In the eleventh courtyard, under the mountain stream, the water waves are surging, Ye Ling stands in the water, hiding the sword, stabbing the sword, reciprocating and circulating, a consistent sword, and the falling moon stands on the side of the waterhole, with a calm face.

"Girl, can you understand?"

A voice sounded, and the old man was half-lying on a stone next to the waterhole, holding a pot of wine, looking at the setting moon, and said.

Luoyue turned her head, looked at him, shook her head, and the old man smiled faintly and took a sip of wine.

"There are tens of millions of swords, and this sword, returning to the origin, returning to the basics, is better than ten million daos, not only you, but I can't understand it, once he really masters this sword, Qingyun Sect will really change the sky. ”

The old man said, looking at Ye Ling in the water, frowning slightly, with a solemnity in his eyes.

A picture scroll, a back, if in the eyes of ordinary people, this is just a picture scroll, but in Ye Ling's eyes, this is not only a picture scroll, but also a sword, a kind of Tao.

"Refining the dirt is twofold, but it has reached the realm of the unity of human and sword, and the realm of holding a sword can be defeated by Danwu, throughout the Qingyun Sect in the past few decades, except for that person, there is no one who can compare. ”

The old man said, looking at a piece of sky, which was the direction of Qiankun Peak, and his eyes were slightly condensed.

Lo!

On that Qiankun Peak, there was only one person who was recognized by him, and that was Luo, the first person in the Qingyun Sect.

"Whoa!"

The water splashed, Ye Ling walked ashore, took the cloth towel from Luoyue's hand, wiped the water droplets on his body, and looked at the half-lying old man, with a smile on his face.

"Zero Age. ”

The old man smiled, took a pot of wine from his waist, and threw it to Ye Ling, who caught it, raised his head, and drank it in one gulp.

"Ye Ling, this wine is called immortal wine, there was once a swordsman in the land of Qi, who was arrogant all his life, and called himself a wine sword fairy, this wine was made by him, but unfortunately, after so many years, there is not much left. ”

The old man stood up, looked at the wine in his hand, sighed slightly, looked at the falling moon, and then looked at Ye Ling.

"Ye Ling, can you promise me one thing?" he said, there was a trace of remembrance in his eyes, and there was still a trace of sadness hidden, Ye Ling looked at him, his expression was slightly condensed, he was silent for a moment, and then nodded.

"I want you to make an appointment for me, and for this appointment, you may lose your life, are you willing?"

Elder Ling said, looking at Ye Ling, Ye Ling also looked at him, paused, and then smiled, Elder Zero was stunned.

"Elder Zero, don't you believe me?" Ye Ling said, the sword was sheathed, the water splashed scattered, and his face was proud, and Elder Zero looked shocked.

"For fifteen years, many people wanted to kill me, but I still survived, and in the future, more people will want to kill me, but there are very few people in this world who can really kill me, maybe not. ”

Ye Ling said lightly, carrying a sword on his back, his hair was scattered, with a kind of frenzied and lawless meaning, Ling Lao looked at Ye Ling, his face was stunned, he was silent, for a long time, and nodded.

"I believe in you. ”

In four words, Ye Ling smiled, Ling Lao also smiled, and the falling moon next to him also had a slight upturn at the corner of his mouth, outlining an amazing beauty.

When night came, a figure jumped down the mountain stream and fell into the water, carrying a sword on his back, blending into the night, Luoyue stood on the cliff, quietly watching this scene, until Ye Ling disappeared, she did not leave.

It was still the inner gate hunting ground, with a purple figure, holding a broken sword, walking through the mountains and forests, constantly challenging everyone he saw, and overnight, ten more inner disciples were defeated.

On the second night, thirteen inner disciples were defeated, and on the third night, eighteen disciples were defeated, and for four consecutive nights, forty-eight inner disciples were defeated, and the purple night gradually spread.

A mysterious inner disciple, who hid his cultivation and the sword realm of the unity of man and sword, defeated more than 40 inner disciples in the inner door hunting ground for four consecutive nights and became famous in the inner gate.

On the fifth night, some powerful inner gate geniuses of the inner gate entered the hunting ground, scattered in the hunting ground, and waited all night, but they never waited for the purple night, and the purple night, as if it had disappeared from this night.

"Zi Ye, what kind of kendo genius, is a person who bullies the soft and is afraid of the hard, he is afraid of us and others, and he doesn't even dare to show his face. ”

After waiting for a few more nights, an inner disciple said, hanging a scimitar from his waist, looking at the night that was gradually brightening, with a mocking face, there were several people around him, all with a cold face.

"Wearing a mask, only daring to challenge some weak people, facing us and others don't even dare to show their faces, such a person, taking off the mask must be a shrunken person, we think highly of him. ”

Another inner disciple said, looking at the silent mountains, there was a touch of anger in his eyes.

"Purple Night, it will never exist again. ”

In a word, several people left one after another, and the turmoil in the purple night seemed to fade down in the inner door.

Outer gate, eleventh courtyard, above the mountain stream, Ye Ling sat cross-legged, the mountain breeze blew his hair, at some point, Ye Ling opened his eyes, and a flash of essence flashed.

The pinnacle of refining dirt is done!

Practicing swords during the day, looking for people to fight at night, and then having Ling Lao's wine, in just a few days, Ye Ling has reached the peak of refining dirt, and he is not far from the Danwu Realm, and he is only one opportunity away from breaking through.

"Falling moon, wait, I'll go back, let's open meat today, and find a dress for you by the way. ”

Ye Ling shouted towards the wooden house behind, jumped forward, jumped down the mountain stream, without a sword or a scroll, penetrated into the mountain forest, and went to the place in his memory.

The last time, he found a dress in a forest, and he remembered that place.

In Qingyun Sect, he didn't know any women, if he really wanted to count one, the woman in the lake that night was one, after all, he took her a set of dresses, this time he went to find her, and borrowed another set of dresses.

In a jungle, a small lake, a wooden house, next to the small lake, in front of the wooden house, a woman sitting, dressed in a light green dress, with a beautiful face, looking at a lake, seems to be thinking about something.

"Miss, why do we have to come here every day, there is nothing here except for being clean, it is better to be in the first courtyard, even if Miss does not want to be close to Young Master Yuzhen, she should not be wronged. ”

The maid in the back complained, the woman looked at a calm lake, as if she was thinking about something, and did not notice the words of the maid behind, the maid looked at the woman, shook her head, and stopped talking.

Miss doesn't know what's going on these days, she has to come to this lake every day, and there is no reason, she just sits here every day, as if she is waiting for something, for a few days, except for some wild beasts, there is nothing.

"It looks like you're really not coming back. The woman looked at a lake and said, her words were very soft, the maid was slightly stunned, and looked at the woman, for a few days, this was the first time that a woman had said such a thing.

Could it be that the young lady is waiting for someone, man?

Thinking of this, she looked startled, and looked at the woman by the lake, Miss fell in love with a man?