On the wooden wall behind the desk, there is a pair of words, the handwriting is covered with clouds and mountains, and the crows are flying and the magpies are spreading, which is grass.

It is like a fairy dance, and like a cultivator wielding a sword, with a clear silver hook and iron stroke, but it is round and wishful.

The careful debate should be: there is a tiger in the heart, and the rose is sniffed.

Zhao Zihan was stunned, and couldn't help grinning: This human race is really scheming!

There is a thread-bound book on the table, without a title, and the cover has been very shabby, which shows that the senior sister has put a lot of effort into this book.

Zhao Zihan picked it up and flipped through it, and saw a golden apricot leaf sandwiched in it, this is her bookmark?

After a cursory look at a few lines, I realized that it was a manuscript of "Getaway". This book is also available in the Yamashita Book House, which is equivalent to the most introductory reading book. Senior sister's realm, do you still need to look at it so closely?

Hmm? Here are the annotations, the fly's head is small, and the ink is still new: the Taoist, only the supreme reason of heaven and earth? Heaven and earth are impermanent, and the Tao is the only one?

What do you mean?

Zhao Zihan looked at this annotation, as if something was fluttering in his mind, and he wanted to say something in his mouth, but he had no words.

immediately put it down, and said in his heart: If you think about these profound things all the time, in addition to exhausting many brain cells, I am afraid that you will not be able to get any benefits......

Hearing the sound of boiling water outside stirring the clay cover, my sister's tea was finally boiled, so I turned around and walked out of the study.

Lan Yue was about to open her mouth to call the little junior brother to come out to taste tea, but when she saw that he had come uninvited very accurately, her heart moved slightly: his spiritual sense is about not bad, but he can't be underestimated too much.

smiled lightly: "This is the morning dew in the mountains, with four o'clock flower buds added, boiled over a simmer, can you taste it?"

Zhao Zihan saw his senior sister handing over a celadon cup, which was only half an egg in size, and couldn't help but be stunned: such a small teacup, one bite is not enough, how can you quench your thirst?

Ancient poems: For example, the morning dew is shortly gone.

The morning dew melts in one day, life is only in a moment, the most sad, how difficult it should be for my sister to pick it!

Immediately took the small porcelain cup very elegantly, took a sip gently, and the hot tea was obviously steaming, but when he drank it, he suddenly felt a cool feeling, straight through his heart and spleen.

"Wow, good tea!" Zhao Zihan exclaimed, took another sip, but the porcelain cup had bottomed out, and smiled apologetically at his senior sister.

Lan Yue poured him full again, smiled and asked, "Are you really here just to see me?"

"Senior sister, I was reading a book on the mountain, and I accidentally took the wrong path, so I had to stop by to see you. Zhao Zihan replied honestly.

"But since I'm here, I have a question. ”

Lan Yue's chin was raised, and she gestured: Ask.

"There is still half a volume of the Meridian Sutra, how can it be lost?"

Seeing that he was asking this, Lan Yue secretly wondered in his heart: he is not qualified to read this book now, why is he still thinking like this?

It doesn't hurt to say it to him!

"It is rumored that Yang Jianxian went to fight in Wuya Mountain back then, and somehow brought the Sword Sutra with him. ”

In that battle, all four of them were killed on the spot, and the half of the scriptures were annihilated. ”

Zhao Zihan was puzzled for a while: In such an important decisive battle, he brought the sword scripture with him? Then he should be... I didn't expect it... It's going to burp!

As if seeing the doubts in Zhao Zihan's heart, Lan Yue continued: "Only the people in my sect know about this matter, and the sages of this sect guessed that when the Sword Immortal went to Wuya Mountain, Bacheng did not expect the consequences of that battle. ”

"In that battle, I'm afraid that something unexpected will happen!"

"It stands to reason that a sword immortal and three top great magicians really shouldn't die on the spot at the same time. ”

Seeing Zhao Zihan's deferential look, Lan Yue continued: "If it's a close combat, even the three great magicians can't help a sword immortal. ”

"If you fight far away, one-on-one, the sword fairy is not the dish of the great magician. ”

Zhao Zihan wondered in his heart: I know this truth, but magicians will keep a distance, cast spells from afar, and all kinds of escape and life-saving methods emerge in endlessly, how can it be so easy to die?

The sword immortal's skill is mysterious, and it is easy and difficult to hurt.

How could four people hang up at the same time?

......

That sword intent, Yang Qingshan demonstrated in my dream every once in a while, and it was difficult for me to be familiar with it.

Since I have obtained the sword intent, could it be that he wants me to come to Qingyangmen to learn the mental method?

This seems to explain it!

If all of this, the black hand behind it is really related to him, is this what the Eight Achievements mean?

I heard Senior Sister Lanyue say again: "These four people died in battle at the same time, in fact, it is quite strange, and the high-level of the human race and the demon race all know about it. ”

"That's right. ”

Zhao Zihan had a vague premonition in his heart at this time: Since this is the case, then, Yang Qingshan asked me to come to Qingyangmen to learn the mental method, there should be no doubt.

However, what did he ask me to do in learning the Mind Method? Let me destroy the human race? Or maybe I will destroy the demon race? How is this possible?

The divine consciousness of the four of them is always beating in my mind, what the hell is going on?

Mei'er's little blood spot, I don't know whose divine consciousness it should be?

It looks a bit like four people are colluding, is there any conspiracy?

Could it be that they want to borrow our physical bodies to resurrect their souls? But when it comes to resurrecting souls, it is just a legend, how can we really resurrect souls?

There are also two small blood spots in his hands, and he has recently inadvertently held this hand and that hand. Including Xiaolongnu Lanlan, junior sister Ziyue, and senior brother Fang Nanping, but this blood spot is here for me and never leaves.

This thing is big! Diaphragm response...... Could it be that this little blood spot, it chooses people? Can you, when will you take your sister's hand and try it?

Thinking of this, Zhao Zihan couldn't help but look at Lan Yue's little hand.

Lan Yue was talking wholeheartedly, and suddenly realized that his junior brother's eyes wandered, staring at his own hands, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange: What kind of fetish is this little ghost?

But as before, he ...... He doesn't seem to be frivolous......

This junior brother seems to be quite a little bit big!

Blue Moon came to a conclusion.

**

On this day, Zhao Zihan, Ziyue, and Fang Nanping practiced swords on the mountaintop meadow together.

When Ziyue is not practicing, she also likes to wear a short skirt of cotton cloth, or large pants and shorts of linen, and walk on the stone path in the mountains.

But when you practice, you can't do it, it's inconvenient, and it's better to wear the standard clothes of the mountain gate when you practice.

Not only did the mountain gate have standard clothes, but they also issued each person with a beautiful belt around his waist to tie a sword.

When Zhao Zihan saw this belt for the first time, he felt that the yellow copper hook on the belt looked delicate and beautiful compared to the iron hook buckle of the demon clan.

Ziyue is wearing a plain long skirt of the unified system of the mountain gate today, embellished with blue flowers, and when she dances, the girl looks like a butterfly.

She is a soft and weak Terran woman, but at the age of fifteen or sixteen, how can her sword aura be as sharp as a man?

Zhao Zihan was a little irresistible and surprised in his heart.

"My swordsmanship, if I don't improve for three years, I will improve for three years. ”

Looking at Zhao Zihan's embarrassed appearance, Ziyue said with a smile.

Fang Nanping waved his long sword and said, "Senior brother, let me bully her!"

Zhao Zihan gritted his teeth, but he didn't retreat, and said, "Senior brother, don't worry, let me try again." ”

Flying diagonally with one hand, the sword pointed at the sky, and said to Ziyue: "Senior sister, be careful, watch me slash the demon sword!"

"Brushed" a sword stabbed away, and the sword momentum was completely different from Fang Cai.

Ziyue made a sword rung, "ding", the two swords intersected, and Ziyue was shocked back three steps before barely stabilizing her body. After staying for a long time, Ziyue suddenly stared at her apricot eyes, and she wanted to go up again.

In the middle of the field, a stern shout suddenly sounded: "Where did you learn the Demon Slaying Sword?"

Zhao Zihan was startled, a figure was standing silently in front of him, and when he looked at it, there was a person in a dark robe, in his early forties, with triangular eyes, single behind his back, and a little fairy wind bones.

Fang Nanping hugged him with both hands: "Disciple Fang Nanping, I have seen Haoran Daoist." ”

It turns out that Senior Brother Fang knows him, this person is Daoist Haoran?

I don't know where he was hiding just now to peek, this is like a ghost, and people are shocked, is it possible that the elders of the human race are so unfathomable and sneaky!

Zhao Zihan was stunned, followed Ziyue and saluted, and said, "The disciple has seen Daoist Haoran. ”

"Where did you learn the Demon Slaying Sword?" Haoran Daoist asked Zhao Zihan again, his face stiff, as if he was unhappy.

This person has heavy eyebrows, looks like he has three eyebrows, and his face looks quite stern.

"My dad, he was the one in his early years... The one who will, my sword is taught by him. ”

Zhao Zihan remembered Zhao Zhengqian's explanation and replied respectfully.

Immediately, I felt that there seemed to be a sense of pressure on my body, and I couldn't help but slander in my heart: This sword technique is the sword technique of your human race, what are you doing with such heavy coercion?

If... Hey! If you know my true identity, I'm afraid you'll kill me on the spot! Fortunately, Zhao Zhengqian is thoughtful, otherwise, there would have been some trouble today.

Hearing him say this, Daoist Haoran's expression eased a little, and his tone became much more relaxed: "Without the permission of the master, you can't learn this sword technique, but..."

"Since you learned at the foot of the mountain, and your father taught you, that's a different story. ”

It seems that the relationship between Qingyangmen and the Demon Slayer Society may not be good. Zhao Zihan judged.

"Although your cultivation is ordinary, since you have learned the demon sword, in three days, you can go down the mountain with me. ”

Daoist Haoran threw down such an inexplicable sentence, and disappeared in a flash.

At this time, it is autumn, Qingyang Mountain has been dyed with many colors, apricot leaves are yellow, maple leaves are red, and some unknown treetops have fallen leaves.

The three of them were interrupted like this, and they suddenly lost interest in practicing swords, so they went down the mountain together.

Just after dinner, Senior Sister Lanyue came down the mountain.

I saw that she was wearing a plain long skirt, the skirt was sparsely decorated with purple flowers, an ebony hairpin was inserted in the bun, and her long hair was curled behind her head, and she walked into the Mountain Rain Pavilion in a slim manner.

"You two, get ready, and set off down the mountain in three days, just follow me. ”

Lan Yue pointed at Zhao Zihan and Ziyue with her finger, and said without saltiness.

Fang Nanping was suddenly a little anxious, squeezed in front of Lan Yue, and squeaked, "I... I..."

"I" for a long time, watching Senior Sister Lanyue's face gradually turn cold, and retreated in a sneer.