"Continue! Raise your hand! Higher!"

"Stay in, don't move!"

Severe reprimand.

In the small courtyard, a young man was soaked in his green shirt and sweating profusely. He held a heavy oil-paper umbrella in his hands, stance, facing the wall, maintaining a posture of raising his sword to smash it. This posture has been maintained for half an hour.

I have to say that this young man has excellent roots and bones, and there is a stubbornness in his chest.

Although Ning Yi scolded him, his tone was not too ruthless. Although he was holding a slender willow branch in his hand behind him, he never used it once.

The grandma was drinking tea under the shade of the banyan tree, holding a sound that only two could hear, and smiled with some relief: "Mr. Xiaoning's voice sounds stern, but it looks quite gentle."

Xu Qingyan blew the tea and said calmly: "Is it gentle? He dare not hit Yu Qingshui."

This is my brother.

He is also Ning Yi's life-saving benefactor.

What's more... the entire visual world comes from the divine thought of "Yu Qingshui". If you hit it, something might happen. If the obsession of the divine thought master becomes disgusted with outsiders... It is not impossible for the laws of this visual world to be targeted.

Demon Ning is here, so he can only be honestly defeated.

but.

For Ning Yi, it would be worth it to make Yu Qingshui suffer a lot in his youth, even in the illusory visualization world.

Another half an hour.

"Okay, let's just stop here."

The moment Ning Yi spoke, the boy felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

Yu Qingshui released the oil paper umbrella with a hideous look on his face. With a clang, the tip of the thin snow umbrella poked on the ground, and a small hole was dug out.

It can be seen that his hands and fingers were trembling, and he had been studded for an hour. At this moment, it was difficult for him to walk normally. His calves and calves were trembling, and his whole body was shaking.

But even so, Yu Qingshui did not stop talking during the process.

Ning Yi looked at Mr. Qingke's first-life boy and felt a little moved. He knew that if he didn't shout to stop, the stubborn boy would maintain this position and keep standing like this.

Before practicing swordsmanship, Ning Yi said to Yu Qingshui: "Learning swordsmanship may not necessarily lead to the 100,000 mountains. If you don't learn swordsmanship, you will definitely not be able to leave."

Outside Mengshan, beasts are rampant. It is simply a delusion to rely on a pair of straw sandals to cross the mountains.

This sentence is finished.

Yu Qingshui took the sword without saying a word and followed Ning Yi's guidance, gritted his teeth and practiced.

Those who enter the world all have all kinds of commonalities.

Great perseverance is an indispensable item.

"You can't break the sword practice. You will continue tomorrow. This is the basics. If you persist for a week, I will teach you the basic sword moves."

Ning Yi said lightly, "If you are energetic, continue chatting with me and continue all night."

After hearing this, the boy staggered and almost fell.

This night.

Yu Qingshui slept like a dead dog.

Ning Yi was lying on the bed. This time he did not try to meditate and practice, but closed his eyes and fell asleep during meditation.

In the Mengshan world, he gradually became a "mutual"...

The grandma's words made Ning Yi think all day long.

Walk against the will of heaven and follow the will of heaven.

These two methods of practice are actually not wrong.

What traps me is the "obsession" in my heart, and he has developed his own habits through the previous millions of practices.

And the bottleneck today is precisely because of my own rules that trap me.

The second day.

Early in the morning, a carp thrust and a snapping sound woke Ning Yi up.

It is hard to imagine that Yu Qingshui was so tired last night that after getting up early in the morning, he jumped and directly thrust into the open space with an unruly set of turtle punches.

This guy is astonishingly tenacious as hell, and his whole body is extremely full of energy, like a carp that encounters heavy rain during the drought.

"Drink...ha! I'm alive again!"

After a set of boxing techniques, Yu Qingshui was energetic and breathed out a long breath.

"Brother Ning, I will take you to climb Mengshan today!"

The boy swallowed it voraciously, pulled Ning Yi and Xu Qingyan with great enthusiasm, climbed Mengshan to collect herbs.

Ning Yi and Xu Qingyan couldn't ask for it.

The Southern Xinjiang Scroll is not complete in the records of the Tiandu Imperial City of the Great Sui Dynasty, because the terrain here is too complex and many mountains are not included in the record compilation... Obviously, Mengshan is one of them.

When they came to this visual world, the two had no idea. The only thing they could do was follow the steps of the young Yu Qingshui and try to find the "obsession" that supports the existence of the world.

The breakthrough was actually found on the first day.

There are two people in this town that are most worth digging. One is Uncle Jiu who goes out of the river to fish and avoids the middle of the river, and the other is Grandma Hua who crawls into the mountains and sees her head but doesn’t see her tail.

Mengshan Mountain Road is rugged and steep, and it is extremely difficult to walk.

Yu Qingshui was in front of him, carrying a basket, walking neither fast nor slow, but every step was solid, and he looked back from time to time to look at the two behind him... He was secretly amazed in his heart. Mr. Xiaoning and the girl Qingyan are worthy of being practitioners outside the mountain, and they walk quickly and steadily.

It seems that even if they speed up their pace, the two of them can keep up.

Although Ning Yi and Xu Qingyan cannot use their divinity, their bodies are still there.

Especially Ning Yi, this Vajra body, let alone climbing Mengshan, even climbing the mountain steps of the vertical sea of ​​clouds is not a problem.

The boy introduced the flowers, plants and famous medicinal plants along the way. Xu Qingyan was quite interested, and Ning Yi did not disturb him, and followed quietly behind his butt.

Along the way, according to Ning Yi's observation.

This Mengshan is so big that it must be at least twenty or thirty miles.

The mist is everywhere, and the direction is difficult to tell. It is indeed difficult to leave.

The biggest visual world is also the Sword Holder’s Scroll. There, Ning Yi has been walking through the snow field and the desert for countless years. Now, he thinks that it is the entire "primitive tree world" outlined by the first generation of Sword Holder with divine thoughts!

Compared with the primitive tree world, Mengshan world is too peaceful.

This peace made Ning Yi feel uneasy.

"Okay. That's it."

Yu Qingshui twisted the bamboo basket, stopped and said, "Actually, the medicine I picked yesterday has been enough to boil it for half a month. Today I will take you two to see Mengshan."

Xu Qingyan said: "Where is that Grandma Hua?"

"Grandma Hua..." Yu Qingshui scratched her head and said, "Since I was picking herbs in Mengshan, I have never met her in the mountains."

Ning Yi frowned and said, "That last time..."

"Hey, didn't you run into it on a mountain road last time?"

Yu Qingshui laughed, "Anyway, I ran into Grandma Hua, either in the town or on the mountain road. In short, it won't be in the mountains, and no one knows what medicine she has picked. I go up the mountain and she comes back. I go down the mountain and she goes in."

Speaking of this, Yu Qingshui pointed to the depths of the foggy mountain in the distance and said, "Here, we have been walking for so long today and haven't met Grandma Hua. She must be in the deepest part of Mengshan. This old lady has a very strong foot strength. Last time I followed her, she was thrown away in less than half an incense stick of time."

Ning Yi and Xu Qingyan looked at each other and understood what each other meant.

To crack this "visual world", Grandma Hua is an important part.

"Tsk tsk..." Yu Qingshui narrowed his eyes and said, "You two are sneaky."

I have to say that this living god in southern Xinjiang is indeed a magnificent figure, and the young man has such a good eye. The thin snow that Ning Yi had hidden in the oil paper umbrella before did not hide it from him.

And the thoughts written into his heart cannot be hidden from him.

Yu Qingshui put his hands behind his head and said carelessly: "If you have the ability, you can give it a try. Anyway, I don't have the ability to see what this old lady is doing. It's just that Grandma Hua collects herbs every day, all depends on her mood. If there is no fixed time, whether she can meet it depends on her luck."

Ning Yi sighed and asked, "Do you know that if you just say someone else's thoughts, you will be beaten to death?"

The young man smiled and said, "Grandma and Uncle Jiu are reluctant to beat me. I can't see through Grandma Hua's thoughts, and she doesn't pay attention to me. As for you, from the first glance, I knew you are good people."

Ning Yi rolled up his sleeves and said angrily: "There is something called doing the opposite... Remember, my title outside is the evil man Ning!"

Yu Qingshui stood there with a smile, neither retreating nor hiding.

Those smiling eyes seemed to say:

"Come here."

"You hit me."

Ning Yi looked at Xu Qingyan... This slap in front of someone's sister, really couldn't get out.

Yu Qingshui saw this action of looking back and looking back. The boy blinked, coughed, and gave Ning Yi a step, saying seriously: "Brother Ning is so kind, he does not bully the weak. When I succeed in my practice in the future, I will definitely treat you well when I go out of southern Xinjiang."

"I really thank you." Ning Yi sighed and held his forehead with his hands.
To be continued...