From Qianzhong City to the Thirty-Three Realms, from a young man to today's Yuanhua Sword Cultivator, Qingyun has grown a lot and changed a lot in more than ten years.

In the past, he was so convinced that he would not forget his original intention, and Fang De always had this sentence to lead him forward, and even to get in touch with Yao Mengxun.

But with the passage of time, or all kinds of cruel experiences, whether it is what he has seen or heard, now he has long dared not say those innocent and beautiful words easily.

As soon as Xiao Luo died, the seed called hatred, which had grown slowly but had deep roots, sprouted frantically again.

The karma that eroded his mind all the time made Qingyun's broken heart more and more peaceful, as if hatred was the medicine to heal the wounds, not time.

"I haven't forgotten my original intention, but my eldest sister hasn't been able to have a beginning and an end. ”

There is a young man's sigh in the wind, but time has not flown lightly.

The short episode of the encounter with the old stone was like a flash in the pan, and after escaping from Qianzhong City, Qingyun wandered around aimlessly for a while.

The southern part of Liangzhou, where the war is burning more and more, is really not as good as Yuezhou, which is located in the middle of Kyushu.

Although Qingyun's cheap uncle Yichen has been named weak and soft, and now that the power of time and space is chaotic, the traffic of various places and gates has long become congested and sluggish, but it is an indisputable fact that Yuezhou under the governance of the Immortal Sword Sect is becoming richer and richer.

Yaoguang City, one of the Seven Star Arrays of Lishu Immortal Martial Arts, is the Qingshui Town with beautiful corners, and there are also many spiritual mountains and rivers and cultivation treasures nearby.

But there is not even a decent town around this Qianzhong City, and there are only three or two remnants of the occasional household, which is desolate.

Barren mounds, lonely graves, jackdaws, bad waters.

The pictures that only exist on the picture scroll are perfectly displayed in front of Qingyun's eyes again and again.

It was also at this time that he realized that the place around Yiqian Mountain was really very beautiful and peaceful.

So the master had to stop for a while, buy some drinks, and continue to move forward, to see if he could find other big cities, maybe if he was lucky, he could also come across a teleportation array or something, and borrow one or two.

In fact, Qingyun was not aimless, he was still anxious about the little remnant soul of Xiao Luoyi who was attached to the small piece of Mingyu ice chip in the Dantian.

But Xiao Qi once made it clear that even if he could immediately fly to Yanzhou, which was thousands of miles away, and then kick open the gate of the Jade Empty Gate, let Zhong Lingyu take action to refine the Ming Jade Ice Chip for him.

But Xiao Luoyi's remnant soul is still very fragile at present, like a budding stamen, unable to withstand any wind and rain, and needs Zang Feng to absorb the power of the soul to nourish it little by little, not to mention the need for a good spirit jade to refine the jade piece.

So the master planned to turn around and go east to Jingzhou, looking for his good brother he hadn't seen for ten years, Yao Pofeng!

"There has been no news for so many years, could it be that you have really been locked up by your father?"

Qingyun smiled secretly in his heart.

Along the way, he had heard of the gossip about being locked up after recovering from his injuries, but according to the master's understanding of him, unless he did it himself, he was afraid that even if it was an iron cage made of steel, it would not be able to control the second ancestor.

However, Qingyun's road to visiting friends has not gone far, and it was completely disrupted by a sudden news, as for what it is, this has to start with a chance encounter a few days ago.

After traveling east from Qianzhong City for more than a month, Qingyun did not see any big towns, but he met a few blind juniors on the official road, and after being punished by him, the interested young master flashed into the shade of the forest, out of sight and out of mind.

Although he broke through to the Yuanhua Realm, Qingyun's "Yuan Shen" was still a complete ornament, coupled with the habit of holding his breath and circulating internally, the aura around his body also became very dim due to Zang Feng's fusion in his body, so his spiritual power fluctuations were not strong.

If he doesn't do anything with people, or encounters a powerful divine sense sweeping, he gives people the feeling that he is also the appearance of the Hundred Veins Realm, so it is normal for him to be targeted unarmed.

The heavier the evil spirit, the heavier the murderous intent.

He has a powerful Qilin blood flowing in his body, but it is not the Qilin True Spirit of the year, since the heart barrier set up for him by Happy Gong was broken due to Xiao Luo's death, the bloody karma has been infecting his mind all the time.

Those juniors who wanted to rob him almost became the souls of Zang Feng's sword, but at least for now, Qingyun still maintains a sense of reason and criteria in his heart about who should be killed and who should not be killed.

A large amount of killing may be able to quickly obtain the power of the soul to nourish Xiao Luoyi, but the price of overcorrection often does not allow people to get ahead of the curve, or destroy it early, and there will be no recovery.

It was also recently that Qingyun realized that whether it was Xiao Qi, his father, or even the old stone he met recently, they all made themselves cautious while controlling Zangfeng.

"What kind of warmth is this, this is obviously feeding the sword with the body, and it is really an evil sword!"

The master was helpless.

Yes, Zang Feng and Qingyun get along well on the surface, as if they are Qin Se and Ming, but in fact, this black sword was branded from the beginning of its refusal, and then it actively merged into Qingyun's blood, which was completely dominated by itself.

At the end of the day, it was because Qingyun's suppressed bloody karma was released, and Zang Feng tasted the sweetness, and Zang Feng also cooperated extremely well to release the power of the soul within Qingyun when he needed it.

What seems to be a blunt dead thing is actually extremely scary to think about it, step by step as if it was calculated, forcing Qingyun to use it.

Even in the end, it is hidden in his body to help him suppress evil spirits, or absorb karma, or it can be understood as to protect Qingyun, an "iron rice bowl", from dying halfway.

Therefore, when teaching those juniors who tried to rob him in vain, Qingyun did not choose to kill them, let alone use Zangfeng, but just used Luo Yun's sword to cooperate with his spiritual pressure to intimidate a little, and released a few people after a punishment.

"Sin is not unto death. ”

Staring at the empty blue sky, the young master thought about some inconsequential, but sharp questions like pins and needles.

But the blue sky will not solve his doubts, and the heavens have never sent any favors, but the sound of fighting with gold and iron makes his sword eyebrows raised.

"It smelled of blood. ”

The young master narrowed his eyes and said secretly.

After ten years, Qingyun in a trance stepped into the future, but his memory was still in the dark battle of the Thirty-Three Realms, and his five senses were already extremely powerful, and he easily understood that most of them were fighting with a seriously injured body.

"The fluctuation of spiritual power is not very strong, at most, it should be the consummation of the Hundred Veins Realm, or the early stage of the Yuanhua Realm. ”

Although he is still only a weak low-level monk now, he at least has a little self-preservation power, and he is not Xiao Luoyi, who is a little cold-blooded and ruthless from the Demon Sect, after a little thought, he followed the voice and shuttled through the forest without a single leaf.

After only a few dozen breaths of effort, the young master lightly clicked on a giant tree, and looked down at the group on the ground condescendingly.

The two sides only have a total of seven or eight people, but the difference in strength between them is very large.

On one side was a young man in a blood-stained robe and holding a sword, protecting a delicate and beautiful woman behind him, and on the other side, led by a Yuanhua Realm monk, leading five or six Hundred Veins Realm monks, was staring at them in a tense confrontation.

"It's all uniform, maybe it's some nearby force. ”

Qingyun said in his heart.

A typical hero saves the United States, which is happening everywhere in Kyushu at this moment, but if you want to be a hero, you have to be strong and able to carry the cultivation.

Of course, this young man with a dark and immature face, who has no intersection with the handsome, although he is covered with devastation, and his cultivation is far from the strongest person on the other side, his eyes are still extremely sharp, and his momentum is on par with the combination of the six people, which is very magical.

"Hmmm, it's not?!"

Qingyun's heart was suddenly full of surprise.

What aroused his interest was not the young man's cultivation of the Hundred Veins Realm, who also fought against the five Hundred Veins Realm cultivators on the other side, and even a master in the early stage of the Yuanhua Realm, but the woman behind him.

To be precise, it should be a thing looming in the woman's arms!

"Boy, my patience is limited, if it weren't for the pity, I would have killed you in one move, and those who know each other should get out of here, don't want to..."

Before the monk of the Yuanhua Realm finished speaking, he was interrupted by the woman behind the young man:

"Brother Crane doesn't have to worry about me, you go quickly, the light flute can't affect you, I'll stop these thieves for you!"

It's just that although her words are good, it is not difficult to see from Qingyun's sharp eyes that this woman not only hugged the things in her arms, but even shrank her body to the thin back of the young man, and her attitude is very interesting and discussable.

And this young man is obviously just a milky first brother, not to mention obsessed with women, at least he is not aware of the woman's thoughts in the open and secret, and the young master frowned.

"Don't worry, Miss Long, with me, they will definitely not hurt you in the slightest!"

At this point, his momentum did not decrease but increased, and his long sword stood horizontally, which was actually a posture of fighting to the death with the other party, which gave the Yuanhua Realm monk a headache.

The strength of the young man is naturally not worth mentioning in his eyes, but from the initial fight to the later anxiety, the injuries on the other party's body are indeed getting more and more serious, but there is no intention of falling down, and the resilience is extremely strong!

He could have pinched the other party to death, but the hateful thing is that this kid is slippery like a loach, obviously has no combat experience, but he can always smell the only ray of life in the dead corner before the danger comes.

And the pity in his mouth is not that he wants to recruit this person, but that the hundred vein realm cultivators under his command are all the backbone of the family, and they are all the henchmen he has personally cultivated.

The most important thing is the woman of the Long family who is guarding behind him, things can be robbed but not killed, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable.

At this time, I heard the woman say again:

"Brother Crane, you... Hey, even so, the light flute can only advance and retreat with you!"

The female cultivator bit her lip tightly, and took the expression of pity and sacrifice her life to accompany the king just right, if it weren't for the fact that the young master and the witch Xiao had been together for a long time, she might have been deceived by the other party.

"No, you leave quickly with your things, I'll stop them for you, they can't help me!

"No, Brother Crane, I can't leave you alone!"

"Let's go!"

"Okay, Brother He, your kindness is unrequited, I just want to tie the grass ring in the next life, or have the honor to replace you..."

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