"Something may have really happened to the Su family." Yan Ting looked at the courtyard where the withered grass grows, "I hope this is just my imagination." ”

Qiong Yi let out a long sigh after hearing this, and said in her heart, didn't we come to intercede for Su Ye to lift the confinement, why were we also grounded in the end?

Sheng Xuan complained for a moment: "We have injuries on our bodies, let's settle down for a while according to their wishes, and then go to find someone when the time is almost up." When he said this, he already had someone in his heart who could ask for help.

*

Healing is also counted as part of the practice.

Qiong also unexpectedly "broke through" and rose to the rank in that thrilling bloody battle, becoming the youngest high-ranking monk Yan Tingshen had ever seen, only sixteen years old. With the externalization of her true qi, she seems to have appreciated other abilities, that is, the air flow that saved Sheng Xuan's resentment several times.

"I don't know what it is, but I realized it." Qiong Yi raised one hand slightly, and a cloud of invisible qi condensed in her palm: "At first, I thought it was the release of true qi, but later I realized that it was not the breath in my body, and it did not consume my true qi." ”

Sheng Xuanyan and Yan Tingshen saw with their naked eyes, but they couldn't see anything, but when they sank down and perceived, they could detect that there was indeed something in her palm, like a wind that was gathered together and constantly expanding. Sheng Xuanyan raised his hand to touch the wind, but it was bounced away at great speed, and his fingertips even stabbed a little, he withdrew his hand and said, "This is your 'Fu' skill." ”

Joan was also a little puzzled: "'Fu' skills? What it is, I've never heard of it. ”

"When a monk breaks through from the lower level to the highest level, those who are destined will realize the ability that is extremely high in nature with him, or magic, or sword skills, or other talents." Sheng Xuanyan told Qin Hanchuan what he told him at home and told the two people in front of him in detail: "There are only a few high-level cultivators, and those who can obtain skills are even more one in a thousand, so there are very few people who know about it. ”

Joan also sighed: "Wow, then I'm so good?" ”

Yan Tingshen laughed when he heard this: "It's very powerful, standing with the two of you, I'm ashamed." ”

"Brother Yan, don't say that, you are also very powerful, and your brain is super smart." Qiong also waved his hand and asked again: "Sheng Yan knows so much, does he also have this kind of skill?" ”

Sheng Xuan nodded resentfully: "Hmm." ”

"What is it like? Is it similar to me? ”

"No, it's a lot worse." Sheng Xuan moved his fingers in resentment, and the Chengying Sword not far away flew into his hand at the call, "My skill, sword qi will undergo some changes, that's all." As he spoke, he first slashed out a few blue sword lights, which were his sword qi that Qiong was familiar with, and then when he turned the blade of the sword, his aura also changed, and the sword body gushed out a strong ink color, and the sword qi turned into ink green, and the power increased.

Qiong also thought after reading it: "I feel much more practical than mine, and my aura doesn't seem to cause much damage to the opponent." ”

Yan Ting lowered his eyes: "Perhaps, it's better to use it as a method of self-defense?" ”

"As a parry?"

"Hmm. Judging from the observation on the martial arts competition, your ability to defend is not very strong. Yan Tingshen raised the Zhaolin Sword with his left hand, "Do you want to try what level of sword qi your wind can bear?" ”

Regarding Yan Tingshen's talk about her weaknesses, Qiong did not refute at all, her defensive ability is very weak, because her body is fast, and most of the attacks can be directly dodged, so there is no need to practice blocking. If you have a newly acquired skill to help you defend, you can make up for your shortcomings.

"Okay." Qiong also raised his hand to condense the wind: "Come and try." ”

Yan Tingshen patted Sheng Xuan's resentful shoulder: "Go ahead." My hands hurt. ”

Sheng Xuan didn't shirk it, took a few steps back, and asked Xiang Qiongyi: "Will your air flow be connected to you like the spirit blade of the Qingguimen?" If you cut it off, will you be repulsed? ”

"My gut told me no." Joan Yi's fingertips moved slightly, and the air flow moved with it: "Because this mass of qi is not the same as the one just now, as soon as I withdraw my hand, they will disperse." ”

"Okay."

After that, Sheng Xuanyan used all the moves of the Jichen Sword Technique, but he failed to cut the air mass in front of Qiong Yi, including the "First Line of Heaven" that had slashed Yue Huan's sword domain.

He sweated a lot on his forehead, and his body was a little weak, and Qiong also persuaded: "Sheng Xuan, you are still seriously injured, don't be strong." ”

Sheng Xuan resentfully accepted the saber and gave up a little helplessly: "Well, I'm afraid that even if I am injured, all my strength may not be able to split this air mass." After saying that, he added: "It's strong." ”

After this attempt, not only did he get the approval of Sheng Xuanyan and Yan Tingshen, but Qiong also roughly understood how to use his skills, and said in his heart: Since Sheng Xuan can't cut it, let's count it as indestructible! I'm going to give this ability a name, "Wind Condensation".

*

The three of them lived peacefully in the deserted courtyard guarded by shifts, and in addition to healing, they practiced every day.

When the disciples guarding the door saw them working so hard, they were so shocked that they couldn't say a word. Sometimes the yard is quiet, only the strong smell of medicine; Sometimes the three of them would practice swords in the open space and gossip; Sometimes, the young man with outstanding appearance will take the girl's hand and sit on a low stool to bask in the sun, and the girl's smile is very kind, and she will say something that she can't hear clearly, and her voice is very beautiful.

At this time, the disciples of the gate will always be very envious, turn away, and choose to be out of sight.

Within a few days, something happened that shocked both Qiong Yi and Sheng Xuan: Yan Tingshen also broke through the realm and ascended.

His promotion was not achieved by cultivating the exercises, nor was it achieved by overflowing with true qi, let alone experienced it in battles, but he figured it out by himself.

He only relied on Sheng Xuan's two words of advice, and the rest relied on thinking and understanding to complete the most unstable leap, which made Qiong also sincerely feel that he was really smart.

*

The time of January flies in a trance, the spring color is getting thicker, the trees in the courtyard are all green, the branches of red apricots are budding to be released out of the wall, climbing on the edge of the tile, pink and tender and pleasing people. The Su family used high-grade elixir herbs for them, and the injuries were almost healed, and it was time to leave.

It's night.

Sheng Xuan complained and instructed Qiong Yi and the two to practice as usual, and he went out of the wall alone to find Su Ye's eldest sister, Su Xiaoxiao. If Su Xiaoxiao didn't say a word about the affairs of the clan, and couldn't help Su Ye's confinement, then he really didn't know who to ask for intercession.

Sheng Xuan resented his breath and discerned the direction of the meeting outside the courtyard, remembering that Su Ye had told him before, Su Xiaoxiao and his own place was in the southernmost Tingyu Hall of the mansion, so he walked quickly to this place. Along the way, he met many inner disciples, all of whom were skillfully bypassed, listening to those people gossiping on the way, most of them were weekday anecdotes, and only one mentioned the side branches of the clan, saying that he might have to elect a new deputy sect master or something.

The deputy sect master of the Su clan is named Su Yi, who is Su Changming's father. Sheng Xuan crouched in the corner, thinking secretly: The newly elected deputy sect master, is it a side branch that abandons the car to protect the handsome? Or is it that the Su family has stabilized and reshuffled the cards?

He couldn't see the situation clearly for the time being, he only felt that both were possible, and when he thought of Su Changming, he couldn't help but snort coldly: Difficult guy, I don't know what happened to this person now.

Listening to the voices of people on the road, Sheng Xuanyan took light steps and continued to run towards Tingyutang. A group of attics sat in front of him, and he jumped lightly on a tree, using the canopy to cover his figure, and when he saw that there was no one around, he jumped up to the roof to look.

Vaguely hearing Su Xiaoxiao's voice, Sheng Xuan's resentful spirit condensed, stepped on the tiles to look for the sound, and suddenly heard a sentence: "Xiao'er, I didn't expect you to have a guest tonight." Suddenly shocked, he had clearly hidden his breath and did not make any sound, but he was still discovered!

Jumping down from the house, I saw a tea table in the corridor, and two people were sitting in front of the stage. ”

He moved his gaze to the middle-aged man in front of the stage, the man was dressed in a snow-white robe, the neckline was a lifelike flying crane embroidered with red gold silk, his appearance was upright and clear, his gestures were elegant and dignified, and he did not lose his bearing, and his eyes were as plain as water, but his face was slightly haggard, revealing a bit of bitter medicine. Sheng Xuanyan was stunned for a moment, he had seen him, "You...... Is it Sect Master Su? ”

The moment Su Sect Master Su Min saw Sheng Xuan's resentment, the hand that was originally on the table was silently received under the table, and the fist in his long sleeves was clenched white.

Like, it's too much like him back then.

"You are Sheng Shangpei's ......," he suppressed the emotions surging in his heart and spoke.

Su Xiaoxiao was stunned: "Little resentment? Why are you here? ”

Seeing Su Xiaoxiao's completely unaware performance, which also confirmed Sheng Xuan's previous conjecture, he said directly: "Sect Master Su, my friends and I have been detained in the Su family's mansion for more than a month, and there are two disciples of Qingguimen who are imprisoned in another place. ”

Su Min fell silent when he heard his story, he naturally knew that there were two Qingguimen disciples in prison, but apart from these, he didn't receive any news from Sheng Xuan's resentment and the three people under house arrest.

"My friend and I were killed together with the disciples of the Qing Gui, and the ancestor of the Su family asked the doctor to heal our wounds, and we were grateful, but when I wanted to express my gratitude to the ancestor again, I realized that I had been ordered to stay in the house. The sun and the moon are like a shuttle, and it has been nearly forty days so far. ”

"What are you waiting to come to Yize?"

Sheng Xuan said calmly: "Looking for friends." ”

Seeing that Su Min no longer spoke, he continued: "Su Ye is my dear friend, he promised a few years ago that Qingfeng's attendance this year would also go to the appointment, but he didn't want to see anyone for a long time, so he was confined at home. I don't know what he's done wrong, but I just hope you'll be able to open the net. ”

There was silence for a long time.

Su Min rubbed his eyebrows: "Just for this?" ”

"Yes."

"Xiao'er, arrange a ride tomorrow and send a few of him back to Yize Qingfeng." Su Min stood up and said to Su Xiaoxiao. Su Xiaoxiao saw that he was leaving, and hurriedly called, "Dad! ”

Su Min looked at her, "Dad, I'm ...... I don't contradict you, I just think what Yiyang said that day is actually not unreasonable. He's a free-spirited person, and you... Can you really bear to watch him locked in the house and depressed all day? Su Xiaoxiao's eyes were slightly red, and she bit her red lip.

"You begged for him to be exempted from the cane, and now you are asking for him to be exempted from the ban?" Su Min's tone became heavier, "If many disciples see him speak out, openly tarnishing the family discipline and etiquette without being punished, how can he convince the public?!" He said that he was angry, stroked his chest and coughed a few times, Su Xiaoxiao hurriedly stepped forward to help him, patted him on the back and smoothed it.

Sheng Xuanren stood in place and didn't know what to do, seeing that Su Min was leaving, he stepped forward, "Sect Master Su......" Su Min didn't look at him, "There is no need to say more." I will remove your disciples under house arrest now and leave the Su Family Mansion as soon as possible. ”

"Sect Master Su!" Sheng Xuan complained, but Su Min didn't look back.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at him and shook his head: "Little resentment, it's useless." ”

"Miss Sue." Sheng Xuan asked in a deep voice: "What did Su Ye do?" ”

"He ......" Su Xiaoxiao lowered his head, "young and vigorous, eager to achieve, I don't know how complicated the entanglement of power is, but there is still no room for a little sand in his eyes." ”