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In just a quarter of an hour, including He Yong, all the top-grade masters of the Blood Knife Villa had all gathered in the inner hall. Many of them were even drowsy and had apparently been woken up by force.

It's not that they are greedy for a breath, it's just that the top-grade masters are the realm in the minds of many people in the rivers and lakes, and they have worked hard to climb to this realm, and they have suffered and shed tears, and many people have long lost the blood and passion they once had.

Strength brings identity and status, allowing them to pick up what they once lost. How many people can still inherit their previous efforts and immerse all their minds in cultivation?

Even though they were slightly dissatisfied in their hearts, they didn't dare to do anything about it. After all, Luo He, as the owner of the Blood Knife Mountain Villa, did not do anything wrong with this, but it was just a little earlier in time.

These people are more or less aware of Luohe's past deeds, and some still come here. Since his debut, he defeated Gu Jian, the master of the Ancient Sword Hall, in three moves, killed the wind chasing sword bangs, escaped from the hands of the four first-class masters, and recovered the Tianhe Gang.

Looking at some sleepy-eyed mountain villa masters, Luo He shook his head imperceptibly, sighed softly, stretched out his hand and nodded at the five people, including Ming Han and He Yong, and said, "A few of you, come with me, and the rest will be increased by two percent, so let's disperse." ”

The master who was ordered was worried, and those who were not ordered were not only excited but also disappointed. I have to say that the welfare of the Blood Knife Villa for commodity masters is still quite good, and it is better to have a salary of about 1,000 taels of silver a year than to let these people go to survive and find a livelihood job.

On the surface, among the three major forces of the imperial court and the gang sect, the imperial court seems to be the lowest. Even if a first-class official is only a thousand taels of silver a year, but the power of the imperial court is huge, there are too many people, and the civil and military generals of all sizes do not know how to do this, which is already a terrifying background.

In terms of sects, such as Qingtianmen, which has been inherited for a long time, the leaders among the disciples of the inner sect may not be much worse than these high-grade masters, because they are all hopeful to enter the existence of the top grade, and the inheritance has been inherited for a long time, and they have accumulated enough material resources.

As for the gangs, they seem to be doing well, but they are also in a deficit crisis all the time. Gangs are also human beings and need to survive, so gangs have to find a way to expand their business, from resource gathering, mineral excavation, restaurants, money villages, trade, green buildings, etc., to name a few. After all, the origin of the gang will not be very long, every once in a while, there will be an inexplicable huge purge, even if it is a powerful Yuan Gang, it has only emerged in the past twenty or thirty years.

The people who were left behind were so worried that they didn't dare to take a breath. The people who left mentioned it, but they didn't know what it would be like.

"You should have all cultivated your internal skills for a certain amount of time, right?" Luo He asked softly.

At the moment, these five people obviously did not have the slightest sense of sleepiness, in addition to being energetic, there were even more traces of residual true qi on their bodies, and it was not difficult to judge whether they had just cultivated their internal strength.

The five of them nodded one after another, and they didn't know why Luo He was asking this.

"The establishment of the Blood Killing Hall in the Blood Knife Villa is only within the jurisdiction of the owner, and the number of members of the Blood Killing Hall has doubled, but in addition to the necessary life and gang tasks, the daily cultivation time must exceed five hours. With a sweep of his gaze, the five people below did not show a happy or sad expression because of this, Luo He nodded secretly and continued.

"Some of you are cultivating high-level internal strength, and some of you are even cultivating intermediate-level internal strength, and it is already commendable to be able to reach the current level and level, but it is difficult to reach the sky if you want to make an inch of progress. This is the Blood Knife Sect's advanced mental method "Blood Lake Demon Gong", you can take it for reference, in addition to the completely suitable people who can practice, the rest of the people can also learn from it and correct their internal strength. ”

After finishing speaking, Luo He took out a booklet, which was the internal skill of the Blood Knife Gate Blood Lake Demon Skill that he deduced.

The high-level internal strength method may not be able to give direct help to these five people at the moment, but each internal skill has its own uniqueness. The stones of other mountains can be used to attack jade, so as to correct one's own mental method, or hope to break through to a higher level.

"After breaking through to the first-class level, we announced the mental method of the "Blood Sea Demon Skill", but these two internal martial arts can only be practiced by the Blood Killing Hall, even the rest of the Blood Knife Villa are not allowed to teach it, understand?"

"The subordinates understand. The five of them responded in unison.

For example, Ming Han and He Yong, their cultivation has reached a bottleneck. They are not disciples from the sect, they have a big force behind them to help, and being able to go all the way to the second-rate masters is basically their limit. However, with the help of a systematic system of high-level mental methods and peerless level internal martial arts, there is more possibility to move forward.

The five of them received the order, and after Ming Han took the booklet that recorded the magic skills of the Blood Lake, they retreated together.

The rivers and lakes are not the rivers and lakes of one person.

Luohe is not a short-sighted person. A first-class master may be able to support a big gang, but there is no force that absolutely belongs to him, and such a gang is just a third-rate commodity that is still kneaded.

Private collection does not have much significance for Luohe. The Blood Knife Gate has been destroyed, and the only known ones that survive are the deputy head Zi Donglai and his wood-chopping miscellaneous servant, Zi Donglai's identity is too special, and it is impossible to devote all his body and mind to the rivers and lakes, so what can be done for the Blood Knife Gate in the end, only he, the former miscellaneous servant, is left.

It can be regarded as repaying the favor.

Thinking of some self-deprecation, after Luo He took care of some other matters in the villa, he left Heiyuan City and went to the alliance headquarters.

Being able to let one of the Alliance Elders' Love and Blood Gang Leader personally pass it on means that something big will definitely happen in the Alliance at this moment. Luo He didn't want to be talked about by the time, although he wasn't afraid.

In the south of the Yuan Domain, Taiyuan Lake, like the Blood Domain, is known as one of the several well-known forbidden places in the Yuan Domain.

Taiyuan Lake is not terrible, but the people who want to enter it basically return to the original point inexplicably in the end.

It is rumored that in the center of Taiyuan Lake, on Sword Island, there were once Qimen Dunjia masters who arranged a large area of maze in the entire Taiyuan Lake, so that even if a first-class master with good skills entered it, he would encounter a series of inexplicable things such as ghosts hitting the wall and was forced to repatriate.

The master of Sword Island, the legendary martial arts alliance leader thirty years ago, a generation of myths, Nangong asked.

In the current rivers and lakes, except for some sects that have been inherited for a long time, they have long known the deeds of Nangong Wen, and only know that there is a myth inhabited by Taiyuan Lake Sword Island, a martial arts myth.

Myths and legends are all existences far away from the rivers and lakes. They are close at hand, but far away. They represent the identity of the whole world, but they have been turned into various stories and circulated all over the world.

Nangong Wen, who is more than half a hundred years old, actually doesn't look too old, people who practice martial arts are strong and strong, and they have cultivated to a high level to wash their muscles and cut their marrow, and their life expectancy has been improved more than that of mortals, although they are not as terrifying as some strange monks outside the Yuan Domain, but it is not a problem to live for more than a hundred years.

has silver-white hair, not because of age, but because of childhood. The mustache under her lips looks quite individual, and with a look that looks no more than her early thirties, she is a woman who can attract many nymphomaniacs when she puts it in the rivers and lakes.

Nangong Wen stood in the center of Sword Island, above a huge stone sword. The stone sword only had half a body, and the total height was more than ten zhang.

The lake breeze blew, and the hair on both sides of Nangong Wen's cheeks shook slightly, and a little red light quickly approached from not far away.

You don't need a boat, you can just tap the water on your toes and fly a few feet away. The huge Taiyuan Lake, coupled with the maze that had been arranged by the master of Qimen Dunjia, could not affect it in the slightest.

Hongmang, getting closer and closer, Nangong Wen's hands behind him, and his fingertips began to flicker with golden light.