"Hmph, Xia Gang Master, please take care of yourself. ”

Although Xia Jie kept saying that he would forget it, this kind of humiliation really stepped on the nameless heart, his face was as cold as frost, and his attitude was no longer as indifferent as before.

"Let's go." Nameless didn't look at Xia Jie, and directly beckoned the ghost tiger to move to the Zhonghua Pavilion, pack up his things and take care of the carriage, and was actually ready to leave now.

Although he was annoyed by Xia Jie's attitude, what he agreed to without a name cannot be changed, since he said that he wanted to accept disciples, he would accept them.

"Helper? What about us? ”

Seeing Xia Jie standing silently, the captain of the guard next to him stepped forward and asked, whether it was nameless or they left first, they always had to act.

Everyone already knew that the next stop was Mobei Gobi, so it was not early this day, and if it was delayed any longer, I was afraid that I would have to sleep in the wilderness at night.

Xia Jie glanced at it, and saw that the miscellaneous servants in the Zhonghua Pavilion were already busy, nodded and ordered: "You divide a team of people and horses, follow the nameless them, as guides, and the rest follow me." ”

"Subordinates obey!" The captain of the guard was immediately pleased.

He is also a clever person, although he sent a team of people back to the world, it seems that he has gone back to enjoy the blessings, in fact, it is the people who have left behind who really benefit.

Because there will only be twelve people in the team, the vigil rotation will be even harder, but this credit falls in the eyes of the gang leader, isn't there more opportunities? When you return to the gang at that time, you may be able to rely on this in exchange for a superior martial art.

"You, you, you...... Go and show them the way. ”

The captain of the guard was like a general, he ordered a few people casually, looking at the mournful expression of the person who was hit, he was in a trance, and he felt that he was in the power of life and death.

“…… Be. The guards who were in the middle of the point saluted aggrievedly, and then turned around and walked silently towards the miscellaneous team of the Zhonghua Pavilion.

Before the captain could enjoy this feeling for a few more moments, he heard Xia Jie's voice in his ears: "Okay, go and fill up the wine." Hit the road. ”

"Yes, helper."

He struck a jerk and hurried to lead his horse to fetch the jug.

To say that this world of "Fengyun" can bring Xia Jie a different feeling, in addition to those familiar plots and not mystical martial arts, this unique drink can be regarded as his favorite.

I don't know if it's due to the difference in the fullness of the aura of heaven and earth, or the problem of this wine-making technique, the taste of this wine is very special.

Although he didn't need to eat or drink, he sometimes felt that something was missing in his mouth, and when he drank a sip of wine in his spare time, he also moistened his tongue and left his mouth fragrant.

Well, this is true, I don't know if it is because he has the power of the five elements in his body, or because of the essence and blood of foreign beasts, or if he still hasn't eaten for a long time, from his mouth to his stomach, there are no microorganisms that exist due to the decomposition of food, and there is no smell.

Maybe the immortals can not eat grains and exhale Ruolan, which is roughly the same reason.

Soon, Xia Jie left with the team, and everything in the Zhonghua Pavilion remained largely the same, but the living utensils and fine soft in it were emptied.

The direction of the two teams of them was different, and the positions they left were also different, so when the nameless group set off, the martial arts people who were looking forward to it outside the attic suddenly realized that the person who was emaciated, with two hair separated and a resolute face, turned out to be dead...... Martial arts myth, nameless!!

Suddenly, the crowd was in an uproar.

After that, the news spread like a storm throughout the martial arts.

……

In the world meeting, King Nie Ren sat on the top spot in the hall, and opposite him was a bronze face.

The air in the hall was very cold, and the surrounding fires were blown to hunt and hunt, but the two people in the field didn't notice it at all, and after a while, Buqing Tiancai hesitated: "Brother Nie, what did the helper say when the flying pigeon came back that day?" Why do you suddenly have to rush to build a batch of blades? ”

“…… Kindness? ”

King Nie Ren was distracted for a moment before he came back to his senses, raised his head and asked, "Brother Qingtian, what did you just say?" ”

Bu Qingtian was not angry, the more wrong Nie Renwang behaved, the greater the doubts in his heart, and he repeated: "The helper sent back a letter that day, you said that you want to forge a batch of blades in the Sword Casting Hall urgently, could it be that something big has happened recently?" ”

"I can't say for sure yet. But if the gang leader can recruit any Dao realm powerhouse to come to the world meeting as he said, then this batch of weapons will be useful. ”

Nie Renwang replied, looking down at the snow drinking knife on his legs, the blue ribbon on the handle of the knife has been replaced, and the blade is also bright as washing, he stroked the snow drinking knife with his hand, but his words were with a hint of detachment, and his expression was erratic.

Bu Qingtian nodded, frowning at Nie Renwang's abnormal state, and didn't know what to say.

He stood up and asked in a muffled voice, "I'm going to see Jingyun and Feng'er, Brother Nie, can we go together?" ”

"Well...... No. King Nie shook his head slightly.

"Alright then, I'll supervise those blades. Brother Nie, if you have anything else, you can always send someone to the Sword Casting Hall to inform me. ”

Bu Qingtian didn't persuade much, after all, his family had his own affairs, and he also knew some gossip about Yan Ying, and after a little guess, it was just that King Nie Ren's heart was not going well these days, and it was no big deal.

As he walked out of the main hall, the farewell voice of King Nie Ren came from inside.

"Brother Qingtian walks slowly."

After speaking, King Nie Ren looked down at the Snow Drinking Knife again, this is already the most action he has done in the past few days, the Snow Drinking Knife has followed him all his life, and it stands to reason that he knows everything about this knife.

He was familiar with every inch of the blade, every slight scar, and every ray of reflected light on the snow drinking knife.

But since an unknown idea was born in his heart two days ago, he became more and more unable to understand the Snow Drink Knife, and even began to feel strange and alienated.

"Snow drink, snow drink...... My Sword, My Word...... Dao Realm Sword Realm, where is it ......?"

Nie Renwang's eyes were confused, and his fingers rubbed back and forth on the blade, but this fastidious blade couldn't hurt a trace of his skin.

In fact, generally speaking, King Nie Ren once had a momentary understanding of his Dao realm.

Two years ago, after he was defeated by Xiongba, the day he watched his beloved woman being taken captive, a crazy killing intent boiled in his heart, and at that time, he vaguely felt this wonderful realm.

But it's a pity that he has endless obsessions in his heart, and he can't let go of Yan Ying and Nie Feng.

Although the Nie family's Bing Heart Technique can suppress thoughts, it can reach the point where the sky is not shocked and the heart is as clear as ice. But there is nothing to do about this love, and this kind of inner confinement is the most difficult to break through.

Therefore, his crazy killing intent that day was suppressed. This is not simply because of the efficacy of the Ice Heart Technique, but more importantly, it is the Nie Ren King himself who suppressed it.

The Dao realm is undoubtedly the most sought after in the life of a martial artist, and it is often the embodiment of their most pinnacle will, if this will is a mad beast, then what kind of martial arts is such a Dao realm?

King Nie knew that this killing intent was not his sword path, it was just the mad blood of the Nie family. If you accept this kind of beast thought, even if you can comprehend the Dao realm, but at that time, he is no longer him, and then he is just a puppet dominated by beast thoughts, a walking corpse.

But regarding the Dao realm, there is no way forward.

This is the most intuitive embodiment of King Nie Ren's heart now, what is the Dao realm, this question has been bothering him, and he can't figure it out.

At this moment, Bu Qingtian had already come to the martial arts arena in the back mountain, he didn't bother Erxiao, but instead copied his arms, hid on the side of the stone Buddha at the stone road entrance, and looked inside.

"Senior Brother Yun, you Laipi! Obviously said that he would test the legs of the wind god, why did you hit me with a cloud palm again!! ”

Nie Feng's little face was imprinted with a little dust, and he was standing up with a face full of shame, patting the dust on his body, and the pure white robe was full of black palm prints, which was extremely embarrassing.

In front of him, Bu Jingyun was looking up slightly and looking up ahead, but there were also a lot of stains on his body, looking like that, it turned out to be small footprints, and there were still some bloody scabs on his nose, which seemed to be the remnants of nosebleeds.

"Senior Brother Feng, Senior Brother is teaching you not to believe your opponent's words." Bu Jingyun had a nosebleed and looked proud.

Hearing Bu Jingyun's words, Nie Feng was suddenly angry, his nose was slightly sore, his eyes were a little red, and he stomped his feet and scolded: "It's obviously you Laipi!" It's time to practice the wind god leg today, if you can't beat me, I'll use the cloud palm. Hmph, when I practiced the cloud palm yesterday, I, I didn't use the ...... of the wind god's legs! ”

"Ahem."

Bu Jingyun's face couldn't hold back, and he rubbed his nose, the kick just now was really ...... This wind god leg, he really can't play Nie Feng!

But seeing that Nie Feng was about to cry, he hurriedly persuaded: "Okay, okay, it's a big deal, I'll tie my hands, I don't need to pai yun palm!" ”

"You promise!" Nie Feng said angrily, obviously not believing him.

Bu Jingyun hesitantly looked at the dried blood stains on the back of his hand, and then looked up at Nie Feng, in fact, when it came to this matter, he really didn't take care of it.

He was almost kicked in the nose by Nie Feng's Fengshen leg just now, but in this hurry, he violated the rules and used the cloud palm to ...... This naturally caught Nie Feng off guard again, which is why he was so ashamed.

"Shhh

Bu Jingyun thought about it, and did not make a guarantee, but raised his little hand, but he suddenly tore off a long strip on the hem of his clothes.

He walked up and handed it to Nie Feng, and said with a pout, "Come on, tie my hands, I won't need it now." ”

"Hey, hey, good!" Nie Feng instantly burst into laughter, and happily tied Bu Jingyun's hands together.

"These two little guys."

Looking at the farce scene on the field, Bu Qingtian couldn't cry or laugh, and he didn't mean to step forward to stop it.

Although the two of them feed each other moves, it is inevitable that they will be injured, but at this moment, the wind and clouds are still small, and the moves they use are just in the form of tools, and the strength is not abundant. Moreover, they have unconsumed blood bodhi in their bodies to nourish their bodies, and this mere contusion is not a cause for concern at all.