Chapter 9 The Unspeakable Hidden

"Martior skills; the unloading force has reached the second heaven, and it should be able to lift this Xuantian broken knife." Qiao Yun nodded heavily.

"Arrival of the double day? Yes, yes, you understand it quickly enough. There was a strange tone in Huang Niren's words.

Qiao Yun grinned and said, "Senior, can I try to pick up this broken knife now?"

Huang Niren replied cheerfully, "Since you are so confident, let's try it."

Shrugged his shoulders, Qiao Yun walked to the broken knife, squatted down, held the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, clenched his teeth, the blue veins on his arms were bumped, and his face flushed red. Qiao Yun struggled to lift Xuantian's broken knife and fell down. He almost fell to the ground with Xuantian's broken knife several times, let alone drive this broken knife. .

"Bomb." Xuantian's broken knife was half a foot deep into the ground, and at the same time, the ground trembled violently, and cracks like spider webs spread away.

One hand leaned on the handle of the knife, and the other hand wiped the hot sweat on his face. Qiao Yun gasped and said, "Senior, this Xuantian broken knife has been picked up by me. Do you think you can give it to me?"

Huang Niren waved his hand generously, and Gujing said without waves, "Take it. This Xuantian broken knife is also my painstaking efforts for thousands of years. I hope you can use it well. If you have a chance to find the broken part, try to repair the Xuantian broken knife.

"Thank you very much..." Qiao Yun hurriedly received Xuantian's broken knife into the space ring, but before he came to his senses, a gust of wind suddenly swept Qiao Yun out of the small mountain peak, and the words of the yellow clay man echoed in his ear at the same time; "The treasure has been given to you, leave the desert island quickly. From now on, I don't want anyone to enter a desert island to disturb my life..."

With the help of the seven steps of quenching thunder, Qiao Yun landed firmly on the ground, looked up at the 100-foot-high peak, and then left the desert island.

In the thatched hut on the mountain, the yellow clay man sank into the wall, and there was a thick voice on the mountain; "Little guy, do you know why I gave him the Xuantian broken knife?"

"Wow." The Purple Lion King roared in a low temper.

"In addition to the strange horn in his hand, there is another reason why I gave him the broken knife. I faintly felt the breath of an old friend from him, and that's why I gave him Xuantian broken knife."

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After walking out of the desert island, Qiao Yun also felt like he had been living in for the rest of his life and returned to the inn where he stayed.

" boss, where did you go last night? I thought you left the black mandarin and quietly left here alone. Seeing Qiao Yun come back, the black mandarin hurriedly over his shoulder, with two small claws around his chest and said dissatisfiedly.

Qiao Yun, who was originally in a heavy mood, couldn't help but squeeze out an ugly smile on his face when he saw the naive appearance of the black mandarin and said, "It's getting late. Let's go."

After walking out of the inn, Qiao Yun went to the stable of the town and spent 1,000 gold coins to buy a good foal, and then rushed to the imperial capital.

After riding the horse and leaving the town, Qiao Yun returned to Fenglan Mountain for nearly five days.

Seeing Qiao Yun's return, the elderly Sun Nan immediately walked up enthusiastically and said with a smile: "Young master, you are finally back. How have you been outside for half a year?

"Grandpa Sun, you have also aged a lot in the past six months. Yun'er is doing well outside, but sometimes she misses you. In Qiao Yun's eyes, Sun Nan is like her own grandfather and has great respect for him.

The turbid old eyes looked at Qiao Yun carefully. Sun Nan sighed and said slowly, "Having been outside for half a year, the young master has also changed, the man has become mature, and his strength has also increased a lot. If your father knows the strength of the fifth-level master, he will definitely be very happy..."

In the past, Qiao Yun did not even step into the threshold of the fighter, which only made Qiao Fei, the king of Zhennan, shame his son. Now he has climbed to the strength of the fifth-level master in less than a year, so that Qiao Fei can be unhappy.

Looking at Qiao Yun with doting eyes, Sun Nan asked Qiao Yun about the big and small things outside.

Of course, Qiao Yun did not tell Sun Nan roughly how to join the hard stone mercenary regiment and so on.

After saying goodbye to Sun Nan, Qiao Yun immediately went to the cemetery of the gods to visit his teacher Xing Tian.

In the dark world, there was a bloody smell in the air. Xing Tianfu floated in mid-air, and his old palm poked his long white beard and said with a smile. "Yes, yes, the strength of breaking through from the second level to the fifth level in half a year is beyond my imagination."

Thinking of the sinisterness of the past six months, Qiao Yun sighed that if it hadn't been hard, he wouldn't have died many times.

Although Xing Tian was surprised by Qiao Yun's rapid progress in strength in the past six months, he was also very clear that the apprentice had experienced a lot of thrills in half a year to achieve such an achievement. Xing Tian said cowardly: "The first step of practicing should be neither humble nor arrogant, so you should not achieve a trace of achievement."

"Teacher, you taught me a lesson, and the apprentice will keep it in mind." Qiao Yun listened honestly to Xing Tian's lesson.

"Little devil, it is more difficult to break through after the fifth level. Many people have been trapped in the strength of the fifth level all their lives, so the future practice is like a big witch compared with the previous one. You have to be mentally prepared..." Xing Tian's meaningful way.

Qiao Yun nodded firmly and said firmly, "Teacher, no matter how hard it is, I will stick to it."

"Okay, the teacher is relieved with your words." Looking at Qiao Yun, Xing Tian said slowly, "Little devil, do you know why I want you to worship me as a teacher?"

"Teacher, didn't you say that? As long as I am your apprentice, will I help you kill the rebel who bullied his teacher and destroyed his ancestors? Qiao Yun said with a straight face.

The palm of his hand pounded the white beard, and Xing Tian nodded and said, "Yes, this is also one of the important reasons for you as an apprentice, and another reason is the skills you practice."

"The skills I practiced?" Qiao Yun was stunned, and his face was full of consterction.

"Everyone is selfish, and teachers are no exception." A gentle smile appeared on the old face, and the teacher Xing Tian smiled and said, "Little devil, have you forgotten when you and I only met? At that time, you asked me why I knew about the collapse of your family?

When he met the teacher, Qiao Yun did ask Xing Tian this question, but because after visiting the teacher, Xing Tian was his own teacher, and Qiao Yun did not ask.