Lin Yanzhi handed over the letter written by He Yi to Lori to his subordinates, ordered it to be sent to the snowy Hanging Mountain urgently, and then took He Yi out of the house.

The sword tablet is not in the palace, nor in the inner city, but in a mountain to the east of the outer city.

King Ming and He Yi walked side by side, with the blue moon sword floating behind them, and the two of them arrived outside the door after a while. At the gate of the palace, there were already two dragon foals waiting for the sky, and the two of them each got on a fairy chariot, and then the psychic dragon foal kicked its hooves and flew straight to the southeast.

Some of the restrictions in Infinite City are useless to the kings and magnates. The law is always more lenient for the strong, as long as it does not violate the bottom line, the king has the treatment of the king.

He Yi followed his friends to enjoy the pleasure of flying high in the Xuandu, and at the same time, he also knew for the first time that the dragon horse flying in the sky was so cool to ride. This immortal chariot not only carves dragons and painted phoenixes, and the fairy aura rises, but also has several formations to isolate the wind and rain and dew, and lock the incense burning on the chariot. When flying, the people in the chariot seemed to be in a flat garden, with a faint smell of strange incense on the tip of their noses, and there was no galloping wind on their sides.

If I remember correctly, renting a flying chariot pulled by a dragon foal requires a rent of three thousand taels of silver per day, and the price of three thousand taels is about the same as a high-quality spiritual treasure, which is not inexpensive. However, although the rent is expensive, it is also worth the money. The dragon horse itself is an immortal beast that is good at flying, and with the blessing of the immortal formation, once it runs at full speed, even the master of the peak of the Yin and Yang Realm may not be able to catch up.

Sitting on the chariot, He Yi looked north, and the messenger of the Ming Palace's mansion was like thunder, disappearing into the north of the night.

The messenger, like the dragon colt, is also a speed specialty, and in perhaps two or three days he will arrive in the snow and deliver the letter to the little girl.

I don't know what kind of expression the girl will have when she receives his letter, maybe she doesn't believe it, after all, it's just handwritten words, not as fake as Miyin Yujian.

From the inner city to the Xuanjian Mountain, where the sword monument is located, it is only three thousand miles in a straight line, and it will soon arrive at the speed of a dragon horse.

In the outer city, the restrictions on flying are lighter, and all immortals can ride in the air. Therefore, in the night, you can often see all kinds of cars flying high or low in the vast outer city area, like a little star, dotting the night sky.

He Yi looked down at Xuandu from the air, and when he saw that the changes in the surrounding still life had slowed down, the double dragon horse in front of the car had already landed and stopped.

Here is the foot of a continuous group of mountains, Xian Yuan is and the rest of the horses, land fairy cars and other cars parked in Zhumaping, a mud and stone mountain road winds into the mountain from Zhuma, some people on the mountain road to catch up, and some people are about to come down.

Seeing the two dragon foals flying together, more than a dozen people near and far were all surprised, but apart from surprise, there was no other performance. He Yi didn't know that in fact, the best car of King Ming was the white dragon incense car, and the dragon horse flying in the sky was purely for low-key.

"It's still five miles into the mountain from here, so let's talk as we go. The White King got out of the car, and the sword of his succubus floated two feet behind him, the tip of the sword pointed at the ground, emitting a soft blue light.

He Yi nodded, and walked with him on the mountain road that was not very wide.

"The sword tablet of the Xuan Lord contains all the insights of his enlightenment, including not only the truth of the sword, but also the perceptions of the common people, reincarnation, cause and effect, and other avenues. The name of the Xuan Lord shocked the universe, in addition to his name as a sword immortal, it was the four great sword intents and the three great dao techniques that he carried. ”

The two of them are like ordinary mountaineering distractions, walking neither fast nor slow.

"The four great sword intents, the three great dao techniques......" He Yi couldn't help but be curious when he heard it, so he asked, "What are the four great sword intents?"

The Xuan Lord's sword immortal is famous, but almost all those who have lived in the immeasurable land for a long time and have achieved cultivation are almost all familiar with it, but He Yi, the ascended one, is an exception.

Lin Yanzhi explained: "The sword of the Xuan Lord does not care about 'power' or 'Tao', but in 'meaning'. The four meanings of the sword immortals, one is annihilation, the second is ruthlessness, the third is the common people, and the latter is the beginning. When Lord Xuan defeated the Nine Ladies back then, he used the sword intent of adhering to the ambition of the common people, and at the beginning, it was the epiphany at the moment when he entered the period of enlightenment. As for Taoism, it is inconvenient to mention it here. ”

Annihilation, despair, life, primordial.

Is it true that the realm of "will" is already higher than that of "Dao"? Or is "will" actually a stronger product of the combination of "power and Tao" plus one's own mind?

While He Yi was thinking about it, Lin Yanzhi said again: "Since Lord Xuan became enlightened, there has been no one in the Supreme Immortal Realm who calls himself a Sword Immortal. That sword tablet was left three hundred years ago, and in these three hundred years, there are not many people who have realized extraordinary sword moves and other spells from it, and even me and a master of the Mysterious Realm who is regarded as a 'Sword Saint' have also benefited a lot. ”

Juggernaut, Sword Immortal......

The level between these names, He Yishi doesn't know how to judge. However, he was curious: "I remember that when you were in Taigu City, you had already created a three-style sword move, and now you have comprehended the sword tablet, and your cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, how many swords are there?"

Lin Yanzhi stretched out a slap and five fingers.

"A promise of a thousand gold, a disgraced soul, and a life that should not be extinguished, are all my kendo insights in the mountain and sea world. In the Wuliang Mountain, I observed the boundless sacred mountain and stones, and realized the fourth form of the sword - the Heavenly Instructions. Later, in front of the Xuanzhu Sword Monument, I realized the fifth type - Heavenly Dao Co-Prosperity. After explaining, he smiled helplessly, and said: "Although there are more moves than the Xuan Lord, the realm is really far behind, even if the five swords are combined, they can't catch up with the Xuan Lord's half-cut annihilation sword light." ”

"Cultivation is two realms behind, if you can surpass the Xuan Lord, then it would be strange. He Yi said.

But then again, this guy seems to have stepped on other people's faces all the way up since he was a child......

Walking all the way up the mountain road, there seemed to be no one who knew the Ming King among the people I met, but just gave way to each other, and there was no familiar greeting and conversation.

King Ming's low-key can be seen from this.

This mountain is not high, but the sitting range is not small, when the mountain road changes from uphill to straight forward, at the end of the low peaks that stand on the left and right like followers, you can already see the legendary sword monument.

The Xuanzhu Sword Tablet, which is divine and can bring people insights, is just an ordinary big stone on the outside. It is located in the valley surrounded by six mountains, shaped like a finger, three zhang high, less than one zhang wide, the whole body is gray stone color, the surface is rough, there are a large number of convex concaves, and it is also covered with large and small sword marks.

On the ground of the mountains and valleys, and even on the stones in the streams, hundreds of people stood or sit, all striking their hearts and minds on the stone tablets like the fingers of giants, eager to see a trace of the artistic conception of the Lord.

Even if it is only one billionth of the sword immortal avenue in the sword stele, it is enough to make the Vientiane monks soar and soar, and the Yin and Yang Realm Heavenly Immortals will reach a higher level!

Lin Yanzhi and He Yi walked in slowly, their steps so slight that they barely brought the slightest movement.

Pointing at the sword stele, Lin Yanzhi said: "This stone stele is hard and abnormal, it will not be destroyed at all, only the perception of the sword stele can leave traces on it." You look at the sword scratches above, those are left by the predecessors of the past generations, and the deeper the perception of each person, the more obvious the traces will be. The slightest is mostly left by the immortals of the Yin and Yang Realm, and most of the Yingqi nicks are created by the Life and Death Realm, and the most conspicuous one is left by the predecessors of the Sword Saint. The level of cultivation and the depth of understanding are sometimes closely related to each other. ”

After all, people with good understanding are almost never too weak.

He Yi stared at it, and saw countless scars the size of fingernails on the sword stele, the larger ones were relatively few, and the ones that were more than a foot long were less than a thousand. All the traces were scattered on the sword tablet irregularly, intertwined and overlapped with each other, and the surface of the stone tablet had already been scarred and the body was incomplete. And the most conspicuous sword mark that Lin Yanzhi said was one zhang long, extending from the left side of the stone tablet to the right side, and the depth was more than two inches! That sword alone was even deeper than all the other sword marks combined!

"What about you?" he asked King Ming, who was a master of the sword.

Lin Yanzhi replied: "I was still crazy at the time, and after I realized something, I was taken away by Xuanyi, and I didn't leave a sword mark. I've just gone crazy tonight, and I won't have a seizure anytime soon, but I can try it. ”

If you make a move, I'm afraid that the sword tablet will have another deep trace, right?

There were a lot of people on the surrounding hills, but there were still a lot of empty places, Lin Yanzhi glanced at it, and took He Yi to a cliff along the mountain. The two of them had just landed, but they saw a white-haired old man on the opposite hill suddenly get up, swing out a dazzling purple sword qi, and slash the stone stele!

This sword is about the power of the Qingming Realm Heavenly Immortals. But the strange thing is that after the sword qi hit the stone stele, it didn't cause any turmoil, and even the slightest breath escaped in the air, it was like a mud cow entering the sea!

"Less than two centimeters of traces, the perception is minimal. Although he couldn't see it on the other side, King Ming obviously knew the consequences of that sword. After commenting, he turned his head to He Yi and said: "There is a silent grand array here, don't worry about being disturbed, you feel the sword tablet with your heart, and see if you can understand something from it." I protect the Dharma for you. ”

If there is no mental transformation, the sword tablet usually only needs to be seen once in his life, and he is only here for He Yi, and he does not plan to comprehend the sword intent of the Xuan Lord again.

He Yi hummed, sat down cross-legged on the flat part of the cliff, closed his eyes, condensed his thoughts into a strand, and probed towards the stone tablet a hundred zhang away.

Under the influence of the Silent Array, when he closed his eyes, the people and voices around him suddenly disappeared from the range of perception, as if he was the only one left between heaven and earth, and the finger-shaped stone tablet that shimmered in the darkness.

Strange formations, mysterious sword tablets. Between the Xuanjian Mountains where the Xuan Lord taught the way of the sword, hundreds of people and demons were all concentrating and trying to comprehend the sword intent of the first sword immortal in the universe.

He Yi's mind can only be separated from the body for dozens of zhang, but here, his mind can glimpse things a hundred zhang away. The scarred stone, like a firelight in the night, drew his consciousness past little by little, until he entered the faintly glowing world.

It was a world of nothingness, and there was nothing visible between heaven and earth except for the glimmer of fire.

He Yi felt as if he was in a dream, because he couldn't perceive his body. In this world with only a glimmer of light, he didn't know what he should do, where the sword was, and where the intention was.

He controlled his mind and floated up in the firefly world, flying forward. Maybe this is a road, this is just the starting point, the sword intent, and it is still far away.

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