Over and over again, Yan Qingrui has been writing these two words, very seriously, I don't know what to write for, and I don't know what to write to meet the old man's standards.

However, after looking at it for a while, Shangguan Qianyu was secretly surprised in his heart, his vision was different from ordinary people, and he repeated it several times at this moment, and finally determined that Yan Qingrui was writing, which was clearly practicing.

seems to be holding a brush, but in her two words, what is fused is the meaning of swords, guns, sticks and other moves. There are many changes involved in the movement of the hand.

Moreover, when writing, you have to cooperate with your own internal force, luck is smooth, the internal force runs in the meridians, condenses the strength of the wrist, and holds your breath and concentrates.

It's not so much that she's writing, it's that she's fighting the enemy.

Her technique is different every time she writes, but not every time she writes it, she will ask the old man to read it, but when she is satisfied, she will show it to the old man.

However, it was still vetoed again and again by the old man.

Seeing that later, Shangguan Qianyu's heart was anxious, and his hand couldn't help but gesture with it, walking by hand, and his eyes were full of admiration.

Xuyun looked at it indifferently from the side and said, "Are you relieved now?"

Shangguan Qianyu had just comprehended some of the mysteries of martial arts, but after listening to Xuyun's words, he still said, "What I saw was the real Qingrui?

Xuyun smiled: "I'm afraid it's an illusion, you call her!"

Shangguan Qianyu estimated that he was two miles away from where Yan Qingrui was, but he shouldn't be able to see the distance of two miles clearly, so there should be something in the middle that he didn't understand.

He no longer bothered with the problem of distance, since he knew the Void Cloud Monk, although the monk felt very unreliable most of the time, it also made him feel incredible more than once.

He looked at the small building, mobilized his internal force, and shouted loudly: "Qingrui, Qingrui......"

Such a distant valley, this voice came over, I don't know if Qingrui can hear it.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Yan Qingrui, who was concentrating on the next pen, suddenly turned his head and looked at him.

But she didn't seem to see anything.

Just as she frowned, and looked around to find the source of the sound, suddenly the door opened again, and the old man walked quickly, picked up a piece of paper, a pen, and wrote a few words with a brush, and pasted them in front of this window.

"Boy, she's safe, you don't have to. After three years, you will naturally be able to meet, what should you do, don't waste time here!"

Then the window was closed.

Shangguan Qianyu's heart was shocked, three years, why wait for three years?

Xuyun said: "Ah, this old boy has found us. ”

Shangguan Qianyu was surprised and said, "Who is he?"

Xuyun said: "Don't ask so much, let's go, you Qinghe Wangfu has a bunch of messy accounts waiting for you!"

Shangguan Qianyu said: "I have a good ...... in Qinghe Palace."

Xuyun rolled his eyes and said, "That was before!" He pointed to a cliff four or five feet away, and said, "See, what is this?"

Shangguan Qianyu said: "Cliff!"

Xuyun said: "Jump down!"

Shangguan Qianyu: "......"

Is there any end to this cliff jumping and thorns?

He said, "Did you see the words on the paper just now? Why did you see Qingrui after three years? Did the old man imprison Qingrui? I want to save her!"