The sky was bright and Yuan Qing also woke up from his sedation. After practicing all night, he made no progress and made useless efforts.

Speaking of which, this situation has been going on for two years.

Seven "sword" characters and seven breakthroughs not only eliminated nine out of ten impurities in the body, but the Qi Mansion Sword Embryo was also an inch-sized brilliant elixir pill, which was only one step away from the perfection of the eighth refinement.

However, this last trace of miscellaneous energy clung to the surface of the sword embryo like a tarsal maggot, turning into a faint black mark. No matter how hard Yuan Qing worked, he could not move it at all, and his cultivation also stagnated.

Sure enough, as the poem says, things in this world are not as expected. Nine out of ten people are like this. Even if they are Taoist, Immortal and True, they will inevitably be vulgar.

The young man sighed in his heart.

Calculating the time, there is still half a month left, and Cao Xi's lessons will be completed. By then, the cause and effect will be settled, the grudges will be cleared, and it will be a farewell period.

With a flick of his finger, the light of his sword rose and turned into a soft breeze, blowing open the shop door. There were only a few people on the street, and it was very deserted. Those who occasionally came and went looked in a hurry and did not dare to stop for a while.

A small group of sergeants stood at the door of the blacksmith shop. The leader, who was nearly forty years old and had thick eyebrows and short beard, was whispering instructions to Zhuzi. It was Zhang Jian, whom he had not seen for several years.

Zhuzi frowned, his face solemn, he just nodded, and after everyone left, he stood there for a long time, and finally let out a long sigh, full of sorrow and anger.

Turning around, he saw the door of Shujianju open wide. He hesitated for a moment, and then walked towards the bookstore.

Yuan Qing heard the conversation between the two clearly, but a few days ago, a massacre occurred in Ximu Town, more than a hundred miles west of the city.

According to reports, all the houses in the town were destroyed and no one was inhabited. Mottled bloodstains could be seen everywhere. There were also several claw marks on the ruins of the road, which were more than ten feet long and more than a foot deep. They were suspected to be the work of monsters.

Zhang Jian came here this time, firstly to convey an order to the iron shops in the city to cast more armor and weapons, and secondly to talk to Zhuzhu and remind him to make preparations in advance.

"Yuan, brother Yuan," Zhu Zhu stood in front of the desk, hesitating to speak, his hands carelessly rubbing the corners of his clothes. Although he was over forty, he was as cramped as a teenager.

"What, no more wine?" Yuan Qing pretended not to know, stood up and asked with a smile.

"No, it's..." Zhu Zhu replied with a grin, but was interrupted by Yuan Qing before he could say a few words.

"It's a small matter, don't worry about it. I'll just go to Zuixianglou to buy two pounds of 'Zui Chunfeng'." After saying this, the young man Shi Shiran walked out of the shop and disappeared as soon as he turned around.

Seeing this, Zhuzi was stunned and full of doubts. He scratched his head and thought for a long time but still didn't know what to do. He had no choice but to sigh again and leave.

Speaking of Yuan Qing, he picked up the Invisibility Technique within a few steps of leaving the house, stood up with his sword, and headed straight for Ximu Town.

Since you have the intention to leave, you must completely eliminate the monsters to avoid future troubles. This can be regarded as complying with your original intention, not violating the chivalry, and protecting the peace of the whole party.

As for why Zhu Zhu was not allowed to petition, it was because he didn't want that honest man to get into trouble and betray his favor.

Three hours later, Yuan and Qing came to Ximu Town. As Zhang Jian said, the place was devastated and in a mess.

With a slight sweep of his mind, the young man landed in front of a claw mark, looked at it for a moment, and then pierced the air with his sword.

Qingzhou Prefecture.

Not long after, Cao Xi came to Shujianju with the green altar in his hands. He looked around and saw no sir. He was not surprised. He put down the green altar and picked up the scriptures to read.

After reading for a full hour, Yuan Qing appeared leisurely, holding a small red clay altar in his hand.

"Teacher." Cao Xi stood up and bowed, his words were sincere and his courtesy was impeccable.

Yuan Qing's eyes showed appreciation, he raised his hand to gently lift him up, and then asked: "Are you willing to learn the sword?"

When Cao Xi heard this, he was overjoyed. He no longer had the indifferent attitude of not caring about gains and losses, and being indifferent to favors and disgrace. He immediately replied loudly: "I am willing to learn, I am willing to learn, Xi'er is willing to learn!"

Yuan Qing smiled and thought to himself: If you continue to study and nourish your energy, you will still have a child's nature after all, but it's fine this way. This is a splendid age, so why should you behave like an old person?

Turning over his hand, he took out a one-foot-long dagger and handed it to Cao Xi: "The sword is called fish intestine, one foot and three inches long. It was used by me when I first learned the way of swordsmanship in the past. It can cut iron like clay. It is also considered a magic weapon in the world. Now I give it to you. I will give it to you in the future."

Practice diligently and don’t lose your sword reputation.”

Cao Xi bowed and took the Fish Intestine Sword, placed it in front of him, and looked back and forth for a long time without saying a word, with an indescribable look in his eyes.

Yuan Qing didn't rush him, he just stood quietly holding the porcelain altar with his hands, and a martial arts arena appeared in front of him. An old man on the sidelines was wearing a moon-white robe, with the scorching sun above his head, and his face was smiling like spring.

Suddenly there was a muffled sound, but Cao Xi knelt down on the ground, with an excited expression, and said respectfully: "I will study hard and live up to the teacher's high expectations!"

"Okay." Yuan Qing came back to his senses, recalled it, then concentrated his mind, pointed a sword, and pointed a finger at the child's eyebrows.

Cao Xi didn't expect that the scene in front of him suddenly changed. He saw the sea of ​​clouds rolling, the gods dancing swords, every move, moving clouds and flowing water, unpredictable, and coincident with the four images, eight trigrams, yin and yang and the five elements, he was dazzled by it.

, his mind was also robbed by it, and the sword in his hand was unconsciously held tighter and tighter.

After a few breaths, Yuan Qing retracted his sword finger and asked calmly: "Do you understand?"

The words came out like thunder, waking up the dreamer. Cao Xi suddenly came back to his senses, but he seemed to be seriously ill. His face was pale, his feet were weak, and he sat slumped on the wicker chair.

Yuan Qing turned a blind eye to this, his face was expressionless, and he still asked calmly: "Do you understand?"

Cao Xi tried his best to hold on and tried to recall, but found that he had forgotten what he saw. Only an illusory sword shadow remained in his mind, and it became fainter and almost disappeared.

After a long time, he opened his eyes and replied weakly: "My disciple is stupid. I only saw an illusory sword shadow. I hope the teacher will forgive me."

Yuan Qing seemed to have expected it, and didn't say much. He just opened the small jar and handed it to Cao Xi. Suddenly, the smell of wine overflowed, mixed with the faint fragrance of herbs, and it turned out to be a jar of medicinal wine.

"Drank them all."

When Cao Xi heard this, he didn't hesitate at all. He picked up the small altar and drank it all in one go.

When the medicinal wine enters the abdomen, it instantly turns into a billowing stream of heat that travels throughout the limbs and bones, replenishes vitality and energy, promotes the palace and activates blood circulation, and then evaporates upwards, reaching the sky.

Cao Xi's face turned red immediately, his eyes were blurred, and at the same time, strands of pale white mist spread out from the acupoints all over his body, lingering like a celestial palace in a fairyland.

In a trance, a wisp of fresh air protected the brain palace, and led him to assume a sword posture. Suddenly the heat in his body flowed like hundreds of rivers to the sea, merged and unified, and rushed back and forth along this sword posture for a long time...

..

It was seven days later when Cao Xi woke up.

It was like a big dream. Although his eyes were open, his thoughts were still there. Lying on the bed, he still felt that he was in the clouds. It took a long time before he gradually felt the reality.

"Mother." Cao Xi called softly.

The woman had been standing by the bed, not daring to make a sound. When she heard the call, she finally couldn't bear it anymore, cried and rushed forward, hugging Cao Xi tightly in her arms, her tears bursting like a dam.

"Tiewa, you're finally awake! You scared my mother to death!"

Zhuzi frowned and smoked outside. When he heard the cry, he immediately threw down his pipe and rushed into the room. Seeing that Cao Xi was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief and murmured: "It'll be fine if you wake up. Just wake up."

good."

As I thought about it, my nose felt sore and my eyes became slightly red.

Cao Xi was confused, but when her mother calmed down and asked for help, she learned that she was not eating or drinking, and had been in a coma for seven days!

"Dad, where is sir? I'll go find him." Recalling the scene that day, Cao Xi jumped out of bed and asked while running out.

"Tiewa, come here!" Zhu Zhu hurriedly stopped him, then took out a pamphlet from his arms and handed it to Cao Xi, "Brother Yuan has left. This is what he left for you, so that you can practice well.

"

Cao Xi took the brochure and saw the five characters "Taiyi Xuanmen Sword". Judging from the handwriting, it must be the handwriting of the gentleman!

When I opened it and took a closer look, I found that it was actually a secret sword technique written in small regular script. After reading a few sentences, I felt that each word was exquisite and each sentence was exquisite. They seemed to echo the sword technique danced by the god.

Seeing the child like this, Zhu Zhu and the woman looked at each other and felt infinite relief. However, it turned into a heavy sadness, which weighed on their hearts and could not go away.

Just because in the past seven days, beasts have appeared frequently and bad news has spread continuously. Every village and town within a hundred miles of Qingzhou Prefecture has been massacred. Several scout teams sent out have been wiped out. The people in the city have fled or dispersed, leaving not enough people trapped.

When I left home, the streets were empty except for soldiers rushing back and forth.

Zhu Zhu also planned to flee with his family, but before Cao Xi woke up, he was told by Yuan Qing not to disturb him, so as not to fail and miss the opportunity. The couple had no choice but to stay.

Nowadays, the city gates are closed and everything is heavily guarded. Any attempt to escape is just a dream.

After a moment of silence, the woman gave the pillar a hint of color, and the latter immediately understood and followed her outside.

Neither of them noticed that a ten-year-old child, after sleeping for seven days, woke up without feeling hungry or thirsty, and his figure even grew several inches taller out of thin air...

Three days later, the blacksmith shop.

Cao Xi was studying "Taiyi Xuanmen Sword" attentively in the house, while the woman and Zhuzi were packing up the things and preparing water and dry food.

Suddenly, the bells rang loudly, spreading throughout the city, one after another, and stopped after nine rings.

Zhu Zhu immediately grabbed some items and a simple knife, rushed to the backyard, lifted up a straw mat, revealing a narrow hole underneath, and then shouted to his wife and children: "Quick, get into the cellar!"

City head.

Shen Wenxin and Ma Youzhi stood side by side, their faces ashen.

The shadows of several huge beasts in the distance gradually became clearer, but they were six three-foot-long monsters including a lion, tiger, leopard, wolf, rhinoceros, and ox, an eight-foot-long flower snake, and a ten-foot-long giant elephant!

"Brother Ma, if we leave at this time, there may be a glimmer of hope." Shen Wenxin said calmly.

Ma Youzhi was silent for a moment, and then said with a smile: "We are facing a powerful enemy, why would you say this, my dear brother?"

Shen Wenxin sighed softly and replied: "Brother Taoist, why do you ask even though you already know?"

Ma Youzhi put away his smile and asked: "Why, after having known each other for decades, in your heart, is Mr. Ma the kind of person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, and who runs away in the face of battle?"

Shen Wenxin shook his head and replied: "Brother Taoist, why do you need to use words to provoke me? I am just a person outside the king's family, not affected by cause and effect, not stained by the worldly dust, and has his own happy years. There is really no need to stay and be buried with Shen."

Ma Youzhi asked again: "Since you know that there is no life in the ten deaths, why don't you leave with me?"

Shen Wenxin turned sideways and smiled slightly: "Shen has studied the books of saints since he was a child. He knows a lot about the grudges of family and country and the righteousness of the clan. What's more, when you serve as an official, you should protect the peace of one party. Now that evil spirits are coming, everyone

The soldiers are armed with strong weapons and regard death as a homecoming. As the city lord, how can Shen survive in vain?"

The words were spoken lightly, but they were decisive and resounding.

After hearing this, Ma Youzhi nodded and said: "Okay, that's the case, Ma will not say anything more, and will stay to see how much trouble these beasts can cause!"

"Brother Ma, you..." Shen Wenxin was shocked when she heard this and hurriedly advised.

But as soon as the words left his mouth, he was interrupted by Ma Youzhi's hand: "I have been running around all my life, mediocre, and have missed the path to the great road. Now that my life is about to end, if I can do a little bit for humanity, it will be considered

Live up to the fate of immortality."

Shen Wenxin saw that his expression was sincere and did not seem to be fake, and he was moved beyond measure. He could not help but give him a respectful salute and said sincerely: "If there is an afterlife, I will have a drink with my Taoist brother again!"

Ma Youzhi swung his sleeves and said with a smile: "Go, go, go, the old man will become an immortal in his next life, so he won't have time to drink with you!"

Before he finished speaking, he heard the beasts roaring and neighing; looking up, he saw all the monsters facing west, with all kinds of brilliance appearing around them, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Chapter completed!