"Swish!"

A sword flew over, and the flames rushed. A high-pitched dragon roar came from Hua Qing's wrist. A flame-true dragon magic appeared. The sword art that this person practiced was actually related to the true dragon technique!

The Immortal Bone Sword swung, and the left hand suddenly opened. The same low dragon roar shook the four fields. The palm power burst out and turned into a golden dragon and rushed towards the face, using the palm power to attack the sword.

"Boom~~~"

Hua Qing was shocked, and I also retreated dozens of feet.

"The Art of True Dragon?"

Hua Qing's eyes burst into light and he sneered: "If you kill you and take the real dragon technique, you may be able to bring you back to life!"

"You can try it."

I felt anger in my heart. Huaqing, a man who uses any means to achieve his goals, happened to be the one I despise the most. Now I don’t think about anything in my heart, just want to defeat it as soon as possible and erase it!

...

After nearly an hour of fierce battle, nearly two thousand moves passed. Finally, under the suppression of the True Dragon Technique, Hua Qing's ghost could not resist it. He screamed and was cut into several segments, eliminating it into the mist of death.

It's almost the middle of the night.

And I was covered with shallow scars and wounds from the sword energy that broke through. Just defeating the Hunchback King, Hua Qing and the other two were already so dismal. No wonder there were only a handful of people who could reach the fourth level in the past century. There were at least dozens of disciples from the three major holy palaces, each of which was a master of the world. However, according to Lin Muzhao, most of the disciples of the Holy Palace were only staying on the third level of the Sword Tomb, and only a few of them could enter the fourth level below.

After healing a little, he then challenged the next sword cultivator Yin Ling again.

This battle took nine hundred moves and ended the battle under my fierce fast attack.

Then another fight was fought, spending more than a thousand moves.

As a result, I only challenged the ghosts of four masters all night. Although I was completely defeated, I was also scarred. However, the insights I gained from grinding in this level of battle have benefited me a lot. Fighting with any of them is better than fighting ten games on the third level. Real masters have grown up with the strong.

When I returned to the second floor of the sword tomb with my scarred body, Tan Xing had already reached the middle of the second floor, sweating profusely, and there was a terrifying wound on my shoulder, and almost got rid of my arms.

"Senior Brother, you are seriously injured." I frowned.

Tan Xing smiled slightly and gasped: "Junior Brother Bai, you are not seriously injured. Let's go. It's time to go back. It's dawn soon."

"Well, where is Senior Sister Mu Yun?"

"She was injured and went back to heal her wounds in advance. If she continued to challenge her, she would be worried about her life."

"Oh, let's go..."

...

I pulled out many spiritual bamboo shoots along the way, returned to the room and started cooking bamboo shoots. After eating them, I recovered with the healing pills. In less than an hour, the scars on my body healed one by one, and were as intact as before. The texture and skin recovery power were amazing. Perhaps this is the great benefit brought by the True Dragon Holy Body.

Without any sleepiness, he practiced cross-legged and refined a drop of fifth-level beast spirit liquid again.

Two hours later, the energy of the barbarian spirit liquid was refined, nourishing all parts of the body, and its strength increased a lot. When I opened my eyes, I felt that I could see further and listen more sincerely. My whole senses became much stronger. This night, my understanding of the rules of swordsmanship was completely digested and became part of my own swordsmanship cultivation.

At this moment, a misty voice floated into my ears through the inscription barrier in the room: "Xiaoxuan, it's time for you to go back to Bujia Village."

It's the voice of the divine vine tree!

I said excitedly: "Senior Shen Teng, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, your cultivation has improved a lot." His voice was very calm, and he said, "It will be the day of the West Lake Sword Competition soon. You will go back to Bujia Village now. They have gained a lot of benefits because you have won the glory of the top ten young kings in Zhongzhou. After you see them, you will enter the ruins of Buwang Mansion, where you can find my true body."

"oh?"

I was stunned and said, "Dan Tai Yao is already in Bailu Academy, will I take her with me?"

"No, you can just come alone. The fewer people know about some secrets, the better."

"Okay, I'll go now."

He walked out of the room and came to the front of the main hall of the seat. He bowed to Zhuge Ming and said, "Master, I want to go out and do some private affairs and will return within a few days."

Zhuge Ming's voice came: "Go, don't miss the swordsmanship conference."

"yes!"

...

He changed into a brand new clothes of disciples in the inner courtyard of Bailu Academy and put on a white cloak. He looked particularly energetic. He flew out of the Tianzhuyuan and came to the mountain gate of Bailu Academy. Then he called out his heart: "Xiaoqing, where are you practicing? Come back."

In the distance, the mountains were roaming with mist. In the blink of an eye, the mist separated. A stream of light rushed from the void and turned into Xiaoqing. Her breath increased a lot. As an ancient relic, the Qing Beast once returned to the upper realm, her cultivation speed was extraordinary, and she had completely surpassed me in realm. It seemed that there were signs of entering the Tailing Realm.

"Where are you going?"

"Bujia Village."

"Let's go." She turned into a beastly shape, accompanied me, and asked in a girlish voice: "I heard that you and Li Qingyin have a fight. Do you really want this wife?"

"Of course, but you can't force it. Let's go, you don't understand human feelings."

She was a little dissatisfied and snorted, "Why don't I understand?"

The 10-zhangqing parted with the clouds and mist, turned into flowing light and flew towards the sky.

Zhongzhou City is not too far from Bujia Village. It will arrive a few hours later. When I was wearing the clothes of Bailu Academy falling from the sky, many of the teenagers at the entrance of the village recognized me and rushed over: "Uncle Bai, Uncle Bai, you are finally back!"

Bu Weihu was also there, with an excited look on his face: "Young Master Bai, you are finally back. It looks like... you have entered the inner courtyard of Bailu Academy? That's great. Someone in our Bujia Village has entered the inner courtyard of such a top sect. It's simply a glorious lintel!"

"Take me to see the old village chief."

"good!"

The leaves were falling in the courtyard, and the old village chief was leaning on a crutch and took two steps to take a rest, but his face was blushing at this time, and he was about to throw down his crutch to salute.

"Old man, what are you doing?"

I hurriedly helped him up. He was a member of the Shangjiebu family, and his seniority may be much higher than mine. If he worshiped me, it would be a terrible disaster.

The old village chief looked grateful and said, "Young Master Bu, you don't know. Not long after you entered the top ten of Zhongzhou competitions with my Bu family token, the imperial court sent people to Bujia Village, giving us many cultivation resources, and promoted Bujia Village to the eighth-rate family. Every year, there are several places to enter Tianfeng Academy and the outer courtyard of Bailu Academy. The children's future prospects are hopeful. Your battle in Zhongzhou is equivalent to saving our Bujia Village. How can I not worship me?"

"There's no need to worship."

I supported the old village chief and said to him in a voice transmission manner: "Old man, I come from the lower world. My surname is Bu, and I am a descendant of the Bu family. Now you should understand why I want to help you, right?"

The old man's palms were trembling, so excited that he couldn't speak. His dead-wood-like palms rubbed my face, and his voice trembled: "Child... are you really... really?"

"Yes." I nodded: "Please keep it a secret for me, it's very important to me."

"That's great, our Bu family finally has... finally..." He was very excited.

Bu Weihu almost guessed the clues, and coughed, saying, "Mr. Village Chief, you are so excited. Young Master Bai, please stay in the village for a few more days, the children miss you."

"No, I still have something to do."

As I said that, I took out ten thousand blood spirit crystals from the space bone ring and piled them up and placed them in the room.

"This... is this the legendary blood spirit crystal?" Bu Weihu was shocked.

"Well, it's the Blood Spirit Crystal, treasures that can be exchanged for various resources, so all of them will be left to the village."

I didn't dare to stay too much, not because I was reluctant to let it go, but because I was worried that too much wealth would bring death to Bujia Village. After all, the upper realm is still relatively chaotic, especially in the marginal tribes like Bujia Village that are far away from the royal city, there are countless bandits and bandits around.

"How can the village be better to accept your gift?" The old village chief wanted to refuse.

"You don't have to be polite, you are your own people."

I stepped up and slowly rose, overlooking the village chief and Bu Weihu, and said, "I'm leaving, and I will definitely come back in the future. Take care of you, I'm leaving."

The two nodded.

...

The former site of the Prince's Mansion is my next target.

The ruins of the Bu Wang Mansion are not far from Bujia Village. From a distance, a mist lingered over the entire palace site. There were ruins everywhere, overgrown weeds, and wild beasts were rampant. I opened the sword-divine sky eye and saw through the mist, but I couldn't find the true body of the Divine Vine Tree. I couldn't help but frowned, and said in my heart: "Senior Shen Vine, where are you?"

"Three miles ahead of you."

I jumped away, and the two ups and downs came three miles away, but what I saw was still a piece of broken bricks and tiles, and bushes of ink green vines wrapped around the old trees. This was a backyard of the Bu Wang Mansion. The hall had collapsed into ruins. There was a piece of weathered stone standing in the yard, and three large characters "Shenzhen Hall" engraved on it could be seen.

Is this a place to worship the ancestors of Buwang Mansion?

When I opened the sword eye again, I finally saw a misty image in the rubble, so I walked over and the mist dissipated. I saw a vine branch that was only about one meter high, growing from the depths of the ground, covered with golden buds, emitting an extremely transcendent sacred aura. This was only discovered at a very close distance. Everything around was shrouded in the cultivation of the divine vine tree, which was extremely difficult to discover.

I quickly stepped forward, and I knelt on one knee and said respectfully: "Senior, we want to see again. Is this tender branch a part of the body you mentioned that you are exploring into the upper realm?"

"Yes."

The voice of the Divine Vine Tree was silly, saying, "I have enemies in the upper realm, and I cannot be exposed until my strength has recovered, so I can only choose to hide myself. Xiaoxuan, the same goes for you. You must learn to hide yourself. Don't be too ostentatious, otherwise it will cause a disaster."

"I will remember the lessons taught by seniors."
Chapter completed!