The steppe people of the north are good at using knives, and almost no one makes swords.

Feng Xiaohan had a kitchen knife stuck in his waist, which he had come to in the back kitchen of Changming Commercial Bank before his retreat, and the quality was very good, and the cook was really painful for a long time.

He will also use a knife,

A sword in the sky.

Meng'er only has a package on her body, and she can't see the blade, so she doesn't know where she is hiding.

Feng Xiaohan doesn't fight with her, in addition to not wanting to, he can't beat her, and the most important thing is because he can't see through.

I don't even know where to hide the knife and how to do it.

Is it also in the ritual vessel?

"Hey, what are you thinking?"

Meng'er said boringly: "It's too boring to rush like this."

"I'm just thinking about trivial things. ”

Feng Xiaohan thought for a while and said, "Let's talk about the knife of the grassland, yesterday I saw that your brother and his knife were one, and he was very imposing." ”

Of course, what interested him even more was that he saw more than one kind of knife intent in the sword light, but it could be perfectly integrated.

Do you have to learn all those knife techniques to do it?

Meng'er said: "The integration of human and sword is not a move, but a kind of sword realm, which requires extremely high talent and time. ”

"You can do it too?"

"I can't, I'm still a little bit off. ”

Meng'er shook her head and said, "Among the peers I know, only Brother Qianfeng can do it. ”

Even her eldest brother can't do it at night.

"Aren't you sword cultivators also in the realm of human sword unity?"

"Oh, really?"

This Feng Xiaohan really didn't know, he hadn't seen it in all the classics.

Because it's a legend, and it's common sense.

So it's all word of mouth, but no one really talks to him.

When a sword cultivator's perception of the sword reaches a certain level, he will reach such a state, which is not a Dao method, let alone the realm of a cultivator.

This is the sword path realm of a sword cultivator.

Therefore, Feng Xiaohan's Wanyan Divine Power failed to see through the suddenly lit sword light in the inn opposite the trading house yesterday.

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Feng Xiaohan set off from Tiehuai City, all the way to the north, and the news of arriving in Bianzhou City had been brought back to Changmingzong by a letter bird.

The Jinpine of Langya Peak is evergreen all year round, and in the valley where the clear stream originates, the clouds and mist are still there, as if there is no change in the slightest.

But there are obvious changes in the other peaks, the green leaves on the trunks are absent, the grass and trees are withered and yellow, and in some places you can see the white snow that fell some time ago.

From here, only the bamboos of Qingzhu Peak are the most verdant among the peaks.

Guo Mingzhe was wearing plain clothes and a straw hat, leaning on a boulder, not knowing whether to close his eyes and meditate, or to snore.

A fishing rod got stuck in a crack in the rock, the worm on the hook struggled in the water, and several carp surrounded it, wanting to come forward and eat it, but they didn't dare.

At this moment, a white cloud floated up the mountain, swept in front of the small courtyard, and then landed on the riverside.

"Xiao Han, this kid has an extraordinary life, he has an adventure, this time he met the little girl in the north in Bianzhou City, Liu Tianjiang also locked down the city for seven days, and now they should have arrived at the grassland. ”

Chen Feng sat beside Guo Mingzhe, the sun shining on his white clothes, a little dazzling.

I only heard him continue: "I was hit by the golden needle before, and I must have damaged my organs, so I don't know what the impact will be. ”

"There must be an impact, but with his ability and the suppression of Sancheng's vitality, it shouldn't be a big problem. ”

Guo Mingzhe opened his eyes, looked at the peaks in the distance, and then his gaze fell on Changhong Peak.

Chen Feng sighed and said, "Senior Brother hasn't moved for a long time. ”

He was talking about Xia Yu.

Liu Panpan has been practicing with him for more than ten years since he just knew how to walk, and when he learned that his beloved disciple had left, he was depressed and said little when he didn't know where to go.

Combined with the details described by He Xirou and Cha Yixiao's experience, it is not difficult to deduce who the "person" she and Cui Weiming said they met in the ruins.

Not long ago, many people on Mochizuki Mountain saw a young girl following Wan Yetian and confirmed this speculation.

"What's going on with that man?"

After he attacked Mochizuki Pavilion, it was as if the world had evaporated, and the last time he heard it was in Jinzhou City, where a drunkard claimed to have seen two people with similar appearances. ”

"What do you think?"

"What the drunkard says, I can't believe it. "Let him

Although he said so, Chen Feng didn't dare to confirm it in his heart.

It's not uncommon to see beautiful women when you're drunk, but it's too coincidental that there is a handsome young man in black clothes and white hair next to the beauty.

Guo Mingzhe nodded slightly and did not speak.

After Chen Feng pondered for a long time, he couldn't hold back anymore and asked, "Uncle Shi, is Chimu Spring really in the grassland?"

Guo Mingzhe said: "Akame Spring is indeed in the north. ”

Chen Feng was stunned, and he was not sure of the specific location of what Uncle Shi meant, so he asked, "Then why did you let him go to the grassland?"

"Because there is an acquaintance in the grassland who can show him the way. ”

Guo Mingzhe said calmly: "And this is the only way he can go." ”

Whether or not the underground spirit veins of the Imperial Palace exist is still a question, but the authenticity is much more credible than the legend of Akame Spring. It's just that it is the imperial palace, even if Feng Xiaohan is a genius, no matter how much His Majesty Yuanzong appreciates it, he will not take the essence of the spiritual veins underground for him, because it is royal luck.

Among the carp in the clear stream, a fish finally stepped forward and tried to bite the bait on the hook, but after thinking about it, he didn't dare to bite down......

Chen Feng looked at this scene, his expression changed slightly.

The clear stream originated in that valley, where the eye of the Changming Sect's Great Array was located. The spiritual energy in the valley dissolves into the water, and when it flows through the peaks, it is scattered among the mountains and forests for the disciples of the peaks to practice.

The clear stream on Langya Peak is full of aura in the water, and the fish living here have produced considerable intelligence.

Since the previous generation of Elder Zu caught a tail fish in this river on a whim and shared it with the head elder, the creatures in this river have learned their lesson and can no longer catch them.

Guo Mingzhe does not believe in this evil, and has nothing to do, so he kills time here.

Chen Feng didn't understand why Uncle Shi was so sure that Feng Xiaohan would meet that person, and he didn't know if he would help Feng Xiaohan.

"It's good for Xiao Han to meet the Prairie Saintess, so that he knows that there is a truth outside the sky, so as not to be arrogant. ”

Guo Mingzhe said: "This is his experience, let's just watch it, he won't die, you as a master have to believe in him." ”

He put away his rod and threw the bait into the water, and a few carp rushed forward to feed it, curling up a patch of filth on the clear bottom.

After doing all this, he looked at Chen Feng and said, "I'm going to leave for a while." ”

Chen Feng asked, "Where are you going?"

Guo Mingzhe looked at the place where the sun was rising and said, "I'm going to meet someone, and I'm going to get the Xuanhuang Sword Book on the way." ”

Chen Feng was taken aback when he heard this, and immediately showed joy on his face, and said, "Could it be that Uncle Shi has already ......?"

Guo Mingzhe waved his hand, interrupted his words, and said with a smile: "How can it be so easy, the way of heaven is slim, even the five of them are in the clouds, with my little understanding, how can I achieve sanctification in such a short time?"

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Guo Mingzhe is three hundred years old, but for Ling Xiaojing, the cultivation time is really not long.

He had tried many times, and finally came to a conclusion - the Great Palace Array could not be broken by a non-saint using the power of heaven and earth.

Moreover, the big array was broken, and there were countless palace guards blocking it.

But this time he was confident, not because he had found a way to break the formation, but because of what Chen Feng had just said.

There is no reason why the current Yuanzong should not return the Xuanhuang Sword Spectrum.

He sent a message to Zhufeng and informed him of this.

But he didn't say who he was going to see, because if they knew, they wouldn't have agreed.

Guo Mingzhe's figure disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was in the sky and among the clouds.

The gray caftan leaves a trail of afterimages in the air, and when you look up from the ground, you will see a straight gray line.

Guo Mingzhe performed his cultivation and flew towards Kyoto City at the fastest speed.

Jinzhou City is the closest city to Kyoto, Chen Feng's news is not wrong, there is indeed a drunk man outside the city, he lives in a nearby cultivator, and he is a cultivator in the cave, and he is not bad in casual cultivation.

He didn't participate in the Sects' discussions, and he didn't know about the rebirth of Wan Yetian, but when he saw the strange combination of the two, he was still shocked.

The boy is dressed in black and has white hair, and the girl has black hair and white dress.

No matter how good-looking the two are, they still look a little nondescript.

They seemed to appear and disappear suddenly, of course, probably because they had broken their drinks, but he could clearly see that when the two of them passed in front of him, the white-haired young man glanced back at him.

It is this simple glance, but it seems to contain supreme divine power, like being in the thunder sea, and endless thunder explodes in its ears.

It was like a boulder pressing on his heart, and it was difficult to breathe, and the surging blood made his face red.

In a trance, I seemed to hear what the girl said, and all the indescribable pain disappeared without a trace.

The drunk sat under the tree for a long time, knowing that the sea was constantly turbulent, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

His mind was blank, and when he came to his senses, the two of them had already left, and then spat out a mouthful of blood, and the bloodshot eyes made up for it, and there was a bit of madness.

"Ghost, it must be a ghost!"

The drunkard jumped up with his teeth and claws, and ran all the way to the city shouting, telling those people what happened in the forest.

The inhabitants of the city stayed away, their faces full of disgust.

Where did the madman come from?

Wan Yetian turned into thunder at a glance, and drove this person crazy on the spot, what a terrifying spiritual power there was in this skimming.

It wasn't until Liu Panpan spoke up to stop it that the divine thought dissipated.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Liu Panpan looked at him and said, "Why is he worried about and resentful with you, you want to kill him." ”

Wan Yetian didn't pay attention to what happened just now, and he didn't bother to explain.

What's wrong with him being a white-haired madman and killing someone casually?

Looking at his appearance, he must be a scumbag who relies on cultivation to bully men and women, rob people of money to gamble and lose all his sorrows, what can he do if he kills him?

The thought flashed through his mind, and he was captured by Yixing.

Liu Panpan's eyebrows raised slightly, she was rarely angry, but now she was a little angry.

Since the beginning of her practice, Changming's disciple has been exposed to the education of the concept of righteous path cultivation, and she can be a bystander when the world is lonely, and she will not ask questions.

But they will never be harmed!

And on what basis did he conclude that the drunkard was such a person.

Drunk people on the side of the difficult road are all scum?

Wan Yetian knew what she was thinking, but he ignored it, and the other party's anger did not affect him in the slightest.

Yixing sensed another thought of his: the world's red dust, people's hearts are evil!

Liu Panpan turned around and walked towards Jinju City,

She was going to prove the idea wrong.

She has a very clear view of right and wrong, but she never has such a strong sense of justice, in normal times, if she sees injustice, she can save it, if she can't, the drunk man will die, and it will not have the slightest impact on her emotions.

But now it's different,

Liu Panpan is the closest person in the world to the sky of ten thousand nights, and the Moon Pavilion and his party are enough to show that he is the biggest disaster in the world.

If you can't kill him, try to change him......

It was hard, almost impossible, but she had to do something.

Because only she can do something.

Wan Yetian found a clearing in the forest and sat down, took out a bamboo chair, a table, and a pot of tea, and enjoyed the beautiful scenery in the forest, while waiting quietly.

The tea in the pot seems to be inexhaustible, and it is always maintained at a very comfortable temperature, which is just the best heat for tasting tea.

The sun is slanting in the west, and the scenery in the forest is bathed in the setting sun, covered with a warm red, as if burning.

Through the afterglow of the branches fell on his face,

He's a little sleepy,

So he lay down on the chair and fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but he opened his eyes, and the stars were shining brightly.

The waning moon is surrounded by stars, exuding a cold glow, and the forest is quiet.

The stars and the moon?

Wan Yetian remembered that year when he drank under the moon and listened to the wind at night and came up with the method, which is called this name.

He suddenly felt a little thirsty, but he reached out and grabbed it.

The cup on the table is missing.

A pair of plain hands held the teacup in front of his eyes. Wan Yetian took the cup and drank it all.

Liu Panpan said calmly: "You are right this time. ”

After the drunkard enters the city, in addition to the disgusted gaze, there is also hatred.

From time to time, curses rang out in the crowd, accusing him of all kinds of crimes, and he was innocent. Eventually, several of the families he had robbed came forward together, kicked him to the ground and beat him until someone from the government took him away.

This cup of tea, the side is an apology.

Wan Yetian looked at her, and the meaning was very clear.

Of course I was right!

The Demon Gate gathers the culmination of all evils, and the sky of ten thousand nights is the head of all evils.

As soon as Feng Xiaohan saw too much, he could judge at a glance whether the human and the demon beast were in a state before and after the battle.

The good and evil of people's hearts, after looking at it for a long time, they can be distinguished to some extent, but it is not absolute, and some people he can't see through.

Liu Panpan looked at him and said seriously: "If he is a good person, you will still do that." ”

Wan Yetian did not deny it.

"You're just killing someone on the side of the road on a whim?"

"Devil's way, just ask your own self. ”

"Then your self is too perverted. ”

"It's only natural that there's an ugly bug in front of you and bounce it away, and you seem to have a problem with that. ”

Wan Yetian said lightly: "There are ants under the saints, this is not what I said. ”

The saints are still like this,

Not to mention the existence above him, a saint.

"Strong words. ”

Liu Panpan shook his head and said, "If you are in a bad mood one day, do you want to kill me?"

"If you're worried about that, you don't have to care. ”

Wan Yetian grabbed a strand of her hair, with appreciation in his eyes, and said: "You are a butterfly, you will only make me pleasing to the eye." ”

Liu Panpan turned his head, his hair slipped from the other party's hand, and he seemed to be disgusted by such an intimate action.