For the teacher to cross you to become an immortal [Transmigration Book]

Yun said with a confident smile: "I don't need you to be an ox or a horse, as long as you don't compete with me for chopping firewood."

45, fiasco

Yu Qiu gathered all the zhenqi in his body and put it on his arm, but he couldn't do anything about Liu Qingyun's two fingers, and was so restrained that he couldn't move an inch.

Although there were big beads of sweat on his forehead, Yu Qiu was still dissatisfied. Holding Zhuyue in one hand, he rose into the sky and kicked Liu Qingyun with his legs.

Liu Qingyun took a step back, just leaned back, and easily dodged his attack.

"Why didn't you show your sword?!" Liu Qingyun's casual attitude made Yu Qiu even more annoyed. He thought that several extremely swift attacks did not give him an upper hand, and Yu Qiu began to feel a little anxious.

"I'm afraid that Ji Yun will hurt you." Liu Qingyun said truthfully.

He hasn't gone down the mountain for three years, and he hasn't used Ji Yun for three years. Ji Yun, who was trapped by Liu Qingyun's magic, is now like a trapped animal. Once he is released, it will be unlucky for not only the opponent, but also Liu Qingyun himself is a little afraid of its temper.

"If you still regard me as your opponent, please use your sword." Yu Qiu wiped the sweat from his forehead and moved his wrist a few times, as if the moves he had just done with Liu Qingyun were just a warm-up. And now, he's coming for real.

Liu Qingyun shook his head.

Yu Qiu was furious, roared, raised his sword and attacked Liu Qingyun again.

Different from the direct attack just now, this time Yu Qiu changed his tactics and circled around Liu Qingyun to test.

His figure quickly formed a wall, surrounding Liu Qingyun.

Liu Qingyun stood still and looked around, only feeling a little dazzled.After a while, he felt a few hands that seemed to be turned into frost hitting him.

The strength is not heavy, but there is a bone-piercing chill that makes Liu Qingyun get goosebumps.

As the saying goes, experts watch the way, and laymen watch the excitement.Those disciples who were with Yu Qiu saw that he made such a big battle and trapped Liu Qingyun so hard that he couldn't move, they all applauded and applauded.

"What kind of talent is it? It seems that it really has no name. It's not as powerful as our brother Yu's one finger!" Someone mocked.

"Yeah, the head is really blind." Another person echoed.

……

Those people were chattering and celebrating the victory that seemed to be coming, Liu Qingyun only felt noisy when he heard it, it would be better to end this matter as soon as possible, so as not to waste time to cut firewood.

He casually pulled out a wooden stick from his back. The wooden stick was no longer as long as a human forearm, as thick as a finger, and there was a branch at the top.

Liu Qingyun settled down and felt the wind blowing around her with her heart.

He knew that Yu Qiu wanted to break through the defense he had built little by little, find the weak point, and hit it with another blow.

Since he thought so, Liu Qingyun deliberately gave him a weakness to lure him to attack.

Yu Qiu, who thought his plan had succeeded, seized the opportunity and cut out the moon in the invisible phantom.

Liu Qingyun poured his spiritual power into the wooden stick, and with his backhand, he placed Zhuyue on the branch at the top of the wooden stick.

Yu Qiu exerted more strength, and suddenly, a piece of ice flakes from his body like a huge wave came from behind him and slammed towards Liu Qingyun.

The small wooden stick was frozen by the cold air, and Liu Qingyun re-injected spiritual power, unexpectedly, it was also frozen into a dead wood.

Seeing that it was about to be engulfed by the ice flower, and the small wooden stick didn't use any force, it only made a clicking sound, it seemed that it couldn't hold it for long.

Yu Qiu saw that Liu Qingyun was at the end of his crossbow, and he exerted more strength in his hand, and the small wooden stick was split into pieces in an instant, joint by joint, into ice slags.

As the small wooden sticks died bit by bit, they got closer and closer to Liu Qingyun month by month, and the ice flowers that came from behind Yu Qiu had already hit Liu Qingyun.

Liu Qingyun's defeat seems to have become a fact, not only those who watched the show from the outside were laughing and celebrating, but Yu Qiu himself was also bound to win, thinking that Liu Qingyun was powerless.

However, no one expected that a blue light suddenly flashed, causing them to blink their eyes, and when they opened their eyes again, they saw flying snow all over the sky, followed by a bang, and Yu Qiufei flew out ten steps away and hit the ground .

But Liu Qingyun, who was supposed to be knocked to the ground, stood still, the only difference was that he had an extra sword in his hand.

The sword seemed to come from the misty clouds, with a silver blade and a white handle, without a trace of dust, so clean that it didn't look like it should be held by someone.

This sword was Ji Yun who had been neglected by Liu Qingyun for three years. Liu Qingyun didn't want to destroy its tranquility, but the person in front of him was really difficult to deal with, so Liu Qingyun had to fight quickly.

The summoned Ji Yun beat the enemy with one move, and the moment he collided with Zhuyue, he ejected the master and servant.

"Good sword." Yu Qiu slowly got up from the ground and said while clutching his chest that was hurting from the pounding.

"Don't brag about it, it's easy to be proud." Liu Qingyun glanced at Ji Yun with the same gaze of looking at his own incompetent child.

Ji Yun, who had just made one move, obviously didn't want to finish it, and he still wanted to attack in Liu Qingyun's hands.

Liu Qingyun grasped it forcefully, and the two people who had just fought side by side immediately had internal strife.

Outsiders saw that Liu Qingyun's hand holding the sword was shaking all the time, and they thought it was the blow Liu Qingyun and Yu Qiu had just struck that was shocked.

As everyone knows, Liu Qingyun is saving Yuqiu's life.

"How about it, should I go now?" Liu Qingyun said while holding Jiyun's hand behind his back.

"I haven't lost yet." Yu Qiu's hair was disheveled, and his body was covered in frost. He was really embarrassed, but he didn't care.

"I don't want to hurt you." Liu Qingyun said seriously.

"It's your ability to hurt me, but you haven't hurt me yet, which means you don't have much ability." Yu Qiu said with firm eyes and raised the corners of his mouth with a smile.

Liu Qingyun looked at him, and suddenly saw Jiang Tiange's shadow on him.

That unfilial man hadn't come back to see him for three years, Liu Qingyun looked at Yu Qiu in front of him, and suddenly felt a little missing for Jiang Tiange.

Liu Qingyun was in a daze, and Yu Qiu had already attacked in front of him. If it wasn't for the shadow of Zhuyue's sword that flashed Liu Qingyun's eyes, Liu Qingyun might really be hurt by him in the next second.

Yu Qiu didn't expect that the Yueyue Jianguang, which had always been able to stab the opponent blindfolded, not only failed in Liu Qingyun's case, but also served as a reminder to the opponent.

He thought about a move, and Liu Qingyun accompanied him. He took Ji Yun to accept the move, but he didn't use his full strength, just blocking Yu Qiu from hurting himself.

Three years later, in the eyes of outsiders, Liu Qingyun was just eating and waiting to die every day, even chopping firewood was extremely shameless.

As everyone knows, the speed at which his spells and spiritual power increase is beyond the reach of those brothers who practice diligently every day.

He accumulated spiritual energy in the green mountains, and studied how to improve his state while chopping firewood. Of course, these were not intentional, but sometimes his mind suddenly seemed to be enlightened by something, and then he woke up.

Fortunately, he kept a low profile. If he talked about his experience of cultivating immortals to others, he would be able to piss off those senior brothers who have grown up through sweat.

"Are you teasing me?" Yu Qiu noticed the looseness on Liu Qingyun's face.

"I don't have the time to tease you." After finishing speaking, Liu Qingyun waved his left hand, Yu Qiu was caught off guard, and was beaten ten steps away by him.

"Farewell." Liu Qingyun removed Ji Yun, who had just seen the sun for a while, from his hands, picked up a few sticks of firewood that fell during the fight, and wanted to leave without blushing or panting.

"Stop!" Yu Qiu covered his belly with one hand, supported Zhuyue with the other hand, and slowly walked towards Liu Qingyun, dragging his steps.

Liu Qingyun looked at him unexpectedly, and sighed: "You really resemble him."

"I'm fine, keep fighting." Yu Qiu gritted his teeth.

Liu Qingyun asked: "Why are you so obsessed with winning or losing?"

"I...I just refuse to accept..." Yu Qiu raised his sword and pointed at Liu Qingyun as he spoke.

Liu Qingyun looked at Yu Qiu's stubborn look, and suddenly felt a sense of awe in his heart, the last way to respect his opponent was to show his true strength to compete with him.

Maybe my casual attitude would make the other party misunderstand that I have contempt for him. After Liu Qingyun figured it out, he decided to go all out to make Yu Qiu lose with dignity.

Therefore, in just one move, Yu Qiu flew more than twenty steps away this time.

"Are you okay?" Liu Qingyun flew over to help Yuqiu up.

Yu Qiu lay on the ground, motionless as if out of breath, when Liu Qingyun came to help him, he pushed Liu Qingyun with his hands.

"I'm sorry, but I made a mistake." Liu Qingyun said.

"Everyone is beaten up like this, why are you still crying like a mouse and pretending to be merciful?" Several people ran over and helped Yu Qiu up, and one of them stood in front of Yu Qiu and said angrily to Liu Qingyun.

"I said I wouldn't fight him. He is determined to do so. What can I do?" Liu Qingyun said helplessly.

Yu Qiu's face was bruised and purple, and after putting on a gentle face, it was so swollen that even his mother could not recognize it.

It was almost a crushing failure. Yu Qiu, who was full of confidence at first, is now like a drowned chicken, unable to even raise his head in front of Liu Qingyun.

He didn't look at Liu Qingyun, but just touched his sword all over the ground with half-opened swollen eyes.

Zhuyue was falling at Liu Qingyun's feet, he picked up the sword and returned it to Yu Qiu with both hands.

"I admire your magnanimity very much. Although you lost this time, I really can't win. After all, I have practiced much more than you. If you practice for a few more years, you must be able to surpass me." Liu Qingyun comforted her.

Yu Qiu didn't have the courage to take the sword from Liu Qingyun's hand, so he froze.

The person who supported him took the sword, "Of course, our brother Yu is more self-motivated than anyone else."

Liu Qingyun smiled in agreement, "I will fight you next time."

After finishing speaking, Liu Qingyun turned to leave, and after walking a few steps, he suddenly heard Yu Qiu's sobbing voice from behind: "It's useless...