Outside the safe crossing, the young swordsman, the girl in white, slowly walked along the ferry.

The trap birds were quietly placed on the edge of the ferry, accompanied by a group of Ping'an Ferry guards who were napping.

Before leaving the B-shaped tent, Li Zijin only glanced at Cao Xiangguo from afar, said hello to Su Hancai, and left quietly, without even informing Murong Xiaoshan, under the pretext of sending the little junior sister back to sleep, but in fact, he had quietly walked out of the B-shaped tent.

Hong Shao held a wicker in his hand and shook the circle boredly.

Li Zijin lowered his head slightly, looked at the Tao under his feet, and thought about the "Dao" in his heart.

At the previous banquet, the young man asked Xu Jinghong a question.

Ask him if the sword cultivators who have become secular dynasties, small vassal states, and guest kings like Xu Jinghong will bow their heads under power.

Will people have to do something against their will because they are under the roof?

For a few immortal coins, is it worth it to make a Dao heart dust?

As a qi refiner, he is also a sword cultivator.

Towards the haze, twilight perched in the sky.

The deer drink under the cold stream, and the fish return to the seashore.

Even if it's the most talented sword cultivator, who doesn't have a hearty dream of flying swords in the sky?

If the Dao heart is covered with dust, can it still get the golden pill and seek the Great Dao?

The road to immortality is long, and the fairy road is bitter and cold.

If you don't cultivate your mind, you won't be able to go to a high place or the end after all.

Is Xu Jinghong a good person?

Good. Otherwise, he would not have said a lot of words in one breath after Cao Shen asked that seemingly inconsequential question, kindly reminding Li Zijin.

Xu Jinghong was indeed unwilling to see the young man who was also a sword cultivator being killed by him.

So in Li Zijin's eyes, that sword cultivator was actually just a poor man sitting alone in the corner of the military tent and drinking gloomily.

This is also why Li Zijin is willing to "spend more words" at the banquet, and use a junior to "instruct" a kendo senior to do this seemingly inappropriate thing.

It is precisely because Xu Jinghong stands on the position of Liangguo's worship, but he is still willing to take the risk of "reminding" Li Zijin in front of Cao Shen.

Both of them did something stupid that didn't make sense.

Xu Jinghong did not answer Li Zijin's question at the banquet, but he listened carefully.

Not only that, after that Jian Xiu heard about it, he drank more often and poured wine faster, that's all.

When the boy and the girl were about to walk out of Ping'andu, the sound of horses and whips came from behind them.

The ground began to roar, and the wind and sand rose at the ferry.

The young swordsman in a black and red brocade dress turned around, only to see the heroic female general riding in the lead, followed by the mighty female heroes of the B-word tent.

Hong Shao was slightly stunned and looked at those sisters with a smile.

Hundreds of people stopped in front of the ferry, and the momentum even woke up the guards of the Liang Kingdom who were guarding the birds at the ferry, and they were like great enemies one by one. After seeing that the person who came turned out to be a friendly soldier in the B-word account, he sat on the edge of the ferry and put on a wait-and-see posture.

"Phew. ”

Murong Xiaoshan took the lead in dismounting, walked in front of Li Zijin, and clasped his fists at him without saying a word.

The young man smiled and said, "General Murong, this is?"

The female military general said softly: "It is not only an apology, but also a thanks." I am not good at words, so I owe you a favor. ”

After speaking, Murong Xiaoshan glanced at the female soldiers behind him and added, "There are still them." ”

Looking at the female military general in front of him, who was actually very sincere, the young man couldn't help but tease her, and quipped: "Thank you, I know." Excuse me, though?"

After speaking, Li Zijin also "unintentionally" rolled up his sleeves, showed the two rows of neat tooth marks on his arms, and looked at Murong Xiaoshan with eyes that seemed to be smiling.

When has he ever been teased like this by others? Murong Xiaoshan was almost about to have a seizure, but recalling the various details of being held in Li Zijin's arms and galloping that day, the woman blushed slightly, and finally turned her head away, trying not to look at the "begging" smile.

"Just kidding, what are you doing so seriously. Seeing that the situation was not good, Li Zijin put down his sleeves again and said stupidly.

It's just that, looking at those heroic female soldiers in the B-word account, he pondered for a moment and said, "General Murong." ”

"Huh?" she turned her head to look directly into his clear, unsullied eyes.

Li Zijin said: "Actually, you made up your mind to die that night, right?"

Murong Xiaoshan, who didn't know the flow of time, naturally didn't understand that Li Zijin pulled her and the entire B-word account out of the ghost gate alive.

I don't understand what she owes to the teenager, it's not just "a favor".

It was only when the young man saw that he was alone in the battle and determined to die, so he said this.

Murong Xiaoshan said softly, "Hmm." ”

She is a very simple person, she will say whatever comes to her mind.

There are even some things that I think of, but I don't know how to express them, so I often only reply to others with the simplest "um", "oh", and "good".

If you say no, the female commander will only say "no." ”

When he died, there were no bold words that resounded in the sky.

It's nothing more than a simple sentence of "B-word account, follow me to death".

A young swordsman dressed in black and red brocade slowly took off the Cuiqu sword on his back, then pulled out the sword with his left hand and drew two "ones" on the ground.

For this idea, which is not really mature, let alone learned, the speed and tone of the boy's speech have slowed down, and he seems a little submissive.

It may be that people not only slump and spit when telling lies, but also occasionally say a few words from the bottom of their hearts, not only to take care of the feelings of others, but also to consider their own words, so in their hearts the original typed draft is deleted and deleted, changed and changed, and when it is spoken, it is not as fluent as imagined.

"I understand General Murong's thoughts. Perhaps, just like the sentence you wrote for the Yizi account, General Murong believes that men can die on the battlefield, and women can naturally do it. It is also possible that in the general's heart, what you represent is not only Murong Xiaoshan himself, but also the will of the entire Yizi account.

And the facts ······ Well, it is. It's just ······ No matter what kind of emotion or persistence General Murong intends to use the death of you and the Yizi account to convey to Liangguo, Fengguo, Honghu Prefecture, and even to the world.

But I believe that if General Murong is alive, he can do this better, do it bigger, and do it to more people see it. Only when the general is alive can he convey the 'heart' he wants to convey to more people.

Although he only cultivated the sword of the Peiyuan Realm, he also boasted that he was half a cultivator. We cultivators never pay attention to how to make the 'Dao' more 'exciting' or 'heroic', but how to make the 'Dao' longer. I think this is not just the case for cultivators, but in fact, General Murong and the soldiers of the Yizi Tent can walk the path under your feet longer. In this way, you can do what you really want to do. ”

Li Zijin paused for a moment, and then said: "Only by living can there be hope." Fine water can flow for a long time. ”

Murong Xiaoshan stood in place, looking at the young swordsman who slowly confided his heart to him.

Looking at it, I was a little stupid.

Then, the heroic female general could barely hear the words behind the young man, and everything stayed at "fine water, in order to flow for a long time".

Li Zijin continued to say a lot, until the Cuiqu Sword was already on the ground, drawing dozens of "ones", and the land within three zhang of his feet was carved with traces of his coming.

Finally, the turquoise sword was sheathed, and he smiled kindly, and said in a soft voice: "Next time, don't the general be so reckless?"

Like a spring breeze.

Later, the land where the boy's sword had carved its mark grew a lot of grass, which swayed in the wind outside the ferry. For a long, long time, it was safe.

It wasn't until after she finished speaking that Li Zijin found that Murong Xiaoshan was still in a daze, so she smiled helplessly, raised her hand and hugged her fists at the female soldiers in the B-word tent behind her and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, we will have a meeting later." ”

The young man in brocade and the girl in white gradually moved away.

Those female soldiers kept waving.

After a long time, Murong Xiaoshan came back to his senses, and the young man who was like a god had already gone away.

"Good. ”

She replied softly.

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After the banquet was over, Cao Shen did not stay overnight, but took the sword cultivator to worship, got into a carriage, and hurried overnight, and he was going back to the capital in a few days.

When passing by the ferry with willows and willows, Cao Shen suddenly lifted the curtain and asked, "Jinghong, what did that young man say to you at the banquet?"

The sword cultivator who rode the horse and raised the whip was stunned, and he didn't tell the truth, and for the first time in front of the Xiangguo lord, he lied.

Xu Jinghong hesitated for a moment and said, "He asked me some questions about kendo. ”

Cao Shen smiled and nodded, "Oh".

But he never lowered the curtains.

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Chen Zhiyuan returned to the palace, gently took off the official hat that symbolized the "border army envoy", and placed it on the chair.

In the hall, the so-called "main seat", there are two chairs.

One sits a man, the other sits in an officer's hat.

In the night, he stroked his official hat and muttered.

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There is a woman with the pseudonym "Li Zijin", dressed as a man, with a green shirt and a sword on her back, breaking into the green building, leading a scarred woman and running out. Behind him, the bustard and the guests who liked to torture women chased them out in disheveled clothes, angry and scolding.

The guest shouted something "the uncle has just risen", and shouted something "dare to do a good thing to the uncle".

The old bustard stumbled out, commanding a few thugs with wooden sticks, shouting at them to hurry up and catch people back, scolding "a group of rice buckets" and "it is difficult for the brain to get into the water".

The woman who was led by "Li Zijin" to escape from the Qinglou covered her small mouth and was shocked.

The guy in the green shirt and the sword ran wildly, took out a gold ingot from his bosom, threw it behind him, cleared his throat, and deliberately laughed in a deep voice: "Redeem this girl below!"

A passer-by rode through the alley, saw that scene and sighed: "What a fool." ”

As a heavenly woman who has just come to the earth, she probably thinks that it is an extremely interesting and meaningful thing to see the road and see the chivalrous righteousness.

I have seen the vast sembracles of the world, but I only think it's ridiculous.

Some mortal gods who have already seen through people's hearts can't help but gloat a little when they look coldly at the legendary "same kind" who is high up.

Only the woman in the Qinglou, who was held by the woman and fled in a hurry, looked at the side face of the green shirt with a sword, as if a trace of light finally seeped out of the dark room.

The vast sea of people, all living beings, the view of heaven and earth, all things are different.

The benevolent see the benevolent, the wise see the wise, and the foolish see the foolish.

And the newcomer seems to have been born to ignore those horizontal eyebrows and cold fingers with thousands of people, and do some "stupid things" that are not understood in cold eyes and ridicule.

She believes that one day, she will be able to appear in this world, even in such a world, in the eyes of these people.

Lift away the clouds and see the stars.

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Li Zijin and the little sister seem to have returned to the days before taking the Chunjiang ferry.

Trekking in the mountains and wading through the water, rushing during the day and resting at night.

Walking on the shore is slower, but also steady.

The brother and sister would occasionally walk to the Bailong River, looking forward to the river with much less wind and waves.

Today's Bailongjiang, I heard that the river god has been changed, and a new river temple has been built on both sides of the river.

There are a lot more boats coming and going on the river, and I have never heard of the shrimp and crab spirits in the river overturning the ferry, and they rely on cannibalism to increase their cultivation.

But Hong Shao felt that it was good to go down from the shore like this, and there was no need to take the ferry again.

Maybe it's because I've lived in the water since I was a child, and sooner or later I'll get tired of it. It may also be that the last time the Chunjiang ferry was overturned, it brought bad memories to the girl. In short, Li Zijin naturally doesn't mind being "down-to-earth".

After all, before coming to Honghu Prefecture, the boy himself almost always walked over like a footprint.

This is true for traveling through mountains and rivers, and it is also true for practicing swords.

Li Zijin will still use Su Hu to teach him the technique of breathing and breathing during the night vigil to absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, incorporate them into the sea of knowledge, and use them for his own use.

Now that he is cultivating in the middle of the Peiyuan Realm, Li Zijin can't help but think of the casual conversation with Su Hu in the northern desert of Yan Kingdom before he opened up the sea of knowledge and embarked on the road of immortality.

At that time, the woman once said, "With the talent of the son, it must take a year and a half to practice to the realm of the cave."

Now that it has been more than a year since then, half a year is not enough, I don't know if I can successfully break through the cave realm after "half a year"?

The young man secretly thought that after thinking about the realm of Dongfu, he could practice the sword technique that the Sui seniors had "inadvertently" taught him, and Li Zijin was a little eager to try.

After fighting with a real powerhouse like Su Hancai, Li Zijin knew that he was still far from being on the way to the sword, and he needed to be more diligent before he could do what he wanted to do.

The young man raised the Cuiqu sword, closed one eye, squinted one eye, and pointed directly at the high mountain in the distance with the long sword, looking at the top of the high mountain that blocked the way ahead, and regarded it as a cool country.

It is only a small vassal country, and it can coerce and lure itself that night, if it weren't for the timely appearance of Senior Su and the Dragon Slaying Sect's Long Xiao Zhenren, I'm afraid this matter will not end well.

This is just one of the few small vassal states in the most noteworthy Honghu Prefecture in Fuyao Kyushu.

At the beginning, in the border of Zheng Guo, which was about the same strength as Liangguo, he almost attracted death due to a dispute with Qiao Hongmiao.

A few days ago, he was kindly treated as a donkey's liver and lungs in Liangguo. Once again, he was in danger.

Walking the rivers and lakes is never an easy task.

However, whether it is Zheng Guo or Liang State, they are still small vassal states that are extremely worthless in secular dynasties.

But when he faced them, it was already like looking up at a mountain, and he was suppressed and breathless.

When he faced the Great Xuan Dynasty and pointed at a Great Xuan Capital, what kind of feeling should he have?

Not strong enough, far from enough.

Li Zijin thought about it, and felt more and more that he couldn't rest, and it was clear that he had only practiced the sword for a day, and he had just put it into the sheath less than a stick of incense, so he drew his sword out of the sheath again, and waved the sword non-stop, full of sweat.

Hong Shao sat by the river, took off his boots, swayed his feet, and when the soles of his feet brushed across the river, there was a slight chill, refreshing his mind.

At night, the senior brother didn't sleep, and the younger sister didn't want to sleep, so she insisted on accompanying her with black circles.

Li Zijin tried to integrate only the extremely small spring breeze sword intent into each of his sword moves.

After the sword is drawn, when it clashes with the enemy's sword, integrate the spring breeze sword intent into that wisp of sword.

I don't know if this will make the power of the sword move to the next level.

However, this kind of attempt was not as easy as he imagined, he tried for more than half a month, and he used his sword thousands of times, but he did not succeed once.

Either because of the excessive force, the sword body bears too much aura, and the sword intent is too heavy, the Cuiqu sword comes out of his hand and flies out for more than ten zhang.

Either the aura and the spring breeze sword intent cannot be balanced with each other, either the former suppresses the latter, or the latter suppresses the former.

In either case, it will not be able to exert the effect that Li Zijin wants, but it will backfire, affecting the power that the sword move itself should cause.

After another failed sword, the young man inserted the Cuiqu sword into the ground by an inch, and with his hand on the sword, he half-bent over, sweating and panting, and sighed.

The girl in white with the night breeze blowing by the river took off the koi hairpin on her head, held it in her hand and began to play with it.

Hearing a sigh from behind him, Hong Shao leaned sideways, supported the ground with his hands, turned his head, and asked, "Senior brother, what's wrong?"

Li Zijin shook his head: "Didn't I tell you before that my senior brother has learned two kinds of sword intent, I want to integrate the newly learned sword intent into the old sword moves, but the three things are completely different, sword moves, sword mang, sword intent, these three things want to concentrate in one formula, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky······

The girl who knew almost nothing about the way of the sword, but had been practicing the sword for a few days, said something unintentional, she tilted her head and wondered: "Since Senior Brother can't integrate sword intent into sword moves, then why don't you try to let sword moves integrate sword intent?

The young man in a black and red brocade robe suddenly froze, and then straightened up, as if he had been enlightened.

It was as if a word woke up a dreamer.

He said excitedly: "The sword intent can't be integrated into the sword moves, so let the sword moves be integrated into the sword intent, yes, yes, why didn't I think of it, the sword is clearly cultivated to make the sword, and there is a sword move first, and then there is a sword intent." How could I just think about letting the old sword move forcibly merge the new sword intent, so contrary to this. There are too many three things, so you should do subtraction, forget the 'sword mang' first, try to make a sword move first, slowly increase the sword intent inside, and then infuse the aura to make the sword appear. ”

Li Zijin almost immediately pulled the Cuiqu sword out of the ground, his eyes were shining, his heart to hold the sword had never been so firm, and he already had a clear idea in his mind.

In the wind, the brocade clothes fluttered, the young man's sleeves swayed, hunting with the wind, he closed his eyes, and now he "passed" the sword move in his mind, and then held his breath and concentrated, without distractions, with the sword on his body, the sword did not stop.

The first time, with the most basic thirteen sword postures that his teacher had taught him, there were no foreign objects mixed with them, just ordinary sword moves.

This time, the sword was unusually smooth.

The second time, Li Zijin kept in mind the little "meaning" of the spring breeze sword intent.

When the young man handed out the sword move in front of him again, the intention rose, the sword came out, and the god came.

Obviously, it was the northwest wind that was blowing just now, but when Li Zijin's sword containing the sword intent of the spring breeze was handed out, the Bailong River immediately blew a southeast wind as if it was "out of nothing".

The spring breeze and the spring breeze collided, fused, and finally dissipated together, holding the green silk of the young girl by the river.

Li Zijin grasped this extremely subtle "god" and "meaning", raised his sword into the air, faced the Bailongjiang River, and handed out the third sword move.

This time, the young man secretly poured a breath of aura into the sword moves that already contained sword intent.

This time, even Li Zijin, who had already taken out his sword tens of thousands of times, did not open his eyes to see his sword, in order to maintain the previous "meaning" and "god", he could only close his eyes and continue to experience that taste in his mind.

Therefore, the young man in a black and red brocade shirt missed the most beautiful sword in the world this year.

There was a hurricane behind her, whistling past Hong Shao, if it weren't for the fact that the girl was wearing two extremely high-ranking immortal robes, and at that moment at the same time exuded an unparalleled aura to firmly "press" her in place, I am afraid that she would be swept away by that hurricane.

The next moment, the girl in white was dumbfounded, watching the hurricane blowing across the Bailong River, and said with emotion Fortunately, it was the middle of the night at this time, and there were no boats or people on the river, otherwise the hurricane would probably hurt many people by mistake.

On the surface of the river, a sword mark appeared, like the legendary real water-repellent bead.

Across both banks, the Bailongjiang River, which is 100 zhang long, was "cut off" by a sword and divided into two.

The monstrous waves have risen, and the waves set off by the river on both sides are shining, stirring up countless starlight, shining in the eyes of the girl.

That sword, from this side of the Bailong River, was sent straight to the other side of the Bailong River, across a river, and when it finally drifted away on the other side, the power was still there, almost uprooting a willow tree by the river. Fortunately, the handsome river god who was no longer hunched appeared in time, and the actual combat divine power on the side of the river stopped the remaining sword intent of the sword.

The god of the Jindan River, sitting on the Bailongjiang River, should be regarded as the Yuan Infant Realm.

However, even this river god of the pseudo-Yuan Infant Realm, when he stopped the sword of the spring breeze that was as heavy as a mountain, it took a lot of effort, feeling the aftermath of the sword intent in his palm, and he was scared out of a cold sweat. If he hadn't made a move with all his strength to stop this sword, I am afraid that the Nanshan behind him, which was in the same breath as Zheng Guoguozuo, would have been cut off by this sword.

If this is the case, I am afraid that little Zheng Guo will have to break his muscles and bones and scare himself to death.

I don't know which sword immortal predecessor is on the other side of the river, the sword intent is so heavy, can he still have such a power after crossing the Bailong River?

On the other side of the river, the young swordsman with his eyes closed no longer even needed to open his eyes to see, just by the sword intent he felt, Li Zijin knew the situation of that sword.

He closed his eyes and smiled, "It's done." ”

A sword that integrates sword mang, spring breeze sword intent, and sword moves, and even the sword bones that Li Zijin himself didn't notice, not three things, but four things fused into one move. This trick was finally completed after getting an unintentional reminder from the little junior sister.

If it's not Jindan, so what?

How does this move compare to the sword qi of the Sword Immortal?

This sword is extremely heavy.

Young swordsman, watch the spring breeze, get the spring breeze, watch the mountains, get the mountains.

On this day, Honghu Prefecture has a "sword fairy" with a sword, which can cut the mountains.

The sword crosses the Bailong River and blows the willows on both sides of the river.