There are two stone houses in the mountain bamboo forest behind the Mujian Gate, which are now the residence of Qiu Zhishui. This stone house was built by the autumn water. He was quiet by nature and did not want to live in the palace of his disciples, so he moved here.

In the past three years, although only a wisp of remnant soul was left, he did not leave behind the cultivation of this body, and exercised his body every day with simple quarrying work, and he did not slack off in the slightest.

On that day, the sword left a voluntary seal after the war for fifty years, so that he could make a comeback, and only then did he use Zhou Mei's divorce to obtain the picking quota of the extraterritorial medicine field and ten flying swords. For a while, he became the focus of the wooden sword gate. However, most of this focus is still on ridiculing him for being divorced.

Qiu Zhishui didn't think so, as if the whole thing had nothing to do with him.

It's been three days since Liuye Zhenren left, and Qiu Zhishui has gone to the square more than once in the past three days to investigate the huge stone sword, trying to find out what information again, but to no avail.

Slowly, he was relieved. After all, this sword has been standing proudly in this Cloud Peak for too long, and the successive generations of masters have never noticed anything unusual, and it is wishful thinking to see anything with his cultivation.

However, the message that the greatsword brought to him that day was too shocking. Compared to some legends related to the cultivation world. He deeply knew that this sword must be extraordinary, and it must be the 'divine sword' in the mouth of the sword. Although he knew that it was extraordinary, he had to put this matter aside, and he couldn't pull out the stone sword weighing tens of thousands of catties.

That wasn't killed by the master. Besides, he doesn't have that strength.

After thinking about it, I was helpless, so I had no choice but to give up and let go of this curiosity for the time being.

Night!

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and the night is as cool as water.

The Mid-Autumn Festival in the stone house in the back mountain sat cross-legged, with a trace of heaven and earth aura surrounding him, like a whirlpool, and he was the center point of the whirlpool.

The spiritual power surrounds the surroundings, but it does not disperse, as if it is being manipulated by a force. No matter how those spiritual powers raged around, Qiu Zhishui's body did not move at all, like an old tree in the wind, firmly entrenched.

After another ninety-nine and eighty-one breaths, those spiritual powers gradually disappeared into Qiu Zhishui's body. After a moment of silence, Qiu Zhishui opened his eyes.

"Hey....!Spirit Refining Nine Heavens, could it be that I have broken through from the Spirit Refining Five Heavens to the Nine Heavens in just three years? It should be the Nine Heavens! The credit of the sword is not small. It's just .....".

Qiu Zhishui fell into deep thought, "It's just that why is the elixir of my spirit refining period gone, but there is a sea of divine consciousness? This sea of divine consciousness is also really ingenious, and a body of spiritual power is hidden in it, and others can't even detect it at all." I don't know if it's sad or joyful."

Cultivators in the spirit refining period will condense the elixir in their bodies, which is the essence of the cultivator's strength. Because the strong man in the infancy stage of the Yuan can already live for more than 300 years, as long as he breaks through to the realm of Facheng within these 300 years, he will have a thousand years of life. As for the sixth-level supernatural power secret realm, it is said that it is the closest to the realm of immortality, and as for what it is, only a few people know.

In fact, most of the cultivators in the Aurora Continent today are hovering in the third-stage spirit refining stage, and they can already be regarded as masters who can break through the spirit refining and enter the fourth-level Yuan Infant stage, as for the fifth-level Facheng and sixth-level supernatural powers, they are even rarer.

Three years ago, Qiu Zhishui was broken by the eight monks of the Demon Gate, originally thought that he would die, but was rescued by someone, and after waking up, the elixir was destroyed, but there was more sea of divine consciousness, and the effect played was stronger than the elixir I don't know how many times. While he was happy, he was also a little worried, without the elixir, how could he break through the Yuan Baby?

Just now, he used his skills to investigate his cultivation, because there were changes in his body, and even Meng Dai guessed that it was the Nine Heavens of Spirit Refining. As for whether it was right or not, he didn't know.

If you can't figure it out, you just don't think about it anymore.

The autumn stop water is very free and easy.

Looking out of the window, the moonlight passed through the leaves and sprinkled on the ground like broken silver, and the breeze was gentle, blowing a few bamboo trees in the courtyard, the insects chirped, and the moonlight was like water. Such a beautiful night made Qiu Zhishui feel good, and even forgot about the troubles just now.

Out of the stone house, in the courtyard, the ink unicorn was lying quietly on one side, and the ink fur was very good-looking. Seeing Qiu Zhishui come out, he raised his big brain to look at him, and then fell down after snorting.

In the past three days, Qiu Zhishui dragged Lin Xiao to get a lot of elixirs to heal the injuries of this qilin, and he used his spiritual power to refine a few spiritual grasses with quite therapeutic effects, and now the ink qilin's injury is no longer a major problem.

It's just that this beast is also quite human, and he saw that Qiu Zhishui had no ill intentions towards him, so he didn't leave in this yard, and Qiu Zhishui waited for three meals a day, and his life was very comfortable.

Qiu Zhishui also has the heart to take it in, no matter what, this is also an ancient spirit beast that the sword begs to take care of. and indirectly saved himself from difficulties.

Qiu Zhishui came to the stone bench in the courtyard and sat down, the ink unicorn staggered over, approached him and lay on the ground again, stretched out his big head and opened his bloody mouth, as if he was smiling at Qiu Zhishui.

Patting the soft head, Qiu Zhishui said, "What? You really plan to settle down here, don't you?" ”。

Of course, the ink unicorn couldn't speak, and blinked his eyes the size of copper bells, and finally narrowed into a slit. It's funny and cute, and it's very appealing.

Qiu Zhishui smiled and said, "You should always have a name." The sword said that you are the ink unicorn, although the name is apt, but it is too long. In this way, how about calling you a big unicorn in the future?".

"Roar!" the ink unicorn roared, seemingly dissatisfied.

"Shout, you still have a temper. That's called Mo Lin. Mulin?hmm?..... Well, that's right, let's call it Mo Lin!" Qiu Zhishui said with a smile.

The ink unicorn stared at it, as if thinking, and at the end shook its head a few times, it still didn't seem to be satisfied, but after all, it didn't shout out in protest.

The beautiful scenery at night, sitting alone under the moon in autumn, looking at the starry sky, listening to the sound of the mountains and forests and the sound of insects, there are some indescribable feelings in my heart. The ink unicorn gradually fell asleep on the side. Gradually, the night is approaching, the sound of insects gradually stopping, and the whole world is so quiet and charming.

Cultivators, who only seek immortality, and how many people are willing to appreciate such beautiful scenery? Qiu Zhishui sighed in his heart, and was in a daze. A white figure gradually appeared in my mind, and I couldn't brush it off for a long time.

I don't know how long I have been sitting alone under this moon. It was only when he felt the chill that he woke up, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and knew that it was already the second half of the night, and wanted to get up and go back to the house to rest.

Suddenly, a powerful spiritual power fluctuation in the distance flashed away, and Qiu Zhishui suddenly turned his head and looked in that direction, it was indeed a darkness, and the darkness seemed to be able to swallow the moonlight, which was daunting.

At the same time, Mo Lin (Ink Qilin) also erected his head violently, staring at the same direction as Qiu Zhishui's Tongling-like eyes.

"What's that?" Qiu Zhishui frowned, patted Mo Lin's head and said, "Let's go, go and see!"