"What is the method of [moving stars and changing the sun]?" Xia Qingyi was a little excited.

"Qing'er, is the [Moon Chopping Silk] that Daddy gave you still there?" The old man asked with a smile on his face.

"In, in, in!" Xiao Nizi hurriedly took out the collected brocade silk from the left and right sleeves and spread it in the palm of her hand like a treasure.

"Silly boy, don't give it to Daddy, you put them there!" The old man pointed with his cane to the stake at the entrance of the cave where he had been fitted with the mechanism.

After Xia Qingyi obediently tied the two brocade silks to the wooden stake, she turned around and waved to the old man.

"Daddy, do you think this works?"

The old man bowed his head, a strange smile rose at the corner of his mouth, he smiled at Xia Qingyi like that, without moving, his hands were not raised, his steps did not move, and even the angle of the corners of his mouth did not change.

But that's it, a phantom vaguely flashed in front of Xia Qingyi's eyes, like a ghost, she wanted to see clearly, so her eyelashes flickered.

In the blink of an eye, as if nothing had happened, the old man was still standing in the same place, but there were two more brocades in his hands.

It was the brocade silk hanging from the stake beside her, or she tied it with her own hands, but there was a few feet between them.

This body is treacherous, if you go back, it is difficult to distinguish the trace!

Xia Qingyi's eyes were wide open in surprise, and she couldn't turn back for a long time, and her eyes kept switching between the old man and the empty wooden stake beside her.

"Daddy, this 。。。。。。 It's [Changing the Stars and Changing the Sun], it's amazing! ”

Although the old man was a little puzzled by the description in her words, he didn't ask any questions, but only asked with concern.

"Qing'er can see clearly, she needs to be a father。。。。。。 Ka。。。。。。 Ka。。。。。。 The old man suddenly let out a violent cough, interrupting his unfinished words, his face was unusually pale, and his body trembled because of the cough.

"Grandpa。。。。。。!"

"Daddy。。。。。。!"

Xia Qingyi and the dumb slave stepped forward to support his swaying body almost at the same time, and the dumb slave handed him his usual crutches.

The old man smiled comfortably at the worried faces of the two children.

"No problem, no problem." He waved his hand and signaled not to worry too much.

"Qing'er may remember Daddy's aptitude, if you don't remember it really, it's okay." As soon as the words fell, he took out a notebook from his torn shirt.

"Daddy has written down the qi, footwork, and mantra here, and if you don't understand the mystery for a while, you should read this book in your spare time,。。。。。。 Ka。。。。。。 Ka。。。。。。 "Another cough.

Xia Qingyi patted Ouyang Jingting's back, and a feeling of distress welled up in her heart.

"Daddy, don't talk yet, this practice is not in a hurry, you 。。。。。。"

"No, girl, listen to Daddy!" The old man's brows furrowed, and he gasped as if he was trying to restrain something.

"Even if it's all here today, Daddy will also grant you the usage of [Moon Cutting Silk], and you will come with Daddy."

Ouyang Jingting didn't go too far, but just chose a sandy beach with a wide view under the cliff.

"Qing'er, this piece of moon brocade in your left hand, when you wield it, it can be as weak and boneless as silk, and when you stop, it is as indestructible as a shield. It is suitable for defensive purposes. You watch. ”

The old man's left sleeve waved, a touch of white brocade silk was immediately saved by him in his hand, the figure swept away, towards the cliff wall, the white halo crossed the air, forming a good-looking arc, but after the old man returned to the hand, deeply pierced into the cliff, the original weak and boneless at this time but extremely hard, the old man then lifted his breath and lightly tapped his toes on the top, and pulled out the brocade silk upwards and a flick, from this and up, the cycle repeatedly, this brocade silk was like a stone step, layer by layer, the old man was sent to the top of the cliff.

Xia Qingyi didn't have time to marvel, a stream flew down, and the old man came to the front according to the [Moon Chopping Silk].

"Qing'er, can you learn?" The old man stroked his beard and asked lovingly.

With disbelief and amazement in her eyes, Xia Qingyi was stunned, but she forgot to reply.

The old man was not angry when he saw this.

"Don't worry, good daughter, you are optimistic about how this right hand piece will be made."

Ouyang Jingting first chose the nearest wave on the shore, threw out the moon cutting silk in his left hand, and saw the brocade silk that was originally dozens of feet long rushing towards the wave.

Suddenly, it stretched out dozens of feet away like a silver dragon. The old man jumped forward, using it as a bridge, and with a tap of his toes, he advanced a few feet, and in an instant he was on the tip of the wave.

I also saw the moon silk in the sleeve of the right hand shoot out, like a white python parade, circling and flying, a wrist flipped, then rolled up a huge wave, a turn over and stood on the top of the wave again, and so on, the waves are stacked higher and higher, and people are like standing on the top of the clouds.

The two men on the shore were deeply shocked as if they were looking at the gods, and the power of nature was no more than that.

Just when the two of them were shocked and couldn't help themselves, two snow-white flakes suddenly fell from the sky。。。。。。

The fascinated face of the dumb slave suddenly turned into fear!

This...... Wrong!!!?

"Lord... Father! Hoarse, shouting in despair: "No。。。。。。! ”

Xia Qingyi hadn't come back to her senses yet, she just looked at the two pieces of [Moon Chopping Silk] in amazement and fell back to her arms, and then looked at the person on the cusp of the waves.

What other figures had already disappeared along with the wall of waves more than ten feet high, and a cry resounded through the sky on the sea。。。。。。。

"Qing'er, win the battle of the Gu King for Daddy!"

"Woo woo woo 。。。。。。" The dumb slave ran towards the sea chasing the waves, unaware that the sea water had overflowed his thighs, Xia Qingyi subconsciously waved the [Moon Chopping Silk] with his left hand and flew out like an iron chain, flexibly wrapping around the dumb slave's body, and as Xia Qingyi dragged the brocade silk in his hand, the boy returned to his side.

This... Xia Qingyi herself couldn't have imagined that she could control the [Moon Slashing Silk] so skillfully!

Don't......? She didn't dare to think about it.

"Dumb slave, you know what's going on, right?" Xia Qingyi had a lot of thoughts in her head, and she urgently needed someone who could answer the doubts in her heart.

"Lord... Father... Not... Finish... Whining!!! The boy who was immersed in grief intermittently said a reality that made Xia Qingyi desperate.

What! Xia Qingyi almost couldn't believe her ears...

"Dumb slave, tell my sister that grandpa is gone, who told you?" There is still a glimmer of anticipation in my heart. All she wanted now was that the boy guessed everything and didn't count.

The boy wiped the tears on his face with both hands, sobbed and handed the old man's cane to Xia Qingyi.

"Sister... Sister...... Letter! ”

After fumbling for a long time, I finally found a letter in the secret compartment under the general.

Qing'er, if you are lucky enough to read this letter, it must be that Daddy and I have turned to dust.

Don't be sad. Don't be sad. Daddy chased Gu art in the first half of his life, and kept his reputation in the second half of his life, Daddy's life was really boring.

It's just that I don't know if you can get a bit of Daddy's true biography when Daddy leaves,

Daddy really wants to teach you everything he has learned in his life! You're going to blame Daddy for being too you.

In fact, my father is reluctant, I can't help it

Daddy thinks that he can really be Qing'er's father in the next life, okay!?

After reading the letter, Xia Qingyi's heart swelled with thousands of feelings, when did he write this letter for her?

In those days when she was taught?

In the process of making [Moon Chopping Silk] for him?

Or is it when you are grief-stricken after being hurt by yourself?

Either way, it didn't seem to her that there should be such deep feelings attached to it.

This old man is a calculation between her and the eldest princess, and their relationship is even more of a flickering back from her empty mouth and white teeth. How, in the end, he became him who gave everything he had。。。。。。

It was a familiar hoarse voice that interrupted Xia Qingyi's thoughts

"Lord... Father... At... This! ”

Immediately, a pair of cold little hands hooked Xia Qingyi's arms.

He lowered his head and followed the boy's line of sight to look at the [Moon Chopping Silk] lying quietly in the crook of his arm.

"You said your grandfather was here?" Xia Qingyi thought she had misheard, and asked again.

"Uh-huh。。。。。。" The boy's hands gently caressed the [Moon Chopping Silk], and the cautious appearance was like treating a rare treasure.

This time, Xia Qingyi was completely blindfolded.

"Zijin, do you know what a dumb slave means?" Desperate, Xia Qingyi could only ask her Gu Spirit for help.

"His Gu spirit is not of the same origin as us." Zijin responded lightly.

"So what? Then do you know the mystery of my [Moon Chopping Silk]? Xia Qingyi asked unrelentingly.

"I can't sense it, but if it moves with your heart, then it could be an infusion?"

"What does it mean to be injected?" Xia Qingyi couldn't keep calm about the old man's affairs.

"Gu spirits themselves can't coexist with souls, so we seal with the host, you can gain my power, and your body carries my soul." Zijin was afraid that Xia Qingyi would not understand, so he used them as an example to explain

"Your master sacrificed his own soul to the Gu Spirit, if he wants to give you the ability of his Gu Spirit, it is impossible." Zijin continued

"What if it's impossible?"

"Impossible, this Moon Slashing Silk is just an ordinary weapon. Therefore, your master gave up his physical body and devoted himself to becoming a Gu Spirit, only in this way can your [Moon Chopping Silk] move with your heart. ”

"In other words, my master used his Gu Spirit to create a weapon for me, because he couldn't make his own Gu Spirit mine, and he couldn't make it exert ten percent of its power, so my master injected this [Moon Slashing Silk] with the Gu Spirit he turned into himself?"

"Well, that's how it should be."

"Is there really such a stupid person in the world? Zijin, if it were you, would you give up yourself? ”

"If you ask me, I won't, although the soul is more important than the form, but his words are equivalent to the destruction of the form and soul."

"Why is that?" Xia Qingyi was confused, didn't he say that his master threw himself into the Gu Spirit and injected her into this artifact?

"He just injected a Gu spirit into your [Moon Cutting Silk], and he used his body to die in exchange for the reincarnation of others, even if that person was reborn for a lifetime, he didn't remember all kinds of previous lives, so your master really did what ordinary people cannot. Admirable! Zijin's tone was sincere and sincere, But when others praised his master and godfather so much, Xia Qingyi couldn't be happy, because the price was too great.

The price is life!!