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Li Qingshan exhaled a long sigh, like a siren whistling, stirring up a gust of wind in the huge retreat cave. Opening his eyes, it looked like two cold stars flashed, and the light gradually converged, becoming dark as a pool.
"Xiao An, how long has it been?"
"It's been about three years."
"Three years, so long."
Li Qingshan was a little surprised, although what he actually felt was not long, but short.
In three years, the vegetation has withered three times, turning children into teenagers. But in his opinion, it was as short as a flick of a finger.
There are no children in the mountains, no years in the caves. This is the practitioner's definition of time.
In the past three years, he did not blindly meditate and meditate. After three or five days, he laughed a few words with Xiao Anyan, and compared it with Xiao Anyan. He didn't feel dull at all, but felt extremely fulfilling.
Together, they did not sit down and talk about the Dao in a serious manner. The things they talked about were often not related to practice, but they looked at each other and smiled.
Vaguely, Ye Liusu seems to have reported several times to his underground clone, but the specific content has been blurred. The most common conversation between Xiao An and him two years ago can clearly recall each of them. The word comes.
"Are there gains today?" Xiao An asked.
"There is still confusion in my heart." Li Qingshan gently shook his head and put his hand on his chest.
At this moment, Li Qingshan's cultivation is not the nine levels of Qi refining, but the ten levels of Qi refining. It only took him half a year to borrow the spirit of heaven and earth. Opened up the Governor Vessel. Then he began to sort out the twelve serious meridians, namely the three yang meridians of the hands, the three yang meridians of the feet, the three yin meridians of the hands, and the three yin meridians of the feet.
After two years of absolutely focused practice, I finally sorted it out and broke through the tenth level of Qi refining. In the last six months, he has been working hard, trying to directly break through the realm of foundation building and get what Qing Niu left him.
At first, Li Qingshan was very confident. Because he has a lot of true spirit pills, he feels that even if it is a hard pile, it can be piled to the realm of foundation construction.
But as his practice deepened, he realized that things were not that simple. The cultivation of human beings attaches great importance to xinxing cultivation. It even became a great obstacle. Therefore, Hua Chengchan couldn't break through the realm for a long time, and it was because of his lack of talent. Does the Hua family lack the true spirit pill
"You have to face it. Xiaoan..." Li Qingshan muttered to himself.
"Let's go out!" Xiao'an smiled and went on, with bright eyes and white teeth, and a sweet smile.
Although three years have passed, her posture has not changed in the slightest.
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Seeing the sky again, Li Qingshan squinted his eyes and looked at the lake and mountains. Everything seemed to have not changed much from three years ago. It's just that he can feel the formation that envelopes a hundred schools of scholasticism. Become more mysterious and powerful.
Xiaoan wanted to go back to the Buddhist school, but Li Qingshan went straight to the Buddhist school. When he came to a small exquisite building beside the lake, that was the residence of Han Qiongzhi in the Fajia.
In the past three years, he was most worried about her. He was afraid of what would happen to her in the chaos of the war. After reaching the ninth level of Qi Refining, he wanted to leave the pass. But after thinking about it, she might still be in retreat. Even if she leaves the customs, there will be someone to protect her based on her family background, so she feels relieved again. But I have to admit that his mood has changed compared to when he was passionately in love.
Boom boom boom, Li Qingshan knocked on the door of the room.
The sound of footsteps came from behind the door, and Li Qingshan's mood was slightly fluctuating, but when the door opened, he was slightly taken aback.
Because of the formation, Li Qingshan did not deliberately explore the atmosphere in the building, but it was not Han Qiongzhi who opened the door at the moment, a familiar disciple of the Fa school, Wu Gen.
Seeing Li Qingshan, Wu Gen also froze for a moment, and said hurriedly, "You are here to see Senior Sister Han! Senior Sister Han doesn't live here anymore."
Li Qingshan's heart sank slightly, this is her residence, how could it be easily transferred to others.
"You have cultivated to the tenth level of qi refining, congratulations..." Wu Gen hadn't finished speaking, Li Qingshan had already driven away, and went straight to the military master's battle island.
At the same time, Xiao An returned to Wu Lei Island to visit Master Yi Nian.
"Sister Xiaoan, you are back." A Buddhist disciple showed an expression of hesitation, and finally led her to the meditation house of Master Yinian, passing through familiar temples and pavilions, feeling that she was once active in Wu Lei Temple. The breath of life is much less.
"Abbot, Senior Sister Xiao'an has left the customs and come to see you." The monk's name made Xiao'an a little strange.
In the Zen room, a thin, skinny monk walked out with a stern expression, his hands clasped together: "Sister Xiao'an, long time no see."
"Je Xin." If it weren't for Xiao An's ability to feel the breath of life in others, he would never be able to connect the person in front of him with the tall and fat Buddhist chief disciple Jue Xin.
After Jue Xin was defeated by Xiao An Yijian, she invited herself to face the wall of the Moya Grotto for three years. After some painstaking practice, she finally broke through the realm and successfully built the foundation. She wore an abbot's robe.
"Don't be surprised, now I am the head of the Buddhist family, the abbot of Wushou Temple." After speaking, there was not a trace of self-satisfaction on Jue Xin's face, but an uncontrollable grief emerged: "Master... Master he has already died."
"How did he die?"
"Killed by a demon!" Jue Xin's eyes widened, like King Kong glaring.
Xiao An lowered her head, not knowing what to say.
"Aren't you sad at all?" Jue Xin asked loudly.
"Yeah." Xiao An was expressionless.
"You... You are so ruthless and unjust!" Jue Xinji pointed to Xiao An, her voice trembling, obviously moving really angry.
Xiao An didn't excuse anything.
"As the head of the Buddhist family, I feel that you are no longer suitable for the position of the head of the Buddhist family!" Jue Xin shouted, shocking the entire Wu Lei Temple, and then walked away.
Xiao An didn't feel angry either. She didn't want to be the chief of the Buddhist family. She did what she was supposed to do. It was time to find Li Qingshan. She turned quietly and walked out.
The Buddhist disciples who heard the movement came out, casting surprise or contempt. Xiao An turned a blind eye to all this, and went straight to Tallinn. There was a very new tower with the name "Yi Nian" left below, which was the last remaining remembrance.
Xiao An was still expressionless, took out a golden bead, and stared at it for a long time. It was the diamond bead given to her by Master Yi Nian in the past.
Please forgive me, I can't be sad for you, but if I can, I will avenge you.
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In the martial arts field, Han Tieyipan stood on the stone platform and watched the military disciples practice in the field. After the baptism of war, he also broke through the realm of foundation building, at the price of several near-death experiences. He suddenly raised his head, only to see a cloud bursting through the air, and said softly: "It's finally here."
"Tieyi, do you know..." Li Qingshan also saw Han Tieyi and galloped in front of him.
Han Tieyi adhered to his consistent law of silence, without saying any greetings, and handed a stack of letters to Li Qingshan.
The envelope clearly read, "Qing Shan Qi Qi, Han Qiong Zhi Shu."
Li Qingshan opened the envelopes one by one in order. The first letter was two years ago.
After reading it, Li Qingshan relaxed. It turned out that two years ago, Han Qiongzhi had left the Baijia Jingyuan and went to Ruyi County, where her uncle Han Anguo continued to practice. Perhaps because of the lack of reply, the number of subsequent letters gradually disappeared, and the last one was three months ago.
After seeing it again, Li Qingshan didn't know what it was like, feeling relieved, and feeling relieved.
"Don't blame her, she waited for you for half a year for a mission, met the monster, and almost died." Han Tieyi opened the mouth to explain extremely rare.
"Why would she go to perform such a dangerous task?" Li Qingshan frowned.
"Now there are no tasks that are not dangerous."
"Where are the others?" Li Qingshan's gaze returned to the martial arts arena, and his eyes turned back to him. Three years have passed, these military disciples have gained a sense of murder, reminding him of the guards that he saw in the Han family in the past. Although it was training, everyone's face was murderous, like a face. Against the enemy who really hits the ground.
But there were only three to four hundred people on the court, and there were many new and unfamiliar faces. And the cultivation base is not very high, obviously he is a newly joined disciple.
"Die, some escape." Han Tieyi said.
Li Qingshan looked up at the blue clear sky, and suddenly saw a huge and unparalleled monster, entrenched in the Qinghe Mansion for three thousand miles, and swallowed silently. The name of the monster was war. The so-called no difference from three years ago is a big misunderstanding.
Regardless of Han Anjun's temperament, how can she escape danger with her stubbornness
"Do you want to reply?" Han Tieyi said.
"Not for the time being." Li Qingshan thought for a while and shook his head lightly. From the letter that follows, she is doing very well now, and she is also preparing for foundation building. It is best not to disturb her state of mind and affect her practice at this time.
Besides, who knows when the next meeting will be
Three years, five years, or ten years... Even the mood at this moment is different from the past, let alone many years later.
Li Qingshan and Xiaoan met outside Yunxu Island. Before they could enter the Bamboo Pavilion on the island, a beautiful shadow came over, and Li Qingshan couldn't help frowning when she saw her.
When Qian Rongzhi saw Xiao An's eyes brightened, he flashed forward, knelt down and grabbed Xiao An's hand, and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Xiao An shook his head.
Qian Rongzhi's smile became brighter and brighter. He wanted to give Xiao An a hug, but he rushed for nothing.
"Qian Rongzhi, what are you doing?" Li Qingshan pulled Xiao An behind him.
"You are still the same, take out your Red Wolf card, you have a mission!"
Li Qingshan took out the Red Wolf card with suspicion, and it lighted up slightly. As expected, Hua Cheng praised the voice, which was a bit vague:
"Qingshan, I heard that you have left the customs and there is a mission for you. It shouldn't be dangerous, but it's not easy to say. Let's get acquainted with the situation first! Qian Rongzhi already knows the mission situation, and I will take the wind for you when I come back."
Hua Chengchan seemed to be busy, and after hurriedly saying these few sentences, there was no voice.
"Want to come and see it? Our heaven!" Qian Rongzhi smiled, like a brightly colored poisonous snake. (To be continued) RQ
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