In fact, whether this person knows Ye Zhenjun or Sword Spirit is not a matter of importance to Chu Li.

Since the sword spirit appeared to see him, it was considered to have recognized himself.

Even if the sword path between the two is different, he is a sword cultivator senior after all.

Looking at Chu Li, who was speechless, the sword spirit naturally knew what she meant.

The little girl was very slippery, but this did not affect the sword spirit's appreciation of Chu Li.

"I spent my days in this secret realm, and now I don't know how many springs and autumns have passed in the outside world." The sword spirit handed the dead wood that had been folded off casually to Chu Li's hand, "Why don't you tell me?" ”

Chu Li thought for a moment: "It should be tens of thousands of years." ”

"Tens of thousands of years ......" the sword spirit sighed, "Time flies, and the old man is not here." How is Taiyimen today? ”

Chu Li said: "The Taiyi Sect has a long heritage, and it is naturally the throne of the seven major sects. ”

The lines on the dead wood are deep and somewhat rough.

Chu Li glanced at it slightly, then raised his head again and asked, "Sword Spirit senior, I don't know if the junior can help you?" ”

Sword Spirit raised his eyebrows: "How do you know I have a request for you?" ”

"Since the predecessor of the sword spirit has appeared, he must have something to say and do." Chu Li said, "The predecessors who have always been alive in the world are either to inherit their Taoism, or they have regrets in their hearts. Zhiye's predecessors saw through life and death, and their souls sent the spirit sword, and they had nothing to hope for. So, does the Sword Spirit Senior want me to take you out of the Sword Forest Secret Realm and find a successor for you? ”

The sword spirit replied with a smile: "You think well, but there is one point, why can't you be my chosen heir?" ”

Chu Li was slightly stunned: "The avenues are different, the way of the sword is different, how can the younger generation ......?"

"You're wrong again." Sword Spirit's eyes suddenly became distant, "What is Dao?" What do you say about the same path...... And in my opinion, they are all different paths to the same end. Thousands of avenues, aren't they all for the purpose of ascending to the upper realm? The so-called preaching is not only to prove one's own way, but also to prove the way of the world. The monk is against the sky, and he is also against the sky, girl, you have to understand this truth. ”

The monk is against the sky, and he is also against the sky.

Chu Li seemed to feel something.

If the monk's cultivation is really against the heavens, how can the heavenly way allow the monks to ascend?

The so-called cultivation of immortals is more like a kind of training for monks by the Heavenly Dao.

"So, the seniors identified me?"

Sword Spirit said: "The Qingshan Sword Sect is a sword cultivation sect, and before you, there were many sword cultivators who had entered this forest. Some slashed out the forest with a single sword, while others wrapped themselves tightly with sword intent and crossed this place. The former sees through the secrets of this wood, while the latter chooses to skip this place directly. But you are the boldest and the most in line with my heart. Destroying this forest is certainly a way to break the situation, but in the end, it is only on the surface, and his own body is inconclusive about life and death. So, I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

As Sword Spirit's words fell, the dead wood in Chu Li's hand suddenly emitted a burst of dazzling golden light.

I saw that the dead wood continued to grow in Chu Li's hands, and in an instant, it was three feet long, and on top of the tree, the withered glory remained.

It's just that in the subtleties, you can vaguely glimpse the edge of the sword.

"This is my essence, the autumn solstice. I asked you to treat me as a sword spirit, but I didn't ask you to call me a sword spirit senior over and over again. Since I have identified you, then you will call me the autumn solstice in the future. ”

The autumn solstice sword appeared, and the surrounding woods completely dissipated like a phantom.

"The kid who came with you was thrown to the end of the sword forest by me, don't be surprised if you don't see him." After all, the sword spirit is not Zhiye Zhenjun himself, and there is always a trace of uninhibited and free and easy in his words, "Do you want to continue to practice in this sword forest?" If you're going to stay, I know a few good places for you. ”

"Then bother the front...... Autumn solstice, you show the way. ”

As soon as Chu Li wanted to put the body of the Qiu Zhi Sword into the Qiankun bag, the Qiu Zhi Sword turned into a wooden hairpin shaped like dead wood and lay quietly in Chu Li's palm.

…… How is it a hairpin again.

Qiu Zhi raised his head slightly, as if he was very satisfied with Chu Li's slightly stunned expression.

"That plane hairpin on your head is not suitable for you, you better put me on."

Qiu Zhi said this strangely, but Chu Li's focus was not on this at all.

Chu Li clenched his body, and there was an imperceptible seriousness in his tone: "Sycamore wood? ”

"Don't tell me you don't know, and besides, there's no way I'm wrong." Qiu Zhi slowly walked in front of Chu Li, "Speaking of which, the reason why I ended up here back then was inseparable from the owner of this hairpin." ”

Everything is coincidentally connected again.

Chu Li unconsciously stroked his hair and asked, "Do you know the owner of this sycamore hairpin?" ”

Qiu Zhi said: "I know him, but he doesn't necessarily know me." He is supposed to be from the Upper Realm, but I don't know which realm it is. But I know that the spiritual energy of this world has dried up because of him. ”

"At that time...... What happened? ”

"Then you have to answer me first, where did you come from this sycamore hairpin."

Chu Li pursed her lips: "I don't know." When I got it, I only thought it was a regular peach hairpin. It was only later that I learned how extraordinary it was after the above prohibition was removed. And it seems to recognize me as Lord. ”

"Confessing you as Lord? The sycamore wood is a sacred object, and it will not identify with any other race except the phoenix clan. Qiu Zhi sneered, "It probably regards you as a host, and it is just temporarily living here for you." ”

"As for the owner of this sycamore...... His cultivation is so high that I can't even see it clearly, and I can't even determine his race. He descended from the nine skies, with a strange fire, and his eyes were as indifferent as frost, as if he had seen through the sorrows of the world. With him came the drying up of the aura of the entire world. ”

Chu Li asked a little eagerly, "And then?" ”

And then?

What else is there? then.

The man found the voyeuristic Zhiye Zhenjun, and with a wave of his sleeves, he threw the person 108,000 miles away.

"The aura is dry, and the laws of heaven are incomplete, so Zhiye is stuck in the realm of Yuanying. Then, he ran out of life and merged with me. ”

The people of the upper realm who descend from the nine heavens are full of strange fire.

That fire, could it be the phoenix fire that Xianmen is looking for?

But the man ......

No matter how Chu Li listened, he felt that he was the biological father who had disappeared for a long time.

The strange thing is that Lin Muqing and Feng Xuanwei have always been affectionate and loving in Chu Li's memory, but when she saw Lin Muqing later, she didn't mention Feng Xuanwei.

Thinking about it, Chu Li suddenly had an absurd idea.

It can't be that Feng Xuanwei has lost the aura of this world, and the way of heaven has asked Chu Li to repay her father's debts and daughters, so that she can carry this destiny on her back and break the confinement of this world, right?

"You know the guy I'm talking about?"