Gu Suyi stepped forward to identify it carefully, and finally shook his head, he had not seen Mo Chenxiao's true face, nor did he know his face, although Gu Suyi let him close, he did not provide a portrait, maybe he did, but it was clumsy, Gu Suyi thought very deeply, and would not make such a superficial mistake.

"That's it. Zhan Wuyi sighed lightly, "You came, what is the so-called matter?"

"Seeking the view. ”

"I saw the sword qi in you. ”

Sword qi is divided into two kinds, a sword qi inspired by an inner element, usually what people say, is this kind of sword qi, but the real sword qi is not so simple, but a unique sword temperament, which requires the person who holds the sword to have a deep understanding of the way of the sword, realize what a sword is, and engrave the sword theory in order to realize this sword qi.

He saw the shadow of the engraved sword theory on Gu Suyi's body, there seemed to be countless heavy overlapping shadows, which were branded on the sword over and over again, which made his body full of a special temperament, that is, the sword qi, which belongs to the temperament of the sword, the person and the sword are one, the sword and the person have the same fate, the temperament of the sword, embodied in him, and the sword body, when his understanding is gradually deepened, gradually brightened, washed away the complexity, and finally only the spirit, the road of the sword, will cast the sword heart, if he walks the way of the sword, at this time has already cast the sword heart, but he does not practice the sword.

"Please also ask the seniors for advice. ”

"There is a spirit in this big underground, and you can realize it a lot. ”

Zhan Wuyi turned his head and looked into the distance, Gu Suyi realized it carefully, and then found a place and stood quietly.

There is a spirit in the big underground, in fact, it is the dragon qi, there is no shortage of dragon qi in Longshou Mountain, there is a deep pool, called Shenyue Well, there is a mist at all times, those are the dragon qi that escapes, and eventually it will naturally drift away, scatter the boundary of Longshou Mountain, penetrate the underground, and circulate back and forth.

Shenyue Well was also the source of water for the Mo clan in the past, and part of their drinking water came from there.

A day later, Gu Suyi had a comprehension, and a flash of brilliance flashed on his sword.

"Senior, is it enough?"

"Good perception. ”

Gu Su Yi listened quietly, although Zhan Wuyi was a halberd, but there was a special rhythm on his body, if he watched it for a long time, he believed that he would definitely understand.

Zhan Wuyi didn't say much, but Gu Suyi already understood that it was still not enough.

He walked quietly in Longshou Mountain, comprehended the mountains and rivers, and realized the Longshou Mountain of this outstanding person.

Every day there was a realization, but he didn't ask again, he knew, not enough, because he hadn't really broken through.

On the twelfth day, when he came to the pile of rubble that had buried him, he noticed something strange and moved away from the rubble, and under the rubble was a puddle of water, about three meters wide, and he cleaned the rubble piece by piece, until there was no dirt on the surface.

He stretched out his hand to brush the wisps of cloud-like mist, the feeling was quite peculiar, it seemed that there seemed to be a special force, slowly sinking into his body, this power was not directly drilled into the body, but with his state of mind, slowly sinking, these mist seemed to have a spirit.

He intuitively sensed that this was his chance, so he didn't let go, but pulled out the sword and inserted it into the pool, letting the pool of water blow by, and his hand was always holding a wisp of mist, watching the wisps of smoke flow up and down.

"Dragon Qi is not so easy to absorb, you can comprehend it, it can be regarded as your creation. ”

There is a spirit in the big underground, unless it is condensed into a physical dragon ball, otherwise the mist is very few people can borrow it, although the people of the Mo clan have drunk the water of the sinking moon well for a long time, but few people can absorb a few wisps of dragon qi, and it is only under the nourishment of dragon qi, it is just a healthier and longer life.

It wasn't that the Mo clan was completely out of the way to use dragon qi, but they didn't do that, just like their daily routine, and it wasn't for the purpose of cultivating and improving their cultivation.

When he was a child, Mo Chenxiao actually didn't have much idea of cultivating, cultivating Qingyu Jue, firstly, because cultivation can indeed strengthen the body and live longer, and secondly, the slow appearance of old age can greatly prolong puberty, and secondly, it can fly the eaves and walk on the wall, and jump a few meters, isn't it good?

But he doesn't have much obsession with cultivation, it's more casual, most people in the Mo clan are like this, only a very small number of people want to go out, they will choose to improve their martial arts, in case they are abused after going out.

Gu Suyi didn't know the dragon qi, nor did he know what kind of existence the dragon qi was, he only felt that there was a pleasant aura that penetrated into his body, and he could realize that pleasure.

The dragon qi entered the body, penetrated his internal organs, infiltrated his blood vessels, cells, from the inside to the outside, are undergoing transformation, but this transformation is not immediately reflected, but slowly carried out, to improve his foundation, after a long time, Gu Suyi seems to have realized, it is an indescribable feeling, he does not know what kind of breakthrough it is, but his origin is more powerful, the feeling of dragon qi penetration is more obvious, his long sword sank into the water, it seems that there has been a slight change, that change is very subtle, it seems, sucked the aura......

Gu Suyi absorbed the dragon qi here and slowly transformed.

At this time, Mo Chenxiao sighed lightly, he knew that time was running out, in a few days, the Black Mist Mountain Range was about to complete its transformation, he had to return before that, and before returning to the Black Mist Mountain Range, he needed to go back to Longshou Mountain and take another look at his home......

Mo Chenxiao resigned, and Gu Xiaoshi also wanted to follow, but he decided not to let her follow, and went on the road alone, it took some time to go to Longshou Mountain from here, he did not deliberately speed up the pace, but walked step by step, and walked through this last road to the world.

In three days, when he arrived at Longshou Mountain, a thought flashed in his mind, it was the blood ball condensed on the demon altar, and the idea transmitted to him was not human language, but the meaning was very clear, some slaves had completed the transformation, and when he returned, he could break out of the cocoon.

At this time, he happened to walk to the foot of Longshou Mountain, and looking up, it was the boundary he was most familiar with.

He was born here, raised here, countless frolicking figures, countless faces, crossed in his mind, father, mother, playmates, young ladies dancing cherry blossoms.

Back then, they liked to go there to peep the most, watching those young ladies flying up and down, purple cherry blossoms fluttering, those scenes, it was really beautiful.

There are countless pictures in his heart, remembering countless beautiful memories of the past, those memories, he is moved to cry, he really misses those people, he wants to go back to the beginning, he misses his parents, he misses everything.

He stood motionless for a long time, and it was not until dusk that he lifted his steps and walked step by step to his hometown.

Now Longshou Mountain, no one takes care of it, and there is no original beauty, barren weeds climb everywhere, tree branches stretch at will, thorns, shrubs, also spread out from the ground, he looked at all this, nostalgic for the original scenery, in a trance, has come to the mountain, he saw a figure, that person stands on the top of the mountain, looking into the distance, like a statue, not moving for a long time, his lingering eyes wander around, stepping on this mountain, lingering all this residual warmth.

He stopped in front of the row of tombstones, the tombstones were nameless, and all of them had long since turned into bones, and it took a long time to place them, and then they waited there.

He had waited too long, too long, but he was not impatient in the slightest, and he still stood still.

Mo Chenxiao went up the mountain, didn't he know?

No, he knows.

But he didn't look back, even if this person was the one he was waiting for, he still stood still, without looking back or asking a word.

Mo Chenxiao's hand, brushing over the tombstone, seemed to touch something, walked quietly, and finally stood at the end, turned around, looked at the tombstones all over the ground, leaned over, knelt down slowly, and threw himself to the ground, this kneeling was a night.

At dawn, he looked up, picked up, and walked towards the village.

The village is in ruins, the houses are collapsed, the weeds are overgrown, the houses are empty, there is nothing, everything useful has long been emptied.

Although the ancestral house was dilapidated, it did not collapse completely, but there were too many loopholes, Mo Chenxiao entered, and there was a large fragment of the statue on the ground, which was the statue of Mo Jiuge, the ancestor thousands of years ago.

Six years ago, the statue had cracked, and by this time, it had broken and scattered to the ground.

Mo Chenxiao picked up the fragment and tried to put it together, but the fragments were so broken that they couldn't be spliced together.

He gathered them in the center of the ancestral house, piled them up, and bowed them quietly.

His mind went back to the past.

When he was six years old, the white-bearded village chief gathered some of the younger children and asked them if they wanted to go out, and some of them were eager to try, but most of them were reluctant to leave.

The ancient books of the Mo clan record that their ancestor Mo Jiu Ge went to the Pulau realm, and later this statue returned and brought back the inheritance, some ancestors of the Mo clan had accepted the inheritance of Mo Jiu Ge, and after they accepted the inheritance, they all left, and the white-bearded village chief asked them if they wanted to go out, in fact, they just wanted to see if they were willing to enter the inheritance space and accept the inheritance of Mo Jiu Ge.

But there were no people willing to go in, and those who were eager to try it did not want to leave the village.

Because if they accept the inheritance, they will be teleported to other areas through the inheritance space, and there is a high probability that they will not be able to come back for a lifetime.

They didn't leave, so they each chose their favorite exercises to practice, and the elders of the clan occasionally taught, but they didn't supervise them.

He chose the Qingyu Jue at that time, not because of anything else, but because the Qingyu Jue's exercises are handsome, and the sword qi is like Qingyu, which is very good-looking, which is why he chose the Qingyu Jue.

But how could the exercises collected by their tribe be weak, after all, they were also brought back by Mo Jiuge.

Now that I think about it, if I had chosen to enter the inheritance space, would the result be different now?

may not need to face the parting of life and death, now he should be wandering around.

All this in that village will still happen, but he can't see it, maybe he will never know it, until he dies of old age, he will miss it, miss his parents, and miss everything in this village, but at that time, he should have another living environment, perhaps, he will marry a wife and have children, and he will establish another Mo clan......

Missing, not seeing, it's better than watching the peach in your heart collapse, right?