Chapter 132 Fourth-order Xuanshi

After preliminarily understanding the strength of the top ten masters of Panlong Sword Academy, Yan Song suddenly felt the pressure on his shoulders. Song Daidai, the worst of the top ten masters, is the fourth-order Xuanshi, and the strongest Taiyan is likely to reach the Xuanzong realm, which makes Yan Song, who has just entered the second-order Xuanshi, feel embarrassed! In a month and a half, even if he has the ability to break through the two levels, it is impossible for him to break through the five or six levels in a row. That is to say, he is expected to enter the top ten, but it is impossible to win the first place and get the martial soul of mythical beasts!!!

But anyway, this is the only way to get the martial soul of the mythical beast at present. He must try and try his best to fight for it! With this idea in the following days, Yan Song began to work hard again. He got up an hour earlier than others every day to come to the sword yard and sat in the empty advanced martial arts arena to start Xuanxiu. He sat for a morning. He was already here when others came, and he didn't leave until after others left.

At noon, he hurriedly ate his stomach and still came to the martial arts arena early. When he sat down in another afternoon, from the bright sun overhead to the dusk, he still came earlier and left later than others, so that even the elders of dead wood had an illusion: Is it possible that this boy can't eat or drink and petrified in the martial arts arena?

The woman in white in the blue scroll is also puzzled by his hard-working Xuanxiu, because every time she enters her virtual world, she sees the young man in white sitting quietly on the Star Pavilion, and when she leaves, the other party still sits there motionless. She has always been quiet, happy, and does not care about ordinary things, but over time, Yan Song's behavior is quieter than her and more able to withstand loneliness than her...

On this day, when she was about to leave the virtual world, she couldn't help looking back. Seeing that Yan Song was still concentrating on Xuanxiu, she gently flew from the platform to the Star Viewing Pavilion and fell beside Yan Song. She asked calmly and coldly, "Such hard work will only be thin. What do you want?"

Hearing this, Yan Song quickly put away his fingerprints and stood up and said, "Sister, I understand what you mean. I also know the music you played for me last time, but I have important things to do now. If I miss it, it will be too late. This is related to the prosperity and decline of the family, and I can't help it. After a while, I will definitely have a good rest and recuperate in your way. As he spoke, without waiting for the woman in white to answer, he hurriedly sat down and was lucky again. The love wind sword hit the Xuanjian array again and turned around him.

Yan Song was working hard to practice. Suddenly, he heard a familiar sound of flute around him. He immediately felt that his physical fatigue had been reduced a lot. Such a divine song should only be heard in the sky and could be heard a few times in the world. His closed eyes moved slightly. After all, he didn't open it or get up to thank him. He can't waste time. He has to seize a minute and a second...

Maybe he moved the woman in white, or the woman in white moved the Star Hall into the blue scroll in return for him. In short, from that day on, she stopped practicing Xuangong, but stood on the platform, holding a blue flute in her hand, and kept blowing the "heavenly legacy" for Yan Song. Yan Song didn't feel anything at first, but he kept on the song for three consecutive days. Although he benefited a lot from the song, he didn't want to bother her so much. The more she did, the more ashamed he felt.

He thought that moving the Star Hall here was just a piece of cake and could not be so grateful, but every time he opened his eyes, the song suddenly stopped, and then he heard the cold words of the woman opposite: "Close your eyes and concentrate! Hold your breath and don't think about it!"

He had to do it.

There is an endless mysterious gas supply in the Star Hall, the acceleration of the Xuanjian array of the love wind sword Taiji, and the great recovery of energy and physical strength of the woman in white. Yan Song's continuous practice, the speed of Xuanxiu is five or six times faster than before. Half a month of accumulation broke through a few days later, entered the third-level Xuanshi, and it was out of control. Another half month later, he miraculously broke through to the fourth-order Xuanshi!

From July to August, he broke through two levels in a row!

At this time, the woman in white called Yan Song, who wanted to continue Xuanxiu, and said, "I have something urgent to complete now. I may not be here for a long time. Remember not to work so hard again. Without my music, you will only get half the effort, and the loss will not pay off!" Yan Song nodded and stood up quickly. He asked the woman in white what was urgent. If it was difficult, he was willing to help him. The woman in white suddenly smiled, "He clearly said that he had something important to do, but how could he have time to help me and help me? Isn't your efforts been wasted these days in vain!"

The woman in white is already charming and has a beautiful face. When she is usually indifferent, she is already icy and beautiful. Now she smiles so softly. Yan Song stood there in a daze, as if he had passed away. In the past few months, because of his age, his height has also suddenly increased, and he has unconsciously been as tall as the young man in the high-level martial arts arena, as if he were a small adult. I don't know when he stood in front of the woman in white and couldn't feel that the other party was much bigger than him, because he was now half a head taller than him.

Looking at the smile of the other party and the height comparison of the two, he suddenly felt that such a visual face to face was no longer what he looked like when the little girl shouted! He was stunned for a long time, as if he realized his gaffe. He quickly lowered his head and looked elsewhere. After a while, he raised his head and suddenly found that the woman in white had disappeared.

hu——

The teenager exhaled and felt that the time was almost up, so he also left the blue scroll, left the Jade Bodhi, and went straight back to the outside world. When he opened his eyes, it was already dusk. There was no one around the martial arts arena, only in the distance. Liu Yun's figure was slowly walking this way. He stood up and walked towards Liu Yun.

"There is new news." Liu Yun looked calm and looked at Yan Song. Yan Song hurriedly asked about the news, and Liu Yun replied, "According to Ling Han's report, a month ago, two other girls of your Yan family returned to the family. After inspection, they were not the princess of the previous dynasty. The imperial capital Zhuque Forbidden Army has been on their way back. It is estimated that they should be able to reach the imperial capital in the next few days."

Yan Song finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the stone in his heart was completely put down: "So, nothing happened. Our Yan family finally escaped a disaster?! Ah, long live!" Yan Song opened his arms excitedly and hugged Liu Yun. Liu Yun hurriedly pushed him away and pretended to be angry and said, "You boy, it's not that simple." Seeing that Yan Song's excited expression froze instantly, Liu Yun said, "Think about it, since the imperial capital Zhuque Forbidden Army can get this news, it must know Lover's whistleblower, do you think this can be over?

Yan Song's face slowly calmed down and then became more and more serious: "You mean that the insider will not give up and will continue to explore and continue to trouble our Yan family?"

"What I'm worried about now is who is, how did I know about this matter, and when did I know it," Liu Yun turned his back to Yan Song, put his left hand on his right elbow, held his chin in his right hand, and meditated, "Falmost people in the Liu family know about this matter. The only people I told are you and Ling Han. In addition, I didn't talk to the third person. Ling Han, I'm relieved, you..." Liu Yun suddenly turned around, looked into Yan Song's eyes, and paused, "You didn't tell anyone else, did you?"

"No, keep your mouth shut." Yan Song said, but he immediately saw Liu Yun's eyes change. Although he still looked at himself, there was a trace of lock and a sense of crisis in his bright eyes. He hurriedly made a stop, signaling the other party not to think about it, let alone think so: "Do you doubt me? Although I didn't make a statement, I don't forget my ancestors. I can not participate in my grandfather's loyalty, but I will never betray him!" With that, he looked at Liu Yun firmly.

Liu Yun's expression slowly calmed down and smiled, "Why are you so nervous? I didn't say anything. You're not guilty, are you?"

"Just kidding, your eyes are more terrible than words!" Yan Song turned around and was about to ask Liu Yun to go to dinner together. His leg, which had just stepped out, suddenly stopped there, as if it had been fixed. Seeing this, Liu Yun hurriedly asked him what was wrong. Then he opened his mouth and slowly turned his head to look at Liu Yun and said, "I seem to know who it is?"

"Who?"

Yan Song told Liu Yun that the Yan family had a war with the Di family, the Sima family, and the Wuya Sword School in Ye Nancheng. In fact, there was a clue to these three fierce battles, that is, the grandfather was killed, and the person Yan Song wanted to talk about was the person who assassinated Yan Hong in those years. Liu Yun was puzzled: "Didn't you say that those two major families and the Wuya Sword Sect were destroyed by the clan, and the enemies were killed by the extermination of the family?"

"I think so, but I almost ignored a person," Yan Song's expression was calm, but his tone was very excited, with a little panic in excitement. "At that time, there was a swordsmith in the Di family who was about to die. He first escaped to the Wuya Sword School, escaped the disaster of destroying the Di family, and then escaped from the Wuya Sword School and then escaped. A disaster to destroy the endless swordsman. At that time, we won a big victory and ignored this person for a while. Now I think about it, he is a very important pawn. If we destroy his clan, he is bound to think of the most sinister way to revenge on us.

Liu Yun said impatiently, "After talking for a long time, who is it?"

Di Yun, the uncle of Dilu, the head of the Di family, is an ordinary old swordsman. Normally, he is about to die, but he is not dead yet. I heard that he fled to the imperial capital.

Liu Yun nodded and muttered, "We have to investigate this person. Ling Han's father was responsible for this matter, and it should be clearer." After saying that, he turned around and walked far away. Yan Song wanted to ask her to go home for dinner, but she waved her hand, and she didn't look back.

When Yan Song returned home, Sun Kai was the first to open the door to greet him. He was more attentive than ever. He knew that Sun Kai must have something to ask for, so he asked him to say that he could help him. Then he saw Sun Kai cleaning the dust on his clothes with a smile, while wiping his sleeves and letting him sit down. Then he said, "Brother Song, can I borrow some money?"

"Well," Yan Song took a sip of water, then opened the Najie, took out a pile of crystal cards, with several red ones, and more than a dozen orange and yellow ones. There had to be tens of thousands of silver coins. After he bought the tens of thousands of gold coins into water attribute beast elixir, this was his only home. As he drew the card, he asked Sun Kai, "How much do you use? Aren't you rich?"

"Hey, can you give it all to me?" Sun Kai's eyes stared at all kinds of crystal cards, and they were about to fly out. Seeing Yan Song looking at him in a daze, he hurriedly said, "There is still half a month to compare the sword courtyard. I want to have the greatest chance of winning. When I make a lot of money, I will definitely pay you back twice!"