"Senior sister bothered to teach Qingzhu the secret of meditation and Qinggang, how dare she not work hard to cultivate and live up to her sister's hard work. Qin Yu said.

Yi Qian'er didn't seem to expect Qin Yu to say such a playful thing, she was slightly stunned, and then smiled: "Giggles, I thought you were the same as that third senior brother, you are both elm heads, I didn't expect that the little junior brother would be able to say such a witty thing."

"Little junior brother, in the future, you go to the back mountain to cultivate, I will accompany you, the senior brother always looks righteous and awe-inspiring, the second senior brother is busy cultivating, and the third senior brother is even more elm-headed, he doesn't understand the customs at all, and he is bored to death when he stays in the garden. ”

Qin Yu nodded slightly, but did not refuse.

In the next few days, most of the time, Qin Yu and Yi Qian'er spent most of their time in the mountains behind Qingzhu Garden, and of course the canary, but it didn't seem to be satisfied with Yi Qian'er's arrival, but it was like a jealous little woman.

Although Qin Yu spends most of his time cultivating, he is still a second-grade martial artist, and the realm of martial artists is a watershed in the way of martial arts.

Yi Qian'er is like a tireless bird, talking non-stop all day long, and the most talked about is a person named "Hao Jianfeng", which can be said to be extremely admired and admired.

This made Qin Yu feel a little awkward in his heart, and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel a little curious about Hao Jianfeng.

On this day, the night is deep, but I can't sleep, the night is dark and the wind is high, the moon and stars are scarce, and the breeze blows through Qin Yu's skin, bringing a refreshing coolness.

Under the cool moonlight, Qin Yu's figure swept rapidly in the jungle, like a jaguar.

At this moment, there is no one in the mountains, and Qin Yu does not need to hide his strength, and his rich qi is swimming like a dragon among the eight canons.

Walking like flying, the figure is moving, the heart is happy and awe-inspiring, and I can't help but look up to the sky and howl, and the whistling echoes in the mountains and forests for a long time.

After running like this for a long time, he has already left the peak where the Qingzhu Garden is located. Qin Yu felt a little tired, stopped, and looked around, but he didn't know where he went.

was about to return, but suddenly smelled a burst of wine wafting in the wind, and then listened to a few hearty laughter, and secretly said in his heart: I don't know who has this Yaxing, drinking here to enjoy the moon. Surprised, he followed the fragrance of wine.

Within a moment, Qin Yu saw a pavilion in the distance, and the rich aroma of wine emanated from it. When I got closer, I saw two figures, one fat and one thin, raising their glasses and drinking, which were the two people I saw at the gate of the mountain today.

"Huh, is that you?"

The two obviously remembered Qin Yu, but it was late at night, and they were still a little surprised by Qin Yu's sudden arrival.

"Hehe, would you like a drink?" the fatter man laughed.

Qin Yu didn't answer, he swept directly into the pavilion, raised the wine in the cup, and drank it all, the wine was fragrant, refreshing and mellow. The wine entered the abdomen, and a warm current instantly spread to the whole body, sweeping away the fatigue caused by the wild running, exhaling a deep breath of turbidity, and the spirit was lifted.

"Good wine!"

Qin Yu praised that this wine not only has a mellow aroma, but also has the effect of refreshing and washing.

"Du Biwu's wine, even in the entire Jiuhua Sect, few people can enjoy it, your kid is blessed today. The tall and thin man Chen Baichuan quipped.

The corners of Du Biwu's mouth lifted a smile, and he did not shirk Chen Baichuan's praise, obviously quite confident in his winemaking skills.

Du Biwu smiled without saying a word, picked up the wine jug, poured three glasses, the wine was cool, and the aroma of wine was overflowing. The three of them raised their glasses to invite the moon, staggered their plans, and drank them all.

At the bottom of the wine glass, Qin Yu only felt that there was still a fire burning in his abdomen, extremely hot, but indescribably comfortable. With two glasses of wine in his stomach, Qin Yu's cheeks flushed, and his eyes were indulgent, already a little drunk.

In a daze, he saw that Chen Baichuan didn't know when, and there was an extra Gu Xiao in his hand.

The sound of the flute is melodious, clear and lonely, such as the bright moon, the mighty breeze, and like the vast mist, fluttering green willows, quiet and elegant, poetic and picturesque.

The sound of the flute entered his ears, Qin Yu was like a spring breeze, and his heart was quiet, and before he knew it, Qingzhu Jingxin had entered another realm, and he was greatly overwhelmed by it, and he also admired Chen Baichuan.

Listening to this flute sound, Du Biwu poured himself a glass of wine, his eyes narrowed slightly, savoring it, and his body swayed with the sound of the flute, quite happy.

A bright moon hangs high, the stars twinkle, the melodious sound of the flute, the fragrant wine, the ancient pavilion and the green platform, forming a beautiful picture.

Suddenly, the breeze came, the moon shadow was thin, and the branches and leaves swayed and rustled. Chen Baichuan's eyes suddenly flashed with a trace of fine light, and the style of music changed, high and steep sonorous.

The sound of the flute is loud, magnificent and majestic, such as the lonely smoke of the desert, the sunset of the long river, laughing at the wind and clouds, who else can I be.

But I saw Du Biwu's eyes open sharply, the rest of the wine in the cup was empty, the wine glass touched the stone table, the sound was crisp, and then the essence in his eyes burst out, and he didn't know where to pick up a long sword.

Qiang ......

The long sword came out of its sheath, and the cold and cold light flashed, and it let out a crisp scream. Du Biwu's figure jumped up, and he arrived outside the pavilion, turning the sword dance, the sword shadow was heavy, and the cold light was shining, as if competing with the bright moon.

"A little bit of cold light!"

Du Biwu groaned, pointing at the sky, a little cold light shot up a thousand feet of light, rising to the sky, wanting to cut the stars and the moon and pierce the sky.

"What's the point of laughing at the storm!"

The groan rose again, the long sword was recycled, the cold light disappeared, and he stood with his hands in his hands, and he had the potential to look at the world.

"Lingyunzhi is buried deeply, and he is the emperor when he encounters the storm!"

The blade of the sword turns again, the cold light converges, and the long sword points to, all things are subdued, and it dominates the world.

..................

January, a sword, a Gu Xiao;

The moon is bright, the sword dances, and the sound of the flute is raised.

The night was poignant, the shadows of the trees were swaying, such a good night, Qin Yu couldn't help but be a little stunned, and before he knew it, there were two cups in his stomach.

The drunkenness struck, and in the confusion, I faintly heard Du Biwu chanting: "Sing about wine, life is geometric, fast, fast!"

After that, Qin Yu was already overwhelmed by the strength of alcohol and fell asleep.

The sun is rising, the sky is bright, and the entire Jiuhua Mountain is shrouded in a vast mist, like a light veil for a girl to cover her shame.

In the ancient pavilion, Qin Yu slowly opened his hazy eyes, rubbed his slightly aching forehead, and found that he was wearing a mink coat on his body, recalling the drunkenness of last night, but it was as confusing as a dream.

Qin Yu let out a light snort, stretched his stiff muscles and bones, exhaled a breath of turbidity, suddenly felt refreshed, and his spirit was shocked, and then he stopped staying longer and swept towards the direction of Qingzhu Garden.

There are many tree species in Jiuhua Mountain, and it is the golden autumn season at this time, Qin Yu picked some wild fruits along the way, which are sweet and sour, and the juice is overflowing. Jiuhua Mountain has a strong aura, and these wild fruits are far from being comparable to secular fruits, which are not only delicious, but also have great benefits for the cultivation of martial artists.

Qin Yu walked straight towards the mountain behind the Qingzhu Garden, in the early morning, the aura was the most abundant, this excellent opportunity for cultivation must not be missed.

On the boulder of the peak of the back mountain, Qin Yu sat here, exhaling and accepting the spirit, and at the same time cultivating Qinggang and Qingzhu to meditate, like a monk sitting still.

The sun gradually rose, and the mist that shrouded the mountains and forests faded away, and the warm sunlight shone on Qin Yu's body.

At this moment, Qin Yu's eyes suddenly opened, and a wisp of essence burst out, and he jumped up, and he was more than ten zhang high. Then he flipped down, reached out with his palm, and slapped the boulder under him.

bang

Five fingers were sunk deep in the boulder, and the next moment, the boulder cracked open with a "click" sound.

"Three-rank martial artist!"

Qin Yu said secretly in his heart, and the corners of his mouth lifted a touch of joy. Qin Yu was still some distance away from the realm of the third-grade martial artist, and he never thought that drinking yesterday would have such a great effect that he directly let himself enter the realm of the third-grade martial artist.

In the next few days, Qin Yu still spent time with Yi Qian'er and Canary in cultivation, the sun rose and came out, and the sun returned. It's a little boring, but it's very fulfilling. Occasionally, when I think of listening to Xiao tasting wine that night, I can't help but feel a little greedy, and I want to go to the ancient pavilion again, but I don't know if the two are still there.

Qin Yu finally knew that Hao Jianfeng, who was in Yi Qian'er's mouth that day, was the eldest disciple of Qingyun Peak's Huaqing Sect, and it was said that he was a wizard who practiced martial arts.

On this day, Qin Yu was cultivating in the back mountain, and suddenly heard Yi Qian'er's clear voice.

"Little junior brother, come down the mountain with me, Daddy has something important to announce. Yi Qian'er said.

When Qin Yu heard this, he galloped towards the bottom of the mountain with Yi Qian'er.

As soon as he came out of the back mountain, he saw from a distance that everyone had already gathered, only Qin Yu and Yi Qian'er were missing, and the pace was a little faster.

When the two arrived, Yi Butong cleared his throat and said: "Yesterday, when I went to Yaofeng, it coincided with the release of the first new pill of Yaofeng, so I left a Tongmai Qi Gathering Pill, and I summoned you here today to discuss who is the most suitable for this pill." ”

Everyone's expressions were shocked, and the first seat of the Medicine Peak personally refined the Tongmai Qi Gathering Pill, and its effect was enough to make any Jiuhua Sect disciple greatly improve his strength.