The light of that blue moon became stronger and stronger, and the cracks that spread to the blue moon became more and more unstable.

"Borrow the power of heaven and earth borrowed by immortal cultivators to fight against immortal cultivators, once you punch, you will not die, and you will not retreat. ”

The words that the old beggar said to Ye Mingke before giving him a fist.

It's an art of dancing on a blade. The art of power control.

Extremely beautiful, extremely dangerous.

The blue moon is brittle.

At that moment, the blue light scattered the entire dark night sky with a curtain of snow, and another blizzard rolled across the flat ground.

The old beggar who threw the last punch strode from the wind and snow, his hair was covered with crystal ice crystals, and the dozen or so snow demon wolves behind him had been turned into ice sculptures by the violent water system spiritual energy tide and shattered by the spiritual power frenzy, and they were never seen again.

The old beggar who walked out of the snowstorm saw Ye Mingke sitting on the snow with his eyes closed, his hands clenched into fists on his knees, and his breath was extremely long, and the snowflakes around him fell on him and were stirred by the breath on his body.

Then, on his clenched fists, there was a faint cyan qi leaking out.

Force and qi. Martial artists have been groping for the harmony between the two since they got started.

However, the harmony between force and qi is one, and the power that can only be attached to the physical body can be transferred with the qi in the body, and it can also be transmitted through the body to become Gangqi.

This is the innate realm of martial arts.

The old beggar looked at Ye Mingke, who had entered the innate overnight, and was shocked and indescribable.

Because although he knew that Ye Mingke's physique was extremely strong, he was no longer inferior to the innate master of martial arts. But he hadn't had time to teach Ye Mingke any martial arts breath method at all, nor had he taught him how to go from the acquired realm of heavy tempering of the flesh to the innate realm.

"This little monster, has he been observing my luck and breath, and has he had an epiphany?"

The old beggar was afraid that Ye Mingke would break through the realm, so he shook his head heartily but laughed silently, smiling and smiling, but there was some crystal light in the corners of his eyes.

He lowered his head and looked at the beautiful young man sitting quietly in the wind and snow with his eyes closed, and the smile on his old face was a little self-deprecating and a little gratifying.

"Self-taught without a teacher, born overnight. ”

"Little monster, I am indeed as you said, I am not qualified to be your master, but I can accompany you on a journey, and I, a small mortal, am glorious enough. ”

"I've been teaching you for five nights, how much do I have left? How many more nights can I teach you?"

The old beggar sat casually in the wind and snow, waiting for Ye Mingke to wake up, waiting until dawn.

......

"They...... Why haven't you come back yet?"

In the dimly lit cave, Aru asked softly.

The little girl hugged her knees and watched the fire by the fire, patiently sleepy and waiting for Ye Mingke and the old beggar to come back.

But tonight has passed the time for them to return, and they have not returned.

Liu Xi heard the sound of the snow demon wolves crossing the border outside just now, she knew that the old beggar had been looking for this wolf pack, and it was estimated that she was chasing and killing the wolves, but she was afraid that Aru would be scared, so she just said.

"Your big brother has a lot to learn tonight. I'll come back later, Aru will go to bed first. ”

"Ahh

Aru's voice was a little depressed.

"It's going to be later, that bearded old man is so annoying. ”

Aru's little face showed a little unhappy color, grabbing a small wooden stick and knocking on the edge of the fire, splashing a little spark,

"The beard is so fierce, he used to snatch the wood from my house, but now he wants to force me to drink medicine, and he also asks my sister to carry such a heavy sword every day, and beat my wood every day. The girl can't bear it!"

"Oops. ”

As soon as Ah Ru finished "viciously" making the declaration, he was knocked on his brain by Liu Xi, and he cried out aggrievedly holding his head.

Only time and new events are the best medicine for scar healing. Aru, who woke up again after a serious illness, was in a much better mental state.

And the wood in her mouth is Ye Mingke, who has always been a little stunned and doesn't know how to comfort people, and because the leaves and Ke in his name are related to trees, he was nicknamed Mu by Ah Ru, who didn't know how to call him.

"He's my sister's father, and you are not allowed to speak of him like that. Liu Xi pursed her lips, and said with warm eyes looking at Aru seriously.

In the past two days and two nights, except when he was in a hurry, Ye Mingke was often caught by the old beggar to practice martial arts, so it was often Liu Xi who accompanied Aru.

After a few days of getting along, the relationship between the two girls, one big and one young, has become familiar and harmonious.

"Babble~"

Holding her little head, Ah Ru felt Liu Xi's seriousness, although her expression was still a little unhappy, she still nodded her head stupidly, but she was still a little unconvinced and muttered in a low voice.

"My Abba is much better than my sister's Abba Abba . ”

"Abba never let me carry anything too heavy, didn't make me too tired. But ......"

Speaking of Abba, Aru, who thought of Li Han, silently reddened his eyes again, and crystal tears fell on the ground where the fire was shining brightly.

"Why didn't Abba suddenly want Aru?

Aru's voice was choked.

Liu Xi's heart softened, and he reached out and hugged the tearful Aru into his arms.

The woman, who was clad in messy hair and did not look like a woman in appearance, looked at the fire in front of her and said softly.

"If Ah Ru doesn't cry, how can Ah Abba not love his daughter?"

"Just loving someone, there are many, many different ways, so many that sometimes even the other person can't tell the difference. ”

In the hazy firelight, Liu Xi seemed to see the tall father who rarely went home twenty years ago, but every time he went home, he would tie his little face with his beard and lift himself high.

At that time, he was full of spirit, and he was a hero who secretly led the entire Great Xia River and Lake to fight against immortals. He would hold her and proudly show off to his charlatan brothers.

"This is my daughter, like me. ”

Holding her, he raised his face stinkily in front of everyone.

"I'm only a few years old, I'm old and powerful, maybe I'll be a Valkyrie in the future, you boys, remember to be a little bit. ”

At that time, he was the father who loved her.

She also saw ten years ago, the father whose hair turned gray overnight and his once tall body was rickety, the father who repeatedly asked him not to learn martial arts, the father who drove himself away from him again and again, and the father who laughed at her again and again and told her not to continue to persevere.

That father was very cold, but he was also a father who loved her.

Because he doesn't know if the path he adheres to is the right one, he doesn't want his most beloved daughter to sink with him and his dreams.

Aru, who cried in Liu Xi's arms for a while, soon fell asleep deeply.

Liu Xi waited for a while, and then leaned against the cave wall, worried in his heart, and rested half-asleep and half-awake.

When it was close to dawn, she didn't fall asleep completely, and she felt that the old beggar and Ye Mingke had returned to the cave where they were resting very lightly.

Seeing that Liu Xi was just leaning against the cold cave wall, the old beggar took off his shabby cotton jacket and gently covered Liu Xi's body.

Then the old beggar himself just sat by the burning fire, looking at Liu Xi and Aru with a calm and joyful face.

Liu Xi didn't wake up with her eyes open, because she knew that the old beggar must have hoped that she could rest well, instead of worrying about them all night.

This is also how she loves her father.

Twenty years ago, the little girl who was held high by her father didn't like those uncles who she had never seen before, who looked fierce and vicious, but she would still show them the sword and fist very seriously, because she liked her father's proud laughter.

Ten years ago, that immature and stubborn girl, against her father's wishes, insisted on carrying the heavy sword called the world, and couldn't drive away behind the old beggar who fell behind.

In ten years, he has traveled all over the world. As a woman, she climbed to the peak of the mortal martial arts, fighting against those immortals who were extremely feared by mortals.

Just to prove to the world that his father is not wrong, he is a hero in the world. For the sake of his father, he can get out of his own demons.

This is also how she loves her father.

And now, calmly accompany his father, so that his father can finish the last journey with peace of mind.

It's also her way of loving her father.

Liu Xi, you have to be strong. Don't cry, don't let your father be sad for you, and let your father finish his last road peacefully.

Noticing the gaze of the old beggar sitting in the morning light staring at her, this most gentle and strongest woman, trying to close her eyes tightly, still had red eyes.

......

Dawn finally dawned and the sky was bright.

The old beggar and Liu Xi, who was carrying a heavy sword, and Ye Mingke, who was carrying Aru, set foot on the journey again.

Ye Mingke suddenly broke through the innate realm of martial arts last night, although he had not yet fully figured out the subtlety of the innate realm, but he was able to achieve the combination of strength and qi, and he found that his strength had become much stronger.

In addition, Gang Qi also has the effect of breaking the spirit, and Ye Mingke will finally not be helpless in the face of immortal cultivators who have reached the realm of the scriptures.

He estimated that his current strength was estimated to be able to finally match the immortal cultivators in the middle realm of the Sutra, that is, an immortal cultivator at the peak of the Sutra like Yi Er, as long as he was close to him, he was also confident that he would be able to deal with him without relying on the heavy sword of the world.

Ye Mingke's strength has made a lot of progress, and the speed of the journey is much faster, and the old beggar has greatly accelerated his pace.

On this day, when they reached the twilight, they had walked nearly two hundred miles longer than usual, but the old beggar who had walked in front had no intention of stopping, and it was already completely dark, but they continued to walk forward.

"Senior, aren't we looking for a place to rest when it's dark?" Ye Mingke, who was following behind, couldn't help but ask out loud.

But the old beggar smiled and shook his head, and Liu Xi on the side also had a faint smile and joy on his face.

The old beggar looked at the mountains in the twilight ahead and said with a smile.

"We're going to walk a little bit more today, there's a little monster ahead of us, and we're going to rest with him tonight. ”