It was hot at noon and cooler in the evening. Wei Shiqi waited until the sun turned west and went all the way to the peach grove behind Taoyuan Villa. He looked around for Ruan Jing's figure. After turning around, he found that he had lost his way. He found it interesting. He thought of Peach Blossom Island and Fairy Island for no reason. Those memories that only belonged to him were like the mud and sand under the river surface, stirred by nostalgia and rising up little by little, making his thoughts disordered.
After all these years, he has never forgotten who he is and where he comes from. Everything you see and hear in front of you will bring up familiar memories from the depths of your mind, the water you drank, the meals you ate, the roads you walked, the songs you listened to, the books you read, the people you met, and the memories you left behind. In his body, it became an instinctive part that could no longer be separated.
He is a passerby in this world, and this world is his game.
The twilight was getting darker and the beauty was nowhere to be seen. Wei Shiqi jumped up to the top of the tree and looked around, found the location of Taoyuan Villa, found the right location, jumped off the tree, and walked back.
He heard a familiar voice ringing from above his head. The girl who liked to sit in the tree and watch the scenery greeted him: "Hey, I'm here!"
Wei Shiqi stopped, looked up at Ruan Jing, and said, "I've been looking for you for a long time, and I'm almost lost. When did you arrive?"
"It's been a while, and I've seen you walking around in circles in the peach forest like a headless fly. Haha... Hey, why do you feel that your tone of voice has changed a little, and you seem more casual?"
"Well, if you think of talking to junior sister or senior sister, you don't need to be so formal."
Ruan Jing heard that Xian Zhiya jumped down from the tree and said casually: "Call me Senior Sister, I started here earlier than you. Did Xi Huzi agree?"
"The master said that after the sword discussion in Chixia Valley ends, I will no longer be a disciple of Xiandu."
"Then what do you think?"
"Disciples of the Immortal City should share the worries of our master and do our best."
"Okay, it's settled, no regrets!" Ruan Jing poked his abdomen with her finger, showed an innocent smile, and hammered the corner.
"Um...Headmaster Han of the Xuantong Sect has the Sanyang Sword in his hand. How can we defeat him?"
"Qin Zijie's Sanyang Sword is the most famous murder weapon in Kunlun. I don't know how many innocent souls have been killed by the sword. Xi Huzi's cultivation is mediocre. If he wants to be better than Han Chisong, unless he lends his master's Qingming Sword, he may be able to suppress the Guiyuan Demon. Fire, otherwise, don’t even think about it.”
"What should we do?"
Ruan Jing chuckled and said: "It's very simple. If you can't beat Han Chisong, then avoid him. Don't you know the rules of swordsmanship in Chixia Valley?"
Wei Shiqi suddenly woke up. During the debate on swords in Chixia Valley, Branch Seven sent his disciples to compete and compete. The top ranking sects would win the skills, swords, techniques, magic weapons and elixirs. The sect will compete in swordsmanship in person, and the loser will choose another Kunlun disciple to compete. If he loses again, he will be reduced to a casual cultivator. The Kunlun sect will choose another talented person to serve as the new leader. As long as Xiandu squeezes into the top five, the problem will be solved.
"Since the Xiandu Sect and the Xuantong Sect are definitely at the bottom, how can we avoid them?"
"Then it's up to you."
Wei Shiqi laughed dumbly, "Me? I haven't even learned how to control a sword, so I can only be bullied."
Ruan Jing laughed, her eyes curled into a crescent moon, and she was very happy and said: "It doesn't matter, I will teach you. The sword skills left by my father are the most conducive to quick success. I don't know how much faster than the "Taiyi Foundation Establishment Sutra". Three days is enough for you to master the art of sword control. If you are lucky, you will be able to master sword aura in three to five years!"
"A quick sword technique?" Wei Shiqi instinctively felt something was wrong and said cautiously, "It doesn't mean that Kunlun disciples can only choose a sword technique after they have mastered the art of sword control to the point where the mind and sword are united and the movement is smooth." Practice?”
"Master didn't nod. You are not a disciple of Kunlun yet. The sword technique I want to teach you is not a Kunlun sword technique. It has nothing to do with the unity of the heart and the sword. The Kunlun sect does not have quick sword techniques. The quick sword techniques are all... Hehe ...a heresy."
Wei Shiqi smiled and was speechless. He never thought that he would be favored by God, and he would have many adventures, near misses and no dangers, and finally he would embrace the beautiful woman. Everything you gain has to pay a price. There is poison hidden behind delicious food. There may be coincidences and opportunities in this world. The first time is luck, the second time is a miracle, and the third time is definitely a nightmare. He has a sense of burden of being designed and controlled by others, but he cannot help himself and cannot change, so he can only accept it.
"Give me your flying sword."
Wei Shiqi took out the Hidden Snow Sword from the sword pouch, held it in his palm and presented it to her. Ruan Jing stretched out three fingers to gently pick it up, looked at it under the moonlight, tapped it inch by inch with her fingertips, and listened.
She muttered: "The quality of the sword is not bad, just give it a try. If it doesn't work, think of another way." As she said that, she made a magic formula with her five fingers, grabbed it casually, took out the sword seed from the Hidden Snow Sword, and flew the sword. Suddenly, his spirituality was lost, and the mysterious connection between the demon pill and the flying sword was cut off. Wei Qi Qi's chest surged with blood, and the demon pill in his dantian rushed left and right, almost ready to burst out of his throat.
A bit of white light struggled desperately between her fingers, illuminating her pretty face with unparalleled brightness. Wei Shiqi lost consciousness for a moment. Ruan Jing stretched out her arm and patted his lower abdomen, forcing the sword seed into his dantian. After entering the body, he went around a few times and rushed into the Dazhui point on his own, and the demon pill also settled down.
