Su Yunfei sat on the back of the crane and kept stroking the new sword, which was his first sword. He screamed with excitement, and the crane Yueyao couldn't stand him anymore, so she speeded up and wanted to fly there quickly.
Forgetting Peak.
Li Yi looked at the howling disciple, shook his head helplessly and said, "You have to use your sword intention to warm this sword every day so that it can become one with your heart sword as soon as possible."
Su Yunfei smiled and replied: "Okay! Master."
In the next few days, Su Yunfei kept warming the sword with his sword intention, even holding it while sleeping. Because the sword was as red as blood, he named the sword Chixiao Sword.
Looking at Kuai Mo's stunned apprentice, Li Yi sighed helplessly: "He is still a child after all."
On this day, Li Yi called Su Yunfei to a flat ground at the foot of Wangqing Peak Mountain and said to him in a deep voice: "You and I are already masters and apprentices. How can we be masters and not have karma? What I am best at is sword power. Today, I will do it for you."
Master will teach you how to gather sword power."
Su Yunfei asked in confusion: "What is sword force?"
"Sword momentum is the pressure of the sword. Through the momentum condensed on the sword, a powerful sword aura is formed, suppressing the opponent and making it feel invincible. Cross-border sword momentum against the enemy can weaken the opponent's momentum, and the same mirror
If you fight against someone with strong sword power, you can quickly suppress your opponent. If you are dealing with someone who is below your level, the sword power can quickly break the opponent's fighting spirit and make him want to bow down and worship you." Li Yi said in a serious tone.
"Watch carefully how I gather momentum!" After saying that, Li Yi drew his sword and took a step forward. The sword trembled, and a powerful aura filled the air. The surrounding trees swayed without the wind, and birds and beasts were crawling.
Earth. The current Li Yi has no ordinary elegant demeanor at all. He is like a god descending with extraordinary momentum and sharp eyes. It seems that a single strike with a sword can move mountains, break rivers, turn seas and open the sky!
Su Yunfei began to close his eyes and comprehend. After a long time, he opened his eyes and said to Li Yi in a deep voice: "Master, I understand. Through the sword, you can communicate with the elements of heaven and earth, and mobilize the elements to form the overwhelming momentum of Mount Tai. The most important thing is your own heart. To
With a sword in hand, there is no one in front of you!"
There was a hint of surprise in Li Yi's eyes, and he praised: "You can teach a boy!"
I saw Su Yunfei pull out the Chixiao Sword, and step forward with the sword in hand. Suddenly, terrifying engine fluctuations appeared. He walked forward step by step, and the earth trembled with his steps. His breath reached its peak in a few breaths. His expression was cold, and he felt
I feel like an invincible sword god!
Li Yi couldn't help but nodded slightly, with an undisguised smile on his face. His first disciple was indeed astonishingly talented, not inferior to the proud disciples of his other brothers and sisters.
Su Yunfei came here every day for the next few days to practice his sword skills. After gathering his sword skills once, he felt that he was almost ready.
Thinking of being spanked twice by Ye Qingcheng last time, he was so angry that his teeth itched. He felt that his cultivation had improved a lot these days, and today he decided to challenge Ye Qingcheng.
Sitting on the crane, Su Yunfei came to Wentian Peak.
Wentian Peak is the main peak with the most disciples, so there are many buildings. There is a towering pine tree on the top of the mountain, which reaches straight into the sky like a sword asking the sky.
After being guided by the handyman disciples at the door, Su Yunfei arrived at Ye Qingcheng's courtyard.
Ye Qingcheng was practicing her sword at the moment. The sword light danced with ever-changing moves. In line with her graceful figure, she danced gracefully like a fairy on the dust. It was so beautiful that Su Yunfei was stunned for a while.
After seeing Su Yunfei, Ye Qingcheng stopped dancing with his sword and joked: "Hey! Junior brother is here, do you miss your sister?"
Su Yunfei blushed and shouted, "I'm here to challenge you today!"
"Hahahaha, little junior brother, do you like being spanked by me? You didn't spank me enough last time, do you still want it today?" Ye Qingcheng said with an unladylike smile.
Su Yunfei went a little crazy and secretly shouted in his heart: I will beat your ass until it's bloody.
After that, he pulled out the Chixiao Sword, pointed it at the ground, and walked towards Ye Qingcheng step by step. The ground was plowed into a ravine by the tip of the sword, and his momentum was rising steadily.
Ye Qingcheng looked at Su Yunfei, who was walking with such momentum step by step, and was surprised that this guy had just entered the Dao Mirror. At this time, his momentum was stronger than that of the Yukong Mirror. He couldn't help but feel a little distracted. He actually forgot to defend himself, and was struck by a sword light.
When he came over, he realized that Ye Qingcheng, who had taken the opportunity, could only defend passively.
Suddenly Ye Qingcheng let out an angry scream. She was spanked. She was ashamed and angry and started to lose her temper. Su Yunfei secretly screamed that it was over.
Sure enough, after a while, Su Yunfei's screams were heard in Ye Qingcheng's small courtyard. A group of people who didn't know why ran over to see what happened. They saw this picture: Su Yunfei was lying on the ground screaming, Ye Qingcheng
He was holding up a sword and beating his buttocks continuously. Seeing so many people watching, Su Yunfei couldn't help but shouted to everyone: "What are you looking at? I've never seen a handsome guy get beaten!"
Ye Qingcheng also shouted at the crowd: "I've never seen a fairy beating anyone, so get out." Everyone was speechless for a while and dispersed.
After playing for a while, Ye Qingcheng was panting and shouted to Su Yunfei: "How dare you tease me again!" Su Yunfei quickly begged for mercy: "Senior sister, you don't dare anymore, not anymore."
Only then did Ye Qingcheng let him go. Looking at Su Yunfei with a bruised nose and swollen face, she couldn't help laughing. Looking at Ye Qingcheng who was still laughing, Su Yunfei cursed in his heart and silently slapped her butt a hundred times in his heart.
Ye Qingcheng casually took out a small jade bottle and handed it to Su Yunfei, "This is an elixir for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis. If you drink it now, your injury will be healed in less than half a quarter of an hour."
Su Yunfei drank it quickly, and it turned out that the medicine was very effective. Some of the shallow bruises quickly disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Ye Qingcheng coughed: "Junior brother, I came to see senior sister today. Senior sister is very happy and decided..."
Su Yunfei was immediately excited and asked quickly: "What to decide? Are you going to teach me the ultimate swordsmanship?"
Ye Qingcheng said solemnly: "I decided to treat you to hot pot!"
Su Yunfei had the urge to vomit blood. He thought he would be given some sword manuals.
Seeing Su Yunfei's disappointed look, Ye Qingcheng said dissatisfied: "Why, you don't want to?"
Su Yunfei quickly changed his smile: "How is that possible? I'm so willing!"
Ye Qingcheng nodded with satisfaction. With a wave of his jade hand, a long sword flew over, and then motioned for Su Yunfei to come up. Su Yunfei asked doubtfully: "Senior sister, aren't we going to eat hot pot? Where are we going?"
Ye Qingcheng knocked on his forehead and said: "We don't have those professional chefs who can cook well. To eat hot pot, you have to go down the mountain to eat."
After saying that, Yu Jian took Su Yunfei and flew towards the town near the Shushan Sword Tomb.
Ye Qingcheng's flying with the sword was like performing acrobatics, fast and slow, left and right, which made Su Yunfei tremble and dizzy. Finally, when he reached the gate of the city, he immediately ran to the roadside and vomited. After vomiting, he felt better. Ye Qingcheng
She gave him a look of disgust.
Looking at the long-lost bustling city, Su Yunfei was lost for a while. Since leaving his hometown, he has been either in primitive forests like Shiwanda Mountain or in fairy houses on mountains like Shushan Jianzhong. He can't help but miss the scene of sitting on his father's shoulders and visiting temple fairs.
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After a while, they arrived at a large restaurant. The waiter saw Ye Qingcheng and greeted him familiarly, "Miss Ye is here again. Please come in quickly and I will arrange the best private room for you." Ye Qingcheng nodded with satisfaction and said to the waiter: "I will bring you today.
My brother is coming over to eat. In a moment, there will be ten plates of tripe, ten plates of fat beef, ten plates of fat sheep, six plates of beef throat, four plates of pork belly, two plates of goose intestines, two plates of frozen tofu, you can choose the vegetables, and two more plates.
The best Wuliangye and red oil. Remember to put more chili pepper in the bottom of the pot, and then adjust two bowls of oil!" After saying that, he threw a bag of money to the waiter and waved his hand: "No need to look for it!"
The waiter took the money bag and shouted with a smile: "Okay!"
After a while, a pot of spicy soup base was served, and plates of dishes were served in an endless stream. After the pot boiled, Ye Qingcheng took a piece of tripe, rinsed it in the pot for a few times, and put it in Su Yunfei's oil dish.
Then he rinsed another piece for himself and stuffed it into his mouth, with an expression of enjoyment on his face.
Su Yunfei followed Ye Qingcheng's example and dipped a plate of oil into his mouth and stuffed the tripe into his mouth. He suddenly exclaimed, "Oh my God, it's so spicy!" He quickly picked up the wine glass and took a sip of wine. The hot pot and white wine were so spicy that it made him choke.
His face turned red and he coughed repeatedly, making Ye Qingcheng hold her stomach and laugh.
"Junior brother, you can't stand it. You can't stand this spicy food?" Ye Qingcheng said with a mischievous smile.
"A man can't say he can't do it!" Su Yunfei responded stubbornly and started to eat food and drink. After a while, his mouth turned into a sausage mouth, and his tongue was spicy and swollen. He could not speak clearly. Ye Qingcheng asked the waiter to bring him a bottle of acid.
Plum juice, this makes you feel better.
They started to punch, and Ye Qingcheng stepped on the stool very unladylikely, rolled up his sleeves, and punched loudly. After drinking for two hours, Su Yunfei really couldn't stand it anymore, and finally couldn't hold on any longer, so he lay down on the table.
He fell asleep. Ye Qingcheng slapped him on the back of the head. Su Yunfei immediately sat up and murmured: "Well... come again, come again."
"Come on, you big-headed ghost, you're going back to the sect," Ye Qingcheng shouted.
This guy was as drunk as a dead dog, so Ye Qingcheng had no choice but to carry his sword and fly back to the sect.
When they arrived at Wangqing Peak, Ye Qingcheng threw him in the yard like a dead dog and flew away without looking back.
Xianhe Yueyao flew over, patted the dust off Su Yunfei's body with pity, rolled him up with her wings and put him on the bed. At this time, he was still murmuring: "Senior sister, come again!" Xianhe was speechless for a while, but still covered him up.