When Ning Chuyi came back, he went to the courtyard next door and shouted softly, but there was no response.

The boy scratched his head, but he didn't care, the neighbor might be going to work as a helper again.

In the end, the extra sweet potatoes were all in Ning Que's stomach.

The boy stared curiously at the little girl's appetite, her cheeks bulging.

The night was calm.

In her sleep, the girl didn't know what she was muttering, her voice became quieter, Ning Chuyi suddenly opened her eyes, her heart trembled slightly, she quietly got up and walked out, and brought the door with an expressionless face, without making a sound.

It was bright and the poor boy took the time to come back with a bamboo tube filled with water, but when he arrived at the door, he stayed a little restrained, and when he heard no more snoring in the house, he crossed the threshold and approached.

Ning Que only felt that her whole body was sore, yesterday she seemed to be just casually using some fists and feet, but she wasted her true qi, her mouth was extremely thirsty, she directly snatched the bamboo tube from Ning Chuyi's hand and drank it all, and suddenly felt that there was a hot current surging in the small world of the human body, and the lost true qi was also as inexhaustible as a river in the river, vast and endless.

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In the north of Fufeng City, there is a restaurant, the sign hanging high outside has a very eye-catching "tea drunk book" four words, and the downward line is written with "wine", it is rumored that it is famous for snare snacks in Shu.

The restaurant is filled with spices. The guests at the same table toasted and shouted to each other, talking and laughing.

Xiao Er, who had a wet towel on his shoulder, was shouting with a plate of dishes, the abacus in the shopkeeper's hand was crackling, and the restaurant was also full of customers.

"Little Er!"

"Come on!"

A shopkeeper who came down in his spare time, about fifteen or sixteen years old, made him busy with people coming and going in the restaurant, but he did not complain, but his heart blossomed, which was very exquisite.

Not enough for outsiders either.

On the second floor of the restaurant, a group of drinkers crossed Erlang's legs and swallowed melon seeds, all looking at the blue-shirted storyteller in front of the elm table who had just finished talking about a legend of the fairy gods, waiting for the next one.

Today, a young man dressed as a person from the rivers and lakes came to this well-known restaurant with a pair of shabby brothers and sisters.

Approaching to take a look, the poor boy looked around timidly, the counter was carved with good sandalwood, and different patterns were meticulously carved, revealing the unique delicacy and gentleness of his daughter's family everywhere.

There are a few pieces of rice paper on it, a brush on the inkstone, a purple tulle hanging on the bamboo window, some unknown words are carved on the wall, and the window is also fluttering by the wind blowing slowly.

The second floor was already overcrowded, with men, women and children.

Li Muxuan didn't think much about it, pulled Ning Chuyi to sit directly on the second floor, and after ordering some wine and food, he had nothing to do, and finally his eyes stayed on Ning Que, who was sitting next to the young man, with a cloudy and uncertain expression.

"Boy Ning, if the Demon Earth Monk behind you kills another person, then don't blame me for not being merciful."

The boy pursed his lips slightly, silent.

Li Muxuan frowned, and said in a deep voice: "It's good to do it yourself." ”

Ning Que's face was dazed, and he couldn't help but be weak, and in the end, the jade hand timidly pulled the young man, as if he didn't know what she had done wrong, which was particularly pitiful.

The young man's face changed slightly, and he stopped talking, but finally shook his head.

Ning Chu thought for a while and hesitated: "I know that Dajin is very young, and after my father and mother leave, I really want to travel to this world." But now that I think about it, this thing is really wonderful, and if I have care, I put away my mind of wandering the world. Even if you monks can live for a hundred years, a thousand years, or even tens of thousands of years, I will not have the slightest envy in my heart. ”

Li Muxuan sighed and had a headache, "Do you really want to waste a good future for a demon doll?" ”

The boy bowed his head and remained silent.

There was silence for a long time.

The black-robed young man's expression was extremely solemn, and he decided to go straight to Huang Long, putting his hand on Ning Chuyi's wrist, and after a while, the young man's arm had a cyan bulge that swam to the small heaven of the human body, and then wandered around.

After a full hour of incense, Li Muxuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had determined something, so he smiled and said, "Didn't you ask me before why monks can kill people regardless of good and evil?" Then I can tell you with certainty that as long as your fists are hard enough in this world, even if you say bullshit, it is the truth in the eyes of the low-level monks! ”

Ning Chuyi was silent for a long time and did not answer.

Li Muxuan didn't care, pretending to suddenly remember something, suddenly realized, and whispered: "Then the Southern Xinjiang Gu Xiu hasn't gone far yet, guess what he will do next after I leave?" ”

Ning Que's face suddenly became a little ugly.

Ning Chuyi hesitated for a moment, and asked curiously, "Maybe you want to go on a tour?" ”

Li Muxuan was slightly stunned, and then laughed: "You kid is really fucking stupid." ”

The boy was confused.

The young man laughed, "I'm also a high-level sword cultivator, why can't I see that you only have half a year to live?" After all, you are now just a child and an ant in the eyes of others! What would happen if your fist was bigger than anyone else's? ”

Ning Chuyi was at a loss, and subconsciously held the girl's hand.

In Li Muxuan's deep eyes, there was a green light that flashed away, "So...... Do you want to learn swords from me? ”

The boy was silent for a long time.

Without waiting for the young man to react, Li Muxuan's face smiled as bright as a flower, not at all like a chivalrous and righteous knight, looking at this momentum, it was more like a charlatan who was kind to an ignorant child, "Don't you want to go out to travel?" Travel is easy to say, but it is difficult to do. If you don't have the strength, self-protection is a problem. ”

The young man first nodded, then shook his head again, and asked, "What is the cultivation realm?" ”

When Li Muxuan heard this, his mood improved a little because of his previous thoughts, and he said in a strange manner: "Yo? ”

Ning Chuyi wanted to say something to explain, but the young man continued to talk to himself, "The ten realms of monks are divided into the lower three realms, the middle four realms and the upper three realms. ”

"The first realm is the first realm of Fengchu, the disease is not born, the body is light and healthy, also known as the Qi Realm, and the fist and foot kung fu is better than the martial arts of the rivers and lakes. If a person with mediocre talent cultivates for a lifetime, it will not be a problem to cultivate to the peak of the Fengchu Realm, but in the human world, he can only be regarded as a vast number of sentient beings, unable to set off strong winds and waves, and is destined to live a thorough life. ”

"The second realm of the qin state of mind, this realm can be regarded as truly stepping into the road of cultivation, returning to the childlike face, rejuvenating the youth, and the age can reach hundreds of years, that is, to build the foundation."

Ning Chu was in a fog when he heard it.

Li Muxuan didn't answer, and then said: "The last realm of the lower three realms, called Tengyun Realm, literally, can fly between heaven and earth, soaring clouds and driving fog, lifespan of up to 1,000 years, the golden pill in the small world of the human body can refine a real name connected to your own bloodline, and the little demon doll you are protecting is the third realm." ”

The young man was stunned, he listened to the storyteller in this restaurant a few years ago, saying that in the other side of the world, there are demon monks who have cultivated to become fine, occupying the mountain as a basis, among which there are many geniuses in the sky, and there is a demon clan power comparable to the ancestor of Confucianism.

"The fourth realm of the monk is called Huiyang, I don't know if it is taken from the meaning of the sunrise and the rising east, the golden pill in the body is transformed into his own primordial infant, stepping into this realm, in the world can be regarded as survival and death, let me be free, in the third-rate sect is more than enough to be a supreme elder."

"The increasing number of Huiyang realms is Qianyuan, Wuxiang, Life and Death, Mahayana, Tianyi, and Ascension, as for the perception in it, I won't talk to you today, no matter how much I say, it's better for you to walk in person. Oh yes, you can go step by step to practice in the next three realms, and you can't eat hot tofu if you're in a hurry. ”

These words were still too far away for Ning Chuyi, who was still a mortal, and he swallowed his saliva, which could be regarded as a shock.

Li Muxuan saw it in his eyes, he was also a teacher like this, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his heart, if the old man saw this scene, he was afraid that he would be smiling from ear to ear.

After a long time, without waiting for the young man to speak, Ning Chuyi asked curiously, "Then is Brother Li now in the Three Realms Sword Cultivation?" ”

Li Muxuan came back to his senses and shook his head slightly.

The young man asked again, "Then what kind of cultivation are you doing now?" ”

Li Muxuan frowned, it is not a good thing for him to be ambitious at his age, let alone that tattered clothes, didn't this fool listen to what he said yesterday? The prince and general Xiangning said in the book are really right? Why is this person so boring?

Ning Chu couldn't think of anything when he thought about it, and said tentatively: "Brother Li is a Tengyun Realm sword cultivator?" ”

The young man grinned, knocked a hairy chestnut directly, and said angrily: "I am one of the four most talented sword cultivators in the Shushan Sword Sect for thousands of years, and I have entered the realm of life and death in less than a Jiazi, not to mention the invincible opponents in the world, but at least in the situation of the Three Sects without immortals for ten thousand years, as long as the saints of the Three Realms do not come out, where can I go in the world?" ”

Ning Que tugged at the corners of her mouth, there is an eternal common sense in the cultivation world, that is, it is impossible to see through the monks who are three or two realms higher than herself, but she "took" a bead from her father's dormitory that could detect the cultivation of any monk except the power of the upper three realms, then the cultivation of this sword cultivation with a thousand swords was nothing in her eyes, not only as simple as entering the realm of life and death for the first time, but also the vast and infinite sword qi in his dantian, at least it was also the peak of the realm of life and death, and even faintly had the potential to break through the realm.

Li Muxuan saw that the young man didn't speak for a long time, raised his hand, hooked his middle finger, and suddenly knocked another big hairy chestnut, without using any cultivation, just knocked his head hard, without stopping, as if he wanted to knock this elm head open before he could stop, and finally his expression was flying: "Boy, you must know that the killing of sword cultivation in the same territory is called second, and no one dares to call it first." ”

"Ten realms of monks, monks of the three sects can be called saints when they reach the ninth realm, but my sword cultivation is different, I need to go to the last realm to ascend to the realm, before I can be called a great sword immortal!"

"If the old sword immortal guarding the border Yumen Pass uses all his strength to make a sword, who can stop the demon land with his strength? Even today's Confucian patriarchs have to temporarily avoid the sharp sword, what kind of style is that? ”

Speaking of this, Li Muxuan sneered, "If you don't believe it, ask that demon girl doll, was she scared of being killed by Jian Xiu and escaped?" ”

Ning Que's face was a little ugly, and suddenly a burst of hot and warm current came from the palm of her hand, and she smiled.

Li Muxuan turned a blind eye.

"Oh yes, the other three sword immortals I mentioned earlier, since you want to learn swords, you must remember their names, otherwise you will be teased by the three sects."

Li Muxuan raised his head and said in an impassioned tone, "The first sword cultivator is called Jiang Qingfeng, and he is the first great sword immortal in tens of thousands of years, and it can even be said that he has been the first great sword immortal since the opening of the human emperor!" ”

Li Muxuan, who was here, suddenly stopped, and the disciples of Shushan Sword Sect all knew that he had a headache for his biological sister who didn't like to learn swords but wanted to learn Taoism, but it was just that. The sword cultivation line in the world can wither to the point that only Shushan Mountain is left to take the banner, and there is no less credit for the three sects, but even if there is really a day when the Daomen of Shushan is determined to turn against the sword gate, there will definitely be no Dao species named Li Muchen among them.

But compared to the headache of the little sister, for another Shushan Dao disciple who is expected to become a great sword immortal, there is only helplessness left, cultivating the Tao and cultivating the sword, except for being bold, Li Muxuan can't think of any other words, so he doesn't want to say too many words to this person, "The third genius sword cultivator is called Huang Dui, and he is the first sword immortal in the three realms in the world in the past six thousand years. The other is called Xuanyuan Jingyue, who can be regarded as the most amazing and brilliant female sword immortal in the past one jiazi, but unfortunately died too early and failed to shine in the demon land and kill the big demon. ”

For the last name, Li Muxuan was obviously not interested.

Li Muchen crackled and said a lot by himself, but in the end, in addition to remembering the names of Jiang Qingfeng and Huang Dui, the young man still seemed to be unpredictable about the new concept of the Ten Realms of Monks.

After being silent for a while, Ning Chuyi asked suspiciously, "Then after I learn the sword, do I still want to go to Shushan?"

"You have to go, looking at the whole world, there is only one Shushan Sword Gate that can be on the stage, think about it, the seven great sword immortals back then all came out of Shushan."

Li Muxuan stood up, looked at the young man who had not yet made it clear that he wanted to learn the sword, as if he was reminded of the old past, there was a look of remembrance in his eyes, and he sighed to himself: "In this world, the luck of heaven and earth is biased towards the three religions of Taoism, Confucianism and Buddhism, the sword is difficult to learn, and the three religions still occupy the right time, place and people. Xuanyuan Jingyue, who died early, didn't mention her, and at the moment Shushan and me and Huang Dui were also lucky, but the whole world had to rely on Old Man Jiang to support the face of sword cultivation without immortals, but what if one day he died and disappeared? Could it be that all the people in the world will be monks of the three religions? ”

In fact, he regretted it a little when he spoke, it was really a pot that didn't open and mention, the sword cultivation vein was already withering, if he grew the ambition of others, which future generations would still want to learn the sword?

Fortunately, Ning Chuyi, who was not calm in his heart, finally nodded his head.

It can be regarded as a commitment to learn the sword.

When the real peak turns around, he unintentionally inserts willows.

Ning Que looked at the young man in front of her, and the breeze blew, and her mood swayed with it.

There was something strange in his eyes.