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The little guy who was originally extremely intimate directly flapped his wings twice and flew into the empty brocade box, and then did not forget to close the brocade box.

"It seems that this little guy must be so happy!" Qin Yang couldn't help but shake his head, and didn't pay attention to this little guy.

I only heard a low cry from the brocade box again: "Squeak squeak squeak (I want to be alone)"

At this moment, there was a low knock on the door outside the room, Qin Yang couldn't help frowning, and hurriedly put away the easter eggs, frowning: "Who will it be so late?"

"Gongzi Qin, I heard that you are unwell, and the old man specially brought some tonic elixir to visit you!" and then a low and vicissitudes of life voice came through the door.

"It's really commendable perseverance!" Qin Yang couldn't help but smile bitterly, and shouted outside the door: "It turns out that the old valley master Ding is here, please come in, please come in!"

After seeing Qin Yang's answer, an old man who looked a little rickety walked in with a smile on his face, and said with an embarrassed face: "Ding's late night visit is really disturbing! Here are two hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, which are used to replenish the body of the virtuous nephew."

Ding Xinghua changed several titles in a row, obviously in a hurry.

"I know that I bother you to come? Two hundred-year-old Lingzhi want to go back to Qiushui Villa, Lao Tzu is now a person with a net worth of two billion, who is your virtuous nephew, how can you take advantage of me when you are so old. ”

Qin Yang couldn't help but scold secretly in his heart, but he still smiled and said: "Where did Senior Ding go, it should have been the junior who went to visit Senior Ding, but he was really sick and ashamed!"

Ding Xinghua hated it for a while, but he couldn't say it, he could only laugh again and again, saying that you are a senior, and I haven't seen you invite me to sit down and talk for so long.

"The seniors came to visit late at night, I'm afraid it's not just to send these two strains of Ganoderma lucidum to the juniors!"

Qin Yang only felt that zìjǐ suddenly seemed to be being watched by countless gazes, and his whole body was extremely uncomfortable, so he had to laugh dryly twice.

Although he still doesn't know what the Qing character generation represents, but thinking that even a strong man like Jingqiu has to call him a senior uncle, Qin Yang can't help but feel a hint of joy in his heart.

"Jingqiu didn't know that Uncle Qingxiao accepted you as a junior brother, how offensive it was. I still hope that Uncle Shi is not strange!" As he spoke, he saw Jing Qiu bowing down slightly, and said apologetically to Qin Yang.

"Senior Jingqiu, please get up quickly!" Qin Yang couldn't help but look embarrassed, and hurriedly stepped forward to support Master Jingqiu, and said in a deep voice.

Master Jingqiu's face was full of fear, and this was the reason why she turned around and shouted in a deep voice to the more than ten Qingyun Nunnery disciples behind her: "Why don't you all come to meet your Qingxing Master Ancestor. ”

I saw a group of little nuns explaining their faces full of ridicule, staring at each other for a moment, and then they all knelt on the ground in unison, and shouted respectfully: "Meet Uncle Qingxing!"

This time, Qin Yang was completely speechless, if he could still hold up Jingqiu's words about Uncle Shi before, now that this group of little nuns were kneeling in front of him, the words of Uncle Shi made him a little overwhelmed.

Qin Yang's actual age can be said to be only in his teens, but now he is surrounded by a group of little nuns, middle-aged nuns, and old nuns called Shi Shuzu, and he only feels dizzy in his mind.

"You guys hurry up, hurry up, everyone is zìjǐ people, don't be so polite. Qin Yang hurriedly waved his hand again and again, with a wry smile on his face.

"Hehe! It seems that Qingxiao's seniors value you very much, isn't it! Qingxing...... Master!" Nalan Weiwei slowly walked to Qin Yang's side and let out a burst of laughter like a silver bell.

Qin Yang couldn't help but glance at him, and was just about to speak, but he saw Nalan Weiwei directly wave his hand, yawned and said, "You zìjǐ play first! ”

After saying that, Nalan Weiwei stretched her waist and walked alone towards the attic above the Sword Breath Tower, as if what happened next had nothing to do with him.

It was only now that Qin Yang understood why the old man of Hanshan had not announced the candidate for the fourth place before, I am afraid that this person was Nalan Weiwei, otherwise how could he not be able to enter the top ten with Nalan Weiwei's ability.

It seems that the old man of Hanshan must have known something before, and Nalan Weiwei's identity is definitely not simple, and only a wronged boss like Li Hong would be stupid to ask for someone after someone used Dingyuan Zhu.

However, fortunately, the selection of disciples of the Northern Three Sects finally came to an end, and Zìjǐ entered the Qingyun Nunnery as he wished, and it would not arouse anyone's suspicion.

And then, as Nalan Weiwei expected, the various sects began to conduct a series of simple initiation ceremonies for the newly promoted disciples.

It is said to be simple, but in fact, it is some cumbersome rules that can no longer be cumbersome, in short, all kinds of kowtows, all kinds of bows, all kinds of vows, and all kinds of recitation of door rules for new disciples.

Of course, there are exceptions, at least Qin Yang doesn't have to do anything, the reason is that Qin Yang's seniority is too high, and the Qingxiao Immortal King is not present, and none of the people present are qualified to preside over his initiation ceremony, so they can only delay the initiation ceremony until after returning to the mountain, and the two ancestors of the Qingzi generation will preside over it personally.

Not only that, but because of his special status, Qin Yang was directly invited to the judge's seat, and a new disciple of Qingyun Nunnery had to kneel down and bow to Qin Yang.

This yīqiē looked in Wang Jianshan's eyes, his face was pale, but he didn't dare to say anything, what jokes he made, don't say that Qin Yang is now an ancestor-level figure of Qingyun Nunnery, even if it is an ordinary disciple of Qingyun Nunnery, he can't be left and right at will.

Wang Jianshan was not the only one who also felt like he was on pins and needles, even Teng Yunzi felt a burst of unpleasant breath, and couldn't help but regret that he shouldn't have offended Qin Yang by Wang Jianshan's demagoguery.

These cumbersome ceremonies lasted from the three poles of the sun until the sun was about to set, and the selection of the disciples of the three northern sects finally came to an end, and finally Qingyun'an received two disciples, in addition to Qin Yang, there was also a girl named Yuexi.

The Divine Sword Sect only received Duan Ming alone, because Liu Jianyi's identity was special, and he could not be regarded as a disciple received from the ice field in the true sense.

And it was Yun Luomen who really won the Grand Slam, and he alone took five of the top ten, but even so, Hu Jinshan was still full of depression, originally he was a genius disciple who was bound to win, but now he joined Qingyun Nunnery, and his heart was naturally not very happy.

And this time the selection of Bingyuan disciples has finally come to an end, and the disciples of each sect have seven days to deal with mundane things, and then they have to follow the predecessors of the three northern sects to return to their respective sects.

Although the selection of this disciple was over, Qin Yang did not feel relaxed at all, because there were some things that he still needed to deal with after all.

Sure enough, seeing that the matter here had just ended, Ding Xinghua walked towards Qin Yang with several disciples of the Twin Heart Valley, with a smile on his face, and he jumped and jumped when he walked.

"Congratulations to Brother Qin, you have joined the three northern factions as you wish, Ding Mou set up a banquet in Yunlai Lou tonight, and please ask my brother to give this face!"

It's just that when the words fell, Ding Xinghua felt that something was not right, because Mrs. Jingqiu and some other Mrs. Jingzi looked over with a displeased face.

Qin Yang didn't have a wry smile, he is now a Qing Xing in a daze, Jingqiu and the others are all going to call him uncle, and Ding Xinghua is actually called zìjǐ brother in front of so many people, isn't that clearly taking advantage of these old nuns.

Ding Xinghua also felt a little speechless, and just wanted to change his words, but looking at Qin Yang's immature cheeks, he didn't know what to call him, he couldn't call him Uncle Shi too!

Qin Yang couldn't help but smile indifferently, but he didn't embarrass him, and said with a slight fist: "I understand Lord Dinggu's heart, I won't eat this meal, how about I go to Qiushui Villa with you at noon tomorrow?"

Qin Yang naturally knew that Ding Xinghua was probably mostly for the sake of Qiushui Villa, and Zìjǐ was going to Qiushui Villa anyway before leaving the ice field, and there were some things there that Qin Yang remembered very much.

Ding Xinghua's face was full of embarrassment, but he didn't say much, just smiled lightly, hugged his fists and said, "It's so good, then I won't bother." ”

Saying that, seeing Ding Xinghua hurriedly leaving with his disciples, Qin Yang couldn't help but the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and said secretly: "Don't worry, I will definitely go to this Qiushui Villa, I just hope you won't regret it when the time comes." ”

The kōngqì around them all tightened, and a black mang slashed directly at Qin Yang's back.

"Boy, die!" But before Corot's laughter could be heard, his cheeks had completely frozen.

I saw that his golden black knife was slashed on an afterimage, and he suddenly secretly said that it was not good in his heart, and he hurriedly retreated.

"Since you're out, you don't have to leave over there" Qin Yangsen's cold laughter sounded from above Co Luo's head.

I didn't know when Qin Yang had already risen and descended from the sky, and the red feather in his hand released a scorching breath, enveloping Corot in it.

Corot wanted to escape, but found that his body was no longer able to move, and for a moment a fear of death enveloped his body.

He even felt that the aura on his body was flowing uncontrollably towards the outside of his body, and he was continuously sucked into the blood-colored long knife.

Even the essence and vitality in his body were rapidly dissipating, and his skin was becoming dull and shriveled.

"You can actually suck ......" Before Co Luo could finish speaking, Qin Yang directly inserted Chi Yu from his Heavenly Spirit Cover.

Co Luo's body quickly dried up, and Qin Yang's wrist stirred, directly exploding Co Luo's body into pieces.

"You actually killed Corot?" The five-rank master who was fighting with the Golden Silk Cloud Cat looked at Co Luo, who had exploded into pieces, and couldn't help but turn pale for a while, and was directly slapped and spat out a mouthful of blood under the sharp claws of the Golden Silk Cloud Cat.

Qin Yang naturally wouldn't ask Co Luo to tell the biggest secret, Chi Yu had already devoured Co Luo's life's aura essence and blood, Qin Yang only felt a tightness in his chest, and a tyrannical and bloodthirsty emotion rose from the bottom of his heart again.

Qin Yang hurriedly sat cross-legged and put away Chi Yu, now that he himself had used too much external force, he didn't dare to refine Ke Luo's aura at all.

His cultivation was directly descended back from the Jiupin Gangshi to the Jiupin Gangshi, but a thick and tyrannical Gangqi was still rampaging through his body.

Rumble!

I only heard a loud bang, and the Jiupin Dagang Master who was fighting against Zhong Fabai was directly smashed into the ice, and snow chips flew everywhere.

Zhong Fabai slapped his palm directly into the ice, only to hear a scream, that is, there was no movement.

The overall situation had been decided, Qin Yang couldn't help but put his mind at ease, and began to refine the Gang Qi in his body with a new look, and the Qiankun Nine Turning Decision was suddenly urged to the extreme.

The surging Gang Qi continued to rage in his body, and even the flesh and blood of his body began to have a feeling of tearing.

Fine beads of sweat flowed down Qin Yang's forehead, and all the pores were stinging like pinpricks.

Qin Yang used the chaotic Gang Qi in his body to follow the route of the Qiankun Nine Rotation Time and Time Again, and every time it was like being torn apart.

Half an hour later, the Gang Qi in Qin Yang's body finally fused under the combing of his unknown number of times, and it operated according to a fixed route, and a strong aura of the Gang Master emanated from his body.

But Qin Yang didn't have the slightest carelessness, and hurriedly turned out the true yuan again and began to run and condense along the meridians.

Qiankun Nine is decided, and Gang Qi and Zhenyuan must be promoted at the same time, otherwise there will be a risk of exploding and dying.

Advancing under this kind of qíngkuàng is completely a last resort, and it can be said that this time against Corot, it is completely a gamble with life.

If Co Luo wasn't too careless, as long as he delayed for another hour and a half, Qin Yang would definitely not be able to withstand the strength of half a jar of green bamboo wine.

Even now, if he couldn't raise the True Yuan cultivation to condensation, Qin Yang's situation would still be very dangerous.

However, now the true yuan condensed in Qin Yang's body was completely insufficient to support his promotion to condensation, but for a moment, Qin Yang felt that the true yuan in the meridians had a tendency to dry up, and his face was also blue and white.

"Boy, condense the energy stored in Akabane, otherwise you will die because of the uneven explosion of Gang Qi and True Yuan. The wolf-goblin groaned.

Qin Yang couldn't help frowning, with his current state, if he rashly condensed Co Luo's essence blood aura, there was a great chance that he would be counterattacked.

But if he didn't convert this power into True Yuan, he wouldn't be able to advance to Condensation Qi at all, and the chance of dying by exploding would be even greater.

"Don't hesitate, keep your mind, find Akabane's first sword soul as soon as possible, I will help you suppress that bloodthirsty aura first, but before fusing the sword soul, I will not be able to borrow power to you!" The wolf monster sighed helplessly, and directly stopped talking.

However, Qin Yang suddenly felt that the bloodthirsty intent in his body seemed to have been reduced a lot, because it should be the wolf monster who temporarily helped suppress Chi Yu's killing intent.

"I can't care so much, it seems that I must speed up and find the Akabane Sword Soul. Qin Yang frowned, but this time he no longer hesitated, and directly let go of the blockade of his body.

Suddenly, the true yuan that had been transformed in the red feather passed into his body, and Qin Yang guarded his mind and began to condense the true yuan again and again.

True Yuan is different from Gang Qi, if you want to promote Condensation Qi, you must condense Qi and transform into a form to form a True Yuan Cyclone in your body.

The probability of failure is also quite high, Qin Yang constantly purified the true yuan in his body, and the true yuan in the muscles and veins drove to the dantian.

A burning sensation continued to come out, causing him to tremble all over his body, and his eyes were already bloodshot.

For a while, the muscles, bones, and meridians in his body were all seriously injured, and Qin Yang forcibly endured the tingling pain and gathered the true yuan.

Yes!

With a roar of rage, he clearly felt that the true yuan in his body suddenly became gentle and clear, and above his dantian, an earthy yellow cyclone was quietly suspended, and streams of true yuan flowed out of the cyclone.

Is it finally a success?

Qin Yang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, he had finally promoted both Zhenyuan and Gang Qi at the same time, it seemed that it should be the second turn that could cultivate the Nine Turns of Qiankun.

Gooo

Just as Qin Yang was just about to run the Qiankun Nine Turn, he suddenly felt that the essence blood in his body actually began to gurgle.

It felt as if boiling water was boiling, and the blood light on his body had a feeling that it was about to burst at any moment.

How could this be? Qin Yang desperately suppressed it with Gang Qi and True Yuan, trying to calm down the boiling blood, but unfortunately, the more he suppressed, the stronger that feeling became.

"Boy, don't panic, this is the undead blood is beginning to be unsealed, and from now on your blood can be called the blood of the undead in the true sense. The wolf monster laughed a little excitedly.

Qin Yang was suddenly confused, it seemed that Du Qingru had also said that the hǎochù of the immortal spirit blood would naturally be able to reach it when he was promoted to the Gang Master.

But why do I feel like the blood vessels in my body are about to explode?

"It's not exploding, it's the undead blood that is removing the impurities in your body, you look at your body. ”

Qin Yang hurriedly rolled up his sleeves, only to see that on his veins, strands of black viscous matter were constantly being squeezed out, and the smell was extremely fishy.

In the blink of an eye, his entire body was covered with thick blood scabs, and a foul smell came from his body, wafting in the wind.

This kind of qíngkuàng lasted for about a quarter of an hour, and the blood in Qin Yang's body calmed down, and his whole person had already become a black clay figure, only showing two eyes and blinking.

Qin Yang can now feel that the Gang Qi and True Yuan in his body are more than a star and a half, and only when he is truly promoted to Gang Shi can he understand how big the gap between Gang Master and Gang Shi is.

Now he faintly felt that even if he didn't borrow the power of the wolf monster, he could now easily kill a Gang Master below the fifth rank, and even if he faced a Sixth Rank Gang Master, there would not be much of a problem.