On the back-yang side of Shuiyun Peak, the Izumo Pavilion where Qin Huai lived leaned on the edge of the cliff, and the area was not large, but there was only one bedroom in the front hall.

Qin Zhan was sitting in the big chair in the front hall with a calm face, his face was displeased, like a dark cloud covering this place.

"Luo Churan really doesn't know what to do, and he actually killed you!"

Qin Huai was standing in front of the side desk a few meters away, he was writing, and between the clouds and water, a few large characters full of pen and ink appeared. He didn't seem to care much about Qin Zhan's reproach against Luo Churan, but he said without raising his head: "Although he killed me, he also did what my father wanted." ”

Qin Zhan smiled slightly and said, "That's right, I just want to see how much old affection he still has for Yun Qianman, he has the same master as her, and he grew up together since childhood, if you don't give it a try, you really don't feel at ease to use him." Huai'er, your performance is good this time, and now Yun Qianman trusts you, and when the time comes, you should be credited with your first credit. After Qin Zhan finished speaking, his gaze fell on Qin Huai like an eagle falcon staring at its prey, he wanted to see his son's reaction.

The brush in Qin Huai's hand froze slightly, and nodded: "As long as you don't kill her, it's fine." ”

"Between you and my father and son, what my father thinks in his heart, you know better than anyone else," Qin Zhan snorted coldly when he said this, "Do you think I will let her live?" ”

"If I don't kill her, I'll thank my father."

"You useless thing!"

Qin Zhan's hand trembled, and a long case shattered into powder, and he didn't know what made him feel this anger out of thin air.

"Knowing the son Mo Ruo's father, I don't know what you think in your heart? Still care so much about this woman, don't forget who beat you into a disability! ”

The father and son have never been speculative, but Qin Zhan was in a good mood, but suddenly, the more he looked at this son, the more unpleasant he became, so he stood up and left.

Qin Huai watched his father leave, and the personable man lowered his head. On the painting case, those big characters are perfect through the back of the paper, just like himself, his favorite jade dragon wooden staff is snow-white, and the jewelry on his body is flawless, and even a piece of clothing will not have another color at all. Ever since his right leg was disabled, he has become almost paranoid about the perfection of things.

But what's the use, no matter how much he hides it, he's an out-and-out cripple.

"Master, there is something that the apprentice doesn't know whether to say or not."

Zhou Yu finally couldn't help but open her mouth, she had been standing on the side when the father and son were talking, obviously deeply trusted by Qin Zhan.

Seeing that Qin Huai was silent, Zhou Yu plucked up his courage and continued: "I heard that Yun Qianman was a natural evil star, she killed her master back then, harmed the sect ****, made the entire Xia and Autumn Kingdom unpeaceful, and caused Teng Zhangmen to retreat and heal, and ...... you The disciple also has something to say, and now the Kuiyun Sect has no leader, since Luo Churan stood on the side of the old venerable, the few elders who were not in harmony with the old venerable have also retired. At this time, if the Master and the Old Venerable are at odds over this woman, it is really ......."

"Shut up."

Qin Huai suddenly looked at her, his eyes flashed, and a cold glow appeared.

I saw a brush fly straight towards her face, like a vigorous calligraphy brushing by, shaving off a piece of her scalp. Her broken hair fell one after another, her left ear was slashed to the ground, and a shocking scar was on her cheek. She covered her face and looked at the man in front of her in disbelief, ink-soaked blood spilling from her fingers in an eerie purple color.

"Master...... Why ......"

"Last time you hit her in the Danfang, this is your punishment." Qin Huai's face was still expressionless, but his voice was cold and piercing.

Last time, it was three months ago.

"But I'm your apprentice?"

"It's the same for anyone."

Zhou Yu didn't speak again, but said in his heart: "Yun Qianman, even if you die a hundred times or ten thousand times, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart!" ”

In a dilapidated room far away from Izumo Pavilion, Yun Qianman cultivated the Aoyun Jue as before.

Through these few days of hard training, coupled with the elixir of the old immortal, her dantian has not only healed, but the aura in her dantian has also become so rich that it has turned into flocculent. According to the record of Aoyun Jue, this has reached the bottleneck of breakthrough!

When she guided the aura in her body according to the exercises, a week later, there was a sudden roar in her ears, and she suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment.

The slightest aura comes from heaven and earth, mountains and rivers, mountains and rivers, and is trickling into her dantian at this moment, at this moment her perception has undergone a huge change, and it seems that she suddenly feels that the world around her has a lot of aura that is constantly flowing, from small sand and stones to large trees, feel it with your heart, as if you are in the vast Milky Way. Those spiritual qi flowed endlessly, either thin or thick, and the silk threads that the spiritual energy turned into connected her with all things in heaven and earth, dotted around, and connected things that were originally unrelated.

And higher in the sky, a long cyan river stretches east to west, crossing the sky, even brighter than the Milky Way.

It was the vortex of spiritual energy, from the vast earth, to the immortal realm that everyone admired.

As the aura gathered more and more, the aura in her body began to run rapidly in the dantian. There was another roar, and the aura suddenly spread to every corner of the body.

The first layer of qi refining, the beginning of the immortal road.

Since then, the fairy road has been clear.

Yun Qianman was overjoyed in her heart, but her state of mind calmed down in vain.

She knew that the reason why she was still alive and not dead was that her cultivation was useless, and in the eyes of those old bones of the Kuiyun Sect, she was just a waste at the mercy of others. If they knew that she had resumed her cultivation, it would be very different, and she would inevitably bring death to herself. Therefore, in the coming days, she must do everything possible to hide her cultivation.

Breaking through to the first level of qi refining also made her confidence soar, and in the next three months, she became more diligent in her practice, and there were more and more spiritual qi in her body, and the flocculent spiritual energy in the dantian had turned into a swirling silk thread, and she was getting closer and closer to the second layer of qi refining.

Three months later, at noon, she was practicing in her house, far from the Miscellaneous Servants' Hall, where few people visited. But at this time, I felt a powerful force approaching.

Since breaking through to the first level of Qi refining, her perception has increased dozens of times, and she can faintly guess the other party's cultivation, unless she deliberately suppresses her spiritual power to cover up her cultivation. For example, the new steward in charge of the Miscellaneous Service Hall, she could sense that his cultivation was on the second layer of qi refining, and like Li Mu in the alchemy room, she could also sense that he had broken through to the first level of qi refining.

However, the person who was approaching here at this moment, the aura was so powerful, it was the first time she sensed it.

She only knew that the other party's cultivation was much higher than hers, and as for how much higher, it was impossible to tell.

The door slowly opened, but a woman entered.