He looked at Yaoqin in his arms lovingly, and slowly touched her hair, as if he thought of something again.

He held Yaoqin's arm with both hands, looked at him solemnly, and said to her, "Master taught you the knife technique, can you practice it?" ”

Yaoqin couldn't help but be a little puzzled, this is so good, why did the master suddenly ask him this.

Although her face was full of doubts, she still answered the master truthfully, "The apprentice has already memorized it, and the moves have been perfected." ”

The master called her sword skills and internal skills, and now she has practiced it very well, although every time she competes with her brother, she is defeated by him, but her martial arts are already out of reach for many people in the rivers and lakes.

Qingfeng Zhenren seemed to be very relieved to hear this, he nodded slightly and said, "That's good, that's good......"

This seems to be talking to himself, but he doesn't know why he is asking.

"Master, why are you asking these things all of a sudden?"

How could Yaoqin, who was full of greetings in her mind, call herself so unclear, driven by curiosity, she still opened her mouth.

Listening to Yaoqin's words, Qingfeng Zhenren was a little colorful, he touched his beard, and said casually, "Oh...... It's okay...... Just casually ask......"

"Oh, so that's ......", looking at the master with his back to him, he seemed to be deliberately hiding something from Yaoqin, and there was a little disappointment in his eyes, since the master didn't say, she wouldn't ask.

After a while, Qingfeng Zhenren turned his head and said to her: "Qin'er, it's still early, while everyone hasn't gotten up yet, let's go and cook the morning meal." ”

"Yes, Master!" , Yaoqin agreed, turned around and jumped off the pavilion.

On the pavilion, Qingfeng Zhenren stood for a long time, he looked at the clear spring in the mountains, and held the sword in his hand.

He gently picked up the sword, looked at the word Qingfeng engraved on the scabbard, and seemed to sigh.

He sighed slightly, and said to the sword, "Brother Zhiyuan, after so many years, I finally created a set of sword techniques, I don't know, when will we be able to fight happily again!" ”

The Qingfeng Zhiyuan of the past has long since ceased to exist, and now he has long been pale, and a breeze hung in the valley, blowing his eyebrows, and he stood on the pavilion like this, unable to let go for a long time.

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Yaoqin told all the things that had happened in the past few days in advance, the tea in her hand had already run out of heat, and she picked up the cup with a dry mouth and drank it all in one gulp.

Tao'er lay on the table obediently, listening attentively, listening to what Yaoqin said, she couldn't help but burst into tears, it turned out that there were so many people around her who loved her.

Thinking about it in retrospect, it turned out that the ten miles of peach blossoms in her dream were all the good intentions of Qingfeng Zhenren, and the master she cared about was also a real person who entered her dream and turned into a concrete image.

Looking at the person in front of me again, I couldn't help but feel a feeling of emotion in my heart, thanks to her, just that night, she didn't hesitate to exhaust all her skills to get through the difficulties for her, if it weren't for her true qi to continue her life, she might have already entered the yellow spring, and now, such a sister, she identified.

In fact, all this credit is still due to Yun, if it weren't for Yun Yun going out that night and immediately decisively taking credit for her, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to survive today.