Lin Yi stabbed through the window paper, and the moonlight outside the window. Lin Yi saw the general idea of the yard clearly.

He also knew where he was now.

This courtyard was the courtyard where the uncle practiced his martial arts, and later he taught Qin Dingfang's martial arts in this courtyard.

This is the practice house.

Lin Yi still clearly remembered that the uncle dug out the hidden Qianmei Sword Book from a corner of the pavilion in the courtyard and solemnly handed it over to Qin Dingfang.

He was hiding in this courtyard that night, and at that time he was really envious of Qin Dingfang's "Qianmei" swordsmanship that he could get from the second master.

At that time, when the uncle handed over the sword spectrum to Qin Dingfang, he really had high hopes for Qin Dingfang.

But Qin Dingfang was very rebellious!

Collusion made the people of the fox clan harm the uncle and the northern mansion.

This is also what makes Lin Yi the most resentful.

And Qin Dingfang really worked hard to perfect the cultivation of the Qianmei Sword Technique.

If it weren't for the coincidence that he practiced the "Vientiane Divine Sword Technique" that Su Qinghou specially created to restrain the "Qianmei" swordsmanship, he didn't know how many times he had been killed by Qin Dingfang.

He was originally a descendant of the Qin family, but he practiced a swordsmanship that specifically restrained the Qin family's "Qianmei".

It's ridiculous to think about it now.

Lin Yi listened carefully to the movement again, this courtyard was as silent as death.

At that time, because this courtyard was a place for practice, except for the uncle and Qin Dingfang, the idle people in the house were not allowed to enter without permission. So at that time, this was the most quiet and undisturbed place in Beifu.

Looking at the current situation, this courtyard is the same as it was at the beginning, and few people come here.

Lin Yi was very excited at the moment, he really didn't expect to accidentally discover this secret path leading to the practice academy. When the time is right, he will have to make good use of this secret passage.

Lin Yi was about to open the window to enter the hospital, and revisit the old place, when suddenly there was a "squeak" sound from the courtyard door. Lin Yi hurriedly lowered the window that he had lifted. Then a man walked in and walked to the courtyard to settle down.

Through the moonlight in the courtyard, Lin Yi saw that this person was Qin Dingfang, and he was holding a sword in his left hand.

Lin Yi thought to himself, in the Northern Mansion, there was no need for Qin Dingfang to bring a sword. At this time, he came with a sword, and eighty percent of it was for practice.

Qin Dingfang did come here to practice.

This courtyard for practicing exercises, Qin Dingfang has been preserved. Every ten days and a half months, Qin Dingyi would order someone to come in to clean the yard and the main house, and he would sometimes sleep in the room. Normally, he didn't allow anyone to set foot in this courtyard without permission.

And the two rooms where the miscellaneous items were piled up were no longer entered.

Qin Dingfang still practiced hard, except for some special times, he practiced almost every day.

Especially Lin Tianshu was beaten to death by Lin Yi at the martial arts conference, and Qin Dingfang practiced more diligently.

Because his heart is full of hatred.

Hatred is also a power that can bring out amazing potential.

Back then, Qin Dingfang used the "Qianmei" swordsmanship to fight with Lin Yi, and was suppressed by Lin Yi everywhere, which made Qin Dingfang extremely frustrated. He really couldn't figure out why he could easily fight with others "Qianmei", but when he fought with Lin Yi, he was restrained everywhere.

Later, he finally understood that the swordsmanship used by Lin Yi was the "Vientiane Divine Sword Technique" created by Su Qinghou's lonely heart. This swordsmanship is specialized in overcoming "Qianmei".

And since he cultivated "Blood Qianmei", he has fought with Lin Yi several times before and after, although his martial arts are still a little different from Lin Yi, but "Blood Qianmei" is no longer restrained by Lin Yi. Moreover, "Blood Qianmei" also posed a threat to Lin Yi. This made Qin Dingfang extremely happy, and it also increased his confidence.

Qin Dingfang believes that with his understanding and hard work, the day of the success of "Blood Thousand Plums" will not be too long.

"Blood Thousand Plums" was created by Qin Tang with the integration of "Blood Demon Skill" and "Thousand Demons", Qin Dingfang had no doubt that after "Blood Thousand Plums" was completed, he would stand at the top of martial arts. This is what he dreamed of.

Therefore, when Linghu Hidden Soul banned him more than once, and continued to cultivate "Blood Thousand Plums", it would have serious consequences for his body and make him stop cultivating, but Qin Dingfang turned a deaf ear.

He won't give up halfway, he wants to reach the top of martial arts.

At that time, he will slash all his opponents by the sword.

Thinking about it makes him excited.

Right now, he's trying to get closer to his goal.

No one could stop him.

Qin Dingfang stood in the courtyard and looked up at the night sky. He looked thoughtful, thinking about the mantra of "Blood Qianmei", thinking about the meaning of each mantra......

Then Qin Dingfang inserted the sword at his feet.

He sat down cross-legged first, his fingers slowly interlocked. The bones on his body made a "rattle" sound at this moment. Then he closed his eyes, eliminated all distractions, and allowed his body, mind, and soul to enter another realm.

It was a fantasy realm with endless plum blossoms. But all plums are one color.

It's bloody.

Because every plum blossom is dripping with blood.

The body of each plum blossom is like a blood-drenched person.

And the whistling of the devil, like the wind, shuttled and roared in this boundless blood plum.

Qin Dingfang was full of bloodthirsty desire stimulated by countless "blood plums" at the moment. He needed more blood to water the plums. Red gas began to emerge from the top of Qin Dingfang's head, and there were more and more gases. Like "blood mist".

Lin Yi hid in the room, holding his breath and secretly peeking at Qin Dingfang, who was practicing.

After another moment, Qin Dingfang suddenly opened his eyes. At this moment, his eyes flashed red, dazzling in the night, like two coals of fire. Like the eyes of the devil.

The blood veins and meridians on Qin Dingfang's body, one by one, bulged, a magical and powerful power, boiled like magma in the meridians and veins around his body.

The red gas above his head became thicker.

Suddenly, Qin Dingfang let out a low roar, and his figure rose to the sky, and at the same time, the sword inserted beside him also burst out of the sheath, a red light flew up, and then fell into Qin Dingfang's hand.

Qin Dingfang waved his sword and danced in the air, so pieces of "sword plums" carrying red qi continued to bloom in the night.

One, three, eight, ten......

The red "plum blossoms" in the night, like a dream, extraordinarily enchanting, but also full of weirdness and fierce atmosphere.

Suddenly, a red "blood-colored waning moon" burst out in the "plum blossom" bush.

Complement each other with plum blossoms.

It was a breathtaking scene.

Then the "blood-colored waning moon" continued to grow, and the edge was like a blade.

Even the voyeuristic Lin Yi was moved.

Lin Yi was also curious, if Qin Dingfang continued to cultivate like this, would he also be affected by the "Blood Demon Skill" and his mind would change greatly, or his body would mutate......

"Tuk Tuk ......"

At this moment, there was a knock on the courtyard door.

Qin Dingfang finished his work, and those "blood plums" and the "blood-colored waning moon" began to dim in the night, like a charcoal fire that burned out. Eventually, all the red light disappeared.

Qin Dingfang also fell from the sky, he stood with his sword raised, and said angrily to the door: "I said, when I practiced, don't come and disturb me." Am I farting when I say it?!"

A nervous voice sounded outside the door.

"King Qin, King Zao, please ...... There is something important. Therefore, the little ones dare not report ......"