On March 2nd, Nan Yi returned to class at Wuxiang Academy.
The fact that he died in the Phoenix inheritance spiritual realm was only spread among the monks of the aristocratic family.
Most of his classmates in Liaozhai were from civilian backgrounds. They had just entered the academy and didn't know anything about spiritual practice.
They just thought that Nan Yi was seriously ill and took ten days off, but they didn't know that Nan Yi had actually died and been resurrected.
The classes in the academy are all about ordinary knowledge, not the secrets of spiritual practice, and there is nothing good to say about it.
Half a day passed in a blink of an eye. Nan Yi only talked to Xie Jianan about the existence of the practice world to Xie Beihe, and then left the academy again, preparing to go to Chengyou Bookstore to continue today's "literary copying" homework.
Although the scale of Yi warriors is getting bigger and bigger, they can provide Nan Yi with confidence every day. With a little sieving, you can get a lot of spirituality.
But in daily tasks, Nan Yi will not fall behind as long as he is not dead yet resurrected.
Because daily homework is not only for daily spiritual growth, but also an attitude of practice.
However, before arriving at the bookstore, an old man appeared and stopped Nan Yi.
"Are you Yi Ming? The person who pioneered internal martial arts?"
The old man was dressed in rags and looked like a beggar.
Only his eyes were bright and bright, as bright as stars, without any trace of twilight, as if they were in the prime of life.
"I'm Wei Dao, who is known as a swordsman in the world. I heard that Chu County has developed a martial art of internal martial arts, which is called a new path of martial arts. However, old men like me have become remnants of the old path and are destined to be eliminated."
"I have a bad temper and can't bear to be provoked. I came to Chu County to ask Mr. Yiming to test the sword."
Wei Dao was talking to himself, but his eyes were fixed on Nan Yi.
After listening to Wei Dao's self-reported intention, Nan Yi was speechless.
This old man knew that he had been provoked, but he still went to all the trouble and came all the way from Wei County to Chu County to fight with him.
Wei Dao is just a mortal warrior.
But just like Yan Qingyun before entering the spiritual realm, he entered Taoism through martial arts. He has developed the sword intention in his mortal body and entered the Huangjie.
The difference is that Wei Dao is not interested in internal skills and mental methods.
He had no intention of turning to internal martial arts, he just wanted to come to Nan Yi to try his sword as a traditional martial artist.
Not only high and low, but also life and death.
Nan Yi wanted to say that he was just a writer, not a warrior.
But Nan Yi saw Wei Dao's determination in his eyes.
Except for the agreed place, Wei Dao had no intention of paying attention to Nan Yi's words.
Even if it is an agreed time.
Because the time is determined by Wei Dao, today, right now.
The only respect he gave Nan Yi was to let Nan Yi decide the location.
Once Nan Yi says something that has nothing to do with the agreed place, then Wei Dao will no longer be polite and draw his sword directly.
Therefore, facing Wei Dao's blazing gaze, Nan Yi kept silent and stopped making unnecessary excuses.
He looked at Wei Dao, his eyes gradually turned cold, and he also put away his unnecessary thoughts, no longer thinking about what Wei Dao had in mind when he came here.
Because, that's not important.
Now that Wei Dao is here, he only needs to give Wei Dao a ride.
"You shouldn't have come."
"But I'm already here."
"Then I'll give you a ride."
"I'll wait and see."
Nan Yi looked indifferent: "Let me take the sword."
Wei Dao smiled wildly: "Yes!"
So, Nan Yi took another step.
But this time, he no longer walked towards Chengyou Bookstore, but rushed to the nearest martial arts school.
Nan Yi came to the hospital and asked to borrow the sword:
"I am named Yi Wu, a person who opened up the way. I am the origin of inner strength and mental method. I am also named Yi. Today, there is a man who is crazy about swords and wants to try the sword. I don't have a long sword in my hand, so I came to your hall to borrow one. "
Nan Yi said, regardless of the reaction of the people in the martial arts hall, he walked straight to the weapon rack and took out a sword at will.
The people in the martial arts hall were still understanding what Nan Yi said. They were frightened by Nan Yi's momentum. They were stunned for a moment and did not react. They watched Nan Yi enter the door to get the sword as if there was no one around.
Wei Dao raised his eyebrows: "Is this sword worthy of use?"
Even though a mortal warrior is not a monk, there is no such thing as a magic weapon or a magical weapon.
But there are still some magical weapons, famous swords and so on.
Wei Dao has a long sword on his waist, which is a famous sword.
Although he didn't expect Nan Yi to be able to produce any famous sword at such a young age, he would at least need a sword that had been refined a hundred times before it could be used.
As a result, Nan Yi just casually entered the martial arts gym, took an ordinary iron sword, and wanted to fight him.
Wei Dao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
Nan Yi said calmly: "That's enough."
Nan Yi did not intend to use monk methods to bully Wei Dao. But secretly tempering the iron sword with the vast cold ice flame so that it could collide with Wei Dao's long sword, he did it smoothly.
But he didn't have to explain this kind of thing to Wei Dao.
Wei Dao didn't say much about this.
He gave Nan Yi a chance.
Since Nan Yi felt that the ordinary iron sword was usable, he didn't bother to speak again.
After all, Wei Dao approached Nan Yi from the very beginning, not because of his strength.
Even if Nan Yi opened up internal martial arts, Wei Dao didn't think that Nan Yi, who was young and had a status as a scholar, could have much fighting power.
He came to Nan Yi purely because of his identity.
Creating internal skills and mental methods, opening up new ways of martial arts, it sounds really crazy.
But in the eyes of Sword Maniac Wei Dao, martial arts should be about cultivating one's will, strengthening one's aura, and integrating with the sword. The person is the sword and the person.
The so-called internal martial arts, which only requires daily meditation, is called cultivation. Cultivating internal strength is simply an evil way.
Because Wei Dao could see that when the internal martial arts spread, many ordinary people who were not martial artists would follow suit and practice internal martial arts.
This kind of person who has no martial arts skills and no internal strength is not worthy of being called a warrior at all.
As for the original martial artist, once he is distracted from practicing his internal skills and his will is not pure and unified, it will be difficult for him to cultivate the sword's intention and sword's power.
In Wei Dao's eyes, rather than saying that Neigong Martial Arts is a new way of martial arts, it is better to say that Neigong Martial Arts is destroying traditional martial arts.
Therefore, in order to defend the martial arts, Wei Dao decided to go to Chu County in person, find the source of the evil inner strength, and kill it with one blow.
However, with Nan Yi holding the sword in his hand, Wei Dao felt slightly surprised.
He originally thought that Nan Yi was young and even if he had some talent in developing internal martial arts, he would be mediocre in terms of martial arts and even momentum.
Unexpectedly, holding the sword in his hand, Nan Yi gradually felt a sense of sword intent.
——The effect of the "Emperor's Sword" gathering crowd blessings not only empowered Nan Yi with internal strength and true energy from a distance, but also gave Nan Yi countless martial arts experience out of thin air. It is not an exaggeration to say that he has experienced thousands of battles. .
Although the sword intention itself is not within the blessing range of the "Emperor Sword", with the experience of ten thousand battles and Nan Yi being a monk, it is not difficult to imitate the sword intention.
Seeing Nan Yi's rising sword intent, Wei Dao's lips curled up into a smile.
That's fine, it won't be too boring.
If he didn't hold back, he immediately drew his sword and slashed at Nan Yi at the door of the martial arts hall.
He was obviously nine steps away from Nan Yi, but in the eyes of the onlookers in the martial arts hall, Wei's sword was swung out, but like a guillotine on the execution ground, it fell from the sky and went straight to Nan Yi's head.
This is a breath of intense murderous intent.
When the killing intent suddenly explodes, Nan Yi, who is locked by the killing intent, will be killed instantly like a beheaded person, even though he is far away and the long knife is not attached.
This is the intention of the sword.
The knife can only cut the physical body.
But the intention of the sword can cut straight to the heart and soul.
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