"Where did your sword case go? I vaguely remember that you belong to the lineage of external swords, right? "
Uncle-Master Mi was very doubtful.
Lou Xiaoyi played it down. "I found it troublesome to carry it on my back, so I refined it into my head!"
Uncle-Master Mi's eyes widened. Troublesome? Changing from external swords to internal swords? This was a little unacceptable to him! After playing with external swords for a lifetime, he had deep feelings for them. He felt that external swords were the real flying swords, and not those balls that were rolled up into a ball and no longer had the shape of a sword!
"Show it to me!"
Lou Xiaoyi did not care. The sword light in his head rushed out. In an instant, hundreds of thousands of sword lights filled the sky, clashing back and forth. Sword Aura River! This kind of sword light division was actually Uncle-Master Mi's current level. This was because the sword light of external swords was not easy to divide, unlike internal swords which were formless.
Lou Xiaoyi had not used his Tao State yet. He was afraid that this Uncle-Master would think that he had changed his Dao to Buddhism and become the first Buddhist Sword Celestial in the Cultivation World.
Uncle-Master Mi's expression was very ugly. Even if this disciple was extremely talented and could do things that other external swords could not, even if he was able to stand shoulder to shoulder with an external sword Perfected Monarch like him in the Yuanying Realm, he still could not forgive him!
"You have forgotten your ancestors! You, you actually changed your flying sword into a sword ball? If you go back to the dome, what will happen to your Xuanyuan's Sword Aura Rushing to the Heavens Pavilion? What will happen to the persistence of past external swords? In the future, Xuanyuan will no longer have external swords, and will become the master of internal swords? "
The more Uncle-Master Mi spoke, the angrier he became. He did not expect that the thousands of sword lights would converge in the sky, leaving only one sword light in front of him! He saw it very clearly. It was not the Sword Aura of the sword ball, but a real flying sword. It was exactly the same as the ones used by external Swordsman!
Yes, there were differences. The flying sword emitted a boundless aura that even he could not see through. It was as if the sword contained a part of the universe!
"You! What is this? "
Lou Xiaoyi stretched out his hand and caught the flying sword in his hand. The flying sword lengthened with the wind and instantly became a three feet long sword that was even colder and more threatening!
Lou Xiaoyi held the sword in his hand. He first used the Hua Shan Splitting Technique, then the White Crane Drawing Sword. Finally, he brandished the sword a few times and laughed loudly.
"Martial Uncle, your way of thinking is outdated! Disciple's flying sword, if I want to go in, it will go out. If I want to go out, it will go out. If I want to go out, it will go out!
How could a real sword be divided into internal and external? What was the difference between near and far?
You see, my system has a place among the various branches of the Xuanyuan Sword School. I'm not being arrogant, am I?
In another ten thousand years or so, the younger generation might have to call me Lou Zu. This request isn't too much, right? "
Uncle-Master Mi was speechless. This little guy's abilities made him speechless! Dividing the Sword Vein into Inner and Outer Swords had been the rule of the Sword Vein for tens of thousands of years. It wasn't that the Sword Vein had to be divided into Inner and Outer Swords, but it had to be divided. The ravine within could not be filled!
Who didn't know that it was better to have only one bloodline? To cultivate both internal and external, to do as one pleased? But those who could truly do this, including the Sword God in their hearts, Crow Zu, seemed to have not done it in the past ten thousand years!
Countless seniors of the Sword Vein could not do it. They did not even dare to think of such a magnificent feat of fusion. Yet, this brat managed to do it so easily?
Of course, one could not say that he had become an internal sword, but he was definitely no longer a traditional external sword … If his method could be popularized, then what was the harm in calling him Zu?
It was too worth it!
Lou Xiaoyi sheathed the sword into his brain. "Martial Uncle, you're famous now! One day, when the younger generation asks, which Swordsman was the first to see Lou Zu's sword skills? The ancient records would at least mention that it was Wei Sword Mountain's True Lord Mi who discovered it first! It's funny how that guy still had the will to die when the Sword Vein was revitalized. Comparing the two, the difference between the clouds and mud is obvious! "
Martial Uncle Mi's mood had changed drastically in this short period of time. First, he was dissatisfied, then he was pleasantly surprised, and now he was furious … But a Perfected Cultivator was a Perfected Cultivator after all. He immediately realized that this little fellow was deliberately provoking his anger, hoping that this provocation would change his attitude towards his own injury!
No matter what injury it was, as long as the will to live was there, everything was possible! Without a goal to live on, naturally everything would be over! This was the most basic treatment. Only when the person had the will to live, then he could consider other things!
After living for so long, he was almost fooled by a younger generation disciple. This made him very emotional!
This was a really daring person. He did not care about external enemies, nor did he care about his seniors. Even Crow Zu was nothing in his heart, right? Listen, even Crow Zu could not fuse the internal and external Sword Vein, but Lou Xiaoyi did it!
Xuanyuan was such a freak!
After thinking it through, he did not care anymore. This kid did not treat him as a senior, and he was too lazy to treat him as a junior. He knew his own body well. Since the junior wanted him to pull himself together, he had to at least pretend. In the cultivation world, confidence was important, but confidence could not solve all problems.
"Okay, then this old man will borrow your glory. Brat, I've asked you so many questions, but you've never asked me anything. Don't you have any friends in the Five Rings Azure Sky? Or are you used to being a bachelor? "
Lou Xiaoyi sighed. "Most of my friends were not at a high level. How could you know them, Uncle-Master? Hmm, but I don't know if Uncle-Master Mi has any impression of one person. Uncle-Master Yin Ye of Weijian Mountain, do you know this person? "
Uncle-Master Mi smiled. "Of course I know him! He's still alive, and now he's Yuanying like you! Why, have you met him before? "
Lou Xiaoyi nodded. "Of course, during those years at Weijian Mountain, it was Uncle-Master Yin Ye who took care of me. I ate and drank his food. I'm afraid that one day when I go back, I won't be able to see him again."
Not only Yin Ye, there were actually many others. The Hall Masters who helped him at the Dome of the Five Rings, Yan Peng, Yan Bo, the few pieces of Qing Kong, Nan Zhenren, the old men on Zhonglao Peak, and so on.
After cultivating until now, he realized that a cultivator's biggest enemy was time! Time would slowly take your friends away from you without leaving a trace, leaving you helpless and unable to find a target to vent your frustrations.
The two of them talked slowly. In fact, it was mainly Uncle-Master Mi who spoke, while Lou Xiaoyi listened. He talked about the history of Xuanyuan, the history of Weijian Mountain, the formation of the Sword Vein, the structure of the Five Rings, and the complicated relationships. This was what he saw from the perspective of a Uncle-Master. It was very important to Lou Xiaoyi, because one day he would go back, and he could not be confused.
Among them, the most important were the traces left behind by Uncle-Master Mi!
He indeed could not find the way back, but that was only referring to the latter half of the journey. In the beginning, when he was ambushing the insect swarm and then following the insect swarm, he was still very clear about his position. However, as he chased further and further away, he slowly lost his position in the universe.
But there was one thing. Every time he passed by an anti-space, the corresponding boundary of the main world, as long as he knew, would tell him everything, no matter how big or small. At least, it let him know which places he would pass by on his way back home.
It was definitely not comprehensive and limited, but it was still a kind of guide when he was lost. It was much better than flying around by himself.
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