At this moment, Murong Xiu seemed to have found someone to confide in, and opened his heart to tell everything in his heart, with happiness, regret, and happiness.

When it comes to danger, Murong Zheng can't help but sweat for it, and when it comes to Yan Ruyu, Murong Zheng has a certain curiosity about this strange woman, he has only heard of the name of Blood Sea Rose Yan Ruyu, but he has not encountered it, as for the relationship between the two, he does not judge it favorably, since his uncle Murong Bai is willing to string the two, there is still room for things to be returned, and he doesn't need to worry about it more.

The two of them talked for half a day, most of them were Murong Xiu talking, Murong Zheng only acted as a listener, and only occasionally interjected a few words, so that the sun was drooping, and their stomachs were growling, and they realized that it was past dinner time.

At that moment, Murong Zheng, who was in a good mood, took Murong Xiu to fly off the cliff and touched a few big fish in the river for dinner.

"Senior Brother, have you ever wondered what is the essential difference between the Qi Sect and the Sword Sect?"

The words that Murong Bai had said before were especially in his ears, and after relaxing, this question lingered in Murong Xiu's ears again, and he vaguely seemed to have grasped something, but there was always a feeling that he couldn't explain it and couldn't figure it out.

For this problem, Murong Zheng seemed to attach great importance to it, and he didn't know if he attached more importance to this issue, or paid more attention to Murong Xiu, the little junior brother, put down the grilled fish in his hand, and got up to look at the night sky.

"Little junior brother, you are talented and intelligent, but tell me what is the difference between the two?"

Without answering Murong Xiu's question directly, Murong Zheng raised his hand and summoned his natal spirit weapon Canglong Sword, and then with a shake of his arm, he used his vitality to condense into a substance-like Canglong Sword Qi, and the sword qi and sword turned into tangible invisibly, no matter how long or small, there was no difference from the real Canglong Sword.

"The visible is the sword, and the shape-shifting is the qi, with your cultivation, senior brother, I'm afraid that the sword qi is enough to match the visible sword. But in terms of sword qi, the people of the Sword Sect can also do it, so what's the difference?"

Now Murong Xiu is like getting into the tip of the horns, if it is not general, it will be fine, and if it is passed, all he needs to do now is to pierce this layer of kraft paper, so as to understand the difference between the sword and the qi, and then he will understand the difference between the Qi Sect and the Sword Sect.

"So what?"

This is a process of solving doubts, in order to prevent Murong Xiu from entering the misunderstanding, Murong Zheng also behaved very solemnly, and did not dare to be sloppy in the slightest.

Under his control, the sword qi and the Canglong Sword fused together, and under his infusion with Yuan Force, the sword qi continued to extend, as long as two Canglong Swords, and the sword qi was like a beating flame, what he demonstrated was the consistent practice of the people of the Sword Sect, which made Murong Xiu even more puzzled, but he did not interject.

"The sword is tangible, the qi is invisible, refining the qi is in the form, incarnating into the sword, the tangible things are shackled, and all the qi is self-generated. ”

With a pop, Murong Zheng's five fingers clenched, and the Canglong sword qi bloomed with dazzling light, turning into a dragon-shaped true qi and rushing straight into the sky, disappearing into the vast night sky in the blink of an eye.

Looking at it in his hand again, how can there be the shadow of the Canglong Sword, but under the operation of the alchemy technique, the Yuan Qi condenses a Canglong Sword Qi that is like a substance, which is the same as the real Canglong Sword.

"This is the pride of our Qi Sect, no sword in your hand is better than a sword, you should remember that the so-called tangible sword is just a temporary bridge and excess for our Qi Sect disciples, as the only disciple of Uncle Shi, you should know that when there is no sword in Uncle Shi's hands, he is the strongest sword saint in the world. ”

Canglong's sword qi quietly dissipated, and the night sky was calm again, only the sound of firewood crackling, Murong Zheng's words did not disperse for a long time, holding a wooden branch with grilled fish on it, Murong Xiu seemed to be in deep meditation, sitting there motionless.

'The sword is tangible, the qi is invisible, refining the qi is in the form, incarnating into the sword, the tangible things are shackled, and all the qi is self-generated. This sentence deeply stimulated Murong Xiu, he understood that the shackles here were referring to the bondage of tangible things, and the tangible ones would be damaged, even if they were powerful divine weapons, they would eventually be damaged, this was the law and law of nature, and nothing was immutable and eternal.

In this way, it can be seen that once the tangible things are destroyed, it will inevitably greatly reduce the strength of the cultivators, and the Qi Sect's Qi is to make up for this shortcoming.

People are swords, and if the qi lasts forever, the sword will always be there, this is the difference between qi and sword, and it is also the essential difference between qi and sword sect, even if there are similarities, there are different effects.

"It seems that the little junior brother has figured it out. ”

Not far away, Murong Zheng said with a smile on his face, and there was a person standing next to him, who was his senior uncle Murong Bai.

"The talent of the stinky boy is good, but it is a little bad, he loves the tip of the drill bit, and if you don't understand it after you solve it, he is not worthy of my true biography. ”

Murong Bai stood with his hands in his hands, there was no more expression on his face, even Murong Zheng only noticed a relaxed look from his eyes, nothing more.

"Even if there is no me, it won't take long for the little senior brother's comprehension to figure it out, I think that Senior Brother Mu Chen also had this talent, and among the disciples, he is the most promising to get your true inheritance, but it's a pity that ......"

At the mention of the name Mu Chen, Murong Zheng's words were full of regret, and he subconsciously looked at Murong Bai, and when he saw that the latter's face changed, he didn't say any more.

"This son deviated from the scriptures, and switched to the Sword Sect for the sake of a witch, and he is no longer a disciple of my Qi Sect, why do you mention him?"

Although Murong Bai said this, anyone could see that he was distressed, and Murong Zheng couldn't help but sigh.

I thought that the most talented disciple of the Qi Sect would do such a thing, causing the Qi Sect to be ridiculed, and the younger generation was even more pressed by the Sword Sect to be unable to raise their heads, but fortunately, Murong Zheng made every effort to catch up later, otherwise the younger generation of the Qi Sect would never have a better day.

"Little junior brother, little junior brother, you know that now you are walking the same path as Senior Brother Mu Chen back then, and you have been so thin since ancient times, don't waste Uncle Shi's hard work for you!"

Perhaps because of the mention of Mu Chen's foreign name, Murong Bai turned away, looking at his desolate back, Murong Zheng muttered secretly, and finally glanced at Murong Xiu, who was still motionless, with a slight meaning, and left.

The night was a little deep, the stars were looming, the breeze was caressing, the bamboo shadows were rustling, and Murong Xiu didn't feel it at all, just like an old monk sitting by the fire in a daze, the difference was that he was still holding half an uneaten grilled fish in his hand.

This sitting was a night, when Murong Bai appeared in the early morning of the next day, he saw that the fire had been extinguished, and only the bones left of the grilled fish were left, and as for Murong Xiu meditating on the boulder facing the rising sun in the east, he was in deep meditation at this time.

Murong Bai watched quietly, and he was also sensing the fluctuations in Murong Xiu's breath, his blood and qi were rolling, and his sword qi was like a rainbow, faintly giving people a feeling of wanting to try.

Qi is intangible, how can Murong Bai, who has been well versed in this way for many years, not feel it, the current Murong Correction is at a delicate moment, he is fused with the Yuan Qi of heaven and earth, you have me, I have you, the breath is long and endless, this is the embodiment of truly comprehending the Qi Alchemy Technique.

"Stinky boy, this is just the beginning!"