Outside Beiyang City is still deserted, occasionally there are a few dog barks, outside the city in the broken temple, the two sit opposite each other, Mo Xiaotian said with a smile: "Your name is quite old-fashioned, it really looks like that, if it weren't for your current appearance, I would have four or five points of faith." ”

Yang Qingyun also ignored him completely, it was too embarrassing to be like this to a junior, thinking that he Yang Qingyun had been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades, if it wasn't for the control of the imperial court, he would .....

However, the family surnamed Zhao in the capital is in charge of the world, if it is based on strength, the family surnamed Zhao has three old immortals guarding the house, if there are no three old immortals, Yang Qingyun is confident that he will barely fight with him, not to mention that both will lose, but also hurt their foundation......

Mo Xiaotian saw that Yang Qingyun didn't speak, so he used the wooden stick beside him to stir the fire, and the fire instantly crackled, seeing the sword on Yang Qingyun's leg, Mo Xiaotian pretended to be casual and said: "The sword on your leg is very good-looking, why don't you show me......?"

Yang Qingyun frowned, and began to look at the young man, who was still using a wooden stick to stir the fire, looked at the sword in his arms, and then said, "It's okay to show you, remember not to draw the sword." ”

As he spoke, Yang Qingyun handed the sword out, and when Mo Xiaotian heard it, he immediately threw the wooden stick in his hand, wiped his hand on his clothes, and took it with both hands.

Mo Xiaotian held the sword in his hand, his right hand gently stroked the scabbard, as if he was stroking his own child, the sword seemed to be sensitive, a faint white light emanated around the sword, and gradually Mo Xiaotian also emitted the same white light as the sword body, Yang Qingyun didn't care at first, thinking that it was just that the sword body itself was a little resistant.

But until he saw the light around Mo Xiaotian, he felt that something was wrong, looking at Mo Xiaotian's eyes instantly became hot, the white light around Mo Xiaotian became more and more intense, and Mo Xiaotian was also intoxicated, and then Yang Qingyun shouted: "Wake up!"

When Mo Xiaotian heard this, he immediately woke up, and he was afraid for a while, the feeling just now was very wonderful, as if he was in a big pool, extremely relaxed, but then he couldn't breathe.

Mo Xiaotian, who came to his senses, saw Yang Qingyun looking at him with a strange expression, Mo Xiaotian didn't feel a little panicked, so he quickly handed over the sword in his hand, and muttered in a low voice: "Don't you just touch the sword, this is also stingy......"

Yang Qingyun, who took the sword, couldn't help but twitch when he heard his words, and at this time, Yang Qingyun got up and walked to Mo Xiaotian and sat down,

His eyes kept staring at him, Mo Xiaotian gradually put his hands on his chest, and looked at Yang Qingyun with a vigilant expression......

"Stretch out your right hand!" Yang Qingyun didn't pay attention to Mo Xiaotian's movements at this time, and said directly.

Mo Xiaotian was stunned for a while, and slowly stretched out his right hand, Yang Qingyun directly pulled his hand, and then closed his eyes, Mo Xiaotian looked at Yang Qingyun's move, a little inexplicable.

After a long while, Yang Qingyun slowly opened his eyes and said to himself: "I see, I didn't expect it to be a three-element physique!"

Mo Xiaotian looked at Yang Qingyun muttering to himself, scratched his head and asked suspiciously, "What kind of three-element physique?"

Yang Qingyun didn't answer him, but asked, "Boy, are you willing to learn swords from me and become a swordsman!"

Mo Xiaotian was a little stunned, and then laughed and said: "It's just you, it doesn't matter how old I am, it's like teaching me, you can save your energy!"

Yang Qingyun rolled his eyes, and then with a wave of one hand, the sword in his hand suddenly unsheathed, and a sword shadow split the stone statue on the side in half.

Seeing this, Mo Xiaotian hurriedly ran to the stone statue and knelt down and said, "I didn't do it, it's him, you look for him, don't come to me at night!"

Yang Qingyun walked up to him with some curiosity and asked, "Why do you say that?"

Mo Xiaotian ignored him, and it was best not to let others know about his eyes.

Seeing that Mo Xiaotian ignored him, he was not annoyed, and said to him with a smile: "You also saw my strength just now, as long as you want to learn this, I will teach you everything!"

As he spoke, Yang Qingyun simply sat down again and roasted himself on the fire.

"Can you fly after learning?"

Yang Qingyun was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "What?"

At this time, Mo Xiaotian also got up slowly, looked at him and said seriously: "Can you fly after learning?"

"Hahaha, of course you can fly after learning it, and you can fly fast!"

Yang Qingyun was a little surprised by Mo Xiaotian's answer, and couldn't help but be a little funny.

"Okay, I'll learn!"

"Don't think about it?"

"It's been thought about!"

At this time, Yang Qingyun stopped smiling, and then looked at him seriously and said, "You have no problem, but you still have to answer me a question!"

Mo Xiaotian hesitated for a moment and nodded slowly.

"What is a swordsman?"

Mo Xiaotian was stunned for a while after hearing this, and then said angrily: "I haven't been a swordsman, how do I know!"

Yang Qingyun almost didn't take a breath to carry it, thinking that this was the truth, then coughed a few times to relieve the embarrassment, and said lightly: "With a sword in your hand, you should cut all the injustices in the world!"

Mo Xiaotian asked with interest, "Why do you say that?"

Yang Qingyun said without hesitation: "If you have a sword and martial arts, can you still rest assured that you don't ask about the world?"

"Good!"

Mo Xiaotian hurriedly clapped his hands and smacked his lips in admiration: "It's even more enthusiastic than those literati and ink writers said!"

After speaking, Yang Qingyun was stunned, he seemed to be asking him a question, how did he get around, what is this called!

Yang Qingyun wanted to cry without tears, so he had to comfort himself in his heart that this son's heart was okay. Then Yang Qingyun stepped forward and patted Mo Xiaotian on the shoulder, but then his hand froze.

"This ...... Could this be a ...... Red eyes! Yes, it can't be wrong, that's how it feels!" Yang Qingyun looked at Mo Xiaotian in great surprise, staring at his eyes to be precise.

Mo Xiaotian secretly said that it was not good, it was not that he had discovered the special features of his eyes, and then he said in a panic: "What, what are the red eyes?

Yang Qingyun, who came back to his senses, took a deep breath and slowly explained: "Red eyes, that is, your eyes, the last time these eyes appeared was five hundred years ago, the person who had these eyes was called a cultivator in the clouds, and at that time he was powerful and omnipotent!"

Mo Xiaotian was shocked, there were still such gods in the world, and then asked, "Then where is that cloud guest?"

Yang Qingyun immediately sighed and said: "He has passed away, but in the end, his strength did not continue to improve, and he was seriously injured by the enemy, which can be regarded as paying for the mistakes he made when he was young." "

Mo Xiaotian immediately lowered his brows in disappointment.

At this time, Yang Qingyun continued: "He only told his secret when he was about to die, and that was Red Eyes!"

After that, Yang Qingyun couldn't help but glance at Mo Xiaotian's eyes again, and then said: "And those red eyes are like you, so clear that ordinary people can't see them, but those who are powerful in cultivating immortals can see them at a glance!"

Immediately, Yang Qingyun seemed to think of something, and chuckled: "You just said that you were afraid that something would look for you at night, I'm afraid it was your eyes that did it!"

Mo Xiaotian didn't answer the topic, looked at Yang Qingyun and muttered, "Then according to your meaning, you are also an immortal cultivator?"

Yang Qingyun shook his head and said, "I'm a swordsman, but I'm a little deeper, and I'll live a little longer!"

Mo Xiaotian looked at Yang Qingyun's black hair, and said suspiciously: "You live a little longer like this?" Then Mo Xiaotian seemed to suddenly realize, and scolded Yang Qingyun directly: "You, Mo is not lying, you seem to be a teenager than me, ...... You still want to teach me! Do you know ...... shame?"

Yang Qingyun heard this, with a black line, his right hand held his forehead, resisted the urge to hit him, and patiently explained: "I was born of an immortal fruit because of a little opportunity, and I became like this when I rejuvenated myself, do you think I want to do this, I prefer to rely on the old and sell the old, and now I feel that I have no right to speak in the sect, you are not angry!"

Mo Xiaotian looked at Yang Qingyun's indignant appearance, and then he was suspicious: "Are you really a master? Then why haven't I heard of you in the rivers and lakes!"

Yang Qingyun said angrily: "How do I know that you kid doesn't know? According to me, my reputation is also big, no one in the world knows my Canghong Sword Yang Qingyun, but you kid doesn't know, you tell me the truth, how long have you been in the rivers and lakes?"

Mo Xiaotian smiled, raised his hand and compared a number, Yang Qingyun looked at it, and said suspiciously: "Three years?"

Mo Xiaotian shook his head and said with a serious face: "Three months!"

Yang Qingyun really wanted to beat him this time, three months, no wonder, he asked again with some helplessness: "Since this is the case, are you still willing to learn swords from me?"

Mo Xiaotian shook his head slowly, and Yang Qingyun held back his anger and asked, "Why?"

"I haven't heard of you, so naturally I don't know if what you said is true or not, if you bluff me, won't you be able to make it!" Mo Xiaotian gave a reason that he thought was reasonable, thought about it and said, "Unless you can prove yourself!"

"I didn't have that enough?"

"Not enough, who knows if you prepared it in advance. ”

Yang Qingyun really vomited blood this time, there is no doubt that he was angry with someone, and now he regrets it a little, if he accepts him as an apprentice, will he have to vomit blood every day in the future, just thinking about it, at this time, a voice suddenly came from outside the door......

"Hmph, don't discuss, let the two of you go underground and discuss it slowly today!"