"That's the second layer of the Spirit Void Realm, and mortals can't go there." Xu Momei said.

"Aren't all three of them mortals?" The little parrot said that I was not the only one who was a bird.

"Hehe, a person who gathers the five dragons of Qianduan Kunni, a person who has practiced a flying sword, and a person who is about to die, are not mortals." Xu Momei said lightly.

"Oh my god!" The little parrot was taken aback, "Then aren't you a fairy?" ”

"I'm an immortal, you're a monster, how can you speak?" Xu Mo's eyebrows stared at the bird.

"People are parrots, of course they can talk." The little parrot said.

"Parrots learn words, but they don't understand human language, and besides, you're not a parrot." Xu Momei said.

"I'm a little bird......" said the little parrot.

"Do you know what my Emei Flying Sword is for?" Xu Momei said.

"Isn't it the one who kills?" The little parrot said I don't understand this?

"Killing people is just a small use, the main thing is to kill demons and eliminate demons." Xu Momei said lightly.

"Jamai Dish!" The little parrot was taken aback, spread its wings and flew far away, and came back after a big circle, because Ling'er brought it in the Spirit Void Realm, and it couldn't fly out by itself.

"You're kidding, aren't you?" Flickered his wings to make a cute shape, pleasing Xu Mo's eyebrows, but from time to time he looked back at the rusty sword inserted in the broken stone tablet......

"Do I look like I'm joking?" Xu Momei said coldly.

"Hey, don't scare me, I'm not scared!" The little parrot changed its face when it landed, flapped its wings, and threatened, "Don't think that I won't scratch you if you look beautiful, pay attention to the potato shreds on your face that I scratch your face and make you become Ren Tiantang I will tell you!" ”

"I know you're very capable, but have you forgotten that this is my Spiritual Realm? I'm in charge here. Xu Momei couldn't help but smile.

"Damn!" The little parrot said, "Then I'll give you a dance, right?" No? How about a aerobatic flight for you? Why don't you get some ventriloquism? Why is your face still red? You misunderstood, I'm not talking about ventriloquism, it's the kind that imitates other people's voices, quack, so you thought of that to go to the bird...... Jamai Dish! ”

But it was Xu Momei who summoned the rusty sword out and made a buzzing chirp, stabbing at the hateful little parrot.

The little parrot flew up in fright, rolled and crawled in the air, and failed to avoid the tracking of the flying sword with several stunts, and screamed in a hurry, and all kinds of foul language came out one after another.

Fortunately, many of them are dialects and foreign languages, but Xu Momei can't understand them, otherwise he might really kill this dirty bird!

was fleeing in all directions, suddenly Ling'er, Xiao Chen, Ciyun, and Mrs. Ling appeared out of thin air, and the little parrot was overjoyed, flew into Ling'er's arms and got in, and poked out her little head and shouted, "This beauty's conscience is greatly broken, she wants to kill this bird with a flying sword!" ”

"Don't talk nonsense." Ling'er hurriedly said, "How can there be a flying sword?" ”

"That's not ...... Yes? The little parrot looked at it, and sure enough, the flying sword was gone, but it was well inserted into the pile of stone tablets without moving...... This bad woman!

"Tzuyun, have you forgotten?" Xu Momei asked Mrs. Tzu Yun.

"Except for the flying sword, I forgot about it all." Master Tzu Yun smiled, "A big dream, the four are empty, and the Buddha is honest and does not deceive me." ”

"I see that you can't be a bodhisattva even if you die, but you are a female arhat, your heart is so calm, and you are still thinking about killing demons and destroying demons...... Come and sit down. Xu Momei beckoned Master Tzu Yun to the front and sat opposite her.

"The heart is quiet, there is a desire to lead it, people and gods want to be clear, and the heart is disturbed, it will be able to send its desires, and the heart is quiet, clear its heart, and God is pure, although the heaven and earth are big, small as mustard seeds, although the mustard seeds are small, there is a lot of things inside, the heart is real, the outside of the body is empty, the sword is a way, is it big or small? Is it for the virtual or the real? Said, it is ...... to have one heart."

What Xu Momei said was the beginning of Emei's mental method, and Master Tzuyun had already been familiar with it in his heart, but at this moment, he really understood the essence.

Xiao Chen and Little Parrot also squinted their eyes and listened, both of them also wanted to learn the Emei Flying Sword, so they listened quite seriously, as if they could really understand and learn......

"Ling'er, Edgeworth." Xu Momei gave an order, Ling'er agreed crisply, and when his mind moved, the rusty sword brush flew into the air.

"The emptier the heart, the farther the sword, the more dedicated the heart, the stronger the sword, the quieter the heart, the more refined the sword...... If the heart is there, the sword is there. Xu Momei suddenly asked, "What about the sword?" ”

"The sword is in the heart!" Master Tzuyun's heart is empty at the moment, and the Emei Flying Sword, which has not been comprehended for decades, is all integrated at this moment, and under the joy and joy, she can't help but look up to the sky and howl!

The whistling sound was like a crane, echoing in the mountains of Emei, for a long time, making the six sons of Nangong and the disciples of Emei all change color.

"Master, what is your old man?" Qinghui and the others hurriedly rushed to the front of Tzu Yun Shitai, not knowing what her old man meant by her sudden howl?

In addition, master, your internal skills have been refined so much, why don't we know?

This long howl is full of energy, how does it look like exhaustion, is it that the mountains are shaken by it? Those bamboo forests are still swaying......

"Here comes the sword!" Master Tzu Yun smiled slightly, but saw the long sword that had just fallen on the ground buzzing and vibrating! A flash of inspiration shone like lightning.

In an instant, they had already spared each of Nangong Liuzi's necks, and finally returned to her hands.

Nangong Wuji and the others hurriedly touched their necks, but it was only a faint blood stain, slightly stinging.

"How?" Master Tzu Yun laughed too proudly.

"Thank you for your mercy!" Nangong Liuzi was frightened and thanked them together.

It turned out that Master Ciyun was really merciful to her subordinates, and it turned out that the reason why she didn't use the Emei Flying Sword just now was because she was afraid that she would be involuntary in the Nandou Formation and would not be able to control the murderous aura of the flying sword and hurt them......

The teacher is really compassionate, and the style of the seniors!

It's a pity that we, the little ones, have no eyes, and are still arrogant in front of her old man, so that we humiliated ourselves and almost killed ourselves.

In fact, there is no need for Master Tzuyun to take action in person, just this little girl's flying sword, coupled with the Emei sword array, it will be easy to kill them.

I was ashamed and frightened in my heart, and I lowered my head together and was silent.

"Thank you for your mercy." Unexpectedly, Master Tzuyun, who has always been tough and stubborn, said, "Actually, I have just comprehended the Emei Flying Sword, if I only use the Emei Sword Technique, I am not the opponent of the six of you." ”

As soon as these words came out, even Xiao Chen was taken aback, and said in his heart, Master Tzuyun, why do you need to say such things now?

Who knows, you don't say?

But after thinking about it, there are still people who know, God knows that I know Ling'er knows that the little parrot knows, although a few of us will never say it, but as a person like Mrs. Tzu Yun, she is not willing to lie in public.

Master Tzu Yun is too bright and upright, and there is no one who cannot speak to others in his life.

This is the style of the predecessors, the true character of the hero.