Rebirth: Holding on to the golden thigh and showing off

Under the strong persuasion of Xiao Miaomiao and Liu Yulin, Yan Meng lowered the volume of the suona by one twentieth.

The two of them nodded in satisfaction, and slowly the sounds of the flute and the piano joined the sounds of the suona. It was a pity that the power of "sound killing" was not exerted at all.

The blade disappeared without even touching the stone.

"Ah, this sound killing is too difficult!" Yan Meng was so tired that she lay on the ground.

She was breathing heavily, her forehead was covered with sweat, and her cheeks were sore from blowing for so long.

"We haven't mastered the methods and techniques yet." Xiao Miaomiao also rubbed her cheeks, frowned slightly, and a hint of helplessness appeared on her face.

She felt that she had tried her best, but she could never achieve the desired results.

How can we improve it?

"Our spiritual energy is too dispersed. If we want the sound killing to exert greater power, we must compress the spiritual energy so that it can fly farther and be more powerful." Xiao Miaomiao expressed her thoughts.

After hearing this, Yan Meng and Liu Yuling expressed their agreement.

They both realized that in order to successfully perform "Sound Killing", they not only needed to improve their skills in playing musical instruments, but also had to better control the spiritual energy in their bodies.

So, the three people from Lehua Palace began to try various methods to improve their ability to control spiritual energy.

After continuous practice and exploration, they finally found some effective techniques.

As time went by, the three people's progress became more and more obvious. They could already fly to the edge of the stone, and some could even cause damage to the stone.

However, none of the three were satisfied with this, it was far from enough.

They all know that only by constantly breaking through themselves can they truly master the essence and power of "sound killing" and look forward to that day.

I believe Lehua Palace will get better and better.

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Disciples from other sects also learn swordsmanship, magic, elixirs, and poison pills that suit them with the help of the Wanli Snow Mountain Secret Realm...

Everyone is making progress slowly.

Time flies by quickly, and the days pass by like a flash.

The Wanli Snow Mountain Secret Realm kicked people out one after another, except for Xuan Qingli, Yu Wei and Bingyao who remained in the secret realm to absorb spiritual energy.

They fell directly into the underground river without any preparation, and the cold water made everyone shiver.

The elders of each sect had already regained consciousness, and the disciples finally came out.

"It's so cold!" Yang Qirui shivered. This secret realm in the thousands of miles of snow-capped mountains let him out without saying a word.

He was shocked, but thinking about the pill recipes, he forgave the secret realm of Wanli Snow Mountain.

The moment Fu Changqing fell into the water, he grabbed Xiao Miaomiao tightly. He wrapped Xiao Miaomiao with spiritual energy to prevent her from catching a cold, and swam to the shore with her.

Because of taboos, you cannot fly in the underground river.

"Miao...Senior Sister Miaomiao." Yan Meng once again watched Fu Changqing take Senior Sister Xiao Miaomiao away, her heart filled with loss and helplessness.

This bad guy always shows up at the critical moment.

After looking around in the underground river, Youming did not see the figure of the Buddhist disciple Xuan Qingli. It seemed that he had not yet come out of the secret realm of Wanli Snow Mountain.

The others could only swim back to the shore slowly by themselves. The leaders of each sect had already been waiting on the shore, and they were very pleased to see that their disciples' strength had increased.

It turned out that the elders’ waiting time of more than two years was not in vain.

"It seems that you have made great gains." Elder Mingxiang saw at a glance that the Buddha's light on Yuanyin, Yuanming and Yuanmo was becoming brighter and brighter.

It seems that he made the right decision to come to the secret realm of Wanli Snow Mountain this time, and he also found a lot of medicinal herbs.

A win-win outcome for everyone.

"Elder Mingxiang, have you seen anyone from the Supervisory Council?" Yuan Mo looked around and did not see the figure of the Buddhist disciple Xuan Qingli. He felt a little disappointed.

"It seems like he's gone." Elder Mingxiang's attention was all on his own disciples, and he really didn't pay any attention to other people.

Yuan Mo could only leave a message to the Buddhist disciple Xuan Qingli in a hidden place, and he didn't know whether it would be seen.

Maybe when he returns to the Buddhist sect he will be able to see the Buddhist disciple Xuan Qingli. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile foolishly.

"Yuan Mo, why are you grinning like an idiot?" Yuan Yin had already noticed that something was wrong with Yuan Mo.

He had seen Yuan Mo secretly observing the people from the Supervisory Council before. Now that he had left the secret realm, he immediately asked the people from the Supervisory Council. No one would believe him if he said there was nothing.

Yuan Mo quickly put away his smile, shook his head without saying anything. Yuan Yin was smart, and if he spoke, he would definitely notice something from the clues.

Silence is golden now.

Yuan Yin frowned, but he did not continue to ask. Yuan Mo was a stubborn person. He would say what he wanted to say, but it would be useless to ask more when he didn't want to say it.

But what is Yuan Mo hiding?

"Did the secret realm give you any magic or treasures?" The elder of Fulongmen was not shy at all. He pulled his disciple Zeng Fanjiang and asked anxiously.

This secret realm of the thousands of miles of snow-capped mountains is not often opened, so there must be many, many treasures inside.

"I only have body skills and martial arts, nothing else." Zeng Fanjiang told the truth. This secret realm of thousands of miles of snow-capped mountains really didn't give him any souvenirs.

He was also wondering, even a small secret realm should have some spirit stones or something like that.

With the beginning of Fulongmen, many disciples have been saying that the Wanli Snow Mountain Secret Realm is stingy. They saw no medicinal herbs, jade artifacts, corpses, or poisonous insects at all.

The things in the secret realm can only be looked at but not taken, which is a torture for them.

The elders had never expected that the Wanli Snow Mountain Secret Realm would be such a stingy secret realm.

They also understand that money is just an external thing.

The most important thing is one's own cultivation. With the skills and techniques, one can take one's own sect to a higher level.

Therefore, the elders of each sect decided to lead their disciples back to the sect immediately. The rich spiritual energy on each person was constantly reminding them that they were about to break through.

The sect is undoubtedly the safest and most suitable place to experience thunder tribulation.

Everyone quickly left the snow-capped mountains.

Youyou fell behind at the end, walking slowly.

He only saw two elders from the Supervisory Council coming out, but did not see the figure of the Buddhist disciple Xuan Qingli. He thought that the Buddhist disciple should still be in the secret realm.

I had originally been thinking of waiting for the Buddhist disciple Xuan Qingli to come out and walk together for a while.

It seems that it is no longer possible now. The spiritual energy in Youyou's body can no longer be suppressed. He has to go back to the sect to break through. He probably doesn't know when he will see the Buddhist disciple Xuan Qingli next time.

"Young Sect Master?" The elder of the Netherworld Sect wondered why his young sect master was walking so slowly. Did he not want to leave?

"Let's go." Youyou knew that he couldn't stay outside any longer in his situation, so he could only wait until the time came to go to the Buddhist sect to get the Soul-Seeking Flower.

The footprints of everyone going down the mountain were soon covered by the wind and snow.