The small box was not big, only half a foot long. Li slowly opened the box, and a box of crystal-like sand was quietly placed in it.

Muyou rubbed her eyes and reached out to touch the sand. The sand changed and a few wisps of ice-blue mist like smoke appeared.

She said in surprise: "I didn't say just now, the breath on these sands is long enough, and the material is enough to accommodate the sword intent of the twelfth junior brother. Their materials are light, which is the excellent material for the twelfth junior brother to form a formation."

Muyou said, Ye Qi reached out and picked up a piece of sand in the box and threw it at the small lake. The subtle sand turned into invisible like dust in the fog, but it left Ye Qi's hand and turned into a sword energy, piercing the fog on the small lake.

Then, the sword energy flowed, the sword light gradually subsided, and the sand flew back to Ye Qi's hand. However, the sand did not turn into powder because of the sword intent that had just been carried by Ye Qi and the breath of heaven and earth, but it became the original light yellow appearance of the sand soil.

Li said slowly: "I told me why the teacher wanted to bet with me that there was sand under the Rehai. It turned out that he knew that you were going to forge a formation by the twelfth junior brother."

Ye Qi put the grain of sand in the box. After a moment, the sand turned back to its former crystal clear frost. He bowed to Li Gua again and said, "The Rehai is very deep, and only the unobstructed realm of senior brother can get it. Thank you, senior brother."

Li slowly patted his shoulder and said, "The teacher doesn't like gold because it's too vulgar."

Ye Qi glanced at the thatched hut in the distance, nodded and put away the box of sand, and took back the pavilion and went to Houjiao.

...

The back cliff is too high, and it passes straight through the dark clouds condensed in the back mountain. Therefore, on the top of the cliff, it is very bright. Ye Qi walks in the thatched hut in front of the cliff cave, stands on the cliff and looks downward. The dark clouds form a sea, as if covering the entire world, with thunder, rain and dew wandering in it, which is very spectacular.

At this time, the cliff was also the most intense moment. The sand brought by Li slowly from the sea under the Rehai seemed to be affected by the fire of the world. It was no longer like frost. Ye Qi poured out of the box and turned into a purple like thunder. The wind on the cliff was hard to move. When the sand grains of Rehai fell, it was like a thunderous stream.

The sand in the box overturned, and it turned out to be as high as Ye Qi's calf.

Since the formation base must be based on sand, Ye Qi naturally still needs to use sword intent to carve every sand, and then carve lines connecting the world on each sand.

He found a wooden chair in the thatched hut, sat on it, and then pinched sand into a sword.

...

...

There is too much sand in the box, and the process of forming a formation with sand is destined to be extremely tedious and long. Ye Qi was on the back cliff without knowing the year and month. However, time passed quickly, and before he knew it, it was the thirteenth year of the Tianqi of the Tang Dynasty and the 3,444th year of the Xiling Dazhu.

That summer, a young man came to the capital from Weicheng with three knives on his back and the maid carrying a big black umbrella and a broken wooden sword.

The admission examination for the academy is launched again, unlike four years ago, because Mr. Twelve of the academy has become the world's strongest person in the new generation. The number of students applying for the academy has made the entire academy too busy. The number of admission examinations this time is the same as in the earlier years, and even fewer.

After the admission examination for the academy, there were many more people in the old bookstore than before. This is the case every year. The old bookstore contains not only the classics and historical books of the world, but also many practice books that can be directly informed of life.

The practice scriptures that can enter the old bookstore of the academy will not be very bad. They are all mysterious and profound practice methods. Many academy students do not enter the practice, and even if there are practitioners, they will be able to see the wonderful practice methods that carry the great way of heaven and earth calmly, and watch them for themselves. The great way in the book is like mountains and seas, and they will eventually end up foaming and fainting.

There are always people in the world who do not believe in evil or who want to practice in their dreams. Except for coming in this world for some reason, Ning Que never believes in evil. Since he saw that there are indeed practitioners in this world, he has been thinking about how to practice except killing people and fighting with Sangsang for the rest of his time.

After reading for many days, he persisted for many days. While talking to a suspected second-floor disciple, he saw some hope. The reason why it would be painful to read those practice books and it was difficult to record the contents in the book was because the practice concept in the book was too profound. The only way to observe the characters and then use the eight methods of Yong to separate the characters and remember the strokes of those characters clearly. These problems can be solved.

Another day I was reading a book in an old bookstore and felt that my soul seemed to be torn apart by the principles of practice in the book. Ning Que closed the book and saw the letter written by the pen pal who was so narcissistic that he was shameless. He wrote the reply, and he held the wooden stairs and left.

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On the lonely cliff in the back mountain, the sand grains of Rehai on the ground and legs were finally returned to the box given by the eldest brother. On that day, he climbed the cliff and pinched sand as a sword. He had never stepped down the cliff. When he was tired, he would go to the thatched hut to sleep. When he was hungry, the senior brothers and sisters in the back mountain would bring food.

Because the little fox hadn't seen him for a long time, one day he was taken to the cliff by Chen Pipi. As if he had overcome his fear of water, he no longer feared the height of the cliff in these four years, and left his own footprints in the places where the cliff could be stepped on.

Ye Qi looked at the thousands of sand in the box. As he waved his sleeves, the sand flew out of the box like a river, accompanying him. In a flash, there were thousands of sword energy outside the cliff, tearing the clouds and breaking the sea.

This time, the sand in the hot sea no longer lost control like those small swords when they formed a formation, but just flowed quietly around Ye Qi.

The cliff became clear, and Chen Pipi walked on the top of the cliff panting. Because he was too tired to climb the cliff, his clothes were wet with sweat. Looking at the quicksand around his senior brother and feeling the terrifying sword intent coming from it, he called in front of him a barrier condensed from the breath of heaven and earth, thinking of the battle between his senior brother and Liu Bai four years ago.

"This array should be able to kill Liu Bai at that time, no, five."

When Ye Qi heard that Chen Pipi was coming, he waved his sleeves again, and thousands of sand grains flowed back into the box. The sea of ​​clouds outside the cliff was torn by the sword energy just now, forming countless shapes like fish scales.

"I've seen my senior brother." Chen Pipi dispersed the barrier in front of her and said with a bow.

Ye Qi nodded, looked at his red eyes and dark circles, and asked curiously: "Did you sleep last night?"

When Chen Pipi heard Ye Qi's question, she thought of the letter left by the idiot who didn't understand cultivation last night, nodded and admitted, and said, "Senior Brother, you don't know that a very interesting person has come to the front yard recently."

Ye Qi said, "Let me tell me."

"That person cannot practice, and he has to run to the second floor of the old bookstore every day. Those who can practice may not be able to read the second floor of the practice scriptures. After countless days of his death, coupled with the assistance of my junior brother, I, as a genius, he actually found books to read the second floor of the practice scriptures..." Chen Pipi looked at Ye Qi with suspense.

Ye Qi guessed who Chen Pipi was talking about and said with a smile: "The way to dismantle the characters."

Chen Pipi said speechlessly, "Senior Brother, I find that you are really boring."
Chapter completed!