In the early morning of the third day of the Battle of the Bagua Sword Array, in a bamboo house, Xingchen's eyes on the bed moved slightly, and after opening his eyes, a strange and familiar room appeared in front of him.

Wasn't he trapped in the formation? How could he go back to his room? Getting up and coming to the table, Xingchen casually picked up a jade tube on it, which was the elegant name of a brush.

Pop, the jade pipe broke in response to the sound! What? It was broken, you must know that as a spiritual object, even the jade pipe used to write in leisure time was extremely hard, far more than ordinary blades.

But it was such a hard jade tube, which was broken by himself "gently" in his hand.

No, the jade pipe is still the jade pipe, the difference is their own strength. Only a sudden increase in strength will cause the jade tube to be pinched off. After thinking about it, Xingchen sank his mind into his body, only to discover the hidden power in his body, as well as the more condensed bloodline phantom in the heart and meson space-the Wind Thunder Holy Tiger.

This is a breakthrough, a breakthrough when I don't know it. The bloodline is innate, and from then on he is no longer a mortal, but an innate spirit.

Before the joy of breaking through the innate realm was fulfilled, it was replaced by a sense of heaviness, which had always been hidden in the depths of my heart. is also because of this heaviness, so that he will not get carried away because of the breakthrough.

Gently jump onto the bed and sit cross-legged. Xingchen began to control the muscles in his body slightly, quickly applying a sudden increase in strength. After applying the strength of the body, he began to control the spiritual power of the bloodline in the meridians, took the initiative to nourish the body, and went down to the dantian, believing that under the cultivation of the spiritual power of the bloodline, his spiritual realm would soon reach the innate level.

Time passed in the cultivation, the sun rose three rods, and the stars came to the grass in front of the bamboo house. After familiarization and training, he has fully applied his innate level strength and perfectly exerted his strength.

What about people? I woke up for so long and didn't see a single person. Where are they? Xingchen closed his eyes, everything within a radius of two miles was clearly reflected in his mind, even the subtle texture of the bamboo leaves was clear, and the voices of insects, fish, birds and beasts were all heard. Stepping into the congenital, he really appreciated the beauty of this world, but it was a pity that he still wanted to find someone.

The mind began to expand, and things gradually blurred, and it seemed that Erli was the most suitable range. When it expanded to three miles, a figure appeared.

"Someone. Xingchen muttered, and his body had disappeared in place, and he reappeared in front of the man, and pointed at the tip of the spear that the other man had stabbed. When he arrived, he heard what he had just said - someone.

Without using bloodline spiritual power, with his physical body alone, his speed surpassed that of his voice. This is much stronger than the average Innate Realm bloodline martial artist, after all, most of them have to pay with all their strength in order to make their speed barely comparable to the speed of sound.

Without further thinking, the matter mattered, Xingchen spoke, "Who are you? What are you doing here?

The person in front of Xingchen, named Du Yu, used the opportunity of that bag of spirit stones a few days ago to strengthen the grade of the natal spirit soldier in his body. As a result, he successfully passed the inner door test and became an inner disciple. At that time, the person who presided over the test was none other than Dijon, and when he saw an acquaintance, he released water to let him pass. According to the rules, Du Yu became Dijon's disciple. However, Di Rong did not have the consciousness of being a master, and Du Yu had to live at the foot of the mountain temporarily.

Today, he was practicing marksmanship in front of the house, until he performed the "Straight Yellow Dragon" move, when a teenager suddenly appeared in front of him. And pointed a finger directly at the tip of the gun, breaking his marksmanship. How could it be? He was shocked until he heard the question, and saw clearly that the person who came was a young man who was in a coma that day, and according to his seniority, it should be his little uncle, and he immediately bowed and said: "If you go back to your uncle, the disciple is a new inner disciple, who is studying under Di Rong." The master and the other generations of disciples all went to the main hall to discuss the matter. ”

"It's really rare that guy actually accepted a disciple!" Xingchen looked at Du Yu with a strange face, and then said to himself: "The master convened the senior brothers and sisters to discuss the matter, since I have recovered, I should also go and see." ”

After making up his mind, the stars flew into the sky and headed for the main hall, quickly disappearing. Just one sentence left. "Thank you, buddy!"

Only Du Yu, who was messy in the wind, was left with a bit of information in the few words just now, which made him confused. The boy just now actually called his master that guy, and even called him buddy. It's messed up, it's all messed up!Wait, that guy doesn't seem to have a flying weapon, and flying with the physical body alone is a sign of innate level spiritual cultivation. With such a fast speed, it seems that this senior uncle must be very strong in his innate spiritual cultivation.

After a while, Xingchen, who came to the door of the main hall, naturally didn't know that the person was struggling with his words just now.

The closed door, after his respectful prostration, slowly opened. After the door opened, there was an argument, it turned out that it was still deliberating, he smiled, slowed down, and quietly walked in.

As soon as the stars entered the main hall, everyone's eyes gathered, either delighted or surprised......

After taking a few steps forward, he bowed his hand again, "Xingchen has met my master and I have met all my senior brothers and sisters. ”

"Take a seat!" Xuan Yun, the master of Sword Casting Peak, said.

Xingchen was not pretentious, and after thanking him again, he sat directly on the last seat.

As soon as he sat down, three teammates came over one after another, caring for him. After responding one by one, Xingchen began to listen to the discussion.

After a while, Xingchen finally understood what they were talking about. The master of Sword Forging Peak summoned them over, and firstly, he announced to all the disciples that they might face the dilemma they might face—the strangulation from the two sects. The second is to study a response plan. Now we are discussing the issue of opening the Pavilion of All Things in the response plan. Now there are three months left before the three-year main quest, which means that there will be sect battles within three months. Opening the Pavilion of Everything can effectively enhance the overall strength, which is conducive to increasing the success rate of the mission.

The whole discussion lasted all day, and when the sun went down, the crimson sunset hung in the sky. A generation of disciples left the main hall one after another, and Xingchen and his three teammates also went to the mountain where they lived.

After returning to the mountain, Dijon and Rhine returned to their quarters. Only Xingchen and Concubine Ji Ming remained, and the two stood silently under the moonlight. Xingchen looked at Concubine Ji Ming suspiciously, he didn't understand, why did the other party just stop him?

After being silent for a while, Concubine Ji Ming first said, "Xingchen, have you seen anything?"

"What do you see? stars, moon, bamboo shadows, or you?" the stars looked around.

"Oh, don't make a fuss, I'm asking ......" said, a wisp of red glow appeared on Concubine Ji Ming's face, "Did you see ...... after you fell into a coma?"

"After I fell unconscious, I don't know, when I woke up, you weren't there?" Xingchen responded, and then looked at Concubine Ji Ming suspiciously, "Why are you asking this?"

Concubine Ji Ming stared at the stars carefully, looking at the changes in his facial expression and body, and after finding that there were no abnormal changes, she said, "It's okay." Why?" it turned out that he didn't remember, maybe the bloodline self-promotion process erased that memory! This kind of thing has a precedent in the history of the bloodline continent.

"I'll go back first. In order not to let Xingchen continue to ask, Concubine Ji Ming left with a word.

Alas, inexplicably, Xingchen touched his head and turned around and walked towards his bamboo house.

After they left, two figures appeared next to the bamboo forest, it was Di Rong and Rhine Di Rong who had left before and sighed in disappointment: "You asked me to open just to see this, the two of them stood there without speaking, and the only sentence was to say goodbye, which is really boring." ”

"Didn't you see Concubine Ming's face suddenly flushed? The two of them must have a secret, and the conversation is probably also a way of transmission. I don't see it!" Rhine took the staff and knocked Dijon on the head.

"Don't knock, it hurts. I see, what does this mean?" Dijon rubbed his head, though there was no pain in his head.

"I won't tell you, stupid wolf. Rhine knocked again, then hurriedly turned around and ran.

Dijon looked at the departing figure, shrugged helplessly, and disappeared. Above the bamboo forest, the lonely moon slowly fiddles with the bamboo shadows on the ground as time passes.