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"As for you—" Yan Kuxin's smile remained unchanged, "What's your name?"

The green-robed disciple was even more flustered, staring at He Yunqing tremblingly, with a pleading look on his face: "Disciple Hua Qingyang."

Yan Kuxin pondered for a while, and said: "Yun Yi, I will also hand him over to you, and you can deal with it according to the rules of the sect."

"Yes, head." Yun Yi took the order and took Hua Qingyang a step ahead.

In an instant, only He Yunqing and Yan Kuxin were left on the field.All along, Yan Kuxin has a very possessive temperament, it's okay to tease and tease his senior brother by himself, but if others bully He Yunqing 01:30, he will never be polite.Although his temper has stabilized a lot since he became the head, some essential things are still hidden in the depths of his soul, and they have not changed at all.

"Why make it difficult for him, you know that I'm just bored to tease him?"

Yan Ku felt plausible: "Senior Brother is jealous, why didn't Senior Brother tease me?"

He Yunqing: "..."

It took a while for the conversation to return to normal.

Yan Ku thought in his heart: "I have my reasons for handing him over to Yun Yi. Yun Yi is very talented and already has a lot of prestige in the sect. After all, it is inappropriate for you to handle it yourself, but Yun Yi, as your disciple, It is reasonable for him to do it. What's more, I have the heart to train him to be the next head."

"Brother, don't be surprised. If it wasn't forced by the situation, I would definitely not be the head of the sect, and I don't plan to be trapped in the Xuanji Sect for the rest of my life." Yan Kuxin's voice suddenly sank, "Being the head of the sect is difficult." What's so good? If you're like a grandfather, you can only deal with common affairs outside of cultivation, but forget to care about your relatives. What's the point of being the head of the sect? When the senior brother recovers, we will travel to the outside world together. Watching the mountains and listening to the sea, enlightening and practicing, just the two of us, okay?"

Yan Kuxin only thought that He Yunqing would not respond as in the past, but suddenly heard a soft "um" in his ear, his eyes widened, and he stared at He Yunqing in disbelief.

Senior brother's cheeks were stained with a slight blush, but his eyes were smiling, so Yan Kuxin was more sure of his guess, and his heart was ecstatic.

Is this a response?

Is it a response?

There was a voice roaring in his heart, and Yan Kuxin's laughter was displayed in front of He Yunqing without any restraint, it was extremely hearty.Ever since He Yunqing fell into a coma, he had never laughed so presumptuously, nor had he been so presumptuously happy.

Since he met this person, he has been attracted to this person little by little, and the space in his heart has been eroded by this person little by little. Year after year, and day by day, he has become more and more fond of this person, to the point of madness.

He lived for this man and was willing to die for this man.

Yan Kuxin still remembers that he was a real playboy five years ago, presumptuous, dissolute, ignorant, and his grandfather never reprimanded him for pity him, but made him behave even more perversely.After meeting this person, he changed for this person... If someone had proposed to pass on the headship to him five years ago, his grandfather would have kicked that person out before the other elders could speak out.

But now, he already has enough strength to protect his senior brother.

Others only know that Yan Kuxin suddenly rose up to be promoted to Yuanying, but they don't know why he rose up.

The moment He Yunqing blew himself up, he really felt his incompetence and weakness, and the ensuing 700-day coma drove Yan Kuxin into hell... He seemed to really wake up from that moment In general, only when he becomes stronger step by step, and can really block the wind, frost, snow and rain for this person, can he really stand by this person's side.

If you can't even protect, how can you talk about liking?

Suddenly there was a lingering smell flowing quietly between the two, but it was quickly interrupted by the sound of hurried footsteps.

Yan Kuxin stared impatiently at the deacon disciple kneeling in front of him: "What's the matter?"

"Report to the head of the sect that there was a strange poisonous insect attack outside the mountain gate. Most of the disciples who went to the monster forest to practice were killed or injured. In addition, Master Xuanying's uncle was bitten by poisonous insects and died. There were traces of poisonous insects outside the Fengtian School Feiyunzong and other sects. Uncle Ji, please head the sect to discuss the matter."

Yan Ku pursed his lips, his eyes were deep: "I see, you go and reply first, I will come as soon as I go."

"Yes." The deacon disciple Yu Jian left, He Yunqing was confused for a moment when he heard the disciple mentioned the poisonous insect, but even though he thought about it, he still couldn't find any memory about the poisonous insect, so he didn't think much about it.

After returning, he followed the guidance of the Kunlun Stone and began to practice from the most basic Qi-entraining basic art.Every time he started to practice, the Kunlun Stone would emit a unique red light to assist him. After the assistance, He Yunqing's cultivation was extremely smooth. When he checked the next morning, he found that his cultivation had reached the middle stage of Qi refining.

one night!To rise from the early stage of Qi refining to the middle stage of Qi refining in just one night is not only unique in the history of Xuanjimen, but also unheard of in this continent.You must know that although the Qi refining period is the most basic stage of a monk's cultivation, it also tests the monk's talent, accumulation and resilience, and breaking through is not as easy as imagined.

Feeling the continuous spiritual power in his body, He Yunqing couldn't help but smile a little more on his face.

"Kunlun Jue, is it comparable to those messy Jue?" Kunlun Stone rolled happily on the table, "It's a pity that your blood is not as powerful as the previous ones, otherwise..."

Kunlun Stone kept silent, but silently remembered the prosperity of the era when all the immortals stood side by side.He stopped rolling, came to He Yunqing's hand, and retransmitted his spiritual power over.

The secret of Kunlun Stone should not be revealed to others, so He Yunqing went to the back mountain to practice with his apprentices during the day.

Along the way, the sight of exploration has become more and more intense.

Whether it was his white-haired but young face, or his identity as the senior brother in charge, they all attracted the attention of this group of young disciples.They may not know He Yunqing well, but they have heard of He Yunqing's feats from the elders of the master's school. For a while, they don't know whether to envy or regret, but in the eyes of these young disciples, He Yunqing has undoubtedly become a heroic existence.

Even the four foundation-building disciples who were extremely indifferent to He Yunqing when practicing swords yesterday, had a short conversation with He Yunqing by talking to Yun Yi.

But He Yunqing is very clear in her heart, all these attention and admiration will pass.

There is no warmth in the world of monks, and their attitude towards He Yunqing is mostly curiosity after all.If he stays in the Qi refining stage and is surpassed by most of the ordinary disciples, then even though he has the status of the master brother, he is not enough to be respected.

In this world, after all, strength comes first.

Bathed in the morning light, the dense mist in the back mountain dissipated, and the light and shadow flickered, as if adding aura.Every day, four or five disciples came to practice, and the original desolate atmosphere gradually disappeared, but instead made people feel a little more fighting spirit.

He Yunqing rehearsed the Blast Sword Jue once, and heard Kunlun Stone yelling in his ears all morning: "Hey, Kunlun's Jue, you who have practiced Kunlun Jue actually use it on such a rubbish Jue , Rubbish sword cultivators have no future!"

Over and over again, like a magic sound piercing my ears.

He Yunqing frowned and said, "I just practiced the sword formula, I didn't use my spiritual power at all."

Kunlun Shi lay on his shoulders, kept silent, and only hummed twice in protest against He Yunqing's practice of sword art, but he didn't have a good tone when facing Yun Yi, who was also practicing sword art above him.

"Is he your disciple? Why is he so weak? Is he embroidering?" Kunlun Shi limply dangled the thread, "It seems that his embroidery is pretty good!"

He Yunqing glared at Kunlun Stone, then turned and moved forward.

Yun Yi's current cultivation has reached the foundation building stage, and He Yunqing has never taught him well, yet he can rise to such a level, which is enough to prove his amazing talent.Kunlun Shi's ridicule made him feel guilty towards Yun Yi in his heart.

The guy who was supposed to be the protagonist and stand out from the crowd, but was mocked wantonly by a broken stone in his hands. Is this really good?

Kunlun Shi naturally didn't know that his proud identity was easily overthrown by He Yunqing's "broken stone". , really annoying.

Yun Yi was practicing the sword formulas that he exchanged in the merit hall. He was practicing very seriously, so he didn't notice He Yunqing's approach. In front of you, the emotion in your eyes is definitely not appreciation.

Yun Yi suddenly felt a little apprehensive.

Withdrawing Yun Yi's sword, He Yunqing handed him his own sword and said in a low voice: "Your sword is too soft, do you know what the sword is used for?"

Before Yun Yi could answer, He Yunqing said directly: "Swords are used to kill people. Although sword cultivators use swords as a medium to seek the Dao, but sword wielders must not forget the essence of the sword, and instead use the sword as a way to improve their resistance. A tool of catastrophe. Since the day the sword was born, it has been used to kill people."

"Therefore, a sword cultivator must be as cold and hard as a sword, as noble as a sword, and would rather bend than bend. Although your sword has your swordsmanship in it, it has lost its strength and is too soft." After finishing speaking, He Yunqing drew the sword out of its sheath and moved slightly. Then he slashed in front of Yun Yi, "My current cultivation is far inferior to yours, but I may not be able to defeat you on the way to swordsmanship."

Yun Yi's eyes widened, showing fanaticism.

Although the strength of He Yunqing's sword is not strong, but the sword's momentum, sword intent and sword spirit are all lacking, and it makes him feel a sense of fear when it is placed in front of him.

His master must have killed many people.

Yun Yi's eyes were bright, he knew from the very beginning that Master was very strong, it was he who brought him out of the Yun family, and he always had kindness towards him.Therefore, when the demon cultivator came to attack that day, Yun Yi hugged the demon cultivator without hesitation, hoping that the master would run away quickly, without any concern for his own danger.

Although He Yunqing's strength is still not able to resist the demon cultivator, and even wants to die with the demon cultivator by exploding his golden core, but in Yun Yi's eyes, this is exactly the integrity of the master.

I would rather die than surrender, rather break than bend.

If He Yunqing heard the psychological activities of her apprentice, she would definitely feel that she had an extra fan.

Even if he didn't hear it, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly when he saw the young disciple's admiring expression.My little disciple, you are the real protagonist of this article!

And his so-called master is just a cannon fodder in the early stage.

Speaking of it, it was He Yunqing who took advantage of Yun Yi.

"Hold the sword." He Yunqing said coldly.

Yun Yi's figure shook, he chased away the chaotic thoughts in his head, and followed He Yunqing to hold the sword in his hand.

"Close your eyes and draw your sword!"

Yun Yi swung his sword, but He Yunqing was still a little dissatisfied. He could see that Yun Yi was trying to imitate his own swordsmanship, but in this matter of cultivation, he had always been groping for himself, and the essence could not be learned by pure imitation.

"Come again, concentrate and calm down, remove the spiritual power, and draw the sword!"

One stroke, two strokes, three strokes... Yun Yi swung his sword more than a hundred times, especially He Yunqing didn't allow him to use spiritual power, so he could only rely on his own physical strength to complete a hundred sword swings. His arms are a little swollen.

However, He Yunqing was still somewhat dissatisfied. He watched Yun Yi's movements and shook his head: "We will go to the Monster Forest to practice in a few days. It's good that you have a high talent, but you haven't experienced real fighting. It's useless to use the sword."

Yun Yi bit his lips, thinking about everything he had suffered in the Yun family, and nodded in agreement.

The author has something to say: the plot of this bug can be advanced.

Yun Yi's eyes were red: Master is so amazing!I'm your fanboy!

So the little boy Yun Yi ran forward on the opposite road to the protagonist of the original book~