The girl Wanqing gently patted the wind spirit stone, as if comforting.

"Master, please have tea!"

A slightly immature voice came from behind him.

Wanqing was stunned for a moment, and did not turn around immediately. Thousands of mountains and rivers, over mountains and mountains, drifting across the ocean to find you! At this moment, hearing this call, the girl immediately wet her eyes with tears.

Wan Qing looked back.

The thin young man bowed his head with his head bowed, a pair of small hands raised, holding a small bowl of steaming fragrant rice soup, raised above his head, and knelt in front of Wanqing.

The girl burst into tears in an instant, her motherhood overflowed, she pounced, and hugged the boy in her arms, "Well! Yi'er!

Meng Yi blinked in the girl's soft arms, moved his nose and kept taking deep breaths, holding the bowl in both hands, but he didn't dare to move, "Master~Master~ Please drink tea!"

Wanqing suddenly woke up, gently helped the young man up, took it, held the bowl in her right hand, slightly blocked it with her left hand, and took a small sip very elegantly.

The boy looked at the master and giggled.

"Yi'er, what are you laughing at?"

"Hehe-hee! Master hugged Yi'er just now!

The girl glanced at Meng Yi with disgust and said with a smile, "...... Silly boy!"

"Na! After drinking this bowl of rice soup, you have the right to apprentice to the master! Do you remember what the master said just now?"

"Yi'er remembered!"

"The ends of the earth! Hand in hand!"

"Knowing each other warmly!

"The rivers and lakes are far away!

"But, Master~?"

Wanqing: "What's wrong!"

"Just a bowl of rice soup as apprentice tea, is it a little hasty!"

Over the past few years, Yi'er has sent this hunger-filling thing to the master regardless of the severe cold and heat, spring, summer, autumn and winter, and this rice soup is the best thing Yi'er gave to the master!"

"Oh, okay, but Master! Yi'er still has a question......

The young man helped the wooden dragon knife on his back, and was about to continue.

But when she saw the girl take a step forward, her expression was a little more serious, and she stood with her hands in her hands, but she also smiled with her eyes.

"Now! I drank the apprentice tea! The master wants to give Yi'er a gift!"

The boy looked at the girl, and his eyes immediately flashed with surprise and anticipation.

"Now, Yi'er, take off the dragon knife on your back!"

Meng Yi was a little confused, but he did as the master said, took the wooden dragon knife from his back, and the girl took it gently and held it in her hand.

"Yi'er, untie the front of your jacket!"

Meng Yi was stunned again, looked at the master with a confused expression, and did not move.

"Hurry up, Yi'er, someone will see it later, it's not good!"

"Oh! Okay!" Although Meng Yi didn't understand the reason, she knew that the master must have a reason for doing this.

The boy unbuttoned his shirt three or five times, revealing two obvious scallop ribs on his thin body.

I am about to take off my shirt completely.

"Stop!"

Wan Qing stepped forward, her gaze sweeping from left to right on Meng Yi's chest.

On the chest of the young Meng Yi, there are seven small red moles arranged from left to right in the form of the seven stars of the Tiangang Big Dipper.

"Sure enough!" Wanqing muttered to herself.

"Yi'er, go pick up that wind spirit stone, and keep your chest close to the side of the stone!"

"Ahh......h

"Yi'er, don't ask! Quick! This stone is a gift from Master! It's a weapon!"

"Ahh

"That's nature! This thing has been waiting for you quietly here since the day the sky landed here, and it is also the first weapon that the master gave you!"

Meng Yi: "Really?"

"Yi'er, didn't you notice that the seven recesses on the stone are similar to the patterns of the seven small black moles on your body?"

"Oh?" Meng Yi lowered his head and looked at the seven black moles on his chest, really, the arrangement of the seven moles was the same as the seven faint recesses on the side of the Wind Spirit Stone.

Meng Yi looked back at his master, a little hesitant.

Wan Qing pouted and encouraged the young man, "Go quickly! Yi'er!"

Meng Yi slowly walked to the stone, stretched out his arms as much as he could, and his thin body threw himself on the stone.

At this time, the Wind Spirit Stone shone with a crimson golden mist slightly, and it seemed that he was a little impatient.

Compared to the huge wind spirit stone, the young man's body was too small, lying on the side of the stone, and there was no place to grasp it in both hands, so he couldn't exert his strength.

Meng Yi kicked his feet back, his chest and face pressed tightly against the stone.

Meng Yi made a strain, frowned, puffed out his cheeks and held his breath, Nima! He actually held back a snot bubble, afraid that the master would see it, so he quickly buried his head and sucked it back.

He was thinking, "I must not admit it in front of such a beautiful and good-looking master, I can't hold it, at least I can push it hard!"

At this moment, the cold stone immediately began to slowly warm up, getting hotter and hotter, and finally it became a little hot.

The boy wanted to leave, but it was too late! He felt as if his body was being sucked tightly on a stone, and there were seven streams of heat slowly pouring into his chest......

Meng Yi's little face began to flush, and the pupils of his eyes slowly reflected a faint circle of crimson light......

Half a pillar of incense in less than time,

"Ahh

The boy's body shook, and there was a flash of stabbing pain in his chest.

The boy shouted at the sky, and immediately fainted to the ground.

Suddenly, the stone melting sword came out, and a pure yellow light instantly spread and flashed around, and the wind spirit stone transformed into a cold bladed weapon that was more than eight feet long, quietly hovering beside Meng Yi, shining with a soft red golden light.

This divine weapon is 8 feet 5 inches long, the blade is 9 inches wide, the sword body is as thick as gold, the blades on both sides are in the shape of dragon fins and glamorous barbs, and in the center, it is inlaid with the pattern of the dragon ascending to the nine heavens, spitting the sun and the moon upward, and stepping on the stars down. The grip of the sword is 16 inches, and the full handle is embossed with colorful dragon scales to increase the grip and stability of the bearer;

Shi Rongjian came out, and at this moment, the people in the village not far away suddenly felt as if a light flashed in the sky, and the air churned slightly, and everyone was shocked.

Almost at the same moment, 108,000 miles away, in the depths of the Xiyu Millennium Ice Peak north of Kunlun, the body of a red-gold Ying Dragon that had been sealed for tens of thousands of years shook slightly, and the eyes of a dragon's eye on the left moved slightly, but it still did not open......

In an instant, everything fell silent again.

Meng Yi slowly opened his eyes, flipped over, and stood up.

The girl Wanqing: "Yi'er! This is the first magic weapon that Master gave you! It's just that you are still young! Your soul power cultivation is still shallow, so you must be cautious in using it! One day, you will easily control him to dominate the world! His name is the Three Realms Against the Wind and Cloud Yang Slash!"

The world is divided into six worlds, people, ghosts, fairies, demons, gods and demons, the weapon that the young Meng Yi is now holding now, the natural energy comes from the three realms of people, immortals, and gods, and it can crisscross the six worlds, subdue demons and eliminate demons, and split mountains and dragons.

The young man looked in amazement at the magic weapon floating in the air next to him, side by side with himself, and his heart moved, and he just thought, "I really want to play it in my hand!"

The Three Realms slashed against the wind and soared into the air, and the red light churned, falling into the hands of the young Meng Yi, and the light suddenly closed.

The young man's right hand instantly had a cold and shining broadsword.

"Smack!"

Mengyi arched a wild boar and fell to the ground.

The young Meng Yi was not able to hold this immortal-level artifact at all.

Meng Yi lay on the ground, staring at the Three Realms Defiant Wind and Cloud Yang Slash suspended by him out of thin air again, a little depressed.

"Yi'er, these Three Realms are immortal-level weapons, and they need to be cultivated to reach the Mixed Yuan Taixu Elementary Level or above before they can dance freely!"

"Since I can't hold it, then ~ then I don't want it!"

Meng Yi grabbed the Burning Sky Sword, turned around and left.

After walking for a while, the young man didn't hear the master call him, so he slowed down, felt a pain in his heart, and stopped, but did not look back, only looked at his toes, pouted, and his expression was a little sad. It seems that I feel a warm light shining behind me.

Meng Yi turned around suddenly.

The Master was right behind him, looking at him with a smile and a groan, his eyes full of pity and concern.

To the young man's great joy, the Three Realms Against the Wind and Cloud Yang Slash was also suspended on his right shoulder, shimmering slightly with a warm and soft red-gold light.

"Yi'er! Going against the wind has found his little master, he will be with you from now on, never abandoned!

"But~Master!Yi'er is useless! Live up to Master's love, such a divine weapon apprentice is ~......"

The young man Meng Yi lowered his head, still looking at his toes, and his expression was a little sad.

The girl bent her waist slightly, stroked the boy's head, and the headwind slapped quietly over, getting closer to the boy, and the dragon scale grip gently touched the boy's shoulder, as if comforting.

"What's the matter? This is not the same as the Yi'er I knew before! Yi'er has always been very strong! He will never give up on himself!"

Wan Qing said: "The headwind slash is an immortal-level weapon! It will be double cultivated with your soul from now on!

Meng Yi pouted, "So what! It has been floating beside me! Like a fart! Why don't you give me the wooden dragon knife that my father gave me, when it's cold, the dragon knife can still block the cold wind blowing behind me! What is the use of the headwind slash! I can't hold it in my hand now and use it to kill the enemy!"

Wanqing: "Yi'er, don't worry! Listen to Master's words! You go first!"

Meng Yi was puzzled: "Master, where are you telling Yi'er to go?"

"Silly, of course, go home first! I know that Yi'er always brings rice soup to the master before going home for dinner! So Yi'er should go home for dinner first! Oh! Don't eat it! Go home and get a few rice balls and go straight to Qianren Peak in the Troubled Stone Valley! Master is waiting for you there! Master wants to teach you the inner strength cultivation method of the Three Realms against the wind! In the future, you can use it to slay demons and subdue demons!"

Meng Yi was overjoyed, "Really!"

"Okay, Yi'er will go back! Master is waiting for me!"

Meng Yi turned around and sprinted two steps.

The Three Realms Against the Wind and Cloud Yang Slash really lived up to the title of the master's "follower", and immediately followed up like a whirlwind.

Meng Yi stopped: "Master, this headwind slash is shining with a spicy light, will it scare my mother!?"

The young Meng Yi actually looked at the divine weapon hanging by his side with a disgusted expression.

A shallow smile appeared at the corner of the girl's mouth, "Yi'er, Master has told you just now! Against the wind, you and he are heart-to-hearted! You are his master! Although his soul power is not enough to drive him against the enemy, he listens to you very much!"

"Oh?" Meng Yi blinked. looked at the girl with a look of surprise.

"Really, I just want him to disappear now!"

As soon as he turned around, the Three Realms had already disappeared without a trace, and the light had already been retracted, and he had already disappeared into the ground, and he had disappeared into the earth under Meng Yi's feet.

The young man spun around, looking confused, "It's really enough! What a magic weapon, a special neurotic weapon is almost the same! Say disappear and disappear! Don't say goodbye!"

"Goodbye!"

A rough voice like a dragon's groan came from the ground under the boy's feet.

"Ahh

"Master, I'll come when I go! I'll bring you some rice balls!"

The young man's voice was dozens of feet away.

The girl covered her mouth and snickered, tightened the snow-colored colorful gold silk edge light cloak, and her figure spread, like a fairy flying into the sky, drifting towards Qianren Peak......

"Bang!

The door of the wooden courtyard that was already a little dilapidated was knocked open by the young man, and Mo Xiaoshuang in the kitchen shook his hand, and a large piece of cake that had just been baked fell into the firewood pot again.

Meng Yi ran into the kitchen, put down the Burning Sky Sword, plunged into the rice bowl with a sullen head, and drank a large mouthful of warm rice soup.

"Ahh......h

Mother had already handed over a rice ball, "Yi'er, put the dragon knife on the hall god case and come over for dinner!"

Mo Xiaoshuang took a plate of pickles, a small clay pot of cooked potatoes, and put them on a small wooden table next to him.

When I turned around, I saw that Meng Yi didn't speak, and kept carrying rice balls into his arms, one, two, three...... I picked up three in a row, grabbed the cake again, tore most of it, but it was so hot that I shook my hand, "Sizzle, huh~"

Mo Xiaoshuang was silent, silently handed over a cloth, Meng Yi took it, wrapped it up, and stuffed it into his arms.

When he turned around, he found that his mother was standing behind him, and there were some tears in his eyes.

"Yi'er~!...... Are you really going to leave your mother now?"

Meng Yi looked confused, "Mother, what are you talking about? When did Yi'er say that she was going to leave her mother?"

"Then why are you bringing so much dry food? My mother is afraid that Yi'er will grow up and leave my mother!"

Mo Xiaoshuang squatted down, building with Meng Yi, and tears began to fall.

Meng Yi stretched out his little hand to wipe away his mother's tears, and his other hand had already grabbed the sword in the sky leaning against the stove, "Hehe! Mother! You misunderstood Yi'er! Yi'er will never leave her mother! Yi'er is very happy today, and she wants to go to the mountains to practice and prepare for the final test of the next year!

"Oh!" Mo Xiaoshuang burst into tears and laughed.

Meng Yi covered his bulging chest, "Mother, I'm leaving!"

"Bang!" the wooden dragon knife touched the door frame again.

The boy had already dodged out of the courtyard gate.

"Yi'er, I'm going home before the sun sets!" Mo Xiaoshuang shouted.

"Got it......!"

On the west side of the chaotic stone valley, there are 990 stone stairs, each stone staircase is as wide as a bed, and every 10 steps turn a steep bend, a total of 99 bends. On both sides of the stone staircase that winds up along the mountain, there are countless boulders standing high and low to the sky, the top is sharp and narrow, the downward line is slightly wider, towering into the clouds, like rows of long sword blades piercing the sky, this is the origin of Qianren Peak.

Different from the stone stairs along the way, going up to the top of Qianrenfeng will make you suddenly feel that the world suddenly opens up, and the world suddenly recovers, as if you are in a pure and beautiful picture.

At the top of the mountain, it is ten miles of peach forest blooming with boundless peach blossoms like the sea, along the entrance of the stone ladder, there is a stone path that winds through the middle of the peach forest, and a thick and soft layer of peach petals falls, stepping on it is light and floating, there is a feeling of flying fairy.

On the right side of the entrance of the stone path, a peach forest is surrounded by a huge blooming purple spirit orchid with layers and a color like a green lotus. The purple spirit orchid is blue and white, demure and elegant, and the peach blossoms that dance with the wind in the pink around them, swaying like a girl in a red dress, are very different.

It took an hour for Meng Yi to climb to the top of the mountain, panting, holding the food in his arms, standing at the entrance of the stone path, not daring to take a step.

"Yi'er!

In a clearing in the depths of the peach blossom forest, there is a thatched house, next to a dark yellow stone table in front of the thatched house, where the clouds and flowers are dancing in the wind, and the smiling nightmare is crimson and the green is standing up.

"Master! Don't dare! My father told me before that you are not allowed to enter this peach forest, because if you enter, you will get lost! You will starve to death inside! No one in the clan has ever stepped into the peach forest!"