In the south of the Yangtze River, on the path where the grass grows and the warbler flies and the cherry blossoms and willows are green, a white-clothed young man with a black square sword box on his back walks and suddenly raises his head to look at the sky.

A moist and warm spring breeze brushed his cheeks, the tip of his nose was slightly cool, and he looked at the clear pupils in the sky that reflected the small raindrops falling from the sky.

The rustling sound of falling rain gradually covered the green mountains.

"It's raining. ”

Ye Mingke showed a smile, and his mood seemed to be washed by this falling rain, which was the first rain he encountered all the way from the wind and snow in the north.

Unconsciously, he has come to the spring of Jiangnan.

The sword box behind him made a soft sound, and a wax villain at the collar of the white robe also raised his face like Ye Mingke, looking at this fresh and fine spring rain.

The fine raindrops wet his body, and he seemed to forget that he was a wax man who melted when exposed to water.

"Spring rain, when paired with apricot blossom wine. ”

The white-clothed young man with a sword lowered his head, chuckled, and looked at the old town in front of him, shrouded in drizzle.

He turned his hand and knocked on the sword box, which shook the body of the wax villain, and smiled faintly, "It's boring to drink alone, you can have a few drinks with me." ”

The wax villain standing behind Ye Mingke's head slowly lowered his head, looking at the back of Ye Mingke's neck below, the face that looked up at Xinyu just now was stained with some crystal raindrops, reflecting a faint light, making it impossible to see the look of that little face clearly.

But the voice of his answer was very respectful and cheerful, as if he were smiling.

"My lord, I am so Yaxing. The little ones are honored to be able to drink with the adults. ”

"Let's go. ”

Ye Mingke didn't look back, a subtle smile hooked up on the corner of his mouth, and strode towards the two-story restaurant in the town in front of him with a cyan wine flag.

In the spring breeze and drizzle, the young man with a sword box on his back and long hair scattered was tall and calm.

Ascending to the second floor and booking a box with a curtain covering the window, Ye Mingke listened to the sound of drizzle outside the window and drank wine with the wax villain in front of him, who was not much taller than a wine glass.

"Ah Tu, is that Ye Xiu still in this radius of a hundred miles?"

Ye Mingke suddenly turned his head and looked at the wax villain, and said lazily.

"Ah Tu ......" Dao Lingchen, the wax villain with an incomparably immortal name paused, and felt that his little wax heart was broken somewhere.

But his gaze glanced at Ye Mingke's hand tapping the sword box in a boredom, and immediately responded with a bright smile: "The little one just sensed the breath intercepted by that secret technique, and that Ye Xiu is near here." ”

The Ye Xiu in his mouth is a Tongyuan Primordial Realm monk who has sacrificed blood to many villages, and even the duty priest has turned away because of too much karma and bad karma on his body.

I don't know how Jian Jiu operated when he returned to the Duty Division, after Ye Mingke left the north, he was not wanted by the people on duty, so he walked more calmly along the way, and when he saw a fierce beast or monk who was a disaster in the world, he would also try his best to use his sword.

The ferocious Ye Xiu, who was not included in the duty division, was one of Ye Mingke's targets for sword fighting, but he didn't expect to encounter a big problem. Although Ye Mingke defeated him in that fight, he was caught by the other party and flew away directly.

Ye Mingke, who doesn't know how to resist the sword, can't catch up with the other party even if he runs like electricity on the ground, but fortunately, Lingchen intercepted a wisp of his breath with a secret method that can be used to chase

Tracks.

Originally, every time Ye Mingke asked him for help, Lingchen always had to mention conditions, but after Ye Mingke defeated a monk in the same realm as him head-on, he became as well-behaved and proactive as he was.

"Even if you find him, what if he escapes directly with the sword when I meet him this time?" Ye Mingke sipped his wine slightly, remembering the guy who ran directly with the sword last time, and said with a toothache, "That guts guy, he is still a monk of the Tongyuan Great Realm, and when he sees me, a martial arts nine-story building that is only equivalent to the Wheel Sea Realm, he runs away directly? ”

Ye Mingke shook his head, very angry.

He had already intercepted the other party twice along the way, but now that Ye Xiu had completely given up his dignity as a Tongyuan Realm monk, and when he saw the white clothes or the sword box, he directly rose up first.

"Heh, Martial Dao Nine-Fold Building?" Lingchen was a little scornful in his heart, he was a little unclear about the real combat power of this guy in front of him now, obviously the realm was only the Martial Dao Nine-Fold Building, but his basic quality was too strong, and it was not at all comparable to the Martial Dao Nine-Fold Building in the same realm.

Ye Mingke drank until he was drunk, and when he saw that it was still drizzling outside the window and the sky was still bright, he took out a hand-copied book from the sword box and studied it by the window.

This is the "Six Paths", and it is not the exercise of missing nine given by Jian Jiu, but the exercise of missing seven that is exploited from Lingchen.

"The avenue is invisible, giving birth to the world, the avenue is ruthless, running the sun and the moon, the avenue is nameless, and all things are nourished for a long time. (Note 1)

Ye Mingke silently pondered the already familiar formulas.

"In such a quiet way, one gradually enters the true path, and when he enters the true path, he is called the Tao, and although he is called the Tao, he has nothing to gain, and in order to transform sentient beings, he is called the Tao, and those who can understand can preach the holy way. (Note 2)

In the short space at the beginning, countless words "Dao" occupied Ye Mingke's eyes.

"Dao?" Ye Mingke repeated this very common word several times.

He suddenly turned his head to look at Lingchen and asked, "What is the source of the power you immortal cultivators use?"

Lingchen never understood why Ye Mingke, who was suffering from being unable to resist the sword, did not cultivate after exploiting the exercises from him, but just kept watching.

However, Ye Mingke asked, and he immediately responded.

"Of course, it's the aura of heaven and earth. ”

His waxy little face was full of respect, but he didn't know if he was scolding Ye Mingke in his heart for being stupid ×.

Ye Mingke didn't look at him, but kept looking down at the book, as if he wanted to see something difficult to understand from it, and he asked in confusion.

"Then why are you not cultivating the spirit, but cultivating the Tao?"

"That's because only after cultivating the Dao and mastering the Great Dao can you control the aura. The Spirit Dust Immortal responded quickly and naturally.

"What does Dao have to do with Reiki?" Ye Mingke thought for a while and asked again.

"To control the aura, you must first comprehend the relevant avenues, and the more you comprehend, the higher your sense of the Dao, and then gain the power to drive the aura from the sensed Dao. Therefore, cultivating immortals is cultivating the Tao. The Spirit Dust Immortal replied.

"Of course, in addition to sensing the aura and the Dao, it is also necessary to have the spiritual aperture that is connected with the aura of heaven and earth. ”

"It turned out to be different from what I thought, I always thought that magic was the use of spiritual power to control the aura of heaven and earth to form a spell, and the exercise was the skill of communication. ”

Ye Mingke remembered the first time he came from the school

Li Yin's conclusion that he had come to the conclusion that he had clearly sensed the aura for the first time when he saw the spell.

"But it turns out that it is necessary to communicate with the Great Dao first, and then use the Dao to control the aura. ”

"The higher the degree of induction of the Dao, the higher the power of the spell, and the induction of the Dao is an extremely complex process, and there are many influencing factors. Lingchen continued Ye Mingke's words and said slowly, "What I have learned is that the level of spiritual power and the degree of comprehension of the Dao are often directly related to cultivation. In addition, there is also the number of spiritual apertures, the purity of the exercises, and one's own heavenly luck. ”

"Qi number?" Ye Mingke asked puzzled.

"The number of qi is ethereal, everyone has a certain number of qi, and it is distributed in different aspects of life, it is said that except for a very small number of demons, the gift of heaven is relatively fair, and everyone's qi is actually not much different"

"Those who are gifted with different physical talents, on the contrary, will not be as good as ordinary cultivators under the same conditions in terms of receiving feedback from the Dao, which is also a reason why immortal cultivators who are good at physique have fallen in the era of the popularization of the Six Dao Techniques. The Spirit Dust Immortal replied carefully.

Ye Mingke felt that he had a deeper understanding of the spells he had felt before, but he still had doubts in his heart, because the spells he saw in Li Yin in the town seemed to be directly driven by his spiritual power, so when Li Yin's spiritual power was about to be difficult to control the aura, his fist with a powerful intention could directly disperse the aura pillar that maintained his spells.

Could it be that this is the difference between the small town exercises and the Six Dao Techniques? Maybe there is a secret hidden in this that my uncle won't let me cultivate?

Out of trust in his uncle, even if he is extremely curious about the exercises recorded in the Six Paths these days, he has been restraining himself from practicing directly.

"You really can't teach me the sword technique?" Ye Mingke raised his head to look at Lingchen and said lightly.

Lingchen's waxy face suddenly seemed to be crying until it was about to melt, and he said pitifully.

"My lord, forgive the little one, the exercises are the foundation of all techniques, my lord, you haven't cultivated any exercises, it's really impossible to learn the magic of the sword. ”

"Last time we met, you said that Ye Xiu was probably in possession of a very powerful non-six-path technique, right?"

Ye Mingke spent many days looking for that Ye Xiu, in addition to the sins committed by the other party, it was also because the other party was likely to have the exercises he urgently needed.

With the practice of cultivating immortals, he can have more capital to save his life when he goes deep into the wilderness alone.

"Yes, that wild cultivator's aura is obviously different from that of ordinary monks. Moreover, if he was expelled from the duty division and had no way to obtain the "Six Dao Techniques" with a low degree of incompleteness, he was able to cultivate to the Tongyuan Great Realm, which is estimated to be a powerful ancient practice. Lingchen nodded and replied.

"Ho. Ye Mingke inhaled cold air as if he had a toothache.

"Can't catch someone if you don't learn swordsmanship?"

"If you don't catch someone, you can't learn swordsmanship?"

“？？”

He turned his head to look out the window and gritted his teeth.

"No matter, you tell me the specific technique first, and then demonstrate the sword art to me, I don't believe in evil, I really can't learn the sword technique without the exercises?"

"What is a scholar? A scholar can calculate the formula by himself even if he has not been taught!"

Ye Mingke remembered the few sacks of calculation paper he had deliberately put into the sword box, exhaled, and cheered himself up with some confidence.