Qing Jin dusted off his sleeves, walked to the cliff bank, watched the rising sun, the clouds and fog dispersed, the mountains and trees were dyed, the small river under the mountain meandered by, and from time to time there were birds gliding in front of him, which made people's hearts full of pride!

He stood with his hands in his hands, letting the mountain wind blow, the green robe swayed, the clothes swaying in the wind, looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him, he couldn't help but revel in it. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Suddenly, a mountain flower floated up to the top of the mountain under the blowing of the breeze, and landed at the feet of Qingjin, he smiled slightly, his true qi urged, his face flashed with purple gas, and his sleeve robe suddenly swelled, and suddenly saw him stretch out his hand to the ground and grasp the void, and the mountain flower slowly floated up and fell into Qingjin's hand.

Qing Jin shook his head, his own internal strength was still not advanced enough, and with his current skills, he could only pick up a mountain flower by using the volley method of Huashan Yunshu's hand to take things.

The next moment, I saw his figure flicker, and he stopped in front of a big tree that was hugged by one person, and his palm was lightly patted out, without any force, and silently, a deep palm print was printed on the trunk, but the body of the tree did not shake in the slightest.

Qingjin's figure flashed, and then he came to the side of the bluestone, and it was a light and soft palm slapped out, the bluestone was like tofu, the stone powder was flying, and the palm print was several inches deep into the stone.

He didn't stop, his figure fluttered on the top of the mountain, like a mountain wind, without a trace, one palm on the left, one palm on the right, the shadow of the palm swayed, and the wind was blowing.

Suddenly, Qingjin's figure changed, his body was like a flying fish, walking like a meteor, he was blocked and swept up, downhill and rolling, moving across the sky, front and back, left and right, floating on the flat ground, it was really fast and dazzling.

At this time, only a clear voice was heard, and the figure flickered, and if the wind wheel was spinning, it suddenly split into three, and the three figures floated out separately. Two of them gradually faded away and disappeared, Qing Jin laughed and fell to the ground, this "Spiral Nine Shadows" finally had some power with the kung fu of vaporization.

Look at the rising days. I didn't come home overnight, it's time to go back!

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The scenery of this Hengshan is extremely beautiful, the mountain follows the water, the water reflects the mountain, the mountains and rivers are connected, undulating, extremely spectacular, especially the clouds in the mountains are like silk, shrouding the distant mountains and near the mountains. It's like a light veil of veil. The breeze blows through the pine forest, such as the faint sound of the waves, and the insects murmur, and the unknown birds blow and sing softly, painting a delicate landscape painting with a far-reaching artistic conception.

Qing Jin walked alone in this landscape painting, his clothes fluttering, strolling in the meantime, rising and falling. A little dust. It seems like a slow pace, but one step at a time. But it was three or five feet away, but the speed was not slow.

The mountain path was winding, lined with grass, wildflowers, and trees, and his state of mind became more and more distant, quiet as water, and as light as a mountain. I don't know if it's the person in the painting, or if the painting moves with the person.

As he was walking, he suddenly met several men dressed in strong clothes, carrying swords and running in a hurry.

Qing Jin is not a person who likes to find idle things. Seeing that their faces were not good, as if there was something urgent, and the path was very narrow, he stopped with his hands in his hands, turned slightly sideways, and stood on the side of the road, waiting for a few people to walk by.

Seeing that he had an extraordinary temperament, these people faintly had an inexplicable feeling, and they were so knowledgeable, they glanced at him, and they didn't look for trouble for no reason.

As soon as a few people staggered by, Qing Jin was about to step forward, when the rough-faced man who fell at the end suddenly turned around and shouted, "Stop, I have something to ask you?"

Qing Jin paused, turned around and said, "What's the matter?"

The man reached out and took out a roll of paper from his arms, stretched out his hand and shook it away, and asked, "Have you ever seen this person walking in this mountain?"

Qing Jin glanced at it, and saw that the person in the painting was an old man with a lot of temperament, with a slender figure and a scimitar around his waist, like a martial arts master, but he didn't know it, shook his head slightly at the man, and turned around to leave.

The man saw his contemptuous attitude, his heart was slightly angry, holding the hilt of the knife in his hand, Huo Ran took a step forward and said, "Uncle, I ask you something, answer it well?"

Qing Jin showed a strange smile on his face, and suddenly looked up, his eyes were like electricity, Huo Ran glared at the man, the man only felt that his brain was buzzing, and it was blank for a moment, and he took two steps back, and barely stabilized his body when he bumped into the man who was traveling behind him.

The man who was hit also turned around, did not notice Qing Jin's movements, looked at the man and shouted: "Liu Er, don't make too much trouble, the big thing is important." ”

The other person also turned around at this time and said, "Don't talk nonsense, go quickly, if we can't find it again, we won't have any good fruit to eat today." ”

Liu Er also reacted at this time, with a trace of surprise on his face, and a little fear in his eyes, how dare he entangle, and the three of them disappeared in the mountains and forests in a hurry.

Qing Jin had a smile on his face, he was not a person with a small belly, and he didn't bother to bother with them. It's just that looking at the style of these people, it seems that they are not people in the right path, and there is something big in front of them, but since it is not about the Huashan faction, what is the use of doing that kind of heart, now that Hengshan City is surging, and he has not returned overnight, the master can't say that he will worry about his own safety, so he should return to Hengshan City as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Qing Jin let go of the matter, he was too leisurely, his expression was chic, and his pace was a lot faster for a while.

It's just that he hasn't gone far, and he is confronted by a few hurried men, and the current one is an old man in his fifties, who arched his hand to Qing Jin and said, "Little brother, please excuse me, have you ever seen this person?"

Qing Jin saw that it was the same as the portrait he saw just now, and he was a little curious, but he still arched his hand and said, "I haven't seen it!"

When the old man heard this, he led a few people to hurry away.

Qing Jin met a few more groups of people next, and they were all looking for the old man in the portrait, which made him more and more curious, and suddenly another group of people came to him, and a man opened his mouth and asked, "This friend, are you ......?"

Qing Jin smiled bitterly in his heart, and before he could finish speaking, he continued: "But you want to find an old man with a slender body and a scimitar at his waist?"

The man rejoiced, "Ah, yes...... Have you seen it?"

Qing Jin shook his head and said, "No ......"

The man was furious when he heard this, and shouted: "I haven't seen it and I'm still here to entertain Lao Tzu...... suddenly his eyes froze, and asked: "No......?

Qing Jin smiled: "I haven't seen anyone, but I've seen a lot of portraits!"

The other leading man glanced at Qing Jin, frowned and shouted, "Sixth, don't make any more extraneous branches, it's important to chase people." ”

The man snorted coldly, shook his sleeves and left.

Qing Jin watched a few people leave in a hurry, only to find that the corners of these people's clothes were not very conspicuous, and they were all embroidered with a mark. He looked quite familiar, and after a little thought, he remembered that the clothes of those Demon Sect members he met in Jinan Mansion in Shandong Province seemed to have this kind of mark on their clothes, but they were all dressed in black, and these people were dressed in various ways. (To be continued.) )