The bearded man walked shirtless on the snow-covered mountain road, approaching the top of the mountain, under the clear starry sky, the emaciated old man stood quietly in thin clothes, carrying the empty wine jug that had already been drunk and looked into the distance, and the snowflakes fell on the withered shoulders and piled up half a foot.

The bearded man stood behind the old man and gently patted a snowflake, and as the old man looked in the direction of the distance, he smiled knowingly and said, "The lord is looking at the young master?"

The old man wrapped his clothes in hindsight and said with a smile: "Isn't this watching Chang Xi, this kid sit late at night and enjoy the blessings of all people, if others see this scene, I'm afraid that both male and female disciples will be heartbroken." ”

Half a step behind the Lord, Sky Eater laughed.

"Lord, do you think Chang Xi has a chance of winning against Shangnangong Congyun tomorrow?" Devouring Sky quickly smiled, and his burly figure bowed towards the Lord.

The old man said lightly without looking back: "If it is according to his current mental state, he will start to decline after insisting on 100 moves in the finals tomorrow, and it is almost a foregone conclusion that he will lose after 300 moves." In the past two days, his divine consciousness realm has skyrocketed but he is restless, he should have used a very remote method of grinding his divine consciousness in the upper realm, this method cannot be borne by those who are not very persevering, although it can greatly increase the strength of divine consciousness in a short period of time, but there are also many problems. It's just that if he didn't take such a risk, he wouldn't have been able to win the first two days' competition, and he had to make a trade-off. ”

"It's hard to have both worlds. The old man exhaled a breath of heat, which was very meaningful.

Devouring the sky's face is a little gloomy, and the lord's eyes are vicious and spicy, since the lord has spoken, the chance of the young lord winning tomorrow is very small. What kind of qualifications and potential does the young master have, but he has to lose in the shallow years of cultivation, how can he be willing?

The old man didn't need to look back to look at the face of the loyal protector of the heaven-devouring lord, and then chuckled: "But you don't need to worry too much, this seat has been watching Chang Xi for a long time, and I find that there is no silver lining in tomorrow's finals." ”

Not like the gods in the sky, but like the old man who is more like a rich man, said slowly: "Chang Xi After four competitions, all the hole cards have been exposed to the eyes of others, and the bloodline of the divine dragon that restrains the beasts, the small King Kong physique of Buddhism, Yan Hui and Denglong, etc., are no longer secrets in front of Nangong Congyun, if he wants to win, he must have other hole cards that are unknown to be surprised, so as to make up for the disadvantages of cultivation." ”

"The drawbacks of grinding the divine consciousness method are not without solutions, but he needs to comprehend them himself, tonight these two female dolls are indeed a charcoal in the snow, and it seems that he really found a solution after a long talk, these two female dolls are still a competent granddaughter-in-law, but they are not in vain the promise made by the deity before. ”

No matter how well-informed the thin old man who is really a dragon with a candle, Rao is divine sense is as strong as him, he can't stand the beautiful atmosphere of soaking in the sweet honey of the cabin for several hours in a row. The old man, who seemed to have been stuffed with a handful of dog food in his mouth, looked bitter, and if he looked at it again, he was afraid that he would really be suspected of voyeurism, and immediately laughed at himself, "It's good to be young", and broke off the divine consciousness floating on Tianxiu Peak with a smile, and turned around and slowly walked down the Qinglong Rock with the sky.

In the cabin, Qing Xuan studied ink, Xin Tong warmed wine, and Chang Xi spread out a roll of rune paper.

Qing Xuan, who was standing beside Chang Xi and carefully grinding the strange fragrance, saw that there were hundreds of rune papers on the table, and remembered a sword ten runes that Chang Xi gave her to save her life at that time, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Is this a new sword rune to be drawn?"

Chang Xi buried his head in arranging the blank rune paper neatly and said: "Yes, the ability to draw sword runes is a killer feature that I have hidden, but I really can't spare time to draw sword runes recently." I have participated in four competitions, and so far I have not exposed the existence of sword runes, and few people know that I can draw sword runes, you must know that when I was exiled to Cangxi Prefecture, where I was unfamiliar with my life, these sword runes saved my life countless times. ”

Xin Tong's pot of warm wine and Qing Xuan's ink ingot trembled in unison.

The ink with the fragrant smell of flowers was all ground and melted, Qing Xuan hesitated for a long time, and finally made up her mind and asked softly: "Although the sword that killed Yu Ji at the beginning was very powerful, but the power of the sword ten runes alone has no deterrent effect on the monks above the Jindan realm?"

Chang Xi took a sip of Xin Tong and handed over the warm elixir, his body and bones were active, and he pretended to be mysterious to the second daughter: "You guys are optimistic, don't make a sound." ”

Chang Xi's fingers smeared over Yuehong's incomparable blade, squeezing out a drop of golden blood and dripping it into the ink, and a strange color that seemed like gold and non-gold suddenly appeared in the pitch-black ink. Chang Xi used the pen as a finger, and his fingertips dipped in ink on the rune paper, outlining strange lines that could not be seen very slowly.

Xin Tong found a chair and sat quietly next to Chang Xi, with her hands on her cheeks and quietly looking at the contours of the lover's extremely focused and serious side face, I have to say that when a man is engrossed in one thing, there is always an inexplicable temperament that invisibly attracts others and makes her addicted.

To draw a sword rune, you need to pour all your own spirit and sword intent into the rune paper from your fingertips, and since this is the case, Chang Xi can't help but have a bold idea. He wanted to infuse all the deformed killing desires that lingered in his mind because of grinding his divine consciousness into the sword talisman through the drawing talisman.

Although Chang Xi hadn't drawn the Blade Talisman for a long time, as soon as he drew the first stroke, the touch of the once incomparably familiar rune paper suddenly jumped into his heart, and the infinite deformed desire almost condensed into substance at his fingertips, Qing Xuan behind him lightly covered his mouth and couldn't believe it, this malaise of sharpening the Divine Consciousness Method was so terrible?

The three clumping blades were drawn on the cluster blade talisman, and in addition to the surging fierce sword intent in the pitch-black ink, there were many more strange things like tentacles tumbling at this moment, countless tentacles wanted to break free from the cage of restraint in the ink, and the screams filled with all kinds of negative emotions could be faintly heard, but they were all firmly suppressed by the three fierce sword qi that slowly turned.

After comprehending the true meaning of the secret swordsmanship Yan Hui, Chang Xi's ingenious simulation of the essence of Yan Hui's three-stage sword technique is integrated into the square inch sword rune, although it is quite different from the power of the real imperial envoy three swords to exert Yan Hui, but it is better that there is no need to urge cumbersomely, and only a wisp of spiritual power can be activated to perform Xiao Yan Hui.

Chang Xi wanted to give this meaningful Xiaoyan return talisman to Xin Tong and Qing Xuan, but considering that these Xiaoyan return talismans were all contaminated with his evil thoughts, strictly speaking, they were unclean and ominous, so he pressed this idea.

After a long time, there was only one rune paper left, and there were still half of the evil thoughts in his mind, and the three sword qi sword intent in Xiao Yan's return talisman had become completely saturated, and it was not a day's work to increase the power in the limited three sword qi sword intent, Chang Xi, who had comprehended the sword intent of life and death, trembled with his fingertips, and he had a bold idea.