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After recovering from his shock, Qin Gong immediately closed his eyes again. When he did, the pavilion elder floated up the stairs like a ghost.

Once again, he came in front of Qin Gong and squatted down. His face revealed a kind expression, and used his hand to lightly pat Qin Gong's body.

"Kid, Kid? "Wake up, wake up …"

"Huh?"

Qin Gong mumbled an agreement as he opened his slumbering eyes. Then, with a nervous face, he picked up the ancient book in his hands and pretended to read diligently.

"Enough, stop pretending. Do you really understand?" The pavilion elder's face revealed a mocking expression.

Qin Gong looked at the book in his hand, pretending to be embarrassed and lowered his head.

"Have you chosen your cultivation technique?" The old man asked.

"Not yet." Qin Gong said.

"Then take your time to choose. Since you like this ancient book, take it with you when you leave. This way, you won't get in the way of others." The pavilion elder stood up with a dejected expression. Suddenly, he lost all interest and turned to walk down the stairs.

This time, the pavilion master really left, and Qin Gong also immediately found another room to hide in. This was his second time entering closed door cultivation, and he did not want to miss such a precious cultivation ground.

Very quickly, three months had passed. When Qin Gong appeared in front of the pavilion elder with a dozen or so ancient books and battle skills, a look of hatred instantly appeared on the pavilion elder's face.

"What is it? You want to sell these things? "According to the rules, you can only choose a single cultivation technique or battle skill. However, if you like it, you can have it. You won't be able to choose any good cultivation technique or battle skill anyway."

After hearing the Pavilion Elder's words, Qin Gong became excited: "Thank you, Senior! Thank you, Senior! When the time is up, that disciple will be leaving first."

As Qin Gong said this, he directly put all of the manuals of ancient techniques and battle skills into the Space Ring.

When the Pavilion Elder opened the door to the Compendium Pavilion, the ones who welcomed him was not Xiaoni, Xia Qingtong, Shang Wuyang and Zhou Danai. Instead, it was the first seat of the Desolate Valley, Wuma Xiaofeng.

"Master!" After Wuma Xiaofeng saw the old man that was guarding the pavilion, he went forward to meet him in the middle of the week.

Wuma Xiaofeng looked lost, and Qin Gong also looked towards the Xingu Village from time to time. Although it had only been three months, he had missed Xiaoni and his three brothers too much.

He thought that Xiaoni and the others must have been waiting anxiously outside the Compendium Pavilion, but they did not appear.

"Stop looking, follow me first!"

After Wuma Xiaofeng finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the Desolate Valley's arena beside the library. As for Qin Gong, he looked back three times, afraid that the person who came to pick him up wouldn't be able to see him.

The battle arena in the valley was empty. After the two entered the arena, Wu Ma stopped and said, "Take out your sword and attack me with all your strength!"

"What?"

Qin Gong could not believe his own ears, and hesitated to ask.

"The two of us will have a fight. We haven't had an activity for a long time, so go all out!" Wuma spoke again.

"This … good!"

Qin Gong hesitated for a while, then raised his hand. The Edgeless Heavy Sword appeared in his hand, and in the next moment, a bright and resplendent star light shone from Qin Gong's body.

In an instant, the Edgeless Heavy Sword seemed to have been ignited as it released tens of thousands of luxurious streams of lights, and with an unfathomable speed, it pierced towards the Wuma Clan's back.

With a slight leap, the broadsword reached the center of the back of the Wuma Clan's seat.

Wuma Xiaofeng's originally numb face was suddenly shocked, his dull eyes instantly erupted with light, and after that, his figure disappeared from where he stood. Qin Gong's sword suddenly changed its trajectory, and actually thrusted towards his back.

It seemed like there were two extremes to it, but Qin Gong's sword seemed to have pierced behind him in the first place, as if it was formed from nature itself.

CHI *

As the Sword Qi moved horizontally, one of Wuma Xiaofeng's afterimages behind Qin Gong was instantly stabbed eighteen times by the Edgeless Heavy Sword. Only then did the afterimage that his body left on the spot disappear in the air.

And at this time, a large hand suddenly appeared behind Qin Gong, grabbing towards his back.

Bang

With a loud explosion, Qin Gong's figure disappeared from his original position. Turns out that what Qin Gong had left for Wu Ma was only an afterimage of his body.

Wuma's expression changed. He twisted his body in a strange way and then turned to the side, slamming into the air. His large hand also reached out towards the sky.

Bang

"Hmph …"

With a series of explosions, Qin Gong's body flew out from the Witch Horse's side, and the Edgeless Heavy Sword in his hand was also in the hands of the Witch Horse.

The battle had ended, and everything was as Qin Gong had expected. He got up and bowed towards the Witch Horse.

Wu Ma held onto the Edgeless Heavy Sword, his gaze slowly sweeping across the sword body: "The treasured sword has no edge, its name is Demon Subduing Suppression, is this the Demon-suppressing Family's Demon Suppressing Sword?"

After hearing what Wu Ma said, Qin Gong's entire body shivered. His background had once again been seen through, and it was as if he had been struck by lightning. With his current cultivation, if the enemy found out that he was still alive, the consequences would be dire.

"You are …"

With the power of the Witch Horse, if he was his own enemy, Qin Gong didn't even have the power to resist, he could only wait to be killed.

"Don't worry, once you enter the Immemorial Time Valley, as long as you don't go out, no one will dare to seek revenge on you. Come talk to me, it's been a long time since I've had a chat with someone …"

Wu Ma passed the Edgeless Heavy Sword over to Qin Gong with a flip of his hand, then sat down on the floor and raised his hand to summon two jars of old wine.

Qin Gong put away the Edgeless Heavy Sword and sat opposite of the Witch Horse.

"Come and drink with me!" Wu Ma raised his hand, removed the wine jar's seal and handed it over to Qin Gong.

"I've never had a drink!" Qin Gong said.

"How can a man be sober for a day? Wine is good stuff, drinking it can make you forget a lot of things that you can't forget! "

As he said this, Wu Ma raised his wine jar and began gulping down the wine. Waves of a sorrowful air spread out from his entire body.

Qin Gong also felt what Wuma Xiaofeng was doing, so he grabbed the wine jar and patted the mud on it, and like the Witch Horse, he started to drink.

Cough cough cough …

As soon as the strong alcohol entered his mouth, Qin Gong choked and began to cough violently. Tears and snot flowed all over the floor, the Witch Horse didn't care about Qin Gong as it continued to drink.

After a long while, Qin Gong finally calmed down. He put down the wine jar and looked towards the Wuma Clan.

"Chief, since you know about Demon-suppressing Family, there's probably nothing left for me to say. I don't know what to say to you either." Qin Gong thought for a while and said.

"No need, just accompany me!" As Wuma spoke, he called out for another six or seven pots of old wine and began to drink with his life on the line, the sorrowful aura emanating from his body growing stronger and stronger.