In the small bamboo house, Qingqiu sat in a daze, and still a little unable to come back to his senses. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

She held her jade pendant in her hand, oh, no, it should be called Taiyin Lingxi, the black jade bead was firmly embedded in the white jade, and it was as if it were one, and it had already converged all the light, just like ordinary jade jewelry.

It should be said that they are one, but they have somehow split into two in the long time, and now they have finally returned to the beginning.

Everything before was like a dream from Nanke, but she understood that it was all true.

With a thought, Lingxi returned to the sea of eyebrows and hearts. This is also an unexpected joy, although the sea of knowledge has not been opened, but it can already be touched, gray, closed eyes and looked inward, you can see the spirit rhino hovering in the center of the sea of knowledge, flashing a faint but eternal light.

She stood up, thinking that it was time to go to the Scripture Treasure Building, and it was even more urgent to improve her strength after meeting Yaya, and she must set foot in the Qi refining period in the shortest possible time. Then, go and accept the inheritance of the Lang Huan Sword Sect!

Sword cultivator, the edge also, one day, she will let the nine heavens and ten earths see her peerless edge!

I went down the road to get this month's sub-example, although there is no shortage of money in Qingyun Sect in the short term, but no one will have too many spirit stones and pills.

Qingqiu walked on the path from the bamboo house to the disciple's mission hall, the laurel trees on both sides of the road, the flowers were heavy and pressed on the branches, and at a glance it was dull and light yellow, not dazzling but very beautiful.

The faint fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose, reminding her of the osmanthus tree in the yard of her home, and reciting Li Qingzhao's words and sentences under the tree when she was playing and frolicking under the tree......

"Why should it be light blue and light red, it is the first-rate ...... among flowers"

The voice was low, and she realized that she had read it out of her voice, and she couldn't help but shake her head and laugh, and walked forward.

When the person walked away, I heard a chuckle, and I couldn't say it.

"Crazy Lin, I didn't expect you to have such wonderful people in Qingjiao Peak, and the poetry is even more beautiful. But looking at this cultivation, it should be a new disciple who has entered the sect this year, right? I don't know which family's daughter ......"

The speaker, about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, dressed in a brocade robe and a wide belt adorned with jade gems, and a graceful body, stood with his hands in his hands, and with a smile on his handsome face, he looked up at the young man in white who was lying on an osmanthus tree with his eyes closed.

The man's ice-carved face was expressionless, and he only slowly opened a pair of black eyes: "The strong man relies on the sword in his hand, not the chanting of poetry." ”

As he spoke, he picked up the black saber he had in hand and leapt down from the tree.

If there is a disciple of the Green Prison Peak here, he will definitely be surprised, the one in front of him is Lin Jingfeng of the Green Prison Peak, who is known as a once-in-a-century sword training wizard, who has only been cultivating for eighteen years, and has already built a foundation!

The Qingjiao Forest is frightened and the purple glow is on the side, which can be called the peerless pride of the Qingyun Sect's generation!

Standing next to him is the elder brother Hua Ying of Qingyun Main Peak, the pursuit of life is only the word "beauty", fine wine, beauty, and beautiful poetry are all what he likes in his heart, although he has a very different personality from Lin Jingfeng, who is indifferent by nature and obsessed with practicing swords, but strangely became friends.

Osmanthus Lin is rarely visited, Lin Jingfeng sometimes runs to this remote place to hide Qingjing, Hua Ying has something to look for him today, but he didn't expect to see Ning Qingqiu.

But it's all smooth, Lin Jingfeng didn't care, he didn't think much about it, and the two walked side by side.

"I'm telling you, the Dark Cloud Town incident may really need you to intervene......"

The voice was inaudible from afar.

Qingqiu didn't know at all, she had already walked through the path, and she could already see the cornices and corners of the hall in front of her, she was overjoyed, and quickened her pace, but a male cultivator came over, and when she got closer, she found that it was Huang Qi, who was the Qingyun envoy who was in charge of her disciples at that time.

Qingqiu was about to say hello, but Huang Qi hurriedly passed by her, and a subtle voice came into her ears:

"If someone withholds your share, don't be rash!