"Master, what's wrong with you?" Guan Xiaolu hurriedly asked when he saw that his expression had changed drastically.

At this moment, the rush seemed to have become crazy, making the five disciples puzzled, first with a face of vicissitudes, Huo Di suddenly became excited, and laughed wildly: "Hahaha······ The heavens have eyes!"

He let out a long sigh and then laughed: "Hahaha······ You old things have no eyes, and I will definitely teach a real genius in the future, let you see, two hundred years!"

"Hurry Liuqi?" Ye Yu and the three of them said almost in unison, wasn't Hurry Liuqi a figure from three hundred years ago, didn't he disappear mysteriously after becoming a waste, how could he appear here.

"Master, you said you, are you in a hurry?" Ye Yu asked in surprise, but in a hurry, Liuqi was a genius who was famous three hundred years ago.

"I can't imagine that there are still people who remember this name, the name is just a floating cloud, just like your original name is Hao Lian Ye Yu, but now you are called Ye Ziyu, the name may just be a piece of the past, don't be dragged by the past, people always have to start again. Hurry Liuqi regained his composure and said lightly to Ye Yu, but his tone seemed to be more like saying to himself, and then he said: "You also have to keep this secret." ”

The little fat man scratched his round head and laughed silly: "It turns out that you are all people with stories." Mu Xiuxu glared at the little fat man fiercely when he heard this.

At night, the lights in the small temple were dim, and although Yu Liuqi was still wearing a ragged purple shirt, he suddenly felt a lot more energetic. Guan Xiaolu and Guan Dacong sat on the side and whispered: "Brother, do you feel that the master seems to be a completely different person today." ”

"yes, it's been a long time since he's been so happy······"

"The five of you will start cultivating hard from tomorrow, the strength of this Qingyang Mountain represents everything, if you have strength, you will have the right to speak and have status, otherwise you will only be coldly looked down upon, you remember, don't blame the master for being strict from tomorrow. Hurried Liuqi continued to say solemnly, and it could be seen that the three disciples who came this time gave him a lot of capital to compete with other sects.

"Master, I've been waiting for this day for several years, and Senior Brother was killed by the disciples of Shenri Peak······" Guan Dacong's face was flushed, and he suddenly stood up and said angrily. In addition to the one who went down the mountain on his own, there was another apprentice who was killed by mistake in the Qingyang Martial Arts Meeting every three years, and since then, Yunqi Yifeng has never participated in any Qingyang Martial Arts Meeting.

"Xu'er, ah······" Hurry Liuqi thought of the dead disciple and felt sorry for a while, when the Qingyang Martial Arts Meeting, Yun Qifeng did not send anyone to participate, but many Qingyang disciples present scolded Hurry Liuqi for being a waste, Xu Ren was angry, so he jumped on the martial arts stage to compete with a disciple of Shenri Peak, and won a game at first, which made Hurry Liuqi feel relieved for a while.

However, in the second game, Shenri Peak sent a white-clothed Taoist priest who left the secret realm, at this time Xu Ren only went to the second imperial soldier, and was killed by the white-clothed disciple of Shenri Peak in a few rounds.

"Damn, master rest assured, when this hero cultivates the avenue, he will definitely not let go of those bastards," Mu Xiuxu stood up and said righteously.

Du Lao has long been accustomed to the warmth of human feelings, the world is hot and cold, and he raised a glass of wine and drank it all.

"Master, don't worry, Ye Yu will pay back the blood debt in the future!" Ye Yu also picked up a glass of wine and drank it all at Hurried Liuqi.

"Alas, if it weren't for that demon back then, I wouldn't have fallen into this place······" Hurry Liuqi suddenly sighed.

Qingyang Mountain seems to have had a shocking demon, Ye Yu thought to himself, could it be the blue devil who was defeated by Puyu Zhenren back then, but then he hurriedly left Qi without saying a word, and staggered away with a pot of wine.

On the second day, Qingyang Mountain floated the long-lost spring rain, the exquisite raindrops took shallow steps from the cangyu, a wisp of rain caress the flowers and trees, but also wiped away the haze of Yunqifeng for a long time, cleansing people's hearts.

Ye Yu was drunk last night, I only remember that later Mu Xiuxu chattered and bragged about how he and the girls from the Six Kingdoms were, Du Lao left first, and then the thin man Guan Dacong also left, and then it seemed that he also left, the little fat man Guan Xiaolu didn't seem to leave, he was pulled by Mu Xiuxu, Ye Yu was lying on the bed and thinking about why he didn't see Mu Yuhua in the Daohui, and suddenly hurriedly shouted in the courtyard: "Stinky boys, get up and cultivate!" The sound was like a bell, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and Ye Yu was suddenly awakened.

Ye Yu hurriedly got dressed, cleaned up and was about to go out, and found that Mu Xiuxu was still dreaming on his bed, God! Ye Yu woke up Mu Xiuxu helplessly, and the master called.

"Wait······ I haven't said goodbye to my fairy sister yet······" Mu Xiuxu closed his eyes, and his lips were slightly upturned with a smile of lust.

"Let's go······ You," Ye Yu dragged Mu Xiuxu out of bed and walked out.

"Big brother, I haven't put on my shoes yet······"

"Why are you two so slow! Good boy, if you are late on the first day, you will be punished for eating snake gall for three days!"

"Snake gall gall? Mu Xiuxu wondered.

"It's delicious, big supplement!" Ye Yu smiled and couldn't help but think of Xiao Linlai, I don't know what happened to him.

Mu Xiuxu didn't seem to believe it and turned his head to look at the little fat man, Guan Xiaolu said helplessly: "This is really, really delicious." ”

"I checked your list last night, Du Fei should be a refiner of the Second Imperial Soldier, Mu Xiuxu is a cultivator of the First Imperial Soldier, Ye Ziyu is a Golden Medicine Master of the Fourth Imperial Soldier, and according to my observation, it should also be a cultivator and a Dao Pattern Master. ”

"Your senior brothers take Du Fei as the senior brother, Da Cong is the second, Mu Xiuxu is the third, Ye Ziyu is the fourth, and Xiao Lu is the fifth. “

"From today on, I will teach you the Qingyang Dao Method, the Qingyang Miaoshu originated in the East Pole, and is famous all over the world for the art of the imperial sword, and the Imperial Soldier One Mirror is the foundation of the entire Qingyang Swordsmanship, your brothers will learn the Qingyang Imperial Sword Technique with me during the day, and I will teach you the Qingyang Cultivation Method "Dao Qingxuan Sutra", and at night I will guide you to practice the Taoist Technique. ”

The rain fell on the dilapidated square, immediately turning into a cloud of fine mud. In the muddy water, there are five figures seriously learning the art of swordsmanship, and Ye Yu stands on a long sword and shuttles in the drizzle, chic and free.

The little fat man who watched was dumbfounded, he tried it several times, and just stood on a black long sword, his center of gravity was unstable and fell, which made Mu Xiuxu, who was flying on the side, laugh, and at this moment, the triumphant Mu Xiuxu crashed into a big tree, and the screams resounded throughout the square.

Du Lao sent out three flying swords in an orderly manner, causing Hurria Liuqi to nod. When the refiner arrives at the realm of the imperial soldiers, each of them can use a magic weapon.

Ye Yu knew that the Heavenly Demon Seven Sects he practiced were the Imperial Weapons of the Demon Beasts, and he could fly without the assistance of external objects, and now he began to practice the Qingyang Sword Technique Imperial Sword Flying, and a layer of pimples arose in his heart, and he fell down and looked at the hurry Liuqi blankly.

"You seem to have cultivated the skills of Warcraft, do you feel contradictory to learn the sword art now?"

"It's the master, the disciple can't cultivate two kinds of cultivation techniques at the same time?" Ye Yu shrugged helplessly.

"Why don't you treat Qingyang swordsmanship as a martial art, a unique martial art that can be improved······ Hurry Liuqi smiled faintly.

"That's right!" Ye Yu was already talented and intelligent, and when he heard Hurry Liuqi say this, he suddenly realized that swordsmanship is a kind of martial art, why didn't I think of it.

"You remember, from today's sword practice, it will accompany you through your life, the sword is the language! Inspirational practice, starting from a teenager, ending with gray hair, from the first day of your cultivation, you must firmly believe that one day you will be the pinnacle of cultivation, look at the heroes, remember, the sword is the language," the sound of the hurried stay is like a bell, ups and downs, flying in the rain, it carries a kind of hope, a kind of cultivator's unyielding and perseverance inheritance.