Everything calmed down again, and Qingyun stayed in the Wind Spirit Sect, the Ning Feng Branch, and cultivated quietly. The aura in his body was already full, and some of the attacking spells and magical powers were also very firmly remembered in his heart. As long as the mind moves, it can be sent, but if you want to be proficient, you can only continue to explore in actual combat. During this time, he continued to cultivate and strengthen the ice beard water source in his body according to the method given by Master Lin Jin.

His cultivation was a full two months. No one bothered him during this time. On this day, Qingyun felt the water element power between heaven and earth, and he could already perceive its existence more and more clearly. He opened his eyes and left his room and walked out of the courtyard. He felt that it was time to hurry up and find a way to transform his aura into spiritual power. He didn't notice that he had left a faint frost in the place where he was meditating.

Because his residence was in the backyard of the entire sect, many disciples of the sect looked at him with envy along the way. Naturally, they already knew that the young man in front of them had been accepted as a closed disciple by the sect master two months ago. Qingyun kept smiling at his fellow disciples around him. In his opinion, since they are the same family, they should support each other.

He thinks so, but some don't. A blue-shirted young man with long flowing hair, with a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth, said with disdain: "I just happened to be lucky to save Senior Sister Lin Yu." Otherwise, with his cultivation in the early stage of the Dan, he can enter the eyes of Master Lin?"

"Haha, Senior Brother Qin has a point. Uncle Lin is notoriously harsh in accepting apprentices, and so far none of us can make Master Lin a disciple. Not to mention him, an outsider in the early days of the little knot. "Some jealous disciples, you echo this blue-shirted young man with every word.

Qingyun frowned slightly, but didn't say anything. He felt that he had just come to this Wind Spirit Sect and the Ning Feng Branch, so he had better keep a low profile and try not to cause trouble for his master. He suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, and still walked unhurriedly to the front hall. Behind him, there was an even more wanton ridicule from those disciples......

He walked to a courtyard in the front hall and called out respectfully: "Disciple Fu Qingyun is out of the customs and has come to see the master." After a while, a graceful and dashing middle-aged man walked out of the courtyard, it was Lin Jin, the sect leader. Lin Yu followed behind her father and walked out slowly. She glanced at Qingyun, as if she had something to say but stopped talking. Lin Jin saw his daughter's demeanor, and an imperceptible light flashed in his eyes. He smiled at Qingyun: "Qingyun, it just so happens that you are out of the customs, accompany Yu'er to Baocheng Building to exchange some things." ”

Qingyun replied respectfully, "Yes, Master." After a pause, he then asked, "By the way, Master, I don't know ...... my little brother and the sword spirit?"

Lin Jin laughed, clasped his hands behind his back and said, "This little dragon and this sword spirit can't be idle all day, and they run on the street almost every day. However, with this signboard of my Wind Spirit Sect, you don't have to worry about their safety at all. After speaking, he waved his hand and signaled that they could go to Baocheng Building.

Qingyun and Lin Yu walked side by side on the street, looking at the crowd coming and going, and suddenly missed Uncle Luo Zhu and Jishan Village. He remembered that when He Dunzi was a child, his carefree days were so relaxed. But since he first stepped into the Great Yan Sect, his fate has changed. At first, he just wanted to simply worship the Immortal Cultivation Sect, let those immortals who have the cultivation of Heaven heal their bodies, and then work hard to cultivate the Immortal Law, that's all. But I didn't expect to enter the cave of Fengmo Xianjun and meet Xiaolong and become brothers.

Xiaolong inadvertently killed Luo Mujian, and he lived in the shadow of Yanxiang until now. It is precisely because of that Yan Xiang that he lost Yulan and Grandpa Ren. Since then, I have had a lot of things to do. Grandpa Ren's words made him want to find out more and more about his life experience, and he became more and more curious about Grandpa Ren's mystery.

Lin Yu saw that Qingyun hadn't spoken, so he couldn't help but turn his head to look, and found that Qingyun was staring at the passers-by who came and went in a daze, and couldn't help but feel a faint pain in his heart. She didn't know what was wrong with her, since she knew that the life-saving elixir belonged to Qingyun, no matter what she did, this man always haunted her heart. From time to time, I would think of the hidden sadness in his eyes. She wanted to be close to this man, to get to know him, to help him erase that grief.

But this man always has a cold look that rejects people thousands of miles away. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but be a little angry. I don't dare to say that she looks as beautiful as a fairy, but at least it's not bad. After all, he was also the daughter of his master, why was he so cold to himself? She quickened her pace and walked forward, leaving Qingyun far behind after a while.

Qingyun came back to his senses and found that Lin Yu was gone, and couldn't help but be a little stunned. In Qingyun's eyes, because of his master, he already regarded Lin Yu as his sister. It's just that I've been practicing in retreat for the past two months, so I want to take this opportunity to communicate more with Lin Yu. But now, for some reason, she left herself and left.

Qingyun was about to catch up quickly, but suddenly felt a divine sense lock on him. The power of this divine sense made him a little frightened. He stood still and didn't move, but tried to spread his consciousness around, but he felt that he had encountered some barrier, and he was blocked back. Then a gloomy voice thought in his heart: "Hmph, boy, with your cultivation, it is inevitable that you still want to explore the old man." The old man doesn't talk nonsense with you, go forward seven zhang and turn right, and you will see the old man. ”

How could Qingyun be so obedient? He didn't hesitate and immediately turned back in the direction of the sect. The divine consciousness seemed to sense Qingyun's movement, and couldn't help but be a little angry. Qingyun didn't take a few steps, and a gray-clothed old man who couldn't see through his cultivation stood in front of him.

"Boy, how dare you disobey the old man's words? Then don't blame the old man for being ruthless. After saying that, the old man was ready to make a move and kill Qingyun. Qingyun felt inexplicable, and immediately said: "Senior, is there a misunderstanding? I have never known my senior, why do I want to attack the junior?"

"Haha, the old man won't hide it from you. The remnant picture in your hand was auctioned by the old man for the dream boy of the Wind Spirit Sect. I lied to that kid that I was from the Dao Yuan Sect, but it was just to hide people's eyes. This remnant picture is the bait thrown by the old man, just to lure the appearance of the other two remnants, the old man guessed that if it is correct, you must have this exactly the same remnant picture. Don't blame the old man for being ruthless, boy. It's just that you have something you shouldn't have. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he randomly condensed a small black ball and smashed it towards Qingyun. Qingyun was shocked in his heart, this small black ball condensed at random was full of amazing power. Qingyun didn't have time to dodge at all, so he was hit by this little black ball. There was an explosion of "bang", and Qingyun only felt a wave of heat rushing in, but nothing happened.

"Huh? You, a little baby in the early stages of the knot, can actually take the old man's yin ball?" The old man couldn't help but feel a little strange when he saw that Qingyun had nothing to do. His own Yin Evil Ball is enough to destroy the monks below in the later stage of the Yudan.

Qingyun was also stunned, the moment his black ball flew by, he did feel the terrifying power in it. In the blink of an eye, he understood. It must be the function of the psychic armor on his body. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be secretly surprised by this psychic armor, which seemed to be a straw rope woven clothes. The old man missed, and after being surprised, he immediately cut at Qingyun with another black light.

At this time, many monks in the city sensed the fight on this side and immediately rushed to this side. As soon as he arrived here, he saw a jet-black wave of qi hitting a white-haired young man. The white-haired youth's clothes were immediately shredded by the black light and flew away in all directions. The old man's eyes widened, and he looked like he had seen a ghost. Seeing that there were more and more monks around, he had no choice but to shake his body and disappear in place.

It was forbidden for monks to fight each other in the city. Otherwise, you will definitely be severely punished from the City Lord's Mansion. Qingyun naturally didn't know this rule, and at this time, the clothes on his upper body were scratched by the black light, so he had to take out a new set and put it on. As soon as he put it on, he noticed a group of monk soldiers with spears approaching. The monk who took the lead, Yuan Ying, was in the early stage of cultivation, and when he saw Qingyun, he immediately said with an unkind face: "You dare to fight privately in the city, come with me to the City Lord's Mansion." ”