Enlightened, open-minded, fellow travelers.

Chi Xiaochi dragged Yan Jinhua away without looking back.

Real men never look back at a lost broach.

061 asked him, "What if the precious pearl is picked up by someone else?"

Chi Xiaochi, without looking back, said, "That's someone else's chance."

Fate Fate, talking about the opportunity and fate, the treasure fell into the hands of good and bad people, are at the moment the fate of the moment. But "fate" is about an unknown, if you know in advance where the fate of others, one step in advance to take over the nest, looting for themselves, no matter how to make it look good, that is also stealing.

As for Yan Jinhua's behavior, it's not just stealing, it can be qualified as burglary, but also molesting the owner, eating and taking, very shameless.

Chi Xiaochi's response, to put it simply and brutally, is: see this pearl, I won't give it to you even if I throw it away.

Hearing Chi Xiaochi's words, 061 hmmmed.

...... Then I will give it to Duan Shujue to collect for the time being.

The seven great formations are gathered in one mountain, but there are three thousand worlds inside, and there are infinite opportunities for change. The ancestor of Jingxu set up a barrier, the seven formations change once every thirty years, each time there are seven formations, but the barrier is different, so there is no chance of cheating.

The outermost part is the Earth Sword Formation, which requires the use of a sword, and many people are far more interested in competing with an expert than a sword in a stone that may be impossible to pull out, and will choose to let go of their swords directly on the periphery of the formation, and there are often chaotic fights, where just passing by can get them involved.

If you come to join in the fun, the strength is not good, then it is estimated that even the fur of the second array can not be next to, at best, do a half-day trip to the quiet emptiness, you can pack your bags and turn your head to go home.

On the second level, there is the Sword Wind Formation, and those who are a little less skilled in spiritual swordplay will be chopped off their horses and regretfully fold their halberds.

After a great wave, those who could come to the third floor were all people with a minimum of swordsmanship literacy.

The third formation is a simple maze formation, some sword cultivators are only drunk on the sword blade, do not understand the formation, they can only be trapped in the maze of fog, never enter the way.

The fourth level is the bamboo forest, which is infested with bamboo beasts that suck the spirit of heaven and earth, and to cross the formation you need to obtain a piece of scale armor of a live bamboo beast as a key to the lock.

Territory was invaded, and to be taken away scales and stripped of armor, they are not willing to, so, the bamboo forest everywhere is another hard and vicious fight.

Chi Xiaochi carried Yan Jinhua from the first level straight through to the fourth.

Yan Jinhua is all paddling and gassed.

...... When he came to his senses, he found that the precious pearl with him was lost, and even if he was horrified, it was too late.

He had to face up to a terrible truth:

Once Duan Shujue was knocked out or harmed, it would be a fool's errand for him to even think of getting out, let alone getting close to the Sword in the Stone.

However, if we let Duan Shujue go all the way inside, how can we get the luck that belongs to us? Is it really going to be cheap for Duan?

Several times under the weighing, he still can not think of any magic trick, do not feel the heart anxious and impatient, the fire rises, but on the face of the face also have to pretend to be nothing, it is really tormented.

It was easy to break through the fourth level, but there were only a few people who had passed the level. Yan Jinhua looked around to make sure no one was there, so he pretended to be tired and stretched his back, "Take a break."

Chi Xiaochi followed his words and sat down with his sword.

His left arm was cut an inch deep, probably hurting a blood vessel, and the blood flowed a little too much, staining the small half of the arm red

Chi Xiaochi rolled up his sleeves, originally wanted to tear some clothing to stop the bleeding, did not expect to just sit down, then noticed a right-hand side of a rock under the birth of a spiritual medicine, just a few days ago he saw in a certain pharmacopeia of the kind, stopping the bleeding of the analgesic have a miraculous effect, but the medicine is extremely rare, Jingxu Peak has been considered a mountain of immortality blessed, however, even if you search through the peaks of the sixteen, I am afraid that can not be found three or two trees to.

Now they just find a place to rest, a lift of the hand can pull a tree, the degree of convenience is simply no different from pulling a root of the roadside dog's tail grass.

Chi Xiaochi exclaims to 061, "Look, it's really the main character treatment."

061 fell on his heart, "Use it quickly."

After confirming that he was right, Chi Xiaochi picked and crushed the herbs and rubbed them on the sword wound.

The elixir really did have an immediate effect, the blood gaps in the wound closed up and the pain subsided.

Yan Jinhua was still thinking about the precious pearl, and after sitting down, his eyes rolled a few times and said, "Let's master and disciple go back."

Although he learned from the system that the precious pearl had been picked up by a person, Yan Jinhua was so distressed by the loss of the treasure that he was unable to sit still.

He put in the treasure pearl for many years, hard to endure the desire to use the treasure pearl to get things done, afraid of people to notice, is to let go of the fight today, who would like to go out of the division is not yet successful, for nothing to be picked up this cheap to go, how can he be willing to do so?

Since the system said that it was an immortal man, it must be a point of face, he only needed to lie that this item was his family heirloom, accidentally lost in the sword meeting fight, he probably wouldn't dare to take it all for himself.

Duan Shujue was quite surprised when he heard this, "Big Brother Banquet doesn't want the Sword in the Stone?"

Yan Jinhua stared into his eyes, relying on his smile to hide his anxiety, "I'm afraid you'll get hurt again."

Duan Shujue: "I'm not afraid."

Yan Jinhua: "......"

Duan Shujue looked sincerely at Yan Jinhua : "I also very much want to go and see what the Sword in the Stone that Brother Banquet has been longing for looks like."

Yan Jinhua: "............"

These two simple words have blocked Yan Jinhua's way.

Before he came here, he deliberately told Duan Shujue about the magic of the Sword in the Stone in vivid colors, just for fear that he would be so used to staying at home that he would be unwilling to go out.

Now, Duan Shujue was determined to see Shi Zhongjian, and he could not find any decent reason to stop Duan Shujue.

He could have pretended to be injured and asked Duan Shujue to send himself down the mountain. He knew what Duan Shujue's persona was, and if he had such an accident, he would have given up the sword meeting and sent him down the mountain.

But Duan Shujue is a dead eye, the whole will protect him watertight, his body at most by the sword wind astral qi scratched a few oil skin, if he fell to the ground to pretend to be dead convulsions, but also fake too much.

After a short rest, Duan Shujue urged him to go on his way.

Unable to do so, Yan Jinhua could only dawdle to get up.

Forget it, take your time, big deal, wait until you're near the Sword in the Stone and then find a chance to strike.

After the two of them left slowly, the white-clothed young man in Fang Cai, who had picked up the pearl and was called "Little Uncle" by Su Yun, walked slowly out of the bamboo forest behind the two of them.

The young master was holding an umbrella, and the bamboo leaves were like rain, drifting down on the surface of the umbrella, making a fine rustling sound.

He kept a distance not too close to the duo as he made his way forward.

He passes by where Chi Xiaochi Fang Cai is picking herbs and raises his hand slightly.

In an instant, the mound Chi Xiaochi had dug out along with the remaining half of the herb all turned into data and disappeared without a trace.

He took his thumb and brushed his palm, losing his smile.

...... It's not a protagonist treatment, just because you're the one who got hurt.

The fifth level was no longer a sword art or formation test.

A wide about a hundred feet, about a thousand feet deep, the waves rolled in front of the Chi Xiaochi long black river, the river side of a stone monument, on the note, the name of this place is the three desperate river, fish desperate, bird desperate, people desperate.

The weak water is three thousand, the goose feather sinks to the bottom, can't fly, can't cross, can't swim, not to mention the ships, the flying birds can't fly over the top.

And they don't pass until they reach the other side of the river.

Chi Xiaochi thought, "Isn't this just a river of quicksand.

After much deliberation, he agreed with Yan Jinhua that he would first go down to the water to investigate, and once he found a way out, he would immediately release a signal under the water to let Yan Jinhua come down.

After a brief rest, Chi Xiaochi plunged into the water and was literally sucked to the bottom by the river, unable to move.

If I had to use a metaphor, Chi Xiaochi feels like a Wang Ba who has eaten his weight.

Following common sense, the ordinary cultivator has neither become immortal nor grown gills, either waiting to be soaked into the river drifter, or exhausting the entire body's spiritual power to vertical out of the water, but once this is done, the power is exhausted, and it takes a lot of time just to recover.

Chi Xiaochi looked around in the murky water for a while and realized that there was complete darkness all around him and he couldn't see anything.

I'm afraid normal people would have panicked by now.

Chi Xiaochi's heart was steady.

With his left hand he wrote on his right palm, "Go."

Duan Shujue, who was inside him, wrote back to him with his right hand on his left: "Which way?"

Chi Xiaochi replied, "No way."

Duan Shujue seems to have realized something.

Chi Xiaochi goes on to write, "If there is no way, make a way."

The inner and outer duo reached a consensus.

Duan Shujue's fingertips lit up the shark fire, reflecting the water, sending out a signal, drawing his sword at the moment Yan Jinhua entered the water, and putting up his whole body's spiritual energy, he didn't leap upwards, but rather, wiped the blade of his sword with one flat finger, and then waved the magnificent sword qi, which was covered with a layer of pure blue shark fire, along with the water, and chopped straight to the foot.

At once, the earth's crust bloomed and cracked.

Beneath the chipped away dirt, there was actually a heavenly light buried.

In another instant, they were standing on the land on the other side of the Blackwater River.

Yan Jinhua was soaked to the skin, but in contrast, Duan Shujue was dry and his lapel was not even wet.

Yan Jinhua does not think otherwise, only think that the door of life is opened by Duan Shujue, so he will be treated extraordinarily well, he is only a rubbing the door, get this mess, but also can not be helped.

The river itself was so odd that the cleansing spells couldn't work, so all he could do was walk along, forcing the strong watery odor from his body along the way and trying to rip off the sticky, rotting algae from his head.

Chi Xiaochi walks ahead to open the way.

061's heart was filled with admiration and fondness, and a smile followed in his voice, "How did you come up with the location of the road?"

"It's not easy." Chi Xiaochi said, "You've seen Journey to the West, right, and you haven't heard that song?"

061: "......"

Chi Xiaochi sings, "Dare I ask where the road is, the road is under the feet. The road ~ is under the - feet -."

Duan Shujue : "............"

Duan Shujue froze for a long time, trying to find a realistic basis for why such a song would exist within the sonic structure he had already learned.

But 061 was surprised to find it not too bad.

I don't know if it's because I've heard Chi Xiaochi humming too much, but now that I've heard him sing, 061 thinks it's kind of cute.

Walking out a little further, the two met a clear stream.

Yan Jinhua couldn't stand the stench of the water, so he took off his clothes and went to take a bath in the river.

Chi Xiaochi rests his head against the tree, eyes closed.

061 had a little question in his mind, but he knew it was not a good time to ask it, so he swallowed the question and willed the clothes on him to become as dry and soft as possible.

Chi Xiaochi, however, as if she had insight into his mind, closed her eyes, tilted her head slightly, and asked, "Mr. Six, do you want to ask me something?"

061 said, "No."

Chi Xiaochi said, "You want to ask me why I didn't drown Yan Jinhua under the water?"

Fang Cai, at the bottom of the Blackwater River, he only needs to release the shark fire but not open the life gate, he has 80% certainty to drown this waste in the water.

It is said that it takes ten to fifteen minutes for a person to drown, so as long as Yan Jinhua stays conscious during that time, and you stand in front of him and watch him die, that is definitely enough to gather enough remorse to "make him regret meeting Duan Shujue".

It is a deep pool that can make goose feather sink to the bottom, and every time the sword meeting, there are not a few casualties, if he was buried at the bottom of the pool, it would be unknown to the gods, no one would think that he died at the hands of Duan Shujue.

While conversing with Chi Xiaochi, the white-clothed Little Master also came to the end of the Blackwater River.

He stood at the edge of the rippling river, thinking and thinking, intent on hearing Chi Xiaochi's thoughts, "Why?"

A clear, watery voice synchronized in Chi Xiaochi's head.

061 asked him, "Why?"

Chi Xiaochi deliberately lowered her voice a bit and said with a smile, "That's no fun."

"Might as well take him and let him watch all the things he wants fall into Duan Shujue's hands. Letting him die at this point would be cheaper instead."

Being on the other side of the river, the young master gave a helpless light laugh, holding the turquoise carp umbrella, and stepped towards the river.

But he did not dive to the bottom of the river.

The moment he stepped on the water, a piece of water under his feet instantly froze into ice, and when he withdrew his feet and walked forward, the ice that had condensed from the change in the data form melted away, like a lotus under his feet, and he stepped on the lotus and passed.

He rarely commented on Chi Xiaochi's ideas, mostly just listened.

But 061 knew all too well how much pressure and black mud Chi Xiaochi's heart had accumulated on behalf of those hosts as he traveled down these few worlds.

061, or rather, Little Master, while holding an umbrella and walking slowly with his head bowed, said softly, "Do you really think so?"

Chi Xiaochi opened her eyes slightly, "Huh?"

He said, "You're actually thinking that seeing death is something that 'Duan Shujue' wouldn't do. That's all."

Chi Xiaochi was stunned, "I ......"

061 said with certainty, "You do."

Chi Xiaochi had never heard 061 talk to him like that.

Gentle, firm, with a little bit of strength, yet not uncomfortable.

...... This feeling is familiar.

Whenever he got a question wrong as a child, someone would pull over his workbook and teach him so carefully.

It felt so familiar that it called to him to lose his mind.

"When an evil man does evil, he blames only the outside world; when a good man does evil, he blames himself. Being evil is convenient and peaceful; being good is difficult and therefore precious. If you really watch Yan Jinhua die at the bottom of the river, the pain of seeing him die will be left to Duan Shujue, and he will think of this part from time to time. To you, it shouldn't be all bad."

Whenever harm is done, it has an effect on the human mind in a greater or lesser degree.

Chi Xiaochi raised a hand to the tip of her nose and smiled heartily, "You say that like you know me well."

061 said decisively and forcefully, "Of course I understand."

Chi Xiaochi's habits, Chi Xiaochi's thoughts, Chi Xiaochi's physical and mental structure are well understood and enjoyed.

As he spoke, he had crossed that river.

His feet landed on the land on the other side of the river, looking away from Chi Xiaochi's back leaning against the tree, his tone turned a little softer, "You always think of yourself in a bad way, it's a bad habit, you need to change."

Chi Xiaochi's heart shook dramatically and she blurted out, "You are ......"

At that moment, a hand slapped Chi Xiaochi's shoulder from behind.

A dewdrop on the tree was startled by the movement of the person behind him and landed impartially on Chi Xiaochi's cheek, "Shu Jie, go, get the sword."

...... is Yan Jinhua.

Chi Xiaochi blinked.

He spent half a second to collect his emotions, two seconds to organize his mind, and when he opened his eyes again, the redness that had just surfaced around his eyes had dispersed, and in his eyes was all the warmth and elegance that belonged to Duan Shujue: "Go."

With 061's reminder, Chi Xiaochi was then startled to realize that her way of thinking was a bit skewed. The real idea and purpose was hidden and confused by self-loathing.

This is not good for the host, or for himself.

What he should take is the Yangguan Road that belongs to Duan Shujue.

There are no conspiracies, there are only yang conspiracies, and frankly taking back what was lost is the best way to deal with Duan Shujue in this world.

Chi Xiaochi had not noticed that the two cultivators who had just crossed the river had also arrived at the upstream position.

Both had come from shattering the bottom of the river and traveling through the birth gate, but both were covered in stench and sludge, and were complaining as they undressed and bathed.

The white-clothed young master is not slow to follow behind Chi Xiaochi, walking with an umbrella, which covers the upper half of his face, revealing only the corners of his lips with a smile.