In the next few days, Yang Xiaole was "concentrating on cultivation" in the Dust Sect.

Because he found that Yang Xiaole's cultivation qualifications were good, Ding Mengqiu often came to see Yang Xiaole. Yang Xiaole also found out that Ding Mengqiu has been in a bad mood recently, and it seems that the loss of Shui Yuezhu still has some impact on Ding Mengqiu. That means that if someone in the eastern city can break through that formation, then the auction warehouse may not be peaceful in the future.

Yang Xiaole really wanted Ding Mengqiu to choose himself as soon as possible, and then use magic skills to extract his cultivation. But he didn't dare to let his cultivation grow too fast.

In this way, another seven days passed.

On this day, Ding Mengqiu found that Yang Xiaole's mental state seemed to have recovered a little, so he took Yang Xiaole to the dark practice room.

As before, Yang Xiaole sat cross-legged on the futon.

"Master, why is it that after the last time you passed on the merits to me, I didn't do anything good. Yang Xiaole couldn't hold back a smile, "Isn't it enough to be a disciple?"

"On the path of cultivation, guard against arrogance and rashness. The last time you became a teacher, it was just to open up your muscles and veins and correct the wrong direction of your cultivation, not that you will be able to improve by leaps and bounds after passing on the skills to the teacher. In the end, you have to do it yourself, and being a teacher can only prevent you from going astray. "Ding Mengqiu is serious nonsense.

Sure enough, it is "famous and decent", it seems that Ding Mengqiu has memorized these words very well.

"Then Master, after you and I passed on the exercises, did you get the improvement of your cultivation?" Yang Xiaole asked deliberately.

"How is that possible," Ding Mengqiu scolded, "Being a teacher or even self-harming Taoism, only your class of intelligent disciples can be treated like this." This is the most fundamental difference between our Dust Sect and other sects. ”

Yang Xiaole tugged at the corners of his mouth and stopped talking.

Just like last time, Ding Mengqiu began to put his hands on Yang Xiaole's back shoulders. In the practice room, the four lights flickered like ghosts.

Yang Xiaole could already feel that the cultivation he had deliberately released was being pumped into his body by Ding Mengqiu at this time.

Around Yang Xiaole and Ding Mengqiu's bodies, a faint black qi was gradually released, slowly spinning, looking extremely eerie and terrifying.

Yang Xiaole carefully put his hand into the storage bag

, took out the water jade bead and held it tightly in his hand, and then his heart moved, and the aura was quietly injected into the water moon bead.

The projectile-like water moon bead then spun in Yang Xiaole's palm, recording the scenes in the practice room one by one.

But Yang Xiaole still knows too little about Shui Yuezhu after all.

At the beginning, the Water Moon Bead did not emit too many qi fluctuations, let alone shine with an attractive gaze, because there were still too few pictures and scenes recorded in the Water Moon Bead. However, as the recording time gradually becomes normal, the qi of the water moon bead will become more and more intense, and the light will become brighter.

This is something that Yang Xiaole does not know.

During the whole process, Yang Xiaole kept his eyes closed, feeling the whole process of Ding Mengqiu's extraction of his own cultivation with his consciousness. Although he didn't pay much cultivation for Yang Xiaole, it was also something he had gained from his hard work, and he always had to gain something.

But in addition to feeling that gloomy aura, Yang Xiaole couldn't understand what kind of rules were used to extract other people's cultivation.

However, at this time, Yang Xiaole suddenly felt that the breath of Shui Yuezhu was suddenly amplified.

Ding Mengqiu also raised a questioning voice.

"Hmm"

Both opened their eyes at the same time.

Shui Yue Zhu hovered in Yang Xiaole's palm, radiating a white light at this time.

"The Water Moon Pearl is You"

Ding Mengqiu's reaction was also very fast, and he learned that Yang Xiaole was the one who stole the Water Moon Bead, and he also used the Water Moon Bead to record the "cultivation" picture at this time.

"Who are you?"

Ding Mengqiu said as he poked out his five fingers and slapped them towards the back of Yang Xiaole's head.

After Yang Xiaole saw that Shui Yuezhu was exposed, he had already been on guard, as soon as Ding Mengqiu made a move, he had already rolled out sideways, and took advantage of the situation to build a wall of wind behind him.

"Smack"

Ding Mengqiu slapped his palm on the wind wall, and the wind wall was directly shaken into wisps of spiritual power, and finally dissipated.

"Yang Xiaole" Ding Mengqiu's eyes stared at Yang Xiaole like knives, "You demon cultivator, kill my master, and dare to come to the dust to send him to death"

Since the violence

After revealing the wind decision, Yang Xiaole was also preparing for a showdown. He ripped off the skin on his face and pulled the corners of his mouth, "Elder Ding, the picture of your cultivation of demon skills has been recorded by Shui Yuezhu, and now you have to frame me as a demon cultivator, who do you think will believe it, if you don't know the Yellow River, you won't die, and you won't cry if you don't enter the coffin." ”

"Huh. Ding Mengqiu sneered, "The premise is that you can get out of the Dust Sect alive." ”

"Last time you killed the master, the entire Dust Sect hated you to the core, and the new head had long planned to crusade against you, and today just happened. After Ding Mengqiu finished speaking, a black gas appeared in his palm, and with a sudden wave, the doors and windows of the entire practice room were directly destroyed by the powerful air current.

Ding Mengqiu wanted to make a big move and let the elders and disciples of the Dust Sect come over.

Yang Xiaole smiled, "It's really a good way to kill people and kill people, but the premise is that you can keep me." ”

The true qi in Yang Xiaole's body surged instantly, and the wind was already appearing in the sea of knowledge, so his clothes were windless, he bent his waist slightly, and the afterimage swept by, and the next moment he had already appeared outside the practice room.

Since he has obtained the Water Moon Pearl, the Dust Sect is finished, so why should Yang Xiaole stay here and fight to the death with them.

Yang Xiaole then rose against the wind, turned into a black line, and rushed directly in the direction of the mountain gate.

On the way, Yang Xiaole heard bells ringing around the Dust Sect, thinking that it should be the bells used by the Dust Sect to deal with the enemy.

As the bell rang, on the road of Yang Xiaole's speed, disciples of the Dust Sect continued to come to stop him. All kinds of attacks and true qi attacks rushed towards Yang Xiaole.

It's just that most of those disciples are practicing yellow-level exercises, and Dingtian only has the strength realm of the first or second layer of qi refining, which is not enough to see in front of Yang Xiaole.

Yang Xiaole didn't even need to make a move, he walked straight in front of those guys.

Suddenly, people turned on their backs.

A whine.

The so-called One Force Reduction Ten Meetings is like this, Yang Xiaole doesn't even need to use any moves, just rush forward with his Supreme Holy Body.

Plus the incredible speed of the Wind Breaker.

Except for those elders of the Dust Sect, who can stop them

The point is that the elders of the Dust Sect and the others can't even catch up with Yang Xiaole.