The first rays of light in the morning shone through the window lattice, and Leng Qianyue woke up, her head cracking, as if she had experienced a hangover.

Sad dreams always make people mentally tormented.

Tired of sitting up, I wanted to reach for the handkerchief, but I touched it, but I came across something soft.

Leng Qianyue rubbed her forehead vigorously, opened her eyes, and in a daze, she saw an earthy yellow thing hanging on a wooden frame, swaying from side to side.

Reaching out and pulling it down, it was a palm-sized bag embroidered with ten beads of different colors.

Gray, white, silver, yellow, orange, green, blue, purple, red, and colorless beads. Leng Qianyue's fingers groped for the last bead before she finally reacted.

The color of these ten beads represents the level of cultivation in this world.

This is? The little fox left it for himself?!

The moment Leng Qianyue tore open the bag, the whole person was stunned, this was not an ordinary bag, it was the Qiankun bag that everyone dreamed of.

Qiankun bags are the best items to store in this continent, and Qiankun bags are expensive, and ordinary people can't afford to use them at all. And the one in her hand is amazingly large.

As long as she concentrates her mind, the space in the bag will shrink as her thoughts become larger and smaller.

The Qiankun bag was empty, and there was only a note stuck inside, which was very conspicuous. Leng Qianyue reached into her hand and took out the note.

Don't know when to see you again, there's nothing to give you, I hope this Qiankun bag can help you.

With a few strokes, the writing is a bit like a ghost drawing.

Looking at the Qiankun bag in his hand, Leng Qianyue's face finally swept away the haze.

"A new day has begun, Leng Qianyue should come on!" Holding the Qiankun bag in her hand, Leng Qianyue pushed open the window, and her face returned to her previous look.

Why do you cultivate, just to protect everything you want to protect?

Parting is for a better start.

Cheering himself up, Leng Qianyue put away the Qiankun bag, crossed the pavilion, and entered the Qiyun Mountains.

The autumn day is almost a blink of an eye.

In the past two months, Leng Qianyue has been absorbing the yin and yang qi between heaven and earth day and night, and under the guidance of Bihai, Leng Qianyue's cultivation speed has gradually improved.

During this time, Leng Qianyue's body became stronger and stronger, and she had already thrown off her weak body that would fall when the wind blew. height, also in the case of food and clothing, jumped up.

Her body is full of strength, and she can clearly feel her progress.

The yin and yang beads that were silent in the body gradually became rich from the original light gray, and finally reached an extreme pure gray.

This change made Leng Qianyue extremely happy, because she understood that as long as time passed, she would be able to break through the realm of cultivators!

As long as you work hard, what you want will eventually be achieved. Leng Qianyue stood in the middle of the mountains, her face full of confidence.

Time flies, in the depths of Qiyun Mountains, the autumn leaves have fallen, ushering in the cold winter.

The hoarfrost condenses, and everything returns to silence. The whole mountain forest has entered the quietest time of the year.

"Whew...... Whew......"

The sound of heavy gasps came rhythmically from the forest. Leng Qianyue mobilized the strength of her whole body, playing the palm technique of seven birds over and over again. Sweat had soaked its clothes.

On a slightly open face, sweat rolled down crystallly, as if it was not winter, but in the hot summer.

"Drink!" Leng Qianyue turned around, her body turned around quickly, and she slapped out with one palm, directly hitting a one-person-high boulder.

"Bang!" A loud bang came, and the boulder that was originally standing was directly blasted away by the palm wind. Countless scattered stones flew up.

When this palm was struck, the muscles of the whole body couldn't help but tremble.

The body played to the limit, and instantly fell into exhaustion.

Leng Qianyue laughed silently, lay straight up, and fell on the withered yellow grass. Panting, a feeling of exhaustion swept over his body. Above the eyes, there is a cold winter sky.