Green mountains and clear waters, no vicissitudes of life......

In the past two years, in addition to refining pills for the sect and paying off the huge debt of two million, she has been cultivating in the cultivation room. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Xingyun who said that if she broke through the 500th floor of the Biyun Pagoda within five years, she would be accepted as a disciple, but she never appeared. Jian Shanqiao didn't care, it could be said that when she chose the ruthless way, friends, masters and apprentices, those ordinary things that were to the extreme, would not happen to her.

Picked up the green jade gourd placed beside her, aimed it at her mouth and poured a few sips of rice wine, since she stepped into the ruthless hall two years ago, she had already contracted the habit of drinking.

Every day, I have to hold a small gourd and drink a few sips, and occasionally say two whispers in my mouth that no one can hear. In two years, she has gone from the first floor to the fifth floor, and each layer is more difficult than the other, and the bottleneck is getting bigger and bigger.

Speaking of Chixiao, he slowly came to this hall where no one was there all day long, facing the stone stele, and stayed for an hour.

The uninhabited hall, the dusty hall, a woman standing there alone, the sun is shining, her body surface, and the dust on the ground are like a layer of golden light.

Except for Jian Shanqiao and Yu Xiuwen, no one from the Ruthless Hall will come here. After Yu Xiuwen came in here, he saw the figure who had arrived one step ahead of him. In two years, he has also changed extremely chicly, and this is the second time they have met since that collision.

Yu Xiuwen no longer has the same embarrassment as he did back then.

"My sister came so early, she must be very confident." The momentum on Yu Xiuwen's body was not hidden at all, and the cultivation in the early stage of Jindan was completely in Jian Shanqiao's eyes.

The early days of Jindan.

"I haven't seen you for two years, I still remember the original agreement." Jian Shan smiled lightly, two years ago, they had already met after a battle, and they fought again two years later.

That time, Jian Shanqiao relied on twenty times to build a foundation, and he was also mentally firm, but he was not suppressed by Yu Xiuwen. Although the battle was only fleeting, in the case of the two of them, they were on the verge of life and death.

Among them, a battle was inevitable, and a month later, there were twenty places in each hall of the sect, which could allow monks below the age of Yuan Infant to go to the secret realm to obtain their own creation.

Although the Ruthless Hall was defeated, there were still ten places, and these ten, if Jian Shanqiao and Yu Xiuwen went to the secret realm at the same time, it would not be impossible. But in their hearts, they had already decided to divide the winners and losers, and the victors could naturally go to the secret realm.

A cyan aura overflowed from Jian Shanqiao, and compared to the first time he fought with Yu Xiuwen, this aura appeared even more majestic.

In the face of Jian Shanqiao's initiative, Yu Xiuwen did not hesitate, and the purple smoke rose into the air, turned into a flying blade, and swept towards Jian Shanqiao.

This is the second and perhaps last battle between them.

It's just that this collision in the exercises is manifested in another form. They did not suffer any damage in the collision, and as soon as the qi of the two exercises collided, what appeared in front of them was each other's, memory.

Jian Shanqiao's eyes flashed, he had already prepared some exercises that could turn cultivators into fertilizer to evolve and grow, and when he saw it today, this set of cultivation exercises really did not disappoint Jian Shanqiao.

It was able to form its own consciousness, and now, it was mastering the battle, changing the form of the battle.

In this kind of change, it also reveals its extreme desire to choose the strongest person from the two people.

Jian Shanqiao didn't know how much consciousness that that set of exercises was generated now, it was no longer just wanting the best selector, it was still manipulating this battle, except for the results.

Jian Shanqiao is already fearless, and this kind of exercise will only make her feel more interesting.

The memory that appeared in front of Jian Shanqiao was a cloudless blue sky, and the aura here was extremely rich, even in her previous cultivation room with one hundred points a day, the intensity of the aura was far inferior to here.

She moved and sat up from the grass, here, Jian Shan Qiao became Yu Xiuwen when he was a child, and here, according to memory, is Zhongzhou.

The people in Xiazhou and Zhongzhou are desperately trying to climb to the next level.

The Zhongzhou people he met in Xiazhou, Yu Xiuwen was the first one Jian Shanqiao encountered.

"Arwen, guess who I am?" A pair of soft little hands gently rested on Jian Shanqiao's eyes from behind, warm and fragrant.

Jian Shanqiao took the other party's hand down, and the familiarity, nostalgia, and hatred in the deepest part of Yu Xiuwen's memory all surged up the moment the other party covered her eyes, and turned to look at the girl, about sixteen or seventeen years old, cultivating to the seventh layer of condensation, with a beautiful and lovely face.

Such a woman is here in Jian Shanqiao, who looks like Yu Xiuwen, her little face turned red, she is a beautiful girl at the age of the beginning of love.

Jian Shanqiao smiled slightly, no one knew what she was thinking, plucked a wildflower from the ground, and gently pinned it to the tip of the girl's hair.

Seeing the girl sitting down beside him obediently and watching the blue sky with him, Jian Shanqiao smiled. Wait for nightfall.

Soon, the sky was dark, and there was silence all around, except for the sound of crickets coming from the grass. Jian Shanqiao, who was resting with her eyes closed, suddenly opened her eyes, and she looked at the girl on the side calmly.

The story between the two wants her to involuntarily want to let things develop on their own, and even the wildflower is not according to her heart.

Now, she has been led forward by Yu Xiuwen's memory, if she is allowed to let the memory end, then Jian Shanqiao will be completely indulged in Yu Xiuwen's memory. Becoming another him, without autonomy.

However, she is so cute, warm, and full of the deepest love in Yu Xiuwen's memory.

In the quiet night sky, suddenly a terrible scream pierced the sky, like the last struggle before death, tearing apart the silence of this place and spreading all around.

When her hand was inserted into the girl's heart, Jian Shanqiao's heart also felt a pain, strong and hard.

"Arwen... Why? The girl was puzzled, her clothes were all soaked in blood at this time, but she was still affectionate and looked at Jian Shanqiao seriously.

Jian Shanqiao shook his head, "I'm not him." ”

As if to get a satisfactory answer, the girl nodded lightly, and gradually closed her gentle eyes, as for why Awen was not Awen in the end, she did not pursue it, and the other party's mouth denied it, no matter what the reason, she was very happy that it was not her Awen.

At the moment when the girl died, Yu Xiuwen's memory came to an abrupt end, the world in front of him continued to shatter, and what appeared in front of Jian Shanqiao's eyes again was when they were fighting, and the two stood facing each other.

She has awakened from the other party's memory, but Yu Xiuwen seems to be still immersed in her memory. Watching each other tangled, angry, sad. Jian Shanqiao knew that he was experiencing everything that had happened to him.

At the same time, a strange feeling emerged from the bottom of Jian Shanqiao's heart, which was indescribable, as if there was an invisible aura here, which made her a little upset.