Longevity Martial Arts: I have a black water snake clone

In the dark and damp dungeon, Wei Tusu, Li Ziran and others were hoisted high, and they were tightly bound by thick iron ropes, and the special element array here made it impossible for them to absorb vitality and restore the true essence in their bodies.

"Snapped!"

The battalion general Zhao Biao swung the purple scorpion long whip covered in pepper water, which made Li Ziran gasp and tremble all over.

The purple scorpion long whip is specially made from the tail of an adult purple scorpion fierce beast, and it is a sharp weapon specially used to beat warriors.

A first-tier warrior who suffered such a blow on his back would have to return to Huang Tian on the spot, and a second-tier warrior was not much better.

At this moment, battalion general Zhao Biaozheng beat Li Ziran, a sharp-tongued, rebellious guy, with one blow after another.

"Jianxiu Li's family, what the hell are you saying again? I'm beating the family!" Zhao Biao, the battalion general, was very arrogant.

Hong Yuan waited quietly, looking down at the exercises and weapons and knives and other items obtained from this group of guys.

These items have been inspected and are safe items. Hong Yuan doesn't need to worry about the other party tampering with his storage bag like him.

"Dragon Dance Gun"!

"Shangjing Danfu"!

"Tianhe Sword Classic"!

Hong Yuan's gaze paused on the "Tianhe Sword Classic", then he looked up at Li Ziran, and then looked back at the "Tianhe Sword Classic".

This skill was obtained from Li Ziran, who kept calling himself a disciple of the Li family of sword cultivators. Hong Yuan was surprised not because of this, but because this "Tianhe Sword Classic" was very important to him. familiar.

When he was on the third floor of the Tibetan scripture pavilion, he had considered this technique that was good at attacking.

The idea of ​​this technique is to use water to spread the sword, combine waterway and kendo, also known as Tianhe kendo.

Specifically, every drop of water that belongs to true essence turns into sword essence. Once it is stimulated, it will be mighty and mighty.

""Tianhe Sword Classic", which kind of exercise master learned?"

Hong Yuan pinched the foot of the sword scripture lightly, and became interested.

His vest, Li Jianhe, is the vest of a swordsman, and he just needs a sword scripture.

Oh, isn't this coming?

It is the fifth-order exercise, which requires a lot of practice resources. His original "Wan Ji Yuan Gong" is also stuck in the realm of small accomplishment, and has struggled to enter the realm of great accomplishment.

"rustle."

Hong Yuan began to flip through the secret book of this exercise, and what caught his eyes was the general outline, and besides that, there were explanatory notes in small print.

"Tianhe Sword Classic":

Swordsman, decisive, decisive.

Must be internal to determine the seven emotions, cut off the mortal breath, and the inner three treasures can be muddied and turned into pure yang.

Those who accumulate qi as swords are known as qi swords; those who accumulate gods as swords are called divine swords, which are sword immortals.

The sword intent turns into light, the sword energy thunders, the sword light splits, the sword power pours into the sky...

"How come there are only two chapters on the cultivation method, Sword Intent Huamang and Sword Qi Leiyin!?" Hong Yuan was puzzled, he flipped through it again, and finally found that there were really only these two articles.

Hong Yuan's actions alarmed Li Ziran, the original owner of the "Tianhe Sword Classic".

Li Ziran's nose was blue and eyes were swollen, his hair was messy, and he was in a mess.

But when Li Ziran saw Hong Yuan frowning at his notes, an awkward pleasure arose in his heart.

Li Ziran made a teasing sound with a hoarse throat: "You can tell that you are from the lower class at first glance. A guy like you has never seen a fifth-order kung fu. With your aptitude, even if you are given the "Tianhe Sword Classic", I am afraid you will read it." Don’t understand. Please, I’ll teach you how to practice.”

Hong Yuan raised his brows slightly, glanced at Li Ziran, and found that this young master still maintained the unique arrogance of the aristocratic family.

This expression made Hong Yuan feel a little ridiculous.

"I've become a prisoner, yet I'm still so proud, sword cultivator of the Li family, tsk tsk..." Hong Yuan made a tsk tsk sound.

"What do you know, what do you know? If it weren't for the incompetence of Zhang Baicun, how could I have fallen into your hands." Li Ziran was very angry and yelled at Hong Yuan.

He can accept his failure, but he can't accept others laughing at Jianxiu Li's family.

Despise the enemy strategically, and attach importance to the enemy tactically.

Li Ziran's brainwashed appearance made Hong Yuan pay more attention to "Sword Cultivator Li's Family". Inexplicably, Hong Yuan had the idea of ​​running away.

"Snapped!"

There was a heavy whip.

The battalion general Zhao Biao dared to be so rampant when he saw Li Ziran, so he gave him a whip, which made Li Ziran scream in pain.

Wei Tusu and the others were even more chilled, and quickly told all the information about Zhang Baicun.

The interrogation lasted a whole night.

The more he learned the inside story, the stronger Hong Yuan's desire to run away became.

The Fengwu airship will return to Pengcheng in half a year, but the airship between Nanyang Mansion and Qingzhou is not just the Fengwu airship.

It's just that the flying boat Fengwu is the designated flying boat of Fengxi Sect, which is the most secure.

The rest of the airships were either set up by an elder or a certain prefecture-level sect, so the safety was a little less. Moreover, the primordial stones required for one ride are also tens of thousands, which is extremely expensive.

"What excuse do you have to tell senior brother to help cover up your gold-plated resume?" Hong Yuan began to think about this question.

...

...

next morning.

Xifeng Garden.

The environment of Xifeng Garden is still beautiful, all kinds of flowers are in full bloom, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

With Mo Jiuyou's acquiescence, Hong Yuan put the brand new copy of "Tianhe Sword Classic" into the storage bag, and he left the rest untouched.

Sitting in the gazebo, Hong Yuan organized his language a little bit, and said to Mo Jiuyou: "Senior brother, I have made a breakthrough in my cultivation recently, and I need to go back to the sect."

Mo Jiuyou froze slightly, then frowned and looked at Hong Yuan solemnly.

To be honest, Mo Jiuyou was shocked by Hong Yuan.

He knew that junior brother Hong Yuan was cautious, almost as timid as a mouse. But this is just a little trouble, not worth fighting at all!

"Ah Yuan, do you know what you're talking about? Your training journey has been at least one year, but you haven't even passed half a year now. Once you are discovered by the Law Enforcement Hall, you are likely to be dispatched to the Four Prisons." " Mo Jiuyou said coldly.

The Four Prisons and Cave Heaven is the place used by Fengxi Sect to imprison disciples who have made mistakes in the sect, but are not serious mistakes.

The vitality of the Four Prisons Cave Heaven is disordered, and there is a turbulent flow of space from time to time, which is completely unsuitable for cultivation.

It is equivalent to making the disciples who made mistakes lose their strength and become mortals in it. There are not a few disciples who die in the four prisons and caves every year.

"Huh~" Hong Yuan took a deep breath.

He understood that if he didn't give a reasonable explanation, his senior brother would not let him go easily, let alone cover him.

"Brother, my current cultivation base is very close to the peak of the second level, and I am approaching the third level, and I am ready to practice the practice of condensing the true body of the Tao."

bang!

Mo Jiuyou shook his hand, and the coffee table was overturned by him, and the precious tea set fell to the ground, torn apart, and the tea overflowed.

A seventeen-year-old near the peak of the second rank, an absolute juvenile martial saint, even the ancient emperor was no more than that in his youth!

Mo Jiuyou stared blankly at Hong Yuan with blank eyes.

"My junior brother has the qualifications of a great emperor?!"

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