Ziwei Villa covers a very vast area, where Ziling lives, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, surrounded by mountains, and there is a green bamboo forest outside the huge courtyard, which is particularly quiet.

At this time, Huang Shang was holding a broom and cleaning in the open space of the courtyard, but his eyes did not look at the ground, but showed a thoughtful look.

He could feel the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi contained between Heaven and Earth, and this feeling was clearer than before, however, he couldn't catch or touch it, he still couldn't absorb the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi into his body, let alone mobilize the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, this state made his calm heart gradually make a little wave.

A leaf was flying slowly in the air, and Huang Shang's eyes looked at the leaf, and he could clearly capture the trajectory of the leaf's fall.

Handed the broom to his left hand, Huang Shang's right hand was raised, and it slashed through the air at will, like a sword, slashing towards the leaves, although there was no yuan force and no sword intent, but Huang Shang's palm was still like a sword.

However, when Huang Shang touched the leaves, he felt that he couldn't focus at all, the leaves danced lightly, couldn't touch or grasp, and floated to the side, Huang Shang's palm was directly cut into the air, leaving a faint luster.

"Can't cut it!"

Huang Shang's gaze was slightly condensed, the leaves were falling, it was a rootless thing, and there was no contact, it was light and fluttering, moving with the wind, although Huang Shang could clearly feel his trajectory, but he couldn't predict his trajectory, as soon as you touched it, its trajectory changed.

If Huang Shang used Yuan Li in the past, he could easily cut off the leaves with his palm, but now, his palm is like a sword, and he can't cut it out at will.

"In my realm, although the human sword is one, it seems that it is not enough, it seems that something is missing."

Huang Shang took the broom, fell into thought, and stood in the courtyard, facing the verdant bamboo forest, his body motionless.

At this time, outside the courtyard of the manor, two figures stepped forward, the person walking in front was a middle-aged man, and behind him was a young girl, who was purple.

Seeing Huang Shang standing in the courtyard, the middle-aged man and the purple cloth stopped.

"Father, he is the waste we encountered on the road last time, Zi Ling is going to bring him to the villa, and let him be responsible for cleaning the courtyard and live here."

Ziyi looked at Huang Shang and explained to the middle-aged man.

At this time, the middle-aged man stared at Huang Shang, revealing a thoughtful look.

"Father, do you want to blow him away?" Seeing that his father was silent, Ziyi asked again.

"Don't speak."

The middle-aged man's eyes stared at Huang Shang, and he saw that Huang Shang was standing there quietly at this time, motionless, but the dust around him seemed to turn into a whirlpool and roll up.

It's so subtle that if you don't look closely, you can't even see it.

Ziyi's eyes swept Huang Shang's eyes, she didn't know what her father was looking at, there was a look of disdain in her eyes, and then she didn't look at Huang Shang again, a waste, she didn't bother to look at it.

"Father, I'll go and call Zi Ling out."

Ziyi looked at the middle-aged man and said, seeing that her father didn't pay attention, she shook her head and walked towards the room in the courtyard.

And after she walked away, she saw Huang Shang's even dust whirlpool, which became more and more intense, and Huang Shang, although standing there, gave the middle-aged man a wonderful feeling.

At this time, Huang Shang seemed to be integrated with heaven and earth, Huang Shang was heaven and earth, which made him want to look up.

"It's weird." The middle-aged man whispered in his heart, and Huang Shang at this moment gave him a feeling of being out of the ordinary and out of the dust.

Just looking at Huang Shang's back, he actually had the feeling of looking up, which shocked his heart, Huang Shang, is it really a waste in Ziyi's mouth?

"He came to my Ziwei Villa to clean the courtyard, maybe because he didn't care at all, he was experiencing his own realm!"

The middle-aged man whispered in his heart.

In the Corpse Soul Realm, there are many big families of Death who go out to hone themselves, using various means, some people go to the battlefield to hone, and some people are willing to become humble slaves, hone their minds, and make their hearts become indifferent and tenacious, middle-aged people obviously regard Huang Shang as this kind of person.

Otherwise, how would a young man who could cause changes in heaven and earth just by standing there be willing to be a subordinate and help him clean the courtyard of this small mountain villa.

In the next minute, the middle-aged man walked slowly in the direction of Huang Shang, his steps were very light, for fear of disturbing Huang Shang.

At this time, Huang Shang's heart was as calm as water, his mind was constantly thinking, and he didn't notice everything around him at all.

"When I broke through that day, I had the intent of war, the intent of ice, and the intent of the sword, why, I chose to step into the unity of man and sword, and burn all the artistic conception into sword intent, why can't I turn the artistic conception into the intention of cold ice and into the intent of war?"

Huang Shang kept interrogating himself in his heart.

"The sword can have sword potential, the knife, it can have the sword potential, the sword can be subtle, the knife can also be subtle, the sword can be the extreme, the sword can be one, the knife can be the one with the sword, so what about the others?"

Huang Shang had a hint of enlightenment in his heart, and suddenly had a feeling of enlightenment.

"Heaven and man are one!"

Huang Shang muttered to himself in his heart, his eyes opened, there was a faint smile on his face, there was no arrogant pride, and there was no sharpness in his eyes, Huang Shang at this moment was very ordinary, but not ordinary.

This is a kind of realm, a realm that is in tune with the soul of death.

Turning around, Huang Shang looked at the middle-aged man standing not far away, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, this shallow smile actually made the middle-aged man feel a little ashamed of himself.

"Young man!"

The middle-aged man shouted at Huang Shang with respect in his eyes.

Huang Shang nodded at the middle-aged man, which was considered a return gift.

"Shaoxia, in the past, the little girl was offended, Zilie is here to make amends to the young man, and I hope that the young man will not be blamed."

The middle-aged man's name is Zi Lie, who is Zi Ling and Zi Yi's father.

I saw that Zi Lie bowed slightly to Huang Shang, how could such a young man be a waste, his adopted daughter Ziyi, although her talent is very good, but it doesn't seem to be allowed to look at people.

"You can just call me Huang Shang, I don't mean to blame them, I came to the villa voluntarily.

Huang Shang said lightly.

Speaking of which, he was able to step into the realm of the unity of heaven and man this time, and he also thanked Zi Ling for bringing him to Ziwei Villa, where he was a servant for a few days, cleaning the courtyard cleanly, his heart was very peaceful, and he quietly comprehended, which led to today's breakthrough.

If it weren't for the purple spirit to pick himself up from the side of the road, maybe something happened to him.

Breaking through to the realm of the unity of heaven and man, this is absolutely unattainable, if you really want to describe it, it can only be said to be a coincidence.

Hearing Huang Shang's words, Zi Lie affirmed the guess in his heart, Huang Shang must be the god of death who came out of a big family to practice.

"Is there a cultivation room in this villa? Can you lend me one? Huang Shang said suddenly.

"Of course, young man, please come with me." Zi Lie replied very happily.

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