Jian Ruyan believed that if it was Xi'er, she wouldn't have heard that kind of thing at all, because before she could hear it, all the people in front of her had already been killed by her.

Long nights, no sleep. Even if you have the heart to sleep, it is impossible to sleep for the sake of self-cultivation.

The hazy glow of the white jade color flowed and illuminated the pitch-black house.

Jian Ruyan slowly stroked the sword body, every time like this, she seemed to be able to get an inexplicable calm, and all distractions disappeared in the process of stroking the sword. This is the artistic conception of the sword, the sword is the pillar of the spirit, the core, love the sword is better than everything, love the sword is like loving yourself.

Yi Yun is self-studying, and at night, when he is self-studying, he will talk very little, and Jian Ruyan doesn't know why. But her long-term understanding has long let her know that Yiyun is very awake at night, but she talks very little. Jian Ruyan once asked why, and Yi Yun said that it was very difficult to fight sleep because of the initial attempt at sleepless self-study, especially for him. Therefore, you need to try to make yourself more energetic, in order to maintain stronger willpower to fight sleep, this process lasts for a long time, and over time, you get used to being particularly awake at night, and you are too lazy to change.

At night, Jian Ruyan almost never talks to Yi Yun, because of long-term habits.

But the night was too long, and there was still some time before dawn, and the crowd in the square had just begun to disperse in twos and threes, but there were still more people who did not plan to leave so early. Like many sects, most of the people in the rivers and lakes of the Wudang faction who live on the top of the main hall are masters, but compared with the situation of various sects and factions in the past, the number of masters of the Wudang faction is much less, and the level is much lower. But that was once, and now many masters of Buddhism have been hunted by the Justice League led by Yi Yun, and the number of masters in the rivers and lakes of Buddhism has fallen into a trough in terms of average strength. Jianghu said that what the Justice League did was a miracle. No one in the history of the rivers and lakes has ever done a miracle.

Therefore, Jianghulu attributed all this to the Nine Yin Sword Qi, and also called the Nine Yin Sword Qi a miracle sword qi.

"How's the Song of Zephyr?" Jian Ruyan looked at Concubine Xiao Hong, who was still quietly looking out the window, and asked. Xi'er disappeared, and Jian Ruyan had been worried about whether it would affect the cultivation of the Song of the West Wind. At the beginning, Yiyun asked the song of the west wind to follow Xi'er to practice, but now I don't know if it's over, and Xi'er has disappeared. The news of Xi'er's disappearance made Zephyr Song cry alone for three days and three nights, and once asked Yiyun why she killed Xi'er. At that time, everyone including the demon pupil felt a very headache, thinking that Yiyun would be difficult to deal with, but he didn't expect it. Yiyun sent away the song of the west wind in one sentence, and the song of the west wind changed from sad to cheerful.

She's tired, so let me kill her to let go of everything." After leaving the rivers and lakes, she can do what she wants to do easily and leisurely, should you be happy for her like me? ’

The song of the west wind was really happy for Xi'er...... Then he was very active, and spontaneously ran to retreat to create and comprehend martial arts, Yiyun originally wanted to dissuade him, but he saw the song of the west wind with an excited face. With the appearance of passion, Yi Yun chose silence. Jian Ruyan also chose to be silent. The Song of the West Wind swore on the spot that if he did not succeed in creating and merging his own martial arts, he would definitely not go out. Whatever she is going to do with her power for the entire Justice League.

"What a waste. Isn't it a waste of time? After the song of the west wind left, the demon pupil couldn't help but sigh. An irrational person wants to create his own martial arts, then ...... What's the difference between that and dreaming? Although it has never been determined in the rivers and lakes whether it is impossible to create one's own martial arts without reason, one thing is certain. The more rational the person, the easier it is to create and integrate martial arts. In other words, at least Song of the West Wind has a chance of success. But that probability is also very, very low compared to others. What's more, her god-killing duel level has only just begun, barely reaching level forty. It's ridiculous to make this kind of attempt, but on the exciting side, Demon Hitomi thinks that if the Song of Zephyr is willing to contribute his martial arts, it will also be a great thing.

"It's fine. She's good and has graduated. ”

"You can really do it, you can even do this kind of thing, like the Song of the West Wind, I can't think of any way to make her improve." Although Jian Ruyan has long known that Xi'er is good at guiding and teaching others, even the Song of the West Wind, which can solve the problems that everyone in the Justice League has a headache and can't solve, still makes Jian Ruyan sincerely admire. Jian Ruyan felt that maybe this was the experience that Xi'er had guided countless Vulture Palace disciples over the past few hundred years, and there were really few people in the rivers and lakes who were as good as her and were accustomed to being teachers.

"It's very simple, make it her pleasure to guard against others, and tell her that the masters in the rivers and lakes do this."

It's very simple to say, although Jian Ruyan can understand the general situation, she still can't think of the specific details. But it doesn't matter anymore, what matters is that as long as the song of Zephyr really grows, it will be enough. A master who is easy to kill can only become a legend in the Jianghu Record, and such a master is of little value. There are many such masters in Jianghulu, who once had a glorious life journey, and there is only one story left to Jianghu after death. Let those who are interested worship infinitely, and let those who are not interested be too lazy to listen. For example, before the opening of the Three Realms, a generation of heroes was unprecedented, and there are still many people who worship the chivalrous masters of the rivers and lakes who worship him, and even think that his martial arts are only second only to the legendary masters.

Of course, this is something that cannot be proven, because the unprecedented one died a long time ago, under the sword of Yiyun. People in the rivers and lakes can't do it for this kind of speculation and discussion, so that there is no room for rebirth in that era, and the last can fight with many masters of the rivers and lakes, so although the people who worship the unprecedented and unprecedentedly exaggerate their martial arts infinitely, no one has a clear refutation.

It's late at night.

Jian Da had already left the top floor of the Wudang Hall.

When passing through the apse, Kenda caught the energy fluctuations and soul fluctuations of the purple shirt, and found that she seemed to be sitting at the table, not knowing that she was busy. Maybe it's writing, maybe it's drawing. Anyway, didn't fall asleep. None of the masters of the rivers and lakes have the right to sleep, but Zi Shirt is an exception, because she is still able to self-study in her sleep, and even think about things she is willing to think about. This kind of ability is unique to the purple shirt, and even the little sword can't do it, and so far among the people in the rivers and lakes, I haven't heard of a second one. But Jianda knows a person whose qualifications are as proud as purple shirts, and he also knows such ability. It's a pity that that person has no interest in the rivers and lakes at all, and has always lived a life outside the rivers and lakes, as a civil official in the imperial court, as a painter, as a warlock in the rivers and lakes who sets up stalls and divination for a living, farming, fishing, opening taverns, restaurants, casinos, clothing stores, and has been connected with every skill, and has done a lot of things - that is, he has not practiced martial arts, and he has no interest in the things in the rivers and lakes. That's the fun of that person, with his intelligence, he could have made a lot of money, but he didn't have any interest in money, just enough, all the business was done for fun, and as soon as he felt bored, he immediately closed his door and left, and changed to something else.

Jian Da is that person's friend, or a good friend who has a very good relationship. He has been persuaded to enter the world of rivers and lakes more than once, but unfortunately, that person has no interest in rivers and lakes at all. Except for that person, Jian Da has never met a second, well-qualified person who can think in his sleep like a purple shirt. There were many things outside the rivers and lakes, Jian Da asked him for advice, so Jian Da was able to worship the Three Realms Sword God Dugu Qiu Defeat Sect, but it was also because that friend accidentally met the Three Realms Sword God Dugu Qiu Defeat and took the initiative to accept him as an apprentice, but he refused, but because of curiosity, he went to a place where Dugu Qiu Defeat retreated, and also got the special props given by Dugu Qiu Defeat, who could go to the Sword Shrine Secret Realm at any time.

That person had no interest in the rivers and lakes and martial arts, so he gave the props to Jianda, and Jianda was able to see Dugu seeking defeat and worship under his door.

Jian Da looked in the direction of the apse where the purple shirt was, and he could already see the lights in the distance.

Sure enough, the purple shirt hasn't slept yet, which is an abnormal phenomenon.

At this time on weekdays, the purple shirt has already entered a sweet dreamland.

This kind of abnormality is taken for granted and even empathized with by Jian Da. If he himself had the ability to sleep and self-study, he would never have been sleepy tonight. It is already a rare thing to be able to barely maintain self-cultivation without interruption.

There was a knock on the door.

"Wait!"

The sound of purple shirts came from inside the door, and it sounded so cheerful. Jian Da sighed secretly, but he was no stranger to the purple shirt, she was always able to find the source of happiness by herself, no matter what she faced, it seemed to be the same. In Jian Da's memory, there is almost no time when the purple shirt is not smiling. This is very similar to the friend he knew. Perhaps it is precisely because of their excellent qualifications that they can be so different in their receptivity, endurance, and attitude towards life, when others are crying, they are laughing; When others are in pain, they can face it with a smile.

If this smile is true, then this is the only ability that Kendai envies. Because his qualifications don't have to be too different from the purple shirt, the gap in combat attributes is very small, and the gap in other aspects has a relatively small impact on martial arts, Jian Da has always been proud of his qualifications, and has never envied others.

Jian Da stood quietly outside the door, waited for a moment, and the purple shirt who had changed his clothes opened the door and came out.

The room behind the door was silent, except for the light of a night pearl illuminating the main hall. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please go to read. )