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"Brother, this is the last sword technique." Yelu Yan waved his hand, threw a roll of paper into Yelu Qi's hand, and said with a smile.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the little girl hiding behind Yelu Qi was already a graceful girl at this time.

But he was wearing a Taoist robe and straight body. No matter how he looked, he looked like a handsome little Taoist priest.

"No one was discovered?" Yelu Qi said, "The rules in the Quanzhen Sect seem to be quite heavy. If someone discovers it, I'm afraid you..."

Yelu Yan gave him a blank look, "My master wishes to send all the good things to you, just wanting to train all the disciples under him. How could he care about this little little sword technique?"

Yelu Qi sighed immediately, feeling helpless.

He and Yang Guo have been practicing in the tomb of the Living Dead for many years, and Grandma Sun also passed away a few years ago.

However, the old man died quite peacefully. The only regret is that he failed to hand over the things left by the previous generation leader to Xiaolongnu herself.

The former head general left all the mechanisms in the tomb of the Living Dead, and left all the martial arts in the tomb of the Ancient Tomb Sect in the tomb of the Living Dead, pointing out the direction.

Xiaolongnu has not returned, so these martial arts were left to Yang Guo and Yelu Qi.

Both of them are talented and have a high talent in martial arts. After practicing the Jade Girl Heart Sutra and Jade Girl Sword Technique, they have clearly discovered that there seems to be a lot of room for improvement in this.

The two of them didn't learn much. They took it out to refer to it one by one, but there was no big progress.

However, Yelu Yan went down the mountain to have fun one day, and they used the Quanzhen Sword Technique, which allowed them to see the reason and goal.

Therefore, over the years, Yelu Yan has passed down some sword techniques from time to time. In addition to Quanzhen Sword Technique, there are many martial arts collected and practiced by Quanzhen Sect, which made the two of them study it very much and made a lot of progress in martial arts.

However, they underestimated Zhao Zhijing's ability.

Yelu Yan went down the mountain just seven or eight times, and Zhao Zhijing discovered her abnormality. He followed him down and found the two of them.

When there was no threat, he discussed it and discussed it with Yelu Qi. His loyalty to Mongolia was made to him.

God knows how this guy knows that the Yelu brother and sister are Mongolians!

However, this is also good news for them. At least, there is no need to worry about Yelu Yan's safety in the Quanzhen Sect.

"Well, Yang Guo and I have discussed it. After waiting for another year or two, Guo Jing will almost come. The three of us will leave. You will feel a little wronged in this Quanzhen Sect for a while. At that time, we will wander around the world and go home!" Yelu Qi said.

Yelu Yan nodded, but smiled without saying a word.

Knowing that Yelu Qi left, she sighed and said, "Brother who forgot her own minions in peace, how can you realize that in this Quanzhen Sect, under the undercurrent, watching the wall, the pleasure brought by that observation? Leaving the Quanzhen Sect? Not taking down this sect. Do not let these foolish mortals bow down to me, how can I leave?"

As he said that, a trace of obsession appeared on his face, like an addict.

It is the believers of the truth, feeling the things around them peeling off their bodies, appearing in front of them one by one, feeling the floating heart of the man, peeling off one by one in their eyes, gradually feeling a strong sense of stimulation, and naturally showing the expression.

The expression on Yelu Yan's face flashed and she quickly turned around and walked towards the mountain.

But a man walked forward slowly.

It’s Yin Zhiping!

"I've seen my uncle." Yelu Yan walked forward and said with a smile.

Yin Zhiping glanced at Yelu Yan, and his face changed a little, full of unnatural expression.

"Yang Guo, why are you here?" Yin Zhiping asked.

Although several years have passed, Yin Zhiping still feels full of guilt when he calls this name.

Yelu Yan was very calm.

"Uncle Master, I came down the mountain to help Master buy things." Yelu Yan reached out and took out a small package from her sleeve and said with a smile.

Yin Zhiping glanced at the small package and did not see what was contained in it.

He didn't ask more.

Zhao Zhijing has regarded himself as a life-saving benefactor for more than many years, which makes Yin Zhiping very confused. Therefore, in many things, as long as Zhao Zhijing does not do anything too much, he will not care too much.

After asking about Yelu Yan's martial arts progress, Yin Zhiping nodded, took steps, walked in front of Yelu Yan, speeding up and walking up the mountain.

Yin Zhiping obviously did not plan to stay by Yelu Yan for too long. After all, this is a very uncomfortable thing.

But Yelu Yan suddenly spoke, "Uncle Master, I discovered something just now. I wonder if you can listen to me?"

...

A quarter of an hour later, Yelu Yan walked into Zhao Zhijing's house and placed the small package in front of Zhao Zhijing.

"What is this?" Zhao Zhijing asked curiously.

"Just just some Mongolian specialties. A few days ago, a friend came from Mongolia and brought us it." Yelu Yan said.

Zhang Chen did not intend to let them lose contact with their family, so he informed Yelu Chucai where the two were.

Therefore, every time, there will always be Mongolian envoys coming to visit the two of them, sending Yelu Chucai's letters, and sending some things produced in Mongolia so that they can let go of their longing in their hearts.

These things are usually kept on Yelu Qi. When they are bored, Yelu Yan doesn't care about giving Zhao Zhijing a little.

This was just an unintentional act, but for Zhao Zhijing, it was tantamount to represent that this was the symbol of the Mongolian country behind Yelu Yan showing goodwill to him.

Zhao Zhijing took the small package and did not take it apart. He immediately said with a smile, "After, I got half a volume of innate skills from your master a few days ago. Come on, I'll talk to you!"

This innate skill is a martial arts secret handed down by Wang Chongyang. No one in the entire Quanzhen Sect practiced it.

So, the Qizi Quanzhen from time to time took seventeen or eighteen songs to express his reward to his disciples.

Zhao Zhijing has been reassured by Mongolia over the years, and his performance is really good. Therefore, after getting half a roll here, it is a supreme honor.

It’s a pity that he couldn’t understand, so he could only use this thing as a reward and borrow flowers to offer Buddha.

Yelu Yan shook her head, as if she was not concerned about the martial arts. "Don't worry about this for now. Master, let me tell you something."

"What's the matter?" Zhao Zhijing asked.

"Actually, when I was just going up the mountain, I met Master Yin Zhiping who returned from out." Yelu Yan smiled slightly, "Then, I told a lie."

Zhao Zhijing's eyes lit up and he asked curiously, "What's the panic?"

"I told my uncle, I saw someone sneaking into the ancient tomb sect..."

...

Yin Zhiping couldn't help but frowned.

Although he was prepared for it, the cold air in the tomb of the Living Dead still made him feel unacceptable.

"The ancient tomb sect has not been in motion for more than ten years, and I'm afraid there is no one in it. There is a regulation in the Quanzhen Sect that I should take care of this ancient tomb sect. I can't let the thieves enter this ancient tomb." Yin Zhiping thought to himself, "But how did that 'Yang Guo' know the existence of this place? The entrance to the ancient tomb sect is so hidden that if he doesn't give me guidance, I can't find it. What exactly did he do, and he has arrived at this place?"

After thinking about it, Yin Zhiping secretly decided to find Yelu Yan and ask carefully after returning.

But at this moment, a white shadow suddenly flashed, and a silver light suddenly appeared. A light sound came from the time of the arrival. Dozens of silver needles were stabbed in front of Yin Zhiping, forming a word "get out"!

Yin Zhiping was shocked, "What a master is this? So many silver needles are shot at the same time. They are actually people who can have such strong power and such perfect control and use such skills. I am afraid that not only are hidden weapons masters, but their internal strength is also extremely strong!"

He thought secretly, thinking that if he wanted to have such a strong internal strength, he would only be the senior master of his master.

He was shocked and thought to himself, "Is there anyone in this ancient tomb sect?"

Immediately bowed and shouted, "I am here, Yin Zhiping, a disciple of Quanzhen Sect. I heard that the sect might encounter danger, so I came here. I don't know where my senior is. This is my fault. Please calm down and I will leave now!"

As he said that, his body carefully retreated, but his eyes were staring tightly ahead.

Although he said he left, how could Yin Zhiping feel so relieved that he thought that there was nothing in the tomb of the Living Dead?

Therefore, his palm was pressed on the hilt of the sword early, and although his steps retreated, he was still extremely steady and he was ready for all the battles.

call out!

At this moment, a cold light suddenly appeared!

Yin Zhiping's face changed, and he hurriedly pulled out the long sword from his waist and slashed forward!

clang!

However, another huge force came, and the time of the time smashed the sword in his hand to pieces. Then, a white shadow quickly bullied him in front of him. The cold sword was placed on Yin Zhiping's neck and moved gently. The sharp force quickly penetrated into Yin Zhiping's neck.

"If you don't want to die, don't do so many tricks."

A gentle and cold shout came out. Although it was full of murderous intent, it had an inexplicable feeling of touching people's hearts. It made Yin Zhiping's heart tremble slightly, and those eyes looked at the person in front of him.

What appeared in front of him was a jade man in white clothes, with a white gauze covering his face and unable to see clearly.

But those pair of autumn-like pupils instantly shot into Yin Zhiping's heart.

Whether it is murderous or hostile, what appears in his mind at this time is the dreamy appearance of the sky with the same color as the sun and the moon.

Yin Zhiping knew that he was possessed... (To be continued)
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