As Xiao Xingchen left, Dikui Peak fell silent, and only a bright moon hung high in the galaxy, illuminating the night sky.

Qin Han sighed, don't say it, it's strange to live on a mountain peak alone.

After taking a cold shower before, he was so troubled by Xiao Xingchen that he was completely sleepy, so he simply returned to sit quietly under the apricot blossom tree, polishing and cultivating.

He had reached the extreme in the Forging Body Realm, and as long as he wanted to, he could step into the Qi Cultivation Realm at any time, but he didn't do so, but continued to check and fill in the gaps.

The night was quiet, and his mind quickly calmed down. While constantly polishing his body with spiritual power, he did not forget to comprehend the realm of boxing.

Although he has realized a royal avenue, there is a big gap between thinking and doing. Knowing boxing and punching are not the same thing.

……

In the Earth Spirit Peak, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

An elder touched the sweat on his forehead, "It's okay, it's okay, that thing, it's gone after all." ”

The Patriarch of the Northern Sword Sect fell from the sky, and the golden sword suspended at the center of his eyebrows had disappeared without a trace, obviously being taken back.

After landing on the ground, the Patriarch of the Northern Sword Sect exhaled a breath of turbidity.

If Xiao Xingchen really wanted to make a move against the Sword Immortal before, then there would inevitably be an extremely tragic battle in the entire Northern Sword Gate. At that time, I don't know how many peaks will be left in the one hundred and eight peaks of the North Sword Gate.

Thankfully, nothing happened.

As Xiao Xingchen left, the cold aura that enveloped the entire Northern Sword Gate gradually dissipated, and Lang Lang reappeared.

After everyone rejoiced, they were surprised by the boldness and inexplicable courage of the Sword Immortal.

What's even more incomprehensible is that a terrifying person like Xiao Xingchen will be scolded away by the sword immortal, is this the legendary 'scolding ghost'? It is difficult for people to discern the real reason for this.

The Patriarch of the Northern Sword Sect closed the coffin and concluded, "No matter why it retreated, but this Patriarch feels that it will not come out again in a short time, so the disciples and elders, just go back and forth." By the way, the three elders Xu Ke, Cheng You, and Long Yu still have to stay here, and if there is any movement, they will immediately notify the sect master! ”

Many disciples and many elders who came one after another all clenched their fists and listened to the order, but only Elder Long Yu did not make a sound.

The Patriarch of the Northern Sword Sect was puzzled, "Elder Long, what are the difficulties?" ”

As the patriarch spoke, everyone turned their eyes to Long Yu, the elder of the inner gate.

But in the eyes of everyone, Elder Long Yu spat out a mouthful of blood! The blood was dark black, and when it fell to the ground, it froze instantly, and wisps of cold air came out!

Everyone's hearts tightened, and they said anxiously: "Elder Long, what's wrong with you!" ”

Elder Long Yu stretched out his hand to signal everyone not to step forward, then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the ancestor and said guiltily:

"Ancestor, I'm afraid that Long Yu can't continue to stay here, when I fought against Xiao Xingchen's palm before, a cold and incomparably cold force rushed into my body, if I don't retreat and recuperate, I'm afraid Long Yu will die in a few days."

The Patriarch of the Northern Sword Gate looked at it fixedly, and there was a strange and incomparably cold power in the body of Elder Long Yu, which was indeed from Xiao Xingchen's handwriting, so he said in a slow voice:

"Since Elder Long is injured, let's go back to recuperate as soon as possible, it's enough to have Elder Cheng and Elder Xu here."

"Ancestor Xie." Elder Long Yu thanked him.

The Patriarch of the Northern Sword Sect nodded and was about to leave. But after Long Yu, who bowed and saluted, got up, he asked the doubts in everyone's hearts:

"Patriarch, Long Yu will not be able to come out of this retreat for a year and a half, before the retreat to heal, I want to ask the patriarch to solve my doubts! This Xiao Xingchen, was he really just a disciple two hundred years ago? ”

The patriarch of the Northern Sword Sect frowned, and after a while, his eyebrows stretched, and he said abruptly: "Yes, no." ”

After leaving such an ambiguous answer, the figure of the Patriarch of the Northern Sword Sect disappeared in place, completely ignoring the many confused elders and disciples who listened.

Summer insects can't talk to them, it's not arrogant, it's really a good word.

After many disciples and elders reacted, they hurriedly bowed deeply to the night sky: "We send off the ancestor!" ”

……

Time passed quietly, and after that thrilling night passed, the elders Cheng You and Elder Xu Ke who stayed in the Dikui Peak monitored diligently for five days, but Xiao Xingchen did not appear again after all.

Only Qin Han sat alone under the apricot blossom tree in the Dikui Peak and meditated quietly, like an old monk in meditation, and he sat for five days.

The Trapping Array that the Patriarch had spent a lot of money on outside the Thunder Fire Peak had never been activated.

The two elders breathed a sigh of relief and began to drink tea and play chess in the Earth Spirit Peak.

Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry, hops, tea. Those who are good at the piano are able to be calm, those who are good at chess are wise and wise, those who are good at writing are affectionate and sexual, those who are good at painting are perfect and beautiful, those who are good at poetry rhyme are in their hearts, those who are good at wine are confidants, those who are good at tea cultivate their sentiments, and those who are good at painting have a pleasant character.

It's enough to be immersed in one or two.

Of course, the biggest beneficiary of Xiao Xingchen's incident is none other than Mu Yi, the peak master of Earth Spirit Peak and the outer disciple.

Since Mu Yi received the patriarch and the sect master and many elders, when he entered the sect, those elders of the outer sect who were silent on weekdays would come up to him with a smile and say, "Mu Gongzi, you are here!" ’

There are many arrogant geniuses who are above the top on weekdays, and when they meet him, most people will nod their heads. Even if you go to the bazaar and buy some items, the price can be much lower.

But after all, the young man is a stuffy gourd who can only practice, and can perceive these subtle changes, but he can't understand the reasons for these changes, and only feels flattered.

In the Earth Spirit Peak, the two elders did not break their promise, and in these five days, one person passed down a strong horizontal technique to Mu Yi, the outer disciple of this honest Mu Ne.

As for the fact that Elder Long Yu promised to pass on a spell to Mu Yi, although Long Yu was injured and retreated, the two elders did not replace him.

Because the higher the cultivation realm, the more you can appreciate the mysterious power contained in the word cause and effect. Even the smallest thing can have a corresponding cause and effect, like throwing a small grain of sand into a lake, without stones, the surface of the water will still ripple, but it is only imperceptible.

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In the Dikui Peak, Qin Han, who was sitting quietly under the apricot blossom tree, slowly opened his eyes, and in an instant, the whole body erupted with mysterious golden light, wisps of golden spiritual power surrounded the whole body, and his eyes were full of light.

He slowly reined in his might, and everything returned to silence. Qin Han stood up, and a round of red sun on the east side of the mountain peak climbed to the top of the mountain peak.

Qin Han climbed a large stone used for meditation on the top of the mountain, standing here, he had a wide field of vision, and he could look at the peaks of several surrounding peaks.

After looking at the scenery alone for a while, Qin Han suddenly noticed the sound of the formation token, and through the formation, he saw that Lin Ying, the manager of the boxing gym, was standing outside the mountain peak with two women.

Qin Han smiled and opened the formation.

Sure enough, a moment later, Steward Lin slowly climbed the mountain.

Qin Han was the first to speak, "Steward Lin, why do you have time to come to me?" Why, your face is so heavy, and you have something on your mind? ”

Seeing the Sword Immortal, Steward Lin's heavy mood was soothed a lot, and he scolded with a smile: "You kid, you are really heartless, you can make me sad to death these days, and you can still laugh?" ”

Qin Han wondered, "What happened?" ”

Steward Lin looked surprised, "Tomorrow is the day you challenge a thousand consecutive victories, aren't you worried?" ”

"So that's what I'm supposed to do. Come on, come on, steward Lin, come in first and have a cup of tea and then talk slowly! By the way, these two girls are ......" The two women who followed Steward Lin up the mountain were both seventeen or eighteen-year-old Huanghua daughters.