The monster beasts that were rushing towards this place stopped one after another.
Then he turned around and ran as fast as he could in the direction he came from, fearing that if he ran too slowly he would offend the adult.
In an instant, the beast's roar dissipated, and the originally rushing army of monster beasts faded down the mountain like a tide.
Now, finally, no one else comes to disturb me, and the Fairy Feather Fantasy Fruit is fully mature, and the vision gradually disappears.
Finally, the vision completely disappeared.
There are golden fruits on the tree, which are extremely attractive.
Wei Zong used his strength and lightly slapped the tree with his palm.
In an instant, like falling dumplings, the ripe fairy feather phantom fruit fell.
Wei Zong's figure changed, and suddenly his figure was everywhere under the tree.
Not a single fallen fruit was left, and he caught them all and put them into the Sumeru Ring.
He has no intention of eating this Fairy Feather Fantasy Fruit right now.
If he ate it directly, the effect would not be the best. When he went back, he would make preparations to maximize the effectiveness of the Fairy Feather Magic Fruit.
In any case, although this trip had many twists and turns, the goal was finally achieved.
What's left are those people's storage rings. Although Wei Zong doesn't like their other things too much, they still have a lot of spiritual stones.
No matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are still meat.
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Qin Shang walking happily from a distance.
As soon as they met, he threw a lot of storage rings over.
"this is yours."
Without counting them in detail, Wei Zong roughly weighed the weight of these storage rings and said, "Why, I won the previous game."
When mentioning this matter, Qin Shang couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Forget it, I only competed with Jian Xiu for killing people because I was crazy. Who doesn't know that Jian Xiu's attack is the strongest? Let alone you, that kid can kill more people than
There are many old men."
When Qing Heng was mentioned, Qin Shang suddenly said seriously: "Is that boy really going to understand the meaning of the sword?"
"That's natural."
Wei Zong looked calm.
Qin Shang was not so calm. He clicked his tongue and exclaimed: "That's the sword intention. You are the only one who can care less. Having said that, that kid is lucky to meet you, otherwise..."
"It's not as powerful as you think. With that kid's talent, even if he doesn't meet me, he will soon understand the meaning of the sword. The clarity of the sword's heart is not something you just say." Wei Zong did not feel complacent at all, but asked: "Listen to you.
As you said, there seem to be very few people in this world who understand the meaning of the sword?"
Now that the smell was on point, Qin Shang smiled bitterly: "More than just a few, although there are many swordsmen, they only understand other artistic conceptions in the spiritual sea realm, and almost none understand the sword's intention.
Without him, it would be too difficult to understand the meaning of the sword.
Anyone who can understand the meaning of the sword will eventually become a powerful person.
The last person who understood the sword intention in the spiritual sea was a peerless swordsman. His lonely sword intention was unparalleled in the world, and he suppressed the Cangqing world for an entire era. After becoming invincible, he went to the sword world. I don’t know what happened next.”
Qin Shang sighed a little, and continued: "This kid has such talent and will, it is only a matter of time before he catches up with me in the future. Hey, a new generation in the country will replace the old. In the future, this world will be their stage after all."
Wei Zong looked at him and said seriously: "Why are you so sad? When your injury is cured, your lifespan in the Tongtian realm will be almost infinite. You still have a lot of time to pursue a higher realm, or you can choose to join me.
Go to the upper world."
"I'd like to lend you some good words."
Rarely, Qin Shang said with a straight face.
The two of them walked towards the place where Qing Heng was meditating. At this time, Qing Heng slowly opened his eyes, and the sharpness in his eyes flashed away. Even so, countless small scars were cut on the ground near him.
"Attention, you can send and receive the sword's will as you please. You have just reached the threshold of the sword's will."
In the distance, Wei Zong's voice came, and the trace of pride that Qing Heng had just felt disappeared.
He knows that he still has a long way to go.
Understanding the meaning of the sword is just the first step on his path to becoming a strong man.
"I've met the two seniors."
Qing Heng stood up and said respectfully.
"We are already acquaintances, so we don't need to be so outspoken."
Qin Shang said with a smile, looking at Qing Heng in front of him, as if looking at a piece of jade, the more he looked at it, the more delighted he became.
"Yes, senior." Qing Heng relaxed and then became a little confused: "Senior, when I saw your moves before, it seemed like my ancestor's great soul-binding hand?"
"You're right. Your grandfather and I were good friends back then. Once upon a time, we practiced martial arts together. We exchanged several of each other's stunts. I remember that I exchanged a martial art for this great soul-binding hand.
,It’s a pity that later…”
"What happened next?"
Qingheng was curious and asked.
Qin Shang shook his head, but did not want to say more.
"Some bad things happened later, and the relationship between us became quite tense, so it's okay not to mention it. Originally, I thought I would never have anything to do with him, but I didn't expect..." He looked at Qing Heng with complicated eyes.
, "I can meet you here."
"Senior, I sincerely ask you to come to our Qingcang Dynasty. My ancestors will definitely be happy to see you." Qing Heng said sincerely.
"Haha, it's a good thing if he doesn't kick me out when he sees me. Forget it, don't mention this matter again." General Qin Shang's face turned serious and he returned to seriousness.
"Well……"
Seeing him acting like this, Qing Heng couldn't persuade him anymore, but he was still curious about what happened to this senior and his grandfather before. Since the senior didn't want to tell, he might as well ask his grandfather himself when he went back.
Interrupting their thoughts, Wei Zong said:
"Now that our purpose of visiting has been achieved, it's time to say goodbye."
Qing Heng was stunned for a moment, and then felt a little sad. Although he had not gotten along with his senior for a short time, his guidance to him these days had benefited him throughout his life. Before he knew it, they were about to say goodbye. For a moment, he felt a little melancholy.
Wei Zong looked at Qing Heng and was somewhat pleased: "You have already understood the meaning of the sword. There is no point in traveling around the continent anymore. You should go back to your family to consolidate your realm."
"I will."
Qing Heng's eyes were firm, but when he looked at Wei Zong, his eyes were full of gratitude: "Anyway, thank you for your guidance, senior. If senior comes to our Qingcang Dynasty in the future, please be sure to let me know so that I can do my best as a landlord.
friendship."
"I will."
Wei Zong nodded, and then said: "Every banquet in the world must come to an end. See you two in the future."
Qing Heng and the other two hurriedly clasped their fists and sent them off respectfully.
Wei Zong and Qin Shang gradually walked away. Qin Shang glanced at Qing Heng with a complex expression, sighed, and followed Wei Zong in the direction of Xuanyun Sect.
"Master, the two seniors have gone far."
Seeing that her young master was still holding his fists, the maid reminded him softly.
"I know." Qing Heng let go, turned to look at Ruan Yan beside him, and said softly: "Yan'er, let's... go home."