nodded slightly towards everyone.

She is no longer a person who has nothing to do, and this trip to Zhuhai City is mainly to inquire about the situation with the naked people.

Without listening much, he went towards his destination.

The Tianyin people on the streets, either in groups of three or five, or in groups singing and dancing, the atmosphere was extremely cheerful, and the mortal monks were mixed together.

Most of those monks are not high.

In fact, the entire Tianyin Clan, there are very few people who can cultivate to the ancestral skill stage, this is not because their qualifications are not high, but because a kind of world law is restricting them.

God obviously doesn't want it either, the hundred clans are too powerful.

While walking, there was a sudden sound of the piano, which came from the clouds, and the sound of the piano was obviously very low, but as time passed, it seemed to envelop the whole city, and suppressed other sounds.

The sound of the piano is melodious and mournful, full of affection, as if young men and women are complaining to each other, and after entering the ears, they move people's hearts.

It is clearly played with mana by a master.

The Tianyin people in the city, hearing this voice, stopped what they were doing together, listened carefully, and most of them looked extremely intoxicated, and many young women showed their obsession and love.

Only some of the unaffected monks smiled meaningfully and looked in the direction of Yang Xiaoslow.

Yang Xiaoslow had a pretty face and went black.

"This nasty guy, didn't he go to Longyin Valley to cultivate that sectarian sect? Why did he come back so soon!"

I don't have a good airway in my heart.

......

The pace slowed down, but still walked forward, the overall situation is important.

Soon, he arrived in front of the city lord's mansion, which was also the place where the sound of the piano came from, because the person who played the piano was the city lord Sanziyin without regrets.

This person is also a genius in the way of music, but since he saw Yang Xiaoslow, he fell in love at first sight, and he was entangled, playing and singing was an endless display, and Yang Xiaoshu was crazy and fast.

Even if he told this person that he already had a Taoist couple, Yin Wuregret did not give up, and this song just now was clearly complaining to Yang Xiaoslow again.

Yang Xiaoslow arrived in front of the mansion, the monk guarding the door, and let her in directly.

She has never hidden it from the Tianyin Clan, hoping that in the battle between them and the Naked Clan, she will understand the transformation of the Dao Heart, and it is this honesty that has won more trust from the Tianyin Clan, and she is willing to let her participate in the action.

"Slow, are you here for me?"

As soon as he entered the door, a faceless and skinless man's voice came from the same level of affection that gave goosebumps to him.