Chapter 197

Cui Lin smiled and said, "Miss ordered me to find a top-level swordsmith to help you build a peerless sword. Every time you can't win against others, you will rely on the weapons you don't have."

Song Jiankang protested: "When did I miss it? After all, the mood is extremely refreshing. He can finally get a taste of his long-cherished wish and get a peerless magic weapon!"

Xuanyue said: "Since Song Jianmad will stay for a few more days, then I will leave tonight."

Cui Lin said, "Miss, do you want me to find two masters to protect you?"

"No need. I'll just take the little badger. I'll teach you two a set of internal skills later. If you don't have to, step up your practice, which will greatly help improve your skills. But you must not disclose it to others." Xuanyue intends to bring Jiuding Cui Lin and Song Jianmad were given the first-level mental method of the divine power. Cui Lin's business skills are a rare talent. It's a pity that the martial arts are too poor. If he encounters an unreasonable opponent like Song Jianmad, he may not be able to deal with it. Although Song Jianmad's skill is only at the peak of the seventh rank, he has almost the same strength as the eighth rank. If he has a weapon in his hand, he may even be able to fight against the eighth rank peak or the ninth rank master. Although this fellow likes to brag, his swordsmanship is really exquisite.

Xuanyue estimated that cultivating the first-level mental method of Jiuding Divine Art should enable Song Jianmad to break through the shackles and reach the eighth-order realm in a short period of time. At that time, combined with the power of the black iron sword, he should be able to truly rank among the top masters in the world!

"Thank you, Master Beauty!"

As soon as he heard the martial arts being taught, Song Jian drooled.

Xuanyue taught the two of them the first method of focusing on Jiuding Divine Art. As for how far they can practice, it depends on the two people. After leaving the restaurant, she went to the cemetery. She wanted to see Xing An, but Xing An had already left.

"Should he go to the capital?"

"I don't know if I can see you again in the capital?"

Xuanyue looked at her name on the tombstone, and suddenly felt lonely and lost...

She had gotten rid of the Xuan family's relationship, and also killed Liu Feifei and Su Ruling, which was considered revenge. Just when will Yunbei be found? She was a little sad in her heart, but she didn't expect that this girl Yunbei was really a hard life. When he was only twelve years old, he was sold to others by his father. He was tortured and just escaped from the wolf's den, and was kidnapped by a mysterious man.

Xuanyue didn't know who kidnapped Yunbei, nor what the other party's purpose was.

She just wanted to find Yunbei quickly so that she wouldn't have to suffer anymore.

"Little Badger, it's time for us to leave Stormrage City. There's nothing to cherish here anymore."

"Master, go wherever you go, little badger."

"Fortunately, I have you with me. I don't know what people I will meet and what will happen when I go to the capital this time? I don't know if I can find Yunbei smoothly..."

"Master, don't think so much, let's go to the capital!"

"When you arrive in the capital, give my mother some peace!"

"What do you mean by peace?"

"Stop eating mud!"

General's House.

Outside the closed gate of the General's Mansion was silent and desolate, but inside the courtyard walls was another scene.

Hundreds of disciples diligently practiced every move in the martial arts field, each with a serious and serious expression. Since the tower of the God of War fell down, the Xuan family disciples seemed to have been hit, and they no longer dared to let loose.

Xiaobao was training against Xuan Jun when he suddenly slammed the sixteen-year-old Xuan Jun out, spitting out a mouthful of blood!

Xiaobao is only nine years old!

Seeing this scene, hundreds of disciples were all stunned!

"Beast! What kind of wicked kung fu did you practice!"

Xuan Boyong rushed up angrily and slapped Xiao Bao at him!

"Brother, stop!"

Xuan Zhong Wusheng was afraid that his son would be injured, so he flew up and knocked Xuan Boyong away.

"Second brother! You're... powerful!" Xuan Boyong was shocked by the ferocious internal force, his internal organs were boiling, and he was horrified! Is this still his second rubbish younger brother who has stayed in the sixth-order peak realm for more than 20 years and has not been diligent?

Xuan Zhongwu pulled Xiaobao to his identity and apologized repeatedly: "Brother, I'm sorry. I didn't do it on purpose, but Xiaobao was still a child. If he did something wrong, please be merciful!"

Seeing this scene, Xuan Jiwen said in shock, "Second brother, just now... did you knock the eldest brother back?"

Xuan Zhongwu was a little embarrassed, but he didn't deny it.

Xuan Boyong held back the horror in his heart, looked at their father and son, and said angrily, "What kind of evil martial arts do you guys practice?"

"Shut up! What's the noise!"

Xuan Wenye's majestic voice stopped the noise and quarrel.

"Second brother, you and Xiaobao come with me!"

"Yes! Father."

Xuan Zhongwu took his son and followed his father to the study.

"Kneel down in front of the ancestors." Xuan Wenye pointed to the portrait on the wall.

"Yes! Father!" Xuan Zhongwu took Xiaobao to his knees respectfully. Although he didn't know what he had done, he didn't dare to disobey his father's orders!

"What do I ask you, answer honestly." Xuan Wenye's tone was serious, and his expression showed no emotion.

"Yes."

"Your martial arts have improved by leaps and bounds recently? What state have you reached now?"

"Eighth-order... peak."

"What's going on?" Xuan Wenye was shocked. Half a month ago, my son's skill was still only at the sixth rank! To suddenly advance by leaps and bounds to such an astonishing level? Eighth-order peak? No wonder he was able to knock the boss back with one palm. Xuan Boyong is only in the middle stage of the eighth order!

"Father, this...this..." Xuan Zhongwu hesitated.

"Grandpa. We can't say it. We promised... we must not reveal this secret. Don't make it difficult for my father." Xiaobao pleaded for Xuan Zhongwu.

"Second, you look at the portrait of the ancestor, do you dare to hide it?" The old man was obviously angry.

"Don't dare!"

"Why don't you say it soon?"

"Yes!"

"Daddy! You promised not to say anything!" Little Treasure was anxious.

"Xiaobao, as disciples of the Xuan family, we must not lie in front of our ancestors." Xuan Zhongwu smiled wryly, and then said: "Father, in fact, Xiaobao and I have made great progress in martial arts because we practiced Wuming. Divine skill!"

Xuan Wenye said: "What nameless magic?"

Xuanzhong Wudao: "Xiaobao and Xuanyue accidentally met a mysterious master and taught them a set of unknown magic skills. Before Xuanyue died, he passed this set of martial arts to me. I only practice. It took more than half a month to reach the realm of the eighth-order peak. But if you want to go further, I am afraid it will be difficult."

There was a strange look in Xuan Wenye's eyes: "The eighth-order peak is already amazing! You are only in your forties, and you are still very young. After the corpse of the devil-blood dragon is refined, the Dragon Marrow Pill is produced. After you take it, you should Able to hit the ninth-level realm! Haha! Our Xuan family finally has another ninth-level master! God has eyes! Has eyes!"

"Father?"

"It's all right, you guys go out first. Don't mention this to anyone, including your two brothers."

"The boy knows."

Xuan Zhongwu took Xiaobao out of the study in a little panic. He always felt that his father's expression was a little strange, as if there was something hiding from him...

After he and Xiaobao left, a figure suddenly appeared in the study.

This novel comes from Kanshu Wang