When he first started practicing the Divine Sword Technique, the master did not say anything about the dangers, and he also took pleasure in the sword, and his character was tenacious, and he never slackened in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

The old man's pursuit of power is nothing more than this, even if he is the master of the Sword Hall, he knows that this matter cannot be done, and finally suffers a catastrophe.

Now the Divine Sword Technique has brought him an unprecedented powerful feeling, even if Tian Yan is a long-famous person in the world, he is only an enemy of one move, this feeling, how can ordinary people abandon it like a piece of.

Qiu Xin secretly thought to himself, if he could really have no more suffering and no entanglements, he would rather choose to lose the Divine Sword Technique, but what he was worried about in his heart was.

If this method is useful, why doesn't the master choose to abandon his martial arts, this inner demon has a precursor to coming, and it is not achieved overnight, there is enough time for him to decide.

Qiu Xin's understanding of Gu Zangfeng is different from others, he is not the kind of person who is very selfish, and he will not take risks, why did he fall into such a disgraced fate.

Putting away these thoughts, Qingxun in his arms breathed steadily, and had already fallen asleep, Qiu Xin covered the quilt, added some charcoal, and walked out of the wooden house.

There was still a figure shaking in the tree house next to him, Dao Xian did not fall asleep, Qiu Xin hesitated, but still walked in, holding a broken book in his hand, making Dao Xian look a little more like a master and a scholar.

Hearing the sound, Dao Xian glanced up at Qiu Xin, and then lowered his head to immerse himself in the book, Qiu Xin stayed for a while, and Dao Xian said, "Gu Zangfeng's generation of chivalrous warriors, martial arts are so high, no one dares to cherry his edge, I can't imagine that I am still full of poetry and books." ”

The book in Daoxian's hand is very broken, turning this page is like getting rid of the fall, Qiu Xin has known that the master has a lot of books since he was a child, if he hadn't inadvertently come into contact with kendo, and practiced martial arts since he was a child, I'm afraid he would become a scholar like Jingmo at this time.

"Master has been here for many years, in addition to practicing martial arts, only teaching the younger generations with the way of sages, and the books in his collection include all things, which will not be unusual, and pay equal attention to civil and military. ”

Dao Xian turned another page, and seemed to be very interested in this book, and read it very seriously, "In this way, there must be fun on this mountain, how about it, have you thought about when to leave?"

Qiu Xin didn't know where to take out a jar of wine, it had not been opened, and even the mud seal on it was well preserved.

"I want to know, in Jingwu Prefecture, do you already know what happened in the place of the three-element mirror?" A mouthful of liquor poured straight into his stomach, and Qiu's heart showed a sharp edge, pointing directly at Daoxian.

Dao Xian's gaze still stopped at the scroll, and he took a sip of wine, "Why are you here to ask?"

"The breath of the yang earth contained in the three-element mirror is incomparably grand, the illusion created by the meteorite outside the sky is confusing, and Qing Xun has no martial arts, why can he wake up before me?"

If you want to say that the person with the highest martial arts at that time was Xuan Xuan, but Xuan Xuan had no relatives and no reason for him, so he would not do it again, and only Dao Xian could do it if he thought about the disappearance of Qingxun.

"The number of days in the dark, even if the old Tao knew at the time, he couldn't change anything, I just could know, but it was difficult to change, I just want you to understand that everything now is not something you can change, only follow the trajectory, step by step. ”

A drop of wine fell into the wine glass, and a few drops splashed on the table, "In this way, whether you do it or not, the result is the same, so why do the seniors use Qingxun as a bargaining chip, and they have to go to Yaozhou?"

After Qiu Xin finished saying this, Dao Xian finally raised his head and looked at Qiu Xin with a little approval, as if what Qiu Xin said at the moment was the truth.

Since he went down the mountain, Dao Xian has always permeated around him, never dispersed, just ask a person who can stay in Luocheng, Qingzhou for ten years, will appear in the east of Jingwu Prefecture.

Just ask a Taoist who is light and breezy will have contact with everyone in the world, and why a person who has no relatives and no reason can guide himself several times, at the cost of adopting his daughter.

If it was all entrusted by Lan Muyue, Qiu Xin would not believe it anyway, he came here to ask Dao for an answer and a truth.

"You're right, I've been planning for so many years, just to find a person with the Divine Sword Technique to enter the old land of the Divine Doctor Valley. ”

"Li Daolin is your junior brother, yes or no?" Qiu Xin had three glasses of spirits in a row, his face was already crimson, and Dao Xian did not show weakness, and the three glasses of wine would be gone in an instant.

"Yes. Dao first put the book down from his hand, closed it very slowly, and placed it on the table, holding the wine glass in his withered hand, making a rolling sound on the table, and his vicissitudes of life were facing Qiu Xin.

"Is the thing you and him planning the same thing?" Li Daolin's remarks in the grotto to destroy the righteous path Qiu Xin still remembers.

Although he no longer has a good impression of the righteous path in the world, whether it is Taishan Yinzong, Jingwuguan, or Tianshan, they are not worthy of the word righteousness.

But the demon sect he saw was naked and bloody, in the southern Xinjiang, in the Miao village, Yan Ji showed no mercy to the Miao people, and did not find a reason for killing for himself, which was even more terrifying.

Therefore, from the bottom of his heart, Qiu Xin is unwilling to destroy the righteous path, otherwise the world will become a demonic path, and I don't know how many people will be born with separated wives.

If this is what Daoxian and Li Daolin are plotting for, then they will not do what they want, even if they die, they will not do such a thing.

Dao drank the empty wine glass first, motioned for Qiu Xin to fill it again, and then said, "Things are far from being as simple as you think, my junior brother wants to destroy the righteous path, just because he can't see the truth clearly."

At this time, Qingxun's matter, the old way is contrary to heaven, but it is definitely not a selfish move, I want you to go to Yaozhou Immortal Mansion, and it is not my wish, but if you don't go, you will die, no matter the right and the devil, all will be lost!"

With the smell of wine, Daoxian's words made Qiu Xin sober up a little, "He can't see the truth clearly, what the younger generation wants today is the truth, tell me, what is there in the Yaozhou Immortal Mansion?"

Dao Xian's face was bitter, "In the immortal mansion, there must be immortals, after forty-nine days, you will definitely be able to see with your own eyes, everything the world wants is here." ”

Qiu Xin drank the last drop of wine, closed the door and left, still holding on to the words and refusing to disperse, "The Tao is longer than me, no matter what Qingxun does, when the younger generation enters the Immortal Mansion, he will follow the heart and not do anything against the sky." ”

Daoxian didn't speak, the tilted wine glass drew arcs in the air, rolling around on the table, and in his heart, he saw Daoxian whispering, "That's the best!"

From here, you can see the glittering fairy light from the east, with the white snowflakes, and the scenery of the past is even more prosperous, this scene, except for spirits, can only be matched by practicing swords.

Without the slightest sleepiness, Qiu Xin took out the snow sword, and under this pine, began to dance, a pure sword, no true qi scattered, no desire to win, only the joy of dancing the sword.

The huge horsework formed by the snowflakes surrounded the autumn heart, like the Milky Way pouring down, and with the slightest bit of starlight, on the tip of the Snow Falling Sword, forming pieces of ice crystals.

In his mind, the sword moves changed, from low to high, from high to low, and the sword marks on the cliff peak of Mount Tai clearly appeared, and Qiu Xin unconsciously used it.

In the similarities and similarities in this one hundred and eight swords, there is a feeling of sudden enlightenment, it turns out that the sword can still be like this, and this one hundred and eight swords seem to have been reborn at this moment.

The Falling Snow Sword, which had been silent for many years, cheered little by little with Qiu Xin's mood at this moment, admiring in this perfect sword move, and polishing it carefully in this heaven and earth.

At this moment, if Qiu Xin wanted to give up this martial arts, he would definitely not agree, so that he could forget all the feelings, except for sword practice, no other foreign object could make him so.

Dancing tirelessly like this, unconsciously arrived at the bank of the heavenly pool, until the sun rose, competing with the fairy light in the east, the woman in the house gently pushed open the door, took a breath of air, and smiled at Qiu Xinwan.

"Abnormal people must have abnormal behavior, and your master must discipline you when he sees you like this. ”

Qing Xunyun's face was lazy, adding to the style, and Qiu Xin was confused, "Inspiration is fleeting, don't slack off, you won't experience this feeling." ”

Speaking of this, Qiu Xin laughed, and the deep internal force shook off the snow on the tree, and he picked up Qingxun, volleyed into the air, and walked on the snow.

Qing Xun only felt the breeze howling in his ears, the surrounding scenery quickly receded, and the man in front of him galloped towards the tall tail pine with a charming confident smile.

Without a trace of shock, watching the ground under him get farther and farther away, Qiu Xin carried Qing Xun to the top of the Tail Pine, and Qing Xun hugged Qiu Xin tightly, afraid of falling.

But when she saw the golden light of the early sun in front of her penetrating the sea of clouds, as if gathering on the tail pine, it made her feel like she was flying through the air.

Qiu Xin had already experienced such a feeling, and naturally knew what Qing Xun felt, and he seemed to enjoy this feeling extremely much, watching all this calmly.

When he turned his head to look at the other side, he saw something extremely familiar, which made him feel sour, and he saw that on the branch of the tree on the side, a gap was cut smoothly, which was the place where he took the Divine Sword Recipe at that time.

At this moment, there is a book in it, which is the upper and lower sword books, the upper part records one hundred and eight sword moves, and the lower part records three moves such as sunshine.

Before the master, he put the Divine Sword Recipe here, and this is a place that only the two of them know, which makes Qiu Xin's longing for the master strong.

Feeling the change in the man around him, Qing Xun withdrew his gaze from the sea of clouds and looked at Qiu Xin's gaze, although he didn't know what was going on, Qiu Xin's uneasy mood appeared again.

She could only cling to Qiu Xin and put her hands on both cheeks of Qiu Xin, hoping to warm him.

After half a pillar of incense, Qiu Xin breathed a sigh of relief, reached out and took the sword book, and said to Qing Xun, "How is it? )