The wilderness of the western border.

Birds chirping, monkeys and monkeys sway and fly among the trees and vines.

A "not slim" figure was carried behind his back with his hands, his sleeves rolled, kicked the ground, shot out in waves, and surging out in waves, and surging smoke and dust were raised behind him.

This figure is not slim, but it is actually inappropriate.

To be precise, it is quite "strong".

The bird slapped his wings and frowned, not understanding why this fat man ran so fast... Why could he run so fast?

The competitive ape was strong, and his arms kept pulling the vines forward, and screaming with a sharp sound. They tried their best, but they could not catch up with the speed of the human beings' sweeping speed. From a distance, they could only see the dusty robe, which was getting further and further in the air, and all the things in their bodies were pushed out under such a fast running...

The scroll that spreads out in the air.

Black iron buttons.

Fragile wooden hairpin.

Then there is a token that was pulled out of the sleeve.

The monkey stopped climbing, frowned, and watched the token that was caught by one hand before it could fall...the strange ink words were written on it.

Three...2...7?

No. 327's face was flushed and his breathing was rapid. He ran along the way. Now he was dressed in disheveled hair, looking quite embarrassed, but his expression was extremely solemn, with a sharp light hidden in his eyes... The sleeves on both sides kept throwing away as they flew, making a sound of rushing. His forward step was so fast that he could only see the phantom clearly, like a wheel with red gold flames, with bandages wrapped around his legs, and a "shenxing talisman" tied inside it, which kept burning and boiling, bursting out with a fiery aura of starlight.

This is the "secret treasure" that he can quickly shuttle between the various realms of the Great Sui Dynasty.

Now I have passed Zhongzhou.

Leaving from Yumen, he is now rushing to Shushan in the west... After completing the encounter from that desert, after the clues were delivered, he completed the task delivered by Lord Qianshou and successfully passed on two letters of information.

Logically speaking, he would not have to go back to this sect in such a hurry. He could stay in Yumen and see the sandy style of Zhongzhou, slowly swaying and slowly swaying back.

However... the uncle Ning gave him a sentence before leaving.

A very important sentence.

He patted his chest and said he promised to deliver it.

Shushan Ancient Sect No. 327, the words are done.

Today he will send that sentence.

He will definitely deliver that sentence today.

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Zhongzhou border.

A big river runs across the state.

Lijiang River.

The water surface was not rippling, and a small boat passed slowly. There were three young men on the boat, black robe, blue shirt and white clothes, and a bamboo-bone hat covering their ears and ears on their heads. There was no boatman supporting the oars. The two wooden pulp were pretended to be on both sides of the boat, but it was not useful.

The hull itself shook invisibly, and undercurrents under the brink of the boat, two streams of water slowly separated.

In order not to attract too much attention, the boat speed is not very fast.

The girl's sword trap drove the boat smoothly and slowly, and the red light between her eyebrows was like a stick of sandalwood, rising up.

On the Lijiang River, there are many cruise ships, cabins, and beautiful veils.

Liu Shiyi stood on his knees and sat on the bow of the boat. His white clothes flew with the river wind, and his fairy spirit was cool. The long sword wrapped in black cloth looked like an guqin. His hands and ten fingers separated and lightly placed on the sword body, making it a swaying flower and strings.

I have to say that Liu Shiyi is full of skin and looks very beautiful.

Even though the wide bamboo-boned hat covered his face... at this moment, sitting on the bow of the boat and stroking his sword, he still attracted a lot of attention.

A girl who was performing arts on the large boat of the pleasure boat, walked out of the pavilion and was lying on the railing to enjoy the cool breeze.

The Huafang Rouge Tower carries hundreds or thousands of passengers every day. While playing in the Li River, singing and dancing to the level. There are only two types of people entering the building. Either they think that their waist bags are filled with silver, or their belly is full of talent... She has seen many noble men on the Li River and is tired of seeing them. Sometimes she feels that she is no longer as good as a mortal. Now, when she glances at her for a moment, she doesn't expect to catch a glimpse of Liu Shiyi, a handsome young man with a pine-shaped crane bone, and she is stunned for a moment.

White clothes are better than snow, and their appearance is clear and beautiful.

It's not Jiang Feng's washing clothes.

The dust from the Yumen Desert can be easily washed away by starlight on practitioners of Liu Shiyi's realm.

The woman on the boat was stunned and when the blank space in her mind slowly dissipated, her cheeks were actually three-small hot, and she didn't dare to look at the white clothes that were leaving.

If you think about it carefully, it’s not that you are not like a mortal...but that boy in white is indeed not a mortal.

It's more like a banished immortal from heaven.

Liu Shiyi sat cross-legged at the bow of the boat, turning a deaf ear to this scene.

The river wind blew against the wind, and under the hat, some hair was blown up by the wind, constantly throwing up and falling.

He closed his eyes and was doing something very monotonous now.

Leaving from Tiandu Imperial City, to Yumen Desert, and then to Lijiang River.

He has been doing one thing all the time.

Pushing forward... From the day he learned to carry the sword, he kept in mind the teachings of his master Liu Shi.

He has been doing this for more than ten years.

Enlightenment sword.

Liu Shiyi slowly closed his eyes.

...

...

Ning Yi put his hands behind his head, leaned back, looking up at the clouds in the sky, the dome was as clear as blue as the sun was not dazzling, and the wisps of warmth shone on his body, a quiet and peaceful state.

The mood is cool.

Qingyi Pei Fan rolled up half of his sleeve, stretched out one hand, touched the river water with his fingertips, and then gently stirred it, slapped the water surface with his palm, and it was as soon as it touched, leaving behind water patterns that were constantly rippling along the way.

The girl repeated this time, and when her palm fell and raised, it was still dry, leaving no moisture left behind. The movement of raising her palm down and closing her palm did not use the sword to hide the starlight. This was more like an application of "artistic conception".

Stability.

Before the people arrived, the momentum arrived first.

The girl didn't know that the method she had learned by accidentally playing with water was called "Palm Thunder" in Lingshan. As the name suggests, the palm was like thunder storing the palm. The divine power was shocked. Without touching the flesh and blood, all the energy could be delivered. First, the palm bursts out from the palm, and then the inch strength was transmitted from the air.

The little girl in green who was bright and fond of her eyes was so tired of taking pictures of the water.

Not far ahead is a river-surfaced Guanxia. After passing Guanxia, ​​it is the western border.

To enter the western border and walk on the water, you have to cross the river from the middle of the mountain. It is said that he was a master of Jianhu Palace. He used his sword energy to open up the cave in the mountain and let the Li River flow through. From a distance, there are mountains on the river, with green shadows, like a painting of ink and wash, and a gentle style.

The girl bowed a handful of Lijiang River water, took a small sip, her eyes bright, and turned her head to look at Ning Yi who was leaning against the stern of the boat, and said, "It's so sweet, brother, do you want to taste it?"

Ning Yi, holding a piece of grass clippings, slowly opened his eyes.

Clear, quiet, green, sweet, cool.

The Lijiang River is famous for these five points. Along the way, the river surface is rippling with blue waves, breeze blowing, and waves are rising.

It seems that the turmoil is peaceful.

The boy with dry lips slowly sat up, took up the Lijiang River water with one hand, took a sip, wiped the rest of his cheeks, and rubbed his stubborn eyebrows.

After coming out of Yumen and running around here, he had never taken a sip of water.

Ning Yi had a complicated expression and looked at Liu Shiyi, who was sitting alone in the bow of the boat in front of him.

He is not that sword fool... He can not drink water for three days and three nights without sleeping, staring at a sword to realize the truth.

Liu Shiyi is only one step away from the eighth realm.

He had been stagnant in the second level of sword energy for a long time, and he had been stuck in the third level of realm from the battle in Changling.

Starlight and sword energy are only one step away.

It is easy to say and difficult to do.

On the road of cultivation, the Taoist mind is prone to problems. If you cannot make breakthroughs for a long time, then the Taoist mind will inevitably become suspicious.

This is especially true for the practice method of Jianhu Palace. Practicing under the influence of the situation makes Liu Shiyi's sword energy realm one end higher than the level of cultivation. Compared with other saints of the Great Sui Dynasty, his starlight realm is the lowest, no doubt about it.

However, this is also the admirable thing about Jianniang. He never felt that he had walked slowly and had the intention to chase others... Ye Hongfu and Cao Ran worked hard to practice because there was a banished immortal who was always one step ahead of them. The holy sons of other holy mountains and even Ning Yi had a target of chasing them.

The young man named Luo Changsheng gave the golden prosperity of the Great Sui Dynasty a distant back.

The banished immortal sat high above the stars.

And Liu Shiyi is more like another banished immortal who doesn't care about the world.

He won't chase anyone.

He only chased himself.

This state of mind is rare. How many people can do it today in the Sui Dynasty?
To be continued...