Chapter 11: Female beauty into fairy

In the end, what makes Ye Zhen crying and laughing is that the long-awaited secret of Dugu Jiujian was engraved behind the sword grave!
I just had this sword tomb stone too close to the cliff wall, less than three feet in between. Ye Zhen only searched with a clever idea, but I didn't expect to find it.
But after looking at Dugu Jiujian, Ye Zhen found that the help to himself was not as great as he thought.
It has no use at all except that it has mutually confirmed with its own martial arts concept and changed some wrong directions.
Because this dugu nine sword is not a fixed sword move, it is like a formula that teaches you to encounter the enemy's attack, then put it in this formula, and then in a short time, calculate the routine that the enemy will attack next, and then One move to defeat the enemy!
But Ye Zhen has been on this road since the success of Jiuyang Zhenjing, or the true master of martial arts will eventually go on this road.
Suddenly seeking to defeat this routine to the routine, so that those who have not reached the realm of the Grand Master can also learn this routine.
It's just that ... those with low skill, using this routine to attack people below the master is indeed unfavorable, especially first-class masters, the effect is amazing! But once met the master of martial arts.
一旦 Once the other party has a killing intention, they will be in a different place before you can react, let alone calculate the other party ’s martial arts.
算 Even if he comes in, the person who truly reaches the realm of the Grand Master has a deep and varied understanding of martial arts, and it is useless to set anything up.
"Even ..."
虽然 Although this trip is far from what I thought, the gains from the three months of going down the mountain are enough to digest for a long time in the future.
Qi Yezhen held the sword of an unknown name, and under the perfusion of internal force, the buzzing of the sword body instantly sounded in harmony with it.
"呛!"
A sword sword that was visible to the naked eye flashed away, and the sword tomb that weighed dozens of tons in front of him was cut off by Ye Zhenqigen!
With a big wave of Xi, Ye Zhen was accepted into the ring by Ye Zhen. At this time, Ye Zhen's ring was already full of stuff, and could no longer hold anything.
But when Ye Zhen was going down the mountain, he still couldn't hold his heart after seeing the Bosqu snake.
Ye Ye smiled bitterly. "Well, since you can't let it go, you won't go back to Wudang first. I'll see if this snake really doesn't grow up!"
Uh ...
After a while, Ye Zhen has been in the valley for five years!
这 In the past five years, Ye Zhen has given up using Bosqu snake serpent gallbladder to increase strength.
At this time, Ye Zhen's Jiuyang Zhenjing has reached the level of roundness and wishfulness, and the sword style has completely abandoned the type, or all the shapes are merged together.
Take out the sword! It seems that it has become instinct, and a sword is stabbed at will. The seemingly ordinary sword has a captivating soul, and its power is only to break its vitality!
Even if it hasn't been stabbed yet! The mountains and stones have been turned into powder, the vegetation has withered, and the animals and humans have died!
But even so ... Ye Zhen was still unable to take the final half-step to keep the internal force from leaving the body.
I do n’t mean that Ye Zhen ca n’t do it, but that there is no follow-up that can directly reach the innate exercises, and it is necessary to rely on your own understanding.
In fact, Ye Zhen is already very stubborn. Looking at the flying snow and shooting white deer in the sky, the Xiaoshuxiaxia leans on Biyu, and very few can reach this state!
"It's time to go down ..."
Twenty-one-year-old Ye Zhen touched his beard, used water as a mirror, and pointed for a cut. She trimmed her waist and long hair, then changed into a clean dress and went down.
He was just a half-step congenital, rounded and wishful. Ye Zhen, who was restrained by the divine light, was ordinary and ordinary. At this time, he looked even more ordinary.
When I reached the foot of the mountain, Ye Zhen didn't stop at all and went straight to the Central Plains.
I finally arrived in the Central Plains after seven days, and at the same time Ye Zhen also got a message that the six major factions will besiege the Ming religion in recent days!
Ye Ye gave a slight pause and then let go.
"I was thirteen when I met Xiao Ruo then, and it's almost five years now."
Ye Ye really thought that now he was going back to Wudang directly. Seeing the master, he would go to Guangming Ding to make fun.
After all ... I haven't seen each other for so many years, Ye Zhen also misses the master very much.
"Ok?"
Suddenly, Ye Zhen, Ye Zhen's eyes, reached a figure.
"Couldn't it be such a coincidence?"
Ye Rao was calm and calm in Ye Zhen, and was a bit surprised when she saw this figure.
Because this figure is nine points similar to Zhao Min who left Ye Zhenxuan five years ago!
It's just that Zhao Min is more slender than he was five years ago, and those eccentric big eyes still look so alarming.
Suddenly, one half of the face was as beautiful as the other half, and the other half was weird in color. The skin was still rotten, and a straw mat was pulled behind him, and there was an extremely shy man lying on the straw mat.
Soon after, a group of people appeared again at the gate, or a group of women, led by a middle-aged beautiful woman in black, holding a gorgeous long sword in her hand!
Out of the sword sheath, the exposed hilt is silver unicorn, and the eyes are inlaid with a blood-red gem, giving a luxurious and bloodthirsty feeling out of thin air.
Ye Ye really laughed, whispering the cooked peanuts, and whispering "It's really hilarious ..., Zhao Min, Zhang Wuji, Emei Pie ..."
Speaking of the Emei faction, Ye Zhen suddenly found a person in the crowd who seemed to know each other.
A slender girl with a white skirt on the ground, light, elegant, clear, beautiful, spirit, fairy, as beautiful as a fairy.
Xiu Ruozhizhilan, elegant and refined. The temperament Tsinghua Fangfei is beautiful and uncommon, and there is a clear spirit in the Emei Mountains with a touch of mist.
Ye Ye really can say with certainty that whether in reality or in this world, this woman is the most beautiful and temperamental woman Ye Zhen has ever seen.
Ye Zhen is already like this, let alone other people, there are a few guys who do n’t know who stuffed peanuts in his nostrils in front of Jun, and even stunned, as if they were ordered by acupuncture points, drooling Flow out.
"Ok?"
Suddenly, Ye Zhen turned back fiercely, because on the waist of a young girl who looked like a fairy, and within the white sand, Ye Zhen saw a bamboo flute that had turned yellow. To be precise, it was carved on the bamboo flute. Two simplified characters "Ye Zhen"!
I was surprised, and then frowned slightly, Ye Zhen sighed, "Sure enough ... the gear of destiny can't be changed by ordinary people. I joined the Emei faction and lived in the same inn with Zhang Wuji in this small town."
Ye Yezhen sighed, sitting at the tea stand outside the inn was all afternoon, until the night came.
A bunch of Emei girls rushed out of the inn and rushed in a certain direction.
Suddenly! A long sword, wearing a plain black robe and wearing a black gauze covering his face, blocked the way of Disciples Emei.
"呛!"
Disciples of Chang'emei drew their swords one after another, and the voice of Zhou Yanruo Konggu's ghost exclaimed, "Who is coming! Why stop me from sending my disciples to Emei!"
It was Ye Zhen who blocked the road to disciples from Emei, and Ye Zhen's purpose was still to prevent Zhou Zhenruo and Zhang Wuji from encountering each other, or to wipe out sparks.
In the past, I just liked the simple Xiao Zhouyiruo, and didn't want her to be blackened by Zhang Wuji, an eggless thing, and the old woman who was a menopause every day, then now ... Ye Zhen directly didn't want these two. People met.
There was an invisible momentum covering the whole audience instantly, all the Emei disciples felt like they were pressing down a mountain, couldn't move, and it was difficult to speak.
"Om!"
With a sword slamming, the long sword in the hands of disciples of Emei suddenly seemed to be pulled by something, and immediately flew off.
Then, in the shocked eyes of everyone, Ye Zhen, who was standing around the negative hand, rotated.
Suddenly! Dozens of long swords crossed in front of Ye Zhen, and the sword pointed at disciple Emei in front of him!
A horror of death staring all over the minds of all people. Zhou Lingruo's big eyes were full of eagerness, while energetically fighting against Ye Zhen's emancipation, while screaming, "Predecessors' mercy!"
As soon as the words fall, the sword becomes ten silver lights! With a thunderbolt, he shot at a crowd of Emei disciples!

(End of this chapter)