Although two years have passed, Yan Yubing's cultivation has not improved in the slightest, and it is still only the second layer of congenital, and even the cultivation of her three little followers has far surpassed her, reaching the sixth layer of innate status. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the case of the huge disparity in strength, Yan Yubing was seriously injured and fell to the ground, and the three Leng Yisong who came to stop were also scarred under the angry Qin Jianjian.

If it weren't for Qin Jian's consciousness, the four of them would have been the souls of his sword.

Looking at the four people who fell to the ground, Qin Jian was left with a dejected sadness in his heart, and he had no way forward, and he couldn't save his heart。。。。。。。。。。

Deep pain, Qin Jian's heart was filled with empty sadness, there was only one person left in the wilderness, and that heavy sadness filled Qin Jian's entire heart.

As far as the eye can see, everything is barren.

Like a walking corpse that had lost his soul, Qin Jian instinctively returned to the Crescent Valley, holding the Qingfeng Sword, touching the jade pendant, and immersed himself in his barren spiritual world.

A month has passed, Qin Jian's eye sockets are deep, his gaze is dull, and his body has become so thin that it can be blown away by a gust of wind.

Gao Hongye and Xue Yi had both come to see it, but when they saw this, they just sighed sadly and left.

They could see very clearly that Qin Jian's current situation was that he had completely closed himself in the spiritual world, unless someone could enter the depths of his soul and awaken him.

Otherwise, he will perish forever unto death.

Seeing this, Yan Yubing only visited Qin Jian once regretfully, and then turned around and left, continuing to look for her next partner.

Another month had passed, and knee-high weeds had grown at the mouth of the crescent valley, and the trail had been deserted for a long time.

In the Crescent Moon Valley, Qin Jian has been completely forgotten.

In the depths of Qin Jian's heart, there was only a desolation, no mountains, no water, no wind, not even a trace of sound, and the dead silence was terrifying.

And Qin Jian, just like that, confused his eyes, walked slowly without knowing the direction, his feet fell silently, and the desolate and dead ground did not have a trace of response, not knowing where he was going.

And so it goes, day by day, day by day, day by day。。。。。。。。。。。

In this desolate space, it seems that thousands of years have passed.

Qin Jian stopped.

He raised his head, but there was no focus in his eyes, confusion and no brilliance.

A murmuring sound came out of his mouth:

"There's no way, you can't save your heart... There is no way, and I can't save my heart。。。。。。 ”

The phrase was repeated over and over again, and the voice did not fluctuate in the slightest, but the bleak and mournful voice was known to all listeners.

I don't know how long it took, a strange fluctuation appeared around Qin Jian's body, gradually spreading, spreading。。。。。。。

It seems to envelop the entire space.

In an instant, it seemed to be eternal, and Qin Jian hissed out:

"Xin'er, I can't save you。。。。。。。。。。。"

The sound echoed throughout the space, and with it, everything around Qin Jian's body began to shatter, disappear, and turn into nothingness.

The moment the entire space turned into nothingness, Qin Jian woke up, his gaze condensed, and the person was like a sharp sword, rushing out of the sky.

Qin Jian's body in reality also reacted at this moment, and the sword he was holding was pulled out.

As fast as ever, the strange fluctuations in the mind also spread out with the Qingfeng Sword, enveloping and slashing forward.

The sword qi flew out, and a thick-legged tree on the edge of the courtyard fell down in an uproar, and at the same time it fell, the leaves and trees withered and yellowed, and there was no vitality at all.

With a sword slash out, Qin Jian woke up, but he didn't seem to feel anything about it, just glanced at the dead broken tree, and then withdrew his gaze.

Nine layers of innocence!

Breaking through like this, what should have been joyful and happy, Qin Jian didn't feel anything.

It's just that he knows very well in his heart that he has finally found the right direction at this moment.

The road of seeking immortals, the road of cultivation, has never been smooth sailing, there are always countless difficulties and obstacles, and before I always relied on a lifeless perseverance to advance bravely, but I ignored the essence of cultivation.

Cultivation, cultivation, cultivation is the body, and cultivation is the mind.

I have something in my heart, so I can move forward bravely and cultivate for a fierce progress.

But because of his attachment, he is as fragile as paper, and he will break it when he stabs it.

Xin Youwu must be opposed, break through the obstacle by chance, realize the true meaning, break through the state of mind, and even comprehend the "sword intent of sorrow".

That sadness, desolation, dead silence, nothingness.

It was also a coincidence that he understood the trick of attacking with sword intent that Xue Yiren used back then, and only then did he have the sign that the tree was broken and lost its vitality.

Everything is the power of sword intent.

Qin Jian, who broke his heart, made up for the flaws left by doubting himself, although his mood was unwavering due to the influence of sadness, but he was more harmonious.

The road ahead, he no longer doubts, the road, in his hands, in the sword in his hand!

However, for that partner, Miss Yan Jiajiu, Qin Jian had lost his favor, but he didn't have any bad feelings.

The matter of the transaction, you and I are willing, Yan Yubing did not buy and sell, and only blamed himself for being a little anxious for quick success.

As soon as he made a breakthrough, cultivated a little steadily, and tidied up a little, Qin Jian went to Gao Hongye to meet him.

I haven't seen it for two months, and I don't know what changes have happened on this sword peak.

However, the barren grass he saw all the way out of the valley made Qin Jian feel a little touched, and the sophistication of the world was like this.

At the beginning, Master valued his own potential, and it was a great favor that he was willing to teach carefully.

It's just that although he has a reputation, he rarely meets and interacts, and of course his feelings are not deep, and he should have this situation after losing his way forward.

The thoughts in his mind fluttered, but his feet were not slow at all, he was already a congenital ninth layer, and he was even faster when he used the "Flowing Wind" body method, and in the blink of an eye, the figure had disappeared.

It's just that the consummation realm of this "Flowing Wind" body method is difficult to cultivate, which is also due to the fact that Qin Jian has little time to comprehend this body method, and it took two years for him to comprehend the rhythm of the wind, and he barely reached the second level of this body method.

Although it is only the second layer, this speed is not comparable to before, and with the support of profound skills, the current Qin Jian can be regarded as the top even among the innate nine layers.

After only a few dozen breaths, he had already arrived at the gate of the high red leaf house.

The gatekeeper who was full of surprise went to Gao Hongye to inform Qin Jian of his arrival, and Qin Jian walked straight to the courtyard.

"Third Young Master! The boss said that he was waiting for you in the martial arts arena. ”

The gatekeeper who trotted over said respectfully to Qin Jian.

"Well, I'm tired of leading the way."

The attitude of the gatekeeper made Qin Jian feel a lot more at ease, his master was worthy of the name of a former hero, and at least until now, he has not given up on himself clearly.

The martial arts arena is still the same as when Qin Jian first came to see it, without the slightest change.

As soon as he entered the door, Gao Hongye stood in the center with his hands in his hand, quietly looking at Qin Jian who had entered, with a gentle smile on his face, and his eyes were bright and a little inquiring.

"Come, let the teacher see!"

If there is no superfluity, the opening is straightforward.

"Yes, Master!"

Qin Jian was also very direct, walked three meters in front of Gao Hongye and stopped, bowing slightly.

Then, an inaudible whispering of the sword sounded.

When he looked at it again, Qin Jian's sword had already reached Gao Hongye's chest.

Well? Gao Hongye, who was facing this sword, flashed in his eyes, his robe fluttered suddenly, and his feet moved.

Poop! Like the sound of gold and iron clashing!

Gao Hongye had already turned sideways past the tip of the sword, and the sword finger of his right hand cut straight to the side of the tip of the sword of Qin Jian.

A sword was useless, Qin Jian put away the sword again, the direction changed, and another sword went straight to Gao Hongye's waist and abdomen.

Seeing this, Gao Hongye's eyes flashed, and he shouted:

"Good boy!"

Then the true qi turned, and his body rose in the air, which was able to avoid the sword of Qin Jian.

Gao Hongye flashed in the air, landed outside the sword in front of Qin Jian, and said:

"Alright, that's it! Qin Jian, have you broken through to the innate ninth layer? ”

"Yes, Master."

"I also restrained the sword qi with the sword, and comprehended the skill of attacking the enemy with sword intent, which was beyond my expectations, very good!"

Gao Hongye stroked his chin and long beard as he spoke, obviously appreciating Qin Jian's unexpected progress.

Qin Jian also felt a lot more relaxed, and his face, which had become indifferent due to sadness, also softened, and said:

"It's all a coincidence, and the process is dangerous."

"Hehehehe, well, you're right, it's too difficult to break through the shackles of the soul, at least seven or eight out of ten people have been dead since then. You really surprised the teacher. ”

"However, although you have now broken through to the innate ninth layer, you have almost reached the highest point of this world. However, the previous medicinal bath cultivation has already damaged your root source, and in the later stage, there will be many obstacles. ”

"Master, this is precisely why the apprentices are here. The apprentice has a plan and wants to ask the master for advice. ”

"Oh? Let's go, go into the house and say. ”

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