The journey back to Jia'an Village is not close, you have to pass through some mountains and villages on the way, and then walk through the continuous mountains of Yanlong Mountain to return to Jia'an Village.

"Senior Brother Yuxing, if Sui Ling can use it less, use it as little as possible. ”

Mu Yanxu walked through the bluestone road, and followed Su Yuxing silently for a long time, and finally spoke.

"Why do you need to use this less? I feel like it's pretty easy to use. ”

Su Yuxing looked sideways at Mu Yanxu with some doubts, if it weren't for the sudden strength of Sui Ling, relying on the residual sword qi that Su Yuxing had squandered before and the "Sword Fundamentals" that he bought at random on the stall, he might not be able to be the opponent of the Tiger Gang.

"Although ordinary people can't see and know about this kind of thing, the more powerful the spirit is, the deeper it will affect the host's personality and body. The most important thing is that there is a fixed number of spirits in the world, and the spirits may be of the same type, but they cannot be exactly the same. If you want to get the spirit you want, there are only two possibilities, either the owner of the spirit dies, or the spirit that is devouring can be devoured together. ”

Mu Yanxu looked at Su Yuxing with a confused face very seriously and said.

"But I also feel that the Sui Ling doesn't have much influence on me, could it be that the Sui Ling I was born with is quite weak?"

Su Yuxing was confused for a moment, clarified the meaning of Mu Yanxu's expression, shook his arm and said.

"The invisible spirits floating in the sky can be called Sui Ling, and even more can be called powerful Sui Ling as gods. Although I don't know what kind of beast, spiritual, human, or divine spirit your Suiling belongs to, Senior Brother Yuxing, no matter which one it is, a specific martial soul will have a great blessing effect on a specific person. And the attribute is not the only one, the god can lose people, the spirit can also defeat the beast, and the most important thing is the host itself. ”

Mu Yanxu stopped walking, the serious expression on his face became more solemn, obviously wanting Su Yuxing to listen to these words completely.

"Yanxu, don't worry, senior brother, in short, you just want me to use less martial soul and show less in front of the world, right? ”

Su Yuxing probably understood what Mu Yanxu wanted to say, and waved his hand to pat his chest.

"Senior Brother Yuxing, the most you said is to rest assured, but you are really hard to reassure, once you decide on something, there is no room to turn back. And Senior Brother Yuxing, you haven't continued to practice swords for a day, but have been pondering the spirit in you, right?"

Mu Yanxu said with a light sigh.

Su Yuxing smiled embarrassedly, indeed, except for Mu Yanxu's persuasion today, Su Yuxing bought a copy of "Swordsmanship Basics", learned the basics of swordsmanship a few times, and spent most of the rest of his time pondering what the Suiling behind him was, and which one belonged to the beast, spirituality, human nature, and divinity they said in their mouths.

"If you are strong, you are really strong, if you are weak, even if the divine martial soul chooses to parasitize on your body, you will not be able to withstand the strength of the divine martial soul, overdraft your life and vitality, and finally ......"

Mu Yanxu didn't finish his words, but was interrupted by Su Yuxing with a leisurely smile, "Okay, Yanxu, I understand." I know that you are for the good of my senior brother, but people are always curious, and when this strange thing suddenly appears on the body, they always want to find out what its origin is, but your senior brother has not given up practicing swords. ”

Su Yuxing stretched out two fingers, slightly together, and a wisp of sword qi suddenly emerged from his fingertips.

"Your senior brother doesn't like to show off in front of his junior sister, let's go, let's go to Jia'an Village early. ”

Su Yuxing smiled and urged Mu Yanxu to continue his journey, looking at Mu Yanxu's back as he continued to move forward, the smile on Su Yuxing's face gradually dissipated.

He, Su Yuxing, is not a person who doesn't understand anything.

Since going up the mountain, Old Man Yu has been letting Mu Yanxu contact him intentionally or unintentionally, at first Su Yuxing thought that Old Man Yu was going to match himself with Mu Yanxu, but since Su Yuxing saw all kinds of strange phenomena on Mu Yanxu's body, he gradually understood some things in his heart.

It was only when Mu Yanxu was a little closer to her that she barely seemed to be able to control the strange phenomenon in herself.

But at that time, Su Yuxing didn't know what these strange phenomena were and what they meant, and it wasn't until those things that happened in Jia'an Village that Su Yuxing understood that those strange phenomena were all so-called martial spirits, which were caused by spirits, and also changed Mu Yanxu's physical personality.

So when the phenomenon of martial soul suddenly appeared on Su Yuxing's body, Su Yuxing also realized that maybe his martial soul had some peculiar inhibitory effect on the martial soul on Mu Yanxu's body, but Su Yuxing hadn't discovered what his martial soul was until now. So Su Yuxing has been using the martial soul intentionally or unintentionally, even if he doesn't know what the martial soul on his body is, but he just needs to figure out its characteristics.

But Su Yuxing still found nothing, he could only find that when he used his martial spirit, his spirit would be extremely tired, and the sword qi that flowed and bred his hundred bones and nine orifices would also be consumed, instead he could see the moves of others more clearly, and the air flow was also unavoidable, and Su Yuxing himself could suddenly burst out with the speed and power of the sword several times higher than his own.

"If only that guy were here, he's so much smarter than me. ”

Su Yuxing couldn't help but miss the guy who was nominally the second senior brother, and there was countless wisdom hidden under his dark purple charming eyes, but this guy who never liked to tie his hair and liked to give off his shawl always liked to tease him.

The water is shining and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy.

On an unknown mountain, the mountains were misty in the drizzle, and beside a deep pool of rippling water, a handsome man in a lilac robe sneezed.

"Who's talking about me?"

"There are not many people in this world who dare to talk about you. ”

The empty mountains, the hoarse voice responded to the words of the handsome man in the lilac robe, the handsome man in the lilac robe raised the untied dark red hair behind his back slightly, tilted his head slightly, and looked at the very simple and vulgar chess game on the ground with a disgusted face, "If it weren't for the thousand rime going down the mountain, I really don't want to help you pass the time for the thousand rime." ”

"You think I just want to play chess with you, you play chess too much, I remember there is a little guy?"

Buzzing, the deep pool suddenly rolled up huge waves, revealing several huge black chains covered with rust of unknown length intertwined with each other, the black chains continued to spread to the ground, and the dust was flying, making the handsome man in the lilac robe disgusted to cover his mouth with his sleeves.

"He is almost weak, and he will go back to the crown. ”

"Oh, it's a pity that the book hasn't been shown to him yet. ”

At last, the man who was bound by these huge black iron cables was a young man with a young face, but he had wet messy white hair, a red nose, cloudy eyes, and a book in his hand. Strangely enough, this man was soaked with water, but this book was not stained by any droplets.

"The time has not yet come, and he will not understand if you give it to him. ”

The handsome man in the lilac robe shook his head.

"You have fallen on chess," the white-haired young man's cloudy eyes gradually cleared, and seeing that the handsome man in the lilac robe did not speak, he picked up the wine jug scattered on the ground, "Where there is a chess game, there is you, whether it is a good chess game or a bad chess, whether the chess player is a national warrior or a stinky chess basket." ”

"Why didn't you drown in such a deep pool?"

The handsome man sighed lightly, supported his forehead with one hand, and glanced at the black chain tied to the wrist of the white-haired young man, which seemed to be illusory, real and real.

Storm.