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"Dongzi, why did they come to you? I seemed to hear you asking for money just now?" Tang Xuan asked.

Li Dong was silent for a moment and said slowly: "Brother Xuan, I have completed the procedures and will be ready to go home in a few days. They want to blackmail me before I leave."

"What, are you going home?" Tang Xuan said in surprise.

"Brother Xuan," Li Dong rubbed his nose and said what he said in his heart: "I know my qualifications. After being in the Yunxiao Sect for so many years, I have barely entered the second level of the Spiritual Vein Realm. My martial arts mastery is terrible. I have no hope of entering the outer sect. This is the last outer sect assessment, which means nothing to me. I don't want to stay here and be looked down upon. When I return to the family, I plan to learn business with my father, and inherit the family business in the future and enjoy a lifetime of wealth. I have whatever I want. It's much better than being a broken disciple here."

Even though Li Dong spoke easily, Tang Xuan could still hear a trace of unresolute reluctance from his tone.

"Dongzi, have you given up like this? Don't you try it anymore? I got a lot of good things down this time. I have some secrets or elixirs here." Tang Xuan opened the package he brought, revealing the things inside.

A large stack of thick silver notes, seven or eight elixir bottles, and several secret book books.

"So many silver, pills, and... white-level secrets!" Li Dong was shocked, opened his mouth wide, and roared: "Brother Xuan, where did you... you got it from? Did you rob Wanbao Pavilion?"

"Don't guess, I did snatch these things, but they were not Wanbao Pavilion, but from the hands of a group of evil men in the world." Tang Xuan briefly described the incident.

Li Dong was shocked again: "You killed more than a dozen warriors..."

Looking at Tang Xuan with a complicated look, Li Dong smiled bitterly: "Sometimes I really suspect that you are not Tang Xuan. You didn't have such courage before."

"How could it be?" Tang Xuan's heart twitched, and his expression was a little sneering.

Li Dong did not realize that his unintentional words happened to have the biggest secret on Tang Xuan. He looked nostalgic about the secret book in Tang Xuan's package and closed the package back and forth.

"Brother Xuan, I believe you will definitely become a famous figure in the world in the future! However, I appreciate your kindness. I know how much you have. No matter how good you give me, I can't understand the secrets. No matter how much pills you give me, it's not enough for me to pile them up. Besides, I haven't heard of any real strong man who can take medicine. Everyone has his own way. Not everyone can become a strong martial arts master. I, Li Dong, will not hang myself on a tree..."

Tang Xuan did not persuade Li Dong in the end, and he knew that he really couldn't change anything.

There is more than half a month to be the external sect assessment. Li Dong has been in the sect for five years. If he passes this time, he will be driven down the mountain. He wants to let the mediocre Li Dong have the strength of the fourth level of the Lingzhi Realm within this half month. Not to mention that Tang Xuan can't do it, even the head of the Yunxiao Sect can't do it. Instead of participating in a hopeless assessment and being driven down the mountain in shame, it is better to be happy and leave the sect early and retain the last bit of dignity.

Return to your own wooden building.

Tang Xuan adjusted his mentality and everything would not go well in life. Perhaps Li Dong's choice to go back and be a rich man is the right choice.

One is to enjoy a luxurious life, a life where money and women are lacking in nothing.

One is a life where you are struggling on the road of practice and face the threat of death at any time.

There is no absolute difference between which one to choose.

But for Tang Xuan, he firmly chose the second one, and he had no regrets. "There is more than half a month before the external assessment, so I will strive to break through the fourth level of the Spirit Vein Realm within this period." Tang Xuan secretly made up his mind that he is now in the late stage of the Third Level of the Spirit Vein Realm, and giving him a period of time may not be able to break through...

Next, Tang Xuan seemed to have returned to the days before going down the mountain. He set out from the wooden house before dawn every day and came to the cliff where he had practiced. He swallowed the Qi Condensation Pill (low-level cultivation pill) for half a day to extract true qi, and used it to practice "Thirteen Swords of the Wind" in half a day.

Time flies, and two weeks have passed quickly, and it is getting closer and closer to the external door assessment.

A week ago, Tang Xuan sent Li Dong away.

Standing halfway up the mountain and watching his only friend in the sect leave in the family carriage, Tang Xuan was stunned for a moment, then turned back to the sect and began to practice harder.

Top of the mountain, edge of the cliff.

Tang Xuan sat on the cliff, and the sea of ​​clouds was churning at his feet. The mountain wind whistled, making Tang Xuan dance wildly with black hair.

The true energy in his body was circulating. In his internal state, the milky white true energy as thick as a thumb filled three spiritual veins. After continuous tempering, its majesty level was far more powerful than half a month ago.

"It's almost done!"

Tang Xuan let out a long roar, got up, pulled out the purple electric treasure sword, and slashed at the tumbling sea of ​​clouds.

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!

Thirteen sword lights, like crisscrossing thin silver threads, cut the sea of ​​clouds into pieces.

"Kill again!"

Tang Xuan slashed out thirteen more times!

Kill again!

After the sword was released again and again, Tang Xuan's sword speed became faster and faster. Before the sword was dispersed, the sword was rising again and again. The sword force continued, as if the surging rivers were becoming more and more vigorous and thick.

The essence of the Thirteen Swords of the Wind Sword is gradually mastered by Tang Xuan.

If Tie Hengjiang could see it, he would probably be so discouraged that he would be desperate. He practiced hard for more than ten years and realized the true meaning of "Thirteen Swords of the Wind", but Tang Xuan mastered it in just half a month.

The true energy in Tang Xuan's body was also boiling.

It keeps surging along the meridians, like stormy waves.

With Tang Xuan's continuous understanding, he broke through the swordsmanship realm.

These true qi also seemed to contain the advantages of sword techniques, and were like tides, constantly impacting the barrier of the third spiritual vein, one after another, surging.

Click!

Kick!

The barrier kept cracking under the impact of true qi...

boom!

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth suddenly circled and poured into the body!

The final barrier is like a river dam that broke through the flood. After a thousand miles of collapse, the third spiritual vein was completely penetrated, and the true energy rushed to the fourth spiritual vein. Tang Xuanshou stopped the knife and wiped a layer of smelly sweat stains that gushed out of the surface of his body. It was the dirt produced after the impact of the meridians.

"The fourth level of the spiritual vein realm." Standing in front of the wind, Tang Xuan looked calm, not ecstatic, but a kind of confidence that was in control.
Chapter completed!