The Sword Dynasty

Even a strong practitioner can quickly settle into practice, but the process of transforming the body's five gas and heaven and earth into a real element also takes a lot of time. Especially in places where it is possible to be attacked by horse thieves, soldiers or beasts at any time, it is naturally impossible for a general practitioner to waste the true elements and always keep the real elements in his body in a very abundant state.

Luo Zhongjing, the head of the caravan, is not a practitioner, but he has seen many practitioners fighting. Therefore, with the picture of Zhang Yi’s sword and stone, he can also confirm that Zhang Yi is not the kind of waste that can be wasted.

Therefore, Zhang Yi’s behavior at this time is naturally very stupid.

However, it is different for Zhang Yi.

Just as in the Shushan Sword Club, many people seem to have meaningless things, but Zhang Yi is more important than his life.

Because of this, he is his own, is Zhang Yi.

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He even began to clean the clothes changed by the old man, and after cleaning, used the precious real yuan to shake off all the water vapor in the clothes, making the old man's gray robe clean as new.

Looking at his gentle posture, watching the old man clean as a new robe, the unpleasant breath is no longer in the nose, I do not know why, even before can not help but anger over Zhang Yi's caravan leader Luo Zhongjing Silenced, my heart gave birth to a different kind of emotion.

Like a bathing hot spring for a long time, the old man who put on clean clothes sent a satisfying embarrassment from the throat. However, he still did not thank Zhang Yi, but he just got into the account and quickly fell asleep.

Zhang Yi checked the camp and determined that the bleak mountain wind was not the face of the old man, which ignited a fire near the crater where the old man had previously bathed.

When the wood was turned into red charcoal, there was no more pungent smell of fireworks. Zhang Yi was very solemn and careful to take out the swordsmanship of the handwritten book of Bai Lisu Xue from the chest and began to seriously understand.

The sword on this sword is extremely lonely. It is like the ice ridge in the highest point on the highest peak of Mount Lu. It makes him unable to bear the tingling of the eyes at this time. Wear it like a chill.

This kind of sword meaning is inconsistent with his gentle and refined character, but it is for him that this sword represents the recognition and appreciation of Lushan Jianzong. This is a great glory, but also a heavy weight. So he will definitely try his best to learn this sword.

With true respect and gratitude, instead of competing with this sword, he will be more quickly integrated into the period, just like following the footsteps of Bai Lisu Snow, and his mind is immersed in a sharp stroke.

If the Shoushan Jianzong practitioner who was ordered to pass his swordsmanship clearly knew the state of his practice, he would certainly be deeply shocked by the progress of his practice.

Zhang Yi’s mind wandered as the sword passed the stroke of the pen. Unconsciously, he forgot the passage of time and even forgot the environment at that time, forgetting the original meaning of the words on the sword.

His mind was empty and swept away with the pen, like a mountain breeze between the canyons, like a meteor in the sky, like a fish suddenly jumped out of the water, splashed after the waves disappeared.

These pens slammed into a handle and the sword jumped vigorously, turning into traces of mysterious mystery in his perception.

Everything is so smooth and smooth.

In fact, this sword was exiled, and it was as arrogant as the ice-like sword in the top of the mountain. It only represented the personal mood and disposition of Bai Lisu Xue. It was only the appearance of this sword. It is not the true meaning of this sword.

The true meaning of this sword is that the heart of the sword is clear, and it is a matter of course.

What many people tell you is not the truth.

Only the truth that you take for granted after you hear it is your true truth.

The true gentleman is not dyed by foreign objects and will not violate his own path.

When he does things and uses swords, he will combine the truth of this sword, and he will use the sword of course.

If Zhang Yi is just like the hypocrisy of Changling, the things he does are not the same as what he thinks in his heart. Even with such a sword, it is impossible to comprehend the true meaning.

So Bai Lisu Snow picked a correct sword and selected the right person.

When consciousness followed the smooth strokes of the pen, until the last stroke of the sky rushed to the sky, Zhang Yi only felt that the body was light, as if the whole soul jumped out of the heavens and rushed to the sky, overlooking his body.

This kind of feeling is mysterious and novel, and it is hard to fear.

Zhang Yi woke up, he was shocked that his clothes had been soaked in dew, the sky in the distance had been white, and silently passed.

All those sharp pens disappeared into his sea like a tidal wave. However, when these pens retreated toward one place, they left a trace on the beach, and a clear sword appeared in his mind. .

He realized a sword.

He began to understand the first sword in this sword.

Awkwardly screaming, his heart seemed to have a sudden passage in the depths. However, the big eyes that made him instantly confused were that he felt some rapid fluctuations in front of him, but he did not feel it. Anything is out of the air, and even the real elements in his body are not losing another point.

A very smooth and comfortable feeling, but it immediately filled his body.

At this time, the old Yandi in the camp also turned over and woke up.

His turbid eyes became crystal clear at this moment, as if the volatility that had just fluctuated in front of Zhang Yi gathered in his eyes.

But only in the next moment, his eyes became turbid again.

"I want to drink."

Then he directly yelled at Zhang Yi with a bad tone.

When I heard the call from the old man, Zhang Yi didn't think much about putting a small scroll of sheepskin and coming to the old man's account.

"I want to drink hot water, don't warm it."

The old man seemed to think that he was not coming fast enough, and he said with anger.

"it is good."

Zhang Yi did not say much, but turned to the pace of the caravan station is a little faster.

......

The oriental lighted the white belly. When Ye Wennan woke up and walked out of the hut where he lived, he found a handsome man with a brow eyebrow star next to the carriage of the Jianshan Jianzong at the entrance of the ink garden.

Ye Nan is a teenager who is not afraid of strong enemies or even fears of death. However, when he sees this handsome man, he still feels nervous and restrained and still feels awe.

Because this handsome man is a handsome sword.

For a long time, the swords of the Fujian and Taiwan have always been regarded as the strongest existence of the Shushan Jianzong except for the Baili Su Xue.

Even many practitioners in the seven realms do not understand why the swords and swords in Fujian and Taiwan can be so fast. Why can his swords and people break through the common sense and get out several times faster than the flying swords of the general practitioners.

Yantai Guanjian did not talk to the Shaomen who sat on the mat on the bench, but he did not rush into the park. It seemed that he was just waiting for the sunrise quietly.

Ye Frame Nan has seen the swords in Fujian and Taiwan at the time of the sword meeting, but I don’t know why, even at that time, he did not feel that the swords of the Taiwanese swords are so solemn and serious today.

Although there are no complicated etiquettes and procedures, the Fujian-Taiwan sword is just standing there quietly, waiting for the sunrise, but the leaf frame Nan is clearly aware that something big is happening.

Sunrise in the East, sprinkling thousands of golden light, the sky is completely bright.

The leaf frame was staring at him, only to see that the body of the sword was plated with a layer of gold.

Then, the sword of the Taiwanese sword was gentle and distant to him, and then he bowed to Shao’s murder.

Then a soft breath emerged from his body, making his body extra clean, and even the finest dust on the jade robes was blown dry.

Then stepping on the sword and walking into the ink garden. R1058

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