Wei Yang never asked what the long golden thing was used, but only confirmed one thing.

The ladies are very good at playing.

When he got home, it was the sunny thing. He went back to practice. When he heard the sword blades buzzing in the backyard, he went around to the back and saw Feng Qingyang's white hair and beard. His long sword seemed to be irregular, but there were few flaws. He did not avoid the orthodox "Nine Swords of Dugu" in one move, but several old men had already gone out for a walk.

The little princess came at some point, but she was still in red dress and blue clothes, standing with Gao Lan. While learning, they introduced to Feng Wu and Qing'er. Xi and Shunzi's wife stood beside her, holding a sword and poking it here, and there was no way to see the exquisiteness of the sword technique.

Ning Zhongze looked solemn, and she first learned the sword moves with one move after another.

"Dugu Nine Swords said there are nine swords, but in fact there are one thousand swords and ten thousand swords. There is only one point to find flaws." Feng Qingyang said.

Wei Yang didn't see it anymore, and when he came out of the room to see the sky, he suddenly heard the broken geese shouting in the sky. He turned around and saw the setting sun in the sky like blood. A lonely geese bravely chased the geese formation that had arrived in the south mountain. He woke up in his heart: "It's already late autumn."

His "Sunflower Book" all rose for a moment, and his purple clouds were written on his face, and the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas in his body evaporated together. After a buzz, three inches of true energy came out of the body, as if it was the autumn wind and the dead grass, killing to the extreme.

"Late autumn is coming, the cold winter is solstice, and everything is silent." Wei Yang's heart was filled with strong doubts, "What? His martial arts are also cruel and cold, just like the world in late autumn?"

There was only one voice in his mind echoing: "What should I do?"

This thought reflects his martial arts, especially his internal skills, and his heart, which makes him feel transparent, but he is extremely confused, as if he is crazy. He just wants to do this: "The setting sun is like blood, the mountains are like iron, the lonely geese are crying, the broken geese are lost, and all things are slain. This scene is so lonely."

Beyond the scene was another artistic conception, which seemed to be directly in front of him, but was separated by a layer of ice.

I can't see through and touch it, and I'm vaguely in a daze.

Wei Yang turned back into the room and felt that it was not as good as sitting, not standing, not even lying down. He was not anxious, he was just at a loss. In the middle of the night, when Feng Wu came back quietly, he saw him struggling repeatedly on the kang, and he didn't know what he thought of.

Wei Yang couldn't sleep. Seeing that Feng Wu had already entered a state of meditation, he had to get up, carry his sword and walk out the door, and walk around the city. When a soldier saw him, he even thought he was inspecting.

The cold night wind blew on his face, and Wei Yang's heart gradually became more stable.

"The Purple Xia Gong is a martial art that can be understood by observing the scenes of heaven and earth. The Sunflower Book also has a saying that "The Creation of Heaven and Man" is that when I see broken geese flying across the sky, I suddenly feel lonely in my heart. If I want to solve it, I can only observe the heaven and earth again and understand the principle of "breeding and nourishing". If I work behind closed doors, I cannot practice these martial arts well." Wei Yang pondered in his heart, so he jumped up the stairs and looked at the lights all over the city, looked up at the long river of the starry sky, looked at the Beidou, and listened to the Quanming. The wall in his heart became stronger and stronger, and he became more and more happy.

This is a process of qualitative change from quantitative change, and he realized it immediately without rushing.

Unexpectedly, when the cold wind suddenly felt the body, the Dongfang Qixing star shone brightly.

Wei Yang was about to go home, but when he saw this, he felt moved and immediately headed straight to Dongcheng.

When the guard saw him coming with a sword, he was about to go out, he hurried downstairs to ask: "Sir, are you going out?"

Wei Yang waved his hand and said, "Wait for a moment."

The guard scratched his head, why bother?

There are only three or five people in the western border of Manchu. They don’t need any procedures. They can go wherever they want. It’s very convenient for us to open the door.

"Sir, really set an example." The soldiers praised.

Wei Yang didn't care about these things. He was unwilling to break the rules he set, and as long as what others set was good, it would not be destroyed.

He stood on the side of the road with his sword, waiting for the dawn to be clear, and there were caravans winding, about a dozen caravans, some from the west to the east, some from the east to the east, and some from the east to the east, and they came out to wait for the city to open.

"Huh?" The caravan suddenly saw Wei Yang standing by the road with a sword, and they were immediately surprised.

A caravan quietly asked the guard who got up early to investigate: "Isn't it Lord Wei?"

The guards smiled and said, "It's Lord Wei."

The caravans were puzzled. With his power, they would have to wait here again?

"This is the law of the Western Army." The guards were arrogant.

Weiyang only circulates the true energy flows, waiting for more and more caravans to line up in the back, and there are more and more Hami people rushing to Anding Mongolia to wait for the Wei. At about the hour of Yin, the sound of knocking on iron plates came from the city.

This is a signal to open the city. As soon as the iron plate sounded, the waiting team immediately lined up to get out of the city.

A drizzle suddenly drizzled down the sky, and the queues were still moving, and Wei Yang did not move.

"Even the deputy general of the guard abides by the rules, what else can we say?" The caravan's impatient waiting crowd no longer had any objections.

At the end of the Yin hour, the East City Gate was wide open.

Wei Yang waved his sword with the guards and left the city and headed straight for the North Mountain.

"It can't be that the people who are not fighting in the King Kong Sect are looking for reasons to be beaten again?" The soldiers were very curious.

But this cannot be said to outsiders.

"Sir, I must have gotten up early and went up the mountain to practice martial arts. How could he be the one who found fault and beat people?" The soldiers scolded a few businessmen who thought about things like them.

Wei Yang kept exerting his light skills and traversing his way, just as he arrived at the top of the North Mountain when Dongfang Liangzi appeared.

There is drizzle on the top of the mountain, but the sky is clear and clear. A brightest light shines out from the east. The clouds in the sky are colorful, like purple, red, and open flames.

Wei Yang looked beyond the light, the autumn clouds were the loneliest, but once the purple clouds filled the sky, it seemed like a nebula was in front of him.

Zixia's magical power is very strong.

Wei Yang suddenly felt that a trace of mist was growing in the five internal organs where the true qi was stored, and the breath was huge and purple, as if the water vapor in the lake was condensed, and it seemed that the purple air existed in the lake, but it was only revealed at this time.

"The misty energy is a complete sign of Zixia's great success. However, the true energy in the meridians cannot use this abundant purple energy. It seems that Zixia's great success is about use, not just skill." Wei Yang smiled and used the "Sunflower Book" to urge Zixia's magical skills. The dryness and heat came for a while. The three dantians were like huge mouths in the abyss. They swallowed a cold air that was accompanied by the resistance generated by the dry air in one mouthful, leaving only the hottest air behind, and accelerated toward the two golden chambers.

The purple clouds are getting hotter.

Wei Yang felt that he was like a sky, and the purple clouds rose in his body. He seemed to feel the purple air around him. He was like the sky in the east. The sky was swallowing and spitting purple clouds, and he was also releasing and swallowing purple clouds.

The witch of Tianxiang was still wandering around unscrupulously, becoming more and more arrogant every day.

"It will be impossible to suppress it soon. Can you only practice in the Hanyu Bed in the future?" Wei Yang frowned and thought.

Where he stood, there was a big tree growing from under the cliff, a big tree like a canopy standing behind him, the drizzle stopped, and the fallen leaves were floating, as if intentionally falling in front of Wei Yang.

Wei Yang only realized that a fallen leaf was approaching, but he didn't pay attention.

Suddenly, a geese roared outside the mountain.
Chapter completed!