If it weren't for the moment when Bing Ruo broke through to the realm of creation, I'm afraid that ten of him would have died under that palm.

As a result, by mistake, not only did he not die, but was forced by a powerful threat to sprint to the realm of creation, three lives and reincarnation, until the end, Bing Ruo realized that he was actually in the midst of a breakthrough.

The dream of the three-life creation of Huangliang, the original realm of creation, actually relied on reincarnation to break the shackles of the seven emotions......

It was also because of the shattering of the muscles and veins all over the body, and the catastrophe that Bingruo broke through did not come on time. I couldn't move up and down my body, so I could only use the energy that had been fed back by three lives and three lives when I broke through to repair my dilapidated body little by little.

"Hey, Mumu, Mumu, I lost the practice in the martial arts class again today. ”

Suddenly, a crisp voice sounded, with the girl's unique immaturity and squeamishness, floating into Bingruo's ears. Bingruo couldn't move, and he didn't open his eyes.

"I've worked very hard, I've swung this Qianliu Sword no less than tens of thousands of times, but I just can't use that sword move, what can I do." The girl's mood was not very good, she actually cried as she spoke, and continued to talk to herself with a crying voice: "It was just that there was a sister there to compare before, and now there is a Luo Niannian, everyone is better than me, everyone is more talented than me, the master dislikes me more and more, and says that I have lost the face of the palace family." Woo, it seems that I am willing to be a member of the palace family, I am a green-level talent, what can I do. ”

Bingruo lay motionless on the couch, and the girl continued to cry defenselessly, not knowing that Bingruo had woken up.

"In three months, the annual competition of the disciples on the mountain will start again, and grandpa said that this year's big competition will not let me stay on the mountain if I can't enter the top four. If you don't stay, you won't stay, why do you dislike me so much, woo woo, I'm fourteen years old, a master of cultivation at the pinnacle of foundation building, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to take it in without the Jianghu sect wherever I go. ”

Obviously crying, but the girl still refused to soften her mouth: "Mumu, Mumu, I have no place to say these words, so I dare to tell you, if I really let others hear it, I don't know how to slander me." Woo! This man has no strength, why is he so miserable?"

Bingruo was a little speechless, is this girl just running to cry......

The girl didn't care what Bingruo was thinking, and continued to cry and said: "And that annoying Senior Brother Ye Cheng, he actually murdered me with them, woo, and said that I can improve by spending all my time as time practicing swords, this is too ruthless! ”

While crying, the girl actually walked to Bingruo's side, helped Bingruo up the recliner she was lying on, pushed out of the room, and pushed it under the sun: "Mumu, Mumu, you are also so good-looking, are you as fierce as Senior Brother Ye Cheng?

Pushing Bingruo into the sun, the girl continued to lie on the side and cry, Bingruo seemed to finally be unbearable, and slowly opened her eyes.

It didn't seem to be the discomfort of long-term claustrophobic darkness, Bing Ruo blinked a few times, quickly adapted to the brightness of the sun, and helplessly looked at the girl who looked like she was only thirteen or fourteen years old lying in front of him.

"Ahhh!!h

The girl bounced up like an electric shock. seemed to forget to cry, stretched out his finger and pointed at Bingruo in shock, and screamed in disbelief: "You, you, you, you're still alive!!"

Bingruo actually wanted to roll his eyes, since this girl was chattering with himself, he naturally thought that the girl knew that he was still alive. Otherwise, talking to a corpse and talking to yourself? That's amazing, isn't it?

But Bingruo didn't speak, not because he was cold, but because the bones in his body were still broken, even the throat bone was no exception, so he naturally couldn't speak, so he had to silently look at the girl with tears on her face.

The girl had a delicate baby face, with some baby fat, and her round face was as delicate and ruddy as a ripe apple. Dressed in a pink long skirt with a pair of double ponytails, it reminded Bingruo of the former Yuqing.

Seeing that Bingruo's gaze softened little by little, the girl's face turned more and more red, and she couldn't care about crying anymore, and asked at a loss: "You, you are a living person, right?"

The tenderness in Bingruo's eyes instantly dissipated. How could he have such thoughts about other women? He had already rejected Yu Qing with his own mouth, rejected his only happiness in this life, and from now on, he could only be a piece of ice, facing everyone with cold spikes.

"Don't, don't, don't be angry. It's just that I have taken care of you for three months and you haven't opened your eyes, I thought, I thought ......" The girl wanted to say that she thought Bingruo was dead, but if she didn't believe that Bingruo was still alive, how could she take care of Bingruo?

Seeing that Bingruo's faint gaze fell on her again, the girl continued to explain in a hurry: "I, my name is Gong Shangyu, I am a disciple here, I picked you up by the stream in the valley three months ago, you were unconscious, and you were seriously injured, so I took you to the secret base on this mountainside. Don't worry, I'm the only one here, and no one else knows. ”

Bingruo looked at Gong Shangyu apologetically, speaking of which, this girl can also be regarded as his savior. Although she didn't do anything, if she found out that she was another disciple of the Yunshan Sect, she was afraid that she would not have time to wake up from the three-life reincarnation of the Creation Realm, and she would completely fall into Yunshan.

seemed to feel the change in Bingruo's attitude, Gong Shangyu was a little happy, and there were tears on his face, but he showed a big smile: "You are really strong! Such a serious injury, you can survive without eating or drinking for three months, Mu Mu, if you don't die, there will be a blessing in the future, don't be sad, although you are paralyzed now, you may not have no chance to recover in the future." ”

Paralyzed ghost! Bingruo rolled her eyes again in her mind. The realm of creation has already entered the inhuman level, and as long as there is a breath left, it will be able to recover from all kinds of injuries. Don't look at the bones and veins of his whole body at the moment, the muscles and veins are still broken, and it is a matter of months to say that recovery.

But the girl no longer paid attention to these, Bingruo's awakening made her feel much better, and she kept talking to a corpse that couldn't move, saying that it was definitely false to say that she was not sad. After Gong Shangyu picked up Bingruo in the back mountain, it was only because Bing Ruosheng was good-looking, and he had just quarreled with his master, so he rebelled and deliberately hid Bingruo.

Three months ago, although she hadn't seen the Demon Sect War in Yuntai with her own eyes, she had heard it with her own ears. This strange boy was seriously injured and fell on the back mountain, and she also guessed that he was a disciple of the Demon Sect. However, she had personally probed the young man's body, and she did not have the slightest trace of true qi running, and it seemed that she was not a cultivator.

You must know that even if a cultivator falls into a coma, the true qi in his body will work on his own to recover from his injuries, even in the Silent Extinction Realm. Therefore, Gong Shangyu decided that this handsome young man did not have kung fu, so he secretly raised it with confidence.

Gong Shangyu began to babble to himself again, and Bingruo closed his eyes a little helplessly. In this way, for a whole month, Gong Shangyu came to the "secret base" on the mountainside every day in the evening, brought food and water to Bingruo, spoke to Bingruo like wood, and then practiced the swordsmanship he learned in class hundreds of times.

Seriously, Gong Shangyu is by no means a squeamish lady. Although she cries almost every day, every day, even if she is crying, she completes her training tasks carefully. And thanks to the past four months, Gong Shangyu has pushed Bingruo out of the door every day, under the baptism of the sun, Bingruo's creative power has flowed quickly, although the muscles and veins are still broken, but the bones have basically grown.

Thinking of this, Bingruo also wanted to cry without tears. He didn't know what was wrong with his muscles and veins, why his whole body was shattered again and again. It seems that since the beginning of Youlian Valley, he has been constantly repairing the tendons and veins, and the reincarnation of breaking the tendons and veins. However, it doesn't have to be a bad thing, at least every time the veins are refilled, they will be more tenacious than before they collapsed.

As for the pain of life that is worse than death caused by the broken tendons and veins again and again...... That's it, he's unlucky.

Gong Shangyu, as always, came to the secret base after the evening class, pushed Bingruo out of the room, talked for a while, and then practiced swords alone. The Luan Feng Sword taught by the master in today's class is a sword that is very suitable for girls with little strength, and it does not need to be very strong True Qi to trigger, so it can hit a sword qi and attack the enemy from a distance.

For the cultivator Xiaobai of the foundation building realm, there are very few means of long-range attacks, so the sword qi of this Luan Feng Sword is very important. But helplessly, her talent is still too poor, my sister has been able to swing a one-foot sword qi with a sword in class, and Senior Brother Ye Cheng has even swung a two-and-a-half-foot sword qi with a sword, you must know that this is only the first time they have learned this sword technique, and the master praised with satisfaction that it is not impossible to double the distance of sword qi after becoming proficient.

But Gong Shangyu, as the tail of the crane in the class, there is no doubt that half an inch of sword qi can't be wielded.

After swinging dozens of swords in a row, Gong Shangyu cried again: "This is too difficult, why can't I do it, how can this be done for people, obviously I am doing it according to what the master said......" Although he complained while crying, Gong Shangyu's pace did not stop, and he still practiced this sword in a regular manner.

This seems to have become Gong Shangyu's standard, and he will never be able to do it, and then he cries, and then he cries and persists.

The sky is getting darker and darker, the last rays of the setting sun are hidden in the mountains, the fiery red clouds are fading, and flocks of birds are chirping home.

Bingruo, who is not far away, finally can't stand it.

After he woke up, he didn't say a word for a whole month, Gong Shangyu didn't seem to have changed at all, he still treated him as a corpse who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, chattering and crying alone, and pushing him outside to bask in the sun alone. The food brought by Gong Shangyu has never been touched, and he has never gotten out of bed in front of Gong Shangyu, but Gong Shangyu doesn't seem to care about these issues and still brings new food the next day.

It's a piece of ice, which has been covered for four months, and half of it has to melt.

"Take a half-step back with your right foot. Four months after being rescued by Gong Shangyu, Bingruo spoke for the first time.

Startled by a somewhat hoarse voice, Gong Shangyu jumped up on the spot, opened his mouth wide and turned around, before finally landing his eyes on Bingruo: "You, you, you can actually speak!"

Bingruo didn't say anything anymore, but closed her eyes in disgust.

Gong Shangyu's tears flowed down in an instant, and his cry seemed to be even louder: "You can talk and ignore me for so long, you are too bad." Woo, it's half a step back, how can I take half a step back, I can't stand still half a step back, obviously I'm not even a cultivator, but I make it ......like a martial arts master" While crying and saying these words, Gong Shangyu honestly took half a step back at his feet, and continued to practice the Luanfeng swordsmanship.

It's just that this time the sword was swung out, and Gong Shangyu actually felt that the speed was much faster than just now.

Stunned, Gong Shangyu still continued to cry and chatter, but the whole person moved a few steps sideways, standing in front of Bingruo and wielding his sword.

"Elbows half an inch outward, wrists level, knees outward, left foot tiptoe a little turn. Bingruo continued to speak.

Gong Shangyu cried even more: "I'm going to twist into a twist, how can this be right, will you be able to, do you know that I may be beaten to death by my master tomorrow." ”

Bingruo didn't answer, but continued: "The shoulders are lowered, the buttocks are tightened, the calves are exerted, the legs are belted with the waist, the shoulders are belted, and the big arms are with the lower arms." ”

was still full of tears, but Gong Shangyu had a good habit of being obedient, and his whole body was rearranged according to Bingruo's requirements, and then his right foot exerted force, from bottom to top, and threw out a sword.

Touch!

The invisible sword qi swung out, cutting off a piece of the weeds two feet in front of him!

Gong Shangyu's tears were frozen on his face, and after being stunned for two breaths, he suddenly screamed and cheered, turned around and threw himself in front of Bingruo's recliner, excited, and hugged Bingruo.

"I succeeded! I succeeded!"

Bingruo snorted, his brows furrowed. His bones have just been connected, and they haven't fully grown yet, and he was hugged so hard by Gong Shangyu, I don't know how many they have broken.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I forgot you were hurt. Gong Shangyu wiped her tears, but suddenly continued to cry, as if she was in pain: "I'm just so happy, I practiced the swordsmanship taught by the master on the day of class for the first time, and it's been ten years, I have never practiced it once, I'm so happy woo woo woo......"

Bingruo's breathing was painful and trembling, but he couldn't raise his anger in his heart, but he was very helpless. This little girl, how can she talk more than Bai Nuannuan!" "It's just that you succeeded once, and you're only two feet of sword qi, and you're still far from practicing." ”

Gong Shangyu didn't care, laughed with tears, picked up the Qianliu Sword that she had thrown aside, and continued to pose in the posture that made her extremely awkward, and continued to swing the sword seriously. The first success seemed to be just a coincidence, and after that, Gong Shangyu failed more than a hundred times, but she didn't stop for two hours until she once again stimulated Luan Feng's sword qi.

Bingruo is actually the first time to be a master. He didn't know what kind of sword move Luan Fengjian was, but when he saw Gong Shangyu putting up a shelf again and again, he also understood seventy-seven-eighty-eight. Gong Shangyu's moves are empty, and he has not mastered the essentials at all, so he can't exert his power, and after Bingruo's pointing, it can be regarded as rapid progress, and by the time the bell of the curfew rings, Gong Shangyu has been able to stimulate the sword qi steadily out of more than three feet.

Gong Shangyu, who heard the curfew bell, realized that he had been practicing here for four hours, not only did he miss dinner, but he didn't even catch up with bed. Only then did he run back to his room in a panic, and he didn't forget to push Bingruo back into the house before leaving.

Still lying on the recliner, Bingruo put away his arms, put them behind his head, and looked at the bright moon through the window, with a faint smile unconsciously appearing on his face.

......

The cloud mountain is towering, the main peak is hidden in the white clouds all the year round, the depths of the white clouds, the fairy atmosphere is swirling, everything is calm and peaceful like the fairyland in people's dreams. The main peak of Yunshan is actually very wide, in addition to the Jinxian ladder and Yuntai, there are large areas of bamboo forests, as well as various courtyards buried deep in the bamboo forest.

When the first rooster crowed, and the fiery morning sun had just poked its head out of the horizon, the mountain disciples of the Yunshan Sect had already begun to move.

The disciples on the mountain were the essence of the entire Yunshan Sect, except for the descendants of a few elders, almost all of them were geniuses from among the disciples of the inner and outer sects. Adhering to the principle of "learning the sea is endless, and diligence is the boat." Every disciple on the mountain has been practicing hard since early in the morning, honing his own exercises and moves.

In the disciple's courtyard, the master had not yet arrived, and there were already three or two disciples from the mountain who had come to practice early. In the most spacious place in the courtyard, there was a girl in white, with a face like a hibiscus, as glamorous as a peach and a plum, with a regular body move, the anti-cloud sword in her hand stabbed out steadily, and the sword qi of nearly two feet flashed, winning the bursts of applause from the surrounding disciples.

This girl is Gong Shangxue. As the daughter of Gong Qianqiu, the elder of the mountain, Gong Shangxue once went down the mountain two years ago to participate in the Lianjie Conference organized by the Ce Shuzhai, and defeated the heroes of various sects with a single move of a hundred waves and stacked swords, and even broke into the top eight until he lost to Fan Sheng of the Tianchi Sect, who was known as the first young person of the decent disciple. This is also a little famous.

It's just that four months ago, the battle between good and evil in Yunshan Mountain, Fan Sheng of the Tianchi faction heard that he was in the company of the Demon Sect in public, and later he was brought back to Tianchi Mountain and endured several waves of heavy punishments and did not change his words.

As for the demon witch who sympathized with Fan Sheng, she turned out to be the descendant of the Xuan clan, but she grew up in Youlian Valley, the world's first demon sect, and after Youlian Valley was exterminated by decency, the witch disappeared with the broken divine sword, and disappeared without a trace.