Under a barren mountain cliff, the waterfall hanging down from the cliff has dried up, and a chatter and laughter in an apricot yellow robe sits by the waterhole.

On a stone in front of Tan Xiao, there was a piece of rice paper, and a wolf pen stained with full ink was caught in Tan Xiao's hand, and on the rice paper, Tan Xiao seemed to be carefully and carefully depicting something.

At this time, when I approached Tan Xiao's body, I could clearly see that on the rice paper, Tan Xiao was drawn with a wolf pen, but it was a flying sword.

It's just a pity that Tan Xiao doesn't seem to be proficient in painting, and the wolf pen in his hand is swaying, and the flying sword drawn is crooked, which is extremely ugly.

"Haha, this flying sword is finally drawn."

Looking at the ugly flying sword drawn by himself on the rice paper in front of him, not only was he not ashamed, but seemed to be very proud of his "masterpiece".

As he spoke, he put aside the wolf pen in his hand, talked and laughed and picked up the rice paper with both hands, and casually motioned to the other two people around him.

At this moment, in addition to talking and laughing, there were two people sitting next to the pool.

A young man dressed in a cyan robe and tied in a monk's bun looked like he was only in his twenties.

The other is wearing the official uniform of a military general of the imperial court, with a mustache, middle-aged appearance, a capable expression, full temples, and a radiant spirit!

At this moment, these two people sat opposite each other in front of Tan Xiao, and it was surprising that the young Taoist priest looked at the military general opposite with a look of contempt and disdain.

This young Taoist priest is Zhiqiu Yiye. And this middle-aged man wearing the official uniform of the imperial court is the father of Fu Qingfeng, who is responsible for escorting the prisoners of the imperial court. Zuo Qianhu, the former secretary of the military department, is the number one martial arts master in the imperial court!

Zhiqiu Yiye chased and killed the ghost king, met Zuo Qianhu on the road, Zuo Qianhu mistakenly thought that Zhiqiu Yiye was blocking the road and robbing people, and the two sides fought fiercely, these seem to be no different from the original plot.

But then, it's completely different from the original plot. Tan Xiao intervened to stop them, defeated both of them, and then forced them. Come here and see yourself sitting on the edge of the waterhole, drawing flying swords with a wolf pen dipped in ink.

"Zhiqiu, look, how is my flying sword drawing? Isn't it a bit of the taste and style of the Shushan Immortal Sword? ”

Holding the "flying sword" he drew in his hand, he asked Zhiqiu Yiye with interest in his smile.

Hear the words of laughter. Subconsciously. Zhiqiu Yiye leaned his head and stepped forward to take a look, and the moment he saw the crooked flying sword, he couldn't help it, Zhiqiu Yiye snorted and laughed directly,

"Hahahaha, you drew this flying sword?! I thought you were drawing a snake! I thought I was ugly enough to paint, but if I didn't, you were even uglier than I did! This is distorted. Return the wind bones of the Shushan Immortal Sword?! Hahaha! ”

While laughing while looking at the ink strokes on Tan Xiao's hand, Zhiqiu smiled and smiled. Laughing, it seems that even tears are about to burst out of laughter.

"You can't teach a child."

Looking at Zhiqiu Yiye's laughter, he seemed to be a little annoyed, and he shook his head with a cold smile.

Then he took the words in his hand, and asked Zuo Qianhu again,

"Zhiqiu, this shaft has no knowledge, Qianhu, you have rich experience, what do you think of the flying sword I painted?"

"This, since that's the case, you're welcome."

Watching Tan Xiao hand over the rice paper, Zuo Qianhu was slightly stunned, but then said politely, and then took the rice paper.

As a result, after the rice paper, he just took a look at it for the first time, looking at the crooked "flying sword" on the rice paper, Zuo Qianhu was also stunned for a moment, with a slightly embarrassed look on his face.

"This"

"Qianhu, please take a closer look."

Zuo Qianhu didn't finish speaking, he smiled slightly, and said again.

Hearing the words of laughter, Zuo Qianhu hesitated slightly, and then held the rice paper in his hand, carefully examined his eyes, these two eyes went up, it seemed that he finally saw something, Zuo Qianhu's eyes suddenly widened!!

"This sword!! What a flying sword!! ”

After the two things, it seemed to come from the heart, Zuo Qianhu suddenly exclaimed!!

"What?! You really saw the flying sword?!! ”

Hearing Zuo Qianhu's exclamation that seemed to come from the heart, Zhiqiu Yiye's heart moved, with a suspicious expression on his face, but he also came up, as if he wanted to take another look.

But it's a pity that when he came up with these two eyes, what he saw seemed to be only the crooked "flying sword", and there was still no surprise at all about the rest.

"You are not good at swordsmanship, you are not good at the art of flying swords, you practice the way of art, spells, and runes, so you naturally can't see what way this flying sword is, on the contrary, although Zuo Qianhu does not know the method, but daily martial arts, he naturally understands the truth of swordsmanship, and the way of flying sword and sword, although it is beyond the ordinary swordsmanship, it is also based on this, and the two naturally have a common truth."

Looking at Zhiqiu Kazuha as if he wanted to distinguish with force, but he couldn't see anything, he smiled and explained so.

"Cut, what! It's amazing to know how to make it!! My Kunlun faction also has a powerful sword technique, but I haven't had time to learn it yet, this time when I go back, I must pick a powerful sword art to learn! ”

His face was slightly red, but then, Zhiqiu Yiye made an expression of no concern and no concern at all.

"Hehe, if that's the case, then I look forward to your swordsmanship's mastery, and when the time comes, I can learn from you in swordsmanship."

Looking at Zhiqiu Yiye, Tan Xiao glanced at him with an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, with an inexplicable meaning in his tone, and then turned his head and looked at Zuo Qianhu again,

"Qianhu, you see that since my flying sword is powerful, then, with this flying sword, can I subdue the great demon who plagues the world and save the fate of the world?!"

Inexplicably, Tan Xiao suddenly asked with a solemn expression and tone.

"This?! The Master's words are unfathomable, please forgive me for not understanding them. ”

Looking at the tone and expression of Tan Xiao's sudden solemnity, Zuo Qianhu was stunned for a moment, but it was a little bit of a puzzled monk.

"Hehe, it's okay if Qianhu doesn't understand, soon, Qianhu will understand."

Inexplicably, with a little unfathomable taste, Tan Xiao said to Zuo Qianhu, after finishing speaking, Tan Xiao took back the rice paper with one hand, and then the other hand suddenly brushed the rice paper lightly.

At this moment, accompanied by the action of talking and laughing lightly brushing the rice paper, it was unbelievable that on the rice paper, the crooked flying sword suddenly trembled, although the flying sword depicted in black ink moved more and more, and the amazing sword qi rose to the sky, and then on the rice paper, an inky black flying sword rushed up to the sky, going straight to the northwest!

"The grass rune sword outlines the ink flying sword, borrows the ten thousand swords of the Shushan Road to return to the sect, and swings it thousands of miles away, with this sword to punish the demons and help the common people!" (To be continued......)