"As the saying goes, martial arts practice is like moving a mountain, one step at a time... Fortunately, the mountain on the seventh level of blood exchange has been turned over by us!"

His spirit was refreshed and he couldn't help but sigh.

I am used to seeing Mr. Yang's rapid progress, his progress of changing blood once every two years is a bit too slow.

But in fact, his progress was enough to make a stir in the world. The children of the big families in Qingzhou City did not have such progress.

Of course, you can't compare with the old man, let alone Mr. Yang.

"Oh, I heard that Mr. Yang has broken through the Hundred Octopus Entrance and has reached the realm of a Grand Master..."

Wiping her body, Xiao Wu was envious and a little ashamed:

"In our life, I'm afraid there is no hope..."

He said this to the dark place, that was Yu Jing's junior brother, who stayed to protect the old man. These days, he was guiding himself to practice martial arts.

"You have no hope."

In the shadow, Liu Dong looked at him coldly, turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

"I have no hope, but you have no hope..."

Xiao Wupi didn't care, but he didn't think he had this hope.

That is the great master, the millions of warriors in Qingzhou, and in a hundred years, there are only a few...

Squeak ~

Suddenly, the door was pushed.

Xiao Wu was shocked and suddenly lifted his sword and turned around. He saw that the mysterious man in a cloak, which had been closed for many days, was pushed away from the inside. He was wearing a cloak, slowly walked out.

"So it's you."

Xiao Wu breathed a sigh of relief when shocked.

He is not unfamiliar with this cloaked man. It was Mr. Yang who left behind to protect the old man.

However, in recent years, this cloaked man has hardly gone out, like a dead person. Why did he go out at this time?

Swish!

The slightly red eyes raised, and the cloak slid down. A middle-aged man with a cold face appeared in front of Xiao Wu with a burst of sour bone friction.

"You recognize me?"

A hoarse voice came, Xiao Wu shivered and felt a little scared:

"I, Xiao Wu! Mr. Yang's housekeeper, don't you recognize me?"

"Xiao Wu..."

The cold middle-aged man looked around, as if he was searching for something in his mind. After a long time, he nodded:

"My surname is Jing, and I need a sword."

...

...

Buzz ~

Everything that the thoughts come into contact with the evil seal, the living dead, or "Jing Yi" sees, appears before Yang Yu, including Xiao Wu, Liu Dong and the crowd guarding in secret.

Even, he could hear the old man snoring.

"I don't know how long it will take Jingyi to break through the 'pierce' and become a master..."

After letting go of his hand, Yang Yu was a little looking forward.

The Evil-Suppressing Seal can accommodate a group of ghosts, but the total souls must not exceed himself. In theory, it can be divided into 100 souls and 100 souls, but he has no choice to divide.

Therefore, logically speaking, as long as there are enough elixirs, "Jing Yi" can be promoted to the Grand Master in a very short period of time.

"call!"

As the thoughts turned, Yang Yu opened his eyes.

As he expected, Zhang Xuanba was elusive on the side of the extinguished bonfire. He didn't know when he would appear, and his multiple warnings were useless.

"I dare to enter into a state of meditation in the wilderness."

Seeing him open his eyes, Zhang Xuanba couldn't help but shake his head.

"With you always guarding the Dharma, why don't you dare to do it?"

Yu Yang was not surprised.

With his five senses, even if he enters meditation, he cannot hide the movements within a radius of hundreds of feet.

And if the person who comes can hide his perception, then there is no difference where he enters meditation. For such a master, there is no difference between a wall and a piece of paper.

"Since I'm awake, then let's go."

Get up, brush your sleeves, and Zhang Xuanba walked:
Chapter completed!