Ji Yuan happened to come back with Niu Batian at this time, and with his hearing, it was so quiet in the inn at the moment, and he naturally heard Yan Fei's muttering with a little unwillingness very clearly.

This flying swordsman with strong swordsmanship has actually been confused and depressed during this time, and Ji Yuan knows this.

In the corridor of the inn, Ji Yuan and Niu Batian separated, each went back to his room, watched Niu Batian touch the money bag on his chest from time to time, and couldn't help but joke.

"Don't go out tonight, we have to go to the Wei Mansion tomorrow morning, we entourages will be distressed if we can't find Master Niu." ”

The old cow, who had already walked more than a dozen steps after saying this, stiffened for a moment, turned back and smiled at Ji Yuan in embarrassment, and then went back to his room.

Niu Batian's room was closer to Yan Fei's room, and the sound of closing the door was also heard by Yan Fei in the house, but for the latter, it was normal for Lao Niu to come back at this time, in fact, he thought that Lao Niu would not come back tonight.

Yan Fei shook it, put his long sword back into the sheath, put it back at the head of the bed, and then lay down again, looking at the ceiling of the room in a daze.

Ji Yuan did not rush back to the room, but stood quietly in the corridor for a long time, although there were no waves in his pale eyes, there were ripples in the depths of his heart.

After a long time, Ji Yuan took out a scroll from his sleeve, slowly unfolded it, and read the words on it.

Then close your eyes, reach out and touch every word on it, and feel carefully under the harmony of body and mind.

Combined with Yan Fei's mood and his perception at the moment, in a trance, Ji Yuan seemed to penetrate the barrier of time and space, and looked at an old man in the sky.

There was a hut, a table in front of the court, a sword in one hand, a pen in the other, writing on the other, and the old man also spoke hoarsely and slowly.

"Eighty years of human growth is a long way, where is the end of the martial arts? There can be immortals above the congenital......?

This scroll is the "Sword Intent Post" that caused the bloody storm of Dazhen Martial Arts and made countless martial artists snatch their heads.

Yan Fei, Lu Chengfeng and even Du Heng have different personalities, and their attitudes towards martial arts are also different, compared to the latter two, Yan Fei is not so much yearning for chivalry, but more like a pure martial artist.

Ji Yuan muttered and sighed.

"How similar is it to the left......"

Unlike most cultivators, Ji Yuan has never looked down on martial artists, and the "Sword Intent Post" has a deep impact on him, even now, this kind of skill is close to the Tao's perception is so valuable, it can't be divided by immortals.

"Is martial arts really so powerless?"

Ji Yuan also muttered and repeated this sentence, and then shook his head.

If Zuo Li is alive, with this person's martial arts cultivation, ordinary demons and monsters are probably no different from an ordinary Jianghu opponent in front of him.

The Zuo maniac when he wrote "Zuo Li's Sword Codex" may have been just a congenital master who was dominant for a while, but when he wrote "Sword Intent", Ji Yuan thought that Zuo Li at that moment was already an invincible Zuo Sword Immortal in the world.

Ji Yuan has never been so confirmed!

This sword intent! This Dao Yun! is almost a kick in the door to step into another realm, if it succeeds, then what kind of excitement will it be afterward?

But in the end, Zuo Li still ended up with hatred......

"It's a pity...... It's a pity......"

Ji Yuan himself is a martial arts master level, and he also has a natural enthusiasm and good impression of martial arts, but he is not a pure martial artist, he has too many things to worry about, and too many things to occupy energy.

His mind flowed and his thoughts moved at will, and Ji Yuan opened his eyes and spoke softly.

"Did Yan Daxia ever sleep?"

The sound drifted into Yan Fei's room like a breeze and reached his ears, who almost immediately straightened up again.

'Is Mr. Ji calling me?'

"If you haven't slept yet, please go to Ji's house to talk about it. ”

Ji Yuan's voice came again, and Yan Fei finally confirmed that he was not dreaming just now, and immediately lifted the futon and put on his coat.

It didn't take long for Ji Yuan to sit in the room when he heard Yan Fei's approaching footsteps, and when Yan Fei was about to reach out and knock on the door, another voice came from inside.

"Just push the door and come in. ”

Yan Fei didn't hesitate, and directly pushed the door open, Ji Yuan was sitting at the table, in addition to an oil lamp with a lampshade on the table, there was also an unfolded notebook, Ji Yuan looked down at the notebook, and did not immediately look up distracted.

Yan Fei didn't dare to slack off, and hugged his sword and arched his hand.

"Mr. Ji, Yan Fei is disturbed!"

Ji Yuan looked up and smiled, and reached out to the stool on his side.

"It's Ji who disturbs Yan Daxia's rest, please take a seat. ”

Yan Fei closed the door behind him, walked quickly to the table, and sat down next to Ji Yuan, his eyes were naturally attracted by the calligraphy on the table, and before he could ask, Ji Yuan had already explained out loud.

"This word is introverted, the pen is like a dragon and snake, it is not only a good word, but also a good sword, it is a rare wonderful pen in the world, and Yan Daxia must have heard its name, which is the "Sword Intent Post" left by Zuo Li back then. ”

"Sword Intent!?Zuo Li?It turns out that the left maniac is called Zuo Li!'

Yan Fei was shocked, it was really too famous for "Sword Intent", which had been spread in the Dazhen martial arts for decades, and it had been forgotten for a while, but because of the thirteen thieves of Yandi back then, it was well known in the martial arts.

At least Yan Fei's generation is very aware of the legend of this calligraphy.

'I didn't expect the "Sword Intent Post" to be in the hands of Mr. Ji, and it's no wonder that no one has found any trace of the calligraphy in the martial arts over the years......

The thoughts in his heart were like electricity, but Yan Fei didn't have any superfluous thoughts about the martial arts that might be contained in this "Sword Intent Post", firstly, this was a matter of fate, and secondly, this period of time made him have a trace of decadence about martial arts.

As if seeing through Yan Fei's thoughts, Ji Yuan looked at him and asked with a smile.

"Do you think that no matter how exquisite the martial arts referred to in this "Sword Intent Post" are, they are just mortal martial arts?"

Yan Fei was slightly stunned, he didn't expect his mind to be seen through by Mr. Ji, but he didn't refute it.

"Among the immortal cultivators, there is a saying that martial arts are small skills in the dust, and they are not enough to worry about, what does Yan Daxia think?"

Faced with Ji Yuan's question, Yan Fei's heart tightened, although he was unwilling, he also agreed, but he was not a stupid person, and he understood that since Mr. Ji asked like this, there must be a twist in the future, but it was really difficult to deny it against his will, and if he was questioned, he couldn't explain why.

Yan thought that standing at the height of the immortals, there was nothing wrong with this. ”

"I know you're going to say that. ”

Ji Yuan smiled, and then pointed to the sword intent.

"But martial arts, or martial arts, is not as simple as you think, and it is not as simple as some superficial immortal cultivators think. ”

Ji Yuan's smile was retracted, and his voice was solemn with emotion.

"Zuo Li has been a martial arts maniac all his life, and he has begun to seek immortals when he is old, but he doesn't know his martial arts realm, if he can do his best to take a step forward, it will be a new scene that has never been seen before. ”

"Knock...... Boom...... Knock ....... knock ......"

Ji Yuan tapped rhythmically on the "Sword Intent Post" in his hand, and said very seriously when he looked at the copy.

"When manpower is poor, but martial arts is not a small skill!"

A trace of mana flowed along Ji Yuan's fingers into the sword intent post, and the divine intent on the script had been moved.

"If there is really such a person, who can study martial arts to the pinnacle of the world, and then break through the obstacles and continue to open up the future, the way of martial arts will inevitably be more exciting, Ji has a hunch, although this road is difficult, the future achievements may not be lost to the way of immortals and demons. ”

Ji Yuan looked at Yan Fei again and pushed the sword intent post in front of him.

"Although Ji has also seen the "Zuoli Sword Codex", he has not remembered it, and it is also a thing of the Zuo family, so it is not easy to pass it on at will, but the true meaning of the martial arts on this sword intent post is more rare than that martial arts secret book, maybe it can be called the ...... of the ancients."

Ji Yuan's voice paused for a moment, and then continued.

"Yan Daxia, you should not cultivate immortals, otherwise it is easy to become a demon, but in martial arts, it is somewhat similar to the meaning of Zuo Li, Ji Mou will give you this "Sword Intent Post" today, I have applied the method of conveying God with things, which can give you a glimpse of Zuo Li's style. ”

Ji Yuan said, rolling up the sword intent post.

"Bring it back and unfold it in your own room, and you will inevitably fall asleep at first glance, and ask Yan Daxia to watch it on the bedside. ”

Yan Fei's expression was both stunned and trance-like, looking at the "Sword Intent Post" full of complexity, he still had some difficulty imagining how the martial artist would face the fairy demon.

But Mr. Ji, such an extraordinary immortal, must not deceive him, since Mr. Ji said the meaning of this note so seriously, it must also be reasonable.

Yan Fei held the note, which seemed a little heavy, and stood up to say goodbye to Ji Yuan.

"Mr. Xie Ji's words tonight, Yan Fei will definitely cherish it, please rest, Yan will not bother!"

Ji Yuan nodded, and watched Yan Fei turn around and open the door, and the moment Yan Fei closed the door, Ji Yuan's voice came out again.

"Yan Daxia is both precious but also confused, after reading the copy, take a good rest. ”

Yan Fei paused outside the door, arched his hand again through the door, and then turned to leave.

After returning to the room, Yan Fei just took off his shoes, put the long sword on the head of the bed, and then sat on the bed and slowly unfolded the "Sword Intent Post".

As more and more handwriting was revealed, it seemed that the words on the notebook began to blur, Yan Fei shook his head, but he felt more and more that the handwriting was like a spirit, as if it was flying off the paper on its own.

In a trance, Yan Fei shook and grabbed the notebook and lay on the bed.

In a dream, someone stood on the top of a mountain with a sword......

"Zheng ......"

The sound of the sword dances with the wind and rain, and then shines with the sun.

In Ji Yuan's room, Ji Yuan, who was also lying on the bed, looked sideways at the Qingteng Sword who was accompanying him, and his thoughts seemed to drift to decades ago.

"Where is the end of the martial arts...... Yan Fei, don't let me down!"

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