The alternation of day and night, the transformation of qi and machine, the yellow mantis pill decreased month by month, until Yu Yaoshun condensed into a sword species, and the short-handled goose sickle was perfected, and only three were left.

These days of condensing the sword species, exhausted, a lot of work is finally not in vain, Yu Yao is in a good mood, learning from Wei Seventeen, manipulating the flying sickle to carve lines of poetry on the stone pillar, her handwriting is smart and delicate, I don't know how much better than him.

"How's it going?" she asked with interest.

"The words are really good. ”

"Really good, hehe......" Yu Yao was happy in her heart, hugged her arms with both hands, admired it a few times, suddenly remembered something, and said with a straight face, "The words are really good?

"Well, I'm a big old man, I don't see what's good about poetry. ”

"Liar!" Yu Yao smiled like a flower, pestered him and said a conversation, fatigue gradually flooded, and he yawned unconsciously. Wei Qiqi leaned over to pick her up, she exclaimed in surprise, and reached out to wrap her arms around his head and neck.

"It's called a princess hug. Wei Qiqi paused and said casually, "You are my princess!"

Yu Yao blinked, her face slowly turned red, she was not used to such direct teasing, but if she could be someone's princess, it would feel good.

Wei Qiqi sat down slowly with his back against the stone wall, letting her rest on his chest and lie down more comfortably. Yu Yao closed her eyes, drilled into his arms, exhaled like an orchid, and muttered after a while: "I don't want to sleep......" muttered a few words, and fell asleep unconsciously, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

When she fell asleep, Wei Qiqi carefully laid her flat, took off his robe and draped it over her, stared at her face, and couldn't help but stretch out his fingers and gently caress her lips.

The carvings on the stone wall are vivid, they have been hiding in the belly of the mountain for two years, and it is estimated that the thunder and fire clouds have dispersed, and it is time to go to the Chixia Valley to explore.

Wei Qiqi left a few lines next to the notch of the time, left Yu Yao with light steps, dived into the underground dark river, opened the way with the hidden snow sword, widened the passage when he came, and returned to the waterhole under the waterfall.

The icy waters surrounded him, and there was a dead silence in all directions, with no sign of life. Wei Qiqi relaxed his body, let the water support him and slowly floated up, paddling his hands and feet gently, and cautiously poked his head out from behind the waterfall.

The sound of the water rumbled, the mist dispersed, the thunder and fire clouds disappeared, the blue sky was clear, the white clouds and dogs, the wet rocks by the waterhole were crawling with moss, the bushes were high and low, the weeds were like grass, and the pine forests on the top of the mountains were lush, and nothing seemed to have changed, but it seemed to have changed a lot. Wei Qiqi frowned slightly, compared with the picture in his memory, the grass and trees in front of him were too lush, and the branches and leaves were covered with a layer of green luster, radiating vigorous vitality.

They must have been extra nourished in the last two years, he thought.

Wei Qiqi hid behind the waterfall and observed for a while, and saw that there was nothing unusual in the surroundings, so he stepped ashore, and the true yuan in his body flowed, and the water droplets on his body were steamed dry in an instant, and the water vapor dissipated in the air.

There were no traces of beasts in the mountains, no birds and birds in the branches, and it was as silent as death, Wei Qiqi pulled out an iron rod, his steps became slower and slower, he clearly smelled the signal of danger, but he was not sure what it was or where.

The earth trembled slightly, the earth churned, and an arm-thick rattan rose from under his feet, dark and shiny, and covered with barbs, like a strange python wrapped around its prey. Wei Qiqi had already taken precautions, swept away with a backhand, and the true yuan was superimposed, and with just one blow, the rattan was shocked into powder.

"The corpse eater vine demon of Taiyi Sect, this is tricky!" He remembered that the corpse eater vine demon was invulnerable, his strength was infinite, and he was not afraid of one or two heads, and if hundreds or thousands of people surrounded him, the immortals would have to retreat.

As if stabbing a hornet's nest, more than a dozen rattans swarmed in, Wei Qiqi felt a little furious in his heart, and immediately urged Zhenyuan to fight his way out of the encirclement, and the sword flew into the air. As far as the eye could see, countless rattans were shuttling and churning underground, constantly rushing towards him, thirsting for fresh blood food. He realized in his heart that on that day, the Taiyi Sect rushed thousands of miles to Chixia Valley, with thunder and fire robbing clouds and corpse-eating vine demons below, and the fallen sword cultivators and innocent birds and beasts were dragged into the ground by rattans, nourishing the grass and trees in the valley - only the land soaked in blood would be so fertile!

The rattan tossed and turned for a while, and when it saw that it could not reach its prey, it shrank back into the soil and lurked again. Wei Qiqi originally planned to keep a low profile, first hide the traces, and explore the reality, but now that Chixia Valley is occupied by the corpse-eating vine demon, he didn't dare to lower the flying sword, so he had to go around the sword, and saw that the traces of people were wiped out, the birds and beasts were extinct, and the Taoyuan Beppu and Ruimu Jingshe were all reduced to ruins, covered by new vines and trees, and the former Chixia Valley was now a dead place where the grass and trees were vigorous and there was no living thing!

Wei Qiqi sighed in his heart, Taiyi Sect's methods can be described as vicious, once the sword cultivation is destroyed by the thunder and fire clouds, the flying sword can only become the prey of the corpse-eating vine demon, in this Chixia Valley, I don't know how many unjust souls have died in vain, how many people can escape by luck? The seven factions of the side branch are finished, Kunlun is in danger!