After discussing the matter of Yingsha, Fan Kang turned to the Great Fire Cave to reforge and upgrade the Seven-Star Fa Dan again, and he had already reached the top grade magic weapon.

Last night, he forcibly used his mana again, and successfully cultivated the [Xuan Body] divine power, and he restored the wound on the back of his thin neck in the Lang Yu Palace, and the dark golden light condensed was the unique Xuan Light of the Xuan Body. Fan Kang still underestimated the repair ability brought by Xuanguang.

At this point, Fan Kang had nothing to do, but to accumulate mana with all his strength and break through to the cultivation of qi and transformation as soon as possible. This is a delicate job, and no pill can replace it, it can only be accumulated bit by bit. Fan Kang made up his mind to go back and close the pass.

"Help me convey Master Zhu and say that I want to close up and don't let anyone disturb me!" Fan Kang instructed the disciples guarding the Great Fire Cave.

Death retreat is when a monk stays in a closed place that is not easily disturbed by others before he is about to break through or intends to break through. If you don't break through the current realm, you will never go out to practice qi.

As for the matter between Bai Gujing, Ying Sha, Shen Xue, and Elder Gray Ju, he has no intention of interfering, from the beginning to the present, no matter what matter he joins, he has not been able to get any benefits, since this is the case, it is better to hide and be clean.

Back in Yuanzhuang, Fan Kang took out the spirit stone and placed a simplified version of the [Qin Xingmu Spirit Array] and the [Star Rail Repulsion Phalanx] around the house, one is to protect the Dharma for himself, and the other is to replenish the aura.

Everything was ready, Fan Kang threw away all his thoughts, twisted the trick in his hand, and spit out the proverb "hum", only to see the surrounding aura quickly surging towards him, and he also came without refusing, taking all the orders and absorbing them into the flesh. At that time, Fan Kang's spirit relaxed, and he entered a chaotic state that seemed like a dream, and when he was only waiting for a breakthrough, he would automatically wake up.

【Black Plum Hall, in the courtyard of the Ministry of Resources】

Xinque Baimei looked coldly ahead, her delicate face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, revealing from her eyes, keeping everyone away.

She held a long white whip, as clean as snow, and strands of steaming breath emanated, as if it would evaporate in the next moment.

"Huh"

The long white whip made a long arc, sending out a mournful roar in the air, as if whispering some kind of decision.

"Smack"

The powerful force of the whip was transmitted to the whip head, and most of the force in it had dissipated, and it was whipped on a fair skin.

"Your hands must be steady, you can't hold the sword, how can you master the [Fire Cloud Sword Technique]?"

Shen Xue covered the back of her red right hand, biting her lower lip lightly, and a stubborn will was hidden in her eyes.

"Yes, senior sister, Xue'er remembered!"

Bai Mei shook her head, her face was still cold, and she said, "I really don't understand why you choose this set of exercises, although the Huoyun Sword Technique requires a cultivator's qualifications to be low, and it is also a set of exercises that are quick and easy to use, but its potential is really not optimistic, and it will not be beneficial to the path of cultivating immortals in the future, and it is likely that it will be difficult to enter the Jindan Avenue for the rest of your life, and at that time, you will regret your current choice!"

Shen Xue was silent for a moment, and after all, she didn't say a word, holding a wooden sword, and continued to practice the Huoyun Sword Technique.

Bai Mei's wrist rose slightly, and the white whip five or six meters long was like a spring, which instantly rolled upside down, and the whip head seemed to have eyes, and it fell quickly and lightly in the palm of her hand.

Bai Mei said, "You have to remember that there are nine styles of the Fire Cloud Sword Technique, and every three styles is a layer. ... Diligent practice and comprehension of the moves is the core of this swordsmanship, and practicing qi is just a means for you to empty your mind and ponder the swordsmanship. ... So, work hard! Ten years of sharpening a sword, he tried his edge. This is the path you choose for yourself, and you must be held accountable for the consequences. ”

Shen Xue stopped her swordsmanship and said, "Follow the teachings of Senior Sister!"

Bai Mei nodded, her cold face was like a thousand years of ice, and she couldn't stir up a scratch. She stared at Shen Xue for a moment, then turned around and left.

【Outside the Bagua Palace】

Zhu Yan's brows were slightly furrowed, her delicate face was faintly sad, and the dark red hairpin on her hair made a "Ding Lingling" sound accompanied by her footsteps, which looked particularly strange in this empty place.

She had just returned from the Gray Chrysanthemum Palace, and Ying Sha's situation was even more serious than she imagined, and her soul damage caused her to fall into a deep coma, and she had no choice but to sacrifice the blood jade hairpin to repair Ying Sha's soul.

The blood jade hairpin is the token of the head of the Vermilion Bird Sect, and it is a low-grade fine weapon that the heads of the past dynasties condensed their last trace of blood into it and gradually condensed, but it is also a magic weapon that acts on the souls of others, so its value is no less than that of the medium-grade fine weapon.

"If this situation continues, it will have to be treated every day for a month before Yingsha can fully recover. ”

Suddenly, she felt a gust of wind blowing around her, which made her instantly wake up from her sorrow, and she looked forward, only to find the guard disciples of the Great Fire Cave waiting in front of her.

"Qingqiu, is there something wrong?"

The female disciple trotted over and said, "Master, Elder Fan Kang said that he wants to close the pass, so that no one should go to disturb him, and I specially ordered me to come and inform you!"

"Shut up, did he say anything?"

"No more!"

Zhu Yan pondered for a moment, waved his hand and said, "Well, I know, you go down!"

"Yes"

Fan Kang's retreat is also a good thing for Zhu Yan, since he came, there have been constant troubles in the sect, just take this opportunity to appease the disciples, especially Elder Gray Ju, these two people have great contradictions, it would be better if they didn't see each other.

Thinking in her heart, Zhu Yan had already entered the Bagua Hall in the clouds, looking at the green grass, lakes, streams, birds, and volcanoes in front of her, she couldn't help but feel comfortable in her heart.

I really want to live here all the time, without the trivial entanglement of the sect, throw away all the troubles, and be a person who is idle and wild!

If I could unload my burden and live here until I die, I would like to !!

Zhu Yan walked to the thatched house with a light step and a quiet smile on his face, pushed open the wooden door with both hands, "squeak", and the moment the door opened, Zhu Yan stood on the spot instantly.

The furnishings in the house are still simple, a tea table, a few pots of fairy grass and fairy flowers, and a stone platform for meditation.

And on the stone platform sat a graceful figure, she was wearing a long gray and white dress, her slender figure looked very weak, and her white hair like a waterfall hung down under the stone platform close to the ground.

"Hmph, Master Zhu, we meet again!"

The woman in the gray and white dress chuckled, and suddenly, the temperature in the room plummeted, as if she had fallen into a 10,000-year-old ice cave from the warm spring, and time seemed to be stagnant.

The birds outside the thatched hut also seemed to sense a hint of danger and chirped away. The surrounding flowers and plants were also unbearable to the cold, and they bent down one after another, and the flowers instantly gathered and buried deep underneath.

Zhu Yan's heart was cold, the originally quiet smile on his face seemed to be frozen, and his stiff face revealed a little weirdness!

In a few moments, Zhu Yan was full of flames, the raging fire burst out from his body, swallowing out five meters of light flames, and the thatched hut made of wood and grass burned in an instant under the scorching flames, and the two of them completely ignored the ash wood that was burned and fell above their heads, and it turned into a pile of ashes in a moment, and strands of smoke rose into the sky. It was as if the first flame was quietly rising in this primitive ecology.

Zhu Yan was already full of anger, and shouted angrily, "Corpse Demon, you hurt my disciples first, and now you are trespassing on the important land of this sect, are you really no one in my Vermilion Bird Sect?"

Thick smoke enveloped the two of them, and the figures of the other flickered in them. At this time, the white bone spirit broke away from the stone platform, floated in the air, reversed the direction in the air, and faced Zhu Yan below.

"Hmph! Master Zhu laughed! Mrs. Ben is not underestimating you, but you Suzaku Sect except you, other people... , hum!" The white bone spirit gently raised his right hand, lightly covering his lips and teeth, and made a disdainful but cheerful sound. This kind of extreme voice on both sides is terrifying and hairy!

Zhu Yan seemed to detonate the bomb that ignited the line, and the flames that burst out of his body increased his power again, and the flames that soared into the sky seemed to completely burn the space here. Her feet were already off the ground, floating along the rising flames, like spirits in the fire, looking sacrosanct.