In the view of wind and dust, the wind and dust road is nowhere to be seen. Only Zhao Yingying is practicing boxing, Tai Chi is still a little jerky, but it is very coherent, and each move is slightly stiff. Zhao Yingying was obviously absent-minded, boxing while looking around.

When Zhang Daoran and Tianjizi entered the Taoist temple, Zhao Yingying seemed to have seen a savior: "You came by boat?"

Zhang Daoran's face did not move, Tianjizi was a little stunned, but the tasting said: "We didn't come by boat." ”

"And how did you get here? Stepping on a flying sword?"

Zhao Yingying's face was excited: "Hey, buddy, lend me your flying sword." ”

"What do you want to fly a sword for? You can wield a flying sword? Why don't you have it yourself?"

Tasting was a little vigilant, as a cultivator, once he cultivated the flying sword, he would have his own flying sword.

"My flying sword can't be used for the time being, of course it's useful to borrow your flying sword, you're too stingy, can you borrow your flying sword to take a look?"

Zhao Yingying rolled his eyes, quite a self-familiar posture that was not polite to anyone.

"Tell you, I have recently cultivated the Dafa of Refining Weapons, how is the quality of your flying sword, I can see it at a glance, if there is any flaw, I will help you correct it. Zhao Yingying's eyes rolled: "Look at your cultivation realm like me, how about it, take out your flying sword, after my correction, your flying sword speed can definitely be doubled, and the quality of the flying sword will be greatly improved." ”

"The point is, I don't have a flying sword......"

The tasting stretched out his hand, and the time of apprenticeship was two or three months. Tasting the cultivation of the Eight Classics, it has only been two days. Just stepped into the door of cultivation, where do you have time to cultivate flying swords?

Not to mention the cultivation of flying swords, I have only seen my own master control the flying sword once.

"Dude, do you also have a flying sword? Why don't you take out your flying sword and I'll study it?"

Tasting's eyes are shining, and his master has a flying sword, but he never shows it to himself. It is not clear whether his own ancestor has a flying sword appreciation, and with his ancestor's ability to control the clouds and fog, he should not use a flying sword.

For those who want to become immortals, flying with a flying sword is a very handsome thing. If it weren't for Zhao Yingying proposing the word flying sword, he would have forgotten the flying sword for a while.

Zhao Yingying shook his head: "I'm sorry, the flying sword is a spiritual thing for the cultivation of life, and you can't show it to others at will." ”

Tasting rolled his eyes: "You are so cunning, I don't know who trained it?" Your flying sword is a spiritual thing for the cultivation of life, isn't my flying sword different?"

"I'm a refining master, everyone's flying sword, and there are no secrets in front of me, so your flying sword doesn't have any meaning in front of me at all. You don't have to worry about the feeling of your heart leaking out. ”

Zhao Yingying has a kind of mastery style, holding his hands behind his back, and then he looked at Zhang Daoran and Tianjizi: "You are..."

Well, Zhao Yingying then remembered, who were the three people who came? I hadn't seen it at all, and all of them had very big faces.

"Zhao Yingying......"

Zhang Daoran looked at Zhao Yingying indifferently: "To practice Tai Chi, you need to be one mind, you need to be thoughtless, and you need natural boxing." The Tai Chi you practiced just now was too stiff. ”

"Immortals!"

Zhao Yingying's face was stunned, this voice was too familiar: "You can make me miserable... You guided me to the wind and dust view of the island in the middle of the lake in Qi Province, my master ......"

The voice that guided Zhao Yingying to come to Qi Province was the voice just now, and it was also Zhang Daoran's guidance. Zhao Yingying will never forget this voice in his life, because of this voice, he followed Qinglong's car, encountered the fog, and opened his eyes again but went to the desert.

I was also hit by someone as a ghost, I didn't die, I wandered in the desert for a long time, and met an unreliable master... Now he is even more imprisoned here, forcing himself to cultivate every day...

It is surrounded by water, and small boats row by every day, but no one else can hear their voices, and very few people come here. Zhao Yingying wanted to escape from here, but he couldn't get out.

Finally, after so many days, when someone came in, the first thing Zhao Yingying thought of was, how did they come here?

Boating, or stepping on a flying sword?

No matter how you come here, as long as you have a ship and a flying sword, you can escape from here.

"You want to get out of here?"

Zhang Daoran walked to the stone pier and sat down, and glanced at Zhao Yingying lightly, "Poor Dao can call the shots and let you get out of here." ”

"Really, you can call the shots for me, my unreliable master, you can convince him?"

Zhao Yingying had disbelief on his face: "That old man is very stubborn, I was fooled at the time, and then I wanted to leave, so he punished me......"

"Tell you, that old man is very tight, and can fly to the sky, like a ghost, and appear by your side anytime and anywhere. You don't have any secrets, you don't have any privacy. ”

Zhao Yingying obviously really wanted to escape from here. To the long road with wind and dust, the feeling that I have had enough.

"Poor Dao can call the shots and let you leave here directly......"

Zhang Daoran said very casually, his voice was indifferent, as if it was an inconsequential matter.

"You can really call the shots?"

Zhao Yingying was frightened by the wind and dust, so when he heard this, he still couldn't believe it: "You're not afraid that old man will trouble you?"

"Dude, that's how you want to leave?"

Tasting looked at Zhao Yingying like a fool: "Do you know what it means for you to leave here?"

"I can control the flying sword, I can fly to the sky, and those enemies were just such a small means in the beginning. I'm going to get revenge!"

Zhao Yingying's eyes were full of hatred.

"With your little cultivation, you want to take revenge?"

Tasting sneered: "You are too stupid, I can now understand why your master locked you up here and didn't dare to let you out." People like you, if you leave this island, I'm afraid you will be killed!"

"Die and die, and I will no longer be tormented. Zhao Yingying turned around and looked at Zhang Daoran fixedly: "Are you really sure that you can send me out of here?"

"Zhang Daoyou can naturally call the shots and let you get out of here......"

The Wind and Dust Daoist had already appeared in the courtyard at some point: "If you want to leave, leave it, and the teacher will no longer stop you." ”

Fengchen Dao Chang's face was indifferent, and there was a trace of disappointment in his eyes: "After you leave here, come back in the future, Poor Dao is no longer your master, you step out of this island for half a step, and the fate between you and Poor Dao is over." ”

"Thank you! Thank you!"

Zhao Yingying had a kind of impatience: "Thank you for your fulfillment!"

It seems that this is a cage, so that Zhao Yingying is not free. It seems to be hell here, which makes Zhao Yingying feel like he can't breathe.

"This flying sword was originally given to you by the poor way. Master and apprentice, Poor Dao will now lift the ban on this flying sword and give it to you, and the mountains will be long and the years will pass, and you and I will never see each other again. ”

The flying sword flew towards Zhao Yingying as if it had spirituality. Zhao Yingying didn't stop for a moment, and left directly with the flying sword: "Old man, I will miss you!"

"This fool, if it were me, I wouldn't leave. Tasting looked at the direction Zhao Yingying left, with a hint of firmness in his eyes: "I hope he doesn't regret it......"