A seemingly ordinary sword light turned this square inch of land into a heaven and earth, and in Yin Qing's eyes, the surrounding halls were completely gone, leaving only endless sword shadows dancing and gathering in all directions, and under the lock of ten thousand swords, Yin Qing only felt that he was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered on the chopping board, and there was no way to retreat.

Since his eyes could no longer keep up with the virtual and real changes of the sword shadow, Yin Qing simply closed his eyes and only relied on his own combat instinct to sense the upcoming attack. Yin Qing, who closed his eyes, was as calm as water, and he didn't face the panic of the attack of ten thousand swords at all. Yin Qing, who had been sharpened several times, put his hand on the hilt of the sword unhurriedly, and he was at ease with his priorities.

The sword light is getting closer and closer under the cover of the sword shadow, five feet!

Yin Qing lowered his head and tilted his ears, as if discerning the subtle changes in the whistling sword light.

Three feet!

As soon as Yin Qing stepped out, the spirit of his whole body seemed to be adjusted to the best state at this moment, and the whole person was like a fierce beast waiting for a good opportunity and ready to go. The hand that holds the hilt of the sword is still unmoving.

Half a foot!

In the flash of light, Yin Qing moved, drew his sword with both hands, and lunged forward to slash.

"Bell!"

Between the tips of the needles and the wheat, the sound of gold and iron was resounding, and the flames were splashing.

At the moment of contact, the sword came with a force that was almost none, which made Yin Qing couldn't help but be surprised.

The seemingly menacing sword light actually didn't have the slightest strength, and it collapsed and shattered in an instant of collision, turning into dots of spiritual light that scattered in all directions.

"Click...... Click......"

The door of the temple opened, and the hall gradually brightened.

At this moment, Yin Qing saw the layout of the hall clearly, and in the middle of the inner wall of the hall was also enshrined the middle-aged Taoist who was like an immortal in the center of the square of the Hongmeng School Palace. The slight difference is that the middle-aged Taoist in the Hongmeng Academy Palace stands with a sword in his hand, and his clothes are fluttering and handsome. The middle-aged Taoist in the picture scroll here looks angrily and kills decisively, and the long sword is unsheathed to ward off all evils, giving people a great shock.

There are two crane-shaped incense burners placed in front of the painting, and only a subtle "beep-beep" sound can be heard inside, which is probably caused by the discharge of spices. The mist wafts out from the hole, and the strange fragrance enters the nose to calm the mind.

The ground is round like a water mirror, but it is like a heavenly map in the Thorn Feather Army, marking countless pavilions, rivers and mountains in detail. The territory is vast, and it looks like it is a little similar to Yongning Mansion. It's just that he didn't expect Yongning Mansion to be so vast, and what surprised him even more was that the starry light in the mirror should be the disciples of Hongmeng Academy Palace who came and went in Yongning Mansion, so Yin Qing was secretly frightened.

"It's Senior Brother Yin Qing?"

Looking at this rich voice, it was a kind middle-aged Taoist with his hair tied and bearded, the heavenly court full and round, and he was born. He said that he was a Taoist, but he was not wearing a Taoist robe, and he was wearing a black Doubu magic robe embroidered with the Five Dou Stars Ji Yao Evil Righteous God.

Compared with the two, the benevolent and benevolent countenance is incompatible with the fierce and vicious robes, and it is inseparable like yin and yang. The hall was empty except for him, and he thought that the sword that had been tempted should have been issued by this man.

"Exactly!"

"The master sent a letter saying that the junior disciple has no other combat techniques except for cultivation. I didn't believe it at first, but I was reckless and tempted, and I hoped that my junior brother would not take it to heart. ”

"Yin Qing has just arrived, and he has not yet asked the teacher to be named. ”

Yin Qing also knew that this person had no malicious intent. He is an elder again, and he should bow down.

Seeing that Yin Qing knew how to advance and retreat, the middle-aged Taoist said a little unhappily: "How can you be so sleek at a young age? It's no wonder that Shizun asked you to come to me, the young man should have the sharpness of the young man. Since you are indomitable and courageous, it seems that you really need to polish it. ”

The middle-aged Taoist saw Yin Qing quietly listening to his words, so he continued.

"Master once gave me the name Crane Zhao, the sun is the form, and the call is the voice, which means the light and the fall. It's a pity that I don't like it, I call myself Jiu Zhenren, you can call me Senior Brother Jiu. ”

Unexpectedly, this senior brother had a fiery temper under his kind eyebrows, and he even disliked the name given by his master and set up his own title. After listening to Jiu Zhenren's words, Yin Qing was also eye-opening.

Jiu Zhenren looked at Yin Qing dumbfounded, and showed a satisfied smile. sighed secretly in his heart, this junior brother seems to be full of benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, wisdom and faith, and it is not an overnight thing to get rid of this pedantic atmosphere. Why did the master give me such a difficult errand? Could it be that Shizun is actually here to hone me?

Thinking of this, Ji Zhenren's face suddenly became a little strange.

Yin Qing saw that Jiu Zhenren suddenly didn't say a word, his face was strange, and he didn't know what to do at this time, so he could only stand quietly and wait for Jiu Zhenren to speak again.

"Sit down first. ”

It seems that he saw Yin Qing's restraint and wanted Yin Qing to relax. A stone bench stopped behind Yin Qing under the traction of spiritual power, and the Daoist motioned for Yin Qing to sit down first.

After Yin Qing sat down, he didn't see any movement from the Daoist people. A large hole opened in the void in front of Yin Qing, and a little ghost held a bowl of tea, handed it out respectfully, and half-knelt in front of Yin Qing.

"Senior brother, please use tea!"

Although there are people from the Dao Dao, Yin Qing sees such a method for the first time, so he naturally doesn't know what to do. Fortunately, there was also a little ghost serving tea in front of the Dao people, so that Yin Qing could draw a scoop according to the gourd, and learn from it.

The slight difference is that Yin Qing is at this end, and Jiu Daoren is at that end.

When I took the tea bowl, I felt a pungent nose. When the lid is lifted, the pungent taste is even stronger. Yin Qing saw that the tea bowl was pitch black and sticky, and there were bubbles rising and shattering on the surface of the tea soup. And the pungent smell came from here, if it weren't for the fact that he saw the Dao people drink it, Yin Qing even felt that it might be a poison.

Although it smelled bad, Yin Qing did not doubt him, and he drank it all in front of the Daoist people.

"Smack!"

The tea bowl fell and fell apart.

The moment the tea soup entered his abdomen, Yin Qing only felt a hot breath rise suddenly, and then all kinds of colic made him unable to stand upright, and for a while, all the limbs seemed to be unconscious, and he was miserable.

What made Yin Qing strange was that the people who drank this tea together seemed to be fine, and even let the little ghost hand it over.

As if to understand what Yin Qing was thinking, the Daoist said faintly while drinking: "This tea is made of broken intestine grass and rootless water, which has the effect of condensing spiritual power, and drinking it for a long time can help cultivation." Alas, it's also because my brother is not careful, and I don't know that my brother is the first time you drank it. When drinking this tea, you must wrap it in the abdomen with spiritual power, and then dissolve the tea...... Otherwise, it will ......"

"What else would have happened?"

Yin Qing, who was in a cold sweat with pain, saw that the Daoist wanted to speak and stopped, so he couldn't help but ask in a hurry.

"It will be like the junior brother, who may not be able to get out of bed for a few days. Looking at the smiling expression of the Daoist people, there is a little guilt.