Song Si rode his horse alone in the dark night, glad that there was no wind tonight, allowing him to walk a lot in the desert.

The martial arts of the Western Regions did not reject Song Si's arrival, and along the way, he never encountered even a horse thief, and he arrived at the Tianshan faction a month later.

At this time, due to the continuous cultivation of the "Void Sword Technique", the injuries in Song Si's body had completely recovered, and his martial arts realm had also been greatly improved. The only difference is that Song Si now seems to have no true qi around him, as if he has completely lost his martial arts.

"Is it snowing?" Song Si looked up at the gloomy sky, and the heavy snow like goose feathers fell one after another, and in a short time, it spread a thick layer of plain silver for the earth.

"Flutter, flutter!" the brown horse snorted at Song Si's side, seemingly extremely dissatisfied with the current environment.

Aha!

Song Sishun smoothed its mane, and then helped it remove a few pieces of snow from its eyelashes, so that it could stand aside peacefully.

"The red lips are as light as an orchid, and the childish face and Yufeng are looking forward to it. Long-sleeved and beautiful dance, who depends on each other?"

"Su Wucao, I've already obtained it!" Song Si took out the jade box from the storage bag on his waist and handed it to Ling Mowei's hand.

Ling Mowei took the jade box and opened it to see that it was awe-inspiring, it was Su Wucao, who was nurtured by the spirit of orthodox Confucianism in the cold land of Mobei.

Putting away Su Wucao, Ling Mowei looked at Song Si, her brows furrowed, and she was a little surprised: "What about the true qi in your body?"

"When I was in Huashan, I encountered some things, but I was lucky to save my life, and my true anger was gone. "Smooth the brown horse's mane so that it is more stable.

"The head of the sect, Fairy Yunyi, has taken Mo Xue into the Kunlun Void Realm five days ago to find a way to detoxify her. In a few days, I will also bring some of my disciples to go, you ......" Ling Mowei suddenly stopped, looked at the snowflakes fluttering between heaven and earth, sighed, turned around and flew back to the mountain.

If you don't have true qi, does it mean that you have lost your martial arts? Song Si shook his head and smiled indifferently.

There is no true qi in his body, but the true qi has been transformed into a sword yuan that is as if it were a reality, and people who are not far beyond the realm of Song Si can rarely see that he is carrying a sword yuan.

It seems that it doesn't feel good to have no martial arts at all, patting Brother Ma, who is becoming more and more dissatisfied, Song Si led the horse into the snow curtain, and disappeared in the eyes of the two Tianshan sect disciples in a dashing manner.

Tasting a large plate of chicken in the Western Regions, drinking luscious wine, and eating delicious cumin beef, Song Si came all the way to Death Valley.

There were still six days before the portal of Kunlun Realm opened, Song Si found a leeward rock, briefly set up a tent, and lit a fire.

"Flutter, flutter......" The brown horse shook his fur to express his dissatisfaction with Song Si.

Song Si smiled indifferently and patted the horse's back: "I forgot about you." ”

He took out some more materials from the storage bag, set up a tent for the brown horse, and took out some fine grass and placed it on the stone table.

The brown horse took a bite of the forage, and after he died, he felt that it tasted good, so he raised his head in satisfaction, indicating that Song Si could retreat.

Night soon fell, the wind gradually rose, blowing the day and earth more and more cold, Song Si picked up the fire a little stronger.

The brown horse stepped out of the tent and stepped on the sand under his feet, and whispered a few times at Song Si.

Seeing this scumbag trembling, Song Si said that he was helpless, so he had to help it spread some more hay in the tent, and by the way, cover it with a quilt, so as to calm it down.

The bitter cold wind drifted by, and the snow fell, falling on Song Si's white hair, falling into the burning flames, and dissipating the water.

"It seems to be a bit cold. Song Si shook the snow off his body and muttered to himself.

Wine, cooked beef, fortunately, he brought a lot, Song Si took it out of the storage bag one by one, and then took a sip of beef and a sip of wine to ward off the cold for the body.

"This Taoist is so Yaxing, roasting wine and eating beef in the heavy snow, can you have fun?" Ye Yunlin untied the burden on his back, and without waiting for Song Si's invitation, he turned out a dry stone and sat opposite Song Si.

"Cook on your own. Song Si continued to drink wine and eat beef, without the slightest intention of dividing a portion.

Ye Yunlin smiled awkwardly: "Poor Ye Yunlin, from the Kunlun faction. ”

Hearing that Ye Yunlin was from the Kunlun faction, Song Si couldn't help but think of an old Taoist priest who sold talismans from the Kunlun faction, smiled indifferently, and continued to eat him.

Poor Ye Yunlin waited for a long time, but he didn't see Song Si come out a little, his smile darkened, and he was extremely embarrassed, so he had to take out a pot of spirits from his bag and drink it himself.

The brown horse in the big tent looked up at the new Kunlun Daoist, and after revealing a trace of disdain, he continued to fall asleep.

Sensing the movements of the brown horse, Ye Yunlin thought that Song Si's companion would be in the big tent, but he didn't expect it to be a brown horse, this horse not only has a tent when sleeping, but also covers it with a quilt, which is better than human treatment!

"Ahem, Daoyou's horse, if it's really a divine horse, the treatment is better than that of people?" Ye Yunlin said loudly.

At this time, Song Si had already finished eating the beef, and there was still half a pot of wine left in his hand, patting his stomach, Song Si picked the fire and didn't say a word.

Ye Yunlin wanted to continue to say something, but seeing Song Si's attitude, no matter how many words he said, he was immediately depressed, how could he meet such a strange Taoist who couldn't communicate.

After a night of wind and snow, a night of silence, when Song Si woke up the next day, he found that he had become a snowman, and a faint sword intent flowed, and the snow around him was immediately dispersed.

When I looked at it, Ye Yunlin on the opposite side also became a snowman, which was very interesting.

Sword intent?

Ye Yunlin was awakened by the sword intent, the true qi in his body swirled, shook off the snow around him, stood up, and looked at Song Si. And Song Si in front of him was clearly the same as yesterday, he couldn't see the slightest true qi, could it be that he was a kendo master before, and then he lost his whole body martial arts, but the sword intent still existed?

Feeding horses, eating beef, drinking wine, meditating, roasting the fire, just chatting and boring for five days, finally it was almost time for the Kunlun Void Gate to open.

Song Si led the horse to the stone plate in the aisle, stroked the horse's mane and asked, "Are you a fool to leave here by yourself, or will you go to another world with me?"

The brown horse rubbed Song Si's arm, took a small step forward, and neighed.

"Okay, since you want to go with me, let's go!" Song Si patted the brown horse, looked at the stone plate in front of him, and waited for the moment when the passage opened.

The sky is overcast again, is it going to snow again? Song Si stretched out his hand and took a few snowflakes. The snowflakes were crystal clear, falling in the palm of the hand, cold and cold, and gradually turned into cold water, dripping down the fingers.

One after another, many martial arts people came here, waiting for the passage to open.

"Does a waste of martial arts that has been abolished also want to enter the Kunlun Void Realm? dodge!" "The Kanto Shuangsha Dengqing Dragon strode over with a hunting iron fork, wanting to kill Song Si who was standing in the middle. Wearing a gilded iron hat and carrying a shovel, the other gradually pointed to the west, followed closely behind, unscrupulous in the disdainful gaze of the other Jianghu people.

Just looking at his mystery, Ye Yunlin stood not far away and looked at Song Si.

Drawing the sword, turning around, taking out the sword, in one go, Song Sijian started Taiji, and quickly sharpened it directly against the handle of the iron fork. Deng Qinglong was full of excitement, and his hands withdrew the iron fork, and then he saw a silver light cross his throat.

Seeing that his brother suddenly abandoned his weapon, he gradually pointed to the west and hurriedly carried a shovel over and attacked Song Si's next plate. Song Si stood up lightly, raised his foot and stepped on the shovel, turned over and spun, and pointed a sword at the back of the gradual finger west.

"Hahaha! How dare you be so rampant without true qi!?" Deng Qinglong patted his chest and laughed.

Gradually, Zhixi touched his heart, and his back was also uninjured, and he couldn't help but be even more disdainful of Song Si, and was about to turn around and laugh, but in the process of turning around, he heard a pop, and fell to the snow, lifeless. The eyes were wide open, and the expression of instant pain was frozen.

"Second child!" Deng Qinglong roared, and wanted to run over, but his head was separated, and he also fell into the snow.

The snow fell, but after a while, the bodies of the Kanto Shuangsha were buried.

Song Si took out the handkerchief, wiped the Yuehua sword, and put it back in the scabbard, he didn't know how long this sword could be used.

"Fool, don't look around, I'm going to leave later!" Song Si patted the brown horse, and the brown horse snorted a few times, expressing his deep dissatisfaction with him.

He obviously didn't have the slightest true qi, and he didn't use his sword intent to kill two innate masters, could it be that pure sword dao could also reach such a realm? Ye Yunlin looked at Song Si's figure and fell into deep thought.

The rest of the masters who were waiting for the opening of the Kunlun Void Realm no longer dared to despise Song Si, and even silently stayed away to make way for this Dao Sect senior.

Although the Kanto Shuangsha is not a top master, it is also a character in the innate realm, and it is really terrifying to be killed by a sword in seconds!

Time passed minute by minute, and finally a faint light emanated from the huge stone plate, and the passage to the Kunlun Void Realm opened.

Among the masters in the snow, none of them dared to walk on the stone plate first, they were all waiting quietly, waiting for Song Si to go first.

Song Si smiled indifferently, led the horse, and took the lead in stepping forward, boarding the stone plate, and disappearing in the faint light.

"Boom!" well, this could be the brown horse's farewell to everyone.