For a long time after Ah Diao and the others left this deep forest, there was still an inexplicable aura of slaughter in this world.

The three of the ruthless fairy master and apprentice never dared to approach, but just quietly hid among the trees in the distance and did not say a word.

Xiao Ru clung to the sleeves of his master, and was already frightened by the aura of those genius boys.

Qingzhi's palm holding the sword was also damp, and the knuckles between her fingers looked a little pale because she held the sword too tightly, but she still didn't dare to put the sword down, as if she had a sword in her hand, she had a lot of security.

And the ruthless fairy just raised her head and kept staring at the sky beyond the deep forest.

It is the place where the sword intent of Nanshan rises and disappears.

The sword intent is gone, and it is long gone.

It's just that the infinite power contained in it, as well as the terrifying power that can crush and frighten all sword cultivators, seem to have been imprinted in the heart and lingered.

At the moment of silence, she thought of the lone young man with the short sword in his hand, and said lightly in her heart: I don't know if the second sword intent still comes from that short sword.

I can't put that into words.

I don't know how long it took, but the sky became darker and darker, and thunder began to sound among the clouds.

Heavy rain can fall at any time.

The wind and clouds of pen and ink above the headsky are still stirring and surging, covering the world like the sky.

The ruthless fairy suddenly withdrew her gaze, and she glanced at the place where the wooden house was before, which had long been dilapidated, and everywhere there were traces left by the invasion of sword intent.

It is no longer possible to live in people.

She sighed softly, stretched out her left hand to take Xiao Ru, and gently patted Qingzhi's wrist with her right hand, motioning for her to put away the long sword.

Then the three of them turned around indifferently, and before the rain came, they began to walk out into the deep forest.

......

There is a cliff thirty miles north of the forest.

The cliff can't be seen at a glance, deep and hollow, the halo under it is inexplicable, and occasionally a huge strange sound comes from the depths of the cliff, like the anger of ghosts and gods.

On the edge of the cliff sat a teenager.

Even in the cold wind, facing the countless desolate scenery around the cliff, the young man's eyes did not see the slightest uneasiness or anxiety, but with calm and indifference from beginning to end.

He held a short sword in his hand.

The body of the sword is like autumn water, crystal clear, with a deep ancient meaning.

A heaven-shattering sword intent slowly flowed within the short sword, containing some kind of wonderful rules and meanings, as well as a terrifying power that seemed to be able to completely cut this world apart.

The moment that sword intent just appeared in the short sword, he couldn't wait to go straight into the sky, wanting to break through the pen and ink above the headsky and go to the human continent to shine a sharp edge.

It's just that when the young man's mood moved a little and beckoned slightly, the sword intent that could have crisscrossed the world and looked at the world obediently went down in the air, returned along the original road, and honestly disappeared into the short sword.

The young man is naturally Tang Qing.

He set out from the deep forest and walked slowly all the way, looking at the scenery and the sky on the way, and just hurried away.

Occasionally, I practice.

If it hadn't been for this cliff, he would have gone all the way.

Until I met Ah Diao, or was stopped at a certain place, and experienced an encounter or a big battle.

Then continue to live in the map of the country.

Before coming to this cliff, he was still a cultivator in the Second Realm Knowing Destiny Period.

Although he has reached the threshold of guarding the heart of the Three Realms, he has not deliberately pursued a breakthrough realm.

Even if he needed more strength to help him gain a head start in the battle of the Xuanwu Ranking, he didn't want to rush it.

And in fact, apart from practicing quietly and patiently waiting for a breakthrough, he really has no better shortcut.

It's just that the power of the dragon turtle in his body doesn't seem to be so patient, since Tang Qing used the power of the demon clan for the first time in the deep forest, it has been constantly impacting and transforming Tang Qing's blood veins and qi.

Now every inch of tendons and veins in Tang Qing's body, the density of every muscle has more than doubled compared to before, and the golden blood of the demon clan has poured into it, frantically absorbing the Yuan power between heaven and earth, making his breath and divine sense more full and strong.

And unconsciously, even Tang Qing himself did not expect it, the power of the dragon turtle had broken through the hurdle of the Second Realm Knowing Destiny Period, and led his realm to the Third Realm Guard.

Tang Qing didn't know anything about this.

I just felt that the true strength in my body was stronger, the golden demon blood flowed faster, and the golden light that passed through the muscles and flesh became more and more excited.

Occasionally looking up at the sky, looking at the wind and ink above the sky, my mood is no longer as turbulent as before, but tends to be calmer and more calm.

He didn't know what was going on.

It wasn't until the short sword that was originally tied to his waist suddenly emitted a clear sword sound, and then the second sword intent from the hills of Nanshan that was sealed in the sword began to appear.

Rising from the cliff, straight into the sky, and finally disappearing into the short sword, it slowly flows.

It was at that time that Tang Qing really realized that he had entered the realm of guarding the heart in the Three Realms.

Somewhat fantastic.

Cultivation is not open, and most of the time he follows his feelings.

Occasionally, I would recall some books on spiritual practice that I had opened in the past 16 years, looking for some previous experiences or insights on them.

There have been gains, but progress has been slow.

I thought that it would take at least a year to cross the threshold of the Three Realms, but I didn't want it to be so easy.

The wind on the edge of the cliff was urgent, and the plain robe on Tang Qing's body was blown up by the wind, revealing the muscles and flesh on his arms that were gradually full, he watched the golden light under it flickering endlessly, feeling the endless power of the dragon turtle in his body, and there was a brief emptiness in his mind.

It seems to be thinking of the old man and the old ghost in the dry well in the mountain behind Xiaodao Town.

and, the promise and future he made to the demon clan.

I don't know how long it took, Tang Qing suddenly stood up, he gently patted the short sword in his hand, feeling the earth-shattering sword intent slowly flowing in it, and there was an inexplicable peace of mind.

The next moment, he tied the short sword back to his waist, his right hand was covered by the short sword, and the slightly wide sleeve robe covered the sword body, but it could not cover the awe-inspiring sword intent that had been deliberately hidden, but still sharp.

Dark clouds are rolling overhead, and the rain is coming.

He needs to get out as soon as possible.

So the boy began to turn, stepping on the mottled gravel around the cliff and preparing to walk.

Just the moment he got up, a sword light appeared from between the clouds not far away, with a brilliant streamer roaring, and fell not far in front of him.

Baili Duanjiang didn't miss it this time, and finally arrived before that sword intent left.

Tang Qing was a little surprised, his left hand quietly turned into a fist, his mind did not move, but the golden light in his body was already hidden under the fist, and his right hand also subconsciously clenched the short sword on his waist, which could be pulled out at any time.

He looked at the Baili Broken River that suddenly appeared in front of him, and at the same time looked at the other party's sword.

And Baili Duanjiang was also looking at Tang Qing, but more eyes were also on the short sword on his waist.

The two teenagers watched quietly from the top of the cliff through the gravel and the sound of the wind, and neither of them spoke.

Until the cold wind is even worse, and a tide blows.

Tang Qing put down the rolled up cuffs a little chillingly, straightened them out slightly, then raised his head, looked at Baili Broken River calmly, and asked after a long time: "The Sword Saint heir Royal Sword is here, he doesn't just want to blow the wind and be in a daze with me on the edge of this cliff." ”

Baili Duanjiang was a little surprised, he put the long sword up, covered behind him, the sword intent in his body was slight, and he was still slowly recovering, but the sword light in his eyes was very cold, with a little cold glow.

He asked in a quiet voice, "Do you recognize me?"

"When he entered the Jiangshan Society Diagram on the same day, the four saints appeared at the same time, and their demeanor was outstanding, especially the sword saint descendant Baili Broken River was the most eye-catching. ”

Tang Qing didn't know when he untied the short sword on his waist, and at this time he was holding it in his hand, he felt the sword intent in the short sword, his mind gradually calmed down, and then continued: "At that time, I couldn't see your face clearly, I could only feel the sword intent that reached the sky. Although a long time has passed, that sword intent is still clearly visible, and it is still in my heart. ”

It sounds like a sycophant, but it's telling the truth.

The sword light flashed in Baili Duanjiang's eyes, and he raised his head unconsciously.

Tang Qing paused for a moment, then suddenly changed his words and said, "Since you are a hundred miles of broken river, then this time you came here naturally for the sword in my hand." ”

With that, he raised his right hand slightly, and the short sword was horizontally in front of him, revealing a trace of edge under the sword.

Although the sword intent did not emanate, it only flowed slowly within the short sword.

However, Baili Duanjiang grew up in the hills of Nanshan Mountain, and followed the Sword Saint to cultivate swords for more than ten years, and he asked himself that except for the Sword Saint Master himself, no one would be more familiar with that sword intent than himself.

So even if the sword intent is not revealed, with just a little edge, he can know what kind of power is hidden in the short sword.

He quickly spoke, "How do you have this sword?"

Tang Qing was silent for a moment and said, "Did the teacher pass it on to me?"

Baili Duanjiang's brows furrowed, the sword light flashed in his eyes, and he said: "The teacher in your mouth will not be my Sword Saint Master? I haven't heard him say that he has accepted a second apprentice." ”

Tang Qing shook his head and said, "I haven't even seen the face of the Sword Saint. ”

Baili Duanjiang's brows furrowed even deeper, and he was a little impatient: "Then who is your teacher? How can he have the sword of Nanshan hills?"

"If I remember correctly, the teacher told me that this sword was from the Juggernaut. As for his old man's name, I can't tell him. ”

Tang Qing thought about it seriously, and then added: "As for how this sword came from, I don't know very well. If you want to know more details, I suggest you go back and ask Juggernaut for yourself. ”

It was just a kind reminder, but Baili Duanjiang heard the meaning of provocation.

He naturally didn't believe Tang Qing's words.

In this world, who dares to ask the Sword Saint Master for a sword?

How could the Sword Saint Master easily grant his natal sword intent to others?

With this in mind, Baili Duanjiang lifted the long sword again, pointed obliquely in front of him, and a wisp of sword intent quietly dispersed.

He opened his mouth coldly, with only two words: "Ridiculous!"