The other practitioners were muttering in their hearts that there would be any changes, but they knew that this was a big deal, so they did not dare to say too much, just nodded and agreed.

The practitioner who kicked the stone quickly walked towards a place in the mountains and forests. He pinched a copper bump in his left hand, which looked like a small tree root scar, but when his true energy flowed in, the copper bump vibrated slightly.

Not long after, a black hawk flew down sharply in the sky.

The practitioner seemed to dare not reach out, but let the black eagle land on the branch in front of him.

At the same time, he put away the copper lumps, quickly wrote a small scroll, and then carefully stuffed it into the copper tube tied to the black eagle's claws, sealing it with wax.

The Black Hawk suddenly raised his head and looked at him like a humane person, as if he was a little unhappy.

The practitioner was shocked and subconsciously took a step back.

The black eagle ignored him anymore. His wings shook, and he flew out like fallen leaves, and then he walked straight into the sky.

Its flying posture is very strange, and it doesn't look like a normal falcon at all.

The practitioner felt a little embarrassed by a flat-haired beast, and couldn't help but spat hard on the ground, but looking at the black spot in the sky, his eyes were still a little scared.

What puzzled him was that according to the original plan, no matter whether this Xu Tuibei was dead or alive, the next place where the Green Eyes team fought would be in the nearby valley, but the black hawk obviously flew further away.

...

On the hill, there is a chair made of branches tied up.

The branches tangled together, like countless messy lines.

Xie Wan, wearing an old Taoist robe, sat on this chair and reached out toward the sky.

His body stretched and leaned back at the same time.

Today, he is wearing the mask of the monk of the Fallen Contemporary.

Between breathing, yellow and cyan mists flowed in the holes of the mask, and traces of decay gradually emerged on the surface of the mask.

The black eagle in the sky saw his mask, and it seemed to have become shivering before the practitioners.

When it flies, it is obviously cautious and afraid.

Looking at the latest secret report brought by the Black Hawk, the rust on Xie Wan's mask spread like moss, "Xu Tuibei, Xu Tuibei, people like you should be used by me."

"If a person like you enters my view, he can be truly crazy."

He felt a little regretful and expressed his feelings.

The sound under the mask was accompanied by the spread of rust, which seemed to be mixed with countless fine airflow sounds, which were not as good as his usual sound.

Another black eagle flew down cautiously and fearfully.

"The world is always confused by the so-called rules."

"How can those false things, those speculations that entangle the world of consciousness, be used to deal with existence like me?"

After reading the secret report brought by the second eagle, Xie Wan stood up with great satisfaction.

He took off a purple-black gourd hanging around his waist.

The gourd contains strong wine.

The wine thread entered his throat, and he laughed almost madly.

...

The sky is gloomy, the clouds are like ink, and the sound of the wheels is loud.

Duan Ai, Jiang Ziyan and Yan Changshou, the carriages of the Youzhou children, were connected into a string on the official road.

The wind was solemn and the thick car door curtains could not resist the invasion of the cold, but these Youzhou families kept lifting the curtains and looking out regardless of the cold.

They didn't know what was going on, but they knew there would be a fierce battle.

The news was told to them by the smiling Zhou Lu'er.

Zhou Lu'er just told them that Gu Ningxi would take a group of people to fight with another group of people, which might be very dangerous, and then asked them if they wanted to go and see the fun.

Yan Changshou suddenly felt that even if he asked him to go back and poke the old man's three swords, he would follow him to watch the fun.

Duan Ai and Jiang Ziyan even felt that even if Brother Ningxi poked three holes on them, they would not be afraid of pain.

It has only been a lot of time since they met Brother Ningxi, and they have gained so many benefits.

Following Brother Ningxi, the elusive Aunt Lan gave them a powerful method of condensing the true qi evil. This method of condensing the qi evil is extremely powerful!

That day I wanted to give Brother Ningxi some breakfast, but Pei Yunqi came over to give them a method to assist in practicing true qi and condensing qi.

The Baique's method is even more powerful. They comprehend it together, but only part of it was learned, but only this part of the luck method has greatly improved their practice speed.

The same is true for Song Qiu.

The secret sword called the wrapping sword that Gu Liubai gave him was too amazing. He asked Yan Changshou and Qin Lan to feed him a trick, but Yan Changshou and Qin Lan could handle it even if they joined forces.

Originally, he couldn't even resist Yan Changshou, but now he can fight with them!

A superior method is enough to change the combat power of a practitioner, and a noble person like Ningxi Brother is enough to change the trajectory of their life.

Such people talked about their peers, and they didn't even show any trace of their intention to support them. They spoke extremely politely when passing on a sword move. How could they not follow?

Hua Linyi has a lot of thoughts.

Even Rong Xiu, who was in the same carriage as her, could easily see it.

"What's going on with you today?" Rong Xiu grabbed her palm and looked at it. "You're still sweating on your hands so cold, why didn't you touch anything?"

Hua Linyi had no intention of joking at all. She hesitated and said softly: "Rong Xiu, I just said if... If your brother is going to do something to kill the nine clans, do you still have to follow him?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense? My dream lover naturally wants to do big things." Rong Xiu sneered: "If I really want to kill the nine clans, I'm really afraid that I'm not related to Brother Lang. If I really want to be held with my head beheaded, then I'll shout on the execution ground, Brother Lang, I'll give you ten more in the next life."

Hua Linyi said a little annoyed: "I didn't joke with you."

"I didn't joke with you either." Rong Xiu suddenly looked wrong and twisted his body a few times, "Don't always talk about Brother Ben Lang, there is no place to change clothes along the way."

Hua Linyi was stunned and then said angrily, "You slut."

Wei Yu and Duan Zhuowei sat in the same carriage.

Both of them are not like to talk. Duan Zhuowei is born to be cautious in doing things. He will think about every word he says repeatedly in his heart, so he does a lot of things and speaks very little. Wei Yu just doesn’t like to think about things, and everything in his mind is about practice.

Suddenly, it was like a bird that happened to hit the curtain of a car, and there was a click.

The curtain of the car swayed for a while, and a cloth package fell into the carriage where they were.

Wei Yu immediately lifted the curtain of the car and looked out, but there was nothing unusual outside.

Duan Zhuowei weighed the pros and cons in his heart, and then whispered: "The people who followed Brother Ningxi had extremely high cultivation. If it weren't for his people, it would be impossible for him to throw this thing into our carriage."

Wei Yu nodded, and he reached out his hand and carefully untied the cloth package.

I saw a curly yellow bamboo slips inside.

"Yidian Cloud Sutra".

After unfolding the bamboo slips, Wei Yu's usually extremely stable fingers trembled slightly.

This is a method about the practice of true qi.

Duan Zhuo looked at it in a moment in a while. He was usually cautious and sarcastic, but he was a little impulsive. He couldn't help but look up at Wei Yu and said seriously: "I should have benefited from you today."

Wei Yu understood what he meant.

At present, the Yiyun Sutra recorded on the bamboo slip is a method that teaches people to calm their minds, restrain their true qi, and allow their true qi to operate extremely smoothly. At the same time, there is also a means to conceal the breath of true qi.

They all seem to be like Taoist health care skills, but this method is a perfect match for archers.

Arrow masters do not need the rapid explosion of true qi, they only need to be extremely calm and stable, and the smoother the true qi runs, the better.

Among these Youzhou family members, only Wei Yu specializes in arrow skills, and this method seems to have been specially chosen for him.

But Wei Yu pondered for a moment, but looked at Duan Zhuo and shook his head slightly, "I think no matter whether it was the arrangement made by Brother Ningxi or a senior next to Brother Ningxi, since we were both in the same carriage and throwing this method in, they naturally had their intentions, and it was definitely impossible for me to use it alone."

Duan Zhuowei nodded slowly.

He accepted this statement and began to think carefully about how he should use this method well.

boom!

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the mountains and forests in the distance.

The convoy suddenly stopped between the roads. Everyone jumped out of the carriage and looked at the forest where the sound came. They saw that the clouds in the wind on the forest were constantly twisting, and there were obviously countless glows of broken true energy shining below.

"What happened over there?"

"There are already many powerful practitioners fighting. Could it be that Brother Ningxi and the others have encountered the enemy there?"

At this moment, all the horses dragging the carriage became restless and restless.

Wei Yu held the longbow in his hand as soon as possible. He looked towards the high places on both sides, and a bitter chill suddenly arose in his heart.

On Gaogang on one side, a Taoist man wearing an old Taoist robe appeared.

The mask on his face kept changing with rust.

...

"Ha ha ha ha…"
To be continued...