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Bai Susu was also unambiguous, probing the slender hand from the sleeve, stretching out his index finger, and lightly touching the Dancai in front of him.

The Dancai suddenly lit up, and the next moment, as her fingers twisted slightly, the corners of Bai Susu's mouth bent, and the Dancai suddenly shook it towards the Ding Furnace.

Sou!

The Dancai was thrown into the furnace.

"Right?"

After doing this, Bai Susu looked at Xuan Qing ignorantly and asked.

Xuan Qing touched her little head melon, nodded and said, "Go on." ”

With Xuan Qing's approval, she smiled, and she was more confident when she operated again.

Her plain white fingers, a little on the rest of the Dan materials, were put into the eight directions of the furnace, and when all this was done, she was tired and sweaty.

Bai Susu wiped a handful of sweat and asked again:

"Nothing is missing, is it?"

Xuan Qing shook his head this time and pointed towards the southeast corner of the furnace ding.

"Does it feel wrong?"

Bai Susu walked over and took a look, scratched his head with his fingers, and then suddenly realized, and immediately added a taste of dancao to that direction.

Only then did the lid of the furnace be pushed.

"Next, it's just a matter of waiting. Looking at the closed pill furnace, Xuan Qing finished speaking, raised his feet and prepared to leave.

"Can you stay with me?"

Turning his face, he saw only Bai Susu's small mouth slightly cocked, looking pitiful.

This alchemy is too boring, even more so for a teenage girl.

Xuan Qing nodded in agreement and decided to accompany her, and the two of them sat down in front of a table of eight immortals.

"Why do you keep your face strained?"

Bai Susu, who was opposite, glanced at Xuan Qing and couldn't help but ask.

Xuan Qing took a sip of tea and did not answer.

The scene of the third uncle and the third aunt before their death came to mind, and my heart couldn't help but hurt again.

"Let's go, take you to a place. ”

Xuanqing didn't explain, and directly took Bai Susu down the mountain, came to a small mountain col not far from Yanshui Village, and stood outside a row of bamboo buildings.

"Son?"

As soon as he entered the bamboo building, Xuan Qing shouted. There was silence in the bamboo building, and it didn't take long for a child to run out, and when he saw Xuanqing coming up, he pounced.

"Brother Qing. ”

Xuan Qing picked up the child, his face was full of unprecedented concern, took out a handful of candy from his arms, and handed it to him.

When the boy saw the candy, his face bloomed. Hurriedly grabbed it in his arms, and while eating, he asked:

"Brother Qing, where is my father, where is my mother?"

Xuan Qing's body couldn't help but suffocate, and his breathing seemed to stop for a few minutes.

"They...... Went to a far ......."

He still couldn't tell the truth to the child.

The air was silent for a while, and Xuan Qing said to the man: "The food you have been sent recently, are you still used to eating?"

"Habitual eating. ”

Xuan Qing patted him on the back, and the child slipped off his lap and went to play outside the bamboo building.

Looking at the back of the man, Xuan Qing said in a deep voice:

"Once upon a time, there was a teenager who had his entire village slaughtered because of his own mistakes, leaving only one child. ”

When Xuan Qing said this, his voice was very heavy, and there was deep hatred hidden in his eyes, and Bai Susu seemed to feel that something was wrong.

Raising his eyes to look at Xuan Qing, he asked after a long time:

"This kid ......"

Xuan Qing nodded, "This is the only surviving child, and I'm the teenager who caused trouble." ”

All this was like a thunderbolt, blowing up in Bai Susu's ears.

Bai Susu was silent, he couldn't imagine that Xuanqing still had such a history, no wonder he always felt that he was very heavy, it turned out that he had carried so much.

The two men froze, their ears rustling through the leaves.

"I've found a good place for my son, and I'll send it over tomorrow. ”

After Xuan Qing finished speaking, he left the bamboo building without looking back.

Some things, some pains, are impossible to forget for a lifetime.

Bai Susu quietly followed behind Xuan Qing, the man in front of him had an extra layer of mystery, how many secrets did he have in his heart that were not known, how much pain he didn't want to be solved......

When I arrived at the pill shop, it was time to open the furnace.

Xuan Qing pushed the lid of the furnace open, and this furnace pill was very successful. Looking at the purple cloud pills that slipped out of the furnace, Bai Susu giggled.

"It's done!"

She clapped her hands, and Xuan Qing smiled.

This kind of happiness is only for a moment, and it disappears in an instant.

"I'm really leaving. ”

Bai Susu looked up at Xuan Qing, packed up Ziyuan Dan, and carried the package on his back.

"There will be a period later. ”

Xuanqing didn't keep it, she was the spirit girl of the Ten Thousand Yuan Sect, and it was impossible for her to stay outside longer.

Standing outside the door of the shop, Bai Susu and Xuanqing went out one after another.

The cloud boat was ready, and it was parked outside the door.

Bai Susu saw that Xuanqing was still crying and mourning, and suddenly felt very distressed. She reached out and pinched Xuan Qing's face: "It's going to pass." ”

Then the palm of her hand flashed, her fingers gently rubbed twice, and the next moment a purple butterfly pinched her hand.

"For you. ”

The corners of Xuanqing's mouth bent, and he raised his hand to catch it.

The purple butterfly suddenly flapped its wings in the palm of his hand, and with each flicker, there was a faint flicker.

This little thing is as cute as Bai Susu.

When Xuan Qing raised his face again, Bai Susu had already gotten on the cloud boat.

The cloud boat started and soon flew to the clouds, Bai Susu looked at Xuan Qing and waved his arms vigorously.

As Bai Susu's figure gradually faded away, the little happiness in Xuan Qing's heart disappeared.

......

In the following time, Xuan Qing fell into a kind of madness.

That madness of desperately sharpening yourself.

He must go to the lonely peak every day to temper himself, and he will not stop until he reaches the limit every day.

And so, three months passed.

On this day, he desperately chopped the boulder on the lonely peak, and with the jingling sound, Xuan Qing found that the stone that was originally immovable had changed slightly.

I saw that the place where the sword had been cut, leaving a shallow trace, the trace was very shallow, so shallow that it was almost imperceptible, but it was clearly there.

Xuanqing, who was sweating profusely, looked at the shallow marks and was overjoyed.

This is the sign of the first type of training, only if the force is fast enough and big enough, will it hurt the sword training stone in reverse.

Now, it's time to try the power of "Dragon Killing".

He slowly ran the dantian, mobilized his true qi, and roared to force his arms, sliding from his arms onto the Phantom Snow Sword.

Airplanes.

The Phantom Snow Sword then let out a pleasant sound.

Xuan Qing clenched the hilt of his sword tightly with both hands, and swung it towards a big tree not far away, which shook and shattered.

He thrust it down hard at the cyan slate on the ground.

The Jiaolong Killing Style was quickly released, and the bluestone slab on the ground, which was more than a foot thick, immediately burst open, cracking hundreds of gaps around the sword, extending several zhang all the way.

It's done!

Xuan Qing took the sword, and he was quite satisfied with such power.

The power of this sword is at least ten times faster than that of ordinary sword styles!

Next, he had to start practicing the second form, which was ten or a hundred times more difficult than the first form.

It's about cutting down the waterfall and letting the river flow backwards!

It didn't happen overnight, it was a long-term trial.

The second type must be tempered in the water, constantly repeating the action of drawing the knife and cutting off the water, and must go through a lot of practice, and finally can use the sword to come out, and kill the enemy in front of the near, fast, accurate, and ruthless.

This difficulty is much greater than that of the first type, and it can't help but require fast sword power, but also the combination of keen mental power, and more importantly, it is necessary to practice a hundred times crazier than the first type to succeed.

Although Xuan Qing was a little impatient, he was still methodical.

He was desperate to get that kind of power.

So, he went to the back mountain of Qingyang Sect and found a mountain spring. It is said to be a mountain spring, but there is a waterfall next to it, and the waterfall is very fast. Although it is only wide and narrow, it is enough for tempering swordsmanship.

Xuan Qing came to the waterfall, stepping on the sharp stones under his feet, and staring at the turbulent waterfall.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

The eager water fell into the boulder, splashing countless times.

The crystal splash splashed on Xuanqing's face, with a hint of coolness, which was extremely refreshing.

He pulled out the Phantom Snow Sword and drew it to cut off the water.

Burst.

With a slight sound, the sword qi disappeared into the water.

"How easy is it to draw a knife and cut off the water?"

Not to mention how much power does it take to make the waterfall flow backwards?

After this sword, Xuan Qing deeply knew how cruel the tempering he was about to face would be.

His eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a voice came out in his heart: Is it because it is difficult, so you don't do it?

He gritted his teeth fiercely, and his whole person glowed with anger.

Xuan Qing roared angrily, and slashed at the waterfall, and the waterfall suddenly splashed a few crystal waves, and the next moment it was as if everything had happened, and it continued to flow in a hurry.

Nothing works!

Slowly stood on his feet, letting the splash of water wet his trouser legs.

Xuan Qing raised his sword and swung it fiercely at the waterfall. One sword, two swords, three swords......

I don't know how many swords I cut, and it wasn't until it was getting late that Xuan Qing collected his sword and walked towards the sect.

After soaking in the water for a whole day, my whole body was soaked, and my clothes were tightly clinging to my body, and I felt low sticky discomfort.

Xuanqing didn't care about this, and when he arrived at the bedroom, Xiao Wu had already arranged the wine and meat, and the pot of wine was still warm. At this time, it was the cold of spring, and Xuanqing practiced wildly for a day, and he wanted to take a sip.

"Master, please. ”

Xiao Wu took Xuanqing's sword, hung it on the wall, and sat opposite Xuanqing.

Xuanqing goes to practice swords every day, and Xiao Wu knows it. Xiao Wu didn't say anything, just picked up the flask and filled it with wine, and raised his glass to the master.

Holding the wine glass, Xuan Qing was deeply pleased with Xiao Wu's understanding.

When he accepted Xiao Wu back then, Xiao Wu swore to follow him, and Xiao Wu has been doing this for the past few years.

Where Xuanqing is, Xiaowu is there.

"Dry. ”

The wine glasses collided with each other, making a pleasant sound, and the two of them drank the wine in the glasses.

After a glass of wine, the stickiness on his body was much better, so Xuan Qing stood up and changed into clean clothes. He had practiced dragon killing to the extreme, and if it weren't for this glass of wine, he would have been too tired to stand up.

Xiao Wu helped Xuanqing change his clothes, and the dry clothes were attached to his skin, which was indescribably comfortable.

"Do you still practice tomorrow?" asked Xiao Wu.

"Of course. ”

"Can you really do it? The waterfall is not a joke. "Little Uzaza's eyes are so big, he has never heard of anyone who can cut off the waterfall.

Although he has seen the master's extraordinary perseverance and seen the master do one great thing after another, it is too difficult for this waterfall to break the stream.

Xuan Qing glanced at the Phantom Snow Sword and looked out the window with a somewhat void gaze.

"As long as you work hard, you can do anything!"

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