On the moon cliff, the cold air runs through. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info The sword dances, the breeze moves, and the leaves flutter.

As they flew and leaped, the boundless spiritual power spread out to all sides, and the little bit of luminous light was like the stars in the sky, flashing with brilliant light, and those rays of light rose leisurely from the moon cliff, slowly climbing towards the blue sky, and finally rising high and high, until they could no longer be seen with their eyes.

Like the flying swallow in the rain, and like the spirit monkey in the mountains, every movement and every sword move of Qingli is just right, and the connection is also natural. In the end, but seeing that she gathered all her strength and concentrated on the Biluo Immortal Sword, a faint blue sword light was like a meteorite flying down in the nine heavens, flying over at an extremely fast speed, and slammed into the cliff wall opposite the Moon Cliff.

Suddenly, the cliff wall was smashed, and with the dust and smoke in the sky, the cliff wall turned into thousands of gravels, and fell towards the spring stream, splashing a high splash.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the sixth form of the junior sister was practiced, Lu Haichuan couldn't help but feel happy for her, and while he was happy, he also secretly worked hard for himself in his heart, since everyone worked so hard, he couldn't fall behind, and he couldn't drag the hind legs of the swaggering peak.

In the midst of the rapid flight, Lu Haichuan had already absorbed the aura around him, and applied it to the sword along with his own mystical power.

His dripping eyes shone brightly, and he held the Xuanjian tightly in both hands, slashing forward. The powerful sword qi rushed up, rushing up to the clouds like a white dragon, and the sword qi touched the white clouds, bursting out with dazzling lightning, and in an instant, the white clouds turned into black clouds, turning into thousands of sweet rains and scattering towards the spring stream.

The sound of rain, the sound of flowing springs and waterfalls, the sound of wind, and the sound of birdsong are intertwined, which is a beautiful movement of nature.

After more than ten years, he finally succeeded, although after using this sword, Lu Haichuan felt that his body was hollowed out, but he still had a smile on his face.

Although the expression on the face of the swagger immortal did not change in any way, he was still happy for his two disciples, today, they have all successfully advanced, Xiao Li has been promoted from the intermediate level of the spirit level to the advanced level of the spirit level, and Lu Haichuan has finally broken through the Ning Dan realm and entered the initial stage of voiding, which is really a happy event.

Truly, people still need some pressure to grow faster, hoping that their retreat will not affect their cultivation.

By the time they turned around, the swagger fairy was already gone.

On the ancient peach tree, the sound of the piano sounded, a song "Peach Blossom Spring", and another song "Birdsong Stream", there are many songs created by the master, but these two are his favorite and favorite songs.

Hearing the sound of the master's piano, Qingli and Lu Haichuan both put away their swords and stood on the moon cliff in a daze, looking up at the tree.

Due to the huge size of the peach tree, the bottom of the tree and the top of the tree were far apart, so they could not see the appearance of the master clearly, but the sound of the piano immersed them in the good old days of Zhaoyao Peak, and reminded them of many, many happy or sad memories.

The sound of the piano continued to come out melodiously, and as if they had been inspired by something, they strengthened their determination, and said to themselves in their hearts: I will not let Master down!

After a long time, they glanced at each other silently, Qingli smiled slightly, and said, "Senior brother, it's time for us to copy the book." ”

"Oh, I'll go, if you don't say it, I almost forgot about this stubble. Lu Haichuan sneered, as soon as he heard that he was copying books, his face was full of black lines, Lu Haichuan didn't like reading and writing the most, letting himself copy books was even more cruel than punishing himself for confinement, the master knew it, he was really ruthless.

However, fortunately, with the little sister accompanying him, he copied the book. Lu Haichuan and Qingli went back to her treehouse together, and the two of them crouched in front of the window and carefully copied the "Taihua Sutra" and "Meditation Mantra".

"The earth, the plain Xuantian, the golden spirit is bright, and the atmosphere is too gorgeous

The jade void is clear, the spirit chapter is gathered, the spirit is clear and bright, and the nine souls spit out the essence ......"

Lu Haichuan was reading it, and he copied the "Taihua Sutra" without love, he had already greeted the predecessor who wrote the "Taihua Sutra" hundreds of times in his heart, and the master who wrote the "Hundred Herbs Sutra", the masters in the mountains, one was unhappy, either copying the "Taihua Sutra" or copying the "Hundred Herbs Sutra", which made the disciples so miserable.

Lu Haichuan sighed helplessly, what can I do, continue to copy.

Hearing him whittling, Qingli couldn't help laughing, and said: "Senior brother, you better say a few words, "Taihua Sutra" and "Hundred Herbs Sutra" are classics, but what about the treasures of our Taihua Mountain, if you say so, aren't you afraid that the ancestors will give their dreams to the master and let him punish you a few more times?"

Sticking out his tongue at the junior sister, Lu Haichuan shook his head and said, I didn't memorize it like this, but I just said it, if there is anything that offends the ancestors, please read it on the young and ignorant sake of the apprentice, and spare me this time, next time I will never talk nonsense again.

Before the sun sets, they are writing, after the sun sets, they are still writing, and the beautiful sunset outside has no time to enjoy today, until the stars light up and the moon rising in the east sky goes around the west sky, and they are still writing.

For the whole night, they didn't sleep in order to complete their mission.

It was almost dawn, Qingli yawned, she was really tired, she glanced at her senior brother, and asked lightly, "How many times do you have it?"

"Three times!" Lu Haichuan leaned weakly on the chair like a frosted eggplant, and the brush in his hand still did not stop.

Qingli nodded silently, sure enough, the speed of the senior brother copying the book was faster than himself, but he was almost finished, and he was short of the last five times.

When he got up early, Frostless showed off in front of them for a while, and then went out to forage for food.

After copying the book, Qingli and Lu Haichuan put down the pen in their hands, didn't even want to move, and fell asleep on the table.

On the third pole of the sun, the swaggering fairy didn't see them come up, so he went down to Qingli's tree house to take a look.

As if he had been hit on the head, Lu Haichuan groaned, touched his head with one hand, and shouted in a daze: "Who hit me?"

Qingli also felt that he had been hit by something, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the master standing behind him.

"Division...... Master ......, "The sun had risen so high, and the two of them stood there stunned, like children who had done something wrong and were being interrogated by their parents.

Zhao Shaoxian glanced at the two of them, and said softly, "It's all copied?"

"It's all copied!" Qingli and Lu Haichuan both nodded and said.

Now that you've copied it, show it to me. Zhao Xian thought to himself, the speed of these two people is quite fast, is it that their tasks are assigned a little lightly, should they copy it two hundred times next time, and they will remember?

"Hey, Master, don't ......" Lu Haichuan just wanted to say Master, you don't have to work harder, my sister and I already know that we are wrong, and we will practice swords on time and do our homework in the future.

"You, you, you, are all such adults, writing is still like this, look at what you write, I'm afraid only you can understand it. The swagger immortal number fell to Lu Haichuan, and Qingli stood aside and didn't dare to speak, because he was no better.

Hey, obviously the master writes so well and paints so well, but the two apprentices who can be taught are out of shape!! in this regard, Qingli and Lu Haichuan have no attainments, and the master said that they only know how to play every day, and they don't have time to calm down and cultivate their temperament.

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