After pulling out the sword, Hua Xiangrong left the small space of the burial sword mound. When she was about to leave, for some reason, she always felt that there seemed to be something else in this mound.

Maybe it's her delusion. Hua Xiangrong thought.

Standing on the big bluestone platform at the top of Wanjian Peak, the people around him were silent. After a while, the old monk came up to her and said to her, "Girl, may I see your sword?" ”

Hua Xiangrong nodded: "Of course you can." ”

As soon as her mind moved, "Fan Tie" appeared in her hand.

The monks present looked at the simple sword in her hand and looked at each other.

Was this really pulled out of the burial sword mound? It's not as good as their usual sword.

"I wonder what the name of this sword is?" The monk asked.

"This sword is called Fan Tie." Hua Xiangrong replied.

The name goes well with its appearance. Most of the monks said in their hearts.

The monk who asked her question looked intently at the sword in Hua Xiangrong's hand, and the envy in his eyes could not be hidden. He sighed: "I really want to know what the burial sword mound looks like, I really want to have a sword of my own." ”

"This ...... Big brother, don't be discouraged, as long as you persevere, you will succeed one day. Luo Jiuyu said on the side.

She said it very seriously, and it was not the same tone as when the people before her were perfunctory.

But the gray-robed monk with a somewhat haggard face waved his hand: "That's it, that's it." There are times in life when you have to have it, and there are times in life when you don't want it. After so many years, it's time to let go. ”

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked down the mountain step by step, his back looking very gloomy.

There is no such thing as justice in the whole world. And so much more so for monks, let alone mortals?

"Alas, speaking of which, he is also a poor man with a miserable life." Someone said.

"This brother, I would like to hear about it."

"He is so obsessed with learning swords, in fact, because he can't get over a hurdle in his heart."

"Forty years ago, he had a wife, and the husband and wife lived their own small life, and they were also harmonious and beautiful. Suddenly, one day, someone from the Xiuzhen sect came to the door and said that his wife was a demon cultivator and wanted to bring it back to the sect for interrogation. ”

Of course, he didn't want to, and he didn't believe that his wife was a demon cultivator. But the two of them are weak, how can they be the opponents of the disciples of the Immortal Sect. In the end, his wife was taken away. ”

He always felt that it was because of his weakness that he failed to protect his wife, and from then on vowed to cultivate the Tao. Obviously a person with no talent, he completed the spirit introduction and qi refining with perseverance, but he was stuck in the step of seeking the path. ”

"Forty years is nothing for a monk, but for a mortal, it's half a lifetime."

The man finally sighed.

"Her wife, is it really a demon cultivator?" Luo Jiuyu asked.

"Who knows? The big man of Xianmen said yes, that is. Anyway, we people can't tell the difference. The sword cultivator who told the story of the Grey Monk shook his head and said.

"If there is no evidence, why arrest people indiscriminately?" Luo Jiuyu said with some indignation.

"You have to be quiet, girl. People are big immortals, and we little monks can't be guilty. The man hurriedly admonished her.

Hua Xiangrong raised his eyes, and there were several monks around him who looked at Luo Jiuyu with unkind faces, as if she had said something wrong.

"This girl is not right to say that. If his wife is really a demon cultivator, who will be responsible for what happened? ”

"Yes, the demon cultivator is insidious and cunning, and it is unknown if he was deceived."

"You ......" Luo Jiuyu was about to say more, but was pulled by Hua Xiangrong.

"The two of you have a point, it's my sister who is reckless. It's just that I don't know which immortal sect is so jealous and hateful, and wholeheartedly thinks about the cultivation realm? Hua Xiangrong asked with a smile.

Her words sounded full of yin and yang in Luo Jiuyu's ears, but those two people didn't think so.

One of them looked at Hua Xiangrong a few more times, and a look of approval appeared in his eyes: "You are a woman who is not only talented, but also able to speak, and if you join an immortal sect in the future, you will definitely have a bright future." ”

Hua Xiangrong was noncommittal to his words: "You haven't answered my question yet." ”

"It's the Canglan Sect." He replied in a reverent tone.

"It turned out to be the Canglan Sect, so it's not surprising. Thank you for informing us. Hua Xiangrong still kept smiling, and then turned around with Luo Jiuyu and left.

The sword cultivator who had told the story before looked at the backs of the two, rubbed his chin, and said with a low smile, "Interesting." ”

Then he also left Wanjian Peak.

The gray-clothed monk walked down the Ten Thousand Swords Peak, looking around, not knowing where to go. He found a random path and walked aimlessly, thinking that wherever he went.

"This big brother, I see that you look haggard and sad, is there anything unpleasant?" A soft, slightly feminine woman's voice asked.

He looked up, and it was a woman in red, holding a feather fan in her hand, smiling at her.

"Who are you?" He asked.

"My name is Yun Ji." The woman's tone was still soft.

"You can tell me about your troubles, and maybe, I can help you." She added.

The grayfriar involuntarily clenched his fist and said that he had put it down, but after so many years, how could it be so easy to let go?

He always remembered that the person who took away his wife with a noble and cold expression that day was wearing the same clothes as the young man who was born handsome and extraordinary, and who came to bury the sword mound in high spirits to find the sword.

Others said that the young man's name was Shen Zixiang, and he was a closed disciple of the sect master of the Canglan Sect, and at a young age, he was already ranked fifth on the list of the young generation of heroes in the cultivation realm, and his future was limitless.

"I ......," he said, but he didn't know where to start.

"It's okay, you think slowly, I'll listen." Yun Ji whispered to him.

Hua Xiangrong and Luo Jiuyu came down from Wanjian Peak and saw Li Huai and Changsun Xiao and his wife, as well as Li Mu, Li Lin, and an unknown woman.

"Miss Jiuyu, Miss Rong, I'll introduce you to me, this is my sister, Murong Qi." Li Lin said.

"Miss Murong, I have admired my name for a long time." Hua Xiangrong nodded to Murong Qi.

"Alin said you're very good." Murong Qi's voice was still clear and moving.

"That's Miss Li's reputation." Hua Xiangrong replied.

"It's not an exaggeration, it's really powerful." Luo Jiuyu said immediately beside him.

"I see, with her, your list of heroes may have to be rearranged." Luo Jiuyu continued in an almost arched tone.

What a smart person she was, she could see at a glance the burning battle intent in Murong Qi's eyes when he looked at Hua Xiangrong. Even if she didn't say it, Murong Qi would have to make an appointment with Hua Xiangrong.

A smile appeared on Murong Qi's face, and his fingers were already gripping the scabbard.

"I want to accommodate the girl, I wonder if I can ask for advice?"

Hua Xiangrong thought about it and said to Murong Qi, "Naturally, you can." It's just that I just pulled out my sword and I'm still a little tired, so Miss Murong let me rest and fight again. ”

Luo Jiuyu could see it, and of course she could also see the battle intent in Murong Qi's eyes. Sharpening the sword is like this, and all the tribulations encountered on the way of cultivation, whether it is people or things, are the whetstones for them to sharpen themselves.

If you have passed, you will go to the next level; If you can't get through, start all over again. Sharpening the edge of the kendo is one of the representatives of the reluctant way, when it is stronger, never give up. The blade of the sword will only move forward until the sword is broken.

Feeling the incomparable aura and eager sword on Murong Qi's body, Hua Xiangrong felt that his blood was also burning.

Who made her a sword cultivator? If Murong Qi wants to fight her, then fight.

She has her own sword, and she has the foundation to stand on.

Sitting next to the tea stall under Wanjian Peak, Hua Xiangrong picked up a cup of tea and drank it all.

Of course, this tea is not as good as the "rain and air" of Chu Mansion, the tea leaves are bitter, and the tea soup is not so bright. Hua Xiangrong drank it, and at first it only felt very bitter, but after returning to the sweetness, there was a refreshing coolness.

It seems that coarse tea also has a unique taste.

After slowly pranayama, Hua Xiangrong could feel that his Upper Emptiness Secret was moving towards the fifth layer.

If a monk's practice is in line with the path he is pursuing, then the monk's cultivation speed will be accelerated.

For example, Feng Yuqing, the Supreme Sword Dao and the Supreme Clear Secret have a very high degree of fit. I don't know how compatible the Shangqing Empty Secret is with this mortal sword? I'll give it a try later.

After resting, Hua Xiangrong stood up from her seat and moved her gaze to Murong Qi.

"Miss Murong, it's okay." She said to Murong Qi.

"You're a cheerful person." There was a look of appreciation in Murong Qi's eyes, and Hua Xiangrong's personality was very appetizing to her.

Looking at her, Hua Xiangrong couldn't help but think of Ayachi.

Aya Qian's pride and sharpness are even more than Murong Qi's, and just like her, she holds the Blazing Sun Whip in her hand and says to Feng Yuqing: "You are Feng Yuqing?" They say you're the most powerful sword cultivator in the world. ”

Feng Yuqing was also arrogant at that time, and she recognized this name as a matter of course. Then the two of them fought, and after that, they didn't know each other, and they introduced each other as confidants, and they concluded the Jinlan contract.

I wonder how Ayachi is doing now?

She still can't relax, she has to be faster, faster and stronger, so that she can figure out Ayachi's condition earlier.