"Diet at Ye's family?" Meng Jingzhe heard the endless regret in his master's mouth, as if he was very sad about the departure of this genius.

Jinghe Jianzun continued: "I was originally a proud daughter of heaven, but unfortunately, she was regarded as a trading item by the family."

"If she can grow up smoothly, her cultivation today will probably not be inferior to her master." Jing and Jian Zun said.

Jing and Jian Zun are the first combat power of Guiyi Sword Sect and the first sword cultivator in the immortal world. The ability to get his evaluation is enough to show the excellence of this female cultivator.

"I don't know if this girl Ye is her descendant." Jing and Jian Zun said softly.

Meng Jingzhe was upset when he heard this, thinking of Ye Shenglan's inexplicable favoritism for the immortal cultivator and the characteristics of the immortal cultivator she occasionally showed. If it was explained by blood, it would be clear.

Jing and Jian Zun were a little sad at this moment.

Seeing this situation, Meng Jingzhe was tactful and did not continue to ask.

Swiveled on the broken stream for three days and three nights.

A scenery with a broken flow finally appeared in sight.

He was forced to move on the broken stream for so long that he could not see the boundlessness, and even made Meng Jingzhe feel like he was moving in the boundless sea.

"Have you ever thought about what this place is?" Jing and Jian Zun suddenly asked.

"The Holy Land of the Demon Clan may even become a holy land of all races." Meng Jingzhe said.

There are both demonic energy and spiritual energy, and even various tolerant forms, this holy land is all manifested.

He even felt that the whip that Ye Shenglan had obtained before should not be driven by demonic energy, but it should not reject the tendency of spiritual energy.

Meng Jingzhe only felt that if this place was opened to the public, it would not be difficult to become a holy land of all ethnic groups.

Jinghe Jianzun nodded slightly when he heard this, and said, "In fact, when I first saw this mountain, I felt it looked like a sword tomb."

"Master?" Meng Jingzhe didn't know how Jing and Jianzun saw it.

Meng Jingzhe was also a sword cultivator, but he didn't realize that this place looked like a sword tomb.

But after thinking about it, he said, "Looking at the mountain is the mountain, and seeing water is the water, the master thinks of swords in his heart, and naturally he will feel that this is a sword tomb."

Jinghe Jian Zun nodded and continued, "Although you are a sword cultivator, you have also understood the way of swords, but you have no sword heart."

Meng Jingzhe immediately said, "But from my heart, I have recognized my identity as a sword cultivator. Even in the Dragon Roar Sword, there is still a sword spirit living."

Jinghe Jianzun smiled softly and said, "Sword Heart is not as simple as you think."

Meng Jingzhe began to refute, but this time Jing and Jian Zun did not argue with him, but always looked at the disciple calmly, and even felt a sense of tolerance in their eyes.

"Do you know why I haven't learned the Guiyi Sword Technique, but I can still find the way to restrain myself?" Jing and Jian Zun asked again.

"Because of the sword heart?" Meng Jingzhe asked.

"I transformed into a white rabbit and didn't get anything. I have obtained the true sword heart here." Jinghe Jian Zun said.

Meng Jingzhe couldn't help but feel a little envious of Jing and Jian Zun's experience, but he also knew that everyone had their own fate, and everyone's way of success was different, and they could not learn it easily.

Just at this moment, the boat finally landed and the hull had already hit the stone on the shore.

"The boat is docked." Jing and Jian Zun took out a stone and said, "You go here."

Meng Jingzhe was not prepared and he got in directly.

After Jing and Jian Zun confirmed, they used their spiritual power to lock the stone up, and then threw the stone heavily.
Chapter completed!