The clear and melodious sound of the sword roar was like turning into a beautiful sword song, echoing on the top of the book mountain, rippling along the void. Even outside the mountain of books, you can hear it clearly. Not only at the foot of the Book Mountain, but at this time, the entire Dongyuan Academy Palace was shrouded in that kind of sword song.

And in that sword song, it seems to contain an invisible artistic conception. In that artistic conception, one person and one sword, breaking enmity and hatred, dancing the wind and clouds, chic and unparalleled. This situation and this scene made many teenagers under the book mountain fall into it, and it was difficult to keep their minds and be intoxicated.

At the foot of the Book Mountain, the look on the face of the old man in Tsing Yi could no longer be described as wonderful. His eyes were fixed on the top of the book mountain, and his eyes were full of unbelievable shock.

He has guarded the Book Mountain for nearly a hundred years, and no one knows better than him how difficult it is to comprehend the Qinglian Sword Song. Over the years, many disciples have entered Shushan and wanted to comprehend the Qinglian Sword Song, but they were all disappointed in the end. Even Feng Jiu, who is known as the number one talent in the Academy Palace today, has entered the Book Mountain several times, but he still fails repeatedly.

However, now, a young man who had only entered the Book Mountain for the first time, and was only in the late stage of the Spirit Realm when he entered the mountain, had actually successfully comprehended the Qinglian Sword Song. Can you imagine what a huge impact it will bring to the heart of the old man in Tsing Yi?

On the Tianque Peak, Yun Lao stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the Book Mountain. On the old face, there was a smile of relief and excitement.

"Yuan'er, you really sent a good seedling to the teacher. Xi'er's talent is far better than you back then. Even as a teacher, I have never seen such a talented person. Don't worry, no matter what, even if I put this old bone together, I won't let him follow in your footsteps. What you owe to your teacher back then will all be on Xi'er's body. ”

At this time, behind Yun Lao, a shadow floated in and stood there quietly. In the beautiful eyes, a different color also flashed. This guy really succeeded?

"Old man, I gave him this place, how are you going to thank me?" Luo Wan'er looked at Yun Lao, and suddenly said crisply.

Yun Lao suddenly smiled when he heard this, and turned to look at the girl. When he brought it to Tianque Peak, he was only six years old. Now it is sixteen flowers, and it is so beautiful that the country and the city are all overwhelmed, and in time, she is definitely a beauty at the level of disaster.

A doting smile appeared on Yun Lao's face, but the look in his eyes seemed to have a different taste.

"Girl, what do you think of Xi'er?" asked Yun Lao.

Luo Wan'er was stunned when she heard this, and looked at Yun Lao with strange eyes. Inexplicably, I suddenly asked what this was for?

"What do you mean?"

"In any way. Yun Lao said with a smile.

Luo Wan'er's expression became more and more strange, and she groaned for a while, and then said: "You look good, talent, so-so, and you can get by." ”

Speaking of this, Luo Wan'er didn't know what she suddenly remembered, her pretty face suddenly turned red, and a touch of shame welled up in her beautiful eyes. Then he added: "But the character, it's really unbearable." ”

"Hahahaha!" Yun Lao looked at the girl in front of him, his wise eyes seemed to be able to see through Luo Wan'er's thoughts, and then looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Old man, what are you laughing at!" Luo Wan'er was uncomfortable by Yun Lao's gaze, and immediately stomped on her jade feet and asked hatefully. He was about to rush over and grab the beard on Yun Lao's chest.

"Idiot. However, this time, Yun Lao did not let Luo Wan'er grab his beard as before, but stretched out his big hand, pressed it on the latter's head, and rubbed it gently. Then there was a sudden hint of seriousness on his kind face. "Girl, do you like that kid from Xi'er?"

"Huh?"

Luo Wan'er's delicate body suddenly stiffened, her beautiful eyes looked at the old man, and the next moment two pieces of red glow flew directly on her delicate jade-like face, and then said in shame: "Old man, what nonsense are you talking about? How can I like that kid? And in terms of seniority, I am still his little aunt, how can it be?"

"Really?" Yun Lao looked at Luo Wan'er with a smile and said. "Girl, you were taken to Tianque Peak by me at the age of six, and it has been ten years now. In the past ten years, when have I ever said that I would take you as an apprentice? And when have you ever called me a teacher?"

"Huh?"

Luo Wan'er blinked her eyes when she heard this, a little dumbfounded. is true, although Chen Hao has always called her junior sister, Yun Lao has never officially mentioned it, saying that she is his disciple. And over the years, she has never called Yun Lao a teacher.

"Old man, what do you mean?" Luo Wan'er suddenly felt a little flustered, looked at Yun Lao and asked.

"Haha. Yun Lao smiled, rubbed Luo Wan'er's forehead, and then put down his palm, looking into the distance. "Girl, you are now sixteen years old, and you have the right to decide your own life. You also know that that kid from the Feng family has some thoughts about you. You don't need to think about anyone's feelings, you just have to look at your own mind. ”

"Old man, if you talk nonsense again, I'm really angry!" Luo Wan'er's face changed suddenly, her eyebrows frowned, and she looked at Yun Lao and said.

"Girl, what the old man wants to say is that no matter who you like in the future, it is your own right. No one has the right to dictate your life, not even me. You don't need to live for anybody, it's tiring. But after all, you are still young and have experienced too few things, I want to tell you that some people, if you meet them, don't miss them, you know who I'm talking about. Yun Lao looked at Luo Wan'er deeply, with a rare solemn expression.

"Because if you miss it, it's probably a lifetime. I like that little guy very much, and I don't deny it, and a large part of it is because of his father. But I can see people very accurately, Xi'er's kid is extremely talented, and he attaches great importance to affection. I dare to assert that it will not be something in the pool in the future. If you don't like him, it's okay, and the old man won't mess with the mandarin duck score. But I also have selfish intentions, old man, for you and for him. Ask your own heart, and if you like it, don't let it go. The old man has lived for so many years, and many things have been seen through. But there are some things, if you really miss them, it is useless to regret them later. ”

Yun Lao turned around and looked up at the sky.

"You won't be in the Dongyuan Academy Palace for long, I'm afraid you'll be leaving soon. I hope you'll be able to think it through before then. ”

As the words fell, Yun Lao's figure moved, and he walked towards the bottom of the mountain. Leaving Luo Wan'er alone, she stood in place, her eyes becoming a little confused.

Some people miss it, it may be a lifetime? The girl's heart suddenly rose a trace of panic for no reason, but even she herself did not know where this panic came from.

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To the east of the Dongyuan Palace, a majestic and gorgeous building. Here, it is the Tianxin Palace in the four veins of the School Palace.

Among the four veins of the School Palace, the Tianxin Palace has the smallest number of people, because only disciples of divine power with spiritual power talents are recruited here. Feng Jiu is a disciple of this lineage, and he is the personal disciple of the palace master of Tianxin Palace.

In an independent hall of Tianxin Palace, Feng Jiu was cultivating. In front of him there is a stone wall, on which is carved an ancient totem. Among the totems, there is a sacred bird, soaring above the nine heavens. The depiction of the sacred bird is lifelike, extremely expressive, and gives people a sense of immersion. An invisible will descended from it, and the divine bird swept through the void as if it had come to life, and a remnant of the Dao Dao was drawn behind it.

In the stone wall totem, there is actually the true meaning of martial arts! In the entire Dongyuan Academy, there are only a few people who can enjoy such treatment, and Feng Jiu is one of them. There is no need to enter the Book Mountain, the Academy Palace has arranged everything for him, even this kind of treasure that contains the true meaning of martial arts can be placed here, so that he can feel it freely.

However, just when Feng Jiu was immersed in the artistic conception and comprehended the cultivation, a wisp of melodious sword song suddenly floated into the main hall and reached his ears.

"Huh?" Feng Jiu's closed eyes moved slightly, and then slowly opened. That kind of singing made him feel a sense of déjà vu, as if he had heard it somewhere.

But in the next moment, Feng Jiu's face changed, his eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, and his body suddenly stood up. A powerful spiritual power exploded from his body.

"This is, Qinglian Sword Song!" Feng Jiu's pupils constricted, and his body swept out of the main hall like lightning, appearing at the door of the main hall. And his gaze was in the direction of the book mountain.

Standing outside the main hall, the melodious sword song became clearer. Feng Jiu himself was also a divine martial artist, and he perceived this heaven and earth with spiritual power as the guide, and he clearly sensed that in that void, there was an invisible sword intent flowing. Like a picture scroll, slowly unfolding in mid-air.

"Someone is comprehending the Qinglian Sword Song!!" Feng Jiu's eyes instantly became extremely sharp, and an uncontrollable fury welled up on his indifferent face. "Yu Wenxi, you actually dare to touch my Qinglian Sword Song!"

A furious sound came out of Feng Jiu's mouth, and then his body was like electricity, and the spiritual power of the wind wrapped his whole body, and he swept away into the distance.

The Qinglian Sword Song is the top martial art in the Book Mountain, and once it is comprehended, it will disappear. Feng Jiu has coveted it for a long time, and has long regarded it as a private thing. And in the Dongyuan School Palace, apart from him, there is only one person who is a divine warrior, and that is Yu Wenxi, who has just entered the School Palace!

Except for him, the others were not qualified to comprehend the Qinglian Sword Song at all, and they didn't have that guts!

"Impossible, this kid has just entered the Academy Palace, and he is still a cultivator of the Spirit Realm, how can he succeed in comprehending the Qinglian Sword Song! This is absolutely impossible!" Feng Jiu's face was faintly filled with a hideous color. His gaze looked at the top of the Book Mountain, and a cold killing intent welled up in his eyes.

Yu Wenxi, dare to touch my Qinglian Sword Song, you are looking for death!