"Shi Lao, you said, what's so good about this?"

"Don't you know, I feel the rudiments of a slight sword intent in this spirit blade, it seems that you also have your own comprehension of the way of the sword!"

"Kendo, comprehension?"

Hearing this, Qingyun immediately scratched his head, very embarrassed.

In fact, what he is best at is guerrilla warfare and sneak attacks, which is why he subconsciously condenses the sword to the point where it is as thin as a hair.

If the conspiracy and trickery can also be regarded as kendo comprehension, then he really has to find a crack to get into, and he has no face to see the mighty father under Jiuquan.

"Maybe you can use this spirit blade to create a set of exercises of your own, and eventually open a mountain and become a grandmaster!"

The old stone was a blockbuster.

"Ah, grandmaster, don't don't, Shi Lao, don't stumble on me, you don't know how many pounds and taels I have, boy, and I don't want to be famous, I can make a fortune by muffling!"

Qingyun's head shook like a rattle, and he was so angry that Lao Shi scolded him for his lack of ambition, saying that he wasted his great talent and other unnutritious criticism.

In the end, Xiao Ye transformed this hair-thin spiritual blade into an extremely delicate and thin small sword with a less skillful technique, which was somewhat similar to his original hairpin.

"The green tree is an ancient road, Qingyun Luoshui Bridge, the old man is in the eye, and the soul is difficult to recruit, so it is called Luoyun, Luoyun Jianmang. ”

He subconsciously thought of his deceased eldest sister, and his heart couldn't help but feel sad, so he turned the spirit blade into the shape of a hairpin that disappeared with her.

"Luo Yun? ”

Looking at the declining appearance of the young master, the old stone gradually fell silent, as if he thought of something.

The silence of the two made Qingyun begin to think wildly, looking at the majestic face of the old stone, he suddenly muttered in his heart:

"The origin of this old stone is mysterious, although the cultivation of the Condensation Realm is strong, it is only just starting among high-level cultivators, but he not only refines his divine sense, but also feels the sword intent, what is going on?"

Thinking of this, Qingyun's face remained unchanged, and he asked lightly:

"By the way, Shi Lao, I heard that the mystical artistic conception can only be understood by the monks of the Spiritual Realm?

Hearing this, he seemed to quickly withdraw his emotions from his memory, and said briefly:

"No, sword intent and artistic conception are two different concepts, the former is the manifestation of your intuitive understanding of the sword, while the latter is more obscure and elusive. ”

"Oh?

The old stone didn't care, and said bluntly:

"Well, for example, the sword intent is the manifestation of the comprehension of the sword, then the artistic conception can be understood as a projection of your own life trajectory. ”

"Huh?"

The old stone's words didn't seem to be said, which made Qingyun confused and at the same time seemed to touch a little doorway.

"Your past shows your future, and the future is just a reappearance of the past. ”

"Enlightenment?"

Qingyun tilted his head, chewed on these two words for a while, and then spread his hands and shook his head, mocking:

"Anyway, I'm still young, and I can't understand it, but if I really understand it, what is the meaning of life?"

"You kid, why can't you get along with me?

The old stone stopped abruptly halfway through his words, and then avoided the topic very abruptly and jerkyly, and said instead:

"Come, try the power of Luo Yun's sword. ”

Seeing this, Qingyun's eyes flashed with a flash of light, and he didn't rush to ask, the red spirit blade broke through and transformed, which started a tense and fierce confrontation with the old stone.

A few days later, the old and the young walked slowly and leisurely on the official road again.

Except for the first few temptations, Luo Yun Jianmang has been like a meandering fish for the next few days, happily cruising beside the half of the Mingyu ice chip in the dantian, enjoying the warmth of Qingyun together.

As he expected, although the old stone was full of praise for the idea of the spirit blade and the prototype of the sword intent, the power was really unsatisfactory.

"If you use your skills in a mountain, Luoyun Sword Mangs should not be able to block my blow, of course, this Red Mang is extremely fast, concealed, and spiritual, rather than used to face the enemy head-on, it is of great value to help from the side. ”

Old Shi's words were very subtle, but the master had to admit that Luo Yun's sword could only be used for a sneak attack, and his sword intent could be summed up in eight bright characters:

"Conspiracy and deceit, secret tricks!"

"Hey, let's recuperate slowly, maybe one day I will be able to reveal the sharpness of Bai Zhizheng's Guanri sword!"

The young master lamented against his will.

Walking on the official road, the two inevitably encountered disaster victims, and compared with what Qingyun saw and heard more than ten years ago, the number of victims this time seems to have decreased slightly.

According to Lao Shi, it was because the infighting in Qingxutian was controlled, so the lives of mortals would become stable, but in exchange for this, Qingyun sneered:

"Your old Qiyuan City is different, and I don't want to think that our south has been less populated many years ago, and of course there are fewer and fewer refugees. ”

There are few mortals, and there are naturally few monks, and along the way, the two of them only met a disciple of the Hundred Veins Realm who was a loose cultivator with a famous spirit, and they also hurried to the direction of Qianzhong City.

The master and apprentice saw that Qingyun was a Yuanhua Realm monk, and the other middle-aged man didn't seem to be a master to mess with, just like a mouse that had to run away when he saw a cat, which made the little master speechless for a while.

As soon as the old stone thought about it, he raised his hand to stop it, and said in a deep voice:

"The two of you stayed. ”

The master and apprentice looked like they were not very old, and they didn't dare to gasp in the face of the high-level monks, so they hurriedly bent down and clenched their fists.

"I've seen two seniors. ”

Qingyun also replied very politely, and the old stone asked straight to the point:

"Looking at the two of them in a hurry, they also have the blood of the demon clan on their bodies, but they have come back from the 100,000 mountains?"

"Exactly. ”

Although the two masters are dressed very ordinarily, most of them will be reminiscent of casual cultivation at first glance, but the powerful momentum makes the master and apprentice dare not hide it, and they nod busily.

"What's the situation up ahead?"

Old Stone continued to ask.

"I wonder what the seniors are asking?"

"Should you be recruited by the Void Heaven or should you go on your own?"

"Back to my predecessors, it's neither. ”

Hearing this, the old stone suddenly showed doubts on his face, and blurted out again:

"Oh, what's going on?"

Qingyun didn't know much about these things, and he couldn't help but be curious.

"We were instructed by the senior monk Wang Qingquan stationed in Qianzhong City to go to the periphery to transport supplies. ”

"Supplies? Why, the supplies ahead are cut off?"

The monk of the Hundred Veins Realm immediately showed a wry smile on his face, shook his head and said:

"Broken? There has never been, so what can we talk about?"

Hearing this, the old stone's face immediately became gloomy:

"Possible elaboration?"

"Hey, I'm afraid my predecessors came from other places, right? Our Qianzhong City is already one of the few small cities in the south of Liangzhou that is willing to accept the disaster victims, and it can even be said that there are still people living in it, and in the past hundred years, I am afraid that more than a dozen people from other places have gone to the city. ”

"Hmm. ”

With a soft hum, the old stone quietly waited for the next step of the Hundred Veins Realm cultivator.

"We don't know, and we don't want to know why Qingxutian insists on fighting with the demon clan, but the matter of its internal fighting is known to the world, not to mention Qianzhong City, which is close to some towns in the middle, and their supplies are in short supply. ”

"This should have nothing to do with the front, as far as I know, the provisions for the war should be direct. ”

"What the predecessors said, but they didn't know anything. ”

"There is a puzzle. ”

"Don't dare, in addition to the monks of this sect, the supplies of the monks who responded to the call are also provided by Qingxutian, but let's not talk about the layers of stripping, the materials distributed to other sects alone are a lot of money, not to mention that some towns not only can't get supplies, but they also have to give oil and water to the top, otherwise they will be transferred to the front line, in case they are stationed in the empty city as a bare-rod commander, they don't know how to die. ”

Hearing this, Qingyun could see that Old Stone's face was beginning to become more and more ugly.

"It's not all to blame!"

Speaking of this, the Spirit Induction Realm apprentice, who had been silent, suddenly shouted angrily, scaring his master half to death, and hurriedly covered his mouth, but couldn't cover his voice.

"Master, why don't you let me say that if it weren't for Yun Youya's insistence on starting a war with the demon clan, our place would have already become the most prosperous place in Liangzhou! Look at Jingzhou, which also borders on the demon clan, although there is occasional friction, it is becoming more and more prosperous, look at us here!"

"Don't talk about you, don't you?"

The monks of this Hundred Veins Realm almost cried violently.

"The two seniors forgive the sins, the young apprentice is still shallow and open-mouthed, please don't blame you. ”

Qingyun hurriedly waved his hand, signaling that the two of them were fine.

He's right. ”

The old stone exhaled a long breath, and then said:

"But the aliens have been burning and looting in my Liangzhou all the year round, causing the lives here to be ruined, if we don't do something, wouldn't we..."

At this point, he seemed to be a little short of words, and he didn't know how to continue the following, and the monk of the Hundred Veins Realm also smiled bitterly and asked:

"It seems that the senior is a disciple of Qingxutian, right?"

"No, it's not. ”

Old Stone shook his head.

"Hehe, then you can go to the front line and take a look. ”

"Oh?

"Senior, after you go, you'll probably know who is burning, killing and looting. ”

At this time, Qingyun, who had been silent, said:

"Shi Lao, I also heard Ah Lian say that the fur and inner pill of the demon cultivator are all excellent things for our refining medicine and refining weapons, and they are more valuable than the output of the alien beasts, so the border of the 100,000 mountains, where the human monks pass, their homes are all scorched earth for thousands of miles, and the bones do not exist, and the monks of the Clear Void Heaven may be able to restrain themselves, but the other people who fight the autumn wind do not have so much self-control. ”

"Restraint? ridiculous!"

The little monk of the Spirit Channeling Realm said sarcastically.

If it weren't for Yun Youya's insistence on going to war with the Demon Clan, coupled with the infighting between him and Qin Chengtian that caused Qing Xutian to lose management, our Liangzhou would still be the richest fertile soil in the world!"

After speaking, the little monk seemed to be still angry, and seemed to have a complaint against his master, and continued to say in a loud voice:

"Restraint, did you kill someone in your house and say that you restrained?"

"Shut up!"

In a hurry, the master of the Hundred Veins Realm threw a slap in the apprentice's face, but was stopped by the old stone's stretched out.