As the main peak of Yunhe Peak, the terrain is the most towering, the clouds and mist in the morning, the ethereal and ethereal like a fairyland is not real, and the night is also extremely beautiful, the sky is full of stars, bright and flickering, enveloping the whole Qi Sect.

The evening breeze blew a few strands of soft hair, the smoky blue figure was as delicate as a rainbow in the ice blue sword aura, and the big swing skirt danced with the body, like a black lotus blooming in the dark, mysterious and noble.

Xiao Hanyanhao's wrist moved, the sword light blade on the other side of his hand galloped, and countless sword shadows with cold light came out of the sword flower in his hand, and the sharp sword qi quickly expanded to the surroundings, startling the pink and white peach petals of the tree.

The chaotic flying finally lay quietly on the ground, a little poignant and regretful.

The snowy eyes covered with glazed color were dyed with coldness, his lips moved lightly, and a magic circle with complex lines appeared above his head, and the plain orchid wide sleeves fluctuated without wind, and the few petals that had not yet fallen were accidentally brought into the sword array by the evening wind, and they were shattered in an instant.

The palm of the empty jade hand gathered qi, and the aura wrapped around several layers of golden halo was injected into the magic circle in the air.

Xiao Hanyan watched the changes in the circle, and the sword on the other side quickly broke out of her hand as if it was alive and rushed straight to the center of the circle.

The scene was like a key opening a lock that had not been opened for a long time, and the cold air suddenly stopped.

At the moment when the sword in the center of the magic circle pierced, the magic circle began to rotate, and the aura born under the soles of his feet had already conjured up countless forest cold qi swords flying in a disorderly manner around him, Xiao Hanyan's long hair was flying, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead under the green lotus jade crown, converging into a small stream of clear water and sliding down the soft outline.

Xiao Hanyan frowned, and seven qi swords condensed behind him, injecting them into the magic circle again.

Only at this time, there was a vision in the sky.

At her visible speed, the originally dark night sky was churning, turning, and distorting, as if the sky was about to break open a gap.

Such a sudden and strange scene made her vigilant, but the bottleneck of the Sword God Domain was about to be broken, and Xiao Hanyan didn't want to stop.

The churning in the dark night is getting stronger and stronger, like a turbulent wave, about to sweep away everything, the staggered thunder rumbles, Xiao Hanyan feels that a suction force from the black surge is approaching Yunhe Peak!

Xiao Hanyan didn't dare to delay, forcibly withdrew her strength, raised her hand and stirred with her ten fingers, and silently recited the mantra to summon back the sword on the other side, and the magic circle gradually disappeared at the moment when the crimson sword shadow disappeared, and she was also attacked by the power of the Sword God Domain.

Take a few steps back and vomit a mouthful of bright red essence blood.

The internal organs were like being twisted with a knife, and cold sweat broke out.

The crimson sword inserted in the ground was surrounded by countless golden halos all over at this time, and the expression on Xiao Hanyan's face changed from difference to surprise.

Five fingers together, "Whew! With a bang, the sword broke through the marble floor and flew towards his master.

Xiao Hanyan held the hilt of the sword flat, and the slender onion white jade fingers gently brushed the faintly hot sword body, and the bottleneck that had been stuck for five or six years was unexpectedly broken through because of the backlash.

It's a bit unexpected......

"Just, why is this the case today?" Xiao Hanyan sat cross-legged, and when he was pranayama, he looked up at the place where it was still churning, and the terrifying suction was gone, but such a strange celestial phenomenon had always existed.

It's not good.

The sword aura had not yet been recovered, and Xiao Han Yanlian sat down to breathe the strength in her body.

Got up and set up a barrier in the sky, cutting off all approach.

Looking at the faintly torn open night, Xiao Hanyan strengthened his strength and set up an enchantment.

After doing this, she barely breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Hanyan withdrew the sword aura, and the sword on the other side was also put away, and he walked towards the barrier he had just set up, and couldn't help but sigh.

I just practiced normally, and I actually pierced the sky, how should this be good...... It seems that the three elders will have to come and have a look tomorrow.

The ink-colored orchid skirt swayed slightly, and Xiao Hanyan walked back to the Purple Cloud Hall from the back mountain.

Fireflies flutter back and forth in the grass on the road, and stone lamps are built every ten steps, so that no one needs to walk at night and not be able to find the direction and see the road clearly.

"Hide, hide, don't come out of this seat again, you have to do it." Xiao Hanyan stood with her hands behind her back, and a sharp translucent cone exuding chill appeared on both sides of her, her snow eyes indifferent.

In a burst of stumbling, Xiao Hanyan turned around and looked indifferently at the thin young man who came out of the bushes on the side of the road, the fingers behind him moved slightly, and the Ling Cone around him disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Hanyan said coldly: "What are you doing here, your deeds are so suspicious, haven't you done something unseemly?" ”

Hearing this, Bei Mingxiu's thin face with sunken cheeks appeared panicked and helpless, his thin fingers grabbed the clothes in front of him, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

His hair, which had been scratched by the branches, drooped down his shoulders, made him look a little embarrassed.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xiao Hanyan lost his patience, and grabbed his small neck through the air, and retracted his fingers: "Don't say it, this seat will directly break your neck!" ”

The life of the Northern Meditation Cultivator seemed to be cut off from his neck, and he couldn't breathe air.

His sallow face turned liver-colored, and when he saw the undisguised killing intent in the glass-like eyes of the girl in front of him, he panicked inexplicably.

Staring at the dark eyes, he said with difficulty: "Sect Master is angry, the disciple is looking for you for something, and he doesn't dare to disturb your practice, so he has to ...... first Yes! ”

Xiao Hanyan let go of him in disgust and shook his wrist: "Since you are waiting for this seat, why didn't you show up early in the morning just now, squatting in the grass all the way, this seat thought there was a wild boar!" ”

Being scolded as a wild boar in front of him, Bei Mingxiu's face instantly turned red, but he only stubbornly pinched the corners of his clothes, and did not dare to refute anything.

Reflecting the light from the stone lamp on the side of the road, Xiao Hanyan's eyes stopped at the swollen lump bitten by the mosquito on the young man's neck, and there was more than one.

The eyelashes like a feather fan stretched, and a strong aura was gathered, and Xiao Hanyan turned around silently.

"If you don't keep up, can't you wait to feed the mosquitoes in the back mountain?"

The cold cheer from the front revealed a hint of sternness, and was faintly mixed with a little helplessness.

Beiming Xiu was stunned for a moment, relieved himself, his neck seemed to be pierced by the tip of a needle, his hand scratched his itchy and painful neck, and hurriedly followed the slender figure who was walking farther and farther.

In the Purple Cloud Palace, Xiao Hanyan sat on the main seat, his eyes were impermanent.

Li Yunshen brought in the tea and placed it on the sandalwood table. The best snow is full of fragrance.

He was just about to stand aside and wait, when Xiao Hanyan waved his hand to signal him to go down, and the latter looked at the hesitant young man in the hall, and respectfully stepped back.

Xiao Hanyan picked up the tip of the cloud and sniffed, the rich tea fragrance surrounded the nose, and even the whole body was more comfortable.

"Say, what's the point of waiting for this seat in the back mountain so late?" She took a sip of tea and raised her eyes to look at the North Meditation Cultivator.

The skinny boy seemed to have made up his mind, "Poof! Ying Sheng put his knees on the cold floor, and his surprisingly bright black eyes were full of stubbornness and forbearance: "Ask the sect master, accept the disciple as a disciple!" ”

It's this scene again, it's the same as in the previous life, but the location has changed.

Xiao Hanyan's eyebrows seemed to be smiling, and he put down the teacup and sat back, looking lazy.

opened his mouth and said: "This seat has made it clear that it will not accept apprentices, if you want to learn from a teacher, then this seat can let a few elders be your masters, and some of them you will learn." ”

Bei Mingxiu's hand on the side of his body was clenched, and he shook his head: "The three elders are good, but the disciple only wants to worship you as a teacher." ”

The temple was so quiet that you could hear the sound of needles falling on the ground.

Xiao Hanyan's face turned cold, he stood up, and his expanded aura was undoubtedly revealed: "Why are you so persistent? ”

She had carefully taught the Northern Meditation cultivation skills, and her life was also taken care of, and she never thought that there would be only a ruthless heart-piercing sneak attack, if there was no rebirth, her Xiao Hanyan would have disappeared in this world long ago.

The glory of the past has also disappeared with its own fading.

Bei Mingxiu didn't know what Xiao Hanyan was thinking in his heart, his forehead hit the ground, and when he raised his head again, the sight in front of him was in a trance.

Ignoring the pain of wanting to crack, he said bluntly: "Because the sect master is very strong and admired by the world, the disciple wants to become as strong as you!" ”

"What else? That's it? ”

The sect master standing in front of the main throne was fixing himself with a look that saw through everything, and the black eyes of the Northern Immortal Cultivator trembled, and his eyes were red: "Avenge the tragic death of my mother!" ”

Xiao Hanyan sneered, turned around indifferently, and there was a large picture of "Séance and Descent to the World" hanging behind the main seat, and she couldn't take her eyes off the portrait.

Asked the Northern Meditation Cultivator who was kneeling on the ground behind him: "The Qi Sect Mental Method requires cultivators to be calm, to empty everything, and never be troubled by anything in their cultivation and breed demons in their hearts. ”

Before the words arrived, she then turned her head sideways and continued: "This sect's cultivation pays attention to gradual and gradual progress, and you have excellent qualifications in the Northern Meditation Cultivation, but you are impetuous, and you are in a hurry to achieve success, which is really difficult to achieve great things. ”

"Your mentality may not be suitable for staying in the Qi Sect, tomorrow Japan will send someone to send you out of Ziyun Mountain, and when the time comes, this seat will give you a letter and let you go to a suitable place."

Xiao Hanyan felt that he had done his duty to do his part.

Calling someone else, in front of the criminals who deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors, he had already slashed the matter.

As for how this kid fell into the devil in his last life, she didn't bother to know, as long as she didn't make a fuss in the Qi Sect, she could go wherever he went.

At this moment, the heart of the Northern Meditation cultivator suddenly sank, panicked, and crawled forward with red eyes and trembling voices, and pleaded: "No, the disciple should not leave the Qi Sect, beg the sect master not to drive the disciple away!" The disciple knows that he is wrong! ”

Tonight is his delusional thoughts, he shouldn't have rashly asked for a teacher with a fluke heart, now he has made the sect master unhappy, and he finally became a disciple of the Qi Sect, he really doesn't want to leave......

The kowtow sound of "bang bang bang" made Xiao Hanyan annoyed for no reason, and she scolded angrily: "Enough! Get out! ”

Li Yunshen, who had been guarding outside the hall and did not go back to rest, heard the movement, hesitated for a moment, and walked in.

When he saw the tragic appearance of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, he was startled.

"It's just in time, this disciple is too unruly, he will ...... early tomorrow morning"

Before she could finish her words, Bei Mingxiu fainted with black eyes and fell to the ground.

"Hey, junior brother!" Li Yunshen looked at the sect master with an ugly face again and again.

Xiao Hanyan closed his eyes and waved silently.

After receiving the order, Li Yunshen hurriedly leaned over and picked up the unconscious Beiming Cultivator with one hand and went down to bandage the wound.

Xiao Hanyan sat back in the chair, put his hand on the armrest, his eyes faded with anger, he curled his fingers and kneaded his forehead, he was actually angry just now.

She is still not determined enough in the end, if the ancestor and the master are still there, she will have to teach herself again.

Master......

Xiao Hanyan's eyes were shining, and he got up and walked to the inner room of the dormitory, opened the quaint mulberry brocade box, and inside was quietly lying a Zongyu that he had been awarded when he was apprenticed.

Take it out and put it in your hand, walk to the crane dance cloud pine and lie down.

Hold up what you hold up and take a closer look.

The verdant Zongyu put on a stack of red braided cloisonné fringed strings, embellished with a full pearl luster.

The master has been away from the sect for nearly five hundred years, and he has never come back to see him during this period, so he must know that his apprentice no longer needs to worry about it.

Dissipating Fang Cai's unhappiness, Xiao Hanyan raised his head and stared at the ceiling of the glazed pearl in the East China Sea, shining.

The eyelashes were closed like a feather fan, and he fell asleep with Zong Yu unconsciously.

Not long after she fell asleep, the Zongyu in her hand emitted a slightly hot dark light, and her white palm was sensitive, so she subconsciously clenched it tightly.

Far away in the underground capital of the Demon Domain, it was extremely lively, and the demon cultivators celebrated the leader's birthday, and the magic fireworks on the street exploded for nearly half an hour.

Chi Li lazily leaned to the left on the luxurious golden carving dragon king chair, holding a jar of elixir and jade liquid in his pale and slender hand, shook it a few times, and poured half a pot of wine close to his lips.

The handsome face that seemed to be gentle and dignified was not much happier because of the full room of honorifics, but was a little gloomy.

The knees were covered with softness, the long eyebrows were slightly contemptuous, and Chi Li's deep cold eyes were full of disgust and murderous intent.

The long arm waved away and pasted it to the charming maid, who fell directly out of dozens of steps and fell to the ground vomiting blood.

Throwing down the overwhelmed demon cultivators, the inky brocade robe that mopped the floor swept the mandala pattern velvet carpet, and the slender figure disappeared into the corner of the main hall door.