Qingwu City is still prosperous and bustling with people.
Qin Yang carried Su Yuan on his back and Nian Nian hung in his left ear as a pendant. They walked side by side on the street.
The crowd was swarming, and Ji Changyue walked quickly without stopping for the scenery on both sides.
"elder sister!"
Ji Changan stood at the entrance of the alley and saw Ji Changyue waving desperately.
After not seeing each other for several months, Ji Changyue felt as if several years had passed since she saw him.
He had grown taller again and was already much taller than Ji Changyue. When he got closer, Ji Changyue had to look up to see his face.
He hugged Ji Changyue happily, "Sister, you are finally back."
Ji Changyue broke away from his arms and said, "I will only be away for a few months."
It's right to miss her, but is this too much?
Ji Changan led Ji Changyue and Qin Yang toward the courtyard, "By the way, sister, Brother Yunyan is gone."
Ji Changyue was stunned, "Where have you gone?"
In Tongxin Jade, Ji Changan did not elaborate. When Ji Changyue asked, he said, "Brother Yunyan said he was going to a place that was very dangerous and wouldn't let me tell you."
Ji Changan didn't know where exactly he was going.
Since Yun Yan wanted to leave, he naturally had his own ideas. Ji Changyue followed Ji Changan into the courtyard without asking any questions.
Looking at the obviously empty courtyard, Ji Changyue said, "Have you been here alone recently?"
"No." Ji Changan shook his head, "Brother Yunyan and the others haven't left for long. I spent half the time practicing, and the other half went out to team up with the monks outside and do some simple tasks nearby."
He raised his hand, and purple-black thunder and lightning crackled, much more solid than before. It seemed that he had been practicing hard recently.
Qin Yang watched from the side and suddenly said, "How is your swordsmanship going?"
What Ji Changan practiced was the Xuanjie sword technique that Ji Changyue had taken out from Jiujing Pavilion before, which was suitable for the use of Lei Linggen.
Ji Changan also takes time to practice swordplay every day. He is very confident at this time, "I feel pretty good."
With more experience, the timidity in his body has long since disappeared. Now he has handsome features, smiles in his eyes, and a tall figure, not inferior to those of the sect disciples.
Qin Yang raised his eyebrows, and a long sword made of ice and snow appeared in his empty hand, soaked with cold air.
"Come on, give it a try."
Ji Changan's eyes lit up and he immediately drew his sword.
Being able to get the guidance of a sword cultivator like Qin Yang, not to mention advancing thousands of miles with each passing day, to be able to benefit even a little bit from it is a big blessing.
Qin Yang did not use his spiritual power and almost only held a sword.
Ji Changan holds the sword in one hand, his eyes bright, eager to try.
Ji Changyue found a place to sit down, holding up her face as she watched Ji Changan being suppressed and beaten one-sidedly.
Although his sword was stylish, it was too slow. Even Ji Changyue could tell what his next move was going to be.
There were flashes of swords and swords in the courtyard. Ji Changan's face was red, his clothes were soaked with sweat, and his hair was messed up. He almost lost strength, but he still raised his tough arms and swung away with each move.
Qin Yang deliberately controlled the speed, just within Ji Changan's reach, and the sword edge crossed again and again, touching the ice sword.
Following his guidance, Ji Changan's speed became faster and faster, the surrounding spiritual energy began to surge, and the spirit gathering array moved rapidly.
Ji Changyue looked at the sky and then at Ji Changan, then took out a pile of spiritual stones and placed them on the table.
Then, she stared at the spirit stone turning white inch by inch until it turned into stingy powder.
By the time the surge of spiritual energy ended, the moon was already at its peak.
Ji Changan excitedly ran to Ji Changyue, "Sister, I've made a breakthrough again!"
After nine levels of Qi training, there is only one step left to build the foundation.
The ice sword has disappeared. Compared with Ji Changan's body covered with sweat, Qin Yang is as clean and refreshed as before, without any discomfort on his body.
He walked over, saw Ji Changyue's surprised look, and said, "His sword is indeed very skilled and powerful, but it is lacking in speed."
Speed can make up for it. As the speed increases, the breath of the sword merges with the spiritual power. At the extreme, the spiritual power explodes, opening up the blocked feeling in the body, and breaking through is very simple.
Let Ji Changan clean up. In order to celebrate Ji Changan's breakthrough, Ji Changyue took the two of them out and went to Yuchun Tower for dinner.
As the largest restaurant in Qingwu City, Yuchun Tower is still as noisy as during the day even in the middle of the night.
The aroma of wine spread, and Ji Changan, who was standing at the door, sniffed it and his eyes lit up, "It's Yuchun Tower's Thousand Cups of Drunkenness."
The next moment, his ears were twisted up, "Did you drink secretly?"
"No, sister." Ji Changan shook his head quickly, "I just saw my teammates drinking when I went out to do a mission."
The spiritual wine in the world of cultivation is different from that in the mortal world. It can restore spiritual power and refresh the mind, but it is also wine and you will get drunk if you drink too much.
Ji Changyue doesn't mind Ji Changan drinking, but is afraid that he will become addicted.
Seeing this, she let go of her hand and said, "It's okay to drink a little, but don't drink too much."
Ji Changan naturally nodded repeatedly, "Don't worry, sister, I have a sense of discretion."
If he wants to live as an uncle and aunt in the village, he will be cautious in everything, and he doesn't want his sister to worry about him anymore.
The waiter from Yuchun Tower quickly came to greet him, "Are you three sitting in the lobby or in a private room?"
The private rooms were so boring that Ji Changyue chose the lobby without hesitation, just in time to hear what was happening in the outside world recently.
The wine was in full swing, and many monks were chatting in the hall.
Ji Changyue chose a seat in the corner. The three of them sat down and listened to one person dancing.
"Do you know that underneath the Xu family's ancestral ground, there are so many bones, including those of monks and monsters, that you can't even count them?"
"And those puppets are all in the foundation-building golden elixir stage. If it weren't for several sects' transformation gods and Yuanying monks, the entire city near the Xu family's ancestral land would have been killed by the puppets."
"You don't know that the puppet's head was chopped off, and its body is still moving, and the rotten flesh on its body is full of white bugs. It's disgusting."
The monk was talking about the Xu family's affairs. Since several sects already knew about it, they would definitely eradicate it. Ji Changyue was not surprised.
She suddenly remembered that since the Xu family had fallen, where had Xu Qingping gone?
She forgot to ask Mingzhen, and Mingzhen didn't say anything.
But since he is also a victim, nothing should happen to him.
Yuchunlou was very efficient, and the meals ordered by Ji Changyue were served one after another.
After thinking about it, Ji Changyue asked the waiter to get drunk with a thousand cups of wine.
The monk who was talking about the Xu family was already drowsy, lying on the table muttering, still talking about the scene he saw.
The monk at the other table didn't speak loudly and was talking about the Yunshang Immortal Sect.
The lobby was so noisy that Ji Changyue could only hear that it seemed that Master Qixia Peak had recently accepted a new direct disciple. She was a female disciple of his family. She was weak and had not very good spiritual roots, but she was regarded as a mere disciple by Master Qixia Peak. precious.
The monk's tone was angry, as if he was dissatisfied.
Ji Changyue withdrew her attention and began to carefully taste the spiritual meal in front of her.
Qin Yang didn't eat much, so he stopped his chopsticks and drank the spirit tea slowly.
