Breaking through to the Martial Artist Ninefold, Yang Qian felt that his whole body seemed to be different. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The fluctuations of spiritual power in the body became extremely subtle, as if there was nothing. Every fluctuation of spiritual power seems to be able to affect the spiritual energy molecules in the air.

It feels like I'm connected to nature. Even the movement trajectory of the aura molecules in the air, Yang Qian could sense them one by one.

After the breakthrough, Yang Qian's mood was extremely excited, but this excitement completely subsided when he saw that the entire nearly sixty pieces of amethyst had been exhausted, and was replaced by a bitterness in his heart.

It took sixty pieces of amethyst to break through to one level!

Isn't that sensational?

What is the concept of sixty pieces of amethyst?

If it were someone else, sixty pieces of amethyst would be enough to at least be able to upgrade from the eighth level of the martial artist to the second level of the martial master, or even the third level of the martial master. When he arrived at Yang Qian, he only reached the ninth level of martial arts!

This result surprised Yang Qian.

Since the fusion of the elixir and the moon spirit, Yang Qian's cultivation required several times more aura than ordinary people to improve.

Yang Qian was already quite mentally prepared, but Yang Qian never imagined that nearly sixty pieces of amethyst would be enough for him to improve his cultivation.

If this is said, I guess no one will believe it.

It's sixty pieces of amethyst, not sixty pieces of aquamarine!

If the Martial Artist Ninefold now needs so many amethyst, then what about the Martial Master Ninefold, or even the Martial Sect realm in the future? At that time, to improve the level of cultivation, how huge would the demand for aura, or amethyst, be?

I can't imagine!

Thinking of this, Yang Qian couldn't help but gasp.

The further he went, Yang Qian felt that his pressure was getting bigger and bigger, and it was several times that of ordinary people!

"It seems that I will collect more amethyst in the future." Yang Qian smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Although it is becoming more and more difficult to improve his cultivation, Yang Qian firmly believes that his difficulties today will inevitably bring him great benefits.

Looking up at the sky, the sky is full of stars.

It's late at night.

Outside the window, there was a faint chirping of insects, which set off the silence of the night.

Yang Qian took a deep breath, opened the door, walked to the courtyard and took a bucket of cold water and took a cold shower. The sweat stains on Fang Cai's body were completely washed away, and he suddenly felt refreshed and relaxed.

After changing into clean clothes, Yang Qian did not return to the room, but quickly left the core area and headed towards a quiet mountain peak.

Yang Qian landed on the mountain peak and sat down comfortably on the top of the mountain.

Blowing the mountain wind, gazing at the starry sky.

At this time, Yang Qian reminded him of his father Yang Dingtian.

In the mountain behind the Divine Pavilion, there is a wind cliff. When Yang Qian was very young, he often sat on the cliff with Yang Dingtian and didn't say anything, just let the mountain breeze blow on his face.

"Qian'er, do you know why Dad asked you to come here?" Yang Dingtian looked at Yang Qian dotingly.

"I don't know." Yang Qian looked at Yang Dingtian innocently.

Yang Dingtian smiled slightly, but there was a sadness hidden in his smile that was not easy to be noticed.

"Qian'er doesn't know, Dad told Qian'er......" Yang Dingtian touched Yang Qian's little head, "Listen carefully, Feng'er is talking." ”

"Why can't Qian'er hear it?" Yang Qian looked at Yang Dingtian, innocent and curious, "What did Feng'er say?" ”

"When the migrants grow up, they will be able to hear ......"

……

The past came to mind, and Yang Qian's heart finally sank.

After many years, Yang Qian is no longer the Yang Qian he was when he was five or six years old.

Now Yang Qian finally understood Feng'er's words.

That's missing.

It was a longing from afar.

In this wind, Yang Qian seemed to hear the call of his father Yang Dingtian, and seemed to hear the warm care of his mother......

Back then, when I was listening to the wind cliff, what my father heard should be a deep miss for his mother, right?

Yang Qian looked at the stars in the sky for a long time, and said to himself: "Dad, mother......"

The two gentle calls were the deepest thoughts in Yang Qian's heart.

The wind continued to blow, and Yang Qian closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep. In the haze, Yang Qian seemed to see his father's majestic body......

On the second day, the sun poked its head out from under the distant mountain peaks, and Yang Qian woke up and looked at the sun that was slowly climbing up. Smile knowingly.

"New day! A new beginning! Yang Qian looked into the distance and said to himself.

After that, Yang Qian swept up rapidly, and a few ups and downs disappeared on the mountain peak.

Back in Elder Xuyun's courtyard, the sun had fully risen. Yang Ying is watering the flowers in the courtyard. Seeing Yang Qian come back, Yang Yinglian stopped what she was doing, smiled brightly at Yang Qian, and shouted, "Brother Yang Qian." ”

Yang Qian responded with a smile and said, "Ying'er is up, these flowers and plants, with Ying'er's care, are more vibrant." ”

was praised by Yang Qian like this, and two blushes appeared on Yang Ying's little face. A little flustered.

Fortunately, Yang Ying suddenly remembered something and changed the topic.

"Brother Yang Qian, breakfast Ying'er has been sent to Brother Yang Qian's room. Brother Yang Qian, go eat it, otherwise it will be cold. Yang Ying said that, and pulled Yang Qian to the room.

Yang Qian sat down, and Yang Ying took out breakfast.

A plate of pastries, a bowl of fragrant porridge.

The fragrance wafted in, and Yang Qian suddenly felt hungry.

"Ying'er, did you do this?" Yang Qian looked at Yang Ying with some surprise.

In Elder Xuyun's place, it was impossible for Master Elder Xuyun to prepare such a breakfast for Yang Qian. Usually, they go to the kitchen of Liuyun Sect to get a few steamed buns, and breakfast can be dealt with.

Therefore, it can only be prepared by Yang Ying.

Yang Ying listened to Yang Qian's question and snorted.

"Ying'er's craftsmanship is really good. It's so fragrant. Yang Qian praised.

Yang Ying lowered her head and said, "Ying'er will only do this, and she was all for her brother before......"

Before she could say anything, Yang Ying's voice lowered and she could barely hear it.

All of a sudden, the whole person became sad.

Yang Ying's expression and actions, Yang Qian saw it in his eyes. What Yang Ying wanted to express, Yang Qian had completely guessed.

It turned out that in Zhuge Villa, it was always Yang Ying who prepared breakfast for Yang Fan!

However, Yang Fan completely ignored Yang Ying's wishes and let Yang Ying and the Qin family marry.

Such a good sister, Yang Fan doesn't know how to cherish it!

Just thinking about it, Yang Qian wanted to beat Yang Fan again.

Yang Qian glanced at Yang Ying and wanted to say something, but he moved his mouth, but he didn't say a word.

Feeling Yang Qian's gaze, Yang Ying didn't dare to look at Yang Qian, and escaped from Yang Qian's room under the pretext of watering the flowers.

After breakfast, Yang Qian went out to find his eldest brother Yang Hu.

Back to Liuyun Sect, Yang Qian hadn't gone to see his eldest brother yet!

Yang Qian just opened the door, but saw his master, Elder Xuyun, standing outside the door.

"Master." Yang Qian shouted respectfully.

Elder Xuyun answered, then walked into the room and said, "Close the door, I have something to say to you." ”

"Yes." Yang Qian closed the door and followed behind Elder Xuyun.