Bo!

On 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 the sight is endless plain, which is a boundless boundless that the little secret realm has never brought to them.

They knew that when they came out, they were now in the vast and unlimited world of cultivation.

"Ahhhhhh!" Yang Buyi was excited and stood on the top of the mountain, unable to help but yelling in the distance.

"Ahhhhhhhhh! Finally came out." Yirong turned his head and looked at him, his delicate body was up and down, and he shouted to the distance with a smile. His girlish posture was really cute and cute.

"Who, who? I'm roaring and screaming? The monsters I'm going to hunt are scared away by you." Suddenly, a angry curse came from the dense forest on the hillside.

Yirong's innocent big eyes turned around and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"This mountain range is a bit strange. Let's go down and ask where it is?" Yang Buyi was stunned, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Yu Yirong flew down.

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

Brush!

Two streams of light fell, suddenly blocking a big man's way forward.

One man and one woman?

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

These two young children, howling, wouldn't it be fine to disturb me, but they still stop me now. Do you want to beat me up in this situation?

The big man's eyes sank, and Yu Guang glanced forward. Seeing the monster running farther and farther away, he frowned and shouted, "Why are you blocking me? Why don't you get out of here? My monster is almost running away."

"Don't be impatient!" Yang Buyi made a gesture with one hand, and the flying sword in his hand turned and immediately turned into a stream of light to kill the monster. In an instant, he flew back quickly, and the monster was hanging on the flying sword.

When the man felt the sharp sword energy, his back felt a chill. When he saw this sword-control technique, his eyelids twitched wildly, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Give it to you! In exchange, I'll ask for a way!" Yang Buyi raised his sword and handed the dog-tailed mink out.

"Senior Brother... do you want to ask for the way?" The man was stunned, and suddenly held his breath. His huge eyes turned cleverly. He immediately grinned and showed an extremely bright smile. All the roars and screams were erased from his memory, and he said, "No one is more familiar with this area than me. Senior Brother wants to ask for the way, just ask."

“Where is this?”

"This is the Chixia Mountains!"

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

"Which side is Dongfu City?"

"Eastern!" The man looked up and said.

"Let's go!" Yirong was happy. Yang Buyi nodded, then withdrew his sword and soared into the sky with Yirong.

"Huh!" The man sighed in relief, carried the dog-tailed marten and laughed, "These two idiots, asking for directions and helping hunt monsters. In this way, I will spare their previous crime of disturbance."

"We are really wrong to disturb you from hunting monsters, but my brother also needs to be careful in his words and actions in the future, otherwise the disaster will come from his mouth!" A leisurely voice floated over from the sky in the distance.

When the man heard this, his face turned dark.

"Next time he will have to think about it before cursing people." Yang Buyi said with a smile.

Yirong burst out laughing and said, "He is probably scared now. He didn't expect that Xiaomang was discovered, hehe!"

"Let's go!" Yang Buyi smiled and immediately flew with Yirong with all his strength.

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

Yirong looked at the small Qifang, which was closed not far away, and his face changed slightly, and the frequency of his feet moving was a little messy.

"Don't worry, trust your grandpa!" Yang Buyi comforted him.

Yirong nodded slightly, but the panic on his face did not increase, but the pace under his feet increased significantly.

As soon as the two of them arrived in front of the small artifact, they were about to explore the spirit, and an old voice came from inside: "Girl!"

"Grandpa!" Yirong was surprised and sobbed, pushed open the door and trotted in.

Yang Buyi also walked in. As soon as he came in, he saw the old man sitting opposite the door. His hair became even grayer and his face became older, but his eyes were still glittering.

When he saw Yirong running in, he suddenly felt refreshed and his eyes shone with a little glow.

He opened his hands and hugged the girl who was crying in his arms. His wrinkled hands gently stroked her back. The stiff facial muscles slowly twitched, and finally showed a mechanical smile: "Girl, don't cry, grandpa will know you can come back!"

"Grandpa, wuwuwu..." Yirong cried even louder.

After crying for a long time, everyone said nothing, and the old man just smiled and stroked her back. During this period, the old man glanced at Yang Buyi, but asked nothing.

When he was tired of crying, Yirong asked, "Grandpa, why are you sitting in the courtyard?"

"I'm waiting for you to come back, girl. Grandpa hopes every day that you can see you push the door in." The old man's face was full of kindness, but Yang Buyi noticed that there was a huge murderous intent hidden deep in his eyes.

This murderous intent shocked Yang Buyi's whole body, and the murderous aura inside seemed to be transformed into substance, interpreting endless sea of ​​blood and corpses. In such a terrible scene, how firm the Taoist heart should be able to avoid being eroded by the inner demons, externalize the kindness, internalize the killing god, and retract freely.

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 only has two words to him in his heart - terrible!

"Girl, grandpa has gone to find you, but he has not found it." The old man said slowly.

"Grandpa, we met the demon cultivator and accidentally fell into a secret realm." Yirong looked up and said.

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

"Yes, grandpa!" Yirong nodded.

"Girl, help me in." The old man stood up tremblingly, and it was very difficult to stand up straight. Yang Buyi hurried over to help him. The old man looked at him, but did not refuse.

Yirong felt distressed when he saw it, and said repeatedly: "Grandpa, I found a lot of sword grass in that secret realm, and I will definitely heal your injuries."

"Is that so girl?" the old man smiled slightly.

"Yes, grandpa, I will definitely cure you. I will never need a sword grass to use it for a few years." Yirong wiped away his tears and nodded seriously.

Yang Buyi and Yirong helped the old man into the house. The old man looked at Yang Buyi with a smile and said, "My friend is here to get the flying sword that he agreed to back then. The sword has been refined and hung it on the wall of the backyard. Girl, go and help get it."

"Okay grandpa." Yirong went to the backyard, took a flying sword full of red, and handed it to Yang Buyi.

When the flying sword was started, a warm feeling came from the flying sword. It was beautiful in shape, flawless, and had its own sharpness, as if there was an invisible sword energy floating on the surface of the sword body.

Yang Buyi looked at it and immediately inputted a trace of spiritual energy. The red light of the sword body rose sharply, and the sword energy was emitting, revealing its sharpness.

"It's indeed a top-level flying sword. Thank you, Mr. Yang Buyi looked happy and bowed to thank him. He immediately returned the top-level flying sword that Yirong had lent out to her.

"This sword has not been named yet, so you can name it yourself. After being named by the top magic weapon, it will be accompanied by the master for a long time, and over time, a trace of spirituality will be produced."

"And the origin of this spirituality is the name the master calls it every day. The long-term connection between the two is created. The sword nature follows human nature, and the spiritual things should be used with ease."

The old man said.

"Oh, can it still produce spirituality? I thought only spiritual weapons can have spirituality." Yang Buyi was stunned and raised the fiery red and transparent flying sword in his hand, "Since it was cast by the flame stone and the Xuanling Sword, then I will call you the fire spirit sword in the future!"

Zheng!

In a vague manner, I seemed to hear a sword roar.

Yang Buyi's eyes shone brightly and he stroked them, and he became more and more fond of them.

"Since my friend has taken the sword, then leave. I have something to say to the girl." The old man said lightly.

"Yeah!" Yang Buyi looked at Yirong, then nodded politely to the old man, and then left three hundred yuan for casting the flying sword, and left Xiaoqifang.

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