The "admonishment" or "warning" given by the legless old man is of great value. It is really based on experience and it is necessary to listen to it.
The middle-aged man in green shirt surnamed Wei was definitely not a fool. He understood the meaning immediately. Wei Jie nodded and said with deep understanding: "I understand this. Even the frog in the well didn't know it when he died. The world is so vast, it would be very sad to die with a snap of a finger and lose your life in a moment."
Ying Chun glanced at Wei Jie, snorted softly, raised his white eyebrows, anger appeared on his dark and haggard face, and his voice rose slightly, "Let me ask you, why do you want to gather the remaining soul of me without authorization and reshape it?" This physical body allows me to reincarnate again?"
Wei Jie's face became embarrassed, and he was speechless for a while. He really didn't know the safest way to respond.
Seeing that the banished immortal in green shirt who was sitting in a ruins remained silent, Ying Chun became even more angry. If it weren't for the presence of Principal Zhuge, this white tiger-skinned old man who had lived for several lifetimes would probably have been unable to resist this Wei Da. The immortal comes to strike with a sword.
Wei Jiewu held it in for a long time. He raised his fists and bowed slightly. His face changed slightly and he finally said: "This junior has made his own decisions and acted a little hastily. Please forgive me, senior Ying..."
In fact, Ying Chun also knew that if he really wanted to start a fighting battle here, he was determined not to gain any advantage from this "junior" named Wei.
After hearing Wei Jie's words of apology, the tiger-skinned old man let out a sigh of relief through his nose and went down the "stairs", no longer reluctant to hold on to the blame.
The thin, dark old man named Ying again in this life crossed his arms. Ying Chun, who had always been highly respected by the students in the college, raised his chin covered with white beards. His voice was like a drake, not very good. He shouted in a tone: "Wei Jie, you have returned to the realm of Guixu this time. You are so proud that you don't even carry a sword. Be careful if you are hacked to death mercilessly. There will be no whole corpse, so that the pitiful Miss Su will die alone and become a widow for you!"
Wei Jie, who was rarely called by his full name by Mr. Ying, smiled and did not pay attention to his wife whose name was mentioned. He just had a slight thought in his mind and decisively sacrificed the two gods that had not yet been refined into his destiny. sword.
The sword energy is swift and unparalleled, as if an immortal in the sky had unleashed an extraordinary magical power.
Two swords, Zidian and Qingshuang.
But I saw two small spiritual energy swords, one purple and one green, with a dazzling luster.
If the soldiers are attached to the general, they are hovering on the left and right sides of the green-robed immortal's body.
The two swords faintly exuded a dazzling and supreme brilliance. They were so marvelous and magnificent that they were fully worthy of the extraordinary word "god"!
Wei Jie faced the old sword master Ying Chun and said with a smile: "Although these two little gadgets cannot be called sword repair natal swords in the complete sense, they are pretty much the same. They look almost inseparable." Yeah, he's better at bluffing people, and his killing power in battle is pretty good, so I can make do with it."
Everyone knows that words such as "little gadget", "okay", and "make do" are just the self-effacing words of the Azure Dragon Sword Immortal, and should never be taken seriously.
After being carefully refined by the Azure Dragon Great Sword Immortal into a flying sword inside the orifice, the second of the eight divine swords in the Exile of the Exiled Immortal, how could it become an ordinary thing?
Absolutely impossible!
Ying Chun sneered a few times with disdain. The skinny black old man's expression was slightly contemptuous, and he said calmly: "It's just two weapons. It's not very good. Wei Jianxian, you are so out of place. Even I am so incompetent and useless." , A rotten and foolish man already has four natal swords, and you only have two...can you use them? Kneel down and knock your head a few times. If the sound is loud enough, I will give you one, so that we can be evenly matched."
Zhuge Jielu, who was standing aside, spoke with a smile. Zhuge Island Master spoke to outsiders this time, helping Qinglong Sword Immortal Wei Jie, "It's like the natal sword. It's not expensive, even me." , there are only two natal swords, if you have too many, you won’t be able to use them, and it’s a waste of energy, and it’s not worthwhile.”
Ying Chun glanced at Emperor Zhuge who was standing aside. The old man, who was the gold medal tutor of the academy, pursed his lips and made no further comments.
Since the principal opened his mouth, he couldn't say much.
When it comes to swordsmanship, even Yu Youcong has become a defeated general under Zhuge Jielu. How can I, a defeated general under Yu Youcong, have any right to rely on my high position?
Of course, the old man with a drake voice who uses a sword as his foot has this basic self-awareness, and he is not a fool without any self-awareness.
Ying Chun's eyes moved slightly and looked at the white hair on Wei Jie's temples. The roots were clear and white, and they were even more eye-catching.
The white-haired old man named Ying Mingchun in this life had a ripple in his heart, and he inexplicably recalled the first meeting with Wei Jie that year and day.
Time flies by so fast.
Too fast, too fast, my flying sword has no reason to be so fast.
"I still remember the first time we met at *** Mountain, my swordsmanship was so damn rough. It was so messed up that I didn't even notice it. It was obviously nothing like that. Both of them are just like the self-righteous Yamazawa Yexiu. He is so cutely stupid and extremely weak. He still has the nerve to use Yu Yong's Desert Star Technique. He even thinks he is doing it extremely well and is very proud of it... haha. , The smile is so tight."
Ying Chun thought to himself and said with emotion, "More than thirty years have passed in a blink of an eye, and you, Wei Jie, have so many white hairs sprouting from your temples. Time flies by so fast. By the way, boy , I don’t understand something very well, and I’m curious and want to ask.”
Wei Jie spread his hands, the middle-aged man who respected the old sword master Ying from the bottom of his heart, and said very calmly at this moment: "Why ask? Senior, just ask."
Ying Chun looked at the middle-aged swordsman in blue and expressed the little doubt in his heart, "Do you know a young man named Ling Zhen? Why does that young man have the green dragon you created yourself? Really angry?"
Wei Jie thought for a moment and immediately understood. He understood the reason and explained the whole story simply, "Yu Youcong and I are good friends. Part of the inner energy he possesses and his cultivation method are derived from What I taught can be regarded as a great inheritance of cause and effect. As for the young man named Ling, I have seen him once before above the Yellow River and under the sky. He is highly respected by the old fish and can be awarded this The opportunity to impart power and Qi is also normal and easy to understand."
Ying Chun suddenly realized, nodded and said: "So that's what happened. Yu Youcong learned the Qi training technique from you, and later passed the Qinglong Qi to Ling Zhen..."
Wei Jie hummed, and then said leisurely: "To be honest, I quite like that young man. I can't explain why specifically. It's quite mysterious. I always feel that that kid is different. He is somewhat similar to me when I was young. That day at the high altitude of the Yellow River, I also taught him the spirit sword move 'Water Dragon Yin', which is the sword that you, Senior Ying, used to defeat the Dongting Sword Maniac and defeat the old guy Long Li. With the body-protecting true energy and A killer move with high morale, both offensive and defensive, so I won’t die too early, wasting my gift of understanding and detachment, as well as the high hopes of me and Lao Yu.”
Ying Chun thought of his past, suddenly narrowed his eyes and smiled, raised his chin with a thick white beard, and said a little cheerfully: "You mean, Ling Zhen, might become the next Wei Jie?"
"What's the point of being the next Wei Jie?"
Wei Jie said happily, "The best result is never to become anyone, but to be able to be yourself from beginning to end, achieve your own path, and be the so-called 'first person', the first person for eternity." !”
This first person's statement contains many meanings, as numerous as the shining stars and clouds.
There are too many firsts in the world, both good and evil, and it is difficult to distinguish between right and wrong. How can we explain them thoroughly?
For example, he once slaughtered his enemies arbitrarily out of his will. The blade of his sword was soaked with the blood of heroes, and he killed no less than ten invincible land immortals. He also suppressed hundreds of thousands of armored troops outside Yulong Pass with one sword, preventing the horses of foreign races from stepping on them. Is Ying Qiu, the most evil person in the world, or the most heroic person in the world?
Wei Jie deliberately did not explain it thoroughly.
The great road is mysterious, very mysterious, and involves the origin and truth. Gods and men are speechless.
Say too much and make many mistakes.
Ying Chun was silent for a moment and said: "I also have a ruins bracelet, which contains a ruins named 'Shijun Frost Blade'..."
"Frost Blade?"
Wei Jie thought of the set of sword moves "Frost Blade Handle Showing the Lord" that Ying Qiu awarded him on the Yangguan Plain that year. It seems that for Mr. Ying, these two words have unusual meaning and value. .
The old man surnamed Ying, whose complexion was like black iron, turned to look at Zhuge Jielu and said loudly: "I want to invite the principal to observe the Taoism!"
Emperor Zhuge, who was at the highest level of human swordsmanship, said "Hello", his face was full of energy, and he was full of expectations to see this "Tao" from the academy's gold medal instructor.
Sword Immortal Wei Jie, who was also at the bottom of the cave, also became excited, his curiosity skyrocketed, and he couldn't help but want to feast his eyes on it.
Ying Chun, who proposed the idea of Taoism, smiled brightly, grinned, and raised his "foot."
It was a sharp long sword that exuded a strong cold light, and was also one of the old man's "legs".
Lifting this sharp sword as a leg, anyone can clearly see that at the ankle of the old man's leg with white tiger skin, there is a gorgeous jade bracelet with black lines on a white background and mysterious energy. Ying Chun suddenly shook his voice. ——"I have been sharpening my sword for ten years, but I have never tried the frost blade. Today I show you my sword, who has any injustice?!"
After the old man spoke a few words to Principal Zhuge from his heart, Zhuge Jielu, who had cultivated for thousands of years, immediately understood and understood his thoughts immediately.
Zhuge, the number one swordsman in the human race, used his great magical power to reach out with his right hand.
The white light suddenly rose like heavy snow, showing the kind of "avalanche" trend in the Go game.
A giant hand made of snow-white Qi condensed with fine silk stripes flew out of the Guangming Cave in Blind Mountain under the control of Principal Zhuge.
Howling into the wind, its speed is extremely fast.
In an instant, a young man who was sleeping was grabbed over.
He was forcefully dragged to the bottom of the abyss.
Just because the speed of arresting people was so fast, the young master named Ling Zhen was in a daze, without any time to react or think. Maybe in just a blink of an eye, he was already here inexplicably.
Ling Zhen was enjoying herself happily with everyone in the private room of the Zongqing Building, singing and dancing, and unknowingly drank too much.
At the moment, his head was heavy and dizzy, and he was in a state of not fully waking up. He almost knew nothing and knew nothing.
Ling Zhen could only lie down on the ground in a drunken state. He looked a little pitiful like a puddle of mud that he couldn't stand up and couldn't hold up.
As long as they are on Tongtian Island, no matter who they are, even if their cultivation is as strong as Vice-Principal Yang Jie, there is a high probability that they will not escape the fate of being captured so easily!
Because the right time, right place, and right people are all in Zhuge's hands.
As for whether he can resist after being caught, that is another matter.
Seeing this young man who suddenly appeared and was "captured alive" by his snow-white hands, Qinglong Sword Immortal Wei Jie was very surprised. He didn't understand what Emperor Zhuge's move meant and what was its purpose?
Ying Chun's extremely sharp "blade foot", at this moment, flowed through the magical charm of the ruins bracelet, bursting out an extremely astonishing light, illuminating the entire bottom of the Guangming Cave.
Ling Zhen was completely shocked by the bright light and opened his eyes, horrified and frightened.
I am almost going blind. I can't see anything or anyone, only infinite light!
Everything seems real and illusory, as if even if you try your best to open your eyes wide, you are still in a hazy dream, completely different from reality, completely derailed, and unable to find the right path.
The dazzling and brilliant light quickly disappeared.
Instead, there was endless thick darkness.
It's so thick that it can't be melted away, and you can't even see the outline of your fingers if you stretch out your hand!
Ling Zhen, who was completely panicked, tried his best to open his eyes, looking for the non-existent light in front of him, and tried to stand up in this thick darkness, reaching out to look around, looking for something.
But just when he was about to stand up straight.
Suddenly there was a giant frost-laden blade, as majestic as a mountain, and it just slashed down.
He slashed at the young man's head.
The killing energy of this sword was too majestic, and the power of heaven was unparalleled. As for Ling Zhen, who had just woken up not long ago, his back was stiff and his legs were shaking.
I was so frightened that I almost fell down again, trying hard to steady my body and legs, looking quite embarrassed and horrified!
That frost blade did not kill anyone, but broke through the dark and boundless void with supreme power.
If the black silk is suddenly torn, a crack will appear.
At the crack, light shines through.
Like a huge... "light door".
The young man in green robe looked at the gap in front of him, and felt that it was extremely unbelievable. The upper and lower mouths could no longer be closed.
White light in black, truly eye-catching.
A strong gravitational force struck, and Ling Zhen, whose mouth opened wide in shock, was completely involuntarily sucked into the "door" by force.
