Yang Xiu put away the elixir and spirit stones, put them on the back of his head with one hand, and lay comfortably on the bed. While observing the two bloody turtle boards in his hand, he recalled the whole thing today.

The Black Mole Man is undoubtedly from the Xianmo Sect. If he had participated in the tricking Liu Xian into the gambling game this time, would there be the Xianmo Sect's instructor behind it, or would it be his personal actions?

If there is a person from the Xianmo Sect instructing him, what is the purpose of the other party? These skills passed to the disciples are all the lowest-level skills in the early stage of body tempering. What are the Xianmo Sect using them?

The most important thing is that Wang Gan mentioned the fire in Shanyin City before! He had no entanglement with Wang Gan before entering the Tianshu Pavilion. Is the other party really informed that he said this, or is it just a rude word to vent his hatred?

Everything was confused. After thinking about it, Yang Xiu felt more and more sleepy. He was struggling in the mountains and forests for half a day, and his physical strength and energy were a little overwhelmed. In his troubled thoughts, Yang Xiu quickly fell asleep.

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A few days later, early in the morning.

Fang Houdao sat on the porch and ate roast chicken. He looked up at the closed doors and windows of Yang Xiu's room. He knew that Yang Xiu must be meditating on the bed and practicing, so he shook his head helplessly.

As traitor disciples, Yang Xiu and Fang Houdao are not qualified to learn the skills of the Tianshu Pavilion, and no one will give out spirit stones and primary elixirs. Their monthly salary is only half a bag of rice and a few taels of silver. They are nominally disciples of the Tianshu Pavilion, but in fact they are just like ordinary traitors.

Fang Houdao admired Yang Xiu's perseverance, but he also knew that without the support of sect resources, if he wanted to achieve something in the path of immortal cultivation, the difficulty would be better than climbing the sky.

So the harder Yang Xiu worked, the more unfortunate Old Man Fang felt, because when Yang Xiu found that there was no hope of cultivating immortals, he would undoubtedly be even more disappointed.

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At this time, in the room upstairs, Yang Xiu sat cross-legged on the bed, holding a low-grade spirit stone flashing with fluorescent in his right hand, and was practicing with his eyes closed.

Today is the first time that Yang Xiu has used spirit stones and fire spirit pills to practice together. If Fang Houdao saw this scene, he would probably vomit three liters of blood directly - even a formal disciple like Wang Gan would not be able to use such a luxurious cultivation method several times.

After a long time, Yang Xiu woke up from entering into meditation, opened his eyes, and felt mixed emotions.

What I am happy about is that the improvement of the cultivation speed of the lower-grade spirit stones immediately achieved. Coupled with the best fire spirit pills and homemade spirit gathering talismans, the results of cultivation these few nights are almost as good as the previous month's cultivation progress.

What I worry about is that the feeling of the second level of body tempering and the first level is completely different. If the first level is compared to doing one hundred push-ups in a row, the second level will directly increase the difficulty to two thousand! This is far from being able to complete with a few desperate sprints.

"Alas... the ancients did not deceive me, so they should do it step by step." Yang Xiu said to himself. Difficulties cannot discourage Yang Xiu, but will only make Yang Xiu's determination stronger!

After getting up and washing up, Yang Xiu sat at the head of the bed and pulled out the white deer sword. He first wiped the sword body carefully with cotton cloth, and then patiently rubbed the blade and the sword spine with the mysterious animal skin.

After a cup of tea, the sword, which originally emitted black light, showed a unique purple-red color, which was very beautiful.

Ordinary magic weapons cannot compare to real magic weapons, and users need to carefully maintain them every day. Yang Xiu is extremely patient in wiping and maintaining this White Deer Sword every day.

This animal skin is also a rare treasure. After these days of practice, Yang Xiu discovered that wiping the sword body with the animal skin can keep the spiritual power he injected into the White Deer Sword for longer.

Thinking about how Long San worked hard to make a wedding dress for himself, Yang Xiu couldn't help but laugh.

After packing up, Yang Xiu stepped downstairs. Today he made an appointment with Liu Xian to go to the market to purchase materials. If he didn't go out early, the good things were stolen by others.

"Cook some wine when you come back,"

When Fang Houdao saw Yang Xiu going downstairs, he immediately smiled and shouted, "You want the best Lao Shao! Go on a horse, go and go back quickly!"

When Yang Xiu heard this, he shook his head helplessly and went around to the horse shed behind to pull out the old dark horse.

The winemaking level in this world is ordinary, and the strongest and most mellow wine is similar to boiled water when Yang Xiu drinks it. However, this sip is very good, which makes Yang Xiu, who has tasted good wine made from modern craftsmanship, feels boring.

However, there was one thing that made Yang Xiu very excited, that was, the preparation test of Lingmo was going smoothly.

With the blood turtle shell as a medicine guide, Yang Xiu finally prepared the first batch of ink through experiments day and night. He seized the time to write out a few spiritual talismans. Yang Xiu was surprised to find that this ink could slowly absorb the spiritual power between heaven and earth, making the power of the Taoist talisman increase greatly.

Moreover, it consumes not much blood turtle board, and the remaining raw materials can be purchased in the market, so the spiritual ink made by Yang Xiu can be said to be of quality and quantity guaranteed, which is completely sufficient.

Yang Xiu did not mention this secret to others because Yang Xiu knew the power of the word "monopoly".

The ancestors of the Xianmo Sect were able to establish sects with the "Five Thunder Mo", and the sect power has been for thousands of years. At present, this kind of spiritual ink is still very different from the Five Thunder Mo, but the advantage is that it has sufficient development potential. This kind of thing must be hidden tightly like the "Puri Forging Technique".

So Yang Xiu burned out all the "Tianxia Mobao" and other basic related ancient books in a very naughty way, and tried every possible way to prevent others from discovering this secret.

Now all the Taoist talismans on Yang Xiu have been replaced with Lingmo, including the spiritual explosion talismans that show their power in the mountains and forests. Carrying such a stack of weapons of mass destruction, Yang Xiu walked on the road with his waist straight as ever.

However, Yang Xiu rode on the horse and looked at the guard disciples around the mountain road, scratching his eyebrows in confusion.

The guards of the Tianshu Pavilion are loose on the outside and tight on the inside, and they seem to be able to enter and exit at will. In fact, there are countless immortal cultivators guarding them in the core area. Without waist cards, Yang Xiu could not even pass the road near Tianshu Peak.

But today is very different.

The road leading to Tianshu Peak is waving and guarding is tightly guarded. The disciples in groups of three or three were wearing black and white Taoist robes, scattered in sight, scattered in pedestrians on the road. These are the law enforcement disciples of Bingdaotang, and their responsibilities are to guard the Tianshu Pavilion and enforce the rules of the door.

This formation is so scary, why did the guards suddenly change so many times...

Yang Xiu was thinking in his mind, but the old dark horse under his seat suddenly stopped for some reason, then left the road and trotted straight to the right, almost throwing Yang Xiu off the back of the horse who was thinking.

Yang Xiu was startled, looked up at the front, and immediately tightened the reins and cursed: "You foodie, you think about this all day long, stop!"

At this time, the old dark horse was running wildly, and the bamboo waves were surging, which was the forbidden area of ​​the male disciples of Tianshu Pavilion - Xiao Mengshan!

It was fine if Yang Xiu didn't say anything. As soon as he opened his mouth, the old black horse spread his hooves and accelerated toward the bamboo forest. At this time, the old black horse looked greedy, and the saliva in the horse's mouth rushed out, which made Yang Xiu stunned.

"This is the first time I have seen a greedy horse drooling!"

Yang Xiu was so angry that he laughed. It didn't work to tighten the reins. He simply jumped off the horse and grabbed the dark horse with a greedy face. You can't break this place casually. If you violate the rules of the sect, you will be caught by these unkind girls. No one person or one horse can get good results.

Yang Xiu originally wanted to pull the old black horse back with brute force, but he never thought that this guy was extremely powerful, and with Yang Xiu's current strength, he couldn't pull it! Yang Xiu was afraid that he would hurt it too much, so he was a little stalemate for a moment.

Since I tasted the "delicious" of bamboo in Xiaomeng Mountain last time, the old black horse has sneaked around more than once to steal bamboo. In the past, I just secretly ate a few bites when I passed by, but today it is at the gate of Xiaomeng Mountain!

What if someone sees it?

However, Yang Xiu, who was anxious and angry, did not notice that above his head, a beautifully decorated carriage floated out of the bamboo forest of Xiao Mengshan. Two strange beasts with pure white fur and white hooves stepped on the auspicious clouds, pulled the carriage and flew straight to the north.

However, not long after flying out, the carriage turned back in the air and landed lightly on the roadside at the foot of Xiaomeng Mountain. A girl in a green short shirt pushed the door and walked out, got off the carriage, and tiptoed behind Yang Xiu.

"Old Ma is obedient and be good. Wait until I go back and buy you the best forage to eat. Is it OK?"

Yang Xiu was persuading the old black horse with great thoughts, but the old horse had a donkey temper. His big eyes stared at the bamboo forest in the distance, and he didn't look back. He pulled Yang Xiu's qi out of his body and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, and rolled up his sleeves and used force.

"Haha~ Yang Xiu, why did you change to being a horseherd?"

A clear and familiar voice came from behind. Yang Xiu was stunned and the reins he was holding in his hand couldn't help but loosen. Seeing the opportunity, the old dark horse suddenly stumbled, broke free from Yang Xiu's hand and ran to the bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain.

Yang Xiu didn't care about this foodie, and immediately turned around. When he saw the girl in front of him, his eyes lit up: "Hey? You...?"

The girl in front of her was wearing a tender green short shirt, her long black hair was tied into two long braids, and her snow-white calves poked out from under her skirt, which contrasted with the red bead chains on her ankles, making her so beautiful that she was intoxicating.

As for those shiny black eyes and cute dimples, even if it was not the first time I saw them, Yang Xiu was still slightly electrocuted. The mysterious girl in front of me who was no one else, but was a mysterious girl who had met Yang Xiu several times in Shanyin City, and believed in Xiaoyu.

Yang Xiu said halfway, and he wanted to ask, "Why are you here?", but his eyes swept over the scene behind Xin Xiaoyu, and Yang Xiu swallowed the words back.

The carriage behind Xin Xiaoyu is snow-white all over, and looks neither stone nor jade. The densely packed immortal seal carvings can be seen on the chassis of the carriage, which should be of some kind of advanced flying magic weapon.

As for the two spirit beasts, Yang Xiu saw them in a certain classic, called "Lingyun Ju". Each one is worth hundreds or even thousands of spirit stones depending on the grade.

A middle-aged Taoist priest and a young maid stood by the carriage. Although it was not moving at all, Yang Xiu instinctively felt a hint of uneasiness and danger, especially the Taoist priest with yellow eyebrows. When the other party looked at Yang Xiu, he felt a chill on his back.

Yang Xiu, who entered the second level of body quenching, felt particularly keen. Now he could vaguely feel that these two people were both immortal cultivators with good cultivation.

It turned out that Yang Xiu just thought Xin Xiaoyu had an extraordinary identity. Judging from the current situation, he probably had to add the word "extraordinary" to the front.

"Hehe, you still remember me~"
Chapter completed!