Bing Ruo, whose status had soared, hadn't changed much, and even his master couldn't save his broken veins. It is said that the tragic consequences of this like going mad and bursting into the demonic veins could not have allowed Bing Ruo to survive to this day, but maybe because of the poison, or maybe because of his strength, Bing Ruo really persevered.

Fifteen-year-old Bingruo is much taller, but his lean figure remains the same. In the face of this smart and filial boy, Bingyi, who has never married a wife and had children in his life, not only accepted Bingruo as his righteous son, but also passed on the Bing family's family education, so that Bingruo can always accompany him. If it weren't for Bing Ruo's meridians, which were really dilapidated and pitiful and difficult to cultivate true qi, Bing Yi would almost want to pass on the position of the Seven Hall Masters to him.

However, although he couldn't operate his true qi because of the dilapidated meridians, Bing Ruo had the same magical experience as the young valley master. With Lian Bi's double swords in his hands, the enchanting purple spiritual power circulating all over his body, coupled with the young man's unparalleled sword-holding talent, although he was not as invincible as the Young Valley Lord's Lingyue Demon Sword, but with his amazing Bing Clan's swordsmanship, it was enough.

"That's all for today's morning class, everyone can learn from each other and familiarize themselves with the content of the morning class as soon as possible. ”

Wufang selects the best teenagers in the valley to open the Youcao class, as the most secret last resort in the Youlian Valley to inherit the unique learning in the valley. If the Lotus Valley faces an existential crisis, the grass will be protected as the last seed in the valley, waiting for the germination after the crisis. Only teenagers who are no more than 15 years old have the opportunity to be selected as a member of Youcao, and Bingruo is already in her last year in Youcao.

With the teaching of the Youcao Classroom and the full support of Bingyi, the master of the seventh hall, Bingruo made rapid progress and seemed to be the best among the younger generation. It's just that although he entered here with the quota of the seventh hall, he was only Bingyi's righteous son after all, and he was born in a humble drug shop, so he was inevitably hostile and ostracized.

"Bing Gongzi, today's class is complicated, and it doesn't make much sense to ponder alone, why don't you learn and get familiar with it together?"

Bingruo turned around, and sure enough, he saw Lu Weifan, the son of the first hall master, Lu Ma, leaning against a tree with his usual arrogant expression, watching his subordinates provoke him. Some of the surrounding disciples automatically retreated, only Yu Momo, the daughter of the martial arts master, and Bai Wei, the first disciple of the poison workshop, frowned and did not move.

"If there is something to do today, I won't bother you Yaxing. With a slight bow, Bingruo didn't want to entangle with them. In the past few days, they have talked about the skills of fist palms, and Bingruo, who has no true qi, is not their enemy at all when he cannot use weapons.

For several years, he still practiced the true qi every night according to the Donglin mental method that he had memorized at the beginning, knowing that this true qi would not be of any use at all because his meridians were broken and he could only entrench in the dantian, but he still did not relax overnight. At this moment, Bing Ruodonglin's mental method is already considered a small success, and even if he doesn't take the initiative to practice on weekdays, he can feel that the dantian is automatically swallowing the aura of heaven and earth. Bingruo didn't know that even the current sect leader of the Donglin Sect had only reached his current level at the age of thirty, but it was just that he was useless at this level.

It takes ten years to insist on doing a meaningless thing, which is easy to say, but how many people can really do it?

"Bing Gongzi is still as arrogant as ever, and he doesn't bother to compete with us. "Lu Weifan naturally wouldn't just let Bing Ruo leave. His position in the grass was bought by his father for the birth and death of the valley, how could this mere medicine boy be treated like this. As long as he saw Bingruo's ice cube face that was neither humble nor arrogant, he was full of boredom, this kid, obviously occupied all the benefits of the world, but he still didn't care about anything, a punch was like punching into the cotton and couldn't use his strength, he really hated it!

These people, who have not worked hard since they were children to cultivate their true qi, hone their moves, and have hardly indulged in happiness for a single day, and have endured countless hardships! Why doesn't this kid have to go through all this, he doesn't even need to practice his true qi, he can stand in the same position as them just by relying on two swords!

Bai Wei, who had been watching from the sidelines, just wanted to say something, but was stopped by a small guard, and only pouted indignantly. His gaze fell on the little guard for a moment and then turned away, and there were no extra words.

Young Master Lu said with a smile, Bing Ruo is not your opponent. Bingruo still explained expressionlessly, with a faint irritability hidden in his indifferent eyebrows.

"What if I want to fight you?"

"Why don't I play with you?"

A female voice like a silver bell floated over, and a smile appeared on her frozen face, "Qing'er." The smile is not strong, but there is a kind of soft warmth, which is a little bit into the heart, which is reassuring.

The little girl in an emerald green skirt flashed from afar to the front in a few jumps. The half-sized body did not have the curves that a woman should have, and it was still like a child, with swaying double ponytails up to the waist, and the green bells tied up at the ends of the hair jingled.

"Speed" is an innate talent for Yuqing, who can rush out of a mile at the age of six, but she can't control direction and timing yet. Today's Yuqing is already the year of the golden hairpin, and the top body of Youlian Valley, the shadow of the lotus is beside him, and the control of "speed" has been perfected.

"Do you want to fight? I like it!" Yu Qingfeng's eyes were raised, and his small body jumped up, "I have cultivated Bi Tao Palm and Folding Eagle Hand to master, how do you want to practice, let's go together?"

"I've seen the young valley master. ”

"I've seen the young valley master. ”

Seeing the girl who suddenly appeared, how dare several teenagers make a move, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute, their faces embarrassed. On weekdays, he bullies the soft and is afraid of being hard because of Lu Weifan's support, but this young valley master is not a soft persimmon.

No one in the valley knows that the young valley lord Yuqing is talented and has outstanding skills, and the Lingyue Sword was originally the famous magic sword of the valley lord, but it is unparalleled in the world in the hands of this little girl, and there are not many Tianjiao in the valley who has lost the foundation realm in his hands.

Ordinary people practice true qi, three years can be regarded as talented, ten years can be considered to be able to get into the golden pill is enough to be scrambled by the major sects, before the age of forty can reach the realm of the Yuan Infant is rare, all of them are the elite core disciples of the major sects. The realm of extinction after Yuan Ying is the pinnacle that countless cultivators can hardly reach in their lifetimes, and it is enough to start a sect in an ordinary place. As for the legendary realm of creation, the number of people in Kyushu is only a handful of them.

The five people in this Creation Realm are the heads of the two righteous sects and the leaders of the two major demon sects that everyone knows and everyone knows, plus the hall master of the Shadow Temple, an intelligence organization that crisscrosses Kyushu.

And Yu Qing, the young valley master of the First Demon Sect Youlian Valley, was invincible at the age of twelve, and the Jindan master could also fight for a few rounds, and he didn't know how many life and death crises he had experienced at a young age, but every time he retreated, he never really encountered any desperate situation.

The young valley lord has almost no hobbies except for practicing on weekdays, but he is quite interested in recruiting all kinds of men into the temple. It's a demon sect, what kind of secular etiquette do you want. Since marrying a husband at the age of six, he has been a husband and servant constantly, and he has to marry one and a half almost every year.

As for Bingruo in the seventh hall, secretly everyone said that it was the person who the young valley lord had a crush on, and now he was openly going to stand up for him. A few teenagers were a little nervous, not knowing if this young valley master was really an accountant.

"Why is the young valley master so interested, he wants to come to the Youcao Academy to find bad luck. Seeing that everyone else was frightened away by Yuqing's coercion, Lu Weifan finally couldn't bear it anymore and stepped forward in person. Others are afraid of Yu Qing, but he is not afraid. His father is also the first hall master, if it weren't for the valley lord breaking the rules, he should have been a legitimate candidate for the young valley master.

Yu Qing appeared, Bing Ruo stopped talking, and naturally retreated behind Yu Qing and handed everything over to a girl who was a head shorter than herself.

"You are so ugly, don't talk to me. Yu Qing didn't even look at Lu Weifan, and only didn't bother to pay attention to it.

"You...... Do you know that I am the head of this Grass School, and I am the best one in all my subjects?"

"So what?" As if hearing something extremely funny, Yu Qing directly hid his face and laughed: "The Seven Charms Sect's suzerain emperor Wuyan, the young master Lin Moyu who has a unique mind and knows thousands of miles without going out, and the immortal doctor Gu Tian who has a wonderful hand to rejuvenate and can live and die human flesh and bones, none of them are older, but which one is not much better than you? The world is so big, I really recommend you to go out and have a look." ”

"You...... But they're all legendary characters!

"Why should I go to see them, if my brother is still here, what do you have to say! Even Miss Yu's little guard is much stronger than you. ”

"Does the young valley lord like people just by looking at his face?"

Who said that those who like to be smart must be nobler than those who like to be handsome, and who says that a handsome person cannot be smart?"

Just now, a few cowardly teenagers saw that Yu Qing was just arguing with others, and it didn't seem to be as terrible as rumored. After all, it is a female doll that is no more than the height of her chest, what kind of danger can she have? Seeing that Young Master Lu can't argue, it is a good time for him to behave.

"Naturally, not everyone is like the young valley lord who does not need any strength and merit to be able to sit under one person and above ten thousand people, and naturally being excellent is far more important than being handsome among others. ”

"That is, after all, the external things are temporary, and I only sincerely wish that the young valley master can sit in this seat forever, just be extravagant and profligate, and don't think about things other than looking at the face. ”

Seeing that the disciples of Wufang actually died with others, Yu Momo sneered in a low voice, "stupid", and actually took half a step back to distance himself from the disciple who talked a lot.

Yu Qing didn't notice this, and the two teenagers suddenly spoke sarcastically, only feeling ridiculous: "I said I came to learn from you, but you didn't dare, I said that I like to see your face, and you have to talk about strength." You guys, shouldn't you be jealous because you can't come to my temple and can't eat with your face?"

"How can this be reasonable! We still have to train hard every day, how can we eat your jealousy!"

Yu Qing laughed out loud again, and his big smart eyes looked at a few teenagers innocently and frivolously: "It's a pity, it's a pity, this Kyushu is so unreasonable, even if I am extravagant and profligate every day, it is still more than enough for you who train hard." A quail is a quail, no matter how you flutter your wings, it won't become a pengbird, you say you work hard, what's the point?"