Eternal Gate

Yunfeng is gone.

Yun Yan put one hand on Zhao Yun's shoulder and wiped out the remaining coercion for Zhao Yun.

"Thank you, Master." Zhao Yun rubbed his arm.

"I'm so clever on weekdays, I don't know how to call people today." Yun Yan whispered, but she opened her eyes for a moment, and she felt Yunfeng's breath, otherwise, the disciples would probably be dead.

"Say it next time."

Zhao Yun smiled, there was a reason why he didn't shout.

At that moment, he was hesitating whether to fight or not. Before he had made a decision, the master appeared on the stage. He was really strong! There was also the warning-like threat, which sounded quite pleasant at the moment. His master was still good to him. As for Yunfeng, he continued to die as always.

"Keep this bell away, and ring it in case of crisis."

Yunyan brushed his hand, and a small green bell appeared in his hand.

She is like a big sister who actually hangs Zhao Yun around her neck herself.

"Actually, it can be hung on the waist." Zhao Yun coughed dryly.

Such a small bell, hung around his neck, at first glance, has a pug's sense of sight, like a jingle everywhere.

Yun Yan was amused, and took the letter back to the attic.

Zhao Yun looked at Bell, then turned back to the room.

Yang Feng's sword was taken out. It was really a good sword. It was cast with special mysterious iron.

He sacrificed thunder and lightning, tempered from the inside out, and also used some purple tears.

After doing this, I was focused on restoring my pupil power. The medicinal effect of the Sky Eye Spirit Juice was still very good. Before night fell, my pupil power had become more and more proficient.

Pupil power is exhausted, continue to replenish.

Jingle Bell!

When night really fell, a crisp sound came from Zhao Yun's room.

It's the little emerald bell, and someone is also bored and shakes it hard.

Yun Yan really came, glanced at Zhao Yun, and looked bad.

Zhao Yun smiled, "Let me see if it makes sense."

Facts have proved that the thief works well.

However, he was also beaten for this.

Wen Jing's master is still very fierce.

At night, Zhao Yun ate dinner, and then retracted into the room. At this point, he was still smearing his nosebleeds. He didn't know whether it was overnutrition or the master beat him too hard. It's better not to shake the little bell.

"Don't be lazy."

Zhao Yun made a clone again and continued to cast parts.

And he focused on restoring pupil power.

The sky-eye blinking technique, after more tempering, is still very effective. After several exercises, it has gained a bit of truth, but it has to continue to practice. What he wants is to be accurate to every inch.

In this way, fighting against people in the future, a sword is a lore.

Squeak!

In the dead of night, I suddenly heard the door creaking.

It was Yunyan's door. When Zhao Yun looked through the gap in the window, Yunyan had gradually walked away.

Sleepwalking again.

Zhao Yun closed his eyes, sneaked out of the attic, and followed all the way.

The master treated him well, but I don’t want Yunyan to go wrong in his sleepwalking, for example, walking and planting from a mountain, such a high mountain, even at the top of the ground, can fall into a hemiplegia, mainly unconscious state, not sacrificed. True yuan body protector, no one feels bad for falling.

Mu Qinghan usually does things like this.

Since that day, after Yunyan sleepwalked to Zhao Yun's room, she basically watched every night.

Every time Yunyan went out, she followed silently, and she did not dare to wake up, for fear of the master's backlash.

Now, Mu Qinghan is in retreat, and he has to do it.

Yunyanlian fluttered, reflecting a touch of moonlight, and it was quite dreamy.

She went to the depths hidden by the bamboo forest, where there was a Wang Lingchi.

When Zhao Yun saw this, he couldn't help coughing dryly. If his expectation is correct, the master wants to take a shower!

Yun Yan had walked to the poolside and looked back in a flash.

With this look, Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows, and the master's eyes were conscious.

In other words, Yunyan is not sleepwalking.

This is embarrassing.

Followed all the way here, do you think he wants to peep if you don't know?

"Why, it depends on the master taking a shower?"

Yun Yan has closed her eyes, and has taken off a coat.

Zhao Yun let out a dry cough, turned around and disappeared. It wasn't sleepwalking that he said earlier!

Yun Yan burst into laughter, this little apprentice was so interesting.

The next day, before the sky was bright, I saw Yang Feng come to fetch the sword. Zhao Yun tempered his sword. His sword became quite extraordinary. The purple sword aura on the sword body made the sound extremely harsh. After dancing, the sword is quite powerful, and there is a bonus to combat power.

Xu was too surprised, and Yang Feng stuffed Zhao Yun a few bottles of pills.

"Look! This kid is much more reliable than Huang Xie." Su Yu took a sip of wine.

"That's natural." Yang Feng smiled while wiping the sword. He had also asked Huang Xie to temper weapons, but the goods cost 300,000 yuan for their mouths. Since that day, the two have even formed a lot of beams.

Compared with Huang Xie, Zhao Yun is indeed reliable.

The same is tempering. After Zhao Yun's hand, the sword has been transformed. It is replaced by Huang Xie, but without this method, it is nothing to ask for commissions. It is very disgusting to ask for the price. The key is that Huang Xie did not. That way! None of the people who asked him to temper weapons were satisfied.

"How did you get the purple gas on the sword." Su Yu poked Zhao Yun.

Yang Feng also pricked his ears, and wanted to know.

It's too weird to be able to quench the purple sword energy just by tempering the weapon.

Zhao Yun flicked his hand, took out a small piece of Purple Tears Soldier, and took it back in an instant.

Su Yu and Yang Feng saw each other, and looked at each other, "Zi Lei Bing Jing?"

"Don't talk outside." Zhao Yun whispered.

"You kid can do it!" The two sighed and twitched.

Don't look at this inconspicuous goods, there are so many weird things.

With just such a small piece of Purple Tears Soldier Crystal, you can’t find a place to buy it with the money. With this good thing, fools will sell it. No wonder the weapons tempered by Zhao Yun have magical changes. The role of Zi Lei Bing Jing.

Thinking of this, both of them chuckled, and both took a big advantage.

Use Zi Lei Bingjing to temper weapons, and some people are rushing to ask for 300,000 yuan.

Both of them... just a few bottles of pills.

In summary, this kid is really nice.

Yun Yan glanced at the three of them, feeling surprised.

Her little disciple seemed to be well-connected. Only a few days later, she made friends with old disciples Yang Feng, Ziyan, and Su Yu. Not just Su Yu, but Yang Feng and the previous Ziyan. One of the disciples of the Lingguoyuan was a disciple of the Lingdan Pavilion, and there were many disciples who couldn't make friends if they wanted to make friends.

"Ji Hen, I am waiting for you at the performance stage."

Before the meal started, a loud shout was passed to Zizhu Peak.

Someone challenged again, using the sonic secret method, and howling all over the Tianzong.

"Yuan Miao." Yang Feng raised his eyebrows, as if he could hear who it was.

"But I haven't seen that guy for a long time, so I challenged him as soon as I came." Su Yu curled his lips. "He is a good buddy of Huang Xie, and he has a good relationship with Zheng Ming. Most of them are the ghosts of them."

"Don't go, how about you being cruel?"

"The main reason is that they like to use insidious tricks. Many people have suffered."

"Well, including me."

Su Yu and Yang Feng say a word to me, but you don't want Zhao Yun to be beaten up on stage.

Zhao Yun did not answer, but looked at Yunyan.

In fighting and other matters, the master nodded, don't just lift your foot, the hind foot is tied again.

"Run if you can't beat it." Yun Yan whispered softly.

As a master, you shouldn’t be too strict about it. It’s good to find an appropriate time to let the little apprentice have a long memory, so that he won’t want to go down the mountain and do things and get frustrated, and he will be honest in the future.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun is no longer in sight. Whenever he goes back to the martial arts stage, his legs and feet are particularly numb.

As long as it is not a disciple of Chu Wushuang, no one can do it well. After all, disciples of that level seem to disdain to challenge him, according to the dialect of Tianzong: too much worth.

"Really go!"

Both Su Yu and Yang Feng followed, and would take action if necessary.

It’s still a martial arts stage with crowds of people. Many people ran to watch the show without food, and some were awake, putting their hands on the yawn. When someone fights, they run faster than anyone, let alone. , This time the challenge was Zizhufeng’s Ji Hen. After four battles, four people were crippled after falling. They all wanted to know whether Zhao Yun knew about other secret techniques besides the secret technique of throwing people, mainly because he wanted to see Zhao Yun be beaten. .

A new disciple who jumped around was too happy.

Without frustrating his prestige, do you really think there is no one in Tianzong?

"After many days of experience, Yuan Miao is the fourth one."

"I have accumulated a lot of money, and I have advanced in the same period. He should also make a breakthrough."

"Ji Hen doesn't know if he will come."

Before the war started, the foreplay was already full, and there were always talks where people got together, like a vegetable market, walking through the whole day, it seemed to be the busiest place.

On the stands, Yuan Miao stood still, wearing a purple robe and shaking her hair without any wind, and she was born with a magnificent vibe, with wisps of vigorous aura, always showing her solid background.

In the audience, both Huang Xie and Zheng Ming were there.

Su Yu's guess was true, it was these two guys who were playing tricks.

Huang Xie is okay, at least he can stand upright. Zheng Ming came with a cane and suffered three consecutive falls from Zhao Yun. Now he can still stand here. It’s so precious that he didn’t expect to be the boss, but he hoped that Yuan Miao would return. , That has to be the master for him.

For this, they also gave Yuan Miao a lot of money.

In a word, Ji Hen was killed.

Speaking of Ji Hen, Zhao Yun arrived.

When he fought far away, the figure gave way, and even Su Yu and Yang Feng became the target of attention. It is mainly to see Zhao Yun, not knowing whether he can get off the battlefield or not.

"You are Ji Hen?"

Yuan Miao sneered, and took a look, confirming that it was in the real spiritual realm.

Then he is weird, a little true spirit realm can defeat the four remaining Xuanyang realms?

"No more money."

Zhao Yun has stood firm, and this is his purpose, to earn some money, and break a person casually.

"Already prepared." Yuan Miao smiled and pressed down a stack of banknotes.

"readily."

Zhao Yun started to move his wrists. Seeing that this product is not good, he has to fall hard later.

"I can't help myself."

Yuan Miao sneered with a lot of playfulness, a black light burst out from his sleeve, and he was firmly grasped in his hand. When everyone looked at it, they realized that it was a black iron whip, except for the rune portrayed by the whip. surprisingly.

Zhao Yun narrowed his eyes when he saw it.

He had seen that iron whip. It was Wang Zha's iron whip. It was dedicated to fighting spirits. It was here for Yuan Miao.

"It's not too late to beg for mercy at this moment." Yuan Miao's mouth curled slightly.

"You iron whip, where did you come from?" Zhao Yun asked.

"You count that green onion, and you deserve to know it?"

"You can raise." Zhao Yun said calmly, "I win, this iron whip belongs to me."