Qingge looked at Ye Qingtian, who was happy and eager, her nose was slightly sore, and her throat seemed to be stuck, swollen and slightly painful.
She walked into the side hall, sat at the table, took a spoon, and ate the bird's nest.
"How is it? Is it delicious?" Ye Qingtian's eyes lit up.
Qingge ate it all at once, nodded, and replied with a choked voice: "It's delicious."
"As long as it's delicious." Ye Qingtian smiled happily, "Whatever you want to eat, just tell grandpa. The cooks in Xianglou had to bow down in front of grandpa that day. Let me tell you, it takes a hundred years to cross the boat with your lover, and a thousand years.
It took me to become such a good grandpa. Alas, Xiaogeer, I am very envious of you having such an almighty grandpa."
Qingge chuckled and looked helplessly at Ye Qingtian, who was beaming with joy.
Ye Qingtian was always like this, making her dumbfounded.
It is said that having an old man in the family is like having a treasure. Sure enough, the ancients would never deceive me.
"Grandpa, I'm going to Xuanyue Pass the day after tomorrow."
Qing Ge hesitated for a while, but decided to give Ye Qingtian a vaccination in advance.
As Ye Wuhen said, she couldn't be by Ye Qingtian's side all the time. It would be fine if she had a breeze on her sleeves and no enemies. But now, once she stops and stands still, her enemies will stand.
Ahead, destroy her.
Ye Qingtian's chattering voice stopped suddenly, his face stiffened for a moment, and then returned to its original state.
Ye Qingtian narrowed his eyes and smiled, seemingly relieved. He stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Xuanyue Pass is a fork in the road. My granddaughter can protect my family and country. I am happy, very happy."
He pretends to be free and easy, and he doesn't show it off even when he sings softly.
"Didn't you go to Nanhua Temple today to ask for a signature? How about that?" Ye Qingtian asked eagerly.
Qingge smiled and said gently, "It's a lucky draw. I also had a long chat with the abbot of the temple, Master Guiyi."
"Good luck? Good luck!" Ye Qingtian slapped his thighs with excited hands.
Qingge stood up, walked to sit down next to Ye Qingtian, held Ye Qingtian's hand, looked at Ye Qingtian sincerely and said: "Life and death are destiny, wealth is in heaven, grandpa, you don't have to worry about me, you should believe me
, Even if a disaster strikes, I can turn danger into disaster, and there will be no danger. As long as you stay well, in good health, and live a long life, I can turn danger into safety even if I go through a life-and-death battle. So, Grandpa, you have nothing to lose.
Don’t worry, I have no parents anymore and I don’t want to lose my grandpa.”
Some things must be said sincerely, otherwise, if she goes to Xuanyue Pass this time, Ye Qingtian will be overly worried, fearing that she will make the same mistake again and get worse. If something happens to Ye Qingtian, she has no intention of staying at Xuanyue Pass safely.
Moon Pass.
Ye Qingtian said happily: "My granddaughter has grown up."
"Yes, when I grow up, I can protect grandpa." Qingge leaned lightly on Ye Qingtian's shoulder.
Ye Qingtian rubbed Qing Ge's head lovingly, "Silly boy, he is as stupid as your father."
Speaking of Ye Jingfeng, Ye Qingtian's eyes darkened.
That night, Qing Ge and Ye Qingtian chatted for a long time.
The candlelight was dim, and the wind outside the window was blowing the fragrance of the old times. She listened to her grandfather talking about the past, and the bloody scene seemed to be carved in front of her eyes.
Grandma Yu Ying's pure kindness in saving lives and injuries, father's upright iron-bloodedness, mother's stunning beauty...
Qingge had to admit that she longed for a warm home with a father and mother, but she was happy now. She had a grandfather who regarded her as her life, which was enough.
In the middle of the night, Qingge returned to Fengyue Pavilion.
I didn't feel sleepy at all, so I simply practiced in the yard.
She sat cross-legged on the dew-covered grass with her eyes slightly closed, concentrating and concentrating. The vast and pure spiritual energy between heaven and earth surged toward her like a violent storm, pouring out of her fine pores.
Entering the holy body, lingering in the internal organs, dancing mischievously in the blood.
In the end, they all gathered in the swirling elixir fire. After refining, they were pulled by Qingge to the tendons belonging to the spiritual master. They were not in a hurry. They did not rush like before, but slowly and gradually.
In this way, there was a new breakthrough.
The seemingly hard and unshakable blockage was somewhat loosened.
Qingge was patient, concentrated, and did not dare to make any mistakes.
Now, she and Yi Sword Spirit Master only need to pierce a layer of paper.
As for this layer of paper, she had to poke it slowly.
Spiritual energy is consumed in the muscles and veins of a sword spiritual master.
Qingge absorbs the spiritual energy, refines it and pours it into the muscles and veins, gently caressing the muscles and veins, and unblocks them with extremely gentle force!
Qing Ge was sweating profusely, her face was pale, and her long-term concentration was so intense that her mental strength was exhausted. This was a test of mental strength. Even Qing Ge, who had extraordinary mental strength, could not help but secretly complain.
After a while, Qingge entered the state, enjoying the momentary feeling of smelting the muscles and loosening the blockages. It was subtle and beautiful. Nature seemed to grow in her heart, and the vast world stretched in her eyes.
It was a magical touch, as if she were a tiny speck of dust in the infinite universe, and the universe seemed to be born because of her.
And this is the wonder of the mysteries of the Realm of Nothingness.
At the same time, it is also the essence of the unity of all dharmas and the unity of all dharmas.
Qingge closed her eyes and surrounded the elixir fire with spiritual energy, making a small circle in her body. All of it was poured into the muscles and veins to soften the rigidity, and gradually penetrated in like water pouring fire.
Repeating this process over and over again, Qingge was dripping with sweat and her clothes were soaked, but she seemed completely unaware, intoxicated in the world of cultivation.
She believes that she will be able to break through the spiritual master soon!
At that time, she could be called a qualified practitioner.
However, Qing Ge's mood has also become much calmer. He is no longer as eager for success as before, but has settled down, and everything should be allowed to take its course.
Two hours later, Qing Ge began to cast and exercise the thirteen tendons in front, which each symbolized the class of innate cultivators.
Start polishing from the first one, and every time she polishes it, her explosive power can break through to a new level.
Although she is both innate at the thirteenth level, compared to ordinary practitioners, she is comparable to a sword spiritual master in terms of combat power, potential, explosive power, or the strength of her muscle combination.
If she had to fight a dangerous battle with a Yi Sword Spiritual Master before, now she can resolve it within ten seconds when she encounters a Yi Sword Spiritual Master.
Of course, if you have spiritual treasures, spiritual weapons, or pet animals, you have to make separate estimates.
After all, there are no absolutes in everything.
In addition to one's own strength, the decisive factor for winning a battle is the auxiliary treasures that are also indispensable.
Talking about this, Qingge felt extremely aggrieved.
She has three pet beasts, the strongest of which is the low-level holy beast Flame Dragon.
But she couldn't summon such a powerful auxiliary beast when fighting, because it would lead to death.