Hey! Host! I asked you to have a child, not to have a strategy.

Oppressed by the Broken Snow Sword, Bu Yunmiao was no longer willing and had to retreat. He apologized to Zhao Qing before he was let go.

Seeing her leave in a panic, the protective shield formed by Zhao Qing Ling Fu also collapsed one by one. He asked, "Is she the person from Shi Wan Ling?"

He actually recognized Bu Yunmiao, but obviously the latter did not recognize him.

Zhu Baishao nodded, thought for a moment, and then said, "Your cultivation is shallow now, so don't provoke her. Her master is True Lord Jiuyu of Qinghua Peak, and he is extremely indulgent towards her..."

True Lord Jiuyu?

Zhao Qing's eyes still had the immaturity of a young boy, but they were very clear. He had heard his fellow disciples talk about Jiuyu and knew that he had a profound cultivation base and his strength was at the forefront of the cultivation world.

"Yes."

He can't provoke him now, but he will remember this grudge first.

……

On the second day, Zhu Baishao began to retreat and prepare for his advancement to the Nascent Soul stage.

When the sect leader received the news, he rushed over to take a look, helped her strengthen the Jiuhua Peak formation, and captured Zhao Qing who was trying to go up the mountain.

I don’t know if it’s because of Zhu Baishao, but the Nascent Soul’s thunder tribulation came so fiercely and fiercely.

Boom——

Thunder roared and lightning flashed like a dragon, smashing heavily on Jiuhua Peak and submerging the mountain. This caused many elders and disciples in the sect to show up and look from a distance to watch Zhu Baishao transcend the tribulation.

Among them were also people from other sects who came to visit.

Zhao Qing was also brought by the sect leader to stand on a high place and watch.

Boom——

Rumbling--

Thunderbolts came one after another.

Zhao Qing, who had witnessed such power for the first time, couldn't help but look worried. He was a little worried about the fairy sister.

In the blindingly bright electric arc, a slender and tall snow-colored figure appeared. She thrust out the cold sword in her hand, which actually tore a bolt of lightning in two. The dark clouds above her head also faintly opened a hole.

Wherever the tip of her sword pointed, there would be wind and clouds. The incomparable sharp momentum seemed to tear the sky and earth apart, and the clanging of the sword echoed in her ears.

All the onlookers changed color, awed by the charm of this peerless swordsman.

Even the Mi Zi ring on Zhao Qing flashed slightly. Yin Wu Yue's divine sense quietly reached out and looked at the figure of the female cultivator who was undergoing the tribulation thoughtfully.

Soon the thunder dissipated, and the sky over Jiuhua Peak was filled with clouds, returning to tranquility.

The girl in the snow-covered clothes just glanced at them from a distance and had no intention of coming over to accept congratulations. She went straight back to the cave in the back mountain of Jiuhua Peak and went into seclusion again.

The sect master smiled and said, "Bai Shao is indeed determined in her Taoism. She has gone into seclusion to consolidate her cultivation."

People from other sects came forward to congratulate, congratulating the Poxue Sect for having another Nascent Soul True Person.

Zhao Qing, who was listening nearby, also felt proud of it.

Only Bu Yunmiao stood beside Jiuyu, looking somewhat uneasy.

She had been offended by Zhu Baishao before, so naturally she went back to Jiuyu to act coquettishly and complain, but she didn't get the response she wanted.

Jiuyu just rubbed her head and said softly: "She is about to break through. The sect master will not allow me to embarrass her. Besides, she is right. The sect rules do not allow you to attack your fellow disciples without permission..."

"If you hadn't been injured last time, I would have covered for you. But you attacked her, and I'm afraid you would have to go to the Discipline Hall."

"If you don't like Junior Sister Zhu, then don't go to Jiuhua Peak in the future. If you don't like Zhao Qing, I won't let him enter our Qinghua Peak."

"Okay?"

Bu Yunmiao was coaxed by him and stopped dwelling on the matter, but she secretly remembered Zhu Baishao and Zhao Qing in her heart.

Seeing Zhu Baishao successfully overcome the tribulation today, she was not very relieved.

Jiuyu also looked at Jiuhua Peak where the lightning had dissipated with an inexplicable look in his eyes, and his cold and unchanging eyes seemed to be thinking about other things.

In fact, he had already sensed that he was about to break through to the spiritual realm, but he was stuck in front of that thin barrier and could not move forward even a bit.

Jiuyu flipped through the ancient books in the library at that time, and finally realized that he was too indifferent and indifferent to all the things in the world, making everything like a castle in the air, beautiful but illusory.

So he began to accept disciples and started to enter the secular world.

Thousands of changes, tens of thousands of talents.

“…Master!”

Bu Yunmiao called Jiuyu several times before he got his attention back.

"what happened?"

Bu Yunmiao pursed her lips. She always felt that the master just now was very strange and extremely cold, like an iceberg that had existed for thousands of years. There was not a trace of life in him, and he was very far away from her.

She hesitated and said, "Everyone else has left, so let's go too."

"Let's go."

Jiuyu's voice was soft, and the look that was familiar to Bu Yunmiao reappeared in her eyes, and she felt a little relieved.

……

Main peak, courtyard for new disciples.

Zhao Qing said hello to several senior brothers who were out on sect missions and returned to his own little room.

Thinking of the scene of Zhu Baishao overcoming the tribulation today, his heart was still filled with emotion.

He also wanted to become a swordsman like that.

Zhao Qing was in a daze for a while, and then he came back to his senses when he heard the conversation of his senior brothers outside. Before he knew it, night had fallen outside.

"Junior Brother Zhaoqing, do you want to go to dinner?"

A senior fellow student who was on good terms with him was asking outside his door.

Another person said, "Junior brother should be practicing, don't disturb him."

"He is so talented, yet he is so diligent and hardworking. It really makes me ashamed..."

"I……"

Zhao Qing, who had been in a daze for the whole afternoon, couldn't help but feel his ears burning when he heard these compliments. He quickly walked over and opened the door, "Senior Brother."

"Hey, isn't Junior Brother practicing?"

Zhao Qing said rather embarrassedly: "Today I saw Junior Master going through the tribulation, and I was so excited that I couldn't calm down..."

"Hahahaha, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. In fact, everyone is like this."

"Yes, Junior Master is truly amazing. He has been practicing for less than ten years and has already become a Nascent Soul True Person. He is truly the envy of others."

"The person you are talking about is not you, right?"

Listening to his fellow brothers praising Zhu Baishao, Zhao Qing couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

The group had dinner and then went back to their rooms.

Zhao Qing looked at the bright moon and shining stars outside the window, and thought of Zhu Baishao again, and then he took out the ring from his body.

He recalled the method Zhu Baishao had taught him, namely, dripping blood to recognize the master and engraving the divine thoughts inside the magic weapon, and began to operate it.

The whole process went smoothly. The silver ring flashed a light and then automatically slipped onto Zhao Qing's finger, turning into the right size.

Sensing that there was something inside the ring, Zhao Qing probed his divine sense into it and unexpectedly met another divine sense.

His spiritual consciousness was like a firefly, while Yin Wu Yue's spiritual consciousness was like the bright moon. There was no comparison at all.

Zhao Qing instantly remembered the experience of possessing another's body. His hair stood on end and he quickly withdrew his spiritual thoughts.

Unexpectedly, the unfathomable divine thought did not chase him, but leisurely sent him a voice message: "Ha, you were born with spiritual bones, you have good aptitude."