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    Jiange was silent, struggling to push out a rapier, it was the old sword Kong Yu, Kong Yu's sword spirit was relatively closed, and he didn't speak when he came out.

    Fortunately, the other one was Qiu Yin, who never knew what stage fright was. She stepped forward and grabbed Kong Yu's sword hilt, and shook it enthusiastically. The sword spirit was stunned: "What are you doing?"

    "Handshake, the etiquette of stupid two-legged creatures, you can understand it as a sincere greeting." Qiu Yin said, "How about it, do you feel a rush of enthusiasm?"

    Sword Spirit said truthfully: "I'm a little dizzy."

    "Okay." Qiu Yin gave up regretfully, "That means, I'm starting to ask, why didn't you come out at first?"

    The doubtful side turned into a sword spirit: "Don't you have a sword? Sad Wind is your natal sword, and it has your breath on it."

    Qiu Yin rebounded in doubt: "Isn't it a dead sword, how could it hold my breath."

    As soon as the words fell, the Jiange was silent for a second, and then there was an uproar: "How do you know that Sad Wind is a dead sword?"

    Qiu Yin said honestly: "My master's sword is not dusty."

    All the swords calmed down instantly: "That's all right."

    Probably felt that Kong Yu was too self-contained, so he took the initiative to step forward with his sword: "My child, you blend with the Qi of Beifeng sword, Beifeng is like a part of your body, like the blood flowing from your body, it does not die, it does not hinderYou are not dead, do you understand?"

    "It did stab me to the blood." One sentence shut up the sword, and Qiu Yin said, "I almost died. Facts have proved that whether it dies or not, it still has an impact on whether I die or not."

    "..." There was an awkward silence.

    There is a sword nearby to help out: "We don't know about this, but don't look at Beifeng's half-death, it has existed longer than us. After the sword dies, the spirit first dissipates, and the sword body soon disappears.

    It has not fallen apart so far, it is tougher than us, maybe there is a turning point, you can go to the place where it fell to see, maybe there will be progress."

    "where?"

    "It's in Xisha Secret Realm, go south, I don't know the details.

    You are the leader of the Zongmen Grand Competition. After the Grand Competition, the outstanding disciples will enter the Xisha Secret Realm to practice together with his disciples. You can use this to explore."

    "So that's the case, thank you." Qiu Yin thanked, turned to Kong Yu, and smiled, "Thank you, senior. Although the two who came in later were defeated by me, they are pretty good and more reliable than me. Senior canThink about it, the sword itself is a big deal, it's like giving birth to a second child, the water that is thrown out can't be collected back."

    Kong Yu didn't understand the meaning of his appearance at all, but he still responded slightly with a clear voice.

    Qiu Yin left, she jumped off the sword pavilion, Pang Guang looked at the Sad Wind Sword in her hand, and shook his head: "Too stubborn."

    "It's better than resigning to fate." Qiu Yin smiled, "After all, there are a lot of people around me who love Tiantian."

    Pang Guang raised his eyebrows, knowing that he was one of the "heaven" in Qiuyin's mouth, and this girl hated him, but as the head of the sect, he had to check for the inexperienced juniors, and he didn't realize that he had no feelings for Beifeng.There was a mistake in handling the sword, but facing Qiu Yin, who was as stubborn as Nan Henyu, he felt that maybe there was really only one chance missing.

    Forget it, the words have been spoken, let's see if Qiuyin can perform a miracle.

    The second person to go in was Chang Hai. This time the sword pavilion was normal, and there was no sudden madness in the air. Pang Guang asked Qiuyin: "Why don't you go back after taking the sword?"

    "What's the rush, my master isn't in a hurry." Qiu Yin sat on the ground, sad wind stuck into the ground as a walking stick, she leaned on the sword and fell asleep, "I have a love from the same family, you said it yourself, you can't be from the same familyAre we going forward or back together?"

    It doesn't matter what the same door is, what matters is whether there is any change.

    Chang Hai and Feng Zi stepped into the Jiange and got the sword smoothly, but neither of them took Kong Yu.

    Sure enough, judging from the few but in-depth exchanges between her and Tiandao, the Kongyu sword will definitely fall into Lu Wansi's hands in the end.

    Qiu Yin wanted to try to kidnap Kong Yu, but with two swords, Jiange would not agree, and Pang Guang would not agree either. The old Excalibur and the eyes and ears of the first sect leader cannot be fooled by mustard seeds, so Qiu YinChange tactics.

    The Kongyu Sword in the book is not all smooth sailing, probably Tiandao also thinks it is outrageous. In order to make Lu Wansi's life a little ups and downs, the Kongyu Sword almost shattered into a dead sword in the Xisha Secret Realm.In this way, it becomes stronger, which of course becomes a part of the original owner's "infatuated efforts with no results".

    Later, the original owner fell into a demon, seeing that sword was like seeing his own dog-licking life, and in order to reduce Lu Wansi's combat power and facilitate the robbery, the first thing he did was to smash the sword and empty feathers.

    Whoever loves to make up the sword will go, but what if the villain's behavior of the broken sword is brought forward?

    Anyway, it's Qiu Yin's "plot".

    From the first time Qiu Yin saw the Beifeng sword again, she discovered that Beifeng was completely scrap iron, but had more "death" as opposed to "live".

    This "death nature", as the sword spirits said, is closely related to her, like a part of her flesh and blood, but she has yet to find the root cause.

    This damn thing, after stabbing her back, he wouldn't really drink her blood to regenerate.

    However, when she held Beifeng, she felt that only she who was connected could feel this death, so Qiuyin left the sword intent of Beifeng on the Kongyu Sword, marking a "mark" that no one else could see.

    Just as Feng Zimai got off the sword forest, Qiu Yin got up and walked out. Pang Guang said, "Why are you walking so fast? It's not the same family love you said, we advance and retreat together."

    "The love of the same family has expired, and my love has a deadline." Qiu Yin said disgustedly. When she left the sword forest, the white sparrow that had been hovering at the entrance stopped, and it couldn't enter the sword forest.

    Swords stand erect on all sides of the sword forest, with different temperaments. The chaotic sword energy blends and repels each other, like the spiritual energy of the south cliff of Qingzhu Peak, sweeping across the forest brutally. Ordinary living things cannot survive for a long time.The disciple can't stay for a long time, at most half an hour, in case of being hurt by the sword energy, the white sparrow can't enter the sword forest to keep an eye on her.

    "It's okay, I know it." Qiu Yin nodded its head, comforting it unprecedentedly, "Go back, Master is still waiting."

    When all of them left, the sword forest returned to silence, but the sword pavilion did not disappear, and suddenly bumped up again. When the door opened, a sword fell from the sword pavilion and fell into the vast sea of swords in the forest.

    When Qiuyin returned to Xuanyue Hall, Nan Henyu was not in the main hall, she should have enlightened in the Wangbei Changting Pavilion. Qiuyin didn't bother first, but brought up the lamp taken by the master, took out the candle in the lamp, and went to BeiyaDigging.

    The North Cliff is not as steep as the South Cliff, but it is full of ice and snow. If you take a step and slide to the end, it is equivalent to a thousand-foot ice slide, which is as dangerous as the South Cliff.

    Qiu Yin didn't feel sorry for her natal sword. She inserted the Sad Wind Sword into the ice wall for support, and dug hard to get the frozen soil. Because the chisel was off, the whole ice collapsed, almost drowning her, and the black soil behind the ice poured out., Qiuyin grabbed the edge of the wall, turned over and climbed up.

    She didn't think it was dirty, and used the sword as a shovel to pour soil into the lamp. Later, she disliked the sad wind for being too slow, so she threw the sword away, poured the soil in her own hand, and mocked the natal sword by the way: "Everyone said how much you have!"Strong, even the soil can't support it, why are you stretching it like this?"

    Fortunately, Beifeng was half dead, otherwise he would have cried for her on the spot.

    Qiu Yin buried the seeds of Minglantan in the soil, pressed them, then wiped his face with his sleeve, and flew up with his sword.

    Approaching the edge of the cliff, Qiuyin felt a shadow cast over her head, and finally moved her gaze away from the frozen soil, and moved up. Nan Henyu stood on the edge of the cliff, looking down at her flying up the cliff, with peaceful eyes.

    Qiu Yin hurriedly put the lamp behind her back, like a brat who was caught doing something wrong: "Master, why are you here, aren't you in Changting?"

    "When I got off the pavilion, I saw the North Cliff ice collapsed, so come and have a look." Nan Henyu saw that she looked like she had rolled out of the mud, and said, "Come here."

    Qiu Yin obediently stepped forward, Nan Henyu raised her hand, and gently rubbed Qiu Yin's cheeks with her sleeves, and glanced behind her: "What are you doing, your face is so disfigured."

    "Ah?" Qiuyin didn't know that she was tossing into a little cat. Master wiped her face. She felt a little uncomfortable and wanted to back away. Nan Henyu grabbed her and frowned: "Where are you going?cliff."

    "... Oh." Qiu Yin stopped hiding, and rubbed obediently. Nan Henyu's movements were very light, and every move didn't feel like rubbing her face, but like rubbing her heart. Qiu Yin felt a little uncomfortable.

    "Okay." Nan Henyu let go, and Qiu Yin breathed a sigh of relief. She was not in a passive position, she became bold, pulled Nan Henyu's sleeve, and the sleeve, which was whiter than snow, rubbed against the ashes of black soil.The frowning person was replaced by Qiu Yin: "Dirty."

    "It's not in the way." As soon as the aura moved, the dirt dissipated from her sleeves. Nan Henyu looked at the unrecognizable lamp in her hand, knowing that the apprentice was having fun again, "Nonsense."

    "It's not nonsense. I'm growing flowers. This is called having the virtue of being good at life."

    The great demon king of the public enemy on the mountain said so, the spirit snake in the snow couldn't listen to it, even if Nan Henyu was there, he jumped up from the snow, trying to shake Qiuyin's head with his tail.

    Qiu Yin had noticed it a long time ago, pulled Nan Henyu and trot forward for two steps, the snake flew straight into the air and fell to the cliff, hanging on the pines and cypresses, Qiu Yin laughed loudly: "I still want to win me, I am defeated by you, I am no longer the one who was defeated by youI succeeded in sneak attacking."

    Nan Henyu sighed, and used her spiritual energy to ferry the spirit snake ashore. The spirit snake lurked into the snow unbearably humiliated to prevent her apprentice from being besieged. She said, "Go back."

    Qiuyin couldn't stay idle when she went back. She was inexplicably caring about her lamp. She didn't read books or practice swords.Shouting to harass her master in the hall: "Master, why isn't it blooming?"

    Nan Henyu was helpless: "You just planted it, and these are not the seeds of mortal flowers and plants. The creatures in the fairy world rely on spiritual energy to live, and watering alone is useless."

    "This thing needs my aura." Qiu Yin glared at Tan Deng, "Whoring me for nothing, you are so shameless."

    A wooden sword flew out of the hall and hit Zhong Qiuyin's head. Her master listened to all directions while reading, and did not forget to teach the bastard apprentice: "Speak well."

    "Yes—" being taught by her master, Qiu Yin rubbed her forehead, entered the room with a lamp in her hands, and sat down next to her master. She put the lamp on the table and injected spiritual power. At first, there was no reaction, Qiuyin was impatient and wanted to rush into the soil.

    "Slow down, don't be in a hurry." Nan Henyu raised his eyes without leaving the scroll, "This is the same as the flowers and plants in the mortal world. If there is too much aura, the flowers will be 'drowned' by you."

    Qiu Yin then controlled the aura to maintain a certain speed, slowly poured it into the soil, and waited for it to germinate boredly.

    "Seven days later, you are going to enter the Xisha Secret Realm." Nan Henyu chatted about other things, "You are the leader, you should be the team leader."

    "Forget it." Qiuyin stared at the soil, lacking in interest, "Whoever the team leader likes will be the one, and he won't give me a penny. Last time I was the team leader and almost lost everyone. I still don't want to do it because of my fate."able.

    I am childish and undisciplined, so I am suitable to be a free person. Chang Hai and Feng Zimai are more suitable than me."

    "Who would say that you are unlucky, don't talk nonsense." Nan Henyu gave her a cold look, "You still know that you are loose."

    Qiu Yin replied lazily: "I'm already tired enough, I don't want to do the physical work of being a team leader anymore."

    She paused for a moment, and did not hide anything from Nan Henyu: "Besides, entering the secret realm this time is not to accompany them in solidarity and friendship. I have more important things to do."

    Nan Henyu raised her head when she heard the words, and Qiu Yin said: "Master, the sword spirits in the Jiange said that they can find clues from the place where the sad wind fell. It is in the Xisha Secret Realm. This is a good opportunity."

    Nan Henyu nodded: "I was just about to talk to you about this."

    She took out a light red brocade bag embroidered with white flowers from her robe, and put it in front of Qiu Yin: "Reward."

    Hearing the word "reward", Qiu Yin became energetic all of a sudden, picked up the kit and was about to open it, but being held down by Nan Henyu, her master hesitated for some reason, and finally said: "When we arrived at the Xisha Secret Realm,Open it when you are alone."

    Qiu Yin had to suppress her excitement and curiosity first: "Okay, but it's so mysterious, what can't be said about the master's release... For example, when I open the bag, the phantom of the master will give me a kiss—oh!"

    Nan Henyu knocked on Qiuyin's head with a book: "No one is in shape."

    Qiu Yin covered her head and curled her lips: "What is that, you don't tell me."

    Nan Henyu kept his mouth shut: "You will know when the time comes, don't ask so many questions."

    So Nan Henyu continued to read the book, Qiu Yin continued to ripen Epiphyllum with his eyes, the grass butterfly lying on the table moved, trying to burrow into the soil, but was caught by the cat lying on the book with its tail.

    Obviously Qiu Yin controlled it by herself, but she still disliked it: "This butterfly is so stupid."

    Nan Henyu scolded Qiu Yin for not making comments, and the two were busy with their own business. Suddenly, there was a slight sound of ground breaking, and the eyes of the two fell on Tan Deng.

    A delicate bud broke through the soil layer, and tremblingly stretched out a pair of small leaves. Qiu Yin looked closer and was surprised: "This thing is called Minglantan, but when it sprouts and leaves, it turns red. It's strange.It mutated."

    The Sword Immortal browsed through the sword scrolls and Taoist collections, but he didn't know much about the strange flowers growing from the cracks in the soil on Nanya, so he didn't dare to make a conclusion: "There may be records in the books placed in the old courtyard."

    "It's okay, it's open. There are so many dark blue clouds, different situations, and different wind and rain. It's impossible for them to grow as shown in the book. Maybe I'll be a weirdo who drinks muddy water."Qiu Yin thought deeply, "But its mother looks so blue. Before I picked it to death, its blue conquered me. I probably didn't expect that the cub I gave birth was so unlike my own."

    "There are so many fallacies." Nan Henyu said, "Don't just keep it, it won't bloom in a day. I'm in a hurry to enter the secret realm. Go and pack the things you need to bring first."

    Qiu Yin didn't care: "There's nothing to bring, I'll go to listen to the wind in a few days."

    Tingfengdao is some distance away from Taiqingzong, but on the way to the Xisha Secret Realm, there is a black market where spirit stones roll. Qiu Yin is going to set off early to have a look, and avoid Lu Wansi and the others along the way.

    Nan Henyu frowned slightly: "There are spells and mustard seeds in the old courtyard, and they have to be bought on the black market."

    "Oh, those are not very useful. There are many things you can buy on the black market, and there are more than just things. I heard that Ting Feng Dao is also involved in human trafficking, dressing up beautiful girls and pushing them to the streets." Qiu Yin saw Nan HenYu's eyes became colder and colder, and she quickly explained, "Of course I'm not here to see the girl. In addition to people and things, Fengdao also sells information. I want to find out some things about the fall of Sad Feng."

    Qiuyin opened her eyes wide, full of sincerity, trying to get Master to let her go, Nan Henyu asked, "Just you?"

    "It would be inconvenient for others to have the sad wind matter."

    Nan Henyu pondered for a moment: "After listening to the wind, find a dark place with light, and open the kit first."

    Qiu Yin was puzzled: "Didn't you just say after entering the secret realm?"

    Nan Henyu remained expressionless: "Just do it."

    The master's complexion was not very good-looking, so Qiu Yin could only nod her head, and said in her heart that she was more and more curious about what was in her bag of rewards?

    The author has something to say:

    I always forgot to say that it is a daily update, usually at night, the specific time is uncertain, because my hand speed is uncertain (dog head)

    The settings are: Qi refining - Foundation building - Jindan - Yuanying - Huashen

    Nascent Soul and below are within the scope of "immortals", and crossing the border is to transform into "gods", so the highest state is to transform into gods

    Thank you for your praise, I’m sorry for showing it to me haha, I’m glad that Daqiu (everyone seems to be called Xiaoqiu) and Shizun are loved by everyone, and will continue to work hard, okay?

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