I'm really a decent cultivator

As long as the senior brother's handsome appearance can be preserved, the cunning branch will maintain the greatest market competitiveness.

After Qing Chen was unearthed, he looked at Du Bishu and said calmly, "It's still too difficult to control Yujian's flight."

Du Bishu replied weakly: "Maybe it's because you fly a little fast..."

In fact, what he wanted to say was not a little fast...

But extremely fast, extremely fast, so fast that you are crazy!

Even if Yujian is the fastest way to fly, you still have to teach the basic law, right?
The front foot is still saying lightly, I tried a little bit, and the whole body of the back foot has disappeared, leaving only a pull line in the air.

You have just learned how to control the sword, and if you don't fall to your death, your body is against the sky, okay?
In fact, the practice of Yujianshu wants to reach the level of Yujian flying.Usually at least a year.Du Bishu was extremely astonished that Qing Chen succeeded in ascending to heaven on the first attempt.

Now it's just a small "flaw" in the landing stage, which is fatal to ordinary cultivators, but to Qingchen, it's just a little bit of dust on his face, which is really normal.

How can one learn to fly without experiencing a few "sword disasters".

Qing Chen asked again: "Then how can I fly slower?"

"Just don't inject so much zhenqi at once." Du Bishu replied.

Qing Chen frowned slightly: "But I only injected half a trace of spiritual power."

At this time.

The woman over there asked directly, "Are you the apprentice of Kongshi?"

Only then did Qing Chen shift his gaze to her, and replied, "You are?"

"I'm here to look for you." The woman nodded and revealed her identity: "My surname is Yang? I'm Guo Xiaobao's mother."

Qing Chen: "??"

Guo Xiaobao?
……

In the huge room.empty.

The boy with a baby face in a toga with long sleeves bent over the ground, folded his hands, rested his head respectfully on the back of his hands, and had a pious demeanor.

The table and stove in the room have been removed, only a large picture scroll is hung on one wall.The pattern on the painting is a vast sea drawn in ink and wash, calm and calm.

But as he bowed his head and waited, the picture suddenly changed!

On the vast sea, dark clouds are gathered by the strong wind, between the dark clouds and the sea...

A tall figure appeared.

There was a splashing sound of water, and the young man smelled the smell of the sea.

pat.

A slightly wet footstep stepped on the wooden floor.

Only then did the young man tighten his body, and said in a voice full of respect: "Welcome to the Lord."

In front of him, a figure dressed as a scribe appeared out of thin air. It looked like he had stepped out of the scroll.

The moonlight in the room was splashed on the ground, and the scholar's face could not be seen clearly for a while, but from the vague and soft outline, it can be seen that his appearance is quite delicate.

"Is the Snow God Order dead?"

The scribe didn't wake up the boy, but went straight to the side of the room, looked out at the wind and snow outside through the window.

"Yes..." The boy's voice trembled.

"Actually, I don't care about his life. There are many people in the world who want to get ahead, so I'll just find another one." Scholar Youyou said.

"But the Xuanbing Jane is lost, it's very serious."

"My lord!" The young man immediately responded with a trembling voice, "This... this is also unpredictable."

"What are you so afraid of?" Scribe suddenly chuckled, "I'm the most reasonable, and it's not your fault. Of course I won't blame you. Get up."

"Yes!" The boy got up.

When I stood up, I realized that my back was already soaked.

He has also seen the contemporary Yudi of the Momen, but he has never been so afraid.It can only be said that the person in front of him is really the most cold-blooded and ruthless person he has ever seen in his life.

"But the Xuanbingjian must be found." The scribe turned around, "You are responsible for this matter, and you will mobilize everyone, including me. As long as there is a definite target, I can do it myself."

The young man quickly nodded, "If the Lord is willing to take action, there will be nothing wrong with it."

"Oh?" The scribe raised his eyebrows, as if he wanted to hear what he had to say.

"Put the Xuanbing Jane on the body of the Snow God Ling. He can use the Xuanbing Immortal Body to cover up the breath of the Xuanbing Jane and avoid the detection of the Prisoner of Xuanwu Town, but it will not have this effect on others. Although the subordinates are not We know where the Xuanbing Jian is, but the Prison Officer of Xuanwu Town will definitely know. As long as we keep an eye on the arrival of the Prison Division of Xuanwu Town in the city, we must have found the whereabouts of the Xuanbing Jian.”

The boy immediately uttered a lot of words.

"Are you sure the Xuanbing Jian is still in Shenluo City?" The scribe thought for a while before asking.

"Sure." The young man wiped his forehead, "My subordinates can figure out that the Xuanbing Jian is in the city, but they can't figure out where it is... It may be that the owner's cultivation is higher than that of his subordinates, so he can't lock it."

"Okay, I believe you." The scribe smiled slightly, "We also paid a lot of money to steal the Xuanbing slip from the Prisoner of Xuanwu Town. If it is lost, it is absolutely unacceptable to me."

"Your subordinates must go all out." The boy nodded again.

"Also, the deal with the Beiming Sect should be over tonight, right? Give them the baby Thunder Dragon and tell them to get out of here. I don't want to deal with these lunatics anymore."

"Yes." The boy replied, "Everything is ready at the Luoshen Pavilion."

……

In the front hall.

Qingchen sat cross-legged on the futon.

Madam Yang on the opposite side also had sharp eyes, looking around at every plant and tree in the sub-view.

Du Bishu sat beside him.

She asked Qing Chen: "Your child looks pretty good, how could there be such an old and ugly junior?"

Du Bishu got up silently and left, squatting at the gate to let the wind go.

Situ Wan'er came to serve tea.

On the way, when Wang Dacai came back from the outside, she stared at her, and suddenly felt cold all over.

Mrs. Yang immediately asked: "Why does the sect allow such dubious people to walk around casually?"

Wang Dacai slipped away with his tail between his legs.

Qing Chen was amazed at her accuracy in judging people, but had no choice but to answer: "He is my friend, he just lives here temporarily."

Mrs. Yang looked at Qingchen and shook her head, "You actually make friends with this kind of person, then it seems that you are not a good person... I have to reconsider my evaluation of you."

"..." Qing Chen wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Mrs. Yang, why don't you talk about... Xiaobao first?"

When the woman in front of him mentioned Gangshi, he had already guessed a little bit, but even though he thought so, but thinking about the coffin face of Gangshi, he felt that he was a serious person.

But, unexpectedly, the basket stone is actually the kind of person he imagined.

This matter was still learned from Situ Wan'er.

The one in front of her, according to Situ Wan'er's description, was someone who almost became her teacher's wife.It's just that, among the two suitors, she finally chose the friend surnamed Guo from Kuangshi.

This also directly led to the disintegration of Gangshi and that close friend.

Kuangshi didn't explain the emotional entanglement back then very clearly.

It is probably because they came out of the mountain to carry some important mission related to the rise and fall of the mainland of China, and that friend quit after he had a family, and Kuangshi took all the responsibility alone...

This kind of epic storyline.