"Dim Sum?" The crisp and pleasant voice was getting closer and closer from behind, Liu Xiaoyi wanted to turn his head, but his body didn't listen to the call, the six-pointed star array under his feet was a clever trap array, not only sealing the action, but also locking the meridians in the body.

Now Liu Xiaoyi is the fish and meat on the board to be slaughtered, and the one behind him can kill him with just a light knife.

"The flower cake I bought in the city is in my arms. Liu Xiaoyi tried his best to stay calm and opened his mouth.

"Hahahaha! I haven't seen anyone for many years, and God sent me a little doll! ”

A pair of slender jade hands came into his arms from behind, and took out the oiled paper bag, which contained two pieces of flower cakes that were still warm, and he couldn't see each other's appearances, only the sound of chewing food.

After a while, the other party finished eating all the flower cakes, and then turned to the front and looked at Liu Xiaoyi carefully with a pair of bright eyes.

"You're pretty handsome, not like those old-fashioned people with a beard and a stinky fart, what's your name?"

It was a little girl who spoke, less than six feet tall, with a double ponytail, tilting her head and staring at herself, Liu Xiaoyi's face was flushed, "Girl, you are a little too close to me......"

The tips of the noses of the two almost touched each other, and the little girl smiled slyly between the four eyes, pinched Liu Xiaoyi's cheeks with both hands, and dragged them to the sides.

"Dare to fight this girl's idea, you are the first in 10,000 years!"

Being dragged by her like this, the confinement effect of the six-pointed star array actually dissipated, and Liu Xiaoyi, who let go of her hands and feet, immediately held the little girl's hands, "It hurts, it hurts, you have neither true qi nor mana in your body, is it a human or a ghost?"

"Of course it's a human! This girl has been practicing for ten thousand years, how can it be that you can spy on it, if it weren't for the face of the Killing Immortal Sword, I wouldn't have brought you over!" The little girl seemed to know what Liu Xiaoyi was thinking, and answered his question in advance, "You, what's your name! How old are you!"

"Liu Xiaoyi, almost sixteen years old. ”

"Listen, this girl is ten thousand and fifteen years old, she is the saintess of the Mixed Yuan Palace, and no one can usually see my true face, you are very lucky!" The little girl stomped her feet, and suddenly surged out of an amazing momentum, this extraordinary power instantly rushed Liu Xiaoyi away, or she reached out and grabbed it and put it in front of her.

"I'm sorry I didn't control my strength well. "This holy woman should not have gone out for a long time, and she talked endlessly, which made Liu Xiaoyi dizzy when she heard it.

What kind of cultivation to become an immortal, to break into this mysterious land, where is the Nantianmen, where is the Mixed Yuan Palace, Liu Xiaoyi has never heard of it except for the Iron Dynasty and the Chu State!

"How can you ordinary people in the Mixed Yuan Palace be able to come into contact with you, don't say what kind of Heavenly King Dao, just the Taishang Elder, it's not enough to lift shoes when you come to me, the four holy beasts are in my Mixed Yuan Palace, they are the pets who watch the gate!"

The little girl's name is Xiao Qingshu, she habitually tilts her head when she speaks, and she doesn't know who she learned it from.

"I heard you say so mysterious, why are you still staying in this coffin?" Liu Xiaoyi was puzzled, it looked like a sarcophagus from the outside, but inside it was a palace, and there were formation prohibitions everywhere.

"You think I want to stay here? If it weren't for chasing the fire seal, I wouldn't be staying here! ”

Xiao Qingshu pulled him in a flash, then walked through the hundred-meter verandah, and came to a stone room at the end, "There is only a picture of enlightenment, and there are no other hints, I have been sitting here for nearly a hundred years, and I have not comprehended anything." ”

"This picture?" Liu Xiaoyi only glanced at it, then stood still, letting Xiao Qingshu shake his arm in front of him, Liu Xiaoyi seemed to have lost his soul, and his eyes were blank.

"It's really annoying! How can I realize it at a glance! I won't play with you anymore!"

Xiao Qingshu shook her double ponytail and walked out angrily, she wanted to borrow the fire seal, but she strayed into this mysterious sarcophagus, where the body of an ancient monk was buried, and before she died, she left such a picture of the prodigal son dancing the sword to her descendants, and she didn't realize the mystery, the sarcophagus couldn't be opened, and her relics couldn't be taken away.

There are many dry bones lying in the stone room, each of them was a well-known big man in his lifetime, just take out one, and raise his hand to level the entire Heavenly King.

But he couldn't understand the mystery and died here in despair.

As for the formations in the palace, Xiao Qingshu was really bored, and he set it up by himself, and he could see the scene within a certain distance through the sarcophagus, but he couldn't leave the sarcophagus half a step.

The more he wanted to go out, the more he would inevitably be impatient, and Xiao Qingshu couldn't even sit still when he was cultivating, let alone enlightening.

One is a hundred years, during which a few unlucky people were caught, but they didn't realize it and died here.

"If the little guy doesn't realize it, I'm going to continue digging holes again, it's dirty and tired, and I don't have a place to shower!"

Only half an hour has passed, Xiao Qingshu went to the door in a hurry to look at it three times, each time it was the same result, Liu Xiaoyi stared at the picture with intent.

A prodigal son with a sword, doing the action of returning the pistol with one foot, standing at the tip of the cliff, the long sword in his hand and the surrounding terrain are perfectly integrated, and Liu Xiaoyi's heart is beating when he sees the sword light.

When he came to his senses, he found himself standing on the edge of a cliff, and in front of him was the sword-wielding prodigal son.

The other party ignored the sudden appearance of himself, and still used his sword moves, the blade was bright and sharp, but there was no sword qi, and the prodigal son did not have the slightest true qi in his body, he was actually an ordinary person.

How is this possible? A master with such a sword technique can not have true qi?

Liu Xiaoyi didn't believe it, carefully felt the changes between the sword moves, and found that every move was based on the trend, without any sense of stagnation, the change of footsteps rotated with the general trend of heaven and earth, and the position where the sword blade passed must be the weakest place in front of him.

If you use this sword technique to fight against people, and slash into the soft underbelly with a sword, you will definitely be able to kill people invisibly.

Liu Xiaoyi's curiosity rose, so he pulled out the cold ice sword, raised his steps and rushed to the front and waved his hand is sword, also did not use true qi, just made a move.

The prodigal son ducked down to dodge the attack, and with a flick of his fingers with his left hand, the blade was deflected off course and slashed into the air.

And his sword quietly appeared on Liu Xiaoyi's waist, stopping outside his shirt and not moving.

"Senior, what kind of swordsmanship is this?" Liu Xiaoyi was a little frustrated when he was found by the other party in a face, originally relying on the Dao method, he could easily defeat a strong enemy in the two realms, but he couldn't help an ordinary person.

"Look. The prodigal son did not answer, but took off his head rope and threw it into the sky, and the long sword was pointed out again and again, and stabbed into the falling head rope.

"How many swords did I take?"

"Three swords. ”

The speed of the sword was too fast, and these three swords were also made up by Liu Xiaoyi, the prodigal son was speechless after hearing this, picked up the head rope, and broke a total of thirteen pieces.

"I'll demonstrate it again, and if you learn it, you can go down the mountain. ”

The prodigal son flipped his wrist and shook his arm in a very narrow space, and in the blink of an eye stabbed twelve swords, the tips of which were pointed in different directions, but each with the same force.

What a means this is! Liu Xiaoyi could only draw his sword twice in the same amount of time, and if he didn't use his true qi, his arm would soon feel sore.

And the prodigal son, who practiced his sword as if he was tireless, spent the whole day swinging his sword on the edge of this cliff.

Liu Xiaoyi's unyielding strength made him swing his sword with him, "You don't need true qi, how can you be so powerful?"

"Exercise diligently. ”

"Why don't you use true qi? ”

"I can't, and I can't. ”

The prodigal son spoke concisely and clearly, without saying a word, and only cared about practicing the sword.

The sky quickly turned from light to dark, the sun rose in the east, taking advantage of the golden light sprinkled by the morning sun, Liu Xiaoyi took a deep breath, shook his wrist, and pointed out the four swords.

Day after day, the two figures on the cliff never stopped, the sound of the sword was loud in the ears, the cold ice sword was still swaying out of the Dao cold light at first, and after a few days, the sword qi was gradually restrained, with a hint of taste.

It turns out that the prodigal son does not not rest, he will go down the mountain every three days to bring Liu Xiaoyi some food and drink, and can replenish his strength for Liu Xiaoyi in time before his physical strength is exhausted, as if he can pinch and calculate, and it is just right every time.

As everyone knows, on the picture in the stone room, there is a little person, who is sweating hard and practicing swordsmanship, Xiao Qingshu didn't notice it at first, but after not knowing the boredom of hundreds of times, she finally saw the scene in the painting moving.

"This loose cultivation is really strong, if he lives, I don't know if he can beat the palace master. Xiao Qingshu muttered to herself.

"I definitely can't beat the palace master of the Mixed Yuan Palace, how can I fight if I don't have true qi?"

A voice came from the stone room to answer Xiao Qingshu, which frightened the little girl so much that she hurriedly used her formation to protect herself.

"Don't be afraid, the old decay has been dead for an unknown number of years, and a residual thought is guarding here, and it can't hurt anyone. If Liu Xiaoyi is outside, he will definitely be able to hear how similar this voice is to the prodigal son's speech, but the former is full of vicissitudes.

"That's still trapped me for a hundred years, and I haven't seen you move, let me out!" Xiao Qingshu said anxiously, "I'm still waiting to save my sister with the fire seal!"

"I didn't touch the Enlightenment Diagram, I can only sleep, or wait for Xiaoyou to finish practicing the sword, and you can leave together. ”

Sanxiu has no name and no surname, there is no record in the rivers and lakes, he was born with a penchant for dancing knives and guns, but he can't practice the slightest true qi, and his companions are laughing at him, and he doesn't conspire.

This setback did not make him break his faith, and if he could hold a long sword in his hand, he would practice from scratch, and he would practice on the edge of the cliff for eighty-one years.

The farmers who passed by would point fingers at him, thinking that he was a psychopath, and he had been hiding here for so many years and had not made a name for himself.

Until one day, when people set out early in the morning to do farm work, they did not see him, and at this point in the past, there was already an old man dancing with a sword standing in the rising sun.

Today, however, only a river fragmented by twelve ravines remains, stirring up waves under the cliffs.