Chapter 209 208. The Sword Prison Trace, the Bad Status (8.2K characters - Dazhang Please Subscribe)
"Vilan Po has been staring at the thief boy. If there is any news, it will definitely know . I made three rules with it, which shows that the evil treasure of the affair belongs to it, but the body of the thief belongs to us.
The thief boy was cunning and cautious, and escaped from Vilanpo twice. Vilanpo is not sure to catch him. In addition, some conditions I have given myself, if there is any news, it will inform our clan and be arrested together. "
The goddess in blue will show her face as if she has any information. He looked thoughtful, then slowly shook his head and said, "I don't believe he is dead."
The ancestor Wuxiang asked, "Speak your judgment."
The goddess in blue said, "The timing of his death was so coincidental, and he didn't use the bracelet I gave me.
Apart from that, I am a woman, and he is a man, and he once bowed under my pomegranate skirt. I have also been close to him, so I have intuition about him."
Tang Ningxin looked up slightly, with a pretty face towards the sky, and then sneered: "Even if all the ancient tribes who have gone to the void die He will not die, even if he is chased by the Nine-Son Demon Mother."
After saying that, she said again: "Class Chief, Ning Xin is fully prepared this time, as long as that If the little thief dares to show up, Ning Xin will capture him and present him to you! "
The ancestor Wuxiang glanced at the surroundings and said in a deep voice: "If he is just a icing on the cake, can he be caught? Important, you have a calm mind, no need to be persistent."
Tang Ning said anxiously: "Class leader, this is a task you entrusted to me. Ning Xin failed once, so he must catch him and make up for his mistakes!"
The ancestor Wuxiang said: "It's not only him, but if it's the case, I always wanted to capture him, but it took me some effort to go around it. Let's go."
After saying that, he grabbed the soul banner made of strange and dense beast bones, and then turned into blood and flew away. go.
Tang Ningxin glanced at the two women on the green rock, smiled faintly, and then waved her long blue sleeves and left in an instant.
After a while, the giant named Qiu Baiwei also bounced away with a "bang".
The entire Qingfeng Valley suddenly became empty.
For a long time and a long time.
It was even dark and it was still quiet.
Yu Xuanwei suddenly pulled Anli and said, "Let's go."
Anli said, "Cat plays with mice, you can't leave."
Yu Xuanwei said, "If you don't leave, the subsequent reinforcements of the Sword Alliance are coming, we are the scapegoats."
An Li sighed lightly and nodded slowly.
Immediately, the two of them turned into a rainbow and went away.
Along the hills, there were many monks, most of whom had died tragically, and a slight moan caught Anli's attention. She almost instinctively landed from the sky and looked at the falling couple. Taoist couple.
The two of them were attracted by the explosion of the Qingfeng Valley ground energy. They were dressed as a casual cultivator and were both seriously injured at this time. The male cultivates the mysterious robe and the female cultivates the white robe.
The female cultivator in white raised her hand to Anli and shouted hoarsely: "Save"
Anli bit her lip, but Yu Xuanwei pulled her and said: "The body and soul are about to disperse, and I can't save it. It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. , Let's leave quickly."
An Li took out two pills from her arms and placed them in front of the female cultivator. Then she was pulled by Yu Xuanwei, and continued to turn into the rainbow and go away. "Do you recognize them?"
Ling Xiaoxiao, or Ling Handeng, asked in a shadow covering the breath in the distance.
Song Yan withdrew his gaze and smiled faintly, "I don't recognize it. I think it's just that the ancestor in the sky was laying the bait just now." Ling Handeng said, "The line is so long, then he must be fishing for a big fish. "
As she said, she looked at Song Yan with a smile and said, "I recognize the ancestor of Wuxiang, but I am not familiar with it, I have only heard of it."
"The ancestor of Wuxiang?"
Song Yan showed a puzzled look and said, "This title is not like a local."
Ling Handeng said, "He started to put out the lines, and he must have felt us to a certain extent."
Song Yan said, "That big fish must be very important to him, otherwise he would not have hidden here without confirmation. Who is it? If there are any hidden people, throw the bait away. What kind of fish does the ancestor Han Deng think he wants to catch? "
Ling Han Deng said: "No matter what fish he catches, no matter what fish he catches." , Qingfeng Valley can't stay for the time being , The Sword Alliance lost its masters, and someone would come soon. "
Song Yan said: "Yes, but now we go out, even if we are not fish, we have turned into fish, so let's wait a little longer. "
Ling Handeng said, "No, when someone takes the bait, we will change the place. Judging from this situation, the ancestor Wuxiang is not good, I probably guessed what he asked for, and the seeds of the chaos here have already been Bury."
Song Yan smiled faintly and said, "Then I will test you, what is the ancestor of Wuxiang asking for?"
Ling Handeng said, "The catastrophe of heaven and earth, and sentient beings have been in a panic for a hundred years, and what we think is naturally to fight for. .
I want to stay in the depths of Jian Township with just one thought.
Ancestor Wuxiang, I think I want to cross the sea by refining the souls of infinite powerful people."
"The evil way is really a evil way." Song Yan couldn't help but sigh, and then said, "You and I are better. We are pure and pure. We just want to rely on comprehending the sword path to last forever."
Ling Handeng said, "Who are you so shameless? You can't tell me if you sign up."
Song Yan smiled bitterly and said, "The moment I became Wei Xian decades ago, I had already It was Wei Xianlai. The past is like the wind and the past is old dreams. Why ask? "
Ling Handeng said silently for a long time: "If you are also a sword cultivator, you can also store your junior body with one thought. I can only think of two people."
"Oh?"
Song Yan became interested.
He also wanted to know who he might be.
Ling Handeng said: "The first one is Xiao Zhaoye, the master of the Broken Rainbow Sword; the second one is the "Dumb Sword Master" who is not verbally born, but these two are some ancient people in the Sword Alliance today. The ancestor of the clan, you are definitely not."
Song Yan said, "Stop guessing, I am Wei Xian, a little Taoist partner."
The two of them covered their breath and thoughts , every word I say.
Song Yan swept silently into the distance.
The ancestor Wuxiang used Anli and Yu Xuanwei as bait to fish, and there were probably also the contributions of the ancestor Ning Xin.
At this time, the two of them left intentionally, in fact, just to make a long-term move.
If he sets up a plan, there is no reason not to use the "Demon Mother Lock" to imprison the bait, let the bait die in his mind.
Put your heart to the heart, and the same is true for the ancestor Wuying.
As long as he dares to show up, there are only two endings:
First, he ignored Tang Ningxin's threat, and then after An Li and Yu Xuanwei died tragically, he barely beat the Forefather Wuying and killed him to avenge the two women;
2, he lost , In order to revenge him, Anli and Yu Xuanwei will be tortured to death in front of him, and then his body will also turn into a part of the Foreshadowing Ancestor.
However, his mentality has also changed at this moment.
As used to being a person on the chessboard, he began to like to sit at the table.
Since everyone has met and they are all on the same land, and I am in the dark and you are in the light, then the future is long.
If you do the first day of the lunar month, I will do the fifteenth day of the lunar month, so there is no rush.
A few days later.
Several figures fell in Qingfeng Valley.
The person in the head looked at the dried head hanging on the branches and the broken corpses on the ground, and felt it a little, and said coldly: "I think if I get foreign aid, I will challenge my Sword Alliance. . Now that I come, I will use this to sharpen the sword heart of my disciple of the Sword Alliance! "
The already dangerous level 2 cultivation land is becoming more and more chaotic.
Although the full-scale war has not yet begun, this time, "Qingfeng Valley" reminded the Sword Alliance, allowing them to ambush secretly at the next "earth qi explosion point". For a time, the surrounding earth energy explosion point and even the surrounding soul threshold became a Shura field.
In the blink of an eye, three years have passed.
At a certain point, the lake shadows are lingering.
The morning mist has not dissipated.
The petite girl rolled up her sleeves and was busy in front of the spiritual field.
The light golden halo floats on the surface of the Lingyuan. Anli checked the small Xuan Gathering Array to ensure that the Xuanhua and Xuancao can get enough nutrients. Then he pinched his fingertips and used the rain method. The fine rain water drooped from the clouds and put the medicine on it. The mysterious flowers in the garden are soaking and beautiful, while the mysterious grass is transparent to jade.
Several cultivators who only have the level of practicing the mystery and act as medicine children shuttled through the spiritual soil farther away, holding mysterious hoes in hand to eradicate the stubborn roots of weeds.
Anli is now in the late stage of the Zifu. For these Xuan-Practicing Medicine Children, they can protect one place. In addition, Anli is an alchemist and pharmacist, and these medicine children are even more apprentice. The heart came.
Of course, like-minded.
Anli wanted to cure the disease and save the patient, and the same was true for these medicine children who could come to her.
At this time, after the rain, Anlibu hurried to the medicine stand not far away.
There are also medicine boys guarding the medicine rack, so as not to steal the medicine from the demon insects here. When they see An Li, the medicine boy's pretty face showed joy and saluted, "Master An." br>
An Li observed it and ordered kindly: "If the thin-leaf Xuelan is dried, go and pound it into juice and make 'rocked gold paste'; if the Sizhao Warm Soul Grass is good, go quickly Make soup, stew "Fenghun Soup". There are many patients these days, most of them are sword wounds and soul wounds. We have to prepare in advance."
The Yao Tong smiled and said, "This world is the way of life." There are people like Master An, which is really a blessing for everyone."
An Li was busy, and she waved her hand and smiled, "Xiaoli, stop talking about these things, go quickly."
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The medicine boy bowed and left hurriedly.
An Li raised her sleeve and wiped the sweat beads on her forehead. She squinted her eyes like a kitten and felt the warm sunshine. The breeze blew towards the golden distant mountains and lakes. She felt for a moment. Forgot where I am and forgot the twists and turns I have gone through in this life.
She opened her eyes and smiled again.
But that smile couldn't express all the happiness.
Because, she was in a loss.
At some point, the female cultivator in dark red robe landed beside her, looked into the distance with her, and whispered, "Are you still thinking about him?"
An Li had never shook her head or nodded, and said: "I just suddenly remembered a sentence."
Yu Xuanwei asked, "What do you mean?"
An Li said, "Tang Ningxin once told me that he trusts you so much that he can do it. Let you see his terrible side. I didn't agree with it at that time."
Yu Xuanwei said, "He and you are not from the same world."
Anli said, "But I already understand that this is the world. Although I am unwilling to accept it, it is really like this. He wants to change me, but I can't. Not only can I not change, I also let down his expectations and hurt his heart."
Yu Xuanwei smiled and said, "If he were so easy to be injured, he would have been dead for countless times."
Anli said, "If he was still alive, I hope he would never show up."
In front of me, because I am just a bait now, if he comes, he will be in danger. I am just an ordinary female cultivator and it is not worth his expectations at all. Although, I really want to say sorry to him in person." >
The two women were talking, and a rapid crane sound came from a distance.
But two casual cultivators came from a distance, carrying a pale-faced wounded man, shouting from afar: "Master An, help, help!!"
Anli took a deep breath, raised her head and smiled, "Now even if she knows that I am the bait, as long as she can still refine elixirs to save people, every day will be meaningful and every day will be happy."
After saying that, she responded: "Here's coming~~"
The copper bell swayed lightly at the corners of the eaves of the medicine house, making a reassuring and clear sound. She welcomed the patient into the house and took it out of the Xuanbao needle box. A long, seven-inch-long black ice needle began to heal the wounds and was accompanied by decoction.
After a busy period, the patient said gratefully: "Thank you, Master An."
An Li said warmly: "Recover well."
Gradually, more and more people were in the medicine house.
Anli is busy all the time.
When she was tired, she took a short rest on the recliner in the yard. Such a place always reminded her of the hot spring island.
At that time, Senior Brother Bai would imitate the arrangement of the Red Leaf Sword Master, put a recliner in the yard. Whenever he was tired, he would lie on, shaking and humming a song.
Around around, she missed Senior Brother Bai.
Even though, Senior Brother Bai has never existed.
But Senior Brother Bai is the perfection that is always frozen in her mind, and no one can change it, even Song Yan can't do it.
At this moment, a green blood rainbow suddenly flashed in the sky. An Li was shocked and looked up, but she saw an evil boy and a goddess in green floating in the sky.
This is the ancestor Wuxiang and her former good sister.
She hurriedly bowed and said respectfully, "Greetings to the ancestor."
As soon as the words were finished, the ancestor Wuxiang suddenly raised his hand, and the dense beast bone soul banner suddenly shot out of the luster, like blood light falling from the sky, and "swoosh" penetrated a patient's body and gave his soul to him. He pulled it out and then put it in the soul banner.
An Li was stunned and said anxiously: "The ancestor is merciful, the ancestor is merciful. They are all innocent monks, all innocent."
Swhoosh!
Another blood light pierced into a patient who was covering his shoulders and trying to escape, and then dragged out the soul of the cultivator.
The female cultivator lost her soul, her body fell from the air, her eyes wide open, staring at Anli with her eyes open.
Anli's eyes were red and her voice trembled. She begged repeatedly: "Sister Ning Xin, they are all very weak. Even if the ancestor took it away, it would be useless. Let them go, they are all because of me And come."
The word "Ah" fell, and her eyes were already red.
Many patients, monks who had accompanied the patients, had tried to escape, but the sky instantly fell blood light like a birdcage, penetrated the bodies and grabbed the souls.
The remaining patients, the monk trembled and curled up in the room, and gave fearful eyes to Anli one by one. The medicine boys were even more indifferent, and their hands and feet stood there coldly.
The little feet of the goddess in blue dotted slightly, as if she came from the dream wrapped in a cloud of water and then fell in front of Anli.
An Li choked and said, "Sister Ning Xin, let them go, okay? I am very obedient and I am willing to do anything. As long as Song Yan appears, I will definitely play my own role well. You let them go, okay?"
The goddess in blue bowed her body slightly, raised Anli's chin with her fingers, looked at her tears, and smiled, "I finally understand that thief likes it." What are you?"
Anli said, "He doesn't like me anymore."
The goddess in green laughed and said, "That's just you think."
Anli was stunned.
The goddess in green smiled and said, "As for your request, my sister will not be able to do it. How can we younger generations point fingers at what the patriarch wants to do?"
As soon as the words fell, the blood fell again , mercilessly fell to the remaining monks.
Anli roared angrily, her fingers slightly, and the flying sword flew out. She looked at the clan leader at the altitude, trying to stop her.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
But she failed to get up. The terrifying oppression of the goddess in blue was pressing against her like a heavy mountain, making her unable to move at all.
The next moment, the blood light broke through the house, destroyed the medicine field, knocked away the medicine rack, destroyed all the lives of the patients and medicine children, and then helped one living soul after another to roll them into the soul banner.
The ancestor Wuxiang glanced at the goddess in blue and said, "Ning Xin, the effect of this bait is getting smaller and smaller. Take her to other places to try it."
The goddess in blue and white and respectfully respectfully He responded with "Yes" and said, "Congratulations, Xiao Anli, you can go to other places to treat the disease and save the patient."
Anli gasped and stared at her with red eyes.
The goddess in green smiled and said, "Oh, are you still angry?"
An Li stared at her in a daze. Sister Ning Xin, who was once as pure and noble as a goddess in her heart, had completely changed her appearance at this time. Still smiling, it was still so beautiful, but under this skin was a hideous and evil soul.
Tang Ningxin looked at her appearance and couldn't help laughing. She gently wiped away Anli's tears and said, "I really feel sorry for such a pure little lamb. No wonder that thief likes you."
High, the ancestor Wuying turned into a blood rainbow and flew away again.
He has been busy harvesting everywhere these days.
And Tang Ning was responsible for handling the rest of the matter.
Tang Ningxin looked at the many corpses and said, "Little Anli, don't say that my sister didn't take care of you, I'll give you a stick of incense. You should bury the person quickly, it's outdated. No wait."
Anli's hands and feet were cold and motionless. On the other side, Yu Xuanwei, who had been worshipping the ancestors, rushed over and pulled Anli.
Anli sniffed hard, wiped away tears again, and began to bury the medicine children who died because of her with red eyes. The patient
At this moment, not far away Two more rainbow lights fell.
But it is a pair of Taoist couples.
The woman, her eyebrows and eyes are pure, her body is white, and she holds a dark blue leather umbrella. Somehow the umbrella is going on. The shadow on the ground looks particularly deep and mottled. When you look closely, it seems that it looks like it is It is the shadow of man.
The man is majestic and majestic, and he is leaping like a dragon and a tiger while walking.
As soon as the two arrived, the woman put away her blue leather umbrella, came to Anli, and silently accompanied her to bury the body.
The man came to the side of the ancestor Ning Xin and said, "Ancestor, the soul threshold of the Cold Stream Valley is about to explode, do you need to make some arrangements?"
Tang Ningxin looked at the man and smiled and said, "Xiongjia, it seems that you Taoist couples are living in a harmonious life."
This man was the younger generation when Song Yan had not arrived. The most outstanding genius————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————
Now in nearly three hundred years, this genius has barely reached the early stage of the Divine Infant, but it has not yet fully consolidated its realm. Such speed is already shocking.
Tang Xiongjia turned his head and looked at the woman in white who was digging the soil and burying the corpse, and said softly: "No matter how others view Susu, in my eyes, Susu is a well-educated, gentle and sensible, A good woman who knows the right amount. Her hands were stained with blood, but she was forced to do so. If she could be born in a noble and upright school, she would definitely be a sword immortal who was beyond the world."
After saying that, he was proud again "Su Su's talent for cultivation may be average, but her talent for skin making is terrible. Over the past few hundred years, she has practiced countless times, asked various strange people countless times, and has seen many books. Now we have created a unique secret technique of leather making - taking away the shadow wedding dress."
Tang Ningxin nodded and said, "Su Su has long presented me with "Shadow's Wedding Dress". This technique can take away the shadow of others, and use it to obtain the cause and effect of others' gods, and then sew it into the shadow puppet. It is really magical."
< After saying that, Tang Ningxin suddenly secretly said, "What is her attitude towards Song Yan?"
Tang Xiongjia echoed, "She gave me several secret places where Song Yan might go, and I followed the clues of my past identity, and the more I checked, the more I felt that Song Yan was terrible .
However, the ancestor should not expose it. Su Su said that she had received Song Yan's envious favor and did not want outsiders to know that she would repay her kindness. Besides, she can still be as a person as Anli Yu Xuanwei If there are any clues, you can also notice them keenly.
Su Su treats me as a Taoist partner for life. She tells me everything. She will not let me down, and I will not let her down. I hope Don’t make things difficult for her in the future.”
Tang Ningxin nodded slightly.
Tang Xiongjia is not a fool. He is a genius of the ancient clan in Wuxiang. He has good intentions and talent. If Wang Susu had any abnormalities, he would definitely be able to see it.
The Qingfeng Valley now has an explosion of earth energy, producing a mysterious effect, but no one dares to approach it because too many monks died here.
There are follow-up ambushing by the Seven Great Bandits, the counter ambushing by the Sword Alliance, the man-killing and the gathering of monsters. Over time, no one simply came to this unlucky place to practice.
At this time, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and the shadows of the turbulent mountain were reflected here, and large patches of cracked underground were gushing out of exaggerated mysterious energy.
Ling Xiaoxiao looked around and saw that there were monsters in front, behind, and on the left and right, but those monsters ignored her, as if they regarded her as a kind of person.
She stared at one of the white-faced demon apes for a while, and the demon ape also rolled his eyes and looked at her, then ignored her and drew mysterious energy.
Ling Xiaoxiao stared foolishly, and Song Yan's voice came from her ears.
"Cultivate quickly! The demon apes are more diligent than you!"
"Senior brother, what's going on? Why do these monsters ignore us at all?"
Ling Xiaoxiao knew that Gao Ming could avoid many searches by regaining his energy, but this was no longer regaining his energy, but was completely integrated into the monster.
Song Yan looked at the curious little cultivator and said angrily: "Do you have the consciousness of being in danger?"
Ling Xiaoxiao stuck out her tongue and said: "So After a long time, I already know that my senior brother and ancestor are both good people."
Song Yan said helplessly: "You have really seen through it."
Ling Xiaoxiao made a Grimuring, he said, "Then I am so lucky! If it weren't for my senior brother, I would have died long ago! If my senior brother was a terrible old monster, I would have died long ago!"
She looked at Song Yan excitedly, her red face was particularly cute.
Song Yan raised his face and said, "I'm not a good person!"
Ling Xiaoxiao said, "I know, senior brother is a senior after all, and he must maintain his majesty."
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Song Yan burst into laughter.
This stupid girl made him realize another characteristic - a good person will always try every means to excuse others, and then try his best to label the other person as a good person.
Now, he has been labeled as a good person by Ling Xiaoxiao.
This made him feel comfortable and made him not want to show his true side in front of this little girl. After all, the lessons of the past are there.
Kids in kindergarten should stay in kindergarten forever, not grow up.
Ling Handeng returned from the "Anchor of the Soul of the Same Clan", but because of her weakness, she still needs to hide quietly and wait for Ling Xiaoxiao to practice and become stronger before she can gradually recover.
This state made Song Yanan feel a little more relieved.
If Ling Handeng is awake every day, then he will fight with this old man every day. You guard me and I guard you, and even speaking is like a puzzle.
Ling Handeng did not fail to break her promise. Although she was cherishing her words, she also provided Song Yan with a lot of information about the "Kuhai Sword Township".
Song Yan closed his eyes slightly, recalled a little, and the sound of Linghan lamp appeared in his mind.
"Kuhai Jian Township is the sword town of the world, and its interior is the obsession maze of obsession. If you do not become one of them, if you are not devoured and polluted, then you can only do it forever Being outside, you cannot enter it. "
"After entering it, if you want to return, there are only two paths.
One, wait for the obsession current, and send it to the first obsession layer with the ocean current, and relies on the support of evil treasures, and then wait for the soul threshold or other opportunities in the sea of suffering, and then leave;
Another one is the anchor point of the soul, which is also the benefit of the powerful god-transforming people after they create their own clan. Even if they are lost in the depths of the sword town, as long as there is an anchor point, they can be returned with the anchor point, but every time they return, they are in. After the descendants' bodies, the realm will drop sharply. Although it will not be as tragic as I am now, it will not be able to return to the peak of my original strength. "
Song Yan didn't ask any extra questions.
Too many questions will make him seem ignorant, making Ling Handeng understand that he is actually not an old monster in the transformation of gods.
No matter how sincere the two parties in cooperation are, if the status of both parties is unequal one day, then it will be dangerous.
Therefore, Song Yan temporarily focused on "listening".
When he stopped acting that day, he would ask for it seriously.
Ling Handeng said again: "Wait for me for a while, and when my soul recovers, I will choose a place to accompany you to enter the Kuhai Jian Township and explore together."
This is also a test, because if Song Yan was not an old monster and had no descendants, he would not dare to do so.
Unfortunately, Ling Handeng never expected that Song Yan had mastered a secret technique called "The Method of Raising Corpse", and he did not expect that he not only knew "The Method of Raising Corpse", but also a master of heaven and earth. The "Corpsy Method" of killing the Gu Tianzun.
These days, Song Yan used the wisdom of the universe to make a brief attempt and had found a method that "can make any old monster transforming into gods feel uncomfortable": use the corpse-killing method to separate out a corpse and enter the Kuhai Sword Township, and then use the soul of the body to use the help of the soul of the body The anchor points return and reintegrate into the ontology.
After the corpse is separated, there are some soul scars, but this scar can be cured quickly using the "Corpsy Method".
Today, Ling Xiaoxiao is going to break through the Purple Palace in Qingfeng Valley. This breakthrough takes less than ten years to complete. Song Yan is here to try to "Kuhai Sword Township".
The late stage monk of Divine Infant has three heavenly souls.
Whether "beheading corpse" or "raising corpse" are all based on this.
Song Yan split up his good soul.
Shanhun Song Yan, holding a long sword in his hand, came to the gate of the inner demon sword prison again.
After fighting against a sword cultivator with a rusty sword in his body and a flowing evil thoughts, his sword was also slowly corroded.
This time, he let it go. After a moment, the upside down dark gate in front of him and the upside down courtyard all became straight.
The good corpse Song Yan stepped into the courtyard.
And here is no longer in the "Visualization Picture of the Sword Prison of the Kuhai" provided by Chan Jianzhai.
He is in the door, not outside.
Suddenly, a heavy force suppressed him, making him feel difficult to walk. At the same time, a strange whisper began to sound in his ears
The Shan Si Song Yan suddenly walked in front of his eyes. One person, the man had a serious face, but when he saw him he showed joy and shouted in surprise: "Xuhu, why are you here?"
The courtyard suddenly disappeared, and the gentle evening breeze came from the misty sea Blow.
The lake was shining. In front of the medicine house at the end of the Red Leaf Island, the rattan chair was not collected, the medicine stand was full, the white-haired old man put away the books recording the herbal albums, hurried to him, patted Song Yan's arm with both hands, and said excitedly: " Good boy, I haven't seen him for many years, and he's much stronger. Come on, tell me how did you find this place? "
Shan Silk Song Yan felt a strong illusion coming. Even though he himself is a master of the soul system, he is still immersed in it at this time.
He shook his head suddenly, but saw that every grass and tree on the Red Leaf Island was so clear.
He rubbed his eyebrows suddenly again, nothing changed.
As I was thinking, the Kuye Sword Master had already pulled him to chat about family matters.
The island has not changed, and Grandma Meng is still behind the Medicine House.
Shan Silk Song Yan took a break. The next morning, the sword master Kuye and Grandma Meng took a lesson in front of him.
The Master Kuye Sword was a little embarrassed and murmured, "Is this skill directly passed to Xiuhu. Will it be inconsistent with the rules?"
Grandma Meng said fiercely, "Huanghu" With her qualifications and talents, who dares to gossip? "
After saying that, she hurried forward and placed a volume of martial arts in front of the Shanzi Song Yan.
When Song Yan saw the good corpse, he saw a few words appearing on his martial arts: "The Great Sword-Devouring and Shaping Technique".
This method devours others' sword intent, and can reshape yourself through devouring, and you will understand the true meaning of the sword in more and more.
Shan Si Song Yan said, "Master, if you devour the sword intent of others, then will others die?"
The Kuye Sword Master looked at him kindly and said, "Can you think of it?"
The Kuye Sword Master looked at him kindly This is very satisfying for my teacher, but your idea is wrong."
Shanzi Song Yan asked: "Why?"
Master Kuye Sword said, "Have you seen the sea?"
The Shanzi Song Yan nodded.
The sword master of the dead leaves said: "A hundred rivers gather to form a vast sea. These individual sword intents are like small streams, but you are trying hard to gather them together to help them form a vast sea and stream. If there is a drought, it will evaporate in a moment and disappear into the world, but the vast ocean will last forever.
As a swordsman, the most important thing is the sword intent. If you lose the sword intent because of your death, then you will die. It's also extremely regretful; but if they can gather into your body and last forever, the swordsman will die without regrets. Do you understand?"
The good corpse Song Yan suddenly realized, and said, "Then practice, then practice." .”
As he finished speaking, a mysterious sword technique had already penetrated into his mind, and a rainbow light suddenly fell over the misty sea not far away, and a monk with evil thoughts flowing all over his body and holding a rusty sword appeared in front of him.
Song Yan hurriedly stepped forward and killed the monk with a sword in the shocked eyes of the Kuye Sword Master.
He took a deep breath, felt the sword intent of the cultivator opposite him entering his body and becoming stronger, and grinned, "It's really a good sword technique!!"
(The end of this chapter)