The "water" of Qianyiguan is a small stream of water, which descends from the top of Baiduan Mountain and is the source of the long river.

The remnant night was overjoyed to learn that Qianyi had entered the Tao because of this, and he personally roasted a hare for Qianyi for the first time! This is unimaginable for Xiao Qianyi, because since he followed the old man of the remnant night, he has never seen this old guy cook food by himself, even if he was three years old, he couldn't do anything, the old man just stood behind him and instructed him how to do it, and he never moved his fingers! After seven years of getting along, Qian Yi finally tasted the old man's craftsmanship for the first time, although most of them were robbed by laziness, but he finally tasted the taste, how to say? The old man of the night still lived up to his reputation as the top foodie.

In fact, if Qianyi is looking at the great river and the sea, the night will be happy, but it will never be so happy. After studying cultivation for many years, he knew that for cultivators, the trouble was not that they couldn't find magic weapons, or that they couldn't find Taoism, but that they couldn't find a way to continue cultivating!

Every breakthrough on the way to repair is very rare, the path may be a hundred years, the breakthrough may be a thousand years, more than 10,000 years, thousands of years of water sources, as long as you follow the water source, mountain streams, mountain streams, ditches, small rivers, lakes, rivers, oceans and so on to comprehend and observe, the breakthrough of the cultivation is relatively easy.

But after all, it's just an imagination, and the remnants of the night have not cultivated the momentum, and it is difficult to grasp the cultivation method of the mysterious and subtle, but fortunately, Qianyi is really an unimaginable genius.

Even if the night wanted to build a pavilion in the sky, Qianyi still built it-

Since Guanshui entered the Dao, Qian Ye has broken through seven times, and when he left Longcheng Valley, his heart was like a big lake.

Of course, now Chiya has broken through for the eighth time.

Yesterday, he fell straight down with a sword from Zhujiang and realized the momentum of the river.

The remnant of the night ordered the stage that Qianye is now in - looking for the sea.

There are several turns in the search for the sea, and it is not clear what it is like the night, because this is the realm that only belongs to Qianyi since ancient times, and only Qianyi can know after he finishes it.

At this time, Qianyi, looking for the sea eight times, his heart is like a big river!

......

Qianyi lay quietly in the lake, reminiscing about this qiē.

It doesn't matter what he cultivates, and it doesn't matter if he can cultivate or not, what he cares about is what he said when the night takes him away-

Let's go, the old man will teach you how to control the sword qi.

I have always liked to deceive Qianyi to get the remnant of the chicken leg, and I didn't deceive Qianyi in this matter, fourteen years of tempering, although Qianyi** looks like a scholar in the cold window for ten years, white and delicate, but the inner meridians, even if the demon king even slashed five swords, it didn't hurt a bit!

As long as Qian Yi does not lose consciousness and is not touched by others after losing consciousness, the sword qi in his body will not explode.

However, there is one thing that makes Qian Yi always very puzzled, when he was three years old, Qian Yi was held by the hand and left by the night, and in the next fourteen years, the two came into contact no less than a thousand times, but the sword qi did not break out once, and even sometimes Qian Yi deliberately did not control zhì, and it would not cause the outbreak of the knife qi.

The same is true for laziness, the little white dog jumped on his head when he first met him, scratched and bitten, and sprinkled urine on himself at night, but the knife qi that the six relatives did not recognize did not split the little guy. Qianyi went to ask the remnant night, and the old man of the remnant night drunkenly said that there is always some zài in fate, and he will also be loved by that sword spirit.

It's a pity that this knife qi is obviously very picky about taste, and in the past fourteen years, except for the remnant of the night and laziness, I haven't seen anything else in the knife qi, until Qianyi encountered the rain and smoke, and met the moon and water.

Thinking of this, Qian Yi opened his eyes, looked at the blue sky, and wondered how the girl in black with the long sword was doing now?

Maybe it's fighting, maybe it's hiding, maybe it's ......

Qianyi's brows gradually froze, and he didn't think about it.

For so many days, he stayed in southern Xinjiang and never stayed away, and he didn't forget about the ten thousand demon tides sweeping Yimengjiang City, he didn't say a word, stayed in the cabin, and even after the injury was healed, he seemed to have lost his memory of the past, and he came leisurely every day and went in comfort.

But in fact, Chiya is just not sure.

It's not that he is not sure of defeating the Demon King, but he is not sure of defeating the Ten Thousand Demon Tide.

But there are too many things that must be done that are not certain in the world, and Qian Yi did not choose to escape like this, if he wanted to escape, he would not swing his knife in the wilderness of Yaoshan Mountain.

He stayed because he had a premonition that he would break through, or at least understand something he didn't understand, because he lived a very different life in the Tianshan Mountains. If this kind of life makes him feel comfortable and comfortable, there must be a reason.

His mind slowly spreads, and Chiya begins to feel a new world.

With the improvement of the realm, in the past, Qian Yi could only mobilize the momentum within a radius of thirty miles, but now it can mobilize three hundred miles!

Within three hundred miles, every grass and tree, every flower and leaf, he can clearly perceive that there is a wind and a wind, a wind that rolls leaves, a flower that flies and dances, a flower that is full of flowers, the cry of an early cicada, and a fish leap in the water.

He heard the sound of "banging" a hundred miles away.

It was someone wielding an axe, and a woodcutter cutting wood in the mountains.

This sound is not surprising, because it is normal for woodcutters to cut wood, and under the mountain where the wood is cut, there is a village, which used to be the place where the demon king's court Qingfeng cultivated for a hundred years, and it is also the place where the court birds lived.

However, there was a strange divine light in Qianyi's clear eyes, because Qianyi, the person who cut wood, knew that it was-

The Great Elder of the Sea Watching Blood Devouring Demon Clan, Qiao Fellwood!

Qiao Fellwood is not dead, Qian also knows. At the beginning of the Dianjiangtai Peak, Qiao Fellwood swore a blow to the death, the axe was broken, and the person was not killed. Chiyi just kicked the latter down.

I thought that Qiao Famu was seriously injured, and he either went to heal his wounds in concealment, or he was at war with the demon clan, but he didn't expect the latter to come here.

Crash!

There was a sound of water, and Qian Yi stood up from the lake, and was just about to look for it, but suddenly found that he was still naked, and hurried back to get dressed.

The timing of entering the door was just right, Yueshuiyi was yawning, getting off the bed without a wisp, the snow-white skin was unreservedly naked in the air, half of the bumpy delicate body reflected the sun, half of the shy hidden in the shadows, and the eyes as bright as two rubies were watery and full of temptation.

The girl saw Qian Yiguang coming back, her little face flushed, thinking that Qian Yi had figured it out, and she hadn't spoken yet, when she suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing around her, and she was already dressed on her body, and turned her head to see that the young man was forcibly dressing calmly on the side, and his voice was slightly astringent and a little strict.

"That...... Two hundred miles away, it seems that your Great Elder is cutting wood. ”