Traveler In the World

It was a man like a flower in the high mountains. He was dressed in a blue and white long shirt with alternating collars. The waist was tight, giving people a neat and neat feeling. The cuffs were wide and accommodating. The hair is white, but it is not like the white hair of ordinary old people, but it is woven like white jade. In addition to his handsome face and noble temperament, it also gives people a feeling of coldness that is completely unapproachable.

He also carries a simple sword box behind him, which seems to be quite old, but it is very well maintained, and the traces only give people a sense of precipitation of the years.

All in all, he is like a bright moon alone in the nine heavens, and all the changes in the world cannot affect him in the slightest!

After evaluating the sword of Kyushu Sanren, the man turned to look at Yi Dao and the girl Aleister. After looking at it for a while, he clasped his fists and said, "I don't know which group of experts you two are?"

When asked this sentence, he looked at Yi Daoren.

It wasn't that the young girl Aleister, who looked like an orchid of the Han family, made him think that the girl Aleister couldn't understand what he said, but that he distinguished between Yi Dao and the girl Aleister who was the main speaker.

It is true that compared to Yi Dao Ren, the young girl Aleister gave him an unfathomable feeling, while Yi Dao Ren was just an ordinary Jianghu master.

But from the position of the young girl Aleister, and her small gesture of glancing at Yi Daoren when he appeared, he could judge that Yi Daoren, who seemed to be a master of Jianghu, was definitely not an 'ordinary' master of Jianghu!

Yi Daoren raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Idlers and FITs, I don't have any sect. You can just call me Yi... Her full name is Aleister Crawley. According to our calling tradition, you can call me Is she Crawley... ma'am or ma'am?"

The last sentence was said to the girl Aleister, but the girl Aleister gave Yi Daoren a look of disrespect, and then said to the person: "You can just call me Aleister."

"Under Murong Ziying, a disciple of the Kunlun Qionghua School." The man politely stated his name and origin.

After hearing his self-reported name and origin, Yi Daoren's mouth curled slightly: "Didn't the Qionghua faction be destroyed by the fire of the sky fifty years ago? Could it be that you were a disciple outside the Qionghua faction? But looking at your cultivation and words and deeds, you don't look like someone who would be out of the world at that time."

After listening to Daoist Yi's words, Murong Ziying frowned slightly, and then shook her head with a wry smile: "Senior Yi really knows a lot about my faction."

"I don't dare to take the name of senior... At least, in terms of immortality, I am far from being called your senior." Yi Daoren waved his hand, then glanced at the idle people and the others around him, and said: " There is no need to gossip, let's go to a quieter place to chat."

"I can't ask for it." Murong Ziying nodded lightly with a smile, then flicked her sleeves, and a purple light appeared from the sword box behind her. After revolving around him twice, she stopped in front of him, revealing a whole body of purple light. long sword.

The long sword is not the current popular sword, but is more ancient, with a broad sword body and a wide sword grid, which seems to be the style of the Spring and Autumn Pre-Qin period.

There are also some runes on the generous sword, which are like pictorial characters, and there is a strange and evil feeling faintly.

One of the young knights in the crowd was startled by this magic trick, and then shouted, "This guy is an accomplice of Yaodao!"

"Shut up if you don't know! This is the method of the Xianjia!" After all, Jiuzhou Sanren is an old river and lake, and knows a lot more than the young knights, so he scolded directly, and then looked obsessively at the sword in front of Murong Ziying: " The Immortal Sword... This is the real Immortal Sword..."

Ignoring the noise of the idle people and others, Murong Ziying stepped on the ancient purple sword, turned into a stream of light, rose into the sky, and flew into the distance.

A small branch appeared in the hand of the girl Aleister. After looking at Yi Daoren, she wrapped in a fragrant wind and followed the streamer of Murong Ziying.

But Yi Daoren did not chase after him immediately, but quietly watched the girls Aleister and Murong Ziying disappear, then turned to look at the Kyushu Sanren, and said with a smile, "I saw something interesting in you. Stuff... so be it. If you can find a place for us to chat, how about I give you a chance?"

The Kyushu Sanren was stunned for a moment and asked, "What chance?"

"Xianyuan." Yi Daoren's tone was flat, but full of endless temptation: "As a price to remind you, I will accept your sword... By the way, I really hate when someone uses weapons Aligned. So, you should be lucky."

Before Kyushu Sanren could react, the sword in his hand had disappeared.

Afterwards, the figure of Yi Daoren also disappeared. Like it never existed!

After flying for a while, Murong Ziying found that only the girl Aleister was chasing her, so she paused for a while, and then went around to the girl Aleister, showing her figure.

"Where's Mr. Yi? Didn't he come?"

"Are you looking down on him?" She pursed her lips and smiled, and the girl Aleister said: "He doesn't need to follow us, it's a waste of time for him. Instead of worrying about whether he can keep up with you, why not? Why don't you worry about whether your home has been turned upside down by him."

"My house?" Murong Ziying was stunned for a moment, then frowned slightly and looked into the distance. After pondering for a while, he said, "Can you be faster?"

The girl Aleister did not answer, but the fragrance suddenly dispersed, and then appeared directly thousands of meters away!

"Good trick!" After her eyes glowed with praise, Murong Ziying turned into a sword light again, and then swept across the sky several times faster than before.

"What a terrifying world... It's almost three or four times the speed of sound, right? If it's on Earth, you can reach anywhere in a short period of time... Eh? This seems to be the Earth too!"

Although she was sighing inwardly, the girl Aleister did not move slowly. After waving a branch and drawing a few runes in the air, she injected magic power into the runes: "Send me the location, I'm going to teleport. "

"Why is it so troublesome?" Yi Daoren's voice sounded beside the girl Aleister, and then a hand stretched out from the void, grabbed the girl Aleister's hand, and pulled it.

Landing on a familiar mountain top, Murong Ziying looked around and found the figure of Yi Daoren standing on a strange rock, and then watched him put his hand into the void and pull the girl Aleister from the door. Pulled out from the void like coming out!

"Senior is really good!" While sighing, Murong Ziying slowly walked towards Yi Daoren: "I just don't know how the senior knew that I was going to bring you here?"

"Because you want to bring us here, so I know you want to come here." Yi Daoren replied with a natural look. I had no idea how amazing my answer was.

"Could it be that seniors can read minds?"

"It can be considered." Yi Daoren admitted.

"So, when senior saw him, he had already seen his mind?" Murong Ziying stopped not far in front of Yi Daoren, stroking the ancient purple sword floating beside him: "If that's the case, why is senior? Would you like to follow me? Could it be that you have nothing to fear?"

"Don't get me wrong, I don't need to read your heart yet." Yi Daoren stared at Murong Ziying for a moment, then turned to look around, then stretched his waist and said, "I want to know where you are going, you have to be right. I don't need to read minds in anything I do."

"That……"

"Have you lived here for a long time? There is a strong taste of you here." Before Murong Ziying could finish speaking, Yi Daoren interrupted him directly, then pointed to a place in the distance and said: "Especially there, I think that there is your body."

The place Yi Daoren pointed to is not very conspicuous on this hilltop, and it will even be ignored if you are not careful. But as long as people who have cultivated, will not ignore that place, because there is a sky-high sword energy there, it seems that there are countless swordsmen who want to express themselves there.

But there is no breath of living creatures there...

"Jianzhong..." Murong Ziying was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "Xia has been practicing there for decades."

"Everything in the world is connected, even if that connection cannot be seen in the eyes of ordinary people or even people like you, but no one can deny that connection. Just like when I came to this world, I directly pestered me. It's like wearing a shackle." Yi Daoren said slowly: "You have been cultivating here for decades, so everything here has a very deep connection with you. Once your thoughts move, they will It naturally echoes your thoughts... Mind Movement Fasui? Maybe you can call it that. As for me, I learned about your thoughts when this method appeared, and then I came here to play... Unfortunately, nothing Not fun. You seem to take all the good stuff in yourself."

While speaking, Yi Daoren looked at the ancient purple sword beside Murong Ziying.

The purple ancient sword stagnated for a moment, and then ran directly behind Murong Ziying, seemingly frightened by the eyes of Yi Daoren, like a living creature... No! That's a living thing!

"A sword with a soul? Made of blood sacrifice?"

Yi Daoren raised his brows. He could sense that the ancient purple sword contained a human soul, so he waved his hand, and the ancient purple sword appeared directly in front of Yi Daoren from behind Murong Ziying!

"Does this sword have a name? If so, can I study it?"

Murong Ziying first looked at Daoist Yi with a look of horror, and then after hearing Daoist Yi's words, she blurted out, "No way!"

"Why? I'll give you what you deserve... Of course, including her." Yi Daoren stretched out his fingers and knocked on the ancient purple sword as he spoke.

A wisp of blue smoke emerged from the ancient purple sword, and then formed in mid-air the appearance of a 28-year-old girl with blue hair and eyes, wearing blue ancient clothes on her body, and her temperament was as gentle and pleasant as water.

"Huh? Huh?" The girl didn't seem to react, and she would suddenly come out of the sword. After looking around blankly, she found Yi Daoren standing in front of her. Her pretty face instantly turned white, and she immediately turned to the purple ancient sword. Pounced, as if wanting to return to the sword.

But her actions only resulted in a crisp sound of "", and then she groaned on the side with her head on her back.

Yi Dao Ren touched his chin and looked at the girl holding her head Shen Yin, and smiled: "It seems that you are used to the way of being a spirit body, and suddenly getting human flesh is completely unsuitable."

"Who can adapt to this kind of thing all of a sudden?" The girl raised her head and shouted at Yi Daoren, with tears in the corners of her eyes that she didn't know whether it was pain or anger, which made people feel pity.

"Huh?" Raising his brows slightly, Yi Daoren touched his chin again, then snapped his fingers.

The girl holding her head didn't react yet, her eyes, hair color, and clothes had turned as red as flames, and the pain of her head hitting the sword disappeared.

"I thought you were one and the same, but it turned out to be divided into two... Yes, although the reason for your existence is her~www.wuxiaspot.com~, but it is not her." Yi Daoren asked while the girl was still in a daze Said: "Do you want me to get you a body? So that you can live as sisters?"

"Sister status..." The girl hesitated for a moment, then took up the ancient purple sword and swung it towards Yi Daoren.

"Stop!" Murong Ziying suddenly appeared beside the girl when the ancient purple sword was about to be aimed at Yi Daoren, and held down the ancient purple sword: "Longkui, don't be rude to Senior Yi!"

She glanced at Murong Ziying impatiently, but the girl put down her sword: "This guy scared her, don't you teach him a lesson? She trusts you very much, so don't let her down!"

She had just finished speaking, when the red on her body suddenly faded back to the previous blue, and she said embarrassedly, "Mr. Murong...that..."

"It doesn't matter. It's my fault that I failed to purify that resentment." Murong Ziying waved her hand, then continued to look at the girl, and then looked at Yi Daoren: "Senior, is this?"

"Let you see the reward I can give. I won't let you know the reward, I'm afraid you won't be willing to do business with me." A pipe that should not have appeared in the background of the times, put it in his mouth and smoked: "I can give this little girl human flesh, and it is still good meat, as long as there is no problem, it will probably not be a problem to live for hundreds of years. In this way, she will go No one will be bound by this sword. As for you... I can let you look at my door as a reference. After all, the only thing you have to do is to know how to cross the door."

An ancient and brand-new stele, from shallow to deep, was projected into this world from the void.

"Dao Guo!"

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