"This is a flying sword I gave you, as well as a few elixirs to assist you in your cultivation, and a Qiankun bag for you, don't show it, be careful of the cultivators take it away. The old man in the green shirt took out a purple Qiankun bag, a very small flying sword, and a bottle of elixir.

The old man in the green shirt erased the divine consciousness of the Qiankun bag, and the Qiankun bag became the master of nothing, then bit his finger, wrote the blood book, sealed the ring and the blood book together, and threw it into the Qiankun bag. handed it over to Ye Mo.

Ye Mo took his hand, and the old man in the green shirt pointed at Ye Mo's eyebrows, imprinting the method of cultivation and the sword duel in Ye Mo's mind: "Child, I have never accepted apprentices, nor have I accepted apprentices, if you go to the Kendo Sect, join the Kendo Sect and become a disciple of the Kendo Sect." ”

Ye Mo inexplicably had a cultivation method in his mind, and there were many sword duels, but before he could slow down, the old man in the green shirt said these words, and Ye Mo nodded.

"The old man's name is Qing Xuanzi, and he is also a law enforcement elder in the Kendo Sect, so he didn't expect that I would fall here and form a fate with you kid!"

After Ye Mo heard this, he stood for a long time, looking at Qing Xuanzi's corpse, and was silent for a long time.

I didn't expect so many things to happen on this day, it was hard to accept, and I also became a cultivator at this moment, and my heart was also extremely emotional.

Ye Mo, who buried Qingxuanzi under a tree, still has one person in his heart, that is, Xu Qianqiu, I don't know if Xu Qianqiu is dead or alive.

Ye Mo stepped out of his small courtyard, but he didn't find Xu Qianqiu's body until the night, Ye Mo thought if Xu Qianqiu had escaped from Qingluo City, when looking for Xu Qianqiu, Ye Mo looked at the corpse lying on the street of Qingluo City, miserable, and the hatred for the ghost smile mask man in his heart became deeper and deeper, but knowing his insignificance, people could destroy me countless times with a wave of their hand.

Ye Mo searched all over the city, hoping that there were still people alive, but he found that there was not a single living person, and by noon the next day, he did not find a single living person.

Ye Mo lit a few fires and burned down the city, one person couldn't bury everyone, so he cremated all the people who died tragically, walked out of Qingluo City, looked at the burning Qingluo City, stared at it for a long time, Ye Mo's thoughts at this time, no one knew, and Ye Mo left without looking back.

Ye Mo, who woke up in the cave, sat outside the cave, according to the art of cultivation, perceiving the aura in the mountain to swallow, and the dantian aura was too rich after being injected by Qingxuanzi, so he had to wander the meridians, and the impact of each meridian required more aura, Ye Mo felt that every meridian needed to be formed naturally, instead of blindly impacting, the foundation was unstable.

Ye Mo, who thought about all this, learned the sword technique, Ye Mo fiddled with the small flying sword in his hand, only need to inject aura, the flying sword will become as big as an ordinary sword, when the sword art is at the beginning, he can only use the aura to fight the enemy within ten meters, and raise the sword with his own dantian aura, so that he can reach the perfect use of the sword, if he wants to be within a hundred meters of the sword, he needs to reach the pulse consciousness, and control the flying sword with his divine sense, and he can go further.

Ye Mo tried countless times before he could use the flying sword, and he could be flexible within ten meters, but the dantian aura was consumed too much, and his head was covered with sweat, Ye Mo muttered: "It's not easy to practice!"

Ye Mo practiced a few introductory spells, fire techniques, and water techniques, and he was quite successful, laughing happily, as happy as a child getting his beloved candy.

After walking for a day, he finally reached a city, Ye Mo walked into the city gate, saw many people coming and going, and remembered Qingluo City, but Qingluo City had already been sacrificed by the blood of the ghost smile mask and turned into a dead city, only he survived, and Xu Qianqiu didn't know whether he was alive or dead, Ye Mo had some sourness in his heart, Ye Mo walked into a small noodle restaurant, ate two bowls of noodles, bought a few sets of clothes, and left this lively city.

In the mountains, Ye Mo cultivated on the top of the mountain, and a tiger behind him roared at Ye Mo, his eyes were extremely cold, as if Ye Mo was his thing.

"I don't know how to practice the sword mastery? I'll test you once. Ye Mo thought in his heart, took out the flying sword from his arms, injected aura, controlled the flying sword with aura, and pounced on the tiger when the tiger came over, Ye Mo calculated that the tiger entered within ten meters, and in an instant, the flying sword rushed to the heart of the tiger, the tiger couldn't dodge, was inserted into the heart by the flying sword, wailed, and fell to the ground.

"Collect!" Ye Mo hooked his fingers, and the flying sword fell into Ye Fan's hand, and after cutting off the aura, the flying sword became the same size as a palm, and was put into Ye Mo's arms.

Ye Mo looked at the dead tiger, and suddenly found that he was not a little panicked in his heart, as if all this was normal, Ye Mo felt more and more afraid of himself, afraid that he would become as Xu Qianqiu said, ruthless and cut everything.

Ye Mo kept alerting himself in his heart, don't become insensitive, otherwise he will ruin himself one day,

Ye Mo was a little irritable in his heart, he didn't continue to cultivate, walked through the mountains, met some ferocious animals, Ye Mo used fire to scare away, chose not to kill, and walked all over the mountains and fields unharmed.

Suddenly, there was a sound of fighting in front of him, Ye Mo hid in the jungle, and found that a man and a woman were fighting against a group of people, and the most important thing was that they were all cultivators.

The woman is delicate and beautiful, dressed in white clothes, in a group of people, dancing with a long sword, cultivating a little, and the cultivators who fought with him were all severely injured by him, unwilling to kill them, and had a somewhat kind heart.

The men who were with him were not so kind, and the battle was deadly, and those who fought with him fell and died, and those who were badly wounded by the women were all dealt with by him, and the battle ended in a short time.

"Senior Sister Lin, you can't fight like this, it's easy to be killed by the enemy. The man was a little displeased, in his eyes the enemy was better to die, and he couldn't leave a chance to breathe.

"Senior Brother Wu, I know! Let's hurry up and join Senior Sister Zhang Qin!" The beautiful woman known as Senior Sister Zhang was said a few words by Senior Brother Wu, and she pouted reluctantly, a little naughty and cute.

The man was a little helpless, so he simply stopped talking, and searched the contents of the arms of the corpses of this group of people, and the two of them left regardless of the corpses of these people.

It wasn't until the two of them walked away that Ye Mo walked out and looked at the wounds of these people's corpses, only to find that every move this man made was fatal, which was a little shocking.

Ye Mo took another path to leave, he didn't expect that he would meet other cultivators, he didn't take the initiative to come forward to say hello, if he went to say hello, he might think that he was a companion of this group of people.

Walking not far away, suddenly a person appeared in front of him, and a fireball technique rushed towards Ye Mo, Ye Mo was shocked, he didn't have time to fight, and dodged the fireball technique.

"Boy, are you a disciple of the Qing Cultivation Sect?" The man in front stood with his hands behind his back and looked at Ye Mo.

"No, I don't know you, is it too much to suddenly attack me!" Ye Mo quietly looked at the blue-robed man in front of him, how to leave in his heart, this man's cultivation is probably above me.

"Even if you are not a disciple of the Qing Cultivation Sect, you will die!" The blue-robed man's hand threw the condensation fireball technique towards Ye Mo.

Ye Mo condensed the fireball technique and hit the fireball technique in front of him, but his fireball technique was scattered by the fireball technique in front of him, and the fireball technique hit Ye Mo, Ye Mo felt that his chest was burned, and he almost fainted in front of him, after all, his cultivation was not as strong as the person in front of him.

Falling to the ground, Ye Mo looked at the exposed skin on his chest that was burned by the fireball technique, and when he hesitated not to use the flying sword, a woman suddenly appeared in the jungle.

Walking towards Ye Mo, Ye Mo became vigilant, although this woman was a little better looking than the woman he saw just now, but he didn't know if it was an enemy at this moment.

The white-robed woman glanced at Ye Mo with her sword, then turned her head to look at the blue-robed man: "Do the people of the Heavenly Immortal Sect really want to start a war with my Qing Cultivation Sect, when I sent a disciple to practice, you actually killed a disciple of my sect, what are your intentions?" ”

"Isn't this too serious, as long as you hand over that scripture, I can leave, or I may let you, a beautiful woman, accidentally die. The blue-robed man smiled elegantly at the white-robed woman, but there was murderous intent in his words.

The white-robed woman frowned, did not speak, and was a little disgusted by the man in front of her.

The two began to fight, and the two of them fought with spells, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser, but the blue-robed man suddenly ridiculed the white-robed woman: "I didn't expect that the famous Zhang Qin beauty of the Qing Cultivation School is already at the sixth level in the Qi Gathering Period, and her strength is extraordinary! ”

The white-robed woman known as Zhang Qin didn't speak, but the battle was a little radical and out of proportion.

The blue-robed man smiled slightly, obviously achieving his goal, Ye Mo saw that something was wrong, the blue-robed man obviously deliberately teased the woman in front of him, the purpose was to make the woman's emotions ripple, so as to expose her flaws and be defeated by the blue-robed man.

"Be careful, fairy, this ugly man deliberately annoys you so that you can show your flaws and be killed by him. Ye Mo reminded the white-robed woman Zhang Qin, when she said that the blue-robed man was an ugly man, the purpose was for the white-robed woman to recover happily, and to see if the blue-robed man would be angered by me.

When the white-robed woman heard Ye Mo's words, she turned her head and nodded to Ye Mo, then smiled and concentrated on the blue-robed man again, the blue-robed man was obviously angered by Ye Mo, the blue-robed man didn't expect that the person who was beaten by his own tricks would dare to ridicule himself as an ugly man, and mocking in front of the woman, the blue-robed man couldn't bear it.

"You are looking for death!" The blue-robed man dodged the attack of the white-robed woman with a fierce expression, quickly approached Ye Mo, and slapped Ye Mo with a palm, Ye Mo thought of the flying sword for a moment, and the aura was injected into the flying sword, and the flying sword pointed directly at the blue-robed man.

When the blue-robed man saw the flying sword, the pupils in his eyes were dilated, and he didn't have time to dodge his sideways body, but the flying sword scratched the blue-robed man's arm, and the blue-robed man's back was slapped hard by Zhang Qin, resulting in a heavy injury, and he fell to the side looking at Zhang Qin and Ye Mo's flying sword, how did he not expect that Ye Mo, who was only cultivating to the first level of the Qi Gathering Period, actually had a flying sword, could it be a master apprentice of a certain pulse period, if that master found out that his apprentice was killed by me, Zhang Qin in front of him couldn't take him by himself, I am afraid that it would be very dangerous, the blue-robed man thought about it carefully, and fled here desperately, he was not afraid of Ye Mo's flying sword, but Ye Mo's master。

The white-robed woman didn't chase after her, but looked at Ye Mo and asked, "I don't know what kind of disciple you is!"

Ye Mo took a closer look at the white-robed woman, only to find that this woman had a long national color and fragrance, a gentle and weak temperament, a white-robed plain dress without any ornaments, as pure and beautiful as the bright moon, and almost stunned Ye Mo.