Time flies, like a white horse passing through a gap.

A young girl who looked to be fourteen or fifteen was holding a wooden sword and practicing in a disorderly manner. The wooden sword was so badly carved that it looked like a random twig, and only the parted hilt and the approximate shape of the sword could tell that it was a weapon.

The girl is none other than He Miaomiao, who is already seventeen years old.

Now she is a seventh-level Qi refining monk, and her twelve years of cultivation have slowed down the growth of her countenance, and she looks much younger than her actual age.

The height of her body makes it difficult for her to connect with Xiao Douding back then, and only the face that has not yet fully grown can see a trace of the same.

She was dressed in red and shuttled by the crystal clear waterhole, and the corners of her dancing skirt swayed vividly, like the rising morning glow burning hot.

The lotus step moved slightly, flying in a red-and-white landscape, and the clenched sword kept swinging, although there were no moves, but it looked pleasing to the eye.

"Quan Ling, you see if my swordsmanship is getting better and better!" she stopped suddenly, and for a moment her smile was like a flower, and the jade voice flowed gracefully, like the moon in the clouds.

He Quanling was already a fifth-level cultivator of Qi refining, and now he looked like a young man of fifteen or sixteen, with a thin and small body when he was young, and he had already become tall and slender in years of refining.

The face, which is more delicate and beautiful than the girl, also has a little resolute lines, although it is still red lips and white teeth, beautiful as a crown of jade, but it has gradually become a little more than a young man.

It's just that when he faced He Miaomiao, his soft dog-legged temperament and watery eyes remained the same as before.

"Of course! Miao Miao, if you work so hard, you will definitely get better and better!"

He Miaomiao was very satisfied.

He Yanxin never taught them to use weapons, and as for sword moves, sword duels were unheard of. She could only sharpen two swords by herself and buried them in the back mountain. Every time he went out, he secretly practiced with He Quanling.

When He Yanxin killed the enemy who came to the door, she took a look at the east and west in her eyes and remembered it in her heart, and finally connected it into such a set of swordsmanship that was not useful.

Since entering the middle stage of Qi refining, she has begun to learn various Five Elements Spells, and now she has been able to use the four basic spells of Gold, Wood, Fire, and Earth to make it handy.

Under her persecution, He Quanling also practiced each spell to the extreme, and in the end, the two of them practiced together to overcome each other, and soon mastered all of these.

But after learning this, He Yanxin no longer taught them anything.

In the past, when she tempted them to cultivate, she had also mentioned that they were allowed to go out of the forest to practice, but now that they were in the middle stage of qi refining, He Shuangling had even reached the tenth layer of qi refining, and she had never let them leave once.

He Miaomiao became more and more suspicious that she had some ulterior motives. The strange exercises, the black qi that made her extremely uncomfortable, and the medicinal liquid that was extremely painful as soon as she entered, all made her have to be vigilant.

She didn't tell He Quanling about it, not because she didn't trust it. It's that he has been timid since he was a child, and he won't lie and hide it, and if he tells him, he may be exposed.

And she already knew by now that the monk's divine sense could not only see everything outside, but also hear. Even if He Yanxin went out, she was afraid that He Shuangling would run to sue after eavesdropping.

What's more, she doesn't have any evidence or specific guesses for this kind of thing, because for many years, she has been hiding her thoughts, observing quietly, and never showing any clues in front of He Yanxin.

Since she was six years old, she would use the excuse of quiet thinking every once in a while, clamoring to play in the mountains, so as to take He Yanxin's token and go around the forest to see if there was any way to leave.

But the red maple forest is too large, and her range of activities can only be the back mountain, so she has not found anything for ten years.

Seeing He Quanling's clear eyes, she secretly made up her mind: no matter what He Yanxin's purpose is, one day, she will take Quan Ling with her to escape from this increasingly suffocating mountain forest.

"Quan Ling, go! ”

After they advanced to the middle stage of Qi refining, He Yanxin no longer brought food back from time to time, only occasionally brought some demon beasts that they couldn't tell what they were, and threw them to the ground bloodily, allowing them to roast and eat by themselves.

And since He Miaomiao reached the age of ten, she and He Shuangling no longer quarrel easily. It seems that since then, they have all faintly taken the form of monks, no longer easily revealing their emotions, and taking all their hatreds into their hearts.

So later, the barbecue, eating, and cultivation were all together, and they were all harmonious on the surface, and only the resentful eyes that He Shuangling occasionally flashed could see a clue.

After He Miaomiao beat him violently, some sequelae began to appear in his sea of consciousness, until now at the tenth level of qi refining, the scope of his divine sense is very narrow, and occasionally there is a faint pain.

In addition, He Miaomiao and He Quanling have exercises that make him envious, and their spiritual power is very smooth when they work, but he has no cultivation, and it takes a lot of effort to even send out a spell.

All of this is attributed to He Miaomiao, every time he sees her and He Quanling laughing and playing, he curses silently in his heart, planning how to retaliate in the future.

He Miaomiao walked to the side of the cave and saw three unknown demon beasts on the ground, dragged them to an open place, played a fire trick, gave one to each of the other two, and began to peel and clean.

This time, He Yanxin left behind a first-order perfect demon beast, and she estimated that a few people had also gone up in cultivation, and it was okay to eat less things above the realm.

But I didn't expect this beast meat to be so delicious, and it gave off a burst of rich aroma just after it was roasted. The entrance is crispy and tender, leaving a fragrant taste on the lips and teeth.

As a result, the three of them couldn't help but move their index fingers, one was careless, and at the same time sensed the sign of advancement.

The three of them did not dare to delay, so they quickly threw away the remaining beast meat in their hands, ran to the waterhole and meditated cross-legged, and began to impact the barrier.

He Miaomiao has been in the past few days, and there is already a hidden sign of advancement, but he has been in the red maple forest for too long and has not been able to find an opportunity for a long time.

The aura of the beast's flesh is not very pure, she needs to keep running and refining in her body, and finally she can break through the thin barrier together with her own spiritual power and the aura absorbed by the outside world.

After a few small weeks, she finally felt that the aura in the beast's flesh had been completely refined, so she didn't delay any longer, and began to absorb the aura from the outside world, impacting towards the eighth layer of qi refining.

After a few sticks of incense, He Miaomiao successfully broke through, and it was very easy.

She stood up and saw He Quanling with chagrin in her eyes, and her heart was a little overjoyed. I always feel that something is not good, but I don't know how to say comfort.

He Quanling saw that she had successfully broken through, his lost eyes were swept away, and he shouted at her doggedly: "Miao Miao, you are so amazing! Master should praise you again when he comes back!"