Sword intent is the foundation of sword cultivation and an extension of the heart, this sword intent is so gorgeous, so condensed, so dazzling, in short, it can be described in many beautiful words. This extraordinariness represents its strength, and even though he has never met the monk who emitted this sword intent, he can still feel his peerless demeanor.

Tang Yi didn't panic, and he didn't take any moves, just watched quietly, this sword intent was only pure but not murderous.

The streamer flashed from the sky to the front in an instant, and it turned into nothingness without a trace of waves, and there was no trace of what had ever existed, but Tang Yi had an extra letter in his hand.

"On the seventh day of the seventh month of July, Biluo talked about it, and I hope that Tang Zhenren will come. "Paper is the most ordinary rice paper, ink is the most ordinary pine smoke ink, but the handwriting is full of spirituality, mild and awe-inspiring, this intricate feeling, both real and false, is the embodiment of the extreme cleverness. What can make Tang Yidu feel extremely good, there is no one else in the Biluo Sword Sect except Cheng Xiaoxian!

The calligraphy is excellent, this is the first thought that Tang Yi flashed, he practiced the art of spiritual words, and the calligraphy of one hand is also considered to be everyone, so he is quite interested in the font, aside from the sword intent, the glyph is staggered, the size is good, the lines change clearly, the last "Lin" word is slightly oblique, and there is harmony hidden in the abruptness.

Looking at this proud font, it seems to be composed of a sharp long sword, and this kind of pen power is enough to last for centuries in the mortal world.

If ordinary people learn about Tang Yi's flash of thought, they are afraid that they will be speechless, putting aside the glorious identity of the master of calligraphy, and relying on this condensed and undispersed sword intent alone, it will make the monks of the world look up. Cheng Xiaoxian's sword intent was the ultimate in Tang Yi's opinion, but this kind of extreme could be seen through after all, and he had witnessed a more powerful sword intent, but the sword intent that pierced the bronze arm made Tang Yi only scratch some fur so far.

The Biluo Sword Sect's approach seemed unexpected, and it was reasonable to think about it, Tang Yi originally thought that they would come to entangle, but he didn't expect to solve it in this way.

The monk's heart is already wise, not to mention that he is also successful, even if the sword cultivator is cold and arrogant, he is not dull, and he can naturally figure out the joints. Cheng Xiao was the Dinghai Divine Needle of the Biluo Sword Sect first, and he couldn't and wouldn't make a move on a monk who returned the Dan to the second turn, otherwise he would lose his dignity. And decency is particularly important for a sect, if others make a move, they may not be able to win Tang Yi, so they chose a more secure way.

This time, I don't know who else is involved, I think it should be the top monk in the world. Tang Yi is self-aware, even if he is brilliant, he will not let the Biluo Sword Sect hold this grand event for him, unless he is truly beyond the world.

Tang Yi didn't know what was going on, how did Cheng Xiaoxian's sword intent find himself? If he said that the sword intent was condensed but not dispersed, he believed that Cheng Xiaoxian had that kind of ability, and it was absolutely impossible to perceive his existence even though he was separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, after all, he was not a primordial god. Since he didn't understand, he was interested, so Tang Yi would go.

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Tang Yi is not familiar with this world, so he naturally doesn't know where the Biluo Sword Sect is, but fortunately, the letter has a breath, and it is easy to find it. The road is a little far, but the time is still sufficient, and Tang Yizi is not in a hurry to play.

The mountains in the dark night are silent and lively, the surrounding stream is flowing gently, mixed with intermittent insect chirping, the breeze gently blows the leaves, and also caresses Tang Yi's face, which feels very comfortable. Tang Yi didn't deliberately avoid the breeze, just as he didn't deliberately avoid the dirt under his feet, he liked this down-to-earth feeling more and more, and enjoyed the experience of contacting all things more and more, of course, he still wouldn't let the dirt attach to his body, after all, he was still a bit of a cleanliness person.

The starlight in the sky was a little dim, and it could not penetrate the dense forest, but there was a bright place ahead. It was the top of the mountain, and there was a manor on the top, although the area was not large, but it was very exquisite, and it tried to exude its own light towards the night.

Tang Yi stopped suddenly, living in such a deserted and deep mountain may be a hidden master, but Tang Yi has no interest in getting acquainted with masters, let alone disturbing other people's habit of cultivation, so this is not the reason why Tang Yi stopped. But in this tranquility, in the mountains and forests under the moonlight, a figure quietly appeared, dressed in a light-colored robe, set off the deep eyes, showing gentleness and elegance. Su Su is like the wind of Panasonic, and Gao and Xu are the most suitable to describe this person.

This is the second time Tang Yi has seen Zhou Congwen, he is still so elegant and humble: "I have seen Brother Tang." ”

"Brother Zhou, don't come here unharmed, I don't know how we met here?" Tang Yi was also calm, he hadn't seen him for many days, and the aura on Zhou Congwen's body was a little more elegant.

"Today, I suddenly feel that the purple qi is coming from the east, and there will be nobles here, who have come to visit, but I didn't expect it to be Brother Tang, and I am very happy. Zhou Congwen smiled, as if he had met an old friend.

The purple qi is fake, and the perception that someone is true so far, no matter what, this week's divine thoughts are unique.

Although Tang Yi was smiling, he was secretly a little wary: "Such a coincidence, could it be that Brother Zhou couldn't enjoy the scenery nearby before?" This person is quite mysterious, so he naturally has to be wary.

Zhou Congwen looked apologetic: "It's the negligence of the junior brother, since Brother Tang helped him get out of the big trouble, he has been cultivating here." ”

"I see, Brother Zhou is really elegant. ”

In this Qing cultivation, the manor on the mountain is naturally Zhou Congwen's, and he never thought that this person would not go to other sects to lurk.

Zhou Congwen warmly invited Tang Yi Manor to sit down, Tang Yi did not refuse, after all, it was also an "old friend", and Tang Yi was still a little interested in this magic method.

This mountain is not too high, and the road to the manor is also thoughtfully repaired with stone steps, stepping on the bluestone slab, and the two of them are useless, so they climb slowly.