On the deserted plain, a black figure fled in confusion, turning left and right, and finally jumped into the forest in the distance, only then did it stop and gasp.

"The old man has been in the rivers and lakes for two hundred and thirty-six years, and he has never been embarrassed like this time. ”

The Black Shadow was none other than the Shadow Venerable who had escaped from Mine Cloud City with great difficulty.

During this time, the Shadow Venerable seemed to have become the public enemy of the rivers and lakes of Xuanwu Prefecture, and all sects and factions were chasing and killing him. From the Venerable Venerable who everyone admires, to the rat who shouts and fights across the street, the grievance and anger in Venerable Shadow's heart can be imagined.

And the culprit of all this is that young man, Shi Xiaole!

"The chase has just begun, we must find a way, otherwise the old man will not live long. The old eyes flickered, and finally the Shadow Venerable's eyes narrowed: "Although this will cause a lot of losses, but in order to save your life and take revenge, you can only do this." ”

Three days later, the Shadow Venerable, covered in blood, staggered to a village surrounded by mountains and rivers, and went straight to the innermost country garden full of vegetables.

Shout!

As soon as his feet stepped in, a white light flashed, almost cutting off the Shadow Venerable's arm at the shoulder, and the Shadow Venerable shouted, "Be merciful, it's my brother." ”

"Oh, it turned out to be Brother Shadow, what a rare guest. ”

In the vegetable garden, a man dressed as a farmer turned his back to Venerable Shadow, only cared about watering the flowers, and said with a smile: "I heard that Brother Ying has recently become a big celebrity in the rivers and lakes, how can he have time to come to me? ”

Hearing the coldness in the other party's tone, as if he was afraid that he would attract a master of the rivers and lakes, the Shadow Venerable hurriedly smiled and said: "Brother Lingwu is too worried, brother is here this time, there is really something good to tell you." ”

When the warrior reaches a certain level, the title is often more widespread than his own name, so for those old monsters who have lived for more than two hundred years, they are commensurate with each other, and they are used to using each other's titles.

Mrs. Nong is called the Spirit Mist Venerable, don't look at the strength of the Venerable who is only the weakest level, but the formation attainment is second to none in Xuanwu Prefecture, not to mention ranking in the top five, at least it can be ranked in the top ten.

Therefore, even some High Venerables did not want to provoke this person.

"Good thing, give you a hundred breaths, talk about it. ”

The Spirit Mist Venerable still didn't look back.

The Shadow Venerable suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "Brother Lingwu, have you ever heard of such a person?"

Spirit Mist Venerable snorted.

Phantom Venerable, the real title should be Phantom Venerable, but don't look at the missing word, the meaning is very different. Only those supreme Venerables are qualified to use this form of address.

In the six-hundred-year history of Xuanwu Prefecture, there have been many formation masters, but Phantom Zun is a well-deserved first, how could he not have heard of it.

"Brother knows that Brother Lingwu has been in obscurity all these years, not to withdraw from the rivers and lakes, but to go further and surpass his predecessors. Coincidentally, just some time ago, the brother learned the news of the Phantom Venerable Cave Mansion, presumably if Brother Lingwu can get the inheritance of Phantom Venerable, he will be able to advance by leaps and bounds, and then Lingwu Venerable should be called Lingzun. ”

The aura in the vegetable garden suddenly rioted, which made the Shadow Venerable secretly frightened. Before he could react, there was already a ruddy face with a long white beard in front of him.

"Is that true?"

Feeling the invisible killing intent around him, the Shadow Venerable knew that he had to raise the spirit of the twelve. On the other party's territory, the strength of the Spirit Mist Venerable was comparable to that of the High Venerable.

"Brother is willing to swear with the heart of martial arts! Don't hide it from Brother Lingwu, this news is my bargaining chip with that kid from Xiahou Nylon, otherwise how could my brother take a big risk and get involved in the dispute between the two cities?"

The Spirit Mist Venerable smiled, noncommittal.

The Shadow Venerable secretly cursed the old fox, and said with a smile on his face: "Brother has learned the location of the Phantom Venerable Cave Mansion from the mouth of Xiahou Boy, and has personally verified it. However, the method of opening it is in the hands of Xiahou Boy. Now that he has been killed, he has come to seek the cooperation of Brother Lingwu. ”

Outside the Phantom Cave Mansion, there are many formations. Venerable Ying guessed that Xiahou Nylon must not have been sure to open the cave alone, or it was too dangerous, so he called himself.

Although he also wondered why the other party didn't tell his grandfather this secret, but himself, an outsider, now is not the time to care. The top priority is to find people to cooperate with and defend against a strong enemy.

The Shadow Venerable believed that the Spirit Mist Venerable would definitely give in. Very few Dragon Pass Realm martial artists, especially formation masters, could resist the temptation of the Phantom Venerable Cave Mansion.

If you can't be sure that the news is true or false, you can't help but check it out. Not to mention, he also swore an oath with the heart of martial arts.

"Do you want me to help you, resist the masters who are chasing you, and offend the major sects?"

Spirit Mist Venerable sneered.

"It's cooperation! The Phantom Cave Mansion is not far from here. Brother Lingwu only needs to help one or two, maybe he can get a great opportunity, why not? If you are lucky, maybe the road will be safe, and a master will not be able to touch it. Of course, before that, Brother Lingwu needs to swear with the heart of martial arts that he can't cross the river and tear down the bridge, and plot against me. ”

The murderous intent in the eyes of the Spirit Mist Venerable became more and more vigorous, and just when the Shadow Venerable was uneasy in his heart and was almost about to escape, he suddenly laughed: "Deal!"

As he spoke, he flicked a finger forward.

Thirteen white air arrows condensed, shooting from the vegetable garden in different directions.

Puff puff......

Hearing a scream, twelve hidden figures fell to the ground, and one person flew back, turned his head and left: "Lingwu Venerable, do you dare to help the Shadow Venerable, aren't you afraid of being an enemy of the Xuanwu Prefecture rivers and lakes?"

"Just kill you, who knows?"

The Spirit Mist Venerable's fingers were like flying, and the white air arrows were like crossbows, and they shot out quickly.

"The world is reversed!"

The person who fled was a low-level Venerable, and the Gang Qi had just formed a rotating ring in front of him, and was immediately pierced into a sieve by countless air arrows, and a burst of blood mist sprayed behind the sieve, and the silence in the field instantly returned.

He couldn't even scream, and the lower Venerable was directly gone.

"Brother Shadow, without further ado, let's go immediately. ”

Venerable Lingwu first swore according to his words, saying that he would never tear down the bridge in the river, and then said lightly.

"Haha, okay. ”

The Shadow Venerable on the side looked at it in a cold sweat.

He knew that the Spirit Mist Venerable was killing the enemy on the one hand. On the other hand, there is no intention of deterring oneself. Formation Grandmaster, the means are endless, and you really have to be careful.

......

On the surface of the babbling stream, yellow petals float. Last night, there was a storm that knocked down the osmanthus forest in the distance, and the flower farmers were so angry that they scolded.

However, for the residents of the neighborhood, smelling the slightly damp fragrance of osmanthus is a rare enjoyment in life.

There is a bamboo house in the lower half of the stream.

The bamboo door opened, and out came a young man in Tsing Yi who looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, with a gentle face.

Taking a deep breath and bathing in the early morning sun, the young man in Tsing Yi showed a satisfied smile, it was Shi Xiaole who left Kuangyun City alone and passed by the disguised Shi Xiaole.

Staying in Kuangyun City, although he has an extraordinary status, he has many rules, where can he be alone.

It has been half a month since he came to Osmanthus Village, Shi Xiaole goes out early and returns late every day, staying in the osmanthus jungle more, of course, not to covet this beautiful scenery, but to relax his mind and accumulate his own inspiration.

Today's Shi Xiaole is so strong that he can really be regarded as the top of his peers, but he has no intention of slackening. The top does not mean the first, he wants to be invincible, and there is no opponent in the same rank.

It is difficult for cultivation to improve in the short term, so he plans to start with true intent and martial arts moves, continue to drill deeply, and strive to improve himself to the extreme state in all aspects.

Coming to the Peach Blossom Forest again, Shi Xiaole took out the long sword at his waist and began to swing it.

Day after day.

Probably due to the influence of the region, in this season, it will be windy and rainy in Osmanthus Village every few days. And every time at this time, people will hide in the house to enjoy the rain, only in the peach forest, one person constantly swings his sword.

Shi Xiaole did not transport the protective body to block the wind and rain, if you want to understand nature and the true meaning of the wind, you must really contact it and understand it.

Letting himself get soaked and the wind blowing, Shi Xiaole's heart was surprisingly quiet.

Half an hour later, the rain stopped.

"It seems that the difficulty of comprehending the true meaning of the top level of Sicheng is greater than I imagined. ”

His mind was blank, and Shi Xiaole couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head.

From a very early stage, his true meaning of the wind has reached the peak of thirty percent, and there is only a thin line away from forty percent. But this line, if you don't have an amazing understanding, it is extremely difficult to cross.

Don't look at Yu He and the others who have comprehended the true meaning of fifty percent, but they have practiced more than ten years more than Shi Xiaole, and at the same age, they are not as good as Shi Xiaole.

Blowing away the water droplets on the sword, Shi Xiaole's heart suddenly moved.

"Perhaps, you can start with swordsmanship. ”

The predecessor of true meaning is artistic conception, and artistic conception is comprehended from moves, so is it possible to go the opposite way and create swordsmanship with true intention, so as to deepen the understanding of true meaning?

The swordsmanship that Shi Xiaole cultivated was not obtained from the system, but other people's is someone else's after all. He had long wanted to try and create a true set of swordsmanship of his own.

Now is the opportunity.

"Let's take the true meaning of the wind as the basis, and the swordsmanship created in this way is highly consistent with the true meaning, and perhaps the power will be beyond imagination. ”

So far, Shi Xiaole's cultivated swordsmanship alone has reached an astonishing hundreds, including dozens of sets of second-rate swordsmanship. It can be said that his background is even deeper than that of many Venerable-level swordsmen.

Now these backgrounds have formed a storm of inspiration in his brain, and a large number of ideas are pouring out every moment.

Half a month.

One month.

Shi Xiaole is like a madman, and his sword moves are sometimes fierce, sometimes gentle, sometimes unfathomable, and sometimes childish and ridiculous. The sun rises and the moon sets, and the surrounding osmanthus flowers gradually fall to the ground and wither.

And his sword moves, from disorder to order, began to reveal a terrible taste.

On the second month.

"A light breeze through the court. ”

Shi Xiaole stabbed forward with a sword, and the sword qi was silent, and a big tree hugged by three people in front of him broke off from it, and the incision was as smooth as a mirror.

The concealment of this sword is impossible for most masters of the Longguan Realm to perceive, just like the name taken by Shi Xiaole, the breeze passes through the court and does not pronounce its sound.

The faint sword momentum suddenly became powerful without warning, and Shi Xiaole swept with a sword, and countless sword qi attacked in the shape of a thin needle. The lower part of the severed tree suddenly became a vertical honeycomb, and the sunlight poured in through the dense holes, reflecting the surface of the tree faintly transparent.

This move is called Wind and Rain Ruthless, and the sword qi is violently attacked in an instant, making the enemy unavoidable, and the lethality is so strong that it has to be above the light wind.

But the most terrifying thing is the third sword.

A sword was struck, Shi Xiaole and the sword in his hand were almost blurred, all of them were shrouded in a layer of white sword qi, boom, and the big tree in front of him disappeared in an instant, and even the sawdust couldn't be seen clearly.

This move is called Wind Sweeping Thunder, which means that the sword qi is strong, and even the thunder can be shattered. 8)