The sky was clear in the small bottle island, the sea of clouds was tumbling and changing, and a tall man sat cross-legged on the body of the iron long sword that he picked up at random, flying forward at an extremely stable speed, not fast or slow, but there was a feeling of being thousands of miles away.

The man's face was quite wooden, his eyes were deep, he couldn't see his age, and the white clouds were blowing on his face, and he had a sense of being out of the world.

The man had been away from the world for a long, long time, and then painted the ground as a prison for decades, and now he quietly looked at the city under the clouds, and a look flashed in his eyes as if he was in a different world.

Most of the cultivators who can fly in the sky are people with heads and faces in the small bottle continent, and today there are two cultivators from the Heavenly Eagle Sect, riding two eagles, one old and one young, but at this moment, they see that the old man is all the same.

The flying of the sword is naturally a sword cultivation, and the sword cultivation in the Aquarius Continent is basically from the Holy Land Sword Pavilion.

Looking at his manly demeanor, they knew that it was unfathomable, but they had never seen this person before, so they were a little puzzled.

It's a shame to say that the name of the Heavenly Eagle Sect sounds quite domineering, but in fact it is just a low-end sect in the small bottle continent, and it is not worth mentioning in the entire continent, it belongs to the kind of cultivator who is a little famous in the continent when he walks into the sect, and the sect master has to be politely served.

However, the Heavenly Eagle Sect has a role that other sects cannot replace, that is, the flying eagles under the sect are extremely fast and have extremely strong endurance, and they can cross the land of two continents in a few days.

Therefore, over time, the sect master of the Heavenly Eagle Sect simply changed the direction of the sect building, and asked his disciples to act as messengers for the small bottle continent and the other three continents, but whenever there was any important news, the Heavenly Eagle Sect would send letters to the major sects.

Good karma has good karma, and in this way, it has unconsciously formed a more or less incense relationship with the major sects, and the sects have been able to continue for hundreds of years.

Don't underestimate the job of the messenger, you must know that sending letters often requires door-to-door visits, and some exquisiteness is indispensable, such as for auspiciousness, and even the messengers in the Sky Eagle Sect are stipulated to have pseudonyms, such as the older man in the Sky Eagle Sect at this moment is called Jincai, and the young one is called Yuanbao.

At this moment, the two of them were going to a sect in the Eastern Holy Continent to deliver a letter.

The reason for the pause is because you must know that the main thing to send a letter is to pay attention to an eight-sided exquisiteness, and everything that has been seen must have an impression, and if there is any trouble in the future, it will be better to deal with it.

On weekdays, they came and went, even the immortal-level dust elder of the Sword Pavilion had several encounters, and they even had the privilege of talking a few words, but looking at the person in front of them, they had never seen each other.

"Dare to ask the seniors, but the masters in the Sword Pavilion?"

The slightly older old man clenched his fists slightly and bent over, and said with a smile: "We are disciples of the Heavenly Eagle Sect, if the seniors have any objects or verbal messages that need to be transmitted, we can do it for us." ”

When he said this, the old man was actually ready to be scolded or even beaten, and his body tensed slightly.

Cultivators have always been unpredictable, especially the higher the realm, the more casual they are, maybe because their words disrupt the other party's thoughts, or they think that their realm is low and unworthy of knowing, they will be stabbed for no reason.

But who knows, the man seemed to have a surprisingly good temper, turned around and glanced at them, and said gently: "I've been at home for too long, so I want to come out and take a look, where are you going?"

The old man bent down and said, "Two juniors."

People went to the Eastern Holy Continent Dao Kui Lin to deliver a message. ”

The man nodded and said, "It just happened to be on the way, so let's go together." ”

The old man was flattered, and before he could say anything, the man had already begun to fly forward.

Yuan Bao scratched his head and asked, "Is it appropriate?"

The old man whispered: "Actually, it's a good thing, just remember not to offend this senior on the road." The territory of the two continents is huge, and there are many sects, there are many scattered cultivators, and it is extremely dangerous, if there is a predecessor of the Sword Pavilion to accompany him, not to mention the realm, just looking at the reputation of the Sword Pavilion, most of them can turn evil into good fortune. ”

In the next few days, the two messengers of the Heavenly Eagle Sect, who were considered masters and apprentices, walked with this Sword Pavilion senior, and as time passed, from the initial fear, to the later gradually relaxed.

Because this senior's temper is indeed excellent, and it seems that he has not gone out for a long time, he will look at it at will wherever he goes, and he is very amusement-like to climb high and look into the distance, and even when they go to the special post stations in each county to replenish the eagles they feed, the man often waits quietly and never urges.

After a long time, the two really thought that the man was an old-timer who had not been born in the Sword Pavilion for a long time and had a gentle temperament.

Flying in mid-air one day, the extremely young Yuan Bao couldn't help but be curious in his heart, and asked: "Senior, has your sword been used since childhood, back to basics, that's why it's like this.... Generally?"

When the old man heard this, he glared at the young man fiercely.

Acting outside, sword cultivation is the most taboo for them to explore their own natal ancient sword, if they meet a big temper, they really don't know how to die for ten lives.

The middle-aged man didn't care, and said with a smile: "The sword is an inferior iron sword, it is already average, if it is really reversed, it will be even more useless." ”

When the words fell, the old man and Yuan Bao couldn't help but smile.

It seems that the joke is quite funny.

"Have you ever gone to the Sword Pavilion to deliver a letter?" the middle-aged man had a lot of fun talking today.

The young ingots shook their heads.

The old man seemed to have evoked something, with a bit of emotion and sadness in his eyes, and squinted his eyes and said: "I was fortunate enough to go with my master back then, but it was when I was very young, and my master also died in order to deliver that letter..... The only thing worth it is that the letter was delivered to the hands of the great real person, although I can only see the vague figure from a distance, but it can also be said that the mountains are uplifting, even if the master is still thinking of me before he dies. ”

The man suddenly asked, "What's your name?"

The old man subconsciously replied: "Senior, my name is Jincai." ”

The middle-aged man nodded, and did not speak again.

All the way forward, across the two continents and seas, along the way it seems to be really because of the relationship between this senior, the big sky and the sea of clouds, not to mention the embarrassment and provocation, no one even appeared in front of them!

It was in this seeming unimpeded situation that they came to a mountain range.

There are mountains in the mountains, and there are bamboo forests between the mountains, and each bead is as thick as several people embracing, towering into the clouds.

The cold air spreads all over the bamboo forest, and there are broken knives all over the sky, and the forest is pressing.

This is the Sword.

It's just that in recent years, Dao Kui Lin seems to have become more and more low-key since the Purple Bamboo Saint left and returned, and even the cultivation world has rarely been able to sword

Rumors of Quirin.

The three of them landed and walked among the mountains, and it took half an hour to walk to the bamboo forest.

The middle-aged man stood quietly outside the sword kui forest, with his hands behind his back, and did not speak, just quietly looked at the three words of the sword kui lin on the stone tablet.

"Senior, if you don't rest here first, we'll deliver the letter, and we'll go back. The old man whispered.

Although Dao Kuilin's sword cultivation has nothing to do with the Sword Pavilion, it is also the kind that has always been unpleasant, and it is known to the world, so the old man is afraid that this senior will be embarrassed.

However, the middle-aged man shook his head and said, "You don't have to go in, someone will come to pick it up." ”

As soon as the words fell, several people hurriedly walked out of it, one of them didn't know why his body trembled, and it can be said that he took the envelope from the old man tremblingly.

This made both the old man and the ingots a little dumbfounded.

In the past, I have never had this kind of treatment when I send letters, and I have always waited obediently for this to be repeated, and only after I have been notified can I go in on foot to deliver the letters.

Just when the two of them were puzzled, they saw a scene that made them can't help but feel terrifying.

There is a bamboo house on the cliff side of a hundred meters above the bamboo forest, and at this moment a tall woman slowly walked out of it.

The woman's expression was complicated, and in the end, she bowed gently in their direction!

The old man was stunned and almost sat on the ground, the stupid kid next to him didn't understand, didn't he know who the imposing woman in front of him was?

Judging by its appearance and majesty, who else could there be?

Great Elder Dao Kui Lin, Women's Sword Saint Zizhu!

That is the top immortal figure in the Three Realms in the continent, and he can destroy dozens of Heavenly Eagle Sects with one hand.

Naturally, she worshipped not them, but the man beside her who had been silent.

The middle-aged man who had been looking at the stele did not speak.

As a result, the sword saint Zizhu, who has a very high status in the cultivation world, can only worship again.

Bow three times in a row, and finally can't afford to bow for a long time.

The middle-aged man nodded slightly, turned his head and walked towards the source.

Looking at the backs of the three people in the distance, she who had already healed her injuries in the forest and even reached a higher level, but she only felt cold sweat on her back, and she had never felt this way in countless life-and-death battles before.

She had thought about this kind of picture for a long time, thinking that although she was invincible, she should not be so unbearable.

And yet she was wrong.

For the man came to this place, and he had a sword behind him.

In the eyes of Yuan Bao and the old man, that sword was a mediocre iron sword.

In the middle-aged man's own mouth, it was a useless waste sword that was picked up everywhere.

But in the eyes of the Sword Saint Zizhu and even in the eyes of all the people in the cultivation world.

Whether it's an abandoned iron sword or a broken wooden sword.

It doesn't matter what kind of sword it is.

As long as it is held in the palm of the hand.

It was a divine sword that was enough to split the entire sword of the sword.

"Thank you for the kindness of your predecessors. The woman's sword saint had a complicated expression.

"It's good to do it yourself. A clear, calm voice rang out of her ears before vanishing.