"It's been so long since I last saw you, you seem to have grown taller and stronger." Hua Qing'er arranged the broken hair in front of Qing Ya's forehead, her tone full of concern.
"Don't stand around outside, come in and talk about it later."
"This is our Tianxuan Peak's specialty peach blossom and pine nut candy. It's fragrant, soft, and delicious. And this is tea made from jasmine flowers. Try it."
Hua Qing'er held a plate of snacks and a cup of tea and handed them to Qing Ya.
"Sure enough, there will always be delicious food around Sister Qing'er." Qingya put down the teacup and licked the corner of his mouth.
"If you laugh at me like this again, I will take away the snacks and won't let you eat them." Hua Qing'er curled her lips. Before the other party had time to speak, Hua Qing'er continued to talk, Qingya, let me tell you, just half a month ago, I entered the first level of the Qi training period and officially became a cultivator. Do you think I am special? What a genius. How about you, Qingya, how is your practice going? "The girl's face was filled with pride.
"I'm ashamed to say that I just successfully gathered my energy yesterday and entered the Qi training period. On the day I started, my master promised me that as long as I successfully gather my energy, she would take me to Tianxuan Peak to find you."
"Your master? She's the one who kicked you half to death that day. She has such a bad temper and is so cruel. Has she tortured you every day for the past two months so that you are not human?" It seems that Hua Qing'er is very angry with Liu Bai. The impression of the deer was not good.
"That's not the case. Master, she lives alone all year round and is not good at communicating with others. Master, she is not only highly cultivated, but also has superb cooking skills. She has carefully cultivated me over the past two months and has not hesitated to spend a lot of elixirs to help me practice. I was able to enter the Qi training period within two months, all thanks to Master."
"Don't stop, stop, stop, why are you saying good things about her? If you have a master, you don't want your sister anymore?" Hua Qing'er pouted.
"Master is Master, you are you, it's different." Qing Ya explained weakly.
"Well, I'm relieved that she is careful and responsible for you. As long as you like it, I don't hate it." Hua Qing'er waved her hands, and it seemed that she couldn't change her initial impression for a while.
"By the way, you didn't lose the bird egg you found in the woods halfway up the mountain that day, right? How is it now?"
"This is strange. After I returned to Shaking Light Peak that day, I made a small box, lined it with cotton wool, and put the bird egg in it. I wanted to find a hen to help hatch it. , and in the end not even a bird was found. So I had to keep it in the box. Who would have thought that this bird egg would gradually get bigger day by day, as if it was growing, and now it is almost as big as my head." Qing Yabi scratched his head and answered.
"There are indeed magical things everywhere on Tianyue Mountain. If that's the case, then let's keep them at your place. If they hatch one day, bring them over and let me see what kind of magical animals they are."
The two of them just chatted casually. They hadn't seen each other for several months. Qingya wanted to tell her everything that was in his heart.
The sky gradually darkened, but the rain still continued to patter. There was a knock on the door. Before he knew it, it was getting late, and Liu Bailu came to take him back to Yaoguang Peak.
Holding Liu Bailu's hand, he flew off the ground. Qingya looked back from mid-air. Hua Qing'er was holding an umbrella in the rain, watching herself go away. The sky was high and the rain was dripping, and her face could not be seen clearly. Until the figures on the ground gradually disappeared, Qingya touched the pine nut candy in his arms and turned his head.
"It's just that the two peaks are separated by each other, but you are so distracted. When you successfully build the foundation in the future and learn the method of controlling objects, you can go to Tianxuan at any time. Don't slack off in your cultivation now."
"Yes, Master."
At night, the rain that had been falling all day finally stopped. The snow on Yaoguang Peak melted and washed down with the rain, forming a small river in front of the bamboo house. On the stone table under the eaves, Liu Bailu held a sword box and placed it in front of Qingya.
"Starting from tomorrow, we will officially enter into practice. Our martial arts is mostly focused on sword practice. This 'Wind Catcher' is now given to you for your practice."
In the box is a light green long sword, which is translucent. The sword is about three feet long, slightly shorter than an ordinary sword. It is light in hand and seems to have a faint breeze flowing through it.
"Just as monks are divided into grades, the same is true for the world's weapons. The most common steel in the world is forged from the lowest human-level weapons. And in the smelting, rare materials such as Fiery Rock, Zhaoxing Ore, and Extremely Cold Iron are mixed After obtaining the ore, the weapon can exert corresponding special effects. This is a superior earth-level weapon.
Further up, both the forging materials and the smelting flames are the best heavenly materials and earthly treasures, which are heaven-level weapons. At this point, the weapons can cooperate with the practiced skills. At this time, the weapons are more like It is a magic weapon. As for the higher spiritual weapons, as the name suggests, they already have their own sword spirits and have reached the stage where they can transform into humans. This usually takes the long-term hard work of the sword holder to form the sword spirit. Of course, there are also some weapons that have already produced sword spirits just after they were released.
Up to the spiritual level, it is basically the top quality of weapons in this world. There are very few in this world. As for the legendary divine weapon, the human world has never seen a god-level weapon. The 'Wind Catcher' in your hand is made of an alloy of fine iron and lapis lazuli. Although it is just an ordinary earth-level weapon, it is suitable for practice. If you have the opportunity in the future, I will Then make a sword that is uniquely yours for you. "
When the sword was passed on, Liu Bailu promptly spread the basic knowledge of weapons to Qingya.
"Then, starting from tomorrow, I will train you to be the sharpest sword among Tianyun disciples."
I saw Liu Bailu gently brushing the sword body, and suddenly a strong wind suddenly rose above the wind. The sword body kept trembling and humming, causing Qingya who was holding the sword to have a surge of blood.
The morning bells and evening drums on Tianyue Mountain have been ringing countless times. It rains continuously and I don’t know the end of spring. Once it clears up, I feel the depth of summer. I hold my sword and listen to the leap of the dragon, the crane passes through the front hall, and the copper stove burns old incense. On the Shaking Light Peak, day after day, there are the figures of the goddess and the young man dancing swords.
In the blink of an eye, three years passed quietly, and Qingya had grown into a seventeen-year-old boy.
In the past three years, under Liu Bailu's hard work and his own diligent cultivation, Qingya had broken through the Qi training stage two years ago. Now, Qingya's cultivation has reached the fourth level of the foundation building stage.
During this period, after Qingya's practice made some progress, Liu Bailu would take him to Tianxuan Peak to find Hua Qing'er. At first, Liu Bailu took him flying. After Qingya broke through the second level of the foundation building stage, he was able to master the method of controlling objects, and was finally able to fly to Tianxuan Peak on his own with the help of foreign objects.
On the day of the Beginning of Summer, the young man's spring shirt was thin. Qingya had already taken off his long gown early and put on the narrow-sleeved and lightweight casual clothes. The young man held a sword in the breeze, looking up to the sky and the earth like an orchid or jade tree.
Liu Bailu also changed her long skirt into a lighter half-sleeved skirt. She was still dressed in white, with only a moon-white belt tied around her waist. The sleeves made of light gauze revealed her white lotus arms. At this time, she was sitting by the stove, gently tapping a pot of tea eggs that was bubbling.
The brine, with the fragrance of tea leaves, seeped in along the cracks in the eggshells, and Liu Bailu was concentrating on knocking on this and that, as if he was already intoxicated.
At this time, a sword letter came from the sky, breaking this peaceful moment. Three years have passed, and the competition for new disciples is about to come.
