Liu Boqin, who was in the sunlight, swept his eyes at the vertical cliff that had become as smooth as a mirror, and there was a slight complex expression in his eyes, and the next moment the ten-zhang red ocean suddenly rolled back, and at the same time, Liu Boqin, who still had a pale color on his face, suddenly turned into a streamer and cut through the sky and disappeared. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Chang'an City was entrenched on the plain like a giant beast, and Liu Boqin, dressed in a white Confucian robe, stood in front of the tall city gate again. At this time, he had already returned to Chang'an from the Black Dragon Mountain, thousands of miles away, and for him alone, his speed was naturally not comparable to when he took Qin Qiong and the three of them before. He stopped slightly at the city gate, with a smile on his face, and stepped into the city.

Baicaotang is very quiet, like a green willow standing in the noise of the world, gently swaying the slender willow in the breeze, not for the hustle and bustle of the world in any change, some are just that touch of indifference and calm.

In the backyard, Liu Boqin was alone in a small purple sand pot, and a few emerald green tea leaves in the pot exuded a quiet fairy fragrance, and the aura like mist echoed in the small pot. As Liu Boqin's arm was slightly raised, the fragrant tea came out of the mouth of the pot and landed on a turquoise teacup, and suddenly a cloud of mist like white clouds floated over the teacup, and it turned into drops of crystal dew dropping into the teacup.

At this time, Liu Boqin had a natural smile on his face, raised the teacup on the stone table in front of him, took a sip, the smile on his face became more victorious, and a cool breath suddenly crossed from the sea of knowledge, and a trace of Qingming appeared from the divine light in his eyes, as if he had a trace of understanding at this moment.

"Master!" At this time, with a loud shout, a familiar figure followed this shout into Liu Boqin's eyes, and Cheng Yanjin, who was dressed in a warrior robe, had already run quickly in front of Liu Boqin, his eyes were full of excitement, as if he had something to say, but he stopped seeing the look on Liu Boqin's face. At this moment, the desire to speak stopped, and his expression became a little complicated.

"Biting Jin sat down and drank tea with me, Jingde They haven't come yet. While speaking, Liu Boqin pointed to the small purple sand pot on the table, and gestured to Cheng Yanjin.

"It's the master!" Cheng Yanjin's face seemed to have a trace of grievance, he lifted the small pot on the table and poured a cup of tea for himself, sat next to Liu Boqin, and slowly tasted the taste, but at this moment he didn't feel the fragrance of the tea at all, just felt the bitter taste, and if he wanted to ask, he had to hold it in his heart.

When he was young, in Liu Boqin's indifference and Cheng Yanjin's anxious waiting, the rest of the people finally arrived, even Li Shiming, the Tang King who could be described as a great opportunity in the past, was no exception at this time, wearing a cyan Confucian robe showing an elegant expression, without the slightest domineering coercion sitting in the Taiji Palace, like a guest who read poetry and books.

Seeing that the four of them had already arrived, Liu Boqin put down the emerald teacup in his hand, and the gentle gaze in his eyes swept lightly, seeing that the cultivation of the four people had made a lot of progress at this time, and it was not far from the cultivation of Liding.

"Master, what happened to the Fa that day?" Qin Qiong, who was the senior brother, swept the eyes of the three junior brothers around him, and finally couldn't help but stand up and asked with a respectful look on his face.

"No need to be polite," Liu Boqin gently waved his hand and motioned for Qin Qiong to sit down and said: "Today's teacher recruited you for this time, the last distraction battle between the teacher and a Yuan Shen major cultivator that day, the last trace of obstacle to the cultivation that was already about to break through has disappeared. The teacher has decided to go back to the villa for retreat, so today I will explain it and see if you have any questions about your practice. ”

Hearing Liu Boqin's words, a smile suddenly appeared on the faces of the four people, this smile was not just because Liu Boqin wanted to instruct them in their cultivation, but more because Liu Boqin's cultivation was about to break through, and in this world, the breath between the master and the disciple was constantly linked, and some were closer than the father and son.

Father and son are only the inheritance of one generation of life, while master and apprentice are the inheritance of the Tao and the continuation of the concept between monks. And when Liu Boqin's cultivation breaks through, being his disciple naturally has its own benefits, the simplest is that his master's strength has become profound, and when he encounters enemies in the future, he doesn't have to have too many scruples.

This is very practical among the monks, but it is also very real. In the war of the gods, Yuqing Yuan Shi Tianzun showed the importance of this background to the fullest, and none of the twelve golden immortals were on the list, although later Cihang and others invested in Buddhism, resulting in a great reduction in the strength of the Yuxu Palace, but it did make everyone in the world know Yuqing's shortcomings.

In the backyard of Baicaotang, Liu Boqin listened to the questions of several people answered one by one, the indifferent smile on his face was still undiminished, looking at the four talented apprentices in front of him, the smile on Liu Boqin's face became even worse, why not be happy to be taught by good disciples.

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The Shuangjiao Ridge is still towering, but the original mountain villa is already like a small city at this time, but it is not a place that anyone can discover, with the simple formation laid out by Liu Boqin, even ordinary demons cannot discover the existence of the villa, let alone Ququ mortals.

Liu Boqin's figure fell from the sky and stopped in front of the original villa, but at this moment, he couldn't see the slightest breath of the villa, and some were just the thick white mist, blocking everything in front of him, as if there was another world in the thick white mist, a world different from this one.

Liu Boqin, who was in the wisps of sunshine, suddenly flicked his fingers, and a wisp of red brilliance flashed, and the white mist in front of him was suddenly torn apart, and a road with a width appeared in front of Liu Boqin's eyes.

When he was young, the closed gate of the villa opened with a loud noise, and everyone in the villa suddenly ushered in, even Liu Zhuang was no exception, and everyone immediately said when they saw Liu Boqin's figure: "Welcome the owner back to the mountain!"

At this moment, he is naturally no longer the young owner who is not recognized, but the existence of this villa that supports everything, if there is no him, the villa will not become so prosperous, it is already like a fairyland, if he doesn't want to be wiped out by the demon clan in the mountain, how can it exist.

Eyes swept the people in front of them, familiar faces suddenly came into view, although this time he went down the mountain to cultivate for no breakthrough, but it has extraordinary significance, his next step has been half a step, the second half of the step has been dead at any time can be taken out of the step.

Thinking slightly, Liu Boqin suddenly stepped out and helped Liu Zhuang, who was standing down, and said, "Second uncle, why should he be like this!" Liu Zhuang did not show a trace of old age, his cultivation at this time had made great progress compared to five years ago, and his body was like the sound of waves in the movement of qi and blood.

He was held up by Liu Boqin with one hand, a trace of sigh crossed his eyes, and he was amazed by Liu Boqin's cultivation in his heart, and then said: "Owner, don't be polite!"