Yang Ye lowered his head and whispered a few words in the little guy's ear.

Hearing Yang Ye's words, the little guy's eyes lit up, and the little head hurriedly nodded, and then a flicker, suspended in the air, looked at the countless wine jars around, the little guy's eyes narrowed, and then with a wave of his little claws, a purple light blasted towards the wine jar closest to it.

"Peng!"

There was an explosion, and the wine jar shattered, and the wine flowed all over the ground.

Seeing the wine jar shattered, Yang Ye stretched out his thumb to the little guy, and then his face changed, and he shouted: "Little guy, don't be mischievous, these are the things of the seniors......"

The little guy's eyes blinked, regardless of the yang leaves, one flickered, appeared in another place, and then with a wave of his little claws, another wine jar shattered......

On the field, Yang Ye kept chasing the little guy behind, and the little guy kept flashing, and then the little claws kept waving, and then a jar of wine kept shattering, and in less than a moment, the field was in a mess.

"Ahem!"

At this time, the old man on the chaise longue coughed, his eyes slowly opened, and when he saw the debris and wine all over the ground, a touch of distress flashed in the old man's eyes.

Seeing the old man wake up, Yang Ye hurriedly glanced at the little guy in the air, however, the little guy was addicted to playing, and he didn't care about Yang Ye at all, and purple light flashed out one after another......

"Little guy, stop being trick-or-treating!" This time, Yang Ye didn't cheat, that expression was very real.

Hearing Yang Ye's words, the little guy blinked his eyes, nodded his little head, and said he understood, and then the little claw waved again, and a purple light waved out again, this time the little guy swung harder than before!

Seeing this, the corners of Yang Ye's mouth twitched, and he suddenly remembered that he had only told the little guy to smash the wine jar before, as if he didn't say that he couldn't smash it when the old man woke up......

"Hey, you naughty one!"

Seeing that the little guy was still smashing the wine jar, the old man shook his head, waved his hand, and a strong wind blew out.

Seeing the old man's shot, the little guy blinked his eyes, waved his little paw at the old man, and a purple light blasted towards the strong wind, but unfortunately, when the purple light hit the strong wind, the strong wind did not disappear, but blew the purple light away, and finally blew on the little guy, the little guy suddenly stumbled, and fell softly to the ground.

Seeing this, Yang Ye hurriedly ran over and took the fallen little guy in his arms.

Caught by Yang Ye, the little guy's little paw pointed at the old man on the side, and his little head nodded hard.

Seeing that the little guy said that the old man was powerful, Yang Ye shook his head, turned to the old man and saluted, and said, "Senior, the little guy is naughty, and he has caused trouble for you, don't be angry." ”

The drunken Taoist shook his head, lay down on the seat again, and said: "You kid, obviously it was your idea, you always let this little guy carry the black cauldron, but this little guy is willing to be blackened by the cauldron, you two!"

Hearing this, Yang Ye suddenly rolled his eyes, it turned out that this old man had already woken up, he knew that this was the case, he called someone directly, why do you need to do this with the little guy!

As if he knew what Yang Ye was thinking, the old man continued: "Earlier, I was thinking about your sword intent and the sword mastery, and I was a little distracted for a while, so I ignored you!"

Speaking of sword intent, Yang Ye's smile retracted, and he said: "Senior, just before, I just used that intention to make a person of the eighth grade of the mystery master have no power to fight back, senior, what is the reason for this?"

The drunken Taoist was silent, the fingers of his right hand gently tapped the chaise longue, and after a while, he picked up the gourd, poured a sip of wine into his mouth, and said: "Yi, there are many "meanings" in the world, such as sword intent, sword intent, etc., this kind of abstract thing, if you want to comprehend, it is even more difficult than ascending to the sky!

Yang Ye nodded, he knew that with his current strength, maybe he didn't need anything else, as long as he used that sword intent, I am afraid that there are really few people in the same level who are his opponents!

That sword intent is really terrifying.

The drunken Taoist took a sip of wine and continued: "Sword intent, I don't know much about it, I'm afraid no one in the entire Southern Regions understands this kind of intent, Master Zu comprehended the sword intent at the last moment, but his old man also doesn't know enough about sword intent, but his master must know sword intent!"

"Master Zu's master?" Yang Ye frowned and said, "Senior, Master Zu has been gone for thousands of years, so Master Zu and his master are ......"

The drunken Taoist glanced at Yang Ye and said, "Boy, do you know how old I lived?"

Yang Ye glanced at the old man, thought for a while, and said, "It should be two hundred, or three hundred!"

"Three hundred?" the drunken Taoist shook his head and said, "I have lived for eight hundred years!"

"Eight hundred years old?" Yang Ye glanced at the old man strangely, obviously, he didn't believe it. How can a person live that long?

Seeing Yang Ye's skeptical expression, the drunken Taoist shook his head and said, "When you reach my strength, what is the difficulty of living to be seven or eight hundred years old." And our grandfather's master, with his strength, should be able to live three or four thousand years old!"

Yang Ye took a deep breath and said, "In that case, this sword intent and this thing have to be figured out slowly by myself." ”

The drunken Taoist nodded and said, "That's right, because except for Master Zu, in the entire Southern Regions, I haven't seen anyone comprehend the sword intent." And what I can do is to guide you in your cultivation and your mystical skills, I have to say, your sword skills are really terrible!"

Yang Ye nodded in agreement. His sword skills are indeed very bad, and now his splitting spirit sword technique is basically out of his hands. Thinking of this, Yang Ye asked: "Senior, the sword qi I am using now is basically vulnerable, is this a low level of the Spirit Splitting Sword Technique, or is it really my problem?"

"Of course it's your problem!" the drunken Daoist said unceremoniously: "You kid, you should have seen Qingyun use excessive spirit sword techniques, if you can also swing hundreds of sword qi with one sword, is it still vulnerable?"

Hearing this, Yang Ye nodded, touched the little guy in his arms, and pondered.

Splitting the spirit swordsmanship, the grade is not low. If he cultivated to the realm of Qingyun, he would indeed no longer be vulnerable. But Qingyun has been practicing for a few years, more than ten years, and he is unwilling to let him ponder these ten years. One is that he doesn't have time, even if he has time, he would rather ponder the Dragon Breaking Fist and the Imperial Sword Technique! These two mystical techniques are much stronger than the Spirit Sword Technique!

Thinking of this, Yang Ye hugged his fist at the old man and said, "Senior, I don't have so much time to ponder this sword technique! Your old man also knows that I have too many enemies, and when I master the Spirit Splitting Sword Technique to the realm of Elder Qingyun, it is estimated that the kid will no longer be in this world!"

The drunken Taoist didn't answer Yang Ye's words, but instead said, "Boy, you are now performing a spirit splitting sword technique, using your kind of intention!"

Yang Ye was stunned, then nodded, his wrist flipped, the ancient sheath appeared in his hand, he was silent for a moment, and with a slight stroke of the front, a white sword qi flashed out.

"Peng!"

The white sword qi directly penetrated the wine jar, however, the sword qi did not disappear, but the speed did not decrease, and it stabbed towards the next wine jar. This continued for a while, and only after the sword qi penetrated the twenty-second wine jar did it dissipate into the air.

Yang Ye was a little incredulous, when did the Spirit Splitting Sword Technique become so strong? If it was before, how long would it take for this sword qi to dissipate after penetrating through the five wine jars, but now, it actually penetrated through twenty-two!

After thinking for a while, Yang Ye understood a little, turned his head to look at the old man, and said, "Senior, is this because of that sword intent?"

The drunken Daoist nodded and said, "In the past, your sword qi was just sword qi, because of your short cultivation time, your sword qi was vague and not condensed, so it was easy to be dispersed. But now, the sword intent makes up for this shortcoming, and your sword qi is wrapped in sword intent, so the sword qi sent out is no longer as easy to shatter as before!"

Looking at the ancient sheath in his hand, Yang Ye was a little shocked in his heart. With sword intent, he cultivates sword skills like a fish in water, and this sword intent is definitely an anti-heaven auxiliary for sword cultivators!

Sword skills can't be given up!

After deciding, Yang Ye saluted the old man and said, "Please also ask the seniors for guidance!"

The drunken Daoist stood up, looked at Yang Ye for a while, nodded, and said, "Let's go, let's change places, not only the sword skills of the Sword Sect, but we will also talk about your sword skills later!"

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