Looking at the two very solid items wrapped in oiled paper in his hand, Xu Yan's heart couldn't help but feel a little curious, but in the end, he still chose the larger object to open first.

Carefully untying the straw rope tied to it, Xu Yan flipped through the oil paper on it, and then inside, he saw a pair of brand-new cloth shoes.

Seeing this scene, Xu Yan suddenly remembered that when he returned to the small courtyard after coming down from the Qixingdun cultivation mountain that day, he caught a glimpse of the cardinal in the patio who seemed to be busy with something, but because he was not too concerned at that time, he only glimpsed a rough idea, and now that he thinks about it, it should be the cardinal who is sewing this pair of cloth shoes for him.

Xu Yan was touched, and hurriedly took out the cloth shoes and tried them on, but he didn't expect it to be just right, it seems that the cardinal has long known the size of his shoes in private. After a cup of tea, Xu Yan took off the brand-new cloth shoes on his feet and wrapped them in oiled paper again.

The style of these cloth shoes is very good-looking, and the fabric is much better than the shoes issued by the sect, but now that he is still in a hurry, he naturally does not want to wear it like this, and it is wasted.

Xu Yan sighed slightly in his heart, such warmth and intimacy had never been experienced at all in the countless years he had lived, because in the past, he only had a steady stream of killing.

Xu Yan exhaled, his eyes thoughtful, for some reason, he suddenly had a trace of nostalgia for his current life, as if a soft wind blew into his cold and desolate heart, but in the end, he quickly stopped this simple fantasy and extravagant hope.

Since he chose to be reborn because of hatred, he should not forget how he should find his ultimate destination.

After Xu Yan put the cloth shoes back into the storage bag, he untied another item that was also wrapped in oiled paper, but in fact, even if he didn't open it, when he held it in his hand, he could clearly feel what was inside, and the result was just as he expected in his heart, there were books inside, but not only one, but two.

Xu Yan looked at the three big characters on the paper, and couldn't help but sigh again, the book was the "Landscape Collection" that Cardinal had read in front of him before.

He opened the first few pages of the book, and found that the descriptions on them were all about the geography of the mountains and rivers on the continent of the five states, the distribution of cities, and the villages and towns, and there was nothing peculiar, but when he turned the book to the middle, he found that there was a very tightly folded yellow paper in the middle of the original page.

Xu Yan took out the folded yellow paper, opened it several times in a row, and then completely spread it out, and with the help of the Night Pearl, he was able to see clearly that it was a huge map drawn by hand.

The map is not particularly detailed in terms of the entire Wuzhou continent, but the route of his northward journey is clearly recorded, and even on the route, there are many detailed descriptions in small words.

For example, where can you get to in a few days, and for example, which path can be taken compared to taking the official road outside, how much time can be saved, and so on.

Xu Yan's eyes were quite complicated, but his heart was full of warmth, he swept this map of the combination of pictures and texts, and then found that after having it, not to mention how much time he could save, it was those wrongful roads that were far away, and he could also take a lot less.

"Sister Hong, Sister Hong, although I have long known that you have a knife mouth, a tofu heart, and even a little lazy in cultivation, but you are also careful and considerate when you do these things, which makes me how can I repay you." Xu Yan looked at the map in his hand that must have taken her a lot more time than preparing those meals, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

However, at this moment, in this place, except for the dark night outside, who can give him this answer?

Xu Yan carefully put away the extremely thick "Landscape Collection", but left this map in his most commonly used storage bag, after all, he would inevitably use it often in the next trip, so it was most convenient for him to only place it in the most commonly used storage bag.

Although Xu Yan himself has the ability to memorize, but the content recorded on this map is really too much, even if you want to read it thoroughly, it is estimated that it will take a lot of time, and the most important thing is that Xu Yan himself actually does not want to immediately record the content recorded on it directly in his mind, and then discard it aside and never read it again, you know, this is the result of how many days and nights it took Cardinal to draw.

Call!

Xu Yan let out a long breath of turbid air.

has been looking at it until now, and finally only the last book in his hand has not been checked, however, for Xu Yan at this moment, the curiosity in his heart has become more and more weak, because the favor that Cardinal has shown him before has made him feel an indescribable heaviness.

And just when Xu Yan made up his mind to open the blue book in his hand, but there was not a word on it, there was finally a crisp and loud sound of falling rain in his ears.

Since it was the height of summer at this time, when it rained, most of the rain came quickly and heavily, but in the case of camping in advance, Xu Yan did not show any panic, he knew very well that no matter how heavy the thunderstorm was, it was impossible to penetrate these tents made of spirit animal fur.

A rainstorm crept in.

A deafening roar of thunder resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Dazzling electric light flashed again and again in the night sky, as if above the huge night, some heavenly immortals deliberately wanted to break the silence that only belonged to the night.

It wasn't until about a quarter of an hour later that the roar from the clouds faded away.

Xu Yan felt the long-awaited thunderstorm, and finally subsided after a manic catharsis, and then he retracted his mind and began to look at the book in his hand, which was obviously several times thinner than the "Landscape Collection", and just when he had just turned to the first page, he clearly saw the name of the book, "Sword Cultivation".

Seeing that the name that appeared in front of his eyes turned out to be this one, Xu Yan's heart couldn't help but be shocked.

As an ancient sect that had been among the first sword sects in the entire Wuzhou continent, the Lotus Sect was not only the fifth generation of the sect master at that time, but also the invincible and invincible fifth-generation sect master at that time, but also according to the historical records of the sect, his old man also practiced all the two Zhenzong sword scriptures in the sect to the point of reaching the peak, and then created a sword technique that belonged to him, "You Yun Fu".

There is no doubt that the only copy of "You Yunfu" has long been lost in the long river of years, because after the fifth generation of the sect master 'soared into an immortal', someone turned the scripture pavilion in the sect upside down, but in the end, this person failed to find this amazing sword trick as he wished, of course, this point is no longer worth people to study. In addition to "You Yun Fu", the foundation of the Lotus Sect itself relies on the other two sword scriptures that have existed since the founding of the sect.

One is the sword scripture "Imperial Sword Technique" that is open to all the disciples in the sect, and the other is the "Sword Cultivation Technique" that only knows its name but does not know its trace.

The loss of "Sword Cultivation" was fifty years ago, that is, when the Lotus Sect had that accident, but the specific details were only known to a very small number of people in the sect at this time, so the loss of "Sword Cultivation" and the changes related to the continuous decline of the sect after that time basically became an ulterior sect secret.

The reason why Xu Yan knew this was naturally due to Zhao Bailian's frank confession to him.

Looking at the book "Sword Cultivation Technique" in his hand, and combined with the historical records of the sect that he had to know when he first entered the sect, Xu Yan basically deduced that this sword scripture was undoubtedly the sword scripture that was forcibly taken away by Zhao Bailian's uncle (who was also his father-in-law's head of the Bai family) under that change, and why did it finally appear in the hands of the cardinal and transferred it to him, and the key person in it was naturally Bai Haijing, the current owner of the White Crane Sword Village.

However, Xu Yan didn't spend too much time guessing about the intricate fluidity that this sword scripture had evolved, but he felt that the cardinal had now transferred this scripture to him, so that he already owed the other party a great favor, and it had invisibly increased a few points. Although he also gave Cardinal the essence of the Heaven and Earth Spirit Treasure, which was more precious than any pill in the world, but in the end, the Cardinal's dedication to him was something that he could not replace with any Heaven and Earth Spirit Treasure.

"Hey!"

Xu Yan didn't know how much he sighed on this night, but he couldn't find any other way to express his complex emotions except sighing.

"I didn't expect that there are quite a lot of people who like you, but there is no doubt that this woman who gets along with you day and night is the best one among them to you, no wonder you are willing to take the flower-core of the golden hairpin stone orchid to her, tsk, you must know that when you negotiated with me, someone refused to return the flower-core to me, hey, it is really more popular than people!"

Hearing this burst of cynicism from the sea of knowledge, Xu Yan, who was in a bit of a heavy mood, was instantly ruined, and immediately laughed and scolded: "Why are you everywhere, you have a lot of things, and people are more popular than people, you are still 108,000 miles away from transforming into a person." ”

Xiaocai was ridiculed by Xu Yan, and didn't care at all, but continued: "What, dare not admit it? Didn't you refuse to return the flower-core to me when you died? If I had this flower-core, I might have grown to the final form now, hey, if you want to blame, it's only to blame me for being unladylike." ”

Xu Yan was not angry about this and said: "It's almost okay, it's cheap and good, without me, even if you eat the whole golden hairpin stone orchid, you will die and you will be cultivated now, besides, didn't I get the white mirage Neidan in Mitsui Creek at that time, originally I left this flower-core for myself to break through in the future." ”

Xiao Cai couldn't refute his words, so he didn't plan to continue to delve into this issue, but asked: "Then what are you going to do now, are you cultivating this Sword Sutra, or not?"

After Xu Yan heard this, he nodded almost without any hesitation and said, "Of course you have to cultivate, this is a kindness given to me by Sister Hong, how can I live up to it?"

After Xiaocai heard this, she surprisingly didn't tease him anymore, but replied in a light tone: "That's okay, then I'll also go to cultivate, I feel that since I cultivated the transformation chapter you gave me, I feel as if I have become a little different from before." ”

Xu Yan was not surprised by this change, but asked, "What's the difference?"

Xiaocai thought about it carefully before he replied: "What's the difference, in fact, I can't say it now, but I seem to be able to predict that level seven is not my end, and it feels like there is still a long way to go after this, but I can be sure that I have never felt this way before, hey, the specific situation, it is estimated that I will only know after I really reach level seven." ”

Knowing that even she herself was still confused for a while, Xu Yan naturally couldn't know herself better than her, but with the current change, his heart was actually a lot easier, and it was obvious that the other party had quietly undergone a huge change with the help of the Transformation Chapter.

Xu Yan pondered for a moment before he said to her: "Being able to have this prediction now can only mean that there has been a lot of change in you, which is not a bad thing, and besides, you are still a long way from breaking through to the seventh level, you can slowly cultivate first, maybe when your cultivation is deeper, there will be other perceptions." ”

After Xiaocai said "um", she stopped talking, and then fell into a deep sleep again.

Seeing that Xiaocai, who had always been very lazy, had gradually changed her nature and could concentrate on cultivation, Xu Yan was naturally sincerely happy for her, so he did not hesitate to return to silence, and directly opened the follow-up pages of this book "Swordsmanship".

And just after only half a quarter of an hour or so, Xu Yan finished reading the entire Sword Sutra in his hand, and then he found that unlike the cumbersomeness and complexity of the "Imperial Sword Technique", which contains a variety of secret techniques, the content recorded in "Sword Cultivation Technique" is very simple and rare, and it can even be understood that if you want to cultivate this Sword Sutra, it is actually very simple.

Of course, this simplicity is limited to what it looks like on the surface after all, and whether it can be as smooth as described in the book after really cultivating is determined after really trying.

Xu Yan closed the sword sutra and withdrew it into his storage bag, but after going through the mental method recorded in the book again in his mind, and confirming that it was completely correct, he controlled the stalk that it had placed aside, and flew in front of him in the air.

He glanced at the famous sword in front of him, which had developed a sense of inseparability with him after he practiced "Imperial Sword Technique", and without the slightest pause, he directly let it penetrate his left chest fiercely.

Since it was equivalent to self-harm, Xu Yan was naturally able to skillfully make it avoid stabbing himself in the ribs, so Fu Yao followed his master's control, and a sword pierced his chest and hit him in the heart.

There is a statement at the beginning of the Sword Sutra: If you want to cultivate swordsmanship, you must first let your sword recognize the master, and the conditions for recognizing the master seem simple, but it is actually very harsh to do, and even carries a huge risk, because it needs a drop of blood from the master's heart.

Fuyao stabbed into his heart for only a fraction, and Xu Yan felt that his whole body was shocked, as if in his consciousness, there was a direct whirlwind of the heavens and earth, and he couldn't help but want to faint. But he was already mentally prepared, so he naturally wouldn't let himself fall asleep like this, but bit the tip of his tongue violently to keep himself awake in the stinging pain, and at the same time, he didn't pause to control the blood in his heart, and took out a drop that flowed on the tip of the sword.

And after Fuyao was successfully contaminated with the blood of the heart, Xu Yan immediately pulled it out of his body, and then directly operated the two mental methods under the bleak scene of sweating profusely and a snow-white face.

One is undoubtedly derived from the healing method in the long Bible he created himself, which is used to quickly heal sword wounds on the heart and body, and the other is to hurriedly use the mysterious mental method of sword cultivation while the blood has not yet condensed in the air.

So, under Xu Yan's difficult and assiduous luck, there was a burst of dazzling blood light, which suddenly burst out from Fuyao's body, as if at this moment, this saber directly had the breath of life.

The blood light in the sky occupied all the darkness in the tent, almost making Xu Yan unable to open his eyes, but fortunately, in this burst of blood light, there was no sense of crisis that made him feel terrifying, but only a softness and warmth like the setting sun.

Xu Yan opened his eyes and looked at the sword in front of him blooming with bloody light, he didn't dare to relax in the slightest, and continued to operate the mysterious method in the "Sword Cultivation Technique", and when he spit out the last word of the sword scripture softly from his mouth, the Fuyao suspended in mid-air was already covered with blood, and it looked extremely bloody.

A sword roar sounded.

Xu Yan heard the sound and looked over, but only to see the dazzling blood light emitted from Fuyao's body, which was rapidly converged by it in an instant, until it disappeared, but then, its sword body shook violently in midair.

The buzzing sound was like the chirping of cicadas in Xu Yan's ears.

As time progressed, the shaking on the sword intensified, and it wasn't until nearly a quarter of an hour had passed that it finally seemed to have reached the peak of its shaking.

Xu Yan never took his eyes off its body during the whole process, so he naturally saw the wonderful changes that followed it in it.

On the silver blade, there was a crisp 'click' sound.

There was an inconspicuous crack like spider silk, spreading from the source of the sound, and then starting from this rift, countless cracks like spider webs spread out, covering the entire body of the sword.

Xu Yan, who saw this scene with his own eyes and thought that it was about to be destroyed, was already cold in his heart, and immediately couldn't help but scold angrily, "Dog-Niang's Swordsmanship", but before he finished speaking, he saw Fuyao suspended in mid-air, and launched a slight tremor.

Its movement was like that of a country man, shaking off the dampness that had been stained on his clothes from the late autumn morning, except that the man shook off beads of fog, and what it shook off was a pile of silver-white iron filings from itself.

Shake in this moment.

Reborn.

revealed its scarlet sword body full of murderous aura.