Yes, the meaning expressed by Ye Qinghan is correct and Chu Tianyao understands, he just wants to tell Chu Tianyao that the sword from the sword mound and the swordsmanship from the Tibetan sword are not so simple, she can defeat Ye Qingshuang, but she can't even take Ye Qinghan's sword.

After seeing Ye Qinghan's sword, Chu Tianyao suddenly became interested in the sword mound, at first it was just the elders pushing her to go, but now she wanted to go, "I don't know how the senior brother arranged it, when can I enter the sword mound?" Chu Tianyao cheekily took the initiative to ask.

Ye Qinghan didn't answer, pointed to the dark cloth bag she brought, and said softly, "Senior sister, do you know what this is?" Seeing Chu Tianyao pouting, he chuckled lightly and didn't continue to sell Guanzi, "This is the storage bag used by the monks, you see our villa, everyone is carrying two swords, if the light sword is okay, the heavy sword really has some weight, and it is very eye-catching to go out, you said that if you bring this storage bag and put things inside, wouldn't it be much more convenient?" ”

Chu Tianyao's expression was already excited when she heard that it was the storage bag, she looked left and right happily, and Ye Qinghan's words floated in her ears.

"It's just that this storage bag is not for ordinary people to use, otherwise wouldn't everyone have one a long time ago?" Seeing Chu Tianyao's face that instantly turned green, Ye Qinghan smiled secretly in his heart, "Of course, since I gave this to you as a gift, I will naturally teach you how to use it." ”

"Ah, then senior brother, hurry up." Couldn't wait to sit cross-legged on the ground, posing as if he was facing the sky, Chu Tianyao's big eyes stared at Ye Qinghan without blinking.

"This storage bag is different from others, the storage bags of the monks are generally remembered with divine consciousness and guided by spiritual power, and their storage bags cannot be opened by others." Ye Qinghan seemed to mean something, but Chu Tianyao obviously didn't pay attention, he shook his head a little helplessly, "Master Ye Yao has studied refining weapons for many years, and this storage bag is specially practiced for ordinary people in the villa, especially the second village owner. ”

Chu Tianyao was disdainful in his heart, the Central Plains people love to talk like this, don't you just say that this thing is precious, I don't respond, pretending to be deaf and dumb is also a kind of ability, I must have an idea in my heart, and I look even more naïve on my face, just as if I am in a hurry to learn how to use it.

Ye Qinghan was torn by her sleeves for a long time, seeing that she still looked unenlightened, she was also a little unhappy in her heart, but she still endured it, "Senior sister cut her fingers, dropped a drop of blood on this storage bag, and then operated the internal force, well, anyway, it is to run your sect's mental method, you can feel it." ”

Chu Tianyao's heart moved, after dripping blood, she was running the "Wenshi True Scripture", and sure enough, she felt a gray space of less than ten feet, and suddenly her eyebrows danced, "Senior brother, I saw it, it turns out that this is the storage bag, how can I put things in?" ”

"You have something in your head, and you just want to put it in your bag." Ye Qinghan took a feather fan and shook it gently, with a dark robe on his body, it really had a different taste.

Chu Tianyao moved the Bihong Sword in her hand from the storage bag and had a lot of fun, until the sky was slightly dark, and she realized her gaffe, but she was not embarrassed, so she got up and said goodbye.

When she returned to the room, she swept some small gifts from the Tibetan sword, as well as the Bihong sword, into the storage bag, only to find that the space seemed to be a little small, and then she thought about it, and the little thing she had in the Xihe Sword Workshop was still enough, so she happily tied the storage bag with a red rope and hid it around her waist.

When she was lying on the bed tossing and turning, Chu Tianyao came to her senses, didn't she go over for the matter of the sword mound, why didn't she ask any news, so did she still have to participate in the next competition?

This is another problem for Chu Tianyao, although she really wants to hear Ye Qinghan, so she won't go, but thinking of Ye Hui's stereotypical face and feeling that Ye Qinghan is unreliable, she tossed and turned until the fifth watch drum sounded, and then decided to go to the game, at least the current owner is Ye Hui.

Chu Tianyao, who had two big black circles under his eyes, a Dao robe in a chaotic manner, and a Dao bun, stood in the ring, looking like he didn't have the demeanor of a master, but the Tibetan Sword disciple on the opposite side still tried his best.

The two of you fought back and forth very excitingly, and I felt that I was almost going to make up for sleep, Chu Tianyao repeated the old trick, forced Zhenyuan to the sword body, and scared away the Tibetan sword disciples with the sword, Chu Tianyao, who was lying on the bed and sleeping, would not think about Ye Hui's face at this time.

"Morning Glory, Bright River Han Girl. Slender hands, zaza lanes. All day long, sobbing is like rain; The river is clear and shallow, a little different! Yingying is in the water, and the pulse is silent. Ye Hui looked at the starry sky from afar, and the southern wing was like a fiery snake, flying over thousands of mountains and rivers with wings, and came to the mountains.

"The owner of the village agreed to the five poisonous disciples to enter the sword shrine, but what other deep meaning did it have?" Ye Qinghan didn't know when he appeared beside Ye Hui.

Ye Hui was not angry and arrogant with a national face, and looked at Ye Qinghan with a straight face and said: "The Five Poisons Sect is not a cult, they worship the great god Nuwa, that is the ancestor of our human race, the sword of the sword mound is the sword of the people of the world, and those who are destined can get it." ”

Ye Qinghan didn't retreat, his eyes clarified, "What does the owner mean is that it is not interesting?" Then why do I hide the sword and defend the sword mound, it is better to let go and let the people of the world take the sword! ”

Ye Hui was a little speechless, he was dedicated to the Tibetan Sword Villa, this time he also listened to the child's life experience, and when he thought of Qu Yun for a while, he felt sorry in his heart, coupled with the words of Gongsun's predecessors, he opened this opening, and he also knew that it was not appropriate, and he was out of order.

"Well, after the kid comes out of the sword mound, I will hand over the villa to you and go to the Sword Lu Lingyin Temple to practice." Ye Hui decided to face the wall for ten years, and by the way, he handed over the villa to the next generation, in the end, he was old and his heart was soft.

"The owner of the village can't, the Tibetan Sword Villa can have today's grand occasion, it all depends on the owner's management, I raised this matter, in fact, it is also to remind the owner of the village, since it has been broken, let her pass." Ye Qinghan was slightly unbearable, although the second owner had five brothers, but the big owner was dedicated to cultivating swords, the third owner liked to challenge everywhere, the fourth owner was rude, the fifth owner was wandering, and the eldest lady was born weak, they were all people who didn't like trivial affairs.

Only when the owner of the second village is thoughtful and good at taking care of the family business, can the Tibetan Sword Villa be so prosperous. The other owners are not confined to the etiquette and law, and everything is done by their own hearts, only the second owner attaches great importance to orthodoxy, so the matter of Quyun back then is really a regret in the life of the second owner.

The corners of Ye Hui's mouth twitched: "After the incident of the sword mound, I can also let go of the knot in my heart, I can't say that I can go further, I am indeed sorry for her all these years." Ye Hui rarely said this to anyone, he glanced at Nantian again, then turned around and went back to the room, leaving Ye Qinghan alone in the cold courtyard, accompanied by the ten brocades that were secretly displayed on the side.