In a mountain range hundreds of miles away from Thousand Sakura City, three figures stood on a small hill.

"How are you going to lure Jinse over?"

Ning Ji, who looked curious, asked Zhuo Yuming.

Zhuo Yuming smiled indifferently, if Jin Se was really near this place, he was naturally sure that Jin Se would take the initiative to appear. Zhuo Yuming, who was smiling, did not answer, and deliberately sold a pass.

A little lower, the white figure rose from the ground and went straight into the sky.

The copper-colored ancient mirror wrapped in a faint silver light hung high in the air, and under the urging of spiritual power, the silver light was flourishing. The spiritual pressure of the top supreme treasure was undoubtedly revealed, and the silver light above the high sky was extremely conspicuous. After sacrificing the Haotian Mirror, the spiritual power in Zhuo Yuming's body was drummed, like a raging river, and the aura that far exceeded the ordinary Cave Realm was spread out.

Ning Ji, who was standing side by side with the sword-holding maid on the mountain, was amazed, this guy could actually think of such a method.

This is all about seeing yourself as a shining star in the dark night sky, like a guiding light that attracts the cultivators around you. I have to say that although it is extremely stupid, it is also the most direct way.

Zhuo Yuming's divine consciousness far beyond the realm of cultivation spread out like water, and he didn't care about committing the taboo on the mountain, and began to search for the familiar qi in the greatest range.

Just as Zhuo Yuming was tirelessly looking for a needle in a haystack, a sharp qi machine suddenly appeared dozens of miles away, triggering Zhuo Yuming's divine sense. The corners of the mouth of the white-clothed man suspended above the sky raised, and as expected, Jin Se sensed his qi and reacted.

Sensing that the qi machine began to rapidly approach where he was, Zhuo Yuming nodded at Ning Ji, who had a look of hope on the mountain below.

Ning Ji, who had already reached the realm of sword heart enlightenment, naturally noticed the qi of Jin Se, who was also a top sword cultivator, at the first time, and immediately emitted his own sword qi slightly, as a response etiquette. After all, the other party rushed over because he sensed Zhuo Yuming's existence, and as a stranger, he released his sword qi as a means of greeting, so as not to be rude.

Ning Ji, who has always been arrogant and conceited, can even be said to be above the top, actually has a good reputation among the monks on the mountain, precisely because most of the people who can be like him and get his approval will be treated with courtesy. And those cultivators who can't get his face often lack interest in even taking a second look, which naturally gives people a feeling of being extremely arrogant and rude. And Zhuo Yuming and Jin Se are naturally not among them.

"Young Master, this Zhuo Gongzi is really an interesting person. ”

Zhuo Yuming, who had never heard the sword-wielding maid who had never heard of it, suddenly covered her mouth and smiled, and said softly.

Obviously, in the eyes of this woman named "Winter Snow", Zhuo Yuming's act of flying in the air to sacrifice a magic weapon and urging his spiritual power fluctuations to the extreme is really cute.

Wan Er smiled, Ning Ji's eyes were a little narrow, and he smiled at the woman next to him who had been with him for decades and seemed to be a maid but was actually like a brother and sister: "Dongxue, if you have a good impression of this guy, I will pull you back and pull you back." You're not too young, and you're old enough to get married. This guy is extremely talented, and he is not a bad person, so he will go back and investigate, and if it is suitable, he will seize the opportunity. Don't worry, I'm not a person who talks about pomp and circumstance, I can just carry the firefly myself. ”

For his young master's ridicule, Dong Xue, who had a cold temperament and was actually graceful in his heart, made a big red face in an instant.

She just wanted to say a few words, but when she saw a figure in black that had already caught her eye, she still closed her mouth, and just glanced at Ning Ji with disgust.

A black streamer came and stopped in front of Zhuo Yuming.

The light dissipated, and he was a middle-aged man who was empty except for a black robe.

Yoji Mountain, Sword Repair, Jinse.

"Jinse Daoyou, I haven't seen you for a long time. ”

Zhuo Yuming smiled brightly and took the initiative to say hello.

With the iceberg face of the Jiupin martial artist Sui Jinru, Jin Se coldly swept a man and a woman on the mountain below, and suddenly became suspicious in his heart, but there was no fluctuation on his face, and he said coldly: "Wait for me here?"

As an assassin killer, his whereabouts have always been vague and secretive, and the other party was able to intercept him here, obviously doing a lot of homework. It's just that for this young man who was taken care of by the sword saint's blue eyes and took the cultivation of the Cave Xuan Realm as his own sword immortality, his perception was acceptable, and after sensing the other party's deliberately outgoing qi, he still decided to come over to meet him.

However, halfway through the road earlier, he sensed the faint sword aura released by the man who was also a sword cultivator on the hill below, and he vaguely guessed in his heart that it was not the young man in front of him who had a brief relationship with him.

"Hehe, I was pierced by a sword from Jinse Daoyou, and I have always been haunted in my heart. It's a pity that the realm is low, and the cultivation is not good, and he knows that he can't go more than three rounds under the sword of Daoyou, and he doesn't dare to take the initiative to find the door to bring humiliation on himself. Didn't I deliberately pull a helper today, and I wanted to find a Taoist friend to avenge the revenge of the sword back then. ”

Zhuo Yuming looked playful, glanced at the two sword cultivators, and said with a smile.

At this time, Ning Ji also slowly rose into the air and hovered beside Zhuo Yuming.

For this long-awaited sword cultivator of Xiaozhi Mountain, who is also the pinnacle of returning to Tibet, Ning Ji can be regarded as a courtesy. After 1510 told Jin Se about his previous encounter with Zhuo Yuming in the city, he clasped his fists and saluted, and said solemnly: "Sword Xiu Ningji, ask Jin Se Daoist about the sword." ”

As the sword cultivator who gives qi practitioners the most headache, most of them are upright. Maybe it's because all the body and mind are invested in sword practice, and these upright people often don't have a good temper. A person with high swordsmanship and a bad temper is extremely troublesome.

Different from the various mountain "rules" of those mountain qi practitioners, between pure sword cultivation, there is actually no discipline at all to ask the sword.

Often one look is enough.

It's roughly something like "What are you worried about?", "What's wrong with you?", "Do you want to practice?", "Practice practice!". After a glance at each other, a sword question will unfold naturally.

This kind of straightforward style is almost the number of roads in the intestines, and it is the most headache for most qi practitioners who have cultivated countless qi cultivators who are higher than their own realm.

You just put two sentences similar to "If the Taoist friend is not in his heart, he can discuss the Tao" in accordance with the rules and conventions on the mountain, and waited for the other party to say "Since this is the case, the Taoist friend over there will choose a day to discuss the Tao." Then the two of them left separately, silent.

But where are these sword cultivators coming to these subtle routines with you, as soon as the voice on your side fell, he immediately pulled out the sword from the sheath.

Therefore, when the two people who could be regarded as the leaders of the younger generation of sword cultivation in the entire Void Spirit Realm stood together, the ending would naturally not disappoint Zhuo Yuming by half a point.

Jin Se, who had a cold face, glanced at this famous Kyushu first-day genius who had heard about it countless times, Jian Xiu Ningji, and just nodded.

"Sword cultivation Jinse, take the sword. ”