The Holy Emperor's qi is the guide, supplemented by Qingluo's own skill, and with the skillful force, it finally breaks through the fourth limit of Qingming Xuangong.

Two days later, with the help of Qin Yi, Qingluo successfully broke through the fifth difficulty. The way forward is not simply to rely on the help of outsiders.

In fact, this has exceeded Qingluo's original expectations, and she followed Qin Yi all the way, but she felt in her heart that Qin Yi might know something about Qingming Xuangong, but she forgot this original intention within a few days, and then it felt like an outing with friends.

At this moment, her skills suddenly improved, which made her squirm a little.

"That wandering son, is that the legendary Emperor Ying?" Qingluo asked.

The crescent moon hung high in the night sky, and the faint silver light shone obliquely on the sails. In recent days, the drizzle has continued, and it is rare that the rain stops and the moon rises, and the two climb to the mast to admire the moon again.

"Yes and no." Qin Yi lay on the crossbar and said in a sloppy manner.

Qingluo sat on the other side of the crossbar, puzzled: "What do you mean?" Did he abdicate? ”

"......" Qin Yi choked and said, "You can't talk nonsense. I mean, he is Emperor Ying, but he is not Emperor Ying now. ”

"You are a fake showman, how do I know if you don't explain it." Qingluo said dissatisfied.

Qin Yi thought about it, this matter was not difficult to understand, so he told Qingluo his guess.

Qingluo didn't have the heart to listen after listening to half of it, don't say that it was her, even if Qin Yi had seen too much, she also felt bored.

The sky is full of stars, shining in the night sky. Moon viewing has been an elegant thing since ancient times.

But it also depends on the person, for example, Qingluo looked at the moon in the night sky at this time, and said: "What a beautiful moon, like a baked cake, but unfortunately it was gnawed by a dog, hey!" ”

Qin Yi thinks that it is better for the girl's family to read more books, like the pure heart rain is very good, and the cold is a little cold, but it is good to know how to read and have talent.

"Do you know how many legends there are about the moon?" Qingluo asked suddenly.

Qin Yi thought for a while and replied: "Tiangu swallows the moon, Chang'e runs to the moon...... Nope. ”

"I've also heard of Tengu swallowing the moon, but what is Chang'e running to the moon?" Qingluo said strangely.

Qin Yi told her the story of Chang'e running to the moon, the story of this world history is roughly similar to the previous life, Qin Yi can only read less Qingluo books and does not know this allusion.

Myths and stories always have a unique attraction, and in the context of the interweaving of fiction and reality, they deduce a series of bizarre stories.

Qingluo listened attentively, and her eyes wandered on Qin Yi's face from time to time. From her angle, she could only see the tip of her nose, but for some reason, being close to Qin Yi always gave her an inexplicable feeling of southwest.

Both of them are martial arts practitioners, and their skills have a certain level, and sleepless nights for people of their level have no pressure at all.

In this way, Qin Yi cut through myths and legends, and unknowingly chatted with Qingluo on the mast all night.

At dawn, the two unconsciously closed their voices and looked into the distance silently.

Gradually, a red sun rose from the east, bringing the first rays of dawn to heaven and earth.

The sky is full of red clouds, the river is full of golden waves, and the red sun is boiling molten steel, spraying out thinly, crystal dazzling. At this time, a trace of blood-red light waves came in from the white of the sun, radiating ten thousand rays of light.

"The scenery of nature is indeed wonderful, and it is no wonder that many people take the scenery as the theme and participate in martial arts." You Ziyi's voice suddenly came from below.

"Well, ten thousand laws are natural, and it is not possible to enter the martial arts from nature, but I always think that the Tao is too ethereal." Qin Yi said.

You Ziyi also climbed the mast, stood in the center, looked at the morning sun and said: "The road that life has traveled is the way." ”

A simple sentence, but it made Qin Yi and Qingluo seem to have enlightenment.

Yes, Qin Yi has always regarded the Tao as a high and superior thing. I think it's too ethereal, it's an idealized state, but it's less practical.

As everyone knows, the road traveled in life is the way. There is no need to understand more, the Tao is not only the road, the road traveled, but also the road of the heart.

It's because he is too demanding, and he has always maintained enough humility in life's topics.

Because of this martial arts, there are many longevity people. The so-called experience is the accumulation of people and things, and although he is a human being in two lives, he is not enough to see compared to the people of this world.

You Ziyi can make Qin Yi and the two enlightened in a simple sentence, which is also related to his experience.

"Brother Ziyi has been tired all the way?" Qin Yi couldn't help asking. For three hundred years as an emperor, the world only knew that he dominated the world, and a few people paid attention to what he did.

"The sunset of the long river reflects the mountains and rivers, and the rising moon at dusk is dyed. The earthly world is full of things, and it is difficult to get rid of the waves and sleep. During the ups and downs of the Spring and Autumn Period, he held the imperial power for 300 years. I am tired of understanding myself, and I dare not forget my original intention. You Ziyi replied.

Qin Yi nodded slightly and didn't say anything. Qingluo didn't open her mouth at this time, because she didn't understand and didn't want to understand this, and it was not interesting to ask except for exposing her shortcomings.

The poem that You Ziyi chanted was the one that Qin Yi responded to him when he was in the Drunken Dream Pavilion in Jiangshan more than a month ago.

It's just that he changed the last three sentences of "One shoulder for three hundred years, the meaning of the gentleman can be understood, but please don't forget the original heart". The current poem can be regarded as a reply to the wanderer's meaning.

This reply is not for someone, but for himself.

"It's almost time to Wujian Mountain, the two of you haven't slept all night, and the road ahead is uneven, so let's rest first." As he spoke, he remembered something, and said to Qingluo: "As far as I know, Emperor Ying has not abdicated yet. ”

Qingluo turned her back, stuck out her tongue, and jumped off the mast.

Qin Yi smiled faintly and followed.

He lay down on the bed and ran a meditation exercise to consolidate his body. Then I fell asleep unconsciously, and woke up again after noon.

Qingluo also seemed to take a small rest, and after thinking that Boss Chen Han explained clearly, You Ziyi took the two of them across the river again.

It is said to be along the Longjiang River, but it is actually similar to Yanhai Mountain City, and it is a distance from the Longjiang River.

The three of them hurried all the way, and it was only in the evening that they felt their destination.

In front of you, the four majestic peaks are like five swords, standing side by side, very magnificent. On the far right, there is a sword-shaped mountain that is less than one-third of it, and it is independent of the world, and there is an indescribable feeling of decadence compared to the other four mountains.

"The people who live on the Five Swords Mountain are five generations of forgers. The casting technique of the Xuanjia is famous all over the world, and many divine weapons are also from the hands of the five generations of casters of the Xuanjia. Although they are a family of five generations, they have different techniques and different understandings of casting, and they do not get along well on weekdays. The wanderer pointed to the sword mountain that seemed to have been cut off, and said, "That is the residence of the fifth-generation caster. ”

"Jianshan is no longer there, is there something to send it?"

"The fifth-generation descendant of the Xuan family, the talent of Xuanfeng Yan martial arts is extremely high, and the casting technique is also very unique. His theory is that he is the best caster, and he must also be the top master, who is to practice martial arts. After entering the innate world, in order to pursue a higher realm, he resolutely cut off the Sword Mountain, pulled out the mountain, and disappeared to this day. ”