Li Xiaoyi wanted to refuse, because he didn't want to give up the Kunlun team, at least this was what he wanted to do most besides cultivation.

But he still left with Murong Yunyan, because it was too important for Murong Yunyan, and he couldn't refuse.

Although Li Xiaoyi didn't have too much contact with that cheap master, he had his shadow from the whitewashing of the sword trial meeting, to Murong Yunyan's teaching to him, and the identity of Elder Kunlun.

When I think about it, it's really good for myself.

As for the parting time, Dao Lin Daojing, and Dao Ping'er's puzzled eyes, Li Xiaoyi suddenly felt that this senior sister of his was too powerful, not terrifying.

Terrible and admiration, Li Xiaoyi is very clear, he is sure, he really wants to be sure......

When he left, many people came to see him off, and when he left, many people still stopped to look into the distance.

Li Xiaoyi suddenly found that he already had a lot of things, and before he knew it, he could only really feel it when he lost it.

But he didn't regret it, he followed her through the mountains and rivers, and saw all the small bridges and flowing waters, and a different taste grew in his heart.

is used to a life of licking blood from the tip of a knife, only at this moment, he has no worries.

When passing by Pingyang City, Li Xiaoyi bought a white hosta, and Murong Yunyan smiled and stuck it in his hair.

The last time Li Xiaoyi bought this thing, it was him, Fat San'er and others who had been abducted and saved money for a long time, just to coax a lady at the temple fair.

It's a pity that he was found out, so his family was beaten up and didn't dare to go out on the street for a few days.

Li Xiaoyi smirked, and the two of them ate roasted sweet potatoes and rock sugar gourds together, Murong Yunyan seemed to have never eaten them, and he was extremely happy.

And when she was in Hengzhou City, Murong Yunyan finally found her favorite, stinky tofu!

Li Xiaoyi avoided it from afar, he used to smell this smell every day, and the alley where they were in charge was full of such a smell.

Murong Yunyan ate very happily, and Li Xiaoyi seemed to have returned to the unruly old days, mingling in the streets and alleys he was familiar with.

There is no invasion of black-faced zombies here, and there is no smell of corpses and flesh, only the inherent worldly conditions of the world.

But such happy times always pass quickly

Kunlun Sect is not very far away, for a cultivator, although he wants to be slower, but it is standing there, I don't know how many years.

It's still so familiar, the two of them are one after the other, and in the past, there are disciples who come to pay respects.

Li Xiaoyi held his expression, because of his reputation and awe, everything he had in the Shushan Sword Sect was familiar to most of the people in the Kunlun Sect.

He enjoyed it......

It's still that small courtyard, Li Xiaoyi came back by himself, Murong Yunyan wanted to see Xuanyun Zhenren first, and he was not in the scope of the summons.

The gardenias in the yard had withered, but the house was refreshing and clean, and a ladle of water was poured on the gardenias, and he sat beside him, looking at the starry sky, and suddenly remembered a place to go.

got up and left, floating down, the Kunlun Sect was orderly inside and out, and was not affected by the battle ahead.

Everyone is doing their own thing, cultivating and forgetting about the mountain peaks, and the days are dull and quiet, only occasionally talking about some things under the mountain.

There are many people on the long staircase, and one step at a time, but there is a bit of a stumbling taste.

When Li Xiaoyi appeared, it caused a commotion, especially the people from Moon Peak, whose eyes revealed a burst of doubt.

Lin Fan was known by his grandson, and the two had a confrontation, and the chance encounter at this time was a little awkward, and they all stopped looking at each other.

When he started and walked up, Li Xiaoyi's brows furrowed, and the pores of his whole body all opened under the stimulation of sword intent.

When he looked up, the long staircase was endless, and a large white jade platform was faintly visible, erected in the distance.

This is the legendary "yellow" character porch, refining the heart with sword intent, and Li Xiaoyi has heard it many times at the sword test.

In fact, there are three other porches in Kunlun, which are Heaven and Earth Xuan, plus the one of Moon Peak, which happens to be Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang.

It is said that the other three are the path of forbidden law, the road of the Fu seal, and the way of refining qi, and only this one is what Li Xiaoyi is most interested in at present.

After only walking dozens of steps, Li Xiaoyi was a little unbearable, and began to try to resist with the sword intent that was not in the fog, and the two phases were sharpened, and the sharpening became more and more sharp, and he began to like this place a little.

Step by step, he kept walking towards the top, and his full head of gray hair attracted everyone's attention.

Although it was later, he surpassed everyone in one go, and the slower and slower he walked with others, but he did the opposite, and some people exclaimed in their hearts, this is a monster!

Lin Fan began to have the intention of competing in his heart, and after Li Xiaoyi surpassed him far away, he raised his head and gave up with a sigh.

As he walked higher, the sword intent was no longer just coming from his feet, but the air around him made him feel depressed and tingling.

The sword intent of the whole body was vibrant, and a sharp sound pierced the silent night sky, Lin Fan looked at the back in surprise, is it sword intent?

He actually comprehended the sword intent?

How long has it been since the two fought last time? Lin Fan was suddenly a little disheartened, and originally wanted to compete with the other party again after the injury was healed.

And from the news from the sword test meeting, he began to think that it was someone else's deliberate exaggeration, but now it seems that it is indeed true.

The presence or absence of sword intent is very different from the two sides of the battle.

He paused dejectedly, but the back had already walked a long way, until under the high platform, the sound of knives was bursting, and the sound was constantly resounding under the porch with the word "yellow".

The sword intent is like rain, sometimes subtle as hair, and sometimes drenched with grains.

The moon in the well buzzed in the scabbard, and Li Xiaoyi's whole body was dyed with a layer of snow-white bright color.

He closed his eyes, realized the baptism of sword intent, and listened to the sword in the rain of sword intent.

This is a kind of casual and willful recklessness, and I experience the uninhibited chic and unrestrained spirit contained in the sword intent.

Gradually, his sword sound and sword intent intersected and matched, and even between his breath and breath, there seemed to be a certain rhythm hidden.

The people standing under the porch with the word "yellow" looked at this scene with a surprised expression, and Li Xiaoyi himself was unaware that he was under the rain of swords.

The innate Dao body is in harmony with heaven and earth, and the spiritual induction is particularly accurate. He does not move, but the knife sounds, and the heart follows the knife, and the two become one.

Suddenly, the seven-colored flame of the Nirvana Orb was placed on the scabbard, and in a dreamlike artistic conception, the body was yang, the Nirvana Orb was negative, and a big yin and yang were painted in the heart.

In a trance, he seemed to see a figure, gradually approaching, and slowly becoming true.

It was a young man about the same age as himself, dressed in a strange red robe, which set off his handsome white and angular face.

He didn't look at him, but looked in the direction above the mountain, where Mochizuki Peak was.

He was smiling, and his eyes shimmered crimson.

A flying sword magic weapon entwined by a dragon and snake appeared in his hand, he swung it, the sword intent collapsed, and his body moved with the sword, a sword turned into a ghostly lotus, and fell silently and silently.

The sword style is deflected, and then it is replaced but it is gone, and then the sword is reproduced at the other end, and the sword is moved, the sword sound is soft, and then it is pulled back in the hand, and a sword swings it, straight into the sky!

The shadow of the sword falls, the void hides the sword, the sound of the sword collapses, and the last sword is annihilated!

Li Xiaoyi could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart, but he saw that the man suddenly turned around, looked at him playfully, and smiled at the corners of his mouth, and the dragon snake reappeared!

It's still a sword, but it hasn't come out for a long time, and when it comes out, the heavens and the earth are surging, and the sword seems to tear apart the heavens and the earth, from the bottom to the top, the clouds are divided into two ends, and the whole space is also shaken.

The man put away his sword again, his smile was gone, he no longer looked at him, he still looked at the mountain, and stood for a long time, until his figure turned into fog and disappeared quietly, and the entire "yellow" porch was also shocked.

The sword intent was no more, and he was no longer seen, only a vague sigh, which sounded softly in his mind.

Many people don't understand why, there is no longer a sword intent under their feet, and they don't understand why the entire "yellow" portico suddenly quieted down.

Li Xiaoyi sat on the white jade platform with a sluggish face, and his consciousness was still immersed in Fang Cai, unable to extricate himself.

He sat motionless for three days, without even a single expression, and the "yellow" porch returned to its previous state.

There was a sporadic drizzle in the sky, and many people looked at him with white hair, envy and jealousy.

Daomen has the word epiphany, especially under the porch of the word "yellow", all sword cultivators have the heart to seek this enlightenment.

At that time, Wuchen Zhenren listened to the wind and rain overnight, and took away a sword to roll Longbi, so what about this person who sat quietly for three days and three nights?

After another three days, when someone came here to practice again the next day, that person was gone, and everyone looked at each other, some shook their heads, and some sighed.

And as the protagonist of the incident, he was following his senior sister Murong at this time and walked towards the main hall of Kunlun.

Kunlun's real person Xuanyun, whether it is in the Daomen or in Kunlun, is a legend.

In Daomen, he is the person who has experienced the most catastrophes, and in Kunlun, he is the pillar of the entire sect by himself.

Even Li Xiaoyi, who was his disciple, had never seen it a few times, and today, when the heavenly tribulation came, the entire Dao Sect would probably be shaken.

After passing through the main hall, Murong Yunyan took Li Xiaoyi to the sea of clouds, all the way forward, it was the last heaven outside the Kunlun Sect, the Cloud Sea Palace.

It is also the place where the Kunlun Palm Sect has retreated for generations, and it is the first time for Li Xiaoyi to come to this fairyland-like place.

Pushing open the gate of the sea of clouds, in the hall that I don't know how to build, there are strange flowers and plants, birds, insects and beasts, and immortals soaring, which is dizzying.

What surprised Li Xiaoyi the most was that here, he didn't feel the breath of the forbidden formation, he didn't believe that there was no here, it could only be because his cultivation was too low.

When a huge array of gossip appeared in front of him, Li Xiaoyi finally saw his master, and Xuanyun also opened his eyes when Murong Yunyan and him just came in: "...... coming"