Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at the notice on the immortal tablet, and listened to everyone's discussions, he knew that this was his own opportunity, he had to participate, only when he became a disciple of the inner hall and was valued by the sect, he had the opportunity to rescue his parents from the Yuwen family with the help of the power of the sect.

"If you want to participate, you have to hand in the miscellaneous labor first, I have to go to the miscellaneous labor office to hand over the miscellaneous labor, and then I will sign up. Yuwen Juyuan muttered, and he walked towards the miscellaneous office.

Yuwen Zhouyuan found Senior Brother Zhao who had arranged for him last time, and after stuffing a spirit stone, Senior Brother Zhao happily took his miscellaneous servants back.

Then Yuwen Zhouyuan came to the registration office to participate in the Dongyang Monk Camp to register, and learned at the registration office that there were still two months to go, and in these two months, Wancaomen in order to let these outer disciples who participated in the Dongyang Monk Camp not lose the face of Wancaomen, and specially taught them immortal arts by the masters of the True Yuan Period.

Although Yuwen Zhouyuan has now mastered all of Yan Junsheng's exercises, in order not to attract the attention of others and to improve his knowledge, he participates in training every day.

Not to mention that these Zhenyuan period masters and uncles who explain the exercises are really serious, Yuwen Zhouyuan has improved both his knowledge and his cultivation in just a few days, especially the use of immortal arts.

It turned out that after accepting Yan Junsheng's cultivation, the things that he had not understood all this time suddenly became enlightened.

More than a month has passed in a blink of an eye, and on this day, Yuwen Zhouyuan is going to go to Donghekoufang City again in order to prepare healing medicine for the front line.

When he passed by the village of Lao Li Tou that he rescued last time, he remembered that Lao Li Tou said that his son Li Mingliang was in Songhe Hall more than ten years ago, and later participated in the monk camp of Dongyang Kingdom, so he rushed to the old Li Tou's house.

"Yuwen Gongzi is here, and the little old man is late to greet him, so I hope you don't be surprised. Lao Li Tou saw Yuwen Zhouyuan coming, and he tiptoed up and smiled.

"The old man is polite, I came here this time mainly because I heard that Ling Lang participated in the Dongyang Kingdom monk camp when he was in the Songhe Sect, and I recently signed up for the monk camp, and I may meet it when I go to the frontier this time, but I don't know what Ling Lang looks like, if he meets on the front line, it is good to pass a word to the old man. "Yuwen Zhou Yuan Dao.

After hearing Yuwen Zhouyuan's words, Lao Li Tou was moved to tears, and he kept thanking him: "It's rare that Yuwen Gongzi still remembers the bright thing about the dog, the little old man is grateful, the dog was just and weak when he left home, and his appearance must have changed over the years, but there are three triangular red moles behind his left ear, which will not change anyway." ”

"Okay, I made a note of it, if we meet at the front line, I will definitely bring the words that my uncle misses him, and let Brother Mingliang come back to visit my uncle earlier. "Yuwen Zhou Yuan Dao.

"In this way, thank you Yuwen Gongzi. Lao Li said busily.

"By the way, after I left, no one in the Yuwen family has come back recently, right?" asked Yuwen Juyuan.

"It's just that the son just left, two people came, one of them was dressed like a son, and the other of them had Niu Dazhuang, they inquired about the time of the child's departure, of course the little old man couldn't tell the truth, the man dressed like the son walked twice inside and outside the house, and then called Niu Dazhuang and hurriedly chased down, Yuwen Gongzi They didn't catch up with you, right?" asked Lao Li Tou.

"Hehe, no!" Yuwen Juyuan replied with a smile, he knew that those two were none other than Yuwen Yunfeng who intercepted him in the woods.

In order not to arouse Lao Litou's worry, he didn't tell the truth, and the two of them were already dead at that time.

Now the time is almost up, and it is time for him to go, this old Li Tou is good to himself, and he has to do something for him.

Thinking of this, Yuwen Zhouyuan took out a few low-level spirit trees from his arms, and then made several finger-sized wooden cards between the flying spirit swords, and then released his own vitality and divine thoughts, and the magic tricks in his hands kept playing and refining.

Half an hour later, Yuwen Zhouyuan received the exercises, then took out a small wooden card, handed it to Lao Li Tou and said: "Uncle, this is a natal talisman I refined, give it to you Lao, if there is danger in the future, as long as you damage it, I will arrive as soon as possible!"

"Young Master Yuwen, how is this good!" said Lao Litou.

"Uncle, you must put it away, remember to destroy it when there is danger!, please go back!" Yuwen Juyuan said as he strode forward.

"Yuwen Gongzi, there are no eyes on the front line, you must be careful, take care!" Lao Li Tou held the silver two and the wooden card in his hand, and shouted to Yuwen Zhouyuan who was far away.

"I will, take care, boss, we will meet again!" Yuwen Zhouyuan never looked back after speaking, and left resolutely.

Yuwen Zhouyuan left the mountain village and rushed to Donghekoufang City with a familiar car.

When Yuwen Zhouyuan came to Donghekou Fang Market, it was unfortunate that it was not a big market at that time, and the elixirs and spiritual weapons sold were not open except for those fixed shops, and the underground exchange was not opened because it was not a big market market.

So Yuwen Zhouyuan stayed first and waited for the big market in Donghekoufang after five days.

After five days of patient waiting, Yuwen Zhouyuan finally waited for the big gathering in the fang market, bought enough spirit herbs and elixirs for refining pills, and purchased more than a dozen offensive and defensive spirit runes, the low-level spirit stones in Yuwen Zhouyuan's hands were basically gone, looking at the nearly two hundred middle-grade spirit stones in his hand, Yuwen Zhouyuan thought about it and wanted to dispel the idea of continuing to buy things.

Because this middle-grade spirit stone is not only one for a hundred, but more importantly, the aura contained in it is very powerful, whether it is in cultivation or restoring true power after fighting, it is very useful.

Seeing that the time has not been short, Yuwen Zhouyuan rushed to Wancaomen Xianyuan Hall.

At dusk, when Yuwen Zhouyuan returned to Xianyuan Hall, he learned that those fellow disciples who participated in the Dongyang Kingdom Monk Camp yesterday morning rushed to Dianbing Mountain to participate in the assembly under the leadership of Deputy Hall Master He Qiping.

Even if they have been gone for two days and one night, it is too late to chase them now.

Yuwen Juyuan thought about it, so let's get up early the next day and rush to Dianbing Mountain alone.

Back at his residence, Yuwen Juyuan sat cross-legged on the futon and waited for dawn while practicing.

There was no word all night, when the morning sun rose above the ground, Yuwen Zhouyuan just finished his work, he simply washed up, and after eating some breakfast, he went out of Xianyuan Hall.

I came to the official road to discern the direction, and then headed southeast.

Unconsciously, it was past noon, Yuwen Zhouyuan walked alone on the desolate ancient road, the empty mountains were lonely, and the slanting sun shone on the ancient road through the mottled branches, which seemed even more desolate.

Occasionally, a few crows crows drifted in the mountain wind, and it seemed so mad.

Although Yuwen Zhouyuan has now reached the peak realm of the ninth layer of the True Qi Stage, if he has a chance to advance to the True Yuan Stage, and has more spells and spiritual weapons, this is the first time he has walked in this wild place, and he can't help but be a little scared for a while.

He tightened the burden on his back, plucked up his courage and walked forward, and was walking when he suddenly heard a sound in the mountains and forests behind him, he turned around and saw a little white fox running towards him in a panic, his body seemed to be injured, his legs were lame, and there were a few bright red blood on his body, which made the original snow-white fur become a little desolate and beautiful.

The little white fox coincidentally ran to Yuwen Zhouyuan's feet, and its body rolled over and fell, and it looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan with a pleading look in its eyes, as if asking Yuwen Zhouyuan to lend a hand.

Seeing such a cute little fox being injured, Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but feel sympathy, he stepped forward to pick up the little fox, and then said, "Little guy, why are you injured, who hurt you?"

The fox seemed to understand Uwen Juyuan's words, and it squeaked.

"Forget that you're just an animal and can't speak, so let me check it out for you. Yuwen Juyuan said and carefully examined the white fox's injuries.

When Yuwen Zhouyuan was examining the wound of the white fox, a person came out of the woods in the distance, and saw this person with a fierce face, holding a fine light sword in his hand, combing a cow heart bun on his head, and wearing a cyan Taoist robe, but he was a true Taoist priest.

When this Taoist priest saw Yuwen Zhouyuan inspecting the little white fox's injury, he was stunned for a moment, as if he was a little frightened, but after a while, his face was happy, and he didn't say anything, and waved the sword in his hand to slash Yuwen Zhouyuan.

Yuwen Zhouyuan was checking the wound of the little white fox, and suddenly the little white fox "squeaked", and heard the wind in his ears, out of instinct, he hurriedly got up and jumped.

Looking up, the Taoist priest didn't mean to stop, and continued to rush up. Don't give Yuwen Jooyuan a chance to breathe in the slightest.

When Yuwen Zhouyuan retreated again and again, he saw that this Taoist priest also took a few steps back, and then threw the sword into the air, chanting words in his mouth, but saw the sword turn around twice in the air, emitting a dazzling light, and then flew straight towards Yuwen Zhouyuan.

Yuwen Zhouyuan lifted the "spiritual eye" and saw that this Taoist priest was also the peak cultivation of the ninth layer of the True Qi Period, and this sword turned out to be a medium-grade spiritual weapon.

Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't dare to be careless, and immediately sacrificed one of his three spiritual weapons, the "Tongxin Thorn", because this was the first time Yuwen Zhouyuan fought with a high-level monk in the True Qi Period.

This is the first time that Yuwen Zhouyuan has used a magic weapon to fight, and he has no experience at all, and his strength is not accurate in a hurry, and the other party's Taoist priest is even more intentional, so the sword that stabbed is very powerful.

"Ding!", the weapons of the two collided together, and Yuwen Zhouyuan only felt a strong force coming from the "Tongxin Thorn", and he couldn't hold it for a while, and Yuwen Zhouyuan's body immediately flew up.

Then there was a "snap", and Yuwen Juyuan fell to the ground solidly.

But the little white fox limped to Yuwen Zhouyuan's side, "squeaked" at the Taoist priest, and waved his two forelimbs at the Taoist priest, as if demonstrating.

The Taoist priest withdrew his sword, looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan with a puzzled expression, and said, "Monster, you know how powerful the Taoist master is." Hand over the two of you Neidan, and spare you if you don't die. ”

It turned out that this Taoist priest was originally a disciple of a sect in the cultivation realm, and he had only been cultivating for a few decades, but he became a little demonic because he was bent on improving his skills, and he was repeatedly preached by the elders of the same sect and did not repent. He was expelled from the division for violating the rules.