It was hot at noon and cooler in the evening. Wei Shiqi waited until the sun turned west and went all the way to the peach grove behind Taoyuan Beppu. He looked around for Ruan Jing's figure. After turning around, he found that he had lost his way. He found it interesting. He thought of Peach Blossom Island and Fairy Island for no reason. Those memories that only belonged to him, like the mud and sand under the river surface, were stirred up by nostalgia and made his thoughts become disordered.
After so many years, he has never forgotten who he is and where he comes from. Everything you see and hear in front of you will bring up familiar memories from the depths of your mind, the water you drank, the meals you ate, the roads you walked, the songs you listened to, the books you read, the people you met, and the memories you left behind. In his body, it became an instinctive part that could no longer be separated.
He is a passerby in this world, and this world is his game.
As the twilight grew darker and the beauty was nowhere to be seen, Wei Shiqi jumped up to the top of the tree and looked around, found the location of Taoyuan Villa, found the right location, jumped off the tree, and walked back.
He heard a familiar voice from the top of his head. The girl who liked to sit in the tree and watch the scenery greeted him: "Hey, I'm here!"
Wei Shiqi paused He stopped, looked up at Ruan Jing, and said, "I've been looking for you for a long time, and I'm almost lost. When did you arrive?"
"It's been a while, and I saw you in the peach forest. Talking in circles, like a headless fly, haha... Hey, why do you feel that your tone of voice has changed a little, and it seems more casual?"
"Well, if you think of talking to junior sister or senior sister, don't use it. So formal."
Ruan Jing jumped down from the tree and said casually: "Call me Senior Sister, I started before you."
"Zhang? It is said that after the sword discussion in Chixia Valley, I will no longer be a disciple of Xiandu."
"What do you think?"
"Disciple of Xiandu, You should share your worries and do your best."
"Okay, it's settled, no regrets!" Ruan Jing poked his abdomen with her finger, showing an innocent smile, and knocked. Nail the corners.
"Um... Master Han of the Xuantong Sect has the Sanyang Sword in his hand, how can we defeat him?"
"Qin Zijie's Sanyang Sword is the most famous and powerful weapon in Kunlun. I don’t know how many wronged souls have been killed in vain under the sword. Xi Huzi’s cultivation is mediocre and he wants to be better than Han Chisong. Unless he lends his master’s Qingming Sword to him, he may be able to suppress the Guiyuan Demon Fire. Otherwise, don’t even think about it.”
"Then what should we do?"
Ruan Jing chuckled and said: "It's very simple, if you can't beat Han Chisong, then avoid him. Do you think the rules of sword discussion in Chixia Valley are Not sure?"
Wei Shiqi suddenly woke up. During the sword discussion in Chixia Valley, Pangzhiqi sent his disciples to compete and evaluate the rankings based on merit. The top-ranked sect won the skill, sword, and magic weapon spirit. Yao, the last two sects in the rankings, will have a sword duel in person. The loser will choose another Kunlun disciple to compete. If he loses again, he will be reduced to a casual cultivator. The new leader will be selected by another talented person from the Kunlun sect.when. As long as Xiandu squeezes into the top five, the problem will be easily solved.
"Since the Xiandu Sect and the Xuantong Sect are definitely at the bottom, how can we avoid them?"
"Then it's up to you."
Wei Shi Qi Yu burst out laughing, "Me? I haven't even learned the art of sword control, so I can only be bullied."
Ruan Jing laughed, her eyes bent into a crescent moon, very happy, and said: "It doesn't matter. , I will teach you that the sword techniques left by my father are the most conducive to quick success. I don’t know how much faster than the "Tai Yi Foundation Establishment Sutra". Three days is enough for you to practice sword control. If you are lucky, you can master it in three to five years. "Practice sword skills!"
"A quick sword technique?" Wei Shiqi instinctively felt something was wrong and said cautiously, "Doesn't it mean that Kunlun disciples can only practice sword-controlling skills until they become one with the sword?" , can you choose a sword technique to practice after you reach the realm of Yuantong?"
"Master has no clue. You are not a disciple of Kunlun yet, and the sword technique I want to teach you is not a Kunlun sword either. The art has nothing to do with the unity of the heart and the sword. The Kunlun sect has no quick sword art, the quick ones are all... hehe... Wei Shiqi smiled and was speechless. He never thought that he would be favored by God, and he would have many adventures, near misses and no dangers, and finally he would embrace the beautiful woman. Everything you get has a price. There is poison hidden behind delicious food. There may be coincidences and opportunities in this world. The first time is luck, the second time is a miracle, and the third time is definitely a nightmare. He has a sense of burden of being designed and controlled by others, but he cannot help himself and cannot change, so he can only accept it.
"Give me your flying sword."
Wei Shiqi took out the Hidden Snow Sword from the sword pouch, held it in his palm and presented it to her. Ruan Jing stretched out three fingers to gently twist it I got up and looked at it under the moonlight, tapping inch by inch with my fingertips, and listened.
She muttered: "The quality of the sword is not bad, just give it a try. If it doesn't work, find another way." As she said that, she pinched a magic formula with her five fingers, grabbed it casually, and removed the sword from the hidden snow. When it was taken out from the sword, Feijian suddenly lost its spirituality. The mysterious connection between the demon pill and Feijian was cut off. Qi and blood surged in Wei Shiqi's chest. The demon pill in his dantian rushed left and right, almost ready to burst out of his throat. .
A ray of white light struggled desperately between her fingers, illuminating her pretty face. It was so bright that Wei Shiqi lost consciousness for a moment. Ruan Jing stretched out her arm and patted his abdomen, then put the sword The seeds were forcibly pressed into the dantian, the sword was planted into the body, and after a few circles, it rushed into the Dazhui point on its own, and the demon pill also settled down.