All this happened too suddenly, Chongtian and the old swordsman only had a few rounds and ended with Chongtian being cut in half, and the double defense was not a level at all.

The huge shock caused passers-by to stop and want to see what was going on.

However, the morning fog in Yangcheng is the thickest in the whole of Yangzhou, and when the sun does not rise, the morning fog will only become more and more dense with time.

Therefore, people can only hear a loud bang, accompanied by thick smoke, and look in their direction, but they can never see what is happening.

Vaguely, I could feel that a few people with good aura were approaching here.

The old swordsman put his sword into the sheath, turned his head to look at Yang Yi who was panting, something seemed to flash in his eyes, and said softly: "This place is not suitable for a long time, are you willing to go with me, I may know a little bit about the secrets of your body." ”

Yang Yi was stunned, his eyes tightened, and unbelievable emotions spread all over his cheeks, staring at the old swordsman tightly, and said tremblingly: "You...... Do you really know?"

The old swordsman didn't answer, but walked his steps, moving his old body, and gradually turned into a phantom in Yang Yi's field of vision, leaving Yang Yi messy in the rain.

"Is what he said true?" Yang Yi kept repeating this sentence in his heart, and the decadence of six years had polished Yang Yi's original sharpness to the ground.

The ridicule of countless people and the expulsion of the clansmen made Yang Yi accustomed to the kind of life trampled under his feet, and when Yang Yi first heard that he knew a little about his body, he couldn't believe it, or rather, he didn't have the ability to believe it.

Yang Yi didn't know what was going on in his body, but he longed to know that this disaster that had accompanied him since birth to the present, maybe only in this way could Yang Yi truly die without regrets.

Yang Yi's face was slightly gloomy, his teeth clenched his lips, and he kept trembling, as if he was deciding something.

Today's life was saved by the old swordsman, if it weren't for the old swordsman, he might have died at the hands of the traitor. If the old swordsman wanted to harm him, Yang Yi had no reason to resist, the old swordsman just took back his things.

But the swordsman in front of him, who looked a little old with a slightly old back, was the first person in Yang Yi's history to say these words in front of him, so what did he know?

What is it all about?

In just a few breaths, Yang Yi raised his eyes, there was something more in his eyes, he did his best to lift his heavy feet, and took a step forward, maybe this step can completely change Yang Yi's fate.

......

In a teahouse somewhere in Yangcheng, a scholar in a cyan robe held a roll of bamboo slips in one hand and a brown teapot in the other, slowly poured down and poured a cup of tea with a strange fragrance.

Then he picked it up, took a sip, put it on the table, frowned, and savored the subtlety of the tea.

It's very pleasant.

The scholar's clear eyes, unconsciously looking out of the window that had dispersed the morning mist, his body suddenly stiffened, and there was a sharpness in his eyes, and he slowly put down the bamboo slip in his hand, and a voice came out of his mouth that could only be heard by himself: "Things are troublesome again......

After that, his eyes swept out of the window casually, and he saw a black shadow hidden backwards and disappeared.

"It seems that we have to do it as soon as possible. The scholar said in his heart, with a palm in his hand, there was no breath emanating from the palm, but a white jade appeared in the blink of an eye, and on this jade, there was a figure, and if you look closely, it is Chongtian.

His eyes were slightly closed, and he slowly opened his eyes after half a ring, and he didn't know when there was an extra folding fan in his hand, and after shaking it slightly, he said with a smile: "I never thought that there would also be a five-vein sword venerable in this Yang City, so I had to pay a little attention to it, it's really a headache." The scholar stroked his forehead, revealing a look of embarrassment.

"Search the whole city, grasp the movements of this Sword Venerable, and wait until a month later, we will settle this account. ”

Immediately afterwards, two white jades appeared out of thin air again in his hands, above the white jade, two different figures could be vaguely seen, the scholar's idea was transmitted into the white jade, only to see the two figures in the white jade nodded slightly, the white jade dissipated, and the scholar picked up the bamboo slip again and read it carefully.

And the black shadow not far away from the window resurfaced in the darkness, and his cold eyes were firmly fixed on the scholar, not to be neglected in the slightest.

......

A ray of sunlight disperses the thick morning mist, shining on the vast Yangcheng, and then gradually, the dense fog dissipates, Yangcheng is majestic like a mountain and continues to rise, the ancient and vicissitudes of life are diffused, this is the spirit of being the central city of Yangzhou.

Yangcheng covers an area of nearly 10,000 meters, and when the sun shines on the earth, there are constantly light and shadows in the sky above Yangcheng, as well as a steady stream of merchant ships entering and leaving.

Yangcheng is the capital of commerce, as the center of the entire landform of Tianhua Realm, almost all the commercial goods in the region will pass through Yangcheng, which is one of the reasons why Yangcheng can develop so majestically.

Hard power Yang Cheng is also indispensable.

Nearly 100 colleges stand in all corners of Yangcheng, and there are many ancient families behind them as talent training, and after entering the academy, they once again show their ambitions and contribute to the Tianhua world.

Of course, there are many colleges, and the top ten colleges that really have the right to speak are the top ten top colleges, and the first on the list is Green College, which is even able to directly govern the Yangcheng royal family and participate in foreign affairs when necessary.

It's just that no matter how prosperous Yang City is, such a huge city area can't be exhaustive, for example, this courtyard in front of Yang Yi and the old swordsman.

Yang Yi saw the old swordsman standing in front of the courtyard door with his hands in his hands, raising his dim eyes, and only then did he see his true face.

Although the gate of the courtyard is quite ornate, the door is already covered with dust, and a gust of wind blows through the dust, and the fallen leaves are stacked on the ground, which looks particularly desolate.

The old swordsman raised his feet and entered, but found that Yang Yi seemed to be a little hesitant, and chuckled: "Don't worry, this is a place that I have spent all my time to find in the depths, and I have a spiritual pattern around it, and it will be fine." ”

Yang Yi was silent, but still followed the old swordsman into the courtyard.

In this courtyard, it is even more desolate, the roof beams are covered with cobwebs, a thick layer of dust is spread on the ground, although there is a rockery in the middle of the courtyard, but the river has dried up, and the mountain is wrapped in vines, except for the table and stool on one side that looks very clean, and should have been placed there later.

The old swordsman took the long sword from his waist and put it lightly on the table, and before the old swordsman sat down, Yang Yi's immature voice sounded indifferently: "You...... Do you really know what's going on in my body?"

The old swordsman didn't hear it at all, and after sitting down, he slanted his eyes and saw Yang Yi's dead face, his brows moved, and he chuckled: "What happened to your body, I naturally don't know." ”

The words fell into Yang Yi's ears, his heart trembled slightly, his originally bright eyes fell into darkness again, and he said in disappointment: "Sure enough......"

"But" The old swordsman stroked his long beard, his eyes were slight, and he stared at Yang Yi's body quietly.

Hearing this, Yang Yi raised his eyes and looked at the old swordsman, waiting for his next words, but he didn't have much hope, he was originally a mortal, and the destiny of heaven arranged it, so why bother himself?

"Your innate inability to gather aura may have something to do with your special physique. And yours is a physique that I've never seen in all my travels." The old swordsman's old voice drilled into Yang Yi's ears word by word.

"Physique?" Yang Yi was stunned, obviously he had never heard others say that he still had physique.

"But why has no one ever mentioned it?" Yang Yi was a little puzzled.

"Maybe it's just to cut off your idea of cultivation, what is the difference between having a physique and no aura, and waste?" The old swordsman picked up the long sword and wiped it gently, as if he was stroking his own child, concentrating, not noticing Yang Yi who was quietly clenching his fists.

"Then why did you say that, just to tease me?" Yang Yi's voice no longer had his previous expectations, but was more like a thin needle sinking into the deep sea, just dripping softly, and then disappeared.

The old swordsman still didn't stop the movements in his hand, but his speed became very slow, his expression was slightly condensed, and he gently pursed his mouth covered by his beard, as if he was pondering something, and then slowly said after a long time: "Your physique, I have never seen it so far, is not so much a physique, but more like a black hole that can devour everything. ”

"That is to say, you can absorb any attack, but this feeling is looming, very ethereal, and may only absorb a small part, but this kind of physique, I have almost never seen it, an absorbent physique...... "The old swordsman savored it and fell into deep thought.

Yang Yi's eyelids almost jumped violently a few times, but Yang Yi didn't think about anything else, what he wanted to know most now was why he didn't have aura.

The old swordsman naturally saw Yang Yi's complexion, the corners of his mouth slanted slightly, and said with a smile: "According to my observation, your physique may even have absorbed your own aura, which is why you have not been able to condense the aura in your body and strengthen your physical body until now." ”

Yang Yi's face stiffened: "What do you mean? Shouldn't the physique be ineffective against yourself? How can I absorb my own aura?"

The old swordsman put down the long sword in his hand at this time, looked at Yang Yi squarely, and said softly: "I said it." ”

"Your constitution is able to absorb everything weakly, including your own aura. ”