The moon shadow is miserable, the sword light is flickering, and Lin Ziyun and Shi Su Li are competing in swordsmanship. Shi Su Li's talent is very high, she can understand it at one point, Lin Ziyun fed her the tricks and explained the skills to her in detail.

"Tate, do you know any master casters?" Lin Ziyun asked.

Shi Su thought for a while before he spoke: "The eastern soil is mainly based on body refining, and there are indeed few casters. The Tianjia Sect is famous for its talismans and refining weapons. ”

Lin Ziyun muttered, "Is there only the Tianjia Sect?"

Now that his strength is improving day by day, he is about to touch the Feather Transformation Realm, and when the time comes, he can cultivate the Yuan Shen in his body, and he can warm up his natal magic weapon. Although Lin Ziyun of Qianxue Mountain left a lot of casting scriptures, he is now practicing for a long time and has no extra energy to devote to casting, so he wants to ask if there are any powerful refining masters in Dongtu who have come to the human realm. In addition, there is another reason, it is because he has formed an irresolvable grudge with the Heavenly Armor Sect, the Northern Darkness True Sect, the Purple Thunder Sect, the Mountain True Sect, etc., if he can cast the Phoenix Feather Blood Golden Sword Embryo into an immortal sword, then his overall strength will go to a big level.

Lin Ziyun would rather not forge the Phoenix Feather Blood Golden Sword Embryo for the time being than invite the monks of the Tianjia Sect, who knows if there will be a feather stage monk in the Tianjia Sect when he appears in the Tianjia Sect. The Tianjia Sect is a three-star sect, and there are old monsters in the Yuan Infant Stage in the gate, although the human realm restricts the monks above the feather stage, no one can predict whether there will be any accidents.

The Green Dragon Venerable of Hualong City is the best example, Hualong City is also a three-star sect, but there is a monk who survives the three decays and five tribulations of heaven and man. The level of the sect sometimes does not represent the strength of the sect and the cultivation of the monks in the sect. In the cultivation realm, many high-level cultivators have strange habits and habits. High-level cultivators are often divine dragons who see the head but do not see the end, and no one knows if a small sect with a small name is hiding an old monster that is not born.

"Big brother, are you looking for a master caster to create a magic weapon?" asked Shi Sujiao.

Lin Ziyun nodded, and took out the Phoenix Feather Blood Golden Sword Embryo from the storage bag.

"I'm going to find someone to forge this blood gold into a fairy sword. ”

Shi Su opened her mouth and said: "Phoenix feather blood gold, the legendary casting immortal material." Oh my God, such a big piece of fairy gold. ”

Lin Ziyun smiled and said, "Actually, this thing should be Xiaoqing's." ”

Shi Su Lian nodded and said, "Fortunately, Na Luoli didn't let more monks find out in order to swallow this thing alone." If anyone knew that there was immortal gold in Qinu Peak at that time, they were afraid that the geniuses of the Feather Stage of Dongtu would come there to fight for it. ”

Shi Su smiled and glanced at Xiao Qing, who was sleeping in the corner, and gave a thumbs up: "Of course, Qing'er is still powerful, even Luo Li of the Hundred Beast Cave is not its opponent, and she has eaten her spiritual pet." ”

Lin Ziyun smiled and looked at Shi Su Li, took out the Traceless Sword, put it in her hand and said: "Tate'er, your cultivation is still weak, and you can't treasure your body, this sword is called Traceless, I bought it at the auction of the Ziling Chamber of Commerce, so I'll give it to you." ”

Shi Su Lian refused: "Big brother, this can't work. If you don't have a magic weapon, what if you meet the people of the Mountain True Sect or the Heavenly Jia Sect?"

Lin Ziyun shook his head and persuaded: "Li'er, you don't have to worry about me, have you forgotten that I still have a fairy sword?"

After saying that, Lin Ziyun took out the Colorful Immortal Sword and held it in his hand.

Shi Su Zhi glanced at the colorful fairy sword and praised: "What a beautiful sword, the big brother must think this sword is too delicate, so use it without a trace." ”

Lin Ziyun shook his head and said with a desolate expression: "This sword belongs to a friend of mine." ”

Seeing that Lin Ziyun was suddenly depressed, Shi Su Lian seemed to understand something, and didn't say anything more.

"Big brother, the weather is cold, you go back to rest early, I'll go back too. ”

Lin Ziyun nodded slightly, not knowing what he was thinking, and he couldn't give up.

Shi Su Lian walked out of the courtyard, looked at the traceless sword in his hand flowing with a silver luster, and muttered, "That sword should be very important to him." ”

If you want snow in the evening, can you drink a glass of nothing?

Lin Ziyun couldn't wave that shadow in his mind this night, he had no intention of cultivating, and quietly looked out the window alone, the lights of thousands of homes. The world is so big, there are thousands of households, what is it that makes two people meet in the vast sea of people?

Lin Ziyun went out and happened to bump into Qin Song, it seemed that Qin Song had something to do, so Lin Ziyun invited him into the house.

Lin Ziyun was the first to speak: "Although the Nanyan army has temporarily retreated, Baijiang City will be difficult to defend sooner or later......"

Qin Song stopped and said, "I also know, but you can't let me abandon the people of a city." ”

Lin Ziyun sighed and said, "If that's the case, I can only ask for surrender." ”

Qin Song's eyes widened, and he looked at Lin Ziyun and said: "If I, Qin Song, do this today, even if I survive, I am afraid that I will be laughed at by ten thousand people, how can I go to see the Hou Ye, and what face do I have to meet the saint today?"

Lin Ziyun said angrily: "In your heart, is your reputation important, or is the life of the people of a city more important?"

"With you holding this city alone, do you think you can resist Nanyan's army? If you do this, you will only sacrifice more innocent lives?"

"Qin Song, Qin Song, your loyalty, your stubbornness, is foolish loyalty, is stubbornness. Can't you see it? Li Sheng has already given up Baijiang City, and Marquis Zhou is a monk in the Feather Period, if Li Sheng can send reinforcements, he will have arrived a long time ago. You're trying so hard to maintain your reputation, but have you ever thought about how many people are in the city, all they need is to survive. In this chaotic world, who is the emperor has nothing to do with them. How were they when they were alive? How much better were their lives? As far as they were concerned, they just didn't want to be affected by the war again. ”

Lin Ziyun stared at Qin Song and didn't say a word again.

Qin Song seemed to be a deflated ball and sat down on the chair. After a long time, he spoke: "Could it be that I am really wrong?"

Lin Ziyun stared at Qin Song fiercely and said, "Wrong, you are wrong." You are wrong to believe in an incompetent emperor, and you are wrong to care about your own gains and losses in troubled times. ”

"Brother Qin, your heart is too kind, and you are too loyal. But your loyalty contradicts your kindness to the people, Li Sheng is insensitive, and he is by no means a good emperor. No matter how close you are to the people, what is the use? Such an emperor, he can easily abandon his people and sacrifice them. Your loyalty, your kindness is too cheap. ”

"Brother Wei knows that you have great ambitions, if you abandon Baijiang City today, I hope you can prove yourself. Perhaps, it is not impossible for you to be the master of the world. ”

"The prosperous world only talks about peace and Chang'an, in the troubled times, the heroes are everywhere, if you really want to do something for the dawn of the people, then I hope you can be a good emperor. ”

Lin Ziyun didn't say much, if Qin Song understood, then he only needed to say so much.

Responsibility can kill and save people. Qin Song was killed by the responsibility of shouldering the rise and fall of Baijiang City and guarding the territory of Qin. Lin Ziyun awakened his responsibility to save the world, and he could also save him.

Three days later, Baijiang City begged to surrender, and on this day, the Nanyan army stepped into Baijiang City with great momentum. But King Liang also kept his promise and did not harm the people in the city in the slightest.

Qin Song stood on the top of the city tower, laughing and crying, and his tears were blown away by the breeze. He understood that the reason why Liang Jun did not harm the people of Baijiang City was more because of Lin Ziyun, because he was a cultivator. Qin Song understood Lin Ziyun's words, in this world, especially in troubled times, he can't count on anyone, strength and power are fists.

From today on, Qin Song made up his mind that he would fight for his dreams, for Taiping Chang'an, and for those displaced people.

He no longer belongs to the Qin State, and he no longer obeys anyone's orders. He doesn't want the whole world to be peaceful, he just wants to be able to give peace and peace to those people where he is and where he can.

Lin Ziyun will not accompany Qin Song to expand the territory, if Qin Song can't do it himself, it can only mean that he doesn't have that ability, and he can't force it. In Lin Ziyun's opinion, Qin Song has understood what he wants, and he doesn't need to follow him like an umbrella all the time.

"Brother Qin, after saying goodbye today, I hope to see you in the future, and you can be proud of your brother. Lin Ziyun patted Qin Song's shoulder and said.

Qin Songhu said with tears in his eyes: "Brother, take care all the way." ”