Ye Yishu and the girl walked into the ghost sword altar, and the mountain and stone monsters were powerful, and they didn't look like people living in them at all. www.biquge.info At this time, Ye Yisheng felt a strong pull in his hand, and when he looked over, he realized that he had been holding the girl's hand, so he immediately let go, and his face was a little embarrassed. The girl twisted her wrist, and Ye Yishu introduced herself: "My name is Ye Yizhu, what's your name." When the girl heard this, she took out a small strip of cloth from her small bag, and a very thin short ink pen, on which she wrote the word "Fusheng".

Ye Yisheng was surprised: "It turns out that you can't speak!", Fusheng was not a little angry when he heard it, but Ye Yisheng blamed himself a little: "I'm sorry, don't be angry, it's okay if you can't speak, don't you still be able to write?"

Fusheng listened and glanced to the side, still expressionless, Ye Yishu said this, he still felt that something was wrong, just now he fought with that full recognition, and he didn't fall behind at all, and now he felt that his words were always inaccurate, so he added: "I mean, a girl like you who is all over the country and the city, you don't need to speak, it's enough for people to watch." ”

This sentence, Ye Yi felt that he was right, but Fusheng tilted his head, as if he still didn't understand. While the two were chatting, a deep male voice came from around, deafening: "Who dares to enter my sword altar without permission!"

Then a black-robed shadow flashed out, a white light flashed, and then the sword blade was killed, Ye Yi pushed away Fusheng, and fought with a sword, only to take a move from the opposite side, and then heard the black-robed man say: "Fan swordsmanship!"

Ye Yi felt that this person's swordsmanship was like a ghost, it was difficult to distinguish between reality and fiction, and after taking a move, his arms, back, legs, and chest were stabbed one after another, and then the black-robed man fixed in front of him and said: "The apprentice taught by Yue Ningzi is so unbearable, hahaha!"

As soon as Ye Yi heard the other party's master's name, his words were contemptuous, where could he stand it. Suddenly, his brows were tightened, and his eyes leaked a fierce light, but when he saw the sword flying, endless, stormy waves, vicissitudes of life, but mortal dust, like a dream, this is the authentic sword technique, ordinary disciples can only use this sword technique to use thirty percent of the power, and at this moment, Ye Yi is sad and concentrated, flowing clouds and water, enough to use ten percent of his power, as if his master Yue Ningzi personally held the sword.

The black-robed man was attacked by him, and suddenly realized that this young man's swordsmanship was really heaven and earth compared to Fang Cai, and he smiled without laughing: "It is rare to be able to say that all swordsmanship can be used to such a degree, I have never tasted your realm since your age, but your swordsmanship can't win me!"

As soon as the black-robed man's voice fell, the blade of the sword floated away like a ghost, Ye Yi was injured and difficult to resist, and he was hit by several swords, and finally fell down due to his physical strength, and the black-robed man saw this and said: "Those who trespass on the ghost sword altar will die!", when the words arrived, they pointed directly at the throat, but it was indeed the throat of the life.

At this time, the face of the black-robed man was clearly visible, but it was an old man with white eyebrows, seeing that Fusheng was so protective of Ye Yisheng, he asked, "Is he your lover?"

Fusheng shook his head, and immediately wrote in a strip of cloth and said, "You can't win." ”

The black-robed man watched the changes, and Fusheng ripped off the clothes on Ye Yi's chest, there were obviously bruises on it, which were caused by the previous blows by the others, and the following meaning: Ye Yi's injuries were originally injured in his body, but he has not yet recovered, and if you beat him now, it is simply not a victory.

The black-robed man snorted and said, "Okay, then I'll give him three days, let him recover first, and then come back to compare with me, you come with me and help him go to my firewood room to rest." ”

Fusheng helped Ye Yi to the firewood room, there was only one stool inside, let him sit down, and then unfolded all the previous sword scrolls, there was a golden pill inside, the outside of the golden pill seemed to be wrapped with a layer of red wax, and it was faintly visible that there was a golden original pill inside. Ye Yi was injured and weak, seeing this golden pill, Fang knew that Fusheng had indeed stolen the "Bitter Dragon Golden Pill" of the Illusion Temple, but at this moment, in order to save him, she did not hesitate to give herself the treasures she had desperately obtained, and guessed in her heart: "It seems that she saw that I saved her before and didn't want to owe me a favor, so now it can be regarded as not owing each other." ”

After Ye Yi took the golden pill, he only felt bitter and rich in the air, and when he reached the extreme, he felt that there was a true qi born in his body, and the whole person seemed to be passed on to him, his spirit was greatly boosted, and he did not feel tired, and the whole person seemed to wake up again, bathing in the morning light.

Fusheng kept looking at Ye Yi's injury, and saw that his face was slowly improving, so he left him behind, and went out by himself, and after a while, she took some trauma medicine to help Ye Yi's injury bandage, and then went to see Ye Yi's injury after the whole work, and found that he was staring at it directly, and suddenly felt a little hot on his face, and he didn't know what to do, threw the clothes in his face, and rushed out by himself.

Ye Yishu smiled slightly, put on his shirt by himself, picked up the scroll of sword books on the ground and looked at it, it was just a hodgepodge of residual moves, there were a few moves of Fan swordsmanship, a few swordsmanship of Jianfeng Villa, and some other swordsmanship, and those tricks Ye Yishu knew the method of cracking at a glance, it seemed that it was just a useless thing, thinking that it was Fusheng who took the pill at will, so he threw it aside and walked out by himself.

Fusheng was standing by the pond, and when he heard Ye Yisheng's footsteps, he didn't look at him, and then heard Ye Yisheng say, "Thank you so much just now." ”

At this time, the black-robed man walked out of the main hall, and when he saw that Ye Yisheng was already able to walk, he said: "Good boy, the recovery is quite fast, what is your name, you are the first generation disciple of the Fan Sword Sect." ”

Ye Yi said sadly: "In the lower Ye Yi, he has now been expelled from the division." Dare to ask the seniors. ”

The black-robed man said: "Sword Shadow." ”

Ye Yisheng had remembered that he had advised that this was Mr. Sword Shadow's residence, although he had never heard of it, but seeing that his swordsmanship just now was indeed like a ghost, the name of "Sword Shadow" was well deserved, so he bowed and said: "I have long admired the name of my predecessors." ”

Mr. Sword Shadow said: "Give me less of this set, remember to recuperate, and after three days, compete with me for a sword and determine life and death." ”

Ye Yi saluted again: "Thank you, senior." ”

At night, Ye Yisheng stayed in the firewood room with Fusheng, and the two sat on the ground and on both sides of the chair, and slept and rested. In the next three days, Ye Yi was injured and healed his injuries by himself, Mr. Sword Shadow practiced swords all day long, and Fusheng was responsible for the food of the three.

Mr. Jianying has lived alone for more than ten years, and has been eating and living by himself, and at this moment he eats the food made by Fusheng, as if he is eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, and he is full of praise, Ye Yishu is even more wolf-gobbling, while Fusheng is as usual, quiet.

The three-day period was approaching in a blink of an eye, and Mr. Sword Shadow and Ye Yishu drew their swords in the ghost sword altar, only to see Fusheng scatter a leaf between the two, and the leaves were suddenly broken, and the sword light intersected.

In the first three moves, Ye Yi's injuries had already fallen, but he found that Mr. Sword Shadow's sword skills were so fast, all of them were very different from ordinary sword dancers. When he was learning swords, he was taught that he should attack the side directly, go up, middle and down, and never turn his back to the enemy, and attack the enemy according to this method, he can only attack to three sides at most, and Mr. Sword Shadow's pace changes, but he can defend with his back to the enemy, and then the pace is tactful, and he can attack the enemy at will.

Next, after Ye Yisheng received ten moves under the weakness, he began to apply this pace, slowly moved back to some disadvantages, and took a few more moves, Mr. Sword Shadow smiled when he saw this, and praised in his heart: "This person is really a sword wizard." ”

Next is Mr. Sword Shadow's virtual and real sword moves, and after Ye Yishu took a few moves, he found that Mr. Sword Shadow's sword theory was also different from that of ordinary sword practitioners. Ordinary sword practice, a move is finished, but only two or three moves can be received, some fencing points, is impossible to attack the blind spot, in this blind spot there will be no back move, but the sword shadow is going to attack this blind spot, if you hit this blind spot, he obviously fell back to the downside, but he is not, the sword move issued on this blind spot is both virtual and real, if you think he leaked a flaw, you have to counterattack, but he is just a false move, if you don't go to counterattack, but he is a real move, such a virtual and real move, it seems to open a new door to Ye Yi's sword theory, and I am so unhappy。 So the sword intent was everywhere, and he actually fought with Mr. Sword Shadow to balance the power.

Mr. Sword Shadow was also very happy when he saw this, so he shouted, "Look at the trick!" This sword hit Ye Yi near the shoulder, and he was swordsman, but even if he blocked it, the clothes on his shoulder were torn and oozed blood. Looking at Mr. Sword Shadow again, he was already standing outside his sword ruler, but a sword pointed directly at his blade, but before the sword arrived, his sword had already broken into several pieces, and his arm was sore and bloodstained. Ye Yi was injured and defeated, and finally lost.

Fusheng immediately ran over and helped Ye Yi to be injured, but Mr. Sword Shadow said: "You are indeed a genius who practices swords, it is a pity to kill you, but if you are not killed, you will lose the life and death covenant we have set." ”

Ye Yi said sadly: "The seniors have superb swordsmanship, and the juniors are obedient, and it is an honor for the juniors to die at the hands of the seniors, but please be merciful and let this girl go." ”

Mr. Jianying said: "There is another way, neither of you needs to die, you recognize me as a godfather at this moment, and marry this girl again." Everyone is a relative, so I don't need a bloody blade. ”

Ye Yi said sadly: "I met this girl in Pingshui, and we are going to get married at this moment, which is really difficult to say." ”

Mr. Sword Shadow said angrily: "You lonely men and widows have been living together in the firewood house for so many days, you don't want to be famous, what can other girls do." That's all I said, you two come in with me, and worship the church!"

Mr. Jianying walked to the main hall, Fusheng blushed, but heard Ye Yisheng whisper: "Let's show him this time, survive first, and when the two of us go out, we will go our separate ways." ”

Fusheng had no choice but to do so, so he worshipped Ye Yi under the witness of Mr. Sword Shadow. The candles in the cave room are exempt, after all, this place is very simple, and Mr. Sword Shadow is not embarrassed by them.

For the next five days, Fusheng still cooked for them, while Mr. Sword Shadow and Ye Yishu performed swordsmanship.

Mr. Jian Ying said: "All sects and sects, the internal strength methods are different, but they all have the same purpose, that is, refining the qi, and turning the internal strength into qi on the blade of the sword, which is the sword trick that I hurt you, the stronger the internal strength, the greater the power, I call you the introduction of refining and refining qi at the moment, and it depends on you how much you can do in the future." ”

Ye Yi thanked him sadly: "Thank you seniors, oh, thank you godfather!"

Mr. Sword Shadow said: "Yi Injury, you do practice sword wizardry, and you also have a very spiritual understanding of swordsmanship, but only spirituality is not enough, you also need to practice your own sword intent, and finally you can break through and create your own sword technique." ”

After Ye Yi's injury was experienced, he began to practice the sword according to the method of refining and transforming qi, no longer using the hilt of the sword as the handle, the sword body was the sword, the yin and yang were reversed, the universe was reversed, and the qi was poured on the sword, and the virtual and real in his hands were exchanged, and the move was raised, like a sword blade surrounding him, and he gradually realized what the "sword intent" was.

It has been about ten days since Ye Yi and Fusheng entered the Ghost Sword Altar, and the warrior monk who left has already returned to hand over the worship post to Du Zhi. Standing outside the door, he said loudly: "Recognize the illusion temple, bring the abbot to worship the post, please see Mr. Sword Shadow!"