Not to mention Qin Yu, Changsheng, and Jian Wufeng, they drank proudly, but said that the wine bag had bottomed out, Qin Yu said goodbye to the two of them and went straight to the peak of art.

Although Shufeng is not as majestic as Qingyun Peak, it is not urgent that Qingyun Peak is steep, but there are maple leaves in the mountains that are red like fire, swaying with the wind, looking at it from a distance like a sea of fire, the red waves are undulating, rippling layer by layer, it can be regarded as a kind of strange beauty.

Before reaching the peak of the technique, he heard the laughter and laughter, and Qin Yu couldn't help but feel a little happy in his heart. When he got closer, he saw more than a dozen disciples of Shufeng frolicking and playing, so unhappy, and Butterfly Dance was also having fun.

Butterfly Dance is well-behaved and cute, and smart and clever, as soon as he enters the peak, he is deeply loved by his senior brother and sister, and at this time he is surrounded by everyone, and a group of people are frolicking with each other and smiling.

Qin Yu called out softly, "Butterfly Dance", hearing Qin Yu's voice, Butterfly Dance hurriedly turned around and looked, and when she saw Qin Yu's figure, she immediately shouted "Brother Qin Yu" in surprise, and immediately left everyone, ran towards Qin Yu, and crashed into Qin Yu's arms.

"Brother Qin Yu, why are you here?" Butterfly Dance's jade arms hugged Qin Yu tightly, against Qin Yu's chest, her face rose and she was red, her shyness was infinite, her heart was like a deer crashing, thumping.

The delicate body entered his arms, Qin Yu only smelled a girl's fragrance, and suddenly touched the softness of the two places on his chest, pushed it away, and did not retreat, hesitated for a while, his heartbeat accelerated, and he suddenly became nervous, so he could only reply: "I have nothing to do, and I think we haven't seen each other for a while, so let's take a look." ”

Hearing this, Butterfly Dance became more and more joyful and hugged her tighter, which made all the male disciples of Shufeng envious. The female disciple's eyes were also a little shocked, I don't know who this young man is, and he let the little junior sister throw herself into her arms like this.

Sensing the strange gaze, Qin Yu felt a little unnatural, and said, "Quickly let go, your senior brothers and sisters are watching." ”

Butterfly Dance didn't follow, her jade lips curled slightly, and she said coquettishly: "I don't want it." ”

Qin Yu shook his head and smiled bitterly: "If you don't let go, I'm afraid those senior brothers of yours will rush up and beat me together." ”

Only then did Die Wu understand what Qin Yu was referring to, let go of her hands, immediately said goodbye to everyone, and walked towards a place where Qin Yu was uninhabited.

The red-hot maple leaves fell to the ground, and the two of them sat on the maple leaves, only listening to the butterfly dance like a chirping magpie, talking non-stop, Qin Yu listened quietly, and occasionally said a few words, and before he knew it, half an hour had passed.

Qin Yu got up to say goodbye, Butterfly Dance was reluctant, grabbed Qin Yu's arm tightly, Qin Yu had to say that he would come to see her again in a few days, and Butterfly Dance gave up.

Looking at Qin Yu's gradually blurred back, tears flashed in Butterfly Dance's eyes, it was just the girl's mind, but Qin Yu was ignorant.

Leaving Shufeng, Qin Yu did not delay for a moment, and walked towards the Bauhinia Garden.

After entering the Bauhinia Garden, it took a lot of twists and turns to learn that Lianmeng was cultivating in a valley.

The stream in the valley was flowing, misty and misty, as soon as he entered the valley, Qin Yu felt a trace of chill, his whole body was cool, and he couldn't help but feel a shock.

Qin Yu looked around, and suddenly saw a woman in green clothes sitting on the pebbles by the stream, it was really a raw sinking fish and geese, a shy flower in the closed moon, white clothes were better than snow, her skin was like clotted fat, her eyebrows were like light willow smoke, and her eyes were like bright moon and clear waves. However, such a beautiful face, but it is as cold as a thousand years of ice, like a snow-capped mountain and a cold plum, a glacial red leaf, there is a cold flash in the eyes, looking at each other, people unconsciously shudder, not a dream, who is it.

Pity Meng noticed it, turned around and looked, and saw that it was Qin Yu, he was slightly startled, and then smiled, and suddenly the ice and snow melted, clear and bright, Qin Yu was a little stunned for a while. It wasn't until Mercy called him that he came back to his senses, walked towards Mercy, and sat down beside her.

At this time, he was haunted by dreams on weekdays, and there were countless words that wanted to tell him that the woman was in front of him, but Qin Yu became nervous, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't speak.

"How are you doing?" Qin Yu finally asked.

"Pretty good, how about you?"

"Not bad, either. ”

After just two sentences, Qin Yu didn't know what to say, the two sat side by side, listening to the murmuring of the stream in the valley, peeking at each other from time to time, looking at each other and smiling.

Time seemed to freeze, Qin Yu wanted to stay at this moment forever, but suddenly thought of the anxiety and resentment of Changsheng when he suddenly encountered the aftermath of the war that day, when Lianmeng was bleeding and injured, thinking of Lianmeng Changsheng and Lianmeng knowing each other for a longer time and having a deeper friendship; thinking of Changsheng's excellence that he couldn't match, when the three of them were together, he could only be a supporting role. Immediately, my heart was full of bitterness, and the pain was unbearable, as if I had been pricked by a needle.

The sky was dark, and although Qin Yu was very reluctant in his heart, he had to leave. In the mountains and forests, Qin Yu's body moved, burying his head and running wildly, as if he wanted to vent all the depression in his heart.

Back in Qingzhu Garden, the night was getting deeper, Qin Yu couldn't sleep, but he had nothing to do, so he could only get up and cultivate. From the bosom out of a jade box, in the moonlight, the color is more bright and soft, the surrounding aura condensed, the aura into the body, slowly circulating, suddenly feel light and smooth, swept away tired.

Opening the jade box, the golden light flashed, and there was a round golden pill, and in an instant, the rich aura was permeated, and Qin Yu was afraid that the medicinal power would pass, so he hurriedly swallowed it in his mouth.

The pill melts in the mouth, the fragrance overflows, and the strong medicinal power suddenly enters the spleen and lungs, spreading to the whole body. The limbs and bones are like greedy babies, greedily absorbing the power of medicine, and the qi in the meridians is like a rising tide and a river, rolling and flowing.

Qin Yu hurriedly ran his brute strength, the tide of true qi flowed freely among the twelve canons, and soon, Qin Yu entered the realm of the fourth-grade martial artist, but the medicinal power did not decrease at all, and the true qi continued to skyrocket, sprinting towards the third-grade martial artist.

Qin Yu was shocked in his heart, he didn't think that this Heavenly Spirit Pill would have such a powerful medicinal power, and it really deserved to be one of the top pills in the Medicine Peak. Calm down and try to dissolve the strong medicinal power.

However, in the time of a stick of incense, Qin Yu had already stepped into the realm of a third-grade martial artist, his qi was like a swimming dragon, tumbling and flowing, and he was more than several times stronger. Thanks to Qin Yu's adventure in the cave that day, the meridians of the whole body are fully opened, tenacious and broad, if he is an ordinary person, the meridians will inevitably burst, and his life will be worried.

The true qi in the body climbed to the peak of the third-grade martial artist, and only then stopped, although the medicinal power was lost, but most of it was deposited in Qin Yu's hundred remains, Qin Yu only felt that he had inexhaustible strength, and the strength of ** was even better than before.

For the whole night, Qin Yu spent the whole night in cultivation, stabilizing the realm of the third-grade martial artist. When it was dawn, Qin Yu slowly opened his eyes, but he felt that his spirit was shaken, and he did not feel tired.

After cleaning his body, Qin Yu flew out, and with a slight jump, he could be higher than Qingzhu, and for a while, Qin Yu was a little unable to adapt.

After running for a while, Qin Yu adapted, and the qi in the meridians was like a swimming dragon, and the waves were flowing. I saw that his body was as light as a swallow, and his toes tapped the bamboo branches, and he could leap up, and the bamboo shadow flew back, and the placket was inspired. Qin Yu was happy in his heart and hurried towards the back mountain.

The east is white, the mist is vast, and in the blur, I can only see a round of red sun slowly rising from the distant mountain peaks. Qin Yu sat on top of the bluestone, cultivating the green bamboo to calm down and decide Qinggang, but his heart could not be determined.

Although it had only been two days since the blood sword left his body, Qin Yu felt as if something was missing, his heart was empty, and he was anxious. Qin Yu only hoped that tomorrow night would come early so that he could retrieve the blood sword.

On two days and nights, the bright moon is like a hook, the clear light is like water, the branches are thin willows, and the shadows of the trees are swaying.

Under the cold moonlight, the ancient pavilion stands, the green smoke curls in the pavilion, a person in white stands upright, bows his head and brows, and a hole of Gu Xiao blows slowly. The sound of the flute is clear, as if there is nothing, just like this green smoke and cold moon.

There is a pot of fine wine on the table, the wine is mellow and fragrant, and if you don't drink it, you will already feel a little drunk.

Du Biwu sat at the stone table, closed his eyes and smiled, holding a glass of wine in his hand, and taking a sip from time to time. The other finger tapped gently on the edge of the table to the rhythm of the flute.

Qin Yu didn't bother, sat in the pavilion, poured a glass of sake for himself, and tasted it.

After a long time, the sound of the flute gradually subsided, and the two looked up at each other, smiled happily, and each picked up two glasses of sake and drank it all.

Then, Du Biwu picked up a long sword, the scabbard was deep, like the stars of the nine heavens. With a crisp roar, the long sword came out of its sheath, and the blood flashed, but when I saw a blood-colored long sword, it seemed to come from the blood prison, and the anger was pressing.

Du Biwu stared for a moment, then the blood sword entered the sheath and threw it at Qin Yu. Qin Yu hurriedly caught it, stroked the sword body, and felt a lot more steady in his heart.

Du Biwu said: "A sword has a spirit, it can be regarded as a good sword." The sword must first be connected to its soul and heart, so that it can be unhindered, so that the human sword is one, and the sword is one or two. ”

Qin Yu knew that Du Biwu had the intention to teach him, and immediately asked, "How can I communicate with the sword spirit?"

"The heart is like stopping water, empty and nothing, the mind is condensed in the air, and the qi is poured into the sword body. Open your heart and savor it. ”

Qin Yu closed his eyes, as Du Biwu said, his heart was as calm as water, his mind was condensed in qi, and slowly flowed towards the sword body.

However, the moment the qi entered the sword body, Qin Yu felt as if he had cold eyes staring at him, gloomy and cold, which made people feel creepy.

Without waiting for Qin Yu to think more, a powerful ferocious aura swept towards him, as if he was in the Nine Abyss Hell, swallowed by boundless darkness, and the breath of death surrounded him heavily. Qin Yu was horrified, and hurriedly ran the true qi, but he couldn't stop it, the true qi flowed backwards, and immediately his throat was sweet, and blood sprayed out.

Du Biwu was suddenly frightened, teleported behind Qin Yu, his palm against his vest, and his qi was like a river bursting on the embankment, rolling into Qin Yu's body, and at this moment, the fierce qi had already occupied half of Qin Yu's body. Du Biwu snorted lightly, his qi surging like a tide, quickly occupying the other half of Qin Yu's body, and immediately rushed towards that evil qi, wanting to squeeze it out of Qin Yu's body.

However, no matter how hard Ren Du Biwu tried, he could barely keep the other half of Qin Yu's body from the erosion of evil qi, and it was far from enough to drive him out.

Du Biwu was shocked, he had long known that this blood sword was a fierce sword, which was extremely difficult to control, but he had never thought of being so weird and domineering. ”