"What, you destroyed Master's sword and lost the family heirloom?"

In the living room of the guest room where Di Xiao lived in the side courtyard of the Mufu, five people sat in a circle around a round table, and on the table was the "broken snow" sword that was broken into five. Di Xiao had obviously not recovered from the blow of the broken sword, and ignored the words of the man in the egg-colored satin robe who was sitting next to him and asked questions, but just stared at the sword in a daze.

"Alas, Senior Brother Di, I know that this sword was given to you by Master, but the matter has come to this point, so I still have to find a way to see if I can take it from scratch. In any case, with so many brothers and sisters here, everyone will not sit idly by. ”

The man in the eggplant satin robe patted him on the shoulder, a look of sympathy.

"Senior Brother Duan is right, Senior Brother Di, you don't have to be sad, we all came out of 'Fengling Mountain', although I am not in the same hall as you, but if there is anything, we will definitely help you."

A man in white sitting across from him spoke, his face generous. Several other people also persuaded one after another, saying that they must share weal and woe.

Taking a deep breath, Di Xiao said in a low voice:

"Thank you for your kindness. This time, alas, it is ashamed to say. However, there is such a defeat, not because Di Mou's skills are not as good as others, but because that person has a peculiar blade, called a 'knife'......"

After a pause, seeing that everyone's attention was concentrated, he slowly continued:

"My 'Broken Snow' sword, although it is not a peerless sword, is also an extraterrestrial meteoric iron, with the addition of cold iron essence, and several other precious metals are cast by famous masters, it is extremely strong and sharpened like mud. However, now it has been cut like mud by other blades, and I can't imagine what kind of material it was made of, maybe only the legendary 'fairy weapon'......"

Speaking of this, he stopped and swept his eyes towards the crowd, only to hear the word "immortal weapon" exit, everyone's breath was suffocated, and a scorching color flashed in their eyes.

After a pause, letting everyone digest for a while, he continued:

"The lottery head he took out to bet on me was a whole 'pine smoke stone' weighing eight coins, and judging by his relaxed tone, there must be such a thing. ”

The words fell, and the room was silent, except for the sound of desperately suppressed heavy breathing. After a while, the senior brother surnamed Duan spoke:

"Senior Brother Di, what do you mean by these words, ......?"

"The revenge of the broken sword must be avenged, and the family heirloom must be recovered, except for these, I don't want anything else, as long as you can help me, you can share those things yourself. ”

Di Xiao resolutely said his purpose. Everyone looked at each other for a while, and reached a tacit understanding, but it was the senior brother who spoke:

"Okay, we'll help you!"

Di Xiao's face relaxed, showed a smile, and said:

"In this way, Di thanked everyone. I know that he will return to Kyoto in the near future ...... 'Lin'an Castle."

The voice was lowered, and it became inaudible.

......

Night, moon, rooftops.

"I'm leaving. ”

Li Changfeng sat on the roof tiles, and Mu Cuoyin sat next to him. Hearing him say this, she couldn't help breathing, and after a while, she asked faintly:

"That's it, you...... Don't you have anything to say?"

Li Changfeng raised his head to the sky, looked at the moon and said:

"Do you know a true cultivator, or an immortal cultivator, in short, do you know about this matter?"

Nodding, Mu Xiyin had no surprise on her face, and she said calmly:

"Qi cultivators are actually candidates for cultivators. Cultivating the truth requires qualifications, and those who don't have a spiritual root can't cultivate the truth, but there is no one in this world who has a spiritual root. Therefore, I don't know which ancestor came up with a way to create some exercises for ordinary people with talent to cultivate, and in the end, they can complete the spiritual root and ascend to immortality. Of course, this person who can practice Qi is not an ordinary person, it is said that only people who have a half-spirit root can do it. And gathering Qi practitioners to practice together and setting up a mountain gate in a country is originally the arrangement of the immortals, so as to facilitate their selection every ten years and lead those who have achieved cultivation into the immortal gate. ”

Li Changfeng was surprised, he didn't expect that the Qi Practitioner would be like this, and couldn't help asking:

"How do you do it by practicing Qi to replenish the spiritual root, what kind of exercises is it?"

Mu Xiyin glanced at him in surprise and said:

"You are also a qi practitioner, how can you not know the exercises. ”

Li Changfeng smiled faintly and said:

"You tell me first, and I'll tell you. ”

Mu Xiyin glanced at him, straightened a strand of hair that fell between his sideburns, and said:

"Master once told me that a cultivator has a spiritual root, which can directly lead the vitality into the body and open up the sea of qi, which is a cultivation from the inside out. However, qi refiners cannot introduce vitality into the body, so they can only start from the skin, flesh and blood, and bones, and then introduce vitality to quench the body, slowly change their physique, and finally they can open up a sea of qi and cultivate the truth. This method not only does it work with half the effort, but it is very painful when quenching the body, and in the end, less than half of the people who can succeed in the end......"

When she said this, her eyes were stunned, obviously thinking of something painful. Li Changfeng stretched out his hand, hesitated slightly, and gently patted her shoulder for comfort. Mu Xiyin trembled slightly, then pretended to be indifferent, and continued:

"Although it is troublesome and painful to practice qi in this way, it is said that once you succeed, you can reach the peak of the ninth layer of the Qi cultivation realm of a cultivator in a short period of time, and not only is the combat power stronger than that of ordinary cultivators in the same realm, but it is also faster and easier to build a foundation, which can be regarded as a kind of compensation, first bitter and then sweet. Qi practitioner and qi training period, even the name is similar, I think it also contains this meaning. ”

Li Changfeng had a sense of pleasure that he had gained a lot of knowledge, and he smiled and said:

"I see, however, even if the relationship between the Qi Cultivator and the cultivator is so close, it shouldn't be difficult to get some things like pills from the cultivator, so how can your third brother ......?"

Sighing lightly, Mu Xiyin shook her head and said:

"Immortals are different, even if a qi practitioner knows some things, it is even more difficult to get the things given by the immortals. Or maybe there is, but I've never seen one. ”

Nodding, Li Changfeng couldn't help but think secretly after listening to what he wanted to know: In this way, the sixth layer of Qi Cultivator and the sixth layer of Qi cultivation period of True Cultivator should be about the same. However, the cultivation resources of Qi cultivators are far less abundant than those of cultivators, so it is extremely difficult to cultivate......

After Mu Xiyin finished speaking, she waited for a while but didn't see Li Changfeng's voice, turned her head to look, and saw that he was in a thoughtful daze. Reaching out to push him, she said:

"What are you thinking? You haven't told me the beginning yet, tell me about it!"

Li Changfeng came back to his senses, turned his head and stared at Mu Xiyin's eyes, and said seriously:

"I want to tell you that I'm actually a cultivator. ”

Mu Xiyin was stunned, such a shocking news made her open mouth unable to close for a long time, digested for a moment, and she stammered:

"Repair...... Xiuzhen ...... Immortal cultivator, ...... you?"

Nodding, Li Changfeng suddenly said with a smile on his face:

"Is it necessary to be so surprised? Actually, you yourself are half a cultivator, aren't you, so we are actually fellow believers. ”

After settling down, Mu Xiyin thought about it, then nodded very seriously and said:

"Yes, we are like-minded people, not far apart. ”

The smile remained unchanged, Li Changfeng raised his hand and saluted, and said:

"Mu Daoyou, meeting is fate, I have a fate gift here, and I hope that Daoyou will smile. ”

As he spoke, he flipped his palm, and held a small jade bottle in his palm, which was the pill bottle that still contained the remaining "Huiyuan Dan".

Mu Xiyin looked at him suspiciously.

Li Changfeng nodded and said with a smile: "Immortal medicine." ”

Gasping, Mu Xiyin reached out to cover her mouth, her eyes staring at the jade bottle, her eyes full of incredulity.

Li Changfeng smiled slightly, stretched his hand forward, and said:

"It's yours, it's my gift to you, take it!"

Mu Xiyin suddenly trembled, she shrank back as if she had collapsed, and muttered in her mouth:

"No, I...... I can't ask for it...... This...... It's too precious!"

Li Changfeng sighed lightly, put the jade bottle on the tile surface, and said in a low voice:

"I'm leaving, it's a long and unpredictable road. Maybe we'll see you one day, maybe...... Who knows. Take care of everything!"

Mu Xiyin looked at his back as he jumped off the roof and disappeared, and suddenly tears rained down.