Song Yunge went to the steps of the pavilion and clasped his fists: "I have met senior, junior Song Yunge in Tianyue Mountain!"

"Of Tianyue Mountain..." the middle-aged man said lazily: "Why did you see me like a mouse or a cat?"

Tianyue Mountain and Wulianghai are opposite, and there seems to be no grudge with Yuntian Palace.

Song Yunge smiled: "The seniors are so charming, but the juniors are ashamed of themselves."

"Haha..." the middle-aged man chuckled and said, "The charm is striking..."

He shook his head and said, "Are you from Daluo City?"

Song Yunge said: "We just came out of Daluo City and were ordered to go back to the mountain. I didn't expect to meet my senior, but I haven't asked for the senior's name yet!"

"Chu Nanya." The middle-aged man said lightly.

Song Yunge suddenly realized: "No wonder!"

Song Yunge turned his head and smiled, "Senior Sister Chu, your family, Chu Nanya, the beautiful Baiyun scholar, is indeed not as good as meeting!"

Chu Xiaoyun looked at Song Yunge strangely.

She always thought that Song Yunge was tall and proud of the cliff, and she was always rude, but she didn't expect that she would have this side.

Chu Nanya didn't know Song Yunge's habits. Seeing him like this, he nodded quite satisfied, especially Song Yunge is a disciple of Tianyue Mountain. He still admires him so much and feels particularly accomplished.

If he had changed his disciple from Yuntian Palace, his admiration would not have caused any turmoil.

"What's wrong with Daluo City?" Chu Nanya asked slackenedly: "How is Tianmei recently?"

Song Yunge said: "Senior, are you going to Daluo City?"

"I just passed by, I won't go in." Chu Nanya shook his head and said, "Da Luo City is too aggrieved and I don't want to see that girl's face!"

When he thought of Zhou Lingshu, his face suddenly became gloomy.

The same Sword Marquis, his heat is deeper and not far from the peak.

However, Zhou Lingshu was still not dry, but he was above him because he was in charge of the Heaven-Superior Order. He was frustrated no matter how he thought about it.

So I didn't suffer the anger until I had no choice.

"Tianmei is rampant recently!" Song Yunge showed a heavy expression and shook his head and said, "The Xuanwu Guard is getting more and more lazy, and he actually lets Tianmei sneak in, coming and going freely, and the city wall is useless!"

Chu Nanya snorted: "It's really worse than the next generation!"

Song Yunge said: "That's true. If this continues, I'm worried that Tianmei will invade on a large scale, or even attack the city!"

"Hmm-?" Chu Nanya looked at him solemnly.

Song Yunge said solemnly: "The Xuanwu Guard is so lazy, and Tianmei is free to enter and exit. He knows the background of Daluo City and knows himself and his enemy. How could Tianmei not have the idea of ​​siege?"

"...It makes sense!" Chu Nanya said: "You guy has a bit of a sense of crisis!"

Song Yunge shook his head: "Senior Chu was too rewarded, maybe I was worried about it!"

Chu Nanya said: "You must be careful. When I return to the palace, I will mention a word and remind you, OK, you can go."

Song Yunge smiled and said, "It's rare to see a senior respectful face. It's better to ask seniors for advice."

"Hmm-?" Chu Nanya laughed and said, "Do you want me to give me some advice?"

Song Yunge looked serious: "The sword technique of Yuntian Palace is awesome, but unfortunately I have never had the chance to experience it in the city."

"You kid, you will climb up the pole." Chu Nanya shook his head and smiled: "I am not from your Tianyue Mountain."

"I am really a disciple of Tianyue Mountain, and I don't want to ask for advice." Song Yunge pulled out the Snow Sword and his expression gradually became solemn: "Senior, be careful!"

"Come on!" Chu Nanya lowered his legs and floated out of the pavilion. The long sword at his waist turned into cold lightning and shot towards Song Yunge.

It’s nothing to give a few words to this tactful boy, anyway, it’s impossible to secretly learn the sword technique of Yuntian Palace.

Song Yunge waved his sword to meet him, and the swords and swords immediately intersected.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding..."

"Good boy, I have some skills!" Chu Nanya was surprised. Unexpectedly, Song Yunge arrived at the sword master realm, and his sword skills were not limited to Tianyue Mountain sword techniques, and he actually integrated into various schools.

He immediately realized that when he saw him, he offered advice. It would be the same when he met others, so he was able to understand all kinds of schools.

He felt that the Sword Saint was not as good as Song Yunge in his discussion of the exquisiteness of swordsmanship.

The appreciation was even stronger, and he immediately stepped up his sword and spoke endlessly like the clouds of the sky and the river, forcing Song Yunge to exude all his potential.

Song Yunge groped in the sword technique of Yuntian Palace. Compared with the Ziyang Divine Sword, the sword technique of the two schools has similarities.

They are all based on fast speed and strong strength, and do not care about ingenuity, and pursue one force to reduce ten goals.

Song Yunge even had a strange idea, and the two sects seemed to be the same source.

"Ding..." Shuxue Jian swung high and was about to take off his hand.

Song Yunge then retreated, clasped his fists and said, "It turns out that he is worthy of being a beautiful scholar in Baiyun. Senior Chu is a master of swordsmanship. I admire him!"

"You boy is not bad either." Chu Nanya waved his hand and said, "But it is not enough to pursue exquisiteness. In this world, the realm is still the most respected."

Song Yunge nodded with emotion: "I've been taught, Senior Chu, let's say goodbye!"

"Go." Chu Nanya showed a look of praise on his face.

Song Yunge gave a deep bow, pulled Chu Xiaoyun away, and disappeared at the end of the official road in the blink of an eye.

As soon as Song Yunge left his vision, his speed suddenly accelerated, just like a whistling wind.

Chu Xiaoyun could feel his fear: "Junior brother, it seems he doesn't know, why run so fast."

"I don't know now, it's impossible that I'll never know it." Song Yunge shook his head: "Uncle Luo won't beat him!"

Chu Xiaoyun was surprised.

Song Yunge nodded solemnly.

His speed is getting faster and faster, and the red robe is close to his body, running at the maximum speed regardless of the huge consumption.

Sometimes it is against the treetops, sometimes it is on the surface of huge rocks, or it is directly crossing the river, and it runs for more than a hundred miles in one breath before it slows down.

The two stopped on the top of a mountain.

Sitting to the edge of the cliff, the strong wind blew on my face.

Looking at the layers of white clouds, Song Yunge breathed a sigh of relief.

Chu Xiaoyun looked at the white clouds in confusion.

Song Yunge closed his eyes and comprehended the Sutra of Nobirth again.

Recite silently over and over again, your mind is as calm as water, and then you can understand the meaning of the scriptures and study them carefully.

When the mind is calm, the god is also calm, and the light of spirit flashes, and I understand one scripture after another from time to time.

After one verse is understood, they shine in their minds and are lit by golden light, and their brilliant light is no less than the talisman of the soul refining the gods.

Every scripture was lit up, and there were a total of sixty scriptures, and he had already lit up more than half of them.

This kind of progress made him very happy, and he didn't expect that he would be so compatible with the Sutra of Nobirth.

One sentence after another made him unable to stop. The more he comprehended the truth, the more he felt the profoundness of the No Birth Sutra.

Because it involves the subtlety of the spirit, it is in line with the psychology and neurology he learned in his previous life.

The integration of knowledge from the two worlds made him deeply feel the same as the Wusheng Sutra and comprehend very quickly.

One sentence after another, and in a while, more than a dozen sentences appeared, reaching forty-two sentences.

More than a hundred golden characters shone brightly in my mind, making the Ten Thousand Souls Refining Talismans pale.

He suddenly frowned.

His hard work suddenly floated, causing him to give him a warning, and turned his head and said, "Senior Sister, we have to keep running!"

"Um--?"

"He is chasing us!"

"So fast?"

Song Yunge shook his head: "I'm not lucky, I have to eat me this time!"
Chapter completed!