Hei Qing and Yama left, the former said that there was still something (qíng) in the world of the human race, and asked the latter to leave first, and Yama was in a hurry to retreat, so he took his leave. It didn't want to go to the Terran world.

On the majestic mountain of Qingzong, Heiqing walked from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain in one step, and then broke through a (jìn) system and entered a cherry blossom forest.

This small world of cherry blossom forests can't even be broken through the ordinary fairy purple realm, and this is still under the condition of being able to detect the existence of the small world (qíng).

The cherry blossom forest is very well hidden in the Qing Sect, so the four worshippers have not been aware of it for decades.

Hei Qing entered the fence yard, and the ragged old man had already made tea.

Xu Chencheng and Chen Mu followed closely, as if they were facing a great enemy. Although they knew that the other party might not have malicious intentions here, they still raised their spirits and were ready to make a move at any time.

Hei Qing Yi (pì) sat down in front of the ragged old man (shēn) and said with a smile: "Brother, this tea is not good, I have a good one, drink mine." ”

As he spoke, he took out the can of immortal tea from Yao Heng's side from his sleeve.

The ragged old man praised him, "Brother Hei is really generous, he even gave me fairy tea to drink as soon as we met, how can the old man be good." ”

The rugged man smiled all over his face, "My brother is my son's master, a little tea is not a respect, I have a bigger courtesy." ”

Hei Qing borrowed flowers to offer Buddha very well, he took out a cornucopia from his sleeve, and said indifferently: "These are all given to my brother, just as a little gift from my father to my son master." The two of you also sat together and tasted my fairy tea together. ”

Xu Chencheng and Chen Mu sat down at the stone table together.

The three of them and one beast are obviously meeting for the first time, but they have known each other for many years.

The ragged old man, master and apprentice all knew that the cornucopia in front of them contained the treasures of the entire Bimu Sect, but they didn't expect Hei Qing to give such a big gift to the Qing Sect. The status of Hua Wenxiang in their hearts is far higher than they imagined.

Hei Qing smiled at Xu Chencheng on the side: "Brother Xu?? Calling Brother Xu seems to be a generational difference, so let's call Lao Xu. Thank you for your help. ”

Xu Chencheng smiled and said, "Xiaohua has long been recognized by the master as a closed disciple, and I (shēn) should help the senior brother." ”

Chen Mu seemed to be able to spy on the treasures in the cornucopia, and said incredulously: "Isn't it too polite for the black senior to give this cornucopia?"

The hundred-year heritage of a sect is in this cornucopia, you can imagine what a big gift this is, even the well-informed Chen Mu was quite shocked by this.

Hei Qing drank the tea made by the ragged old man, and then took out another teapot to boil the fairy tea, "Since Xiaohua has joined the Qing Sect, then I, the father, have to contribute something to the Qing Sect, this little cornucopia is not a courtesy, and I will ask a few people to take care of my son more in the future." ”

The ragged old man looked at Heiqing with a playful smile, the latter didn't understand what it meant at first, but when the ragged old man glanced at the cornucopia and looked at his sleeve, Heiqing immediately understood everything, and said (qíng): "Brother, I won't give this soft intestine away, I promised my tiger sister to give it to it." ”

Chen Mu gave the old man who didn't know how to accept it when he saw it, and signaled that he was almost done.

After a while, the ragged old man stroked his beard and smiled, relieved his embarrassment and said: "Come on, let's taste the tea brought by the black brother together, I have lived almost a lifetime, and this is the second time to drink the divine tea on this iceberg." ”

Chen Mu poured the boiled divine tea into four cups, and the tea was somewhat (rè), which could only be drunk after a while.

The ragged old man asked, "Do you want me to bring Xiaohua here?"

Hei Qing shook his head, "Let him continue the retreat, it's not good to leave the retreat early." ”

The ragged old man snorted, "Brother Hei can stay in my Qingzong for a longer time (rì)." ”

Hei Qing sighed: "I also want to stay here for a longer time (rì), but if I don't go back for a long time, some dishonest things will come out to make trouble, and then the forest will be destroyed, and the gains outweigh the losses." ”

The ragged old man said regretfully: "It's a pity. ”

The three people and one beast drank a sip of the fairy tea in the cup, and the fragrance of tea accompanied by the fragrance of cherry blossoms lingered on the tip of the nose, refreshing people's hearts.

Hei Qing and the ragged old man and the apprentice chatted for a long time, and finally the rugged man couldn't help but go to Jingshan to take a look at Hua Wenxiang, and he saw a young man sitting in a secret room through the mountain peak and boulder with his magical powers.

The young man has refined a lot more than when he came out of the forest, and he has matured a lot, Hei Qing knows that Hua Wenxiang has experienced a lot of things in the past few years (qíng), and there is a bloody temperament in his bones, which young people have never had when they were in the forest, maybe this is the benefit of coming to the world of the human race, and it is also the best shortcut for young people to grow up.

The ragged old man and the three apprentices personally sent Heiqing out of the Qing Sect, although the two sides were two races, but due to the existence of Hua Wenxiang, the two sides who had never known each other became closely connected. In the future, if you are in trouble, you will definitely have to help.

The flowers in Jingshan's secret room are like blessings to the soul, and when he suddenly opened his eyes, he could feel that a close relative was nearby, but he couldn't tell who it was, it could be the eldest father, it could be the second uncle, it could be the third mother...... Unfortunately, he couldn't leave the secret room to find out, he now had to hit the bottleneck of the Battle Blue Realm, and then step into the Danqing Realm in one fell swoop.

The matter of breaking the mirror is done in one go, and it must not be stopped halfway.

The bottleneck of young people fighting the blue realm has been extremely loosened.

Hei Qing stopped at Jingshan for a long time, and finally reluctantly left.

This big dad felt very proud to see that his son had become promising, and whether the beast could survive the next catastrophe safely depended on this young man who was born and raised in the forest.

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The sound of cicadas gradually disappeared, geese flew south one after another, and autumn came again.

Sword Mountain, Sword Shrine.

A bright-eyed young swordsman lay in the midst of a thousand swords, gasping for breath, and now he dreamed of drinking a drink to numb the pain in his (shēn).

In the sword mound, the sword intent is sensible, ordinary people are afraid that they will not be able to hold on to a stick of incense when they enter here, and they will be strangled to death by those Ling Yan sword intent, and the young man is a monk, and there is a wisp of ancient sword intent in his body to help offset those Ling Yan sword intent, prompting him to stay here for a long time.

In fact, even if the young man is an ordinary person, as long as he still has the ancient sword intent in his body, then he can stay in this sword shrine for half a year without injury.

This is the preciousness of the ancient sword intent.

Luo Bei has been here for nearly two years, and he has to be devastated by sword qi every time, and there are tens of thousands of swords inserted in the sword mound, and these swords are exuding the sword intent all the time, and those sword intent mixed with sword qi will continue to temper the people who stay here.

Luo Bei's body and even soul have been sublimated under the baptism of infinite sword intent.

A person can stay in the sword shrine for two years without coming out, and the entire sword mountain has never existed, even if the three sword masters of the year entered the sword shrine, they only lasted for a year and a half.

A year after Luo Bei entered the Sword Shrine, the disciples of Sword Mountain were worried about him, afraid that he would not be able to stand the Sword Shrine's Sen Ran Sword Intent and die in it, Lu Zhen was really relieved once, and personally went to the Sword Shrine to find out, and after seeing the disciple who was injured by the sword intent, the old sword master was very relieved, because he was Luo Bei who was found on the top of the mountain.

A sword mound, on the top of the mountain, the sword intent is the most powerful, and Luo Bei has only been able to stay at the top of the mountain in just one year, this kind of talent is unprecedented, and it is definitely a veritable great sword immortal embryo.

When the disciples of Sword Mountain came to the Sword Shrine, most of them would stop halfway up the mountain, and few of them could reach the top of the mountain, let alone stay at the top of the mountain for a long time.

Luo Bei slowly turned from the initial torment to enjoyment, if he could give him wine every day, he would be willing to let him stay here for another ten years.

Although the young swordsman hadn't drunk for two years, he still thought about the mellow wine every day.

Although the sword qi tempered his body every day, causing him unbearable pain, often after the pain disappeared, the pleasure of the enhancement of his body and blood and soul qi was indeed comfortable, and now he was even addicted to this feeling.

There is often a "rain of sword qi" in the sword mound, especially on the top of the mountain, where a large area of thick sword qi is condensed and compressed together, and then it flies wildly all over the world. ”

The sky above the sword mound is very dark (yīn) all year round, and the main reason for this phenomenon is that the sword qi here is too heavy.

The increasingly handsome young swordsman lay in the pile of swords, looking at the sky without the sun, holding two swords in his hands, one of the original "Ji Yue" and one of the half-immortal soldiers obtained in the sword mound.

This half-immortal soldier belongs to the long sword, and Luo Bei named it "Hanmei".

After two years of sword qi baptism, the young swordsman has reached the bottleneck of the battle blue realm, and there is a possibility of breaking the mirror at any time, the "Ji Yue" in his hand is still at the magic weapon level, but the young swordsman's mastery of him has reached perfection, and the half-immortal soldier "Hanmei" because he has just obtained it, and at the same time it is a half-immortal soldier, so the young swordsman is not too proficient in using it.

The speed at which the half-immortal soldiers consumed blood and soul qi was extremely fast, and the cultivation of the Luo Beizhan Blue Realm would definitely not be able to be used flexibly for a while.

There are tens of thousands of withered swords in the sword mound, as long as the opportunity is enough, each withered sword may be transformed into an immortal soldier, a half-immortal soldier.

"I don't know where Xiaohua is now, but now that I count the time, it seems that this year will hold the Jiangling Dadou again, and this year's organizer is Medicine Valley, I don't know if Xiaohua will participate. If Luo is a disciple of Xuanyun Temple, according to the rules, he will definitely not participate, Yuelian is making rapid progress, this time there must be ten ** will participate?? Little Black Ball should have gained a lot of weight again, I don't know if you have made new friends. ”

The young swordsman was bathed in a sea of sword qi, happy and happy, he had been here for two years, and he didn't know anything about the outside world, so he didn't know what the other partners had experienced in the past two years.

The young swordsman took a deep breath and endured the pain to practice his sword again, he had already decided that once he reached the Danqing Realm, he would leave the sword mound, and if the master agreed to let him travel far away, he would go to his former partner to travel the rivers and lakes again.

(End of chapter)

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