"Senior sister spent so much time teaching Qingzhu Jingxin Jue and Qinggang Jue, how dare you not practice hard and let down your hard work," Qin Yu said.
Yi Qian'er didn't seem to expect that Qin Yu could say such witty words.
She was slightly startled, and then smiled and said: "Giggle, I thought you were just like the third senior brother, with a dull head.
I didn't expect that the younger junior brother could actually say this.
Such wisecracks.
"Little junior brother, from now on you go to the back mountain to practice, I will accompany you.
The senior brother always looks righteous and awe-inspiring, the second senior brother is busy practicing, and the third senior brother is even more stupid and doesn't understand the style at all.
He stays in the garden It’s so boring.”
Qin Yu nodded slightly but did not refuse.
In the next few days, Qin Yu and Yi Qian'er spent most of the time in the back mountain of Qingzhu Garden.
Of course, there was also the canary, but it seemed not satisfied with Yi Qian'er's arrival. , rather like a jealous little woman.
Although Qin Yu spends most of his time practicing, he is still a second-level martial artist.
The realm of martial artist is a watershed in the journey of martial arts training.
It can be regarded as truly embarking on the martial arts.
The subsequent training is much more difficult than that of the warrior.
Yi Qian'er is like a tireless bird, talking non-stop all day long, and the one she talks about the most is a person named "Hao Jianfeng," whom she admires and admires very much.
This made Qin Yu feel a little awkward, and at the same time he couldn't help but feel a little curious about Hao Jianfeng.
On this day, the night was deep, but I couldn't sleep.
It was dark and windy, and the moon and stars were sparse.
The breeze blew through Qin Yu's skin, bringing a refreshing coolness.
Under the cool moonlight, Qin Yu's figure moved rapidly through the jungle, like a jaguar.
There was no one in the mountain at this moment, and Qin Yu didn't have to hide his strength.
The rich Qi was swimming like a dragon among the eight main lines.
His steps were as fast as flying, his figure was flying, and his heart was filled with joy.
He couldn't help but raise his head to the sky and roar, and the roar echoed in the mountains and forests for a long time.
After running like this for a long time, they had already left the mountain peak where Qingzhu Garden was located.
Qin Yu felt a little tired, stopped and looked around, but he didn't know where he was.
Just as he was about to return, he suddenly heard the aroma of wine wafting in the wind, and then heard a few hearty laughs.
He thought to himself: I wonder who has such an elegant mood, drinking wine while admiring the moon.
Feeling curious, he followed the scent of wine.
Within a moment, Qin Yu saw a pavilion in the distance, from which the rich aroma of wine emanated.
When I got closer, I saw two figures, one fat and one thin, toasting and drinking.
They were the two people I saw at the mountain gate today.
"Hey, it's you" The two of them obviously still remembered Qin Yu, but it was already late at night, and they were still a little surprised by Qin Yu's sudden arrival.
"Haha, I want to have a drink," the fat man said with a smile.
Qin Yu didn't answer, and rushed directly into the pavilion, raised the glass of wine, and drank it all in one gulp.
The aroma of the wine overflowed, refreshing and mellow.
As the wine entered his stomach, a warm current instantly spread throughout his body, sweeping away the fatigue caused by running wildly.
He took a deep breath and felt refreshed.
“Good wine” Qin Yu praised that this wine not only has a mellow aroma, but also has the effect of refreshing and cleansing.
"Even in the entire Jiuhua Sect, not many people can enjoy Du Biwu's wine.
You are in a good mood today."
Chen Baichuan, a tall and thin man, joked.
A smile appeared on Du Biwu's lips, and he did not shy away from Chen Baichuan's compliments.
He was obviously quite confident in his wine-making skills.
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Du Biwu smiled and said nothing, picked up the wine pot and filled three glasses.
The wine was cool and fragrant.
The three of them raised their glasses to the moon, drank the wine in one gulp.
When the wine glass bottomed out, Qin Yu felt that there was still a fire burning in his belly, extremely hot, yet indescribably comfortable.
With two glasses of wine in his stomach, Qin Yu's cheeks turned red, his eyes were intoxicated, and he was already a bit drunk.
While intoxicated, he saw that Chen Baichuan had an ancient Xiao in his hand at some point.
The sound of the flute is melodious, clear and aloof, like the bright moon, the vast breeze, the vast mist, and the fluttering green willows, quiet and elegant, poetic and picturesque.
When the sound of the flute entered his ears, Qin Yu felt like bathing in the spring breeze, and his heart felt peaceful.
Unknowingly, Qingzhu Jingxinjue had entered another realm.
He was immediately overwhelmed and admired Chen Baichuan endlessly.
Hearing the sound of the flute, Du Biwu poured a glass of wine, squinted his eyes slightly, and tasted it carefully.
His body swayed with the sound of the flute, feeling quite happy with himself.
A bright moon hangs high, twinkling stars, melodious flute sounds, fragrant wine, and ancient pavilions and green terraces form a beautiful picture.
Suddenly, the breeze blows, the moonlight is sparse, the branches and leaves sway and rustle.
Chen Baichuan's eyes suddenly flashed with light, and the tune changed, high and sonorous.
The sound of the flute is swift and majestic, like the lonely smoke in the desert, the setting sun on the long river, watching the wind and clouds with a smile, who else could it be than me.
But he saw Du Biwu's eyes widen suddenly, and he drank the remaining wine in the glass.
The wine glass touched the stone table with a clear sound, and then his eyes suddenly lit up, and he picked up a long sword from nowhere.
Clang The long sword was unsheathed, a cold light flashed, and a crisp scream came out.
Du Biwu jumped up and arrived outside the pavilion.
He turned around and danced with his sword.
The shadow of the sword was heavy and the cold light shone everywhere, as if competing with the bright moon.
"A little bit of cold light."
Du Biwu chanted, pointing his sword at the sky, a bit of cold light shot up thousands of feet of light, soaring into the sky, trying to pierce the sky with stars and the moon.
"It's okay to laugh and watch the storm" The chanting started again, the long sword was retracted, the cold light disappeared, and he stood with his hands behind his back, looking down on the world.
"Ling Yun's ambition cannot be buried deep, and he will be the emperor when he encounters the storm."
The edge of the sword turned again, the cold light converged, and everything pointed by the long sword fell down, and he dominated the world.
One month, one sword, one ancient Xiao; The moon is bright, the sword is dancing, and the flute is sounding.
The night was miserable and the shadows of the trees were whirling.
It was such a beautiful night.
Qin Yu couldn't help but be stunned, and unknowingly drank two more cups.
Drunkness came over me, and in my confusion, I could faintly hear Du Biwu chanting: "Singing to wine, how many shapes of life are there, so happy, so happy" After that, Qin Yu was so drunk that he fell asleep.
The sun is rising, the sky is bright, and the entire Jiuhua Mountain is shrouded in mist, like a veil for a girl to hide her shame.
In the ancient pavilion, Qin Yu slowly opened his hazy eyes, rubbed his slightly sore forehead, and found that he was wearing a mink fur coat.
He recalled the drunkenness last night, but it was as confusing as a dream.
Qin Yu let out a soft hum, stretched his stiff muscles, and exhaled a breath of turbid air.
He suddenly felt refreshed and his spirit was shaken.
Then he didn't stop any longer and flew towards the direction of Qingzhu Garden.
There are many tree species in Jiuhua Mountain, and it is the golden autumn season.
Qin Yu picked some wild fruits along the way, which were sweet and sour, with juice overflowing.
Jiuhua Mountain is rich in aura, and these wild fruits are far from being comparable to ordinary fruits.
Not only are they delicious, they are also of great benefit to the cultivation of warriors.
Qin Yu walked straight towards the mountain behind the Green Bamboo Garden.
In the early morning, the spiritual energy was at its most abundant.
This was an excellent opportunity to practice and he must not miss it.
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On the boulder at the peak of the back mountain, Qin Yu sat quietly here, exhaling and absorbing the spirit, while practicing Qinggang Jue and Qingzhu Jingxin Jue, like a senior monk sitting still.
The sun gradually rose, and the mist covering the mountain forest faded away, and the warm sunshine shone on Qin Yu's body.
At this moment, Qin Yu's eyes suddenly opened, a ray of light burst out, and he jumped up, reaching a height of more than ten feet.
Then he flipped down, stretched out his palm, and slapped the boulder under him.
His fingers were sunk deep into the boulder, and the next moment, the boulder cracked with a "click" sound.
"The pinnacle of a second-grade martial artist" Qin Yu thought to himself, with a hint of joy at the corner of his mouth.
Qin Yu is still some distance away from the realm of a second-grade martial artist.
He never thought that the effect of drinking yesterday would be so great that it would directly bring him to the peak realm.
In the next few days, Qin Yu still spent time practicing with Yi Qian'er and Canary.
The sun rose and the sun came back.
Although it is a bit boring, it is also very fulfilling.
Occasionally, I think of listening to Xiao tasting wine that night, and I can't help but feel a little greedy.
I wonder when I can go to Guting again, but I don't know if those two people are still there.
Qin Yu also finally knew that the Hao Jianfeng Yi Qian'er mentioned that day was the eldest disciple of the Huaqing sect of Qingyun Peak, and was said to be a prodigy in martial arts.
On this day, Qin Yu was practicing in the back mountain when he suddenly heard Yi Qian'er's clear voice.
"Junior brother, follow me down the mountain quickly.
Daddy has something important to announce."
Yi Qian'er said.
When Qin Yu heard this, he followed Yi Qian'er and galloped down the mountain.
As soon as they came out of the back mountain, they saw from a distance that everyone had already gathered, except for Qin Yu and Yi Qian'er, so they walked a little faster.
When the two arrived, Yi Butong cleared his throat and said: "I went to Yaofeng yesterday, and the first new elixir of Yaofeng was released, so I left a Tongmai Gathering Pill.
I called you here today to discuss this.
Who is the best person to give the elixir to?"
Everyone looked shocked.
The leader of Yaofeng personally refined the Tongmai Gathering Pills, and its efficacy was enough to greatly improve the strength of any Jiuhua Sect disciple
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