He Yi's mind kept moving forward in the fluorescent world, but everything his consciousness touched remained the same. After a long time, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Could it be that this is actually nothing to see?

Some people see life and death, some people see battle, some people see love and hate, some people see sword light, and some just see some abstract pictures. But he looked at it for so long, and what his mind touched was a glimmer of light that seemed to be eternal and unchanging. What is this?

At best, it's the primordial sword intent of the Xuan Lord, everything is ignorant, and when I think about it, isn't it that I haven't realized anything?

Consciousness wandered in the fluorescent world for a long, long time, and He Yi's original expectations and agitated mind gradually calmed down.

The sword stele is not to directly teach people swordsmanship and kendo, but to take "meaning" as the root, guiding the observer to dig out a style of his own, so the sword stele is not only a "sword" stele.

However, he could not see anything here except the glimmer of light he felt from the sword tablet when he closed his eyes. Don't say it's a sword, even if it's a stele, it's gone!

At first, he really thought that this was the primordial sword intent, because he was the primordial body, so he could see it. But after all this time, and the surroundings were still the same, he began to wonder a little. If this is the primordial sword intent, then why don't you feel anything except confusion? The sword tablet is a comprehension, although everyone sees something more or less different when observing, but fundamentally it is also something that they can perceive, and it is a little strange that he has nothing like this.

Perhaps, this is because he has no chance with the sword intent of the Xuan Lord.

After a long time to no avail, the time seemed to have passed for a long, long time, and in desperation, he had no choice but to withdraw all his thoughts and give up this enlightenment.

Consciousness returned to his body, and when he opened his eyes, the Silent Array lost its effect on him.

"Why is it so fast?" Lin Yanzhi on his side snorted, and the Closed Moon Sword floating behind him also tilted slightly, as if he was also very curious.

"How long have I been sitting?" asked He Yi rhetorically.

Seeing that there was a confused look on his face, Lin Yanzhi seemed to understand something, his expression was slightly disappointed, and he replied in a low voice: "Less than three minutes." ”

Three-minute ......

Why do I feel like months have passed!

It seems that it really has nothing to do with the sword tablet......

"Alas......" he sighed softly, stood up, and laughed at himself, "It seems that I can only use a knife for the rest of my life." Let's go......"

Lin Yanzhi nodded, didn't say anything, didn't mention the sword marks left, silently took him to fly down the cliff, and returned directly along the way up the mountain.

"It's not rewarding, but don't be too discouraged. The avenue is three thousand, and the sword tablet is just the way of the Xuan Lord, and it can't bring you feelings, just because the road is different. Xing Guo Shizun, Dongjun, Taishi, Taiyi Immortal Monarch and other predecessors in the Nine Sons Immortal Realm will have something in common with you. ”

He Yi knew that he was comforting himself, so he smiled and said: "It's nothing, forget it if you don't realize it." Life can be helpless, and the eldest relatives are despised. ”

"You've learned how to write crepe. King Ming chuckled.

"That's what I learned from you before. He Yi replied. He has always liked Pan An's poem, although he is not as handsome as Pan An.

When I came, I didn't go up the mountain slowly, but at this time, I walked back much faster. The two of them just went down to the mountainside, He Yi couldn't help but fly the word sword in his mind, and a thought in the depths of the sea that was covered by a mysterious power quietly surfaced for a moment, so he said: "Where do I seem to have heard someone say that those who use knives should be domineering, and you say that those who use swords, what path should they take?"

Is there too much difference between these swords, so that he can't get the slightest understanding of the sword tablet of the Xuan Lord?

Even if he was relaxed on the surface, he still had nothing to gain from his trip. Just ask the monks in the world, how many people are not eager to get some guidance from the legendary Xuan Lord?

Lin Yanzhi raised his eyebrows when he heard this, then frowned slightly, and asked in an old voice: "Who told you this? ”

The pace did not stop, and without waiting for He Yi to answer, he looked into the distance of the night, and said as he walked: "Between the universe, the avenue is endless, whether it is with a knife or a sword, it is just some external manifestations. The use of a knife can be domineering, or it can be the way of benevolence, the way of sainthood, the way of killing, and even the way of the five elements, the avenue of void, and the avenue of years. The same goes for swords, there is the sword of benevolence, there is the sword of evil, and there is the sword of ruthlessness. No matter how the sword is used, it actually depends on the person who holds the handle, and the Tao is the style of the person who makes the move. ”

He Yi frowned when he heard this.

It's not that he thinks what Lin Yanzhi said is wrong, on the contrary, he feels that what he said is too right! But why does he feel that in his heart, the sword and domineering should be one? This seems to be a belief that has taken root in the depths of his sea of consciousness and has become his unshakable creed!

But why is that? By the way, who told him that swordsmen should be domineering? When did this idea first appear? Why didn't he have any impression of it at all!

He Yi's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, twisted into a "Chuan" character, and his expression became complicated.

He couldn't remember when the word domineering was engraved in his mind, but he suddenly remembered that he would have only been able to use the wind and fire sword and sail in one hand, and he didn't have a very powerful three-style knife technique, and those three moves came very strangely!

In my impression, the three-style knife technique was comprehended after taking a boat in Meicheng. Thinking about it carefully, it seems that at that time, he had fought with a golden divine dragon of the Mysterious Realm!

But this is not reasonable!

Not to mention the Mysterious Realm, even if it is a golden dragon in the Qingming Realm, he may not be able to beat it, such an impression is too outrageous!

In the past, he always subconsciously ignored what happened when he comprehended the sword technique under the influence of mysterious powers, but this time he was stimulated by the sword tablet, and Lin Yanzhi's words hit his head, and he finally began to feel that the origin of his sword technique was a little strange.

"What's wrong with you?" Lin Yanzhi asked.

He Yimei didn't let go, and said puzzledly: "I feel...... I seem to have experienced something strange, but then I forgot about it. Strange, I was obviously very confused, but I didn't feel uneasy at all, as if I hadn't experienced anything. This is unreasonable, and with my character, I shouldn't be so reassuring. Or rather......"

Before they knew it, both of them had returned to the place where they were stationed at the foot of the mountain.

He Yi muttered to himself for a while, and suddenly felt that he was so stupid now, so he slapped the corner of his forehead and scolded himself: "Neurotic!" and then laughed.

The night was quiet, and his laughter was as clear as the rooster crow in the morning, and it spread far away.

However, the laughter only existed for a moment and then came to an abrupt end. He covered his mouth, stared at Lin Yanzhi beside him, and said to himself, "Am I very strange tonight?"

"It's not just weird! It's like you've fallen into an evil spirit! Stand still!"

Lin Yanzhi rarely became serious, and no matter what place this was, he immediately raised his right hand, covering He Yi's forehead, and continuously probed the vast king power like the starry sky of the universe into the latter's body.

Obviously, he sensed something abnormal from He Yi's sudden strange words!

King Ming closed his eyes, and his snow-white hair, which was simply pulled up, flew gently with the corners of his clothes, and the breath of everything around him suddenly quieted down, and even the Xun Eagle with a low belly and the fairy horse with a snort no longer made a sound.

There was silence all around, except for the air still flowing, forming a faint wind.

Although Lin Yanzhi is sick and weak, he is still an out-and-out king of the Mysterious Realm after all, and his strength is not at the same level as He Yi. When he probed his divine sense and mana into He Yi's body together, he immediately divided his mind into hundreds of strands, and began a meticulous exploration along the direction of the meridians and the extension of flesh and blood.

He Yi's primordial body gave him a great shock, but it didn't make him settle down.

With his vision, after listening to Fang Cai He Yi's words, how could he not see that this best friend was actually erased part of his memory by the strong!

If it was really the work of a strong man, he would naturally have to find out clearly in case of accidents.

Lin Yanzhi's divine consciousness wandered through He Yi's body for seven weeks, and he carefully examined it from the inside out, including the Unified God Seed and the Sea of Souls. But he was surprised to find that with his own cultivation, he couldn't find the slightest trace left by a strong person in this body. What he saw was a normal ascetic body!

Retracting his mana and thoughts, he narrowed his eyes slightly, thoughtful. And He Yi, who lost the shock of the king's power, also sobered up at the same time.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Lin Yanzhi didn't reply, but secretly thought: I can't see the clue with my cultivation, but I'm afraid that the person who made the shot is at least a powerful person at the level of the high priest. There were no masters of this realm among the people he had met, and even if there were, there was no reason to erase his memories for no reason. In this way, the only person left to do it is ......

Looking at He Yi's performance, what he experienced should be related to domineering and knife skills, but that kind of narrow-mindedness is a bit inconsistent with the demeanor of that master. However, since she bypassed He Yi's life and seemed to have pointed out something, then the kindness was obvious. In this case, I don't have to worry about it and pursue it, and just let it be.

"Yanzhi, hey?"

"Master, what's wrong with you? Haven't you been in a mess for a long time......

He Yi and Xiao Yue's voices woke up the contemplative Ming King. He smiled faintly, raised his hand and wanted to pat He Yi's shoulder, but thinking of his physical condition, he immediately gave up. I only heard him speak in a calm tone, and said: "It's nothing, I found that you are already very close to the Qingming Realm, cultivate well, maybe there is still a chance to step into the Yin and Yang Realm before going to the Hunkun Realm." ”

By the time he finished speaking, he was already sitting on top of the immortal chariot, and the Closed Moon Sword also flew down beside him.

Aren't you looking to see if I'm evil? What are you doing with this headless brain?

He Yi felt deeply strange and shouted, "Hey, am I okay?"

He felt that his performance just now was very abnormal, it was like sleepwalking!

King Ming Lang on the immortal chariot smiled and replied: "It's okay, it's okay, although some strange things have happened, but it is only good for you, you just put your heart in your stomach and follow me to the Wuwei camp with peace of mind." ”

Go to the Wuwei Battalion......

Well, that's the real destination for tonight.

The dragon pony groaned softly, dragged the fairy chariot into the air, and flew due east.

He Yi sighed and jumped lightly on his immortal chariot.

Since Lord Ming said it was okay, then leave it alone.

The core of the Wuwei Camp is the legendary Nine Heavens Dao Pavilion......

[Tomorrow's double watch, one chapter at noon and one in the evening]