Farewell to Fang Zheng.
Zhou Qingyun took Liu Qingyan and flew directly to Qixia Peak with his sword.
People are halfway.
She opened the gorgeous and exquisite square packaging box directly.
It was very tedious, with ribbons one after another... anyway, it made Zhou Qingyun, who was impatient, have veins on his head.
But after opening it.
Even though I have already been mentally prepared.
Zhou Qingyun still couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
Look at the neatly arranged pills inside.
Seven middle-grade Yuan-Repairing Pills, seven middle-grade Yuan-Building Pills, and seven middle-grade Qi-Reviving Pills.
Although there are only twenty-one elixirs... they are all middle-grade elixirs.
As it opened, even Zhou Qingyun felt the essence inside his body move, feeling somewhat comfortable.
Obviously, the medicinal materials used in this elixir are all of the highest quality, and the techniques used are excellent. Although it is a middle-grade medicine, it is also the best among medium-grade medicines.
"If these elixirs were all refined by this kid...he only started working for a year and he has such a talent..."
Zhou Qingyun sighed: "I said before that the future of Shushan will depend on you and the other three, but now it seems that the future of Shushan is destined to be his, Qingyan!"
Liu Qingyan said softly: "Disciple is here."
"You should get closer to him in the future, you know? This person has only been a foundation-building monk for a year, and he has also practiced elixirs to such an extent. His qualifications are astonishing... Hey, let me say, The barrier-breaking pill before was indeed not Blessing Soul, but his normal behavior. From this point of view, even if you want to catch up with him, it may not be that easy!"
Liu Qingyan's eyes flashed with brilliance, and she asked softly: "That senior brother, it only takes one year to get started?!"
Zhou Qingyun nodded.
Liu Qingyan said: "Then Qingyan should ask him more for advice in the future."
"Um."
Zhou Qingyun glanced at Liu Qingyan and wanted to say something...but then remembered the reason why she came to seek refuge with him.
Forget it, even if you have great qualifications, if you don't like it, why bother to pull any red lines?
Whether the two are destined or not depends purely on God's will, not on themselves.
He took out three pills from each of the three types of elixirs in the brocade box and handed them to Liu Qingyan. She said sternly: "Fang Zheng thanked me privately for this, and I should give it to the sisters in the peak. But you are just starting out, so you need these the most." Things...you should keep some for backup."
"Master..."
"Remember, don't tell other disciples."
Zhou Qingyun winked at Liu Qingyan and said with a smile: "As a teacher, I will try my best to keep a bowl of water level. But when you are just starting out, you will make rapid progress. These things will have a greater effect on you, but it won't matter. It’s considered a small stove for you in private.”
"Thank you, Master."
While talking.
The sword light was magnificent, flying straight over the towering mountains and towards Qixia Peak.
At this time, Fang Zheng also took Li Yingqiong and flew towards Jiumai Peak.
Fang Zheng said nothing.
Li Yingqiong has also remained silent.
Until you can see the lush peak of Jiumai Peak in front of you.
Fang Zheng sighed softly.
Fall straight down.
Even though he is now a foundation-building monk, if he faces her... with the flying chalk sword around, let alone whether he can escape, I believe that at least he can stick to a few moves and there will be no problem.
When the time comes, Master can naturally take action to capture it.
Or……
The arm he held in his hand was limp and weak, and it didn't look like he was pretending. It seemed that there was a hidden secret that he didn't know about.
After falling to the ground, Fang Zheng let go of Li Yingqiong's hand and took a few steps back. The white flying swords circled around him, and his attitude towards her was no longer as warm as before.
The name Li Yingqiong can still be said to be a coincidence.
But the Ziying Sword, a family heirloom sword...that's really nonsense.
This can't be as simple as a coincidence.
Think back to the past.
Fang Zheng sighed: "You are really thinking about me, you are afraid that I won't recognize you!"
Li Yingqiong said softly: "I didn't want to come here this time, it was purely forced by others... I naturally want my eldest brother to discover my identity so that this conspiracy cannot succeed, but I can't say it clearly. Fortunately, I was riding with my eldest brother back then. When the eldest brother heard about the name of Shushan Mountain, he once said something like "three talents and two clouds", "Zi Ying Qing Suo", and the younger sister felt that she could not reveal her identity to him on that occasion, so she could only use this name, hoping to attract his attention."
"It's really hard for you to remember my casual prevarication!"
Fang Zheng had a look of longing in his eyes.
That was all a year ago.
At that time, I was weak and became a prisoner of others!
In order to dig a hole in the car with a dagger, he was afraid that the sound would alert Su Heqing.
So at that time, Fang Zheng was just looking for something to talk about, and he told her all kinds of nonsense... Anyway, he just wanted her not to notice his little tricks.
At that time, I heard the name of Shushan Mountain.
Li Xiaoyao, Li Yingqiong... they all talked to her at that time.
But Fang Zheng immediately forgot what he was talking about. If he hadn't heard the name of Ziying Sword, he might have thought that the name Li Yingqiong was just a coincidence!
But first it was Li Yingqiong, and then Ziying Sword!
Besides, the possibility of coincidence... is obviously very slim.
Fang Zheng looked at Li Yingqiong intently and asked: "You are a saint of the Evil Ji Sect, but you disguised yourself and sneaked into the Shushan Sect. But you sneaked in and deliberately left traces to attract my attention. If it weren't for your name, Li Yingqiong, I may not notice you, but you mentioned the Purple Ying Sword again..."
He casually took out a mortal sword.
The letter is broken into pieces.
He sneered and said: "The family heirloom sword is actually such a piece of ordinary iron?! Are you fooling me? You deliberately took me to find this broken sword and told me the name of this sword so that I could know your identity. No? If you have to go out like this, wouldn't it be better to just confess who you are? It's only been a year, so I won't forget your name, right, Su Heqing?!"
Li Yingqiong, or Su Heqing!
A year ago, I was wandering in this plane.
The first monk he met... was also the one who wanted to raise him as a blood slave.
If Yun Zhiqing hadn't come to the rescue, it's impossible to say that he would have been taken back to the Xieji Sect by this woman.
When the time comes, even if you don't die, you will never be as free as you were at Jiumai Peak.
But now.
Not seen for a year.
He has gone from a useless person with difficulty in moving to a foundation-building monk with strength that surpasses that of a martial artist!
Even when facing Su Heqing, although she may not be her opponent, she is not completely powerless to fight back.
At the very least, Fang Zheng was confident to be honest with her here.
If Su Heqing wanted to take action, he would not be able to hide it from Yun Zhiqing, who was currently at Jiumai Peak.
At first, Yun Zhiqing was able to overwhelm her, but now Yun Zhiqing's cultivation level jumps several times a year... Naturally, it is beyond her ability to compete.
Su Heqing sighed quietly: "If I hadn't exposed my flaws so proactively to arouse my brother's suspicion, I'm afraid he would have already taken action against me just after I revealed my identity... Or should I say that Miss Yun? I didn't expect that in just one year In a matter of seconds, her cultivation has doubled... Even if I am not a cripple, I am still far from her opponent."
Fang Zheng frowned and said, "A loser? Are you just pretending?!"
Su Heqing stood there fixedly, but the corners of her eyes suddenly became moist... Tears fell down...
With a puff, she knelt on the ground facing Fang Zheng and said miserably: "Brother, little sister, please save my life!"
