The perennial foggy Xiange Mountain, today's sunshine, rare began to be clear and spicy. Shining on the fearless fairy grass and flowers, it gives birth to a whitening violent.

Han Qian's whole body was soaked, and he went to the back mountain to bathe and change into clean clothes after enduring hunger, and then went to the restaurant to eat. Moving his injured knee back to the disciple's room.

Seeing Hu Xuecheng standing outside his room not far away, Han Qian wanted to turn around and leave, but where could he go? My knee was wronged and injured just now.

She slowly approached her disciple's room.

Hu Xuecheng was gentle and elegant, and greeted him like a sunny, "Senior sister~" He stretched out his hand to help Hanqian.

Han Qian gently lifted his arm away, rejecting his kindness. Outside, if someone passes by and sees it, it's always bad, so Han Qian didn't say a word and walked into his house.

Hu Xuecheng followed.

"Senior sister, what's wrong with you?" Hu Xuecheng stepped forward and looked at Han Qian, who was standing on the edge of the table with his back to him. Today, she is dressed in moon white.

Han Qian pondered for a long time before turning to look at Hu Xuecheng, "Senior brother, I am very grateful for your care of me, my father's illness is much better, thanks to you."

It's just that there are many people, senior brother, if you have something to find me in the future, just wait for me in the restaurant. She said politely.

"Senior sister, what's wrong with your face?" Hu Xuecheng looked at Han Qian's face with a big bruise, and guessed that it was related to training. Once again, I wanted to reach out and touch Han Qian's face, but I didn't want her to take two steps back again.

"What's wrong with you?" Han Qian looked at his expression, he felt wrong, and asked at a loss.

"Senior brother, please go back." The cold and shallow eviction order.

The four eyes are facing each other ~ speechless.

"Okay, then your knees..."Hu Xuecheng said in a deep voice, distressedly, "remember to rub the medicine." After saying that, he turned around sadly and left the cold disciple's room.

Han Qian looked at the background of Hu Xuecheng's outing, wanting to squeeze out two tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work out. She was grateful to him for taking care of her, and moved him to intercede for himself at the risk of putting himself in danger when he was in the most danger.

originally planned to walk with him like this, even if he had disliked his low-level spiritual root, she also made excuses for him, thinking that everyone has a side of the world, regardless of background, regardless of appearance, it is the love in fairy tales, that is the love when you are young and vigorous. However, when she saw Hu Xuecheng's expression when she looked at Luo Yu, she also had the same tenderness and thoughtfulness. The same clouds are light and the wind is light ...

I only remembered yesterday that when she looked at Hu Xuecheng that day, she seemed to think of a person, who was that person? That is the 'Jia Baoyu' in her impression. However, Hu Xuecheng only has Jia Baoyu's compassion and affection, but he does not have Jia Baoyu's dedication and affection.

At that moment, Han Qian extinguished the temperature rising in his heart and the only bit of emotional yearning in this cruel environment. It was extinguished in an instant, and it was too late to wither. She didn't even want to give herself a chance to 'remember' and mourn.

In this world, she is indeed ridiculous to expect feelings. Here, not modern!

She wiped some medicine, took a peachwood sword and went to the back mountain. There are so many people in this huge bluestone empty square. As soon as the sun came out, everyone was gone. It was as if as soon as the truth came out, all the hustle and bustle was indulged~

After rubbing the medicine, her knee immediately healed a lot. After a night's rest last night, the injury on her little finger was almost healed. She picked up her sword and danced alone in the empty square.

The blazing sunlight deepened the shadow of her sword-wielding sword.

Every sword stabbed at her imaginary foe, and with every step, she had to be solid and powerful. Live and live your own way.

Yu Hanqian in the back mountain is practicing swords, and Li Shuge and Streamer outside the disciple's room are also practicing swords. The disciples of the Immortal Pavilion were all chatting about who would win this competition.

Even, some people are already discussing that they can make a big profit through this competition.

As for who loses and who wins, there are different opinions, and the whole that does not exist is biased towards which side, after all, Han Qian has the aura of 'God of Xiba'. However, some people suspect that Han Qian has sucked the blood of the soul lock slave, and it is inconvenient to say that when it is time to place a bet, he will naturally put the bet on George Streamer and others.

Under the cherry blossom trees

Li Shuge and Streamer have been fighting for so long, and finally their physical strength is exhausted. gasping for breath, he lay straight on the ground, "I'm not here today, I'm so tired." It's the first time I've seen your swordsmanship. Her red face was covered with beads of sweat, and her chest was looking at the purple fairy grass above her head.

Streamer walked towards Li Shuge, who was dressed in a green robe, looked at her at her feet and said, "Today is the day of the medicinal bath." I feel like I'm going to enter the qi realm recently, so I'll go to the deacon's hall to get green grass first. ”

Li Shuge looked at the 'heavenly' streamer's face, like a touch of colorful glow. She smiled with a blushing face and said, "Okay~"

The streamer turned and left, the long green silk like a waterfall, gentle and obedient on her beautiful back.

In the early stage of life, the aura in the body is sufficient, so the mixture of aura and vitality supports the rapid growth and memory of infants and young children. As the body and age grow, the aura begins to deplete and the vitality begins to be insufficient. The person's ability to learn begins to be noticeably insufficient.

The green daisy fairy grass in Condor City is used to restart the flow of aura, and the streamer took two boxes of green daisy grass from the deacon's hall, and when he returned to the disciple's room, Li Shuge had already rested and left.

The green grass carries a certain spiritual source, and when these spiritual sources enter the human body and gather to a certain amount, they will absorb the external spiritual energy.

But the green daisy fairy grass can only be soaked in two boxes at a time. No matter how much it is, if the body can't bear so many spiritual sources at one time, there will be problems.

The last time the streamer felt that when he was soaking in the green daisy fairy grass, the palms of his hands were always slightly hot. There seemed to be a stream of gas outside the palm, constantly gently impacting her palm.

Today, she sits cross-legged in the dippy tub with her palms up on her knees. Calming down, she carefully felt the fluctuations of the green daisy fairy grass under the water, gently hitting the soles of her feet. After multiple impacts, the sensitivity of the center of the foot will accept it, and the source will enter with it.

After the streamer felt the spiritual source enter from the center of his foot, he slowly entered the dantian and combined it with other spiritual sources. At the moment, she felt like a dangling flower bud.

Enough spiritual source!!

She felt herself like a flower bud feeling the moist air around her, and feeling the aura in the humid air like a flower bud.

Again and again, like a bud-like search, like a bud-like induction, attract.

Her palms began to heat up slightly, and there was a trace of aura as if she felt the spiritual source in the flower buds, attracted to it, and it tried to go towards the spiritual source through her palm.