The stele was kicked to pieces by Liu Shiyi, torn apart, and fell to the ground.

"Changling will be closed soon. ”

Liu Shiyi raised his head, looked at the mountain road, and said seriously: "I want to climb to the top and take a look." ”

When he said this, the young man in white looked very solemn, and there was no joke in the slightest.

Liu Shiyi is talking about climbing to the top, not climbing the mountain.

"I know that the path taken by the royal nobles can be reached to the top with less difficulty. Liu Shiyi looked at the Changling Mountain in the mist, and said with a smile: "This is not a secret, if you want to find the stele containing the artistic conception in Changling, you have to withstand the pressure of the divine soul, climb step by step, that road to imperial power, empty, no pressure, no stele." ”

Ning Yi held an oil-paper umbrella, a little surprised, and looked at Liu Shiyi.

He knew that Liu Shiyi was not saying these words to himself, but to the entire Changling Tomb.

But Changling has been dead and silent, and the fog is locked.

Who can hear that?

There is one person who can surely hear it.

"The immortal spirit body came to Changling, looking for the stone tablet of the Dacheng spirit body, and the twins of Taiyou Mountain came to Changling, looking for the out-of-body method of the yin god and yang god, and came to Changling with a slow voice, looking for the waterfall qin fragment left by the first Qin Jun. Liu Shiyi's voice was very steady, "I don't think I am superior, I just pursue a difference, I don't want to see the remnants of the previous palace masters of the Sword Lake Palace, nor do I want to see the artistic conception left by other great sword cultivators, I just want to see the scenery on the top of Changling Mountain." ”

Ning Yi narrowed his eyes.

This sentence doesn't seem to be just said to the mountain guards.

"There are a lot of people outside Changling, waiting for me to go out, and if nothing else, there will be a lot of people outside who want to challenge me. Liu Shiyi turned around, faced Ning Yi, and said with a smile: "But none of them are worthy of being my opponent, including the little sword immortal Wang Yi of Qiang Mountain." ”

When Liu Shiyi said this, his eyes burst out with a luster of longing.

He stared at Ning Yi and said, "I have my sword path, so it's inconvenient to visit the stone tablet of Changling. When I climb to the top of the Changling Tomb, it is almost the time to break the realm, I will wait on the top until the moment when the fog of the Changling Tomb closes, if you are willing to climb to the top, before that, I will be on the top of the Changling Mountain, waiting for a battle!"

Liu Shiyi's tone was full of sword aura, battle intent, but no hostility.

Ning Yi could feel that Liu Shiyi was real

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I really want to fight myself.

Visiting the Changling Stone Monument was not his original intention, but that it was inconvenient for him to understand the Changling Stone Monument in his kendo...... With Liu Shiyi's cold character, he was able to say these words kindly, just so that Ning Yi could go down the Changling Mountain Road without mustard.

For Ning Yi, it is actually a very important thing to be able to see the sword path of many great sword cultivators in Changling to enrich his artistic conception.

And Liu Shiyi's last words mean simpler.

From the normal road, it is extremely difficult to climb to the top of Changling.

It has nothing to do with cultivation and creation, but with divine thoughts and willpower, Liu Shiyi will embark on the road of imperial power with the tacit consent of the mountain guards, and Ning Yi will choose another path...... Most likely, it will not be possible to reach the top.

So what Liu Shiyi said is-

If you're willing to make it to the top, then I'll wait for a fight.

The rain in Changling gradually became heavier.

Ning Yi put away the oil-paper umbrella.

He looked at Liu Shiyi and laughed softly: "I agree with your words, at the foot of Changling Mountain, I fought with Wang Yi once, and he is indeed not worthy of being your opponent." ”

Ning Yi, who put away the oil-paper umbrella, said seriously: "Liu Shiyi, you are a very interesting person. ”

Liu Shiyi smiled.

This is the second time Liu Shiyi has laughed today.

He has never been like this, if the fellow brothers of the Sword Lake Palace see it, they will definitely be very surprised, when Liu Shiyi was a child, when everyone practiced sword practice in the Sword Lake Palace together, he has always been very serious, learning every swing of the sword and returning to the sheath without smiling, and there is no joy, anger and sorrow on his face.

"I heard that Xu Zang once took you to the Sword Lake Palace once. ”

"Hmm...... It wasn't a good memory. ”

Liu Shiyi looked at Ning Yi, raised his eyebrows and said, "I was in retreat at that time, and I regret that I didn't see you...... 's brother. ”

Liu Shiyi paused and said, "Xu Zang is my idol. ”

Ning Yi sighed and said, "I've heard this sentence many times, although I can't believe that with that 'old man's style of acting, he will gain so many fans, but I have to admit it...... He has indeed made outstanding contributions to the sword cultivation descendants of the Great Sui world. ”

Liu Shiyi thought of the amazing sword cultivator he had been broken for, and then thought of himself and the sword immortal surnamed Xu

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After all, it was fate, and the light in the pupils dimmed a little.

His voice carried a hint of incomprehension and confusion, and said, "How could a man like Xu Zang die like this?"

On the day Xu Zang died, no one in the Great Sui world believed that this man, after climbing to the top of the two holy mountains before and after and killing the two star monarchs, would choose to leave the world in such a way.

Ning Yi shook his head and smiled reluctantly: "Maybe he is living too well, and the heavens can't stand it, so I have to add a little unsatisfactory to him." ”

Liu Shiyi was silent for a long time.

He rubbed his brow and recovered from some bleak sadness.

"Fine snow is a very good sword......"

He said in a slightly hoarse voice, "You are also a very good host. There are a lot of sounds out there, and those sounds are very bad, so you don't mind. ”

After Ning Yi became the junior uncle of Shushan after succeeding Xu Zang, those irrelevant cultivators, who were involved in the turmoil, transferred their anger towards Xu Zang to him.

And the original emotion of "dare to be angry but dare not speak" has become gratuitous sarcasm, belittling, and exclusion when it comes to Ning Yi.

After the fog of Changling cleared, Ning Yi's disappearance was in stark contrast to the emergence of geniuses from all walks of life, making these voices very loud again.

Someone was already in Tiandu City, taking Xu Zang's record back then, and sarcastically treating Ning Yi.

The news that was boiling outside could be heard as long as you walked out of the yard, only three or five steps.

How could Ning Yi not know at all?

He smiled and said indifferently: "I have never regarded those words as farts, those people who sarcastically and sarcastically mock me are just soft-footed shrimp hiding behind their backs and chewing their tongues, distorting the facts, relying on the iron laws of the Great Sui, I can't help them, complete losers, why bother with them?"

Liu Shiyi nodded.

The two no longer exchanged pleasantries.

Liu Shiyi picked up the long sword and walked towards the undisturbed road of imperial power in Changling.

Ning Yi was carrying fine snow, he didn't hold an umbrella, and the rain was pouring over his head, and he walked in another direction.

At the foot of Changling Mountain, the fog swayed and the rain vapor condensed.

The two roads diverge and stagger each other.

Changling is no longer empty.

Only one black and one white, two young sword cultivators.

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