Qi Changyao said with calm eyes: "The other party showed mercy and gave Jianmen enough face."
"Go and prepare a small gift for me to take a trip for my master."
"Turn a big thing into a trivial matter. If a trivial matter is trivialized, let's apologize."
Diao Ziwei bowed and clasped his fists and said, "Okay, I will leave tomorrow morning."
"If you're lucky, you can hook up with my sister."
"That person doesn't take Jianmen seriously, so he probably won't ignore Ziwei's lineage."
Qi Changyao nodded and said, "That makes sense."
...
On the way to Dongwan Village, Diao Ziwei stood in front of him, watching his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, not daring to breathe.
Behind him, the two elders Tantai Jinse and Ziwei followed leisurely.
From Kyoto to Jianmen, the quiet girl's frown never relaxed.
To be precise, she was extremely depressed right now because of the Xunlong Pen incident.
Since Zhenhuang Nirvana was reborn from the ashes, there has been no news from Suning.
The outside world couldn't find any information, and the same was true for Fang Wenxuan.
A good person seems to have disappeared from the world.
If the True Phoenix star in the sky wasn't as bright as ever, Tantai Jinse would have doubted whether Suning was dead.
Of course, from a personal perspective, she hoped that Suning would be safe and sound.
"Sister, you are traveling with the teacher's mission, right?"
Diao Ziwei asked cautiously.
There's nothing I can do about it, he's naturally talkative and likes to join in the fun, so he really can't stand this taciturn and depressing atmosphere.
Tantai Jinse responded softly and asked: "How many moves have you reached in the Sword Sutra?"
Diao Ziwei watched his words carefully and said with fear: "The ninth move."
The beautiful girl holding the dragon-seeking pen said sarcastically: "The eighth move last year, the ninth move this year."
"You are really good at it. Every year is worse than the last."
"With such a speed of cultivation, do you dare to claim to surpass Su Xinglan and become the number one in Chinese martial arts?"
Diao Ziwei's face turned pale and he said: "I was young and ignorant at that time. Of course, what I said without any restraint could not be taken seriously."
Tantai Jinse sneered: "Do you dare to repeat this in front of grandma?"
"A manly man has already retreated before he can move forward."
"Ziwei magic, you said you can't calm down to learn it, so you insist on studying the way of swordsmanship."
"Okay, as you wish. If you can't go to Kunlun, I will send you to Jianmen secretly."
"In five years, you gave me this answer?"
Diao Ziwei said aggrievedly: "Sister, the Sword Classic is very difficult to learn, and it is extremely difficult to comprehend."
"After all, it is a swordsmanship comparable to that of Kunlun Dang Yao. It is not as simple as you think."
"Nine moves in five years, nine equals one hurdle."
"Back then, the master stalled on the ninth move, and it took him a year and a half before he had an epiphany."
"That's it, I still borrowed the kendo notes left by the deceased elders in the sect when I was desperate."
"I don't want to take shortcuts and rely on other people's insights to make breakthroughs."
The young man explained: "The ninth move is the heart of the sword. The heart of the sword is related to the direction of the sword in this life."
"Take the example of Qingzi, the founder of the Sword Sect a hundred years ago. His sword's aspiration was to kill."
"With the sword, a man dies, and not a blade of grass grows."
"The sword follows your heart, and everything is a sword."
"When I finally determine my sword heart, my practice speed will surely increase by leaps and bounds."
Tantai Jinse's cold face softened a little and said: "I heard the master said that Su Xinglan's sword heart is childish."
"The heart of a child can do as he pleases."
"The heart of a child is not affected by external objects."
"Be a child, stick to your heart."
"It's a pity that there is only one Su Xinglan in this world."
