Heaven and earth, rivers and lakes are insignificant. I use my own sword, and I am free.

The colorful auspicious clouds slowly rose, and then quickly melted into the surrounding ink clouds, but in a moment, Yang Yixia and Xingyun disappeared into the clouds.

Colorful auspicious clouds smoothly shuttled through the clouds, the rising sun, the morning breeze swept by, and Zizhu Peak was already far away from Yang Yixia's line of sight little by little.

The next time I come back, it should be half a month later, and at that time, the master should also take care of the affairs of the junior brother and come back. I remember Master's explanation when he left, he arrived at the sixth layer of the Bone Forging Realm within half a month, and now it is only two days, and he has already exceeded his expectations, so it is better to make persistent efforts and use the remaining ten days to stabilize the realm, and break through the concentration in one go!

"Do you think it's so easy to break through the Condensation Realm? The breakthrough of each great realm is the accumulation of quantitative change to qualitative change, separated by a deep chasm. This time, you were blessed by misfortune, and you suddenly raised your cultivation to the tenth layer of the Bone Forging Realm, and if you didn't have the opportunity in a short period of time, it would be impossible to improve again. If you are so ambitious, even if you squeeze your potential in a short period of time and make breakthroughs, you will not be able to give full play to your own advantages effectively and reasonably, and then your body will not be able to bear the strong load, and your skills will regress at light, and your cultivation will be completely lost. The Sword God reminded in the Divine Mansion that he didn't want Yang Yixia to encounter any more accidents.

"Well, what you're saying is that I was tempted by a powerful cultivator for a while and lost my mind. Since it takes time to precipitate for cultivation, then I will work martial arts, and when I reach Qixia Peak, I will practice swordsmanship diligently, study swordsmanship, and practice the swordsmanship in the "Sword Divine Technique". Thank you, Sword God. Yang Yixia nodded in agreement, cultivation is to go against the sky, like walking on thin ice, one wrong step will be doomed, he is still too hasty.

"You're welcome, we're grasshoppers on a rope. As for sword practice, you don't have to worry, you have already learned the first four styles of the Sword God Technique in the place where you tried the sword, and Senior Sister Xingyun will also teach you the Luoxia Sword Technique of Qixia Peak, but before that, you still have one more thing to do. Speaking of this, the sword god paused, his expression solemn.

"What's the matter?" Yang Yixia asked.

"Basics." The sword god replied.

"Basic skills, what basic skills?" Yang Yixia hesitated, "Won't it be like what I practiced during military training, standing in a military posture, stepping on a horse, and practicing military physical boxing, right?" ”

"Not really, but as a swordsman, you must practice the five methods and one skill in the basic skills of swordsmanship, which are footwork, technique, eye technique, body technique, technique and spiritual qigong. These points will be explained to you in detail when they reach Qixia Peak. Looking at Yang Yixia's confused eyes, the sword god explained with a smile that when he first practiced kendo, he was also confused by these points.

"How to practice a sword, but also to get in touch with theoretical knowledge? Emotional heroes are not so easy to be. Yang Yixia pursed his lips, as if he was sneering at this redundant basic skill.

"Everything is difficult at the beginning, and you don't think I'm verbose. Don't look at how chic those immortal cultivators who fly around all day long, in fact, they all start from the basics. The sword god patiently explained, just as Situ Haoran patiently explained to himself back then, "Basic skills are like the roots of a tree, if you can't dig your roots deep into the soil, you can't grow into a towering ancient tree and withstand the baptism of time." ”

Listening to the words of the Sword God, Yang Yixia remembered the Chinese teacher in elementary school, if she hadn't paid attention to the basics and dictated words before class every day, Yang Yixia would not have been so relaxed on the road of Chinese learning in the future.

"Wow! Look at you, little man! The sun has risen, and the sky is so beautiful. Xingyun's crisp and beautiful voice like a yellow bird interrupted the sword god's explanation and Yang Yixia's memories. Yang Yixia looked up and was deeply shocked by the landscape in front of him:

Half of the hour has passed, the sky is quietly changing, the faint moonlight is still hanging in the air, the blazing sun has slowly risen, the stars of last night have receded in the dimness, this morning's morning sun is descending little by little, day and night coexist at this moment, inseparable, and difficult to identify.

The darkness slowly enveloped in white light, gradually disappearing, like a pair of intimate lovers embracing each other deeply, and finally melting into each other's chests. The sound of breaking the sky in my ears is still there, and the colorful auspicious clouds are driving from darkness to light step by step.

Yang Yixia since receiving the baptism of the power of the sword, eyesight, hearing these five senses are several times more sensitive than before, at this time in the clouds, Yang Yixia more clearly felt the feeling of flying, but also more clearly saw the scene of the rising red sun, that round of red transparent fireballs, hanging in the eastern sky, the glow of the ten thousand ways, red clouds, Yang Yixia's lazy nerves are gradually fading, the fighting spirit of the day is awakened at this moment, he finally understands that in the era before the crossing, why there are so many people clamoring to see the sunrise.

The sky is still bright after all.

"As soon as the sun shines, the clouds open by themselves. It's really magnificent, people live for a lifetime, like a white horse passing through the gap, if you can really be like this rising red sun, emit your own light and heat, and spend spring, summer, autumn and winter happily and chicly, it will not be in vain to come to the world to go once. Yang Yixia stood on the colorful auspicious clouds, looking into the distance, the mountains were beautiful, and sighed sincerely.

"Once the end of the world is far away, what does it matter if you are alive, flowers bloom and fall, people come and go, cry when you should cry, laugh when you should laugh, if people live unhappy, what is the value of life?" Xingyun smiled and bowed, and a pair of beautiful eyes also looked at the thousands of miles of continuous rivers and mountains.

"Two poets, it's not that I don't have fun, but can you wait and think about life again? Little shrimp, there is a surprise to tell you, the energy of the colorful auspicious clouds is not enough. "The sword god in the Divine Mansion arched his hand helplessly, flying treasures such as colorful auspicious clouds, and the spiritual power of the ninth layer of the Qi Realm with Xingyun Cultivation was not enough to drive for a long time.

As soon as the sword god's words fell, the colorful auspicious clouds paused, and in an instant, the brilliance dimmed, turned into a streamer, and drilled into Xingyun's body.

And Xingyun and Yang Yixia, who were standing on the colorful auspicious clouds, were falling straight from the sky.

"Oops! The spiritual power is not enough, Xiaoxia'er hold on to me, don't be afraid. With a coquettish cry, Xingyun's left hand grabbed Yang Yixia's right hand, and with a strange gesture in his right hand, he silently recited a spell in his mouth.

"You Dead Sword God, why didn't you remind you earlier!" Yang Yixia secretly complained in his heart, life is like this, always inadvertently at a certain moment, he suddenly gives you some surprises, more fright.

"Alas, seeing that you are so engaged, it is not convenient for me to disturb. But you don't have to worry, Senior Sister Xingyun has already set a light body spell, and the speed at which you are falling is no longer so fast. The sword god's body glowed with blue light, his middle finger and index finger were close together, and his hands turned into sword fingers, staggering and horizontal in front of him, changing rapidly.

One gas turns into three clears, heaven and earth turn into ten thousand shapes, Feng Void is empty!

Feng Xu's light-body method is far more powerful than the light-body mantra of the Qi Realm, Yang Yixia only feels that the downward acceleration is offset by a strong lift at this moment, and the castration is unabated, and the speed of falling is slowly decreasing.

"Huh? Why is the light mantra so good this time? Sensing the slowly decreasing falling speed, looking at the ground less than 100 meters under his eyes, Xingyun breathed a deep sigh of relief, and pulled Yang Yixia, who was next to him with his eyes closed, "Xiaoxia'er, don't be afraid, we will be on the ground soon." ”

At this moment, Yang Yixia closed his eyes, not because he was afraid, but because the sword god used a spell in the Divine Mansion, and he could clearly feel that the energy in his body was draining, but he was just a little weak.

With a bang, a burst of birds flew away in the forest, and Xingyun and Yang Yixia fell heavily on a knee-high hillside.

"Woohoo, it's so dangerous, it scares me to death." Xingyun slapped his chest with a pair of jade hands and exhaled Ruolan.

Luckily, this is a meadow, and if there is no thick grass to cushion them, they may not have just fallen down.

"That's up to me." The sword god shrugged his shoulders speechlessly, yawned tiredly, and meditated in the god's mansion to cultivate.

"Sword God, thanks to you this time, if it weren't for you, we would have put our lives here." Yang Yixia wiped the cold sweat on her forehead, and after thanking the sword god in her heart, she turned her head and looked at the clouds around her, only to see a few weeds falling on her cloud temples and sticking to her yellow shirt, like a wild girl running around in the mountains.

"Senior sister, there is ...... on your hair" Yang Yixia just wanted to pick the weeds on Yunyun's sideburns for Xingyun, but found that his right hand was still tightly held by Xingyun's left hand, so he reminded awkwardly, "There are weeds, and so are the bodies." ”

The situation was critical just now, Yang Yixia didn't notice it, Xingyun's plain hands were soft and boneless, round and smooth, and very good-looking.

"Oh," Seeing Yang Yixia's serious expression, Xingyun just wanted to take care of it, but found that his left hand was still holding Yang Yixia's right hand tightly, a faint crimson stained the root of his ear, quickly pulled out his left hand, stood up, and quietly patted the weeds in his hair and body.

"Haha, I didn't expect that there would be such a beautiful scenery on a certain mountain from Zizhu Peak and Qixia Peak." Yang Yixia also stood up, patted the dust on his body, and stretched out his arms to embrace the early morning.

The weeds are vines, one by one, the dew drops on the grass are shining one by one, the early morning sun shines, through the drops of water, shining with boundless green, a gust of wind blows, and there is a sea of green as far as the eye can see.

"Little Xia'er, look!" The crimson on Xingyun's face quickly faded, and he stretched out his hand and pointed to a large stone in the distance, which was crumbling in the wind, but it never fell.

"Wow, what's that? It's amazing to watch. Yang Yixia's eyes were also attracted by the stone, and he stepped forward against the wind and looked at it carefully.

The stone in front of you seems to be granite, about one zhang in length, width and height, and about two-thirds of the volume is exposed to the edge of the cliff.

"This stone is naturally formed, moving in the wind, but it can stand still, it is really a masterpiece of nature." Xingyun stroked the rough appearance of the stone, and the sound melted into the wind, which was very good.

"Yes, don't look at its unsightly appearance, standing stubbornly in a corner that no one knows, even if it is lonely and lonely, but sticking to its own path, this is exactly what we cultivators need to learn from it." Yang Yixia nodded, thinking, how many years has this stone stood here, but it is only accompanied by mountains and weeds, isn't it lonely?

"Haha, Xiao Xia'er's idea is really novel, stones also have life, stones also have emotions, since you think this stone is lonely, why don't we give it a name." Xingyun smiled faintly, his eyes sparkling.

"Okay, senior sister, what should we name it?" Yang Yixia clapped his hands and asked Xingyun beside him.

"Moving in the wind, standing tall. Like you just said, let's call it the Wind Stone. Xingyun didn't think too much about it and blurted out.

"Wind Stone, good name!" Yang Yixia patted the big stone, like greeting an old friend for many years, and said, "From now on, you will be a wind-moving stone, and you will continue to stand here, guarding the peace of this world for us and Xiaoyaomen." ”

"I didn't expect you to have such a mind, Xiaoxia'er, why don't we also give this mountain a name that no one knows." Xingyun stood on the side of the wind-moving stone, looked at the grass in the distance, and said to Yang Yixia.

"This, Xiaoyao Gate is famous for its five peaks, Zizhu Peak in the north, Cangsong Peak in the south, Chaoyang Peak in the east, Qixia Peak in the west, and Xiaoyao Peak in the west, then let's set up a sixth peak of Xiaoyaomen here!" Hearing Xingyun's words, Yang Yixia also agreed, poked his finger at the door of his head, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"Senior sister, your name is Xingyun, my name is Yang Yixia, since the two of us discovered this peak, it is better to take half of our names and name it Xingxia Peak." Xingxia Peak, Xingxia Peak, Xingxia Righteousness, Freedom of the World! Yang Yixia said his thoughts excitedly and looked at Xingyun.

"Great! That's wonderful! I didn't expect you to be so literary Xiaoxia'er, then call it Xingxia Peak here! Yang Yixia's name, the name has their name in it, Xingyun is sweet in his heart, and he dances happily, like a yellow butterfly dancing in the green ocean.

The grass is born everywhere, the dew is crystal clear, the beauty in front of you, under the light of the first day, the face is like a morning flower, which makes people deeply intoxicated in this beautiful scenery, forgetting the tiredness and sorrow.

There are vines and grass in the wild, and there is no dew. There is a beautiful person, clear and graceful.

There are vines and grasses in the wild, and there is no dew. There is a beautiful person, as graceful as Qingyang.

(Chapter 22, End)