"That's all the skills?"

The eagle hooked nose fell lightly on the ground, looking at Yang Xiu, then looking at Long San's long sword in his hand, and said in confusion: "How could you kill Long San? But your body is strong enough, it should be the second level of body tempering... It doesn't matter, I will accept that unlucky person Long San, and I will avenge him by the way."

Yang Xiu's ears were buzzing, and he could not hear anything. He endured the severe pain and forced his hand to his arms, preparing to take out another top-quality fire spirit pill - only by restoring spiritual power can he have a chance to escape.

When he bought the Fire Spirit Pill yesterday, Yang Xiu would never have thought that he would "squander" two precious and top-quality elixirs so quickly.

The Eagle Hook Nose saw Yang Xiu's movements clearly, showing a contemptuous smile, and the sword moved the long sword in his hand, pointing directly at Yang Xiu's choking throat. Yang Xiu's eyes widened, stared at the Eagle Hook Nose's movements, and pinched a fire spirit pill and a Taoist talisman with both hands, ready to fight to the death!

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

"You dare!"

A deafening roar suddenly came from the air, rolling over the mountains like thunder.

The geek-nosed nose, which had a calm face, changed his face when he heard the sound. He bent his legs and exerted force without even raising his head. He was already shooting out towards the mountains and forests on the right like an arrow!

Yang Xiu's ears were still buzzing and he couldn't hear anything, but he could see the movements of the hook nose clearly.

The other party then rose up and tried his best. The rocks broke out when the ground was kicking with both feet. The spiritual shock waves brought about quickly spread around. Yang Xiu, who was lying on the side, was rolled up.

The last scene Yang Xiu saw was that the hooked nose, which was seven or eight feet away, was brought to the ground by a red light. Then Yang Xiu was flew directly by the raging spiritual power, and fainted in front of him.

The hooked nose, hit by the red light, ran forward silently, and then floated forward like a rag to fall into the snow. At this time, the hooked nose was burnt all over, and there was no sign of human appearance, and it had turned into a piece of charcoal.

Liu Wenzhong, dressed in white, fell from the flying sword, reached out and pressed Yang Xiu's wrist, and his expression was slightly relaxed. The two guys who followed the hooked nose had long been so scared that they knelt on the ground, and they didn't dare to raise their heads aside, and they were trembling with fear.

"Do you know me?" Liu Wenzhong asked calmly.

The two looked at each other, and their faces turned pale in fear. They quickly replied with fear and fear: "Recognize...know and know!"

"That's good. Go back and tell the head of the Yang family that Tianshu Pavilion knows about this."

Liu Wenzhong turned around and picked up Yang Xiu, stepped on the flying sword, looked back at the corpse of the hooked nose, and said coldly: "You Yang family should not have contact with such immortal cultivators with incorrect minds."

The flying sword roared lightly, and the figures of Liu Wenzhong and Yang Xiu rose from the wind and quickly disappeared above the forest. The two knelt on the ground for a long time before they dared to look up and look at the empty space. Then they turned to look at the corpse of the eagle-hooked nose cultivator. Then they collapsed weakly on the ground and wiped their foreheads with cold sweat.

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Shanyin City is surrounded by mountains on three sides, especially the Tianshu Mountain on the west, which is majestic and continuous, and is the most steep among clouds and mist. This mountain is full of beauty and spiritual energy, and all kinds of rare and strange creatures emerge one after another.

Since ancient times, a legend has been circulating in the Tongzhou Immortal Cultivation World: In a secret cave somewhere in Tianshu Mountain, there are treasures of immortal arts and techniques left by ancient sages.

This technique has a very high level. If you get it, you can learn ancient immortal techniques. The realm of cultivating immortals is a thousand miles a day. It is easy to break through the bottleneck. It is even possible to reach the realm of rebirth within a hundred years and be promoted to the immortal body!

However, not everyone can enter this spiritual cultivation holy land that everyone yearns for, because Tianshu Pavilion, one of the largest immortal cultivation sects in Tongzhou, is located on Tianshu Peak in the center of the mountain range.

That morning, a seven-story ancient tower stood quietly on the top of an inconspicuous hill in the Tianshu Mountains. There was a horizontal stone plaque on the top of the tower, with three large characters "Thirteenth Floor" written in Chinese characters.

Yang Xiu stood in the top room on the stone tower, looking out calmly through the iron railing.

Standing at this position, you can see the white fog floating in the valley, just ten miles away and rushing straight to the sky. Tianshu Peak is surrounded by more than a dozen small hills, and the milky white fog flows slowly between the mountains, making it feel refreshed at first glance.

"The wind and clouds flow, and the spiritual fog is auspicious. It is worthy of being a holy place for spiritual cultivation." Yang Xiu sighed softly.

Every time she saw this beautiful scenery and felt the rich spiritual energy around her, Yang Xiu couldn't help but sigh. However, looking at the detailed immortal text engraved on the iron bar in the window, the expression on Yang Xiu's face immediately turned into a bitter smile.

This is the seventh day that Yang Xiu was locked in the tower.

Seven days ago, Yang Xiu fainted in the forest and was later rescued by Liu Wenzhong back to the Tianshu Pavilion. After the other party cured Yang Xiu's injuries, he disappeared. He locked Yang Xiu in the stone tower and ignored him, as if he had forgotten all the little character Yang Xiu.

But Yang Xiu knew it was not that simple.

Killing Yang Shaotian himself must have violated the rules. It is logical that anyone in the Tianshu Pavilion can kill Yang Xiu immediately when he sees Yang Xiu. But Liu Wenzhong rescued Yang Xiu and locked him up in such a place where birds do not shit. Yang Xiu thought that he was protecting himself in disguise.

At least I don't want to die for the time being.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiu reached out to touch the ring hanging on his chest, and felt a little calmer.

He has been imprisoned for so long, but no one has ever searched Yang Xiu's body. Except for Long San's White Deer Sword taken away by Liu Wenzhong, there are many of them on his body, including the mysterious ring, the best fire spirit pill and other spoils obtained from Long San.

After Yang Xiu recovered from his injury, he also tried to escape secretly. However, there seemed to be restrictions around the stone tower, and even the iron railings of the doors and windows were engraved with reinforced immortal texts. Yang Xiu could not shake the strength of using breastfeeding.

No wonder I'm so relieved to put myself here...

Fortunately, Yang Xiu had already been on the verge of death and did not feel anxious all day long because of being detained, but calmed down and practiced step by step.

Tianshu Mountain has rich spiritual energy, which is many times better than Shanyin City where mortals live. Yang Xiu meditates and practices every day. Now the realm of the first level of body tempering has been completely stable, and there are vague signs of advancing towards the second level.

"Immortal Arts and Essays" clearly states that it takes about six months to one year for those with average talent to complete the body of the first level of the body, and two years to five years for the second level of the body. As for the third level of the body, it depends on personal opportunity and effort.

Of course, the premise of all this is that the cultivator successfully breaks through every bottleneck.

Including the time of practicing the Spiritual Enlightenment Chapter, it was less than two months since Yang Xiu began to practice immortality. Although there are huge advantages of Yang Xiu's visualization of immortal writing, he is not so much ahead of ordinary people.

Then this merit can only be considered as the meridian forging technique... the middle-grade and lower-level exercises are really amazing~

Living in the stone tower for several days, people bring food on time every day. Usually, except for the birds flying over to visit, no one disturbed them, and their lives were quiet.

Yang Xiu devoted himself to practicing in this environment. He lost his relatives a while ago, and the pain caused by the great changes around him gradually faded.

But only Yang Xiu himself knew that the wound healed, but the pain it brought would never disappear and would be engraved in his heart forever, allowing himself to go further and become stronger.

...

On this day, Yang Xiu finished his practice and stood straight in the room, his chest undulating slightly and adjusting his breathing.

In addition to extending life, the spiritual power of heaven and earth also has a magical nourishing effect on the human body. Yang Xiu could clearly feel that after each practice, both mental and physical states, he could reach a wonderful state and feel comfortable all over the body. This feeling has never been experienced on earth.

Because of Aunt Liu's affairs, Yang Xiu's mood has been gloomy for many days. The weather is bright today, and the birds singing outside the tower are fragrant, which makes Yang Xiu rarely feel a hint of joy.

Seeing the dusty walls around, I suddenly felt moved in my heart, thinking that I might as well leave some handwriting on the walls here? In the past, when I saw those big men falling into the sun, wouldn’t they all leave some poems that express their ambitions and encourage themselves?

Thinking of this, Yang Xiu immediately became interested. He found a small stone in the corner, and at the same time he thought about which poem he should borrow from.

General Wen’s "Crossing the Zero Dingyang"? No, it’s too tragic... I finally escaped from heaven, but it’s not suitable for talking about life and death now.

"The Road Is Difficult" by Poetry? This can be considered, and it just fits the current situation...

While thinking, Yang Xiu groped on the surrounding walls and finally found a huge and flat stone brick in the corner beside the window, which was just right for writing. However, when Yang Xiu brushed off the dust spider web on it, his fingers felt that there seemed to be some marks on the surface of the stone brick.

"Um?"

When Yang Xiu was curious, he brushed off the spider web on the surface of the stone brick, and then he found that the surface of the long stone brick had been taken first and several lines of characters were engraved.

Has anyone ever been locked up here? Yang Xiu was puzzled and quickly wiped away the dirt on the surface of the stone slab, revealing a few lines of clear handwriting.

"Your Lord, I am immortal, I am immortal,

Love in the 13th floor

Ambitions are endless and never heard of

The river is easy to tilt between

A dream of beauty falling

Sitting withered a thousand feet to see the dust and mortal

Don't envy the lonely crane on the cloud platform

I admire the ducks and the grass"

Because this corner is densely filled with spider webs, Yang Xiu has not noticed it for so many days in the tower.

However, it is not accurate to say that it is a poem. It is more like someone improvised and recorded the feelings in his heart. At the end of the poem, the five big words "Relaxed and Immortal" are engraved with flying dragons and phoenixes. The font is arrogant and unrestrained, and the strokes are like a knife, which fully demonstrates the writer's psychological state at that time.

Yang Xiu gently touched the half-inch deep mark with his fingers, and found that there were several gaps on the edge of the mark that were broken due to the excessive force of the writer. There was no tremor in his heart, as if he could feel the other person's sad state of mind from this stroke.

Good handwriting!

Compared to this poem, Yang Xiu was even more shocked by these Chinese characters.

This person's writing skills are excellent. Although he has not reached the level of calligraphy masters, his pen tips have a strong personal style. Especially the five words "ruthless and uncultivated immortals" in the end almost triggered the spiritual power in Yang Xiu's body, which made Yang Xiu secretly shocked.

Who is this person? It is absolutely not effective if you write well. Could it be that this is the ultimate stroke left by a powerful immortal cultivator?

"You saw it."

Yang Xiu was studying the handwriting on the wall, and a faint voice suddenly came from behind him, which scared Yang Xiu and quickly turned around. Liu Wenzhong, who was dressed in white, walked into the room at some point, and looked at Yang Xiu thoughtfully.

"Senior Brother." Yang Xiu quickly saluted.

"How is the injury?" Liu Wenzhong always looked calm, put his hands in his sleeves, walked to Yang Xiu, and said to look at the wall.

"It's almost done, thank you for your help..." Yang Xiu looked at the young man in front of him who was so angry that he was still as motionless as a mountain, and bowed sincerely to thank him.

Liu Wenzhong backed his hands and stared at Yang Xiu thoughtfully for a moment. Until Yang Xiu started sweating coldly on his forehead, he said leisurely: "If you are just a bloodthirsty evil person, I will end you with my own hands. But you did not hurt the innocent, and you can find a way to save your relatives afterwards, which is worth saving your life."

Yang Xiu listened to the other party's words obediently and lowered his head without saying a word.

Logically speaking, Liu Wenzhong is of high quality and the two sides cannot have much friendship. However, Mr. Yang Xiu felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy with Liu Wenzhong, and was rescued by the other party once, so although Liu Wenzhong was neither naive nor naive, Yang Xiu did not feel nervous.

At this time, the sunlight outside the house poured into the iron window, shining on Liu Wenzhong and Yang Xiu who were standing side by side, pulling out long shadows. Yang Xiu secretly observed Liu Wenzhong beside him, and kept recalling the scene where Liu Wenzhong killed the hook nose with one move, trying to estimate the true strength of his senior brother.

Liu Wenzhong just looked at the poems on the wall word by word, with a thoughtful expression and said, "Yang Xiu, do you think it is better for those who practice Taoism to cut off their feelings and righteousness, and to be dedicated to immortality, or should you see the prosperity of the world and be more attached to your heart?"

"Forehead……"

Yang Xiu blinked and took back his mind, turned his head to look at the poem on the wall, and said, "In "Immortal Arts and Ethics" says that when a cultivator cuts off his concerns and breaks through the bottleneck, he will be more likely to succeed when facing the magical scene of his heart. But I think... if there is no emotion, even if he cultivates into a golden body, what is the difference between him and a piece of wood?"

Speaking of this, Yang Xiu glanced at Liu Wenzhong, and saw that the other party's expression was exactly the same, so he plucked up his courage and added with a smile: "If I want to say that if that is true, then why are you still cultivating immortals? Just 'cultivate trees, 'cultivate grass, 'cultivate stones', 'cable', 'cable', 'cable', 'cable', 'cable', 'cable', 'cable', 'cable', 'cable', 'cable', 'cable', 'cable', 'cable', 'cable', 'cable', 'cable', 'cable', 'cable', 'cable', 'cable', 'cable', 'cable', 'cable', 'cable', 'cable', 'cable', 'cable',

"Don't speak nonsense,"

Seeing Yang Xiu smirking, Liu Wenzhong frowned and looked at Yang Xiu, and said, "Today's world of immortal cultivation, whether in Ningguo or other regions in the north, they tend to be ruthless to cultivate immortals. You cannot say such words randomly. In the process of immortal cultivation, everyone will encounter bottlenecks that are difficult to overcome, just stick to your original intention."

Yang Xiu was stunned, not sure if the senior brother was mentioning him, so he could only keep these words in his heart first. At this time, Liu Wenzhong turned around and left. Yang Xiu had no time to think about it, and finally glanced at the poem on the wall and followed immediately.

Liu Wenzhong took Yang Xiu downstairs, and Yang Xiu saw the full picture of the stone tower where he lived these days for the first time.
Chapter completed!