A word like a whisper, a weak mosquito chirping, all the scholars on the official road did not hear it, they were swept away by the storm, they were all pushed away by Shengsheng a few feet away, how could it be possible to hear Qingyang's whispering.

However, this slightest sound was like a thunderbolt to the two cultivators who stepped into the Chong Belt Realm.

Suddenly, the eyes of the two of them instantly condensed on Qingyang's body, especially the man surnamed Mu with a gloomy face, his gaze was even more dangerous.

"It's ridiculous that it's a mortal, a mortal dares to say something crazy!" the man surnamed Mu said coldly, and the temperature in the air became a little cold at this moment.

And at this moment, the sky-rushing sword qi and thunder light were also slowly hidden, and the moment the man known as Zhuge Qingqing saw Qingyang, a faint doubt flashed: "Mortal?"

At this time, Qingyang felt as if he was in the ocean, and a cold and heavy pressure was constantly lapping towards him, if it weren't for his strong body, I am afraid that he would have fallen at this moment.

"I'm not talking nonsense. Qingyang's face was very pale, but he gritted his teeth and said.

The power of the sword qi of the man surnamed Mu is really strong, but there is something missing, a lack of a meaning! And this kind of meaning is the ultimate sword intent that he has been pursuing as a cultivator in his dream!

"Heh, today's mortal scholars, they are really getting more and more bold" The man surnamed Mu had a gloomy face, and his small eyes flashed with a dangerous light.

"In that case, then you can tell me, what is the real sword qi?"

As soon as these words came out, Qingyang felt that the pressure around him was even more terrifying, and his legs were already starting to weaken, but the inexplicable persistence in his heart made him grit his teeth and hold on.

I don't know why. At this moment, under the impact of pressure, Qingyang's mind was very clear, and a feeling of incomparably clear overflowed from his mind, and some inexplicable words flashed in his mind, and the next moment he blurted out uncontrollably.

"Sword intent! where the heart goes, where the sword points to!"

"My heart is full of sword intent!"

"I was born as a sword and a man!"

The sonorous and unyielding three words came out of Qingyang's mouth like thunder, and fell exactly into the ears of the man surnamed Mu and Zhuge Qingqing.

In an instant, a thick look of shock immediately appeared on the face of the man surnamed Mu, as if he had heard some incredible words, and the pupils in his eyes continued to shrink violently. And Zhuge Qingqing, who was opposite him, was also shocked, and looked at Qingyang in disbelief.

"Sword intentSword intent, that's something that even the master can't find, and today I actually heard it from a mortal."

"Who the hell are you?!" A thunderous voice suddenly came out of the mouth of the man surnamed Mu, and this time the man did not use any royal coercion. It's just exciting.

At the same time, the pressure on Qingyang's body. It also disappeared in an instant. He was almost soft to the ground, and he gasped rapidly, but the clarity in his eyes was not diminished in the slightest.

"Nobody, just a scholar rushing to take the exam. When Qingyang relieved himself, he shook his head slightly and said to the gloomy man.

"Scholar? But who has sued you?" The man surnamed Mu locked his eyes on Qingyang, in the cultivator, it was immoral to attack mortals, so he did not continue to exert pressure on Qingyang. It's just that this still makes Qingyang feel a cold wind blowing on his face.

At the same time, Zhuge Qingqing also put away his royal coercion and walked towards the man surnamed Mu, his eyes also focused on Qingyang's body.

"These words are what I got in my dream, and today I saw the master of the king of cultivation show his skills, Xiaosheng did not mean to be offended, and I hope that the two master of the king of cultivation will bear with me. Hearing this, Qingyang was also slightly sure in his heart, and immediately hugged his fists at the two and said humbly.

"Dream talk?" The man surnamed Mu flashed in his eyes when he heard this, and then he glanced at Qingyang again, but found that the latter's eyes were as clear as water, and he didn't have any intention of cheating, and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart.

"Strange, this person doesn't look like a liar, but how could he have such a mysterious dream. The previous words were already faintly mentioning the direction of my future kendo, before I relied too much on the sword, and the sword heart was weak, but now I know, it is also a kind of atmospheric luck. The man surnamed Mu flashed in his eyes, but he said secretly in his heart.

"Well, what Xiao Sheng said is not the slightest bit false!" Qingyang continued to nod.

At this time, Zhuge Qingqing also looked at Qingyang with some doubts, and then turned his head to the man surnamed Mu and said, "Senior Brother Mu, this matter is a bit strange, and besides, I don't know if you feel that this person is a little faintly familiar?"

"Faintly familiar?" The man surnamed Mu smiled dumbly when he heard this, and continued: "Senior Brother Zhuge is thinking too much. This person is a mortal, how can I be familiar with it, it's just that this time he also woke me up with a dream talk, why don't I give him a piece of spirit protection wood. ”

Shout!

The man surnamed Mu said, his palm turned slightly, and then he threw a pale cyan piece of wood to Qingyang in Qingyang's surprised gaze.

"This is the spirit protection wood, reward you for waking up my sword path, this wood can defend against any attack below the Chong Belt Realm three times, don't pass it over. ”

"Hahaha, senior brother, you are really generous. Zhuge Qingqing also laughed when he saw this, and said.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter. By the way, I noticed the breath of Senior Sister Liu before, she seems to be heading in the direction of Kyoto, if I wait to follow, it is better to catch up, I haven't seen it for a long time, but I miss it a little. The gloom on the face of the man surnamed Mu at this moment also slowly dissipated, and he smiled faintly and said.

"Oh, Chihiro, okay, let's go!" Zhuge Qingqing's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said happily.

In the next moment, the two of them shook slightly, Qingyang only felt a gust of wind in front of him, and their figures disappeared into the wind, as if they had never appeared, leaving Qingyang who was holding the piece of wood in a daze.

"What kind of means is this? You can turn over your hand to conjure up a piece of wood, and it will disappear in the blink of an eye, worthy of being a cultivator" A trace of envy flashed in Qingyang's eyes, but this envy soon disappeared, Qingyang's positioning in his life is very clear, this cultivator, after all, is a mountain that he can't reach.

"What is it? This wood is quite comfortable to the touch, hehe. Forget it, it should be regarded as a talisman! The cultivator has nothing to do with me, so I'd better hurry up and go to Kyoto!" Qingyang put the spirit protection wood into his arms, took a deep breath, sorted out his mood, and continued to move forward.

The previous earth-shattering scene was just a study of the cultivator, although it attracted the attention of many scholars, but they also knew that there was no intersection with the cultivator in this life, so they all shook their heads and left, their journey was the exam in Kyoto!

"It's just, how could I have said those three sentences just now? This is obviously a dream" Qingyang walked and wondered in his heart, this dream was too weird.

After shaking his head, Qingyang continued to move forward.

At this moment, the sky has already dispersed, the sun is shining again, the leaves are falling on the official road, and in the bustling crowd, their faces are excited and nervous, and the closer they get to Kyoto, their mood is painful and happy.

And Qingyang is no exception, this is a fateful exam.

Succeed or lose, take a test here!(To be continued......)

PS: Nothing to say all night.