The sun was setting in the west, and the red clouds in the sky were like blood, adding a bit of beauty to the desolate mountain. There was a new tomb on a small slope in the mountain, with some burnt paper ashes on the ground. In front of the tomb stood two

There are two men, one is wearing a red robe, with a broad and majestic figure, a resolute face, and straight hair. The other is handsome and tall, with long hair disheveled, and his seemingly thin body is covered with a black outfit.

These two people were Zhao Hu and Ye Wangtian. They stood quietly in front of Luo Xiaotian's grave, relatively speechless, watching the gorgeous sunset, with two long shadows trailing behind them.

After a long time, Zhao Hu spoke, facing Luo Xiaotian's grave, as if muttering to himself: "I didn't expect that sixteen years later, it would be Yong, Xiaotian, you go well..."

Hearing this, Ye Wangtian also sighed softly, feeling indescribable in his heart. For some reason, he didn't feel a trace of sadness. He secretly wondered whether he was affected by Fen Tianyang, or because too much time had passed, and the relationship between the two had changed.

I felt calm and didn't know what to say.

After that, the two of them still stood quietly without anyone disturbing them. The autumn wind was bleak, the setting sun was like blood, but the atmosphere seemed a bit solemn.

After a long time, Ye Wangtian couldn't help but say: "Xiaohu, where do you plan to go?"

Zhao Hu glanced back at Ye Wangtian, his face was calm, but there was a bit of sadness in his eyes. He smiled lightly and said: "The sword is broken. I can no longer go back to the sect to practice. I can only stay in the village and live an ordinary life."

Live." Although he was smiling, his unwillingness and helplessness were clearly visible.

Ye Wangtian frowned slightly, thoughts flashing through his mind, but there was no response. He didn't know what he was thinking. Seeing this, Zhao Hu turned his head and looked up at the sunset on the horizon, saying no more.

After a moment, Ye Wangtian's eyes lit up as he was thinking about something, and he seemed to have thought of something and said: "Xiaohu, let me ask you, if I have a way for you to continue practicing, are you willing?"

Hearing these words, Zhao Hu's strong body suddenly trembled, and he turned his head suddenly, with disbelief and ecstasy in his eyes, and said eagerly: "Do you really have a way?!"

Ye Wangtian and Zhao Hu looked at each other, with a smile on his lips and said: "You should have learned about my master from my parents!" Zhao Hu nodded and asked hurriedly: "Is it possible that your master can help?

I?"

The pain in Ye Wangtian's eyes flashed away, and then he shook his head slightly and said: "Why bother my master to help you continue to practice, I am enough!" After hearing the affirmative answer, Zhao Hu's eyes

The brilliance was even greater. The eyes that looked at Ye Wangtian were full of hope, and the previous gesture of not caring was completely gone. The longing hidden deep in his heart burst out the moment he saw a glimmer of hope. He eagerly wanted to

If you continue to practice, it will be so painful for a cultivator to lose the qualification to practice!

Seeing the anxiety and urgency in Zhao Hu's expression, Ye Wangtian smiled and said: "I can tell you that my cultivation method is different from everyone else in Tianxuan Continent. There is a technique in my cultivation method called 'Original Interaction'."

build'."

"Cultivation of life and destiny?" Zhao Hu repeated Ye Wangtian's words and asked with confusion in his eyes: "What kind of cultivation method is this?"

Ye Wangtian opened his mouth and explained: "This cultivation method has a prerequisite, which is the 'instrument'! To practice this method, you must reach the level of life and death blending with the 'instrument', and the soul must be completely integrated with the 'instrument'.

Sharing life with the 'vessel', if the 'vessel' is injured, the person will be injured, and if the 'vessel' collapses, the person will also die!"

Zhao Hu was startled and couldn't help but said: "So serious!"

Ye Wangtian nodded and said: "That's exactly what it is! Therefore, the first choice for cultivators' instruments must be of high quality, which is also one of the major difficulties. Of course, this kind of cultivation method also has its benefits, and it has its own advantages.

The 'instrument' of the intertwining cultivation of life and life can exert extraordinary power, and the cultivator can use the 'instrument' as easily as commanding a certain part of himself, without any hindrance." At this point, Ye Wangtian raised his eyes and looked up.

He asked Zhao Hu, who was thinking about it, "Are you willing to practice this method?"

Zhao Hu looked at Ye Wangtian, hesitation flashed in his eyes, and he nodded firmly and said: "Wangtian, let me practice!"

"Yeah!" Ye Wangtian nodded, and then two flashes of fire appeared in his eyes. He raised his hand and pointed his index finger on Zhao Hu's eyebrows. The power of his soul overflowed, sending a message directly to Zhao Hu's mind.

Zhao Hu was first surprised by Ye Wangtian's actions, and then he felt an extra stream of information in his mind, and hurriedly closed his eyes to digest it.

Ye Wangtian retracted his right hand and looked at Zhao Hu quietly with his eyes closed to receive the information. After a long time, Zhao Hu opened his eyes with unspeakable excitement and excitement. Looking at Ye Wangtian, his eyes were filled with gratitude and he spoke.

Said: "Wangtian, thank you! I didn't expect that there is such a magical cultivation method in the world!"

Ye Wangtian waved his hand and chuckled: "This is nothing, we are brothers!"

"We are brothers!" Zhao Hu murmured to himself, with strong emotions surging in his chest. With this sentence alone, there was no need to say anything more. He raised his eyes and regained his previous confidence and pride, with sparkling eyes.

, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "That's right! We are brothers!"

In the distant horizon, against the last ray of glow, the entire mountain seemed to be printed in a painting. The beauty was dazzling. The two looked at each other and smiled, everything was in silence.

Zhao Hu smiled and said: "I have mastered this cultivation method, but good 'tools' are extremely difficult to find. Could you help me with this?" There was a hint of ridicule in his words, and he became extremely relaxed.

Ye Wangtian smiled and said: "You are really right! I do have it!"

"Oh?!" Zhao Hu's eyes lit up. It was originally just a joke, but he didn't expect Ye Wangtian to give a positive answer. He immediately looked at Ye Wangtian expectantly: "Take out any good weapons and see!

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"Zheng"

After a soft chant, a rainbow shadow instantly appeared in Ye Wangtian's grasp. Zhao Hu took a look and saw that it was a fiery red long sword. The long sword buzzed, and its whole body was covered with a layer of faint firelight, still jumping.

, the sword is about five feet long, with simple and elegant patterns, and it exudes a heart-stopping wave.

Zhao Hu couldn't help but admired: "It's really a good sword! It's a pity that I use a knife." There was no regret in his words.

Ye Wangtian smiled and said: "This is my weapon. If you want it, I won't give it to you. Of course you know you use a knife!" After saying that, he put the Tianyang Sword into his body. Zhao Hu smiled lightly and thought: Wang

God, this kid has a different personality than ordinary people, and he can also joke.

Ye Wangtian stopped delaying, suppressed his smile and lowered his head to think, but Zhao Hu didn't know what he was doing, so he could only stand aside quietly. His spiritual sense explored the Canglan Ring, and Ye Wangtian searched for weapons and weapons.

In area A, the inner space of this ring is huge, and Ye Wangtian's spiritual consciousness only occupies a small area in it, so he has to search slowly.

After a long time, he raised his head and smiled at Zhao Hu: "Yes!" He waved his hand, and a burst of blue light flashed. In Zhao Hu's surprised eyes, dense swords appeared in the air, almost filling the entire slope.

area.

Zhao Hu was surprised by the techniques used by Ye Wangtian, but he also knew that these were always some unknown secrets. He didn't want to ask more questions, so he looked at these swords, his eyes flickering with excitement.

Hundreds of densely packed war knives were just hovering in mid-air, emitting all kinds of colorful lights and fluctuations, which affected Zhao Hu's mind and made him unable to take his eyes away. There was only a walking width between these war knives.

, Ye Wangtian smiled and pointed at these swords, and said to Zhao Hu: "These swords with the lowest quality are also middle-grade immortal weapons. You choose slowly, and if you find one you like, just tell me!" Although Zhao Hu didn't understand what the immortal weapons were, he still couldn't understand it.

Without asking any more questions, out of his trust in Ye Wangtian, he nodded, walked slowly among the many immortal weapons and swords, and carefully looked at each one one by one and began to choose.

Zhao Huxing was among them, constantly stopping in front of these swords. He had to observe them for a long time each time before slowly moving his eyes to the next place. Ye Wangtian looked at this scene with a smile and thought to himself: This guy Xiaohu seems to be reckless, but his character is...

It's not bad, he hasn't been deceived by the appearance. It seems that he should be able to find a good weapon that he likes and that can harmonize with his life!

For a long time, Zhao Hu stopped in front of a blue sword. The blue light was flowing all over the sword, and runes flashed on it. It seemed like a trickle of breeze was flowing on the blade. It seemed peaceful but was extremely sharp. Zhao Hu stopped for a long time,

Looking at this sword, there was something moving in his eyes. Seeing this, Ye Wangtian stepped forward and praised: "You have a good vision. This sword is one of the rare top immortal weapons. It is named Qingyan.

It can release the extremely sharp 'Green Annihilation Whirlwind', which can kill the Immortal Lord! However, you are currently unable to activate it. Do you want to choose it?"

Zhao Hu was silent for a long time. He turned to look at the numerous swords behind him with a bit of reluctance in his eyes. Then he gritted his teeth and took steps forward again. Behind him, Ye Wangtian smiled and said nothing.

Not long after this time, Zhao Hu stopped in front of a sword again. This was a blood-red broad-bladed sword that was about ten feet long. It was considered a big one among the many swords. The blood flowed on it, and the formation

The bloodthirsty killing intention of the formation burst out, like a monarch standing proudly among the soldiers, making the swords around him groan softly.

"What a knife!" Zhao Hu couldn't help but praise.

"Oh?" Ye Wangtian's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward again. When he saw the sword, he couldn't help but said: "It's really a good sword! This arrogant and war-devouring aura is consistent with yours, and the quality is also a top-notch fairy weapon.

Xiaohu, you do have vision! Have you decided to choose it?"

"Just choose it!" Zhao Hu did not hesitate this time and nodded fiercely. The moment he saw the sword, he felt the familiar aura, which made him fall in love with it and couldn't put it down.

"Okay!" Ye Wangtian chuckled and said, "I'll complete the blood contract for you. After saying that, he raised his hand to take the bloody sword.

When he took the sword from mid-air and looked at Zhao Hu, he found that Zhao Hu was looking straight in the direction behind him, then slowly moved his steps, passed Ye Wangtian and headed straight ahead. Ye Wangtian turned around

, looked at Zhao Hu with a lot of doubts, wondering what he was going to do.

In just a moment, Zhao Hu came to the end of the sword array, but still did not stop, heading straight in one direction. Ye Wangtian looked along the direction he was walking, and couldn't help but frown. He saw that there

There is a long sword that is completely black, but this long sword is only half of it, but it is a broken blade!

Ye Wangtian wondered in his heart, he only released the swords above the middle-grade immortal weapon level, did he accidentally miss one? This is impossible, how could he make such a mistake. Raised, this flashed in his mind

Maybe the remaining half of the sword has reached the quality of a middle-grade immortal weapon or even higher?! Ye Wangtian shook his head fiercely, denying this absurd conjecture. All immortal weapons have spirituality.

The level of spirituality determines the quality of utensils. Is it possible that even if the sword is destroyed, the spirit of the sword is still there?

While thinking about it, Zhao Hu had already arrived in front of the broken blade. Unexpectedly, he looked at the sky and stretched out his hand to grasp the handle of the broken blade, which was as black as flowing ink.
Chapter completed!