"There are five avenues in Qingyun City, Yuankou, Swallowing Gold, Qiuwu, Jiao Scale, and the Nine Great Families of Purple and Gold are also located in them, which are Niu, Xu, Zuo, Ou, Fei, Bai, Luo, Zero, and Wang. You, Senior Brother Feipeng and Senior Brother Wang, are the disciples of the two families. ”

When Fei Peng mentioned his name to Senior Brother, he bowed slightly to Wan Zhuo and Bai Zhang. That Senior Brother Wang kept staring at Wan Zhuo and said, "I am your third senior brother, and Wang Wume is me." ”

Zhaopu continued to lead Wan Zhuo and the others to walk, and said, "You haven't asked this girl yet?"

"The slave family was safe yesterday"

"She, she was a woman we rescued on the road, desperate, came with us. Wan Zhuo said busily.

Zhaopu let out an "oh", his eyes flashed, he looked at Yesterday'an, and pinched a few more tricks with both hands. After a while, he said, "What a weak woman, without the slightest foundation. Nowadays, Ziwei Hall is also understaffed, if you don't dislike it, you can live here to help take care of some housekeeping. ”

"That's the best, thank you, brother. Wan Zhuo said happily, Wan Zhuo didn't dare to look at Yesterday'an more, and after thanking him, he continued to listen to Senior Brother Zhaopu ask.

"How many layers of qi refining have the two junior disciples already had?"

"Five floors. ”

"Seven floors. ”

"Well, when you reach the tenth layer of Qi refining, click on the first dantian qi sea, and build the foundation successfully, you can be regarded as taking the first step on the long road of cultivating immortals. As Zhaopu was talking, he had arrived in front of a door, and the plaque on the door was written with four strong characters of "True Purple Confluence". A white-haired Taoist priest at the door gave a deep salute and took the initiative to open the door.

Everyone came to a weapon rack, and Fei Peng took out a roll of jade paper from the front of the rack, which was full of the names of weapons. opened his mouth and said: "In addition to a purple peach wood sword that everyone has, you can also take a look at the weapons here, all of which are spiritual weapons, and see if there is anything you like to be tempted by." ”

Wan Zhuo took it and glanced at it, lacking interest. Bai Zhang saw his favorite weapon in it, and saw a flute in the chapter on musical instruments - the wind and the rain. Bai Zhang's heart moved, and he recited a sentence silently. A pitch-black piccolo appeared in front of Bai Zhang's eyes.

Bai Zhang let out a low breath and reached out to take the flute, and suddenly there was a feeling of heart-to-heart connection, and Bai Zhang was overjoyed.

"Hehe, people choose tools, and tools also choose people. It seems that Senior Brother Bai has chosen his favorite weapon. Let's take a look at some of the basic exercises in our view. Maybe there is something that can be matched!" Fei Peng saw that Bai Zhang had chosen a weapon. Take the initiative to lead the crowd to another bookshelf. There were scrolls all neatly placed on it. It is divided into five layers, and from top to bottom, the five characters of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth are printed in turn, of which the spell scrolls on the second layer of gold and fire are the most. Wan Zhuo's eyes lit up.

Wang Wuwu casually picked up a scroll with his sword and said, "Little junior brother, these are the most basic spells. It's not even as good as the trick you just used. However, the most basic is also the most tested. For example, this one in my hand."

After Wang Wuwu finished speaking, his expression changed, his left hand crossed the sword in front of his chest, and his right hand stretched out his two fingers to slash across the body of the peachwood sword.

"Golden General!" Wang Wuwu finished reading the two words, and the sword body of the peach wood immediately shone with golden light, and the peach wood, which originally had no blade, was now shining with cold light.

"Lian Bu!" Wang Wuwu shouted softly, and in an instant, the long sword pointed directly, and the person was already more than ten steps away.

"One more move, Lan Feng!" moved his two fingers from the dantian to the corner of his lips, reversed his two fingers, and opened his mouth to spit out a strong wind blade. But by the force of recoil, man returned to his original position.

"Hehe, how," Wang Wuwu said with a smug look. With a swing of his hand, the peachwood sword returned to its original state and was carried on his shoulder.

Wan Zhuo and the other three had long been stunned by Wang Wuwu's gorgeous performance, it turned out that the immortal cultivator could be so powerful and so dazzling. Wan Zhuo stared at the scrolls on the bookshelf, picked up a copy, seemed to be a very powerful move, and was reluctant to put down the scroll he had seen earlier. I was a little overwhelmed for a moment.

"Don't be greedy. Before you build a foundation, it's better to choose something that suits you. Senior Brother Zhaopu spoke.

"Senior Brother is right, I think that Senior Brother Wan's attribute is fire, so it is better to choose two spells related to fire. There is also this little junior brother Bai, I think your attributes are not pure, your nature is windy, and you also chose to use the flute as a tool just now, and there are also some spells here to match it. In addition, Fei Peng groped around his waist for a while, took out another jade note, and said, "This is a disturbing score of Hongniguan, and I will give it to you." ”

Speaking of Hongniguan, Fei Peng himself blushed unconsciously, and such a tall figure blushed, which also attracted the sideways glances of Wang Wuwu and Senior Brother Zhaopu.

Wan Zhuo and Bai Zhang glanced at each other and thanked each other again and again. Yesterday, although Ann seemed a little lonely and unattended, he also stood quietly, happy and happy with Wan Zhuo.

When Wan Zhuo and Bai Zhang were struggling with which spell scrolls to choose, a little boy hurriedly ran outside the door, and shouted in a panic when he entered the door: "Oh no, the arrogant Taoist priests of Tan Baiguan and Zhuguan have come in!"

On the large circular square of Ziwei Hall, the two sides are facing each other. The two people on one side are the two who are with Senior Brother Zhaopu. The tall and thin one is Luo Feng, and the woman is Li Han. On the other side, there were a dozen people, six of whom wore robes with strange symbols. The remaining figures each carry a vermilion box and wear a large one-piece hood.

Luo Feng saw that there were many people on the other side, but he was not timid, and snorted coldly: "When did the weak Xiucai of Tan Baiguan join the madman who pulled the Guan?

The leader of the person carrying the box snorted, lowered his head and said, "I have no offense when I wait for the Guan disciple to come here, Wang Wuwu can call him out!"

"Senior brother without me, you can also see it when you say it?" Li Han had a cold face, and the peachwood sword in his hand was shining golden.

The few people wearing strange runes looked at the leader of the back box, and when they saw him nodding, they immediately gritted their teeth and said viciously: "It is said that the True Purple View has always claimed to be the number one view in Qingyun City, and it is very domineering!

As soon as this person finished speaking, he took out a talisman from his sleeve with both hands, threw it into the air and began to burn, and then Han Shuo pulled the void on the talisman with both hands, and a lion and a tiger came out of the talisman, this lion and tiger seemed to have ink on it that had not yet dried up, but the roar of the king of beasts was real.

"Senior sister, you stand down!" Luo Feng's left hand eats two fingers in front of his chest, and the two fingers of his right hand are in the air, and the peach wood sword behind it flies out and flies around Luo Feng's body.

"Lian Bu!" Luo Feng crossed an arc in an instant and reached Han Shuo's side, his left hand rolled into a cylinder and placed it in front of his mouth.

"Dragon's Breath!"

A huge pillar of fire rushed towards Han Shuo.

Seeing this, Han Shuo took out a handful of ink pens stained with cinnabar from his sleeve, drew a few strokes in the void, and shouted, "Danqing Body!" Then with a finger of both hands, the lion tiger had already quickly grabbed Luo Feng.

At this moment, a thunderbolt suddenly struck, and the pillar of fire and the lion tiger in the middle of it all disappeared at once.

"Stop. At this time, an unhurried voice came, it was Senior Brother Zhaopu.