Lit The Supreme Being

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A bright light flashed in Gongsun Ruoxi's beautiful eyes, looking at Zhong Wu Shiyao, busy saying: "Sister Zhong Wu, who is he?"

The Murong Taoist suddenly looked back, "Shi Yao, do you recognize this person?"

Can Zhong Wu Shiyao recognize Tan Yun?Of course!

You know, when Tan Yun was severely injured while Murong Kun was chasing and killing him in Meteorite Canyon, Zhong Wu Shiyao rescued Tan Yun and took care of Tan Yun who was in a coma in the cave for several days.He undressed and wiped his body. Zhong Wu Shiyao knew every part of Tan Yun's body.

At this moment, Tan Yun just covered his face.Zhong Wu Shiyao can tell that it is Tan Yun just from the expression and outline of the figure drawn by spiritual power.

What convinced her that it was Tan Yun was undoubtedly that she knew that Tan Yun had a millet-like mole on her neck.On the neck of the man painted by Gongsun Ruoxi, there is also a mole with the same part.

Therefore, Zhong Wu Shiyao is convinced that it is Tan Yun.

Similarly, although Zhong Wu Shiyao didn't know Tan Yun's former identity, she vaguely guessed from the Nine Heavens Profound Sword Art that Tan Yun gave her, Tan Yun was extraordinary.

Now I know that Tan Yun has never learned refining technique, but Gongsun Ruoxi is impressed by refining skills.She is more convinced of her guess that Tan Yun is not an ordinary person.

At this moment, facing the inquiry of Murong Taoist and Gongsun Ruoxi, Zhong Wu Shiyao realized that it was Tan Yun who didn't want others to know that it was him, so he covered his face with mud.

Zhong Wu Shiyao's face changed slightly, and she apologized: "Master, during these days when I was in the veins, I have seen a few brothers who are a little like this person. Now I take a closer look and they don’t feel very similar. ."

The Murong Taoist was a little disappointed, and sighed: "Just by appearance, there are too many similar people."

Afterwards, she looked at Gongsun Ruoxi and said earnestly: "In the past few days, you have been walking around with other elders in Qimai. You must find out which elder of my Qimai's disciple is this person."

"Tui'er understands, Tie'er retire." Gongsun Ruoxi turned her beautiful body, and when she was about to leave, the voice of expectation from Murong Taoist came from behind her ears.

"My teacher hopes that you will be promoted to a low-level master master before the three ancient sect refining tools competition. At the same time, don’t fall behind in your cultivation. I hope you can beat the heroes in the Inner Sect Nine Meridian Competition. Openly received the quota to enter the Eternal Land."

Gongsun Ruoxi turned around, her heroic spirit was pressing, "Master, don't worry, I won't let you down!"

The Murong Taoist smiled lightly and said: "Well, go, there is news about this person, remember to notify as a teacher. Of course, you can also draw a portrait of this person, send my order, let all the elders of the veins, help you find this people."

"In addition, if you have time, you can also share your refining experience with Shi Yao."

"Tu'er understands, Tuer retire." The moment Gongsun Ruoxi turned around, Yu Guang glanced at Zhong Wu Shiyao, and no one noticed that there was a trace of indifference in her eyes.

After Gongsun Ruoxi left, Zhong Wu Shiyao looked at the Taoist Murong with an expressionless expression.

"What's wrong?" Murong Taoist asked.

"Disciple... I want to visit some friends." Zhong Wu Shiyao whispered.

The Taoist Murong looked solemn and his tone was stern, "Shi Yao, you are the only closed disciple of the teacher, and the teacher has high hopes for you."

"Before the three ancient sects game refining art, the teacher will fully cultivate your refining art. The rest of the time, you still have to practice, and strive to shine in the Nine Meridian Grand Competition."

"Shi Yao, for our monks, two years are just a flash, during which you won't see anyone for the time being, it's a cultivator!"

Hearing this, Zhong Wu Shiyao's beautiful eyes briefly missed a touch of deep thoughts, and then he nodded his head, "Teacher remembers Master's teachings, and listener listens to Master you."

"Well, this is a good apprentice for the teacher!" Taoist Murong joked, and then said: "Well, next, I will teach you the main points when refining the best rank magic weapon for the teacher."

"After you have mastered it, you will be personally guided by your teacher to practice refining the Supreme Spirit Soldier Longsword..."

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The next day, early in the morning, there were clouds and heavy rain.

Tan Yun drove the spirit boat and flew for four days. Now when he was three hundred miles away from the Danmai Mountain Gate, suddenly, the thick black cloud above his head began to rush and roll, as if there was an ancient monster lurking in it!

"Ok?"

In the training room, Tan Yun looked up through the transparent boat wall. Suddenly, his pupils shrank. In his field of vision, a black spirit boat with a length of hundreds of feet and a black body suddenly rushed out of the dark clouds and violently hit him!

In the raindrops shooting in the sky, it was faintly visible that Song Qinglie stepped on the black spirit boat, and in his masked eyes, a cold light appeared, "Tan Yun, last time you let you messy escape, today I think you are not dead!"

Eight days ago, Song Qinglie returned to the line of the holy soul and found this black spirit boat to control, with the purpose of targeting Tan Yun's ultimate spirit weapon!

"Grass... a low-grade treasure!"

Tan Yun looked at the impacted spirit boat, couldn't help cursing, and didn't want to escape the training room. "Boom!" The cracked spirit boat, accompanied by a deafening loud noise, was in the black spirit boat. Under the impact, it turned into sky fragments!

"Shoo, hoo..."

The fragments shot out into a huge spherical shape, shot out with the sound of breathing through the air, and swallowed Tan Yun who was dodged while performing the sacred step.

"Pump puff puff......"

In an instant, hundreds of crystal clear and sharp fragments slashed across Tan Yun with a puff of blood; some went straight into Tan Yun's body!

After a breath, Tan Yun turned into an afterimage and fled three miles away. At this time, his face and body were gurgling with blood, and dozens of deep bone scars appeared.

There are more than 30 pieces of debris stuck in his chest and back!

Despite the tragic appearance, fortunately, it was only an external injury!

Tan Yun's fingers flickered between the universe and the ring, and the flying sword of the best spirit weapon of wind attribute appeared out of thin air under his feet.He stepped on the flying sword, did not escape, but looked up with awe-inspiring killing intent, and chased the black spirit boat suspended above his head!

"Miscellaneous, you are running like eight days ago! Hehehehe, why didn't you run? Do you know that you can't escape!"

On the spirit boat, Song Qinglie sneered, his face sank, and if he pointed out, "Enclose him!"

"Yes, Brother Song!" Suddenly, on the jet-black spirit boat, forty-two masked disciples of Dzogchen in the fetal soul realm, stepped on the flying sword, shuttled through the rain to encircle Tan Yun!

"Tan Yun, take a good look. Three hundred miles away behind you is your mountain gate. However, you can never go back. Ahahahaha!" Song Qinglie looked down at Tan Yun in a gloomy way and laughed wildly.

The other 42 holy soul disciples who besieged Tan Yun were also gloomy and fierce.

Tan Yun was shocked, and the fragments inserted into his body shot out.

In the rain curtain, he looked around at everyone, his wet hair covered his eyes, but could not hide the endless fighting intent in his star eyes, "The chief of the holy soul really gives me face, in order to kill me, he will send forty-eight fetal souls. Realm Dzogchen disciple!"

"I killed five of them eight days ago, don't mind now, kill a few more!"