On this day, Yun Xiaotian hastily washed his face and came to the courtyard to start his simplest and most basic body training method--- push-ups.

With the increase of cultivation time, Yun Xiaotian also went from two hands to one hand, and even only one finger was needed.

This is simply a fantasy for Yun Xiaotian in the past, and it has only been seen in those brainless film and television dramas.

During the time he came to this world, this action had become a habit for him, not only for cultivation, but also for nostalgia.

The first rays of sunlight in the morning poured in through the mountains and forests, and the birds, insects, and even the primitive fragrance of the grass and earth became more refreshing, which was precisely the neglected and missing in the world of the previous life.

One thousand one hundred eighty, one thousand one hundred eighty-one......

Just when Yun Xiaotian was immersed in the ups and downs of memories, a trace of cold breath made him can't help but stop all his movements, and the roots of his hair seemed to stand up.

Quiet, everything around became quiet, and the pins could be heard.

Yun Xiaotian didn't move, he didn't even change his posture just now, all his energy was focused on his ears, and his whole person became tense.

Airplanes......

The sound of the air cracking sounded in his ears, and a slightly chilling edge came with the wind, straight to the vital point on his body.

Yun Xiaotian, who was originally prostrate on the ground, supported the ground with one hand, and his right foot suddenly exerted force, spinning quickly like a whipped spinning top, and the whole mermaid jumped up while avoiding the attack, and his legs rushed towards the comer with a staggered momentum.

With this move, Yun Xiaotian can be said to have exhausted all his strength without the slightest reservation.

Joke, if someone dares to attack himself in the Buried Sword Villa, it is definitely not an ordinary person, and he can only have a chance of life if he is unprepared.

"Huh?" The person who came seemed to have avoided Yun Xiaotian's attack, and under the cover of his own momentum, he was a little surprised that he still had the courage to fight back.

"Go back" The person just waved his hand lightly, and Yun Xiaotian flew back at a faster speed, stumbling on the ground with a bang, and then stood firm.

Yun Xiaotian looked at the visitor vigilantly, his legs trembling slightly.

Standing in front of him were two people, one tall and one short, one long and one young.

A tall man, an older man, in a coarse cloth robe, but very neat and clean, his face was full of vicissitudes, and a pair of deep eyes were looking at himself with some scrutiny.

For some reason, this person simply stood there, like an elder who had no cultivation, and he didn't feel any power from him, but he couldn't help but feel a little awe.

He was a little shorter, about the same age as himself, and looked a little thin, with short and thick hair simply tied on his forehead with a brown headband.

This person is also wearing a long robe, and there is a faint elegance in his bones, but his eyes are like a beast that has just come out of the jungle, exuding a fiery light.

What people have to pay attention to is that in his arms, he is tightly surrounded by a long knife with ancient wood as a sheath.

The sheath is very wide, it looks a little old, and it is no longer obvious what the material is, but it is carved with complex dark lines, and it is very clean to wipe.

But in Yun Xiaotian's perception, although this knife is ...... I always feel like something is missing, but I can't say why.

Seeing that the other party did not continue to attack, and there was only a chill in the attack just now, but he did not feel the slightest killing intent.

Obviously, the visitor didn't seem to have any ill will towards him.

Yun Xiaotian stabilized his mind, hugged his fist slightly at the elder, and asked, "This senior, dare to ask the two of you what you want to do to the junior just now?"

"I didn't expect that with the cultivation of your two-star martial artist, you would be able to take over this cloud hand, although I only used less than a little effort, it is really rare, no wonder the seventh brother and the thirteenth brother all look at you differently" The elder seemed to be slightly surprised by Yun Xiaotian's performance.

"Boy Yun Xiaotian, dare to ask the seniors?" Hearing what the person said, Yun Xiaotian's heart moved slightly, and he asked carefully.

To be able to call Feng Buping and Wei Chiying brothers, it must be one of the heroes, coupled with the appearance of the young man next to him, the answer is already coming out.

"A hundred miles of green clouds", the person who came said lightly.

There is Sumeru as a mountain, which can hide the world, and Sumeru is like water, which can fall into a thousand abysses.

Sumeru hides mustard seeds, and a son and a flower bloom.

A knife is just a knife.

The important thing is the person with the knife.

Sumeru knife, a hundred miles of green clouds.

A few years ago, in order to investigate a bloody case, one person and one knife, the original Blackwater Bandit Village, the Wild Shark Gang that had been in the Black Water for more than 30 years at that time was slaughtered, and there was no life left above the helmsman.

The crime is justified, and what is convincing is that next to the head of the owl, a blood-colored post lists in detail the 103 major sins of the Shark Gang over the years.

It can be said that every word is bloody and tearful, and the crime should be punished, and thousands of people are happy for a while.

Since then, the name of the Sumeru knife has terrified many treacherous people.