Qin Lang's words that night were still in his ears.

After that, Qin Lang no longer let Lang Qianxing cook and wash dishes, but practiced with Bo Yizhongyi and the others. While they were cultivating, senior brother Zhong Yi watched, while Qin Lang forged weapons for the three of them in the Sword Casting Hall in Qingyun Peak.

The role of Yun Jue is considered to be the most comprehensive one of Tianyun Sect, and he is an extremely talented super scholar. Dan Xiu, Fu Xiu, Item Refiner, Array Master, and Sword Xiu, the most elite of the Tianyun Sect, were not as good as Yun Jue.

The reason is because Yun Jue has a pure mind and only focuses on cultivation, unlike other people in the sect, who still have a lot of chores in his heart.

The state of mind is like a container for water, and water is the cultivation base. The higher and wider the state of mind, the more water it can hold. And the level of the cultivator is the ratio of water to container.

So even if Yun Jue is in the late stage of God Transformation, in fact, her cultivation base is already equivalent to the Transcendental Tribulation stage. The sword forged by him is impossible to defeat.

Zhongtianjing is not divided into four seasons by weather, and most places are like spring all seasons, and the same is true of Tianyunzong.

The place to practice today is the meditation bamboo forest of Qingyun Peak. The bamboo forest moving with the wind is indeed easier for people to calm down.

But not including Lang Qianxing.

"Qianxing?" As soon as Zhong opened his eyes, he saw Lang Qianxing in a trance again, frowning, "What happened today, it's the third time."

"..." Lang Qianxing, who was caught, smiled awkwardly, "I'm sorry, Senior Brother, I can't help but think of Master."

Bo Yi was disturbed by their conversation, so he simply stopped and asked Lang Qianxing: "Master? What do you want Master?"

"Aren't you all curious about what Master does every day?" Lang Qianxing asked, "I could still see him at Qingyun Peak before, but I haven't seen him these days."

Boyi snorted: "I thought it was something. Master is happy. When my brother and I encounter problems in our cultivation, he will come to give advice. A few days ago, it is probably the reason why you came."

"Is that so?" Lang Qianxing was still a little puzzled.

Zhong took a look at him and reminded: "Okay. Master is also a monk, and he must be cultivating on weekdays. You and I still have to work hard, don't be slack and humiliate Master."

Bo Yi sat up straight: "Senior brother is right! Seriously and seriously..."

"However, I seem to have seen Shizun go to the Sword Casting Hall two days ago... That's why I was wondering if Shizun was refining weapons, and I wanted to see him." Lang Qianxing scratched his head.

His tone and expression were perfectly in line with an ordinary disciple who had arrived at Qingyun Peak from the Heavenly Pole Division, and was still not daring to look left and right in front of his master.

Let life without the slightest doubt.

Zhong Yi and Boyi smiled unexpectedly, "Looking at how natural you were when you came, we all thought you weren't very curious about these things."

Lang Qianxing was a little embarrassed: "How is it possible, the master is the Taoist of the Tianyun Sect. Qingyun Peak is one of the four peaks. When I first came, I was afraid that you would joke that I had never seen the world."

"Actually, it was the same when we first came here." Bo Yi accepted him even more when he looked like this, "I'll take you to Qingyun Peak in a while. Let's take a good look at Qingyun Peak. There are only a few of us in Qingyun Peak, except for the usual ones. You can go to the library training room and the Master's yard, and there are still many places in Qingyun Peak that we cannot enter."

"Yeah." Zhong nodded, "Bo Yi is right, I should take you around, lest you accidentally break into Master's forbidden area and be punished."

Lang Qianxing suppressed the light in his eyes and said with a smile, "Then I would like to thank the two senior brothers."

"We can enter the outer hall of the Dan room, the pill furnace and medicinal materials can be used for trials, but we cannot enter inside." Bo Yi pointed to the door blocking the inner hall to Lang Qianxing, "It's all precious and precious. The medicinal herbs, the master said that after we have learned all the pill recipes in the outer hall, we can go in."

Lang Qianxing nodded, indicating that he remembered it, and followed Boyi to another place.

"Well, you must have been to the Book Collection Pavilion. There are no restrictions here, and all books can be read. Although the master didn't say whether we could take the books away, my brother and I read here every time. Take it out so that I don't accidentally lose it."

When they went up to the second floor of the bookstore, they happened to see the Sword Casting Hall.

"You have seen the Sword Casting Palace, you can't go there casually." Boyi said, "You can't even if you want to go in and take a look. The swords with sword spirits will attack you as soon as you enter. Senior brother and I will attack you. When I first came, Master didn't care about us very much, so I secretly went there once out of curiosity, and it was almost cut by hundreds of swords. If Master didn't arrive in time, you wouldn't be able to see my senior brother and I today."

Lang Qianxing laughed out loud.

"Laugh! Just laugh. If I don't tell you today, maybe you will be chased by those swords one day!" Bo Yi blushed slightly, saying that his dark history would be remembered by his younger brother. As a result, he was not unexpectedly laughed at by his junior brother. He was also very sacrificed when he was a senior brother.

"Yes, what my brother said is." Lang Qianxing clenched his fist to his lips, as if he did not feel the majesty from his brother.

Senior brother turned his head in anger and walked downstairs, muttering something, but Lang Qianxing didn't hear it clearly.

Lang Qianxing chuckled lightly, and was about to follow Uncle downstairs when he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a figure in the Sword Casting Hall.

The naked upper body, the blue silk was sticking to the smooth back with sweat, and Yun Jue was obsessed with hammering something.

Originally, the four sides of the Sword Casting Hall were closed, and the building materials were not ordinary wood, but stone. The high temperature during casting will make those wooden windows and doors unbearable, and the closed secret space will also allow the blacksmith to concentrate more. Therefore, there is only one square window in the Hall of Casting Swords.

The small window and the short distance allowed Lang Qianxing to see Qin Lang's figure completely.

However, he may have been casting it right, and he didn't notice or pay attention to Lang Qianxing's peeping gaze.

"Qianxing?" Bo Yi leaned on the stairs, stretched his neck and looked upstairs, "Why haven't you come down yet?"

"Here, Senior Brother..." Lang Qianxing responded and went downstairs. He didn't want Bo to come upstairs again and again, and he saw Yun Jue's appearance from the small window just like him. Although, he couldn't tell where this strong consciousness came from.

Boyi took Lang Qianxing to many places in Qingyun Peak.

The final location is Houfeng.

"Where is that?" Lang Qianxing asked when he heard the faint sound of water in front of him.

"There is the stone cave where the master retreats, and in front of the cave is the spiritual spring." Boyi reminded, "That's where we can't go, so I'll only show you here, you have to remember it. ."

Lang Qianxing pretended not to understand: "Why? Shizun has not retreated now."

"Cough," Bo Yi blushed slightly, "but sometimes Master will bathe in Lingquan. Of course we can't come."

Lang Qianxing nodded clearly: "I remember senior brother."

Bo Yi pointed to the side not far from the stone cave: "There is Siguo Cliff, if you make a mistake, you can see the scenery there."

As soon as Bo finished speaking, he took Lang Qianxing and left Houfeng. Lang Qianxing seemed to be quiet along the way, but what he kept thinking about was Yun Jue's half-naked and sweaty appearance in the Sword Casting Hall.

Yun Jue's skin is fair, and on the surface, her figure is not strong, but she is not thin even after taking off her clothes. Although it was only a glance from a distance, the smooth lines of the back and the slender waist seemed to be engraved in Lang Qianxing's mind, and could be clearly recalled inadvertently.

In his previous life, even though he loved Yunhua so much at the beginning, he never had such a strong urge—to see Yun Jue being pressed down by him, he was so ruthless that his long hair was wet with sweat and sticking to his back. , The coldness between the eyebrows is dyed with a seductive charm.

His thoughts are really dirty, Lang Qianxing got up from the bed and thought so.

However, the smile on his face and the footsteps that turned to Houfeng, which Bai Bai took him to, did not mean to stop in the slightest ashamed.

As if to cooperate with his shameless thoughts, the stars and moon on Qingyun Peak were covered by the clouds and mists floating in the night sky, leaving only extremely hazy light.

Coming.

The sound of water coming from the Lingquan in front was different from the one heard during the day.

During the day, it is the sound of the water emerging from the spring in the pool, but at this time, there are more slender water droplets falling into the water surface, or the sound of water stirring from time to time.

Lang Qianxing's slanted smile spread, and he carefully stepped into the secret place.

Fortunately, there was no restriction near Lingquan. Lang Qianxing passed through Xiaojing smoothly and saw Qin Lang naked in Lingquan.

I have to say that the sky tonight is a bit too much for him. As soon as he arrived, the cloud covering the moonlight quietly drifted away again. The pure white moonlight hit Qin Lang's smooth body, and the crystal water droplets ran down the hair. She slipped over her waist and submerged her buttocks, which were half-covered by the water, so beautiful that she was suffocating.

Unfortunately, this is the moment.

Qin Lang washed his body and turned his head slightly. In the blink of an eye, he had put on his robe and stood behind Lang Qianxing, looking at him silently.

Lang Qianxing swallowed without a trace, turned around and hurriedly glanced at Qin Lang, then knelt at his feet, not saying anything to admit his mistake, nor to justify himself for going the wrong way or the like.

Suddenly someone broke in, and before Qin Lang could put on his shoes, Lang Qianxing stared at his feet, Qin Lang was a little cowardly, "I didn't even show my whole body, he wanted to **** me just looking at my feet. Is my hot gaze too much? Or is the effect of this A-level potion too fierce?"

System: "Hehe, it's not about the product, please don't throw the blame." Don't you have any points in your heart to seduce yourself?

Qin Lang especially wanted to retract the few toes protruding from the hem, but it was obvious that Yun Jue would not do such a thing, so he could only pretend to stare calmly at Lang Qianxing's lowered head, not listening to him. With an emotional tone, he said, "Kneeling for four hours." Then he tossed his sleeves and walked barefoot on the green grass within Lang Qianxing's line of sight.

After Qin Lang left, Lang Qianxing raised his head and looked back at Lingquan, imagining how beautiful Qin Lang was still in the water.

Four hours, such a light punishment will only make him gain an inch, Master.