The fourth tower and the eighth floor of the way to the sword, as the third floor of the heart and mind art of the foundation of the avenue, the sword intent and swordsmanship can be climbed through the practice of the sword and the understanding of the sword, only the building of the sword heart is often a sudden breakthrough of the sword cultivation inadvertently.

Kenshin's cultivation is probably always unexpected, and he suddenly realizes it.

And in the red dust, it is best to understand.

The vast desert of Xitu is said to be a fertile land with overlapping mountains and rivers in ancient times, but in the great war of I don't know how many years, there were predecessors who burned the mountains and boiled water with the Great Avenue of Fire, and burned the entire Xitu landscape.

Only the land on the edge of the western soil, because the avenue is not covered enough, there are still some traces of thousands of years ago.

This small village at the foot of Mt. Mochizuki is surrounded by remnants of the castle.

After the baptism of wind and sand, the remaining stone walls that are half a foot high cover most of the surrounding areas of the village, except for the four directions of southeast, east and west, each leaving a few cracks more than six feet wide, like a deliberately vacated city gate.

Fang Chen, who was outside the city wall, and the old peak master, had already changed into the outfit of a loose cultivator at this time.

Fang Chen, who was wearing a black robe, no longer looked like a high-flying Qingshan sword cultivator, but looked quite like a young ranger who traveled the rivers and lakes.

As for the old peak master who changed into a brown and yellow robe, after covering his beard and hair in black with a sword yuan and tying a sword weapon behind his back, he was quite like those old people who walked the mountains and rivers and lakes to cultivate.

Standing in front of the stone tablet outside the city, with the knowledge of Fang Chen and the old peak master, it was easy to see the extraordinaryness of the stone tablet engraved with the word red dust on this side.

This stele is about the same age as the remnants of the surrounding city walls, and it is an object left by ancient times.

Although there is no special Taoist rhyme residue on it, when the ancient city was built, some special spiritual objects mixed with it, although the aura was completely consumed in the long years, still make these stone walls and stone tablets can survive under the wind and sand.

Although the past of this castle is not a famous city in the world in terms of scale, such a construction method also shows that the ruins of this castle have a good cultivation heritage in ancient times.

The spiritual objects originally left in the wall, and the little qi that escaped from the place, smelled like a clear mind and calmed down, and the ability to drive away demons and dispel misfortune.

And this is probably the reason why the villages in the castle ruins can be so close to Mount Mochizuki.

However, the aura in the stele has been completely dispersed half a year ago, and the remaining qi here may be able to drive away some beasts that have not yet opened their minds, but for big demons such as Yuexia Tiger, it is completely useless, but it is likely to be because of the discomfort in the heart of the demon beast, which arouses a little ferocity in the bloodline.

But Fang Chen and the old peak lord who were standing outside the city wall looked up and looked inward, under the snooping eyes of the cultivators of the Nine Realms, there was no such calamity as blood light in the city wall, and this small village so close to the Moon Mountain Range seemed to be rarely attacked by demon beasts.

Fang Chen and the old peak master glanced at each other, and after confirming that he was not mistaken, he couldn't help but be a little stunned between his eyebrows.

In this small village, it is very likely that there are other things that the big demon is afraid of, except for the stone stele, whether this thing is a person or a thing, which undoubtedly aroused Fang Chen's curiosity.

So, after the old peak lord smiled and agreed, the two walked towards the small village in the city wall.

The ruins of this original city, although less than one-tenth the size of the god capital, are far more than most ordinary cities in the world, Fang Chen and the old peak lord walked slowly for half a moment, and then they walked to the center of the city.

After the vicissitudes of life, the original city buildings in the ruined stone walls have long been completely wiped out, and those who later moved here have built some stone buildings and wooden houses clustered together in the middle of the city wall, forming a small village of about 100 households.

The vigilant village residents, because Fang Chen and the others did not hide it, discovered their whereabouts early.

"Where are you coming from, and where are you going?"

At the entrance of the village, which was surrounded by earthen fences, several villagers held weapons such as wooden bows and iron guns, and surrounded an old man who came to the old peak master and Fang Chen, and asked with a solemn face.

"Old man, my name is Xu Bu, this is my little soil, we came from Guanghua Road, ready to cross through the Taichang Road through the Moon Mountain, to travel to the Central Domain, accidentally passed by here, saw the ruins of the ancient city here, then I came in with some curiosity to take a look, disturbed your rest, I'm really sorry. ”

Because the identities of himself and Fang Chen are relatively special, the old peak master said before leaving Mochizuki Mountain that in the Xitu line, both of them walked the world under pseudonyms.

Seeing that most of these villagers in the village had not stepped into cultivation, and the only few martial arts people were only in the cultivation realm of the lower three realms, although there were some doubts in their hearts, the old peak master still smiled kindly.

Hearing this, in this village, the old man who obviously has a good status and high morality nodded slightly, and then asked a few tricky questions about Guanghua Dao, and after the old peak lord answered casually with rich knowledge, he nodded at the villagers who were holding swords on his side.

"Since the two of you are passing by, then let's go into the village to rest for a while, the men who hunted in the village left the ancient city at dawn today, and it seems that they are about to return, and you can eat a meal of meat at that time. ”

He carefully glanced at Fang Chen and the old peak master again, it was obvious that they were the old people in the village who had gone out to walk the rivers and lakes, because they didn't feel the dangerous qi from the old peak master, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then motioned for Fang Chen and the two to follow him into the village.

Most of the villagers around the old man who were holding swords had put down their weapons when they heard this, but only the two middle-aged villagers in the three realms, who were the strongest, were still holding iron spears and standing beside the old man.

Fang Chen smiled mildly when he saw this, the village near the Demon Beast Mountain Range, just like the Frost City on the side of Chai Mountain back then, in fact, most people still rely on the mountains for a living, these ordinary people with low realms may not be able to reach the height above the Nine Realms in their lives, just to be well fed and clothed, they have to do their best, and even have to go hunting in the dangerous Mochizuki Mountain.

But it is precisely this kind of self-sufficiency, without the slightest deception, and a serious life, that is the most consistent with Fang Chen's avenue, the life of a young swordsman, after all, has most of the years, and it is one person and one ax to rely on Chai Shan to survive.

Therefore, when the old man's words fell, Fang Chen almost did not hesitate, so he took a step with a hearty smile and walked into the village with the old peak master.

Behind the two of them, the villagers of the Three Realms with spears in their hands also followed firmly side by side.

Although the old man agreed to Fang Chen and the others to rest in the village, he still had a strong sense of vigilance against the outsiders, and the follow-up of the villagers in the Three Realms, or supervision, was one part, and deliberately saying that the hunting party in the village was going to return was another part.

After all, these villages that rely on the mountains to hunt, and the hunting team is the real elite of the entire village.

But with Fang Chen and the old peak master's cultivation as the realm, he didn't care about it at all, it was not the first time that he walked the world, and he obviously knew that for such a small village, these precautions were really necessary, after all, the human race was still martial in the world, if he entered some high-level evil cultivation in the small village, I am afraid that the entire village would be doomed.

Fortunately, the sword immortals in Qingshan are all cultivators.

The old man of the small village who walked at the forefront was obviously responsible for talking to the outsiders in the village, so although he was mostly introducing the landform and people of the village, he was actually secretly asking about the origin of Fang Chen and the others.

Under the curious scrutiny of the surrounding villagers, the group gradually walked to the south of the small village.

"Two, this place is a courtyard built in the village in recent years, and it was originally intended to be lived for the newly married little ones in the village, but there are few people in the village, so most of it has been shelved in recent years.

Therefore, the village decided to use these empty houses as a residence for passing travelers passing through the village, so as to provide a place for you people who travel the world to stay. ”

The southern part of the village is obviously much quieter than the rest of the directions, and under the simple voice of the old man, Fang Chen, who understands the purpose of this place, feels a little more peaceful in his heart, and the people in this village are really extremely kind.

"Okay, the two of you are in a hurry, let's choose a room to rest for a while as soon as possible, the hunting party in the village will return at sunset, and I will send someone to call the two of you to come to eat, the beast meat in Mochizuki Mountain is really delicious." ”

Probably between people, they can really feel each other's kindness, and the conversation along the way, the old man in charge of the village is obviously much closer to the old peak master and Fang Chen, and his face becomes more and more gentle and kind when he speaks, and even the two three realm martial cultivators with guns also put down the iron spear in their hands at this moment, and smiled at Fang Chen honestly.

"I know, Grandpa Liu, you go back first, Master and I will come to eat by ourselves later, so there is no need for a few big brothers to shout again. ”

Through the conversation just now, Fang Chen also knew the name of this old man, Liu Rong, most of the villagers in this village are also the same as the old man, with the same surname Liu.

Although he only walked here from the entrance of the village, Liu Rong's aged body was obviously a little tired, Fang Chen frowned slightly when he saw this, and couldn't help but smile and wave his hand.

Seeing this, the old man smiled and shook his head, and walked along the yellow mud path towards the other end of the village, accompanied by the two middle-aged men with guns.

In the same place, I saw the figure of the old man disappearing from the field of vision, and was about to turn his head to follow the old peak master into the courtyard to practice, but when he looked back, he suddenly saw two figures at the door of the stone building in front of him.

Between the staggered glances, Fang Chen sensed the majestic Wu Yuan on the sides of these two people, and the young swordsman's gaze froze slightly, but he still smiled lightly and hugged his fists.

"Guanghua Road, Fang Xiaotu. ”

"Yong'an Road, Shi Qi. ”

"Yong'an Road, Ma Jun. ”

Outside the door of the stone building, the two cultivators who were watching Fang Chen's actions pulled out a bit of a strange arc at the corners of their mouths when they saw this, and then they also clenched their fists, smiled softly, turned around and walked back into the building.