Defeated Ye Zhiqiu with one sword, Qian Yongjiu went to the nameless mountain cliff to practice qi and practice, and then reviewed and practiced the basic sword style three thousand times, and once again felt the breadth and profundity of the sword. And the true yuan was also further condensed under the effect of the ice lotus, and even faintly had a cold aura.

Between every sword split, slash, stab, tease, cloud, and collapse, it seems to contain the truth of the Heavenly Dao, but there is an invisible paper that separates it from the Great Dao.

He knew that after all, his own practice of kendo was getting shallow and the time was not yet yet.

Qian Yongjiu was not impatient, and after completing his homework step by step, he returned to the sect at sunset.

The days are leisurely and comfortable, except for these flies who come to challenge people, there is nothing to worry about, although it is a little less than the flower world in the previous life, but it also has a unique style. Isn't the life that you yearn for from sunrise to sunset, and the daily practice of the Tao and the sword? Isn't this a wonderful daily life of cultivating the truth?

It's just that when Qian Yongjiu fell asleep, he realized that it was different from the past.

In just two hours, he got up four times at night, and it was like urine.

Although it poured out pleasantly, the sleep was also disturbed, and the most annoying thing was that the latrine was under the crane hill, and each trip had to take about 3,000 steps.

Qian Yongjiu sighed, woke up to the roar of his lower abdomen for the fifth time, he jumped up and hurried down the mountain, but before he could reach the latrine, the chrysanthemum door was already rolling like an explosion, and he was about to be unable to restrain it.

That's it.

can only do one time without quality, and find a bush to solve it - after all, people have three urgency, and there are extenuating circumstances.

After doing a good job of psychological construction, Qian Yongyi flashed into the bushes, hurriedly picked up his robe and untied his trouser belt and squatted down.

Comfortable.

The whole person is relaxed.

Qian Yongjiu let out a long breath, and when he was about to lift his pants, he remembered that this is not a latrine, where did the toilet paper come from?

Finished.

Do you want to find a stick, or do you wait for it to dry in the shade?

While he was struggling, a whisper suddenly came to his ears, and he listened to the direction of the voice, which was no more than three hundred paces away from him—my hearing was already so good?

Well?

The voice......

Is it Xiao Wuzi, Bai Yulou?In addition to himself, the former first handsome guy of the Heartless Sword Sect?

I only heard Bai Yulou say in a low voice: "Ling'er, your master is also going to challenge my junior uncle, you must persuade him, don't humiliate yourself." ”

It was a woman who replied to him, her voice was sweet and glutinous, and it was extremely good, and her voice alone was enough to make people feel crisp: "Brother Yulou, Qingcheng has an order, and the masters of the thirty-two sects are ordered to take turns to challenge the nine predecessors of Qianyong, we are only a small sect, why should we fight against Qingcheng?"

Qian Yongjiu suddenly became a little angry: It must be a good thing to spy on my boring woman! I have never molested you, why are you so tricked with me? Listen to what they have to say.

"But...... Even so, I can't betray Uncle Junior......"

"How can it be a betrayal? I, Yu Ling'er, are sincere to you, how can I ever pit you. You just need to tell me what kind of sword path you have cultivated with the nine predecessors!"

"No, I can't. No way. No way. If you go back and tell your master, he will take the opportunity to hurt the little uncle, but it won't work!"

"You are really an elm head! If it weren't for the fact that Master and the other thirty-two sects bet a hundred spirit stones to win your uncle, where would I come to beg you to do such a thing? Although my master has not yet cultivated the Void Pill, it is not far away, with his ability, are you still worried that he will not be able to hold back and accidentally injure your junior uncle?"

"But ......"

"But what! If you tell me, I'll let you kiss it. ”

"Hmm...... Well...... All right. But you have to kiss the mouth!

Dry with nine dark scolding: Phew. You innocent old virgin, you agreed to such a little sweetness?

But he wasn't really angry, after all, he was also innocent, and he knew that not only girlish feelings were always poetry, but also innocent little boys who had never experienced storms.

And even more can't resist the temptation.

The voice of the two of them came, and Qian Yongjiu suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, so he casually found a leaf to wipe it, lifted his pants and folded back to the room - it didn't matter, he had to pull it again anyway. What do you do with that clean?

When he woke up the next day, Qian Yongjiu appeared in Mo Liuyun's hall with a tired look on his panda eyes and sat down, picked up the fritters and stuffed them into his mouth and chewed them wildly.

The other teachers and nephews looked a little ...... Gratified:

Finally, you look like a human being too!

I thought you didn't have diarrhea.

Who made you eat so much!

Who let you eat the treasure of heaven and earth raw!

Haha, happy, comfortable!

"Little Wu, go and serve a bowl of porridge to Uncle Shi. "Dry with nine pushes, the empty bowl will stop firmly in front of Bai Yulou.

"Okay, Uncle Junior!"

Bai Yulou got up happily and ran to the kitchen to serve porridge.

This made Mo Liuyun very strange: "This kid is the laziest and never pays attention to all housework, what's wrong with today?"

"Little Five has grown up. Qianyongjiu smiled, this kid is a thief: "Good thing, good thing." ”

"Why, Uncle Xiao is so intimate today? Didn't he usually call his nephew in the past. Zhang Jingchen also asked with some curiosity: "You are actually called Xiao Wu today?"

"I feel like I'm about to build a foundation. Good mood. "When you build the foundation, didn't you say that you could change some of your appearance? ”

Co-author, that's what your old man is for??

The foundation is built to change the appearance??

Isn't it too shallow? too unpursued?

Qian Yongjiu didn't pay attention to their question marks at all, and he didn't go to the nameless cliff to cultivate, so he continued to have diarrhea at an average frequency of twice an hour.

However, what made Qianyong Jiu strange was that the sect master of the Linlang Sect didn't come to challenge, and no one else came.

The diarrhea continued all day, and when I woke up the next morning, I finally stopped having diarrhea.

This time, Qian Yongjiu finally took a happy bath, washed away the filth, and was in a very happy mood. Of course, the next step is to do your homework on the nameless cliff as usual.

Until the evening, when Qian Yongjiu returned to the sect in the sunset, the small square was already full of people, and it looked like there were no less than hundreds at a glance.

Even on the top of their bamboo towers stood many monks.

Several senior nephews stood at the door with dark faces: "Uncle Junior, the people of the thirty-two sects, all of them have heads and faces. They want to watch the battle. ”

Qian Yongjiu looked at the crowd: "Huayang Daoren, Ye Zhiqiu, I know these two people." ”

He walked slowly to the center of the square, "Counting on my fingers, it will take me almost nine days to enter the Heartless Sword Sect with nine bows." ”

Nine days.

The sect masters' hearts trembled.

Bring an art pitcher, right? Otherwise, it would not be possible to be so rebellious.

Qian Yongjiu continued: "I always thought that the sect masters of the cultivation realm were all powerful people who flew to the sky to burn mountains and boil seas, but I didn't expect that they would hit Huayang and Ye Zhiqiu one after another. ”

"The teachers and nephews said that the thirty-two sects, except for the Heartless Sword Sect, are all waste. ”

All the teachers and nephews turned their heads to look at Zhang Jingchen.

That means it has nothing to do with us.

As for the people of the Thirty-two Sects, almost all of them have exploded!

Who doesn't know that the Heartless Sword Sect is the most wasteful!

Every time the big competition is at the bottom!

Even Qingcheng spoke, if he was at the bottom this time, he would no longer share the income of the spirit stone deposits!

Qian Yongjiu smiled: "So, I thought, I can't improve myself one-on-one with waste, it's better for you to go together, I will subdue you all at once to save trouble." ”