Opening the door, a young man in a fancy dress stood at the door, looking at Ming Xuan with a smile on his face, all of them looked so familiar, making Ming Xuan a little stunned for a while, thinking about where he had seen him.

"Are you?" asked Ming Xuan, still confused.

"Why, you don't know me, I'm Ou Zhiyang, Ou Zhiyang of Oujia Iron Village, do you remember?" Ou Zhiyang showed his signature smile again.

"Oh, I remember!Brother Ou! You are Brother Ou!I haven't seen you for a long time!" After Ou Zhiyang said this, Ming Xuan immediately remembered that they got along very happily when they were in Boiling City.

"Hahaha, I won't recognize you at all for a few years! If it weren't for the fact that I saw the black sword in your hand in the ring today, I suddenly became a little interested, and then I looked at your appearance and was a little familiar, otherwise I wouldn't dare to recognize you!" "Six years ago, Ming Xuan was just a fledgling teenager, but now he is a man who stands up to the sky, and the changes are naturally huge.

There are too many people watching the battle today, I didn't see Brother Ou, otherwise I would definitely come forward to say hello. Mingxuan said apologetically, after all these years, Ou Zhiyang has not changed much, but Mingxuan's impression is a little blurry, and it really shouldn't be.

"If it's not in the way, you don't have to be so polite to me, I haven't seen you for six years, I can't imagine that you have become a disciple of Qingyangmen when you see you again, and you have achieved such an achievement, it's really gratifying!" Ou Zhiyang laughed, still as personable as before.

"This world is so small, I didn't expect to meet Brother Ou here. Ming Xuan said with a smile.

"I forgot to tell you, I am a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, and I am under the tutelage of Elder Xuanye, if I hadn't recently returned to the mountain to deal with some things, this would have given us the opportunity to meet again, which can be described as fate!" Ou Zhiyang said with a smile.

"I'm afraid Brother Ou won't be here to participate in the disciple exchange conference!" Ou Zhiyang looked like he was only about twenty-five years old, and Ming Xuan's heart moved.

"Hahaha, I know that I can't hide it from you, it's true. Ou Zhiyang said generously.

"Big Brother Ou's cultivation is unfathomable, and Little Brother admires it!" Ming Xuan said respectfully.

"Don't talk about me, aren't you even more powerful! He actually defeated Wu Shi, he is the only disciple among all the disciples of the Taoist sect in this disciple exchange conference to reach the top five, and the future is limitless! You are stronger than him, I should say that the person I admire!" Ou Zhiyang quipped.

"I just won Brother Zhong by luck, so Brother Ou smiled, I'm sorry, I forgot to invite you to come in and sit down, please come in!

"Actually, I still have something to do, I just saw you in the ring, so I just stopped by to see you, and I don't have anything else to do, so I won't bother you, or I'll come back to you when I have time!" Ou Zhiyang saw that there were other people in the room, and immediately said with interest.

"Since Brother Ou has something, then I won't force me to stay, I'll visit Brother Ou when I have time!"

"Okay, that's it, you can go directly to the inner hall to find me then. Ou Zhiyang smiled and turned to leave.

"I didn't expect to meet Brother Ou here, it's really fate!" Looking at Ou Zhiyang's distant back, Ming Xuan said with emotion.

"Who is he?" asked Yi Jing.

"His name is Ou Zhiyang, and he is a disciple of the Xuan Group of the Carefree Sect at this disciple exchange conference, and he is also the strongest disciple of their Xuan Group, his strength is very amazing, and he entered the top ten in one fell swoop. Lu Jiangling replied that she had participated in the disciple exchange conference, so she knew more.

"Brother Xuan, how did you know him?" Yi Jing asked curiously.

"Oh, he lives in Boiling City, he is the second son of the Ou family Iron Village, I met him there, and I can get this black sword thanks to his help. Ming Xuan said gratefully.

"Oh, I see!" Yi Jing nodded, a little pretended.

"Okay, don't pretend to be deep here, hurry up and give me a rest!" Ming Xuan said angrily.

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The battle with Zhong Wushi made Ming Xuan famous in the Xiaoyao faction, and almost overnight everyone knew him and became the focus of everyone's discussion, because he defeated the signature figure of his own sect, which naturally aroused everyone's dissatisfaction and competitiveness, especially Guo Huiliang, who even threatened to fight with Ming Xuan, but they were all stopped by Duan Hefeng, after all, Ming Xuan came to the Xiaoyao faction as a guest, and it was reasonable to occasionally discuss it, but it was a bit rude to challenge like this again and again, not to mention that Ming Xuan defeated Zhong Wushi so strongly, the strength is obvious to all, in case the challenge is lost again, it will damage the face of the Xiaoyao faction, everyone is not without this self-knowledge, being stopped by Duan Hefeng like this, but no one came to embarrass Mingxuan.

However, after this battle, Zhong Wushi disappeared for a while, and he may not be able to accept the result of defeat, but Ming Xuan, in order to show his friendliness, took the initiative to find him, eliminating the estrangement, so that Zhong Wushi no longer felt embarrassed, but the previous flamboyant spirit was still a lot more restrained.

As soon as the heart disease was gone, Yijing's illness was half cured, and under the nourishment of the elixir of the Xiaoyao Sect, she recovered very quickly, and in less than ten days, she could walk on the ground, and if she continued like this, a month would be enough to heal.

"Brother Ou, I'm sorry, I didn't come to visit you until now. After taking some time, Mingxuan went to visit Ou Zhiyang.

"It's okay, you don't have to be so polite to me, but you came in time, and you may not see me in a few days. Ou Zhiyang smiled and said.

"Is Big Brother Ou leaving?" asked Ming Xuan.

"Yes, I've been in the mountains for a while, and it's time to go out again. Ou Zhiyang said with a smile.

"Is Brother Ou going to travel outside?" Ming Xuan then asked.

"Yes, in fact, I have been traveling abroad for the past few years, and my heart is wild, if it weren't for this disciple exchange conference, I'm afraid I wouldn't have come back. Ou Zhiyang shrugged and said.

"The younger brother has also been traveling abroad for two years, and if he can, I really hope to be able to walk the rivers and lakes hand in hand with Brother Ou in the future. Mingxuan said expectantly.

"No problem! I've been traveling to the south of Zhongzhou before, and this time I plan to travel north for a while, if you want to travel out, come to the north to find me!" Ou Zhiyang said proudly.

"Thank you Brother Ou for your kindness, but it may not be possible now, I still want to break through independently, accumulate more experience, and then join hands with Brother Ou!" Ming Xuan didn't have this plan for the time being, and said apologetically.

"Well, that's okay, if we have a chance, let's join hands in the rivers and lakes again!" Ou Zhiyang didn't mind, and still said proudly.

"No problem, I'm looking forward to this day!" Ming Xuan said proudly with the sword in his hand.

"Hehe, you've been using this black sword all along?" Ou Zhiyang looked at the sword in Ming Xuan's hand and said with a smile.

"Brother Ou's recommendation is naturally not wrong, I have been using it. Ming Xuan looked at the black sword and said.

"Uncle Liu's sword-forging attainments are extremely profound, and the sword in his hands is absolutely first-class, which is reliable!" Ou Zhiyang said with admiration.

"It's really good! I've been using this sword for six years, during which I've fought countless battles with people, and I've bumped with other weapons countless times, but it rarely rolls its blades, and even if it does, it's still extremely sharp after a little polishing, which makes me love it!" Ming Xuan slowly wiped the sword body and said with emotion.

"This is natural, but I'm afraid you won't need this sword for long. Ou Zhiyang said with a smile.

"But why?" asked Ming Xuan suspiciously.

"You are now a high-level martial artist, and it is only a matter of time before you break through to the capable, and after you break through, this sword should not be used anymore. Ou Zhiyang explained.

"This doesn't seem to have anything to do with this black sword, right?" Ming Xuan was still puzzled.

"You don't know this, after breaking through to the capable, there will be internal force in your body, it will become the foundation of your future cultivation, the technique will also be based on the use of internal force, the art of fists and feet is all like this, and the weapon is not able to be outside, when the time comes, you will have to contain the internal force into the weapon, extend its power, and exert unexpected effects, but at that time the requirements for weapons are very strict, because it is necessary to instill internal force into it, so the purer the weapon is required, the better, so that it can better conduct internal force, and will not affect the use of internal force, and although this black sword is exquisite and exquisite, there are still a lot of impurities in the sword body, which is not conducive to the transmission of internal force, when the time comes, it will affect the use of your internal force technique, and you will not be able to give full play to your own strength 100%!" Ou Zhiyang continued to explain.

"Oh, I see!" Ming Xuan suddenly realized! No wonder he used his internal force to the Drifting Snow Sword Technique, he always felt that he couldn't handle it easily, and when he used the Sword Yang, he also felt that he didn't fully exert its power.

"But you don't have to worry too much about this now, after all, you are still some time away from breaking through to the power, and you can slowly find a better weapon. Ou Zhiyang didn't know Mingxuan's situation, but just comforted him kindly.

"Alas, how difficult it is to find a handy weapon!" Ming Xuan has been using the black sword for many years, and he has always been very handy, and he can't imagine that it has the defect of using internal force.

"That's true, this depends on fate, but ......" Ou Zhiyang wanted to speak and stopped.

"Brother Ou, but what?" asked Ming Xuan suspiciously.

"Oh, it's nothing, I mean it depends on fate, if it's really fate, maybe in four years, you can come to Boiling City. Ou Zhiyang said with some hesitation.

"Why?" Ming Xuan was confused.

"It's nothing, it's just fate. Ou Zhiyang said a little unfathomable.

"Okay, I'll definitely go!" Although I don't know what Ou Zhiyang means, it won't be a bad thing to think about.

"Well, then it's decided!" Ou Zhiyang said with a smile.