After getting up early to wash up, facing a touch of morning light, Dong Nanyan sat on the Golden Willow Peak, running the Leaf Falling Qi Cultivation Method of the Fallen Leaf Sect, and exhaling the Qi Practice.

Different from yesterday's crazy aura surge, the young man deposited his aura today, much slower.

Last night, Dong Nanyan asked Song Jieyi about the problem of practicing qi, according to the girl, it should be that his acupoint needs to absorb too much aura, and if the aura of the Fallen Leaf Sect is absorbed by him like crazy, it may cause turmoil in the mountains and rivers, so it should be someone who has stabilized the aura, causing him to practice qi a little slowly now.

In addition to suggesting that the young man could consider absorbing spiritual jade stones to speed up his cultivation, Song Jieyi also solemnly reminded the young man, "No matter whether your Third Uncle Zhang has taught you any Fa Decisive Exercises, you'd better not use them now, otherwise you may be suspected, your exercises in the Fallen Leaf Sect yesterday had such a big movement, if you use your Third Uncle Zhang to teach you, it won't scare them to death." ”

The young man who was practicing qi on the side of the mountain opened his eyes, but fortunately, the things taught by the blacksmith uncle in his mind were still very vague, and they were not what he could see now, so he was not in a hurry.

The mountain wind blows, and the October sky is over.

Dong Nanyan continued his water grinding work, the young man smiled slightly, adding up to a lot, every time he took one more step on the path of cultivation and left one more footprint, it meant that he changed his life a little, even if it was just a little, even if it was a little slow, but it was also accumulating changes bit by bit, wasn't it?

I had already heard the sound of slowing down and going downstairs softly, and Song Jieyi, who had no sleepiness, got up and stretched out his hand to a golden flower-patterned candlestick, and the wooden house was brightly lit.

Although the young man who got up early to practice was cautious when he went downstairs, he still woke up the girl who slept downstairs last night, maybe he was infected by Dong Nanyan's hard work, closed his eyes and settled down, the girl thought in her heart, let's set foot on the upstairs today.

I sent a letter to Linjiang Palace, telling Cao Wan'er that Dong Nanyan had already gone to the Fallen Leaf Sect to practice, and he could exchange letters with the young man in the future, Ma Cheng sincerely went to Dong Nanyan's house when he had nothing to do these days, and he thought that he did not go to the Hurt Spring Valley with the disciples of the Wounded Spring Valley a few days ago, but was caught by a wandering immortal master, and Sun Gongzi, who left the South Town with the immortal master, shook his head and smiled after seeing that there was no change in the hut.

Everyone has their own fate, and they can't force it.

There is no green wounded spring valley, An Qing, who has selected a few days of treasure, finally selected a Gonghong water wave dragon pattern wine cup from the treasure house, a rare magic weapon, as long as the wine is poured into the cup, the appearance of the dragon pattern will swim in the cup, even if it is a mortal wine, it can be nourished by the aura dragon pattern and turned into a mountain immortal brew.

An Qing was secretly happy in his heart, although Dong Nanyan, who was amazingly talented, was destined to not be able to compete for Chungu, but after all, he still made a good fate, thinking that when he grew up as a teenager, he might think of this old love, An Qing smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Planning to go to the Fallen Leaf Sect in a few days to take this wine glass as a congratulatory gift to the young man, An Qing wondered if he would bring some other small colored heads, but for a while, the man couldn't choose anything.

After all, compared to the Fallen Leaf Sect, Hurt Spring Valley is still poor.

Suddenly, racking his brains to think about how to give Dong Unspeakable An Qing a spirit, he almost didn't hold the wine glass in his hand.

In the main hall of the Wounded Spring Valley, a woman wearing a white veil and a bone crown came in at some point!

Suppressing the panic in his heart, he didn't even dare to open the mountain protection formation, An Qing bowed to the woman who quietly broke into the Wounded Spring Valley and said: "Niangniang is coming to the Hurt Spring Valley, An Qing has lost her welcome, I don't know what advice Niangniang has?"

An Qing, who was attached to the Fallen Leaf Sect, was terrified in his heart, if it was a Ling Xuan Realm monk from another sect or even a Ling Xuan Realm monk from the Forest Bone Domain who dared to come to the Wounded Spring Valley with such a swagger, then An Qing would definitely let him go and never return, but in front of him, this White Bone Lady who had already entered the Sea Crossing Realm was here, he didn't have the courage to resist!

Over the years, the nearby mountain sects, the Ling Void Realm that died in the hands of women, at least there are two hands.

The woman wearing the bone crown did not reply, and the sweaty An Qing couldn't understand that there were many monks in the Ling Void Realm in the Forest Bone Domain, and after the White Bone Niangniang broke through the Ling Void Realm, there were even more monks who defected to the Forest Bone Domain, so why deal with a wounded spring valley with only one Ling Void Realm for him, An Qing, and need the woman in front of him to take action personally?

"You know my temper, I ask you to answer, but you can live, if you ask me to answer, you will die. ”

The white veil of spider webs fluttered, as if waiting for the prey, and the fair-skinned woman's voice was cold.

"A few days ago, Ye Jing from the Fallen Leaf Sect came to your Wounded Spring Valley Realm, what's the matter?"

An Qing didn't dare to hide it, compared to the secrecy of the Fallen Leaf Sect, his own life was more important, and the man said truthfully: "The Ye Xin Ancestor who left the Fallen Leaf Sect many years ago sat in the realm of my Wounded Spring Valley, so Ye Jing Ancestor came here to take a look. ”

Without any delay, the woman then asked, "I heard that Ye Jing brought a young man from the Ye Sect back to the Ye Sect, where did it come from?"

An Qing's eyes shrank, how did she know?

The boy was discovered by him and Ye Jing in that town, and then was taken back to Ye Sect by Ye Jing, how could the woman know?

"If you have half a lie and I find out, there will be no harm in the world from now on!"

An Qing, who wanted to make up the reason, struggled in her heart after hearing the woman speak again, and finally chose to tell the truth, "The young man who was brought back by Ye Jing is the Tianjiao who was found in my Wounded Spring Valley. ”

"Hundred tricks?"

The woman, who had been expressionless, finally changed, frowned, and sneered.

Seeing the wine glass in the man's hand, the woman who was the first person in the middle of nowhere smiled, "The wine glass is good." ”

The congratulatory gift to the young man can be chosen again if it is gone, but the life is gone, An Qing offered it with both hands, and said respectfully: "If the mother likes it, take it." ”

The woman's fingers bent slightly, she held the wine glass in her hand, took out a red pill and threw it to An Qing, and when the white veil fluttered, the woman smiled: "This pill can regenerate people's skin, which can be regarded as a reward for the valley lord's frank confession." ”

"Niangniang is polite, how can I be worthy of this treasure medicine. ”

"You deserve it. ”

The graceful woman slowly stepped forward and walked in front of An Qing, who took the pill, and was rude, "Since the valley master is so generous, then borrow another thing from the valley master." ”

Thinking that it should have escaped, An Qing smiled: "Niang Niang is polite, what do you want, just care..."

A terrible cry sounded in the main hall!

The woman wearing a bone crown grabbed the top of An Qing's head with one hand, and swiped down with the other hand, grabbed her five fingers and pulled it gently.

"Then thank you to the valley master. ”

With a look of disgust, he put on his "clothes" and walked out, and An Qing, who usually does not smile, seemed to be even more cold on his face.

When many disciples of the Wounded Spring Valley saw the man holding the wine glass, they all bowed their heads and saluted until their own valley master volleyed away.

In the main hall, the man whose flesh and blood were blurred and skinned was struggling in pain on the ground, and finally knew why the woman wanted to send the pill.