When I returned to the Sword Palace, it was already evening.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, sometimes flying swords soared into the air, carrying swordsmen in strong suits and flying into the distance.

Looking at the direction, it should be where the foggy mountains are located.

As more and more spiritual materials were discovered, more and more Sword Palace disciples chose to explore the mountain.

That night, Yun Que routinely cultivated his sword in the Zhihai Space.

Today, instead of immediately attacking the blind snake entrenched in the distance, he controlled the sword spirit turned into a long sword and flew through the riverside.

As Yun Que's two fingers connected the dots, the flying sword turned into a sword light and swirled, and the speed became faster and faster, until it formed a circle.

Yun Que waved his hand into a knife and slashed into the void.

The ring-like sword shadow then fell with a bang, smashing a ring-shaped depression in the sword river.

In the blink of a finger, the sword spirit transformed into the size of a silver needle and submerged into the palm of his hand.

Yun Que looked at his palms silently, his eyebrows frowning slightly.

The sword spirit can only appear into a sword shape in the space of knowing the sea, and it cannot be manifested in the outside world, so it can only stay in the flying sword.

Although he could improve the level of the magic weapon flying sword, Yun Que could not feel the true power of the sword spirit.

Although it is like a shadow, I always feel that something is missing.

"Uncle Death, what is a sword, is it a sword, or is it a soul?"

Yun Que humbly asked the man in black who was floating in the air.

The sword can kill, but the soul cannot, and Yun Que wants to understand the true meaning of the sword.

"It's both a soul and a sword." The answer to the empty death was succinct and vague.

"It's both a soul and a ......sword," Yun Que repeated this sentence, pondering to himself: "If the sword spirit is also a sword, then why can't it be manifested in the outside world, and it can't be cut out like a sword." ”

"Because you don't know it yet." Empty Death said briefly: "If you want to cut out the sword spirit, you need this sword spirit to follow you like a shadow, and your mind is connected. ”

Yun Que was stunned.

I thought that Empty Death would say a specific realm, such as the third and fourth layers of qi refining, or the fifth and sixth layers, but unexpectedly, controlling the sword spirit has nothing to do with the realm!

Let the sword spirit follow him, he can basically do it now.

But what does it mean to have a heart-to-heart connection?

The sword spirit is not a living creature, so how can we talk about the same thoughts?

Yun Que wanted to ask for the meaning of the same mind, and when he looked up again, the empty death of the black robe had disappeared without a trace.

People don't want to explain anything too much, maybe even if they do, today's Yunque can't understand it.

"Like a shadow, the mind is connected......"

On the bank of the long river, Yun Que's mind continued to rise and fall with the rushing river.

The path of kendo seems to be tangible, but in fact it is obscure and difficult to find, and only a little bit of hard exploration can have a chance to reach the other side.

The next day, the sky was clear.

Early in the morning, Wu Dachuan, who was holding a puppy, came over.

There were also three people who came with them, two men and one woman, all of whom were sword servants of the North Courtyard with overflowing spirit magic weapons, and they were in good shape, so it could be seen that they should be good.

Counting the cloud shortage, there are exactly five people.

As soon as he joined Wu Dachuan, the door of the adjacent house opened, and the thin Luo Xiaoyu walked out, carrying a small package, as if he was going to go far away.

"Morning, homesick?" Yun Que said hello, thinking that this neighbor was going to go home to visit relatives.

"Early, senior brother, I'm not homesick."

Luo Xiaoyu is still a little restrained, but it is much better than when he first came.

"And where are you going?" Yun Que asked strangely.

"Go to the Foggy Mountains." Luo Xiaoyu pinched the corner of his clothes and said shyly: "I'm not in good health, I heard that there are spiritual materials in the mountains, I, I want to pick up some and come back to dispense medicine." ”

"You're going to the Foggy Mountains by yourself!" Not only Yun Que was surprised, but even Wu Dachuan and the others next to him were also surprised.

Luo Xiaoyu nodded seriously.

"Do you have a Soul Overflowing Artifact?" Yun Que asked.

"Nope." Luo Xiaoyu said truthfully.

"There may be danger in the mountains, you better not go." Yun Que reminded.

"I'm not afraid! Actually, I'm very bold, that is, I'm not very lucky. In the end, Luo Xiaoyu's voice became smaller and smaller, until it was as thin as a mosquito and a fly.

Wu Dachuan really couldn't listen to it, and reprimanded him in the tone of an old-timer:

"Senior Sister Luo, it's not that you belittle you as a senior brother, just your small body, it's not nice to say, you can't even beat the big geese in the countryside, let alone the fierce demon beasts in the foggy mountains, you go to pick up spiritual materials? I think you're going to make a snack for the monster! ”

In the face of Wu Dachuan's criticism of splitting his head and covering his face, Luo Xiaoyu always lowered his head and listened, without refuting or saying a word.

After the other party finished speaking, she continued to walk out, her thin figure revealing a stubbornness, which made people feel distressed.

"Hey, little girl!" Wu Dachuan snorted angrily and said, "If you want to find death, no one will stop you, it's incorrigible!" ”

After speaking, he quickly overtook Luo Xiaoyu, and the other three people also followed.

Don't hit the south wall and don't look back, stubborn Sword Palace disciples like Luo Xiaoyu, they have actually seen a lot, and they are not surprised.

Yun Que silently looked at the thin and stubborn figure, as if he saw himself at the gate of Yanmen Town and the Hou Mansion.

Since his father died in battle, he has only one person left, living alone in this world and stubbornly.

"She went into the mountains with us."

Yun Que's sudden voice surprised Wu Dachuan and the others.

"No way!"

Wu Dachuan shook his head again and again and said: "The foggy mountains are very dangerous, we are too busy to take care of ourselves, wouldn't it be difficult to bring another oil bottle, absolutely not!" ”

The other three also unanimously rejected outright.

"Okay, you guys go by yourself, I'll go into the mountain with Luo Xiaoyu." Yun Que decided.

Seeing that he was bent on going his own way, Wu Dachuan was so anxious that he scratched his head, dragged Yun Que aside and persuaded in a low voice:

"Senior Brother Yun, why can't you think about it, taking her into the mountains is equivalent to bringing a burden! We are not afraid of multiple people sharing the harvest, we are afraid of someone holding back! ”

Yun Que smiled and didn't say anything more.

What he decides will not be easily changed.

Besides, it's impossible to say who is a burden, Wu Dachuan and these people are also burdensome in Yun Que's eyes.

Seeing that Yun Que was unmoved, Wu Dachuan weighed it in embarrassment, gritted his teeth and said:

"Okay! Then take her with you, but say in advance that if we are really in danger, we must protect ourselves first, and we can only help others if we have the spare strength. ”

The implication is that Luo Xiaoyu will ask for more blessings, don't expect them to shelter.

Knowing that the other party agreed to join him, Luo Xiaoyu was very happy, thanked him shyly, and followed Yun Que's side, not like a teammate, but like a maid.

A group of six people hired a carriage and left the imperial city.

Looking at the sword light that flew in mid-air from time to time, Wu Dachuan was full of envy.

"Last time, I asked a senior brother to take me to fly for a while, and it was a beautiful feeling! It's like having wings! When I have saved enough spirit stones, let Senior Si help me graft a spirit root, maybe I can also cultivate. ”

The female disciple of the North Courtyard who was traveling with her laughed angrily and said sarcastically:

"Don't dream, if you have a spirit stone, you can have a spirit root, and I don't know how many more monks there will be in the world."

One of the other two male disciples, who was more lively and active, followed and said:

"Spiritual root is a root bone, a talent! It's not an ordinary object, just get it, instead of hoping for spiritual roots, it's better to look forward to marrying a beautiful wife in the future. ”

The other, more stable male disciple, did not speak, but slowly nodded in agreement with his companion's statement.

Wu Dachuan was not angry, and said with anticipation:

"There are no wonders in the world, maybe there are really heavenly treasures that can replace the spiritual root."

Hearing this, Yun Que couldn't help but think of Han Jiao's numb look outside the dining hall that day.

I don't know if there is a way to alleviate the dragon spirit root.

The things in the world are so helpless.

Some people crave spiritual roots but can't, while others wish they could get rid of them.