Qing Yuan picked up the bronze mirror on the table, at first glance there was nothing special, as if it was the same as the copper mirror he usually used, when he stared at the bronze mirror for a moment, he found something unusual. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"How am I here...."

The picture in front of Qingyuan's eyes returned to his childhood, this is so familiar, this is the place where Qingyuan came the most when he was a child, a thatched house, a fence garden, a tree that does not grow leaves all year round, a gray-bearded, kind old grandfather.

"Grandpa Fang, Grandpa Fang, don't go, don't go..."Qing Yuan screamed as hard as he could, he wanted this kind old man to stay, and give him his favorite story.

"Child, Grandpa Fang is leaving, you have to practice hard, when you are strong enough, you will be able to see Grandpa Fang again, and then Grandpa Fang will tell you a story..."

"No, Grandpa Fang, I don't want you to leave, I don't want you to leave..."

After a long time, Qing Yuan gradually calmed down, his eyes carefully probed the bronze mirror on the table, he didn't expect that a seemingly ordinary bronze mirror could actually conjure up what he was thinking, almost making himself confused.

This is also controlling one's own heart, not cultivating the "Heart Refining Technique", no wonder you can only cultivate after mastering your own heart, presumably there must be no return, there is no such luck as yourself, think about it in your heart is still afraid.

Qing Yuan knew the special effect of the "Heart Refining Technique", and couldn't help but have some expectations in his heart, what kind of point he could go after his cultivation became a masterpiece, he couldn't hold back the impatience in his heart, and after breathing his mood again, he opened his eyes and looked at the extremely ordinary bronze mirror.

This time, Qing Yuan found that the place he came to was no longer the thatched house, but in his own sect, a thin figure was hiding behind a tall figure, poked out his little head and pointed at a young man in front of him and shouted: "Second senior brother, it's him, he can't beat me, so many people will be found to deal with him, senior brother, you must help me teach them a good lesson." ”

"You are talking nonsense, obviously we are the ones who are injured, you have not hurt a finger, and the wicked people are still here to sue first, you you..."

"Okay, junior brother, you've beaten people like this, don't let me bully them anymore, let's go, senior brother will take you to a place to play, it's over."

After having the previous experience, Qing Yuan didn't fall into it again this time, but he was a little emotional, and when his mind and thoughts wanted to drift away, he would be able to sober up on time.

One hour, two hours, one day, two days, this time Qing Yuan clearly knew the loss of time, scene by scene, all made Qing Yuan feel frightened, especially when he experienced the scene with his master, it was even more dangerous than the scene of his grandfather before, he saw the scene of his master being seriously injured and dying, and a force of grief made him sober, otherwise he would be in danger.

Over and over again, over and over again, Qing Yuan's eyes stared at the bronze mirror motionless, repeatedly experiencing the previous scenes, until his heart was no longer fluctuating, and the eyes staring at the copper mirror no longer had a trace of confusion, Qing Yuan slowly put down the bronze mirror, at this moment he no longer needed it, he could truly master his own heart, and he could officially practice the "Heart Refining Technique".

Just when he wanted to continue to practice the Heart Refining Technique, on the side of the room, a door opened automatically, Qing Yuan was stunned, and then he was extremely happy, he knew that he could go out, and he didn't need to practice here, Qing Yuan in excitement walked quickly towards the door, for fear that he would not be able to get out if he was late.

Just when Qing Yuan stepped out of the door, a figure looked at the person who walked out of the door in shock, this person was naturally Liu Qing who had been waiting outside the door, at this time, he should be happy to see his apprentice go out of the customs smoothly, but he was not happy, but a shocked face, looking at this young man who had been with him for ten years and couldn't say a word.

"Master, I'm out, master, what's wrong with you? Master, are you talking? Master, I'm Qing'er? Master, don't you know me? Qing Yuan looked at Liu Qing, who was stunned in front of him, and kept asking.

At the same time, in front of a mountain gate in the Yellow Sky Domain, there was a purple figure, he looked up at the three vicissitudes of life above the mountain gate, 'Earthquake Gate', for these three words, the purple-robed young man standing here had too many extravagant hopes, remembering that he had been taken away from this place since he was a child to carry out a long hidden mission, and his heart had been looking forward to one day being able to return to the place that should belong to him.

The seemingly familiar face of the purple-robed youth, if Qingyuan or Du Ming were here, they would not hesitate to call 'Senior Brother', the purple-robed young man was the eldest disciple of the Qingyun Sect - Lian Hao.

"I'm not far from returning." As soon as the words in his heart fell, he stepped into the mountain gate.

"Hao'er, have you figured out what the relationship between that kid and Liu Qing is?" In a secret room at the Earthquake Gate, Lin Cheng looked at Lian Hao, a purple-robed young man in front of him.

"Father, as far as the child knows, Qingyuan should have been brought back by Liu Qing in the creation ten years ago, if you want to get Liu Qing's creation ten years ago, waiting for me to inherit Liu Qing's position as the suzerain, I'm afraid it won't work, only to implement other plans."

"Oh, Hao'er will come with me, let's go meet a few uncles together, just plan well."

............

Qingyun Sect, Liu Qing woke up from his stupulation.

Looking at Qing Yuan, who had passed through five rooms in less than ten days, he couldn't help but think of what he said ten days ago, and at the same time he felt in his heart, he was more relieved.

Liu Qing looked at Qingyuan and said with a serious face: "Qing'er, do you really want to go there?" ”

"Master, Qing'er has already thought about it, I must go, I must let the sect advance as soon as possible." Qing Yuan held his head high, and his face was also serious, although he was immature but very real.

From the beginning of this day, the little guy who used to only think about being able to bully people in his heart now began to think about becoming stronger, being able to bully more and more powerful people, and the object of bullying was no longer limited to the sect.

"Master, the disciple came to bid you farewell."

"Come in."

"What do you have in store? Let the master take a look. Liu Qing's gaze fell on the small cloth bag behind Qing Yuan.

Qingyuan said embarrassedly: "Master, the disciple didn't bring anything, don't look at it, give me whatever you want to give me." ”

"Give me your baggage." Liu Qing stretched out his hand and looked at Qingyuan in front of him.

"Master!" Qing Yuan looked at Liu Qing with a sad face.

"Hurry up."

Liu Qing took the burden and looked at it one by one, and her face became more and more exciting.

"Whistles, rattles, puppets... These things don't even play with three-year-olds, what are you doing with them? Liu Qing said coldly.

"Master, I said I won't let you see it, you have to see it, this whistle, rattle, puppet and these are all made by you for me, although I played when I was a child, but I have never been far away, I am afraid that I will miss you when I go out this time, so with these, if I miss you, I will take them out and see, I see them as if I see you, I feel very kind."

"Hmmm! It's true? Liu Qing's tone softened down, yes, it is normal for a ten-year-old child to go out and bring some items sent by his relatives, and there is a little guilt in his heart.

"Hmm!"

"Okay, the master doesn't blame you, you put away this cloth bag, don't use it in front of others, and you must remember that you must not be reckless when you get there, and you must fight on the premise that you can live."

took the master's small cloth bag, nodded heavily, no longer stayed on his back, and walked towards the outside of the sect without looking back, and said secretly in his heart: "Master, don't worry, Qing'er will not let you down." ”