"Little dream, then I'll go!" At the exit of a valley, a young man dressed in a gray robe, who did not see anything extraordinary, said goodbye to a little girl.

"I won't go to say goodbye to the old man, I'll come back to see you when I'm free." After speaking, he waved his hand and turned away, and the little girl known as Xiaomeng looked like she was six or seven years old, and she looked very cute with a look of nothingness, I saw her nod, and then turned around and returned to the valley without any delay.

Everything looks normal, the only thing that makes people feel discordant is the way in which both sides leave, how can the young man not talk about it, the way the little girl "Little Dream" who looks like she is only six or seven years old is definitely not normal - if anyone insists on taking the way of traveling half a meter above the ground and floating out of dozens of meters with a light foot as normal, it is no problem.

It's all in time for the volley, okay......

"Is the kid gone?" Following the footsteps of the little girl, in a short period of time, she came to a stream in the valley, an old man with a fairy wind was fishing here with his back to the direction of the valley mouth, holding a bamboo pole tied to the line at random in his hand, obviously the little girl's feet did not touch the ground, and the sound of the march did not break the air, but he still found her arrival for the first time.

"Hmm." The little girl was still faceless, and hummed softly: "Why don't you leave him." ”

It's obviously a question sentence, but the tone is always flat.

"Stay?" The old man didn't turn around, but chuckled: "Do you want to be a senior brother?" ”

"......" The little girl just walked quietly to the old man's side, looking indifferently at the calm flowing stream, obviously with no intention of replying.

The old man didn't care, he waved his hand lightly, and he didn't see how to exert himself, and a fat fish weighing three or four catties was caught by him.

"Let's go, that's it for the two of us tonight." With a stroke of his hand, the fish went into a small bucket next to it, and the rod just pinned into the handle of the bucket, and then the old man easily carried it on his shoulder, and got up and walked in the direction of a green field.

The little girl followed silently, this time not with floating, but with serious down-to-earth.

"It is said that your Wanchuan Qiushui and Xinruo Zhishui are almost completed, and it is nothing to go out for a walk, but it is not very peaceful outside these days...... Some old guys refuse to settle down, and some bad things have happened, so if you can't refine the gods, you might as well wait for two years. Halfway through, the old man still didn't seem to hold back, sighed imperceptibly, paused slightly, and then spoke slowly.

"What about him?" The old man's explanation sounded a little inexplicable at first glance, and whether the little girl understood it was debatable, but there was not the slightest doubt.

"Don't worry, that kid has a very thick foundation...... Silly girl, you really don't know? Usually he teases you! As he spoke, the old man began to be a little suspicious, originally a light and breezy style, looking at the fairy wind bones, how to look at it at this time, how to make people feel ...... Mourning.

Very bad feeling.

"Oh." The little girl was still calm.

"Alas...... You girl, I really don't want him to be a senior brother for you? It's a pity not to say that I'm in the same vein of Dream Butterfly Valley, even the entire Taoist can't fit him! The old man laughed and scolded, and suddenly looked up at the sky.

The blue sky is like a wash, and there is not even a trace of white clouds, and for those who are used to the existence of haze, I am afraid that they can only see it in some scenic photos.

"That's it, that's it, I'll lend Qiu Li to him, right? That's your future rite of passage, so you can ask him for it when the time comes...... Don't say that I'm stingy for the teacher, anyway, it's a waste for that kid to take the magic weapon, and if he says it's self-defense, he probably won't use it. ”

As he spoke, the old man stretched out his hand and made a move, and an ancient sword with a sheath appeared in his hand, and with a slight pull, it was three inches out of the sheath, and the luxurious purple light was suddenly revealed, which looked like some high-strength equipment with special effects in some page games, but it was countless times more refined.

Returning part of the unsheathed blade, the old man waved his hand and threw the sword directly, and saw that this ancient sword with a sheath was like a flying sword of a sword fairy, and flew away directly...... Fortunately, Newton is not in this world, otherwise even if it is cremated, the lid of the urn will not be able to be pressed.

It's just that at the moment when it was far away, the ancient sword suddenly erupted with a brilliant purple sword qi on the way!

The purple light flashed and disappeared, but it left a black sword mark in the void that had not healed for a long time......

At the same time, there seemed to be a slight amount of blood red that disappeared into the black sword marks.

"For the sake of your knowledge, a small punishment is a great commandment...... ! ”

"Thank you, Your Excellency, for the sword." A weak voice rang out, and a faint black phantom manifested and flew away.

"It's getting harder and harder to hide from the quiet...... After a long time, the old man retracted his gaze from looking up at the sky, and sighed again, and there seemed to be a few more thoughts in his eyes.

"That's it, pure for a while, and for a while, and first so, then there will really be that uninteresting ......"

"Just kill as many as you want." The eyes of the girl's "Little Dream" were also frozen, and her words were full of indifference.

The old man nodded with satisfaction, and then waved his hand, and the space inside the entire valley seemed to be distorted for a moment, and when everything subsided, there were many more clouds in the sky outside......

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"Huh?" Walking briskly in a bamboo forest, the young man suddenly felt something, and without looking back, a sheathed ancient sword appeared in his hand, and a little purple qi lingered on it, and it was gradually dissipating.

"Qiu Li? Didn't the old man keep it for Xiaomeng? Gently pulling out the sword, the young man looked surprised, obviously knowing this sword.

"Hmm......" Then he reached out and flicked it lightly on the spine of the sword, as if some wonderful power was poured into the sword by him with this flick of his fingers, and then an old phantom appeared from the sword in his "sure enough" eyes, and slowly solidified on the side.

"Old man, what's going on?" Waving the ancient sword in his hand, the young man asked.

"It's not that you don't know, no matter how good this thing is, I can't use it......"

"Xiaomeng's girl is worried about you, she has to ask me to give you something to protect yourself, I think I want to give it to her anyway, so I just let you give it to you, it's the same anyway." The old man's phantom spoke.

"More than that, right? I remember you mentioned that it's good that this sword is not born in the past few years, and if it is born, the sword wielder will have to participate in a ...... What's going on? Famous Sword Tournament? ”

"It doesn't matter if you like to call it that...... After all, Qiu Li is also one of the few divine soldiers in the world, it doesn't matter if he is not born, naturally many people are interested in it, and the noses of Bai Xiaosheng and Tianji Pavilion are very ...... But if you don't want to go, just ignore it, and no one can force you, so it's not a problem. ”

"Besides, if you really want to hide this thing, who can find it?"

"It's okay, then I'll take it first, let that girl practice with peace of mind, and I'll give it back to her in a few years." The young man nodded, gestured his sword at his waist, and then forgot to gesture behind his back, frowning.

"It's not good, I'm really not suitable for saber...... Never mind. Complaining, the young man said that he had also longed for the demeanor of those young heroes who walked the world with swords, but now that it was his turn, he felt uncomfortable carrying a sword with him.

Hanging around the waist? You don't necessarily plan to sit down and watch the scenery at any time, it's too cumbersome.

Behind your back? I don't know where I'm going to lie down and sleep somewhere, and I'm panicking.

As for holding it in your hand......

His own family knows his own affairs, and he is not used to holding a sword in his hand, and he may forget to take it wherever he puts it, although he will definitely not lose it - the main thing is that he is sure that he can definitely find it, but it is also troublesome!

So it's better to put it away.

So he waved his hand, and a ripple in the void swallowed his hand and sword, and when the ripple disappeared, his hand reappeared, but the sword was gone.

The phantom of the old man is obviously also a relatively high-end incarnation, no different from a real person, but he did not show the slightest surprise when he saw this scene, as if it was commonplace.

But to be truly bland, he doesn't seem to be able to do it either.

"Although I'm used to it, every time I see your talent, I can't help but feel ......"

"God is unfair?" The young man smiled and took four words.

"Huh." The old man smiled and didn't answer, stretched out his hand and gently pinched it, and there was a "air flow" gathering between the surrounding heaven and earth, but in the end, it condensed a piece of gold foil paper.

"What, you want me to help?" The young man seemed to be equally accustomed to the old man's almost the same means as a void creation, and he reached out and took the gold leaf, glanced at it casually, and asked.

"It's not a help, if you're interested, you can save some effort by holding this thing, and if you're not interested, find a place to sell it, and you can also exchange some entanglements."

The young man looked down again at the gold leaf.

Strictly speaking, this is an invitation, there is not a word on it, only a strange sun logo on the left half, a Tai Chi Bagua diagram on the right half, and a small butterfly printed below.

Quite a feeling of being tall.

"On behalf of the Daomen Dream Butterfly Valley lineage to participate in the Covenant of All Races? It turns out that the old man, you are in the Taoist dream of the butterfly valley......" It's just that the young man's attention is obviously focused on other aspects: "It's okay, let's take a look and talk about it, if it's interesting, go around, but if you are embarrassed by the time, don't be in a hurry...... I'll leave if it's okay! ”

Smiling again, like the previous Qiu Li sword, the young man also received this gold leaf paper somewhere, and then saw that the old man had nothing more to say, so he continued to walk in the direction before.

The phantom figure that left the old man slowly dissipated in place, and a few broken whispers also drifted away with the wind.

"God is unfair? If God is unfair, why should I care? As for the shame...... Hehe. ”

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Walking in the forest, the steps of young people are still brisk.

His name is Fang Yuan, and he is a time-traveler, and it has been eight years since he crossed - approximately, as for the specific date, he doesn't bother to count.

Eight years ago, he inexplicably appeared next to that valley, and was brought into the valley by an old man who didn't know if he was passing by unintentionally, and then he understood his situation in a vague way.

At that time, he thought that this was the rhythm of entering the division at the beginning - he was directly picked up by the old man after crossing, isn't this a standard online text routine? Worship a hermit master to learn art, after Dacheng went out to pretend to slap his face all over the world, and he had seen a lot of him before crossing and said that he was familiar with it.

But it turned out that he thought too much, and it was true that the old man was the kind of hermit master, but he didn't plan to take him as an apprentice, but just told him that the books that could be found in the valley could be read and learned casually, and if he didn't understand, he could ask him......

I didn't know if it was a master's quirk, so he didn't stalk him.

He doesn't know the specific inside story of the inheritance of the ancients' master and apprentice, as a traverser, he is more accustomed to the modern mode of study, and the positioning of teachers and students makes him more accustomed to it, and since people say so, this is no different from master and apprentice, right?

Then he found that his aptitude was a little ...... Uncanny.

Well, not how good, not how bad, not medium, but - weird.

In his understanding, this is undoubtedly a high-martial world, and it can even be called a world of super martial arts or even mythology and fantasy! It's just a layer of "martial arts" skin, which can be known by looking at the general description of the cultivation system.

In the conventional sense, martial arts are divided into three levels and nine grades, according to which the three steps are refining the body, practicing qi, and refining the gods, and the nine grades are the detailed division of each big step, and each step is divided into three grades.

At that time, he thought that this was the rhythm of entering the division at the beginning - he was directly picked up by the old man after crossing, isn't this a standard online text routine? Worship a hermit master to learn art, after Dacheng went out to pretend to slap his face all over the world, and he had seen a lot of him before crossing and said that he was familiar with it.

But it turned out that he thought too much, and it was true that the old man was the kind of hermit master, but he didn't plan to take him as an apprentice, but just told him that the books that could be found in the valley could be read and learned casually, and if he didn't understand, he could ask him......

I didn't know if it was a master's quirk, so he didn't stalk him.

He doesn't know the specific inside story of the inheritance of the ancients' master and apprentice, as a traverser, he is more accustomed to the modern mode of study, and the positioning of teachers and students makes him more accustomed to it, and since people say so, this is no different from master and apprentice, right?

Then he found that his aptitude was a little ...... Uncanny.

Well, not how good, not how bad, not medium, but - weird.

In his understanding, this is undoubtedly a high-martial world, and it can even be called a world of super martial arts or even mythology and fantasy! It's just a layer of "martial arts" skin, which can be known by looking at the general description of the cultivation system.

In the conventional sense, martial arts are divided into three levels and nine grades, according to which the three steps are refining the body, practicing qi, and refining the gods, and the nine grades are the detailed division of each big step, and each step is divided into three grades.

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