There is an old man in the family who has a treasure, Ji Wenming's gloomy and gloomy mood was disturbed by the old man, helplessly making a fire to cook, dinner is still stacked on top of each other and being frozen hard cracked mountain bone broth, seeing that the big demon will be frozen by the cold when he dies, Xi Wenming is thoughtful - cold and heat are actually the sharpest blades that patrol into the sea!

The old man ate sweetly and had a full stomach, so he relieved his anger, leaned on the cave wall and said to Ji Wenming: "Boy, why are you listless today, and you were hit by the old sword thief again?"

Ji Wenming said: "Today I went to show my swordsmanship, but the blind predecessor said that it was not enough for three points, at most it was only two points of his swordsmanship, and he refused to pass on my skills anyway, I thought about it and almost exhausted my own accumulation, before I realized two points, I am afraid it will be difficult to make progress!"

The old man said, "Did he say that two points are only two points?

Ji Wenming said: "The blind predecessor said that his swordsmanship is called the Yin and Yang Nine Transformations Great Sun Gengjin Lihuo Sword, and I have only practiced to the second change, so it is at most two points!"

The old man muttered silently: "Yin and Yang Nine Changes, Great Sun Gengjin Lihuo Sword, Nine Changes, Yin and Yang, Nine Changes, Yin and Yang, En, I understand, does it mean that this sword technique needs to change between Yin and Yang nine times to succeed?"

Hearing the old man's speculation, Ji Wenming's eyes lit up, and he said: "I also speculate, and according to his statement, my sword fetus only gets two points, that is to say, it has only changed twice, but since I got this sword fetus, I have never found any changes?"

The old man said thoughtfully: "Your sword fetus has been cultivating in the body and has not been condensed and changed?"

Ji Wenming suddenly made a discovery, and exclaimed: "Today, I saw the old blind man absorbing the Great Sun True Fire to practice swords, and I also learned from him to absorb some Great Sun True Fire, could it be that this is the second change?"

The old man nodded and said, "You can go on!"

"Yin and Yang, Nine Changes, Yin and Yang, Nine Changes, if the true fire of the Great Sun is Yang, then what is Yin? How can we achieve nine changes?" Inspired by the old man, Xi Wenming fell into contemplation again.

Seeing Ji Wenming's troubles, the old man pointed to the top of his head with a smile and said, "It's dark, I have to go to sleep! You kid is dead-eyed, I've told you many times, if you want to learn swords, you have to burn the thatched hut!"

For such a groundless suggestion, Ji Wenming was noncommittal,

He looked up and saw a bright moon shining on the Great Wilderness, and once again he had an idea, and said: "The sun is yang, then the moon is yin, could it be that the Sword Saint seniors are also practicing swords at night? No, I have to try!"

Ji Wenming lay on his back on the ground, looking at the night sky, condensing the moonlight.

Before the old man turned around, he heard Ji Wenming lying down, and couldn't help but sigh: "Oh, today's young people, I really don't know how to respect the old and love the young, I just said that I want to sleep, and he is already asleep here! The world is not ancient, the world is not ancient!"

Meng Ji Demon King lay outside the cave, covered his head with two paws, didn't listen, didn't look or speak, it had already figured it out, the Northwest Wasteland was too dangerous, not just because there were big demons and demon saints, these people in front of him seemed ordinary, but none of them were easy to mess with, and the best way to survive was to pretend to be deaf and dumb, pretend to be crazy and stupid.

The moonlight is like snow, reflecting the white of the four fields,

At this moment, the moonlight attracted by Ji Wenming was also like snow, extremely cool, and blended into his Ziying sword fetus,

In the morning, the true fire of the Great Sun made the purple aura of the Ziying Sword be refined a little, and the more agile it looked, now, the Yuehua True Yin was immersed in the sword fetus, and the purple aura condensed again, and the purple qi of the sword fetus was almost reduced by half, becoming more and more condensed.

Feeling that there is a substantial Ziying sword fetus, Ji Wenming was thoughtful, originally he thought that the sword fetus could be manipulated and killed by refining in the body, but now after witnessing the changes of the sword fetus in the sunlight and moonlight, he realized that he was thinking too simply, the Ziying sword fetus was refined once, and the sword qi would be much more condensed, if it was condensed into a golden needle, then the lethality would be comparable to the sword saint's Gengjin sword qi.

No wonder the Sword Saint said that his sword qi can only kill chickens, and there is no way to condense sword qi, so he can't break through the defense of the big demon at all.

One night, fleeting, Ji Wenming woke up in the morning, only to feel refreshed, he boiled a big bone broth for the old man's predecessors, and then came to visit the old blind man again.

The blind sword saint was still not there, and a bold idea suddenly arose in his life, if he really burned down the grass hut now......

As soon as the thought arose, a little humane fire appeared out of thin air and fell on the thatched roof.

The northwest wasteland is perennially dry and rainless, and this dilapidated thatched house does not know how many years it has been standing, and it is even more dry.

Moreover, the fire of humanity is the fusion of the true fire of Samadhi, which can be called the best of the great Samadhi true fire, only a little spark, and in an instant, the smoke suddenly rises, the flame steam up, and in the blink of an eye, the whole thatched house burns.

When Ji Wenming saw that the hut was really on fire, he was immediately shocked, and said secretly: "Oh, it's not good, it's really burning, I didn't do it, I just have a little idea! What should I do now? Turn around and leave, or help put out the fire? If I turn around and leave, the old blind man may not guess that I set the fire, but not necessarily, no stranger has been here for so many years...... You can stay and put out the fire......"

Ji Wenming was hesitating, when he suddenly heard a cough from inside the grass house, and he said secretly: "Oh, it's not good, there are people inside! Could it be that the old blind senior is still inside?"

Ji Wenming hurriedly ran to the grass hut, only to feel that the flames were burning and rushing towards him, he didn't care about dodging the flames, he ran the exercises to protect his whole body, and got into it as soon as his eyes were closed.

The thatched hut is not big, three zhang square, the house is empty, only in the center of the position there is a deep cavern depression, in which there is a wooden coffin, the old blind man is lying in it.

Sensing the flames, the old blind man struggled to crawl out of the coffin, but he was choked by the smoke in the room, and he coughed and wept.

Ji Wenming jumped off the crypt and carried the old blind man on his back, only to feel that his body sank, this old man looked dry and boneless, but he didn't expect it to be so heavy, and the weight was at least 10,000 catties.

Ji Wenming activated the giant force technique, and then relied on his limbs to climb hard, climbed to the ground, only to see the fire around him, and he couldn't find the door for a while, and when he was about to break through the roof, the old blind man suddenly said: "Find the door, in the Kangmu Forbidden Formation, there is the only way to survive!"

"The Law of Wood Forbidden!" Ji Wenming was shocked in his heart,

Fox Xinyue woke up leisurely and said, "Break to the left!"

Hearing this, Ji Wenming didn't care about calculating, and suddenly rushed to the direction of the left hand, for a while, he only felt that the boundless falling wood in front of him was falling down, the wood assisted the fire, the fire was mighty, and even his eyebrows were scorched.