Liu Qingyi, who thought he had finished showing goodwill, returned to his residence. This is a valley. How to say it? As for the personal feeling of a young man surnamed Liu, traveling through this valley was really a matter of luck.

First of all, in his opinion, this valley is rarely visited and is very suitable for seclusion. He can practice with peace of mind without anyone disturbing him. Secondly, to say shamelessly, this is really a good place to avoid hunting, without a village in front or a shop behind, and it is safe and hidden.

"Hey, now that a bucket of water is not full, half of the bucket of water is swaying around the ground level, it is better to hide and practice honestly..." Liu Qingyi sighed lightly.

At his own level, Ouyang Shangzhi actually wanted to provoke him to deal with Su Huanzhen. He really dared to think about it.

Liu Qingyi is self-aware. For this world and the world, his biggest advantage is that he knows the general trend of the world and avoids unnecessary dangers. In terms of wisdom and experience in the world, he is really not enough to carry shoes for some guys.

"Now is definitely not the time to face Ouyang Shangzhi!" The young man surnamed Liu waved his hand violently, as if he wanted to wave away his irritability. "Strength, only the right strength can dominate his future destiny. In terms of wisdom and means, it is absolutely impossible for me to really fight those old monsters..."

"Only by relying on your own advantages and trying to gain enough time to give yourself the opportunity to grow, you can survive in this world!"

"Experience and wisdom require the hard work of the martial arts world, and martial arts is the capital to save your life. The sword skill of Qingyi Jue has learned a move for a moment... not enough!" Liu Qingyi shook his head. He has been in this world for ten years. His qualifications are indeed nothing. The physical skill of Qingyi Jue is not difficult for him, and what he lacks is only basic support. As for his ten years of cultivation, from a flesh-feet that can scare Ouyang Shangzhi with one move, it is already a miracle for ordinary people.

However, the sword skill part made Liu Qingyi extremely depressed. As a major in the kung fu, he was unable to enter. Even the momentary beauty of the sword skill was driven by the breakthrough of the physical skill and the improvement of the body skills, and he could not exert the true power of the momentary beauty.

What exactly is missing? Liu Qingyi leaned under an old tree in the valley, closed her eyes and pondered.

What is missing in my martial arts?

Recalling the feeling of fighting with people recently, those people are not masters at all. They are just pseudo-masters in this era, what are they missing...

Wu... Wu? My martial arts?!

The most direct explanation of martial arts in the Pili world should belong to the martial arts lineage, with a unique system and a clear spiritual meaning...

"By the way! The spiritual meaning, Wu, my martial arts lack spirit, Wu Ge, I have not formed my own martial arts." Liu Qingyi opened his eyes sharply, as if he had grasped what he was missing.

"No, there is also... the momentum is the momentum, and I have not formed my own momentum!" The warriors in the Thunderbolt and the real masters all have their own martial arts and momentum, but I don't. The environment I grew up in is different from theirs. I have to form my own martial arts and momentum first to truly enter the realm of a warrior.

"The definition of martial arts by the Wuni family is... Wuna stops the sword, stops the sword, means advance, action, and moves, so stops the sword means to take up the weapons, and use a kind and righteous heart, and to perform chivalrous ways."

By the way, this is the martial arts lineage of the martial arts lineage, or the spirit of their lineage.

What is my Wuge?

The sword in his hand whistled, as if he was telling something...

"Yeah, sword? By the way, hold the three-foot green edge and control the injustice of the world. Use martial arts to prove my sword, good and evil, the only thought! Evil is right and good, evil is also right, right loses its original intention, right is evil!"

Liu Qingyi suddenly felt that Qingyi's determination power in her body had a vague sign of breakthrough, and the momentary youthful sword power was quietly formed in her mind.

Fast, at the extreme speed, you can draw the sword, only pursue absolute speed, without any fancy, a sword that is fast to the extreme is like years old, and it grows old without you even realizing it, it has passed away before you even notice it.

Youth, only for a moment.........

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Many protagonists in the stories have a routine, that is, to come to a mysterious place, accidentally discover a certain martial arts inheritance, and then practice hard alone for decades, once they come out of the mountain, the world's storm follows me.

Liu Qingyi only wants to say two words, nonsense!

After decades, a person stayed in a place where he had only himself for decades, the possibility of that person's mental failure was even more true than when he suddenly realized that he could punch when he woke up tomorrow morning, and the possibility of kicking his mind was not much higher.

For more than forty years, Liu Qingyi felt that if the Yinfeng Sword Sword Spirit had not awakened successfully when he realized the martial arts. In these forty years, either he would have either evolved into a madman like a crazy dragon and laughed, or sublimated into a heartless swordsman like a sarcastic swordsman like a sarcastic swordsman.

"Qingzai, do you think I am the most handsome sword in the world?"

"Qingzi, you said that no one is good for a thousand days, and no one is beautiful for a hundred days. People will grow old and die like flowers. Why don't you grow old? Are you fooling me?"

"Qingzai, no, as a swordsman, can you barbecue with your own sword? No~~~~"

"Qingzai, sing a song for Master Jian, just the song Jiangshan last time..."

"Whether you believe it or not, I will melt you into a barbecue grill immediately?" Liu Qingyi looked at Yin Feng Sword standing under the old tree in front of her and said softly.

"Wow, so cruel? So poisonous? So ruthless, without blood or tears?" Yin Feng felt sad and angry.

For more than 40 years, I was annoyed by this guy for more than 40 years. When I asked Gu to ask for the sword spirit, what kind of mentality was I?... Fortunately, I had it, otherwise I would probably not be able to withstand the hard practice for more than 40 years.

After more than 40 years of practice, Liu Qingyi has focused on cultivating and understanding martial arts and momentum. Now, he can fully exert his momentary sword power. The relationship between practicing Qingyi's decisiveness and being alone in peace and meditation, Liu Qingyi has a faint and confused temperament.

Ha, there is no time in the mountains. This guy has not changed at all since he woke up...

The old tree in front of me has been with me for so many years. The passing years have passed, and the carving of the years have stood in this valley. As time goes by, the ground withered and flourished every year, the buds on the branches, the winding trunks on the tree body, and the decline that has fallen all over the ground, just such an ordinary scene is also part of the laws of heaven and earth.

And this old tree is also resilient, constantly growing new buds, fighting against the passing years, silently singing the elegy of the years, repeating itself.

Perhaps because of the long-term relationship, Liu Qingyi felt that she had a vague tendency to be literary...

"Yeah? The passing years? The years?" Liu Qingyi was suddenly shocked...

Qingyi Sword Trick - The passing years are hard to return, Qingyi Sword Trick - The sad song of time

In a vague way, Liu Qingyi seemed to feel something...

"Hidden Feng!" With a low shout, he started the sword, and Liu Qingyi's sword walked freely, trying to seize this opportunity to break through.

The passing years are hard to return, and the overflowing water is hard to stop. How can we chase what has passed? How can we chase the passing years be so comprehensible? Liu Qingyi's sword momentum suddenly changed, and the sword took a detour and shot out bursts of sword energy. The sword energy was as slow as it was, and it was unpredictable. "The passing years were hard to return. The sword intent of this move was both changing and it also made people feel the illusion of speed with its momentum!"

Liu Qingyi's skills kept moving, following his own insights in this valley, using the Qingyi sword technique.

The years are sad songs, and the withering and flourishing are also joyful, is it sad? Is it joy? Who can say it clearly, who can tell the clarity? Is the withering and flourishing year by year considered life? Or is it a dead end? "The years are sad songs, leaving seven and three, and the offensive is 70%, but leaving three points of room for maneuver. The sword is in the attack and defense, and one sword is two-stage!"

Liu Qingyi's sword move suddenly changed, and the moves seemed to attack and defend. Under one sword, two styles were produced...

"Ha, that's true!" Liu Qingyi suppressed his excitement while standing still. Finally, Qingyi's sword-breaking and nine styles finally allowed himself to complete the three styles. Although these two styles are now newly formed,... there is still some time before the real chaos in the martial arts world, right?

There are about 130 years left, and then the world has truly entered the Pili World he is familiar with. The names of Su Huanzhen, Yipianshu, Ye Xiaochai, etc., are all heard in Liu Qingyi's heart. There are still more than a hundred years left. This time, I, Liu Qingyi, will accompany you!

To calm down, Liu Qingyi secretly warned himself that this is the world of Pili, and what he wants to enter is the world of the jungle, and he must be confident and not be complacent. Otherwise, how to fulfill his agreement with the fellow Taoist who calls himself God... Qingyi Sword Jue, with his qualifications and a hundred years of hard practice, he will definitely have the strength to be rampant in the world in a hundred years...

"The martial arts world are not just about using force. Well, Qingyi Jue's martial arts world, you should also practice it carefully and have more capital to save your life to survive in that martial arts world. This is not a game, it is a life that only once. I am not Su Huanzhen. If I don't have the halo of the protagonist, I will die!" Liu Qingyi murmured in a low voice.

"Qingzi~Qingzi!! Is it okay?" Yin Feng shouted.

"Yeah? It's okay, I just want something!"

"Oh, have you ever thought about what to eat tonight?"

"What?" Liu Qingyi looked up and looked around. There was already dusk. "Yeah, I forgot the time, um... By the way, when did you start to be so interested in making barbecue?"

"!@*#..." My hidden Feng~~~~~ wailed...

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A hundred years pass by.

Outside the valley, Liu Qingyi was still wearing the blue shirt, with long hair drooping down her shoulders, her hidden edge on her waist, her eyebrows and eyes remained unchanged, but there was a lot of time in her eyes.

"Sword!" Liu Qingyi put his hand on the green Feng with frosty feathers on his waist.

"Yeah?" Yin Feng whistled.

"I've entered the world!" He took a step forward and never looked back.

This time, the future is unpredictable.

This step is bloody.

Along the way, the green clothes are open and honest, and the hidden edge is accompanying you.

"The green pine sways, the floating sand surrounds, the ends of the world, the heart of the piano is proud.

The loyal soul is far away, shining all over the world, flowers bloom and fall, clouds and smoke are vast.

The cold moon is bright, the wind is far away, the morning is drunk and the evening is not awake, the soul is flying and painful.

The lonely in the tomb of fragrance, the thoughts are beyond the blue sky, the dreams are broken, and the heroes are tears."

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Chapter completed!