"I'm here for your own good, isn't it too ostentatious for you to stay outside like this?

In fact, I am very talented, and my future achievements can be said to be limitless. ”

Gu Yuan sat in a tent, looking at the Qingfeng Sword hovering over his eyebrows, revealing a harmless smile from humans and animals.

The Qingfeng Sword did not make a sound, and the wind wrapped around the sword body swung rapidly.

"People can't be resurrected after death, even if they die husband, there are still people who remarry, you are still young, you have to face the new life in the future. ”

As soon as these words came out, the Qingfeng Sword shook violently, and it stepped forward a few inches, and the tip of the sword was close to Gu Yuan's eyebrows, and a drop of blood oozed out.

"If you have something to say, you have something to say. Gu Yuan raised his hands, made a surrender, and muttered: "If you don't agree with each other, you will fight and kill, I think you are also with Mr. Rong, you must be more reasonable in everything, don't roll up your sleeves and beat people at every turn like a country man, how insulting it is." ”

The Qingfeng Sword moved forward again, and Gu Yuan felt that his skin and flesh were torn apart by the sword qi, and the tip of the sword touched his forehead.

Immediately afterwards, the Qingfeng Sword turned around, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, carving a vigorous and powerful word "roll" on the ground.

"...... the"

A fierce sword aura suddenly burst out from the Qingfeng Sword, and the tip of the sword pointed at Gu Yuan's eyebrows again, Gu Yuan had no doubt that as long as he said one more word, this flying sword that was not under his control would penetrate his body mercilessly.

Gu Yuan made a bitter face, sighed deeply, got up from the ground, and walked out of the tent in a gray manner.

After Rong Cuilan turned into dust, he confronted the Qingfeng Sword for several hours, but he was never able to persuade it to become his natal weapon, and there was still a long way to go......

"How's that?" Liu Wencheng smiled gloatingly, "Is it done?"

Gu Yuan beckoned to Liu Wencheng with a smile, "You come, I'll tell you." ”

Liu Wencheng did not advance but retreated, and the smile on his face was even more annoying, "Don't." ”

Gu Yuan's body roared, and instantly flashed behind Liu Wencheng, kicking him into the tent, "I'll fuck you." ”

Liu Wencheng gnawed his mouth full of mud, and then listened to Gu Yuan's scolding outside, "A small sword strip dares to play music with Lao Tzu and your mother." ”

The Qingfeng Sword flew out in a rage like a human, dragging a long comet tail out of the air, and with the determination to kill, it instantly attacked Gu Yuan's body.

Gu Yuan's face was not panicked, but he shouted very seriously: "The little flying sword dares to make a mistake in front of me!"

With that, with a flick of his sleeves, a gentle breeze blew towards the flying sword that shot at him.

The Qingfeng Sword roared in the wind, and the wind that wrapped around the sword body collapsed, and cracks snaked and swam on the transparent sword's body.

Carried by the wind, the Qingfeng Sword was embedded in a hundred-zhang high mountain peak, and in just a few breaths, the mountain peak collapsed, the mountain stones were crushed into powder, and the ground was raised dozens of zhang.

Qingfeng Sword was lying on the ground with a great loss of spirituality, unable to recover its vitality for a long time, this time was the best time to subdue it, but Gu Yuan glanced at it and ignored it.

"If you don't look down on me, I don't look down on you. Gu Yuan pouted, turned around and left.

Liu Wencheng looked at Gu Yuan dumbfounded, and said, "You just used up a breeze because of this little thing?"

"How's that?

"Don't dare, don't dare, admire, admire. ”

Gu Yuan snorted, and suddenly felt the wind behind his head again, and the Qingfeng Sword flew crookedly, with a great intention of not giving up until Gu Yuan was killed.

The big sleeves swayed again, Gu Yuan looked coldly at the swept Qingfeng Sword, without spitting out a word, with a cold expression.

The Qingfeng Sword had a pause, and after flying forward for some distance, it stopped.

"If you want to go with Mr. Rong, I can help you. ”

Qingfeng Sword whimpered a few times, and the tip of the sword clicked three times at Gu Yuan, flying over without a trace of murderous aura, but just when it wanted to plunge headlong into Gu Yuan's Dan Mansion, it was dragged out by Gu Yuan.

"Who do you think I am?" Gu Yuan, who grabbed the hilt of the sword, threw the Qingfeng Sword far away, and said, "What has no face and no skin, you are also worthy of being Lao Tzu's natal sword?"

In fact, there is another reason why Rong Cuilan has not used a sword for a long time, that is, after the Qingfeng Sword gave birth to the sword spirit, he walked on the opposite path with him, and he always had the feeling that the sword spirit of the Qingfeng Sword was very similar to an old oilman who saw the wind and steered the rudder.

It is said that the will of the sword spirit is deeply influenced by the master, more precisely, the sword spirit is the manifestation of the monk's will, which makes Rong Cuilan doubt himself all the time, is he a person like the sword spirit deep in his heart?

Not long before the world, Rong Cuilan originally planned to destroy the Qingfeng Sword, but after his death, the Qingfeng Sword was unrestrained, and after a long time, there was a chance that it would harm the world. There are many examples of this, and there are even monks who leave their natal weapons to their descendants, and later the whole door is destroyed.

With Rong Cuilan's temperament, of course he would not allow this kind of thing to happen, and the reason why he changed his mind to leave the Qingfeng Sword to Gu Yuan later was because he felt that Gu Yuan's temperament was very similar to the Sword Spirit......

Rong Cuilan's last silent sentence was always recalled in Gu Yuan's mind, and there were only four words - let go.

Gu Yuan pondered and pondered, and then used a breeze indifferently. But Rong Cuilan's meaning is obviously to let him boldly break through in southern Xinjiang, don't be timid.

After the Qingfeng Sword was thrown out, the sword qi suddenly burst out, and then disappeared in an instant.

It was a little deflated, if Gu Yuan released another breeze, then there was no doubt that its body would shatter, and even its will would disappear together.

From the perspective of taking care of the original character, as long as it has a little murderous intent, it will immediately suffer a blow of broken bones, and this person can't be looked at with common sense at all.

It had met all kinds of people in Lanxiang Academy, but there had never been one like Gu Yuan.

And the sword spirit hidden in the Qingfeng Sword didn't know that Gu Yuan always had shit luck every time he came.

"My lord, there are formation fluctuations nearby!"

Zhang Daoguang shouted loudly.

"Huh?" Gu Yuan was a little surprised, why were there so many coincidences around him?

Could he really be a man of good luck?

Born with luck?

Walking to the place where Zhang Daoguang was, he saw that after the mountain peak collapsed, a dark purple air cover appeared on the ground, and the light was circulating erratically, flickering violently, and there were signs of collapse at any time.

"I should have been hit by sword qi. Zhang Daoguang pursed his lips and said, "I should be able to break this formation." ”

Seeing the inside of the formation from the outside, Gu Yuan said, "Do you recognize what kind of formation this is?"

Zhang Daoguang shook his head, but immediately smiled confidently: "I'll know soon." ”

Took out a piece of rune paper that emitted gray light from his sleeve, and this dragon elephant rune inexplicably gave people a sense of heaviness.

"This talisman is called Entering the Formation, which can integrate my divine consciousness into the formation, so as to find a way to break the formation. ”