Thick clouds gathered in the sky, and the wind became a little colder, making the clothes of the three of them hunt.

With a loud sound, a halo of light slowly condensed, appearing in front of Duan Ling and Wan Ya, floating quietly, exuding a faint halo.

The sword slowly calmed down, and all the light gradually dissipated, and everything became a little softer.

The light of the eyes of the end and the end moved, as if they were being pulled by something, and they involuntarily stretched out their hands and lightly touched the light.

The ball of light moved at that moment, flickered a few times, calmed down, gathered all the brilliance, and the clouds that had been brewing in the sky gradually dispersed, and the sun sprinkled warmly.

In front of him were two quaint scrolls, the covers had been torn, the handwriting on them was blurred, and the yellowed pages were slightly rolled up, with a bit of antiquity.

At this moment, the two books rolled and flew into the hands of Duan Ling and Wan Ya.

The moment they came into contact with the scroll, they both felt their breath tremble, and there was a very strange feeling of fit.

Reaching out and gently stroking the thin cover, Wan Ya frowned slightly, carefully recognized the handwriting on it, and whispered softly: "This is ······ Cold? ”

Seeing this, Qian Ling also frowned slightly, looked at the scroll in his hand carefully, and said with doubts: "I'm here······ Cool? ”

Xu is after years of erosion, the handwriting is no longer clear, can only vaguely see a word, the handwriting is vigorous and sloppy, with a strength and momentum that cannot be ignored.

The slender fingers rubbed the cover, paused, and then turned it open, gently brushing the yellowed pages with a slight "rustle" sound.

Jian Song raised his eyes slightly, and when he saw the content on the page, his breath sank, and he said softly: "It's a sword book." ”

"Sword spectrum?"

Wan Ya glanced at the long sword in his hand, felt the mysterious power contained in it, and wondered, "Could it be related to these two swords?" ”

"Yes."

Jian Song nodded, put his hand behind his back, and his wide clothes swayed in a gentle arc, and said in a deep voice: "If my guess is right, the swords of the two of you have some kind of mysterious connection, so after Xiaoling's sword awakened, the sword spectrum appeared." ”

"And the two of you, the totem in the center of the eyebrows is the same, the breath is similar, and the mysterious power in the body is the same, and in the dark, there may be some kind of connection."

Listening to Jian Song's words, Duan Ling couldn't help but turn his head slightly, glanced at Wan Ya, and just met Shang Wan Ya's warm and smiling eyes.

Duan Ling raised his thin pale lips and smiled lightly at Duan Ya.

"Xiao Ling recently tried to control this sword and practiced the content of this sword book."

Jian Song turned around, gently flicked his sleeves, and instructed: "Just take it step by step, don't be in a hurry." ”

After speaking, Jian Song raised his feet and left the place.

"Yes"

Ling leaned over slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Disciple understands. ”

When Jian Song's figure disappeared from view, he turned his head, looked at the end, and asked softly, "Senior brother, what's going on?" ”

"I don't know."

Wan Ya shook his head, his eyes dark: "Let it be." ”

"Since it is a natal weapon, it is deeply bound to us, and there is no need to ask, we will know it in the future."

"Okay."

Duan Ling nodded, put away the long sword and sword spectrum, and said with a smile: "Listen to senior brother." ”

Duan Ya gently knocked on Duan Ling's head and said softly: "You can go out to practice in a few days, and during this time, you can have a good understanding of the situation in the outside world." ”

He flattened his mouth, hummed softly, nodded his head, and responded: "Okay." ”

Wan Ya chuckled, turned around with Wan Ling, and left the place.

The sunlight sprinkled down one after another, stretching the backs of the two, and between the branches and leaves, swaying the broken jade Linglang all over the ground.

***

According to the regulations, Jian Song assigned a task to Duan Ling this time, requiring her to go and complete it alone, in order to prevent Duan Ya from secretly helping each other, he ordered Duan Ya to retreat, and he personally supervised it.

Although he had some regrets, he finally walked out of the division alone.

The task was not very difficult, and it was all completed quickly, and he stayed in the outside world for a while, returned to the division with some strange things, and reported the situation to Jian Song.

When staying in the master's gate, Jian Song has always been very strict with himself, and every time he cultivates or fights, he will not show mercy to his subordinates, and it is common for him to be scarred.

However, during this time in the outside world, Duan Ling felt a different emotion from cultivation.

I have walked some places, and I have seen a lot of people, I have seen indifferent and ruthless killers, I have seen swordsman, I have seen a boy who beats a horse and whips, I have seen a young lady who paints and embroiders, I have seen a rich man who spends a lot of money, I have seen a couple who can't eat and wear, I have seen a dancer with tearful eyes, and I have seen a man who turns around in a dashing manner······

Some of these have been seen before I apprenticed, and I was young and young, so I didn't feel much and didn't think too much.

However, in the process of completing the tasks assigned by the master, when dealing with some of them, he thought a lot.

Some people are enthusiastic and sincere, while others are perfunctory; Some people try to defend it, and some people secretly do it; Some people are in adversity, but they still fight everything they have and do not compromise, and some people live peacefully, but they still have to find fault and entangle, and they do not know how to be satisfied.

More than a month, not too long, not too short, I have met many people, and I am deeply touched in my heart.

The night was deep, and I sat quietly by the window, playing with the tea cup in my hand at will, and quietly looked at everything outside the window.

When I returned to the master and reported the situation to the master, I suddenly realized.

When you go out to practice, you are not only practicing cultivation, but also experience and experience.

The life in the master is too comfortable, and when you really go to the outside world, you need to think carefully about any situation, and you need to have your own consideration and measurement to do anything, and it is not that you can easily cope with any situation as long as you cultivate deeply.

Although it is indeed a holy place for cultivation, it is undeniable that the real holy place of cultivation lies in one's own experience in the outside world.

Sighing softly, he put down the teacup and slowly raised his lips.

"Okay, sigh for what?"

A warm voice came, and the figure of the end appeared in front of the window, clothed in moonlight, with a little mildness in the cold.

Hearing the voice, he suddenly came back to his senses, smiled lightly, and called softly: "Senior brother? ”

"You're out?"

"It's me."

Wan Ya bowed slightly, jumped into the room from the window, came to sit down opposite Duan Ling, stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the green silk of Duan Ling, and said softly: "What's wrong?" Didn't the experience go well? ”

"It's not."

Duan Ling shook his head, tilted his head, and said softly, "This time it went well." ”

"Then what are you sighing for, you are lonely, the young lady warms you with a movie