Chapter 153

"Little monkey." At this time, the purple robed disciple's breath was gone, and he could not die any more. Lin Jingyu quickly stepped forward and came to Hou Xiaolin. Then he directly bent his finger and sent several healing pills into his mouth.

"Brother Jingyu..." Hou Xiaolin was so hungry that he could hardly speak. Just now, he was awakened by the fighting all over his body. When he opened his eyes, he found that it was Lin Jingyu who saved himself.

"Thank you..." Hou Xiaolin whispered, which made Lin Jingyu frown and say: "don't talk, I'll help you heal first!"

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About three hours later, Hou Xiaolin wakes up in a luxurious and elegant Pavilion.

The eye-catching place is a bedroom with luxurious decoration and golden silk tent.

In the room, Hou Xiaolin is lying on a big bed of Jinluan. He looks around with a little perplexity in his eyes. Suddenly, a beautiful girl in green skirt comes over. The girl is no one else. Hou Xiaolin also knows her. It's Lin Jingyu's maid, Ningxiang.

"Ah, you wake up, the young master said that your injury is not well, and you still need to meditate in bed!" Congxiang winked playfully.

Hou Xiaolin looked around, his heart suddenly a little clear, he guessed that this should be Lin Jingyu's residence.

He didn't expect that Lin Jingyu's residence was so luxurious. Hou Xiaolin nodded when he heard the words of lovely Lori. However, he noticed that his arm moved slightly. In a flash, he felt that his wounds had healed completely. This discovery surprised him. Brother Jingyu was really powerful. It took him less than a while, The injury on oneself, unexpectedly is already all good!

Then, after thinking about it, Hou Xiaolin looked at Ningxiang again and said, "where's brother Jingyu?"

"You said, young master? He is practicing sword in the back mountain Little Lori pouted her ruddy lips and looked very lovely. "Are you going to find the young master? That's not good, said the young master. You're not all well now. The young master told me to take care of you. "

"I'm fine. You can take me." Hou Xiaolin stood up from the bed. In fact, his injury is almost good now. There is no problem walking down the ground. Lin Jingyu's pills are powerful. Hou Xiaolin's skin injury can be cured in the blink of an eye. However, because he hasn't eaten for a long time, his body and bones are still a little weak now.

"Oh, all right, but you'd better be careful..."

Congxiang Du small mouth, see Hou Xiaolin insist so, also not good to say more.

"Ziyun Pavilion." When they got out of the bedroom, Hou Xiaolin glanced at a golden plaque with the words "Ziyun Pavilion" on it. Hou Xiaolin whispered and realized that his luxurious pavilion was called Ziyun Pavilion, which was elegant and luxurious. It seemed that ordinary disciples could not live in it.

The Ziyun Pavilion stands at the top of the second peak. Not far from the pavilion, Jiutian waterfall flows down, slapping the rocks below, making a wonderful sound of water column hitting the rocks, which makes people relaxed and happy.

In the distance, cranes fly by from time to time, giving people a wonderful vision.

The building is as elegant as its name. It is divided into three floors. Each floor has something elegant, which makes people feel happy. Moreover, there is rich essence in the world. If ordinary friars stay here for a day, their accomplishments will be more than ten times better than in ordinary places!

This is the ideal place for martial arts practitioners to practice. The scenery is beautiful and the essence is very strong. It's very difficult for the whole wuxuanzong to find such a place again. Hou Xiaolin's heart is swaying. Unexpectedly, brother Jingyu's practice place is so beautiful and simple as a fairyland!

They walked by the waterfall, with the sound of gurgling water, and then through a rather dense purple bamboo forest.

In the early morning, the sun was shining through the gaps in the forest, pouring on them, feeling warm.

"Here we are." After a while, Xiao Ningxiang's jade feet stopped and looked into the distance. Hou Xiaolin's eyes also flickered and then looked into the distance.

Where their eyes fell, there were bamboo shadows swaying and purple bamboo leaves dancing in the forest, as if they were acting on someone's orders!

Whew! Whew!

Between heaven and earth, suddenly there are countless terrible and fierce crazy sword Qi. For a moment, countless leaves move with the wind, and the wind is constantly cutting and rotating in heaven and earth with the momentum of crazy sword Qi!

"Get up!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of cold drinking in the forest. It seemed that the speed of innumerable leaves was even faster. Suddenly, a powerful storm was formed over the purple bamboo forest!

There are countless purple bamboo leaves involved in the storm. There is a fierce sword Qi crisscrossing. There is an amazing potential brewing in the storm. People can't help but feel frightened and trembling at first glance!

The man who practices sword is super skilled. He has the power of dominating the sky!

The man who created the terrible storm must have understood the extremely powerful will of the sword, otherwise, he could not summon such a violent sword storm!