Although Qing'er ignored Mu Chun, when Mu Chun just left, she was not polite to the dim sum made of peach blossoms, especially the peach blossom wine, with both paws.

Seeing Qing'er, whose face was as red as a peach blossom, lying on the chair like mud, Yu Ping was helpless for a while, what kind of wine did the fox drink.

But it also aroused his own curiosity.

I rarely drink alcohol when I am at home, and even if I do, I use my internal force to dissipate it, but I remember that Guo Fuzi loves wine very much.

I tried to pour a small cup, the rich floral fragrance rushed straight to my mind, the entrance was slightly sour, and then it turned into a fresh fragrance of peach blossoms, very soft, not burning the throat, like a hot air flowing in, until a trace of spiritual energy rushed into the dantian Mingxin all over the body. With a few mouths and sweet mouths, it's no wonder that so many nuns like it.

It is delicious and has a hint of aura, between the spirit wine and the ordinary wine. If you add another medicinal herb and spiritual object to become spiritual wine, Yu Ping's mind suddenly popped up this thought.

It is self-evident that Mu Chun's attempt to send wine is self-evident, and it also makes people helpless, and calculates that this little fox will like to drink.

But it is estimated that her calculations are doomed to failure.

There is no time in the sect, it will be the end of summer in a blink of an eye, and in another month, Yu Ping will come to Luoxia Sect for three years, from twelve to fifteen years old.

The sect will start recruiting a new batch of disciples, and if it is in the past, it is time to decide that the old one will stay.

It's just that in addition to the outstanding geniuses of Yu Ping's class, more disciples are either excellent in spiritual roots, or they are fast in cultivation, and basically seventy percent of them can successfully enter the inner gate.

Genius disciples like Wang Bao have long been above the eighth level of qi refining, and it is estimated that they are still pressed by the elders of the sect, or they may break through the foundation building period.

Other medium-sized disciples, such as Leng Feng, Ouyang Junjie, Xiao Yan, Peng Chu, Shangguan Lingyu, etc., had also reached the seventh level of qi refining, which was equivalent to saying that they had broken through the last level in the qi refining layer.

If there is no accident, it is hoped that Zhuji will soon become the backbone of the Luoxia Sect.

There are more miscellaneous disciples of the outer gate who have reached the fifth or sixth layer, and only Yu Ping who entered the main peak in advance is still at the peak of the sixth layer and cannot break through, that is, Lei Chungen has broken through the seventh layer and become the sect master's personal inheritance.

Fortunately, Yu Pingjin is relatively low-key in his usual time, rarely walks around the sect, and even goes to the Fang City very little, and is soon forgotten by everyone, except for the gravity room, the library pavilion, and other activities in the sect rarely participate, just like an ascetic.

Since coming back from Taohualing, Qing'er has drunk wine, and no longer lies on Yu Ping's shoulder all day long.

Most of the peach blossom wine sent by Mu Chun was placed in the bedroom, and only a few bottles were kept in his storage bag, and he wanted to go back and bring it to Mr. Guo to taste it later.

The two ear rooms were occupied by Qing'er in the bedroom, and he was directly in the cultivation room when he practiced and slept, and only when Yu Ping came out of the cultivation room did Qing'er rush to his shoulder, and he didn't bother himself at any other time.

Every time she came out of the gravity room or the cultivation room, Qing'er looked at herself like a child, and looked at Qing'er who was still sleepy, which made Yu Ping sad and distressed.

Although Yu Ping is a person who likes small animals very much, and there is a rhubarb at home in Qingshan Town, he is really not allowed to have this kind of mind because of his own situation here, especially such a spiritual Qing'er.

So every time I would play with Qing'er for a while, and by the way, I went to the bedroom to collect the empty wine jug. It's only been a few days since it started, but now it's empty a few a day, and almost half of the wine on the wall of the bedroom is empty, and Yu Ping can't understand how much peach blossom wine Mu Chun gave at that time.

But there is another strange thing, every time I can't smell the wine on Qing'er's body, and I don't have the drunken face like peach blossoms that I drank for the first time. But the sleepiness on Qing'er's face is becoming more and more obvious, sometimes it seems to be sleeping on her shoulders, and the only thing that remains unchanged is that her paws are still holding the hanging stone around Yu Ping's neck.

On this day, Yu Ping came back from the gravity room, but when he entered the outhouse, he didn't see Qing'er rushing towards him as usual. Yu Ping looked at the bedroom door that was still closed, and walked in while looking at the bedroom with his divine sense, and his mouth was terrible.

In addition to a normal standing wine jug in the bedroom, there are a lot of staggering and empty, but there is no smell of wine in the bedroom, and there is no Qing'er in sight.

"Could it be that you got drunk and ran out?" Yu Ping thought secretly.

But when I think about it, I don't think it's right, Qing'er hasn't run out in the past, and the peach blossom wine is not intoxicating.

And there is a white porcelain bottle on the floor of the bedroom, and when I open the lid and smell it, there is a strong fishy and spicy smell coming to my face.

"Huh, how can it smell like a fragrant fruit?" Yu Ping took a closer look, it was a soybean-sized elixir refined from the fragrant fruit, and there were no less than two hundred in a full bottle.

"Could it be that Qing'er brought it with me, why didn't I find out that I had eaten it?, could it be that someone else sent it?" Yu Ping said to himself.

"Is it ......?"

Yu Ping's consciousness was fully opened, and the entire Eastern Courtyard, except for Shangguan Lingyu on the left, who was still meditating honestly, and Leng Ye, who was often nowhere and empty room opposite, there was nothing abnormal in the entire Eastern Courtyard under his divine sense. Then, Yu Ping went out of the East Courtyard to find Ping'er, and no outsiders came to the East Courtyard.

After returning to the residence and searching carefully, Yu Ping only hoped that Qing'er would go back to Su'er by herself, just like it came, coming softly and leaving gently.

In the end, Yu Ping came to the bedroom that had been occupied by Qing'er and grabbed a pot of peach blossom wine in the corner.

Sitting on the ground, he lifted the lid and poured it directly into his mouth, not knowing whether he was thinking about something or what, Yu Ping only felt that this wine didn't seem to have the same taste as the first time he drank it, no sour aroma, but it was sweeter, melted in his mouth, and even a little cool.

After taking a big sip, it didn't look like wine at all, as if it had been drunk and exchanged for a clear spring.

Yu Ping put the spout of the pot under his nose and sucked it, but saw that the two white mist in the pot were instantly sucked into his nose like insects, Yu Ping suddenly felt his head sink and fell to the ground.

"Huh, how did I break through the seventh layer of qi refining?" Yu Ping felt the true qi in the dantian tumbling and his body light, as if he had stepped over another high mountain.

"How did I fly so high, so fast? ”

"Isn't this Cliff Mountain?"

Su'er, who was sitting on a stone bench on the floor, was sprinkling something on the ground, and a group of hens were clucking and nodding and pecking on the ground, and next to her was the tall, thin rooster with beautiful feathers.

Qing'er, who closed her eyes and recuperated, was being held in her arms by Su'er's other hand, "Su'er, Qing'er." Yu Ping shouted loudly, but Su'er and Qing'er didn't hear it, and Yu Ping drifted into the distance.

Yu Ping didn't notice that he was floating by, Qing'er's nose twitched, her beautiful eyes turned around, and she regained her composure, and her cyan tail flicked gently.

At this time, Yu Ping continued to float into the distance, boulders that he had never seen before, protruding hills, and woods.

It's like teleportation, a thousand miles in an instant.

There was green smoke in the distance. There is also a high wall, officers and soldiers.

"Where is this? Is it Blackwood City?"

A tall and long stone wall spanned the forest, and there was a house and camp like the city lord's mansion in the deepest part of the forest, how could this house be transparent, and you could see a lot of people inside, as well as a tall old man who was full of energy. And how can there be people under the city lord's mansion?

"That'...... Isn't that big brother Zhang Hu?" Yu Ping saw a strong young man who was exuding the greatest blood qi and was punching on the top of the city wall!

Although he is taller and stronger, he knows at a glance that he is the eldest brother of the sworn worship.

"No, Zhang Hu is not so powerful, and how can those hands like claws pinch fine iron into powder?" Yu Ping said with some surprise.

"Big brother... Zhang Hu," Yu Ping shouted vigorously, only to see the young man who looked like Zhang Hu looking up suspiciously, and two green lights shot through his eyes.

... Yes...

Yu Ping retreated for a while, and instantly floated into the distance.

When I saw it clearly, it was already Qingshan Town, and it was still as familiar as before, especially the town street and the Yu Ji cloth line of my own home, but why my home was confused and couldn't see clearly, and when I was about to look hard, I saw a flash of light and shadow in front of me, and Ding Qing saw that this transparent light and shadow turned into Old Master Guo, and it was still the appearance of three years ago.

Yu Ping was about to see him, but he saw the light and shadow of the old master Guo with his back to him and opened his mouth and said, "Go back!"

Yu Ping's eyes were dark and unconscious.

When he woke up, he was still lying on the ground, still holding a flask in his hand.

"Oh! Yu Ping held his head in both hands, feeling the pain of his head as if it was about to crack.

It took a while to feel some relief.

"It's just a dream! It's just why it's so real, but it's not right, if only Zhang Hu and Old Master Guo were so powerful, could this wine be poisonous?" Yu Ping smiled bitterly.

"I think it's never been sudden, and the so-called demons have arisen. ”

It's just that when Yu Ping's head no longer hurts, when he looks inward, he is so surprised that he almost cries out.

Because the dantian has more than doubled, the myopic liquefied aura is tumbling up and down.

"Isn't this exactly the performance of breaking through the seventh layer and refining qi in the later stage?" Yu Ping said in surprise.

And it almost broke through the eighth floor.

Yu Ping pinched his thigh.

"It's not a dream!" Yu Ping muttered.

Yu Ping opened the storage bag, grabbed a few Hui Qi Pills and Qingxin Pills, and stuffed them into his mouth. After thinking about it, he took out a pure heart pill and stuffed it into his mouth distressedly.

The Qingxin Pill was indeed a divine pill, and his head immediately sobered up, but his cultivation was truly broken.

He looked at the empty flask beside him. "Could it be that this peach blossom wine has broken through? Qing'er has returned to Su'er? Zhang Hu is so powerful? What is the matter with the eyes? And what is the matter with the transparent old master Guo?

I can only get the answer later.

"Why do you dream of draining your Divine Sense every time you make a small progress?" The only thing is that this time there is no dirt on the surface of the body.

After accidentally breaking through the seventh layer, the distance that the divine sense can also cover has reached nearly three hundred meters, which is more than double that of before, and it is more agile and agile, and it is easy to send and release at any time.

The purity of the true qi is also very pure because of the aura of heaven and earth absorbed, and the various aura of the four spiritual roots are intertwined and clearly visible, and it is easy to control which aura it is.

Yu Ping took a shower and did not leave the room, but returned to the cultivation room and took out the talisman and paintbrush from the storage bag.

"It seems that the talisman problem that has plagued me for more than half a year can finally be solved. ”

In the past, Yu Ping found that after many failed trial productions, it was very easy to draw the whole rune under the action of the divine sense, but in the end, it was because the required true qi was impure that it failed, and the true qi of the miscellaneous spirit root was mixed and could not be separated, so that in the end, it was impossible to achieve the balance of the five elements on the rune paper.