The two old men looked at the respectful young man and said with a smile: "I didn't plan to spread these tricks to the world, but looking at the girl behind you, I'm a little curious if you want to see the sword for yourself or for her?"

"My sword is her sword, so what's the difference?" Ling Qi smiled and looked at the woman behind him who was wiping the sword body of the long sword and wanted to explain something, but saw the woman's smile slightly nodding, so he simply stopped asking what the person was thinking. He always felt that he would be a confused account in the end.

"Young man, since you are cultivating swords, do you know how many swords are there in the sword cultivator?" The old man on the left didn't care about the tricks hidden in Ling Qi's words, and just asked calmly.

"Didn't the sword cultivator only practice one sword?" Ling Qi was a little puzzled. Since the old man asked this, there would naturally be no one sword. The woman behind him was also a little curious. The sword cultivator wanted to be dedicated. Even if he practiced the method of one sword turning into ten thousand swords, he would practice one sword in the end. What did this senior mean in his words?

The old man looked at the sky, as if he was a little nostalgic, and then said softly: "I practiced swords in this life, and the swordsmanship was declining. People all said that the swordsmanship was fruitless. It would be better to learn some magic runes earlier. So I took the path of breaking all methods with one sword. When the sword arrived at Linxian Gate, I suddenly found that one sword was not enough to break all methods. The girl said that I was too attached to breaking all methods, and I didn't know what all methods in the world were. Later, I learned all methods and finally cultivated the path of returning to one sword, but I didn't know why I lost the sword heart. It was not until my later years that I understood the principle of different paths and the same destination, and finally took the path of swordsmanship as the method. It was a pity that the sword was cut off by the girl's sword, which was a bit regretful for not seeing it."

Ling Qi looked at the old man in front of him and understood what the old man meant. He was just interested in the legendary woman in the old man's words and asked softly, "Senior, since he has reached that level, what is the realm of the banished immortal?"

"That girl, then go and ask the old guy opposite. His injuries were caused by asking the girl for swords." The old man on the left looked at the guy opposite with a smile, shook his head and picked up the teacup on the table.

Under Ling Qi's gaze, the old man on the right finally took back his face with reluctance and sighed and said, "My sword technique is even simpler. I only practice one sword. One sword is either dead or broken. It's just the first time I met that girl. The girl cut off my hand holding the sword with one sword. I stayed in front of this mountain for decades and went to find that girl again. This time she was blinded by her eyes." As he said that, the old man opened his closed eyes, and there was no light in those eyes, which made Ling Qi feel a little confused whether he should comfort him.

The old man seemed to sense Ling Qi's actions, laughed twice and said, "I, the old guy, don't want you, a junior, to comfort me, and who told you that the swordsman will not be able to practice swordsmanship without his hands and eyes."

"He has cultivated the swordsmanship, but he has not been a good person." The old man on the left sarcastically said a few words, and the old man on the right just hummed twice, looking at the sky with his eyes closed for a moment. Ling Qi stood by respectfully, and did not disturb the old man's contemplation. However, Ling Qi felt a big eye-opening feeling when listening to the swordsmanship of the two old men. He originally thought that the swordsmanship was just a bunch of straight brains, but now it seems that it is not only straight but also a little stupid.

The woman's eyes were a little strange. She roughly guessed the thinking of the young man in front of her, and smiled twice with her mouth covering her mouth. She was not afraid of the eyes of the two old men. She swung a sword in the air and then bowed and took a step back. Ling Qi was still a little confused. The two seniors looked at each other and laughed. It took a long time to say: "You little girl really can't use the way of us old guys. Your sword will be a good sword."

"Senior, I hope it will be clear." Ling Qi wanted to dig out some more things, and looked at the old man on the left with a smile on his face, so he scratched his head awkwardly and looked at the side.

The old man on the right sighed and said, "Little Girl, if you have seen the sword of the banished immortal, you should be able to give you more choices. But according to my opinion, if the little girl does not want to end up like me, don't touch the sword of the banished immortal."

"Thank you." The woman behind her bowed to thank him, which made Ling Qi, who was beside her, feel more and more flawless. She was a fake. The golden light in her eyes was activated to the maximum, but she couldn't understand what these three said meant, which made the time traveler feel frustrated.

"Little guy, since the sword art has been given, Wuxia is no longer flawless. If you lose your sword art, don't force these sword arts." The old man on the side looked at the young man and knocked on the table to remind him that Ling Qi also knew that he had lost his normal mind this time. He had given up the sword art, but now he wants to pick it up again.

"Senior, when you talk about the sword of the banished immortal, where is that sword placed?" Ling Qi felt that the two old men in front of him seemed a little excited, and hurriedly threw out the questions in his heart.

The old man on the left looked up at the young man, smiled and said, "That sword, pulled out from his heart, of course, it will finally return to his heart. If you see that girl in the future, you will see that sword." After that, the figures of the two old men gradually faded away, leaving only two simple long swords inserted on the stone table.

Ling Qi was a little stunned and wanted to reach out and touch the two swords. Finally, he shook his head and pulled the woman behind him and continued to walk forward.

Ling Qi felt a little unhappy. Is the swordsman's bones burying the yellow sand at the end? Moreover, the two old men said no regrets, and talked to him that every word of the banished immortal clearly hid a loss that could not be concealed.

"If you draw your sword, it will make up for the sword in your heart." The woman grabbed the young man who wanted to leave, and advised Ling Qi, who seemed to be in a certain mood in front of her.

"Forget it, what I'm asking for is not a kendo. Since you think the kendo of the two seniors is useless to you, then continue to look forward!" Ling Qi forced a smile and looked at the veiled woman in front of him and comforted softly.

"It's enough, your sword is enough." Ling Qi felt embarrassed when the woman's words were full of determination, but she was a little unwilling to accept it for some reason. She remembered the two seniors' evaluation of her sword, and took a step forward and ordered: "The sword you want is not like this. Maybe there will be a sword of the banished immortal in front of her!"

"Ling Qi, I know you are afraid that you will let down my expectations for swords, but if the sword cultivator doesn't believe in the swords, then what else should I ask for?" The woman's expression was a little angry. She looked at the guy in front of her who seemed to give in. She wanted to persuade her, but she didn't know how to comfort him.

"I'm not for you, I just want to see what the kendo looks like." Ling Qi didn't finish his words. His kendo could not see the forefront of the sword list. If he ruined a woman who was praised by two old guys because of his kendo, he would probably be unable to sleep or eat.

"Wan Jian, I'm leaving." The woman pulled the boy who wanted to leave and shouted to the sky. A black figure appeared from the shadow with a headache. She looked at the woman who had already wanted to draw the sword in front of her and comforted her with some anxiety: "This time the audience who read the sword is this young man. If you force him to leave, it will be a little difficult for me."

"I'm leaving." The woman's words were unquestionable, causing the black figure to shake his head, and looked at the young man being dragged behind him, and asked softly; "You want to leave and stay, but I won't stop you, but I want to tell you that the sword of the banished immortal will not be in Wanjian Mountain."

"You said you wanted to see her choice, but in fact, I guessed that she would choose this way!" Ling Qi just stared at the black figure with his eyes tightly, gritting his teeth in his words, causing the black figure to scratch his head for a while.

"How can I choose my freedom? If you really want to leave me, then I'll leave, no need to do this." The loss that could not be hidden in the woman's eyes made Ling Qi realize that the woman in front of him was just taking care of her emotions and did not expose her. The boy avoided the woman's direct gaze and replied silly; "I just don't want you to have some distractions because of me."

"All I want is your sword, I hope the young master will not be self-indulgent." The woman's answer made Ling Qi stunned. He looked at the long sword in the woman's hand, smiled mockingly, and then looked at Wan Jian who was watching the show with his arms around him and said, "Send us away!"

The black figure sighed and pointed his fingers at the two of them. Under a few dodges, the two returned to the room where Ling Qi was recovering from the injury. Looking at the two senior sisters sitting at the table, Ling Qi waved his hand, got into the quilt and wanted to see the guests behind closed doors.

"I wonder what you apologized to my junior brother?" The senior sister seemed to have not seen the strange atmosphere between the two, and still asked the woman with a smile.

The woman shook her head and did not answer the question. She just looked at the sword in her hand and was silent for a moment. She turned around and said to the young man who was pretending to be sleeping on the bed, saying, "Thank you."

"You understand better than me, and I should thank you." Ling Qi stretched out a hand from the quilt and waved it, whispering the woman in her heart. She really straightened her mind. Did she look so much like a disciple? She just explained her feelings about me so bluntly. Is this my helping him to relieve his knot, or is she helping me to relieve his knot!

The woman left the room. The two senior sisters looked at the boy who was not going to answer anything, looked at each other and left the room.

Ling Qi waited until the two left for a long time before taking out a note from his arms. Looking at the lines of beautiful words on the note, he smiled for a while, shook his head and stood up and looked out the window, stretched out his right hand and replied, "Okay."
Chapter completed!