For the sake of learning day by day, for the Tao day by day, loss after loss, so that inaction.

The way of cultivation is like this, all the generations of Gao Zhen are all full of Taoist roots, and after several eons of enlightenment, they can only ascend in one era.

Shangguan Chuanyun decided to take his time in the future, and one day he would recover the armillary sphere.

took a look at the flying sword lying quietly in the sword box, there was some purple light in the silver light on it, glowing with bursts of brilliance, at first glance, it was full of spirituality, Shangguan Chuanyun felt it, as long as his mind moved, he could fly out of a hundred steps and kill people's heads.

Rejoicing, he picked up the flying sword and observed it with his divine sense.

"Huh?" The Divine Soul Core Energy inside was covered with some Divine Soul Energy, shrunk into a ball and stayed on both sides of the Flying Sword, looking like it wanted to merge into the Flying Sword Core, but the Flying Sword Core exuded bursts of sword energy, and this energy couldn't get close at all. It can only linger around, and it is still slowly disappearing, and it is estimated that in a few hours, this group of foreign spirits will disappear forever. Shangguan Chuanyun was a little puzzled.

Every time after killing an enemy, the powerful sword qi will slash everything to ashes, why do you have all this this time?

Although it is also growing slowly under the nourishment of purple qi every time, it will not grow so much, and this will not happen every time you use a flying sword to kill an enemy. Flying swords are the most taboo and impure, but it is impossible for any flying sword to let the xenomorph energy survive for an extra second, as long as it touches it, it will be wiped out, and it is the most decisive.

"Could it be?" Shangguan Chuanyun felt that he had already understood, it must have been the infestation of external demons when he was cultivating, and the flying sword automatically protected the master and killed him, without his own control, which caused this phenomenon.

There is only one possibility.

"The flying sword's spirituality is slowly increasing. ”

"The way of flying swords is to be refined and pure, and only subtle and refined. There is no room for the slightest shortcut, it is not my cultivation, although it can only be used by me, but it does not conform to the fundamental principle of the Sword Immortal. ”

After Shangguan Chuanyun figured it out, he picked up the flying sword, pointed out a sword qi, and slashed out some foreign divine soul energy at the core of the flying sword.

The spirit flew through the air, roughly forming the outline of an animal. It floated in the air for a moment, and slowly disappeared into the void.

Nodding, the flying sword trembled slightly, as if in response. Shangguan Chuanyun felt the spirituality of the flying sword, and happily picked it up and looked left and right for a while. Dark passages.

"Fortunately, my cultivation is a sword immortal, otherwise I will use this method as a shortcut to improve my cultivation, and in the end I will become greedy, killing sentient beings everywhere and plundering the souls of gods to improve my cultivation, and the consequence is that the core of the flying sword is messy and messy, which will then affect my own mind, and my thoughts will be chaotic, and I will deviate more and more. ”

"But the way of the sword immortal will not have this kind of trouble, the past generations of sword immortals have been apprentices looking for apprentices, I have not heard of apprentices not finding masters, choose people with tenacious personalities and decisive decisions, so the most important focus is on training. Therefore, according to the mind of the sword immortal, as long as it is determined to be a harmful thing, it will be cut with a sword. ”

He picked up the flying sword boy and carefully inspected it many times, and then used his soul to refine it. Feeling that there was no problem, he put the flying sword into the sword box and got up and carried the sword box behind his back. Grab your sword and get ready to leave.

Shangguan Chuanyun pushed open the door, saw that his back was tight, he took a step back, and his right hand instantly held the hilt of the sword, and the sword was out with a bang. Subconsciously said.

"Oh my god!"

Shangguan Chuanyun was already preparing to attack, but when he saw this thing, he didn't react at all and stayed there motionless, and just subconsciously thought that this thing had reined in his breath.

I couldn't even find myself, I was startled, and I was ready to start fighting, but after observing for a while, I found that this thing had been dead for a long time, and its body had no life features.

Shangguan Chuanyun stepped forward to observe that this thing was four feet tall, with a scribe's square scarf wrapped around its head, and a Confucian dress on its body that seemed to have been gnawed off. His hands were folded in front of his chest, both under his sleeves, and he could only see two long whiskers leaking out of his head.

Shangguan Chuanyun picked off the square scarf with his sword, and what caught his eye was the head of a rat that had always been huge. Breathe a sigh of relief.

"What should I be, I was startled, it turned out to be a rat that was about to become a climate. ”

Then he picked off the Confucian clothes on the mouse. Both claws already have the outline of the palm. The claws glowed with blood.

But there was a lingering smell of blood on his body, looking at this huge mouse, and said secretly.

"It turns out that it was this thing last night, and it seems that it wants to use the Yin God Out-of-Body Method to deal with itself. If he uses his main body to come, he may still have a chance of life, but if he uses the Yin God to deal with the Sword Immortal, he will definitely die. Especially for this kind of evil thing that you can know at a glance that it is killing and killing. ”

Shangguan Chuanyun took a look at the rat again, and there were many materials in his body that could be refined into magic weapons, like a rat whisker to make a magic weapon to explore the wind and grass, but he was a sword immortal, his sword heart was clear, and he was more sensitive to the abnormal aura around him, so he couldn't use it.

It's also good to make this tooth and claw into a magic weapon that specializes in piercing through the wall and making holes, and when you encounter a hard thing, the magic weapon made of teeth is broken, and you are digging with your claws, but as soon as your flying sword comes out, no matter how hard the substance is, it will be destroyed by the sword qi, and it will basically be scattered, and you don't plan to dig a hole to go specifically. It's useless to ask for it.

It's a pity to discard it.

Then Shangguan Chuanyun searched in the courtyard for a while, found a hole, drilled in and took a look, it was open in all directions, and he didn't know where to go. Dark passages.

"It's worthy of being a mouse, a professional in burrowing, it is estimated that he has dug up everywhere in Shengjing, I don't know if it has been dug outside the city?"

Thinking of this, Shangguan Chuanyun's eyes suddenly lit up, now this Great Liang Dynasty is in chaos everywhere, and now even Shengjing's dragon qi is a little unstable, and sooner or later it will be chaotic if it develops, but this hole is good, if it can really get through everywhere, maybe it will be used in the future......

Shangguan Chuanyun was about to go back first, turned around and was about to leave here out of the hole, when suddenly out of the corner of his eye, he saw a place like a storage room, with a lot of messy things.

When I walked over, I found that there were books, paper, calligraphy, brushes, ink, gold and silver, and other things.

There is also a table dug out of soil next to it, if it weren't for the pen, ink, paper, inkstone and other things on it, Shangguan Chuanyun really couldn't be sure that this was a table, to put it bluntly, it was a small mound.

Shangguan Chuanyun casually flipped through the pages written on it. The handwriting is crooked, more ugly than his own, although his own brush words are troublesome to write, but at least others can recognize them, but Shangguan Chuanyun looked at this word for a long time, and he didn't guess it all, and even guessed the general meaning.

It says that he is a mouse who gnawed on a pair of spiritual ink treasures and opened up his spiritual wisdom. Later, relying on instinct to cultivate, after eating people, he felt that there was such a delicious taste in the world, and he could also improve his cultivation, he wanted to leave this place but was suppressed by the dragon qi, and in the end he could only make a hole in the ground, and a hole had almost reached the outside of the city, and he could leave immediately. The rest of Shangguan Chuanyun couldn't guess it, and the circles on it were circled and circled, and they were crossed and drawn.

But in the end, the signature was clear, and his name was Lao Shuren.

Shangguan Chuanyun smiled and sighed.

"Rat man, Lao Shuren, is it a rat or a man? It's a pity that there is no one to guide them, and they embark on the evil path, otherwise they may not be able to be a real cultivator. ”

I had a hunch that this place would be of great use, so I took these pieces of paper into my arms, and prepared to let my brother Shangguan Xingyun study it to see if he could research something.

Shangguan Chuanyun looked at a few books and picture scrolls next to him, it is estimated that this is Lao Shuren's collection, casually flipped through it for a while, packed the gold and silver, opened a few paintings and looked at it, and felt that it was not as good as the painting of his brother Shangguan Xingyun.

His brother's name is Shangguan Xingyun, and they all thought that Wu'an Hou had three wives and four concubines, but in fact, three or four or five concubines also gave birth to a son, named Shangguan Xingyun, due to the suppression of the eldest lady of the Hou Mansion, Liu, everyone deliberately ignored the mother and son, and they had been dependent on each other in a remote corner of the Hou Mansion, until Shangguan Xingyun was seven years old, and his mother was beaten to death by the eldest lady for a reason.

This son was brought over by his mother to raise, his mother wanted to pass him under his own name, but he never agreed, and later after Shangguan Chuanyun just came to his senses, this brother was admitted to the Xiucai fame, and moved to the remote courtyard where their mother and son lived.

Shangguan Chuanyun vaguely remembered that when his brother was abused and beaten by several children in the Hou Mansion for fun, he had always stood in front of him, and would rather be beaten all over his body than let others touch him.

So the relationship between the two brothers is also relatively close. Shangguan Chuanyun looked at these paintings, and he couldn't see anything, it was better than his own paintings, it was certain, but it was much worse than his brother Shangguan Xingyun, and there was no such charm at all.

These paintings also look better at the gazebo beauty, the painting is particularly detailed and expressive, the gazebo, the beauty, there are some flowers and plants next to it, all painted very carefully, the same as the real one, there is no signature on it, it looks pleasing to the eye, and it is put away and tied into a burden to bring together.

Out of the hole, the four claws of the big mouse, as well as the beard and teeth, were removed and placed in the baggage, and the remaining corpse was cremated into ashes. After leaving this place, I went to the nearest tooth shop.

There was an extra deed when I went out. I'm going to go back to my younger brother Shangguan Qingyun and let him take care of it, anyway, he throws some things that he doesn't need here to him, and every time he hides it like a treasure. And these things are rags in their own eyes.

Shangguan Chuanyun carried a sword box on his back, a three-foot Qingfeng on his shoulder, and a burden on his shoulder, the heavy weight at a glance was not light, and there was a picture scroll growing out of the burden on it, and his body was covered with dust.

Ignoring the strange eyes of others along the way, the people who knew that this was the son of the Marquis of Wu'an, they all felt different, Shangguan Chuanyun, who was usually not contaminated with a trace of dust, seemed to be drilled out of the soil, Shangguan Chuanyun felt a little uncomfortable even if his heart was extremely firm.

When he was able to see the gate of the Hou Mansion, Shangguan Chuanyun felt relieved.

glanced forward, and found a scholar dressed as a bookcase, tall and tall, with a stubborn and faint sadness in his eyes, which seemed to be very slow, but moved quickly, and walked from the other side of the Hou Mansion.

Shangguan Chuanyun knew that this was his brother who liked to read, and he was also the only two scholars in the Wu'an Hou Mansion, one was his second mother, that is, the son of the second lady, Shangguan Lingyun, because his grandfather was a scholar of the household department, so he carried forward the traditional family style, so he was general in martial arts and specialized in reading.

There is also his brother Shangguan Xingyun, who has been very sensible since he was a child, but he loves himself and his younger brother Shangguan Qingyun very much.

"Piercing the clouds, what do you want?"