Three months passed in a hurry, and the back mountain of Qingcheng was filled with lush pine forests.

I saw a man standing tall and standing on the pine branches. The breeze came gently, and his whole body seemed to be without weight, shaking left and right along with the pine branches.

Suddenly, the wind suddenly rose, and the slowly shaking pine branches suddenly swayed.

Scarlet, a sharp sword sounded like a stone breaking through the sky, and resounded through the sky. The sword in the Taoist's hand was unsheathed, flashing layers of sword light.

In the pine forest, green light shone, cold air was shining, and the vast sword energy shot everywhere, mountains and rocks splashed, and dust danced.

The sword in the Taoist hand became more and more anxious, until his whole body was covered with a layer of green sword light, and even his figure became blurred.

A trace of sharp and stern sword light slowly spread, like a flying flower in spring and a heavy snow of goose feathers, splashing.

When the sword light flashed, a unique sword sound was like a crane cry, melodious and melodious, rising straight to the sky, revealing a unique charm in the blue shadow and white light.

Not far away, six young men watched the changes of sword energy like frost and sword marks like snow in the pine forest, with their eyes full of amazement.

After a while, a young man came to his senses and closed his mouth that was wide open because of surprise, and said with longing and respect: "No wonder, Senior Brother Yu and his party had the title of Qingkong and Crane Feather. This sword was full of green energy and a cold light flashed, but it was not Qingkong Crane Feather."

"Not bad." The other people nodded repeatedly, and one of them echoed: "And the young master used his sword to do whatever he wanted, and his sword moves were continuous, and he had already formed his own tricks. When the sword moves changed, the sound of the sword contained mysterious internal force changes, just like the cry of the crane. The words "Qingxing Sky and Crane Feather" were the most appropriate."

"To be honest, Master Lin is the most blessed. Being under the Young Master, your future is limitless, and it is only a matter of time before you surpass us." Another man looked at the youngest of the six people and said.

The handsome young man dared not even tell me.

While the few people were chatting and laughing, they saw that the Taoist sword technique was getting faster and faster in the pine forest, and a long stream of air surrounded him. When the sword moves changed, it was like thunder roaring.

Rumbled, and in an instant, the sword technique was closed, just like in midsummer, when the clouds were closed and the rain stopped, and a sword sounded like a vast river, surging in surging.

Although the six people stood dozens of feet away, when they heard the sound of the sword, the true energy in their bodies stagnated for a moment, and their bodies couldn't help but stiffen for a moment.

The six people looked at each other in shock and gained a clearer understanding of Bai Xingjian's strength.

Looking up, Bai Xingjian had already put his sword in his arms. While he was breathing, he could vaguely see a faint white air flow between his mouth and nose, like a spiritual snake swallowing and spitting, which was very mysterious.

The six people did not dare to neglect and hurried forward to salute.

"I've met my senior brother (young leader, master)"

Bai Xingjian slowly opened his eyes, and two sharp sword lights shot out from his eyes, and then calmed down, as deep as the lake water.

"The four senior brothers are polite, Junior Brother Lin, Pingzhi." Bai Xingjian nodded lightly and asked. "Why are you six here? But what's wrong with the Liuhe Formation?"

Since becoming the head of Qingcheng Young Master, Yu Canghai has let Bai Xingjian take charge of some of his disciples.

Bai Xingjian was not polite, so he directly selected the strongest disciples of Qingcheng Sixiu and Lin Renyu, who were among the second generation of disciples, and then selected seven other disciples with good level. In addition to Lin Pingzhi, there were thirteen people, who specialized in studying the Six-Head Seven-Star Formation.

Among them, the six people who are most valued by Bai Xingjian are undoubtedly the six people in front of him. There are many changes that others do not know about, which can be attacked or defended, and it is extremely important to achieve it.

In the past three months, Bai Xingjian has been guiding the six of them in addition to practicing the magical power of He Li Jiuxiao.

It is worth mentioning that after becoming the young master, the six cold jade cubes that originally belonged to the disciples were automatically divided into Bai Xingjian.

Bai Xingjian had a system in his body and didn't need it much, so he gave the cushion to Lin Pingzhi.

At present, all six people have Hanyu cushions, and their martial arts progress is the fastest in the Qingcheng Sect, especially Lin Pingzhi. In just a few months, he has mastered ten serious things and almost caught up with Lin Renyu, which makes the five of them very stressed.

When the five of them heard Bai Xingjian's question, they looked at Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi also knew that he had the lowest status, so he quickly stepped forward when he saw this, "When he said, it was the head master who asked us to come to find the master, saying that the uncle Liu Zhengfeng of Hengshan Sect would wash his hands in the golden basin half a month later, and asked the master to go to watch the ceremony together."

"This is an invitation sent by Hengshan!" As he said that, Lin Pingzhi took out a big red and gold-inlaid invitation from his arms.

Bai Xingjian slapped his head. He had been studying the magical power of Heli Jiuxiao over the past few months, but he forgot about this.

He naturally would not miss the trip to Hengshan. Even this trip to Hengshan is crucial to the future development of Qingcheng, so he must prepare well.

Bai Xingjian reached out to take the invitation and glanced up and down.

The invitation reads that Liu Zhengfeng will wash his hands on the tenth day of next month and leave the world. He begs Qingcheng to send the young master Qingkong Heyu Bai Xingjian to watch the ceremony.

Holding the invitation, Bai Xingjian pondered for a moment, "Okay, I understand this. You guys go back and continue practicing first. I'll go find my father."

"Yes." Several people responded and continued to practice.

Bai Xingjian found Yu Canghai, but did not hide it, and said bluntly: "Father, what do you think about the golden basin of Liu Zhengfeng in Hengshan's hand washing?"

"What?" Yu Canghai was a little confused by Bai Xingjian's sudden inquiry.

"Isn't it just that Liu Zhengfeng is tired of the struggle in the world and wants to wash his hands? What else can he think?" said Yu Canghai, the second monk, in a daze.

Bai Xingjian shook his head, "I don't think it's that simple. Liu Zhengfeng is the second-ranking figure of Hengshan Sect, second only to Mr. Mo Da, the head of Hengshan Sect. Over the years, Mr. Mo Da has been elusive and relied on Liu Zhengfeng alone to support the Hengshan Sect."

"Now that he wants to wash his hands with a golden basin is equivalent to destroying half of the Hengshan Sect. No matter how you look at it, it is abnormal."

"I think there must be some unknown secrets when Liu Zhengfeng washes his hands this time."

"Not it?" Yu Canghai looked at Bai Xingjian hesitantly, "Maybe he was tired of the struggle in the martial arts world?"

"And even if there is any unknown secret, it is their Hengshan Sect's affairs. What does it have to do with us?" Yu Canghai spread his hands.

"Of course it's related." Bai Xingjian shook his head and said.

"Although the world is big, there is still a certainty. You are more and I am less, and you are less and I am more. The changes in the strength and weakness of the sects in the world can affect our Qingcheng Sect, and Hengshan Sect is naturally no exception."
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