The golden scroll continued to shuttle through dozens of streamers, drifting aimlessly as if following the current, attracting pairs of big hands from time to time, but to no avail.

Repeatedly, all the streamers that have been tried to capture are like spirits, lest they be avoided.

It's really helpless, all kinds of combat techniques disguised as brilliant light, like butterflies dancing, and like immature children when they are in the west and in the east, carefree.

After meditating for a moment, Qin Yang stopped making a blind move and slowly closed his eyes.

In the small world, the heavens and the earth are only white, and they have not yet been civilized.

Everything is just the beginning, everyone is no different, the level of combat power in the outside world does not need to be mentioned here, even if the powerhouse of the Fuyao Realm can fly away and be proud of one side outside, but here it is only an ordinary man.

But comfort is prison, and carefree is inertia.

Or maybe the streamer will be scattered as soon as you start, and it will only be a thought to gain or lose. Those who work hard often end up in nothing, and those who do not fight or grab may not be able to take the lead.

Camouflage, such as a scroll-like streamer, the surface is smooth and beautiful, and how do you know that it is not gold and jade.

Everyone has their own avenue, what is the Tao, flying away from the sky, transcendent things may be the way of the strong, but not only the Tao.

The Tao is the world in your eyes, I think right is insisted, I think wrong is discarded. I look at the world, where I want to go, do my own way, and know my body.

Everything quickly passed through Qin Yang's mind, leaving no trace of dust.

The sky and the earth are only white, because there is no embellishment, who can appear to cross the sky like a shock.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth changed, the wind suddenly rose, the white light was replaced by darkness, and the streamer turned into lightning.

Probably people will change, good times make people comfortable, bad times will become crazy. I walked too quickly, leaving longer and longer footprints, only knowing how to search, but not knowing what I had lost.

What did you lose? the way you came, your own way, and the original intention!

With this thought, the dragon's heart in Qin Yang's chest trembled, and the blood circulation in his body accelerated.

The wind stopped, the lightning dissipated, and the most brilliant one was probably the original scroll combat skill, which turned into a meteor shower across the sky at this time, and caught a glimpse.

Qin Yang didn't make a move, a light smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he let the scroll meteor disappear into the earth.

Yes, it was a disguise, disguised as a brilliant combat skill, for people to rob and disorient everyone. He never existed, just as chasing the wrong thing at the beginning, no matter how hard you try, you are not destined to get it.

It takes strength to pick up, and courage to put down.

In the world where heaven and earth were still white, Qin Yang slowly opened his eyes. The sky is full of streamers, and only one scoop is taken. Reaching out and stroking towards the inconspicuous light beside him.

The palm of his hand brushed the shimmer, and everything was as usual. The light was still there, and it seemed to rub Qin Yang intimately.

Qin Yang's smile became even stronger, he was right. These three floors are not so much for the disciples of the Qingyang Sect to choose their combat skills, but rather for their combat skills to choose their destinations.

The canyon trial is a test of strength and endowment. And this Battle Skill Pavilion is also a test, and the test is people's hearts. Before, he had sneered at the high-level of the Qingyang Sect, but at this moment, Qin Yang was in awe.

The glimmer of light seemed to take a nap in the air, and it seemed to be the last nostalgia for this heaven and earth, and then turned into a black scroll and disappeared into Qin Yang's eyebrows.

Outside the Battle Skill Pavilion, the white-haired old man who was napping suddenly woke up, and the little skinless book was shaken to the ground. The wrinkles on his cheeks were slowly lengthened, and he looked surprised.

On the atrium peak, Zhu Yunchu was discussing important matters with Xu Guan, and at this time, Qi Qi looked back at the Battle Skill Pavilion. feel

On the nameless peak, Yan Jiuxu was lying on an old pine tree with a crooked neck on the edge of the cliff, drinking alone, and looking at the Battle Skill Pavilion as if something great was born. "It won't be that kid, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse", Yan Jiuxu shook his head, and picked up the wine gourd and drank it again.

In the small world, a pair of black scrolls in the Qinyang Mud Pill Palace lay quietly, without any breath fluctuations. Everything went back to normal, as if nothing had happened.

The brilliance of the sky dissipated, and in a blink of an eye, Qin Yang was already at the entrance of the three-story building.

"I don't know what kind of combat skills it is, since that's the case, it's time to go back", Qin Yang thought about turning around and leaving.

"Stop", a scolding voice came from behind.

Hearing some familiar voices, Qin Yang immediately turned around, and a cynical face lay across his eyes.

"Willow breeze", Qin Yang muttered in some surprise.

"Good eyesight, I still remember Ben Shao, I didn't expect your kid to walk shit and transport it into the inner door", Liu Fufeng looked at Qin Yang with some resentment.

"Hehe, it's just an errand and drinker, don't mention it", Qin Yang waved his hand, revealing a helpless expression.

Liu Fu didn't care about Qin Yang's euphemistic excuses, and went straight to the point: "What kind of combat skills and tactics have you obtained, let the senior brother also observe and observe."

"Senior brother said with a smile, my combat power has not yet entered the homogeneous realm, how can I be the opponent of all senior brothers, I have no epiphany when I enter the small world, and I will come out in an instant", for Liu Fufeng's unreasonable request, Qin Yang naturally prevaricated in a few words.

Hearing that Qin Yang had not obtained combat skills and tactics from the small world, Liu Fufeng naturally felt a lot more balanced, his fingers hooked the bridge of his nose, his fierce appearance gradually revealed, and he bullied him in a condescending tone: "In this case, isn't it time to settle the account of the Beast Forest Canyon."

Qin Yang had already expected that this willow breeze would inevitably be unkind, after all, he had also stumbled on him in the Beast Forest Canyon, even if he made up another reason, but the transmission note revealed that Liu Fufeng was pregnant with Neidan was true, and he couldn't be fooled.

"Ao? It seems that Senior Brother Liu is prepared, Senior Brother will take the call", Qin Yang is no longer pretentious, since his face has been torn, there is no need to disguise, and his face is dark.

"Okay, today I let you know that the peak of the homogeneous realm is not something that you, the frog at the bottom of the well in the Qi Realm, can provoke", as soon as the words fell, Liu Fufeng attacked Qin Yang with a straight fist.

"Bang", a dull fist impact filled the three floors, and several figures flashed.

"Li Yanhe, what do you mean", Liu Fufeng looked at Li Yanhe, who suddenly appeared and ruined his good deeds, and his chest was full of anger.

"It's not interesting, it's just that you can't get used to it, and you are embarrassed to do it with a junior brother who has not entered the homogeneous realm", Li Yanhe crossed his hands on his chest with a look of disdain.

"The dog takes the mouse and meddles in his business", Liu Fufeng was indignant.

"What, you're not happy, then look for me, the bag hits you cool", looking at Liu Fufeng's angry appearance, Li Yanhe didn't care at all.

Qin Yang looked at the two people in front of him, and was a little surprised why Li Yanhe, who was not familiar with each other, stood up for himself. Anyway, nod your head at it in thanks.

Li Yanhe also smiled, then looked at Liu Fufeng, and his attitude changed greatly: "Do you want to do it in the Battle Skill Pavilion?"

"Hmph", Liu Fufeng knew that he was invincible to Li Yanhe, and viciously glanced at Qin Yang and left unhappily.

Without saying a word, the two of them followed closely out of the Battle Skill Pavilion.

Passing by the white-haired old man, Qin Yang slowly took out the jade plate and returned it, and left calmly.

"Young people now, it's a little interesting", I don't know if I was referring to the skirmish on the three floors just now, or if I meant something else, looking at Qin Yang's slightly capable back, the white-haired old man smiled slightly.

......

On the dust peak, it was October, the top of the mountain was cold, and the sky was full of snow.

Chu Ling'er stood in the snow, letting the snowflakes cover her hair, looking at the nameless small peak under the Five Peerless Peaks alone, alone in a quiet daze.

In just a few dozen days, the Beast Forest Canyon seems to have a lingering bond. A kiss is loved, but it is difficult to break it.

"Ahem", two clear coughs came.

When Chu Ling'er heard this, she hurriedly turned around, "Meet the master."

Xu Guan nodded slightly, with a slight smile on his old face, which made people move forward like a spring breeze.

"Cultivators, there is nothing outside their hearts, they guard against arrogance and rashness, but they are also bitter for half a life", looking at the endless snow scene in the distance, Xu Guan felt and said seriously.

"Disciples are taught", although Chu Ling'er has a rather arrogant temperament, she respects the kind teacher in front of her, and responds like a good girl.

Night was coming, the two of them had nothing to say, looking at the vast snow-capped mountains in the distance, and they all disappeared into the landscape paintings of the five unique peaks.

.........

On the nameless peak, Qin Yang panted and walked up the last step, and it was already evening. Walking with difficulty, he came to the dilapidated small house on the top of the mountain, and glanced at Yan Jiuxi, who seemed to be drunk and drunk, and had been covered by the snow into a snowman.

Qin Yang dragged his heavy steps, three steps and two steps into the low house. After searching for a long time, it is no wonder that Shang Jiuxi's life is too rough, but in fact, cultivators rarely use mortal worldly things, so they found a tattered robe, turned around and quickly stepped forward and draped it on Yan Jiuxi's body, and shook his head helplessly.

It's hard for cultivators to get drunk, not to mention a person like Yan Jiuxi, who can fly in the sky, probably wants to get drunk.

It's just that Qin Yang doesn't know, it's not that he can't see through it, but he has entered this Qingyang Sect, and he hasn't seen the wilderness of hundreds of thousands of miles.

The wind and snow were too big, the snow was like a gathering, the crooked neck pine tree had been pressed and creaked, and a large white rice dumpling swayed.

Qin Yang stood aside, for fear that the pine tree would break, and the unobtrusive elder followed the fallen cliff and died in Huangquan.

The operation of the sea of qi was still inferior to the severe cold, so he had to rub his hands with hot water from time to time, and his thin clothes looked particularly depressed in the snow.

Late at night, a cold dream.

The black scroll in the Mud Pill Palace quietly unfolded, overflowing with golden Xuan Qi, dispelling the dampness and coldness everywhere.

......

The next day, the sun was shining on the sky, and the snow-capped mountains were repeated.

Qin Yang rubbed his hazy eyes, looked at the shabby clothes on his body, suddenly remembered something, and immediately got up and looked at the edge of the cliff.

I saw that on the cliff, an old pine tree with a crooked neck was swaying alone.

Throwing off his robe, Qin Yang looked at the hundred miles of scenery of the Five Peerless Peaks, stretched his body, and was infinitely comfortable.

"Ahh

Something fell on the top of his head, and Qin Yang didn't have time to cover it.

Holding the top of his head, he was about to get angry, when he caught a glimpse of the wine gourd on the ground, and his breath instantly withered.

"Go down to the east for five miles, Qingyang Town, fill the wine jug, and come back before dark", a lazy voice came from the dilapidated small house, and then a golden waist card fell on the top of his head.

"I'm sure you didn't mean it, I really should have thrown you into a dog last night", Qin Yang touched the ceiling cover that was painful one after another, and secretly scolded himself.

Qin Yang picked up the golden waist card, glanced at the big "Yan Zi" on it, and then casually walked away with the wine pot in his right hand. On the snow-covered stone steps, footprints were pulled.