Asura Field Raiders [Cultivation]

"Elder Yin's fate card is broken!"

"what?!"

There was a sudden sound of panic and anger in the main hall of Luomu Pavilion, and the coercion of several stages of transformation into gods was released heavily.

After the pavilion master and elders asked about Yin Qingping Peak's servant, they naturally turned their anger to the female servant from the outer sect who was said to have survived the catastrophe.

"Collude with the evil sect and kill the elders in my pavilion. If you don't avenge this revenge, what will be the prestige of Luomu Pavilion?!"

The pavilion master narrowed his eyes, slowly holding three shiny and dull walnuts in his hands, and his sharp eyes slowly swept across the few people sitting in the hall.

Although Luomu Pavilion is a small sect on the fringes and is excluded by the surrounding sects, they have always been domineering and unscrupulous in their remote territory.

Now someone casually beheads the elders in their pavilion, slapping them in the face without any mercy and shaking their prestige in this place, how can the pavilion master bear it?

Yin Qingping's cultivation base has just reached the early stage of transformation, many of them are piled up with pills, and they are superficial, so he usually plays awe-inspiring to the low-level disciples in the pavilion.Most of the people sitting here are above the middle stage of transformation, and they have never seen the scene in the inn, and they don't realize that the person who killed Yin Qingping can surpass his body.

They are so used to bullying and complacent that they have even lost the most common vigilance.

Ridiculous.

The woman who made the walk outside the pavilion with her hands behind her back couldn't help but sneered in a low voice, and carelessly flicked the swaying tassels hanging from the palace sash around her waist.

There was dead silence outside, although her voice was low, it was like a bell ringing in everyone's hearts at this moment, causing the main pavilion master to change his expression.

"who?!"

A red-robed elder in the seat was the first to slap the table and stand up. His face was full of anxiety, but now his brows were raised, and he looked more and more fierce, and there was a bit of ruthlessness in his small eyes.

Looking at it from a distance, it is enough to make a child stop crying.

Qi Qinghe raised his eyelids to look at him, and saw that this old man seemed about to blurt out some obscene words, so he impatiently raised his fingertips and swiped in the air, sealing his mouth with spiritual power. .

"Why is the old man so anxious? If you scare my good apprentice, you can't afford it."

The pavilion master stood up and stared at her closely with frowns, and the surrounding elders calmly took out their natal artifacts. The atmosphere seemed to be getting more tense and tense.

It's just a group of people in the stage of transforming gods, Qi Qinghe didn't have the time to play house with them, sighing softly at this moment, completely releasing the coercion of his Mahayana stage, except for the girl who followed closely behind, the rest of the people were here His leg bones and tendons were crushed under such terrifying pressure, and he fell to the ground in an instant.

She did the same thing, sewn up the mouths of these people with spiritual power, and didn't bother to listen to their voices.

"Huaner."

Qi Qing and his eyebrows moved slightly, and he turned his head to call out.

The girl who had been clinging to her sleeves like a frightened cub raised her eyes and silently looked at the woman.

"Kill them."

Qi Qinghe took out a long black sword and handed it to her. The sword was wrapped in dark patterns of dragons, and Fang Xianlu uttered a clear cry like a cry, and a bloody killing intent accumulated in ancient times rushed towards his face.

Gu Jihuan stared blankly, his body was a little stiff, his eyelids trembled helplessly, and he met the woman's calm and gentle eyes.

"How they used to bully others, bully the strong and bully the weak to bully you, now you can use the power of being a teacher to take revenge."

Qi Qinghe pinched her cheek reassuringly, turning a blind eye to the vicious and resentful gaze.

"After this matter, Huan'er will travel and practice with her teacher, and she will no longer be trapped in the past."

"Bar."

With a slight smile, the woman stroked the girl's cheek lightly, turned her body slightly, and gave her the way ahead to make an end of it.

Gu Jihuan's eyes became hot, and he lowered his eyes as if to cover up, and he responded in a muffled voice with his lips tightly pursed.

This time, without hesitation, she mustered up the courage to reach out and hold the hilt of the long sword, and slowly moved her gaze to several people in the hall.

Qi Qinghe completely handed over this place to her, turned around and stopped interfering, just watched the warm sunlight outside and waited patiently.

She couldn't see it, but the pavilion master and the elders present saw it...

The girl who was as timid and weak as a rabbit just now cast her eyes on them at this time, a thick, dark and cold murderous intent flashed in her pupils unknowingly, she slowly grasped the sword with trembling fingertips Hilt, step by step towards them with the sword in hand.

The girl raised her hand and lowered her sword, she was no longer timid, her expression was calm and cold, with a hint of joy flashing faintly.

I used to be a fish, now I am a knife.

It turns out...that's how it feels.

It's addictive.

The woman turned her back, raised her eyebrows slightly, and there was a playful smile on her lips.

Blood splashed in an instant, staining her cheeks.Gu Jihuan held the sword quietly, and closed his eyes to suppress the thoughts rushing to his heart. The fingertips that were calm and steady when he killed the man just now were trembling uncontrollably.The stench from the whole hall poured into her nose, making her face turn pale instantly, she couldn't help covering her mouth and bending over to retch a few times, a little watery light overflowed from her phoenix eyes.

Qi Qinghe couldn't help frowning when he heard the sound, and didn't care about the blood stains on her body. He took the confused-looking child into his arms with some pity and distress, patted her on the back comfortingly, and praised softly: "Happy!" Son did a good job."

"...I...I killed them..."

Gu Jihuan slightly opened her eyes wide, and her consciousness, which was filled with resentment before, suddenly became clear. Her pupils reflected the splashed blood and fallen corpses, and her fingertips subconsciously pinched the corner of the woman's clothes. , the back arched, as if wishing to shrink the body into a ball.

She muttered to herself, the mist in her eyes thickened a bit, she looked like crying and smiling, and her body slowly trembled.

Qi Qinghe's eyes were dim, and he also allowed her to bury her head in his arms, stroking her hair gently, without making a sound.

After a long time, the girl calmed down little by little, still buried her head and refused to come out, and thanked the woman in a low voice:

"...Thank you, Master."

As soon as the words fell, someone flicked her forehead, causing the girl to tilt her head back in a daze, and looked at Qi Qinghe aggrievedly with mist in her lips.

"You are the master's precious apprentice, do you still need to thank the teacher for giving you a sigh of relief?"

The woman sighed lowly: "As a teacher, you are just an apprentice, so I want to make you more coquettish and domineering, and don't let people bully you when you are born in the future."

"Huan'er must tell Master if there is something to do in the future. For me, this is not a trouble, and I don't need you to thank me."

Qi Qinghe looked at the girl steadfastly, raised his hand to stroke the water in the corner of her eyes, and taught her earnestly:

"This is necessary and should be. It is the teacher's desire to hold you in the palm of his hand as the jewel in his palm, and it is also an opportunity for the teacher to show that Huaner will give him."

The woman paused, smiled helplessly, took out a clean veil and wiped the cheek of the girl who was crying like a little tabby cat: "My teacher, don't cry, this is the last veil around me. "

The child seemed to be made of water, and she cried a lot. In just a few days, she had used up all her handkerchiefs.Gu Jihuan was also embarrassed, and wanted to take it back and give it to her after cleaning.But how could Qi Qinghe be willing to let the little ancestor wash the handkerchief and do coolie?

In front of the girl, she threw away her silk handkerchief worth one high-grade spirit stone like garbage, and coaxed the girl to tell her that it was just a disposable handkerchief that could buy ten pieces for one low-grade spirit stone.

The woman jokingly poked the girl's soft cheeks. After being raised for these days, she was finally not as skinny as before, and her hands felt better.

There were still tears in Gu Jihuan's eyes, but now he couldn't stop blushing, raised his eyes to look at the woman sobbingly, his heart was mixed with joy and shyness, and he was very confused for a while.

"Oh, right."

Qi Qinghe clapped his palms and pointed to the sword that Gu Jihuan was still holding in his hand: "This is the spirit sword I got for you from Chaos Sword Valley just now. It just so happens that your body has almost recovered, and it's time to start learning swordsmanship."

"Do you like it? If you like it, I will make you a natal sword."

"like!"

Gu Jihuan was taken aback for a moment, then looked at her with bright eyes, then lowered his head and touched the long sword in his hand, and suddenly leaned into the woman's arms.This time I didn't say thank you anymore, I just called Master softly with flushed cheeks like a baby.

Qi Qinghe couldn't help but hooked his lips, rubbed the good boy who had finally learned how to act like a baby, and agreed with a smile.

Gu Jihuan's tendons were cut off at the beginning, and his dantian was almost destroyed.But now, there is also a bit of a blessing in disguise, and she can directly learn the Hunyuan cheats Qi Qinghe gave her without exhausting her cultivation.

Now that she has the natal long sword again, Qi Qinghe also began to teach her another set of sword skills.

However, Gu Jihuan's performance really surprised the woman.

The soft rabbit who sheds tears at every turn on weekdays is very hard-headed when it comes to cultivation, and is very demanding of himself.Without Qi Qinghe's restraint, she can get up and practice sword at Yinshi every day, and she will not stop practicing until Zishi. The rest are all thrown into the cultivation of kung fu.

From the first few days of practice, his hands and feet trembled every day, and he was almost unable to stand still. Later, with the practice of cheat books, his cultivation base rose like a miracle, and Gu Jihuan's temperament became more resolute than the naked eye.

Qi Qinghe doesn't talk about other things, just in this practice, even if she puts aside the strategy task, she is quite satisfied with this disciple.

Diligence can make up for one's weakness, never empty talk.

Compared to Qi Qinghe's other student, Yun Jiangli, Gu Jihuan has already suffered from being bullied at a young age, so she desires to become stronger even more.How tragic was the memory of being trampled on the soles of her feet, wantonly crushed and humiliated in the past, and how dedicated she is to practice now.

Being able to turn pain into a driving force for progress may also be one of Gu Jihuan's strengths.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed, and Qi Qinghe took her to travel in and out of various towns and secret places in the southern continent, watching her grow up little by little, her cultivation has grown from nothing to the Golden Core Great Perfection, and her stature has also increased a lot , her face became more beautiful after she grew up, and her temperament was spoiled by Qi Qinghe, but she liked to cling to her and act like a baby with her.

Now, they are heading to the Floating Dream City in the center of the Southern Continent, where the Asking Meeting in the Southern Continent will be held in the near future. At that time, the Disciple Trial Competition will be held once in hundreds of years. All ethnic groups such as demons, demons, and ghosts can participate, and there will also be people from other continents to watch the competition and participate in the trial.

It just so happened that Gu Jihuan had also reached Yuanying's breakthrough point, Qi Qinghe wanted to send her to a trial to test her strength, and it would be even better if there was a chance to help her break through.

This trial competition has restrictions, and only those who are younger than three hundred years old and whose cultivation level is lower than the stage of transforming gods can participate.

In fact, it is just to compare the young disciples from all sides to see the level of young people.

When they arrived, the city was already crowded with many people, and there were no seats in the row of inns on the street. Gu Jihuan looked at the master in a bit of perplexity, holding the woman's sleeve in his hand, for fear of As if I lost it.

Qi Qinghe brushed his gray robe, tapped her forehead with some amusement, stretched out his fingertips to grab her hand, and led her into an inn just like that.

The girl's eyes lit up, and the corners of her lips could not help but bend slightly, and she followed more closely, walking at the same pace.

Before waiting for the waiter to say anything, Qi Qinghe glanced at her lightly, and took out a black iron plate to show him.The smiling little Er's eyes paused, then her smile became more respectful, she bent over and bowed, and led them up to the upper-grade guest room on the third floor.

"...Master?"

The girl looked back at Xiao Er who was walking down, she tilted her head in confusion, and then looked at the woman who took out the pipe and was about to take a puff.

"It's also difficult to do casual cultivators these days. You have to have something at hand."

The woman leaned lazily on the backrest, propped her head on one hand, glanced at her sideways, spit out a puff of white mist from her red lips, and slowly twirled the long-handled pipe at her slender fingertips.

She leaned softly as if she had no bones, and told Gu Jihuan in a dragging voice: "Huan'er just needs to know that Master is very powerful."

Qi Qinghe gave the girl a look.

Gu Jihuan blinked her eyes, couldn't help but pursed her lips and laughed, understood her meaning, and praised her softly following the woman's words: "Master is amazing! Huan'er wants to be like Master in the future!"

uh-huh.

Qi Qinghe raised his eyebrows in satisfaction, raised his hand to take off the mask, and took another breath with his downcast eyes.

The misty white mist in the sky vaguely covered her face, but made her delicate and charming eyebrows more eye-catching and seductive, and the occasional flashes of light in her pupils were shimmering and moving, extremely beautiful.

Gu Jihuan looked at her quietly, lost his mind for a moment, but only for a moment, he lowered his eyes, silently walked to Qi Qinghe and sat down, resting his head gently on her lap.

Sure enough, in the next moment, warm and tender fingertips covered her hair, caressing her hair lazily and calmly.

"I haven't practiced in the past few days, take a lot of rest and relax."

Qi Qinghe exhaled a puff of smoke, his voice slightly hoarse.

She doesn't believe in cramming before the exam, she only looks at the accumulation in the weekdays.

"Okay, listen to Master."

The girl suddenly reached out and grabbed her fingertips, put her hand on her cheek, and responded meekly and softly.

Gu Jihuan looked at her sideways, and asked in a low voice: "Huan'er hasn't slept with Master for a long time, is it okay these few days?"

"can."

The woman who had always pampered her looked down at her, the corners of her lips curled slightly, and she nodded her nose in response with a smile.

The girl bent her eyes, gently rubbed the woman's hand, and said in a low voice, "Master is so kind."

Master is always so kind.

The questioning will be held in a large hall in this city, and the trial competition will be held in the secret realm that will be opened soon. Points are obtained by beheading opponents. Teams are allowed to help each other in the middle, and the one with the most points wins the championship. Naturally, there will be extremely generous prizes.

The past few days passed quickly, Qi Qinghe took his disciples around the city, and time flew to the day when the secret realm was opened.

This morning, the always lazy woman got up early, changed her precious apprentice into a scarlet long dress that she just bought, and tied her hair in a bun with pearls as decorations.It took a while to finish the work, and I got stuck and took the girl who couldn't laugh or cry to the entrance of the secret realm.

"Don't be nervous, just do your best."

Qi Qinghe gave the girl a short sentence.

Gu Jihuan silently looked at her rare and serious face, his heart was full of hot warmth, joyful and moved, and without piercing the woman's nervous expression, he just pursed the corners of his lips and nodded obediently in response down.

"Master, don't worry."

Qi Qinghe looked at her steadfastly, his eyes full of disappointment, he took out his pipe and took a puff, sighing in a low voice: "Huan'er has grown up."

"Huan'er didn't."

The girl suddenly became anxious, and grabbed the woman's hand and said, "Huan'er still has a lot of skills, Huan'er just wants to follow Master and be Master's little apprentice."

Gu Jihuan leaned over and hugged the woman softly with his eyes downcast, and buried himself on her shoulder without saying a word.

This is her unique way of acting like a baby.

"Little clingy."

Qi Qinghe Wanmou smiled, raised his hand to stroke her hair, and reminded her softly: "The secret realm is open, hurry up. Master is watching you outside, waiting for Huan'er to come back."

"it is good."

Gu Jihuan finally hugged her, let go of his fingertips with some reluctance, and followed the flow of people into the gate of the secret realm.

The girl looked back at the moment before stepping in.

The slender figure in the gray robe stood there quietly, the woman kept looking at her with a smile, and the corners of her lips became more curved after meeting her gaze, allowing her to imagine the slightly curved pair of lips under the mask. How touching and eye-catching the peach blossom eyes are.

Gu Jihuan's heart trembled suddenly.

Qi Qinghe stood on the spot with his chest folded, watched the little apprentice enter and then turned around, ready to look for his subordinates, and sat comfortably in the main hall to watch the trial competition.

At that time, she separated from the puppet body and transferred to her own body, and recuperated in the cold pool for nearly [-] years. She broke through the middle stage of Mahayana in one fell swoop, went straight to the peak, and touched the edge of the stage of crossing the catastrophe.

Later, when Shunping's spiritual power and body recovered to full strength, she came out of the cold pool, found Gu Jihuan, and got in touch with her subordinates.

Over the years, the forces behind the Ukiyokan have developed extremely fast, so she put these forces on the bright side and established the Baiyulou, merging the bounty hunters that were separated separately before, and devouring them at an unstoppable speed. All the forces in the southern continent, except for the temporarily unshakable big sects, the rest of the small sects, messy and shapeless organizations were all taken by her as her own, reshuffled and separated.

Year after year, when it grows enough to attract the attention of those big masters, Baiyulou has become a rising star that cannot be ignored in the southern continent, and its power is so huge that it faintly begins to spread to other continents.

However, the moment Qi Qinghe turned around, she met the eyes of a female cultivator in a moon-white Taoist robe who appeared behind her at some unknown time.

"... Qingqing?"

The nun opened her lips, her voice was unbearably hoarse, trembling slightly.

The woman in the gray robe wore half a black mask, her exposed lips were slightly drawn, she casually twirled the pipe at her fingertips, and shook her head lazily.

"Fellow Daoist admitted the wrong person, my name is not Qingqing."

Qi Qinghe shook the ashes in his pipe lightly, flicked his sleeves casually, his tone was alienated and indifferent.

"My surname is Qi, my name is Qinghe, and I'm a casual cultivator. I really don't know such a person as Daoyou."

She paused, then smiled again and asked, "Dare to ask your friend's name?"

"... Luo... Yun Yi."

The nun's face was pale, she stared blankly at her, and unconsciously clenched her fingertips in her sleeves.

Luo Yunyi saw the person in front of her tilt her head with a smile, and a single word was uttered from her delicate lips, as if a sharp needle had pierced her heart.

She said: "So it's the Taoist Lord of Xuanshan Gate, I'm rude."

Qi Qinghe lowered his eyes, with a smile still on the corner of his lips, politely and indifferently greeted her as a meeting ceremony between fellow Taoists, then waved his sleeves, turned around and disappeared in place.

Only the soulless person stood behind her, and under the sunlight, she felt cold fingertips, which made her heart ache.

Luo Yunyi watched her leave silently, and only after a long time lowered his eyes to look at his wrist hidden in his sleeve.

On her slender wrist was a bracelet with a golden bell. At this time, the bell was trembling slightly, and the bracelet shone slightly.

The bell of the soul is ringing.

It was her Qingqing who came back.

The author has something to say: It's really not that Heer is going to send everyone a message so they can find her.Except for Luo Yunyi, the rest of the people did not have the "souvenir" from He'er in their hands. Yu Jiusheng was able to find He'er because she asked Su Jingmo.And the thing in Su Jingmo's hand is equivalent to a token given by He'er when he cooperated with the old Patriarch of the Su family (because she promised to protect Su Jingmo), and there is nothing in the hands of Yun Jiangmo further ahead. "Souvenir."

The reason why He'er threw the soul calling bell to Luo Yunyi was to perform her own scene perfectly, and it was also because this time she was not fleeing to death, and she was not afraid of confronting Luo Yunyi at all.

感谢在2021-08-2300:46:20~2021-08-2423:46:11期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~