At the same time, Qiao Yue was also worried.

The old willow in front of him, which was as hard as iron, stood at the door of Qiao Yue's small stone cave, blocking the sunlight, causing the stone cave to be very damp, and he was always cold when he slept at night.

Qiao Yue is fine, it's just that Lin Fangwei is groggy every day, and it's not good to cough all the time, don't get contaminated with moisture, and make a fuss like last time. I heard that my father is in retreat, and Liu Yu is also in retreat, and there is only one Xu Zifeng, who is not a person to mess with.

Qiao Yue has always been self-reliant, knowing that the willow tree is blocking the sun, she has to cut it down, these days she has practiced her strength a lot, and she often punches the weeping willow in the middle of the night, and the willow tree is okay if her hands are broken.

Today, I finally pestered Chu Lin to sharpen the blade of the wooden sword for her, but it turned out that no matter what the sword was, her kung fu was not at home, and she couldn't cut down the big tree that these two people could hug together.

"Damn, really?"

Qiao Yue once again raised her sword and slashed at the trunk.

Everyone was wood, and the willow tree naturally refused to admit defeat, except for a few inches in the bark, it could no longer go deeper.

Qiao Yue's sword swung from his hand to the willow tree again and again, and finally cut off a tenth, but the rest was difficult to cut because the cut was too deep and lacked speed.

"If only there was a real sword. ”

I heard that the sword of sword cultivation grows with the master, of course, sword cultivation is not easy, and the power of the sword also grows very slowly. Qiao Yue used to read a book that said that when the sword cultivation reached the infancy stage, he could split the mountain with one sword, and it was like a bamboo, unhindered.

Qiao Yue knew that the realm of splitting the mountain with that sword would be difficult for her to achieve in her entire life. But she believed that soon she would be able to split the willow tree with a single sword.

With this thought, Qiao Yue swung her sword faster and faster, and the wooden sword drew an arc-shaped yellow afterimage in front of her, and before she knew it, the afterimage became clearer and clearer, and she actually felt that the wooden sword was struggling......

For some reason, Qiao Yue continued to swing the sword, not only was she not tired, but she had some feeling of blood boiling, which she had never experienced when she practiced swords before.

She felt that this was a good state, and her heart was always tense, as if something was spurting out of her body, like a blade, like a sharp sword, tumbling from her internal organs and rushing towards her right hand holding the sword.

Sword...... Sword...... A sword......

Qiao Yue closed her eyes, carefully feeling a feeling of blood gushing, not under her own control, and as if she could do whatever she wanted.

"What's that?"

Qiao Yue opened her eyes suddenly, the wooden sword was taken out of her hand, and with a subconscious stroke of her right hand, she saw that the air seemed to ripple, tearing apart the surroundings of her body, and slashing at the willow tree.

The willow tree almost fell in response.

Qiao Yue's mouth was as big as an egg, and she couldn't close it for a long time, raised her right hand, and looked at it over and over.

The powerful force just now broke through the restraints of her body and rushed out of her palm. But looking at it now, her hands are not unusual.

Qiao Yue had difficulty breathing, held her right hand far away, and almost subconsciously wanted to go to Chu Lin to ask.

But...... She shouldn't have got.

The thoughts in Qiao Yue's mind gradually became clear. She can't go, this matter is not so easy to publicize, let alone tell Chu Fuzi what can he do? This question, I'm afraid he hasn't seen it either.

Qiao Yue looked at the willow tree that was coming over, and the trunk of the tree was lying in front of her door. It's good that it doesn't block the sun, and it also gives a shade in front of the door. But......

The port of the tree was as smooth as silk, and it definitely didn't look like it was cut slowly, and how did she split the tree like this from someone who had never entered the Qi refining period and had never even touched the Xuantie Sword. When others see it, they will be suspicious.

If Qiao Yue had encountered such an inexplicable thing a year ago, she would definitely have to go to the master to ask, and she couldn't imagine what was wrong with this tree and how much trouble it would cause to be seen by others.

Fortunately, she has been in Mengxue for more than a year, and she has learned more than a little theory, and she also has the vigilance that has grown up imperceptibly.

She's not afraid of getting into trouble, but she's afraid of attracting attention. He didn't dare to move his right hand anymore, so he used his left hand to cut and cut everywhere on the trunk of the tree, trying his best to disguise himself as if he was cutting it little by little with a blunt sword.

When everything was done, it was dark again. Qiao Yue entered the cave and put a luminous stone on the luminous stone lampholder, and suddenly the cave was soft and bright.

On the table was a stack of books she had borrowed from Ling Bo, most of which told stories about the immortal cultivation world. Qiao Yue was full of doubts today, holding her right hand and touching the lines in her palm.

There's nothing...... It's just that the palms of his hands have been sharpened with calluses and blood blisters because of the sword.

Qiao Yue recalled the feeling of boiling blood at that time, her mind was blank at that time, and then, a voice came from the bottom of her heart, "Sword ......" Then, her wooden sword couldn't hold it, and a force broke through the restraints and threw it onto the tree.

Since she was subconsciously telling herself at that time that this power was related to the sword, then she should have found it from classics such as swordsmanship and swordsmanship.

"It's not written in the book...... Qiao Yue took out a copy of "Kunlun Sword Technique", and searched for a long time in this classic book that recorded many anecdotes of sword cultivation, but still didn't see any record of the strength of the body.

It seems that this situation is very rare.

Qiao Yue was glad that she didn't tell Chu Lin, otherwise, with Chu Lin's character, if she couldn't figure it out, she would tell the Zhuji monk, and the Zhuji monk didn't understand, and maybe it would reach the ears of which elder.

Pifu is not guilty of his crimes, this power is not clear, I don't know the blessings and misfortunes, according to the rules of the immortal world, you should not tell others, but keep it as a secret.

Since it's not in the sword cultivation classics, let's look elsewhere.

Qiao Yue rummaged through the classics until midnight, but finally gave up. She also knew that the master in the Qi refining period couldn't get his hands on the esoteric books, and what was recorded in these classics was just some common sense that everyone understood, and they couldn't help her. Think about it tomorrow I will have to take the test, but don't test the swordsmanship.

When you are restless, your face is easy to show. She's going to have to keep her mind hidden.

However, it is easy to hide from Chu Lin, but it is not easy to hide from Ling Bo's old fritters, Qiao Yue rubbed her stiff face, and her right hand that had not dared to move, put things down for the time being, and when she passed the assessment, she would continue to study this.

When she got up in the morning, Qiao Yue took out a knife and slashed it on the palm of her right hand. She didn't dare to move her right hand anymore, so she could only use bitter tricks, so that she would justifiably not use her right-handed sword, and she would not have the same situation as before.

It's just that she didn't know how her left hand was, so she waved her hand up and down, left and right, and didn't notice anything unusual.

When she arrived at the school, the master saw that her hands were wrapped in gauze, and he blamed her again. Qiao Yue reluctantly lied: "Yesterday, I climbed a tree to practice light exercises, and I accidentally fell down, grabbed the wicker, and broke my hand." ”

Ling Bo flipped over her hand and saw a trace of blood red on the white cloth in her palm, angry and funny.

"I know that I want to be assessed, but I dare to be naughty, I'm not afraid that I won't be able to pass?"

Qiao Yue shook her head: "Master, I have always practiced the left-handed sword. You can still write with your right hand. ”

Chu Lin and Ling Bo both sighed slightly and motioned for her to sit down.

Ling Bo was old and highly qualified, so he said loudly: "Today is the day of the assessment of the disciples of my Sword Sect Meng Academy. Those who pass can obtain the qualifications of disciples of the Sword Sect, and from then on they will officially enter the Immortal Gate. However, if he leaves the Ancient Sword Sect, if he comes back, he will have to wait a year later. ”

Chu Lin had already ushered in a person from outside the door.

"This is Senior Uncle Liu Yu of the Sword Sect. ”

Qiao Yue heard Chu Lin say that Liu Yu had become his uncle, and thought that Liu Yu had been promoted to become a foundation building monk.

The immortal cultivation world has always regarded cultivation as a matter of dignity and humility, unless it is a disciple of the same master. Therefore, although Chu Lin is much older than Liu Yu, he still has to call him uncle.

Qiao Yue was happy in her heart, it seems that Liu Yu has been in retreat for a year, and he has worked hard to build a foundation.

Liu Yu's white clothes were fluttering, and his actions revealed a unique chic style of sword cultivation, and he came to the children and said, "I will invigilate the exam today." ”

"Chang Bai. Liu Yu took out a small wooden plaque from the wooden box and pronounced the name on it. In order to avoid cheating, each disciple was randomly drawn by lot, answered in person, and Chu Lin and Ling Bo decided whether to pass or not.

Chang Bai is a chubby little boy, his expression is very restrained, and he slowly moves to the master's seat, and his submissive appearance makes people hate it.

The results of the assessment were obvious, Chang Baidao memorized by rote, but he didn't understand anything about righteousness, so Ling Bo directly memorized it and let him go down the mountain.

Qiao Yue looked at the back of packing up her books and leaving, and she was more cautious in her heart.

She is not Chang Bai, Chang Bai is not talented, and she is middle-class, she learns much better than Chang Bai, and she is very close to the two masters on weekdays.

But no matter what the relationship is, she has to deal with it carefully. When Limbo asks others, she is careful to remember. Zuo is just some righteousness, Qiao Yue has long been familiar with it.

"Qiao Yue. Liu Yu read this name and inadvertently glanced at her.

With a calm face and a bamboo in his chest, it is not the first time he has seen Qiao Yue, who is silly and enthusiastic. Liu Yu has been in retreat for a year, and she seems to have grown up several years out of thin air.

Qiao Yue came to Lingbo's seat: "Master, disciple Qiao Yue, please give me advice." ”

Ling Bo asked a few passages of Taoism, a few philosophical words, Qiao Yue answered them all fluently, she thought that the assessment was about to pass, but she didn't expect Ling Bo to suddenly have a serious face, "Let me ask you, if you encounter a person who is seriously injured and needs you to exchange half your life, can you save it?"

"This ......" Qiao Yue was stunned, she didn't expect Ling Bo to ask such a dilemma.

If she answered to save her, wouldn't it seem that she was too virgin, and if she didn't, wouldn't people blame her for being cold-blooded and ruthless?

There are not a few people who burn, kill and loot in the immortal cultivation world, and only cold-blooded people can live. There are fathers and sons who are filial piety, brothers and brothers, those who are insidious and vicious, and those who are exquisite, and the premise of all is to live better.

In the face of life, benevolence, righteousness and morality must stand aside, and it is impossible to be kind.

She may have saved when she was young and ignorant, but living in this cannibalistic world, who can always keep her original intention?

Even her biological father can't recognize her, and who in this world is worthy of her sacrificing half her life to save her.

"I don't save. ”

As soon as these words came out, even Liu Yu stared at her for a long time.

"Is that the most important person to you?"