Li Ying thought for a while and responded: "I can't say that I didn't draw the sword, so I didn't die. If I draw the sword, I'll die if I don't let me die, and it will kill me.

I just drew the sword with the will of death, but I still couldn't pull it out.

Now if I say it, I will be punished.

There are some existences in this world that are indescribable and indescribable.”

Xia Ji felt it was very novel, so he asked, "Where did you know these things?"

Li Ying was stunned and then smiled bitterly: "Don't you know?"

You don't know, but you have already got it...

Xia Ji said frankly: "I don't know."

Li Ying was speechless, and thousands of horses galloped in his heart.

He left home at a young age and left his hometown. He pursued the way of swords throughout his life. After finding opportunities to enter the path of sentient beings, he was looking for opportunities everywhere to improve himself.

To put it bluntly, he is not Li Ling's only son.

And Li Ling treats him badly.

Faced with the death of this father, he wanted to fulfill his filial piety on one hand, and on the other hand, he saw a further opportunity, so he took advantage of this cause and effect to challenge the Holy Son from Bikong Mountain.

He tried so hard that he had only asked nine times, but he could not get the favor of the gods and demons and whispers.

The boy was six or seven years younger than himself. He had already had eleven questions and received a whisper.

It's really awesome for people to get more popular.

This also gave him a direction.

Maybe it was the eleventh time that he could hear the whisper in the void?

But if Chuanying knew that Xia Ji was the sixth time, he had received the whisper of the gods and demons, I wonder what he would feel.

I guess I first showed a question mark face, then covered my face, smiled and burst into tears, and said, "Damn it" in my heart.

...

Xia Ji is still waiting for a reply.

Under the moonlight, the flames in the brazier were like snakes dancing and twisting. Two swordsmen looked at each other, their lips stammered, and they were sending their voices into secrets.

The disciples around him looked confused, and some of them had noticed that the two were chatting privately and couldn't help but sigh.

Li Ying sorted out his thoughts and said, "The extreme north, crossed the area where thieves are rampant and entered the depths. If you are lucky, you can meet the Pupil Tower. The first floor of the Pupil Tower. You only need to pay for all the most precious things on yourself to enter and gain knowledge. I have been there once and read the Human Realm Record, so I know.

This Human Realm Record may not be found in the Pupil Tower, but this book is extremely precious.

So I know that knife questions are questions, confusions, and attachments, while gods and demons whisper to answer, with questions and answers, thus forming a complete understanding.

The Human Realm Record is called "A hundred questions will answer one answer, and you will hear the Tao in the morning and die in the evening." This Tao is to understand."

Human Realm Record?

Is there still a record of the realm?

Tianjing Record?

Xia Ji suddenly asked, "One answer is only a hundred questions?"

Li Ying said: "Hundred is just a synonym, which means it takes many times, maybe more than ten times, maybe dozens of times, maybe hundreds of times. Those who can attain enlightenment in eleven times like the Holy Son, are really geniuses in the world."

Li Ying was so shocked that he could get a whisper after eleven sword questions in Xia Ji.

Xia Ji looked at the expression on the swordsman's face and thought about it, but it would be better not to tell him the truth.

After all, be kind.

He looked at the swordsman with interest and suddenly spoke out: "Would you like to join my holy sect?"

Li Ying was stunned: "My father died at your hands, so I can't serve my enemies. It's just that you and I are both swordsmen. Within a limited range, I am happy to discuss the way of swords with you."

Xia Ji smiled: "Once I join the Holy Sect, I will give you three chances, anytime, anywhere, you can attack me three times. If you lose these three times, I will still not kill you as I do today."

The man wearing an iron hoop suddenly widened his eyes.

What a courage this is?!

He was a little moved.

Xia Ji said: "You are defeated by me. If you can't beat me once in your life, how can you reach the peak of martial arts?"

Li Ying looked up and looked at the mysterious Holy Son of the Holy Sect deeply, as if thinking.

Xia Ji continued: "What's more, although you have no chance to defeat me, even if you can see my back, it is enough to be proud of this world and be able to have no regrets in this life!"

The boy in black and gold robe stretched out his hand: "Come on, come with me."

Li Ying felt his passion, and finally moved, and said in a deep voice: "Okay! But I will only talk to you. One day, if you defeat you, the Holy Gate will no longer be able to bind me."

The disciples of the Holy Gate were confused.

Li Ying, a trash, came to the Holy Sect to seek revenge, but when facing his enemy, he admitted losing without even daring to pull out his sword, and then surrendered?

They didn't see what they wanted to see and were disappointed.

The momentum they wanted to see was the kind of fighting between the two, very fierce and tragic.

Only a very small number of elite disciples vaguely realized what had happened at that moment.

That is a contest of intention.

But it was just a vague sense.

If the opposite of these two people was replaced by someone else, even Ning Mengzhen had already opened up the Ren and Du meridians...

It is estimated that the man's power has long been reduced to an unimaginable trough, and he was killed instantly with one blow.

That's the real swordsman.

Strictly speaking, Pang Jing is, Murong Tianlong is, and so is this Li Ying.

Afterwards, the elder of the Heavenly King took Li Ying to perform the introductory ceremony.

The Holy Son was qualified to recruit entourages. When he went to the Holy Church to inspect, he would recruit several confidants, who would be the real pillars of the next generation of holy sects in the future.

Although the elder of the Heavenly King pursued the idea of ​​"cutting grass without eradicating the roots, and the spring breeze will grow again", the Holy Son didn't say much after he accepted the Li Ying. Although he did not agree, he was still full of admiration for the Holy Son.

The candlelight was lit in the main hall.

The two elders and the disciples of the Holy Gate witnessed.

The man wearing an iron hoop bowed with a knife, with a solemn expression, and performed an introductory ceremony following the elder's words.

"I, Li Ying, wish to join the Holy Sect, and then I must follow the ten precepts of the Holy Sect. The first precept, the brothers and sisters of the same school should not be slaughtered, the second precept..."

Xia Ji is not here.

He returned to the courtyard.

The house was empty, the bed was neatly arranged, the moonlight was bright, and the candlelight was dim.

He was a little uncomfortable with this neatness and silence.

A sudden movement in my heart, and a strange feeling arose.

He has been in the Great Perfection of True Yuan Realm for a long time and has been suppressing the thrilling thrill of his heart. Now, under this slight opportunity, he can no longer hide.

It seems to be forced to the edge of the cliff.

He stood high, with howling waves at his feet.

Only those who jump into it have the opportunity to swim to the other side.

The other side is Tongxuan.

Xia Ji suppressed this strange feeling, how could he like Ning Mengzhen?

A woman who was licked by other men, a dirty woman, a woman who at most treated as a sister, a stupid woman who was dying, and a woman who was toxic from head to toe in her previous life.

How could he put the opportunity to kill love on her?

It’s just that the house is too empty, making me feel a little unaccustomed to it.

Just get used to it.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and felt a little peace in his heart.

I have the talent for internal strength exchange, and I have the Chaos Sword Strike. Can I bypass the word "love" and reach a higher level?

And at this moment, the door was pushed open.

The creaking sound is particularly harsh and thrilling in the quiet night.

A petite girl in a goose yellow shirt walked in through the door with a tray on her side.

"Son of the Holy Son, the fried rice is here."

A soft voice sounded.

Xia Ji suddenly opened his eyes, and his calm heart suddenly felt like he was blown by the wind.

He frowned and continued to calm his mood.

And the aroma of egg fried rice comes...

Xia Ji's body trembled, and his mood suddenly became turbulent. He suddenly said, "Get out!!"

Junior Sister Jinghua was stunned, put the fried rice on the table, and ran away crying.

Run some distance.

There was a simple word behind me, with the words "sorry" with apologies.
Chapter completed!