The white-clothed monk accepted Zhou Yue's jade slip, and was directly sent out of the Sword Wound Valley by the mysterious old man with a wave of his hand, and from then on, he was no longer a sword cultivator, but an ancient monk.

"A piece of jade, a favor, a good deal made by Taoist friends. The mysterious old man glanced at Zhou Yue with a little meaning, and said with a smile: "Okay, it's just right to be an ancient monk with his temperament." ”

Zhou Yue smiled and didn't reply, he has a lot of exercises, most of them are obtained from the disciple who asks the heavens, and he can't use it anyway, it's better to send it out to sell his favor, speaking of which, the white-clothed monk at least has perseverance, and he is not lacking in talent to cultivate to the Liding Realm, maybe he will be able to make a comeback in the future and help Zhou Yue.

The old man glanced at the remaining sword cultivators in the small building, clapped his hands lightly, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoists, you can start preaching the Fa." ”

It's also amazing to say, the monks who were originally disturbed by Yan Fei's broken cry all returned to normal after the old man clapped his hands, they didn't have the strong obsession of the white-clothed monk, and Kenshin was less traumatized, and a few of them didn't even look like they were at all indifferent, and they didn't seem to be hurt.

The sword cultivators returned to their seats one after another, and Zhou Yue and Yan Fei also went to the two vacated positions respectively, waiting for the old man's so-called 'teaching'.

The mysterious old man saw everyone sitting still, and came to the center of the small building in a flash, he took a deep breath, and pointed to the sword with a solemn face in front of him, and then stood with his hands in his hands, and the corners of his mouth showed a trace of unfathomable smile.

Zhou Yue was stunned for a moment, he blinked, and looked around in confusion, but suddenly found that the sword cultivators around him looked like they were thinking about it, even Yan Fei was no exception, the sword qi on the body of a group of people was wanton, and the small building was instantly filled with all kinds of sharp aura, Zhou Yue suddenly felt like he was on pins and needles, and he felt that a flying sword would fly out from somewhere and slash at him at any time.

"Ahem...... Zhou Yue couldn't help coughing lightly twice, turned his gaze back to the old man in the center of the small building, and said with true qi: "Senior, this is the end?"

Seeing the old man smile and nodded, Zhou Yue suddenly felt that he had been pitted, the old man's finger he didn't understand at all, the so-called 'teaching' really talked about the method of sword cultivation, and he, an ancient monk, couldn't even understand half of the sentence!

Thinking of this, Zhou Yue suddenly got up, saluted the old man, and then walked towards the door of the small building, but at this moment, the old man suddenly appeared in front of him, and pointed at Zhou Yue's eyebrows!

"Buzz ......"

Zhou Yue suddenly felt a shock to his spirit, only to feel that something was directly cracked under the old man's finger, and his true qi suddenly flowed naturally, and the old man's finger did not show the way of sword cultivation that he didn't understand at all, but something more tangible - Dao Ding.

In Zhou Yue's mental world, a Dao Ding naturally emerged, which was not as carefully carved as the prototype constructed by Zhou Yue, but was very rough, as if it was randomly carved from rock.

But it is such a Dao Ding, but it gives Zhou Yue an indescribable feeling, I can't tell whether it is good or bad, a bit like awe, and it seems to be cordial, and Zhou Yue's true qi flows on its own under the traction of this feeling, quickly washing away the prototype of the Dao Ding in the dantian.

"...... Uproar"

The liquefied inky blue true qi poured into the rudimentary form of the tripod, and Zhou Yue's heart suddenly became a little more enlightened, what the old man told him was not the 'law' of sword cultivation, but the 'law' of the monks of the Ding Realm!

He was suddenly overjoyed, referring to the simple and natural Dao Ding, and constantly improving the prototype of the Dao Ding in his dantian, at the same time, Zhou Yue's long-stagnant cultivation also began to improve, and he rushed through the ninth layer of the foundation building realm and reached the peak of the foundation building realm.

At this moment, a powerful suction force emerged from Zhou Yue's eyebrows, but it was his breakthrough that broke the balance of true qi between him and the bell, and then they would balance each other, pulling the bell's cultivation to the peak of the foundation building realm in one fell swoop.

"Humph!"

But almost at the moment when the bell began to absorb the true qi of balance, a cold snort instantly woke Zhou Yue up, and he hurriedly waved his hand at the old man in front of him, and exclaimed: "Seniors keep people under the sword!"

"Whew!"

I don't know when, the old man's two fingers have been pointed at Zhou Yue's eyebrows, as long as he is lucky, he can directly kill the bell, he heard Zhou Yue exclaim and frowned, but he didn't say anything, and took the finger sword back, as if the previous thrilling scene had not happened at all.

Zhou Yue saw that the old man did not continue to move, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and he knew a little more about these moody great monks in his heart, he refocused his attention on his dantian, and at a glance, he found that his Dao Ding prototype had been completed for the most part!

"Huh?"

Zhou Yue was stunned for a moment, he had never controlled the true qi at all before, but this Dao Ding was actually forming automatically, and even now he turned his attention back to the dantian and did not stop, the true qi was rapidly building the structure of the Dao Ding, Zhou Yue's heart sank, and he immediately used his divine sense to explore the strange Dao Ding on the Dao platform——

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, the doubts in Zhou Yue's heart have increased instead of decreasing, under the glance of his divine sense, the structure of this Dao Ding is fully revealed, and it looks very stable, even more perfect than Zhou Yue's original expectation, and some of it seems to refer to the Dao Ding that the old man pointed him out!

Zhou Yue suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart, he looked at the self-constructed Dao Ding in confusion, and for a while he forgot what he should do.

The process of breaking through the Liding realm is to do everything possible to build a perfect Dao Ding, because the Dao Ding is related to whether the monk can break through the Golden Pill, but Zhou Yue found that even if he wanted to contribute, he could not build a more perfect structure, so at this time, Zhou Yue was a little at a loss, for fear that he would fall behind if he controlled the True Qi to help.

Because he had nothing to do, Zhou Yue began to think wildly, it was hard to imagine that a monk would be distracted at such an important moment when he was building a Dao Ding, but Zhou Yue did it at this time.

Half a cup of tea time passed, Zhou Yue had never felt that time passed so slowly, when he regathered his consciousness and probed towards the dantian, he suddenly felt a shock, feeling that a heavy object fell from the sky and landed on the platform!

"Boom!"

The formed Dao Ding smashed heavily on Zhou Yue's Dao platform, and was falling into the three depressions, and the Dao Ding's feet were suddenly distorted, and Zhou Yue's Dao Tai was perfectly integrated, and they were no longer separated from each other!

"Drip ......"

A crisp sound of water droplets sounded, Zhou Yue's dark blue true qi slowly condensed at the top of the dantian, turning into a rain cloud, the liquefied true qi just fell into the Dao Ding like rain, and in the blink of an eye, it was filled with most of the Dao Ding, and after a while, the entire Dao Ding was completely filled with crystal clear liquefied true qi, and the remaining true qi surrounded the Dao Ding three times, turning into a meandering river, flowing out from Zhou Yue's Dao Tai, passing through the meridians of the whole body, and finally turning back to the Dao Tai, endless!

Liding Ding, Tao Ding, Lidingcheng!

At the moment when this Dao Ding was formed, Zhou Yue had already crossed the boundary between building a foundation and establishing a tripod, and became a first-level monk in the Liding realm, and it was only at this time that he got out of the embarrassing weak period and had the qualifications to travel the world!

"Ho...... Ho ......"

Zhou Yue suddenly felt a strange itch in his throat, and a long howl was about to make a sound, but he suddenly remembered those contemplative sword cultivators in the small building, if someone's train of thought was interrupted by his long howl, it would be a feud, so Zhou Yue took a deep breath and forcibly swallowed the long howl.

In fact, if he didn't swallow the long howl, soon the sound of a dragon's groan would resound in the small building.

Ying Long's bloodline was stimulated by the formation of Dao Ding, and it was suddenly stimulated, and a faint layer of mist appeared around Zhou Yue, and if you looked closely, the tea on the nearby table evaporated in an instant, and was added to the mist around Zhou Yue by a mysterious force.

The old man raised his eyebrows and said in surprise, "Huh, the descendant of the Great Demon?"

Zhou Yue didn't hear the old man's voice, if he was idle and panicked when he broke through the Liding Realm before, then now he was so busy, the true qi in Zhou Yue's body rioted at this moment, and frantically drilled into his eyes, he tried twice, and found that he couldn't stop the movement of the true qi, and seeing that there was no harm for the time being, he tried to guide the true qi directly to his eyes.

The dark blue true qi was like two torrents, quickly washing Zhou Yue's eyes, and the mirage eye was uncontrollably launched independently, and countless fantasies instantly appeared in front of Zhou Yue's eyes, including the mountain town where he had lived for more than ten years, the wind body that stood up to the sky, and the endless East China Sea, and more of the people Zhou Yue had seen.

In just a few breaths, Zhou Yue felt as if countless years had passed, and a familiar figure finally appeared in front of his eyes, it was Zhou Yue himself!

He looked at his apparition and muttered, "I...... I've grown taller. ”

The Orion boy from a small town is no longer what he was back then, Zhou Yue has grown from a young man to an outstanding young man, and his slightly immature short hair has also grown into a shoulder-length hair like a waterfall, he looked at his phantom and felt calm in his heart, then smiled slightly and waved his hand!

"Click!"

Countless phantoms suddenly dissipated without a trace, Zhou Yue's eyes suddenly burst out with a dazzling colored light, and the old man in front of him instantly changed color, and his body retreated!

The colored glow in Zhou Yue's eyes slowly dissipated, he looked up and looked around, but suddenly found a mysterious old man not far away, who seemed to be facing a great enemy, and immediately scratched his head, and asked tentatively: "Senior, what are you ......?"

The old man glanced at Zhou Yue suspiciously, he still maintained a stiff movement, and at some point there was an extra flying sword like gold and wood in his hand, and asked embarrassedly, "...... on you?" How can there be her breath?"

"She?" Zhou Yue was puzzled, he pointed to his eyebrows, and asked, "Seniors mean bells?"

"No, not that little girl. The old man gritted his teeth for a while, and after a while, he regained his composure, and said, "It's a certain demonic way!"