Before dawn, Yang Su got up from the bed, picked up the heavy sword, walked out of the house, ran to the top of the back mountain, found a fairly flat rock to sit down, and breathed in the qi. Although the aura of heaven and earth in this world is exhausted, concentrating and calming the mind and cultivating one's self is a compulsory course for cultivators, and Yang Su has always maintained this habit, just like the ritual of sacrificing to the gods, knowing that it will not have any effect, all he asks for is peace of mind.

After a long time, Yang Su raised his eyes and looked at the clouds in the sky, estimating that the hour had come, so he got up and took a breath, jumped down from the top of the mountain, and was about to land, when he was about to land, he used his spiritual power to lift upward, and wanted to unload the power of falling, but his cultivation was too low, and he still fell heavily on the ground, if it wasn't for the strong body, he would inevitably be seriously injured.

The truth of this luck is similar to that of Edgeworth, if it is in the Nether Realm, the heaven and earth are full of spiritual energy, and it is common for Edgeworth to travel thousands of miles, but this fairy sword world can only rely on the spiritual power in his dantian, like a drop in the bucket, with his humble Taoism, it is impossible to do it.

The reason why Yang Su took the risk was also to train himself in the use of spiritual power. Yang Daocheng completely subverted his understanding of Tiangang Zhengyang's swordsmanship, saying that this kind of heavy sword technique of the strongest and most yang cannot be taken lightly, and if it comes out, it will kill, and the thirty-six styles will be turned into one move, locking the qi machine to avoid it, and then all the spiritual power in the dantian will be beaten out.

Of course, it is very difficult to turn the thirty-six styles into one move, and it is impossible for Yang Su to do it at present, this is not a simple matter of comprehension, but it requires strong strength as the basis for implementation. However, the idea of the heavy sword technique to instantly beat all the spiritual power out is unchanged, even if the thirty-six styles are disassembled and used, it should be so, if this cannot be done, then the Tiangang Zhengyang sword technique he used is just a street showmanship.

Yang Su struggled to get up and meditated on the spot to recuperate his breath, but the spiritual power in the jue dantian was gurgling, and then this spiritual power traveled through the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and the limbs and eight bones were stretched, his body was not a mortal body, so he recovered very quickly, and after a while, the injured body was unharmed.

The breakfast was held on the cloud platform in the center of Nameless Village, and this is also the place where Nameless arranged tasks for everyone. The messenger of the ink crow, a black paper kite, flew up to the cloud platform from the wilderness and was twisted between the fingers of the nameless hand. The news in the Great Wilderness, no matter how big or small, was sent to the nameless in this way, and if there was something unusual about these news, someone had to be sent to investigate.

Therefore, it is rare for the people in the village to be leisurely, most of the time they are running in the wilderness, Yang Su and a dozen other teenagers are still unable to stand alone, or follow their respective masters, and sometimes take on some simple tasks. Hu Mian and Zhuge Qi took charge of the internal affairs of the village, with a few apprentices, morning and evening were alchemy and farming, they were not action personnel, and they rarely went to Yuntai to discuss matters.

The breakfast banquet was quiet as usual, Yang Su sat down opposite Zhao Manying, and there were only two people in the top position, Master and Nameless. Nameless is still smiling, he takes the initiative to greet people when he sees them, at first, Yang Su and others have a good impression of him, but now that it is gone, no one wants to be greeted by him, how enthusiastic he is, how difficult the things he is about to face will be.

There was a pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table in front of Yang Daocheng, leaning down to outline, Yang Su secretly glanced at it, it seemed to be the ink painting of the characters, he didn't know that the master still had this hobby, which was very incompatible with his rough image.

Nameless Village is not an isolated hermit paradise, but a gathering place of blood-licking monsters. Nameless's current smiling face makes Yang Su's scalp tingle, but fortunately, the master is still there, at least he doesn't have to go into the wilderness alone, although this master is also cold-blooded enough and always releases himself, but the strength is there, and there is nothing unfair.

On the long and low table in front of him were the grains and vegetables, melons and fruits, pills, etc., which had been prepared long ago, as well as a pot of wine, all of which were the spiritual things of the Nameless Village's specialty, and they were as rich as the feast of the immortals in the Nine Heavens, but they lacked the singing and dancing of Xian'e, and the cultivation and embellishment of Xianle.

The most nostalgic thing in the nameless village must be this morning feast, which not only has fine workmanship and excellent taste, but also can directly improve people's cultivation, and the effect is immediate. They had relied on the spirit stone before, how could they have such a wonderful experience? After Yang Su enjoyed it, he felt that the spiritual power in the dantian was a little stronger.

Seeing that Yang Su finished eating, Nameless took out a letterhead from his bosom and said with a smile: "Three hundred miles south of Nameless Village, there is a small village, and the two of you will send this letter to the village chief of that village. ”

Yang Su took the letterhead and got off the cloud platform with Zhao Manying, this simple task of sending a letter was just right for them young people who were not highly cultivated, and the two of them naturally had no doubts. If they had seen Yang Daocheng's very ugly expression before leaving, maybe they wouldn't have thought it so simple.

After Yang Daocheng finished painting, he put away the scroll.

Nameless wanted to watch it, but it didn't succeed, and I felt very disappointed. He asked with a smile: "I haven't seen you paint in the past few hundred years, why did you suddenly awaken your talent?"

Yang Daocheng ignored him, just looked at the two people who were traveling south from the village worriedly, and said angrily: "You obviously know that there has been an accident in the village, why do you still ask the two of them to deliver the letter, the danger in this is really unpredictable." ”

"I am an old monster who has lived for more than 2,000 years, and I am very accurate in seeing people, your apprentice Yang Su is not simple, he is the same as you and me, he is a chess piece thrown by Haotian in this world, but in Haotian's heart, his value is much more important. Nameless sighed rarely, such a topic obviously made him depressed, and he didn't vomit unhappily, "Why has this world developed to this point, you and I are very clear in our hearts, in the rules of the mixed element, three corpses can be enlightened without beheading, which is actually ridiculous." And Haotian coerced the living beings, and the preaching of the Tao all depended on his mind, which was also breathless. ”

When Yang Daocheng saw the Heavenly Dao, he had already guessed eight or nine points, and when he said it from the nameless mouth, this matter was undoubted, and he lamented: "This is the chess game of the sage, he gently threw us on the chessboard, let us struggle and fight, and quietly waited for the end of the day." ”

"Yang Su is the key chess piece sent by Haotian to crack the chess game, once that sword is finally formed, the world will recognize his rules, under the pressure of the heavenly sword, even if we don't turn into powder, I'm afraid that we will become inhuman and ghostly. ”

"We can't easily destroy that sword, this is the only hope, maybe Yang Su can go his own way. After all, you've been searching for two thousand years and haven't been able to find the Dao of the Mixed Yuan, maybe his Dao has long since dissipated. ”

Nameless smiled: "Maybe I'm too obsessed, but fortunately, the true nature of the world exists in the outer heavens, and the emperors are not the ultimate masters, so we still have hope." I asked Yang Su to do this, just to let him know more about the world, if he can really take on the big responsibility, he will definitely be able to overcome all difficulties and get out of his own way. ”

"What about Zhao Manying, why did you put her in danger?"

"So what you really care about is her? ”

"I had forgotten what she looked like, and it was only after I saw this girl that I remembered it again. ”

"She, your wife in the nether?"

Yang Daocheng nodded.

"Then I don't understand, if you are sentient, why bother to break into this unknown world alone. If you are ruthless, how can you not let go of the red dust? Do you say that you are merciful or ruthless?"

"People always have to make choices, no matter how difficult they are. Yang Daocheng looked up at the sky and sighed, "Besides, I didn't expect that this was a dead end with no turning back." ”

"Although I still don't understand it, don't worry, that Zhao Manying is not an ordinary person, she has a devil in her heart, I hope this trip can expel the devil in her heart. ”