Eternal Gate

As the sun sets, the full moon hangs high.

The night in the Secret Mansion also has a special flavor. There are many places where the brilliance is lit up. It is the luminous spar, which is used for lighting. In addition, the clouds and mist can be seen. Many disciples come here at night. Those who come to look for fate are to see the scenery.

Most people work hard and know that time is precious.

Even at night, few people are deserted.

There are still people passing by the arch bridge, and they will glance down.

To be precise, take a look at Zhao Yun.

That's right, is that guy still pestering in the river? There has been no movement so far.

"What an artistic conception, for so long."

Man Teng muttered, sitting cross-legged on the riverside, holding a rag and laying the wiping mace, not to mention whether his brain was working well, he was still very loyal and guarded from beginning to end.

Mu Qinghan is also there.

The younger brother was so absorbed and couldn't tolerate interruption, how could she not come.

She was not idle, watching the secret law while guarding it.

"Little girls...what do you like." Man Teng asked Mu Qinghan.

The big guy seemed to really want to find a daughter-in-law. Hearing what Jiannan's products weren't doing well, he was beaten up a few times for this. It was more reliable to find a female disciple to ask questions. It just so happened that there was such a person next to him.

"Flower." Mu Qinghan smiled softly.

The whole Tianzong knew about the manteng, how could she not know.

Regardless of the size of this guy, it's actually very pure, otherwise...it won't run to beat the female disciple.

"Any flower will do?" Man Teng asked again.

"It's better not to send green onion...and chrysanthemum." Mu Qinghan coughed dryly.

"I get it."

Man Teng grinned, Ma Liu took away his mace, and turned away.

Mu Qinghan shook his head and smiled, glanced at Zhao Yun, and continued to study the secret method.

Zhao Yun showed no sign of waking up.

In the moonlight, the river shimmered, and his body shone shiny.

Chu Wushuang once passed by again, Zeng glanced sideways, and soon... left silently, and wondered what mood Zhao Yun had found. He hasn't awakened yet. In her opinion, it should be very good.

The artistic conception that can run is novel to think about.

So, another two days passed quietly.

In the early morning, the warm sun poured in, giving the secret house a coat of harmony.

Some disciples left, and some disciples came in, all true stories, running to the secret palace to hit the chance.

By the river, Mu Qinghan was still there.

This is also a motivated girl, studying occult techniques in meditation.

The one who was more motivated than her was Zhao Yun's servant, with dew hanging all over his body, still sinking in, and even the passing disciples raised their eyebrows, what a mood! Enlightened two days and three nights.

The longer you understand...the greater the power.

They are all true disciples, so naturally they are not fools, and they have conclusions in their hearts.

Artistic conception is a good thing, and its internal good fortune is infinite, so Ji Hen's chances are not shallow.

"gone."

The disciples passing by, come quickly and go quickly.

Still the same sentence, time is precious, and if you have this time, you have to find the secret method.

This river fell into tranquility again.

Mu Qinghan raised his eyes several times, but Zhao Yun did not wake up either.

However, looking at Zhao Yun's eyebrows, sometimes locked and sometimes stretched, there should be gains.

call out!

Suddenly, a slight sound of tetanus sounded.

It was a silver needle, thinner than a cow's hair. It was almost invisible to the naked eye, and it was shot from nowhere. It was Zhao Yun who was aiming at it. Obviously, someone was making trouble in secret and wanted to disturb the enlightenment.

Zheng!

Mu Qinghan shot out his sword instantly, and the sword broke the silver needle.

The sword energy spread, cutting off a large sloth, and forcing one person out.

He is a young man in white.

At first glance, he was somewhat similar to Wei Teng's friend, most of whom were relatives.

He is indeed a relative, named Wei Zhan, who is considered Wei Teng's cousin according to his family.

The people in their family seem to be uncomfortable in their stomachs.

"Dignified truth... even secretly plotting?"

Mu Qing said coldly, seeming to recognize Wei Zhan and his relationship with Wei Teng.

As a cousin, the attack made sense. It must have come to vent Wei Teng's anger. However, her younger brother was too strong and too scary to know, so she used the poisoned silver needle to plot. Thanks to her being here, otherwise Ji Hen would suffer and rebellion would be extremely possible.

"Junior Sister was afraid that she had misunderstood, she was unintentional." Wei Zhang smiled quietly.

If a person is cheeky, he is simply shameless.

Like this one, when he was caught, he still didn't blush or breathe.

"Fighting is forbidden in the Secret Palace, you are breaking the rules of the door." Mu Qinghan's tone became even colder.

"You can eat rice but you can't talk nonsense. Who saw it?"

"you....."

"Come, I'll come."

Before Mu Qinghan finished speaking, he was interrupted by a person behind him.

It was Zhao Yun who woke up and jumped out of the river. He didn't say a word of nonsense and went straight to Wei Zhan.

"Ji Hen, this is the Secret Palace."

Seeing Zhao Yun's arrival, Wei Zhandun was timid and took a step back subconsciously.

Zhao Yun said nothing, his body was like a ghost.

Snapped!

The applause that followed was very loud.

Although Wei Zhan was the true story, Zhao Yun looked more terrifying and slapped him in the face with a palm.

"You..." Wei Zhan Lei Ting was furious.

He was a sneak peek, and this one is better... it was obvious.

"Call, I let you call."

Zhao Yun deceived him and slapped his domineering side.

With this palm, Wei Zhan's face was directly symmetrical.

Not over yet.

Like Wei Zhang, how can he miss three consecutive throws.

The three roars were so pleasing to the ears, and Wei Zhuo directly fell into a half body.

"You... how dare you ignore the door rules."

Wei Zhan opened his mouth, and the blood was constantly flowing when he said something.

If it weren't for the first opportunity and too late to make a move, how could it be so tragically defeated.

"Noisy." Zhao Yun raised his hand another palm.

Wei Zhang fainted on the spot, and his distorted face was even more painful and angry.

After three consecutive falls, it's not just about bloating, and it hurts all over the body.

"Let you not have eyes."

Zhao Yun cursed, he was already in charge.

The so-called underhand, is to wipe out the baby.

No way...Occupational disease.

No matter who is brought down, there seems to be such a process.

Looking at his technique, he has become a lot more adept, and the treasures he can take are absolutely not welcome.

Mu Qinghan looked at it and twitched the corner of his mouth.

Just say it! Her younger brother is versatile.

"What's wrong."

"Where is the boom."

The disciples nearby came one by one.

Seeing this picture, I was taken aback for a moment, how **** it was!

Is that Wei Zhang?

Is that Ji Hen?

Was Wei Zhang crippled by a fall?

Is Ji Hen taking advantage of the fire?

Under the attention of all the people, Zhao Yun has got up and tied Wei Zhan's five flowers.

After that, I searched for a tree with a crooked neck and hung it on it consciously.

He kept his hands.

If it weren't for Mu Qinghan's presence, Wei Zheng would be fine.

Even so, it was enough for Wei Zhan to feel uncomfortable. Don't lie down for ten and a half months, don't even think about getting out of bed.

"Fighting is forbidden in the secret palace, Ji Hen... you are too much."

I don't know who drank it, his tone was awe-inspiring.

Don't think that if you win the first place, you can ignore the rules. Does the emperor commit crimes with the common people?

Soon, another one was hung on the crooked neck tree.

Now, the audience is silent.

At this time, the disciples who were still looking for a sense of existence also died down.

According to Zhao Yun's words:

A fist is better than anything for a person who is crooked.

Too many disciples present were restless, and were hung up with two chickens...showed to the monkey.

"Come back home."

Zhao Yun clapped his hands and greeted Mu Qinghan.

Mu Qinghan coughed and hurriedly followed.

This whole, she is more like a younger sister, and Ji Hen... is more like a big brother.

"His master, I'm afraid he won't be kind." Mu Qinghan said.

"He made the shot first." Zhao Yun shrugged.

Big deal... I'll be hanged by Yunyan again.

Anyway, the mopping up baby won't be returned.

This is...professional ethics, once the baby is in his pocket, no one will give it.

"Be low-key." Mu Qinghan let out a dry laugh.

"Understood." Zhao Yun smiled and took off his shoes.

After comprehending the Earth Spirit Curse for three days, he has acquired some essence.

If not for the artistic conception dissipated, he will continue to comprehend.

Not to mention, taking off the two shoes and walking barefoot on the ground, I feel the thickness of the earth, warm and gentle, and run the pirated mentality of the show, and there is a trace of the earth's power, submerged in his feet, like The wisps of clear spring poured into his body, and he felt a refreshing sensation of limbs, skeletal organs, internal organs, and odd meridians and eight meridians.

"The power of the earth... really is mysterious." Zhao Yun muttered.

The pirated mental method is a pirated earth spirit curse, which is not comparable to a spiritual woman.

That is authentic.

However, he was not in a hurry.

The essence has already been obtained, and it will need more training in the future. If this method is to refine the realm and stand on the ground, it will have endless power. I'm afraid that no one will consume energy. Naturally, Daxia Longfei is not included in this list. The true energy of the nine-tailed fairy fox is extremely majestic, and it is absolutely crushed by strength.

"Little Junior Brother, you..."

Mu Qinghan was stunned and looked at Zhao Yun's feet in confusion.

If you don’t wear shoes and walk barefoot, are you not afraid of getting your feet stuck?

"Be down-to-earth." Zhao Yun's response was earnest.

Indeed, very grounded, walking barefoot on the ground, feeling the kindness of the earth.

Mu Qinghan laughed dryly. Everyone said that the younger brother was not normal. Now she is a little believer.

"Xuantian Mind Method." Here, Zhao Yun has packed an ancient scroll.

"This is too expensive." Mu Qinghan hurriedly shrugged off, this is a heavenly technique.

"Family don't be so polite, put it away quickly, don't be seen by others." Zhao Yun smiled.

Mu Qinghan couldn't help but put it away in a hurry.

The cultivation technique of the heavenly rank can't be known from the outside, it is very likely to cause murder.

"Thank you." Mu Qinghan smiled sweetly.

The junior brother is really nice, precious as a soldier's crystal of purple tears.

Now, it's another Heaven-Rank Cultivation Technique, and she was the first time she saw such a generous person.

"I said, why doesn't he wear shoes!"

"The brain is not normal, do you still expect him to dare to do normal things?"

"You are really good at cursing."

Lu met a lot of disciples, and saw Zhao Yun's bare feet when he traveled far away.

There is a lot of discussion, and the eyes are strange, really have no money to buy shoes? No way!

Even the two old men guarding the secret mansion... both raised their eyebrows.

Especially the black old man, he still wants to get together for research.

Seeing it, Zhao Yun was shocked, dragging Mu Qinghan to smoke and rushing over. The old black man didn't care about hygiene, and the man who had his beard and the smell of smelly feet wanted to cry.

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There are chapters to come later.

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