Chapter 1, a talented woman from a poor family
The huge waterfall is like silk, hanging on the cliff, pouring down the black dragon pool, the sound of water is like thunder, splashing water up to more than ten meters, shining silver and bright jade, jumping in the sun.
In a moment, he fell into the cold fog on the surface of the water. The wind swept across the surface of the pool, blew away the cold fog on the surface of the water, and had no choice but to pass into the miscellaneous woods on the side of the pool.
A few beasts and birds came to the pool to drink water. They always habitually looked at the cold under the waterfall first, drank the water, and then looked at her before leaving. It seemed that they were going through some formalities.
Han Jing, who only showed her head in the cold fog, sat cross-legged on the bald stone immersed under the water.
It is not easy to withstand the power of the waterfall above and ensure that she will not be washed down the boulders by the water, especially she is still a charming beautiful girl.
The most important thing is that you must practice Bing Xuangong at the same time. It really takes perseverance for Han Jing to stick to it.
Today's practice is different from usual. At the beginning of practice, there was a faint feeling of ice needles in Dantian. When the ice Xuanli completed a weekly cycle, Dantian seemed to be frozen. There was a feeling of ice through the bone marrow from Dantian, and her petite body trembled.
Moaned: "It hurts!" The pink face suddenly lost its blood color, and her delicate red lips were also pale, but the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were happy.
This is the level of the second breakthrough of Bing Xuangong. Passing through this level, the strength is not only the improvement of quantity, but also the quality of flying.
Only when you break through the second level and become a Xuanshi can you really enter the Tao. A considerable number of qualified children of the Han family are stuck at this level for a long time.
In terms of Han Jing's age, it is still too early to touch the second level. She is unprepared.
However, she, who had been practicing alone, did not panic. After recalling the key points of the skill, she entered the state of cultivation again and began to run the ice mysterious power.
Like countless blunt knives, cutting the frozen ice mysterious power in the Dantian little by little, the condensed ice mysterious power slowly flowed, and countless insects bit in the veins.
Pain-like waves, one after another, pouring into the depths of the soul. It's just a moment, but it feels like centuries have passed.
After slowly adapting, the pain is no longer so unbearable, the flow of ice power is gradually smoother, and the flow speed is gradually accelerated.
After each cycle, the colorless ice power in Dantian begins to change, showing a faint ice blue, and gradually deepening, but it is unknown that Han Jing can't look inside.
Around the body, the cold fog forms a whirlpool, spinning around the cold. However, the range of the cold fog is limited to ten meters around her center. Ten meters away, the cold fog is as leisurely as the past.
I felt that there was only one line away from Bing Xuanli, but unfortunately Han Jing's spiritual power was unsustainable and had to end the clearance.
Exiting from the cultivation state, she had no regrets thinking that as long as she could break through this level, she could get a set of ice helmets and ice boots, and she no longer had to make it look like a drowned chicken after every practice.
Alas, it's better for brothers to practice in the secret land of Hanjia Bingjing, where there is a lot of ice, and there is no need to wet clothes. Unfortunately, she is a daughter, and even the practice of skills is stealing the manuscripts of the third brother.
As before, every time she finished her practice, Han Jing had to sigh so secretly, and sometimes she would roar: one day she had to dig the ancestral grave and ask those old guys why Bing Xuangong was passed on to men and women!
Occasionally, Han Jing will doubt whether the third brother intended to hide the manuscript of Bing Xuangong under the pillow so that she could turn it over - because before she was seven years old, she liked to go to her brothers' room when she had nothing to do.
After the age of seven, that is, the day her father refused to teach her to practice Bing Xuangong, she lost her temper, shouted that she was going to dig ancestral graves, and came out to ask why she favored boys and daughters.
At that time, the third brother laughed and said: Sister, you are my idol, the object that I worship but can't imitate. Among other things, it's the work of digging ancestral graves. I really can't think of it!
Then, that afternoon, she went to her brothers' room to make trouble and found that there was still ink under the third brother's pillow. After that, she ran to the Black Dragon Pool with Bing Xuangong to practice alone.
For a seven-year-old child, it is not easy to finish the basic skills, especially to understand them word by word. Therefore, even if she has been talented since she was a child, she has learned common words at the age of four. If it hadn't been for the detailed notes and practice points in the third brother's "Basic Chapter of Bing Xuangong", can she not It's still a problem to get started.
Come to this Black Dragon Pool and use the cold air in the pool to practice "Bing Xuan Gong" with half the effort. It is also the practice points mentioned in the manuscript. It is also marked with a red pen, but the small line does not look like the handwriting of the third brother, but very much like Dad's.
Hmm, it's definitely not a rigid dad! Every time she suspected that she had annotated the handwriting of her father somewhere in the manuscript, Han Jing would immediately cut off the idea, and attributed it to the third brother. Therefore, after her mother died when she was eight years old, she was the closest to her third brother.
In the first year, only Han Jing practiced alone.
Now, behind her, on the cliff close to the surface of the water, there is a half-foot-long stone. Three-year-old Ye Guyun stands against the wall with a knife in his arms. I don't know whether he is closed eyes or the so-called sense of the knife.
How long has Han Jing sat, and how long has Ye Guyun been with her? This situation has lasted for six years.
The crooked pear tree outside the miscellaneous forest, a pear flower is just right, and the young man lying on the tree, Hanjiang, is bored to practice the so-called "flying flowers and picking leaves" with those buzzing bees.
Hanjiang has been with Han Jing for a longer time, because they are all children of the Han family of Fengcheng Wangzu, while Ye Guyun moved to Fengcheng with his family six years ago.
There is a priority choice. This crooked pear tree is the best observation point and has been occupied by Hanjiang. From his perspective, you can see the front of Han Jing, through the cold fog, and you can also see the looming and smile on her face after she entered the state of cultivation.
The beautiful Hanjing is becoming more and more enchanting, and the exquisite pink face adds a mysterious and noble charm to this peaceful smile. Hanjiang didn't tell anyone about this secret. Even if he regarded Ye Guyun as a brother, he didn't reveal it. After all, they are still rivals in love, and the love scene is like a battlefield.
However, it seems that Ye Guyun declared at the beginning that if he was there, she would have no worries. Therefore, there is no intention to seize the best observation point with Hanjiang.
Just now, Han Jing's state was abnormal. Han Jiang immediately found it. At first, he was shocked and soon thought that she had begun to hit the second level. In addition to being nervous, he was deeply shocked.
Similarly, Han did not tell Ye Guyun about the abnormality he had just found. This is not the little thought in his heart, but the ancestral skills of the Han family, which cannot be leaked.
Getting used to the companionship of the two teenagers, Han Jing finished her practice and smiled in the direction of the pear tree first, and then looked back. They also have a tacit understanding at the same time.
"See, A Jing gave me a charming smile."
"It's more enchanting to look back and smile."
For six years of the same dispute, Han Jing is used to listening. If she doesn't hear it one day, she may not be used to it.
At the end of the Warring States era, the Xuandao, which occupied the mainstream position, fell, and the supreme status of the Xuandao Holy Temple was replaced by the Temple Alliance, which was only one of the six major temples.
The Xuandao families who are unwilling to accept the jurisdiction of the Temple Alliance have avoided the world for thousands of years. They are known as the ancient Xuan family, and the Fengcheng Han family is one of them. Externally, the Han family is only a family that has developed in Fengcheng because of the owner of Fengcheng.
To this day, the Han family has been the first family in Fengcheng. It has been the owner of Fengcheng for five years. He has not lost his surname for nearly 300 years, and he is the son of the Han family. In fact, the owner of Fengcheng is Father Hanjiang.
The ancestral motto handed down by the Han family since ancient times, "Bing Xuangong" can be practiced as long as it is a poor man, so Han Jing, the eldest daughter of the main vein, can't practice, but the common man beside Hanjiang can practice.
I have never asked this guy what nerves. He can go to the secret place of ice crystals to practice, but he has to come to practice with her. Because with Han Jing's intelligence, Hanjiang is like a hairy monkey. After a while, his strength will not be refined, and his strength is also stable and rising. How can he actually come to the Black Dragon Pool to accompany her?
Ye Guyun really came to practice, and for the ownership of the black dragon pool, Han Jing also fought with him, and finally shook hands and made peace, each corner. That year, she was eight years old and he was twelve. After that, he stayed behind her for six years.
The pear vortex was light and shallow, and it could not contain too much laughter. Han Jing, who was originally very elegantly smiled, suddenly burst into an extremely happy laughter, which made the white pigeons perched on the woods fly up and make noise everywhere.
"Jing, do you want to laugh so shockingly? Uncle Jin is coming this way." Hanjiang, who got up and stood at the top of the tree, warned.
Uncle Jin is Chang Hanjin, the guard beside the patriarch. The frequency of arresting Han Jing back and being scolded by her father is higher than the frequency of sleeping with her wife - this is Han Jing's original words, in which she only changed the word "sister" to "Han Jing".
Hanjing is strange. Every time she gets into trouble, she estimates that her father should send someone to arrest her and always find a hidden place to hide. Fengcheng is not so easy to find if she really wants to hide a person. However, every time she is ordered to arrest her, Uncle Jin is always surprisingly efficient.
Once or twice, it can be said to be accidental, but she belongs to the category of small mistakes every day. If the efficiency is still so high, it can't be explained by chance.
rubbed her nose and made a grimace in the direction shown by Hanjiang. Han Jing muttered a little sadly: "I don't know if Uncle Jin is practicing spiritual dog magic skills, and his nose is so smart. Let's go from the back mountain and go to Wuji to visit the temple fair. I don't believe that he can still get there.