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"Okay, you should go, if you don't leave, the master of the Qi State Mansion should arrive. ”

The young woman in palace clothes reminded.

"Thank you sister for reminding me. ”

Song Yan nodded, and then looked at the senior girl: "Senior girl, take care, I'll go first, I'll come to see you when I have the chance." ”

Song Yan didn't have the slightest affection for the teacher, but regarded her more as a confidant in music.

"Childe be careful. The teacher girl said softly, but her face under the veil showed a little worry.

"I will. ”

As soon as the words fell, Song Yan's figure flickered, and he disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was already at the gate of the city.

Looking at Song Yan, who suddenly disappeared, the young woman in palace clothes and the goatee man Lao Zhou were stunned.

"Is he teleporting?"

"No, it's supposed to be a legendary supernatural power. ”

The young woman in the palace costume shook her head, and then a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of her lips: "It seems that this little guy is even more outstanding than I imagined." ”

Outside the city, in a low courtyard.

Zhou Yun was under the gaze of her master, seriously depicting the Spirit Refining Array.

After decades of teaching by the master, coupled with her extraordinary talent, her achievements in the way of refining weapons are not inferior to those of the master, however, her cultivation is still low, and the true fire condensed is not pure enough, and it is okay to use it to refine treasure weapons, but it is not good to use it to refine spiritual weapons, so it is necessary to depict a spirit refining array to purify the true fire.

Half an hour later, after the spirit refining array was described, a smile couldn't help but appear on Zhou Yun's face.

The thin old man's voice sounded at the right time: "Seeing your technique of depicting the spirit refining array, I will be relieved to be a teacher, if it weren't for the fact that the true fire you condensed was not enough, your refining water quality would not be weaker than that of a teacher." ”

"It's all taught well by the master. Zhou Yun hurriedly said.

"Okay, don't shoot the teacher's ass, hurry up and refine the weapon!" the thin old man smiled, then turned around and walked out of the refining room.

Looking at the master's rickety back, Zhou Yun secretly swore that no matter what method was used, the master's injuries would be healed.

In another room, Lin Wan'er entered the cultivation again.

She doesn't want to be Brother Song's oil bottle, the only way is to make herself grow up as soon as possible.

The thin old man came to the courtyard, poured himself a cup of tea and drank it himself, but there was a look of thought in his vicissitudes of life: "Yun'er has completely inherited my mantle, as long as her cultivation reaches the Yuan Infant Stage, she can grow into a generation of refining masters, I continue to stay here, it will only become a drag on her, and when she completes this refining, I will leave!"

Suddenly, the old man frowned, looked out of the courtyard wall suddenly, and said coldly: "Someone is sneakily hiding there, come out for me!"

The figure flickered, and a man in white appeared in the courtyard out of thin air.

As soon as he saw the other party, the thin old man's face suddenly changed greatly, and then he smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect that you still found me." ”

"Senior brother has been absent for a long time, I haven't seen you for more than 30 years, but you have become like this, it looks really distressing, if you let the world know that Ouyang Tianding, the famous refining master back then, has actually become an old man who is about to die, I don't know how disappointed I should be!"

Hearing this, the thin old man's face was very calm: "Senior brother, you should get what you want now and become the sect master of the Artifact Sect, why do you want to be obsessed with me, a waste person who is about to die?"

The man in white walked over, picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup, took a sip and spit out the tea, and sneered: "It's bitter and astringent, how can you swallow such an inferior tea brother?"

"Over the years, I've gotten used to this bitter and astringent taste. The thin old man picked up the teacup and took a sip and said calmly.

"Hehe!" The young man in white sneered: "I haven't seen you for decades, you still look like that hard and smelly, but back then you were a refining master, no matter how bad your temper was, some people were used to you, but now, you are just a bad old man, a waste, but no one is used to you anymore, senior brother, listen to the advice of the junior brother, hand over the "Xuanqi Sutra", and then tell me the location of the spiritual fire, how about the junior brother give you a chance to retire?"

"I'm sorry, it's hard to disobey the teacher's fate!" the thin old man shook his head.

"Click!"

The teacup was crushed by the young man in white: "Senior brother, don't you don't know what to do, the junior brother gave you this opportunity because of years of friendship, otherwise, don't blame the junior brother for using means to force you to say it!"

As soon as the words fell, several figures flashed, and there were more than ten more people in the small courtyard.

But the thin old man remained unmoved.

The young man in white stared at his eyes and continued: "Do you really think that I only found you now, in fact, ten years ago, I learned that you were hidden in the royal capital, and I even knew that you had taken in an apprentice, the reason why I didn't show up was to wait for you to pass the "Xuanqi Sutra" to your apprentice, but unfortunately, after waiting for so long, you still didn't pass the Xuanqi Sutra to her, so I can't wait!" Speaking of this, the white-clothed young man showed a little cruel smile on his face: " I know that you care very much about that female apprentice, if you don't hand over the Xuanqi Sutra, I will kill her, now, I will give you ten breaths of time, do you take the Xuanqi Sutra to the coffin, or choose to let your apprentice live!"

Hearing this, the thin old man's face finally became a little more angry: "No matter what Yun'er says, he is also your nephew, and you can do it?"

"For the sake of the Dao Xuanqi Sutra, what is it to sacrifice a nephew?" the young man in white smiled disdainfully.

The thin old man was silent, and his face flashed with a look of tangled hesitation and pain.

"There are still three breaths, senior brother, don't test your junior brother's patience!" the young man in white urged.

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One, go and get that girl out of me!" a hint of annoyance flashed in the eyes of the young man in white.

"It's the Sect Master!"

A young man in black led the way to the house.

Sou!

The figure flickered, and the thin old man intercepted the way of the young man in black, and when he saw this, a ruthless light flashed in the eyes of the young man in black.

The voice of the white-clothed young man sounded again: "I said Senior Brother, even if you are a crippled body, you also want to do something with my people, I can hereby promise you that after handing over the Xuanqi Sutra and telling me where the spiritual fire is, I can bring my niece back to the sect and cultivate it wholeheartedly, don't you think it's a waste for such a genius to follow you?"

"Senior brother, it's not that I don't want to hand over the Xuanqi Sutra to you, but I promised Master!" the thin old man sighed.

Hearing this, the young man in white stood up and sneered: "Don't talk about those high-sounding words, you didn't swear by the heavenly calamity, why can't you give me the Xuanqi Sutra? I see that you don't want to give me the Xuanqi Sutra at all, that old thing's words are just an excuse!"

"Senior brother, I beg you, don't hurt Yun'er, okay?" the thin old man begged.

Seeing this, the young man in white said coldly: "Stubborn, do it! Arrest this old guy and abolish his cultivation, I want to see how long you can be tough!"

[Author's digression]: Second change