It was a man like a flower in the karaoke, wearing a long blue and white collared gown, with a tight waist, giving people a clean and neat feeling, but the cuffs were wide and elegant, and he was a different kind of calm and chic. His hair was white, but not like the white hair of an ordinary old man, but was woven like white jade in tangled thread. His face was handsome and noble, but also gave people a cold feeling that was completely inaccessible.

He also carries an ancient sword box behind him, which seems to be quite old, but it is well maintained, and some traces only give people a sense of sedimentation from time to time.

In short, he is like a bright moon alone in the nine heavens. All the changes in the world cannot affect him at all!

After evaluating the sword of Kyushu Sanren, the man turned to look at Yi Daoren and the girl Yaresta. After looking for it for a while, he clasped his fists and said, "I wonder which masters are the two of them?"

When asked this, he looked at Dao Ren Yi.

It was not that the girl Yaresta, the Han Guji, seemed to him that the girl Yaresta could not understand what he said, but that he distinguished who is the main talker of Taoist Yi and Yaresta.

Indeed, compared to Yi Daoren, the girl Yaresta gave him a profound feeling, while Yi Daoren was just an ordinary master of the martial arts world.

However, from the position of the girl Yaresta and her small actions when she appeared, he could tell that Yi Dao Ren, who seemed to be just a master in the martial arts world, was definitely not an ordinary martial arts world master!

Taoist Yi raised his eyebrows and smiled and said, "Idle people and individual guests, there is no sect. Just call me Yi... Her full name is Yaresta Crowley. According to our traditional name, you can call her Crowley... Madam or Miss?"

The last sentence was said to the girl Yaresta, but the girl Yaresta rolled her eyes very unhappily, and then said to the man: "Just call me Yaresta."

"I'm Murong Ziying, a disciple of Kunlun Qionghua Sect." The man politely said his name and origin.

After hearing his name and origin, Dao Ren Yi curled his lips slightly: "Didn't Qionghua Sect be burned by heavenly fire fifty years ago? Could it be that you were a disciple who was wandering outside the Qionghua Sect back then? But judging from your cultivation and words and deeds, it doesn't seem like someone who would be wandering outside at that time."

After hearing what Taoist Yi said, Murong Ziying frowned slightly, then shook her head as if she was a wry smile: "Senior Yi really knows very well about my school."

"I dare not be the name of senior... At least, I am far from being your senior in terms of cultivation of immortality." Taoist Yi waved his hand, then glanced at the idle people around the side, and said, "There is no need to talk too much, let's go to a quieter place to chat."

"I can't ask for it." Murong Ziying nodded with a chuckling, then shook her sleeves, and a purple light came out of the sword box behind her. After turning around him twice, she stopped in front of him, revealing a purple sword.

The long sword is not the appearance of the popular sword now, but is even more ancient, with a wide body and a wide sword grid, which seems to be a style from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Pre-Qin Period.

There are some runes on the broad sword that look like pictures and words, and there is a faint feeling of strangeness and evil.

A young knight onlooker was startled by this magical method of immortality, and then shouted: "This guy is an accomplice of the demonic path!"

"Shut up if you don't know! This is a magical method!" Jiuzhou Sanren is an old martial arts world after all, and knows a lot of things than young knights, so he directly scolded him, and then looked at the sword in front of Murong Ziying with obsession: "The Immortal Sword... This is the real magical sword..."

Ignoring the noise of the idle people, Murong Ziying stepped onto the purple ancient sword, turned into a stream of light and soared into the sky, flying into the distance.

A small branch appeared in the girl Yaresta's hand. After a look at Daoren Yi, she was wrapped in a gust of fragrant wind and followed the flowing light transformed by Murong Ziying.

However, Taoist Yi did not chase after him immediately, but quietly watched the girls Yaresta and Murong Ziying disappear, turned to look at the Jiuzhou Sanren, and smiled and said, "I saw some interesting things in you... Let's do this. If you can find a place where we chat, then what's the opportunity I'll give you?"

Jiuzhou Sanren was stunned for a moment and asked, "What opportunity?"

"Immortality." Yi Daoren's tone was plain, but it was full of endless temptation: "As the price of reminding you, I accepted your sword... By the way, I hate someone aiming weapons at them. So, you should be glad."

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

Then, the figure of Yi Daoren disappeared, as if it had never existed!

After flying for a while, Murong Ziying found that the only girl Aresta was chasing behind her, so she paused slightly, then walked around the side of the girl Aresta and manifested her body.

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

"Are you looking down on him?" said the girl Yaresta, pursing her lips, "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, you might as well worry about whether your home is being turned upside down by him."

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

The girl Yaresta did not answer, but the fragrance suddenly dissipated and then appeared directly from a thousand meters away!

"Good means!" After glitting with his eyes, Murong Ziying turned into a sword light again, and then passed through the sky several times faster than before.

"What a terrible world... This is almost three or four times the speed of sound, right? If you are on Earth, you can arrive anywhere in a short time... Hey? It seems that this is also the Earth!"

Although she was sighing in her heart, the girl Yaresta was not slow either. She waved the branches and drew a few runes in the air, and injected magic into the rune: "Send me the position, I'm going to teleport over."

"Why do you have to be so troublesome?" Yi Daoren's voice sounded beside the girl Yaresta, then a hand stretched out from the void, grabbed the girl Yaresta's hand and pulled it.

After landing on the familiar mountain, Murong Ziying took a look around and found Dao Ren Yi standing on a strange rock. Then he watched him reach into the void and pull the girl Yaresta out of the void as if she was pulling it out of the door!

"Senior, it's really a good method!" While sighing, Murong Ziying slowly walked towards Taoist Yi: "I just don't know how senior, I know I want to bring you here?"

"Because you want to bring us here, I know you want to come here." Yi Daoren replied as if he was taken for granted. He didn't think his answer was amazing.

"Can you read the mind with your senior?"

"It's OK, too." Dao Ren Yi admitted.

"So when I saw you, I had already seen you. "Murong Ziying stopped not far in front of Taoist Yi, and stroked the purple ancient sword floating beside him with his hands: "Since that's the case, why should I follow you? Could it be that you are confident?"

"Don't get me wrong, I don't need to read your heart yet." After staring at Murong Ziying for a moment, Yi Dao Ren turned his head to look around, and then stretched his arms and said, "I want to know where you are going. What you are going to do to me doesn't need to read your heart."

"That……"

"You have lived here for a long time, right? There is a strong smell of you here." Before Murong Ziying finished speaking, Taoist Yi directly interrupted him, and then pointed to a place in the distance and said, "Especially there, I think that there is your essence."

The place Yi Dao Ren refers to is not very conspicuous on this mountain, and it will even be ignored if you are not careful. However, as long as people with some cultivation level, they will not ignore that place, because there is a sword energy that soars into the sky, and it seems that countless swordsmen are showing themselves freely there.

But there was no breath of living things there...

"Sword Tomb..." Murong Ziying was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "I have 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, no one can deny that connection. Just like when I came to this world, I was wrapped in a shackle." Taoist Yi said slowly: "You have been practicing here for decades, so all the things here have become very profoundly connected with you. Once your thoughts move, they will naturally echo your thoughts... The Dharma that moves the mind? Maybe it can be called this. As for me, I learned your thoughts when this Dharma appears, and then ran here to play... It's a pity that's not fun at all. You seem to put all the good things on yourself."

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

The purple ancient sword suddenly stopped and then ran directly behind Murong Ziying, as if frightened by Taoist Yi’s eyes, like a living thing... No! That’s a living thing!

"A sword with soul? Is it made of a blood sacrifice?"

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

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

Murong Ziying first looked at Taoist Yi with horror, and then after hearing Taoist Yi clearly, she blurted out without thinking: "No!"

"Why? I will give you the reward you deserve...of course, including her." Yi Daoren said as he stretched out his finger and knocked on the purple ancient sword.

A wisp of blue smoke emerged from the purple ancient sword, and then formed a girl of 28 years old in the air, with blue hair and eyes, and a blue ancient costume. Her temperament was as gentle and charming as water.

"Eh? Hum?" The girl seemed not to react that she would suddenly come out of the sword. She first looked around in a daze and found Taoist Yi standing in front of her. Her pretty face turned pale and she immediately rushed towards the purple ancient sword, as if she wanted to return to the sword.

But her actions only resulted in a crisp sound of "don't" and then she hugged her head and lying on the side.

Yi Daoren touched his chin and looked at the girl holding his head with Shen Yin, and smiled and said, "It seems that you have become accustomed to the way you exist as a spiritual body, and suddenly you can't adapt to the human body."

"Who can adapt to this kind of thing at once?" The girl raised her head and shouted at Yi Daoren. There was a trace of tears that were rising from the corners of her eyes, which made people feel pity when they saw it.

"Hmm?" He raised his eyebrows slightly, and Taoist Yi touched his chin again, then snapped his fingers.

The girl holding her head had not yet reacted. Her eyes, hair color and clothes turned red like the burning flames, and the pain of her head hitting the sword disappeared.

"I thought you were one and the same origin, but they had already divided into two people... Yes, although the reason for your existence is her, it is not her." Yi Dao Ren asked while the girl was still stunned: "Do you want me to make a body for you? Let you live as sisters?"

"Sister's identity..." The girl hesitated for a moment, then fucked the purple ancient sword and waved it to Taoist Yi.

"Stop!" Murong Ziying suddenly appeared beside the girl when the purple ancient sword was about to aim at Taoist Yi, and pressed the purple ancient sword: "Long Kui, don't be rude to Senior Yi!"

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

She finished speaking, and the red on her body suddenly retreated, and changed back to the previous blue, and then said with a embarrassed look: "Mr. Murong...that..."

"It's okay. It's my problem to fail to purify the resentment." Murong Ziying waved her hand, then continued to look at the girl, and then looked at Dao Ren Yi: "Senior, is this?"

"Let you see the reward I can give. If you don't let you know the reward, I'm afraid you won't be willing to make a deal with me." As Yi Daoren said, he flipped his wrist and a pipe that shouldn't have appeared in his hand, and put it in his mouth to suck: "I can give this little girl a human body, and it's a good body. As long as there is no problem, it's probably not a problem to live for hundreds of years. In this way, whoever she wants to find will not be tied up by this sword. As for you... I can let you take a look at my door as a reference. After all, you, who have already kicked the door, are the only thing that is to know how to cross the door."

An ancient and brand new stone tablet is projected from shallow to deep, from the void to this world.

"Dao Fruit!"
Chapter completed!