Chapter 211: Three Years Later

Fei family, Mount Hanyun Peak.

Mount Hanyun Peak is the highest peak on the north bank, with abundant spiritual energy and pines and cypresses everywhere. The Fei family has been entrenched here for I don't know how many years, building it like an iron bucket. With Fei Wangbai sitting in command, even late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators are difficult to break through.

It is covered with snow all year round, crystal clear everywhere. Fei Tongxiao had already practiced to the third round of Fetal Breath, his figure was agile, stepping on snow without a trace. After running in the snow for a while, a small courtyard appeared in front of him, painted clean with white paint. Two pots of wintersweet were planted in front of the door, shaking slightly in the wind.

Fei Tongxiao breathed a sigh of relief, stopped carefully on the stone slab in front of the door, tidied up his clothes, knocked twice on the door, and shouted loudly:

"Sister Qinghong!"

Fei Tongxiao waited for two breaths of time, and the courtyard gate opened with a creak. A fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl walked out, dressed in white, smiling like an autumn moon, with sweat slightly visible on her forehead, and a white cloth strip tied around her waist, which was to prevent the fluttering skirt from hooking the long spear, but it revealed a taste of a slender waist that could be held in one hand.

"Junior Brother!"

Li Qinghong's bright eyes collided with Fei Tongxiao's gaze, making him lower his head as if scalded, only able to stare at the white velvet brown deer-skin boots on Li Qinghong's feet. Li Qinghong planted the long spear and smiled:

"Are you here to practice spear techniques with me?"

Fei Tongxiao nodded obediently. Seeing Li Qinghong's smiling appearance, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, and he said softly:

"Sister Qinghong, do you have happy events?"

Li Qinghong grabbed his hand carelessly, let him into the courtyard, stepped on two pieces of snow, and smiled:

"Yesterday I broke through the Yujing Wheel and gave birth to spiritual sense! Achieved the fifth level of Fetal Breath."

Fei Tongxiao only felt the warmth in his hand. Li Qinghong had just finished practicing spear techniques, and her body was hot, which made his face red and his ears red. He entered the courtyard blankly, and it took several breaths for him to react.

"Yujing Wheel?! Sister Qinghong has only been at Mount Hanyun Peak for three years, right? At that time, she was only at the third level of Fetal Breath... Breaking through two levels in just three years, how powerful."

Li Qinghong chuckled twice after hearing this and answered:

"It's just that you are two months later than me, but you are still at the third level of Fetal Breath. You need to work harder."

"Naturally not as good as Sister Qinghong!"

Fei Tongxiao nodded with a smile. Li Qinghong lifted her slender hand, the long spear in her hand danced, and she smiled:

"I actually want to compete with Junior Brother. I will only use the strength of the third level of Fetal Breath, and I won't bully you."

After saying this, the red tassel danced, the long spear was like a dragon, and went straight to Fei Tongxiao.

Fei Tongxiao had competed with Li Qinghong countless times in the past three years. Li Qinghong's lower plate was light and agile, and her spear technique took a soft path. Fei Tongxiao pushed the spear forward, breaking the cleverness with force, separated Li Qinghong's long spear, turned his hand and pushed the spear toward Li Qinghong.

Li Qinghong had learned for three years under Fei Wangbai. Although she hadn't learned the third-grade spear technique "Dragon Returning Shadow" that was the Fei family's trump card, she had learned seven or eight out of ten of the other spear moves. Her current spear technique, although not outstanding, could be used to fight the enemy. She stepped back, the long spear jumped up, and stabbed toward Fei Tongxiao like a poisonous snake.

Fei Tongxiao crossed a step, dodged Li Qinghong's spear, changed the stab to a sweep, and went toward Li Qinghong's crotch. Unexpectedly, Li Qinghong's footwork changed, passing over the spear shadow like a shadow, and the long spear went further, sticking to the face and smashing toward Fei Tongxiao's face.

"This?!"

Fei Tongxiao was shocked in his heart. He didn't know how she passed over his spear technique so miraculously, so he had to hurriedly retract the spear and retreat, narrowly avoiding this smash.

Li Qinghong didn't forgive him, and one spear technique after another greeted Fei Tongxiao. Fei Tongxiao retreated repeatedly for a time, received dozens of moves, and raised his spear angrily. A layer of hazy gray Qi appeared on the spear, and one strike sent Li Qinghong's long spear flying back.

Li Qinghong looked at his operation carefully, retracted the spear and stood, not angry at all, and said with a smile:

"'Dragon Returning Shadow' is worthy of being a third-grade spear technique, truly powerful."

Fei Tongxiao retracted the spear grumblingly, full of doubts, looked at her, and asked:

"How did Sister Qinghong dodge my spear technique?"

Li Qinghong smiled softly, raised her head slightly, and answered:

"My family has a body technique, called 'River Crossing Turbulent Flow Step', which is also very mysterious. I haven't fully mastered it yet, just obtained one or two moves, but it is also of great use."

"So it's a body technique!"

Fei Tongxiao had guessed it, and now he had verification, nodding with envy:

"My grandfather told me that Senior Tongya has a body technique, which is quite mysterious. It must be this technique."

Li Qinghong chatted with him for a sentence or two. Seeing that the time was almost up, she sent Fei Tongxiao out of the courtyard, lifted the long spear, closed her eyes and pondered, recalled the moment Fei Tongxiao used "Dragon Returning Shadow", and muttered:

"Spear light... how exactly is it cultivated."

After thinking carefully for a while, Li Qinghong took out pen and ink from the room, recorded all the insights she gained today, carefully put away the book silk, and thought secretly:

"I definitely have no possibility of learning 'Dragon Returning Shadow' here. I have learned seven or eight out of ten of the spear techniques, and the rest are all water-grinding efforts of move operation. My cultivation has also reached the fifth level of Fetal Breath. After another two years of polishing, breaking through the last round, I can accumulate and break through to Qi Refining."

Li Qinghong wiped the long spear clean, put it on the shelf, and muttered:

So she carefully closed the courtyard gate, swept the snow in the courtyard clean, then got on the couch, closed her eyes and sat cross-legged to cultivate.

Fei Tongxiao walked out of the courtyard, his hot sweat stimulated by the wind and snow, and he couldn't help but shiver. Fortunately, he had the cultivation base of the third level of Fetal Breath, so he would definitely not catch a cold because of this. The magic power operated, and in an instant, these cold intentions were expelled.

Fei Tongxiao walked lightly for a while, only to see a person standing with his hands behind his back in front of his courtyard. He was wearing a white robe, elegant and dashing, with a handsome face, standing with his eyes closed. Seeing this person, Fei Tongxiao hurriedly shrank his neck, walked forward hesitantly, and said in a low voice:

"Father..."

Fei Yihe slowly opened his eyes. He was Fei Wangbai's eldest son, and his cultivation was also at the peak of Qi Refining. His expression was subtle, and he opened his mouth:

"You went to find that girl again."

"Yes..."

Fei Tongxiao answered quite nervously, explaining:

"Child just went to compete with her in spear techniques."

Fei Yihe shook his head. He was in his fifties now and had come from this age, so how could he not know Fei Tongxiao's thoughts? He sighed and said earnestly:

"Xiao'er, Father has also seen Li Qinghong. This girl is focused on cultivation and spear techniques, and has no intention of children's love. You should collect your thoughts."

Fei Tongxiao nodded silently. Fei Yihe saw that the child didn't take the words to heart. Looking at his appearance of lowering his head and not speaking, he thought secretly:

"Li Qinghong has a beautiful figure and looks back and forth. I only hope that this child is just attracted by beauty and will get tired of it after a few years, not that he has moved any true feelings."

Fei Tongxiao was still lowering his head and not speaking. Fei Yihe felt heartache and asked:

"What cultivation base is that Li Qinghong?"

"Fifth level of Fetal Breath, Yujing Wheel."

Fei Yihe raised his eyebrows, slightly horrified, and said in a deep voice:

"Broken through again! Only sixteen years old now, it can be considered a genius!"

Fei Yihe's heart moved slightly. Looking at his youngest son's appearance, he muttered:

"When the time comes, I will ask for you at the Li family. It's just that this girl's talent is so good, and my family cannot let you marry into the family. Even if I say it, it will only hurt the relationship between the two families, and your grandfather will not agree."

Fei Tongxiao finally raised his head, his face didn't change, and he said calmly:

"Father, don't say any more."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 212 =====