Qing Xun's gaze was still on Qiu Xin's face, and she nodded involuntarily, she didn't expect Qiu Xin to recover so quickly this time, which made her a little stunned.

Soon, the beautiful scenery of the top of the tail pine once again surrounded the two, and the episode of finding the sword recipe was deliberately covered up by the two, and Qiu Xin's action of putting it in his sleeve was imperceptible.

The faint strange plum fragrance on the woman in front of him was intoxicating, Qiu Xin was really attracted to Qing Xun, he had never felt like this, even if it was with Lu Yun's youth and haze, to this day, the rest is only a deep debt.

Looking at each other, Qing Xun felt the heat and love in Qiu's heart, blushed his cheeks, and buried his head deep in Qiu's arms, as if he was avoiding the golden light coming from the sea of clouds.

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Now Qiu Xin really understands a little that the master chose the place of seclusion in Qingsang Ling Mountain at that time, and the random place was deliberately heartfelt, as if he was looking for a cold place to suppress the fire poison on Qiu Xin's body.

But now as his martial arts are getting deeper, he feels that this mountain has more benefits for people who practice martial arts, I don't know whether the weather is cold or the scenery is beautiful, it can always calm people's minds.

The restlessness and worries I had at the bottom of the mountain seemed to have disappeared here, and even if I thought about the pain of the past, I was a little relieved.

The so-called practice of martial arts, in addition to their own skills, moves, the most important thing is to cultivate the mind, Qiu Xin entered the door of martial arts with the sword technique, and at this moment he completely entered the room, and his understanding of the word cultivation became more and more profound.

In the next few days, in addition to taking care of Qingxun and cooking vegetables, Qiu Xin will come to the place of the partial peak and tail pine, dance with the breeze, and practice swords with the falling snow.

Whenever this happens, Qing Xun will watch quietly from the sidelines, always smiling, not exclaiming, not depressed, and sometimes laughing when Qiu Xin is resting.

Although the advancement of such a cultivation without the interference of external objects is not as fast as when fighting with people for life and death, this kind of careful polishing and slow realization is what Qiu Xin needs now.

Let's not care about the essence blood left by Lan Muyue, helping Qiu Xin to step into the second layer, that is, using seventy-two swords on Mount Tai, so that Qiu Xin didn't have time to figure out the reason.

In this way, there is a suspicion of quick success, and the meditation practice at this time is not only the change brought about by the second layer of the Hidden Spirit Technique, but also his swordsmanship is becoming more and more different, even Qingxun can see that the feeling of unfinished in Qiuxin's swordsmanship is getting stronger and stronger.

Qiu Xin knew that now with his own internal strength, it was more than enough to use seventy-two swords, even if he destroyed Tian Xian's meridians with one move at that time, he already had a tendency to step into one hundred and eight swords.

So he worked hard for several days, and what he pursued was this kind of mysterious feeling that would not be broken, which was the most primitive feeling he pursued in martial arts.

Master once said that he defeated Yin Shiyun with seventy-two swords in front of the Hanging Wall Peak, and at that time, his realm was like Qiu Xin, and he already had terrifying strength.

On top of Mount Tai, the master is even more consummating Sun Yao at the same time facing Yin Shiyun and Yin Lingzi, that kind of power, compared to the seventy-two swords, I don't know much geometry.

Therefore, it is a huge bottleneck from these seventy-two swords to the consummation of the sun, and it took the master twenty years to get to this point, so you can know how difficult it is.

Having said that, the skills of the master and Yin Shiyun, the hidden spirit son, were unknown, but there was a world of difference between using the second layer of the Hidden Spirit Technique to use the Sun Yao and the third layer of the Hidden Spirit Technique using the Divine Sword Technique.

Therefore, he didn't know when the master would achieve the sun's first move, but he knew very well that the time for his breakthrough was just around the corner.

On the seventh day, Qiu Xin did not look for food in Dao Xianqing at noon, and he went to Omatsu from early in the morning without staying until evening.

And this sleepless sword practice, finally ushered in the opportunity, the opportunity of the dawn of the day, at this moment on the Qingsang Mountain, the breeze comes from the mulberry forest, the verdant mulberry trees bend down to the peak of the tail pine, and countless huge mulberry leaves rattle.

With this lively sound, the water of Tianchi seemed to be boiling, and one by one the cold carp jumped out of the water, churning in the air, intertwining with each other, and one by one plopping into the water.

The dazzling immortal light reflects Qiu Xin, at this moment, he only has Jian Er in his heart, the origin of the sword that he comprehended at the beginning is now extremely strong, and the snow sword seems to have a sense of breathing, and Qiu Xin, leaving a magnificent afterimage in the air.

I don't know when, Dao first came out of the tree house, walked here, stood side by side with Qing Xun, and looked at Qiu Xin calmly, as if melancholy, like nostalgia, or fanatic.

Qing Xun was all attracted by the posture of the sword at this moment, and all these scenes were intertwined, although they were endless, and the momentum became more and more vigorous.

Until the end, the air around Dao Xian and Qing Xun was triggered, as if they were in a storm, which made people tremble, but there was no damage, and they had to feel a little trembling from the bottom of their hearts.

Xiaobai and many brightly colored foxes were on the side of the mulberry forest, the branches of the mulberry trees, seeing the snow dragon flying under the tail pine, the little eyes showed a look of ecstasy, while the other foxes were deeply afraid.

At this moment, the sword, the breath, and the movement all seem so smooth, everything seems to be natural, without the slightest feeling of stagnation.

You don't have to think about it, where the next sword should fall and where it should be taken, it seems to be guided, until this storm reaches the extreme, and the essence of Qiu's mind is highlighted, penetrating layers of ice and snow.

An incomparably dazzling golden point of light began to expand from the center of the storm, and on its surface were golden sword shadows, condensed into substance, and drifted outward.

As the sun grows up little by little, the majestic pine begins to shake, and it seems that the pine of Baizhang has a feeling of falling, and from the top of the tree, it looks like bending down to look at the autumn heart.

In an instant, the golden sun suddenly dissipated, turning into a faint golden glow and disappearing in the air, the mulberry forest that had caused the mutation before, Tianchi returned to calm in a moment, more calm than before, and Tail Song also straightened up.

With a faint smile on his face, Qiu Xin put the Dumping Snow Sword behind him, and walked towards the two of them, step by step solid and powerful, Qiu Xin was more confident than ever at the moment, or demure again.

Comprehending and seeing the origin is the first heart change, from chaos to quiet, on Qingsang Mountain, so that Qiu Xin stepped into the palace of the sword, and at this moment the second heart change, from chaos to quiet, the sun Yao achieved perfection with one move, and gradually entered the realm of the grandmaster.

The refinement of this sword technique is even more rare than the second layer of the Hidden Spirit Technique, the breaking and standing between life and death, the light wind after the storm, what you need to realize is this kind of emotion.

"I have to say, when it comes to the talent of practicing martial arts and swords, you are no worse than your master, if you are born in another world, you must be a generation of martial arts masters, and it is not a problem to open a mountain and establish a way!"

It is rare to get the praise of the Dao Xian, Qiu Xin does not have the slightest complacency, all of this is from the Divine Sword Technique, the deeper he cultivates, the more he admires this sword technique, how can he have a little contempt.

"The predecessor Bo Gu is familiar with the present, and he must know the origin of the Divine Sword Technique, this predecessor has no Taoist system left, so it is a pity that such a sword technique is buried in the world!"

In the Southern Wilderness, it is difficult to determine its origin, if it is the emperor, he has never gone to Zizhou to find out, at this moment, Qiu Xin knocked on the side, with the first sight of the Tao, he will also know one or two, whether he is willing to say it or not, it is another matter.

Dao first turned around and walked towards the tree house, beckoning to Qiu Xin and Qing Xun, "I will know about this matter in the future, knowing more is meaningless to you, hurry up and prepare to go to Yaozhou." ”

I thought that Dao Xian was going to tell himself something, but when he said this, Qiu Xin smiled bitterly at Qing Xun again, Qing Xun was also slightly embarrassed, and said with a smile, "This old man is so fond of selling Guanzi, he looks like he knows everything, maybe even he doesn't know!"

As soon as Qingxun finished speaking, Daoxian's hoarse voice came from the tree house, "Don't provoke me, if you have a sweetheart, forget the past." No more sound came from him.

Qing Xun stuck out his tongue and smiled, extremely cunning, Qiu Xin saw that Dao Xian really refused to say, and he didn't have the heart to ask any more, anyway, all of this will be revealed in Yaozhou Immortal Mansion, and Dao Xian's plan will also come to light.

The consummation of the sun is an unexpected joy, and now with this move, I don't know if I can go through a few moves from the hands of Yin Shiyun, the hidden spirit son, but I will never be without resistance, and I will also have the heart of self-preservation in the immortal mansion.

A few days later, Qiu Xin picked up Mrs. Zhang at the foot of the mountain, she naturally had not seen this ability to drive the clouds and fog, nor was she happy about it, but vomited on the side of the Tianchi for half an hour, and the bitter bile was vomited out.

Since all her family members had died, she looked very haggard in this matter, which made Qiu Xin wonder whether to take her to Qingsang Mountain to let her take care of Qingxun, or let Qingxun take care of her.

Thinking about it, Qiu Xin took action to regulate her qi and blood, coupled with the medicinal effect of the cold carp, she recovered quickly, and the scenery on the mountain played a role again, and she was no longer seen crying when she came.

Qiu Xin was relieved to let her live with Qing Xun, and during the day, she strengthened the wooden house and repaired it, it seemed to be a lot more tidy, and with the help of Mrs. Zhang, the wooden house instantly became a lot warmer.

Qing Xun also teased Qiu Xin from time to time for breaking the Tilting Snow Sword, a good sword, but let him use it for chopping wood and cutting trees, and the distance between the two was shortened between the two of them in a laughing conversation.

But this did not eliminate the atmosphere of parting a little, and when August arrived, Qiu Xin lifted the snow sword and the scabbard made of animal skins by Qing Xun and came to the mountain pass.

Qing Xun seemed to feel something, no longer so happy, was carefully supported by Zhang Nu, and saw Qiu Xin staring directly at her bulging abdomen, a little happy and a little worried, all the parting feelings were hidden in the eyes of the two.

Speechless, Qiu Xin was no longer as hesitant as before, but more relieved, and smiled at Qing Xun, "If I can't come back, every year on Qixi Festival, remember to put incense on the pillar for Lu Yun and Master and help me raise the child!"

The relaxed words were sent everywhere with the mountain wind, just like the figure of Qiu Xin's drifting, which disappeared in the mountain pass, and disappeared into the blur of Qingxun's tears. (To be continued.) )