In the early morning, Qin Yun woke up to the crisp and gentle chirping of birds in the forest.

Qin's Manor is located at the foot of Xiaogu Mountain, surrounded by greenery and beautiful environment, and behind the hut where Qin Yun lives is a forest.

The wounds on his back and shoulders were still aching, reminding him that the bloody battle last night was not a dream, thinking that today was the day of the selection of the Returning Sect, Qin Yun endured the discomfort of his body and got up by dressing.

The wound on his back is fine, but his skin and flesh are injured, and with his body and body that has been promoted to the Qi Refining Realm by forging the Nine Heavens, he can heal in two or three days at most after taking the medicine.

However, the sword wound pierced in his left shoulder was very troublesome, because it hurt his bones and tendons, and it would take at least a month to fully recover, and he was not able to use his true qi to heal the wound now.

This also means that he can't do anything with people within a month, thinking of the inexplicable Second Young Master Qin, Qin Yun's heart is really nameless.

Even if he only has his last breath left, he will never let the other party get his wish!

Take!

There was a knock on the door of the room, and the visitor, apparently polite, knocked softly with his hand.

Qin Yun was slightly stunned.

Since that night in Longqing Restaurant, all the newcomers have stayed away from him with respect, and even Qin Haishan has moved away early, making him an alternative figure in the Qin manor.

Who will come back to him at this time?

With a hint of doubt, Qin Yun opened the door.

Standing at the door was an old man in gray, with gray hair and beard, a wrinkled old face with a kind smile, and a pair of seemingly cloudy old eyes faintly revealing a shrewd color.

"Uncle, who are you looking for?" Qin Yun asked, he didn't know each other at all.

The gray-clothed old man smiled: "You must be the little guy named Qin Yun, right? I was ordered by someone to talk to you about something." ”

"I'm Qin Yun" Qin Yun generously made an inviting gesture: "Uncle, please come in." ”

No matter what the other party wanted to talk about, Qin Yun didn't feel that he had any room for resistance.

This seemingly ordinary old man in gray should not be an ordinary person, if it is really unfavorable to him, it is probably a matter of moving his little finger.

Qin Yun's politeness and calmness surprised the gray-clothed old man slightly.

Judging from the information he obtained, Qin Yunhengzhu was just a kid from a poor country, just a little talented and lucky.

But looking at Qin Yun's conversation and demeanor now, he is definitely not the kind of ignorant and rude countryman, but more like an elite child cultivated in the family since childhood, neither humble nor arrogant, and behaves decently.

But surprise is surprise, the old man in gray didn't care too much, after all, even the children of the Qin family who were scattered outside had many family roots.

After sitting down in the small living room, the gray-clothed old man didn't talk nonsense, put a sheathed long sword he brought with him in front of Qin Yun, and took out two thin-necked porcelain bottles and placed them together.

Seeing the other party's actions, Qin Yun couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Uncle, you are"

The old man in gray smiled and said: "This can be regarded as a little compensation for you, someone has done something wrong, he has been punished enough, I sent these things here on the orders of the Lord." ”

Qin Yun didn't look at the things on the table, and after a moment of silence, he asked, "May I ask who your lord is?"

This time, the old man in gray really looked at Qin Yun a little differently.

He has seen many children of the family, and there are very few who can be so calm at Qin Yun's age, especially since the other party is still a side disciple with no foundation.

The old man in gray didn't know how much effort Qin Yuanfeng had spent on Qin Yun's body for more than ten years.

A painstaking mentor, a difficult environment, and the tempering of life and death tests have tempered Qin Yun's current mind and character.

In contrast, most of the children who have been cultivated in the big family are just flowers in the greenhouse, and they have not experienced much wind and rain.

"My lord is Qin Lihai, the master of the Muyang Dao Torture Hall," the gray-clothed old man said bluntly, he believed that Qin Yun should be able to understand his intentions: "He admires you very much, and I heard that you were accidentally injured, so he sent me a bottle of healing pills and a bottle of peiqi pills." ”

"In addition, this thousand-forged black iron sword is also a gift from him to you, and using an ordinary iron sword is really not in line with the identity of our Qin clan's children. ”

So that's the case! Qin Yun suddenly understood.

Who is Qin Lihai, Qin Yun has been here for a few days, although he hasn't made any friends, but he still remembers the names of the big names of the Qin clan very clearly.

Qin Lihai is definitely a dazzling figure in the Qin family, and being in charge of the Muyang Dao Torture Hall is enough to show his status in the family.

And he is also Qin Wenbing's father!

What appreciation is completely a pretext, Qin Lihai knew about Qin Wenbing sending people to attack Qin Yun, but not only did he not favor his son, but let those who did wrong things get "enough punishment".

As for this sword and elixir, it was a kind of compensation and a hush money, Qin Lihai obviously didn't want this matter to expand or spread out, so he would send someone over early in the morning.

Before that, Qin Lihai must have probed his details clearly, and even knew that he was using an ordinary iron sword, which contained a hint of warning.

Qin Yun was quick-witted, and in the blink of an eye, he thought about the cause and effect clearly.

"Thank you, Hall Master Qin Lihai, the kid is terrified!" he stood up and saluted the other party: "I will definitely come to the door to thank you when I am free!"

The other party behaves like this, and if he is replaced by other children, I am afraid that he will only be grateful and honest.

Qin Yun knew that he couldn't refuse, with the strength and status of the other party, it was very simple to crush him, an insignificant newcomer.

Strength is everything, and now he is too weak, if he doesn't know how to endure and compromise, then there is no chance to grow up at all.

The gray-clothed old man stood up and nodded, very satisfied with Qin Yun's acquaintance: "Okay, I will pass on your words to the Lord." ”

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly slapped Qin Yun's left shoulder with a palm.

The movements of the gray-clothed old man were like lightning, and the defenseless Qin Yun didn't have time to dodge at all, and was hit by Zhengzheng.

Qin Yun was taken aback for a moment, but then he felt a strong and gentle aura emanating from the other party's palm, instantly invading his body.

The injured shoulder was as warm and comfortable as a hot spring, and the injured muscles and bones seemed to heal most of them in an instant, at least the burning pain was gone.

The other party obviously has no malicious intent.

The palm of the gray-clothed old man was slapped away, and he said with a smile: "I used the true yuan to regulate your muscles and bones, and then used the healing pill to apply one each inside and one for the outside, and you will definitely be able to heal within ten days, but remember that you must not be lucky with others before you are cured." ”

"Little guy, your Chiyan Heart Technique has actually practiced to the fifth layer of the Great Perfection, which is very rare!"

He glanced at Qin Yun with deep meaning.

The gray-clothed old man's exposed hand made Qin Yun's heart awe-inspiring, and he hurriedly said, "Thank you, uncle, and ask for your name?"

The gray-clothed old man smiled: "You will naturally know in the future, little guy, work hard!"

After he left, Qin Yun let out a long breath.

Although the gray-clothed old man's essence did not show any traces, he cured most of his injuries with a light slap, and at the same time, he could also see his true qi cultivation level, and his strength was definitely extraordinary.

As for whether this matter is good or bad, and whether Qin Wenbing, who has suffered a loss, will come to trouble him again, Qin Yun understands that this is not something he can control, and it is a big deal that the soldiers will block the water and cover it!

So he simply put aside the thought and picked up the medicine bottle on the table.

When the cork is opened, a unique fragrance of medicine suddenly fills the room, and the smell makes people feel refreshed, and people understand that what is placed inside is definitely a good thing.

In the past, when he was resting in his leisure time from martial arts training, Qin Yang explained some of the principles of pills to Qin Yun.

The former is used to treat all kinds of internal and external injuries, and the effect is much stronger than ordinary wound medicine, while the latter is the best auxiliary medicine for cultivating Dantian True Qi.

This kind of pill is difficult to buy on the market, and most of them are controlled in the hands of the side sects and wealthy families, and are refined by specialized alchemists, usually only for internal use, and rarely taken out for sale.

Among the top ten sects in Kyushu, one of the Qinglian Medicine Sects is a major sect that refines pills, and it is said that the top pills they refine can raise the flesh and bones of the dead, and can also help martial artists break through the great realm, and the effect is magical.

However, Qin Yang also told Qin Yun that although taking pills can quickly increase his strength, it is definitely not as solid and reliable as his own hard cultivation, and if he takes too much, he will become dependent, and he will never be able to give up in the future.

Putting down the elixir, Qin Yun picked up the long sword again.

Boom!

The long sword came out of its sheath, and a cold light instantly crossed his eyes, and the aura of the soldier who was cold and killing rushed towards him.

Good sword!

Qin Yun couldn't help but secretly admire, this Thousand Forged Black Iron Sword was straight and sharp, just looking at the appearance, it was not much inferior to his hidden Qinggang Sword.

What's special is that the spine of its sword is pure black, and a finger-wide blood groove has been opened on it, which invisibly adds a bit of killing aura.

The blades and tips of the swords on both sides were sharpened, and Qin Yun took out a piece of silver and tried it, and with a slight wave, he cut it into two without the slightest effort.

The sword is a good sword, but in Qin Yun's opinion, this thousand-forged black iron sword, like the Qinggang sword, cannot be taken out now, and it will also attract jealousy and covetousness.

He suddenly thought, Qin Lihai gave this sword to himself, would he have bad intentions?

Thinking of this, a layer of cold sweat suddenly oozed from his back.

No matter what, Qin Yun decided to keep his ordinary iron sword.

Bell!

At this time, a loud bell came from outside, which was reminding Qin Yun that the most important moment of the day had arrived, and he must not miss the time.

Qin Yun suddenly perked up, and after putting away the Thousand Forging Black Iron Sword and two bottles of elixir, he left his room.