Cultivation Begins with Cultivating Spiritual Roots

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　　 A mountain top, the space above the head was turbulent and twisted, and two figures were squeezed out.

　　 They stabilized their bodies, looked around, and then looked up.

　　 The sky is blue, the sky is clear and clear, and the plain face is endless. It is an endless endlessness that the little secret realm has never brought to them.

　　 They know that they have come out, and now they are standing in the vast world of comprehension.

　　 "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

　　 "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh! I finally came out." Yirong turned his head and glanced at him, his body undulating, and also shouted into the distance with a smile, that girlish posture was really cute and charming.

　　 "Who, who? The ghost roars the ghost? The monsters that I was about to hunt were all scared away by you." Suddenly, a curse came from the dense forest on the mountainside.

　　 Yirong's big innocent eyes rolled around and couldn't help but laugh.

　　 "This mountain range is a bit strange, go, let's go down and ask for directions to see where this is?" Yang Buyi grinned and flew down with Yi Rong.

　　 "He is chasing the monster, let's go down." The two flew in the air and saw the movement in the dense forest.

　　 Brush!

　　 Two streams of light fell, and suddenly blocked the way of a big man.

　　 One man and one woman?

　　 Damn, could it be that they were just yelling at ghosts?

　　 These two hairy boys are bluffing, and it’s nothing more than the monster that disturbed me. Now they are still blocking me. Is this situation still trying to beat me?

　　 The big man's eyes sank, Yu Guang glanced forward, seeing the monster beast running farther and farther, frowned, and shouted: "What are you doing against me? Are you not going to get out? Lao Tzu's monster is almost gone."

"Be safe and not irritable!" Yang Buyi pinched the tactics with one hand, and the flying sword in his hand turned slowly and then turned into a stream of light to kill the monster. Above the sword.

　　 When the big man felt the sharp sword aura, his spine got a chill. When he saw this sword technique, his eyelids jumped wildly, and his heart shook.

　　 "Here you! In exchange, I'll ask for a way!" Yang Buyi lifted the sword and handed the dogtail mink to it.

"Brother...senior brother want to ask for directions?" The big man stunned, his breath suddenly stopped, his huge eyes turned cleverly, and he grinned immediately, revealing an extremely brilliant smile. He was screaming and screaming. Erased from the memory, said, "No one knows this area better than me. Brother, if you want to ask for directions, just ask."

"This is where?"

　　 "This is the Chixia Mountains!"

　　 "Chixia Mountains?" Yang Buyi smiled slightly, and said to Yirong, "We are in Chixia Mountains, not far from Dongfu City."

　　 "Which side is the East Floating City?"

　　 "East!" The big man looked up and said.

　　 "Let's go!" Yang Buyi nodded with joy, and when he closed his sword, he and Yirong shot up into the sky.

　　 "Huh!" The big man breathed a sigh of relief, holding the dog-tailed mink, and said with a smile toward the sky, "These two idiots, asking for directions and helping to hunt monsters, so I will spare you the crime of disturbing before."

　　 "We were shocked that it was indeed wrong for you to hunt monsters, but eldest brother also needs to be cautious in his words and actions in the future, otherwise trouble will come out of his mouth!" A leisurely voice floated from the distant sky.

　　 The big man turned black when he heard this.

　　 "Next time he has to think about it before scolding someone." Yang Buyi smiled.

　　 also smiled and said: "Now he is probably afraid after a while, but he didn't expect whispering to be discovered, hehe!"

　　 "Let's go!" Yang Buyi smiled, and immediately flew with Yirong.

　　 Two hours later, the two had already arrived in Dongfu City.

　　 Yirong looked at Xiaoqifang with the door closed not far away, his face changed slightly, and the frequency of her feet movement was a bit chaotic.

　　 "Don't worry, trust your grandpa!" Yang Buyi calmed down.

　　 is also allowed to nod lightly, the panic on his face does not increase, but the steps under his feet are obviously quickened.

　　 The two of them had just arrived in front of Xiaoqifang, ready to explore their spiritual sense, and an old voice faintly came from inside: "Girl!"

　　 "Grandpa!" Yi Rong was surprised, sobbed, opened the door, and trot in.

　　 Yang Buyi also followed in. As soon as he walked in, he saw the old man sitting opposite the gate. His hair became more gray and his face grew older, except for his eyes.

　　 When he saw the intact Yirong running in, he refreshed, and his eyes showed a little brilliance at this moment.

He opened his hands around the crying girl who threw himself into his arms, and his big wrinkled hands gently stroked her back, his stiff facial muscles twitched slowly, finally showing a mechanical smile: "Girl , Don’t cry, grandpa knows you can come back!"

　　 "Grandpa, woo woo woo..." Yi Rong cried even louder.

　　 cried for a long time, no one said anything, the old man just smiled and stroked her back. During the period, the old man raised his eyes and glanced at Yang Buyi, but he didn't ask anything.

　　 waited till she was tired of crying, Yirong then asked, "Grandpa, why are you sitting in the courtyard?"

　　 "I'm waiting for you to come back, girl, grandpa hopes every day that I can see you come in." The old man's face was full of kindness, but Yang was not easy to find that there was a monstrous killing intent hidden deep in his eyes.

This killing intent made it difficult for Yang to shake his whole body. The murderous aura inside seemed to be transformed into substance, interpreting an endless sea of ​​blood and bones, such a terrible scene. It's really scary to kill God.

　　 The granddaughter has been missing for two years, and the old man can still be so calm and peaceful when he sees him again. Yang Buyi has only two words for him in his heart-terrible!

　　 "Girl, grandpa went to find you, but he didn't find you." The old man said slowly.

　　 "Grandpa, we met Moxiu, and we accidentally fell into a secret realm." Yirong raised his head and said.

　　 "Grandpa guessed it." The old man nodded, then looked at Yang Buyi, "Is he your friend?"

　　 "Yes, grandpa!" Yiyong nodded.

　　 "Girl, help me in." The old man tremblingly got up, and he was struggling to stand up straight. Yang Buyi hurried over to help him. The old man looked at him and did not refuse.

　　 Yirong looked distressed for a while, and said again and again: "Grandpa, I found a lot of sword grass in that secret realm, and I will surely heal your injury."

　　 "Really girl." The old man smiled slightly.

　　 "Yes, grandpa, it will definitely cure you, and I won't use a swordweed for a few years." Yi Rong wiped away his tears and nodded earnestly.

Yang Buyi and Yirong helped the old man into the house, and the old man looked at Yang Buyi with a smile, and said, "My little friend is here to take the flying sword agreed upon in the past. The sword has been refined. Just hang it on the wall in the backyard, girl, go help and fetch it."

　　 "Good grandfather." Yirong went to the backyard, fetched a flying sword full of flames, and handed it to Yang Buyi.

　　 Feijian immediately sent a warmth~www.novelmt.com~ The shape is good, flawless, with its own sharpness, as if there is an invisible sword floating on the surface of the sword body.

　　 Yang was not easy to look at, and immediately input a trace of spiritual energy, the sword body rose with red glow, the sword energy swelled out, and the sharp edge was revealed.

　　 "It's really a top flying sword, thank you, old man!" Yang Buyi smiled and thanked him, and soon returned the top flying sword that was also loaned to her.

　　 "This sword has not yet been named, so little friends can name it by themselves. Any top-level magical tool, after being named, will be with the owner for a long time, and a trace of spirituality will develop over time."

　　 "And the origin of this thread of spirituality is the name that the master calls it daily, and the long-term connection between the two, the sword nature follows the human nature, and it should be used as a psychic thing."

　　 said the old man.

"Oh, can also produce spirituality? I thought that only spiritual weapons have spirituality." Yang Buyi was taken aback, raised the fiery red flying sword in his hand, "Since it is made of flame stone and profound spirit sword, I will call you later. Fire Spirit Sword!"

　　铮!

　　 Faintly, there seemed to be a sound of sword chanting.

　　 Yang is not easy to light his eyes, stroking, and loving him more and more.

　　 "Since the little friend has taken the sword, let's leave, I have something to say to the girl." The old man said lightly.

　　 "Hmm!" Yang Buyi glanced at Yirong, then nodded politely to the old man, and then left three hundred yuan for the cost of casting a flying sword, and left the Xiaoqifang.

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