Yang Yi retracted his divine thoughts, and said to the magic sword: "I won't do anything to you, and don't make trouble for me, when I get to the sea of knowledge, there is no one in this world who can save you, don't force me to be a killer." ”

"Got it......." The magic sword is a little helpless, a misstep into a thousand years of hatred, its last blow is to take away, the result of stealing chickens is not a loss of rice, surrounded by the twelve array flags of the automatic protector, if he is in his heyday, he is naturally not afraid, but now it is really a tiger falling in Pingyang and being bullied by dogs, and now it is good to be able to barely protect himself, the magic sword knows that what Yang Yi said is true, this young man's practice is just the nemesis of his own demonic energy, if he wants to kill it, he only needs to use the three flavors of true fire to constantly calcine himself, one day he will be refined by him, in order to keep his spiritual sense immortal, the magic sword still temporarily gave up the plan to shoot at Yang Yi。

In fact, the magic sword didn't know that Yang Yi was already at the end of the crossbow, and the divine thoughts he could use now were actually so much, even if Yang Yi wanted to kill the demon sword, I am afraid he would not be able to do it.

It was a gamble game, and Yang Yi won.

"Childe..... It's time to eat!" Hearing Xiaohong's voice, Yang Yi withdrew from his divine thoughts, and the twelve array flags were still besieging the magic sword.

Three dishes and one soup, relatively light, because Yang Yi has not eaten for ten days, if he eats too greasy things, he is afraid of damage to his body, so Xiaohong prepared some light ones.

For the current Yang Yi, whether it is greasy or light, it is all delicious, and he has long been hungry.

Like a whirlwind of clouds, Xiaohong looked at Yang Yi who was gobbling up in a daze, and secretly laughed in her heart, this prince's appearance is really a bit vulgar.

Yang Yi also wanted to be elegant, but when a mouthful of porridge entered his stomach, his body automatically began to eat violently, and he now desperately needed nutrition to repair his injuries.

In just a few breaths, Yang Yi swept away the food on the table, touched his still empty stomach, and looked at Xiaohong shyly.

Xiaohong pursed her lips and smiled, and said, "Son, although there is still a lot of food, you still shouldn't eat more at this time, wait a few hours, Xiaohong will naturally continue to take food!"

Yang Yi nodded, he knew that what Xiaohong said was right, even if he gave him the food now, he had to seriously consider whether he needed to continue eating.

After sending Xiaohong away, Yang Yi entered the state of cultivation, and to his surprise, these meals prepared by Xiaohong actually contained some elixirs, which were very beneficial to the injuries of the meridians.

Yang Yi thought it was Xiaohong's credit, but in fact, how could Xiaohong think of this, it was just ordered by one person.

"Hey, boy, your set of exercises is very peculiar, I've never seen it. "The Demon Sword Mind is connected to Yang Yi, and it can sense Yang Yi's practice route, so he spoke.

"You haven't seen much!" Yang Yi said angrily.

"But in my opinion, your set of exercises can't fully meet your needs, your true yuan is very peculiar, some are generally true yuan, and the other is generally a strange power, that is, this power can hurt my body, boy, what kind of power is this!" asked the magic sword curiously.

"Why should I tell you!You're a magic sword!" Yang Yi said with a slight grin.

"Magic sword? hahaha, what is right, what is a demon, since ancient times, the king has been defeated, and when this magic sword kills the world, who else dares to say that I am a demon!"

Yang Yi was silent, he didn't have a pure heart of righteousness and evil, he had come all the way with his heart, although he didn't agree with the words of the magic sword, he didn't object to it.

However, there is a sentence in the magic sword that reminds Yang Yi, that is, what Taiyi Gui Luck Trick absorbs is aura, although his black and white dantian can absorb and transform spiritual power, but this is not a long-term solution, the best way is to find a martial arts exercise of the same level to assist in cultivation, so as to achieve the effect of complementing each other.

"Boy, I have a set of exercises here, are you interested? You only need to take the hearts and minds of 10,000 people to achieve it quickly, are you excited? After you have practiced, you can at least cross a big realm, think about it!" said the magic sword.

"Okay, I refuse!" Yang Yi said without hesitation.

Demon Sword Qi said: "What, aren't you tempted? This set of exercises does not need to be deliberately cultivated, and the more people you kill, the more powerful it will increase." There are so many trouble-saving exercises that you can't find even with a lantern!"

"Keep it for yourself!" Yang Yi said, "If you talk more, I will let you live better than death, and you will be in the calcination of the three-flavor true fire all the time." ”

The magic sword instantly quieted down, just kidding, the three flavors of true fire is the nemesis of demonic energy, it has finally cultivated its spiritual sense, but it doesn't want to be cut off so simply.

In the days to come, Yang Yi's life was very regular, three meals a day, eating, practicing, and eating, living a fairy-like life, under the double stimulation of medicinal diet and Lingyuan, Yang Yi had almost recovered, and Gu Xinyan also came every day, either mocking or intimidating.

Yang Yi also felt helpless, he was seriously injured and had not recovered, he was not Gu Xinyan's opponent at all, once this woman turned her face, it was not herself who suffered hardship, pretend to be cowardly.

Fortunately, although Gu Xinyan appeared every day, she didn't have the slightest intention of doing it, which also made Yang Yi feel slightly strange.

There is always a good day for injuries, time never stops, in the large room, Yang Yi exhaled a turbid breath, raised his hands high, and the bones in his body made a crisp sound.

"The injuries are finally all healed, it's time to go on the road to my real goal! Let's talk to Gu Xinyan, after all, it's someone else's land, so you should always be polite." Yang Yi laughed, got up and asked Xiaohong to find Gu Xinyan, although Xiaohong felt a little strange, but still did what Yang Yi said, and after a while, Gu Xinyan came in a hurry.

"Are you leaving?" Gu Xinyan's expression was a little strange, and she seemed to be a little reluctant.

Yang Yi nodded and said: "Originally, I came out with my own purpose, but I was repeatedly delayed, and now that my injuries have healed, I naturally want to go back on the road." ”

Gu Xinyan's eyes flickered a little, and she muttered, "Yes, okay then!

Yang Yi was slightly stunned, he had prepared a stomach full of words and wanted to say to Gu Xinyan, but now that he didn't use a word, Gu Xinyan left by himself very happily.

"You..... Will you come back?" Unconsciously, Gu Xinyan's voice became a little low, as if the wife was telling her husband something.

"Well, yes, I will definitely come back, if I don't come back, you can go to a place called Xuanji City to find me, that's my secret base, I'll only tell you one person!" With the storage bag, Yang Yi can be said to be able to walk with his feet.

"Okay then, but if you don't dare to come back, you'll die!" Gu Xinyan's words were fierce, but there was a slight smile in her eyes, at least there was a connection between her and him.