In the wine shop, Ye Zhijian had already left with Qingshan.

Su Qing sat quietly on the bamboo chair, his mind immersed in his body.

After stepping into the Ning Yuan Realm, he didn't need to meditate and condense his qi like in the Qi Induction Realm, so that the "Returning to the Ruins" came to look inside.

The vast, unfathomable spiritual lake, the breeze brought by the mind, set off ripples on the silver water, and then bursts of ripples like fish scales fluttered with the wind.

Above the Spirit Lake, the rusty Guiru Sword still exuded a faint light, but on the sword body, there was one less crack in the ten cracks.

There are only nine left.

Su Qingming took a closer look and saw countless white mist frantically pouring into the Returning Ruins Sword, and then condensed into liquid and was sucked into it by the nine terrifying cracks.

Originally, it took nine days for the Qi Induction Realm to be able to condense a trace of spiritual liquid, but at this moment, the speed was increased by three times, but it was only three days, and a little spiritual liquid had already appeared at the tip of the sword.

Tick.

The ichor fell into the lake.

The entire inner heaven and earth shook suddenly, and countless huge waves began to blow on the previously calm surface of the lake, and the majestic aura flowed along the meridians.

Rumble!

In the center of Linghu, under the sword of Guiru, a small island shrouded in a faint mist rose, and countless small rivers flowed out of the island.

The river represents the meridians.

Seen from above, there are eleven towering trees in the center where countless rivers converge.

This is the tree transformed by the Dao seed condensed by the immortal cultivators.

In the depths of the countless branches and leaves, there is a fruit that is very pale in color and cannot be seen.

This is in sword cultivation, called sword fruit.

If it is a Taoist or other immortal cultivator, it is called Jindan, or natal object.

Now, as Su Qingming advanced to the Ning Yuan Realm, the No Sword Fruit had already borne fruit, and over time, under the nourishment of the spiritual liquid, this Sword Fruit would become completely transparent, and eventually turn into a Sword Yuan like glass.

And that day was the moment when he advanced to the Cave Realm.

However, many people can't wait for the day when the sword fruit turns into a sword element in their lives.

The Sword Sect is the holy land of sword cultivation in the world, and countless proud sons with outstanding talents have stepped into the Ning Yuan Realm at a young age, and the sword fruit has been produced in their bodies, and they have a natal sword.

The sword fruit of ordinary disciples was very green and dark at the beginning, and few people were as light as Su Qingming's current sword fruit.

This means that the mana in Su Qingming's body has a much deeper understanding of the Great Dao than ordinary people.

Rumble!

Subtle lines suddenly appeared in the calm water of the lake, constantly hitting the big tree.

If he was stabbed by a thin line, Su Qingming's cultivation foundation would be damaged, and at least his cultivation would be regressive, or at worst, the Dao Tree would die and dissipate into heaven and earth.

At the moment when the thin line is about to pierce in, and the danger is dangerous,

The sword of the ruins moved.

A sword light as thin as a gossamer flashed, and in an instant, it cut off the terrifying thin line.

With a change that only the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth could sense, the sword light and thin line dissipated.

Then, another thin line appeared, and the previous action began to be repeated.

And so on.

...

"Yu Zhaosleeve is indeed much stronger than Shen Yizhai." Su Qingming sighed.

These thin lines are the sword qi that Yu Zhaosleeve left in his body, if it weren't for the Guiru Sword that has been protecting the Dao Tree, I'm afraid Su Qingming would have already exploded and died.

As Ye Zhijian said before, it did make him a little half-dead.

What's more. The Yu family can detect this sword qi, so they must follow all the way, only hoping that Ye Zhijian has been hiding for so many years, and the sword path has not fallen.

Su Qingming urged the Sword of Returning to the Ruins. Keep cutting those thin lines and repair the injuries.

At this time, the liquor store is unusually quiet, and the whole mountain village is also very quiet.

Half an hour later, a series of ape cries suddenly came from the mountains and forests in the distance, mixed with the roars of other beasts.

When Su Qingming opened his eyes, he saw Ye Zhijian looking at him with a smile.

"They're coming?"

Ye Zhijian said with a smile: "Usually in this deep mountain and old forest, those monkeys are not afraid when they see people, but now they are rushing to escape, and I don't know if those people in the Yu family are sick and like to take monkeys out of anger." ”

Su Qingming said: "You set up a formation? ”

Ye Zhijian didn't expect Su Qingming to see the problem at once, and said boringly: "Do you know that smart people are easy to annoy people." ”

Su Qingming ignored it and asked, "What about Qingshan?" What about the other villagers? ”

Ye Zhijian glanced at him and teased: "Tsk, I didn't expect your heart to be as good as those bald donkeys in the Hanging Temple." ”

Su Qingming did not speak.

The next moment, this remote village seemed to be enveloped by an invisible sword aura, and countless leaves in the bamboo forest stood like half of a sword hanging in the air.

The surrounding heaven and earth vitality was frozen in an instant.

Su Qingming was lying on the bamboo chair, Ye Zhijian was leaning in front of the wine shop, and the two quietly looked at the few people who walked out of the mountain forest.

A middle-aged man in his forties, with a majestic expression, exuding majestic killing intent all over his body, and blood droplets fell from the spirit sword he was holding in his hand.

Behind him, more than a dozen men in black wore Yin ghost masks.

There was a slaughter in the field.

Su Qingming closed his eyes and didn't care about it.

Ye Zhijian glanced at the young man. The corners of his mouth twitched, but in the end, he couldn't help but scold the words that the mountain village man often hung in his mouth.

A Cave True Realm Peak Sword Immortal.

Three out of the Dust Realm, nine out of the Ning Yuan Realm.

It seems that Yu Zhaosleeve really cares about that son, but she doesn't know why she didn't bring her son to the Sword Sect, but put it in a place like Big River City.

Doesn't she know that her enemies are all over Yuanzhou, and they will be killed at any time?

Ye Zhijian traveled thousands of miles for no reason.

Turning a blind eye to these people in front of him who have a strong aura and a superb realm.

Yu Huayuan stood in front of the wine shop, and he didn't rush to make a move, because the guy who resisted the head of the family without dying with a sword was full of sword qi at the moment, lifeless, and looked like he was going to die at any time.

So he's not in a hurry.

It was the down-and-out man leaning on the threshold that made him feel a little chill inexplicably.

Yu Huayuan squinted slightly and looked at the man.

Now most of the Yu family is on the island in the middle of the lake in Big River City, which is where the rise and fall of the entire family is concerned.

Killing an ant in the Ning Yuan Realm, Yu Huayuan even felt that the head of the family was making a fuss.

Now, it seems, that kid seems to have found a very powerful helper.

However, in the early stage of a cave realm, he didn't care much.

Behind Yu Huayuan, a disciple of the Dust Realm said coldly: "My Sword Sect is doing things again, who are you, if you know each other, hurry up." ”

The downcast man turned his head, then lifted his footsteps.

The next moment, Yu Huayuan's pupils suddenly constricted, and the other party was obviously just an understatement, but he came to him in front of him in the blink of an eye, and followed.

It's a sword.

Yu Huayuan subconsciously raised his sword, wanting to block the extremely fast sword light.

Poof.

After the qi machine shook, a slight sound of a sharp blade entering the body sounded.

The disciple of the Yu family, who had spoken out earlier, clutched his throat and looked ahead in disbelief.