【East Kunlun, Siyu Mountain Range, Luyao Peak】

The midday sun hung in the sky, scorching the clouds.

Fang Xiaoqian was in the courtyard, and the crystal sweat slowly trickled down his forehead and flowed to his chest. Although he is not very old, his strong muscles can still be glimpsed from his naked upper body.

The boy had a rope tied around his neck and a copper coin hanging from it, which was also soaked at the moment.

He was holding a wooden sword in both hands, slashing, chopping, picking, stabbing, poking, and blocking...... One by one, the sword posture was skillfully slashed, and these simple swordsmanship were something he had to practice every day. According to Zhang Ziyuan's meaning, a cultivator's body is like a wine jug, and true qi is wine, and how much wine can be held naturally depends on how big the wine jug is, so a strong physique is the basic prerequisite for becoming a sword immortal.

This wooden sword was specially made, extremely heavy, and it took Fang Xiaoqian nearly a month to be able to use it. It's not that he is making rapid progress, but that he has potions to warm his body every day, and a few days ago, Fang Xiaoqian relied on the set of breathing methods taught by Zhang Ziyuan, and finally condensed a trace of true qi. After having this true qi, not only can you strengthen your body, but you can also practice the basic methods in the "Four Imperial True Methods".

Fang Xiaoqian's cultivation is the "Northern Purple Micro Stars Chapter", and the profundity can only be felt after cultivation. The original method of breathing was also abandoned, and Fang Xiaoqian had already reached the first layer of the spirit rhino with the help of the new cultivation method. When Fang Xiaoqian excitedly told his master about this, he was comforted for a while, it turned out that many disciples in the Lingxiao Sword Sect could reach this level in a few days, while Fan Xing proudly said that she had reached the first level of Lingxi in only half a day.

Knowing that Fang Xiaoqian's cultivation speed was extremely slow, Qin Guanju did not blame, but told him that "those who become early may not be successful, and those who arrive late may not be unattainable", Zhang Ziyuan also said that "cultivators are like cow hair, and those who have attained the Tao are like morning stars", and cultivation is also about heavenly opportunities, as long as you do your best.

It's just that Fan Xing always used this matter to make fun of him, Fang Xiaoqian was not angry, but secretly ashamed.

Become stronger! That way you can see Qinghuang as soon as possible.

Fang Xiaoqian swung his last sword hard, and he knelt down with almost exhaustion. Rao didn't dare to waste time because of this, so he hurriedly sat cross-legged and sat up according to the method in "Northern Ziwei Xingchen Chapter". In the Dan Mansion, there were only a few traces of true qi that swam through the young man's body along the meridians, and so on and so forth.

Practicing swords, meditating, practicing swords, meditating...... Repeatedly.

"Although the junior brother is not highly qualified, his temperament is superior. Zhang Ziyuan sat in the main room in the north, but Qin Guanju opposite him shook his head slightly, and said: "It's not a good thing that the qualifications are too high, my younger brother is extremely qualified, and in the end it is not ...... I hope he has mediocre qualifications and a safe life. ”

"But the little junior brother will leave us one day and go to Kunlun. ”

Qin Guanju looked at the young man meditating in the courtyard and slowly spoke: "I'll talk about it then." ”

The day passed quickly, and the night changed.

After Fang Xiaoqian took the medicinal bath, he went back to his room to meditate.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, the young man's eyes were slightly raised, and he was feeling the true qi swimming in the meridians, when suddenly his ears twitched a few times.

Since refining his true qi every day, Fang Xiaoqian's senses were also much more sensitive than before. At this moment, he heard a sigh of soot coming from the window.

When he opened his eyes, Fang Xiaoqian looked through the window in the direction where the sound came from, and saw a white rabbit foraging in the grass under the moonlight.

"Although there is Ning Chundan, I haven't eaten meat for a long time, and I seem to miss it a little. Fang Xiaoqian touched his stomach and smiled slightly: "Cultivation is not to be a monk, let's start meat today." ”

Fang Xiaoqian came to the courtyard alone, and caught the white rabbit with a little effort. After taking the skin and washing it, he found a clearing not far from the back mountain and lit a bonfire.

Then, Fang Xiaoqian found several bay leaves in the woods and wrapped them in rabbit meat for a barbecue.

"It's a pity there is no wine. Fang Xiaoqian was feasting, and at the same time, he thought that when he was a child, he often ate meat with Tuoba Qinghuang in the Zhennan General's Mansion, and every time he would bring wine.

Why don't you go to the yard and look for it and see if there's any drink. Fang Xiaoqian suddenly thought of it, so he ran back to the courtyard and searched for them one by one along several empty rooms.

Not long after, in the corner of a wooden pavilion, Fang Xiaoqian found a large vat. He lifted the wooden cover, and in an instant the smell filled the room. "It's really there!" Fang Xiaoqian didn't know who put it here, but he thought that it was either a master or a senior brother, so it should be fine.

"It's delicious!" Fang Xiaoqian took out a piece of rabbit meat from his arms, and ate and drank it while drinking.

"Delicious, isn't it?" A deep voice suddenly interrupted the young man's interest, Fang Xiaoqian turned his head, and saw a young man leaning against the door by the moonlight, he was handsome and tall, and behind him was a wooden box with seven sword hilts inserted on it.

Fang Xiaoqian had never seen this person, and he was stunned at a loss.

The young man walked in with a step, took out a handful of beans from his waist, threw one into his mouth, then poured another sip of wine, and said slowly: "I have been leaving this vat of Tusu wine for thirty years, and you are the first one who dares to drink it secretly." ”

Fang Xiaoqian seemed to be a little weak-hearted, and said ashamedly: "I'm sorry, I didn't know it was yours, I thought it was ......"

Before he could continue, the young man shrugged his nose, lowered his body to stare at the rabbit meat in the young man's hand, and asked, "What is this?"

"Uh...... Roast rabbit meat. ”

"Anything else?"

Fang Xiaoqian seemed to faintly hear the other party swallowing in his throat, and hurriedly said, "Yes, in the back mountain." ”

"Take me there. ”

"But you haven't told me who you are, in case Master knows that you are here......" Fang Xiaoqian was a little worried, after all, a stranger came, so he should tell Master anyway.

"I should ask you this. The young man's tone was a little impatient.

When Fang Xiaoqian led him to the back mountain, he saw three figures sitting in front of the bonfire from a distance, it was Qin Guanju, Zhang Ziyuan and Fan Xing.

"Little junior brother, you roasted this rabbit meat, right? Hey, the painting brother is also back, come and eat together. Zhang Ziyuan beckoned to the two from afar.

Only then did Fang Xiaoqian realize that the young man beside him should be another senior brother he hadn't seen yet.

The young man did not speak, sat down by the campfire, tore off the last piece of rabbit meat, and munched on it silently. Qin Guanju asked Fang Xiaoqian to sit beside him, pointed to the young man opposite, and said, "This is my second disciple, Jimo Huafu, and also your second senior brother. ”

"I've seen the second senior brother. Fang Xiaoqian shouted obediently.

"Hmm. Jimo Fu snorted and ignored him, and the young man couldn't help but bow his head a little nervously when he saw this.

Seeing his strange appearance, Qin Guanju asked out loud, "What's wrong?"

"I ...... I just secretly drank the second senior brother's wine and made him angry. Fang Xiaoqian replied.

"Don't pay attention to him, he is so virtuous, and he feels sorry for that little bit of broken wine all day long. Although Fan Xing always makes fun of Fang Xiaoqian on weekdays, she can't see others bullying him, so she immediately helps Jimo Painting to fall short.

This little junior sister has been spoiled by the two senior brothers since she was a child, and she didn't refute it even if she was helped by ink painting, and still silently ate meat with the wine in the pot.

"Your roasted rabbit meat is delicious!" Qin Guanju chewed on a piece of minced meat in small bites, touched Fang Xiaoqian's head and smiled. Fan Xing gnawed on the rabbit leg in his hand, and also said, "Yes! It's delicious, but it's gone." ”

Jimo Painting Fu Wenyan looked up at the empty wooden stick above the bonfire, and immediately, he saw seven flying swords in the wooden box behind his waist and shot into the mountains and forests on the side.

After a while, the flying swords circled back again, each wearing a rabbit.

"It's baked, and the Tu Su in the house will divide you in half. Jimo Huafu said calmly.

"Wow! It's the first time I've seen Brother Huafu so generous. Fan Xing's two dimples appeared, and said with a smile: "But I still want to eat it, hehe......"

"There's a junior brother Lao. Zhang Ziyuan also looked at Fang Xiaoqian and smiled slightly.

Qin Guanju's eyes were hooked into crescents, and he was hiding his face and chuckling.

Fang Xiaoqian saw that everyone loved the rabbit meat he roasted, and he was also very happy. So he cleaned up a few rabbits and roasted them as before.

Soon, the aroma of rabbit meat rose in the back mountains.

Several people sat around, laughing while eating meat, and they were happy.

The night was already deep, Qin Guanju and Jimo Huafu had already returned to the courtyard, leaving only Fang Xiaoqian, Fan Xing and Zhang Ziyuan in the back mountain.

"Little junior brother, you can put out this bonfire later, and I'll go back first. Zhang Ziyuan stood up, and walked towards the courtyard as he spoke.

"Good. Fang Xiaoqian swallowed the last piece of rabbit meat, and gently slapped the soot in the bonfire with a stick, trying to extinguish the remaining sparks one by one. Fan Xing also picked up a wooden stick and patted it lightly inside, she raised her eyes to look at Fang Xiaoqian, revealing two dimples, "Boss, I didn't expect you to be quite capable, you can barbecue!"

Fang Xiaoqian raised his head and looked at the girl's appearance under the moonlight, and couldn't help but think of the two poems he had read: lightly sweep the cheeks and apply powder thinly, and the willow eyebrows and eyes are like stars!

"Why are you staring at me?" Fan Xing saw that Fang Xiaoqian was staring, his face was also red, and he rolled his eyes.

Fang Xiaoqian was stunned for a moment, a little embarrassed, and then asked instead, "Senior Sister, why does Second Senior Brother feel as if he is cold?"

"He, don't look at the cultivation as high, he has already half stepped into the sainthood, and he is miserable. Fan Xing retracted his gaze, sighed softly and continued: "I heard from the master that he was not like this before, and there was a senior sister in the sect who was happy with him, and he almost became a Taoist couple. Once, Senior Brother Painter Fu went deep into Nankunlun and fell into a secret realm, the natal candle he left in the sect had been extinguished, everyone thought he was dead, and that senior sister became a Taoist couple with someone else after a few years......"

Fang Xiaoqian didn't understand what the "Natal Candle" was, but he didn't interrupt but listened carefully, Fan Xing continued: "One day later, the second senior brother suddenly returned to the sect, and I heard him say that he had escaped death, and his soul was extinct but he miraculously survived, but he was also blessed by misfortune, and directly broke through from the Xuanhuang Fivefold to the Semi-Stepping Saint, and even obtained the seven famous swords. However, after learning that the senior sister had become a Taoist couple with others, he drank all day long and had no intention of cultivating...... It was useless for the master to lose his temper countless times, he just wanted to drink. ”

"Knowing that he looks like this, that senior sister also secretly came to Lu Yaofeng later, but the senior brother of Huafu was closed, and after a while, he went out of the sect all day long to do tasks, and rarely came back......"

"It turns out that the second senior brother is such a miserable person, he must be very painful in his heart. Fang Xiaoqian didn't feel that Jimo Painting Fu didn't like him because he was indifferent, but he felt a little unfair for him at the moment.

Fan Xing touched the blade of the ink-blue long sword on his waist and said, "Senior Brother Huafu said that he doesn't blame her ......"

"Who is that senior sister?" Fang Xiaoqian asked.

Fan Xing shook his head, "I don't know, these are all things that I did before I entered the sect, and Senior Brother Huafu hasn't mentioned it either." ”

Inside the house, Qin Guanju sat opposite each other with Jimo painting.

After groping in his arms for a while, the young man suddenly took out a fist-sized red fruit, put it on the tea table, and said, "This is the Zhu Fruit I found in the Endless Demon Mountain, this thing is not of much benefit to me, so I will give it to the little junior brother." ”

Qin Guanju nodded and said, "I thank you for Xiao Qian." ”

"Huafu, don't know how to drink all day long, stay in the mountain gate for a while if you have nothing to do, your little junior brother hasn't seen you a few times. Qin Guanju frowned slightly, and there was a faint warmth in his tone.

"Well, let's go in a few days. Jimo nodded.

Qin Guanju sighed lowly and said slowly: "Can't you still forget her......

"I forgot. ”

"But I haven't said who it is......"

Jimo painting pursed his lips and never answered.

There are some people in this world, how should they forget, how should they forget, and why should they forget?