Chapter 182: Xiao Yi's Covetousness
"Mu Xin, you performed well this time, I hope you will work hard to cultivate in the future and don't waste your talent.
After that, if you don't understand anything in your practice, you can always ask me, and I will do my best to solve your doubts.
Then, regarding the resources you need for cultivation, the sect will do its best to meet them, and I hope you will not live up to our expectations. ”
"Whoa!"
Zhao Lei did not say a large number of words to show his loyalty and live up to the cultivation of the sect.
But it was this simple affirmation, coupled with the firm look in Zhao Lei's eyes, that really convinced several people present.
In Zhao Lei's eyes, they saw a firm heart to the Tao.
"Elder Xiao Yi, you take Mu Xin down to have a good rest, if there is anything, just tell me and Elder Liang Jitai directly, and we will go back first."
Feng Qian didn't encounter the previous scene, he thought that the sword path released by Zhao Lei now was the back hand left by the founding patriarch, otherwise how could Zhao Lei be a mortal, so he would leave so easily.
If Feng Qian felt that the previous scene was more massive in the sword dao, he might not have left so easily.
Fortunately, the sword marks are also hidden, otherwise Zhao Lei today would have to be named to move the entire Zhao country.
Feng Qian was in a very good mood, he followed Liang Ji and the two of them and left directly, like this kind of monk who could comprehend the way of the sword by practicing qi, it was the first time he had seen it.
Generally speaking, things that can only be considered when it comes to building a foundation, now that the qi practice is already possessed, then Zhao Lei's cultivation qualifications are so good, as long as the resources can keep up, building a foundation is a sure thing.
With the help of this sword path, Zhao Lei's cultivation in the future will also be very smooth, maybe Jin Dan is not something that cannot be desired?
At that time, the Lingyu Sect was not a nine-rank sect, but after passing the trial, it was directly promoted to the eight-rank sect to take charge of a country.
Feng Qian thought that at that time, he would have to think carefully about where to start a sect again.
In the words of Zhao Guo, the Ten Thousand Souls Sect, as an old eight-rank sect, has a deep heritage, and the Lingyu Sect does not have enough heritage, so I am afraid that it is not an opponent.
You can only find a small country to develop slowly, but this must also be picked well, you can't find something too small and too weak, if it is not as good as Wanning Mansion, then what is the point of being promoted to eight grades.
And this sword mound is gone, as long as the sect's formation is dismantled, just find a new place with beautiful mountains and rivers and abundant spiritual energy, the sect has a better development, and there is nothing to be nostalgic for in this place.
Xiao Yi watched Feng Qian and them leave, and now there were only two people left on the top of the mountain, he and Zhao Lei, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
And Xiao Yi didn't say much, the flying sword appeared directly in front of him, and then he rolled his right hand, Zhao Lei appeared behind him, and then drove the flying sword straight to his mansion.
Xiao Yi's mansion naturally would not collapse as easily as the other disciples lived, and in this tremor, even though cracks appeared in the Sword Peak, his mansion remained unmoved, still standing there.
Xiao Yi took Zhao Lei to the door of his mansion, and then he got off the flying sword, and Zhao Lei followed him into his mansion like this.
Now the entire Sword Peak has been emptied, leaving only Xiao Yi and Zhao Lei.
Therefore, Zhao Lei and the others did not have to be too cautious and restrained like before, he followed behind Xiao Yi and went straight to the square behind the mansion.
There are more than a dozen wooden stakes placed here, and Zhao Lei knows at a glance that this material is extraordinary, and it is the best target for practicing spells.
Then the walls were strewn with sword marks of all sorts of lengths.
It can be seen from this that although Xiao Yi is an elder, he often practices his swordsmanship here.
Then after Zhao Lei came in, Xiao Yi waved his right hand, and a light shield directly enveloped the square.
Then Xiao Yi turned around and looked at Zhao Lei, and he didn't beat around the bush and said directly:
"Good apprentice, what did you get on the twelfth layer of that sword mound inheritance, or is it the way of the sword that you comprehended?"
Facing Xiao Yi's inquiry, Zhao Lei's eyes flickered twice, originally he wanted to hide it.
But when he thought about his previous performance, it wasn't like something he could perform just by comprehending.
If he understood what he said now, then Xiao Yi would definitely not believe it in his heart, and he must have wanted to test himself by asking this.
So Zhao Lei took advantage of the situation to make an embarrassed appearance, and waited for a while before he slowly spoke.
For all this, Xiao Yi can naturally understand, and now he is not in a hurry, he just looks at Zhao Lei quietly and asks him to think about it himself.
"Master, just now I did get a inheritance in the twelfth layer of the sword mound, and after reaching the top, I saw a white-bearded old man appear in front of me.
Then he put his hand on my eyebrows, and somehow there was an extra sword mark in my mind, and everything just now was caused by the sword mark. ”
Hearing Zhao Lei's words, Xiao Yi recalled the rumors that had been circulating in the Lingyu Sect for a long time, presumably the white-bearded old man was the ancestor of the Lingyu Sect.
It is precisely because Zhao Lei was the first to climb the twelfth floor of the sword shrine that the ancestor appeared and passed the sword marks to Zhao Lei, and since the inheritance has been completed, the entire sword shrine has lost its meaning and is invalid.
Xiao Yi thought about these words in his mind, and then looked at Zhao Lei's performance, he shouldn't want to deceive himself.
What's more, Zhao Lei has only been here for a long time, how could he know about this sword mound.
Zhao Lei knew this, his idea was very simple, and now it was purely a blind cat that met a dead mouse.
This sword mound was not born like this, it was artificially stamped later.
The Lingyu Sect has been standing for so long, it must be not wrong to casually say a white-bearded old man, maybe the sword mound is which ancestor sealed the sword marks.
Then in Zhao Lei's mind, there is indeed a sword mark, and he is not wrong, only adulteration in the real can be convincing.
Zhao Lei looked at Xiao Yi's thinking, thinking that he had finally fooled it.
However, when Xiao Yi asked this, I am afraid that he also coveted the sword mark in his mind.
While Xiao Yi was still pondering, Zhao Lei hurriedly tried to communicate with the sword marks, and when Zhao Lei's consciousness fell on the sword marks, he also got a response from it.
"Sword marks, now that you have a home in my mind, I don't want to be robbed by others.
Wait a minute, someone is afraid that they will want to check on me, and then you will keep it out, and it is better to hurt him, only then you can stay in my mind with peace of mind. ”
After Zhao Lei told the sword mark about his plan, the sword mark also shook twice, which was counted as a response.
In this way, Zhao Lei was relieved and waited for Xiao Yi's next plan.