Everything calmed down again, and Qingyun stayed in the Ningfeng Branch of Fengling Sect and practiced quietly. The spiritual energy in his body was already full, and some of the attacking spells and magical powers were firmly remembered in his mind. With just a thought,
It can be issued, but if you want to be proficient, you can only continue to explore in actual combat. During this period of time, he devoted all his efforts to continuously practice and strengthen the Ice Beard Water Source Seed in his body according to the techniques given by Master Lin Jin.
His practice lasted for two full months. During this period, no one disturbed him. On this day, Qingyun felt the water energy between heaven and earth and he could sense its existence more and more clearly. He opened his eyes,
He left his room and walked out to the courtyard. He felt that it was time to seize the time to find a way to convert the spiritual energy into spiritual power. He did not notice that after he left, he left a faint frost on the place where he was meditating.
Because his residence was in the backyard of the entire branch sect, many disciples of the branch sect looked at him enviously along the way. Naturally, they already knew that the young man in front of them was accepted as a closed disciple by the branch leader two months ago.
Qingyun kept clasping his fists and smiling at the fellow disciples around him. In his opinion, since we are fellow disciples, we should support each other.
He thought so, but some people didn't think so. A young man in a blue shirt with long flowing hair showed a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth, and said disdainfully: "I just happened to be lucky enough to save Junior Sister Lin Yu. Otherwise, with his pill formation
Can your initial cultivation level be able to penetrate Master Lin’s Dharma eyes?”
"Haha, what Senior Brother Qin said makes sense. Senior Uncle Lin is notoriously harsh in accepting disciples. So far, none of us can accept Senior Uncle Lin as a disciple. Let alone an outsider like him who is in the early stages of forming a pill.
." Some jealous disciples echoed the young man in blue shirt.
Qingyun frowned slightly, but didn't say anything. He felt that since he had just come to the Ningfeng branch of the Fengling Sect, he should keep a low profile and try not to cause trouble to his master. He suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and still said to him unhurriedly.
Walking to the front hall. Behind me came the more wanton laughter of the disciples...
He walked to a courtyard in the front hall and called out respectfully: "Disciple Fu Qingyun came out of seclusion and came to see the master." After a while, an elegant and handsome middle-aged man walked out of the courtyard. It was Lin Jin, the branch leader.
Lin Yu followed her father and walked out slowly. She glanced at Qingyun, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated. When Lin Jin saw his daughter's expression, an imperceptible light flashed in his eyes. He
Smiling at Qingyun: "Qingyun, you just happened to be out of quarantine. Accompany Yu'er to Baocheng Building to exchange some things."
Qingyun respectfully replied: "Yes, Master." After a pause, he then asked: "By the way, Master, I wonder if my little brother and the sword spirit...?"
Lin Jin laughed, clasped his hands behind his back and said, "This little dragon and this sword spirit can't sit still all day long. They run to the street almost every day. But with this signboard of our branch of Fengling Sect, you are completely safe about them."
Don't worry." After saying that, he waved his hand, indicating that they could go to Baocheng Building.
Qingyun and Lin Yu walked side by side on the street, looking at the people coming and going, and suddenly missed Uncle Luo Zhu and Jishan Village. He remembered that when he and Dunzi were young, the carefree days were so relaxed and comfortable. But since the third
Once he entered the Great Yan Sect, his destiny was changed. At first, he just wanted to simply join the Immortal Cultivation Sect, let the immortals with heavenly cultivation heal his body, and then work hard to practice immortal magic.
That's all. But I didn't expect to accidentally enter Fengmo Fairy's cave, meet Xiaolong and become brothers.
Xiaolong accidentally shot Luo Muhen to death, and he has been living in the shadow of Yanxiang until now. It was precisely because of that Yanxiang that he lost Yulan and Grandpa Ren. From then on, he had a lot more needs.
Things to do. Grandpa Ren’s words made him want to find out more about his life experience, and he became more and more curious about Grandpa Ren’s mystery.
Seeing that Qingyun had not spoken, Lin Yu couldn't help but turn around and found that Qingyun was staring at the passers-by, seemingly in a daze, and felt a faint pain in her heart. She didn't know what was wrong with her. Ever since she knew that
After the elixir that can save lives belongs to Qingyun, no matter what she does, this man always lingers in her heart. From time to time, she still thinks of the sadness hidden in his eyes. She wants to get close to this man, wants to understand him, and wants to help.
He wiped away that trace of sadness.
But this man always looked cold and repulsive. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little angry. She didn't dare to say that she was as beautiful as a fairy, but at least it wasn't bad. After all, she was also the daughter of his master.
Oh, why was he so cold to her? She quickened her pace and walked forward, and soon she left Qingyun far behind her.
Qingyun came back to his senses and found that Lin Yu had disappeared, and he couldn't help being a little surprised. In Qingyun's eyes, because of his master, he had regarded Lin Yu as his sister. But he had been practicing in seclusion for the past two months, so
I also wanted to take this opportunity to communicate with Lin Yu more. But for some reason, she actually left him and walked away.
Qingyun was about to catch up quickly, but suddenly felt a spiritual consciousness locked on him. The power of this spiritual consciousness made him a little frightened. He stood still and tried to spread his spiritual consciousness to the surroundings.
He spread out, but felt that he encountered some kind of barrier and was blocked back. Then a sinister voice thought in his heart: "Humph, boy, with your little cultivation, you are overestimating your ability to probe me. I am overestimating my ability."
I won’t talk nonsense to you, walk forward seven feet and turn right, you will see me.”
How could Qingyun be so obedient? He immediately turned back in the direction of the sect without hesitation. The divine consciousness seemed to sense Qingyun's movements, and he couldn't help but feel a little angry. Before Qingyun took a few steps, his eyes blurred, and there was a man in gray clothes who couldn't see through his cultivation.
The old man stood in front of him.
"Boy, how dare you go against my words? Then don't blame me for being ruthless." After saying this, the old man was ready to kill Qingyun. Qingyun felt confused and immediately said: "Senior, is there a misunderstanding? Senior and I have always known each other.
We haven’t met each other before, why would you attack this junior?”
"Haha, I won't hide it from you. The broken picture in your hand was the one I took to be auctioned by Dao Meng from Fengling Sect. I lied to that boy that I was from Dao Yuan Sect, just to cover up others' eyes.
.This residual image is a bait thrown by me, just to induce the appearance of the other two residual images. If my guess is correct, you must have this exact same residual image on your body. Don't blame me for being cruel. I only blame you for having it.
Something that shouldn’t be there.”
After the old man finished speaking, he randomly condensed a small black ball and threw it at Qingyun. Qingyun was shocked. The black ball that was randomly formed was filled with amazing power. Qingyun had no time to avoid it and was hit by this.
The little black ball hit. There was a "bang" sound, and Qingyun only felt a rush of heat, but nothing happened.
"Huh? It's impossible. You, a kid in the early stage of forming a pill, can actually catch my Yin Evil Ball?" The old man saw that Qingyun didn't do anything, and couldn't help but feel a little strange. His Yin Evil Ball was enough to form a pill.
In the later period, the following monks were destroyed physically and mentally.
Qingyun was also startled. The moment his black ball flew by, he did feel the terrifying power in it. In a flash of thought, he understood that it must be the effect of the psychic armor on his body. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel...
This psychic armor was also secretly surprised that clothes that looked like woven straw ropes could actually have such an effect. The old man missed the blow, and after being surprised, another black light shot towards Qingyun.
At this time, many monks in the city felt the fighting here and rushed here immediately. As soon as they arrived, they saw a jet-black blast hitting a white-haired young man. The white-haired young man's clothes were immediately
The black light shredded into pieces and scattered around. The old man's eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost. Seeing more and more monks around him, he had no choice but to sway and disappear in place.
It is forbidden for monks to fight with each other in this city. Otherwise, they will be severely punished by the city lord's palace. Naturally, Qingyun still doesn't know this rule. At this time, his upper body clothes were scratched by the black light and were in tatters, so he had to take out a new set and put it on.
. As soon as he put it on, he found a group of monks and soldiers holding spears walking over. The leading monk, who was in the early stage of Nascent Soul cultivation, saw Qingyun and immediately said with an unkind expression: "How dare you fight privately in the city? Follow me to the city lord's palace."