"I didn't say I had to take you!"

Gong Chensleeve didn't care, this is probably the reason for living for a long time, a thousand years, even if it is less, he should have seen many geniuses, and although Zhou Qingli's talent is good, but the other party is unwilling, she will not force it.

"That's good!" Zhou Qingli breathed a sigh of relief, if the other party wanted to forcibly accept the apprentice, he really had to worry about whether he and Song Jianqiu could escape from the other party's hands.

Gong Chensleeve shook his head slightly, and then said, "You can show me the swordsmanship you have comprehended!" ”

In fact, if it was someone else, it is estimated that after learning the swordsmanship, she would have closed the door to send off guests, but because Zhou Qingli was with Song Jianqiu, for the sake of Song Jianqiu's face, she would let Zhou Qingli practice again, and then point it with her fingers.

When Zhou Qingli heard this, he naturally understood the meaning of Gong Chen's sleeves, and immediately pulled the sword in his hand, hugged his fists and said, "Please advise!" Immediately, in the open space under the high platform, he displayed his sword technique.

Qingyang swordsmanship, just from the name, I feel that this swordsmanship is very atmospheric, arrogant, otherwise it would not be called Qingyang, but in fact, when it is unfolded, it looks like a very delicate swordsmanship, a bit like embroidery needle embroidery, threading needles and threads, and fine threads.

If you have to describe it, it's a bit of a mother, probably not very suitable for men's cultivation, but more like a swordsmanship created specifically for women.

Gong Chensleeve watched quietly and did not speak.

Song Jianqiu also followed, and after a while, Gong Chensleeve glanced at Song Jianqiu and asked, "Sister, do you see the characteristics of this set of swordsmanship?" ”

Song Jianqiu didn't answer immediately, but thought for a moment before replying: "Practice fine is coarse, make it simple!" ”

Hearing these eight words, Gong Chensleeve nodded with satisfaction and said, "My sister's comprehension is also superb, and I can see the characteristics of this swordsmanship at once!" ”

After speaking, she continued: "Qingyang Qingyang, the word Qingyang means lifting, and this set of swordsmanship means lifting the sun!" The sun is extremely hot, if you rashly lift, you will naturally burn yourself and will not succeed, but as long as you master enough skills, thick and thin, you can lift the sun! ……”

“…… At first glance, this set of swordsmanship is very delicate, and it seems to be specially practiced for women, but in fact, this swordsmanship is most suitable for men, especially masculine and toned men! At the beginning, the swordsmanship is very complicated and delicate, but with the continuous improvement and comprehension of the mysteries, the swordsmanship will gradually become simple and direct. ……”

“…… Of course, this is not really simple and direct, but it is delicate enough, so delicate that outsiders can't distinguish it, so that it can be displayed in a rough way! ”

After speaking, Gong Chensleeve paused and said: "These are easier said than done, and from now on, Zhou Qingli has initially mastered the essence of this sword technique, and the rest is only to rely on his own continuous comprehension." ”

Song Jianqiu nodded while listening, although she couldn't learn this swordsmanship, but it was still useful to listen to more experience.

However, although Gong Chensleeve said that Zhou Qingli had mastered the swordsmanship, he still pointed out a few places after the subsequent swordsmanship was demonstrated, although it was not a big problem, but it could make him take fewer detours.

After some guidance, Zhou Qingli benefited a lot, and at this time, in fact, the two of them should also leave.

Gong Chenchong naturally knew this, but before leaving, she gave Zhou Qingli a package of materials needed to build the living mound, and told him some precautions, and then personally sent the two of them to the door, and then pointed in a direction and said: "My sister wants to find a place to build the living mound, you can go to the northwest, you should be able to find a suitable place!" ”

"Thank you, sister, for your advice!" Song Jianqiu said softly.

Zhou Qingli, who was on the side, listened and wondered, why are these two women so familiar with each other's sisters and sisters? Did anything happen during his absence?

Although it is strange in my heart, it is not easy to ask now, so I can only hold the question in my heart and ask again after leaving.

"I'll give you a ride!"

Gong Chen's sleeves have to be in the current condition of Song Jianqiu's body, if she really wants to let her go by herself, I am afraid I don't know how long it will take, so I have the heart to help, after finishing speaking, I asked Song Jianqiu and Zhou Qingli to hold the hilt of the Immortal Sword at the same time, and told Zhou Qingli to pay attention to catching Song Jianqiu when the time comes, and then pinched the sword trick, and quickly wiped it on the body of the Immortal Sword.

The Stygian Sword then let out a slight trembling sound, as if in response, as if it was saying goodbye.

After this sword was pulled out by Zhou Qingli, it was given to him, and at this time to part, Gong Chenchong was not reluctant, because she clearly knew that every sword should have its own destiny and its own master, if it was allowed to stay in Jianfeng Mountain, it would just be a pearl covered in dust.

Therefore, she should be happy when the Stygian Sword leaves.

After a flick, Gong Chen's sleeve reminded him, and without waiting for Song Jianqiu to answer, he waved it towards the sky, and the Immortal Sword flew into the sky, taking Zhou Qingli and Song Jianqiu straight into the sky.

"Goodbye, sister!" In the gale, Song Jianqiu looked back at Gong Chen's sleeves who were getting farther and farther away, and could only shout as hard as he could, hoping that the latter would be heard.

And Gong Chenchong did hear it, she nodded towards Song Jianqiu, and said softly: "Sister, goodbye!" After saying that, he turned around and entered the stone gate, and then, the huge stone gate roared and fell, merging with the stone wall, without the slightest crack or trace.

Song Jianqiu kept looking down, and watched Gong Chen's sleeves enter Jianfeng Mountain, and was about to retract his gaze, but he was surprised to see that on the other side of Jianfeng Mountain, there were two huge italic characters, the font was vigorous and powerful, the pen was like a sword, and it was covered with emerald green moss and vines, but it could still make people see what these two words were.

Surprised, Song Jianqiu patted Zhou Qingli and motioned him to look back.

Zhou Qing didn't know why, but he still looked back, and saw that on Jianfeng Mountain in the distance, the two huge fonts were: Shushan, two words.

The two looked at each other, only to know that Gong Chensleeve turned out to be a disciple of Shushan! This sect is like thunder, I didn't expect to see it in the underworld! However, it doesn't look like it's as legendary!

Doesn't it mean that Shushan is unattainable? Why is it only so tall now, and from beginning to end, Gong Chensleeve only said that he was Jianfeng Mountain, and did not say that he was a disciple of Shushan.

Not to mention, there was no one in this Jianfeng Mountain, only Gong Chenchong was alone, so where did the others go?

All kinds of doubts rose from their hearts after learning about the sect of Gong Chen's sleeve, but at this time, the two of them couldn't help themselves, and they couldn't let go of the sword in the sky, not to mention that they had gone so far now, and they had crossed several mountains, and Jianfeng Mountain was no longer in sight, so naturally they couldn't go back and ask Gong Chensleeve.

It seems that these kinds of questions can only be asked later.

Suppressing many doubts, Song Jianqiu didn't dare to look straight ahead, so he could only bury his head and let the wind blow his long hair flutter and his clothes make a strong sound.

The speed of the Immortal Flaw Sword was extremely fast, and in this case, as an ordinary person, she couldn't look directly at all, so Zhou Qingli could stand it and pay attention to the surrounding situation.

Suddenly, a terrible whistling sound was suddenly heard, Song Jianqiu and Zhou Qingli looked back almost at the same time, and saw that a large number of ghosts had gathered behind them at some point, like a dark cloud, black and oppressive.

The group of people who chased the front with their teeth and claws, roared with cracks, and chased the two with blood-red eyes, and those who were slightly behind could only gather behind, constantly accumulating, dragging out a long 'dark cloud belt'.

If you look at it from the ground, it looks like a fast-moving dark cloud, chasing a cluster of turquoise light.

The gale was gusting, and it was difficult for the two of them to speak, so they could only look at each other and communicate information with their eyes.

Fortunately, we have been together these days, and we have some tacit understanding, and with just one look, you can understand what the other party wants to say.

At this time, the two made eye contact, and naturally understood that what they were chasing behind them was the culprit who caused the gloomy sky in the underworld - ghosts.

However, the speed of the Stygian Sword is obviously much faster than that of the chasing ghost, so no matter how the ghost behind him catches up, he will never be able to catch up, and he will continue to be thrown behind, but when the Stygian Sword passes, it is also constantly alarming more ghosts, and then they join in, so it creates a scene that seems to be being chased all the time.

After understanding this, the two breathed a sigh of relief, these ghosts are not easy to mess with, if they are really caught up, I am afraid that Zhou Qingli is also a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and it is difficult to protect himself, not to mention Song Jianqiu, it is very likely that he will be torn to pieces directly, and there is no residue left.

However, just when the two of them were just breathing a sigh of relief, they suddenly saw a ghost blocking the way in front of them!

It turned out that it was because there were too many ghosts chasing behind, which caused the ghosts in front to be alarmed in advance, and this, like a chain reaction, once one was alarmed, there would inevitably be a large number of ghosts being alarmed.

Before he could react, the Immortal Sword pulled Song Jianqiu and Zhou Qingli and the two of them into the group of ghosts blocking the way in front of them, it felt like they were getting into the dark clouds, but compared to the dark clouds, the ghost group was obviously more terrifying!

For a while, the ears were filled with piercing and sharp screams, which made people upset.

Fortunately, the Immortal Sword is extraordinary, and the swing of Gong Chen's sleeve is also very powerful, after drilling into the ghost group, no matter how many ghosts stop in front, it is a sword that breaks through, without any resistance, and directly opens a way, like a bamboo.

I don't know how long this situation lasted, gradually, Song Jianqiu felt that the flight altitude was decreasing in an arc, and the speed was gradually slowing down, but behind him, there were still many ghosts chasing after him, scrambling to be the first.

Soon, she realized that this was not an illusion, but that the Stygian Sword was really falling, and it should be the relationship that the power exerted by Gong Chen's sleeve had been exhausted.

And as the Stygian Sword began to land, the speed naturally slowed down, and soon, some ghosts took the lead in pounced, most of them pounced on her because of the physical aura on Song Jianqiu's body, wanting to grab her ankles.

Seeing this, Zhou Qingli also knew that if he allowed this speed to fall, he was afraid that more ghosts would catch up, so it was better to simply speed up and fall in order to get rid of the entanglement of ghosts faster.

Immediately, he drew the Immortal Defect Sword, and with a backhand sword, he slashed out the last remaining bit of soul power blessed by the palace dust sleeve, drawing a huge arc of sword qi, directly defeating all the ghosts that almost pounced in front of him.

For a moment, there was almost a sense of clarity, but soon, this feeling was overwhelmed by more ghosts chasing after him.

"Let's go!" Zhou Qingli hugged Song Jianqiu at the waist, and while protecting her, he accelerated the speed of falling to the ground.

In this case, Song Jianqiu couldn't do anything, he could only close his eyes, listen to the wind whistling in his ears, and hug Zhou Qingli's waist tightly.

While landing rapidly, Zhou Qingli swung his sword to defeat the ghosts, and finally when they landed dozens of meters above the ground, the ghost group finally stopped pursuing, and after making a few unwilling sorrowful sounds, they gradually returned to their own place.

However, at this time, the crisis of the two has just arrived in Ali, because the speed of landing is too fast, such a high distance, if you fall directly like this, not to mention Song Jianqiu, even Zhou Qingli is afraid that he will snap and fall into a meat patty.

Fortunately, Zhou Qingli's soul body had almost recovered, and when he was still more than ten meters away from the ground, he instantly drew his soul possession, and the two burning eyebrows dragged out two dark green lines on the left and right.

When the last few meters were left, in order to avoid Song Jianqiu being injured, he threw Song Jianqiu up with all his might, and then he fell directly to the ground, stepping on the ground with both feet, and suddenly made a cracking sound, and the ground soil cracked with his feet as the center, and several cracks appeared on the ground.

Under the direct impact, his body was shaken, and a puff of smoke came out of his body.

In fact, this burst of smoke is soul power, to put it simply, if it is in the yang world, if it lands like this, the light vibration is enough to make Zhou Qingli churn and vomit out a mouthful of blood, but in the underworld, there is no such thing as vomiting blood, no matter what kind of injury you suffer, it consumes soul power, so what is dispersed is soul power.

Zhou Qingli's body was obviously thinner, but fortunately he was able to withstand it, but he didn't lower his realm.

He exhaled a long breath, and before he could react, Song Jianqiu, who had fallen from the sky, had already fallen.

"Ahhh Ouch! ”

Song Jianqiu couldn't maintain her balance in mid-air, and under weightlessness, she couldn't help but exclaim, and directly smashed it on Zhou Qingli's head, smashing Zhou Qingli, who had not yet recovered from his recovery, to the ground with the lead and letting out a cry of pain.

However, because there was a meat pad underneath, she didn't suffer any injuries, but she still hurt a little when she fell down.

After crying out in pain, I suddenly heard a muffled voice coming out of my buttocks: "Girl, you pressed me!" ”

Hearing this, Song Jianqiu realized that he was sitting on Zhou Qingli's head, and hurriedly got up from the ground with a red face, stood aside, patted off the dust on his body, and tidied up his messy skirt.

With his buttocks pressed on top of his head, Zhou Qingli felt soft and quite elastic.

After Song Jianqiu left, he supported the ground with both hands and stood up from the ground, and then saw a clear face mark on the ground, and went directly into the ground, and couldn't help but glance at Song Jianqiu, and said in his heart, this girl is not very heavy! How could such a mark be made? Or is the ground too soft?

With a twist of thought, he looked up and glanced around, and suddenly showed a look of amazement.

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