In the quiet room, Zhao Yao was wearing a red robe, holding the [Five Poisons Chasing Bee Skull] in the forehand, and practicing the close-fitting sword technique in the [Tongming Sword Technique and Notes] stroke by stroke.

Less than three months after marriage, she first experienced men and women's affairs. It was the time to have fun. A sweet smile appeared on the corner of her mouth from time to time. Even her swordsmanship lost her usual sharpness and became extremely powerful.

With a moving heart, he waved his hand to open the door of the quiet room. Qin Siguo walked in from outside, no longer had his usual ties, his face dark, and his decadent look. After entering the door, he walked to his own cushion and sat down. He did not use his skills, but just lowered his head and said nothing.

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Yao sat in his arms, with her long legs wrapped around her lover's waist, staring at his depressed face, and asked.

Qin Siguo was dull for a long time and said, "It's nine layers of Qi training..."

Zhao Yao was silent. The head uncle said the previous time that among the five outer disciples of the eighth level of Qi training, whoever enters the ninth level of Qi training will be promoted to the inner disciple. Seeing that the little husband stayed in the eighth level of Qi training for several years and had not been able to go further, but was brought up by Qi Zhuang, he must be difficult to accept in his heart.

"Qi Zhuang started practicing at the age of 40. She entered the country almost every year, and her speed was similar to that of Uncle Chu. It seems to be unhindered to cultivators with single-born and single-spirited roots. How could we be like..."

While Zhao Yao persuaded Qin Siguo, she felt dim when she thought of her miscellaneous destiny.

"The head uncle is also a single birth, but he has only passed the first threshold for Qi training in his thirties, and has only built a foundation at the age of fifty. Everyone has their own unique ways of becoming a common person. Although you and I have a little spiritual roots, now we have more [Lie Yan Pill] than the two uncles. We have been constantly supplying the [Lie Yan Pill], and we have never made any progress. It is really..."

"Why!"

Qin Siguo's cultivation was not slow when he was young, and his three births and two spiritual roots were not bad. He always regarded himself very high. When the leader appointed his inner disciple for the first time, although he was only ten years old at that time, he could feel that the leader was staying on him for a long time. As a result, he still did not list him as an inner disciple and cried several times on his back. Later, he worked harder, but he was entangled in the second threshold for Qi training for several years. Now he is stagnant before the third threshold for Qi training, so why should he not be in a hurry?

Zhao Yao wanted to persuade him again, but someone came to Jing's room and had to get up to welcome him. However, Luo Xiaoxiao and her husband who knew how to refine swords together came to tell the head uncle to call him to the main hall and participate in the ceremony of Qi Zhuang's promotion to the inner sect.

Mo Jianxin was naturally full of frustration. The two couples were in a bad mood. They dragged their legs and rubbed them step by step to the hall. When they saw that only Qi Zhuang and Qin Weiyu arrived early. Qin Weiyu was being pointed at by Qi Zhuang, and they helped his wife peel fruit skins and massaged their backs. As a monk, they didn’t need to massage their backs, but Qi Zhuang liked to do these things.

Luo Xiaoxiao and Zhao Yao agreed to give her husband a look of "Look at him" which made Qin Siguo and Mo Jianxin even more depressed. They looked at each other and smiled bitterly, and went in and sat down.

There were only three couples in the hall, and the others did not come. When Qi Xiu entered the hall, he held a brief promotion ceremony for Qi Zhuang, and taught Qi Zhuang's sword technique to progress, and threw down a normal version of the [Mingxin Art], forcing her to go back to make up for the way to Mingxin, and do the basics of the practice of [Mingming Sword Art and Notes].

The dates and sticks were added to the jujube, and the complacent heart was extinguished. So he waved his hand and asked her and her husband to go out, leaving the other two couples in the hall. Qin Siguo and others knew that there should be something important, so they cheered up and listened quietly with their ears.

"this……"

Before Qi Xiu exited, hesitated for a while before saying, "I learned the news that the head of the Luo family of Xiushan has died, and now at home."

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The two children in the late stage of Qi training started to fight for the mountain gate. Roche supported one of them, and Naven supported the other, and a battle was inevitable."

"Then we and the Ning family?" Luo Xiaoxiao asked. She even had more secrets than Qin Siguo, Mo Jianxin and Zhao Yao. She understood the key points more clearly and meticulously.

Qi Xiu shook his head, "The Ning family's cohesion is not strong, and it is mostly supported by small sects and casual cultivators. This kind of profit-free dispute is also a matter of the Luo family, and there is no intention or strength to intervene."

"The Luo family envoy is coming soon. At that time, I will express my unoffending and let him ask you directly." Qi Xiu said to Luo Xiaoxiao, "You will follow the advice of the visitor and express your willingness to help, but said that your influence in the door is limited, so you can only bring your husband Jianxin and your friend Siguo Yao'er to help."

Luo Xiaoxiao probably understood Qi Xiu's meaning, which was to use his own Luo family's children to produce a few Qi training disciples, and went to Xiushan on the grounds that relatives and friends helped boxing.

In this way, we will not be completely intimidated with the Naiwen family, and we will also sell the Luo family to face. The basic strategic direction is the same as the Chu Qin Sect, and we will follow the Ning family in major matters and will not offend each family normally.

"This time the Ning family is out of trouble, so the Luo family and the Naiwen family cannot have a big fight. Be careful, safety should be fine. Moreover, you three are stuck on the eighth level of Qi training, so I am very anxious. It's better to go out and find opportunities, don't force yourself to stand out in everything..."

This was the first time Qi Xiu let his disciples go out and participated in the war alone, so how could he feel at ease? He gave his second-level low-level [Five Elements Umbrella] to Mo Jianxin and then let the four of them go out.

Watching Luo Xiaoxiao and four others, after Qi Xiu returned, he was still worried, and finally couldn't help but go to Chu Wuying's quiet room.

...

Above the hall at the top of Xiushan, the black phoenix flag representing the Luo family's legitimate branch was flying high. After all, the Luo family was the landlord. They took the lead in the Naiwen family and took the initiative in this small internal struggle.

Luo Wangsong, a monk in the middle stage of foundation building in Luoshanfang, with white beard and white eyebrows, and slightly fat.

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The old man looked kind and smiled and sent the four Chu and Qin out of the hall.

Watching the four figures disappear into the Yingbin Pavilion, Luo Wangsong changed his face when he turned around and sneered: "This Chu Qin Sect doesn't seem to be the Ning family's best friend..."

"Where did the Ning family get the best friend..."

Another early-stage foundation-building monk in the hall replied disdainfully, "I heard that his head Qi Xiu was the first in Junxuan Mountain to say that he would not follow the Ning family and attack us. This time, Xiaoxiao was allowed to bring people here, just to be afraid of being a fence-bearer, but he was with Luping next to his family."

"Well..." Luo Wangsong proudly stroked his long beard, "The Ning family is full of these sects. It is not worth worrying about the problem of sores and boils. We only focus on the Naiwen family."

"It's better to arrange for the four of them to pull the nails, anyway, other people's children will never die."

The monk in the early stage of foundation building smiled sinisterly, and Luo Wangsong nodded repeatedly.

...

A first-level flying spirit beast slowly flew over the dense forest. Two brocade monks with similar appearances sat on the back of the spirit beast. One of them was in the late stage of Qi training. He looked older. He held a jade ring magic weapon in his hand. He looked around and was very careful.

"Fly higher..."

Another mid-stage Qi training monk said nervously: "I heard from the people handing over the class that the Luo family sent someone to kill us and other patrol monks."

"The jade rings flying high will have no effect..." The late-stage cultivator also looked helpless, "Who told you to offend Uncle Xue? She was so petty and was lucky that she didn't send my brothers to pull the nails."

"Damn!" The younger brother in the middle stage of Qi training cried out for wrongfulness, "How could I offend her? I just looked at her twice more! The family didn't let her see it, she was thinking about something in her mind!"

"Shut up!" the brother shouted: "What do you know? I heard that the family wants to marry her to Beilieshan and win over the Xiong family. Can she be in a good mood?"

"Yes, yes, I don't understand..." My brother simply lay back and rolled lazily on the beast boat. "I don't know what my family is thinking. If you marry a foundation-building monk, aren't they even less afraid of us!?"

"I got married, and I got married. I heard..." Before my brother finished speaking, a dazzling red light suddenly appeared in the jade ring.

"not good!"

The beast quickly flew to a high place, and a bright moon suddenly appeared above the head, and both beasts were stagnant.

Then, a large crystal refining net was used as a cover. The two of them reacted very quickly. As soon as they broke free from the strange moonlight, they immediately flew away from the sword. While flying, their brother took out the alarm fireworks from their arms and threw them out.

The big net only blocked the flying spirit beast net. The spirit beast spread its wings and actually dragged the big net to fly higher and higher. Another ice-cold flying sword shot out of the forest and plunged into the big net. The spirit beast cried in a row and struggled and fluttered in the air for a long time. The blood was sprinkled in the sky, and finally exhausted its strength and fell.

"Bang!"

It fell to the ground and made a loud noise. The flying sword on the corpse trembled and flew back into the hands of the man in a red robe.

A stunning woman leaning against a red tights rushed forward with agile figure, stabbed her sword into the beast's brain, picked out a shiny beast crystal, and put it into her storage bag. She turned around and smiled, "Your net is too bad, and even a first-level spirit beast can't get it."

The two were Mo Jianxin and Zhao Yao. Qin Siguo, behind him, looked embarrassed and blushed and argued: "It's not a problem with the Internet, it's because I have poor cultivation and cannot exert the maximum power."

Luo Xiaoxiao frowned slightly, looked at the two rays of escape lights that disappeared from the horizon, and whispered: "They have been evil in their jade rings and have warned us again, let's leave here soon!"

Zhao Yao nodded, stopped joking, took out a veil, and enveloped the four people. Five-colored mist rose in a radius of hundreds of feet, and the figures of Chu and Qin disappeared.

...

The fog lasted for a short time and gradually dissipated. Two snow-white figures flew out of the Naiwen family's formation in the distance, and in a flash, they flew to the beast corpse. One of them was not Naiwenxue who had been to Chu Qinshan. She stomped her feet and cursed: "Those bastards of the Luo family are running fast!"

Another male cultivator from Naiwen's foundation-building family gently stroked the beast's corpse with his hands and frowned and said, "The ice-type flying sword, the Five Smoke Maze, and the patrol monk who escaped back said that the strange moon, I have never seen the Luo family pulling nails use this set of things before."

Naiwenxue replied impatiently: "You have never seen many things before. Now we have lost the opportunity. Is it meaningful to continue to waste?" After saying that, he did not wait for the other party to answer and flew backwards.

"Why!"

The foundation-building cultivator looked at the escape light of Naiwenxue's departure, shook his head helplessly, put the entire beast corpse into the storage bag, and gave out the flying sword and left.

The two of them had just left, behind a tree not far from where they had just stopped, a black figure flashed out, and disappeared strangely.
Chapter completed!