The sword energy flew up the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, the black robe was lifted up by the wind, and Qin Jun, who was sitting on the stone steps, was slow and drunken eyes were blurred. She gently patted the piano box.

After she said the word "giving advice", the piano box opened instantly-

The two men, in a square inch range, were instantly washed by sound waves, and a barrier was opened on the spot.

Ning Yi narrowed his eyes, stretched out one hand, and blocked the girl behind him.

Ning Yi sighed lightly and said, "Since that's the case, then click to stop."

This is the academy, and he and Qin Jun are also friends. Seeing Qin Jun’s half drunk and half awake look, today’s competition should be inevitable. It’s okay to take action by yourself, and you must not hurt your relationship.

Ning Yi was a little confused.

What kind of wine does Shengsheng drink slowly?

A practitioner of her level like her would find it difficult to get drunk even if he did not use the starlight to relieve the smell of alcohol.

What's the reason?

This great gentleman could not even practice meditation... to relieve sorrow with wine.

The woman in black robe sat on the stone steps and shouted fiercely: "Come on!"

The waterfall box suddenly opened.

Ning Yi did not look back, his voice softly, and he said seriously to the girl: "Just look at it."

The piano box flowed out of the darkness of the sky and the earth, and the dome was like a waterfall, one by one, and the flow fell down, instantly hitting Ning Yi's shoulder, causing the young man to stagger slightly, and his shoulders to shake one by one, but soon returned to normal.

The road of piano sounds reaches the soul.

A huge wave was stirred up in Ning Yi's divine pool.

His expression was calm, without any wavering, and without any sign of pain.

Above the Heart Lake, the heart of the natal sword shaking, the dust was gone, illuminating the entire divine pool.

With the blessing of Wanhua Sword Heart, Ning Yi's soul is indestructible.

Jiang Mianfeng's eyes became brighter and she raised her hands and pressed down.

The piano box turned around, and a guqin slid out sideways—

Waterfall!

This guqin is the treasure of Bailu Cave Academy, "Flying Waterfalls" and the end of the zither is warm and round. After years of experience, it has a vicissitudes of life. The vermilion primer is slightly transparent on the topcoat, in the color of chestnut shell.

The waterfall guqin was shocked by the energy and hung in the air for a moment, allowing you to see the whole picture. The shoulders were raised by two emblems and nearly three emblems, the golden emblem and jade feet, the snake's belly also had small flowing water, cow hair and other broken patterns, rectangular dragon pond and phoenix swamp. The four words "Flying Waterfall Beads" are engraved on the right side of the pond. The Na Yin in the dragon pond is engraved on the middle of the Na Yin in the imperial center, "The Taoist of the Emperor Ming Dynasty's royal family created the Zhonghe zither."

The Taoist Yun'an, the founder of Qinjun's lineage, was a great man from many years ago, and had close relationships with the academy and the Dao Sect. It is not only Bailu Cave, but also within the Dao Sect, there are also treasures and inheritances left by the Taoist Yun'an.

The guqin hangs in the air.

Shengsheng slowly pressed his hands on the strings, which seemed to be pressing down, but in fact it was hanging without venting, and his fingertips were not touched.

She paused for a moment.

Then press the string.

The whole "waterfall is connected with beads" fell in an instant. As her fingers pressed, the whole Qin pressed her back to her knees. Qin Jun's hands and fingers turned into phantoms that were so fast that they could not be seen clearly. They lightly gathered and slowly twisted and wiped again. The cuffs made a slam, and invisible sound waves flew out, like a waterfall hanging on a spring. Each sound wave was slashed out in an arc and then slashed out, and a sound bomb would be brought out from the surface of the waterfall. The ancient Qin body seemed to splash out a pool of smoke and dust.

The black robe surging, Qin Jun's face was dull, he glanced at the teenager who was at the center of the song.

Ning Yi held the girl's ancient long sword in his arms.

This is not a precious sword, it is just an ordinary sword weapon. After being taken out of the sword trap and wiped clean, it still has an unwashable dusty atmosphere. It is held in the girl's arms and always looks like a small sword. It is held in Ning Yi's arms, but it has a lonely and indifferent wandering atmosphere.

Ning Yi let go of the long sword and let it land on his own.

The moment the scabbard was about to pierce into the soft ground, Ning Yi gently knocked on the scabbard.

There was an arc of 720 degrees in front of me.

Holding a sword.

Shock sheath.

The sword sheath burst into pieces in the sound waves of the sky.

A trace of snow-white light bloomed in front of Ning Yi.

The second and third strokes, the first bright sword light had not dissipated, and the next one had already been cut out, extending from top to bottom, cutting from left to right, cutting from semi-circular arc, and lifting the ground up.

The sword energy is like a peacock spreading its tail.

Jiang Mianfeng's fingertips were faster. She didn't say anything, and her corner of her clothes thorned and cracked.

Ning Yi's two fingers were put together and a spark was drawn on the Gucu Jian.

He started running.

The distance between the two was originally very close, but now it seemed like they were separated by a big river.

Ning Yi walked on the river, with huge waves at the bottom of his feet, which could be submerged at any time.

The waterfall hangs upside down and hits the cover.

An ancient long sword had already made a crackling sound.

The cuffs of the robe, blown by the strong wind, were constantly torn apart, revealing half of the snow-white arms. The wine pot on her waist suddenly exploded-

Ning Yi held the ancient sword, and the more he ran, the further he was from the end of the river.

The woman in black robe sitting on the river bank raised her head and collided with Ning Yi's eyes.

The secret method of soul!

Ning Yi groaned and held the sword heart.

The river surface splashed.

At the foot of the Tibetan sword mountain, there was silence.

Ning Yi was frightened and sweated coldly. The tip of his sword wiped Qin Jun's cheek, and a blood mark was cut.

The slow voice still sat on the stone steps.

Her zither box had never been opened, and the heavy and huge waterfall guqin box stood on her right.

Ten fingers pressed on their knees, and at this moment, they barely pressed onto their robe.

Jiang Mianfeng's expression was very calm, and there was no sign of drunkenness in her eyes. She looked at Ning Yi calmly and said, "Mr. Ning Yi, click until."

The four words that are clicked until they are splashed in Ning Yixin Lake.

A crack suddenly appeared on the sword body of the ancient long sword.

Then there was the second and third paths, a spider web was broken, and the ancient long sword was broken, shattered and collapsed on the side of Qin Jun's cheek, above his shoulders, and fell on the stone steps.

Ning Yi found that his back clothes were soaked by cold sweat.

He stared at Qin Jun and said, "The waterfall beads are not open?"

Qin Jun whispered: "No."

Ning Yi said again: "You are not drunk either?"

Qin Jun paused and said, "Mr. Ning Yi hopes I'm drunk?"

Ning Yi had a complicated expression, and his mind was in chaos. He lowered his head and watched the wood chips rolling on the ground. It was a broken peach wood wine pot?

What I just saw was the illusion that Qin Jun condensed with his own cultivation, or did it really happen?

The Great Way of Sound mainly attacks the soul.

When did you get Qin Jun’s way?

From the beginning when the soul and soul contacted each other?

Ning Yi looked at Qin Jun's sleeves and found that Jiang Mianfeng's cuffs were broken, as he had just seen, cracks broke. Under the impact of his sword energy, half of the cuffs were destroyed, revealing the flawless snow-white forearms.

He did not use "Xiaoxue" and Qinjun did not use "Flying Waterfall".

Ning Yi sighed in emotion: "I've seen it."

He wanted to speak but stopped.

If the ones just now are fake, then what is true?

This sentence cannot be said.

It seems that I can see Ning Yi’s thoughts.

Shengsheng slowly lowered his head, covered his face with black veil, and said softly: "The truth is both false and false. These are just... Little Doyle."

There was a hint of self-deprecation in her voice.

Ning Yi looked at Qin Jun and found that the great gentleman's eyes were not so calm.

He said seriously: "When it's time to drink, you can come to me."

Qin Jun was stunned.
To be continued...