Lakes and mountains

The sun at noon radiated his light and heat mercilessly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe earth bakes passers-by like a stove. But the woods were getting more and more comfortable. The flowers are delicate, and the leaves are tender. And how could she hurt them?

The differential breeze is the easiest to evoke memories.

"Master, you just accept the apprentice" An untimely voice appeared, humming Ling Xian'er would not accept such a person who was a bad scenery as an apprentice

"Master, please accept the apprentice The scholar looked at Ling Xian'er standing on the horse and did not react, moistened his throat and shouted again

"Master, if you don't accept the apprentice, the apprentice will die" Are you annoying, the world is still quiet when you die.

Mei Niang, who was next to her, was already impatient, and kicked over, "Idiot, you've been arguing for an hour, and I haven't seen you stop since I came out of the inn."

"Master"

Don't, don't. Mei Niang was scared, and hurriedly shouted to stop, "Young master, I was wrong, if you keep shouting, I will die first"

Seeing Mei Niang's "You are shouting, I will kill you" eyes, the scholar had no choice but to stop, "You said that you are not good to do the task, why do you keep bothering me to apprentice"

"Sister is afraid that you will be killed by a palm, so I can make up for it next to me, and besides, I am all A-level mercenaries, enough to live with enough food and clothing, why do you still want to practice any magic skills, you are good at practicing qi, why do you have to break through to condensing qi?" Mei Niang was really puzzled

"Are you caring about me?"

"Yes, I'm just caring" Jianghu people are really honest

"I'm sorry, I can't tell you" is hurting you if you tell you, you know?

"I'll be there for you until you tell me," confessed

"Whatever you want"

Ling Xian'er was still standing on the horse, leisurely driving the pony forward, not caring about the latter at all.

"Master, you're going to the ruins" is wrong

However, Ling Xian'er still ignored him. It's not that Xian'er has the fan of a martial arts master. There are a few things that a person can cherish in his life, and all Ling Xian'er cares about is whether her sword can reach the supreme level of martial arts. is only concerned about the safety of her family. She didn't want anything to worry about her heart. It's good to be a regular friend.

Well, her friend seems to be the kind of shopkeeper who can talk.

However, Mei Niang was still careful, and she took a closer look at Ling Xian'er's line. Whispering in the scholar's ear

"Master, I want to compete with you in swordsmanship" I have to say that Mei Niang is really very careful. Look at Ling Xian'er's energy.

"Oh" Ling Xian'er jumped down directly from the horse, standing with her hands in her hands, the sword was not unsheathed, Ling Xian'er also had this strength, although she was only refining the body fourfold, but it was not an ordinary body refining period, she had eight elephant powers on her body, and the scholar was only refining ten times and one elephant power

The sound of "Let's shoot" is crisp and delicious, without a trace of impurities, and pure and abnormal

The scholar looked nervous, even if Ling Xian'er didn't come out with a sword, he didn't dare to underestimate it, when he was in the inn, he felt the earth-destroying power at close range.

"Offended" scholar out of the sword, although his sword is not a hundred refining, but there are also ninety refining, and the scholar's swordsmanship is also very promising, this is the monk's practice, and his father accidentally saved a monk, and this sword technique is left by the monk. Although it is only the most ordinary, it is also unpredictable for them mortals.

The sword of the "Maple Leaf Sword Technique" scholar is like a leaf, seemingly ethereal, difficult to sharpen, and hidden killing every step of the way. With this move, he has beaten away many of the same level, even if it is a half-step condensation, he can dismantle one or two.

In the eyes of Ling Xian'er and the others, the sword is no longer just a sword, he seems to have become a leaf, flying freely between the heavens and the earth, flying and flying

But in an instant, Ling Xian'er found the true body of the sword, flew out with the scabbard, and pointed the sword at the scholar's throat.

The blade of the falling sword was stuck straight into the flowers and plants, and it clanged.

"I lost," the scholar muttered to himself, even if he would lose, he didn't believe that he would lose so cleanly and completely. Then there is no room to fight back

"Flashy" Ling Xian'er replied in the same way, but although the "good-looking" pursuit of swordsmanship is known for being clean and neat, it can dance the sword like a leaf. It's still very good for people like Ling Xian'er who love swords

"Please advise" scholars are quite honest, losing is losing, winning is winning, rather than complaining everywhere

"The swordsmanship is okay, but the person can't" Looking at the face of the swordsmanship, she reluctantly pointed out, "The three major realms of swordsmanship, you are still at the critical point of the first stage, and you can break through soon" As she spoke, she recalled the swordsmanship she had just seen. danced, that's how she learned, don't you see that she can learn the maple leaf swordsmanship. But it's hard for others to say

In the sky, the sun is shining

In the lake, sparkling

Suddenly, a gust of wind rolled up, and Ling Xian'er rode this wind, dancing in this heaven and earth, beside this lake

"The artistic conception of the wind," the scholar exclaimed

"The Artistic Conception of the Wind" Ling Xian'er didn't understand, she now knew how to use the sword, dance more vividly, dance more flexibly.

She is like a leaf, born in winter and summer, growing in the scorching heat, and dying in the autumn solstice. Her short life is not to grow on the mother tree and show herself. It's not about burying yourself deep in the dirt and giving yourself. Her most glorious moment was when she fell from the branches. She rode the wind and soared freely under this sky. As big as the wind, her stage is as big as it gets.

Around Ling Xian'er, the waves of qi kept spreading outward, and the scholar and Mei Niang were directly blown away.

"What's going on?" shouted Mei Niang

"Impossible, this can't be" The scholar was dumbfounded. A look of disbelief. You must know that the highest depth of this swordsmanship is that you can comprehend the artistic conception of the wind, but I didn't expect that Ling Xian'er had already learned his swordsmanship and refined it to a very deep realm. No wonder they defeated him all at once, and there were reasons for that.

The wind became more and more fierce and fierce, and they were forced to retreat again and again.

In the middle of the storm, Ling Xian'er really seemed to turn into a leaf, and she rode the wind to gradually move to the lake. The sparkling waters of the lake began to ripple, and they became more and more intense.

Swordsmanship should be so fascinating

A sword dance is also beginning to come to an end

A layer of sword wind rolled up ripples and spread outward

It's slow, it's slow

Her silhouette is faintly visible.

When she came ashore, it was as if she had broken through the shackles

"Whoosh" is fast and urgent, and the grass is calling, and the trees are crowding

The two who didn't have time to retreat had to protect their faces. He was pushed behind him, leaving two deep marks on the ground

The two people who opened their eyes thought they were surprised enough, but they were frightened by the scene in front of them.

Ling Xian'er flew in front of the two of them without touching the ground, and asked happily, "Is this the artistic conception of the wind?" There were two pale cyan winds in her hands

The scholar nodded dumbly, being scared stupidly, how can people fly. Now Ling Xian'er was still floating in the sky, this and this, completely breaking their worldview. And what are the two balls on those hands, ghost fire? Although the book describes that you can cultivate artistic conception, you don't say what it looks like.

In fact, if they had seen the Qi Condensation Period, they would not have been frightened by these two groups, because the Qi Condensation Period was fine, and the sword qi would have left the body. However, he would still be frightened by Ling Xian'er, because Fei Na was exclusive to the next realm. And Ling Xian's body is a dragon. Calling for wind and rain, soaring clouds and fog. Omnipotent. The mood of the wind only awakened her instincts.

"Thank you," Ling Xian'er thanked for the first time like a stranger

"Uh" and the dumbfounded scholar didn't notice yet. But Ling Xian'er didn't care about anything else. Fly on the horse. She turned and walked away, but she still stood on her horse. It's so easy to understand the artistic conception of the wind. What she thinks.

The two of them watched Ling Xian'er go away. Leave a great sense of distance in my heart. They don't seem to be from the same world. I can't succeed in how

However, for the regret in his heart, he still chased after him. And Mei Niang has no choice but to keep up

Seeing the two of them chasing after them, Ling Xian'er didn't say anything, and hurried away silently. However, the bad environment is getting more and more gloomy, but it is already close to the ruins. The two of them didn't feel strange, although they were still going back in the direction just now, why did they go the right way again?

They didn't know that Ling Xian'er was a dragon clan. Although the races are different, after a long time, listening to the horses is still trivial. All she had to do was tell the horse to go to the dangerous place. As for whether to go or not. Hey, the dragon's words it doesn't dare to listen to?

As she walked, Ling Xian'er suddenly said, "You tell me about the swordsmanship and artistic conception," Xian'er was really concerned about cultivation

"Oh oh," the scholar who was already used to Ling Xian'er's silence was still a little unaccustomed to it, "This sword technique was left to me by my father, and he saved a monk." The monk said to him, as long as he cultivated this sword technique to a high depth, he would naturally be able to comprehend the artistic conception of the wind, don't you know?" The moment he looked up, he saw that Ling Xian'er had easily smashed a ten-heavy condensed beast out of his mouth. This is something that he and Mei Niang can only do in their lives, even if he has swordsmanship.

Beast, he is only a beast after all. You can't learn swordsmanship like a human, it's more by your body. Therefore, every beast is extremely strong, and only the most successful can compete with one of them. It's just that the reason why they can't control the world is because of this, after all, martial arts cheats emerge in an endless stream, but the growth of their bodies is fixed. The habits have been figured out, but some beasts that can transform into shapes are called powerful, not only have the body of the beast, but also learn the exercises, and the challenge of skipping the level is as simple as drinking water and eating, yes, just like Ling Xian'er

"I don't know" the scholar is really going to collapse. Can you cultivate to the highest level just by looking at incomplete swordsmanship once?

"Go on" Seeing the scholar suddenly stop, Ling Xian'er felt very strange

"Okay" the scholar was speechless, but continued to say, "The artistic conception is a collection of achievements that can only be comprehended, but among the current monks, there are some exercises that can be passed down to the incomprehensible artistic conception, and the artistic conception can not only increase the user's ability in all aspects, but also some exercises that must be achieved before the artistic conception can be cultivated." The use of the same kind of exercise by one who knows the artistic conception and the one who does not have the artistic conception are also two completely different concepts. But if you really want to talk about what the artistic conception is, no one can really say clearly, as long as you know that it can increase your strength and perception. After all, everyone is different, and the way to use the artistic conception is also different."

"Then did you comprehend?" Mei Niang asked suddenly

But the scholar was embarrassed for a while, "Not yet"

"Then what you said is still decent, I thought you would too" In fact, she herself is also super envious, after all, she can fly. Alas, this poor baby

"Isn't this written in that book?" The scholar was also depressed, but suddenly he seemed to remember something, and asked Ling Xian'er, "Master, what realm have you reached, I mean using a sword" Although he had already recognized the gap between him and Ling Xian'er, it was just a smooth mouth, and he was ashamed to say that he didn't know Ling Xian'er's name

Ling Xian'er was silent for a while, "The third realm is complete" In fact, she still felt that her swordsmanship was still rising, especially after waking up from the battle of life and death, her swordsmanship had reached an incredible realm

"Isn't that about to reach the sword intent stage, that book says that sword intent is extremely difficult to comprehend, and many people in the condensation stage can't touch it" Ling Xian'er couldn't hear the words behind him, and at this time Ling Xian'er had another epiphany

"It turns out that this is the sword intent, is this the realm that I am about to break through" There was a faint flash of sword light on her hand, this is not the kind of thing in the condensation period. Ling Xian'er hasn't reached the point of condensing qi yet

Mei Niang stabbed the scholar, "I can't imagine that you are still a chatter"

The scholar was puzzled and looked at Ling Xian'er, she was once again obsessed with cultivation, but a leaf around Ling Xian'er's body suddenly changed in half.

"Master, you are worthy of being a master of condensation," he sighed loyally. All kinds of signs indicated the identity of Ling Xian'er's Qi Condensation Period, but he didn't know that Ling Xian'er was the kind of genius who could comprehend things that could only be comprehended by Qi Condensation in the refining body.

"Don't be proud, don't be ashamed, she doesn't even recognize you as an apprentice"

"Isn't that called habit?"

"You're in such a good habit"

............

On the other side, next to the ruins, several people and horses are fighting each other.

A few hours ago, the door to the ruins had been opened. There must be treasures left behind by the great ones that tempt the hearts of all.

The fighting is getting stronger and stronger, and the scene is about to break out.

This is a luxuriously dressed boy who spoke,

"Don't you just want gold, silver and jewelry, I can give it to you, just help me find your cheats"

Everyone has some intentions, but there are some brains that are easier to react

"If we go in, there's more treasure in it than you gave."

"As long as we go in together, whoever finds the treasure will be theirs, I just need the cheats" Childe was startled

"Childe's reputation in our place is still trustworthy" Once someone starts, he can't hold it, and this rich son's subordinates all have eight levels of body refining, and they don't lose money. One by one, the leaders came with their men, and some scattered people could only come over depending on the situation.

"Thank you for your care"

"We still believe in you very much" Childe laughed, this group of idiots, in front of martial arts, what is the calculation of gold and silver, as long as you have strength, you don't have anything. And inside this ruin, it is the inheritance of an old man who has lived for more than a thousand years, and his martial arts are so weak again.

However, there are some people who have not been added, such as King Kong, he is a half-step condensation, his strength is on his body, reaching the power of two elephants, and there are three elephants in the combination of true qi, and a punch on the human body, there is no reason to say, it is directly a broken body. The other few are also half-step condensation, and it's not easy to mess with.

Just when Brother Gongzi was secretly thinking about it, the leaves of the trees opened, and Ling Xian'er slowly came to the ruins.

A large group of people couldn't help laughing, and it was also a little doll standing on a horse, and this way of 'riding' was unheard of

But there are also a few people whose faces are full of solemnity, it is a half-step condensation, they know with their keen perception how terrible the person in front of them is, I really hope that this person is not here to rob them of treasures, but is it possible.

It was really possible, Ling Xian'er and the others walked over and disappeared on the other side of the woods.

"Whew" they let out a long breath, it was terrible

And Brother Gongzi also came back to his senses, and his eyes were filled with nostalgia. She just likes a beauty like Ling Xian'er, and she really wants to grab it immediately, but it is still important to have the ruins in front of her, and when it will be in the past, alas, we already know what the cause of his death is

"Master, why don't we go over" The scholar raised his head and asked Ling Xian'er, obviously with Ling Xian'er's strength of condensation, it was not easy to clean up those few people, even if he saw several S-class mercenaries inside

“。。 Ling Xian'er shook her head, the place where the fifth brother told her in the memory of the cave was not that.

"Stupid, the master must have her thoughts" Mei Niang knocked on the scholar's head

"Why did you call the master?"

"I can call whoever I want, can you control it" In fact, Mei Niang didn't know Ling Xian'er's name

"Yes, yes, yes"

Then, they followed Ling Xian'er to the edge of a cliff, not only that, but also changed everywhere, a stone fell, the scholar hurriedly grabbed Mei Niang, this biting cold wind blew, the scenery in front of them was a little fluctuating, a small heart was always hanging, you must know that they can really walk on the edge of the cliff, if they are not careful, it is possible to go down

"Master, where are we going?"

"That's it" Ling Xian'er finally stopped, she really didn't know how the fifth brother had the courage to jump down in the first place.

"It's finally here," they shared. However, when they saw Ling Xian'er slowly walking towards the edge of the cliff, they were not calm, "Master, don't"

Ling Xian'er jumped off the cliff

"What should I do" Mei Niang was in a trance, feeling that everything didn't seem to be true, how could a good person jump off the cliff

"We also jump" Although the scholars are the same, they have already reached this point, and they have to keep up with what they say

Mei Niang watched the scholar fall off the cliff and struggled in her heart

"Forget it, even if you die, you have to be together"

The wind was still howling, like a phantom, and only one horse was left to tell the truth.

The scene changed all at once

The wind was no longer howling down, his feet were already on the ground, and his eyes were a charming cave light

"Oh, what kind of wind is blowing today, there are three guests at once"

The three scholars turned their heads, and Mei Niang also followed, and the scholars were also moved in their hearts.

Walking to Ling Xian'er's side, she was more than half taller, and they really hadn't carefully studied Ling Xian'er's height. No wonder you have to stand on a horse. All at once they seemed to understand something

At this moment, the sound of the cave sounded again

"Although you are people of great luck and have discovered my place directly, you can't directly reward you, go ahead, test"

What are you saying inexplicably, where is this, is it the bottom of the ruins? Before they could think about it, the scene changed again.

It was a house, with fires blazing everywhere, and there were incessant screams, many men in black who were constantly slaughtering. Screams and shouts were mixed together, and a man in black directly threw the child in his hand high, and the child was greeted by a sharp knife, and he was split in half.

In front of Ling Xian'er and them, a living person who was burning gave birth to a hand like Ling Xian'er and they begged for help, but they were nailed to the ground by the man in black behind them, and their hateful eyes stared straight at Ling Xian'er and them, why didn't they save him.

"Yo, there are three more people here"

Mei Niang was directly paralyzed on the ground, and the scholar couldn't bear it anymore and rushed out, slashing around at the man in black like crazy, without any rules at all

The man in black who dodged directly kicked the scholar out of the air, and the scholar covered the mountain pass and rushed up again. Seeing that there were more and more wounds on the scholar's body, Mei Niang also overcame her fear and rushed forward. But obviously they are all people who have refined their bodies, but they are as powerless as a child in front of this black-clothed man, and the helpless Mei Niang can only look at Ling Xian'er with a look for help.

Ling Xian'er sighed and waved her hand. The scene in front of me was gone. But the scholar slashed at the air in front of him.

Mei Niang hugged the scholar from behind, "It's over, it's over" She finally understood the scholar's desire for power, and she didn't want to experience that feeling of powerlessness again

The space fluctuated for a while, and an old man with white hair and white clothes appeared, to the point of a bit of a fairy, he stretched out his hand and pointed, and the scholar returned to his original state

"Memories, who can hide more, don't we all grow up in memories?" He sighed, turned into three rays of light, and two flew into the bodies of the scholar and Mei Niang, and their cultivation directly broke through the ten levels of refining the body, half a step of condensing qi, and reaching the first weight of condensing qi. One flew in front of Ling Xian'er's body and turned into a ring, but it was some martial arts cheats, but the exercises practiced by the old man were missing, and they should have been taken by the fifth brother. In addition, there are some material secret treasures, in short, Ling Xian'er has made a lot of money this time. But she doesn't seem to be unusual, right?

"I'm sorry," the scholar suddenly said to Mei Niang

"Well, uh" Before Mei Niang could speak, the scene changed again,

They're falling down the cliff, this time for real.