Qingge looked at Ye Qingtian with a happy face, his nose was slightly sour, and his throat seemed to be stalking, swollen and slightly painful. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

She walked into the side hall, sat down at the table, held a spoon, and ate bird's nest.

"How? Is it delicious? "The eyes of the night blue sky are shining.

Qingge ate it all at once, then nodded, and replied rather chokedly: "It's delicious." ”

"It's delicious." Ye Qingtian smiled, "What do you want to eat, just tell grandpa, the cook of Xianglou that day has to bow down in front of grandpa, and the five bodies are thrown to the ground, let me tell you, a hundred years of cultivation and "qingren" in the same boat, a thousand years to cultivate such a good grandfather as the old man, alas, Xiao Ge'er, you have such an all-round grandfather, the old man is very envious. ”

Qingge sneered, and looked helplessly at the blue sky where her eyebrows were flying. #_#67356

Ye Qingtian is always like this, which makes her cry and laugh.

It is said that there is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure, sure enough, the ancients did not deceive me.

"Grandpa, I'm going to Xuanyue Pass the day after tomorrow."

Qingge hesitated for a while, but decided to give Ye Qingtian a preventive shot in advance.

As Ye Wuxian said, she can't be by Ye Qingtian's side all the time, if she has a breeze on her sleeves and no enemies, it will be fine, but now, once she stops and stagnates, her enemies will stand in front and destroy her.

The sound of the night blue sky chattering stopped abruptly, and his face stiffened for a moment, and then returned to his original state.

Ye Qingtian squinted his eyes and smiled, seemingly suddenly refreshing, he stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Xuanyue Pass is a fork in the road, the old man's granddaughter can protect the family and defend the country, the old man is happy, happy." ”

He pretends to be free and easy, and he doesn't debunk light songs.

"Didn't you go to Nanhua Temple today to ask for a signature? How is it? Ye Qingtian asked.

Qingge smiled and said gently, "Daji's sign, and I also chatted with the abbot of the temple, Master Guiyi, for a long time. ”

"Daji? Good luck! Ye Qingtian's excited hands slapped his thighs.

Qingge got up, walked to Ye Qingtian and sat down, held Ye Qingtian's hand, looked at Ye Qingtian with sincere and reverent eyes, and said: "Life and death have fate, wealth is in the sky, grandpa, you don't have to worry about me, you should believe me, even if the disaster is at the head, I can turn evil into good fortune, there is no danger, as long as you can be well, healthy, and live a long life, even if I experience the battle of life and death, I can turn the danger into a disaster, so, grandpa, you must not have anything, I have no parents anymore, I don't want to lose grandpa." ”

There are some things that have to be said in her heart, otherwise, she will go to Xuanyue Pass again this time, Ye Qingtian is overly worried, but she is afraid that she will repeat the mistakes of the past and her condition will worsen, if something happens to Ye Qingtian, she has no intention of staying in Xuanyue Pass.

Ye Qingtian said with relief: "My granddaughter has grown up." ”

"Yes, when I grow up, I can protect my grandfather." Qingge leaned lightly on Ye Qingtian's shoulder.

Ye Qingtian rubbed Qingge's head dotingly, "Silly child, just as stupid as your father." ”#6.7356

Speaking of night terrors, the eyes of the night blue sky darkened.

That night, Qingge chatted with Ye Qingtian for a long time.

The candle flame was faint, the wind outside the window, blowing the fragrance of the old season, she listened to her grandfather talk about the past, the bloody scene, as if depicted in front of her eyes.

Grandma Yuying's pure kindness in saving lives and helping the wounded, his father's upright iron blood, and his mother's stunning beauty in the world......

Qingge had to admit that she longed for a warm home with a father and mother, but she is also happy now, and it is enough to have a grandfather who treats her as her life.

In the second half of the night, Qingge returned to Fengyue Pavilion.

I didn't feel sleepy, so I simply practiced in the courtyard.

She sat cross-legged on the dew-covered grass, her eyes slightly closed, concentrating, concentrating, the vast and pure aura between heaven and earth, like a raging storm, overwhelmingly surging towards her, from the fine pores, burrowed into the holy body, lingering in the internal organs, dancing mischievously in the blood.

In the end, all of them converged in the swirling Danhuo, and after refining, they were pulled by the light song to the veins that belonged to the spirit master, but they were not in a hurry, they did not rampage like before, but slowly and gradually.

In this way, there is a new breakthrough.

The blockage, which seemed to be hard and unshakable, was somewhat loose.

Qingge is patient, concentrated, engrossed, and does not dare to make any mistakes.

Now, with a sword spirit master, she only needs to pierce a layer of paper.

And this layer of paper, she has to poke slowly.

The aura is consumed in the veins of a sword spirit master.

The light song inhaled the aura again, poured into the tendons and veins after refining, gently stroked the tendons and veins, and dredged them with extremely soft momentum!

Qingge was sweating profusely, her face was pale, and her high concentration for a long time made her mentally overdrawn, this is a cultivation that tests her spiritual power, Rao is light song with excellent spiritual power, and she can't help but secretly complain.

After a long time, Qingge entered the state, enjoying the feeling of this moment when the tendons were loosened when smelting, subtle, beautiful, nature seemed to grow in her heart, and the vast world stretched in her eyes.

It was a magical touch, as if it were a tiny speck of dust in the infinite universe, and the universe seemed to be born because of her.

And this is the wonder of the mystery of the realm of nothingness.

At the same time, it is also the essence of one to ten thousand laws, and ten thousand laws to one.

Qingge closed his eyes, surrounded the Danhuo, and after circling the body for a small week, all of them were irrigated into the tendons and veins to soften the rigidity, like water pouring fire, and gradually penetrated into it.

After repeating the cycle, Qingge's sweat was dripping, and her clothes were soaked, but she seemed to be unaware of it, indulging in the world of cultivation.

She believed that in the near future, she would be able to break through the spirit master!

At that time, she could only be called a qualified cultivator.

However, Qingge's mood has also calmed down a lot, no longer like the previous rush and utilitarianism, but has precipitated, and everything is natural.

Two hours later, the light song began to cast and exercise, and the thirteen veins in front of it symbolized the innate cultivator class.

Starting from the first one, every time after polishing, her explosiveness can break through a level.

Although they are all innate thirteenfold, compared to ordinary cultivators, whether it is combat power, potential value, explosive power, or the strength of muscle combinations, she can be compared to a sword spirit master. c≡miàoc≡bic≡ pavilion c≡

If she needed to have a dangerous battle with a sword spirit master in the past, now she can solve it in less than ten moments when she meets a sword spirit master.

Of course, if there are spiritual treasures, spiritual weapons, and beast pets, you have to estimate them separately.

After all, there are no absolutes.

The decisive factor for the victory of a battle is not only its own strength, but also auxiliary treasures.

Talking about this, Qingge is unusually aggrieved.

She has three beast pets, the strongest being the Flame Dragon of the low-level holy beast.

But when she was fighting, she couldn't summon such a powerful auxiliary beast pet, just because it would lead to death. ^_^67356