Middle-aged in white, with a purple gourd hanging from his waist, his eyes half-squinted, as if he had just finished drinking. In his right hand he held a white sword, which had been unsheathed, and no one saw him draw it, nor did anyone see him take it.

"Half drunk day and night, a pot for nothing?" Yang Er exclaimed in his heart.

Bai Yiju didn't say a word, pulled a knife in one hand, and galloped away.

"Brother Xiaodao!" Fu Fu wanted to catch up, but was pulled by Yang Qing, "Miss, Guo Shaoxia is injured, Bai Yiju will save him, he will naturally be saved to the end, the city lord misses you day and night, you better go back to Qingcheng with me." ”

"Uncle Yang, you go back and tell my father, I'll be back in a few days. ”

"Miss, if you refuse to go back with me, I'm afraid I won't be able to deal with it!"

Fufu knew her father's temper, if she didn't go back with Uncle Yang, Uncle Yang would definitely receive a heavy punishment, but she was worried about the safety of the knife.

"Miss, how can you keep up with the speed of Bai Yiju, I will send someone to look for it, and I will tell you as soon as there is news, you can go back to Qingcheng with me!" Yang Qing continued.

"Okay!" Fu Fu had to go back to Qingcheng with Yang Qing first.

Bai Yiju ran for more than ten miles with the knife, and the knife coughed, after all, he was injured, and his strength couldn't keep up for a while.

Bai Yiju stopped, looked at the knife, and suddenly said: "Like!

"Thank you seniors for saving your life, my sister Fufu is still in Wange Villa, and I will report it in the future. "Knife wants to go back to find Fufu.

"Guo Xiaodao, do you know who I am?"

"I don't know the name of my predecessor?"

"White pot!" Bai Yiju finished speaking, picked up the flask and took a sip.

"Uncle Bai, is that you, Uncle Bai!"

"Well, it's me, I went to a distant place, and when I came back to the Central Plains, I realized that your mother had left, do you remember the appearance of the enemy?"

"I can't describe what he looks like, but if I see him, I'll recognize him. The knife coughed a few more times!

"Sit down and breathe, I'll protect you!"

"Uh-huh!" said the knife and sat down,

The palm of the hand is upward, first meditate, then concentrate, the avenue qi first, less chong shaofu hui less returnee dantian......

The sky is pure and endless,

How many times did you dare to enter.

There is no cliff in the inner cultivation,

The golden boy is on a higher level.

"Yuan Dao Inner Cultivation, this kid really has a fate! Even Ye Zhuweng's kung fu has been learned, but it's a pity that Xiu Mei left early and can't see the growth of the knife!" Bai Yiju said secretly in his heart!

After a while, the knife had almost recovered, and he was worried about Fufu, so he said to Bai Yiju: "Uncle Bai, my sister Fufu is still in the Ten Thousand Pigeon Villa, I want to find her." ”

"No, she has already left, you don't have to worry about her safety, you will meet in the future, in the next few days, I will pass on your drunken immortal swordsmanship!" Bai Yiju saw at a glance that Yang Qing was from Qingcheng, and stood behind Fufu, respectfully, with him, Fufu is naturally safe, who wants to offend Qingcheng for no reason?

"This ......"

"Don't you want to avenge your mother's murder?" Bai Yiju said angrily.

"Uncle Bai, don't be angry, I'll learn swordsmanship with you!"

"Let me ask you, when did you learn the inner cultivation of the Yuan Dao, and what other kung fu did you learn?"

"My mother asked me to find you before she died, I inquired all the way, they all said where the wine is the most fragrant, Uncle Bai, where you are, but I found a lot of places and didn't find it, and then took a jar of wine to the riverside, suddenly an old-timer asked me for wine, I gave him the whole altar, but he wanted to follow a sip, I drank all over the body fever, stomach pain, he taught me a few words, that is, you said the inner cultivation of the Yuandao. ”

Bai Yiju stretched out his hand to hold the knife's hand vein, suddenly his eyes widened, and then he laughed, "Qi Jing Nine Pulses! Qi Jing Nine Pulses!"

"Uncle Bai. Is this reason why the nine veins of the Qi Sutra passed on to me the inner cultivation of the Yuan Dao?"

"Well, this is chance! Ye Zhuweng's martial arts are above me, but what you have learned is only his skin. ”

The knife then told Bai Yiju about the eight steps of learning Qiankun, the holy hand acupoints, and the Prajna Vajra palm.

"The eight steps of Qiankun are excellent light skills, and the speed is amazing. The Holy Hand acupoint technique is unique, and ordinary people really can't solve it. The Void Zen Master's Prajna Vajra Palm is indestructible, and when you practice to the fullest, you will hit the sixty-four golden seals, which is also extremely powerful. The most important thing about the drunken immortal sword technique is the two words 'fast' and 'strong', you have these kung fu as the foundation, and learning the drunken fairy sword will naturally get twice the result with half the effort!"

"Uh-huh!" Knife nodded.

Bai Yiju then said: "Do you know why the rivers and lakes say that I only have three swords in my life?"

"I don't know about the knife!"

"Actually, my sword contains sixty-four moves, but it is done in one go, and it is so fast that it is only like a sword, so they say that I kill people with one sword, save people with one sword, and one sword is a mystery!"

"Actually, killing people and saving people is the same sword, right?"

"It's the same sword, but it's not the same sword, killing people is the sword, saving people is the sword!"

"Then there is a sword that is a mystery, what does this sentence mean?"

"This is not the time to tell you, you come with me!" Bai Yi took a sip of wine and moved forward, and the white shadow gradually moved away.

"Uncle Bai is going to try my Qiankun Eight Steps?" the knife hurriedly followed.

It's been more than half a day!

There is a forest in the mountains here, and the birds in this forest are unique!

There is a hole in the forest, called the top hole!

"This mountain is called the top mountain, the mountain is high and cold, it is fifty miles away from the town's 'Li Baiju', you go to make me a pot of wine every day, only one pot, not more and no less! After I come back, I will teach you the drunken fairy swordsmanship!"

"Uncle Bai wants me to exercise my leg strength, a round trip is a hundred miles! I want to learn the Drunken Immortal Sword Technique as soon as possible!" Xiao Dao said secretly in his heart.

Bai Yiju looked at the knife and was stunned, and then continued: "Why? can't do it? Your internal cultivation of the Yuan Dao is self-defense and internal strength, if you want to become a great success, it is impossible to do it in ten years and eight years, the speed of Qiankun eight steps is fast, you can escape when you meet the top master, but you can't get close to him, the holy hand point is even more effective in dealing with people who are worse than yourself, as for the Prajna Vajra Palm, you have to practice to Dacheng for three or five years, but my drunken immortal swordsmanship, as long as you are willing to endure hardships, you can achieve it quickly according to your foundation!"

"Uncle Bai, the knife will go and get you a drink now!"

"It's not too late to go tomorrow morning, I'll pass you the Drunken Immortal Sword Technique mantra first. Bai Yiju took another sip of wine.

Drunken Immortal Swordsmanship, a total of eight styles, one type of eight moves, a total of sixty-four moves.

Breaking the sword: a sword gives birth to ten thousand swords, used to crack the swordsmanship of all sects and factions in the world, although the sword-breaking style is only one style, it is divided into eight strokes, and the eight strokes are the same formula, which is divided into four directions to attack. Among them, the swordsmanship of all sects and factions in the world is eclectic, and it is based on the swordsmanship of the whole world. Someone else made a sword, and I made eight swords faster, and I couldn't break it!