Yuan Qing came back to his senses and looked at Zhu Ling'er, his heart was hot when his eyes met, and he couldn't help but say aloud: "Ling'er ......"

When the words came to his lips, he didn't know what to say, just stared at her blankly.

Seeing Yuan Qing's stupid appearance, Zhu Ling'er couldn't help but chuckle out loud, whispering "idiot", and then deliberately cleared his throat, picked up his tone and asked, "What's the matter with calling this fairy?"

Yuan Qing was suddenly speechless: "Ahem, this... It's raining, I'm afraid you'll get sick from the rain and cold, this... Why don't you go to my place for a cup of tea to keep the cold away?"

Zhu Ling'er immediately smiled when she heard Yuan Qing speak, but she stopped it in a blink of an eye, and said with a reluctant look: "Even if you have filial piety," he immediately stepped forward, walked for a while, and turned his head to see Yuan Qing still standing in place stupidly, and couldn't help shouting: "What are you doing in a daze, don't hurry up and keep up." ”

After saying that, I turned around and couldn't help but "giggle" after walking a few steps.

Yuan Qing scratched his head, wondering what was wrong with him, and then followed with a deaf ear to the silver bell-like laughter floating in the bamboo forest.

Back at Qingyuanju, the two skillfully brewed tea and sat quietly.

After a while, Yuan Qing was about to say something, but found Zhu Ling'er sitting opposite and staring at him, and his face suddenly turned red, then Zhu Ling'er blinked and asked, "Yuan Qing, do you feel anything strange?"

Yuan Qing was stunned for a moment, then closed his eyes and looked inward, the remnants of the dantian slowly rotated, and the sword qi unconsciously added one more, and he was overjoyed to suddenly find that there were four faint sword-shaped phantoms in the Mud Pill Palace. The four sword shadows stood at four corners, the tips of the swords were downward, and they seemed to attract and repel each other, and there was a little silver light in the middle, shaped like lotus seeds.

Yuan Qing opened his eyes and said: "At this moment, there are four more swordsmanship true intentions in my body, which are 'movement' in the Fufeng Sword, 'Quiet' in the Linyuan Sword, 'Softness' in the Taiyi Sword, and 'Gang' in the Killing Sword. In addition, there is one more sword qi, what's wrong?"

Zhu Ling'er sneered and laughed: "Yuan Qing, how do I know if it's okay, are you stupid to practice your head by practicing swords?" I just think that your spiritual pressure is rising again at the moment, and your breath is sharp, I think it is because you are cultivating and advancing, just ask casually." ”

Yuan Qing just scratched his head when he heard this, and said in his heart: Could it be that his mind is not clear due to his cultivation and unstable breath, no, he must take a good breath.

As if seeing what Yuan Qing was thinking, Zhu Ling'er got up and said, "Okay, the tea is also drunk, you can breathe well, I'll go." ”

Yuan Qing got up to send each other, and after returning to the house, he entered the inner view, according to the sword scripture, the way of the sword, lies in the right and strange complementary, the movement and the static are suitable, the rigidity and softness are combined, and the method of yin and yang is used to refine a little kendo true meaning between the movement and the rigidity and softness, which is the foundation of the future enlightenment and the source of the sword intent.

Different from the general method of imperial weapons, the superior swordsmanship recorded in the outer chapter of the sword book is all about the sword.

Generally, the imperial weapon first attaches its own mana to the magic weapon, stimulates the power of the magic weapon, and then guides it with divine thoughts, so as to fight the enemy.

Yiyi Imperial Sword is to combine its own sword intent with the sword weapon, condense the sword body and its own pure sword qi as the sharp sword light, and the sword is moving, and the depth of the essence can break the world with a sword.

Yuan Qing was immersed in the mysteries of swordsmanship at this time, and the sword shadows in the sea of knowledge danced one after another, and when they struck, a little crystal fragment fell, and in an instant, it was absorbed by a little silver light in the middle, and the remnant embryo in the qi mansion also slowly accelerated and rotated, and the surrounding heaven and earth yuan qi was continuously refined into pure sword qi.

Spring goes to autumn, the leaves outside the mountain are yellow and green four times, and the mountain is still a green and prosperous scene. In the past four years, many disciples have failed to build a foundation and passed the age limit, and they have gone down the mountain to find opportunities, and the mountain has become much deserted.

The rest of the disciples go their own way, every day they either practice or go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion or the Gonggong Pavilion to ask the Dharma, meet each other and simply bow their hands and say goodbye in a hurry, and occasionally have leisure to talk with acquaintances, and life is as plain as water.

After four years of hard work, Yuan Qing finally refined the eleventh sword qi, and his sharp qi was gradually revealed, and the silver light in the sea of knowledge was also long to the size of an inch, surrounded by four star-dot small swords, which looked quite strange.

Zhu Ling'er didn't know why, she didn't practice much two years ago, and she either wandered around the back mountain every day or accompanied Yuan Qing to drink tea and practice swords.

After the unremitting efforts of the two, the awakening tea was finally completely drunk a year ago.

However, Zhu Linger accidentally found a tea tree in the back mountain, and immediately picked a lot of it, but the tea tasted bitter and did not have the effect of refreshing the mind.

Yuan Qing woke up from the meditation and looked at the sky, there was only a little afterglow left on the horizon, the bamboo forest seemed to be dyed with a layer of golden red, and there were insects and birds chirping from time to time around, as if it was a whisper in the mountains. The quiet and peaceful atmosphere was soon broken by a sweet shout.

"Yuan Qing, I caught a pheasant! There is a roast chicken to eat!" I saw a young girl in her twenties walking briskly, her starry eyes and bright teeth, without powder, and the color was like the morning glow reflecting the snow, and her hair was lightly pulled and she was wearing a simple Taoist robe, but it was better than the moonlight.

Behind him, a blue ribbon floated in the air, and a pheasant was tied to it, and it was not a terrible cry.

Yuan Qing got up from the bluestone and greeted him, and said as he walked: "Ling'er, there are many mottled and miscellaneous gases contained in the five grains and birds, which is not conducive to cultivation, and besides, you see that this chicken cries miserably, it is better to let him go today." ”

It was like two rounds of crescent moon falling into her eyes, Zhu Ling'er smiled and said coquettishly: "It's been two months since the last time I ate, and any miscellaneous gas has already been drained away, you can go and roast it for me." ”

Yuan Qing looked at her and smiled dotingly and said, "Okay, then you deal with this chicken first, and I'll go back." After saying that, he disappeared with a few flashes.

Zhu Linger smiled and responded with a "good" and then began to process the ingredients, only to see her flick her fingers, an ice spike drilled in from the head of the chicken, and after a while, it came out from the back, blood and water mixed with internal organ debris flowed out of the small hole, and then stretched out a little hand, a stream of water drilled into the chicken like a rope, and the chicken was cleaned in a few breaths, and then the fire was together, and the chicken feathers were burned out in a blink of an eye, but the chicken skin did not have a trace of fire.

After doing all this, Zhu Ling'er sat on the bluestone and waited for Yuan Qing to come back, but there was always a trace of sadness between her eyebrows.

After a while, Yuan Qing came back, still holding a few unknown large leaves in his hands.

When Zhu Ling'er saw Yuan Qing coming back, she immediately smiled, pointed to a few leaves and asked, "What are you doing with these leaves, and do you want to make a dress for this chicken?"

Yuan Qing smiled mysteriously: "You'll find out later." ”

After speaking, he picked a piece of relatively flat ground, and with a finger of his hand, the sword qi exploded into a half-foot-deep pit, and then the figure flashed, and when he came back, he waved his hand, and pushed the split bamboo and stones of different sizes and fell.

Yuan Qing spread the stones at the bottom of the pit, and then covered the bamboo on top of the stones, and then said to Zhu Ling'er: "The tired fairy lights this pile of bamboo." ”

Zhu Linger didn't know why, but she still did as she was told.

At this time, Yuan Qing picked up the pheasant, walked to the edge of the pond, first wrapped it tightly with leaves, and did not use spells, dug out the thin mud by the pond with his bare hands, and smeared it layer by layer on the outside of the leaves, and finally turned the whole chicken into a mud ball.

Then he took the mud ball to the pit that had been burned just now, covered it with a thick layer of bamboo, and let Zhu Ling'er light it, so that he washed off the mud on his hands and sat side by side with Zhu Ling'er on the bluestone.

Half an hour later, Yuan Qing took out the burnt black mud ball, pressed it with his empty hand, the mud shell cracked, and suddenly the fragrance came to the nose, uncovering the leaves, full of oil, making people can't help but move their index fingers.

Yuan Qing took off a chicken leg and handed it to Zhu Ling'er, and took a bite of it, leaving a fragrant mouth. The two of them quickly swept away an entire chicken, and the fragments of bones were burned to the ground by a fireball.

"Does this have a name?" asked Zhu Ling'er with satisfaction after the meal

"It's just a practice that my grandfather talked about when I was a child, called 'calling flower chicken', and this time I tried it for the first time, and it was not bad. Yuan Qing replied with a smile.

"Alright, it's time to move when you're full. Come and show this fairy how you have grown?" As he spoke, he stood up, and the blue silk was like a poisonous snake spitting out letters, ready to move.

Yuan Qing got up and ran when he heard this, and it came from afar: "I remembered that there was an urgent matter in the house, so I said goodbye." "In the blink of an eye, it was gone.

Zhu Ling'er just stood quietly and watched Yuan Qing walk away, her eyebrows and eyes full of watery tenderness. Gradually, however, the heavier and heavier melancholy fell into the water, rippling round and round.

In the next seven days, Yuan Qing never saw Zhu Ling'er again, and when she went to her Lingshui Pavilion, she only saw that the formation was fully open, and there were bursts of mist in it, which made it difficult to see.

Seven days later, Yuan Qing was meditating and working hard, when he suddenly felt a huge spiritual pressure coming from the Lingshui Pavilion, and hurriedly collected the exercises and rushed over. When he arrived, he found that the mist of the formation was still there, and then he seemed to think of something, but he was not sure, just nervously waiting outside the formation.

Many people around were attracted by this spiritual pressure and came one after another, but they were silent as if they had a tacit understanding.

Half an hour later, a little bit of aqua blue light lit up around the bamboo house, and it disappeared in a flash, and then the spiritual pressure was even worse, far exceeding the upper limit of the Qi cultivator.

After a long time, a blue light appeared in front of the Lingshui Pavilion, and Xu Jingtian, who was dressed in a dark robe, showed his figure, he first returned the salute with the disciples around him, and then looked at the Zhu house, there was a blue light in his eyes, and his face was full of a smile of approval.

Zhu Ling'er was meditating in the house at this time, the mana of the whole body was stirring but smooth and peaceful, running along the eight veins of the Qi Sutra Zhou Tian, the whole person fell into a mysterious state that seemed to be a dream but not a dream, and seemed to be awake but not awake, feeling as if there was a barrier in the body being opened, and for the first time felt that his inner heaven and earth were connected to the outside world, and a large amount of water and spiritual energy was continuously infused into the body, and the originally perfect mana skyrocketed again, and began to broaden the meridians and qi around the body, and the impurities hidden in the body were constantly washed away with the flow of aura.

At first, it was a little itchy and sore, but in the end, I only felt like I was soaking in a hot spring, and every pore of my body was open and I was breathing in the vitality of heaven and earth, and my whole body was warm and comfortable.

Gradually, Zhu Linger's body gradually lit up with a pale aqua blue glow, her complexion was as warm as jade, her hair was windless, and her breath was gentle and long. There are fewer and fewer spots of light around it, but the light on its body is getting stronger and stronger, dyeing all the rooms into a watery blue color.

After a long time, Zhu Ling'er slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were shining, her eyes were radiant, and her consciousness was swept away, whether it was the bamboo forest flowing water, the birds and insects chirping, or the seeds under the soil sprouting, the water droplets on the leaves flowed like a palm view, and they were clearly visible.

The meridians in the body have been more than doubled, and the qi has been increased by more than five times, and the flow of mana has become more round.

A stream of water gathered in his hand, and with a movement of his mind, the water flow turned into ropes, small arrows, shields, and even beasts and birds, and finally the water flow turned into a bead the size of a chicken, with an arc entwined on it, exuding a powerful and dangerous aura;

Zhu Ling'er closed her eyes and sat quietly for a while, then she got up and went out and withdrew the formation.

When Xu Jingtian saw Zhu Ling'er come out, he first congratulated: "Congratulations to Senior Sister on building the foundation!" Then all the disciples also congratulated in unison: "Congratulations to Senior Sister on building a successful foundation!"

Zhu Ling'er returned the salute separately, and then, as if showing off, she walked up to Yuan Qing and said, "Yuan Qing, you see that I have succeeded in building the foundation!"