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Just when the black knife in Song Yifei's hand erupted with the strongest sword intent, it was near the ancient city of Xiangyang thousands of miles away.
A small, nameless hill suddenly and silently cracked a dark gap, and gusts of evil, treacherous black mist spewed out from it.
These evil and treacherous auras seemed to be conscious, wandered around in the air, and then projected towards the nearest village.
Not long after, the village was filled with blood, and heart-piercing roars came out.
The voice is full of evil, tyranny, bloodthirsty, and madness!
The spiritual world disintegrated, and Song Yifei's consciousness fell into the boundless darkness, until an ancient cyan light pulled him out of the darkness.
"Hoo hoo!"
Song Yifei suddenly opened his eyes, panting heavily, like a drowning person on the verge of death.
"Senior, are you awake?"
A voice of surprise sounded beside Song Yifei.
"How long have I been in a coma?"
Song Yifei looked around, and found that he was still in that abandoned Buddhist temple. Mi Mengjiao was kneeling beside him, with a surprised expression on his face.
"It's almost a day!"
"oh!"
"Senior! What happened just now? Why did you suddenly become unconscious?"
Mi Mengjiao asked with lingering fear.
"You didn't sense it?"
Song Yifei frowned and asked suspiciously.
"Sensed what?"
Mi Mengjiao was a little puzzled.
Song Yifei sat up straight, and looked around again, only to find that there were no traces of knife cutting around.
Is it only for me?
Song Yifei thought a little depressed.
"Since you didn't sense it, forget it! How is your brother?"
"He woke up during the day, and fell asleep after eating just now! But his energy is much better than before!"
Speaking of the situation of his younger brother Mi Lindong, Mi Mengjiao was even more delighted.
Mi Lindong is almost her lifeline now, her precarious body has finally been healed, and the joy in her heart can be imagined.
"I would also like to thank you, senior, for saving our lives!"
Mi Mengjiao couldn't help but thank you again.
"It's just a little effort, you don't have to thank me!"
Song Yifei shook his head lightly, telling Mi Mengjiao not to pay too much attention to it, and he just did it easily to save the other party, without thinking about anything in return, and it wasn't any kind of mercy.
"Go and take care of your brother! I want to practice for a while!"
"Senior, are you in good health?"
Mi Mengjiao looked at Song Yifei, who looked younger than herself, and always felt a little awkward when she called out the word "senior".
"Don't worry!"
The moment he woke up, Song Yifei had already sensed the condition of his body, his true qi, dantian, and meridians were all intact, as if everything that happened before he fell into a coma was an illusion.
It is also possible that the saber intent only attacked his spirit, so Song Yifei couldn't wait to go in and out of the mental space to have a look.
"That's right! Senior, you still have this knife!"
Having said that, Mi Mengjiao took out the black knife made of short metal ruler from her bosom.
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The moment Song Yifei saw the knife, Song Yifei couldn't help shivering. He was really bitten by a snake once and afraid of well ropes for ten years.
Looking back now, he really hated the system.
Knowing that the injection of true energy would trigger the saber intent, he didn't know to remind him in advance.
Taking a deep breath, he caught the knife again.
"No matter what you say, this knife belongs to you two, and I can't take your things for nothing! Wait a minute, you can discuss it with your brother, and you can make a request! As long as it is not too much, I can agree to you!"
Song Yifei is not a good person, but he has not been reduced to bullying children. This black knife was the key to unlock the imperial mausoleum, he couldn't give it up, no matter whether Mi Mengjiao and Mi Mengjiao agreed or not, the result couldn't be changed.
"this¡¡"
Facing Song Yifei's promise, Mi Mengjiao was a little embarrassed. After all, Song Yifei saved them, and it felt a little too much to ask again, but this promise was really important to them.
"Thank you senior! Thank you senior!"Mi Mengjiao agreed with a blushing face, and then turned to take care of Mi Lindong.
Song Yifei closed his eyes and concentrated, his consciousness sank into his mind again, checking the situation in the spiritual world.
The white spiritual time, which was originally illusory and misty like a fairyland, has now turned into pitch black, like a starless night sky. There is only one ancient bluestone mountain, standing in the void, exuding a faint blue radiance.
"It seems that I can wake up from the unconscious state, all thanks to this bluestone mountain with fists and palms!"
The consciousness in an illusory state is projected into the bluestone mountain. A thick and solid, unshakable artistic conception immediately filled his heart.
"Nothing has changed! Huh? This knife?!"
Qingshi Shenshan gave Song Yifei the same as before, and there was no change. When his consciousness was separated from it, he accidentally discovered that an ancient bronze knife had been inserted into the mountain at some point.
"The sword intent is there! What happened at that time?"
Looking at the illusory and transparent sword intent that was also inserted on the bluestone mountain, Song Yifei was puzzled.
At that time, when the saber intent entered his mind, he originally wanted to use the sword intent and the blue stone mountain to resist, but the saber intent was too powerful. As soon as he reflected it, the whole spiritual world collapsed, and he didn't know what happened afterwards. I don't know.
Song Yifei mobilized his sword intent and found that it can still be used normally.
"This bronze knife, won't it be similar to the condensed sword intent of Qingshi Shenshan?"
With the mentality of giving it a try, put your consciousness into it.
Mi Mengjiao, who was taking care of Mi Lindong, felt a domineering sword intent emanating from Song Yifei's body, her body began to tremble unconsciously, and she couldn't help but want to surrender.
"It turns out that what senior really practiced was sword technique!"
The saber intent came and went quickly, except for the cold sweat that broke out in shock, it did not cause any harm to Mi Mengjiao.
Song Yifei's consciousness left the spiritual world, and he opened his eyes, filled with weirdness.
"Except for changing the wallpaper for the spiritual world and adding a powerful sword intent, nothing else seems to have changed!"
At this time, his mood was very complicated. It seemed that not only did he not suffer any loss, but he also got a blessing in disguise, directly condensing a powerful sword intent.
"But, why am I always a little worried!"
After thinking for a while, I really couldn't think of a clue. His current situation, I am afraid that no one in the entire martial arts world can explain it.
"Forget it, if there are too many lice, they won't bite!"
The appearance of Qingshi Shenshan has already exceeded Song Yifei's cognition, and now there are one or two more strange things, it seems that it is not a big deal.
In fact, even if he is there, it is of no use. Instead, it will increase the psychological burden on myself for nothing.
Outside the temple, he caught two hares, a few birds, and a deer. After Song Yifei handled them briefly, he roasted them on the fire.
Mi Mengjiao, who had been starving for almost a day, covered Mi Lindong in her sleep, and stood by the campfire to swallow her saliva.
It is freezing cold now, and there was another cold rain yesterday. Even with a bonfire, the whole temple is still in a gloomy state.
Mi Lindong curled up unconsciously, holding the thin clothes tightly around her body.
Mi Mengjiao, who distributed the clothes to Mi Lindong, also turned slightly blue, but she just held back.
Noticing the situation of the two of them, Song Yifei transformed Beiming Zhenqi into positive energy, and his body began to exude warm breath, like the earth rejuvenating, full of warmth.
When the meat was almost roasted, Song Yifei groped his body, and then looked at Mi Mengjiao whose complexion had recovered.
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