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Chapter 227 Ancient practice method? Two months!(1/2)

This battle is actually quite inexplicable, but fortunately, it did not delay Yang Yan too much time.

Yang An has always dealt with such people who come to provoke him in person if they can deal with them as soon as possible. If they can kill them now, they will never delay them until three days later.

Three days, that was thirty-six hours. Who knows if there will be any variables in it?

He clapped his hands and looked at the slowly healing blood marks on his shoulders and the dissipated green light.

Although the wound has healed, I have to say that this guy still has two brushes. The power of the sword energy is really good.

If I hadn't met him, I could have been considered the best among the meat pills.

Unfortunately, it's just that.

Not to mention the meat-killing, even the zombie god has killed. On the way to Shifang City, there are countless demons killed by the meat-killing demons, and nothing is considered.

The sound of footsteps sounded not far away, and two beautiful figures rushed over quickly.

They are Hui Yu, Miao Shuang, and Yang An’s two maid disciples.

But when I saw only Yang An standing here, Yin Zhou disappeared. There was a big pit in the courtyard and a long gully not far away.

There was obviously a battle here, and the air even had a magical aura that had not completely dissipated.

"Senior brother, senior brother Yin Zhou..."

The two girls seemed to have thought of something, and their expressions suddenly became weird.

"He's gone."

Yang An answered calmly, he was not going to waste his time anymore, and ignored the two girls and walked towards the small attic.

“Clean here.”

“…Yes!”

Looking at Yang An's leaving back, the two women seemed to have not come back to their senses. They did not respond until Yang An walked away, and they looked at each other in a glance.

Senior Brother Yin Zhou... is dead!

As a five-star disciple of Tieshanlou and the leader among the five-star disciples, he died just like that.

This is the vision of being the elder of the Jinluo Pavilion, it is indeed vicious.

No wonder he turned away Senior Brother Yin Zhou and chose to bring back a disciple who was not from Jinluoge from the outer sect.

If they were not only them, but also the disciples of Tieshanlou were puzzled by the fact that the elder brother Yin Zhou, the elder general, was rejected.

With the talent and strength of Senior Brother Yin Zhou and his status in Tieshan Tower, if you take the initiative to choose these elders in the sect to become disciples, most of them will choose to accept it.

Only Elder Tongyu is so stubborn that he refuses to accept him as his disciple.

Now it seems that there is indeed a reason.

The strong one has the best one, the strong one is the best one, the green mountains and buildings outside the mountains.

Where did this Senior Brother Yang come from? He is so powerful?!

Although I don't know, both women realized that if they could serve this senior brother well, it might be an opportunity.

Soon Yang An returned to the small attic, but when he closed the door with his backhand and was about to go to the quiet room on the second floor to continue the preparatory work of shell cultivation techniques that had been temporarily suspended, his steps stopped.

There was a figure suddenly appearing in the hall, sitting in the main seat he had sat before, looking at him with a smile.

I am a foolish old man!

"Master!"

Yang An immediately bowed.

He knew that the fluctuations in the battle between him and Yin Zhou would definitely be noticed by the old man Zhiyu, but he didn't expect that the old man Zhiyu was so elusive.

"You're doing a good job."

The old man Zhiyu slowly stood up from his seat and walked towards Yang An.

In fact, when Yin Zhou died, he rushed over immediately, but Yang An didn't notice him just now.

He didn't expect Yin Zhou's death, and Wen Zhao also did not expect it.

Originally, in the two of them, Yin Zhou, whose cultivation is greater than Yang An, is also stronger than Yang An, and the result of this battle can be imagined.

Wei Zhao was not prepared to stop Zhiyu to the end. In fact, as long as Yin Zhou achieved his goal, he would definitely let Zhiyu take action in the end and leave Yang An with his life.

Otherwise, if Yang An died at Yin Zhou's hands, then the two of them would have completely broken their faces and would have become enemies in the future.

With two disciples, how could it be possible to influence the grudge between the two internal elders?

But no one expected that the battle had just happened, and even less than two breaths, Yin Zhou suddenly disappeared...

It's like disappearing in this world all at once, completely disappearing, and even the soul disappears together!

Even they were very surprised by the strength shown by Yang An.

So, when Yin Zhou died, it was no longer a sign of plague to stop the foolishness, but instead became a sign of plague to stop the foolishness.

After all, this is a disciple who has been accepted by Wen Zhaoxin. Before he could announce it to the public, he didn't even have time to perform the formal apprenticeship ceremony, and it suddenly disappeared.

You can imagine what kind of emotional state the plague sign was at that time.

However, plague can prevent plague from foolishness, and plague can also prevent plague from foolishness.

Both of them are sages, and no one can do anything to each other in a short period of time.

In the end, this matter was left in vain, only the verbal Zhao left a sentence:

"You better pray that he will not walk out of the mountain gate of Jinluo Pavilion!"

Zhiyu didn't care too much about the words of Fengzhao. He just watched Fengzhao leave the Jinshou Tower angrily, and he only felt infinite joy in his heart.

This disciple has really taken the right answer!

Not only can he help him complete his plan for Dadeji Temple, but he even has unexpected surprises.

He had reported the planned things to the Pavilion Master. After a while, when the time is right, Yang An will be sent to Dade Temple.

At that time, if Yang An could make achievements in Dade Temple, it would have strategic value to Jinluo Pavilion. Even if Wen Zhao wanted to take action against him, the Pavilion Master would not allow it.

So he wouldn't worry about this at all.

In the small attic.

Faced with the praise of the old man Zhiyu, Yang An seemed confused.

It's just killing someone, why did you praise him? Is there any other involvement in this matter?

"You did a good job in this matter, so my teacher can give you a small reward. Let me tell you what you want? My Jinluo Pavilion's foundation may meet all your requirements!"

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The old man Zhiyu said with a smile, the more he looks at Yang An, the more satisfied he is.

There is also such a surprise?

Yang An obviously didn't expect that he just killed Yin Zhou and was surprised.

Reward? What does he need?

Of course it is the art of fate!

He has now reached the middle stage of the Meat Slaying, and further down to the late stage of the Meat Slaying.

But if he did not find the appropriate life skills in advance, no matter how much his cultivation level was improved, he would still be stuck in the middle stage of flesh-breaking.

Therefore, the art of fate is the most important.

"If Master can ask his disciples to choose a magic trick, it would be great."

Yang An answered immediately.

"Why do you stick to magic? Do you not understand the principle that magic is not specialized in magic and is boundless, but you will suffer from it?"

Things like magic are not said to be better in this world, but it is precisely because of various cruel costs. If you practice too many magic, you will put yourself in danger.

This is not a good thing for any monk.

If you can practice a magic technique to a sufficiently proficient way, the power and the less cost you bear, the most suitable method of practice for monks.

"The skills that disciples practice need to rely on enough magic to improve their cultivation."

Yang An did not name his martial arts, but just explained it like this.

The wonderful solution comes from the Earthly Dharma Monument. He has not yet figured out the origin of the Earthly Dharma Monument, so this kind of thing naturally needs to be concealed.

Although he also knows that the fewer magic techniques, the better, the better, but that is for others.

For him, having the ability to purify and eliminate costs, these things that can improve their strength will naturally make the better.

But I didn't want the foolish old man to hear Yang An's answer, but frowned.

"A martial art that relies on magic to improve? I didn't expect that such ancient practice methods are still circulating in today's era. You have taken a fork in the road that you can't turn back."

“…”

Ancient methods of practice?
To be continued...
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