is still the simple green shirt, or the long hair of the shawl, and the strength of his strength makes his already firm Dao heart, and he has more persistence and desire for the future!

In the past, Qingyun can be said to be moving forward for hatred, and those hatreds are the soil for him to grow, but now he has a kind of sunshine called guardianship in addition to the seeds that have taken root.

"Yes, Xiao Qi is right, whether it is anger or karma, Hibiscus can still get out of the mud without staining, as long as the justice in my heart still exists, why am I afraid of the thorns in front of him!"

After several lives and deaths, Qingyun has not only gradually accumulated valuable combat experience, but more importantly, he has transformed into an adult who has learned to be independent.

The ascension of the realm may have brought him self-confidence and budding ambition, but the key is that he gradually realized what he lacked.

He can be said to have been forbearance before.

This is the case under the eaves of the Chen Mansion, when he met Zhuo Bufan, and then he was held hostage by Xiao Luoyi, so after three times and twice, he didn't even remember why he had to endure it.

It wasn't until he really saw the blood, killed Ma Wang, killed the snake demon, killed the two nameless monks, killed the old thief Ge Yong, and killed his own weakness, that Qingyun really understood and admitted this truth that was difficult to face.

"Yes, it's because I'm afraid, I'm cowering, I'm cowardly, I'm weak!"

All of this, in the final analysis, is because he is still very small, as small as an ant.

In the eyes of the elephant, there are tens of millions of pride in the heart of the ant, whether it is the hatred of the country or the family, after he stepped on it, it can be said that it is no different from dust.

This time, Qingyun didn't put the long sword he had snatched from the murder into the treasure bag, nor did he wrap his father's broken sword in rags like he had just done when he first came down the mountain, but just carried it straight on his back.

If you want to rob, come.

It's just that I, Qingyun, no longer feel disgusted and timid because my hands are stained with blood.

I'm afraid that you, you will have the consciousness to become the soul of my sword.

"If he succeeds in Lingyunzhi one day, he dares to laugh at Qingyun's husband. ”

He muttered, then looked back in the direction of the swamp forest, as if he saw himself vomiting blood after being beaten by Ge Yong, and then smiled lightly, and continued to travel towards the north of Bai Lian City gently.

Qingyun was already extremely handsome, and after being reshaped by the Qilin Blazing Flame, he was even more handsome as a man should be. Now he is carrying a long sword, which has the charm of the past Yiqing sword and went to the end of the world.

In addition to dressing plainly, his temperament is not much better than that of the so-called first-class sects.

After more than ten days of resumption, Qingyun came to a town that was a few points larger than Bai Lian City.

In the past ten days, he has lived a relatively clean life, mainly because he has always adhered to the principle of humility and low-key, not to mention the seniors above the Hundred Veins Realm, even if he is his peers, he will not overwhelm others, so his journey is still very smooth.

After a little inquiry, Qingyun learned that this city, which was more magnificent than Bai Lian City, was Haiyou City, one of the three main cities of the Haiyou Sword Sect, and it was also the root of the sect's founding faction.

After also paying the spirit stone and simple registration, Qingyun entered the city without any big constraints, but this time he really came to wander around.

Cultivation is the process of removing the false and preserving the truth, and the realm has just been improved, and excessive pursuit of soaring will help the seedlings grow.

So the aimless Qingyun found a restaurant in Haiyou City, planning to order a few side dishes for recreation.

As the saying goes, people rely on clothes and Buddha rely on gold, even if Qingyun is handsome, but the clothes on his body are slightly better than ordinary people, there is no big difference.

Bai Liancheng is rich in silk, which can be made into defensive treasure clothes for monks to wear, but Qingyun is still reluctant to spend the money on food and clothing, so he only buys a few well-fitting green shirts in the city and throws them into the treasure bag and does it hastily.

No, I've been in the restaurant for a long time, except for the little guy who greeted him twice when he just entered, asking him to find a seat and sit down by himself, Qingyun has never seen the busy little second brother again.

Fortunately, the hour was still early, and he was not the kind of person who cares, so he simply picked a window seat and sat down, enjoying the lively scenery in this Haiyou city.

After a while, the little second who had greeted him before finally slapped his head, and hurriedly ran towards Qingyun's direction, and said with a smile:

"This boy is really sorry, he is really too busy to snub you, and the little one is here to compensate you. ”

The cultivation of this little two spirits in the early stage of the realm is naturally the lowest level of monks in Haiyou City, and they are not much different from mortals, they are all some bitter people who are running around for a living.

Qingyun first smiled lightly and said hard work to the little second brother, then ordered a few vegetarian dishes and a pot of medium-priced spirit wine, and then quietly rewarded him with a low-grade spirit stone in the other party's grateful eyes.

He has seen a lot of the sufferings of the low-level monks, including himself, how can he not be an ant in the eyes of others?

So with empathy, Qingyun naturally won't be embarrassed, this little guy who is not a few years older than him.

I don't know if it's because the vegetarian dishes are easy to make or because of the reward of that piece of spirit stone, Xiao Er brought up the wine and food very quickly and quickly this time, and by the way, there were a dozen sycophants who didn't want money.

Although a few vegetarian foods are not as tender as the wild vegetables in the mountains and forests, and the restaurant is not as exquisite and luxurious as the pavilion, it is still delicious to taste.

Qingyun is used to playing small and lonely, so he is really indifferent to his appetite, and the most important thing is that his cultivation has improved a small realm, and it is when he is proud.

Poured himself a glass of spirit wine and took a sip gently, the young master couldn't help but say:

"This is the second time I've tasted wine, and it would be a great blessing in life to have someone to get drunk with me in the future. ”

After drinking it all, letting the hot elixir scorch his taste buds and spleen and stomach, and then disperse into aura and enter the meridians, Qingyun seemed to have returned to the time when he laughed and talked with Yao Mengxun and Lei Jiang that day.

After a few more drinks, the small restaurant gradually increased the number of people at this time, so Qingyun, who had five senses, began to listen to the stories of everyone coming and going with a smile.

To put it bluntly, monks are human beings with great power and longevity, and their long lives are enough for them to witness all kinds of strange things.

What new breeds of alien beasts have appeared in Zhangjiacun, what Lijiatun has demon spirits rampant, and what young monks of which sect and sect eloped with the opposite sex of the Demon Dao and were arrested.

Qingyun only felt that such a marketable place was really exactly the same as the mortal world, everyone's cultivation was not high, and it was easy to talk together, and the sense of intimacy rose sharply.

I don't know if those high-ranking monks are the same as everyone else, or they just like to sit alone in the high-end hall like a pavilion and talk about the sound of the avenue away from the hustle and bustle.

Listening to it, the content of the conversation of a monk at a table not far away slowly aroused his great interest, and it made Qingyun feel very surprised, only to hear one of the thin men wearing a hat talking while eating:

"Lao Huang, you don't know, Qingxutian has had a headache for this matter recently!"

The man who was called Lao Huang was also a man with a hat, and listening to the accent, the two seemed to be from the same place, and after he drank a bowl of wine, he replied in a low voice:

"Why, what's the doorway here?"

The thin man smiled when he heard this, and he didn't seem to be taboo about the status of the leader of the Pure Void Heavenly Righteous Path, so he opened his mouth and replied:

"That is, my cousin has been in the Tianwei City for a long time, and he told me in person when he returned to his hometown a few days ago, saying that there have been a lot of loose cultivators in the city recently, and they all denounced the Qingxu Heavenly disciples for bullying people and even doing things for no reason, so that people in the city come to seek justice from time to time, and there are many complaints!"

Lao Huang seemed to laugh with some disdain, and said mockingly:

"Not to mention Qingxutian, how many of those disciples of the so-called famous sects are not like this?"

The thin man also laughed lightly when he heard this, and then said:

"That's right, but if it's really the work of the people of Qingxu Tianmen, then some things are too much. ”

"What?"

"Listen to my cousin, there was a loose cultivator from the vicinity of Yaoguang City in Yuezhou, called Granny Lihua, who also made trouble and begged Tianyiwei to preside over justice, saying that his Taoist companion was killed by Danlin, the youngest genius among the five sons of Qingxu. ”

Hearing this, Lao Huang put down the wine glass in his hand and asked suspiciously:

"Danlin, can't it, right? How can he have the spare time to come to our Yuezhou to make trouble?"

The thin man spread his hands, shook his head, and said:

"How do I know? The Heavenly Acropolis generally can't control these young Tianjiao, so they just fight haha and then settle down, but guess what happened?"

"How?"

"That Granny Pear Blossom died outside the Acropolis in a few days! Heh! She is also a master of the Yuanhua Realm, and she was killed outside the Acropolis as soon as she finished complaining, do you think this is also a slap in the face?"

Speaking of this, Lao Huang also seemed to hear something wrong, and asked with a frown:

"Could it be the hand of the Void Void Heaven? This is too bad for Su Zun, right?"

A gleam flashed in the thin man's eyes, and he gloated:

"We don't know who can do it, and we are not qualified to say, but according to my cousin, Danlin seems to be really in our Yuezhou at that time, and Qingxutian is also secretive about this, and he refuses to provide Danlin's information itinerary. I heard that Su Zun put pressure on Qingxutian in the Tianwei Alliance again, as the saying goes, you don't hit people in the face, tsk, it seems that Qingxutian will suffer a big loss this time!"

Immediately, the two clinked glasses and said no more, and then chatted about other innocuous topics while drinking.

Qingyun's face by the window remained unchanged, but he couldn't help but think about it in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that what the two said was strange, and said secretly:

"I said that Granny Pear Blossom is so familiar with it, it turns out to be the Taoist companion and master of the dead ghost Qi Fei, it seems that most of the people who started it are the people who met in the old Taoist house of Nogi. ”

Just thinking about this, he couldn't help but think deeper:

"In this way, is the purpose of these people to get rid of Danlin with the hand of the Heavenly Acropolis? or do they want to weaken the strength of Qingxutian? But listening to the meaning of those two, it seems that the Heavenly Acropolis does not seem to have much power on weekdays, so I have to find an opportunity to inquire. ”

PS: I feel like I'm getting less and less hair~_| ̄|●