After Zhou Muyu made detailed arrangements for a series of events after the retreat, he immediately rushed to the library and spent seven days recording all the books in the library in his brain, and then rushed to his own exclusive practice room to start the retreat. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Zhou Muyu first switched the system to silent mode, then sat cross-legged on the futon, and began to disperse the innate true yuan that he had cultivated for several years.

Zhou Muyu's momentum weakened little by little with the dissipation of the true yuan, and after three hours, Zhou Muyu had already dispersed his true yuan, leaving only his deep foundation.

He opened his eyes, took out the army pill from his arms, this pill has no extra effect except for hunger, and if he takes a march pill, he can go without eating or drinking for seven days.

After taking the military pill, Zhou Muyu no longer thought about eating and drinking, and began to cultivate the first wisp of true qi according to the operation mode of basic internal strength. The basic internal strength is the ancestor of all exercises, and Zhou Muyu decided to use the basic internal strength as a starting point to create his own exercises!

Time passed day by day, and the news that Changyangmen was destroyed by the Extreme Dao spread throughout the Northern Martial Arts, and the deeds of Zhou Muyu, the master of the Extreme Dao, who beheaded the innate master Lu Mingyang with a sword, also spread throughout the Northern Land under the deliberate propaganda of Liang Wei, Liu Qing and others.

After that, Zhou Muyu's previous deeds of chivalry and righteousness were also revealed by people with good intentions, and for a while, the name of the Extreme Dao Sword Monarch spread all over the streets and alleys!

At this time, the Golden Dao Gate, the door master Yan Zhenxiao stepped into the gate of the Golden Dao Gate with a angry face, and the disciples guarding the door trembled with their legs.

"Door master, you are finally back, this trip can be returned..."After receiving the news, Gong Chou, who stayed in the base camp, hurriedly came to pick up the driver, and was about to inquire about the results of this trip to the Hundred Battles Gate, but found Yan Zhenxiao's big anger, immediately closed his mouth, and saluted respectfully.

"Elder Gong, there's no need to be polite. Yan Zhenxiao helped up the old man in front of him, "Let's go to the study to talk about the matter of the dragon blood jade." ”

"Yes!" Gong Chou replied succinctly.

The two came to Yan Zhenxiao's study side by side, "Elder Gong, please take a seat." Yan Zhenxiao pointed to the seat in front of him.

Gong Chou sat down straight, and then Yan Zhenxiao also sat down on the seat next to Gong Chou.

"Door master, what happened, why are you..."Gong Chou frowned and asked.

"Hmph! I'm angry when I say this!" Yan Zhenxiao slapped his palm on the coffee table angrily, and then told Gong Chou about his experience in the past few days.

After Yan Zhenxiao received the news that his disciple had discovered the Canglong Blood Jade, he hurried to the ruins of the Hundred Battle Gate, and at the same time, the three heads of Tianxiang Pavilion, Sword Alliance, and Tiangang Mountain also rushed to their destination. After a few days of fighting, Yan Zhenxiao couldn't help but be a little distracted because he received Gong Chou's summons, at this time, the dust people of Tiangang Mountain came to him to join forces, and the treasures were divided into four or six accounts, Yan Zhenxiao was concerned about the destruction of Changyang by the extreme way, and without thinking about it, he responded to the proposal of the dust people.

In the early stage of cooperation, in order to show their attitude, the people of Dusty Dao repeatedly made remarks to provoke the other two giants, which made Yan Zhenxiao let down his guard and believed him. In the final battle, Yan Zhenxiao completely handed over his back to Chen, at this time, Chenchen showed his hidden fangs, made a sneak attack, and injured the congenital high-level Yan Zhenxiao with one palm, and then joined forces with Situ Chengcheng, the master of Tianxiang Pavilion, to defeat Yang Yi, the "Sword Emperor" of the Sword Alliance. The duo won the final victory. The materials of the Hundred Battle Gate were equally divided, and they returned with a full load. Yan Zhenxiao did all the tricks, but he was drawing water with a bamboo basket.

"What about the boss's injuries?" Gong Chou asked with concern.

"Uncle Shi doesn't have to worry, I have always worn the Canglong Blood Jade on my body, and it has long been fine, but the injuries of several elders who accompanied me in the battle are not clear, and they are still recuperating in Autumn City. Yan Zhenxiao's heart warmed, and her anger disappeared a lot.

"One day, I'm going to make Chen, your nose pay!And that old witch in Situ Allure!" Yan Zhenxiao was full of murderous aura, and then he turned his head and asked, "Uncle Shi, does the Lord of the Extreme Dao really have the innate strength to slash with a sword?"

"If the old man didn't see it with his own eyes, how could he dare to pass on the book and the master. Gong Chou smiled bitterly, he didn't expect that one of his urgent letters would cause the Golden Daomen to lose a lot of resources.

"Alas... After the fall of Changyang, what actions did the Extreme Dao make?" Yan Zhenxiao sighed lightly and asked.

"There is no movement, and these Extreme Path Masters have not even left the mountain gate. Gong Chou paused, "However, these are not the point, the point is that I saw a few familiar faces in Jidao!"

"Who is it?

"The eldest disciple of the Lord of the Extreme Dao, Xun Lie!" Gong Chou replied truthfully.

"Is there anything strange about him?"

"He himself is not in a special place, and his strength is only in the middle of the second rate, but his appearance is six points similar to that of the 'Wenxin Swordsman'!"

"Looks like we're going to get ready for a battle with the Extreme Path. Yan Zhenxiao touched the beard on her chin and said lightly.

"Yes, but the Lord of the Extreme Way is really hard to see. Gong Chou sighed.

Yan Zhenxiao pondered for a moment, then took out a piece of jade the size of a fingernail from his bosom and handed it to Gong Chou, "Uncle Shi, this is the last Canglong blood jade in this sect, you are now at the peak of the first-class realm, I will give it to you, you go to retreat." ”

Gong Chou did not refuse, and accepted the Canglong Blood Jade, he knew that the Golden Dao Gate had now reached a critical juncture, and he had to break through to the innate realm.

"Door master, I'm going. Gong Chou said indifferently.

"Uncle Shi, Zhenxiao is waiting for your good news. Yan Zhenxiao said.

Gong Chou paused, smiled slightly, and walked straight out of the study, heading towards the Golden Knife Gate.

"Ancestors and ancestors of the Golden Dao Gate, may your spirits in the heavens bless the Golden Dao Gate for eternity!" Yan Zhenxiao prayed.

The sky was getting dark, and at this time, Xun Lie and the three of them were gathering in the Tingfeng Pavilion after finishing the day's affairs.

"Senior brother, second senior brother, I don't know that the master has been in retreat for more than half a month, and there is no news at all, which is really worrying. Song Yunfeng took a sip of honey wine and said softly.

"What are you worried about, didn't the master already say before, will this retreat be for several months? Yan Shaoyou glanced at Song Yunfeng.

"I know, it's just..."

"Don't speak!" Yan Shaoyou immediately grabbed a piece of pastry and stuffed it into Song Yunfeng's mouth, blocking his words.

"Ahem, cough, ahem..." Song Yunfeng coughed several times, spit out the pastry, and glared at Yan Shaoyou angrily.

"Okay, don't make trouble!" Xun Lie frowned slightly, and when he saw that the senior brother was angry, the two of them immediately sat down obediently. The three of them continued, drinking and listening to the wind, so comfortable.

In the west, the old monk Wuxiang returned to Fulong Temple with serious injuries and ragged clothes, and the host of Fulong Temple immediately invited him to see him.

In the Central Plains, the imperial capital, somewhere in a secret room, the masked man in black respectfully knelt in front of the dragon-shaped masked guest in front of him: "Emperor, on this trip to the Northland, my subordinates have not found the lost relics of the First Emperor, please forgive my emperor!"

"I don't blame you, the First Emperor's Relic is so easy to find, otherwise the Emperor would have achieved the hegemony of the ancestors and dominated the sky after so many years!"

"My emperor is not the world's pride, and he will be able to realize the hegemony of his ancestors, and he will reign in the sky here!" said the man in black respectfully.

"Go down. The dragon-shaped mask whispered.

"Subordinates retire!" After finishing speaking, the man in black disappeared out of thin air.

The dragon-shaped masked guest, with his hands behind his back, stood silently in place, not knowing what he was thinking.