Fei family, Hanyun Peak.

Hanyun Peak is the first peak on the north bank, full of spiritual energy, pines and cypresses are everywhere, the Fei family has been entrenched here for I don't know how many years, and it is built like an iron bucket.

It is covered with snow all the year round, the ground is full of crystal, Fei Tongxiao has already practiced the third round of fetal breath, the body is vigorous, there is no trace of stepping on the snow, running on the snow for a while, a small courtyard appears in front of him, brushed clean with white paint, two pots of plum are planted in front of the door, shaking slightly in the wind.

Fei Tongxiao gasped slightly, stopped cautiously on the stone slab in front of the door, tidied up his clothes, knocked twice on the door, and said loudly:

"Sister Qinghong!"

Fei Tongxiao waited for two breaths, the courtyard door creaked open, and a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl walked out in two steps, dressed in white, smiling and bending the autumn moon, with a slight sweat on her forehead, and a white cloth strip around her waist.

"Senior brother!"

Li Qinghong's eyes collided brightly on Fei Tongxiao's gaze, making him bow his head as if he was burned, and could only stare at a pair of white velvet brown deerskin boots on Li Qinghong's feet, Li Qinghong stopped with a spear in his hand, and said with a smile:

"But you're looking for me to practice guns?"

Fei Tongxiao nodded obediently, seeing Li Qinghong's smiling appearance, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curle, and said softly:

"Sister Qinghong has a happy event?"

Li Qinghong grabbed his hand with a big grin, let him into the yard, stepped on two pieces of snow, and said with a smile:

"Yesterday, I broke through the Yujing Wheel and gave birth to spiritual consciousness! Achieved the fifth layer of fetal breath. ”

Fei Tongxiao only felt that it was warm to start with, and Li Qinghong finished practicing the gun, and his whole body was hot, so he was red-faced and red-eared, and he entered the courtyard in a daze, until Li Qinghong let go of his hand, and he didn't react for a few breaths.

"Yujing Wheel?! Sister Qinghong has only been in Hanyun Peak for three years, and at that time, it was only three layers of fetal breath... It's only been three years to break through two layers, and it's amazing. ”

Li Qinghong chuckled twice and replied:

"It's that you're two months behind me, but you're still three layers of fetal breath, so you have to work hard."

"It's not as good as Sister Qinghong!"

Fei Tongxiao nodded with a smile, Li Qinghong raised his hand, the spear in his hand danced, and said with a smile:

"I still want to compete with my junior brother, I only use the strength of the third layer of fetal breath, and I won't bully you."

After saying that, the red tassel danced, and the spear was like a dragon, and it went straight to Fei Tongxiao.

Fei Tongxiao has tried with Li Qinghong many times in the past three years, Li Qinghong is light, and the marksmanship is a soft path, Fei Tongxiao pushed the gun forward, and used force to break the skill, separated Li Qinghong's spear, and turned the gun towards Li Qinghong.

Li Qinghong studied under Fei Wangbaimen for three years, although he did not learn the Fei family's three-grade marksmanship at the bottom of the box, but he also learned the rest of the gun tricks, although the current marksmanship is not outstanding, it can also be used against the enemy, and he took a step back at the moment, and the spear jumped up, stabbing towards Fei Tongxiao like a poisonous snake.

Fei Tongxiao took a step across, dodged Li Qinghong's gun, changed the stab to sweep, and went to Li Qinghong's crotch, never thought that Li Qinghong's footwork would change, and he crossed the shadow of the gun like a shadow, and the spear went further, smashing it into Fei Tongxiao's face against his face.

"This?!"

Fei Tongxiao was suddenly horrified, and she didn't know how she surpassed her marksmanship in a daze, so she had to quickly put away her gun and retreat, narrowly avoiding the smash.

Li Qinghong was unforgiving, and greeted Fei Tongxiao with marksmanship, Fei Tongxiao retreated again and again for a while, took dozens of moves, and raised the gun with some annoyance, and there was an extra layer of hazy gray gas on the gun, and a blow made Li Qinghong's spear fly back.

Li Qinghong watched him carefully and stood with his gun away, without the slightest annoyance, and said with a smile:

""The Shadow of the Dragon" is worthy of the three-grade marksmanship, it is really powerful."

Fei Tongxiao put away the gun with a shout, suspicious, looked at her, and asked:

"How did Sister Qinghong evade my marksmanship?"

Li Qinghong smiled softly, raised her head slightly, and replied:

"I have a body method in my family, called "Crossing the River Turbulent Step", which is also very mysterious, I have not fully learned it, but I have only obtained a trick and a half, but it can also be of great use."

"It turned out to be a body method!"

Fei Tongxiao already had a guess, but now he had a confirmation, and nodded with some envy:

"My eldest father told me that the predecessors of Tongya have a method, which is quite mysterious, and it must be this technique."

Li Qinghong chatted with him for a word or two, and seeing that the hour was almost up, he sent Fei Tongxiao out of the courtyard, raised the spear, closed his eyes and pondered, recalled the moment when Fei Tongxiao used "Echo of the Dragon", and muttered:

"Guns... How did you get it? ”

After thinking carefully for a while, Li Qinghong took out the pen and ink from the room, wrote down all the insights he gained today, carefully put away the book, and said secretly:

"I categorically didn't learn the possibility of "Echo of the Dragon" here, I have learned seventy or eighty percent of the marksmanship, and the rest is the water grinding kung fu of the movement operation, and the cultivation has also reached the fifth layer of fetal breath, and there are two more years to polish, break through the last round, and you can accumulate to break through the practice."

Li Qinghong wiped the spear clean, put it on the shelf, and muttered:

"I don't know what happened to my uncle... If my father has broken through the practice of qi, he will write a letter tomorrow and ask the family. ”

So he carefully closed the courtyard gate, and the snow in the courtyard was swept away, and then he collapsed, closed his eyes and crossed his knees to cultivate.

This Fei Tong roared out of the yard, his body was stimulated by the wind and snow with a hot sweat, and he suddenly shivered, but fortunately, he had a three-layer cultivation of fetal breath, and he would definitely not suffer from the cold because of this, and the mana was running, and these chills were expelled in an instant.

Fei Tongxiao walked briskly for a while, and saw a person standing in front of his own courtyard in front of him, dressed in a white robe and elegant, with a graceful demeanor and a handsome face, standing with his eyes closed, Fei Tongxiao saw this person and quickly shrunk his neck, and Ai Ai stepped forward and said in a low voice:

"Father..."

Fei Yihe slowly opened his eyes, he was Fei Wangbai's eldest son, and his cultivation was also the peak of Qi cultivation, his expression was subtle, and he said:

"You're looking for that girl again."

"Yes..."

Fei Tongxiao replied nervously and explained:

"The child is just looking for her to test her marksmanship."

Fei Yihe shook his head, he is now in his fifties, and he also came from this age, how could he not know Fei Tongxiao's thoughts, sighed, and said earnestly:

"Xiao'er, my father has also seen Li Qinghong, this woman is focused on cultivation and marksmanship, and she has no intention of having a child's affection, so you better put your mind away."

Fei Tongxiao nodded silently, Fei Yihe knew that the kid didn't take the words to heart, looked at him and looked at him bowing his head and saying nothing, and said secretly:

"Li Qinghong has a good posture and looks forward to brilliance, I just hope that this child is just interested in seeing the color, and he will be tired of it after a few years, not that he has any true feelings."

Fei Tongxiao bowed his head and was silent, Fei Yihe was distressed, and asked:

"Then what kind of cultivation does Li Qinghong have?"

"Fetal breath five-layer Yujing wheel."

Fei Yihe raised his eyebrows, slightly shocked, and said in a deep voice:

"It's broken through again! Now he's only sixteen years old, but he's a genius! ”

Fei Yihe's heart suddenly moved slightly, looked at the appearance of his young son, and muttered:

"When the time comes, I will go to the Li family for you to ask for it, but this woman's talent is so good, and it is impossible for my family to let you into trouble, and it will only hurt the relationship between the two families to say it, and your eldest father will not agree."

Fei Tongxiao finally raised his head, his face did not change, and said calmly:

"Father, there is no need to say any more."

(End of chapter)