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The water is murmuring and tinkling.

A flat boat came from afar, throwing away the green mountains and white clouds behind him.

The ferryman in the blue robe sat firmly at the bow of the boat, and next to him stood a tiger-headed child, looking around, and from time to time he would turn back and smile and say a few words to the people who were talking in low voices behind him.

In a short time, the darkness swept in, and the waves faintly glowed white in the faint light, and the people on the boat only felt a touch of coolness on their bodies.

Suddenly, a cold wind came, with murderous intent, and people were startled, and some people had already stood up violently and pressed the matching sword on their waists.

"Don't panic, don't panic. The boy seemed to be accustomed to this kind of thing, and laughed.

And at this moment, as if to cooperate with Xiao Tong's words, the killing intent that made people tremble disappeared in an instant, became peaceful, and the breeze was blowing, with a warm meaning, and the inexplicable shade brought by entering the cave disappeared completely.

The ferryman, who had always been looking ahead, tilted his head slightly, and the child noticed it very carefully, and did not speak again, but listened attentively.

"Huh?" his eyes lit up as he looked expectantly into the depths of the cave.

The crowd did not know why, but they also looked at it, but it was so dark that they could not see anything clearly. And at this moment, Xiao Tong raised his voice happily: "Uncle Changli, are you out of the customs?"

Suddenly, people only felt dazzled, and the hull of the boat seemed to be gently swaying with the water waves, and they saw a girl in plain blue clothes standing firmly on the boat, holding a piece of withered bamboo in her hand, and the pear vortex smiled lightly, looking forward to the brilliance.

"Uncle will take me to Junzi Peak. The girl's apricot eyes were slightly bent, with a slight smile, and when she saw the ferryman bowing her head slightly, she thanked him, and then turned to the little boy just now, and rubbed his head, "What?

"It's been a few months, Uncle Shi, you've been practicing swordsmanship in retreat, of course you haven't paid attention. The boy pouted and grumbled slightly.

"Okay, it's my fault, I'll go to see the master later, and I'll take you to Elder Yan to eat, okay?" the girl coaxed softly.

"Uncle, you have to talk about it!" the little boy came to his senses, and saw the ferryman next to him chuckling and shaking his head.

Listening to the conversation between the two, everyone slowly came back to their senses, shifted their eyes to the dead branch in the girl's hand in disbelief, and immediately looked at this delicate girl who looked like Zhong Lingyu and was full of aura.

Is such a powerful sword momentum actually coming from the hands of this girl?

If it is really terrible, the future is terrible.

Before the void is reached, the people already admire the nothingness.

……

"Little Daoyou, who is that?"

"That's our Qinghe Elder's closed disciple, but in just two years, he has been promoted from the middle of the first order to the early stage of the third order!"

"Is that powerful?"

"Of course Uncle Shi is amazing!"

The whispers of the boat blew with the breeze, and Liluo glanced back at the boat that was slowly turning the direction and sailing away, and the boy standing in the crowd with a proud face couldn't help but smile lightly, turned his head, and continued to climb the stairs.

Since she entered Junzi Peak, Qinghe, who was originally just alone, summoned a lot of miscellaneous disciples from Ming Ji Hall to help with one or two every day.

"Uncle Changli. ”

The disciple at the door respectfully called.

Liluo nodded and said softly, "Can the master be inside?"

"Tell Uncle Shi that the elder is meditating and cultivating inside. ”

"Okay, thank you. Liluo said politely, and then walked in.

Just turned a few screens and ornaments, and what I saw was Qinghe, who was originally cultivating in the mouth of his disciple, lazily lying on his back on his seat, turning his hand away, and indiscriminately touching the grapes contained in the ice cubes on the table, and feeding them into his mouth.

Hearing the movement of people, he didn't look at it, squinted and ate the pulp with a satisfied face, and didn't forget to stretch out one hand and point to a certain place to say to the visitor, "Help me pick up that pu fan." ”

Liluo looked in the direction he pointed, and saw that the handle of the fan was standing upright on the ground, and he didn't know how to throw it like that.

Picked up the fan, approached, and put it on the small table, Qinghe saw the separation from the afterglow, and quickly got up with a smile, "The disciple is here." ”

It's completely different from the commanding appearance just now.

After two years, he was already familiar with the departure of Qinghe and virtue, and he didn't react much, but said lightly, "The Void Mountain Range is tall, surrounded by lakes, and the climate is warm and cool, so don't be too greedy for cold." ”

"It's not summer, it's sunbathing every day, and there is not even a cloud blocking it. Qinghe complained while preparing to take an ice grape and feed it into his mouth, when something suddenly came to mind, he quickly put it down and patted his head, "Ouch, I forgot to ask you about business." How's it going?

"Yes. Liluo replied in a deep voice, "The formation has been broken." ”

Qinghe raised his eyebrows, and immediately was full of relief, "Not bad, how many days have you been out?"

"Day 10. ”

"In that case...... You don't have to go to the sword formation next. Qinghe rubbed his chin and said.

Yes, the sword array.

When entering the Void Mountain, the sword formation when the boat passed through the cave was created by her master Qinghe.

Holding only one withered bamboo, using it as a long sword, when there are two shadows in that sword array, stand still in it, choose the right opportunity, and defeat two of them.

When she first entered the sword formation, she stayed in it for a month, and the two shadows made one move and one style, and with tacit understanding, she couldn't find the slightest opportunity to intervene.

The second time she entered the sword formation, she simply fought indiscriminately, wanting to fight against the two at the same time, but unexpectedly, these two people stabbed her in turn.

And this third time, she didn't do anything, just like sitting in the stern of the boat when she first entered the void, standing quietly in the sword formation, even if the wind was fierce, almost the next second the sword was about to stab her, she didn't react, but felt the respective sword intent of the two of them, found an appropriate time, and joined in with the situation.

With her joining, the rhythm of the two people who seemed to be friends and enemies who were originally like hearts and minds was interrupted in an instant. And in so many months of training, she already knew the characteristics of each of their swordsmanship, and immediately let herself accommodate one of them, try her best to cooperate and defeat the other, and then turn around and fight alone until the formation was broken.

She may not have her own sword intent, but her sword strength is beyond people's reach.

Thinking of this, Liluo had a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth, but when he looked at Qinghe, his eyes faintly had his own doubts in the past two years.

Why, she can understand other people's sword intent and has her own sword intent, but she has not found her own sword intent so far?