Beginning to become the second ancestor

Chapter 412 Chapter 410
When Song Yuanxuan left Zhou's house, the light rain started to float again.

Holding an umbrella, Zhou Ziyu sent him out all the way.

Under the oil-paper umbrella, the two walk together, and the picture is warm.

There is a large bamboo forest in front of it. In the sky above the bamboo forest, two figures jump up and down, fighting between the bamboo shoots.

The drizzle cleared the sky, layers of rain and mist dispersed, and the sword aura was awe-inspiring.

"Changqing, your Misty Rain Sword has really improved a lot, and you can use your strength in the rain. The sword energy turns into rain, it's really powerful."

Zhuan Zhu's voice sounded, showing a bit of coldness.

Luo Changqing laughed loudly and said: "Zhuan Zhu, no matter how powerful the Misty Rain Sword is, it can't break your Seven Heaven Breaking Styles. You are the real top swordsmanship."

"I didn't create the Heaven Breaking Seven Styles, but you created the Misty Rain Sword, so I'm a little weaker than you in terms of talent."

Zhuan Zhu raised his voice, and then changed the subject: "However, if the Suzerain uses the Seven Heaven-breaking Forms, you can't stop them. That is the real Seven Heaven-breaking Forms."

The sword energy was floating, and the rain was heavy. Song Yuanxuan watched the two fight, and the bamboo forest swayed.

The sound of bamboo movement and the sound of spring rain merge together, and the breath of spring is stronger. The swaying rain falls on the oil-paper umbrella, and the sound of crackling is endless.

Zhou Ziyu was dressed in red, and said softly: "My lord, Tianji Sect is really the leader in the Jianghu."

"The Seven Duantian Styles have surpassed the martial arts that humans can understand. The unity of heaven and man is naturally very strong."

Song Yuanxuan nodded, the rain fell on his face, with a faint chill.

The Duantian Qishi is indeed the strongest swordsmanship that Song Yuanxuan knows, it can draw the power of stars, this kind of martial arts has surpassed the traditional martial arts.

The legendary martial art of harmony between man and nature is nothing more than that. After all, it can draw the power of nature, which is no longer martial art.

Zhou Ziyu's eyes fell on his face, and said softly: "Young master will take care of you in the future."

"It's easy to say, we will be a family in the future." Song Yuanxuan turned his head to look at her, raised his eyebrows, and his eyes were a little bit upbeat.

Zhou Ziyu was slightly taken aback, and when he was about to speak, Song Yuanxuan's voice sounded: "Master brother, we are leaving."

Zhuan Zhu's figure fell, put his sword back into its sheath, and clasped his fists at Luo Changqing and said, "Brother Changqing, take your leave. I will come here often in the future. I seem to have gained more insights from today's sparring."

Song Yuanxuan turned his head to look at Zhou Ziyu, clasped his fists, turned and left, and went straight into the carriage.

Zhuan Zhu rode his horses and raised his whips, and the carriage gradually drifted away, leaving Zhou's Villa.

Zhou Ziyu hooked the corners of his mouth, and murmured: "Brother?"

"Wen Yihou, as the suzerain of Tianji Sect and the closed disciple of Mr. Nangong, can only be called that."

Luo Changqing smiled, then sighed: "I really want to see his Duantian Qishi, which can be admired by Zhuan Zhu so much, it must be the strongest swordsmanship in the world."

"Next time you just challenge him directly." Zhou Ziyu said lightly.

Luo Changqing shook his head: "His status is noble, no matter what kind of status he is, I won't allow me to mess around, so I can't challenge him unless he is willing to teach me."

"Then I will take you to the Song Mansion some other day, how about letting him guide you in a few tricks then?"

Zhou Ziyu looked at Luo Changqing, his eyes were hooked, with a bit of indifference.

Luo Changqing was startled: "Miss is going to the Song Mansion?"

"He visited me once, and I always have to pay a return visit!" Zhou Ziyu nodded, and then smiled: "What's more, we are partners now, so there is always a reason for me to meet him."

Luo Changqing raised his head and laughed loudly: "Then thank you, Miss!"

On the carriage, Song Yuanxuan said softly: "Master brother, is this Luo Changqing very powerful?"

"It's very powerful. He entered the Tianbang earlier than me, and has opened up the six meridians, but the misty rain swordsmanship is flawed after all, and his background is not enough.

At the end of the practice, the quality of martial arts is the most important thing. For the martial arts of our Tianji sect, if we practice to a great extent, we will be able to connect the seven channels. As for the eight channels, it depends on the future of the master.

If the master can unblock the eight meridians, then we will definitely be able to unblock the eight meridians. This is the benefit brought by the sect. Our Tianji sect is so powerful. "

Zhuan Zhu said seriously, and Song Yuanxuan nodded: "That's true, I heard that Master's eight meridians have actually been opened, and the nine meridians are being opened.

Senior brother, if you figure out the seven veins, I can help you, but I still need to make arrangements for this matter, senior brother, please think about it carefully. "

"Sect Master, can you really let me get through the seventh meridian?" Zhuan Zhu was startled, with a look of joy floating on his face, with a bit of shock.

Song Yuanxuan responded: "Nine Nether Qi! I just have some in my hand, and I can give it to you. I believe that as long as there is one strand, it should be enough for you."

"Nine Nether Qi!" Zhuan Zhu took another deep breath, then gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, suzerain, I will prepare in the next two days, and I want to try a higher realm."

Song Yuanxuan responded: "Master brother, you can adjust your body and calm your mind."

"Thank you Sect Master."

This sentence is convincing, which can make people open the seven channels. This kind of opportunity will be given as soon as it is given. This is a person who truly has a big heart, and Zhuan Zhu has no choice but to obey.

The carriage returned to Zhuangzi, Song Yuanxuan got out of the carriage, and Yan Danchen greeted him with an oil-paper umbrella.

"Why are you picking me up here?" Song Yuanxuan asked strangely.

Yan Danchen pursed his lips, hugged his arms, squeezed under an umbrella with him, and said softly: "Mr. Lang, I miss you! You said you asked me to warm the bed, but you didn't come."

"So anxious? Let's do it tonight." Song Yuanxuan reached out and pinched his nose.

Only then did Yan Danchen hook the corners of his mouth, and then a little bit of displeasure floated on his face, he lightly bumped his leg with his leg, and muttered: "It's as if I still have to beg you."

Song Yuanxuan stretched out his hand and flicked her forehead lightly, and smiled slightly: "Then I beg you, Danchen, please warm my bed for me?"

"That's about the same!" Yan Danchen straightened her waist, her legs were very long, standing out from the crowd.

Song Yuanxuan embraced her waist and smelled the fragrance on her body: "Is there any reaction from Yaowang Valley?"

"No, my letter should not be sent back yet. If it is sent back, the elders will definitely come and tie me back."

Yan Danchen shook her head, she wrote a letter back to Yaowanggu, explaining the situation, this was also Song Yuanxuan's idea, so she would not have to run away by herself.

The letter was sent through Qihuangtang, and I believe it will arrive in Yaowang Valley soon.

Song Yuanxuan stretched out his hand and flicked her forehead, shook his head and said: "We have only a few masters in the Tianbang here, how can we be afraid of Yaowanggu?"

Yan Danchen's eyes lit up, and then he curled his lips and said: "These are the elders who raised me up, you can do it, don't beat them all to death."

"Don't worry, they may not have come here to trouble me. After all, I am Marquis Wen Yi and a transit envoy. They don't have the guts to touch me. They should be reasonable."

Song Yuanxuan raised his eyebrows, Yan Danchen gave him a sideways glance, and said softly: "Speaking of which, you are really quite powerful."

"Well, it's not a loss if you like me, right?" Song Yuanxuan smiled.

Yan Danchen said with a smile: "Of course, the man I like must be the most powerful."

"Let's go, go home!" Song Yuanxuan raised his eyebrows, and then there was a "pop".

"Beat me again!" Yan Danchen snorted, but the two of them ran away in the rain, wasting time.

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