The scene beneath his feet was moving slowly, and unlike the first Edgeworth flight, the speed at this time was far less than the speed of the first training, and it was only slightly at a fifth of the speed of the first flight.

After a long time, Mu Chen and Song Qi slowly came to the top of the Qingfeng Mountain and landed in the square on the top of the Qingfeng Mountain.

At this time, the sun was faintly about to be directly above the two of them, and it was estimated that the time was almost eleven o'clock.

It took nearly an hour for Edgeworth to fly, and it seems that time is really short.

Finally came to this square, Mu Chen also hurriedly helped Song Qi to sit down on the spot, recovering the spiritual power in his body.

And he slowly leaned in the direction of the stone statue of the sword dancer.

Looking at the legs in front of him slightly bent, the long sword in his hand was pointing straight forward, his eyes were sharp, and his robe was slightly flowing upward, just like a legendary sword fairy.

At the bottom of the stone statue of the sword dancer, a poem was also carved out - 'On the placket

Don't go sunset

Sunset sent me to lead an old horse

I pass by

People in the smoke village

Just like the flowers were flying in the hometown back then

Drunk over the wind

Tea

Find a restaurant at the mouth of the ordinary alley

All of you are old friends

At the bottom of the bowl is the end of the world

Far from the world

Everywhere is home

Pengmen self is also like a vast building

On the mood

It doesn't matter how much or too little

Occupy three points and dare to call yourself a chivalrous

Knives can be caught

Punch too

Occasionally, I come and ask for life and death

Didn't get a hero's name

Weigh the old things to offset the price of wine

Fold the flowers to the south of the river

on the spring breeze with red wax

Affectionate is always like me

Merry love the world

The world is willing to meet

Confidants are fortunate to have seven or eight

Invite me to shoot the altar

Drunken eyes

Drink horses to the north of the river

against the west wind with yellow sand

Ruthless is like me

Chop the peach blossom to the bottom of the sword

It's hard to meet in the world

Xie Qingshan urged gray hair

Generosity is only frost and snow

A scar between the eyebrows

Over three rounds

The wine is in full bloom

I was so drunk that I didn't return home at the fifth watch

Manga said

Flawless juvenile affair

Dare to boast of the jade with a sword and a green horse

Sleeping stars

Pillow frost flowers

Even the thatch is more collapsed than the gods

Travel to the north and south at will

Sprinkling does not count winter and summer

Count winter and summer

The pride has not stopped

Then sharpen the edge of the sword out of Jinghua

Ask the person who came

Whoever is like me

Laugh at the sun, moon, mountains and seas together

Only as for the full name

No answer

Turn around and send your career to the clouds

You don't have to be a hero

Remember two old things to offset the price of wine

Fold the flowers to the south of the river

on the spring breeze with red wax

Affectionate is always like me

Merry love the world

The world hates each other

Confidants are fortunate to have seven or eight

Invite me to shoot the altar

Drunken eyes

Drink horses to the north of the river

against the west wind with yellow sand

Ruthless is like me

Greet the sword and slash the peach blossoms

It's hard to meet in the world

Xie Qingshan urged gray hair

Generosity is only frost and snow

Give a scar on the tip of the eyebrows

In this world

Winning or losing is gossip

Come for a glass of aged wine

The sky is chic

The romance never grows old

Playing the bell and singing the songwriting years

Let me ride my horse

Looking for a career in the cup of the sword

In this world

Life and death are also idle talk

Come for a change of drunkenness

Live up to the sky

The romance never grows old

Playing the bell and singing the songwriting years

I'm free to go

Just being a madman is not a hero'

(Lyrics source: not a chivalrous / infringement is deleted, the number of water words is happy)

"This is the sculpture of 'Qingfeng', the founder of our Qingfeng sect, and the following poem is also the evaluation of our great sect founder by the world at that time.

has an incomparable cultivation, but he is uninhibited, and he has experienced all the world, the south and the north in his life, and has stepped through the four seas and eight wildernesses.

Toast to the world, all are brothers.

Let go of the anger, and the Quartet will come to court.

Shake the world, Zheng Qiankun.

It can be said that no one is invincible, no one can stop.

And that was also the most glorious period of our human race, even if it was a very powerful beast race now, at that time, it could only be the little brother of our human race, and it didn't dare to have any complaints at all.

And in the later years of this generation of great men, he also came to this Qingfeng Mountain and created the first major sect of the human race today - Qingfeng Sect.

It is said that the Ancestor of Qingfeng is the closest to a god-level legend in the history of immortal cultivators on the earth.

It's a pity that even such a legend did not really break through to the legendary god level in the end, and unfortunately passed away.

Since the Qingfeng Ancestor, the human race has never produced a Tianjiao that can be comparable to the Qingfeng Ancestor.

But well......

I'm very optimistic about you, Brother Mu!"

Seeing Mu Chen staring at the stone statue of the sword dancer slowly becoming engrossed, Song Qi gently explained on the side.

After that, in the end, he jokingly said that he hoped that Mu Chen could reach the height of the Qingyu Ancestor. At the same time, he playfully stuck out his tongue and seemed to have rested.

"Thank you, Madame, for your compliment, I will definitely work hard to cultivate and live up to Madame's hopes. ”

Looking at Song Qi, who walked to his side at some point, Mu Chen also smiled slightly and replied softly.

"Let's go, I've already rested, and it's not too early, if I drag it out any longer, I may be scolded!"

Looking at Mu Chen, who came back to his senses, Song Qi also smiled and said to Mu Chen.

Looking at the stone carving of the ancestor of the breeze again, Mu Chen slowly walked down the mountain reluctantly.

Hey, in the past, this Qingfeng Sect was only located halfway up this Qingfeng Mountain, but Mu Chen didn't think there was anything wrong. But now I have discovered the drawbacks of the Qingfeng Sect's location in the middle of the mountain-that is, even though they have already completed the task of flying the imperial sword, they still have to walk so much more from the top of the mountain to the sect in vain.

But it's nothing, just a casual retreat after a strenuous workout.

And on the way back, about the founder of the Qingfeng Sect, Qingfeng, Song Qi also told Mu Chen some stories about that legendary figure again.

In fact, it was the poem of the stone tablet, which was just the evaluation of the immortal cultivators of the human race on that legendary figure.

For the other three races, Qingfeng left more of an impression on them that they were mighty and domineering, and for such a legendary figure who conquered the other three races by himself, he also had his own soft and warm love.

Therefore, the impression left by the ancestor of the breeze to the human race is chic and elegant, and the overall impression is condensed into a poem on the stone tablet, and the impression left by the ancestor of the breeze on the other three races can be summarized by another word that has been handed down from the beast race.

'The sound of the sword and halberd is hoarse

Who will show you the fight outside the city

All over the world

Sevenfold gauze

Blood splattered the white veil

Soldiers are coming to the city

The Sixth Army did not send it

Who knows goodbye

Life and death are silent

At that time, the red line was wound a thousand turns

One thought is worse as a person to marry

The scar

Whose old scars

You can also drink tea quietly

Crush this one

Prosperous fireworks

Blood-stained paintings

How to fight between your eyebrows

A little cinnabar

It doesn't matter if the world is covered

Never

A bustle

The blue blood stains the peach blossoms

Just want to see you again

Your tears are raining down

Listen to the sword and be hoarse

The tall building is dying

Collapse

Emperor Bai Yan of Zhou

It is said that a life is a peach blossom

Whoever counts the hexagram for you

The most flawless is not fake

The west side of the painting building

Bounce the lute

Warm air everywhere

Whoever has the heart to be a horse

Lust confers soul and upside down grace

The vultures refuse to compare with the wax

Say love to fold flowers

I don't love childhood sweethearts

The hexagram that counts in the end

It's for you

Covered the world

The moon illuminates the world

In the end, who got the pampas again

The mountains neighed and the horses roared

The silent noise in the arms

The wind swept through the sky and slaughtered

Rong Hua thanked him

Reign supreme in the world

Climb the nine-storied pagoda

Watch the shooting stars flutter overnight

Back to that moment

The silence of the years is also frightening

Dead vines grow branches

It turns out that time has passed by a flickering light

Upstairs and under the moon in the dream

You're still standing with your eyebrows on your face

Brush off the snowflakes on your clothes

Look side by side

Heaven and earth are vast

Back to that moment

The silence of the years is also frightening

Dead vines grow branches

It turns out that time has passed by a flickering light

Upstairs and under the moon in the dream

You're still standing with your eyebrows on your face

Brush off the snowflakes on your clothes

Look side by side

Heaven and earth are vast

Upstairs and under the moon in the dream

You're still standing with your eyebrows on your face

Brush off the snowflakes on your clothes

Look side by side

Heaven and earth are vast'

And this poem is also called "The Imperial Power of the World" by the beasts.

In fact, among the many immortal cultivators of the human race, the impression of the Qingfeng Ancestor is at most chic and elegant, extremely powerful, and so on.

However, for each disciple who joins the Qingfeng Sect, the point of view will be very different.

Because for these disciples who joined the Qingfeng Sect, the first lesson ushered in was a comprehensive understanding of the Qingfeng Ancestor.

This word of the beast clan's praise of the Qingfeng Ancestor is also something that every disciple must memorize.

Because in the period where the Qingfeng Ancestor was located, it was also the period when the relationship between the human race and the beast race was the most tense.

Sitting in the far north, the unique beast race will not be willing to watch the growth of the human race.

The final trend of the whole thing has finally evolved into an all-out attack on the territory of the Terrans by the Orcs.

At the beginning, in the face of the beast clan with such rich conditions in the far north, the human race can be said to be defeated one after another, and the ancestor of Qingfeng at that time fell in love with a girl again.

A girl in a mixed race.

However, Song Qi doesn't know about the love and hatred here, maybe there are some ancient books that record the whole thing, but this is not something that people of Song Qi's level can read.

Therefore, regarding the love between Qingfeng Ancestor and that girl who is a hybrid of human and beasts, Song Qi can only roughly skip it when explaining it to Mu Chen.

It's just that......

It seems that it is because of that girl, who is full of the ancestor of the breeze who is chic and elegant, unbeatable, and shadowy for the immortal cultivators of the human race, but she has a new look in front of the beast clan.

Tender like water, chivalrous and courageous......

In the inscription of the human race to the ancestor of Qingfeng, it is full of chic and bold circumstances, but the beast race presents a completely different chivalrous spirit to the world.

Mu Chen, who was extremely in awe of the Qingfeng Ancestor, after Song Qi explained to himself, it made the Qingfeng Ancestor have an extra layer of mystery in Mu Chen's heart.

And Mu Chen also quietly regarded the Qingfeng Ancestor as his idol in his heart, and secretly set a new goal for himself......

Mu Chen and Song Qi left for about ten minutes before they slowly returned to the gate of the Qingfeng Sect.

As soon as they entered the sect, those disciples guarding the door hurriedly conveyed the message of Qingyu telling the two of them to go to the Thundering Pavilion with the mentality of watching a good show......

It seems that this lunch is really not to be eaten!

Mu Chen and Song Qi also shook their heads helplessly with each other, and Song Qi slowly walked in front of the road and went to the Thundering Pavilion with Mu Chen.