In an instant, the cold current of the skull covered the blazing heat of the thunder and lightning, and the dazzling blue light covered Chu Yunyi's vision.

I couldn't see anything, including Nangong Li's face that was already deeply seared in his heart.

But it was a soft drop of water that swept away the incomparably powerful sword qi and gently hit Chu Yunyi's cheek.

It looks extra hot and warm in the cold air.

As if being stabbed by an iron cone, Chu Yunyi's fierce spirit, the battle intent and anger that had been spewing out a moment ago disappeared instantly, and in the eyes that gradually became clearer, he saw that the ice-like sword body of the Falling Star Sword had already bullied the purple robe, only a fraction of a point.

Nangong Li, who was still frosty just now and wanted to put herself to death, but she slightly pulled up a faint smile in her apricot eyes with tears and blood at the corners of her mouth.

That's the person I've wanted to defeat for more than ten years, that's the person who has only humiliated and despised himself for more than ten years!

But that inexplicable smile was like a thousand nets and ten thousand threads, firmly entangled with himself, so that the hands holding the sword could not advance a single cent.

Why?

Chu Yunyi didn't know, maybe Nangong Li didn't know either. But it seems that two people can guess one or two.

Silently staring at each other, one second, another second. But no one opened their mouths to say the first half of the word.

Knowing the thunderous applause and cheers from the audience, Chu Yunyi withdrew the falling star in his hand in a daze, and Nangong Li also slowly lowered his head like a curtain call, and then his whole body fell weakly.

"Senior sister!" For the first time in more than ten years, Chu Yunyi did not grit his teeth and shouted this title to Nangong Li, but unfortunately the purple figure that fell to the ground did not have any delay because of this.

In an instant, the panicked feeling swept over Chu Yunyi's whole body, and he didn't care about facing the trauma left by the thunder on his body, and struggled to swoop down in the direction where Nangong Li fell, but the height was not enough, not enough to rush below to intercept, just when Chu Yunyi approached Nangong Li's side at full speed, thinking about what to do next, he only heard Qin Bingyan's nasty voice from the audience.

"Silly boy, hug one!" Ignoring the laughter of the other Huayang disciples in the audience, Chu Yunyi violently stretched out his free right hand and returned it to Nangong Li's waist, and at the same time, he took advantage of the momentum of the fall to rotate violently, replacing himself under Nangong Li's body.

With a muffled sound of "bang", I saw Chu Yunyi lying on his back and slamming the stage that had been shattered into a pile of rubble, but Nangong Li, who had lost consciousness, was held up by him steadily and slowly fell on his chest.

"Dad, save ...... first" Looking at Chu Xiuping, who was rushing over, as soon as he opened his mouth, he fainted weakly.

I don't know how long I slept, Chu Yunyi was gradually awakened by the pain all over his body, but before he opened his eyes, he smelled a pungent fragrance.

Chu Yunyi's heart moved, and he wanted to sit up, but he felt a cold current rushing from his limbs to his heart and lungs, and a blazing heat in the middle of his chest followed, staggering-for-tat.

I opened my eyes in an uncontrollable cough, and saw that under the light of the faint butter lamp, in a plain veil lying on my body, the sleepy-eyed but still charming peach slowly lifted up.

"Brother, you're finally awake!" Chu Yunyi sat up with a smile, happily stroked his brother's slightly pale cheeks, and Chu Yunmeng immediately said: "I've slept for almost three days and three nights, I must be hungry, I'll go to the kitchen to order food....."

"Meng'er, you are sitting, you have slept for three days with this little injury, does he have the face to eat, just drink some water!" Unexpectedly, Chu Xiuping's serious voice suddenly sounded, but when the words fell, a fine porcelain tea bowl floated violently and fell steadily into Chu Yunyi's hand.

"Dad!" Seeing that Daddy's old mistake had been made again, Chu Yunmeng couldn't help but say angrily: "My brother just won the first place in Huayang Competition, and he can be regarded as raising his eyebrows for Fengmen, why are you still so fierce about him!"

"Xiaomeng, don't blame my father......" took a sip of the warm tea in his hand, and it was rare that he didn't mix a few words with his father once, but gently patted his sister's back: "The injury of the competition involves the lungs, and you have to drink some tea to moisten it as soon as you wake up, but you can't eat in a panic!"

"Hmph! You kid still have a little conscience. I saw Chu Xiuping, who was holding the pen on the desk, paused slightly, and then continued to write and draw.

"Yes, yes, how could our wise and martial father be wrong...... Hee-hee. Covering his mouth and smiling, Chu Yunmeng stood up and helped his brother tuck the corners of the quilt, and said, "Then I'll go to the kitchen to heat things up, and then tell my mother the news that my brother is awake." ”

"Meng'er, don't quarrel with your mother, it was hard to persuade her to sleep, this is with Daddy, don't be busy, hurry back to the room to rest." Chu Xiuping raised his head and whispered to his beloved daughter.

"I'm not sleepy, so I won't go to sleep!" Chu Yunmeng shook his head, and ran out of the door step by step: "Then I'll go and prepare some supper, and I'll send it to my father and brother later." ”

"You!" Chu Xiuping looked at the back of his beloved daughter in the distance, and a doting smile couldn't help but appear on his majestic national face.

"Dad, when can you talk to me in the tone of Xiaomeng!" Chu Yunyi said in protest, but obviously the treatment of boys and girls is different, Chu Yunyi not only failed to win his father's good face, but was hit by a manuscript full of ink fragrance.

"When can you let me worry about talking to me about the conditions like Xiaomeng!" Chu Xiuping snorted coldly, and then stopped paying attention to Chu Yunyi.

Pursed his lips helplessly, Chu Yunyi didn't dare to take the initiative to touch his "tyrant" father's moldy head, so he had to rub his smashing chest while opening the manuscript in his arms, but who knew how many pages he turned, but found that most of the words and sentences that had not dried were unheard of, so he couldn't help asking: "Dad, what are you showing me?"

"This is the 'Taiqing Soul Returning Technique'!" Chu Xiuping stopped the pen in his hand and looked back at his son: "That is, the brand-new exercises that you need to practice after entering the sect master." ”

"Taiqing Linggui?" Chu Yunyi searched the memories in his mind, but found that there was no record of this set of exercises in the classics that he had read in the Fengmen Library: "Dad, but I remember that there doesn't seem to be a ...... in our Fengmen Library."

"Of course not!" Chu Xiuping shook his head: "The 'Taiqing Spirit Returning Technique' is the supreme mental method of our Huayang Sect, which is completely different from the 'Five Spirits' practiced by the Five Sects of Wind, Thunder, Water, Fire and Earth, it does not focus on manipulating the single spiritual power in the Five Spirits for realization, but by gathering the Five Spirits to fuse the 'Yuan Qi', and then by controlling the 'Yuan Qi' that is far more powerful than any single spiritual power in the 'Five Spirits', it can turn the Qi into a sword and perform more powerful tricks." This requires a high level of qualifications and understanding of the 'Five Spirits', so the patriarch stipulated that this method could only be taught by the head of the sect to his own disciples or by the elite disciples who were selected to practice by the head of the sect. ”

"So powerful?" Chu Yunyi couldn't help but be stunned after hearing this, and said with a smile: "Then after I finish learning this secret book that my father gave me, won't I be able to defeat ......?"

"It's so easy to think about beauty!" Chu Xiu stood up slowly, walked to Chu Yunyi's side, and gently knocked on the door of his head: "These are just basic methods and some experience tips that I have refined, although they can be of some benefit to your cultivation, the most important thing about how to create at that time depends on your personal comprehension." Moreover, the practice of 'Taiqing Ling Guijue' is mainly divided into three layers: 'Guiyuan', which gathers the five spirits and refines the vitality, 'Controlling Yuan', which turns qi into a sword and controls the vitality, and 'Kaiyuan', which replaces Vientiane with qi. Each layer is divided into three levels of junior high school, your senior brother is so qualified, he has been practicing in the Changmen for ten years and is still hovering in the middle level of Yuyuan, like you kid has an excessive yin qi physique, I am afraid that if you don't practice properly, it may be difficult to even the most basic aggregation of the five spirits. ”

"Ah, is it so serious, Dad?" Chu Yunyi couldn't help but be stunned, since he was a child, the special life and physique brought by being born in the lunar year and the moon and the sun were cloudy, he had always been a powerful arm for him to rest the two systems of Feng Shui spells, but he didn't expect that one day it would hinder his development.

"There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain. Chu Xiuping sighed lightly, but suddenly his voice raised, and he violently copied the manuscript in Chu Yunyi's hand and knocked it on his head: "So you kid want to read this book carefully for me, and if you don't understand anything, just ask you Uncle Wen, he is also a 'Kaiyuan' level character." In addition, I have the opportunity to read this book to your senior brother in private, and the last few chapters are specially written for him, so that he must correct his problems in time. ”

"Yes, the child must remember. Chu Yunyi nodded seriously, and then turned to ask: "I remember when I went to see Uncle Wen when I was a child, I saw him pushing a three-person high boulder with one hand, I don't know which realm of 'Kaiyuan' he is?"

"Beginner, middle and late stages. Chu Xiuping replied nonchalantly, paced back to the table, folded a few pieces of letterhead and stuffed them into a brand-new envelope, and sealed them with fire paint.

"What? I didn't see him have so much strength when he exercised his skills, such a level is not even the primary peak of 'Kaiyuan', so if he really practiced to the upper level of 'Kaiyuan', wouldn't he be able to bulldoze a mountain peak and a forest with a wave of his hand?" Chu Yunyi exclaimed in disbelief: "Then Daddy, which ...... you practiced?"

"I don't understand, kid. Chu Xiuping shook his head and handed the envelope to Chu Yunyi: "You take this letter, and when you go to the sect, remember to give it to your uncle." Meng'er has been busy in the kitchen for a long time, don't wait for her to bring it to you, go over and eat it yourself, I'll go back to the room to rest first. ”

"Okay, Dad!" Chu Yunyi hurriedly got up and followed to the door of the bedroom, only to see his father's footsteps suddenly pause, and his body turned slightly.

"Yi'er, you're older. Fangzheng's Guozi face seemed to suddenly crawl out of a few wrinkles in an instant, which was particularly conspicuous, and the deep eye sockets were a little black, reflecting the bloodshot eyes, looking very tired: "Take care of yourself!"

For some reason, when I saw my father, who was usually serious and indifferent, staring at me quietly, it was as if there was a complete stranger standing in front of me. But in the moment after the eyes blinked slightly because of the wetness, only a tall and deep back remained, slowly moving away in the corridor.

"Dad, take care too!"