The next day, a light rain fell from the gloomy sky, and the temperature became slightly cooler. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Chen Xiaomo walked towards the main hall on the peak, and asked me to do the task, how can I do it if I don't give me a weapon. Qingyunzi looked at Chen Xiaomo's palms and didn't know what to do, Chen Xiaomo: "People are so beautiful, why do you have two brains, I don't know if I want a sword."

Chen Xiaomo: "Master, you want to go to Fengze Villa to catch ghosts, right?" ”

Qingyunzi: "You don't talk nonsense, go quickly, you will arrive within a month." Chen Xiaomo: "Then you still don't give me a good sword, what if I encounter some powerful characters along the way who can't take advantage of the weapon, and my only ironwood sword is still given to me by the senior brother, and it's not yet." ”

Qingyunzi finally knew what Chen Xiaomo meant by spreading out his palms, it turned out that he was here to rip off the bamboo.

A small silver sword flew out of Qingyunzi's hand, "This flying sword is a flying sword obtained when the master was building the foundation, called the Cold Light Sword" Chen Xiaomo knew at a glance that it was much more powerful than the ironwood sword, and it was also a real flying sword, but he still lacked a long sword, Chen Xiaomo took the cold light sword and continued to look at Qingyunzi pitifully.

Master, I still need a long sword, after all, I am learning swordsmanship, how can I do it without a sword in my hand.

Qingyunzi: ............

...... Chen Xiaomo walked out of the mountain gate, with an extra Qingfeng in his hand, it turned out that Fengze Villa was not seriously haunted, and there were no casualties, so it didn't matter if he arrived late, and I, Chen Xiaomo, would have to do good deeds along the way to earn merit.

In the city below the mountain, Chen Xiaomo bought the necessities, and also took some silver taels from Zhou Tong, he didn't go to borrow the spirit beast of the master to do the task, but walked.

Because this can make him have more experience of the gentleman's journey.

But...... It's only been more than ten miles for so long, this is tired, what am I pretending to be 13, Chen Xiaomo sat on a stone on the side of the road. Chen Xiaomo looked at his watch, and suddenly was overjoyed, and he had a ...... Come out! Summoning the Beast ...... Blue-eyed Tiger......

A giant tiger appeared, with snow-white fur, turquoise pupils, and a mighty momentum...... Aggrieved expression.

Xiao Cang, isn't it just a sitting meeting, what does it matter.

"You...... If you want me to fly there on your back, it's okay. But you can walk like a horse. What do you want to do?"

Chen Xiaomo didn't care about the blue-eyed tiger, sang songs, and hurried to the road......

Cloudtown

Anyone who has been here knows that this place is surrounded by mountains, and the foot of the mountain is home to one poor but beautiful village after another. After getting off the avenue, the mountain road is not so easy to walk, undulating, the ditch and rocks are thick, the mountain peaks show irregular shapes, and the strange rocks on the roadside are craggy and some look like rare and exotic beasts.

In this irregularity, the people along the road repeat the dance of life that is made at sunrise and rests at sunset. The blue-eyed tiger was full of energy as a Jindan monster, and by noon it had already passed through the mountain peak in front of Cloud Town.

After five or six peaks in a row, because it was still early, Chen Xiaomo did not rest in Cloud Town and continued to hurry.

Chen Xiaomo rode the blue-eyed tiger and rested at the foot of a mountain with a stream. The weather here is not very good, and dark clouds are approaching. The river was covered with hay, and in the distance there was a shepherd boy leading a big yellow dog to drive the sheep home for lunch. The big yellow dog barked happily behind the sheep, and the sheep that had eaten enough of the withered grass shook their bellies, and in this cold winter land, they followed the little master home with satisfaction.

The shepherd boy saw Chen Xiaomo riding a tiger. He didn't panic, but ran over, but he didn't dare to approach when he saw the blue-eyed tiger.

Chen Xiaomo looked at the shepherd boy and took out a fruit for the shepherd boy, who took the fruit and smiled at Chen Xiaomo to show his white teeth.

Chen Xiaomo got down from the blue-eyed tiger, and Chen Xiaomo could see that the shepherd boy didn't come here just because he was curious and envious of him.

The shepherd boy looked at Chen Xiaomo: "Brother Fairy, can I touch your big tiger?" Chen Xiaomo took out the food from the storage bag, looked at the blue-eyed tiger, and said to the shepherd boy gently: "Touch it, it won't hurt you." Looking at the shepherd boy cattle, Chen Xiaomo thought to himself if he should ask the way, come to a "borrow where the restaurant is, the shepherd boy refers to Xinghua Village".

It was almost dark, the shepherd boy sat on the ox, and cordially invited Chen Xiaomo to spend the night at his house, Chen Xiaomo nodded, he had not seen the life of the people at this time.

Sitting on the blue-eyed tiger and following the shepherd boy for seven or eight miles, there was no one in sight, and there was still no village to be seen. I don't know how a child dares to herd sheep alone in such a distant place. Before I knew it, the remnant sun had fallen into the West Mountain, burning the mountain beams as red as fire, and the dark clouds were also burned and changed color. Looking around, the mountains are heavy, and there is no breath of life in sight, only a mountain road spreads ahead, disappearing into the distance.

The shepherd boy finally couldn't help but speak to Chen Xiaomo: "Chen Xiaomo has always known that he wants to speak and stop, and he is very curious about what he wants to say, whether he wants to say that he also wants to learn the immortal law." ”

Big brother of the fairy, you save our village, our village is occupied by monsters.

The monster wants us to graze for him, and he eats the people of our village at every turn. My father was also killed for resisting the villagers, and he asked me to go to a far away place alone to herd sheep, and if I ran away, he would eat my mother and my sister.

Chen Xiaomo was stunned, this was the foot of the Qingyun Sword Sect, less than a hundred miles away from the sect, and there were actually monsters wreaking havoc.

I'll go with you, Chen Xiaomo followed behind the shepherd boy, and he asked the blue-eyed tiger to guard secretly to avoid startling the snake.

The shepherd boy told Chen Xiaomo not to worry, this place is still far from their village, and they have to spend the night on the mountain. Although the shepherd boy has not expressed anything. But Chen Xiaomo saw the hatred in his eyes, which was the hatred of the monster.

Chen Xiaomo and the shepherd boy rode on the ox, looked around, the mountains were heavy, and saw that there seemed to be a small house at the foot of the mountain about fifty meters away on the left side of the mountain road, so they got off the horse, led the ox down the mountain road, and walked along an almost invisible path to the small house. Approaching, it can be seen that the house seems to be a simple house for mountain hunters to rest temporarily, and the main materials are wood and thatch.

The shepherd boy tied up the sheep and entered the small house with Chen Xiaomo again.

Chen Xiaomo didn't comfort the shepherd boy, because he wouldn't listen, and Chen Xiaomo learned from the shepherd boy's mouth that his name was Ye Qingyi.

The living utensils in the small house are quite complete, there is a hanging ring iron pot and firewood, rice, oil and salt, Ye Qingyi also borrowed it temporarily, picked up some firewood and hay from the outside, and took the iron pot to the stream not far behind the house, cleaned the iron pot with stream water, and then took an iron pot with cold stream water and carried it into the shantytown. Rice, fire, cooking, fragrant millet porridge, cucumber side dishes of Ye Qingyi, after a day of travel, it is simply enjoyable. Chen Xiaomo looked at Ye Qingyi and asked him if he was willing to learn swords. Ye Qingyi looked at Chen Xiaomo in astonishment and nodded ecstatically. Immediately, after eating and drinking, he poured the remaining millet porridge into a basin, and then brought it to the scalper, and let him drink some hot water as well.

Chen Xiaomo looked at Ye Qingyi, what he taught Ye Qingyi was a set of basic swordsmanship in the Qingyun Sword Sect, or any Sword Learning Sect.

Chen Xiaomo said to Ye Qingyi: Chop, chop, stab, sweep, pick each action 10,000 times You can be regarded as a first-class master, although you can't deal with monsters, but you can protect yourself most of the time.

Ye Qingyi practiced meticulously. Chen Xiaomo looked at Ye Qingyi and thought that perseverance was good. You can't do it yourself.

Chen Xiaomo disappeared into the night, why didn't he practice the Pure Yang Sword Technique in front of Ye Qingyi, after all, the heart of defense is indispensable.

Ye Qingyi sat in front of the fire, holding a picture album, which was the sixteen-style sword book of the basic swordsmanship given to him by Chen Xiaomo, and he looked at it with relish through the firelight. The firewood made a crackling sound, and the warm temperature hit, which made Ye Qingyi snort unconsciously and comfortably, changed a comfortable posture, and continued to read the sword score. After adding firewood twice, Ye Qingyi was ready to rest, and moved the straw near the fire far away, and the firewood was also moved far away, eliminating potential safety hazards, and then went to bed. Lying on the bed, facing the window, you can see the outside of the window. Dark clouds cover the moon, and there are no traces, and I can't say how lonely it is.

In the early morning of the second day, before it was dark, Ye Qingyi woke up from his sleep. Last night, I dreamed that I had cultivated a peerless swordsmanship, killed a monster, and woke up to realize that I was so weak, the gap was so big, and I was so lonely. Last night's firewood had been extinguished, the north wind was howling, and the wind in the shanty was echoing, making Ye Qingyi shiver involuntarily, hurriedly dressed and got out of bed, and packed up the bedding.

He went out and saw Chen Xiaomo, Chen Xiaomo also looked at him, and handed Ye Qingyi a piece of barbecue.

Soon they were on their way......