Siyi held the black long sword in his arms, walking on the road step by step, thinking about the man's words in his heart, the man's demeanor just now did not seem to be lying, of course, his identity, he did not disdain to lie, and he was a mortal to himself.

The man said that this sword is not a relic of the opponent he killed, but originally existed here, and the strangeness of this sword lies in the fact that the sword seems to have been cultivated into a sword spirit, opening up the six senses, and dividing oneself, but he has tried it, but it is lifeless, and it is just an ordinary sword, as for why, he didn't figure it out.

After thinking about it for a long time, there was no result, so he gave up, after all, for a man, this is not a very important thing, at his height, the things outside his body have long been looked down on, it doesn't matter if there is, it doesn't matter if there is.

Thinking about the man's words again, while following the man on the mountain road, suddenly, Siyi raised his head and asked: "Senior, do you know what material this sword is made of? ”

The man walked in front of him, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but smile and replied: "So your knowledge is too short-sighted, and if it is not in the book, it will not exist?" This sword is made of wood, and this wood is called 'Hua Nian Mu'. ”

"What kind of wood is this? Why have I never heard of it?"

"This wood is taken from the mandarin duck tree, the formation of conditions are very harsh, so there are very few, I have traveled the world so far, but only seen twice, according to legend, this tree is ordinary, and ordinary trees are no different, growing in the lake where mandarin ducks are infested. But to form this unique condition, there must be a pair of glue-like couples, the love between the two is deep, Jiao is not separated from Meng, Meng is not defocused, life and death depend on each other, and then when the love is strong, there must be a person who is treacherous, ruthlessly abandons his lover, and flies away, and the abandoned person is broken in liver and intestines, sitting by this tree every day, watering this mandarin duck tree with his heartbroken tears, and then stroking the trunk with his silent hands, over time, and finally waiting for the moment of death, the miserable soul in the body before entering the reincarnation, will be silently inseparable from this tree, with the last drop of tears of the soul, dripping into the roots, so as to grow into this year, is the so-called, the poem has clouds 'ten miles of Pinghu frost sky, inch by inch of green silk sorrowful year, the moon-shaped single look at each other, only envy the mandarin duck not the immortal'. ”

"Oh?" Si Yi sighed silently in his heart after hearing this, secretly thinking that this world is so big, it is really strange, this tragic person is very miserable by nature, but he formed this sad year, made this sword, and he is also the lonely and detached mandarin duck, this sword was picked by himself, but it can be regarded as finding a belonging.

Suddenly, the figure of the man in front of him froze, and Siyi almost bumped into him. The man raised his hand and pointed, "It's here." ”

"What's coming?" Siyi asked curiously.

The man smiled, turned around, and said slowly: "Xiao Siyi, from now on, you have your own sword, then you have officially embarked on this sword road, so now, I teach you, this sword cultivation road, has its own seven proverbs, you have to keep in mind that from this moment, you are a sword monk, if you deviate from these seven words, then you are no longer a swordsman." ”

"I would like to hear the details, and I would like to ask my predecessors to give advice. Siyi gave a serious salute and listened attentively.

"The seven words of the sword road are 'perseverance, courage, fairness, dignity, calmness, trust, and faith'. In the days to come, you will always keep these seven words in mind, the first word is perseverance, and it is also the most important one, then you can walk in front of me with a mortal body without fear of hardships and dangers, then you are barely qualified, and now I will teach you the second word, courage. ”

After that, he pointed to the front of his hand, only to see a small mountain in front of him, and said: "The belly of this hill has been hollowed out by me, and dozens of tigers are in captivity in it, rest assured, it is not a wild beast, it is a normal guy I caught, and it is usually for me to eat, now you go in, at least kill three, otherwise don't come out." ”

"What?" Si Yi was taken aback, now as a mortal, he wanted to kill three fierce tigers, and there were quite a few of them, how could this be done?

The man glanced at Siyi's expression and said softly, "Are you afraid?"

Siyi remembered that on the barren grassland, he had worked hard to cultivate his body, ran and lifted weights without eating or drinking, and walked through thousands of miles of barren grassland, how could he still be afraid? ”

"Yes. The man nodded, with a wave of his hand, Siyi's figure blurred for a while, and then disappeared in place, the man turned his back calmly, looked into the distance, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Siyi felt a bump, and appeared in the belly of the mountain, and suddenly saw a light in front of him, it turned out to be there. Before he could see what was in front of him clearly, he suddenly had a gust of fishy wind in his ears, and he rolled on the spot, and when he reached the corner, he saw the things in front of him clearly, and he also gasped.

It turns out that in the final analysis, saying hard training, saying that you are not afraid, are just words, when the matter comes, I can clearly see dozens of tigers grinning in front of me, ready to go, and I can't help but tremble in my heart, this is the real fear, a little careless, there will be a disaster of death.

But the tiger in front of him didn't give him much time to think about it, maybe he was hungry for a long time, and he was about to take someone's life when he rushed up.

Seeing the danger in front of him, Si Yi gritted his teeth and raised the long sword in his hand under the light of the torch on the wall, his heart was clear at this time, no matter what, now there must be the consciousness of death, here is either you die or I die, then, escape can only make yourself die faster. Thinking of this, he slowly sank his heart, and with a wave of his long sword, he rushed to kill the past......

When Siyi's figure appeared in front of the man, the man turned around with a smile and asked calmly, "How?"

Si Yi was covered in blood, dropped the five tiger carcasses he was carrying on his shoulders, sat on the ground, drank a sip of the water bladder on the ground, and spit out two words tiredly: "It's okay." ”

In fact, the whole process is not as difficult as imagined, Si Yi is in the barren grassland, and has cultivated a strong body, although it is not as good as a cultivator, but it is suitable for dealing with these ordinary tigers, and even more, he has an extremely sharp long sword in his hand, and killing these things is like chopping melons and vegetables, which is more than enough. Of course, he didn't realize this at all, and the man in the green shirt naturally knew all this, and his purpose in sending Siyi in was actually very simple, just to let him face the danger and inspire his courage, which was the most basic courage test.

The man looked at Siyi's state, and estimated that he had reached the limit, so he said, "You wash and peel these corpses, and then bake them, so let's stop here today." ”

Siyi nodded obediently, and soon made a fire and roasted meat. The man sat down and said while eating: "Everyone has their own thoughts, their own goals, and like other paths of cultivation, the path of the sword is no exception, you have to pursue your own way of the sword, think about it yourself, which path is your own sword?"

While eating silently, while thinking about this question, for a long time, I finally figured out the answer, and said silently: "My way, is the road of love, my sword is born of sorrow, and I will fight for my destiny in the future, so my sword is called the love sword." ”

When the man heard this, he was very happy in his heart, because the word "love" is the most difficult to see through in the world, and it is also the most arduous, it is the so-called love demon, nothing more than this, but although this road is hard, you will go crazy at every turn, but once you see through it with great perseverance and overcome yourself with great courage, then the future is bound to be limitless.

The little guy in front of him has average qualifications, and he is also a standard medical cultivator, and he is not very suitable for sword cultivation, but he has the courage to face this feeling all the way, which can be regarded as the performance of a sword cultivator.

Suddenly, Siyi raised his head and asked curiously, "Senior, where is your sword?

The man was stunned, then suddenly laughed and said loudly: "I, my sword, only strong, is a strong sword all the way." ”

After speaking, he remembered something, so he took out a bell, threw it over, and continued: "This bell, you hold it and tie it to the sword, and you will rest for a while, you can sleep, and this is useful when you wake up." ”

Siyi took it and took a look, it was a small silver-white bell, thick and simple, it was not a mortal thing at first glance, although I don't know what it was for, but I think there will be an answer tomorrow.

After eating, the man took Siyi back to the Blue Valley and let him sleep in the grass hut, while he stood on the cliff, silently looking into the distance, holding the jade pendant from Siyi's chest at the same time......

Leaning the long sword against the head of the bed, Siyi slowly fell asleep, and was very fortunate every day, so he fell asleep very easily. Today, for the first time since entering the land of the two poles, I dreamed......

In the dream, Siyi faintly heard the cry, although the voice was small, but it could be clearly distinguished, very sad, Siyi followed the sound in the dream curiously, but the gray fog in front of him was foggy, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

After a long journey, in the distance, I finally saw a vague shadow, and Siyi ran hard in his dream. When I got closer, I saw clearly that it was by a lake with beautiful mountains and rivers, with a big tree growing with lush leaves, and a graceful figure, a woman dressed in white, with her hair scattered, her back to herself, as if she was trying her best to suppress something.

Siyi walked over cautiously and asked, "Girl, what are you crying about?"

The woman wiped away her tears, slowly turned her head, and a beautiful and euphemistic voice like a fairy sounded: "Have you ever felt sadness......?"