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Under the winter sun, two little elk whimpered, and their big eyes were full of tears. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The little girl was meticulous, plucking the eagle claws on the backs of the two little elks, and just when she wanted to tear off the robe and bandage the two small things, a seemingly ordinary but thick palm fell, gently brushing the backs of the two little elk.

"Master. ”

Bu Nian muttered, I saw the wisps of Yuan Shi Mother Qi seeping into the wound, the blood hole pierced by the eagle's claw, suddenly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon, the two little elk recovered as before, and arched affectionately under the palm of the tall figure in front of them, and ran happily, it was the distant parents who were calling for a long song.

"Got it. Su Qiannian said softly.

"Understood. ”

The little girl nodded heavily, there is some truth, it must be experienced to be unforgettable, just a moment, the resignation is sincere, the little girl understands, what kind of difficult road she has to take in the future.

The knife is your own, not someone else's.

The road is your own, not someone else's.

The heart is your own, not someone else's.

The light is also its own, it can be held in a corner, or it can shine in all directions.

At this point, she realized how much Su Qiannian had paid to get to where she was today, which was an unimaginable achievement for her, at least for her now, it was too far away and difficult to achieve.

But soon, the little girl's gaze became firm again, as the inheritor of light, the eternal flame in her heart was shining on the road ahead, and the only thing she didn't have was the direction of retreat.

Then, without looking up, she saw a crystal divine finger enlarged in front of her eyes, and the fingertips fell, crowding the whole world in front of her eyes, and falling above the center of her eyebrows.

A inheritance of the origin of the sword path disappeared into her mind.

Knife Path!

After a long time, the little girl opened her eyes, almost blessed to the soul, she sat down cross-legged, the long knife in her hand was across her knees, her spiritual power flowed, hooked the long knife, and a wisp of crystal sharp qi entered the body.

With a muffled snort, this sharp edge entered the body, which was even more painful than her previous practice of the Little Light Sutra, and she continued to break it and stand up, and the sharp edge flowed through the skin membrane muscles and bones, like thousands of sharp blades cutting and cutting, and gradually even the spirit gave birth to signs of paralysis.

Not far away, the old man's figure turned from virtual to real, and although he looked calm, his pupils still showed a bit of melancholy.

Then, he looked at Su Qiannian, although he didn't speak, Su Qiannian understood that the old man was asking him if he was in too much of a hurry.

In just over two months, the little girl started from scratch, not only practiced the seven-layer "Little Light Sutra", with the power of a heavenly horse, but also inherited the life, comprehended the true meaning, realized the first knife, and now inherited the knife, leading the edge into the body, if it is an ordinary martial arts person, even if he has practiced spiritual martial arts, I am afraid it is difficult to hold on, it is from the double tempering of the body and the soul.

Su Qiannian shook his head and didn't say anything, this path was chosen by the little girl herself, and now she doesn't think about it, she should have already understood what she needs to face in the future, her own vein, after all, there is not much time, with the continuous improvement of cultivation force, especially for the understanding of the origin of time, Su Qiannian is more and more aware of the near future, infinite terror is approaching.

In the darkness, he saw a surging river, from eternity to eternity, without knowing the beginning, without knowing the direction, in the depths of the river, nine immortal figures, approaching the shore.

Therefore, even if it is the current Su Qi Nian, he has begun to think about leaving the fire, no matter what the future holds, this seed will be planted, as for whether it can really take root and sprout, it can only depend on the little girl herself.

Su Qiannian has never felt that he is a good master, in fact, he himself has just turned eighteen years old, entering the youth, the only thing he understands is that he has walked in this Jianghu martial arts in the past few years, and has condensed a bright heart, relying on this bright heart, he inherits the truth of not knowing right and wrong, obsession or delusion, always supporting him to walk to this point today, he believes that there may be bias, but after all, he can become a real person.

A person who has a knife in his heart and can measure himself.

Do not seek to be heard in the world, but seek a clear conscience.

The old man took a deep breath, and his eyes fell on his granddaughter's body, the long knife was forged by him and Su Qinian, although it was just a broken hair blade mixed with dark iron, but it was injected by Su Qinian with a very meager edge of death.

The edge of the divine sword is far from being able to withstand the current non-thoughts, so the two of them dilute it in this way, and as they accompany the long knife for many days, they are combined with each other, and the edge of the knife path is much gentler, which is used to condense the origin of the knife path and lay the most solid foundation.

This is the ultimate that Su Qiannian can do, once upon a time, when he first entered Wudang and entered Xiaoyao Valley, he actually had nothing, but now he is not thinking compared to him, but he is lucky and does not know how much, but he lacks a little experience, and the boiling of the world cannot be missing.

Before thinking about the knee, the long knife trembled, as if it had spirituality, although it was a broken blade, but it was injected with a trace of divine blade, and its essence had already given birth to a metamorphosis, I believe that it would not take half a year to be promoted by itself and turn into a real traceless sword.

The pain of the sharp edge entering the body is indescribable, the little girl sweats like rain, and the primordial maternal qi hidden in the bone marrow of the skin and tendon continues to melt and repair the injured body, this kind of breaking and standing up all the time is enough to make the master of the ordinary second-rate dragon and tiger realm mentally collapse.

Half a stick of incense, a stick of incense, half an hour, an hour......

A full three hours passed, and the edge of the long knife progressed from the skin, tendons, bones, and marrow, layer by layer, until it advanced to the same level as the little girl's current "Little Light Sutra", and then it died down.

In one go, the sharp edge of the knife path entered the body, and he did not read the true meaning of the light, and at this moment, the spiritual consumption almost reached a limit, and the consciousness began to blur.

Airplanes!

His eyes opened suddenly, and two sharp air currents burst out from his beautiful eyes, cutting through the air, revealing two narrow vacuum marks.

This was followed by exhaustion like a landslide.

The little girl fell on the grass and fell into a deep sleep, but even in her deep sleep, the hilt of the knife in her hand never let go.

"It's hard for her. ”

Su Qinian sighed, that is, he didn't expect that Bu Nian would be so stubborn and have such perseverance, in his opinion, the edge enters the body, and every level of the skin and bone marrow is cultivated for a moment, and he can barely maintain his spirit, but he didn't expect the little girl to push it straight to the limit of her cultivation now.

The old man was a little distressed, but in the end he chose to turn around and leave, out of sight.

In the blink of an eye, Laba has passed, and the New Year is approaching.

For more than two months, I didn't take another step out of the island in the middle of the lake, in addition to the daily practice, it was to read and practice calligraphy, with Su Wangsheng, who had been well-educated, the arsenal editor was here, and the little girl was not much better than Su Qinian, who was the same age at the beginning, of course, this cannot be counted as Su Qinian's previous life.

Practicing martial arts and reading like this, although the little girl's heart is still jumping, she is also a little more calm, and the jumping has gradually become an uninhibited temperament.

A full ten days have passed since the blade of the sword entered the body and laid the foundation of the origin.

In the past ten days, she has not been familiar with the changes in her body, and through the sharp edge of the knife, her qi and blood have become sharper, more and more condensed, and the strength of the skin membrane muscles and bones is far greater than before, even if it is a long knife in her hand, if it does not promote qi, it can only barely leave a shallow white mark.

For the eighth layer of the "Little Light Sutra", through the sharp edge into the body, the whip into the inside, but also faintly touched the threshold.

Of course, the biggest gain in these ten days is that through the edge of qi and blood, he broke through all the star apertures that need to be penetrated by the second level of the "Ecstasy Dafa", lit up the second star position, and the spiritual power has increased greatly, and the grasp of the flesh qi and blood is also more subtle, although the strength has not increased much, but the force has made great progress.

Su Qiannian saw it in his eyes, and he only sighed with emotion, when he was in the seventh-layer "Turtle and Snake Gong", he was afraid that he was far from this little apprentice.

Of course, it is just a sigh, the two have different encounters, and they cannot be compared, in Su Qiannian's view, if the later generations are not as good as the generation, it is the real failure, and such a bright inheritor can go further than him in the near future.

As the New Year approaches, many Dharma protectors in Qingyang Palace go out of the island in the middle of the lake, some of the New Year's sacrifices are purchased, there is no shortage of money in the palace, and it is natural to buy it well, there is no ancient town, so go to the county seat, if there is no county, you can only go to the state capital to inquire.

In the past few days, some of the returning Dharma Protectors have not looked very good-looking, and they want to speak again and again, but they can't say a word.

Leaving the island in the middle of the lake, it is the magnificent rivers and lakes, and today's martial arts are more turbulent than half a year ago, and it can even be said that there are heroes competing for deer, and heroes are coming out one after another.

The Great Han Dragon and Tiger List has gradually escaped from people's sight and has become a benchmark for measuring the young generation of masters, and now, most of the mixed yuan list has been occupied by the younger generation, all of them are young taboos who have embarked on the road of holy forbiddenness, one by one, with outstanding force and profound heritage, far from being comparable to the strong people who have completed the seventh step of the ordinary Mixed Yuan Realm.

As for the top ten of the mixed yuan list, it is the same as the top ten of the original dragon and tiger list, but those who have stepped into the top ten are no longer young taboos, but young holy bans.

This is only in the territory of the Han Dynasty, the holy ban from the countries of the four directions, there are also nearly ten people, such a change, so that many top sects and families are silent, many older generations have retreated, this river and lake is too bright, the light of the younger generation is more dazzling than the sun, this is an unprecedented prosperous era.

Of course, more of the older generation of characters are worried, the prosperous era is moth-eaten, and the troubled times produce heroes, this is the eternal law, if you say that this generation, there is any generation that can be compared or even surpassed, there are only four that exist in the classics, for many people, extremely distant, unwilling to touch the taboo words.

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