Yu Qinghuan meditated directly on the ground, his mind was full of ruthless kendo cultivation methods, when he circulated in his body according to the spiritual power of the mental method, the irritability in his heart instantly decreased a lot, and when he recycled for another week, it seemed that the whole person was a lot colder and indifferent, and even his obsession with that person collapsed.

When Yu Qinghuan opened his eyes again, it was already three days later.

"Your talent is very good, and the first time I ran the mental method, it was only for two days. Feng Qing praised with satisfaction: "It seems that you have a good relationship with the Ruthless Sword." ”

Yu Qinghuan said calmly, "In this way, the master doesn't need to worry about me." ”

The wind is clear, and the eyebrows and eyes are full of praise and pride for the apprentice.

Yu Qinghuan's eyebrows were faint, and after cultivating ruthless swordsmanship, the whole person seemed to have crossed a layer of cold ice, which highlighted the cold and lonely temperament of the body, and said coldly, "Master teach me swordsmanship." In this way, if I practice swords during the day and practice my mind at night, I should not be able to wait a few years before I can break through the Dan period. ”

Feng Qing frowned lightly, and said in a deep voice, "Don't be impatient. In addition to the thunder tribulation, there is also the heart demon tribulation. When you build the foundation of the Great Perfection, you can vaguely feel what the Heart Demon Tribulation is, and then you can also know in advance whether you can survive the Heart Demon Tribulation. ”

Seeing the apprentice's face change slightly, Feng Qing continued, "You have always had a smooth sail, and the Heart Demon Tribulation will not pose a threat to you, so you don't have to worry." ”

"Hmm. Yuqing Huan bowed.

Feng Qing wanted to say something, but after seeing his indifferent apprentice, he finally said, "You consolidate your heart method tonight, and I will teach you the sword technique tomorrow." ”

"Yes. Yu Qinghuan decisively turned around and left.

In the early morning of the second day, Yu Qinghuan got up early and practiced sword under the acacia tree, it was the thick summer season, and the acacia flowers fell slowly with the breeze, like a small flower umbrella, with a faint purple, which was very beautiful, and set off the white figure, which was the most beautiful in the world.

"Master. Yu Qinghuan said respectfully.

Looking at the expressionless master and apprentice, Feng Qing frowned slightly, and always felt that the slightly noisy apprentice in the past was better.

"Well, let's get started. Feng Qing suddenly appeared in his hand with an icy sword, the blade of which glowed with white light, cold to the bone.

"This sword is called the Ruthless Sword, made of 10,000 years of ice, and it is my natal sword. Feng Qing stroked the blade of the sword, and the ruthless sword trembled slightly, as if in response.

"Ruthless followed me from the time of the spirit sword, and now it is a fairy sword, and my heart is connected, the sword is cultivated for a lifetime, only one sword, whether it is to the fairy world in the future, or to meet a better sword, ruthless will not leave me. ”

"Qing Huan, you are different from me, you can choose a better sword. ”

Yuqing Huan said, "I have prepared a fairy sword for me at home, but I don't think it's suitable." When I was training, I got a hidden sword diagram, and I wanted to try it. ”

She is a child of a family and was born with a golden spoon, which is different from Shizun. I heard that Shizun is the child of ordinary people, so she doesn't need to choose a spiritual weapon as a natal sword like Shizun, she can directly choose the fairy sword......

Feng Qing frowned, "I'll go with you." ”

Yu Qinghuan shook his head, "No need, after I get married, I will go again, there will be no danger." ”

Feng Qing looked at the indifferent disciple, took out a white bell from his arms, and handed it over, "This is the son and mother bell, you keep it, you can save your life." ”

Yu Qinghuan took the crystal clear bell and asked, "A pair?"

"Yes. Feng Qing took out an identical bell from his arms, and the two bells reflected each other together, exuding a faint light.

"Master teach me swordsmanship. Yu Qinghuan just glanced at it, and then put the bell into the storage ring casually.

Feng Qing nodded with a smile. "Look. ”

The slender and powerful fingers pulled out the ice sword in the scabbard, and the wrist rotated slightly, and the ice sword also flashed as fast as lightning, and the sword light flashed, merging with the white and powerful figure. The cyan sword light was drawn in an arc in the air, and sword flowers suddenly appeared in the air, each of which caused the space to tremble, surrounding the cyan sword light.

"Can you see clearly?"

Yuqing Huan bowed his head, picked up the wooden sword and began to dance in imitation of Feng Qing's swordsmanship.

"The combination of rigidity and softness is the way to go. ”

Feng Qing sat under the table and sipped tea, watching the white delicate figure bring up a sword wind, the sharp sword light swept the fallen leaves, the flowers and leaves fell, and they were blown up by the sword wind.

The hand was lowered and stabbed at the dantian. ”

Yu Qinghuan's palm turned, and the rounded sword blade pierced the Fengqing dantian, and the score was exactly right.

"Go on. Feng Qing glanced at the wooden sword on his chest, his face was as usual.

"Master, please. Yu Qinghuan suddenly bowed his hand.

Feng Qing's head was clear, he got up, and took out the same wooden sword, without spiritual power, the two began to compete with ruthless swordsmanship.

You come and go, come and go, two white figures are entangled together, the corners of the clothes are fluttering, like a dragon and a phoenix, the same stunning face, one rigid and one soft, very wonderful.

It's just that there is no trace of emotion in the eyes of the two of them, and there is no ambiguity.

Day after day, the two of them competed with swords from morning to noon, and in the afternoon, Yu Qinghuan practiced swords by himself, and practiced mental methods in the evening.

Except for the evening, the two stayed together, but the words became less and less.

From the gentle autumn breeze, to the scorching summer, to the cold and snow of winter, until the spring breeze turns into rain......

Ten years later, autumn.

A black and a white figure sat on the table under the tree and drank tea, the woman was dressed in black, and she looked even more ruthless, and the coquettish aura on the stunning face was a little lighter, the man was dressed in white, and the jade tree had a cold and ruthless breath in the wind.

"When will you get married?" asked Fengqing.

Yu Qinghuan put down the teacup and said expressionlessly, "I'll leave for overseas immediately." ”

Feng Qing has never understood why his disciples must go out to form a pill, isn't it safer to marry a pill in the Shangqing Sect?

"Why do you have to go out?"

Yu Qinghuan's hand holding the teacup moved slightly, and then said lightly, "I haven't been home for many years, take this opportunity to go back and have a look." ”

Feng Qing frowned and said, "You can go back after the marriage." ”

Yu Qinghuan's face was not very good, and he said, "I have already decided." ”

When the words fell, he stopped speaking.

Feng Qing looked at the silent disciple and didn't speak again, and when Yu Qinghuan drank the tea, he straightened up.

"Master, the disciple retires. ”

didn't wait for Feng Qing to react, and left directly, leaving only a cold back.

Feng Qing was in a trance, sitting there quietly, not moving, I don't know how long it was, when he stood up, the cup in his hand had shattered.

Looking at the smashed cup, Feng Qing's expression was inexplicable, his palm was slightly forced, and the cup had turned into dust and disappeared into the wind.

Three days later, Yuqing Huan stood on an isolated island overseas, the island was deserted, there were not even a few weeds, not even spirit beasts and demon beasts, as if it was an isolated place.

Yuqing Huan stood on the wet ground, the tide was surging, and from time to time it made shocking waves, as if it would engulf people at any time.

He held a white object tightly in his hand.

Without any defense, they just stood there, motionless, waiting for the thunderstorm to come.