I am an ancestor in Wanjie

Chapter 41
This pattern combines modern sketching techniques, lifelike, just like a real person.

He lowered his head and glanced at the wear condition of the sword tip, and with the power of Ziji Hunyuan Gong, the wear speed has been reduced a lot.

Thinking that there are still dozens of kung fu to be inscribed, he continued to swing his sword.

Eighteen patterns were engraved in one breath, sweat appeared on his forehead, and the true energy in his body was somewhat exhausted.

Jian threw the discarded sword aside, and Yang Chen began to meditate to recover.

An hour later, his strength was full, and his brows were filled with purple energy, and he was completely recovered.

He picked up the sword and waved it casually, leaving white marks in the air.

"After engraving a lot on the stone, I didn't expect my swordsmanship to become much sharper and more flexible."

Yang Chen felt that he could easily engrave characters and draw pictures on people.

...

Here, after Linghu Chong went down the mountain, Tian Boguang felt a little lonely.

After staying for a few days, he came to bid farewell to Yang Chen: "Senior, I will go down the mountain to continue to punish evil and promote good, and complete the tasks for next month ahead of schedule."

"The old man gave you a new task, complete it, you can rest for half a year."

Yang Chen looked at Chaoyang with deep eyes.

"What mission?"

Tian Boguang pinched his orchid fingers and supported his waist.

"Go to West Lake Meizhuang to save someone."

Yang Chen had a deep meaning. The merger of the Five Sacred Sects would most likely alarm the Demon Cult.

In order to prevent the Demon Sect from making trouble, Linghu Chong had to find something for the Demon Sect.

We Xing, the former director of the teaching who was trapped by Dongfang Bubai in West Lake Meizhuang, must be released, so that the Demon Cult can fight among themselves first.

At the same time, this Ren Woxing is a top expert, and he was released to prepare for his side mission.

Tian Boguang looked at the former expert: "Who are you going to save?"

"Let me do it."

Yang Chen spat out a name flatly.

Tian Boguang's movements of scratching his head and posing froze, his rosy lips parted, his face covered with makeup showed shock, and his eyes still had some fear.

The shadow of a famous tree, the former director of the Demon Sect, Woxing, was more famous than this senior. After all, Feng Qingyang retired a long time ago, and Ren Woxing has been rampant for a long time. It was only in the next year that there was no movement.

Aware of Tian Boguang's uneasiness, Yang Chen comforted: "You don't have to be afraid, your current ability is not inferior to him, even if you are not as good, the gap is not too big."

"I'm so powerful?"

Tian Boguang is not too confident.

"Otherwise, why did Lin Yuantu defeat the invincible opponents of the underworld with his evil swordsmanship?"

Yang Chen chuckled: "This evil sword technique is the best skill in the world. You are lucky enough to learn it. In addition, you have a good foundation. After practicing, you will naturally improve by leaps and bounds. Now you can be regarded as a top master."

Hearing the evaluation, Tian Boguang felt relieved.

"Go, outsmart as much as possible, don't force your way, otherwise, no matter how skilled you are, you will be afraid of being tricked and beaten by the authorities."

Yang Chen waved his hand.

Tian Boguang nodded, took two steps, and stopped: "Is it over after saving him? Do you want to tell him that you always ordered him?"

"I don't need it for now, come back after saving you, and then participate in the Five Sacred Sect Ceremony."

Yang Chen is not in a hurry to reveal this matter for the time being, after all, his relationship with the Demon Cult is too deep and it is easy to cause people to gossip.

"Yes, this junior will go down the mountain to the West Lake."

Tian Boguang turned around and turned into a phantom to leave.

Half a month later, West Lake Plum Village.

After Tian Boguang dispatched the four friends of Meizhuang guarding this place to solve the problem, there was a duck-like cry in the dungeon.

"Let me do whatever I want, just call me back."

Tian Boguang shouted into the dark dungeon.

A man with disheveled hair opened his eyes. He was wearing a blue shirt, and his face was white because he hadn't seen the sun for a long time, which was a little scary.

"The East is undefeated!"

Ren Woxing subconsciously thought that it was Dongfang Bubai who came looking for him, and roared angrily: "You have the ability to kill this old man, so what's the point of trapping this old man here!"

Tian Boguang was startled, quickly locked on to the target, and clutched his chest: "What's the name, he's not Dongfang Bubai, he's here to save you."

As he said that, the sword light shot out from his hand in an instant, and with two clangs, he opened the cell door.

Ren Woxing also discerned that this was not Dongfang Bubai, but someone else,

Dongfang Bubai uses needles, not swords.

He squinted his eyes: "You are not Dongfang Bubai, who are you, why are you as sissy as him!"

"Why do you ask so many questions, as long as you know that they are here to save you."

Tian Boguang didn't want to be remembered by this demon, with a flash of the sword in his hand, the shackles that restrained him were also broken.

"Mission complete, goodbye."

Tian Boguang put away his sword and prepared to leave.

"No, your way is very similar to Dongfang Bubai, who are you!"

Ren Woxing's face turned cold, and he directly slapped Tian Boguang with his palm.

The latter dodged in a flash, and said angrily: "Why are you like this, you are saving you, and you are still attacking him?"

"Yin-yang weird energy, courting death!"

Ren Woxing's face darkened, he turned his palms into claws, and continued to pursue.

But a cold light came first, Ren Woxing hastily withdrew his claws, a part of his sleeve was cut off, but his other hand had already been struck.

Bang!
Tian Boguang had no choice but to face Ren Woxing's palm, and a strong air wave exploded, creating a gust of wind.

Both of them retreated, Tian Boguang took one step, and let me take three steps.

Ren Woxing's eyes shrank, such a pure internal force, his star-absorbing method unexpectedly couldn't absorb it.

"Master Ren really has profound skills, and he can still maintain it after being trapped here for many years. I admire you."

Tian Boguang smiled coquettishly: "I don't want to fight with you, there will be a period later."

After speaking, he turned into a gust of wind and left straight away.

Ren Woxing didn't chase after him anymore, he was trapped for many years, he was not at the peak, and this weirdo's strength is not low, even when he was in his prime, it would be difficult to stay.

"Who is this monster, a newcomer in the Jianghu?"

Ren Woxing muttered, feeling a little more apprehensive.

Tian Boguang left Meizhuang, shook his hands: "This old devil is still so powerful, let him out, then Dongfang Bubai will have a headache."

He smiled gloatingly, and looked around: "Before going back, go and play with Brother Linghu."

Not half a month after Tian Boguang rescued Ren Woxing, Yue Buqun went up the mountain to tell Yang Chen the news of the Demon Cult's infighting.

He rejoiced and said: "Fortunately, Ren Woxing got out of trouble. Now that the Devil's Cult is fighting among themselves, it probably won't be able to bring any trouble to our Five Sacred Sect Grand Ceremony."

"It's just... the other major sects are staring at Dugu Nine Swords, making excuses many times to learn, and the juniors are a bit uncomfortable to refuse."

Yang Chen, who was engraving a boxing method, threw away the sword in his hand after hearing it, and said to the cave: "Zhongze, how are you doing?"

Ning Zhong, who looked like a young woman, walked out and bowed gracefully: "I barely wrote it down."

"Enough, let's go down the mountain. If you want to learn Dugu Nine Swords in the future, if you are in your generation, you must persist under your sword for at least ten rounds to learn a style. Every ten rounds you persist, you You can learn one more style."

Yang Chen made a request: "For the younger generation, let Chong'er be the standard."

"This strategy is very clever. Dugu Nine Swords is the ultimate swordsmanship. If you don't have enough strength, you can't learn it. With this standard, it can block most people."

Yue Buqun applauded.

"That's it, you can handle it yourself."

Yang Chen waved his hand and told the two to leave.

Looking at the rows of steles, Yang Chen felt that it would be really difficult to inscribe so many steles before the grand ceremony, and his current skill is still not enough.

"Let's improve a little bit, the achievement value has accumulated a lot of people recently."

Look at the total achievement value.

7242 points!
It happens to be able to enhance the power of the 60-year Ziji Hunyuan Kungfu.

Adding the previous 40 years, it is a hundred years of skill.

In Ningzhong, he and Linghu Chong went down the mountain, but Linghu Chong and Tian Boguang were not there, and he was alone.

He immediately started the krypton gold road, and after spending 7200 points, his skill increased for 60 years.

Successfully reached a hundred years of skill!

The amount of zhenqi in his body more than doubled, and a powerful air current was released, causing his clothes to swell and his hair to fly.

call!
The purple air flow rushed out of Yang Chen's head like wolf smoke, forming a circle of air waves, causing the mountain wind to turbulent.

(End of this chapter)