Back at Sanrong Village, it was just getting dark.

He Yi took advantage of the night to return to the village and landed on the trunk of the tree where he usually meditated.

With a sweep of her mental strength, Jiang Cen was still cultivating, and the Xuantie Sword was inserted on the ground beside her, slightly glowing with cold light.

Her aura was a little stronger, although it was still negligibly weak for He Yi, but it had nearly doubled compared to when he left, and it was estimated that she had reached the seventh level of qi refining. It takes five Earth months to reach seven layers, and the speed is okay.

Speaking of which, the Qi refining period should actually be divided into three stages: the early stage, the middle stage, and the late stage. The seventh floor and before belong to the early stage. Unlike the Jindan stage and the Yuan Infant stage, the cultivation in the Qi refining stage is getting faster and faster, not slower and slower. Because there was no origin of true qi in the beginning, it naturally took more time to condense true qi, but later there were more and more true qi, and the speed of attracting spiritual qi refining became faster.

In his absence, Jiang Cen's progress seemed to be greater. If she continues to cultivate at her current speed, she may really be able to reach the foundation building period before the end of the half-year period! Half a year here is already worth one year in the Mountains and Seas Realm, and if she is given a better cultivation environment, the effect is not difficult to guess.

During the time He Yi left, nothing special seemed to have happened in Sanrong Village, and the people in the rivers and lakes did not continue to come to investigate the situation and sneak attack Jiang Cen. In fact, this is also normal, after all, even killers such as the Night God who are known for their speed can't see He Yi's appearance clearly, and the people in the rivers and lakes will naturally be afraid. And before his ocean trip, he also tried his best to block and scare off two waves of sneaky people, which is estimated to have a good effect.

In fact, it's not that no people in the rivers and lakes have come to Sanrong Village, but they have been sent away. He didn't know these things, and even if he knew, it didn't matter, anyway, Jiang Cen was still alive and sound.

The next morning, when he woke up from the retreat, he happened to see the scene of the scholar holding the account book and reporting to Jiang Cen.

Liu Qingshan spoke carefully one by one, but Jiang Cen was a little impatient to listen. After a while, she said: "Okay, don't read it, Brother He will leave the matter to you, you can handle it yourself, you don't need to report it to me." ”

"How can this be done, the young lady is the master here, if I don't report it, won't I ......" the scholar was embarrassed.

"I believe in you as a person. I don't need to read these things in the future, I want to cultivate, you go out. She said, waving her hand.

"Oh......" Mu Mu nodded, there was a faint look of satisfaction on the scholar's face, and he said, "Then Qingshan will retreat", then left the small courtyard and closed the door gently.

Seeing him leave, Jiang Cen sighed quietly and whispered: "Really, a man actually talks so much, what ......?"

"If you don't practice early in the morning, what are you muttering!" He Yi suddenly appeared, scolding with a face.

On the surface, it was serious, but in fact, the scene just now fell into his mind perception, and his heart was also touched.

"Ahh She patted her chest and panicked for a while before she said, "He Da...... Heye, when did you come back?"

"Just came back. He replied, and then deliberately frowned: "The breath is still so weak, have you been lazy for the past dozens of days?"

"I didn't!" was said to be lazy and weak, she was immediately unhappy, and immediately retorted: "I practice for eight hours a day, except for eating, drinking, and sleeping, I hardly stop!"

"Yes, then let me see how you're growing. He Yi said, waved his hand and rolled the Xuantie Sword into her hand, and then said, "Attack me, with all your strength." ”

With the Xuantie Sword in hand, Jiang Cen hesitated. In the past dozens of days, she has seen the sharpness of this sword, sharpening iron like mud and blowing hair off, this is what she is talking about. Although he knew that He Yi was powerful, he was not sure if this sword would accidentally hurt him.

However, this only hesitated for a while, and was interrupted by He Yi's suspicious gaze. She snorted angrily, shouted "look at the move", and stabbed straight out with her sword.

The long sword stabbed, and the magic weapon refined by Panjun's secret seal was sharper than ordinary flying swords, and even brought a slight roar when it broke through the air.

But who is He Yi? An ascetic in the early days of Zhiwei! Even if she stood still and stabbed her, at most she would stab a small section of it, and the muscles would clamp the blade of the sword on its own, so that she could not move an inch!

Retreating to the side and dodging, he was just like an ordinary Jianghu person, and even deliberately suppressed his strength. The long sword missed, and Jiang Cen twisted his wrist and slashed at his neck again.

He Yi fell backwards, flipped back by dodging the attack, and after landing on the ground, he was bullied and punched her. At this time, his speed is not fast, only one point stronger than ordinary people. After all, Jiang Cen was born in a martial arts family, and he already had some martial arts skills, and when he saw him attacking, he didn't panic and avoided a flower-wearing butterfly, and immediately shook the Xuantie sword in his hand, and the sword danced out of a sword flower, which went straight to his chest.

The two fought for a moment, but neither of them touched anyone. He Yi was testing her, of course he wouldn't really make a move, he just kept dodging and occasionally attacking to see her reflexes. And Jiang Cen didn't even use his true qi, in the end, he was still no different from an ordinary martial artist, and it was difficult to hurt him.

I have to say that Jiang Cen's martial arts are very ornamental. She was originally a girl in the flower season, and at this time she was wearing a thin collarless long-sleeved cyan robe, and the green clothes were dancing like flowers in her manners, and she added a little bit of the beauty and heroism of the Jianghu heroine under the dancing of the long sword, which was almost impeccable on the surface.

But what he wants is more than just good-looking.

"I said with all my strength, what do I do with that bit of true qi! Is it too little to be reluctant to use?" he deliberately mocked again.

After fighting for a long time without defeat, the girl was in a happy mood, and she even had time to sneak a look at the expression on his face between the sword dancers and retreats. But as soon as she heard this, she was immediately angry, and felt a little aggrieved in her heart, and responded angrily: "Okay, then I'll do my best, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The five true qi mobilized, and quickly converged on the long sword in his right hand. Jiang Cen snorted lightly, raised a sword in his hand like a long rainbow penetrated, and crossed a zhang away with a whistling sound, stabbing at He Yi's chest!

The Xuantie Sword was menacing, but he was indifferent, stretched out two fingers when he couldn't make a move, and caught the indomitable sword.

kicked up, and it was Jiang Cen in the stomach. The long sword flew out of his hand, Jiang Cen fell on the soft green grass, his brows were tightly knit in pain, he clutched his stomach and exhaled in pain, and tears broke out of his eyes.

finally came over in one breath, she gasped and said to He Yi with a face full of anger: "You are cheating!"

He Yi held the Xuantie Sword between his fingers, gently threw it on the ground, and said lightly: "At the beginning, I suppressed the power, but I didn't say that it would not break out. If I were your enemy, first hiding your strength when we fought, and then suddenly attacking with all my strength, do you think you still have a life?"

"You are a strong word...... Jiang Cen snorted, holding his stomach and looking at him with resentment, sitting on the ground and not getting up.

Although the kick just now only used less than one-ten-thousandth of her strength, with the mortal body of a person she had just started cultivating, it would hurt even to be kicked by a teenager, let alone now.

"Starting tomorrow, after practicing every morning, I will practice the sword for half an hour. I will evaluate you from time to time, be mentally prepared. ”

After a while, she will have to walk the rivers and lakes alone to solve the aftermath of the Immortal Sword matter, if she doesn't have any actual combat experience, I'm afraid that she will encounter a lot of trouble at that time.

Hearing his words, Jiang Cen first pursed his mouth, muttered something, and then pouted and said: "You pretend to be serious and tired like this every day, I hate you like this......"

Well?

Is it being seen......

He Yi's heart suddenly burst out, and he secretly thought: I have done so well and can still be seen through, is it because I am not suitable for acting?

There was a slight fluctuation in his heart, but he still didn't change on the surface, he just coldly threw down the sentence "Starting tomorrow, I will teach you some simple spells", and then disappeared into the small courtyard in a flash.

"Ho...... Hmph, don't even give time to say two words!" Jiang Cen muttered dissatisfiedly, and sprinkled his belly on the soft grass on the ground.

It was a huge manor, but she almost stayed in the small courtyard all day long, except for cultivation, she didn't even have anyone to talk to. Speaking of which, it's quite pitiful.

Although He Yi is gone, under the shroud of mental strength, she can clearly see what she did later. However, when I think about it, cultivation is a lonely and lonely thing, and learning to endure lonely cultivation is a necessary process to embark on the path of cultivation.

In the idle warehouse, he took out a large piece of much purer spirit jade, put away a few precious materials by the way, and put the rest directly here. Use the Guhong Sword to cut a large piece of jade, then divide it into small pieces, and put them away one by one.

After nightfall, the jade in the small courtyard was quietly replaced, and then it was a day after day of teaching.

With the support of better spiritual jade, Jiang Cen's cultivation grew day by day, and soon he reached the eighth layer of qi refining and the ninth layer of qi refining. While her cultivation was growing, He Yi not only learned from her every day, but also taught her a few very simple small spells, which greatly improved her actual combat ability. Of course, at the end of every fight, almost always when she fell to the ground injured. The resentful eyes made He Yi a little unbearable at first, but as time went by, although her resentment became deeper and deeper, he gradually got used to it and could turn a blind eye.

The half-year deadline was approaching, and Jiang Cen also successfully built a foundation with the assistance of high-quality spiritual jade, and had the true yuan mana. At this time, her strength is much stronger than when He Yi built the foundation. In the past six months, a few bold people have intermittently come to spy on the situation, but in the end, they were either scared away by He Yi or repelled by her.

Her strength is sufficient, and she should have few opponents in the world, as long as she is cautious, she will not encounter too much trouble. With a strength base, it is natural that what needs to be done can no longer be delayed. As soon as the half-year deadline arrived, He Yi threw her out despite her objections, and coldly said the words "Don't come back if you can't do your own thing".

At that time, Jiang Cen was riding on a horse, with a look of grievance and anger, and whispered: "Nasty ghost, pretend to be cold all day long! Hmph, when I come back, I won't listen to you again!"

Before she could finish her whisper, He Yi had already slapped a stone on the horse's ass and sent her away. For Xiao Nizi, who is becoming more and more presumptuous day by day, he is also quite helpless. Obviously, she has completely achieved coldness and ruthlessness, but it seems that the image in her heart has not changed at all.

Seeing her ride away, a faint worry couldn't help but arise spontaneously.

After half a year of getting along and teaching, in addition to his name, he has already been Jiang Cen's real master. When the apprentice goes down the mountain, the master will inevitably be worried.

The first time he experienced the experience of being a teacher, he felt a lot of emotion. After weighing it in his heart, he finally didn't follow quietly and went to protect her secretly.

With the foundation building cultivation and the high-grade magic weapon Xuantie Sword, she can now fly the sword and cast some immortal cultivator methods. Under such favorable conditions, if you still need him to protect it, it will be too useless. He believed that his first disciple would not be a fool.

She has her style, her rivers and lakes, and it will be a story.

"Aoyama, from today onwards, report to me every ten days on Miss's news until she returns. Throwing down a sentence lightly, he disappeared at the door of the Three Banyan Village in a flash, leaving only Liu Jia and his son standing in place with their own thoughts.