The morning breeze chilled to the bones in an instant.

Qianyi descended from Jingting Mountain, where he passed, the bamboo waves withered, and the leaves were silent.

Jingting Mountain, where the bamboo waves are churning all year round, only the calm and light footsteps of the young man are left in an instant, stepping on the dead leaves and stepping on the bluestone.

Qingsi and Jian Mei both returned to their original appearance in an instant, their clothes were still broken and ragged as before, Qian Yi simply ripped off his shirt, bare chest, and walked forward in the wind, his snow-white and crystal skin was as white as a baby, but the strong and powerful muscles were wild, his eyes were calm, unarmed, like a peerless blade hidden in the scabbard, containing but not hairing, but after all, the murderous aura was too strong, and the scabbard also revealed a terrifying and terrifying fierceness.

Qian also moved with killing thoughts.

Even the silver needle Wu who did the evil thing only angered Qianyi, but this time Qianyi was moved to kill.

Since he was born, Qianyi has been despised by everyone.

The people around him died one by one because of him, and everyone regarded him as a demon and ominous, at first he was ignorant and ignorant, but soon he realized that he was different. He learned all the words in a matter of days, memorized the books backwards overnight, and at the same time understood much more, including life and death, disgust, and pain.

When he was three years old, he thought that maybe he shouldn't have been in this world, so he went to the cliff, where he encountered the night.

Fourteen years of the dead night taught him that in addition to being despised, he could also be needed.

Chiya has always had a cold personality, he is not good at talking to people, and there are only a handful of people who can be called friends, so he cherishes friendship more than others think.

He thought he was most afraid of his friend being hurt, but today, when he saw the unconscious Yu Xunyan lying on the bed, frowning, he realized that what he was most afraid of was that his friend would be injured because of him.

There is no change on the surface of Qianyi, but the heart has long been like a gentleman, and tears have fallen for thousands of lines.

It was only fourteen years ago that he had dried up his tears, all the pain, all the anger, all the hatred, all the sorrow...... It's all brewing in the calm ocean of eyes.

Today, this calm has submerged the heavens!

......

The morning breeze sifted through the stars and the sun.

At the beginning of March, the sun was just right.

Qianya walked on the roadless mountain road, silent and cold.

In his unhurried steps, he was quickly looking for the memories of seventeen years.

Maybe for ordinary people, seventeen years is just a flick of a finger, and there are very few things that can be remembered, but Qian Yi, who has been cultivating soul thoughts since he was a child, is different, he has a superior memory, and he never forgets it, but everything he has seen and heard, he remembers it in his heart, sometimes he doesn't say it, he just doesn't want to.

At this moment, he is looking for the "Ten Forgotten Causes" that the dead night has shown him.

"Ten Forgetting Causes" is the secret book of the Soul Sect, which records the complete method of soul cultivation, including soul arts, horcruxes, and soul pills.

In the past, Qianyi was obsessed with the sword path and did not want to waste time on it, but at this time, in order to face a powerful enemy, he had to do so.

Of course, Xiaoyao Immortal is not worth Qian Yi to do, although his cultivation is not low, his talent is extraordinary, and he is a genius among the younger generation, but it is still thousands of miles away from the three types of Dao method of the green lantern and snow, and what Qian Yi really has to deal with is Ninghou Mansion.

After walking in the red dust for more than two months, Qian Yi is no longer the young man who knows nothing about the world, he knows very well what Ninghou Mansion is, and he knows even more that with his current strength, he can only repeat the mistake of seeking smoke in the rain.

Therefore, he needs to improve his combat power, no matter what, no matter what.

Soon, Chiya remembered a volume of "Ten Forgotten Causes" about soul arts.

I didn't pick, I directly chose the first one - Wanzhang Shura.

"Ten Thousand Shura" is to visualize the statue of Shura, turn the soul into Shura, and use the power of Shura to shatter the enemy's soul!

This technique is simple and easy to learn, and it is liked by beginner disciples, but the further it goes, the more difficult it becomes, and the soul mind incarnates thousands of zhang, which is almost the end of most soul cultivation, but in fact, there have been ten real people who have cultivated this technique to the realm of ten thousand zhang.

A thought is offered, and all beings bow their heads.

Qian Yi did not stay on the past of this technique for too long, and his mind fell on the statue of Shura on the first scroll of soul art, and began to think silently.

Shura is described as huge, angry eyes and eyebrows, three heads out together, heavy eight arms, hands supporting the sun and the moon, the sun and the sky, behind the Buddha's light shines, there are Sanskrit sounds around the ears, the hair is burning, and the dragon and snake are angry.

Just by looking at it lightly, there is a burning feeling of being burned by anger!

Qian Ye was already angry, and he didn't feel the slightest discomfort at the obstacle of thinking about the statue of Shura, but instead felt a kind of joy like a spring breeze.

By the time Qian Yixing reached the boundary gate, he had already cultivated to the realm of "Shura Baizhang".

But this is already the extreme, this soul art is indeed as it is introduced, and it will be difficult to move an inch every more zhang in the future.

At the same time, Qianyi also felt the change of his soul thoughts, if the soul thoughts in the past were like a thousand rivers and a blue, the soul thoughts at this time were like a thousand rivers.

Without time to think about it, Qianyi exhaled a breath of exhaust gas and stepped out of the boundary gate in one step.

The students in the unnamed valley were still there, but under the influence of Qianyi's glance, they were not discussed as fiercely as at the beginning, only three or two students whispered in a low voice.

When everyone saw Qianyi come out, they instantly regained their calm, but their eyes were different, some looked at Qianyi's hair, some looked at Qianyi's upper body, but more eyes were just with doubts and inexplicable excitement-

They are waiting, waiting for thousands to make decisions.

Qian Yi didn't look at everyone, he didn't stop stepping out of the boundary gate, and unlike before, he walked for miles in an instant, and disappeared out of the valley in a few breaths.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and at some point someone screamed, and Edgeworth chased away, and everyone reacted.

The students swarmed towards the place where Chiyi left, and they knew that a thrilling battle awaited them ahead.

......

Qian also stopped in front of the gate of Yourong Guoyuan.

There was a middle-aged man standing in front of him, who was the Confucian scholar who asked him to write during the assessment of Tiangong, and also the palace master of Tiangong Palace, Meng Xiubing.

Meng Xiubing stood in a piece of sunshine with his hands in his hands, surrounded by bees and butterflies, and the fragrance of flowers overflowing, like a traveler playing and playing.

But Chiya is very clear that there are many scenic places in the Baichuan world, but they do not include here.

There is only one reason why Meng Xiubing appeared, and that is that there is still an assessment of the Tiangong class today.

Qianyi didn't have time to consume any more, maybe he couldn't wait, he said word by word: "Please get out of the way." ”

Meng Xiubing smiled when he heard this, and squinted slightly: "Of course I won't stop you, no matter how well the magic weapon is made, it must be tested by thousands of battles." There may be someone in the way, but it will never include me. ”

He took out a thumb-sized fragment from his arms and handed it to Qianyi: "There are too many people in the Unnamed Valley, so I have to wait for you here, take it, it will be of great use to you." ”