"All things have spirits, and they live and wither and flourish. From birth to death, they are irreversible. This is the rule."

"The plants and trees in the world are blooming in April, and their lives are short, and they will wither when they encounter heavy snow."

"But when the next spring comes, when wildfires come into contact with it, it will burn."

"It only takes a little... to start a prairie fire."

This is what everyone understands.

Of course Ning Yi also understood.

After the old sword immortal took his robe and stepped into the door, everything in front of him became misty. An unprecedented experience came, as if he had touched the "singularity" in Hongshan, like a distance between the clouds, the world and the people of heaven and earth were all under his feet.

The old man's voice is also separated by the wind and clouds.

Old Man Ye paused and asked, "Everyone is looking for the way to immortality. Do you know where the way is?"

Ning Yi closed his eyes.

Leaves cannot grow green, and people cannot live forever.

He was in a daze and said softly: "The road... is on the other end of the rules."

The ancestor of Xihai smiled and no longer mentioned any words about this matter, but said softly: "Have you seen the scenery of the Great Sui Dynasty with your own eyes from Xiling to the Great Sui Dynasty until now?"

The boy lowered his eyebrows and silently recalled all his experiences from the Xiling Wind and Snow Bodhisattva Temple. He went to the point where he had walked out of the Xiling Wind and Snow Bodhisattva Temple. He sent Liu Shiyi away from the Tiandu Imperial City and rushed along the way. He walked along the way and walked with the maids and walked along the Yangping Waterfall and Yumen Desert. He could have understood it a little, but in the final analysis, the territory of 40,000 miles is too large.

So Ning Yi shook his head and said honestly: "Never."

The white robe of the ancestor of Xihai was blown away by the wind. He easily carried Ning Yi with one hand, but it was not a pendant or a flying sweep. The two seemed to be stepping on the clouds, and clouds were constantly shattering around, covering their sight. The wind was not too strong, but the old man's eyebrows, beards and temples swayed backwards, with a fairy-like and amiable person.

The ancestor said: "I have been practicing in the West Sea for more than 400 years, but in fact I was born in the Sui Dynasty. When I was young, I traveled through mountains and rivers in the southeast, west and north, and saw them all. I also traveled through the world over the northern border, traveling around, which is also a kind of practice, and using this to sharpen the sword path."

The old man paused and said, "Actually, after walking through the two worlds, you will find that the scenery of the Great Sui Dynasty is the most beautiful. But the only disadvantage is that there are many right and wrong in the world. Before Emperor Taizong sat on this position, he fought and killed everywhere in the four realms and fought hard, and none of them were pure. I thought this place was too noisy, and the West Sea was quiet, so I settled in Penglai."

Ning Yi narrowed his eyes, and he looked at the old man in white robe in the mist. When he said this, he said it lightly and did not mean to show off his great demon.

Don't fight or rob.

A true master of enlightenment.

Ning Yi glanced at him and found that the ancient sword hanging around the old man's waist was gone. He lowered his head thoughtfully. The texture of the sword sheath could be seen in the clouds. The sword body swelled in the wind and was hidden in the fog. It was like two huge wings slapped the sky, majestic and unimaginable. A thin narrow sword, used with this technique, was like riding a huge bird and monster.

The old man saw this scene quietly and smiled and said, "Do you want to learn?"

Ning Yi had no embarrassment in his eyes, but he straightened his chest and said calmly: "I want to."

A wise man doesn’t say secret words.

Of course I want to learn.

From sword skills to artistic conception to treasures, how can there be an ordinary qualities in this old sword immortal?

"This technique is called 'Xiaoyaoyou'. It is not a very clever technique. It borrows the magical powers of a great monster in the Northern Wilderness, so it has more minds than ordinary sword control techniques. There is no difference when used under the ten realms. After the ten realms, sword control is spreading its wings, and the world is extremely fast, and can travel around the world." The old man was not impressed and said in a whisper: "When this matter is coming, please ask me to go to Shushan to have a sip of tea. This sword control technique is regarded as tea money and will teach you and the girl in green."

Ning Yi observed the "Xiaoyaoyou" that the old sword immortal in Xihai is now exerting. His sword energy is like a whale swallowing the sea of ​​clouds, and he cuts the feathers of the sky... And there is a long-lost taboo magical power in the north, which is "its wings are like clouds hanging over the sky"...

Ning Yi's mind trembled, isn't this?

He guessed a rough idea and immediately looked at the old man in Xihai, and knew that he had guessed correctly.

This is definitely not the so-called "not very clever" technique mentioned by the old man. If it is passed on, it will even shake the Sui Dynasty... In the northern border, there are really legendary creatures who are flexing. How many people have actually traveled so far and seen that "big thing" with their own eyes?

The old sword immortal in Xihai squeezed his eyes and said with a smile: "I want to remind you that this technique is not from the right way. You can use it casually in the Great Sui Dynasty after learning it. Anyway, no one knows it. If you get there in the future, be careful to be seen by someone with discerning eyes and cause trouble."

Ning Yi coughed, quickly opened the topic and asked, "Sir, come from the Western Region and have practiced in Jianhu?"

This topic should not be discussed too much.

Regarding the origin of the old man... Ning Yi just asked casually.

This is just his guess.

The ancestor of the West Sea was Xu Lai's grandfather... This generation dates back hundreds of years ago. At that time, Jianhu Palace was still in its heyday and was not as depressed as it is now.

Unexpectedly.

The old man shook his head and said, "He was born in the Western Region, but he was not under Jianhu, nor did he enter Penglai to practice. The royal family of the Great Sui Shengshan Mountain has nothing to do with me, but just a casual cultivator. When he arrived in the West Sea, he was entrusted by someone and took action several times to save the practitioners in Penglai. Therefore, they first called him a benefactor, and gradually evolved into the current "Taishizu".

Ning Yi was a little surprised.

The old man smiled and said, "There was a period of uneasiness in the West Sea. It was sandwiched between two worlds and there was no ban on the first emperors who were hanging upside down from the sea, so both groups of people wanted to grab Penglai Immortal Island."

Ning Yixin said to the desolation: "Sir, we have fought with the great practitioners from the demon clan. What is the outcome?"

The old sword fairy smiled cunningly and said, "Guess."

Ning Yi was a little helpless.

"The West Sea has spiritual energy, and the magical medicine is abundant. It is a blessing in the world. But for the whole world, it is actually a piece of chicken ribs. It is tasteless to eat, and it is a pity to abandon it." The old man glanced at Ning Yi, looked at the latter's eyes that he wanted to ask but did not dare to ask, and couldn't help laughing: "The world of the demon clan is not like the Great Sui Dynasty. There is no concentrated imperial power. The great demons with strong bloodlines each split the land. After I sit in the West Sea, it means something... Anyone who is enemies with the West Sea is just a loss."

Speaking of this, Ning Yi understood a little.

The old man is a casual cultivator, and he is a singular character. He doesn't fight or rob. He sits here, and the West Sea is just the West Sea and will never become anything else.

This ancestor of the West Sea likes quietness, so the two worlds will give him a quietness.

"As for whether the West Sea will be uneasy in the future, that is what happened after my death." When the old sword immortal said this, he looked calm and said calmly: "I am alive and can control the wildfires. After I die, how can I control the flood?"

Ning Yi sighed softly: "This is the reason."

As a casual cultivator, he has been in charge of the West Sea for four hundred years. All the giants in the north and south have to give him a thin side. In terms of strength, this ancestor is one of the thickest thighs in the world.

The Penglai monk who is protected by him, even if he is a elm-headed monk, who practices without caring about the world, should come out of a nirvana state practitioner. Make the worst plan for everything. If the ancestors leave one day, a nirvana monk can at least have some confidence in the negotiations between the two worlds.

Old Jianxian Ye whispered: "I have seen those people in Xihai suffer losses over the years, but I don't tell you clearly. I think it's a blessing for them to suffer losses."

Ning Yi went to listen quietly.

"Because I am here, the West Sea is so peaceful. The tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop. If they don't suffer any losses, they will die when they go to sea." The old man spoke in a plain tone and said in an unexpected turn: "But when we come to the Great Sui Dynasty, this principle won't work."

Ning Yi was stunned.

The ancestor of Xihai smiled and said, "Ning Yi, you can't suffer a loss."

Ning Yi scratched his head.

"In the Great Sui Dynasty, if anyone hits you, you will be beaten back. Don't be afraid." The old sword immortal in white robe looked at Ning Yi with a serious look. Ning Yi even read the old man's eyes that said, "Don't be afraid that you have the thickest thigh in the world."

The clouds around were no longer surging. Stepping into the Spark Fire Portal from Jianhu Palace in the Western Region was just a small incense stick, and it was now steadily landing on the ground.

It has arrived.

The ancestor of Xihai shook his white robe and shook the stained clouds and mist.

The sky is blue and the sun is white, and the smoke is blowing.

Ning Yi raised his head and looked at the strange mountain ahead. The clouds and mist were floating, and the divine clouds flowed.

It is hard to imagine that there are so many glazed glows on a mountain.

It's like a fairyland.

Ning Yi's throat was slightly dry, and he turned his head and asked seriously: "Sir... Didn't you say that you have made an agreement with Emperor Taizong to not interfere with the fortune of the Holy Mountain?"

The old sword immortal in Xihai smiled and said, "This mountain is called Liuli Mountain, and it does not belong to the Great Sui Holy Mountain."

Ning Yi suddenly realized, looked at the Liuli Mountain, which looked auspicious, and asked again: "The rule that cannot kill the mountain master..."

The old man raised three fingers and pulled them down one by one, saying, "First, it's only to fight but not to kill, it's not called killing; Second, the mountain owner on this mountain is very resistant to fighting, so he can't kill even if he's a little heavy; Third... The evil spirit here is too strong, and you and I pass by, and those ghost cultivators are going to fight first, they want to kill us, so we just attacked."

Ning Yi felt emotion, ginger is still so spicy...

The old man suddenly raised another finger, and this time his tone was serious and serious.

"Remember, Ning Yi. There are no unbreakable rules in this world."

Ning Yi was stunned and chewed carefully.

After remembering it, the boy let out a long breath, rubbed his cheeks, and his eyes became cold.

With the support of this old man from Xihai, where can't we go to this world?

He was going to meet Mr. Han, who had met twice at Tiandu Inn and Hongshan Grassland, settle the past accounts and see how to write them off.

The top of Liuli Mountain in the East.

The old sword fairy smiled with satisfaction, took Ning Yi, and just took one step and crashed into the countless holy clouds and streams of light on Liuli Mountain.

A loud sound as loud as a bell came from the top of the mountain.
Chapter completed!