Yang Yixia was stunned for a moment, looked at the faint flush that spread to the roots of his ears, and then looked at his cyan robe that had been destroyed by the power of the sword, he couldn't help but blush, grabbed the dust-breaking sword with his right hand, protected his body with the other hand, and ran in the direction of Kuaizai Tang without looking back.

"Senior Sister Xingyun, I'm really sorry, things are not what you imagined. I'll go back and change my clothes first, and I'll explain to you the reason later. ”

The sword god smiled faintly in the Divine Mansion, don't look at Yang Yixia's usual appearance of not being afraid of the sky and the earth, and he is still helpless in the face of girls, there is a way that the hero is sad to pass the beauty pass, thinking about himself back then, and the yellowing memory that seems to be a lifetime, the sword god silently closed his eyes:

Just smile for you, and I will have nowhere to escape. Sixteen years ago, upstairs in the bright moon, when the sword god first met Liu Xiyan, she was looking at the sky alone, with a beautiful face, a cold temperament, a trace of sadness between her eyes, an indescribable sense of mystery, and a sense of loneliness that was difficult to touch, like a nine-day fairy descending into the world, unattainable, unattainable.

Suddenly, Liu Xiyan looked back and smiled, like an old friend who had known each other for a long time meeting, and in an instant, this invisible barrier was eliminated, melting the snow of thousands of years, leaving only the sword god standing in place stupidly, hovering on the edge of passivity.

The sword god sighed, no matter what, the ignorant memories of youth, like the ripples of clear water in the middle of the lake in summer, like the flying tidbits of the ten-mile long pavilion, even in the heart of steel, will melt because of this.

"What the hell happened last night? Looking at Xiaoxia'er's mental state, he should have obtained the "Sword God Technique" mentioned by Grandpa Sword Buddha. Xingyun turned his head sideways, and his jade hand held his cheeks, thinking quietly.

Kuaizai Hall is still quietly located at the other end of Zizhu Peak, the faint sunlight of the early morning shines through the sparse bamboo forest in the bushes, shining on Yang Yixia's slightly raised eyebrows, at this moment, a grass and a tree on Zizhu Peak are quietly recovering.

The second time he walked on this forest path, Yang Yixia lost the curiosity and joy when he first came, and had a more protective heart. Moreover, there is also a memory of the sword god here, treating him as his own master, and being as close as a brother and sister, these friendships, whether it is the sword god or Yang Yixia, bury it deep in their hearts, and it is worth using all their strength to protect it.

With a creak, the wooden door was pushed open, and the fragrant sandalwood smell was still filled inside, which made Yang Yixia feel refreshed, opened the wardrobe, and picked out a light blue military suit, which seemed to be a non-clothes, like a non-armor, it was made on his sixteenth birthday with his master and brother in the town under the mountain, blue robe, purple lining, solemn and generous without losing elegance, also mad and gentle, it can be said that Yang Yixia is the best clothes now, after wearing it, there is a feeling of relying on martial arts in the drama.

"You kid has an eye, this was my favorite outfit at the time." The sword god smiled in the divine mansion and explained the origin of this dress.

"That's not it, people rely on clothes and horses and saddles, and I put on your clothes, this is called icing on the cake." Yang Yixia said shamelessly, touched his gradually growing hair, and said, "I used to watch costume dramas, those heroes had long hair fluttering, so they were not chic, they had long hair another day, and when they wore this outfit, buddies also had a heroic addiction." ”

Shenzhou Haotu is not very popular for men's hair, according to people's preferences, the length of hair is also different, so I will not be surprised by Yang Yixia's hairstyle and take it for granted. It's just that Yang Yixia knows that from now on, he is a man with long hair.

After changing his clothes and lifting the Dust-Breaking Sword, Yang Yixia prepared to go to the Purple Bamboo Forest, but as soon as he went out, he saw Xingyun sitting in the hall of Kuaiza Hall with his legs crossed.

"Senior sister, you're here." Yang Yixia was wearing a blue shirt and smiling, and he was unspeakably handsome.

"Wow! Our little man wears this blue gown, it is really long and jade, heroic, looking at this posture, it is to fascinate the thousands of girls in Qixia Peak. Xingyun looked at the light blue military uniform, as well as Yang Yixia's confident appearance, and joked to him.

"Senior sister, don't make fun of me anymore, although I'm handsome, I'm not handsome. By the way, why did you come here, senior sister? Although Yang Yixia was embarrassed, he also laughed at himself humorously.

"Hehe, you can save time and make another trip, delaying time." Xingyun raised his pretty face, and his red lips moved and said, "We came down from Qixia Peak last night, and we have to go back as soon as possible, so as not to make the master suspicious." If Master asks where we went last night, wouldn't the matter of Grandpa Sword Buddha and the Sword Divine Technique be exposed? ”

Xingyun was in a hurry to leave, originally worried about exposing the secret of "Sword Divine Technique", Yang Yixia nodded, looked at Xingyun gratefully, and told her everything that happened in the place of the sword test yesterday, except for Liu Xiyan's memories and the secret of being a traverser.

"Woo, it's so dangerous, Senior Sister almost won't see you. It seems that you were able to save the day this time, and it was all thanks to that mysterious girl. Xiaoxia'er, you are really a fool and a fool, not only did you get the inheritance of the "Sword Divine Technique" exercises, you knew so many secrets, but you also got a peerless sword. Xingyun's eyes wandered on Yang Yixia, and the dust-breaking sword broke free from Yang Yixia's right hand, and happily circled Xingyun's side, as if he understood Xingyun's praise for being a peerless sword, "You performed well this time, you can win in danger, you deserve praise, come and let me see, where are you injured." ”

Xingyun touched Yang Yixia's hair dotingly, and looked at Yang Yixia with concern, just like looking at his own brother.

"What does it mean that a fool has a foolish fortune, this is called a deep blessing, understand?" Yang Yixia was moved in his heart, but he complained, after getting along with him a few times, he was used to Xingyun's big sister's care for him, and he began to fight with her gradually.

"Haha, you are blessed with a deep fate, and you are blessed with a great life. Great, now, you can concentrate on cultivation. When you arrive at Qixia Peak, your senior sister and I will personally go out and teach you a few gatekeeper moves in Luoxia swordsmanship, so as to ensure that you will not lose to that stinky fart Ye Shengge's Chaoyang swordsmanship in sword moves after three months. "Xingyun looks like I am covering you, playful and without losing the demeanor of a senior sister, full of energy and heroic.

Xiaoyaomen is divided into five peaks according to the martial arts system, but there are no door rules that restrict disciples from learning the martial arts of other peaks, except for the martial arts of the main peak Xiaoyao Peak is the treasure of the sect, and non-head candidate disciples are not allowed to pass it on, Xiaoyaomen disciples can choose any of the four peaks of martial arts cultivation. However, learning martial arts is not expensive, disciples worship under the appropriate peak, and there is rarely the phenomenon of practicing other peak martial arts, after all, thousands of martial arts, each with its own characteristics, if you contact too much at the same time, it will do more harm to your own martial arts path.

"Luoxia swordsmanship, Qixia Peak's gatekeeper swordsmanship, tsk, you kid really picked up a treasure." The sword god smiled, as if he was jealous of Yang Yixia's good luck, and added in the Divine Mansion, "Based on my friendship with Senior Sister Xingyun back then, she didn't teach me this set of swordsmanship. But I think you are an eight-foot man, this Qi Xiafeng's daughter's swordsmanship, whether you can learn it or not is still a problem. ”

"Thank you Senior Sister Xingyun, I will live up to Senior Sister's good intentions and impress those who underestimate me." Yang Yixia's face showed a confident smile, ignoring the cold water splashed by the sword god as if it were nothing.

"It's a bit interesting, this little shrimp's qualifications are much higher than mine, although the realm is not high now, but there is still a period of time before the March appointment, who wins and who loses, and who will die at that time, it is still a mystery." The sword god nodded approvingly, as if he also saw the self who broke into the top four in the four-peak competition like a dark horse, which surprised everyone.

"Xiaoxia'er, why are you so weird these days, so angry with me. We have known each other since we were children, and our personalities are compatible, I am two years older than you, so you still call me Sister Yun'er as before. Xingyun frowned, not knowing why Yang Yixia was so polite to her these days. One got up, knocked on Yang Yixia's head, and walked outside Kuaizai Hall, with a spell in his left hand.

"Oh, I've been under too much pressure these days, and my brain is not normal, I know, Senior Sister Xingyun, oh no, it's Sister Yun'er." Yang Yixia smiled helplessly, secretly complaining about why the sword god didn't remind him earlier, which made him so embarrassed now. Immediately following the lotus step of Xingyun, he also walked out of the house, only to hear her say, "Although I only have the cultivation of the ninth layer of the Qi Realm, I have a flying magic weapon, with the power of the magic weapon, we can fly short distances in a short time." ”

As soon as the words fell, a colorful auspicious cloud struck in the haze, cutting through the dark morning light, and stayed in front of the two Xingyun, Yang Yixia not only smacked his tongue, but also watched the colorful auspicious clouds and light flowing, full of spiritual power, and there was such a magic weapon in the Qi Cultivation Realm, Senior Sister Xingyun was really the proud daughter of the sky in Xiaoyaomen.

"What are you doing standing there stupidly, come up quickly. I don't have enough spiritual power to drive the colorful auspicious clouds for a long time, so don't fly halfway down and fall down when the time comes, which is not good. Xingyun jumped forward and stood firmly in front of Caiyun.

When Yang Yixia saw it, he immediately pulled out, staggered, and his center of gravity fell unsteadily on the colorful clouds, at this time, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

"Catch me, wait for the colorful auspicious clouds to speed up, don't fall down." Xingyun looked back and smiled, smiling like a flower.

"Uh-huh, I see." Yang Yixia promised, and put his hand on Xingyun's fragrant shoulder, the faint fragrance on Xingyun's hair came to his face, and his long hair covered Yang Yixia's eyes.

Yang Yixia turned his head and felt the experience of the second flight with his own eyes through Xingyun's left shoulder.

"Qi Xia Peak, I'm here! March is coming, I'm coming! The Millennium Tribulation, I'm coming! The dust-breaking sword was tied behind him, Yang Yixia let out a clear roar, expressing the ambition in his chest, looking at the light that was about to break and slowly gather in front of him, his heart was full of hope for the future.

Fight the sword boy line, live up to the heart of the boy!

(Chapter 21, end)