The convoy walked slowly, like a giant snake crawling on the ground.

All the alert animals noticed the crisis in advance, and the birds flapped their wings, the beasts ran away, and they were away from the crisis early.

Only some weak and cute animals did not escape early.

A fat mole is focused on eating the rhizomes on the roadside. It may be that the rhizomes are too focused on eating the rhizomes that the convoy passes by before it reacts.

It looked up in a daze, looked at the convoy with its almost invisible eyes, and then quickly moved its front paws like frightened to dig the ground to survive.

However, how could anyone go to trouble it?

Even if it is a bird or a beast, if it is not a meal time, as long as it does not hinder the convoy from moving forward, the ninjas of the convoy will have no desire to take action.

Since the ambush of Langren, the convoy has moved forward safely for two days.

In two days, he did not meet the blind Wandering Ninja again, but Uchiha in the former team did not relax because of this.

Although Qingkong was already in the carriage and could not leave, under Shingo's command, six Uchihas alternately investigated and were on guard at all times.

Suddenly, the closed curtain in the car was pushed away by a slender hand.

A sleepy boy bowed and walked out of it.

The boy was unkempt and his hair was like a mess, but he was lazy and still attracted everyone's attention.

Of course, this is not only because of his handsome appearance, but also because of his feat of shooting and killing the Langnin team for several breaths the day before yesterday.

With his left hand blocking the sun, Qingkongnian narrowed his eyes and asked, "Where have you been?"

Shingo quickly approached and said, "Report to the deputy captain, you have passed Liancheng, and then you will be on the front line after Dasugiya."

"Is Big Sugitani?"

Qingkong repeated, and then said: "The closer you get to the front line, the more dangerous it is, so don't relax."

"Don't worry, deputy captain, we will be careful again and again."

Qingkong nodded, jumped to the roof of the carriage, and lay down.

The breeze blows and sunbaths, the blue sky is so comfortable.

This comfort not only comes from the soft sunshine, but also comes from the relaxation of the whole body, and also comes from the true joy in the heart.

His guess is indeed correct, and the drops of merit have a warming function to nourish the soul.

After using eight drops of merit to nourish the soul, the wounds of the main soul and the soul splitting healed, and Qingkong no longer had to endure the faint pain that came from time to time every day.

What makes Qingkong even happier is that the drops of merit can strengthen the soul.

He experimented with two drops of merit, and the warming effect of one drop of merit is comparable to that of one month of hard practice.

According to his estimate, it would take at least three to five years to cultivate the soul division aggregate into a soul seed that can take over the body.

If you use merit, you can greatly shorten the practice time.

If it goes well, he only needs to collect twenty or thirty drops of merit.

Say more than more, say less than less.

If you are lucky and have some wandering ninjas who are not eyebrow, you might be able to accumulate enough merits in this mission Qingkong.

Of course, this is the best result.

In fact, do merit have any side effects on the soul? Can such good results be maintained in the later stage?

All of these are unknown yet.

However, Qingkong can also see the dawn of cultivating to become an "external incarnation".

Just as I was thinking about the dawn, a figure suddenly appeared in front of me, blocking the sun's light.

"Shuo Yi, don't block my sun."

Xiu Yi stood up a little while after hearing this.

Qingkong said again: "Come to chat with me? Let's talk while lying down!"

The carriage is large and has a spacious roof. And the ninja feels good balance, so he is worried that he accidentally drops the carriage.

Xiu glanced at the comfortable Qingkong and said, "Move your place!"

The blue sky rubbed, leaving a place.

Xiu lay down, but unlike Qingkong, crossing his legs, he lies flat on the roof of the car with his sword in his arms.

Qingkong glanced at him and said, "Looking at you like you are like lying in a coffin."

Xiu Yi ignored Qingkong's teasing.

He felt the ups and downs of the carriage and looked at the gorgeous blue sky.

“The rooftop view is great!”

Qingkong looked at him in surprise and said, "You can actually see the scenery today."

Based on Qingkong's observation, Xiu Yi is a sword fool.

His thick tiger cocoon would never have been so thick if he had not practiced swords for more than ten years.

And such people often ignore the scenery around them, or even ignore the people around them.

Xiu Yi said: "Suddenly I want to see the scenery in your eyes."

Qingkong turned his head and said in surprise: "Why?"

Xiu turned his head and said sincerely: "I want to know why you could shoot that knife?"

He had heard the name of Qingkong before.

Another young man from the Uchiha family was only a young man. He was promoted to Zhongnin after three months of graduation. He beheaded the Shangnin with a knife...

Despite this, he was quite confident in himself and always thought that he was stronger than Qingkong.

Therefore, he would use his momentum to test Qingkong when he first met.

This is a condescending attitude.

It was not until the moment when Qingkong came out that he realized Qingkong's strength and felt his weakness.

There are many people who are stronger than him, not only Qingkong.

But others used ninjutsu, and only Qingkong was good at weapons.

He saw the future of his sword technique with Qingkong.

Keep your sword without breathing, and make your sword without marks.

That is definitely a higher level of swordsmanship.

His eyes were full of fanaticism and respect.

When a man looked at him with a scorching gaze, Qingkong did not misunderstand that he knew that it was his belief and love for swords.

Of course Qingkong couldn't tell him that I didn't use ninjutsu, but I used immortal arts.

He thought for a while and said, "Care your momentum! Every knife I have poured into my mind, so it is invincible."

This sentence does not lie. The "Slaying the Immortal" flying knife is cultivated by his spirit and is indeed concentrated in his mind.

Xiu Yi nodded repeatedly.

Qingkong's meaning pointed out: "It is easy to break when it is strong, but it is strong and declining. Why should the sword be equipped with a scabbard? Because the sharpness will make the sword rust and corrode faster."

When Xiu Yi heard this, he couldn't help but restrain his momentum as he said.

Cultivating his attitude like a disciple made Qingkong feel good and had a great conversation for a while.

"Xuyi, I use a flying knife, which is different from yours. But I know the legendary kendo characters' understanding of kendo, do you want to hear it?"

"Is it the manuscript of the five great sword saints of the Warring States Period?" Xiu Yi asked in surprise.

Qingkong shook his head: "The swordsmanship of the five of them is not worth mentioning. Compared with the ones I talk about, it is simply the light of fireflies and bright moon."

Xiu Yi couldn't believe it: "Why didn't I know that there is such a person?"

Qingkong did not return to him, and said to himself.

“Long time ago…”

"There was a man who had been traversing for more than 30 years, killing all the enemies and defeating all the heroes, and there was no resistance in the world... This person is called the sword demon, named Dugu Qiubai. There are four realms of sword path left on his sword tomb: sharp sword, soft sword, heavy sword, and wooden sword. You are now at the realm of sharp sword..."

"There was a man who learned sword at the age of seven, loved swords like his life, and regarded killing as an art. After killing, he liked to blow off the blood flowers on the sword, just like the snowflakes on the body of a man who came back at night... This person is called the sword god, named Ximen Chuxue..."

“…”

Xiuyi listened to these strange names and imagined the charm of peerless swordsmen, and couldn't help but become obsessed with it.

Speaking of these names, Qingkong recalled the time he was reading novels with a flashlight in his bed in his previous life, and couldn't help but shook his mind.

Suddenly, the shouts in front woke up the two of them.

"The Great Sugitani is here!"

Qingkong stood up and looked at it, and there was a big mountain bag far away.
Chapter completed!