In the night sky, the stars are shining brightly, and the cold moon is hanging high.

The Heavenly Dao Holy Maiden Cang Qingyue stepped on the floating clouds, thought for a thousand miles, and finally fell on an arched bridge.

On one side of the bridge is a wild slope, the grass has withered yellow, and on the other side is a bluestone road, winding and rugged.

At the end of the road, there is a stone square erected high, with three big characters written on it - Lianrong Town.

The familiar sword aura just now rose from here, and although it disappeared quickly, it was enough to help her locate it.

Who else can cut out such a magnificent sword qi, except for Chen Feng, the little white face who doesn't understand Fengyue?

She chased through the three mountains and five mountains, exhausted half of her spiritual energy, and finally found it.

"Hmph, stinky man, look how you escaped from my palm!"

She sneered and walked into the town, making her way through the dark alleys according to the location she remembered from before.

At the same time, in the second entrance of the town governor's compound.

Ying Wuqiu, who was immersed in meditation, was awakened by the sword qi in the backyard, and suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the sword light that had not yet dissipated, and was shocked.

What kind of kendo can come into the world like the light of heaven?

What kind of sword intent can shock the sky?

Majestic, vast, magnificent, and arrogant, although the sword only appeared for a moment, it had an incomparable aura.

Especially when the sword intent falls, it seems to carry the world, making the stars and the moon lose their color.

Although Ying Wuqiu himself is also a sword cultivator, he can't help but have a sense of surrender in front of this sword.

This is the real sword, the truly noble sword, and the avenue that sword cultivation needs to pursue all his life!

"You stay here, don't let anyone approach, I'll go and have a look in the back!"

Sheng Jing's disciple immediately clenched his fists: "Obey!" ”

Ying Wuqiu's eyes lit up with a fierce desire, and he immediately lifted his Dao sword and rushed into the third advance quickly.

There must be a passing kendo sage in the courtyard, and if you can get his guidance, you will definitely be able to step into the immeasurable realm!

At that time, he will become the first person in the younger generation, and there is no one!

Bailu Qianhe and Faye, who are as famous as themselves, will be left far behind by themselves.

"The younger generation Shengjing Xianmen should not ask for anything, ask the seniors to give them a sword!"

"The younger generation Shengjing Xianmen should not ask for anything, ask the seniors to give them a sword!"

"The younger generation Shengjing Xianmen should not ask for anything, ask the seniors to give them a sword!"

Ying Wuqiu came to the courtyard of the third entrance, fell to his knees with a pop, and then shouted three times in a row, and his tone was extremely pious.

"The younger generation has been called a sword idiot since he was a child, and he has been obsessed with sword cultivation for more than 20 years, smelling the chicken and dancing, not daring to have the slightest slackness, and the heart of the sword can be seen by the sun and the moon!"

"When I saw the sword just now, I admired it and asked my predecessors to give me some advice!"

“……”

"Ask the seniors for the sword!"

After a long time, there was a sound of footsteps at the door.

You should be overjoyed, but you still haven't looked up to show your respect.

At that time, Chen Feng and Dong Yan walked out one after another, looking at the people kneeling in front of them in amazement.

"Senior brother, what are you doing? Why kneel here? ”

Ying Wuqiu raised his head and got up, and couldn't help but be a little dazed: "Senior sister, what about the kendo senior just now, I want to find him to learn swords!" ”

"Kendo senior?" Dong Yan frowned, then looked at Chen Feng, "Oh, you mean ......"

"He's gone, and he's flying out from here."

Before she could finish speaking, Chen Feng *** interrupted her words first.

Dong Yan was slightly stunned, looked at him thoughtfully, and immediately understood what Chen Feng meant, so he also nodded.

Ying Wuqiu frowned: "Gone?" Which direction, I'm going to chase! ”

"There is no direction, just stepping on the sword and going straight to the sky, all the way up."

“……”

"Flying?"

"I don't know."

Ying Wuqiu lowered his head and pondered for a moment, his face gradually becoming gloomy.

He actually missed a God-given opportunity and missed the sword sage.

How so? Such a great opportunity may be the only time in life.

No, don't give up!

Ying Wuqiu raised his eyes and looked at Chen Feng, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Senior sister, you go back first, I have something to talk to this little brother about." ”

"Why? Can't I listen to it? ”

"It's a matter between men."

Dong Yan's eyes lit up: "I'm most interested in things between men!" ”

"Be obedient, if you have the need to know, Senior Brother will tell you."

"Oh, then you guys hurry up and talk, I still have something to ask him."

Ying Wuqiu smiled slightly: "Don't worry, you can go back and rest first." ”

Dong Yan glanced at Chenfeng, opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but thought that there would be a chance later, so he returned to the room without saying anything.

Something between men?

Strongman locks men?

Chen Feng's face couldn't help but change, and he immediately retreated to the door frame.

"You, come with me."

"I have no interest in men."

Ying Wuqiu narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "If you want to come, you will come, where did you come from so much nonsense?" ”

“……”

Chen Feng frowned slightly, and suddenly sensed a trace of anger from the other party's body.

This guy can't be angry because he can't find a master, and he wants to find someone to get angry, right?

He has thin arms and thin legs, but he can't withstand his tossing.

But...... He really wanted to know what this guy was going to do, because there was obviously something bad in his eyes, and it didn't seem like a good thing.

After thinking for a moment, Chen Feng nodded, raised his feet and followed.

One after the other, the two of them walked through the compound and came to the house in the most remote corner of the second entrance.

Subsequently, a disciple who came to serve lit an oil lamp for him, and then hurriedly retreated, leaving only Chen Feng and Ying Wusu.

"Did you just see that sword?" Ying Wuqiu sat in a chair and looked at him.

Chen Feng nodded: "The door is open, I just happened to see it." ”

"What did the seniors use their swords in the courtyard for?"

"I don't know, I just know that the fairy in the room had a very painful expression at that time, but after the old man took out the sword, she was fine."

Chen Feng was talking nonsense, half-truths and half-falsehoods, mixed together, and said it from beginning to end.

Ying Wuqiu nodded after listening, and gradually fell into deep thought.

Sure enough, the seniors were to help the junior sister suppress the immortal beast divine soul, so he made a sword here.

To be able to control the sword to such an extent, that senior's kendo realm is probably higher than he imagined.

If he had known that this was the case, he should not have left his junior sister in order to seize the time to practice, so that he would definitely be able to seize this opportunity.

It's a pity that such a perfect sword was looked at by a scholar who didn't know anything, which was a waste.

But it didn't matter, he had a way to let himself see everything the scholar saw, including the sword that soared into the sky.

I think that even if I can't find a kendo sage, I should be able to understand it by imitating the sword just now, and I will benefit immensely.

"Come here, come to me, I have something to tell you."

"Say what?"

"I'll come over when I call you, and ask so many questions because you want to die?"

Ying Wuqiu secretly gathered the aura at his fingertips, looked at him with a cold expression, and his tone was not allowed to refuse at all.

Chen Feng sneered in his heart, taking in these small actions.

Want to use soul searching on yourself? This guy's heart is really vicious.

In this world, except for the powerhouses of the God Realm, who can use the soul searching technique without harming people's lives, other martial cultivators who are not in the realm can do it.

But if they want to forcibly search for souls, they can succeed, but the people who are searched for souls will be stupid for the rest of their lives even if they don't die.

"It's a waste that you call the name Ying Wuqiu, it should be called Everything."