"What is it?" Hua Li had a smile in her eyes.
Yu Zhi scratched his head and smiled.
Hua Li was in a good mood, probably because she saw the things left by her old friend.
Hua Li joked: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Yun Jin is my senior brother. My flower shadow and his general armor are made of the same Qingyuan iron. Therefore, when the flower shadow and the general armor meet, thousands of things will happen. Inextricably linked.”
"It turns out they are brothers and sisters." Yu Zhi said, pretending to be suddenly enlightened.
Hua Li asked: "Since you have obtained the general armor, you should also have obtained the inheritance from my senior brother."
Yu Zhi admitted with a wry smile: "Senior Yun Jin has taught me everything he has learned throughout his life. It's just that what senior Yun Jin learned is exquisite, but it is difficult for the younger generation to practice."
Hua Li couldn't help but nod and said: "His inheritance is very mysterious and it is indeed difficult to learn. However, if you can reach his level, you will reach the fourteenth realm sooner or later."
"The fourteenth realm?" Yu Zhi asked doubtfully.
This was a realm he had never heard of before.
Hua Li also looked a little confused and said, "Don't you know about the fourteenth realm?"
After talking to Yun Jin last time, Yu Zhi knew that a thousand years ago was a glorious era of martial arts. There were dozens of strong masters. Unlike today, there are only a handful of tenth-level masters.
Therefore, many common senses in martial arts have been forgotten over the years.
Yu Zhi told Hua Li about the current situation of the current era and also talked about his worries.
"Although the Lingkui kings have fallen, no one knows whether a new king has been born in the ancestral land of the Lingkui tribe in the past thousand years. If the Lingkui tribe's combat power is equivalent to that of a thousand years ago, the current human race is far from able to resist it. "
Zhu Qing and Zhu Lan also vaguely understood the current decline of the human race.
In today's world, not only are there only a handful of powerful masters, but also the human race is in civil strife and is far less united than it was a thousand years ago.
It seems like tomorrow the world will fall apart.
It doesn't even require a night ghost invasion. Following Xiang Ji's rebellion, all the state capitals in Da Chu began to make changes.
After the internal fighting among the human race, the Lingkui tribe can completely reap the benefits.
Hua Li said: "As of now, you can only practice hard to reverse the current decline. And if the sky falls, there will be tall people to hold it up. You juniors, don't worry too much. This world is not just what you see. Simple."
Hua Li's words were meaningful and seemed to be a reminder to the three of them.
As he said that, Hua Li looked at Yu Zhi with a deep gaze, as if he could see through Yu Zhi.
"I feel the aura of the Lingkui clan on you, and it seems that there are fire pimples in your body."
Hua Li stretched out her hand and pointed her finger at Yu Zhi's chest.
With a thought in Yu Zhi's mind, a cold jade cage appeared in his hand. The sluggish little fire man was lying in the cage, and the golden flame only gave off a faint light.
"Senior, are you talking about the Immortal Flame Lord?"
Hua Li stared at the little fire man and couldn't help but sneer. "I didn't expect that the Immortal Flame Lord, who pushed countless cities sideways and burned everything, would end up like this."
Immortal Flame Lord turned his head and looked at Hua Li's shadow.
"Bitch, I didn't expect you to still have a trace of your soul left in this world."
The two had fought several times a thousand years ago, so they naturally knew each other.
Hua Li chuckled and said, "You are still alive, so what does it matter if I leave a remnant of my soul?"
The Immortal Flame Lord snorted coldly and said proudly: "I am transformed by the golden flames of the great sun and am immortal. How can I compare to you and other lowly human races?"
Yu Zhi was most annoyed by the arrogant way this little fireman kept talking.
Immediately, Yu Zhi circulated his true energy, and the cold air in the cold jade cage instantly suppressed the golden flames.
The little fire man became smaller and smaller, from a three-inch man to no more than the size of a fingernail.
"Human race, I will not let you go." The Immortal Flame Lord kept roaring.
Hua Li always smiled. She had heard similar words too many times. The King of Lingkui thousands of years ago was even more arrogant than he is now.
"The Immortal Flame Lord who burned tens of millions of people back then ended up in this land. It is indeed a retribution from heaven." Hua Li sighed with emotion.
Yu Zhi said: "By chance, the Great Sun Golden Flame was found by us. Fortunately, although Lord Immortal Flame has spiritual wisdom, he has not returned to his previous cultivation level, otherwise this part of Western Desert State would have been burned down."
Hua Li showed a look of reminiscence and slowly spoke: "Thousands of years ago, the West Desert State was much larger than it is now. The Immortal Flame Lord was one of the kings sent here by the Lingkui tribe to occupy the West Desert State."
"The Golden Flame of the Great Sun is the spiritual fire of heaven and earth. It is the most powerful and powerful fire that burns all things. There are several strong masters who died in the hands of the Immortal Flame Lord, and there are even strong men in the thirteenth level."
"Today's endless desert is the countless cities burned down by the Immortal Flame Lord thousands of years ago."
Yu Zhi felt unbelievable. He had never heard of this before.
Little did they know that the war a thousand years ago left many tragic traces in this world.
Thousands of years have passed and people have become accustomed to these traces.
Hua Li said to Yu Zhi: "I originally kept this spiritual consciousness to wait for the destined person. I never thought I could see my senior brother's disciple again. In this case, I am your senior uncle. I have a nice voice."
Yu Zhi looked at the playful Hua Li in front of him and couldn't help but think to himself: Is the person in front of him really a master who has seen through the world of mortals and understood the sword's meaning in the world of mortals?
Yu Zhi received Yun Jin's inheritance. It stands to reason that he and Yun Jin were the disciples of Yu Zhi, and naturally he also had a relationship with Hua Li.
"Uncle Hua Li."
"Yeah. Very good." Hua Li nodded with satisfaction.
"Since you are my nephew, as my uncle, I should also give you some greeting gifts."
Zhu Qing and Zhu Lan looked at each other with the same thought in their eyes.
Does Ancestor Hua Li want to give the Red Dust Sword Intent to Mr. Yu?
The Red Dust Sword Intention has been in Miaoyin Temple for thousands of years and has become the most precious treasure of Miaoyin Temple.
Even if no one can inherit this Red Dust Sword Intent, there are not a few people who gain insights and practice from the Red Dust Sword Intent every year.
If it were sent out like this, Miaoyin'an's strength would be greatly reduced.
But the Hongchen Sword Intent belongs to Hua Li after all, and it is not anyone else's turn to say what she wants to do.
Hua Li raised his hand, and a ray of light poured into Yu Zhi's eyebrows.
"This is what I learned during my practice and the experience of the war a thousand years ago. I hope it will be useful to you in your future practice. The armor is broken, but there is still a residual spirit. Repairing it will be of great use to you."
Hua Li looked at the Huaying Sword and sighed.
"You already have an excellent sword, your own sword intent, and the inheritance of my senior brother Yun Jin. If you practice well, you can become a giant. But my senior brother's inheritance is extremely profound. I'm afraid you don't have time to understand it. . There is a martial skill in the Red Dust Sword Intent that can be passed on to you."
Immediately, another ray of light poured into Yu Zhi's eyebrows.
"As for the Red Dust Sword Intent..."
If Hua Li wanted to, he could directly pour the sword intention into Yu Zhi's body, waiting for Yu Zhi to slowly explore and one day be able to control the sword intention of the mortal world.
"I think you have your own way of swordsmanship. Other people's sword intentions are just other people's ways after all."
Yu Zhi nodded, understanding Hua Li's intention.
"Being able to observe the Red Dust Sword Intention is enough to clear up my doubts. I don't dare to be greedy for more."
Hua Li smiled approvingly, and her eyes fell on Zhu Qing Zhu Lan again.
"Since we have met, we are destined. As the founder of Miaoyin Temple, I will also give you some opportunities."
As Hua Li waved his hand, Hongchen's sword intention split into two sword lights and entered Zhu Qing Zhu Lan's eyebrows respectively.
"Two sword intentions sharpen your mind. If the two of you can experience Taoism, you may one day be able to inherit the mortal sword intention."
Zhu Qing and Zhu Lan knelt down again and said, "Thank you, Ancestor Hua Li."
Hua Li turned around and said to Yu Zhi: "When a person dies, the light goes out. What happens after a thousand years is beyond my control. I hope you can protect the world again."
Yu Zhi said with firm eyes: "I will definitely do it."
Hua Li smiled and turned into a piece of light and shadow that disappeared in the air.
The Huaying Sword groaned softly, mourning the sword master's departure once again.
The next moment, the Red Dust Sword Intent returned to the Flower Shadow Sword, and the rust that fell to the ground once again covered the body of the Flower Shadow Sword.
The withered bones in front of me no longer look like flowers, but are still as broken.
Everything just happened was like a dream.
Only the empty and silent cave remains.
"Best farewell to Master." Yu Zhi looked at the withered bones and said softly.
When Yu Zhi stood up, the general's armor had disappeared, and so had the pear flower sword.
Observing the Red Dust Sword Intent allowed Yu Zhi to experience the Pear Blossom Sword Intent and what Li Haomiao called the "emotional" Sword Intent.
All the sword intent is to watch the changes in the world, or to see the mountains and rivers, or to experience the joy, anger, sorrow, and joy in the world.
These are the avenues of heaven and earth.
The intention of the sword is to kill, it is the temperament, and it is also the human heart. It is a sword cultivator’s sudden enlightenment, a profound understanding that has been accumulated over time, and a state of mind that has a sudden flash of inspiration.
Of all the weapons in the world, only the past hurts the most.
And the sword cultivator's past is the most hurtful "sword" in their hands.
Yu Zhi thought of Ye Qinghuan. When he was in Qinggu, Ye Qinghuan looked at Ye Qiurong's ashes blowing away in the wind, and suddenly realized the meaning of the frost-killing sword overnight.
The streaks of wind and snow came from Ye Qinghuan's childhood.
Use the past as a sword, understand the true meaning, cut into the present, and stab into the future.
...
After leaving the inheritance place, Yu Zhi exhaled a breath of turbid air and looked at the sky. He knew how to practice the pear flower sword intention and how to continue his swordsmanship.
Zhu Qing and Zhu Lan were also in a good mood.
"Thanks to Mr. Yu, we can meet the ancestors of Hua Li." Zhu Lan said happily with a smile on her face.
Zhu Qing also said to Yu Zhi: "Today I have benefited from Mr. Yu's favor. If you are asked to do anything in the future, we sisters will never refuse."
Yu Zhi waved his hand and said with a smile: "If you treat me as a friend, you don't have to be so polite."
Zhu Lan said nonchalantly: "That's right. Mr. Yu and we are friends, so sister doesn't need to be so polite. When Mr. Yu is in trouble, I will definitely come here."
Yu Zhi rolled his eyes at Zhu Lan and said, "You just want me to be in trouble, right?"
"Hehehe. You don't choose what you say. Wrong." Zhu Lan's temperament is similar to Yu Lan's, lively and outgoing.
When Zhu Qing heard what Yu Zhi said, he didn't say any more words of thanks.
As the three of them were returning along the mountain path, a continuous ringing of bells came from Miaoyin Temple.
"No, the nunnery is warning you." Zhu Qing said anxiously.
Yu Zhi frowned. "Don't worry. King Qingcheng and Master Mingjing are both in the mountains. No matter how chaotic it is, it won't be anything like chaos."
"I don't believe that Mount Anmo can capture Miaoyin Temple?"
