Li Xun stood there blankly, helpless.

The sound of water behind the back continued, and the beauty behind the fog did not stop and was still picking up water to clean her body.

Li Xun was a little stupid when he heard this. Although his understanding of the opposite sex was not comprehensive, isn’t there any fewer people like the one behind who can take a leisurely bath beside a man?

After all, Li Xun is not stupid. He already understood at this time that he is facing a person who is absolutely unaffected. In front of such a strong person, being a good boy is the smartest!

Although he had already turned his back, he still closed his eyes, for fear of offending others again by accident. It had nothing to do with moral morality, just to save his life.

After confirming that everything was safe, he stammered: I didn't... meant to do it!"

The other party did not answer instantly. Li Xun only heard the sound of splashing water. Every sound was a destruction of his will.

I don’t know how long it took, but the woman behind the fog spoke: “The words are true, but why pretend to be nervous? Things don’t vary from person to person. The consequences of a smart person and a fool are the same.”

Li Xun was speechless.

The woman behind is really terrible.

After a moment of pause, the woman said again: "It depends on your poor cultivation and you can't control the sword. How did you come here?"

Li Xun blurted out: "Climbed up!"

The first time there was an emotional existence in Zi's tone. Although it was just a slight surprise, Li Xun was quite proud. She only heard her ask: "You are Mingxin Jian."

A disciple of the sect?”

This is considered a cross-examination. Li Xun was first grateful that his internal breathing flow was the authentic Mingxin Sword Sect's direct history. Otherwise, as soon as the Nether Ming Qi came out, the person on the other side would probably slash him with one palm!

Fortunately, his mind turned a few times and thought about all the consequences, and finally decided to "take the truth" to report it.

"Shame, just a low-class disciple..."

Li Xun used this sentence as a buffer, and then started from his own life experience and talked about his seven-year experience.

Of course, the death threat of Xue Sanren and the recent "Netherworld Record" won't be mentioned. It only says that he is devoted to the Tao. After being eliminated, he went to climb to Wangfeng to prove his heart.

This passage was originally something he had cared for for a long time in his heart and was about to be used as a speech in the future. Although he had never told the human being, he was already extremely skilled in his belly.

When I first spoke, although there was still a bit awkward in the words, I was extremely fluent afterwards. Many words were blurted out without thinking about them, but they were "sincere".

As soon as he opened his mouth, he spoke for a quarter of an hour. During this period, the woman asked a few details, but they were all within Li Xun's plan and responded quite smoothly.

In this way, when he came to an end, the woman surprised him: "There are such people now!"

Although his tone was still plain, as if he was saying something unsurprisingly ordinary, the meaning was that it was. Li Xun was secretly happy and of course he had to thank him.

The woman didn't care how he reacted, but said again: "You have been alone for seven years and traveled more than 200,000 miles. Being able to withstand such suffering is also considered a master of people. I am a little disrespectful to you like this. You can walk a hundred steps away and go ashore. When I dress neatly, I will meet you again."

Li Xun naturally acted as he said and went to the shore, but he didn't dare to say much. He just stood up on the spot and took great effort in the face.

It was just a few breaths later than him. A figure slowly walked from the fog, with water gua flowing and light clouds accompanying. Although she still couldn't see her face clearly, her slight steps and swaying figure in the long skirt made Li Xun stunned, and she felt that she had never seen such a person again in her life.

In a faint vague way, there seemed to be a faint ringtone slowly sucking into the mist, intertwining with the confused sky and water. The shaking sound of the sky was seamlessly combined with the slowly coming figure, grabbing Li Xun's mind.

When the water in front of him dissipated, Li Xun even stopped breathing. What a beauty like this?

Li Xun only felt that the clean and unfilled face in front of him was like a daffodil shining on the water. There was a unique arrogance in the pure and beautiful state, but he saw light sorrow in his leisure.

Before he could find the words to describe the beauty in front of him, he felt weak in his legs and wished he could kneel down on the ground and worship him.

The two of them had their eyes in exchange for each other, and the woman's eyes flashed with dazzling waves. Li Xun was stunned and his mind was blank. In a trance, the woman said, "It's like an old friend!"

He seemed to have heard this sentence somewhere? When he was drowsy, a light of inspiration flashed through his mind: "Immortal Master Qingxu!"

Hitted by this name that had been entangled for seven years, Li Xun immediately shivered. When he woke up, he saw the woman sitting on the grass on the shore, combing her hair that was as long as her waist and hips. Little bits of water dripped down the silk-like curtain, as if a fragrance of her daughter's house was pouring on her face.

Li Xun bent his legs unconsciously, knelt on the ground, and didn't dare to raise his head. He just asked in a humble voice: "I dare to ask which immortal master is it?"

When he asked, several names flashed through his mind, all of which were learned from ancient times when he heard from Taoist Mingyan seven years ago. The senior immortal master of the Mingxin Sword Sect, Yang Sheng and Yin Decay, and there were only a few female cultivators who became famous, which is actually easy to guess.

The woman glanced at him, kept dressing up in her hands, and responded lightly: "Qingyin."

When Li Xun heard this, his head was lowered, not letting his thoughts reveal his thoughts at all: "It's her!"

This is one of the few tragic figures in the history of Mingxin Sword Sect.

This is a case involving Yu Sanren, the famous Tongxuan Realm.

At this time, Qing Yin was an immortal master of the same generation as the sect leader Qingming. However, a thousand years ago, she was just a backward who had just achieved success in cultivation, and Yusan Gu Zhixuan was already a generation of demons famous in the Tongxuan Realm.

At that time, Yusanren's cave was not in the Arctic Yama Heaven, but in Luoyu Mountain in the middle of this world, it was known as "the ten thousand immortals will not return", one of the six great Jedi in the Tongxuan Realm - Wuhui Realm.

At that time, Fairy Qingyin was captured by Yusanren, and therefore, Qingyin's reputation was lost all throughout the day.

It was also at this time that Zhong Yin, the most amazing master of Mingxin Sword Sect in thousands of years, showed his style.

In Wuhui Realm, Zhong Yin fought with Yu Sanren and hundreds of his monks in order to save Qing Yin, and his sword energy soared into the sky. Within three hours, most of the hundreds of monks were depressed. He also penetrated Yu Sanren's chest with a sword, forcing him to escape thousands of miles and defected to his niece Gu Yin.

This grand occasion that has not been seen in the Tongxuan Realm for a thousand years can only be achieved by Zhong Yin, who is known as the number one sword of Tongxuan.

At this point, Zhong Yin's voice is as powerful as the sun; and the green roar becomes the thin shadow of his countless achievements, which is in people's hearts.

From that moment on, Qingyin lived in seclusion somewhere in Shuwang Peak. Zhong Yin shone in Tongxuan Realm for hundreds of years, and also sat on Shuwang Peak to open a cave and accompany Qingyin. They are also monks in Mingxin Sword Sect who practice on Shuwang Peak for many years.

At this moment, facing the most miserable protagonist in the rumor, Li Xun couldn't help but move, but it was a mess and didn't know what he was thinking.

In a daze, he bowed again and said, "Good Master Qingyin, please pay homage to my disciple Li Xun."

Qing Yin kept whispering: "I came from the Wanghou family and had such perseverance. Over the years, I have only seen you alone. You are very good."

Li Xun was secretly happy when he heard this, but forced himself to hold it down on his face and bowed again: "The Immortal Master is praised!"

Qing Yin didn't care what he said, and continued, "Despite your cultivation, although it is still a little shallow, but in terms of internal breathing, I think it can be done if you close it for two or three hours."

"I can still support you."

Qingyin finally stopped combing his hand and nodded: "In the path of internal cultivation, it is most taboo to build a pavilion in the air, and the foundation is unstable. Although you have suffered in the past seven years, you have done a good job in the path of foundation. You can practice steadily, practice internally and externally, and the three treasures of energy and spirit are the same. I think the day when the internal and external are connected is not far away.

"If you keep it for a long time and follow the law, you will be slow to advance, but you will be more stable. In the first hundred years, you will be inferior to others, and in the next thousand years, you will be inferior to you. If you can be consistent for thousands of years, it will be difficult for you to ascend to the sky?"

Li Xun was happy first, and then he was stunned: "The immortal master means..."

Qing Yin did not answer him, but just started to pull the bun and put away a black hair. Only two or three left were left slanted down. The style of the bun did not meet the common specifications used in the world, but it was also very simple and unique.

Even if Li Xun had something in his heart, he couldn't help but secretly watch it. He couldn't help but lose his composure, but he didn't see it.

It was not until the bun was tied up that Qing Yin said, "Do you know where is the one sitting on Wangfeng Peak?"

Li Xun's heart moved and answered honestly: "Disciple doesn't know!"

"There are a total of 274,900 miles from the foot of the peak, which is one-half of this peak. According to the sect rules, you have been automatically listed in the Mingxin Sword Sect wall at this time. You can enter Qiyuan Hall, practice magic tricks, and then become a master of the Ming Dynasty. Of course, if you want to continue climbing up, it is not impossible to become the direct lineage of the sect leader!"

Li Xun was really stunned. He was probably more often than he had been together in seven years. He was speechless and said after a while: "Is it...just... it's here?"

"Sitting on the Wangfeng Peak and combining the extremes of the six realms, the extremes are nine, so there are a total of 540,000 miles. You have passed 4,900 miles and you have arrived."

Li Xun listened blankly on all sides. He wanted to say a few words, but what came out of his mouth was full of "hehe" noises.

After a while, he suddenly started to laugh, and laughter came out of his throat, making a "clog". Before the laughter ended, he beat the ground and howled again, crying bitterly.

He had long forgotten the Qingyin Immortal Master who had already forgotten his identity, purpose, and ideals. Now Li Xun just wanted to vent his pain and vomit all the loneliness, suffering, and despair that had been with him for seven years.

Every time he cried, he felt a little happy in his heart. When he cried ten, he was filled with joy. However, this joy was sour and irresistible. Tears were like springs, and they could not stop.

In my mind, the various situations in the past seven years were like a revolving rotation, countless struggles on the line of life and death, the collision of despair and hope, the silent loneliness and crazy delusions were intertwined one by one, and the bitter wine that was made was still only tasted by oneself until now.

Qingyin didn't stop him, but watched him crying with interest, his eyes shining brightly and unstable, as if he had other ideas.

This cry was a small time, and only people like Qingyin could wait as if nothing had happened.

When he cried to the end, Li Xun gradually became more conscious and began to feel embarrassed. He quickly packed up his tears and snot and apologized: "The disciple was sad for a moment and lost his composure in front of the immortal master. I would like to forgive him!"

Qing Yin glanced at him, and for the first time there was a clear expression on the corner of his lips - a smile that seemed pity and mocking, and said, "You are more adorable when you cry."

Li Xun felt a stern heart, and suddenly thought of the reason why Qingxu accused him. He immediately fell on the ground in cold sweat, and Qiqi Ai Ai couldn't speak.

On some levels, Qingyin should be more terrifying than Qingxu.

At least, Li Xun could guess Qingxu's likes and dislikes, but when facing Qingyin, his mind was somehow unable to turn around, and he was really stupid. However, Qingyin's words were not so simple, which made him quite difficult to understand.

Fortunately, Qingyin didn't intend to make things difficult for him, and he didn't need to think about how to deal with it. He changed the topic casually: "Looking at this, don't you want to climb up any more?"

"Whoever crawled will be a fool!" Li Xun responded in his heart. Of course, he couldn't say that, but he felt that it was quite troublesome to argue, so he was just speechless, and showed an embarrassment and fear on his face.

Qing Yin looked at it and sighed again: "I am not mine. If I didn't disturb your mood, and if I didn't come here, I would have disturbed your mood, and in five years, you might really be like the three generations of ancestors, reaching the top and achieving supreme achievements.

"And at this time, you will be exhausted and lack courage. No matter how strong you support yourself, it will be harmful or useless."

Li Xun was overjoyed, and at the same time he was quite grateful for Qing Yin's reasonableness. The expression on his face was really sincere, and it was hard to say anything, but he just kept thanking him.

Qingyin ignored him and looked elsewhere, as if the heavy fog around her could not block her gaze or was thinking about something.

Li Xun took this opportunity to look at her, looking at her beautiful and flawless face, elegant and elegant outline, and quiet and elegant demeanor. He knew that his gaze was quite rude, but he couldn't stop it.

After a few breaths, Qing Yin turned his face and glanced at him: "Well, what I owe you today, I will pay you back today."

As he said that, his hand somehow shook, and a blue light broke through the clouds and fog, soaring into the sky, disappearing in an instant.

Li Xunben was still talking "trepidated" there, but when he saw the light flash, he couldn't speak anymore.

Qing Yin said lightly: "That is the sword talisman of our sect. I have reported to the sect leader about this matter. In another three or four hours, the elders of our sect will come here and follow the rules of the sect to enter. From then on, you will have to walk on the road of cultivation by yourself."

Li Xun didn't need to be artificial, so he was overjoyed and grateful, and acted as a kowtower worm again.
To be continued...