"Little junior sister!"

Qiu Fang pushed open the door with a happy face, and crossed the low threshold in one step, the blood flow around his body seemed to speed up, and his face was even more breezy with a spring breeze, as if a dark cloud had broken through.

However, in the next moment, Qiu Fang's smile froze on his face, and the hand holding the wooden door was trembling, and his pupils shrank slightly, as if he had seen something terrible.

After autumn, the autumn nights are longer, the days come later, although the foggy sky is white, the room is still a little dim, a candle flame jumps, the angular cheeks of Xiong Junqi are more cold, the young man saw this, he couldn't help but gasp.

Finished! Uncle Jiu said that he would not let me enter the dense forest again, and seeing this situation, he probably knew where I was going.

Qiu Fang muttered silently in his heart, and then looked at Fu Zhi who was waiting respectfully on the side, Xiong Junqi was sitting at the table, and the girl was waiting behind him, seeing Qiu Fang rushing in with high interest, he frowned slightly, pursed his thin lips, and winked at the young man, as if to say, "Uncle Jiu knows, be careful when you speak."

Qiu Fang understood, and hurriedly bowed his head to Xiong Junqi, and said softly, "I've seen Uncle Jiu."

Xiong Junqi didn't answer, but stood up suddenly, his black robe reached the ground, his long black hair tied behind his head, and the candlelight jumped on him in spots, cold as if a god had descended into the world.

After a while, Xiong Junqi snorted coldly, "Where did you go?"

"Jungle." With Fu Zhi reporting the news behind his back, Qiu Fang didn't dare to lie, just buried his head and replied respectfully.

Although Xiong Junqi has an order first, he did not enter the jungle on his own, but with the guidance of the snake, so that even if he breaks the rules, there is a reason for it, even if Xiong Junqi asks, he also has a legitimate reason.

But Xiong Junqi has never been a person who plays cards according to common sense, he did not scold Qiu Fang, but raised the cherished sword as his life, horizontal in the air, looked at the scabbard with empty eyes and said: "Reflecting on more than ten days, what has been the progress?"

Xiong Junqi's question, but Qiu Fang was a little speechless, he is not cooking every day, or practicing, the so-called reflection, obviously he was punished so far is a misunderstanding, how can he talk about reflection?

Seeing that Qiu Fang didn't answer for a long time, Xiong Junqi put the long sword heavily on the wooden table, the huge strength and the heavy silver sword made the wooden table shake slightly, and the candlestick placed on it was clearly extinguished for a while, and it took a while to stabilize his body, and the glimmer returned to warmth again.

"Can you improve your swordsmanship?" Xiong Junqi asked.

Qiu Fang lowered his head, pursed his lips, showed a look of embarrassment, and said in his heart: "You don't want to let you teach me to practice swords, but now in the end, you ask me if my swordsmanship is improving."

But what he thought in his heart was what he thought in his heart, how dare he speak out, as a drop of cold sweat suddenly slipped from his sideburns, the young man had no choice but to reply, "Uncle Shi, the snake king is gone."

Surprise can defeat the enemy, the young man has read a lot of military books, since Xiong Junqi does not take the initiative to mention this matter, then take the initiative for himself, as long as he holds his breath, it is not a big deal.

Sure enough, Xiong Junqi obviously didn't imagine what would happen to the gluttonous snake, and when he saw Qiu Fang say such an ambiguous sentence, he couldn't help but frown, his cold gaze flowed, and it took a long time before he spoke, "Why are you leaving?"

"Dead." Qiu Fang replied without thinking.

Xiong Junqi was obviously stunned, and was about to speak, when Xiao Mingtao in Qiufang's sleeve spit out a red letter and showed his head. Xiao Mingtao saw that there were two humans in front of him in addition to Qiu Fang, so he glanced back at Qiu Fang suspiciously, and then was stunned and retracted his head as if afraid.

"What is this?" Xiong Junqi hurriedly asked, he probably guessed that Qiu Fang's trip to the dense forest must be a little extraordinary.

Seeing that Xiong Junqi had no intention of blaming himself for the time being, Qiu Fang told Xiong Junqi in detail how to follow the snake into the dense forest, how to enter a strange cave, and how to learn to play the string book, get the peach blossom bracelet, etc., Xiong Junqi is okay, he is used to being indifferent, no matter how vivid Qiu Fang speaks, he does not change his face, and he is always cold.

Fu Zhi was not so comfortable, and she was shocked every time she heard it

, couldn't help opening his mouth slightly, and his bright eyes revealed infinite surprise.

"According to what you said, the secret treasure that the Snake King guards is the Peach Blossom Bracelet?"

Xiong Junqi saw Qiu Fang take out the peach blossom bracelet from his arms, so he took it, pinched it in his hand and looked at it carefully for a long time, his brows were tightly locked, and he could see that he couldn't find any earth-shattering magic in this peach blossom bracelet.

The young man froze and replied in a low voice, "Exactly, does Uncle Shi know who that old man is?"

"There are countless people in the world, I don't know." Xiong Junqi shook his head and said, but his eyes didn't take his eyes off the peach blossom bracelet for a moment, "I will send a message to the senior brother in charge, maybe he knows."

As soon as Xiong Junqi's words fell, a yellow talisman appeared in his hand, and with a "swish" sound, the sword was unsheathed, but in the blink of an eye, the sword lay back in the scabbard unharmed, but a talisman was broken into two pieces, each of which burned.

It turns out that the Ninth Master Uncle also uses talismans?

The young man wondered in his heart, he knew that Xiong Junqi was a master of swords, and he had vaguely heard that he fought with swords to travel the world, and slashed the heads of countless villains with a sword frost, but this made the appearance of the talisman really the first time he had seen it.

Seeing Qiu Fang's suspicious eyes, Xiong Junqi naturally knew what he was thinking, but he ignored it and continued to ask, "Two magic beads appeared in the center of your eyebrows?"

Xiong Junqi's words fell, so he got up and walked around the house, the low eyebrows and contemplation, but the look of confusion that could not fade away, fell in Qiu Fang's eyes, and naturally his heart kept drumming.

"Returning to the Ninth Senior Uncle, that's true."

Qiu Fang replied solemnly, since Xiong Junqi asked like this, especially showing such a rare puzzled appearance, it is enough to show that there must be something strange about this matter.

Isn't it true that cultivating one kind of exercise will give birth to a Dharma bead? Or, the two should actually be fused together, but the original magic bead in the center of his eyebrows came because of the ink scripture, and the young man clearly remembered that it was a black magic bead, just like the exercises of the Mo Sect, like a drop of ink, but later at the time of the demon slaying conference, the magic bead peeled off a layer of black shell and gradually turned golden.

"Is there anything in that?" Five

Qiu Fang thought in his heart, at first he didn't care about the matter of the magic beads, first, cultivating the rune path would not condense the magic beads, this is the consensus of the people of the East Pole Gate; Second, this magic bead did not have much effect on Qiu Fang, and naturally it was not worth him to remember all day long.

When Qiufang was thinking, Xiong Junqi was not idle, he wrinkled his brows, his face was cold, and he was also thinking.

"According to common sense, it is impossible for any cultivator to cultivate two Dharma beads." Xiong Junqi's words are slow, extremely slow, and not like his usual style.

The more Xiong Junqi is like this, the more anxious Wu Qiufang's heart becomes.

The young man recalled the scene he had just seen in his mind, the two magic beads were stalemate in the space of the eyebrows, saying that it was two dragons playing with pearls, maybe it was not appropriate enough, if it was said that the two dragons were fighting, it seemed to be more accurate.

"Uncle Shi, the disciple guesses that it is because of the existence of two exercises in my body, that there is such a strange scene." When Qiu Fang said this, he didn't have much confidence, so that his voice gradually became weaker.

Xiong Junqi nodded affirmatively and said, "Generally speaking, except for us, all cultivators in this world will condense the Dharma Beads, which are the source of the mana of many cultivators, and they are the essence."

When Xiong Junqi said this, he sat back again, held the sword in his arms, and gently wiped it while concentrating: "Ordinary people, if they practice different exercises, they pay attention to one that is not broken or standing, and the new person naturally can't tolerate the old person, and the deeper the new exercise is learned, the more the old exercise will be forgotten, until in the end, everyone will only have one exercise."

"But I—" Qiu Fang nodded thoughtfully, hesitating.

Xiong Junqi knew what the young man wanted to say, so he said in a voice without the slightest emotion: "You fell asleep a while ago, and several senior brothers have also investigated your situation. It is the ink scripture of the Mo Sect, which created your first Dharma bead, and the wind spreads your exercises with the stars, with the means of pulling out the seedlings to help grow, and stuffing it to you one by one, all piled up in your mind.

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Xiong Junqi paused at this point.

Qiu Fang was anxious, and hurriedly asked, "Please Uncle Shi Ming."

"But it's not a real way of cultivation, this kind of method is a means of creating deaths." Xiong Junqi said coldly.

At the mention of the dead, Wu Qiufang was naturally stunned, although he still knew these two words, but when they were put together, he was a little puzzled.

"Uncle Shi, what is a dead man?"

When Xiong Junqi heard this, he was slightly stunned, glanced at Qiu Fang, and seemed to be thinking about how this kid didn't even know about the dead, and immediately, he restrained his expression and said in a low voice: "Naturally, he is a person who is trained to fight for his life."

Xiong Junqi didn't explain in much detail, Qiu Fang opened his mouth, as if he wanted to ask a question or two, but saw Fu Zhi standing behind Xiong Junqi and wincing at him, the young man looked at her suspiciously, the slightly opened lips closed one by one, but did not make any sound, but looking at the mouth shape, it seemed to ask him not to ask more.

Qiu Fang was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Xiong Junqi's face again, this ninth uncle is the most cold, today's long discussion paragraph after paragraph is rare, maybe he should really have a little eyesight, don't ask more questions and shouldn't ask, or Xiong Junqi doesn't want to talk about the topic.

"Why did that disciple's Dharma bead change from black to gold again?" Qiu Fang asked in a deep voice.

Xiong Junqi seemed to have anticipated his question, and replied without thinking about it: "It's because of Xuanxiao's Nine Thunder Pupils."

"But this thunder pupil is not a practice." The young man remembered that Xiong Junqi just said that the new gong *** crowds out the survival place of the old exercises, so he said, the magic bead will naturally change, but the thunder pupil is just a fairy pupil, not an exercise, so how can it be squeezed out?

Xiong Junqi glanced at him and said coldly, "Thunder Pupil, perhaps, is also a kind of exercise?"