Refining the Mountains and Rivers

The sun is a little less blazing in the West. The warm color light covers the garden. In the gloom and fragrance, there are various kinds of plants, stretching their waists wantonly.

Qin Huan bowed his head and tied the fence wire tightly. After confirming that he would not fall off, he stood up straight. He coughed violently in his mouth, and a faint blush appeared on his white cheek. The slanting sun shines through the young man's fragmentary hair. Half of his face is covered in the shadow. His thin body, eyebrows and eyes are not handsome. There are a few light spots on his face, but it seems that he is inexplicably kind.

Because of this, in the first half of the year, after the wild boar broke into the medicine garden, the master of the medicine garden was temporarily soft hearted, which made Qin Huan escape the tragic fate of hanging to death. However, he was not treated in time after the injury. Although the potato boy was taken care of, he was still suffering from cold and coughing all day. His face was paler than that of ordinary people, and he was often maliciously called a tuberculosis ghost.

At this time, Qin Huan mostly smiled and turned to look indifferent. He is an orphan. He has understood the principle of fist since he was a child. If he can bear it, he will never provoke right and wrong. After sorting out the items, Qin Huan bent down to clean up the green slate on the ground.

This kind of stone is the most famous thing of Dongyue sect. It is very hard and has a good appearance. It is favored by many cultivation sects to purchase and build Mountain Gate one after another. It is the pillar product of Dongyue sect and earns a lot of Lingshi. Of course, there is no predestination between Lingshi, a high-end cultivation object, and Qin Huan's disciples. Most of them go into the pockets of the headmaster and the elders, and a few of them are sent to the sect's true biography.

Dongyue sect has been accumulating all the wealth for seven years. Maybe it can't even afford a piece of bluestone under its feet? Qin Huan felt astringent and immediately pressed. He is very clear about his qualifications. Since they are doomed to be mediocre, he should not think about them.

It's time.

Qin Huan put away his shovel and wiped it carefully. As he was in charge of the bluestone Road near the medicine garden, pollen, petals and leaves were often rolled out by the wind, which made it very difficult to remove them. Therefore, the tip of this angle shovel is mixed with refined iron of a little refining tool. Only the size of rice grain can improve the sharpness by several levels.

Tudou joked that this was the most valuable thing in Qin Huan. It was a nine level magic weapon. Although this thing still belonged to Dongyue school in essence, he only had the right to use it without ownership.

"This kid, his mouth is really smelly!" Qin Huan scolded, but his mouth was slightly cocked up.

All of a sudden, a burst of laughter came from afar. Although he tried his best to be free and easy, he could not hide the flavor of madness.

Qin Huan was stunned. He quickly backed away and bowed his head and hands.

"The third senior brother's qualification is against the sky. He broke seven circumstances in 27 days to build the foundation. It's really the record that we have never had since the establishment of Dongyue school!"

"Not only our Dongyue faction, looking at the territory of the south, but also no one can match senior brother Wei Wei!"

"Elder martial brother Wei Wei, I don't know how much younger sister has in her practice. I wonder if elder martial brother has time tonight?"

"Elder martial Sister Zhang, what kind of person is elder martial brother Wei Wei? The time outside the daily practice has been arranged. If you want to communicate with elder martial brother, you need to make an appointment at least three days in advance."

Among the crowd, the biggest and most brilliant laugh is the third senior brother. There are several young women on the left and right sides. They are smiling and exhaling like orchids. The body contacts intentionally or unintentionally between walking and the adoring eyes make people more and more relaxed.

Qin Huan's eyes were slightly dazed.

The Third Elder martial brother Wei Wei, whose native place is unknown, boasted that he had been a Royal School captain and the top Jindan cultivation. Since the day when he was judged to have cultivation talent, he was renamed by the clansman, in order to revive the family's prestige and achieve the ancestral feat one day.

Before that, we should only laugh. The third senior brother has a very powerful name, but he is not very beautiful. He has a sharp tongue and a sharp cheek. He is also a man who is very considerate and likes to take advantage of small things. He can't match the Royal School captain who is powerful and powerful.

However, since two months ago, the third senior brother has staged a typical grass-roots counter attack drama. On the 27th, he broke through seven circumstances of refining Qi and built a foundation at one stroke. Since then, it's said that the foundation has reached the third place the day before yesterday.

This speed of cultivation, let alone the small Dongyue sect, is placed in the Xiandao sect, which dominates one side, and it is also top-notch!

On the day when the Third Elder martial brother built the foundation, the headmaster cried all night and prayed to the patriarch. The next day, he opened the altar to try and officially accepted the Third Elder martial brother. So far, the Third Elder martial brother Xianyu turned over and became the true biography of the headmaster. It's called a prestige!

Nearly a thousand disciples of Dongyue sect were all red eyed rabbits that day.

Nowadays, the third senior brother seems to be the future star of revitalizing the school, and a group of true biographies among the most influential ones are becoming more and more famous.

"Your younger martial brother and younger martial sister have praised each other. You can't hurt me just because you are a novice in your brother's cultivation and are on guard against arrogance and impetuosity." Wei Wei's face was full of reserve, which led to a wave of flattery, such as "elder martial brother's modesty", "our sincere words", "elder martial brother's heart is like a rock, can we shake it" and so on.

A line of people walked along the stone path. Elder martial brother three seemed to have a pause in Qin Huan's eyes, but he soon took it back and was indifferent. The two sides are no longer at the same level and are destined to never meet again in the future, even if they knew each other before?

When he said that the laughter was far away, he heard a few coquetry. It seemed that the Third Elder martial brother said something about Huahua and made fun of several young women, which led to three or two powder fists.

Qin Huan stood up quietly, looked in that direction, turned around and left, and walked away gradually. In the slanting sun, the young man's back was thin like a solitary bamboo.At the end of his work, he didn't go back to his residence. He took a few turns, walked along the hillside for a while, and came to a remote valley.

There were few people here, but Qin Huan gasped for breath. Squinting, he soon found the hoof mark on the ground. It was a big guy to see the degree of soil depression.

Squat down and look carefully at the missing corner of the front foot print. He smiles and finally finds you! There were wild boars in the valley. It was the one that broke into the medicine garden half a year ago and almost killed him. Qin Huan paid attention to it for a long time and finally found its whereabouts a few days ago.

Without entering the valley, Qin Huan tiptoed to look at the big trees in the valley, determined that the traps were in good condition, turned around and walked away.

The spirit power around the school is relatively strong, so these boars are smart and sensitive to smell. He doesn't want to fall short.

There must be some, but not all, vengeance against the boar.

Qin Huan had heard before that this wild boar with a missing corner of his left front hoof had won many times in the medicine garden for several years. He ate many lingcao, and his flesh and blood contained a lot of Lingli. It's these Lingli's ideas that he fought. If he could capture this wild boar and kill it to eat blood and meat, he might be able to cure the old disease.

No longer delay all the way back to the house, as usual met several groups of people were mocked.

Qin Huan looked down and smiled a little, until he entered his yard and his face was calm. Qin Huan began to eat after simple washing. He chewed carefully and swallowed with the water bit by bit. He is very clear about his physical condition, has not improved, cough and chest tightness gradually increased, in recent days, he got up in the morning, even with blood in the sputum.

There is a great fear in the heart of the young man. He can't help but try to eat more.

After eating, clean up the dishes and chopsticks, rest quietly for a while, wait for the inner peace, and start to practice.

It's true that disciples from other schools can also practice. After all, they can join the school of cultivating immortals on the premise that they have cultivation qualifications, which is just too bad.

The disciples of Dongyue sect uniformly issued only three pages of "true wood formula". Even Qin Huan, who is not a novice, knows that the "true wood formula" is a remnant and out of stock, and the grade is terrible, which is not in the market at all.

But there was no other choice. Qin Huan knew this and never complained about it. After seven years of serious cultivation, he never stopped for one day. He managed to reach the second level of Qi training. When you use the skill, you can feel the faint cool breath and flow inside your body, which brings you some comfort.

One hour later, Qin Huan opened his eyes and was disappointed. He can perceive that after each practice, his chest will be dull and dissipated. However, the second level of Qi refining magic power is too weak to eliminate the hidden dangers in his body.

Moreover, every time the mana flow passes through the chest, it will cause loss. Although not many, it also exceeds Qin Huan's replenishment speed. Up to now, the realm of the second level of refining Qi is crumbling. Once the realm goes backward, only with the power of the first level of refining Qi, I'm afraid that the disease will break out immediately.

Therefore, Qin Huan dared to practice for only one hour every day.

He got up and stretched out. He pushed the door out and began to run slowly along the remote path. In this way, Qin Huan's tired body was not a small challenge, but it could help the circulation of Qi and blood, so he insisted.

Wheezing -

wheezing -

heavy breathing is like a pulled old bellows. Two groups of fainting gradually appear on the pale face of the youth. Half an hour later, Qin Huan stopped his heavy steps, swayed slightly, and began to ring again.

He tried to stand up straight, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing. After his heart rate was slightly calmed, he turned around and went back.

Half an hour's running, it takes at least twice as long to walk back. It's usually dark at the residence, and today is no exception.

Qin Huan dragged his body and was about to walk out of the remote path when he was surprised. When he was young, he found that his ability of five senses was far superior to that of ordinary people, especially his ear and eyes. At this time, the night breeze brings a little subtle sound. It seems that it came from the steep slope after careful identification. Not far behind the steep slope is the boar haunting the valley. Did the trap set out?

Qin Huan was tired of growing. He did not know where his strength came out. He turned and rushed up the slope.

Dongyue school is located in a place with relatively strong spiritual power. The quality of the weeds growing here has changed greatly over the years and months. For example, the rattan itself is usually harvested by farmers and used to raise livestock. But on the high slope, the rattan is as tough as cowhide.

Qin Huan's legs were burning, but he was in a state of high spirits.

Rush up the high slope with one breath, and listen to the movement. As expected, the eyes are brighter. But when he was near the valley, a scream suddenly came, and Qin Huan stopped suddenly!

Wei Wei!

This voice, can't be wrong.

Why is he here?

Qin Huan knew that he was just afraid of thinking wrong at the beginning. He felt a little sweet and bloody smell coming into his nostrils, and his forehead was covered with fine sweat beads. He quietly turned around and was about to leave. His heart suddenly contracted and he fell on the ground without hesitation.

Whew -

a light green blade cut the robe, and shot it into the ground against his scalp, "poof" went deep into it. Qin Huan's robe was wet with cold sweat. If he had been hit just now, I'm afraid he would be different."This younger martial brother, since he has come, why do you have to leave in a hurry?" The head apprentice's face was slightly white, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. His voice was mild and not as fierce as before.

Wei Wei fell to the ground, with a long wound between his chest and abdomen. The blood wet the ground, and he struggled to breathe. It was like a fish that had been thrown on the shore. Which sea was a little proud before. Seeing the person coming, his eyes suddenly burst into light, shouting: "brother Qin Huan, help me, Han Dong is crazy, he wants to kill me!"

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