Long Qingyun sat next to Zhang Yang's sword soul, babbling in his mouth, saying something that made Zhang Yang inexplicable. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The life of our martial arts cultivators can be said to be short, or it can be said to be long, but in the end, it will always be lonely. Especially when you reach a certain height, when you see your friends, your brothers and sisters, your lovers all die of old age, and you are the only one left to live in the world. At that time, you will find that only this land in this world will live with you, you will cherish this land that gave birth to you and raised you, you will find that this is your root, and your soul accompanies it day and night!! but ......"

Suddenly, an extremely fierce aura burst out from Long Qingyun's body, with a sky-high hatred.

"But what if one day, some outsiders come to our hometown without warning...... The slaughter began, humans and spirit beasts were destroyed, trees were uprooted, rivers were cut off, mountains collapsed, the earth was torn apart, and the world was completely destroyed! As the strongest man in this land, what would you do? Boy, you say, what would you do?"

Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment, and just about to answer, Long Qingyun, who was sitting in his mind, flew up and rushed up directly, roaring up and down in Zhang Yang's mind.

"Of course, kill, kill, kill, kill all the invaders, return peace to this world, and restore peace to our hometown!"

The flamboyant phantom on the sword soul looked at the crazy Long Qingyun in a daze, and snorted twice in his throat, but he didn't say anything after all.

Long Qingyun's remnant soul yelled in Zhang Yang's mind for a while, and then flew directly above Zhang Yang's sword soul in a whirlwind, staring at Zhang Yang with two big copper bell-like eyes.

"Zhang boy, you are still young now, and you have supreme luck and the opportunity to defy the sky, what you have to do now is to practice hard! Boy, the future of the heaven-given continent can only rely on you, we have become history after all, even if you can help me get out of trouble in the future, I'm afraid it won't help you much, it will be your turn to protect this world in the future!!

Zhang Yang finally found an opportunity to interject and hurriedly spoke.

"Old Dragon, what do you mean by that? And you seem to know what that giant beast is in the cold pool? Tell me, tell me what to do???

Long Qingyun shook his head again and again, and then stared at Zhang Yang's eyes, "Boy, knowing so much now won't do you any good, it will only bring you endless pressure and burden." You just need to know how to practice hard, and when you have the strength you need, you will know everything you want to know!!"

After Long Qingyun said this, he directly turned around and flew into the essence blood, no matter how Zhang Yang called behind him, he didn't respond.

Long Qingyun's words made Zhang Yang really a little confused, and after thinking about it again, Zhang Yang decided not to think about what Long Qingyun said for the time being, and concentrate on cultivation. Long Qingyun has a saying that is right, only when he has the strength he should have, all the secrets of this time will be revealed in front of his eyes.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Yang regrouped his mood, quickly caught up with the few people in front of him, and hurried towards the bottom of the mountain.

It is often said that it is easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down, which is for ordinary mortals, but for a martial artist like Zhang Yang, no matter how rugged and difficult the mountain road is, it is like walking on the ground under their feet.

In addition, Zhang Yang's injuries healed, and everyone no longer cared about Zhang Yang, and they all used their best to leave the remnants of the road in the mountains and forests, sweeping over the mountain paths like the wind.

When everyone returned to the sword spirit's residence, Dongfang had a white belly, and the sky was just dawning, and Bing Lingzi went to return to the pavilion master Chen Lei, while the others separated after saying goodbye one by one.

Zhang Yang said goodbye to everyone, returned to his residence in the sword spirit, and fell asleep, during this period of time, Zhang Yang can be said to have exhausted his mental strength.

From the beginning of entering the Ancient Sword Forest, he has always been nervous, either to prevent the sneak attack of the martial cultivators, or to guard against other dangers in the Ancient Sword Forest. In addition, he was seriously injured in a series of battles later, although he recovered from his injuries in the cold pool, but he encountered a mysterious giant beast again, which brought a great impact to Zhang Yang's psychology.

It can be said that after some experience, when Zhang Yang returned to the sword spirit's residence and really relaxed, there was a strong sense of tiredness, and Zhang Yang naturally would not bother to do anything again.

This night, Zhang Yang slept for a day and a night, and when Zhang Yang woke up again, it was already early in the morning of the next day.

I washed up well, changed into clean and refreshing clothes, and then had a beautiful meal. Zhang Yangcai finally found that he seemed to have a feeling of being a human being again.

Turning around at the sword spirit place, the shouting voices of the sword spirit disciples fighting in pairs were so familiar, and the sword spirit disciples who were familiar with each other greeted Zhang Yang from a distance. All this made Zhang Yang's heart feel a little moved, in the sword spirit, Zhang Yang found a sense of home, everyone here is like his own brother, and the whole sword spirit is like an inseparable whole.

"I will never let anything destroy the grass and trees of the Sword Pavilion Sword Spirit!I will never !!" Thinking of the giant beast deep under his feet, Zhang Yang clenched his fists suddenly, secretly swearing in his heart.

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Zhang Yang also went to find Zhao Dewei and others, but they all took the task and went out, not in the Sword Pavilion, and Zhang Yang could only leave with regret.

He also wanted to go and see Jiang Wen's little fat man and Uncle Bao, but considering that his identity is more sensitive now, if he is seen by someone with a heart, it may bring them disadvantage, so he dispelled this idea in his heart.

After returning to the Sword Spirit, Zhang Yang didn't stay for much time, and the Pavilion Master's words were still in his ears. Now, time is more important to Zhang Yang than anything else.

Simply packed up, Zhang Yang didn't tell anyone, and prepared to leave the Sword Pavilion secretly......

In the mountains behind the Sword Pavilion, Zhang Yang wore a broken hat on his head, his body was draped in the gray linen clothes worn by ordinary peasant families, and he stepped on a pair of freshly knitted straw shoes under his feet, his face was stained, but only his eyes were still clear and bright.

With the help of the wooden stick in his hand, Zhang Yangshen walked on the mountain path with one shallow foot, looking like a farmer who had been walking on the mountain road for a long time.

After walking for a long time, Zhang Yang straightened up and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Suddenly, Zhang Yang's heart jumped, his face changed sharply, his body rolled on the grass next to him and quickly stood up, the vitality in his body rolled, and he looked vigilantly at a big tree not far ahead.

"Yes, yes, I finally didn't insult the teachings of the young elders, and I didn't insult the reputation of our sword spirits......" An old voice came from the front, and then I saw a few figures flickering, and there was already a person standing in front of Zhang Yang.

"Ahh