Night can cover up many things, ugly, beautiful and evil.
Yang Si sat cross-legged on the bed and opened his eyes in frustration. It seemed that he was still too naive.
But then Yang Si looked at the game character in front of him who was still reading the Taoist level, and smiled.
If it doesn't work, then it won't work. Anyway, I still have this game, so I can just implement it.
Isn’t it just to be famous?
Yang Si's current points have exceeded 100,000 again. In the past two days, "Army March" and the previous Xixiang Ci have been bringing him points one after another.
Originally, Yang Si wanted to try his best and practice according to the method of Guixi Dafa.
As a result, Yang Si was speechless and found that all the zhenqi he had cultivated through hard work seeped out from all directions of his body like wind.
This is the leaky body. It feels like a bottle leaking water everywhere.
And the Turtle Breathing Technique that Yang Si embodied directly from the game is like putting a fixed and complete bottle directly into his body.
There is only so much water that can be held, and Yang Si himself cannot improve at all.
In the past two nights, Yang Si worked hard to "cultivate" until midnight every night, but every time he practiced, the true energy leaked out.
Yang Si could only accept the fact that his body was completely unable to practice martial arts.
There's nothing I can do. It's not that I don't want to work hard, it's just that the conditions don't allow it.
He himself, it is better to be a game player with peace of mind. Looking at the game screen in front of him, Yang Si felt a little emotional.
In this case, go to bed early.
Just when Yang Si was lying down, he suddenly sat up again, with a slightly confused look on his face. He mobilized his true energy to fill his ears and listened carefully.
Yang Si quietly stood up with a solemn expression and glanced around, only to see a spear that the original owner had placed in the room.
It was a mistake. Since he had already mastered the swordsmanship, he should prepare a long sword. After all, the Yang family was a family of gun souls, and the original owner liked to use swords and guns, so he put a long sword in the room.
But fortunately, Yang Si still has more than 100,000 points in his hand and is rich.
Moreover, after Taiyi Temple's martial arts had been upgraded to the 10th level, while the game character was improving his Taoism, Yang Si also upgraded the wolf fang spear technique to the ninth level.
It's not the 10th level yet, but it's enough for emergencies.
Advanced martial arts, 9 levels of wolf fang marksmanship, manifested!
Ten thousand points deducted!
Demonstrated success!
Points remaining, 137621.
Yang Si immediately took the long gun in the room in his hand, opened the door, and walked out.
"Oh, I really can't wait."
At the same time, in the guest room of the Yang family, a Taoist priest who was meditating quietly opened his eyes.
. . .
At this moment, on the roof of the Yang family hall.
The two black figures moved forward quietly, with light steps and no sound.
"It seems a bit rude to come as a guest in the middle of the night, doesn't it?"
A cold voice suddenly sounded from the roof.
Brush ~
The two black shadows froze for a moment.
Dressed in white clothes, Sheng Xue, with a long sword flashing with cold light.
Chu Yi!
The sassy girl stood quietly behind the two black figures.
Two black figures appeared, and two men in black stared at Chu Yi!
Found!
The two looked at each other and drew their long swords together.
Swipe~ The sword light is a little dazzling in the night, two second-rate warriors.
Chu Yi's expression condensed slightly. There were still two second-rate warriors. She was only a peak warrior of the third realm. Although she was only one step away from the fourth realm, she was not the fourth realm after all.
It's just that he was born with keen senses and discovered two second-rate warriors.
Otherwise, with Chu Yi's strength, there would be no trace of the two second-rate warriors.
Fortunately, this is the Zhenxi General's Mansion. As long as the guards are alerted, the two second-rate warriors will not get much benefit.
Thinking of this, Chu Yi looked slightly calm and raised the sword in his hand.
Swish~
Cold light flashed, and the two men in black discovered the long sword in Chu Yi's hand, without even the sword's sword.
It seemed that her strength was not as powerful as theirs, so she pounced directly on them.
Chu Yi was not afraid at all. Although he was no match for the two second-rate warriors, it was okay to persist.
only. . .
When the two men in black were still some distance away from Chu Yi, they suddenly froze in the night, motionless.
"Huh?" Chu Yi was a little confused.
The pupils of the two men in black shrank violently.
"It's late at night, why disturb people's dreams."
A figure in Taoist robes walked out from the darkness on the roof.
At this moment, Chu Yi discovered that there was a small silk thread wrapped around the feet of the two men in black, and the source of the silk thread was the whisk in the Taoist's hand.
Chu Yi's eyes narrowed, and two tiny whisk threads actually immobilized two second-rate warriors!
This Taoist priest is a master.
However, it seems that this Taoist priest is a friend rather than an enemy.
Master!
The two second-rate warriors in black also knew that they had hit a rough patch this time.
So the two men turned around with knives and slashed at the silk thread wrapped around their feet.
However, the whisk in the Taoist priest's hand shook, and the two thin silk threads vibrated at high frequency.
The threads that blessed the Taoist's true energy were extremely tough.
Ding~
The long knife with a blade struck the silk thread, and there was a faint sound of metal clashing. The silk thread was pressed by the force and curved.
But there was no intention of breaking.
The Taoist priest pulled the fly whisk in his hand, and the thread stretched straight again. The long knives in the hands of the two men in black were directly bounced away?
Moreover, the huge force caused the two long knives to fly away.
Swish~
Two more silk threads quickly flew out from the Taoist priest's whisk and directly wrapped around the two long knives.
"It's not good to disturb other people's sleep." The Taoist priest waved his hand, and two long knives were entangled with silk threads and flew into the Taoist priest's hand.
Then with a flick of the whisk, seven or eight silk threads flew out and wrapped around the two men in black.
The two second-rate masters were entangled tightly by a few silk whisks, unable to fight back.
This Taoist priest subdued two second-rate warriors with just a few moves.
"This female donor is so polite." The Taoist priest looked at Chu Yi and saluted.
"I don't know what it is..." Chu Yi stood with a sword in hand.
"Lingyu, a poor Taoist, was entrusted by General Zhenxi to help protect the safety of the Yang Mansion during his expedition." Taoist Lingyu waved his whisk and said.
"I see. If I had known that Master Ling was here, I wouldn't have done anything more." Chu Yi sheathed her sword.
Ling Yu glanced at the two men in black: "Pindao is a member of the world after all, so it's not good to be too arrogant when living in the general's mansion."
"Besides, the sword power of the female donor seems a bit familiar to me. I wonder what the relationship between the female donor and Su Baiyi is." Ling Yu suddenly asked.
"You can be considered half a master of mine." Chu Yi said with a wry smile.
"Half?" Ling Yu was a little confused.
"Master, he taught me some practice, but unfortunately my qualifications are dull, so the master did not accept me as a disciple." Chu Yi said.
Ling Yu's eyes narrowed slightly: "No, no, fate cannot be said. Let the female donor go and rest first. Leave these two people to me?"
"Thank you, Taoist priest." Chu Yi nodded, then stepped down and flew downstairs.
"You are born with a sword heart, Su Baiyi, you don't dare to teach me, haha..." Looking at Chu Yi's back, Ling Yu murmured in a low voice.
Afterwards, Ling Yu glanced at a corner below with interest, then lifted up into the air with two men in black.
. . .
In the corner below, Yang Si walked out with a spear in hand with a complicated expression.
It seems that the Taoist priest must have discovered him. He should be the Taoist Master Ling mentioned by the cheap dad.
He easily subdued two second-rate warriors. This Taoist Master Ling was at least a first-rate master.
. . .
