There was a bell full of copper rust in the deepest part of Jianlu. This bell never rang again after the day after the establishment of the Jianlu sect. It was not until a letter from Northern Qi sent a letter seven days ago, and the sword in the small pond cut the water in the sky with one sword. The bell rang for seven days.

Jianlu's disciples who like to be lazy in their swords practice will never be lazy again. Every sword they use as if they have all their strength until they are exhausted, and then sit on the ground to rest, waiting to continue to draw the sword when they have the strength.

This way, you can't practice any invincible sword technique in this way. This is to vent your injustice and anger in your heart.

Seven days ago, news came from Northern Qi that the uncle of the junior master died in a duel with a mysterious master. The uncle of the junior master is so powerful, who can kill him? Who else can be there except Ku He?

However, the master ordered the people in Jianlu not to act rashly. Who will avenge the little master's uncle?

Of course, no one has seen them before, but in recent years they have been accustomed to Jianlu having a mysterious uncle, and since Jianlu has been established, they have always revenged their grudges.

The poolside in front of the thatched hut was already gone, and the fish inside turned into flesh and blood and melted into the mud seven days ago under the terrifying sword. Sigujian was still sitting there, and behind him, there were twelve ninth-grade masters from the sword hut kneeling.

The second-generation disciples of Jianlu looked similar to those of the third-generation disciples who practiced swords. Even Li Bohua, the oldest and best-selling Jianlu Erlang, also had obvious anger on his face.

"Master, you said that the sword in Jianlu cannot bend." The person who spoke was Yun Zhilan, the sword hut he picked up by Ye Qi. It was the first time he saw Ye Qi jump out of his cradle and running all over the mountains. He still found it difficult to accept the news from Northern Qi after seven days.

Sigu Jian looked at him and asked coldly: "When did I say that Jianlu's sword can be bent?"

Yun Zhilan looked at his master and said unwillingly: "Why don't Master let the disciples of Jianlu come out of the mountain? Why are you just sitting here? Master, are you afraid of Kuhe?"

Sigujian waved his hand, and the invisible true energy spread on Yun Zhilan's chest. Yun Zhilan was hit hard. His body flipped in the air a few times, then fell to the ground and spit out blood.

"When did I ever be afraid of Kuhe, and you, what did you do when I look at me like this? If you want to avenge Xiao Zi Ye, you should practice swords well. When will it reach his level, I will allow you to leave."

At the same time, a carriage drove to the foot of the low mountain. The driver who was driving in front of the car was the great disciple of Qingshan, Lang Tao.

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The back mountain of Qingshan is the forbidden area of ​​Tianyidao. Except for Kuhe who can step on foot, no disciple without instructions is allowed to step on foot. A few years ago, the disciples of Tianyidao could not bear to walk in curiously. Then, after being cut off by Bai Shen, who was guarding the forbidden area, with extremely cold blood and cruelty, no one dared to have the slightest curiosity about the forbidden area.

There is no devil suppression in the forbidden area, nor is there any rare treasure secrets hidden in the world. There is only a high cliff. There is no other broken temple with a strange shape on the high cliff.

Kuhe usually understands the way of heaven here.

Seven days ago.

"You..." Haitang pushed open the temple door and saw the person lying on the recliner and wrapped in bandages in the yard of the temple. He didn't know what to say.

After that rainy day, she stayed in the palace. An hour ago she received an order from her senior brother Bai Shen to go to the forbidden area to repair the temple. She returned to Qingshan and learned that the master and the eldest brother had just left and went to Dongyi City. Then she entered the forbidden area and pushed open the temple gate and saw the man.

"Don't look at me like this. Now I'm far away from death, but I'm still very close. Ku He said he's leaving because he has something to do. I thought he wanted to starve me to death in your forbidden land of Tianyidao."

"I'm very hungry. Just cook some rice and cook some porridge. By the way, I can't move, you still have to feed me."

Haitang still watched him not speak until a long time later, and went to the kitchen outside the temple.

But after a while, Haitang walked out with a bowl of porridge, took a bench and sat next to Ye Qi, and then took a spoon to scoop the porridge and handed it to Ye Qi's mouth that was exposed outside the bandage.

The rice porridge in the spoon is full of fragrance, but it is steaming. If you just eat it, it should be very hot.

Ye Qi suppressed the hunger coming from his belly and said, "How can I drink this porridge so hot, so why not drink it if I don't blow it cold?"

Haitang put the spoon back into the bowl, glared at Ye Qi lying on the bandage and said, "If you don't want to starve to death, just talk well. I'll remind you that I can beat you up at any time now."

Ye Qi was silent and then looked out of the sky.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Haitang took the spoon and scooped some white porridge again. However, compared to when she was feeding the porridge, she endured the shame in her heart and blew a few times.

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After eating the porridge made from begonia, Ye Qi felt the comfort feeling coming from his belly. After defeating the temple messenger, he felt better for the first time.

He did break through to the Grand Master that day, but he also paid a very heavy price for it. Because of his potential and excessive squandering of qi and blood, it was difficult for the exhausted true qi in his body to recover in a short period of time. The broken bones were not only his arms and back, but almost all of his body were intact.

Later, he was taken to the forbidden land of Tianyi. Kuhe used his true energy as his hand to thrust his bones one by one. This feeling was like two knives piercing his body and stirring him. Lingchi Qiandao's pain was nothing more than that.

Although his will is stronger than many people in this world, after experiencing the pain, how can he feel good after lying on a recliner like a useless person now?

"I thought you were dead." Haitang said with the bowl on the stone table in the yard.

Ye Qi blinked a few times, recalled the battle with the man in a commoner, and said, "I thought I was dead, but I have always had good luck. Kuhe is a good person. I am willing to use a body of true energy to save me with your Tianyi."

Haitang snorted coldly and said, "Then I have to ask the uncle to remember the affection of his family teacher."

"I have always known how to be grateful. I remember you used a sword before?"

Haitang nodded, then looked at him in confusion and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I will teach you a set of sword techniques, of course it may not be a sword technique. It will be very powerful when combined with your Tianyidao's mental technique."

Haitang asked, "Is this your gratitude?"
Chapter completed!