"You're going down the other way?"

Ning Yi looked at the white-clothed Liu Eleven.

Liu Shiyi remained silent.

In fact, everything is already in plain sight.

Yan Guichao has been broken into pieces, the young man in white squatted on the ground, he picked up one piece after another of sword fragments, calmly put them into his waist bag, his tone was not shocked, but he still explained: "At the foot of Changling Mountain, there are people I don't want to see, and there are a bunch of troublesome things. ”

At the foot of Changling Mountain, the little sword immortal Wang Yi was still holding his sword and waiting for Liu Shiyi.

Ning Yi frowned and said seriously: "I broke your sword, I should compensate you." ”

Liu Shiyi smiled: "If I break your fine snow one day, I won't compensate you." ”

He picked up the fragments on the ground, and used the "forging sword" method of the Sword Lake Palace to transport the star light into his arms, and his arms contained sword qi, and these fragmented sword fragments began to clangle and shake, like soybeans exploding in boiling water.

"The sword is broken, but the man is still there. Liu Shiyi said indifferently: "The swallow has returned to the nest, so let it be." ”

He spread his arms.

The silver light in the sky, like a swallow, swept out, whistling from the top of the mountain of Changling to cut through the mist, the fragments of the sword weapon boiling and burning in the air, the original sharp edge, after Liu Shiyi retracted the idea of the sword, became as fragile as tissue paper.

"Go ahead. ”

Liu Shiyi stared at the silver light in the sky.

Yan Guichao, in fact, is just an ordinary iron sword, not a divine weapon, under the blessing of Liu Shiyi's mind and sword forging method, it gradually became as sharp as clay.

The young man in white's voice was flat, as if he was talking to the shattered sword.

You go, I don't want you anymore.

Animism.

The same goes for swords.

The snow-white long sword that had followed Liu Shiyi for several years, even though it had been broken into dozens of pieces, still let out a sad wail at this moment, burning all the iron filings between the clouds and mist, turning into nothingness in the mountains and cliffs, and no longer lingering.

"Wang Yi wants to gamble with me. Ning Yi looked at Liu Shiyi and said seriously: "If you need it, I will bring the 'long qi' of Qiang Mountain." ”

"Is that sword worthy of me, Liu Shiyi?"

The other party just replied, no longer looked at Ning Yi, walked from the mountain road on the other side, walked into the mist, he waved his hand, and was about to leave.

"I'll go around the vicinity of the Tiandu Imperial City, where is your yard. ”

Ning Yi looked at Liu Shiyi, he suddenly smiled and said, "The original Pope's Mansion in Tiandu is now the Mansion of the Marquis of Jianxing...... If you want to ask for directions, you can ask passers-by about the most hated mansion now, except for Ganlu Lane, which is my yard. ”

Liu Shiyi's expression was a little strange, how did he think that when Ning Yi said this, there was still a hint of showing off in his tone.

"Free time for tea. Ning Yi looked at Liu Shiyi with a smile and said, "The sky is not peaceful, be careful of being stopped and beaten half to death halfway." ”

Liu Shiyi rolled his eyes, wrote down the address, waved his hand, and walked into the clouds.

Ning Yi shook his head and smiled, and descended from a mountain road in front of him.

......

......

"Your Mr. Ning Yi is leaving Changling, aren't you going to meet him?"

"Nothing ......to see," Xu Qingyan shook his head.

"If the two feelings are ......," said the monk with a smile, "How can it be in the morning and twilight?"

The girl looked at her teacher with a strange expression, getting along with the white-robed man day and night, learning many Taoisms at the same time, she found more and more that this man's appearance looked dignified, but the heart was completely different, Lingshan's "great knowledge", gave many powerful people to solve their doubts and solve their doubts, has lived for one hundred and eight years, but there seems to be a soul only twenty years old living in his heart, that soul is sometimes interesting, sometimes sad, sometimes high-spirited, sometimes twilight.

Xu Qingyan is a very sensitive girl, she can see some things that ordinary people can't see, and she can also feel those subtle differences.

She always felt that this skin was not very compatible with this soul.

"Mr. Ning Yi taught me to be decisive. The girl was wearing a hat and a layer of soap veil, she watched Ning Yi leave Changling, walked slowly down the large and small stele paths, and said calmly: "I will go to see Mr. at the moment, at most I will only say three or four words, greet one or two, stay for a while, and then separate, these ...... It's just adding to the troubles. ”

"The red rope around your neck is very beautiful, and your Mr. Ning Yi is really good to you. The monk smiled and said softly, "Ordinary people may not be able to see it, but it is difficult to hide the eyes of the great cultivators. ”

Xu Qingyan pursed his lips and said cautiously, "Will this cause trouble for Mr. Ning Yi?"

"It's not just trouble, if it's unlucky, it's a disaster. The white-robed man glanced at the cautious little girl beside him, and said with a smile: "But this kid's luck seems to have been very good." ”

Speaking of this, the monk of Kunshan paused, looked at the mountain keeper beside him, and said: "Even observing a stone tablet can alarm the mountain keeper of Changling, make an exception for him, and strive to keep him safe." ”

The mountain keeper said lightly: "Cao Bi violated the rules of Changling, I am on business, that's all." ”

"That's all?" "Just when I'm blind, I've never seen that mountain guarding cloak, consolidate the Dao heart, clear the oppression of divine thoughts, in order to help Ning Yi condense the 'no moment' natal sword heart, you have taken great pains to pull the Changling stone tablet one by one to burst out of the qi, he did not take a detour, and realized an almost perfect sword path." If you don't make a move, he can walk through Changling, I believe it, but can he realize 'no moment' so smoothly?"

The mountain keeper said softly: "This is his creation, and he should get it, and there will be no less." ”

"That's right. The monk narrowed his eyes, looked at the mountain guard, and said jokingly: "If you use the cloak to help him carry all the dead energy, then I can bet with you with everything now, and bet that you are the biological father of the orphan in Xiling." ”

After a brief silence.

"I'm not. ”

The mountain keeper denied it very neatly.

"Mother-in-law?" the monk sighed with emotion: "Are you a woman?"

"No, don't try to talk about it, it's pointless. The mountain keeper was concise and to the point, he watched Ning Yi slowly leave Changling, his expression was in a trance, and he muttered: "It's just old." ”

Old...... The monk raised his eyebrows.

"Why hasn't that person come yet?" said the white-robed man's tone with some impatience, "It can't be dead, right?"

Xu Qingyan was a little confused, that person, who is it?

Are they waiting for someone?

The mountain keeper, who had been like an iceberg for a long time, suddenly smiled.

"She's dead, it's a funny joke. ”