It was getting dark, and a dark cloud drifted in from the northwest, obscuring the thinning of the daylight, and only in the pavilion where they sat could catch the rays of light that leaked through the clouds.

Song Yi's promotion gradually came up, it was not enough to have a map, there had to be another thing, and he had to be confident when he went out.

“...... Senior brother, I'm leaving the day after tomorrow, don't you mean it?"

"What does that mean?"

"Travel expenses, entanglement. ”

"Oh, this......" Mo Qingning looked him up and down, and smiled slightly: "Senior brother, I see that you are handsome, and you have grown in the past two years, becoming more and more upright, although it is still a little tender, but some sisters and aunts are good at it." Go down the mountain, as long as you find a well-lit building, stop at the door, open half of your clothes, and then secretly send autumn waves to the woman who is richly dressed and has no husband to follow, not to mention that little entanglement, it is not a problem to carry you all the way to Gaojiabao. ”

Song Yi almost turned his back on him, but he didn't expect Mo Qingning to be extraordinary, handsome and elegant, but he could casually come up with such indiscreet bastard words, and immediately counterattacked: "Senior brother, it seems that you are well versed in this, please use your personal experience to teach the younger brother: which eldest sister under the mountain is the most generous, and which grandmother is the most gentle?"

"Senior brother is a family man, so he doesn't do this. Mo Qingning shook his head and patted the Chengying Evil Sword beside him: "This is Senior Brother's wife, come, call sister-in-law to listen." ”

Song Yi was speechless, this guy is too ...... The dead house in the 21st century is not as direct as Mo Qingning, at least people will not hold the computer in front of people and say that this is my wife.

"Senior brother, I see that my sister-in-law is sharp and sharp, and she is a good hand of eunuchs, should she have ...... Huh?

Song Yi didn't give him face, and his gaze swept over Mo Qingning somewhere intentionally or unintentionally.

"Of course you can, do you have to do it?"

"Cut, how do you prove ......"

Mo Qingning glanced at Song Yi, twitched the corners of his mouth without smiling, and cut off his words: "Yun Zheng once told me that his junior brother's cultivation progress is slow, although he doesn't feel a drag, but he is afraid that he can't take care of him. Junior brother, do you want to follow your little brother's instructions and accompany you to another game? According to your logic, if the senior brother did not beat you to death before, it means that the senior brother does not have the ability to kill you? If you need proof of this, I can prove it to you now......

"Don't, don't, don't mess around!" Song Yi waved his hand again and again, got up and retreated a few steps, Mo Qingning's cultivation has already seen him, and he can beat himself out casually, he can't be provoked, he can't be provoked.

The cowhide is not blown, and the chief disciple is not something that can be easily flirted.

"Okay, seriously, you really need to be entangled in this trip down the mountain, I'll have someone send it to you later. ”

“...... Thanks a lot. ”

"Don't thank me, it's all the money that Yunzheng put here with me. In the past few years, he has received a lot of homework, and the bounty is also thick, I see that he has no intention of taking care of it, so he simply let him hand it over to me, and I will lend money to the people under the mountain with the money I have saved, and I have also collected a lot of interest over the past few years, and I will give you some to use, with only one condition: you are not allowed to tell others. ”

“...... Got it. ”

Song Yi stared at him, this time he was really going to be dumbfounded, Mo Qingning ...... You fucking set up a small treasury privately, put loan sharks, and bring bad little brother!

Mo Qingning, this person cut open, and there must be darkness between his chest and abdomen.

......

When Song Yi went home, the sky was already dark, and recalling the experience of the past two days, he couldn't help but feel like a world away. Silently rolled up his sleeves, saw the black shadow entrenched on his left arm, his heart hung a little bit again, and the two feelings of steadfastness and trepidation clashed in his heart at the same time.

This gift from the Master...... It's too heavy, it's too strong, and it's too testing, is it really good to hand it over to yourself? If you give it to the little senior brother, it must be like a tiger with wings, why do you give it to yourself?

Although the master's cultivation is high, he is not an immortal, and it is impossible to predict that he is a fake Song Yi's dove occupying the magpie's nest and being reborn...... Maybe I really want to give myself a means to save my life.

Thinking of this, Song Yi then remembered the Angry Flame Sutra in Baiyun Zheng's study, and his heart couldn't help jumping.

When will I be able to learn the Flame Sutra? Master's master's mastery will not be as powerful as it will be.

Thinking so crankily, Song Yi ate and took a bath, returned to the room refreshed, sat down on the bed, and began to breathe.

These days, I have been recuperating from my injuries, and I have relaxed my cultivation a little, but now that the dust has settled, I should step up my hard work again, otherwise it will ...... Not to mention the distance, even Mo Qingning, who is close in front of him, can beat himself down.

Gathering his mind, Song Yi slowly closed his eyes, his breathing was gentle, his breath was long, and he gradually entered the realm of forgetting things and me...... Under the rhythm of the waves, the dark abyss that lurked in the deepest part of his body was boundless, calm and condensed.

Unconsciously, time passed quietly, and when Song Yi opened his eyes, the east had begun to turn white, and there were few morning stars in the sky.

Stepping on the breeze and morning dew, Song Yi came to the courtyard, broke off a branch to practice the sword, flashed and moved, lifted the weight lightly, and after a few rounds of swordsmanship, the red sun had come to the middle of the sky. He didn't feel tired at all, put the branch in the soil, and sat down to the tree to meditate, the warm sun was on his head, but there was an elusive black sun hidden in his chest, Song Yi slowly ran it, stirring up the hidden power inside, and the only remaining wisp of demonic breath quietly surfaced, blended into the sea of true qi, and flowed together.

Song Yi stared for a moment, grabbed the branch inserted next to him, and with a backhand wave, another set of sword techniques according to the moon danced. After integrating into the magic breath, the true qi in the body is walking more and more smoothly, and the moves are becoming more and more powerful, as if the wind is sweeping, murderous, only one branch, but there is a faint power beyond the edge of the sword, the edge is everywhere, there is a feeling of burning everything, and not a single inch of grass is born!

After performing a set of swordsmanship, Song Yi slowly accepted the recruitment, sat down and thought for a moment, his face gradually solemn.

I was recuperating from my injuries a few days ago, and I didn't dare to act rashly, so I didn't deeply comprehend the seventh layer of the Liuquan Heart Technique.

The seventh layer of the Liuquan Heart Technique, at first glance, does not seem to provide any direct "benefits" to the cultivators, the sword technique is still the same sword technique, the true qi is still those true qi, and it does not suddenly become stronger because it breaks through this layer of limits, but as long as it is used in actual combat, it can be found that the addition of this seventh layer to the overall cultivation is by no means a simple "going to the next level".

It is more like an invisible driving force, providing a practitioner with an all-round boosting effect, so that the cultivation efficiency and attack effect are improved: once this last layer is comprehended, the operation of the true qi will be smoother, and the sword moves will no longer be blocked, as if ......

Song Yi thought about how to describe it, and after retrieving all his knowledge in his mind, he finally thought of an inappropriate analogy - although it was inappropriate, but it was very vivid - when he did not comprehend the seventh layer of Liuquan Xinju, it was like an ordinary bicycle, everything had to rely on manpower, moving forward little by little, and he did not dare to relax at all;

The seventh layer's Liuquan Heart Technique seemed to be different from the previous six layers, it had an indescribable "leading effect", integrating all the cultivations of the Moon Spring Sect together, and they were led by this unspeakable force, pushing them forward in great strides. At this moment, the swordsmanship and the heart trick are finally no longer separated, but integrated with each other, just like the human brain and body, advancing and retreating synchronously, and the cooperation is seamless, and it is impossible to do without either.

It's weird......

Song Yi thought about it, if he was the creator of the Liuquan Heart Technique, he would definitely find a way to bring out this seventh layer alone, anyway, its relationship with the first six layers was not as close as he imagined, not that he had to master the first six layers before he could learn this seventh layer. If...... If you list it separately and form a new mental method, it doesn't seem impossible?

So, if you are the founder of this set of mental formulas, you will let this independent mental method be the initiation lesson of your disciples, learn this first, even if it is slower and more difficult to understand, as long as you get started, you will master it first, and then learn the other two, won't you get twice the result with half the effort?

Why is it the other way around now? Didn't the founding patriarch think of this? Even if he didn't think of it, no one in the past generations thought of it?

“...... What are you thinking?"

Seeing that he didn't move for a long time, the voice in his head couldn't help but ask.

"Ah, I'm thinking about cultivation, don't you think it's strange......"

Song Yi expressed his doubts: "Who is the founding patriarch of our Yuequan Sect? How can you think of this? Use another mental method to control the internal and external cultivation, so that there is no problem of cooperation or deviation, he is really a genius." ”

"Founding Patriarch...... I don't know much, after all, he was a character so many years ago, but it is said that he finally became an immortal, and the person who can ascend to the immortal must be extraordinary, and it is not strange to be able to create a flowing spring heart trick. ”

"However, how could such a genius immortal make a low-level mistake?"

"Low-level error?"

"That's not right, I guess it's an efficiency issue......

Song Yi explained his idea, and the voice in his head was silent, not knowing whether to agree with him or defend the ancestor.

"My cultivation is not as high as yours, and I only have a rough understanding of what you mean, and I haven't experienced it personally, but I always feel that the ancestor should have his reasoning, and it is not possible to deliberately set up problems for the disciples...... By the way, the master, the boss must know! Aren't we about to go down the mountain? When we come back from finishing our homework and meet the boss, we will definitely know what's going on!"

“...... It seems that this is the only way to go. ”

Song Yi no longer dwelled on this problem, picked up the branches and practiced again, until the sky closed and the twilight fell, and then he went back to the room to wash and rest. At night, as usual, he sat upright to breathe, nourishing his true qi, and the hidden power in the "black hole" in his body seemed to be prompted by the seventh layer of the flowing spring heart recipe, and quietly flowed out, like a trickle, and bit by bit merged into the increasingly vast sea of true qi.

Song Yi's cultivation has accumulated and grown in this rising and setting moon, and he has unconsciously reached a new level.