Chu Yunsheng deliberately asked the well-informed Feng Buyan to pay attention to Danfeng's situation for two days, confirming that apart from Shan Rourou's quilt, Shan Qianqiu's support, and Xiao Ni's claim that she would not be in seclusion, Danfeng has nothing extra. The movement, then slowly let go.

"That Xiao Ni is really a ruthless man. On the day he said he was going to retreat, Sister Xiao Que saw with his own eyes that he bought a thousand copies of dry food from Zhen Cuisine Pavilion..."

Feng Buyan was amazed when he talked about this, and immediately remembered something, and then said, "Senior brother, do you have a grudge against this Xiao Ni? You sent him such a ghost baby, and made me stare at him. News... do you know why he suddenly went into this cruel retreat?"

Chu Yunsheng held Professor Mei's jade slip without raising his eyes, and said lightly, "Xu Shi likes the gift I gave, and wants to stay with me day and night?"

"Hehe... Senior Brother, you really love to play."

Feng Buyan recalled his nightmare, his face froze, and he shivered. It's impossible for people to like that thing.

Then he looked at Chu Yunsheng, his eyes suddenly straightened, and after realizing it, he was stunned: "Wait! Senior Brother, you have broken through the fourth level of Qi refining? Why can't I see your cultivation? "

Unless there is a secret method to cover up one's cultivation, under normal circumstances, a monk with a higher or equal cultivation can look at the other's cultivation. Feng Buyan hurried in just now to talk about gossip, but he didn't notice it at the time. Now that he finished speaking, he casually swiped, only to find that it was Xi'an. He couldn't see through the realm of Chu Yunsheng. .

"Breakthrough last night."

Chu Yunsheng sighed.

Feng Buyan shouted: "It's only been more than half a month! You only practiced the first level of Qi when you first came here, and you have been practicing the fourth level of Qi in more than half a month? This will keep us alive!"

"Cultivation well." Chu Yunsheng decided to spur the laziest junior brother, "When you come of age, the senior brother can also send you the best maid."

These words sounded quite fragrant and romantic at first, but Feng Buyan knew that this was not the case at all: "Senior Brother, I'm determined to cultivate well! No, no need to be so polite... whatever time comes. Just give me some spiritual stones to prevaricate, and I'll do it, don't bother senior brother to open the furnace!"

After all, Feng Buyan didn't dare to stay in Chu Yunsheng's refining room again, for fear of arousing this senior brother's interest in refining, so he got up and left.

Chu Yunsheng ignored Feng Buyan, he finished the training of the tool refining for the day on time, meditated again, and fell asleep in the middle of the night.

The next day, before dawn, he got up, opened the door of the Refining Hall, cleaned the mountain, and then walked from the Refining Hall to the mountain behind the punishment hall, stepping on the clouds and mists floating in the clouds.

The refining hall and the back mountain of the punishment hall are not far away, and there are about ten small peaks in the middle.

Compared with the Mission Hall and Danfeng, these two places are inaccessible and remote. Chu Yunsheng has been going back and forth on this track for more than half a month, and he has basically never seen anyone from the Execution Hall and the Refining Hall, or the disciples who were caught and punished.

From the second floor of Qi Refining, you can control the wind and lighten your body. Although you can't really fly like you can above the foundation, you can walk on a flat mountain, light and fast like a breeze. The peak time was just over half an hour.

When we reached the cliff in the back mountain of Xingtang, the morning sun was rising and leaping over the sea of ​​clouds.

The morning breeze rolled from the cliff, blowing the red maples in the mountains and fields, as if reflecting the rays of the sun.

After a long distance, Chu Yunsheng saw the handsome back of the white shirt and blue gauze. He was sitting on the edge of the cliff as usual, breathing out the purple air from the east, forming a magnificent atmosphere.

Chu Yunsheng walked past, took the wooden sword that Rong Qi gave him from the storage bag, and started practicing the sword silently.

What he practiced was not some clever and mysterious swordsmanship, but extremely simple basic swordsmanship such as stabbing, splitting, hanging, pulling, and picking. The practice begins at 90 hours a day, and every three thousand swings of the sword is considered complete.

According to Rong Qi, if you want Chu Yunsheng to walk on the road of swordsmanship every day, you have to practice it every day. Even if you condense a golden elixir and become a Nascent Soul in the future, you must not slack off.

Fortunately, Chu Yunsheng's body was scorched by Pill Fire and purified by Nascent Soul Fire, and the former Demon Venerable was also a fighting maniac. He was very resistant to beatings and had an excellent physique. Jian He had to lie down here tired, and he had to climb down the mountain.

Chu Yunsheng focused on practicing sword moves, and used sword potential to mobilize the spiritual energy of the surrounding sky, nurturing the sword species in his dantian.

These days, his cultivation has grown rapidly, and the sword species has also completed the initial refinement, which needs to be refined and polished until the foundation is ground into a sword of life.

"Keep your back straight."

The breath soaked in the smell of Qingyuan cedar suddenly approached from the side, and a piece of warm touch fell on the back of the waist, pressing it lightly.

Chu Yunsheng's wooden sword stabbed slightly.

Slightly squinting, Rong Qi's white jade-like indifferent and handsome face just came into view.

When not tearing the immortal skin, Elder Rong used to lower his long eyebrows, his eyelids slightly drooping like half-closed peach blossoms, and said that he was cold and abstinent, and was refined from the world.

‌‌ The end of the wiping eye was slightly hooked, and when the eyes waved with emotion, the face was like a blood-colored dagger pierced by a begonia on the bottom of the ice and snow. Evil monster.

If he can show this appearance in the field, I am afraid he will be beaten into a demagogic demon in the field.

"Yes, Master." Chu Yun said.

He gently retracted his fingers against his waist, and his fingertips were curled up, as if the sweat on the slightly hot skin was smeared through the thin clothes, and it was a little wet and unbearable.

Rong Qi's gaze swept across the young man's tall and thin back, stopped for a moment on the young man's sweaty temples, and taught a light lesson: "Practice the sword, concentrate on sincerity, treat the sword with sincerity, and the sword is self-righteous. I will reward you with sincerity. This is hard work, and there is no room for slack..."

His voice paused for a while, and seemed to be sloppy again: "My teacher suddenly wanted to eat spiritual fruit. After practicing this a thousand times, I will pick some spiritual fruit for my teacher."

Hearing this, Chu Yunsheng glanced at Rong Qi with some helplessness.

The cheap Shizun's face is more severe than the next time, and his eyes are like sand, and he is ruthless when he teaches people.

In fact, he often found various excuses to let him rest for a while when he was struggling to practice swordsmanship, and stuffed these spiritual things into his mouth through orders such as washing spiritual fruits and picking jade and grapes. .

Fortunately, Rong Qi has his apprentice, otherwise, according to this stern and secretive posture, no matter how hard-working geniuses are, they will be turned into slackers.

"Master, if you're not in a hurry, you can wait until the disciples are all finished practicing, okay?" Chu Yunsheng said, "The disciple also brought the seasonings. Today, I grilled the fish for the master. Yesterday, the master didn't talk about the back mountain. Are there more fish?"

Rong Qi was stunned, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and after a while, he calmly said: "If you can still lift the fishing rod."

After saying that, he returned to the rock on the edge of the cliff, and continued to meditate with his eyes closed, as if he was coming over to give pointers at will.

For the past half a month, Chu Yunsheng had become familiar with the routine of such frequent exchanges, so he continued to practice swordsmanship quietly.

After becoming Rong Qi's apprentices, the two of them seem to have made no progress. It is a very honest master-apprentice relationship, and the ambiguity that revealed their love in the past has gradually dissipated, as if it was as Rong Qi said. In the same way, there is no possibility.

 Chu Yunsheng was not in a hurry about this, he felt that Rong Qi had not really enlightened, and compared with the rapid progress of the world in the past few years, now slowly through such a layer of window paper, it can be regarded as something else. ‌A kind of taste.

Of course, Chu Yunsheng didn't know that, these were all his illusions.

In fact, after reviewing all the charm-type magic cultivation techniques with the mentality of appraising seductive techniques, Elder Rong, who was still wearing a serious shell, had been having strange dreams for several days in a row.

Every night in his dreams, there is the thick white fog of Tianfu in Chudong, and he suppressed his slightly clumsy movements and sat astride the person, across the layer of green covered with the cool mist. Sha approached the fuzzy and handsome facial features, opened his mouth and opened his lips, slowly soaking the piece of blue veil.

The taste of ecstasy tormented his muscles and bones frantically, and when he woke up from this absurd and humid dream, Rong Qi always had the illusion that his state of mind was on the verge of collapse.

Actually, he is very good, his mood is stable, his source aura is filled, and he even has some inexplicable diligence in the Three Swords of Creation.

‌Except for some indescribable twists and turns.

But fortunately, he is a cultivator of Nascent Soul. If it wasn't for Shangqingshan's promotion of natural nature and three meals and sleep, he would not have slept for hundreds of thousands of years, and he would not have any problems.

But after he gave up falling asleep and lost the trouble of dreams, he felt uncomfortable again, and when he pointed Chu Yunsheng to practice swordsmanship, he was full of contradictions.

He wanted to get close without reservation, but he knew that he couldn't do it, so he frowned and restrained.

Knowing that he should be strict in doing this, Master, but can't see him working so hard and frowning lightly.

Rong Qi vaguely seemed to have guessed something, but he couldn't see it clearly and couldn't believe it.

What annoyed him was that the annoying person seemed to have him, that the little devil cultivator should eat and drink, that he should refine tools, and learn swords, as if he really took him  The Master of the Eight Classics respects him.

Rong Qi felt that they should be like this, but they should not be like this.

Such entanglement continued for half a day after practicing.

In the afternoon, when the sun shifted, Chu Yunsheng caught a fish and set up a fire beside a small stream in Fenglin, turning the wooden sticks that were scorched by the flames, while watching Rong Qi peeling the spiritual fruit beside him.

There is a small orchard on the edge of the maple forest, and many spiritual fruit trees are planted, most of which cannot be named, and the spiritual energy is not much. Satisfy the appetite.

What Rong Qi was peeling was one of those spirit fruits. From Chu Yunsheng's point of view, it was somewhat similar to lychees. The flesh was sweet, but the middle one had no seeds. In the ice jade plate that the side condensed the water vapor at will, it rolled like a crystal clear orb.

After peeling it, Rong Qi ate a few pieces, and then pushed it to Chu Yunsheng's side with great ease, leaning against the shade of a tree and watching Chu Yunsheng grill the fish.

Chu Yunsheng removed the baked sticks, handed the bones to Rong Qi, and said casually, "Master, should the secret realm of trials that the disciples participate in during the Qi refining period be opened?"

Rong Qi held the tender fish meat in his mouth, his drooping eyelashes lifted lightly in a cat-like arc, and when he heard Chu Yunsheng's words, he paused for a moment, then replied: "" There are still half a month left. The secret realm of trials evolved from the legacy of a cultivator of Jindan. There are restrictions on cultivation, and those who have refined qi are not allowed to enter. There are places in all major sects in this secret realm. If you want to find them Given these opportunities, it is not enough to have the fourth level of qi refining."

He propped his forehead with his hand and pointed with a fish finger in his hand.

If it wasn't for the hint that he was the one who wanted to eat grilled fish, Chu Yunsheng felt that these words might be more persuasive.

Chu Yunsheng remembered the things that Xiao Ni searched for in the secret realm of the trial in the original plot, among which there were some kinds of spirit beasts that were very good at fishing, so he said, "Master, have you ever heard that there are some species in the secret realm of the trial? A spirit beast named Linglong Cat? It is said that this kind of spirit beast is good at fishing and treasure hunting."

Speaking of cats, Rong Qi's heart immediately tightened, thinking that Chu Yunsheng had discovered something.

I looked at him carefully, but didn't see any words.

Immediately, his thoughts turned, and when he thought of something, his heart was as dull as a boulder.

He should have known long ago that this little devil cultivator looks submissive on the surface, but in reality he is a real bad boy who loves the new and hates the old. It has only been a few days, and he has forgotten that he has personally fed fish fillets and raised fish. Is it the little orange with the name?

The expression in Rong Qi's eyes changed a lot, and finally settled on an indistinguishable coldness: "The punishment hall is a serious place, how can you keep spirit beasts? Even if you like it, you can't keep it."

Chu Yunsheng talked about this, all because Rong Qi likes to eat fish recently, thinking that having that dainty cat would be much more convenient, but at the moment, he suddenly couldn't figure out what kind of reaction Rong Qi's decisive resistance was.

He himself has been a soft little orange cat, how can he still discriminate against spirit beasts?

When he didn't think of the answer, Chu Yunsheng didn't think about it any more. After Tong Rongqi had eaten, he went down the mountain as usual, returned to the Refining Hall, and continued his practice for the next half-day.

After Chu Yunsheng left, Rong Qi couldn't sit still.

He pondered for a while in the cave mansion, and finally frowned, and once again used his sword to look at the book-collection pavilion of the Headmaster Hall.

I have been here several times in half a month. The elders of the library have never seen Elder Rong so diligent in their own house, so whenever the disciples come to see the exercises and techniques, they will definitely bring Elder Rong to teach him. Fan: "Look at the elder Rong, who is in the late Nascent Soul, and he is still so diligent and hardworking that he did not forget to attend school. If you look at you again, you will not be able to make up your mind to refer to the exercises when you are practicing Qi, and be careful in the future. The threshold for building a foundation cannot be touched!"

The disciples were trained so well, but Elder Rong, who had become a model for learning, wandered around in the library, secretly stuffing a few jade slips with illusion spells into the storage ring.

Half a month later, on the eve of the opening of the trial secret realm.

The dusky rays of light shrouded the mountain haze.

Chu Yunsheng received the trial quota from the Mission Hall and walked back to the Refinery Hall.

Suddenly, there was a series of thin and weak cat meowing from the grass by the roadside, which seemed to be familiar.

"Reincarnation Paradise"

Chu Yunsheng hesitated, paused, bent over and cleared the grass—

The meowing sound suddenly became much louder, and the familiar orange kitten rolled slowly from the blade of grass, its big golden green eyes raised and looked at wateryHe, at the same time, opened his soft claws and hugged his wrist.

"Ow!"

The little orange cat barked loudly.

Chu Yunsheng's eyes were suddenly very complicated, and after a while, he suddenly realized.

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