Lu Qingshan's heart couldn't help but swing, this Yan whispered softly, it was simply a torturous little goblin.

Every time, it can make people itch inside.

Lu Qingshan coughed lightly, walked slowly past Yan Qingyu, came to the courtyard, and whispered to Yan: "Senior Sister Yan, let's practice swords!"

Yan whispered's eyes flashed with loss, and he scolded Lu Qingshan, "Wood, stinky wood!"

"Huh?"

Lu Qingshan raised his head, a little unclear, and said, "Senior Sister Yan, what did you say?"

"You ......" Yan whispered for a while, stomped his foot fiercely, and said, "Nothing, let's practice swords!"

Between the words, Yan whispered slowly towards Lu Qingshan, and said secretly in his heart: "Lu Qingshan, I don't believe that you are really a wood!"

When approaching Lu Qingshan, Yan whispered his nose, snorted, grabbed the thin sword on the side, and stabbed towards Lu Qingshan quickly.

This sword is extremely fast, and at such a close distance, it is impossible to guard against it!

"Poke you, poke you!" Yan whispered, gritting his silver teeth.

But when the stab came out, Yan Qingyu immediately regretted it, at such a close distance, could Lu Qingshan have time to react?

Once Lu Qingshan is injured, what should I do?

However, the next moment, Yan Qingyu was shocked to see that Lu Qingshan's right hand stretched out, and with a slight grip of two fingers, the sword she stabbed out was firmly clamped.

Motionless!

No matter how hard Yan whispered, Lu Qingshan's two fingers were like iron tongs, motionless!

"Humph!"

Yan whispered softly, slammed the thin sword back, and stabbed towards Lu Qingshan again.

Lu Qingshan shook his head, pulled out the bamboo sword, suppressed his own cultivation, and then practiced his sword skills with Yan Qingyu.

Jingle Bell!

The sound of sword strikes is endless.

In order to avoid accidentally injuring Yan Qingyu, Lu Qingshan not only suppressed his own cultivation, but also slowed down the speed of his sword a lot.

After a long time, Yan Qingyu was already drenched in sweat, but Lu Qingshan was still fine, his heart was not beating or panting, as if he had been resting all the time.

"Senior Sister Yan, do you want to take a break?" Lu Qingshan suggested.

"No!"

At this time, Yan Qingyu had already returned to normal, and she practiced her sword skills very hard.

Lu Qingshan shook his head and continued to accompany Yan to practice softly.

When half an hour passed, Yan Qingyu's body went limp, and she felt that her whole body was very tired.

Suddenly, Yan stopped whispering and sat aside to rest.

Lu Qingshan walked over and frowned, "Senior Sister Yan, this is not quite right, why is your sword skill just a Dacheng?"

Martial arts, according to the degree of mastery, are generally divided into four realms: entry, small success, great success, and consummation.

On top of perfection, there is another realm, and that is the extreme realm.

Lu Qingshan's sword skills are in the extreme.

However, the vast majority of disciples don't know the extreme realm at all, and only know the first four realms.

At this moment, Yan whispered and raised his head and said, "What's wrong with this? I practiced swordsmanship a little late, so I came to Dacheng ......."

Lu Qingshan nodded thoughtfully and said, "Then what realm have you reached in the martial arts you practiced before?"

"Of course, it's a realm of perfection, a palm technique, a footwork, both of which are perfection realms, but this sword skill is still a great ......."

Speaking of this, Yan Qingyu's expression was a little gloomy, and he said slowly: "I prefer sword skills to palm techniques, if I can cultivate sword skills to the realm of perfection, then stepping into the land of the fallen saints, my self-protection ability will be stronger!"

Lu Qingshan nodded.

Yan Qingyu's cultivation has reached the ninth level of the Qi Gathering Realm, and if he can cultivate his sword skills to the perfection realm, his strength will definitely be improved a lot.

Lu Qingshan stared at Yan and whispered, and said very seriously: "Senior Sister Yan, don't worry, I will definitely help you cultivate your sword skills to the consummation realm!"

"Thank you, Senior Brother Lu!" Yan smiled softly.

After a while, Yan got up softly, and the two practiced swords again.

Jingle Bell!

The sound of sword strikes kept ringing.

At the same time, there was also Lu Qingshan's voice.

"Senior Sister Yan, the speed of this sword is too slow, it should be faster......"

"The angle is wrong, it should be tilted down half an inch......"

"This sword, don't use all your strength, otherwise if you miss a blow, you will be very dangerous!"

Lu Qingshan pointed at Yan and whispered while taking out his sword sparring.

Although he couldn't help Yan Qingyu cultivate his sword skills to the extreme realm, if he only cultivated to the realm of perfection, then Lu Qingshan was still very sure.

Time passed quickly, and when night was about to fall, Yan stopped whispering, ready to leave.

"Senior Brother Lu, thank you for accompanying me to practice swords, I can feel that if I continue to practice like this, I will soon be able to step into the realm of consummation!" Yan smiled softly and said, "Then, I'll go, see you tomorrow!"

Lu Qingshan nodded.

But suddenly, Lu Qingshan pointed at Yan and whispered, "Senior Sister Yan, are you going out dressed like this?"

After Lu Qingshan's reminder, Yan Qingyu immediately remembered her dress, which was very bold, but she must not let others see it.

Playfully sticking out her tongue, Yan Qingyu stepped directly into Lu Qingshan's house, and then, under Lu Qingshan's stunned gaze, Yan Qingyu put on a purple long dress.

In the end, Yan smiled softly and left.

Lu Qingshan was left alone in the yard......

Faintly, Lu Qingshan's words could also be heard.

"Yan whispered, you must have done it on purpose......"

......

Next.

As soon as the morning dawned, Yan whispered again.

It's still yesterday's attire, a long purple dress.

However, as soon as she entered the house, Yan Qingyu immediately took off her purple long skirt, revealing the clothes she was wearing underneath.

The clothes are the same as yesterday.

As if noticing Lu Qingshan's gaze, Yan whispered: "It's not very convenient to practice swords in a long skirt!"

Lu Qingshan was already mentally prepared and nodded solemnly.

Then, the two of them practiced swordsmanship again.

The second day, which passed quickly, then the third, and the fourth......

Until the seventh day.

this day.

Jingle Bell!

The two of them were shooting fast.

Suddenly, Yan's whispering momentum changed suddenly.

The next moment, Yan whispered out his sword, and there was a feeling of perfection.

That's exactly what ...... The state of perfection.

Lu Qingshan put away his sword and stood up, and whispered to Yan: "Congratulations to Senior Sister Yan, Senior Sister Yan only took seven days to cultivate her sword skills to perfection!"

Yan whispered a heartfelt smile.

The next moment, Yan Qingyu quickly threw herself into Lu Qingshan's arms, with a wicked smile in her eyes, and murmured softly, "If it weren't for you, how could Qingyu cultivate so quickly?"

Between the words, Yan whispered a pink pill and crushed it.

The pink elixir, as soon as it was crushed, immediately exploded into a powder mist, enveloping the two of them.

In an instant, Lu Qingshan felt that his whole body became hot.

It's as if there is a fire in the body that is constantly burning.

The fire seemed to burn the whole person away.

At this moment, Lu Qingshan's face suddenly turned red.

In his eyes, he was filled with the most primitive desire, which made men afraid and women excited.

That desire made Lu Qingshan have an urge to conquer Yan Qingyu fiercely!

Lu Qingshan suddenly lowered his head, stared at Yan and whispered, gritted his teeth and said, "Senior Sister Yan, what have you done to me?"