Eternal Gate

"Swordsmanship again."

After walking through a street, Zhao Yun returned disappointed.

The red dots marked by Yunyan are not too high-level secrets, and the artistic conception remaining in them is not necessarily so mysterious. According to the words of the moon god: garbage...those are all garbage.

Zhao Yun didn't stop, still looking all the way.

There are many disciples in the Secret Mansion, not everyone is there to enlighten.

I didn't realize it, I had a clear consciousness, and I couldn't help looking sideways when I saw him. Who made him a celebrity, Xinzong defeated Chu Wushuang in a battle, this matter has long been spread throughout the Tianzong.

"I heard that his learning ability is very strong."

"Well, the head of the Jibai Family, he is basically good at the big moves of the enchanting disciple."

"What a masterpiece!"

Where there are people, there is no shortage of comments.

Zhao Yun can hear his name no matter where he goes. Many people still come to greet him. They are not fools. They all know the potential of this product. Give him enough time. He is at least the assistant teacher level, and now he has a good relationship. , In the future, it’s easy to hug thighs, potential stocks! Invest ahead of time.

natural.

There are also so many piercing heads and unkind eyes.

Zhao Yun ignored this, as long as others didn't make trouble, he would not cause trouble.

Another secret place.

Yunyan did not mark this secret place.

However, he had a martial spirit, and he found it easily, and he was absorbed in it, only to realize that it was the profound meaning of martial arts, and his explanation was fairly comprehensive. He removed the dross, took the essence, and soon returned to reality.

By the way, he also marked on the map.

This is also explained by Yunyan and will be exchanged with other elders in the future.

In this way, cooperation and win-win are all coming in to find opportunities and not wasting time.

"Xiu'er, there is a baby here." Zhao Yun asked.

The so-called treasure is the secret method against the sky, or the artistic conception full of profound meaning.

The Moon God only repaired the moon and didn't reply to him. His expression represented everything: find it himself.

Zhao Yun coughed.

Everything, you have to rely on yourself!

He stopped and went, saw a lot of secrets, and looked for a lot of artistic conceptions.

However, he didn't want it.

When walking on a wooden bridge, I met a familiar figure: Liu Ruyue.

This one doesn't seem to be searching for secrets, but wandering around.

That's right, she is the body of the heavenly spirit, with her own bloodline secret technique inheritance, picking up one at random, has good power, such as the extremely extinct heavenly spirit.

Well, after being improved by Zhao Gongzi, it became a nine-character Zhuxian Jue.

"That night, thank you for saving me." Liu Ruyue lightly opened her lips.

"Raise your hand." Zhao Yun said faintly, passing by.

Liu Ruyue opened her mouth slightly and wanted to say something, but Zhao Yun had already walked across the wooden bridge.

She sighed in her heart and drifted away.

She left, but Zhao Yun turned back and stood on the wooden bridge, looking and looking again.

Under the bridge is a river, the river is gurgling and clear, and sometimes one or two fish can be seen swimming by.

This wooden bridge is not simple.

In other words, the small river under the wooden bridge is not simple. It hides a touch of artistic conception, a touch of looming artistic conception, which is difficult for ordinary people to detect. If he hadn't had a martial spirit, he wouldn't be able to find the clue.

He rolled his trouser legs, got off the wooden bridge, and walked around.

Soon, he rolled up his sleeves again, sometimes bending over, and sometimes lifting a piece of river water.

Hanxue had passed by with a strange look in her eyes.

Is this guy going to the secret mansion to catch fish?

Many disciples will be surprised when they walk across the wooden bridge.

This guy is not only catching fish, but it seems that he wants to take a shower.

Just say it! The first place in the Xinzong Grand Competition, the ruthless man who defeated Chu Wushuang, is not a normal person, and he does things differently from others. People are looking for secret techniques, but he catches fish in the river.

"Where did it go."

Zhao Yun muttered a lot, and could vaguely capture the mood, but it seemed to be looming, and he would not be able to find it if he was not paying attention. In his opinion, the Taoism was too shallow to find the foundation of the mood.

"Are you... Ji Hen?"

When Zhao Yun was looking for it, he heard a sudden word.

He looked back subconsciously and saw that there was already an extra figure on the wooden bridge.

It is a young man with purple clothes precariously.

"This guy looks... too arrogant."

Zhao Yun's first sight of the purple-clothed youth was this feeling.

He is not to blame, just because the purple-clothed youth looks abnormal, how abnormal is it? The left eye is a piercing, big and round eye; the right eye is like a willow leaf, small and condensed. Besides the pair of eyebrows, one is slanted upward and the other is downward, and the nose is very long. It occupies more than half of the face, and the most beautiful is the mouth, the real standard cherry mouth.

Such an honor made him think that all the five senses of the purple-haired youth were stolen from others. This steals one, and that steals one. Only in this way, it constitutes such a face.

No matter where you look at it, it is not harmonious, it is more than arrogant, it is simply too arrogant.

People shouldn't be in appearance.

Although the purple-clothed youth is not good in appearance, he is very powerful. He has an erratic temperament and a vague aura. There is power in his body. He doesn't know what power is, but he knows it is very mysterious.

As he thought, it should be the power of blood.

"It's me." Zhao Yun smiled.

"I heard that you defeated Chu Wushuang." The purple-clothed youth said lightly.

"Luckily." Zhao Yun said, and put the fish out again.

Seeing him like this, the purple-clothed youth was quite displeased. He always felt that he was left out in the cold. To say it was a bit ugly, it was just being ignored. How could he tolerate it, he slapped a sword aura and slashed towards Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun frowned, his body trembled abruptly, and his sword energy was extinguished.

"Sure enough, there is something to do." The purple-clothed youth smiled faintly.

"Brother, I didn't hire you!" Zhao Yun glanced.

"I am Aomie, waiting for you in the inner door."

The corners of the purple-clothed youth's mouth were slightly raised, and he walked away with a weird pace.

Why is it weird? Because of that servant, the soles of the feet do not touch the ground, and the soles of the feet are still three inches from the ground, that is...walking in the air, this is very hanging, it should be a kind of tricky secret method in the blood line, walking without touching the ground, Looks all tall.

"Ao Mie?" Zhao Yun whispered in his heart.

He had heard of this name, or it was Qing Yao who told him that he was a true disciple of the Inner Sect, ranked fourth, second only to Star Soul, and ranked fourth. It should be a very good fight. Look at the previous one. Sword Qi, the power is strong enough, not weak, Chu Wushuang's five-color sword Qi.

After closing his eyes, he continued to explore in the river.

There is an artistic conception, but it is difficult to capture and cannot find its foundation.

Such an evil artistic conception should be very extraordinary, and it might have hidden the secret technique against heaven.

"What...what are you doing?" Mu Qinghan came.

She didn't believe it when she heard that her younger brother had put this fish out.

I ran to see that I was really fishing here, and I was still fishing so seriously.

"This is a baby." Zhao Yun smiled.

Mu Qinghan took a deep breath and glanced at it.

Such a river, so crystal clear, where's the baby.

So many elders have been here, and some treasures have been taken away long ago, and it is the turn of juniors?

"Time is precious, you can't waste it." Mu Qinghan said.

"Understood." Zhao Yun smiled.

"Oh, I've been here, I have been looking for you for a long time."

See! The place where Young Master Zhao is, is usually very lively. There are a lot of people passing by here and there. Before Mu Qinghan left, the fantasy dream appeared from nowhere. There is also a secret palace token. There are still a few days to hear. Zhao Yun set aside this fishing, and came here to appreciate it.

"You talk." Mu Qinghan smiled and walked off the wooden bridge.

"Have you found the baby?" Huan Meng leaned on the railing of the wooden bridge, flashing her beautiful eyes.

Zhao Yun didn't say a word, his eyes were not good? Isn't this looking for?

"The devil is spreading a message, I will invite you to see you in the capital in nine days." Huan Meng smiled.

"Going to the imperial capital, the devil's saint son is not afraid of being destroyed?" Zhao Yun glanced at the dream.

"The intelligence network of the Tianzong and the royal family is just a display."

"Which is so courageous, it almost gave Daxia's intelligence network a nest." Zhao Yun asked while fishing for fish, mainly because of curiosity, the Tianzong and the royal family's intelligence network had been devastated. I've heard it more than once, but I don't know where it is a masterpiece.

"The eight dynasties unite, this battle is enough." Huan Meng licked her hair.

"That means, there are still many spies in Daxia from the Eight Dynasties!" Zhao Yun sighed.

"The reason why the Eight Kingdoms specializes in Daxia's intelligence network is this." Huan Meng said leisurely, "Like Tianzong, from the Supreme Elder to the ordinary disciple, it has long been infiltrated by the dynasties, as well as the important ministers in the court. , The border generals, and even the city masters of all parties...There are people from other dynasties, and there are not a few. If they attack together, it will be uncomfortable for Daxia. If it is not for Daxia's five heavenly martial arts, I am afraid that they will fall apart early. The eight dynasties united and annexed."

"No wonder the blood-clothed gate, Rashomon and the corpse clan forces are so unscrupulous."

"So, the emperor is safe." Huan Meng shrugged, "On the intelligence network, today's Da Xia is not as good as my demon family. Without the eyeliner all over the place, the royal family is blind."

"After nine days, I will go to the appointment." Zhao Yun replied.

No matter if you choose the imperial capital, you are not afraid of devil's tricks.

The devil's house is really going to be against him, and the devil can't leave the imperial capital.

"You continue to catch." Huan Meng smiled and turned away.

"You have bodhi flowers in your magic house." Zhao Yun asked hurriedly.

"This...you have to go to the Buddha Land to find it."

"Where is Buddhism."

"Ghost knows." Huan Meng waved her hand and drifted away.

After that, there was another illusory sentence, "Ask Prajna, she might know."

"I have to find her too."

Zhao Yun fluttered for a while, and since entering the secret mansion, he has not seen Prajna.

Believers in the Buddhist school do not play cards according to common sense, and they don't know where to go for a stroll.

After that, few people came.

Zhao Yun calmly catches fish... well... looking for artistic conception.

The Moon God once looked sideways and glanced at the river, which indeed contained mystery.

See! People who are blessed by gods have luck against the sky. You have found such a good place, and there are many kinds of moods. For example, in this river, although she is a god, she is inferior to Zhao Yun. For mortals, it is a chance against the sky.

The premise is that Zhao Yun can find it.

She will not help with this matter.

Still the same sentence, self-developed wretched, where you can go depends on your luck.

"You are the one."

Zhao Yun screamed softly, plunged into the river with one hand and grabbed a piece of river water.

Unfortunately, I didn't catch it.

"Where to go."

Zhao Yun waded in the water and chased it out, with surprise in his eyes.

It's weird, a touch of artistic conception is as fresh as a fish, and he ran away by himself.

Yijing ran fast, and he chased it fast. He had made several shots and never caught it.

He didn't catch it. The disciples passing by all had strange eyes. It was determined that Zhao Yun was catching a fish, and he caught a very restless fish, otherwise, he would not chase it all the way.

"The person who took the first place has a bad brain!"

"Unfortunately, it was such a person with a brain that defeated Chu Wushuang."

"Hey, who is going to make sense."

There was a lot of discussion and talk. The people who came to the secret mansion to look for opportunities all pointed and said that the goods did not play cards according to common sense. Now I can see them. The rumors are not false. With the token, I ran to the secret mansion to catch the fish. If this is passed, I am afraid that no one will believe it.

Puff!

The water splashed, and Zhao Yun threw another empty shot.

That artistic conception is much more lively than a fish. It is mainly invisible and can only be captured by perception, sometimes disappearing and sometimes manifesting, it seems that there is super high intelligence, and he is hiding and seeking.

"I can't catch you, I will give you your last name."

Zhao Yun shouted another secret curse, chasing him all the way.

From a distance, I saw a beautiful shadow, standing on the arch bridge, with beautiful eyes closed. It should be on the bridge, I found a certain mood, and I was quietly enlightening. People passing by would not dare to disturb.

It is Chu Wushuang.

As Zhao Yun flopped all the way, she was awakened.

To be honest, her expression was still quite unhappy, she was enlightened and her mood was disturbed.

However, when I saw that it was Zhao Yun, my eyebrows were frowned.

"Where to go."

"Run, you run again."

"Okay, there really is you."

Zhao Yun cursed one after another, staring at the mood chasing, as if he didn't see Chu Wushuang.

Chu Wushuang stepped forward, leaned slightly on the railing of the arch bridge, and looked down.

The river is so clear that you can see the bottom at a glance, and you don’t even see a few fish. Many disciples climbed onto the arch bridge and watched him thump back and forth.

There is such a big movement to catch a fish, I am afraid that there will be no one.

"Give me...seal."

There was a loud shout, and the howling domineering side leaked.

Naiman took that stock, applied the ice escape he had just learned, and sealed the river water.

"Catch it!"

Man Teng grinned, catch the fish! It's easy to catch when frozen.

Zhao Yun's face went dark for a while, if he was just catching fish, would he use you to freeze it?

With his true essence trembling, the ice seal split instantly and became a wandering river again.

Puff!

Zhao Yun's eyes flashed like a torch, and a fierce boy pierced down.

This time the aim was accurate, and the one hand was just right, and Wuhun truly touched the artistic conception.

Just because of the touch, the mind was instantly drawn into the mood.

From the outside, he is like a statue, sticking in the river like that, without moving. Although his eyes are open, his eyes are quite hollow, and his face is extremely dull.

Lost?

Seeing it, Chu Wushuang frowned slightly.

If she was not bad, Ji Hen should have fallen into a mood.

In this way, Ji Hen is not catching fish.

To be precise, Ji Hen was catching the mood before, and he has already caught it at this moment.

This is very scary.

Can the artistic conception run on its own?

She had never heard of such an artistic conception, but Ji Hen found it.

Think about it and feel relieved.

Don't forget, that kid has a martial arts spirit.

In this secret palace, Wuhun is better than vision.

To put it bluntly, it was a god-level hanger.