Chapter 263 Salute

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The powerful Zhenyuan has formed the power of six shackles, making the six Yuan swords unable to move.

Zhou Xing pulled his right hand out of thin air, and the six Yuan swords were pulled back by the invisible Zhen Yuan, and then floated in front of Zhou Xing. Zhou Xing's heart moved. These six Yuan swords were also like Yuan Xuyang, surrounding the body and forming a circle.

Unlike Yuan Xuyang, the six people in Yueming can still feel the clear connection between Yuan Jian and themselves, but they are controlled by Zhou Xing's strength.

Two Yuan swords joined the ranks of six Yuan swords and rotated in an orderly manner around the circle.

"Brother Yuchen, everyone's condensed Yuanjian has different sword meanings. If you can feel and distinguish it, you will have a chance to cultivate the sword realm!" Yuan Xuyang's clear voice came to Zhou Xing's ears.

Zhou Xing's eyes were slightly bright, and his consciousness suddenly burst out, covering his own eight swords.

The Yueming and others also heard Yuan Xuyang's words and looked at each other, showing a touch of joy. This was also a reminder for them. After this time, they must borrow the Yuan sword from each other and feel the meaning of the sword.

Zhou Xing felt carefully that these eight Yuan swords were the strongest with his own one virtual one, one real and two. The other people's Yuan swords were just condensed by the middle-level cultivation. Each Yuan sword, without exception, has the meaning of perforeverance, but the cultivation is different, and the intensity of this fierceness is also different.

Zhou Xing's eyes were slightly closed, and his consciousness was shrouded by eight Yuan swords. Zhen Yuan was bound by all eight Yuan swords and felt it quietly.

After a long time, Zhou Xing sighed in his heart. No matter how he felt it, these swords were just condensed by real energy. Except for the different strength, there was no difference. Although it hasn't been long, Zhou Xing can feel that even if he has been here for a few months, I'm afraid there will be no different results.

And this Yuan sword will consume a lot of true yuan. It is impossible for the six disciples who practice the middle level of Qi to persist for too long.

In a short time, Zhou Xing opened his eyes and waved his hand. The six Yuan swords flew back to the direction of the six people in Yueming, and he waved his hand, one virtual and one real two Yuan swords into one and returned to his body.

Yuan Xuyang saw it in his eyes, and there was a faint disappointment in his eyes. He had tried this method for many brothers, but no one felt the meaning of the sword, of course, except himself. Yuan Xuyang shook off the idea in his heart, looked at the six people of Yueming, pointed to Zhou Xing, and said, "This is Uncle Yuchen, who has newly joined our school. Why don't you go and see him!"

The six people in Yueming were bright-eyed and happy, and they were already prepared. They hurried forward and bowed to Zhou Xing and said, "Disciples, I have seen Uncle Yuchen."

Zhou Xing was stunned. It was the first time that he was called an elder, and he was met by such people who might be older than his father. His face couldn't help but show a trace of embarrassment. Fortunately, it was still night, covering a little for him. Zhou Xing thought for a little, waved his hand, and six elixirs appeared, and flew towards the six people in Yueming. These elixirs are my meeting gifts. Don't dislike them.

The elixir is bound by his Zhenyuan, and the fragrance of the medicine can't leave a trace.

"I dare not, I dare not, thank you, Uncle Yuchen." The six people in Yueming answered casually, and they didn't care too much about reaching for the elixir. They recognized it as energy elixir at a glance. With their cultivation, an energy elixir, it didn't help. In his heart, he couldn't help complaining that the new uncle was a little stingy. At least he should give him a marrow-washing elixir to be worthy of the status of a foundation monk.

After taking the elixir, Yue Ming took a look, and suddenly his eyes condensed. He approached the elixir in front of his eyes and carefully distinguished it. Suddenly, his hand trembled and he lost his voice and said, "Shangpin!"

The other five people were shocked and looked at them one after another. Suddenly, they showed a look of surprise: "This color, this taste, it's really top quality!" They quickly took out the elixir and carefully put the elixir in for fear of destroying the elixir.

"Thank you, uncle, for the reward!" This time, the six people smiled and thanked them sincerely.

Yuan Xuyang was slightly stunned and laughed, "Brother, you are really willing to give up."

Zhou Xing smiled and said nothing. Behind him, Song Yu and Mo Qianglong looked at each other and couldn't help touching the storage bracelet on their wrists. There were hundreds of elixirs given by Zhou Xing. They never cared much about these elixirs, but they saw that the six people in Yueming were flushed one by one, and they looked emotionally excited. The two suddenly felt that they seemed to be in great light.

"These two are the companions of Yuchen's younger brother, and they will also become a member of our Yuliang faction. At that time, they will be your younger brother." Yuan Xuyang pointed to Song Yu and Mo Qianglong.

Song Yu and Mo Qianglong stepped forward two steps and arched to the six people in Yueming and said, "I've seen six brothers." With the strength of the two of them, he entered the Liang School and could only become the third generation of disciples.

"The two brothers are polite." The six people in Yueming replied that with the elixir rewarded by Zhou Xing, their attitude was quite enthusiastic.

After a while, Yuan Xuyang waved his hand and said with a smile, "Let's go, let's go back!"

"Yes, Uncle Yuan." Six people in Yueming said in unison.

At present, Yuan Xuyang and Zhou walked in front, and the six people of Yueming walked with Song Yu and Mo Qianglong. When they asked in private, they naturally looked full of enthusiasm.

"Brother Yuchen, when it's dawn tomorrow, I will gather the disciples in the door to pick up the wind and wash the dust for you!" Yuan Xuyang smiled as he walked.

"Brother Yuan, you don't have to be so troublesome. Everything is simple." Zhou Xinglian Road.

"That won't work! Although other disciples have joined recently, they are not the people who pray for the clouds. It is definitely a happy event for my younger brother to join the sect. Let those disciples who are closed all day out for activities, which is lively!" Yuan Xuyang laughed.

Although Zhou Xing was a little reluctant, it was not easy to excuse Yuan Xuyang's kindness, so he nodded slightly and accepted it.

The group of people walked towards the top of the Yuliang School. Yuan Xuyang's loud laughter shocked countless sleeping birds and beasts under the night sky.

After a while, I came to the front of the beautiful hill. The mountain is not big, but there is a faint aura. Obviously, there is a spiritual vein under it, but it is not good. In these eight-nation alliances, there are many Xiuzhen sects, which have already occupied the good spiritual veins. It can't be said that this mountain can only be obtained by some means.