Sunset Gate Medicine Peak, in a dense forest on the back peak.

Whoa!

Dao Dao sword qi flew vertically and horizontally, like a dense net of sword qi, spreading out, and then looking at the power in each sword qi, it was a subtle and turbid control.

At the time of early autumn, the fallen leaves in the forest were fluttering, and the broken fallen leaves were scattered with the wind.

All the sword qi in this forest emanated from the sword in the hand of a figure, this figure sometimes shifted shape, sometimes flew in the air, the moves issued by the sword in the hand, if you don't look carefully, ordinary masters can't see the shaking of the sword in your hand at all.

This figure is none other than Ning Zihao, the lord of the Sunset Gate Medicine Peak, Ning Zihao has been practicing swordsmanship in this Houfeng Forest every day for the past few days.

Emperor sword spectrum, there is no fixed move, the sword from the heart, as you like, at will, to reach the highest realm, even if there is no sword in your hand, as long as there is a sword in your heart, you can use the power of heaven and earth to break all things.

Ning Zihao is still 108,000 miles away from this kind of sword breaking through the realm of all things, but even so, the sword qi realm he has reached at this moment is also a perfect practice, the sword is not empty, and the sword is qi.

The sword cultivation of this realm, even if it is against Xiao Luotian, the head of the Sunset Gate, will not fall behind.

Of course, except for the friends who came with Ning Zihao from Baiyun City, no one knew that he was also a sword cultivator, if Xiao Luotian and some elders knew, then Jue would be shocked and his jaw dropped.

Although Xiao Luotian didn't know that Ning Zihao was a real sword cultivator, he knew that Ning Zihao always had a sword behind his back, and Xiao Luotian didn't ask for any reason, he just said that Ning Zihao liked it himself.

Therefore, in the reward a few days ago, Ning Zihao was also given a third-order high-level yuan sword, and when Ning Zihao first got it, he also liked it very much in his heart.

The sword behind him before was also a second-order intermediate yuan sword, and the workmanship was relatively rough, and he got this sword at this moment, it was delicate and stylish, and he admired it alone for a long time.

The name of this sword is "Longquan Sword", and it is one of the few collectibles in the Sunset Gate.

Falling leaves flying, the Longquan Sword is in Ning Zihao's hands, like a dragon of elegant sword qi, dancing in the air, and Ning Zihao is the owner of this dragon, driving and dancing at will, and even the autumn wind is immersed in a killing aura.

Suddenly, Ning Zihao's figure was motionless, just so quiet, time seemed to stand still, but the fallen leaves around him were still fluttering in the wind.

Ning Zihao's eyes looked at the slowly falling autumn leaves in front of him, swinging one after another.

No!

He wasn't looking with his eyes, he might be looking with his heart, and what he saw at the moment was not a fallen leaf, but a loved one who didn't know where.

He watched the autumn leaves fall, as if he saw his wife and brother, alone in this strange land full of dangers.

Looking at the road ahead, lovesickness, self-sorrow, and impermanence!

Yuping, are you okay?

You have to hold on, hold on!

Wait for me!

Waiting for me!

You must also remember our agreement, if you do not die, you will go to heaven and earth to find you, even if you search the whole planet.

Don't forget what you said when you parted: "Be by your side in this life, be by your side in life." ”

These parting words and scenes kept echoing in Ning Zihao's heart, constantly knocking on his heart like a bell.

Ning Zihao's entire body and mind seemed to have returned to the scene at that time, and his soul seemed to have traveled through infinite time and space, returned to the earth, and returned to their warm moment.

Just when Ning Zihao's heart was deep in lovesickness, there were invisible fluctuations all around him, and even the autumn leaves that were falling around him were all up and down beside him, no longer falling.

A little bit, one by one!

The volatility spreads and the range grows.

But Ning Zihao didn't notice it at all, he was still immersed in the warm memories of him and his wife Yuping.

Xiaoping, do you know, I especially like the knights in martial arts.

Why! Brother Ning?

Because those knights, especially swordsmen, have their own swords, which are very handsome behind their backs, which is my dream when I was a child.

Brother Ning, I can't imagine that you still had this kind of dream when you were a child!

It's a pity that we're all adults now, it's a new era, if you really carry a sword, others will think you're making costume films.

Maybe others will scold you for being insane, Yuping laughed happily.

Yuping stopped laughing and continued: "However, don't say it, if you put on the clothes of an ancient knight, and then carry a sword, and then you come up like this a few times, maybe you will also be handsome." ”

Ning Zihao thought back to this, his body was already covered with thick invisible fluctuations, and the fallen leaves rose and fell in this fluctuation.

And at this moment, the corners of Ning Zihao's mouth actually showed a long-lost smile, which had not appeared for a long time.

Xiaoping, since you want to see Brother Ning dancing with a sword, Brother Ning will show you now.

Ning Zihao said it in his heart, but he said it to his wife in his memory, but his body moved at the moment.

The Longquan Sword danced slowly, and began to float in mid-air, each of his moves was so slow, maybe he deliberately performed it for his wife Yuping.

While he was dancing the Longquan Sword, the invisible fluctuations around him were also driven, and with the traces of the sword head, they were written in the air.

Especially in the middle, there were a lot of fallen leaves, making Ning Zihao's swordsmanship like a wind dragon, flying in the air.

If Shi Lao was here at this moment, he would definitely be shocked, what did he see?

Oh, my God!

What can affect the general trend of the surrounding world is the realm!

It's the mood!

That's right! Ning Zihao's situation at this moment is the artistic conception, in the usual words of sword cultivation, it is to comprehend the sword intent.

Ning Zihao entered the depths of Acacia and comprehended the sword intent, the original comprehension of the sword intent required him to break through to the Yuan Spirit level before he was qualified to comprehend, and if there was no special situation and medium, he would not be able to truly comprehend it, that is, many real sword cultivators would not be able to comprehend the sword intent in their lifetime.

Time passed, the autumn leaves drifted away, and Ning Zihao also woke up from his memories.

He raised his eyes and scanned the surroundings, recalling the gist of the Emperor's Sword Spectrum, and muttered to himself, "Is this the sword intent?"

This is the sword intent I comprehended from lovesickness.

Yuping, and my brother, don't worry, we will definitely meet again.

Fallen leaves acacia, accompanied by the end of the world;

The sky is desolate forever, and the earth and the old are with each other.

This move will call you "Fallen Leaf Acacia Sword"!

Thinking of this, the Longquan Sword in Ning Zihao's hand danced again.

This time, he was in a conscious state, he deliberately controlled the sword intent, did not diverge outward, and did not drive the fallen leaves around him.

Looking carefully, there is only a faint layer of sword intent attached to the sword body, Ning Zihao has just comprehended the sword intent, and naturally needs to slowly control this artistic conception, although the power of the sword intent in his wakefulness at the moment is far less than just now, but it is more restrained.

Flying in the air, the clouds stabbed obliquely;

Walking like flowing water, slow into the best place.

Yes, this is Ning Zihao's state at the moment, slow, but it is this slowness, but it is the incomparable speed hidden in it.

Whew!

The light purple flower shoes stepped on the fallen leaves, and slowly walked, and a delicate and graceful figure came nearby, and her delicate face always exuded charming intimacy.

Tang Ni knew that Ning Zihao practiced swords here every time she did this, and she had to come here to watch quietly every time.

Because that figure is her brother Ning, the person she will always put in her heart, every time she will watch it dementia, fascinated by it, and intoxicated by it, she really wants time to stay at this moment forever, so that she can always be by Brother Ning's side.