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Latest website: Ji Yuan and Niu Batian just came back together at this time. With his hearing, the inn was so quiet at the moment, and naturally he could clearly hear Yan Fei's muttering with some unwillingness.

This flying swordsman with fierce swordsmanship has actually been confused and depressed during this period of time, and he knows this by fate.

In the corridor of the inn, Ji Yuan and Niu Batian separated and went back to their own rooms. Watching Niu Batian touch his purse from time to time, he couldn't help but jokingly said something.

"Don't go out tonight. We have to go to the Weifu tomorrow morning. Our followers will be troubled if we can't find Master Niu."

After saying this, the old cow, who had already walked a dozen steps, froze for a moment, turned back to Ji Yuan and smiled in embarrassment before returning to his room.

Niu Batian's room was closer to Yan Fei's room, and Yan Fei heard the door closing, but for the latter, it was normal for Lao Niu to come back at this time. In fact, he thought that Lao Niu was tonight. will not come back.

Yan Fei shook it, put his long sword in its sheath, put it back on the head of the bed, and then lay down, staring at the ceiling of the room in a daze.

Ji Yuan was not in a hurry to return to the room, but stood in the corridor for a long time. Although there were no waves in his eyes, there were ripples in the depths of his heart.

After a long time, Ji Yuan took out a scroll from his sleeve, slowly unfolded it, and read the text on it.

Then close your eyes, reach out and touch every word on it, and feel carefully when you are in harmony with your mind.

Combining Yan Fei's mood and his perception at the moment, in a trance, Ji Fate seemed to penetrate the barriers of time and space, watching an old man in the sky.

There was a hut, a table in front of the courtyard, a sword in one hand and a pen in the other, while writing, the old man also spoke slowly and hoarsely.

"Eighty-year-old people have a long way to grow. Where does the martial arts end? Can there be immortals above the innate? The sword is unwilling, unwilling, unwilling..."

This scroll is exactly the "Jian Yi Tie" that caused the **** storm in Dazhen martial arts and made countless warriors **** their heads.

Yan Fei and Lu Chengfeng and even Du Heng have different personalities, and their attitudes towards martial arts are also different. Compared with the latter two, Yan Fei is more like a pure martial artist than a chivalrous person.

Ji Yuan murmured a sigh.

"How similar to Zuoli..."

Unlike most cultivators, Ji Yuan has never looked down on martial artists, and "Jian Yi Tie" has had a profound impact on him, even now, this kind of skill is so valuable that it is impossible to use it as an immortal. Let's compete.

"Is martial arts really so powerless?"

Ji Yuan also murmured and repeated this sentence, and then shook his head.

If Zuo Li was alive, with this person's martial arts cultivation, ordinary monsters and monsters would probably be no different from an ordinary Jianghu opponent in front of him.

The Zuo madman when he wrote "Zuo Li Jiandian" may be just a congenital master who dominated the roost for a while, but when he wrote "Jian Yi Tie", Ji Yuan believed that Zuo Li at that moment was already the invincible Zuo Jianxian in the world. .

Jiyuan has never been so confirmed at such an instant!

This sword intent! This Dao Yun! It is almost a step to enter another realm. If it succeeds, what kind of excitement will it be?

But in the end, Zuo Li died with hatred...

"It's a pity... it's a pity..."

Ji Yuan himself is a character of the martial arts master level, and he also has a natural passion and affection for martial arts, but he is not a pure martial artist. He cares about too many things and takes up too much energy. With all his magical powers and techniques, he searched the world for chess pieces, and he was destined to be that mysterious Mr. Ji.

The thoughts flowed and the thoughts moved at will, and Ji Yuan opened his eyes and spoke softly.

"Has Hero Yan ever fallen asleep?"

The sound was like a gentle breeze, drifting into Yan Fei's room and reaching his ears, the latter straightened up again almost immediately.

'Is Mr. Ji calling me? ’

"If you haven't slept yet, please go to Jimou's room and talk."

Ji Yuan's voice came again, and Yan Fei finally confirmed that he was not doing dream listening just now, and immediately lifted the quilt and put on his coat.

Not long after, Ji Yuan was sitting in the room and heard Yan Fei's approaching footsteps. Just as Yan Fei was about to reach out and knock on the door, another voice came from inside.

"Push the door and come in."

Yan Fei didn't hesitate, and opened the door gently. Ji Yuan was sitting at the table. Apart from an oil lamp with a lampshade on the table, there was also a roll of copybooks. Ji Yuan looked down at the copybooks and didn't immediately tell them apart. God looked up.

Yan Fei did not dare to be neglected, he held his sword and cupped his hands.

"Mr. Ji, Yan Fei is disturbing!"

Ji Yuan raised his head and smiled, reaching out to the stool on his side.

"It was Ji who disturbed Hero Yan's rest, please take a seat."

Yan Fei closed the door behind him, walked quickly to the table, sat down beside Ji Yuan, his eyes were naturally attracted by the copybook on the table, and before he asked, Ji Yuan had already explained it out loud.

"This copybook has an introverted momentum, and the brush strokes are like dragons and snakes. It is not only a good character, but also a good sword. It is a rare and wonderful pen in the world. When you say it, Master Yan must have heard its name. Note"."

'Sword intent post! ? left? It turns out that the left fanatic is called Zuo Li! ’

Yan Fei was taken aback. It was really because the name of "Jian Yi Tie" was too big. It had been rumored in Dazhen martial arts for decades, and it had a tendency to be forgotten. However, because of the incident of the Thirteen Thieves in Yandi, it attracted everyone in the martial arts. .

At least Yan Fei's generation is well aware of the legend of this copybook.

'I didn't expect the "Jianyi Note" to be in the hands of Mr. Ji, no wonder no one in the martial arts has found any traces of the copybook...'

The thoughts in his heart were like electricity, but Yan Fei didn't have any extra thoughts on the martial arts that may be contained in the "Sword Intention". First, it was a matter of fate, and second, this period of time made him feel a little disappointed in martial arts. .

As if seeing through Yan Fei's thoughts, Ji Yuan looked at him and asked with a smile.

"Does Yan Daxia feel that the martial arts referred to in this "Jian Yi Tie" are nothing but ordinary people's martial arts?"

Yan Fei was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that Mr. Ji saw through his mind, but he didn't refute it either.

"Among the immortal cultivators, there is a saying that martial arts is a trivial art, and it is not worth mentioning. What does Master Yan think?"

Faced with the question of Ji's fate, Yan Fei's heart tightened. Although he was unwilling, he agreed, but he was not a fool. He understood that since Mr. Ji asked such a question, there must be a turning point in the future. When asked, I couldn't explain why.

"Yan thought that standing at the height of an immortal is correct."

"I know you'd say that."

Ji Yuan smiled and then pointed to Jian Yi Tie.

"But martial arts, or martial arts, is not as simple as you think, nor is it as simple as some superficial cultivators think, Zuo Li's book "Sword Intentions", in Ji's opinion, is already close to Dao, but It's called martial arts."

Ji Yuan's smile subsided, and her voice was solemn with emotion.

"Zuo Li has been a martial madman all his life, but when he is old, he begins to search for immortals. He doesn't know his martial arts realm. If he can do his best to take a step forward, it will be a new scene that has never been seen before."

"Boom...boom...boom....boom..."

Ji Yuan rhythmically tapped the "Jianyi Note" in his hand, looking at the copybook and said very seriously.

"When manpower is poor, martial arts are not trivial!"

A trace of mana followed Ji Yuan's fingers into the sword intent post, and the divine intent on the copy post has been affected.

"If there is really such a person who can study the martial arts to reach the peak of the world, and then break through the obstacles and continue the future, the martial arts will definitely become more exciting. Ji has a hunch that although this path is difficult, future achievements may not necessarily lose to the path of immortals and demons. ."

Ji Yuan looked at Yan Fei again and pushed Jian Yi Tie in front of him.

"Although Ji Mou has seen "Zuo Li Sword Canon", he has not remembered it, and it is also belonging to the Zuo family. It's rare, maybe it's unprecedented..."

Ji Yuan paused for a moment, then continued.

"Master Yan, your character is not suitable for cultivating immortals, otherwise it is easy to become a demon, but in the martial arts, it is somewhat similar to the meaning of Zuo Li back then, Ji will present this "Jianyi Tie" to you today, I have already mentioned it. With the method of expressing the spirit through objects, you can get a glimpse of Zuoli's style."

Ji Yuan said, and rolled up the sword intent post.

"Take it back and unfold it in your own room. At first glance, you must fall asleep and fall asleep, and please invite Daxia Yan to watch it beside the bed."

Yan Fei's expression was both astonished and in a trance. Looking at "Sword Intentions", he still had difficulty imagining how a warrior would face a fairy.

But such extraordinary immortals as Mr. Ji would definitely not deceive him. Since Mr. Ji made such an important point about the meaning of this copybook, it must be reasonable.

Yan Fei held the somewhat heavy copybook and stood up to say goodbye to Ji Yuan.

"Mr. Xie Ji's words tonight, Yan Fei must cherish it, please rest, Yan will not bother!"

Ji Yuan nodded and watched Yan Fei turn to open the door. The moment Yan Fei closed the door, Ji Yuan's voice came out again.

"Yan Daxia is both cherished but also confused. After reading the copybook, take a good rest."

Yan Fei paused outside the door, then cupped his hands inward again through the door~www.NovelMTL.com~ Then turned around and left.

After returning to the room, Yan Fei just took off his shoes, put the long sword on the head of the bed, and then sat on the bed and slowly unfolded "Jian Yi Tie".

As more and more handwriting was revealed, it seemed that the words on the copybook began to blur. Yan Fei shook his head, but the handwriting became more and more alive, as if it were flying away from the paper.

In a trance, Yan Fei swayed and lay down on the bed clutching the copybook.

In a dream, someone stood on the top of a mountain with a sword...

"Zheng..."

The sound of the sword dances with the wind and rain, and then shines with the setting sun.

In Ji Yuan's room, Ji Yuan, who was also lying on the bed, looked sideways at Qingteng Jian who was accompanying him, his thoughts seemed to drift to decades ago.

"Where does the martial arts end... Yan Fei, don't let me down!"

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