Su Hancai was stunned.

He looked at the eyes of the young swordsman in green shirts, deep and firm, as if he had exhausted all his strength after only saying such a "light and fluttering" word.

The "some things" in the mouth of the teenager must be extremely unforgettable.

How deep the young man's eyes are, how heavy those things are.

Su Hancai did not compete with the stuffy gourd boy in this matter, but he was a little uncomfortable with his sudden seriousness and seriousness.

"It seems that you are not your average stuffy gourd. Buyi Jianxiu smiled.

Li Zijin glanced at him.

The latter continued: "You are a stuffy gourd with a story!"

The corners of the boy's mouth twitched, and he said, "Your words are the same as your sword." ”

Su Hancai looked at him suspiciously.

Li Zijin suddenly smiled and said, "Cold." ”

It was said that the frost sword qi of the Jindan Realm Sword Immortal was as cold as the joke he was talking about at the moment.

"Haha, I look at you kid, it's really more and more pleasing to the eye. Su Hancai laughed heartily, and said this for no reason.

Li Zijin's face was strange.

The Jindan Sword Immortal said angrily: "I just want to make friends with your stuffy gourd." ”

Without waiting for the young man to speak, Su Hancai immediately raised his hands and waved his hands wildly, adding, "At first, it was indeed because of the nightless jade plate on your body. It is impossible for ordinary people to have this jade medal, so the first moment I saw it, I planned to help you, as long as you admitted that you were a disciple of Sleepless Mountain. Who knew that your stuffy gourd was silent, and raising your hand was a sword. I can't help but fight back, stand still and let you hack to death with your sword, right?"

Li Zijin looked at the man's eyes, not like he was lying.

Besides, there is no reason for the other party to lie.

A Jindan Realm Sword Immortal, standing in front of a Peiyuan Realm Sword Cultivator, does not need any conspiracy and calculation.

Just raise your sword and draw your sword.

"And then. Li Zijin asked.

The cloth clothes and sword cultivator jumped back at will, sat on the edge of the window, supported the edge of the window with both hands, and the whole person fell backwards, keeping his body leaning back while exerting force in his palm, not letting himself turn out of the wooden house, he raised his head, and washed his face by the gentle spring rain.

Su Hancai closed his eyes and let the rain wet his cheeks, then pulled up his shirt casually and wiped his cheeks sloppily, "Cool!"

Looking at that guy's previous "quite exquisite" and the current "quite unsophisticated", Li Zijin couldn't help but start muttering in his heart.

The sloppy cloth sword cultivator in front of him is really a Jindan Sword Immortal?

But thinking that that person could indeed use sword qi, the doubts in Li Zijin's heart were instantly dispelled.

Su Han washed his face with rainwater, wiped his face with his clothes, and after he was refreshed, he continued: "Later, Lao Tzu was a sword immortal in the Jindan Realm, and even the Emperor of Liangguo had to give three points of courtesy when he saw Lao Tzu, and he treated Lao Tzu as a guest. You are a little Pei Yuan Realm sword cultivator, your hair has not yet grown, you dare to provoke my majesty? That is naturally not possible. At that time, I thought that I had to use the sword qi that the Jindan Realm could use to teach you how to be a human being. I have to let you, a stuffy gourd who doesn't know the height of the sky, know what sword qi is!"

Li Zijin nodded and smiled indifferently: "Then there is no need to say more later." I already know that when I handed out my first sword, you didn't do it. Otherwise, I will not be your enemy. It wasn't until my second sword was handed out that it made you feel annoyed, and then I got serious and pinched my sword, making it difficult for me to move an inch, and even 'exerting too much force', causing both the aura and true qi to be exhausted, so I was injured and unconscious. Then, you could have killed me, but because of the jade plate that never sleeps on me, you didn't dare to attack me, so you took me to the bottom of this cliff, intending to ask me clearly. Until I tell the origin of the jade plate and tell my identity, will you think about killing me or not?"

Su Hancai shook his head: "Stuffy gourd isn't stupid." It's just that you guessed eight or nine in the first half, and the second half is a little stretched. Three sentences are inseparable from fighting and killing, you and I, the Jindan Realm, are you killed by killing?"

The boy stopped talking, just listened quietly.

The rain outside the window was a little heavier, and the rain fell to the ground, dripping. Li Zijin looked out of the house, listening to the chatter of the cloth-clothed sword cultivator of the Jindan Realm, and felt inexplicably relieved.

It is not a Peiyuan Realm sword cultivator who is powerless and restrained in the face of the Jindan Realm Sword Immortal.

It's not that by virtue of his own nightless jade card, he feels that the other party doesn't dare to kill him.

But it seemed that at that moment, he felt that this Jindan Sword Immortal in the wooden house was different from the other guys in Honghu Prefecture.

Su Hancai saw that the young man didn't speak, so he nagged to himself: "You stuffy gourd, aren't you also a qi refiner? How can you not understand that the more we chase the road of immortality and try to get rid of the shackles of fate and the shackles of providence, the more we can't be contaminated with cause and effect." ”

"We have to follow the 'rules'. ”

Li Zijin came back to his senses, turned his head to look at the cloth sword cultivator in the Jindan realm, and asked, "What are the 'rules'?"

In the heart of a teenager, there are rules.

He wanted to ask what the "rules" in Su Hancai's heart were.

Su Hancai jumped off the edge of the window, and with a flick of his fingers, there was a layer of aura barrier, blocking the window, he picked up a stone from the ground, threw it hard, was stopped by the aura barrier, and bounced back.

Buyi Jianxiu pointed over there and said, "Look, this is the 'rule'. ”

Li Zijin was a little disappointed, what is the difference between such a rule formed by relying on the realm and the previous rule that the strong are respected in the mouth of the old man of Bailongjiang Aolong and Hongzhou City? Isn't it all the low-end rules of relying on force to override others and only rely on fists to speak.

It's just that Su Hancai continued: "The moment is square, and the rule is round." Within a radius, there are rules. ”

The young man raised his head, and what the sword fairy was going to say didn't seem to be some kind of strong man for respect and natural selection, and he suddenly had an interest in listening to it again.

The cloth-clothed Jindan Sword Immortal casually took the long sword in his hand, spun it in his palm quickly, and then threw it violently, throwing the long sword out.

With this blow, the scabbard was covered with Su Hancai's sword qi, so the long sword could easily shatter the aura barrier on the window, and in the blink of an eye, it flew out of the window and fell to the ground.

Instead of picking it up, he said, "It seems like breaking the rules, but it's a tempting choice." As everyone knows, Su can have the ability to break the rules, precisely because I abide by the rules. Qi refiners absorb the aura of heaven and earth and accept aura into their bodies, which is to change their lives against the sky, but to steal yin and yang, seize creation, and are already testing the bottom line of heaven.

Create the sea of knowledge, condense the aura, build the soul, cultivate the essence of the yuan, open the cave house, refine the yang god, tie the golden pill, give birth to the baby, divide the two gods, enter the pseudo-saint, and prove the avenue. These eleven steps determine the eleven realms of a Qi Refiner.

Enlightenment, Qi Condensation, Soul Building, Peiyuan, Cave House, Refining Gods, Jindan, Yuanying, Distraction, Sanctification, and Taoism.

Every realm is equivalent to standing on the edge of the Heavenly Dao, leaning out a little more. Just like the second sword you handed me, even if I was pinched to death, I still have to constantly test the depth of my realm, test the bottom line of my patience, and the final result is that it is always you who is injured.

In the face of the way of heaven, everyone in the world is your 'Li Zijin', and the consequence of not doing enough is to reap the consequences.

The purpose of the existence of rules is not to harm us, but to protect us from harm, it defines the place where everything in the world should exist and what can be done, to ensure that everything is reasonable and orderly, and there will be no irreparable changes.

Rules are a kind of constraint, but this constraint can ensure that we go longer, higher and farther. The most holy teacher of Confucianism once said, 'Do what you want and don't exceed the rules', that is, under the constraints of the rules, you can go to the farthest place. Doing what you want is already close to the borders of freedom, and it's hard to go farther.

But those who don't follow the rules can't even do what they want, or rather, they can't do it for long.

The restraint of rules is the first step towards immortality and true freedom. If you can't even jump out of birth, old age, sickness and death, how can you still be free?

But if you want to truly prove your own way, it is not enough to rely on the constraints of rules, but also rely on your own constraints on yourself.

'My heart moves with me' is wonderful. But 'I move with my heart' is also a different kind of scenery.

For qi refiners, if they kill in vain, they will bear cause and effect, which is also a kind of rule. If I really killed bloodthirsty people indiscriminately, then it would never be possible to reach this realm today, and it would never be possible to form a golden pill, and it would be impossible to suppress your little Peiyuan Realm sword cultivator so lightly at that time.

Your swordsmanship is so good, I don't believe that your elders have not taught you the many taboos and rules of cultivators. In my teacher's door, being kind to others is the first rule. ”

The young swordsman in green shirt, after hearing this, instead of feeling noisy, he slowly got up, stood in awe, and made a deep gesture at the cloth-clothed sword fairy.

Li Zijin said in a sincere tone: "The younger generation has been taught. ”

Su Hancai was stunned, he didn't expect Li Zijin's attitude to usher in a 180-degree change.

Is this still the stuffy gourd who likes to say strange things? Why is this the beginning of humbly being taught?

Could it be that he was nagging himself for so much just now, and gave up the primordial god to some unborn power?!

The Jindan Realm Sword Immortal stretched out a hand, shook it in front of Li Zijin, and asked tentatively, "Hey, stuffy gourd, do you know who I am." Shouldn't you be too boring, so you were punished by God and taken away from others, right? Which immortal master is in control of this guy's body now, there is a debtor and a master, don't look for trouble. ”

The corners of the young man's mouth twitched slightly, and the majestic image of the Jindan Realm Sword Immortal that had just been established a moment ago in the young man's mind collapsed in an instant.

Li Zijin walked to the door of the house again, stretched out his hand, and felt the raindrops falling from the sky, drop by drop, shattering in his palm, bursting out countless tiny splashes.

is also like the moment when he fought with the extremely unserious and extremely uncompromising cloth-clothed sword immortal before, the moment when the sword light met the sword qi.

Su Hancai caught a glimpse that the young man was actually using the spring rain to comprehend the sword intent, and he didn't make a sound to disturb him, but lay on the edge of the window, looking at the rain outside the house stupidly.

It's not that I don't want to comprehend and comprehend the sword intent in this spring rain together.

It is a thing like sword intent, which can only be understood and cannot be spoken, and it needs to be at the right time and place, and when the three talents are one, they can just grasp that line of "heavenly opportunity" and peek out the true meaning of kendo from it.

Comprehending sword intent has nothing to do with realm, cultivation, age, gender, or race.

Regardless of men, women and children, whether they are demons or people or plants and trees, immortals, Buddhas, ghosts and gods.

In the matter of comprehending the sword intent, it all depends on the number of days.

When the time comes, the luck comes, and the mood arrives, then everything will naturally fall into place.

However, among the three, the requirement of state of mind is actually more important than the first two.

Those who climb the peak of kendo have sword intent when they look at everything in the world.

Maybe it's a calligraphy painting, a calligraphy, a weed, a pine and cypress, a drop of water, or a piece of soil. These are all possible for Time Sword Cultivator to comprehend a thousand strange and strange sword intents.

The need is just in time, and it's wonderful.

However, the process of comprehension will not be smooth.

Su Hancai looked at the back of the young man in green shirt who stretched out his hand to follow the rain, his eyes were almost "lost", and it seemed that he was completely immersed in the realm of "forgetting himself" to comprehend the sword intent.

This is a rare opportunity in a hundred years, even if it is the pride of the sky, not necessarily one in a hundred can enter the "realm of selflessness".

It is necessary to know that the matter of comprehending the sword intent is also divided into three, six, nine and so on.

The most bottom-class way of comprehension is to pick up the "leftovers" left by others from other people's sword moves, which is equivalent to stealing some soup from other people's sword moves, just to "get a piece of the pie".

Relying on the sword intent comprehended in this way is the last stream, and it is to pick up the leftover things that others play, which can only be regarded as better than nothing, and it does not improve the sword cultivation's own kendo attainments much.

A little stronger than this way of comprehension is to create your own swordsmanship, and then rely on your own original swordsmanship, practice diligently, practice the sword ten thousand times, and its "meaning" will appear by itself.

Relying on the sword intent comprehended in this way is far better than picking up other people's "leftovers", for a sword cultivator, through the sword intent comprehended by his own swordsmanship, he can make his own kendo realm to a higher level, and his understanding of the true meaning of kendo is also more accurate and pure. And the move is unique, the sword intent is unique, even if someone "steals" the move, it is rare to get its "meaning".

There is also a way to comprehend sword intent, which is a realm that all sword cultivators in the world dream of.

"The realm of self-forgetfulness".

Under such a "realm", the Qi Refiner will forget about everything and me, and will simply be in the Endless Sword Intent.

According to the different things in the world, the picture presented by the Endless Sword Intent to the Qi Refiner was also different.

The sword intent comprehended by relying on the realm of selflessness is the best sword intent in time.

Fuyao Tianxia calls this sword intent realm, or sword intent state - the unity of heaven and man.

If you want to enter the realm of selflessness, there is no active way but to passively accept this gift when it is given by God.

However, not everyone can receive such a gift unharmed.

Whenever a Qi Refiner enters the "realm of selflessness" by chance, it will inevitably attract visions of heaven and earth, and attract the "attention" of those great monks on the top of the mountain.

And this attention is very likely to bring a devastating blow to the Qi Refiners.

Because of the sword intent comprehended in the realm of selflessness, if you go to one, you will have one less, just like Su Hancai, who was fortunate enough to enter the realm of selflessness in a cave blessed land, and comprehended the frost sword intent. That's why there is today's frost sword qi.

And the sword cultivator who shook the world, no one could comprehend such a sword intent anymore.

The sword intent that is comprehended through the realm of selflessness must be unique.

Therefore, those "Dao masters" who boasted of being immortal wind dao bones often secretly took action to prevent other qi refiners from comprehending the sword intent that such an opportunity must not be lost and never come again.

And even if no one interferes, the process of comprehending the sword intent in the state of selflessness will not be smooth sailing.

Only when the state of mind of the sword cultivator and the environment are just right to integrate, and such integration must naturally occur, enter, and end.

Any interference from the outside world will destroy this state.

It may be the sound of a wild goose spreading its wings when it flies by.

It may be the light that suddenly blooms when the sun breaks through the clouds.

It could be a gust of wind with no malice, it could be a grain of sand blown by the wind.

Maybe a butterfly, a sparrow, an ant.

As long as they encounter the interference of these things in the process of entering the realm of self-forgetfulness, then the Qi Refiner will fall short and instantly destroy the state of unity between heaven and man.

Almost at the moment when Li Zijin entered the state of "forgetting himself", Su Hancai made a move with all his might, using the ten-percent cultivation of the Jindan Realm Sword Immortal to use all the aura in the Jindan Realm, completely enveloping the entire wooden house.

It had nothing to do with the nightless jade plate on the young man's waist.

It's just about the door rule that Su Hancai remembered.

Be kind to others.

He wanted to cover up the heavenly opportunity for the young swordsman who was expected to comprehend the unity of heaven and man and the unique sword intent from a spring rain.

A ride to the road!

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On this day, in the south of the world, a continuous drizzle fell in the sky of Honghu Prefecture.

Above the drizzle, a pale green halo looms. In that pale green halo, there was the sword intent of "the unity of heaven and man" that countless sword cultivators dreamed of.

These sword intents are unique, and after being comprehended by one person, they will leave the "realm of self-forgetfulness", and there is no second person who can comprehend that unique sword intent, and they can't steal it, and they can't take it away.

is like a sword that recognizes the Lord, and only follows one person in his life. Even if the sword cultivator master dies in the future, that sword intent will dissipate with him in the heavens and the earth.

They would rather shatter the world.

There are dozens of pairs of eyes, thousands of miles away, but they seem to be able to break through the space of heaven and earth, break through the rules, clear the clouds and mist, and go to the most inconspicuous Honghu Prefecture in the corner.

They could barely find the cliff, the boy, the culprit who caused a spring rain to last.

The ten success powers of the mere Jindan Earth Immortal could hardly resist the prying eyes of these mountaintop cultivators.

However, just as their eyes were about to fall on the valley, there was a voice full of desolate ancient meaning, and the divine power was mighty, and the eyes of the great monks on the top of the mountain were withdrawn with the power of the untouchable gods.

Even if they swept past the Imperial City, swept past those mountain immortal sects, swept past the Immortal Secret Realm, swept past the Cave Heaven Blessed Land, swept over the forbidden land of mountains and rivers, and swept past the ancient battlefield.

The ancient gods did not choose to stand up to stop their unbridled prying eyes, but only a moment before everyone was infinitely close to the truth, only outside a small valley, their sight fell into the dark abyss, and they could only reluctantly give up the magical power of watching mountains and rivers.

Cen Tianchi swayed his legs and sat on top of the clouds, while protecting the road for the two unlucky guys.

One is a young swordsman in green shirt who has taken shit luck and is about to comprehend the sword intent of the spring rain.

The other is a young woman who has a god in her head and wants to go to the world to walk the rivers and lakes, and she also dresses herself up as a young swordsman in a green shirt.

None of them are fuel-efficient lamps.

The woman sat on a cloud, yawned, and then lowered her head.

The rain stopped.

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The drizzle is long, and it lasts for a long time. It lasted seven days and seven nights.

It wasn't until the early morning of the last day, with the last drop of spring rain falling on the young man's palm, that the rain and the sword finally came to an end.

The young swordsman in the green shirt straightened his hands, straightened his waist, and stood motionless with his eyes motionless, standing at the door of the wooden house, and then the raindrops.

Such a stop is seven days and seven nights.

It wasn't until the last drop of spring rain that the splash dissipated in the palm of his hand that the boy "opened his eyes".

It seems that at this moment, he "came back to his senses".

The first moment Li Zijin regained his senses, he heard an "inexplicable" congratulation.

"Congratulations, stuffy gourd, you are already a sure Nine Realms Sword Immortal embryo. ”

Su Hancai casually brushed away the aura barrier that shrouded the outside of the wooden house, took out a dark pill with an unpleasant smell from a brocade box, and swallowed it into his mouth.

Li Zijin didn't ask him why he said this. Instead, he asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?"

Because that clothed sword immortal of the Jindan Realm has been here for seven days and seven nights to protect the path of the young man, and has never rested for a moment, even if he is an earth immortal, he has to rely on the pill to maintain a large consumption of aura.

Even so, Su Hancai was still pale at the moment, his face was haggard, his mouth was chapped, his limbs were weak and weak, Jin Dan was squeezed dry to the point that there was not a drop of aura left, and the holes in his body were also "exhausted and the lamp was dry", as if he had returned to the time before the cultivation and returned to the time when he was still an ordinary man, and the whole person suddenly had no "aura".

In the brocade box was the last "Nine Turns Qi Gathering Pill" on his body, after taking the elixir here, Su Hancai's face was a little bloody, and the golden pill began to slowly recover his aura, but his face was still not good-looking, and he said weakly: "Stuffy gourd, Lao Tzu, I have protected the Tao for you for seven days and seven nights, and I am not happy to kneel down for Lao Tzu with gratitude, this kindness, you kid said that you have to ······use a thousand eight hundred stunning money to repay it."

Although Su Hancai said this in a joking tone, what he said was true.

You must know that it is the sword intent of the "Realm of Selflessness" that even many Ten Realm Sword Immortals may not be able to comprehend, and everything in the world is only so unique.

Li Zijin comprehended the "Spring Rain" and left, so the Spring Rain in the world would no longer have any layer of esoteric sword intent conveyed to the rest of the Qi Refiners.

Don't say that it is 1,800 stinging money, that is, tens of thousands of stinging money, even if you exchange it for an immortal sect, you can't exchange it for a chance to enter the realm of selflessness, and also comprehend the sword intent from it.

Li Zijin smiled, naturally it was impossible to really kneel, but the young man also knew that the other party's move was indeed not able to be kinder, he made a gesture towards the cloth-clothed sword fairy again, and smiled: "Okay, it's up to you." A thousand stinging dollars, I owe it for the time being. In the future, if you have saved enough fairy money, I will return it to you as soon as possible. ”

Su Hancai was stunned, and suddenly smirked, he didn't expect the young man to take it seriously.

The 1,800 stinging coins are nothing more than what he said casually. You must know that even if you shout that a first-class sect in Honghu Prefecture wants to come up with 1,800 stunning money for a while, it is not an easy task.

It's not that the first-class sects in Honghu Prefecture can't take out so much stinging money, it's just that those few sects want to take out so much stinging money at one time, so they have to sell the mountain, replace the magic weapon or something. Otherwise, even if this money can really be taken out for them, then the normal maintenance and operation of a sect in the future will become a problem.

The operation and maintenance of each Immortal Sect's landscape magic array requires a large amount of immortal money to be consumed all the time.

Not to mention that some sects also have a cave or blessed land, the cave heaven blessed land can burn more money than the landscape magic array, that grass and trees, clouds and rain are all real stunning money!

Even a sect can't easily take out the amount, a sword cultivation boy who is now only in the Peiyuan Realm, promised to "return" himself a thousand stunning money.

Even if he knew that after the other party comprehended the sword intent of Chunyu, he would have a good future, but Su Hancai still took this sentence as a joke.

The cloth-clothed sword fairy smiled, it didn't match what Li Zijin said, obviously he didn't take it seriously.

But Li Zijin has indeed begun to think about how many more stinging dollars he needs to scrape together to be able to repay this favor.

Su Hu's dozens of stunning coins naturally can't be moved, they are other people's things.

And the young man himself, he didn't even have a sting money, and he still had more than a dozen frost money left to sell the golden turtle, saving money to raise his little sister, how many years and months did it take to earn a thousand stinging money······

The young man who can say and do what he does is still planning to be a money fan from today onwards, earn enough 1,000 stunning coins as soon as possible, find this Su Jianxian, and make up for this great favor.

Su Hancai suddenly asked curiously: "By the way, stuffy gourd, I will protect the way for you for seven days and seven nights, there is no merit and hard work, do you mind telling me, what kind of sword intent have you comprehended?"

Originally, it was just a casual ask, after all, this kind of trick of pressing the bottom of the box is generally impossible to tell others.

I never thought about the young man, and he agreed very happily.

Li Zijin smiled: "Okay." ”

Li Zijin was the first to walk out of the house, into the valley, and looked up at the mountain wall dozens of feet above the ground, and in the gap of the mountain wall, there was a turquoise long sword.

Su Hancai knew that he was about to open his eyes, and he was happy, "I almost forgot, wait a minute, I'll help you ······"

The sentence "take it down" has not yet spoken.

I saw the young man standing in front of him, his momentum changed suddenly, and Su Hancai, who was in the Jindan realm, couldn't help but have a solemn face, as if he was facing a great enemy.

Su Hancai held his breath and watched intently at the incredible scene in front of him.

The young man was dressed in a green shirt, raised his hand slightly, and held a sword.

A spring breeze with murderous and sharp aura, in an imperceptible way, appeared at the bottom of the mountain cliff and valley unconsciously.

It was so silent that even Su Hancai of the Jindan Realm didn't notice this breeze.

Or rather, this gust of wind is too evil, too fast, too quiet.

Just in the thought of Li Zijin, a spring breeze blew from the bottom of the mountain cliff and valley.

At the same time, in the gap in the mountain wall above the two of them, the body of the Cuiqu Sword began to shake violently, making a deafening trembling sound.

The next moment, it was pulled out of the mountain wall "on its own", and it "fell" straight to the bottom of the mountain cliff, and was finally gently held in the hand of the young swordsman in green shirts.

What made Su Hancai even more unforgettable was that he felt a trace of pain in his cheek, reached out and touched it, looked down, and saw that it was a line of blood.

This Jindan Realm Sword Immortal actually cut his cheek by something at some point.

And so on······ Was it that light breeze just now?!

Su Hancai, who realized it later, glanced at the young man in green shirt in front of him with palpitations. He turned his head and said with a smile: "The sword intent of the junior, but it is still like the sword immortal senior's magic eye?"

Su Hancai swallowed. This is not just a matter of whether you can get into the Dharma and get the eyes of the law.

This is simply true, if it weren't for the fact that he knew that the sword intent he comprehended through the realm of selflessness could not be taught to others, Su Hancai would have knelt down and kowtowed to his master.

A gust of wind can hurt people invisibly, such a sword intent, which sword cultivator in the world doesn't want to learn?

He was almost drooling.

However, what shocked Su Hancai even more was still to come.

With a gust of spring breeze, Li Zijin, who gently summoned the Cuiqu sword, slowly drew the sword out of its sheath.

Between heaven and earth.

There was a spring rain.

Many dead grasses at the bottom of the cliffs and valleys, those old trees whose roots were rotten, were awakened by the spring rain at this moment, and they were rejuvenated.

They come back to life.

The dead grass is green, and the dead wood is spring.

Just like the spring breeze that awakened the emerald sword.

Another spring rain that can wake up the earth.

The former is killing and sharp.

The latter is vitality and aura.

The stunning woman who yawned in the clouds, her eyes reflected three peerless graces.

Spring breeze, spring rain, green shirts.

A teenager.

Two kinds of sword intent.

Nothing more.