Not to mention that Qin Yu, Changsheng and Jian Wufeng drank freely, but when the wine bag was bottomed out, Qin Yu said goodbye to the two of them and went straight to Shufeng.
Although Shu Peak is not as majestic as Qingyun Peak, nor as steep as Qingyun Peak, the maple leaves all over the mountain are as red as fire, swaying in the wind.
From a distance, it looks like a sea of fire, with undulating red waves and rippling layers, which is a kind of strange beauty.
Before arriving at Shu Peak, he first heard the sound of joy and laughter, which made Qin Yu feel a little happy.
When they got closer, they saw dozens of Shu Peak disciples playing and having fun.
Die Wu was also having fun.
Die Wusheng was cute, cute, and smart.
As soon as she entered the martial arts peak, she was deeply loved by her senior brothers and sisters.
She was surrounded by everyone, and they were playing with each other and laughing.
Qin Yu softly called "Die Wu".
Hearing Qin Yu's voice, Die Wu hurriedly turned around and saw Qin Yu's figure.
He shouted "Brother Qin Yu" in surprise and immediately left everyone behind and faced Qin Yu.
Yu ran over and bumped into Qin Yu's arms.
"Brother Qin Yu, why are you here?"
Diewu's jade arms hugged Qin Yu tightly and pressed against Qin Yu's chest.
A blush appeared on his face, and he was infinitely shy.
His heart was beating like a deer, beating wildly.
With the delicate body in his arms, Qin Yu only smelled the fragrance of a girl, and suddenly felt the softness in the two places on his chest.
It was neither pushing nor retreating.
He hesitated for a moment, his heart beat faster, and he suddenly became nervous.
He could only reply. : "I have nothing to do, and I thought we haven't seen each other for a while, so I came to take a look."
Hearing this, Diewu became even more joyful and hugged her tighter, making all the male disciples of the martial peak envious.
The female disciple's eyes were also slightly shocked.
She didn't know who this young man was, and he actually allowed his junior sister to embrace him like this.
Sensing the strange gaze, Qin Yu felt a little unnatural and said: "Let go quickly, your senior brothers and sisters are all watching."
Diewu refused, her jade lips curled up slightly, and she said coquettishly, "I don't want it."
Qin Yu shook his head and smiled bitterly: "If you don't let go, your senior brothers will probably rush up and beat me up."
Only then did Die Wu understand what Qin Yu was referring to.
She let go of her hands, said goodbye to everyone immediately, and walked towards a deserted place with Qin Yu.
The red maple leaves fell to the ground.
The two of them sat on the maple leaves and listened to the dancing butterflies like chirping magpies.
They kept talking.
Qin Yu listened quietly and occasionally said a few words.
Before he knew it, the past had passed.
For half an hour.
Qin Yu stood up to say goodbye, but Die Wu was reluctant to leave, clutching Qin Yu's arm tightly.
Qin Yu had to say that he would come see her again in a few days, and Die Wu gave up.
Looking at Qin Yu's gradually blurring back from afar, tears flashed in Die Wu's eyes.
It was just the girl's thoughts, but Qin Yu was ignorant.
After leaving Shu Peak, Qin Yu headed towards the Bauhinia Garden without missing a moment.
After entering the Bauhinia Garden, after a lot of trouble, I found out that Lianmeng was practicing in a valley.
The stream in the valley was flowing and misty.
As soon as he entered the valley, Qin Yu felt a slight chill, his whole body was cool, and he couldn't help but feel shaken.
Qin Yu looked around and suddenly saw a woman in green clothes sitting on the pebbles by the stream.
She really looked like a fish and a wild goose, and a flower was shy of the moon.
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Her white clothes were as white as snow, her skin was like gelatin, her eyebrows were like light willow smoke, and her eyes were like the clear waves of the bright moon.
However, such a beautiful face is as cold as thousand-year-old ice, like frozen plums in snow-capped mountains or red leaves in glaciers.
There is a faint flash of cold light in the eyes.
Looking at each other makes people shiver unconsciously.
It is not a dream of pity.
Who is it again?
Lian Meng noticed something and turned around to see Qin Yu.
She was slightly surprised and then smiled sweetly.
Suddenly the ice and snow melted, making it clear and bright.
Qin Yu was stunned for a moment.
It wasn't until Lianmeng called him that he came back to his senses, walked towards Lianmeng and sat down next to her.
At this time, Qin Yu, who had been haunted by dreams and had countless words to say to him, was in front of him.
Instead, Qin Yu became nervous, as if his throat was blocked by something, and he could not speak.
"How are you lately?"
Qin Yu finally asked.
"Very good, how about you?"
"Not bad either."
After just two sentences, Qin Yu didn't know what to say anymore.
The two sat together and listened to the gurgling stream in the valley.
They peeked at each other from time to time, looked at each other and smiled.
Time seemed to have frozen.
Qin Yu wanted to stay at this moment forever, but he suddenly thought of Changsheng's anxiety and resentment when Lianmeng was bleeding and injured that day when he suddenly encountered the aftermath of the war.
Thinking of Lianmeng Changsheng and Lianmeng knowing each other for a longer time, The friendship is deeper; when I think about Changsheng's excellence, I can't compare to him.
When the three of them are together, I can only be a supporting role.
Suddenly my heart was filled with bitterness and the pain was unbearable, as if it was being pricked by needles.
The sky was dark, and although Qin Yu was extremely reluctant to leave, he had to leave.
In the mountain forest, Qin Yu's body fluttered and he ran wildly, as if he wanted to vent all the depression in his heart.
Back at the Green Bamboo Garden, the night was getting darker and Qin Yu couldn't sleep, but he had nothing to do but get up and practice.
A jade box came out from his arms.
Under the moonlight, its color became brighter and softer.
The surrounding spiritual energy condensed.
The spiritual energy entered the body and slowly circulated.
Suddenly, the body felt light and smooth, and the fatigue was swept away.
Opening the jade box, a golden light flashed, and a round golden elixir suddenly filled the air.
Qin Yu hurriedly swallowed it, fearing that the elixir would lose its power.
The pills melt instantly in the mouth, and the fragrance overflows the mouth.
The strong medicinal power penetrates into the spleen and lungs and spreads throughout the body.
The limbs and bones are like a gluttonous baby, greedily absorbing the power of the medicine, and the Qi in the meridians is like a tidal river, rolling around.
Qin Yu quickly activated his bull power, and the tidal energy flowed freely through the twelve meridians.
Soon, Qin Yu was promoted to the level of a third-level martial artist, but the potency of the medicine did not diminish at all.
The energy continued to surge toward the fourth level.
Pin martial artist sprints.
Qin Yu was shocked.
He didn't expect that this day's elixir would be so powerful.
It was indeed one of the top elixirs in the Medicine Peak.
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Now calm down and work hard to dissolve the strong medicinal power.
In just one stick of incense, Qin Yu had already entered the realm of a fourth-grade martial artist.
His Qi was like a dragon, rolling and flowing, becoming several times more powerful.
Thanks to Qin Yu's unexpected encounter in the cave that day, the meridians all over his body were open and strong and wide.
If he were an ordinary person, his meridians would burst and his life would be in danger.
The true energy in his body reached the peak of a third-grade martial artist and just stopped.
Although the medicine's power was depleted, most of it was deposited in Qin Yu's body.
Qin Yu felt like he had endless power, and his strength was even higher than before.
Qin Yu spent the entire night practicing, stabilizing his status as a fourth-grade martial artist.
When it was dawn, Qin Yu slowly opened his eyes, but felt that he was more energetic and did not feel tired at all.
After cleaning his body, Qin Yu flew out.
With a slight jump, he was higher than the green bamboo.
For a moment, Qin Yu couldn't adapt.
After running for a while, Qin Yu finally adapted.
The energy in his meridians was like a dragon, flowing in waves.
I saw that its body is as light as a swallow, and it can leap into the air by tapping the bamboo branches with its toes.
The bamboo shadows fly back and the skirt of its clothes dances.
Qin Yu felt happy and walked quickly towards the back mountain.
The east is white and misty, and in the blur only a red sun can be seen rising slowly from the distant peaks.
Qin Yu sat on the blue stone, practicing the Qingzhu Jingjue and the Qinggang Jue, but his mind could not be settled.
Although the Blood Sword had only been away for two days, Qin Yu felt as if something was missing, feeling empty and anxious.
Qin Yu only hoped that tomorrow night would come early so that he could retrieve the blood sword.
On the night of the second day, the bright moon is like a hook, the light is like water, the green branches and thin willows are swaying, and the shadows of the trees are swaying.
Under the cold moonlight, an ancient pavilion stood, with green smoke curling up in the pavilion.
A man in white stood upright, with his head lowered and his brows lowered, while an ancient chirp blew slowly.
The sound of the flute is clear and clear, as if there is nothing there, just like the green smoke and cold moon.
There is a pot of fine wine on the table.
The wine is mellow and fragrant.
Before you drink it, you are already a little drunk.
Du Biwu was sitting at the stone table, smiling with his eyes closed, holding a glass of wine in his hand and taking a sip from time to time.
The other finger tapped the edge of the table gently, following the rhythm of the flute.
Qin Yu didn't bother him.
He sat in the pavilion, poured himself a glass of sake, and tasted it.
After a long time, the sound of the flute gradually faded away.
The two of them raised their eyes and looked at each other, smiling happily.
They each picked up two glasses of sake and drank them all in one gulp.
Then, Du Biwu picked up a long sword.
The scabbard was as deep as the stars in the sky.
There was a crisp sound of "clang", the long sword was unsheathed, and there was a flash of blood, and a bloody long sword was seen, as if it came from the blood prison, and the evil aura was overwhelming.
Du Biwu stared for a moment, put the bloody sword into its sheath, and threw it towards Qin Yu.
Qin Yu quickly caught it and stroked the sword, feeling much more at ease in his heart.
Du Biwu said: "A sword can only be considered a good sword if it has a spirit.
To wield a sword, you must first understand its spirit and communicate with your soul.
Only then can you control it without any hindrance.
By making the sword and man become one, you can gain a glimpse of the way of the sword."
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Qin Yu knew that Du Biwu wanted to teach him, so he immediately asked: "How can I communicate with the sword spirit?"
"The heart is like still water, empty and empty.
The mind is condensed in Qi, and Qi fills the sword.
Open your heart and appreciate it carefully."
Qin Yu closed his eyes, as Du Biwu said, his heart was as calm as water, his mind condensed in the air, slowly flowing towards the sword body.
However, the moment Qi entered the sword, Qin Yu felt as if there were cold eyes staring at him, so cold and cold that it made people's hair stand on end.
Before Qin Yu could think more, a powerful and sinister aura swept towards him, as if he was in the Nine Abyss Hell, swallowed up by the boundless darkness, and the aura of death surrounded him heavily.
Qin Yu was so horrified that he quickly circulated his true energy, but was unable to stop it.
The true energy flowed backwards, and his throat immediately felt sweet, and blood spurted out.
Du Biwu was suddenly frightened and teleported behind Qin Yu, placing his palms against his vest.
The energy was like a river bursting its banks, pouring into Qin Yu's body.
At this moment, the fierce energy had already occupied half of Qin Yu's body.
Du Biwu shouted softly, and his energy surged like a tide, quickly occupying the other half of Qin Yu's body, and immediately rushed towards the evil energy, trying to squeeze it out of Qin Yu's body.
However, no matter how hard Du Biwu tried, he could barely protect the other half of Qin Yu's body from being corroded by the evil spirit.
It was far from enough to drive it out.
Du Biwu was horrified.
He had known for a long time that this blood sword was a fierce sword and extremely difficult to control, but he had never thought of it being so weird and domineering
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