On the order of the little master, the flower played the 'Qi Girl' again, but not long after, the layers of Yin family cultivation between the dense forests circulated and diffused.

It's not a fierce ghost appearing, let alone a strange treasure appearing in the world, Su Jing can find out clearly, the Yin Yuan in the forest is rolling only because of the little master: the spirit element on the body of Qianxun is transparent, and what is circulating in the woods at this moment is her true cultivation vitality!

Shallow search for sword cultivation, but her Yuan Ji is the Yin Qi of mourning, which is in harmony with the Netherworld Beings, Lin Zi was nourished by her Yuan Qi, and immediately grew up like crazy Today Su Jing has stepped into cultivation for almost five hundred years, and he is no longer the ignorant boy who was high in the generation but did not have half of the goods in his stomach, he frowned when he saw this, and raised his voice: "Master, the disciple has important matters to present, and it is related to Uncle Lu." ”

What is the important thing, seeing that the soul of the master is not giving up and the vitality is leaking, Su Jing knows that this is a sign of the demon seizing wisdom and the annihilation of the Qingming Dynasty! How can this be obtained, Su Jing shouted loudly, and did not hesitate to move out of Lu Yajiu's name, just hoping to wake up Qianxun.

But Asano was indifferent, and all that responded to Su Jing was the crazy noise of the jungle.

Lianhua also understood that something was wrong, and stopped the yaoqin in her hand, not daring to play. As soon as he stopped, the guqin in front of him suddenly flew up, straight up the tree and fell into the hands of Qianxun. The next moment, the strings vibrate, and the sound of the piano starts again, still 'Qi Er', continuing at the place where the flowers stop.

Whether it is Su Jing or the three corpses, I never knew that the little master also knew the rhythm of music. And not to know!

The finger wheel dance with the hands swinging horizontally, the sound of the piano is far more graceful and ethereal than playing the flowers, and there is no need for experts to discern it. Even ordinary people can hear that Xiao Shiniang has extraordinary piano skills and is proficient in music. Seeing that the little master was playing the piano herself, Su Jing was also a little relieved, she could play the piano, which should mean that her mind was not lost

The first section of the cheerful tune has passed, the second verse of the sinister tune is urgent, the shallow search for the piano is like a sword, swirling and ringing, the intention of killing is gradually getting stronger, and several people are surrounded by dense forests. It seems to be urged by the sound of the piano. Expanding more and more rapidly.

No matter how magical the sound of the piano is, it can't give birth to a dense forest, and in the final analysis, what makes this forest crazy is the vitality of Asakun.

The vitality is leaking faster and faster!

The heart that has just been put down is raised again, and the 'catharsis' of the shallow search is tantamount to a tiger cutting off its minions and a rich man scattering his wealth. How can a normal cultivator be like this? Su Jing condensed and went to take a closer look. It's in the piano, that's right. But her expression is empty, her eyes are empty, and she has a trace of clarity.

Being able to play the piano doesn't prove that Qianxun is still awake, Su Jing has also heard that there are carpenters who sleep and get out of bed in the middle of the night to work, and get up the next day to see that the work is completed and shout that there is a ghost.

How dare you slack off in the slightest. Su Jing called out to the little master repeatedly, and after trying several times before and after no response, Su Jing gritted his teeth, flew up and moved his sword, and shot a sword feather!

took out the sword, just to interrupt the sound of the piano and help the little master get out of the cocoon she had woven herself. Jian Yu was like lightning, and he didn't dare to attack Asakun directly, but hit Yaoqin in front of her.

'Zheng', with a soft roar, a beam of sword qi flew up from the shallow sleeve, blocking it just as the sword feather hit Yaoqin.

Looking for indifference, his head was slightly raised, looking at the sky, he couldn't respond to Su Jing's sword feathers and the sword qi in his sleeve.

Moving a sword is like playing a piano, it's all instinct to deal with it, Su Jing knew that the little master had this 'ability', a sword fell short Su Jing confessed again, and then shook his hands continuously, Dao Lang Beiming, Sword Feather Sword Prison, Bone Gold Crow Golden House group swords rose together, attacking Yaoqin in all directions.

The means are exhausted, and the good swords are moving, but it is still the sound of 'Zheng'.

Su Jing's big treasure, in front of Mu Ne Qianxun, is not necessarily any different from the first sword feather! The sword qi in his sleeve was swallowed once, and all of them were broken.

Su Jing was afraid and anxious, and his mind turned to the three heavens again, and at the same time, the fire wings behind him were stretched out, ready to fit the law and sword, and personally pounce on the adventure to seize the qin! ”

"Huh?" Su Jing exclaimed, hurriedly putting away the sword, and then realized that the little master was okay at all.

Ten fingers stretched and pressed the strings, and the piano was still. The three corpses each shouted, and fled to the outside of the forest in the style of a small coffin: the little master didn't fall into the devil, that is, the unscrupulous disciple drew his sword to her old man for no reason, and ruined her mood and piano sound, this sin The three corpses couldn't afford it, so they all threw it on Su Qiangqiang's shoulder, and took the opportunity of the 'order' to escape quickly

Put away Yaoqin, turned his eyes, and looked at Su Jing shallowly: "Afraid that I will be a demon in my heart and go crazy?"

Su Jing nodded sneeringly: "The disciple has seen a friend whose vitality is scattered and his mind is obsessed with demons, and he almost lost his life, because he saw the situation you just now."

"I'm fine, I just don't want to pay attention to foreign objects, and listen to 'Qi Er'er' quietly," a rare explanation, Qian Xun explained to Su Jing, his eyes were still empty. Then she asked Su Jing rhetorically: "Do you have any wine?"

Su Jing has wine, which is in the splendid bag, but when the wine in the yang world reaches the underworld, it becomes tasteless for some reason, and it tastes the same as white water.

Su Jing knew all the things, it must be clear that Qianxun came here hundreds of years earlier than him, but she still asked about wine, thinking that there was another reason, Su Jing directly took out two small wine jars from the Jinxiu bag and handed them over.

The mud seal is opened, and the water is odorless.

"You know, the yin has gone to the yang world, and drinking wine is not tasteful, but they have a way. Obviously a woman in a gloomy mood, but she was unusually talkative, and when she talked about unrelated things, the corners of her lips even raised a few laugh lines: "Take a few willow leaves and soak them in the wine, the willow is cold and yin, and then you can urge a small spell, and the wine will taste when it falls into the mouth of the yin." In the same way, there are also some things in the underworld that lead to yang. ”

She took out two small beetles with purple bodies and green spots from her bag and placed them in the wine jar. The insects swam quickly in the wine jar, and shallow Xun muttered a curse in his mouth, and after a while, the wine jar flashed, and the two beetles flapped their wings and flew out of the wine jar. At this time, Su Jing smelled the sweet wine and said with a smile: "This method is easy to use!"

Asa Xun handed one of the cans to Su Jing, her eyes were empty, and her smile was also very empty: "Today is an auspicious day, you can drink some wine." There was only Su Jing beside her, and the wine jar was indeed handed into his hand, but Su Jing just felt inexplicably that Shi Niang was not talking to herself.

After a moment's hesitation, Su Jing asked, "What happy day?"

It was obvious that the situation of the little master was not right, and Su Jing was a little hesitant, not knowing whether he should talk to him.

"Happy birthday. Asakura replied, she didn't drink, put the wine jar under her nose and gently shook and sniffed. After a while, he asked again: "You are 500 years old, do you have children?"

The question was abrupt, Su Jing shook his head and smiled: "No, the disciple has not yet married, and if I talk about such a major event as the import of Tianding, I will definitely beat the gong and drum and spread it to the Quartet, how can I hide it from you." If you have a child, you will already be told that you are old. ”

Asakun asked again: "Then do you have a bone-destroying and heart-burning revenge, but there are people who can't be killed?" It's not that you can't kill them, but you can't kill them yet. ”

Su Jing shook his head. Since the cultivation, there have been a lot of lives lost at Su Jing's hands, but if you think about it carefully, most of them are people who deserve to die, fighting between good and evil, and there are almost no personal enmities, let alone those who want to kill but can't.

"I have, I have both. Asakun sniffed her good wine: "Children, people who hate but can't be killed, there are all there." ”

As she spoke, the wine jar in her hand was floated by a wind method, rose gently, flew up three feet tall to stop the momentum, and suspended quietly.

'Bu', shallow Xun urged the sword to penetrate the bottom of the altar, and the force of the deliberate pinch made the bottom of the altar perforated small, and the wine was not enough to flow smoothly, so it could only be dropped by drop, first slowly condensed and then lightly dripped down.

Asakura didn't go to drink, she put her sword under the wine jar, her saber was far higher than the one at the head of Bujin City.

Different from ordinary long swords, this sword is narrow and thin, if you leave it alone, even an ordinary gust of wind can make it tremble and hum gently.

Very funny, poor and naughty sword.

A drop of wine fell, and with a 'tick' sound, it hit the sword, and without accident, the thin long sword trembled and roared, like a gluttonous girl eating a sour plum.

Asamizu stopped speaking for a while, quietly watching her sword 'drink'.

In just a while, Su Jing seemed to have figured out some truth, no longer hesitated, the whole person relaxed, and usually chatted casually with friends: "Shiniang has a child?"

When speaking, Su Jing tried to make his tone soft and soft: "The disciple once heard the three corpses say that when they were following their master to learn art, they used to mess around under the Ningcuibo Lake, and accidentally dug up a children's coffin, and a small girl was sleeping in it."

"That's her. Qianxun sighed lightly: "The surname is Lu, only the milk name, and Lu Ya should not have told you if he has no name." ”

"Uncle Shi rarely talked to his disciples about his past. Su Jing replied.

Starting a sect and fighting with a sword, Lu Yajiu has talked a lot about his past to Su Jing, but Uncle Shi has never mentioned his entanglement with Qianxun. Su Jing still ate the 'chance steamed bun' and knew that there was a woman in a yellow dress in Ning Cuibo who had an old relationship with her uncle. ”

"yes, he won't say. "What was expected in Qianxun: "But you told me that the divine power sealed in the true destiny card that Lu Ya refined for you is 'me'. What does that 'me' look like?"

"Younger than you are, girly, and happier, playful. ”

Qianxun smiled: "Well, I really didn't have any worries when I met him, he was not a high-ranking mountain ancestor at that time, and my swordsmanship was also ordinary, not much stronger than you are now." ”

Lu Yajiu's 'shallow search' sealed in the life card, her appearance when she first came into his sight, a happy and happy, maybe worried but carefree girl, she likes yellow skirts. (To be continued......)