Yuan Qingxu was really angry. In the next few days, he watched her practice her sword without leaving her side. If she made the slightest mistake, he mercilessly threw a few stones mixed with spiritual energy.

Although it hurts, in this way, the state of mind and cultivation level continue to increase, and the effect is really good.

This stepping stone is quite comfortable to use.

Looking at the face that killed her in her previous life can also help her cultivate and stabilize her Taoist heart.

It goes around and over again, practicing the formation talismans in the morning and concentrating on it in the afternoon. Apart from being a little tired, it is actually very nourishing.

Until one month later.

Yuan Qing took his good disciple down the mountain, but after she finished practicing the talismans in the morning, she was kicked out by Tian Nanxing.

According to Tian Nanxing, watching her practice the Talisman Formation was indeed a bit shocking.

Su Chanyi returned to the peak out of boredom. The Little Wudao Sword kept turning over in her hand, and the sword waves caused ripples in the moon spring.

It wasn't until the moon reached its peak that she sat down against the locust tree.

The moon is as bright as day.

The bright moon hung high in the sky, passing through the heavy clouds.

The jagged clouds cover the round moon, and the light and shadow cast through the locust leaves are mottled.

Su Chanyi leaned against the tree, but she always felt that this scene seemed familiar.

The lingering figure in the past dream suddenly came into her mind, and she quickly shook off the thoughts she shouldn't have had.

She didn't know what she thought of Ye Xuan?

She is indeed good-looking. Although her cultivation level is a bit low, her future achievements are still acceptable...

To resolve the matter that needs to be resolved, there is nothing wrong with taking him back to the Su family.

Just thinking about the attitude in the secret realm, he might not be willing to...

Brushing it down with her fingers, Su Chanyi suddenly noticed the ground where the formation was sealed, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

Sophora flower wine made from Sophora japonica flowers!

In the previous life, I only drank one cup secretly before being stopped by Yuan Qing. Although the taste was not as good as the Su family's Taoyao brew, it had a different flavor.

In addition, Yuan Qing's spiritual energy is sealed inside...

It is a great supplement.

It’s not an exaggeration to ask for some interest.

So, with three clicks, the seal on the ground was broken.

Then, he broke off two more locust tree branches and started digging them on the ground.

Within a moment, two jars of Sophora japonica wine appeared in front of my eyes.

……

On the other side, Yuan Qing was being dragged to the human world by his apprentice to watch the fireworks feast, but suddenly he realized that the seal on the top of the Moon Peak had been broken.

Suddenly I felt bad.

Although Sophora japonica wine is a great spirit-boosting wine, it is made from his spiritual energy. Under the golden elixir, one cup can be poured instantly.

Above the golden elixir, the aftertaste is more substantial.

Yueyao held a rabbit lantern in her hand, tilted her head and looked at Yuan Qing doubtfully, her eyes full of nostalgia and dependence:

"Master, what's wrong?"

Yuan Qing looked at the simple apprentice and didn't trust her alone, but thinking that this was the realm of mortals, he still said:

"Yao'er, as a teacher I need to go back to the sect, you..."

Yueyao looked considerate, but also showed a suitable reluctance, and said with a smile:

"Master, go quickly. Yao'er has been used to it since she was a child, so she can do it alone."

Yuan Qing knew that he shouldn't leave at this time, but he always felt that he should go back.

The lifted seal reminded him again of the figure dancing the sword under the moon on the First Peak.

"Master, I will go with you next time."

Yueyao nodded: "Yeah, master Lagou."

After saying that, without waiting for Yuan Qing to refuse, Yueyao raised Yuan Qing's little finger and sealed it with her thumb.

half an hour.

Looking at Yuan Qing who was gradually walking away, Yueyao put away her original smile and replaced it with gloomy eyes.

Just now, he clearly saw the fluctuation in the master's eyes.

Although Yuan Qing dotes on her, he maintains a consistent mood, thinking that he treats everyone the same.

……

The summit of the moon.

Su Chanyi leaned under the locust tree, drinking cup after cup of locust flower wine in the moonlight.

The wine in the cup is golden and crystal clear, with the fragrance of sophora flowers, clear but not light, rich but not bright.

In the faint fragrance, there is a hint of sweetness.

At the same time, the rich spiritual energy continued to compress and gathered in Dantian...

After drinking it, Su Chanyi felt that the moonlight was a little hazy.

It wasn't until she drank half of the second jar of wine that she realized her head was dizzy.

He gathered spiritual energy in his hands, hoping to dispel the drunkenness, but found that he was even more drunk.

Feeling depressed, I simply ignored the drunkenness.

Su Chanyi stood up unsteadily, placed the remaining half of the jar of wine in the jug, took the white jade jug, and walked to the Moon Spring with the Wudao Sword.

Seeing the figure flying from afar, Su Chanyi was a little dazed, but then she smiled and started dancing with her sword.

When Yuan Qing arrived, he saw a red figure dancing a sword in the distance.

Turning over the moonlight Jinghong sword, Qianyun is heroic in twelve continents.

As if she should be like this!

Although he was amazed, he felt inexplicably familiar, as if he had seen this scene before.

……

Su Chanyi sipped her wine, her spiritual energy flowing freely in her body.

It was indeed a drink brewed by Yuan Qing himself, and the aura it contained was truly huge.

It wasn't until she realized that there wasn't a drop of wine left in the white jade pot that she stopped and threw the white jade pot under the tree in dissatisfaction.

Her head was dizzy, and she was about to go back, when she turned around and met a cold figure.

"Wine, you've finished it."

Su Chanyi nodded, with a hint of drunken coquettishness in her words: "It tastes good."

And suddenly, she pointed at Yuan Qing with her sword:

"Yuanqing, we fought before."

"..."

Seeing that Yuan Qing didn't respond, Su Chanyi directly stabbed Yuan Qing with her sword.

But after drinking, his figure was swaying, and his sword moves were a bit frivolous.

Seeing this, Yuan Qing stepped forward and grabbed Su Chanyi's sword-holding hand:

"stable."

Su Chanyi felt uncomfortable and wanted to break away, but Yuan Qing's spiritual energy only suppressed her.

The hands holding the swords of the two drew a perfect arc in the air, then slowly retracted them and placed them on Su Chanyi's chest.

Perhaps because of drunkenness, this scene gradually overlapped with the previous life...

When she was young, Yuan Qing also taught her this:

"Put the sword on your chest. In this way, no matter how the opponent draws the sword, you can find the opponent's weakness and counterattack as quickly as possible. Only by attacking his unpreparedness can you defeat the enemy and win."

At that time, she finally found the flaw in her swordsmanship, and her words were full of joy:

"Master, I understand. Take your sword back and prepare for it, so that you can draw it out faster."

"My disciple is smart."

……

When Yuan Qing saw that Su Chanyi was distracted, Pingbai felt a little unhappy in his heart.

Before he could say anything, he heard Su Chanyi murmuring to herself:

"Master..."

There was a faint sound of mosquitoes, but his figure suddenly froze.

It seems that she should have called him Master...

While stunned, Yuan Qing didn't notice the flash of almost cold hatred in Su Chanyi's eyes.

"Um…"

It wasn't until Su Chanyi burped from wine that he came back to his senses.

Looking at the person he imprisoned, he actually had the idea of ​​trapping her here...

But even though Su Chanyi was drunk, she still exuded the aura of keeping strangers away from her.

Yuan Qing didn't know why she always had a cold or even resistant attitude towards him...

His spiritual energy imprisoned her for a long time, until he felt that the body in his arms suddenly softened, and he suddenly supported Su Chanyi.

There were two jars of locust flower brewing. How could she resist with a little golden elixir? She would have to sleep for ten days and ten nights this time.

Yuan Qing looked at the sleeping face, and his expression softened unconsciously.

Perhaps, there is another way to know why she hates him so much...

Dream together.

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