The mountains and rivers flow, the mountain streams murmur, and suddenly a few birds chirped and the ape cried, sounded in the deep forest, deep and long accompanied by a slightly cool but not cold breeze, so that people are here, they feel comfortable, a little less restless, and a little more quiet.

The cliff breeze was light, the grass was slightly shaking, the white clothes were fluttering, and the slanting sun above his head shone down, reflecting Chen Anzhi's figure through the gaps between the leaves.

A few strands of hair hung on Luo Yuetong's fair forehead, and the wind blew, dancing lightly like the flying willows in March, she looked at Chen Anzhi, and asked with some uncertainty: "You want to accompany me to practice swords?"

Chen Anzhi grabbed the narrow knife in his hand, and the only trace of aura that remained was just squandered by the condensation of the small sword, so he nodded and said, "That's right, probably won't hurt you." ”

Hearing this, Luo Yuetong did not relax at all, she inexplicably felt that Chen Anzhi was telling the truth, not ridicule or arrogance, this is a feeling that is difficult to describe, calm and confident, not deliberately disguised but has a natural uniqueness, so that people dare not doubt.

Chen Anzhi held the knife, he was still the same calm and light-hearted appearance, but his eyes glowed with a light, a sharp light.

Luo Yuetong's arm holding the sword slowly raised, the long sword was hidden in the sheath, and he hugged his fist and said: "Since the competition, then my sword is not out of the sheath, this is fair." ”

"Please don't hesitate to teach!" After speaking, the girl lowered her plate slightly, and the vast clouds and mist evaporated around her body, and her legs suddenly exerted force, and her figure shot out like a white fish in a stream.

Chen Anzhi smiled slightly, although his cultivation was lost, but the memory of his muscles would not become, whether it was a spell, a sword move or a fist technique, he remembered it one by one, plus now that the spiritual sea was healing, his speed and strength were slowly waking up, so he did not panic at all.

However, in an instant, Luo Yuetong was already in front of him, and the long sword in his hand swung out against the wind, and a cold light came straight to Chen An's face.

Chen Anzhi's body shape is far beyond imagination, and his steps are particularly light, like a dragonfly dotting water, turning to the side and slipping away half a foot away, and said with a smile: "It's too slow." ”

Luo Yuetong gritted her teeth and didn't say a word, her right foot stepped on the ground to stop her body, her body turned around, the long sword in her hand changed her moves, and her wrist shook lightly to open a sword flower, chasing Chen Anzhi.

This turn just fell a little gap, Chen Anzhi chuckled, the narrow knife slashed, and gently hit the girl's calf on the ground, Luo Yuetong only cared about making a move, she was completely defenseless at the moment, she was smashed on her leg by this knife, her body staggered, and her hand was naturally unstable, the long sword was some distance, and the sword qi rushed into the air.

In the rain of branches and leaves, Chen Anzhi wanted to raise his knife again, Luo Yuetong hurriedly jumped back, opened some distance, landed steadily, squatted down on the cushion when he landed, and used his strength again, swinging his sword and rushing towards Chen Anzhi, his movements were as swift as a galloping horse, and he immediately split out three sword qi and crushed the leaves in the sky.

Chen Anzhi's smile did not decrease, his figure was moving left and right, and he easily dodged, but as soon as he stopped, he saw a figure passing through the fallen leaves, and the slender arm holding the sword fell head-on.

The narrow knife was horizontal in front of him, and he met the long sword impartially, and at this moment, Chen Anzhi stretched out his other hand, flexed his index finger against his thumb, and then flicked it lightly.

"Oops~"

"It hurts. A slight red fell from the smooth and white forehead, Luo Yuetong pouted and rubbed his forehead and complained dissatisfiedly, and then asked, "You seem to be able to see through every trick I make?"

In the past two days, first the master who is ignorant of the world suddenly brought Chen Anzhi from the bottom of the mountain, and then Chen Anzhi was involved in the abnormal movement on the nineteenth floor in the night, and today the master suddenly made an exception to accept him as an apprentice, so Luo Yuetong almost believed that there was no miracle that could not happen to Chen Anzhi, so at this moment, it was natural to think that he was no match for the other party.

Chen Anzhi pinned the narrow knife back to his waist and said, "Your sword moves are too bright, this is not good." ”

Luo Yuetong looked at Chen Anzhi, thought for a while and asked, "What do you say?"

Spreading out his palms, taking over the leaves that had been shattered by the sword qi, Chen Anzhi pinched his fingertips and explained: "The flowers are becoming more and more charming. ”

"I don't understand. Luo Yuetong said angrily: "Why do you talk around like Master, so that people can't understand it." ”

Chen Anzhi was helpless, and explained with a smile: "Just now, you have used your sword qi to smash the leaves to disturb my vision, but you chose to swing your sword head-on, which is indeed a bit fierce, but have you ever thought about it, if you move to my back and sword as soon as you swing your sword qi, can I stop it?"

Luo Yuetong frowned thoughtfully, Chen Anzhi knew what she was thinking, and said with a smile: "The answer is that I can." ”

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Luo Yuetong heard that he was joking with himself, and he was not angry, pretending to show his teeth and claws.

"I can. Chen Anzhi looked at Luo Yuetong and said, "Because I am stronger than you, but a disciple of the same realm as you can't." ”

He has this self-confidence, even if he doesn't have a trace of aura now, but the experience he has accumulated over the past thousand years is enough to make him familiar with these secret moves, so he is confident.

Luo Yuetong had a hint of suspicion and asked, "How much stronger are you than me?"

Chen Anzhi stood in the shade of a tree, looking at the mountain not far away, although it was a small mountain, but it was close enough to cover most of his vision, as if connected with the sky, he raised his hand, and there was a distance of two fingers between his index finger and thumb, "Probably so much." ”

The girl looked at it and rolled her eyes widely, "Is that all?"

Chen Anzhi smiled without saying a word, and nodded behind his hands.

The distance between the top of the mountain and the sky is very short, but the distance between the top of the mountain and the sky is very long, so long that countless monks on the avenue have spent their entire lives and cannot reach it.

The distant mountain sect at night is very beautiful, the nineteenth floor glows with a faint white jade light and the stars in the night sky are contrasted, and the lights of the eighteen peaks in the distance are cast in the river that runs around the mountain, as if the stars in the sky are located on the ground.

On the bluestone slab leading to the nineteenth floor, there was a white-clothed figure, he looked at the nineteenth floor in the dark, or a little melancholy, or a little hesitant, these emotions were mixed together and extremely complicated, the handsome face and a white dress were sprinkled by the starlight, a little cold.

Chen Anzhi flicked the Mu Chun sword on his waist, it has been more than half a month since he brought Xiao Mu Chun back from the old locust tree that day, and the little guy has been sleeping quietly, without the slightest intention of waking up.

What made Chen Anzhi helpless was that at night these days, he had tried to sneak into the soul but awakened Xiao Muchun, but unfortunately those soft calls were like stone cows entering the sea, and they couldn't get a response.

Sometimes, this old guy who has lived for more than 5,000 years will also think about how good it would be if he didn't wake up, he didn't have to carry a lot of things, and he didn't have to think hard about what kind of game the little guy now called 'He Xianren' set up, or you can give me some clues, and let me survive inexplicably, but he didn't tell me anything.

Chen Anzhi thought so, with a rare trace of anger on his plain face, and scolded secretly: "It's really fucking the same as your husband, and I don't know how to learn well, which makes people angry." ”

Scolding and scolding, the matter of pulling the aura into the body can never be pulled down, but after learning the method of recovery, Chen Anzhi is not in a hurry, anyway, the nineteenth floor is here, and he can't run, as the saying goes, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and if you are too anxious, it will be easy to be noticed, although he made an oath with Xue Changyi, but how to say that the other eighteenth floor may not agree, so it is better to be careful.

Thinking like this, Chen Anzhi closed his eyes slightly, and the pavilion that had been quiet for a long time seemed to come alive, the eaves bell rang softly, and layers of mist-like aura slowly swung in the air.

There is a slight float in the wind, there is aura, and there is a sword intent in the soft evening breeze.

Chen Anzhi let go of his mind and raised his hand, those spiritual qi seemed to be being pulled, and thousands of strands lingered towards his fingertips.

At this moment, an extremely thick and precipitated voice sounded in his ears, Chen Anzhi slowly opened his eyes, with a little doubt, and turned sluggish at the moment he saw clearly.

Nineteenth floor.

There was a slight glow peeking through the crack in the wooden door that had been precipitated for a long time, and then the door opened.

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