Heartthrob, he's always crashing

Blazing lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the courtyard as if it were daytime, and then a thunderstorm exploded from far to near the sky, and rain fell profusely.

The two of them were immediately covered with dampness, the cold wind whizzed past, and Wusi danced wildly.

"What did you say?" Chu Qinghan pierced Shen Yanjun's uncertain thoughts, and he didn't dare to reveal it at all.

A pair of clear and penetrating eyes looked at each other innocently. The white clothes looked particularly bright in the dark night. I don't know if this yard has bad feng shui. He couldn't remember how many times he stood here with Chu Qinghan in the past five years. confronted.

The young man tried to put away his sword with his backhand, but Chu Qinghan, who was standing opposite, called out his own sword, raised his eyebrows, and charged over with the sword.

Shen Yanjun hurriedly raised his sword and forcibly accepted the opponent's attack.

As soon as he started to use it, he felt a huge force spread directly from the point of contact to the young man's whole body, which made his mouth tingle. Shen Yanjun was secretly startled. This was the first time he had fought against Chu Qinghan since he cultivated immortality.

Shen Yanjun is an existence like a genius among his age, but he is low-key, never shows his strength easily, and never treats others with condescension. Over time, almost no one in the sect pushes him to the position of a genius, but It was to treat him as an ordinary monk like himself.

But he is still not the existence of ordinary people. Just like Zhu Tuo thought at the time, there are only a handful of people who have reached such a cultivation level at this age.

However, the young man has been staring at Chu Qinghan to cultivate, in comparison, he doesn't think he is very powerful.

This time it was just a pick up, and Shen Yanjun had already shown a slight decline, not only in terms of cultivation, but more in terms of psychology.

As the person involved, Chu Qinghan knew most of his current situation. The young man frowned, his wet hair pressed against his cheeks, revealing a pair of cold eyes with murderous intent. The opponent is desperate.

The blade was sharp, and the raindrops fell on it, and it was cut in half immediately.

After receiving a few tricks, Shen Yanjun was forced to step back step by step, extremely aggrieved, his anger grew from his heart to his guts, and he didn't care whether the protagonist was the protagonist or not, whether he could beat him or not, anyway, he couldn't stand this Wronged.

He took out all the sword skills he had learned day and night in the past few years. The two of them neither used their natal magic weapon nor spiritual power, but relied solely on the sword, their own sword skills and physical strength to fight.

The sound of rain accompanied by the sound of two swords colliding lasted all night.

The sky was bright, the rain stopped, the air was filled with the smell of damp soil, the yard was in a mess, more than half of the tea shed was cut off, the other half was still standing strong, and there were a few deep sword marks on the ground, a blue The white figures kept colliding with each other, and every time they intersected, what was released was a powerful destructive force.

Fang Qushui and Meng Ziyi lived on the top of the two mountains. The entanglement of sword energy at the foot of the mountain disturbed the two of them early on. They thought they were expatriates, but when they looked over, they couldn't see anything.

There are boundaries.

It was probably the two children who lived at the junction of the two mountains who were fighting.

Fang Qushui stood on the sword, held his stomach and looked at the place where the sword energy erupted. After looking at it for a long time, he frowned slightly, "Who is this apprentice fighting with?"

Does Lu Shanmen have someone more talented than his apprentice?

The man patted his stomach, and two characters came to mind, one was Dou Chiling with a single fire spirit root, and the other was Chu Qinghan with a mutated thunder spirit root. At the Linggen Conference, they stole the limelight.

Moreover, they have all gone to the secret realm of the Muqi Cave, and they may all sign a contract with the Scarlet Bead Sword.

However, the fire spirit root's xinxing should not reach the current level...

The sword energy at the foot of the mountain became stronger again, and Shen Yanjun retreated steadily.

A trace of surprise flashed across Fang Qushui's eyes. Looking at it now, neither of those two people could reach such a level.

Meng Ziyi saw Yu Jianfei next door to Fangqushui on the top of the mountain at a glance. He lowered his eyes and scanned the place where the movement happened. After confirming that it was not someone from an expatriate, he turned and walked back to his room.

……

Shen Yanjun and Chu Qinghan exerted their last strength and delivered the final blow.

"Boom—" The house behind the former collapsed.

The sword in Shen Yanjun's hand was blown away, and he spun around and plunged into the soil beside him. His legs gave way, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden, covered in mud and water, quite embarrassed.

The boy turned his head and looked at his collapsed house, pursed his lips, his eyes were red.

Chu Qinghan clenched his sword tightly, his beautiful face was three points pale, his thin lips were tightly pursed, a bead of sweat or rain slipped from his temples and from his chin, his chest was heaving up and down, obviously very tired .

Ever since he can remember, his parents have taught him his own swordsmanship. It has been ten years at least, and Shen Yanjun has only learned swordsmanship for five years, so he was able to push him to such a situation. I have never had such a hearty fight with someone.

The young man raised his sword and landed on Shen Yanjun's neck, and said coldly: "You can't kill me."

Shen Yanjun didn't pay attention to the sword at all, stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, his mouth shrunk, and he broke the pot and said, "I can't kill you, so what? The house is all collapsed, where will I live in the future?"

Chu Qinghan tilted his head slightly and looked at the young man sitting on the ground paralyzed. The neat white clothes facing him were half stained with mud and sticking to his body after being drenched. There were spots of mud, the corners of his eyes were red, his thick eyelashes were drooping, and his whole face, even with his wrinkled nose, was proclaiming his current dissatisfaction.

"What are you crying for?"

Shen Yanjun was so angry, he was angry that Chu Qinghan would beat him up if he didn't let him explain, and he was even more angry that he couldn't beat him.

What kind of bullshit protagonist, he only bullies people!

"I didn't cry!" He opened his eyes wide and raised his head to let Chu Qinghan see clearly. Unexpectedly, when the young man raised his face to look over, the other party was smiling.

For a person who has always been as cold as thousands of years, it is almost difficult to find any expression on the other person's face. Even if there is, it is mostly disgusted and dissatisfied. It can be called a smile. In the superposition of the memories of the two Shen Yanjun, this is the first time.

The smile was very shallow, but the brows and eyes were looser than before, and the aura was not as cold as usual. The rising sun just happened to shine over, weakening most of the sharpness of the whole face, and a pair of pitch-black eyes It was dyed with a touch of golden yellow, as if falling into the sun and turning into a pool of autumn water. When I saw it, I couldn't help but indulge in it.

When Chu Qinghan didn't smile, the occasional look in his eyes was already amazing, but when he smiled at this time, it could be described as thrilling, as if he was a heavenly being.

Shen Yanjun hurriedly lowered his head, pinched the bridge of his nose, and said in his heart: "Form is emptiness, emptiness is form, you should be angry, you still have to be angry." '

"How do you pay for my house? Anyway, I didn't kill you. This time it doesn't count." The boy simply sat on the ground and couldn't get up. He was also extremely tired, and his hands and legs hidden in his clothes were trembling uncontrollably. , hardly had the strength to support him to stand up.

Chu Qinghan applied a body purification technique to himself, took out a bottle of pills from the Najie, poured out two pills and handed him one, "Stop thinking about killing me, otherwise I can only kill you. "

Shen Yanjun still wanted to refute, but the other party had already stopped laughing, his eyes were deep, peaceful and vast like the seabed without a gleam of light, blocking his words in his throat.

Chu Qinghan knew about Chizhu Sword and Fanshuang Sword.

He knew it from the beginning, so when he chose that path, Shen Yanjun wanted to walk with him, and he did not refuse. With the other party's talent, it is impossible not to be tempted by the two swords.

Shen Yanjun looked at the pill that the other party put in front of him, and changed the subject, "What is this?"

"To replenish physical strength."

"Oh." He couldn't raise his hand now, and he didn't want to show it out of face. The young man's brain twitched, and he opened his mouth and swallowed the elixir with his finger half in his mouth.

Chu Qinghan felt the softness and moistness of his fingertips, and his whole body froze. After a pause, he slowly retracted his hands and curled up slightly.

Seeing that Shen Yanjun took the medicine without a doubt, his thoughts moved slightly, and he changed his words: "You stay in my room for the time being."

"Ah?" Shen Yanjun was almost choked. After the elixir entered his body, the feeling of weakness in his body was recovering rapidly. After fighting all night, his cultivation base, which had been silent for the past two days, actually increased. Traces of the breakthrough.

"The house can't be rebuilt in a short time." Chu Qinghan put away his sword and spoke frankly, "Before that, you must have a place to live."

Suddenly being so kind to people, there must be a demon if things go wrong.

Shen Yanjun regained most of his strength, he got up from the ground, also performed a cleansing technique on himself, walked slowly to the side and retracted his sword that had been broken several times, "If I live in your room, you Where do you live?"

"What do you think?" Chu Qinghan looked at Shen Yanjun like a fool.

The boy's eyes were wide open, his face was quietly stained with a thin layer of red, hesitantly said: "Together...to live together?"

"Well," Chu Qinghan glanced at the time, took another Bigu Pill, and took out the jade token, "Let's go first."

As soon as the voice fell, the person had disappeared.

Shen Yanjun glanced at his own house that had been knocked down, and then at the other party's intact house, feeling depressed.

Did this person do it on purpose?

"System, do you have the function of building a house with one click?" Letting him live with Chu Qinghan, wouldn't it be like a tiger's mouth.

The two of them were still fighting with murderous intentions at the last moment, and they are going to sleep together later, which is a bit too exciting.

[Yes, but the host points are insufficient]

"How many points do you need?"

[500 points, no credit] The system added a sentence very experienced.

"500??? I completed a mission, and the extra is only 20..." Shen Yanjun gave up. He looked at his house, thankful that he had the habit of carrying things with him, except that his home was gone, the rest was nothing special Big loss.

The boy grabbed a handful of soil from one side, sprinkled it on it, joined hands and bowed, "I will be back as soon as possible."

After speaking, he wiped his hands, took out a bigu pill and ate it.

Ruan Su asked him to rest for a day, so he didn't have to go to Menglimen this morning. Fortunately, Chu Qinghan had a conscience and didn't cut his clothes, otherwise he would have no clothes to wear.

Holding the jade tablet, Shen Yanjun went straight to Jiuquan Gate.

Fang Qushui didn't go back to his room, and when Shen Yanjun came back, he dragged him to the corner, "Are you all right?"

Shen Yanjun blinked, "It's okay, Master saw it?"

"It's blocked by a barrier, so you can't see people clearly, but only you and that disciple of the Lushan Sect live there, and the sword aura is not covered by the barrier," Fang Qushui explained carefully, " Be careful next time, Meng Ziyi next door has also seen it, so remember not to be bombarded by him."

"Well, good." Shen Yanjun nodded and wrote it down.

Afterwards, he went to the training ground and began to practice as usual. This time he had a fight with Chu Qinghan. Although he lost, it gave him a lot of experience.

This practice lasted a whole day without eating or drinking. When the practice was about to end in the afternoon, Shen Yanjun's back spine suddenly went numb, and a feeling of boredom rushed to the top of the sky, and he was about to break through.

The young man hurriedly sat on the floor with his hands on his knees. Du Qiaoqi, who was practicing next to him, saw his posture and hurried to call Fang Qushui over.

After the bigu period, if you go up again, you have to experience the thunder disaster. However, there is only one thunder disaster in the bigu period, and the success rate accounts for [-]%. If the remaining [-]% fail, you can practice for another year and break through again.

Soon, a small dark cloud gathered on the top of Jiuquanmen Mountain, Fang Qushui rushed over quickly, and prepared to protect the dharma in advance before the thunder disaster fell.

The vision that appeared on the Jiuquanmen mountain peak attracted the attention of other sects. The first ones to notice were the disciples of Lushanmen who were closest. They all stopped their movements and looked towards the area where the dark clouds gathered.

"Someone is about to cross the catastrophe. Hasn't Jiuquan Sect always had only one class of disciples? Someone broke through the bigu stage so soon?"

You must know that most of them in this class have not even reached the fasting period.

One of the disciples shook his head and said in a lonely voice, "There is a huge difference between people."

"Who do you think will cross the lightning calamity?"

"That's needless to say? It must be Master Du...Du Qiao has been enlightened! Isn't he a single golden spirit root? And last time the head of the sect specially praised him."

"How is it possible? The last time I saw his cultivation base, he had just entered the bigu stage, so he will reach the consecration stage so soon?" Senior brother Yilu Shanmen shook his head, looked at his brothers and sisters, and showed a hint of You think too simple look.

"Who else is there?"

"Shen Yanjun."

"..." As soon as the three words fell, everyone froze for a moment, and the first reaction was that it was impossible.

They have never seen Shen Yanjun display his ability, and occasionally when fertilizing the spiritual fruit in the mountains, and apart from his outstanding face, other parts of him give people a general and non-threatening feeling .

The brother took a breath and sighed: "No way? Didn't you look at Shen Yanjun's spiritual root that was judged to still have spiritual power? You don't know what his talent is? You really don't think that a person with such a talent will Same as you?"

"What's so interesting about the little bigu period thunder robbery?" Zhou Xicheng sneered. Ever since he was robbed of the first place by Shen Yanjun in the last trial meeting, he has been resentful towards this person. Unfortunately, Shen Yanjun didn't like to go out. Secondly, with several sect masters protecting him, he could only seize the usual opportunity of hurting others and say a few words.

"In total, there is only one lightning tribulation, five for the consecration period, and ten for the Nascent Soul, what is he?"

After hearing Zhou Xicheng's words, Menglimen's disciples more or less believed it, and it was true. Compared with the subsequent thunder disaster, the bigu period was really nothing.

Chu Qinghan, who was meditating not far away, opened his eyes, and glanced coldly at Zhou Xicheng, who was standing in front of the crowd with a proud face. His voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears accurately, "But I heard that Senior Brother Zhou It took three breakthroughs to survive the bigu period thunder disaster."

As soon as the young man finished speaking, Zhou Xicheng's face turned green. He wanted to teach Chu Qinghan a lesson, but in the last competition, Chu Qinghan finally won him with the top three results in the overall ranking. After signing the contract, he can't move now. this person.

The swords on Lushanmen's side were tense, but Menglimen's side was much more gentle.

Ruan Su, the master of the Mengli Sect, saw who was crossing the catastrophe from a long distance away, waved his hand, and said, "Apprentices, I won't be refining Du Xuedan today, you will refine the spirit pill for me."

"Yes!"

After breaking the gates, Dong Moxiu glanced at the top of the Jiuquan Gate, turned around with a hammer in his hand and returned to his position, exercising even harder.

Soon, the dark clouds in the sky gathered, and the lightning shuttled through the clouds, ready to land at any time.

The other disciples on the training ground were all driven to a safe area ten meters away by Fang Qushui, and he stood guard beside Shen Yanjun alone.

Everyone is waiting for the thunder disaster to come.

As a result, when it was completely dark, the thunder disaster still did not come down. Some disciples who couldn't wait had already gone home with their jade cards, and some of them stayed where they were and watched unwillingly.

When the dark cloud almost merged with the surrounding clouds, it finally moved.

I saw that the dark cloud began to expand rapidly, and a ball of lightning condensed at the bottom. "Boom—" a silver dragon hugged by two people descended from the sky, illuminating the entire Jiuquanmen Mountain.

"So thick?!" Fang Qushui was taken aback when he saw the falling thunder calamity. The originally budgeted output of spiritual power was not enough, and it was too late to prepare. He could only mentally prepare Shen Yanjun in advance, "This time It might be hard, but you have to get through it."

Shen Yanjun glanced at Lei Jie, and asked the system in his heart, "Is this pain or the marrow washing pain from before?"

[Nature is marrow washing]

Shen Yanjun nodded, and gave a thumbs up to Fang Qushui who was beside him with a serious face.

Thunder Tribulation is used to hone the monk's will, reshape the body and bones, so that the monk's body can withstand more spiritual power in the future.

As for Shen Yanjun himself, after undergoing a systematic cleansing of his marrow, his entire body has almost reached the highest standard, so after the single-body thunder calamity that lasted for a whole stick of incense passed, nothing happened to the boy, which is just a pity All the clothes were torn off.

If Fang Qushui was a little slower in stuffing him with clothes, he would run naked in public.

Lushan Gate is the closest to Jiuquan Gate, but for the people present, there are only a few white dots when they look past it.

However, this does not affect this group of people watching people cross the thunder disaster.

Shen Yanjun's back was facing them. After the thunder disaster ended, a large smooth and white back was exposed. There was no trace of fat around his waist. The two thin shoulder blades were slightly protruding, and the back of his neck was fragile and pinkish. It feels like a little pinch is a seal.

These scenes are still just a small spot in the eyes of those onlookers.

"Senior brother, what's the matter with you?" Dou Chiling looked at Chu Qinghan whose breath was a little confused, thinking that the other party's mind was shaken because Shen Yanjun entered the consecration period earlier than him, so he quickly comforted him: "It's only temporary, senior brother Will catch up soon."

Chu Qinghan stretched out his hand to lightly cover his mouth. When he closed his eyes, a golden light flashed across his eyes. He whispered "Mmm" and took out the jade token, "I'm going back."

It happened that a gust of wind blew over, and the tips of Chu Qinghan's ears protruded from his hair, extremely red.

The author has something to say: Shen Yanjun (with arms akimbo): "I didn't expect you to be so innocent."

Chu Qinghan: She became angry from embarrassment and carried her to the bed (not

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V! There is another chapter in the evening!

There are 20 red envelopes for each~

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感谢在2020-05-2722:04:36~2020-05-2917:29:31期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 winter melon;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of prolonging the year and prospering the autumn;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!