After listening to Tan Xuesong's words, Mu Qianmei said with understanding:

"To be closer to the state of nature? It means that the more traces there are, the stronger the sword intent will be, right? ”

Tan Xuesong nodded and replied:

"Yes, the sword technique with the wind is a sword technique that is perceived from nature, and it is necessary to use the power of nature to perform sword moves, so the traces are very obvious, and the four sword techniques correspond to the four seasons in nature, and at that time it was by the power of nature, and the traces were very obvious."

"However, with the improvement of cultivation and the deeper and deeper understanding of sword intent, at this time, it is necessary to eliminate the traces of those seasons in the sword moves, so that the sword moves are closer to nature and there is no trace, and the sword moves at that time will reach the realm of returning to the basics and leaving no traces."

"At this level, you will be able to enter the realm of the Sword Domain."

Mu Qianmei couldn't help but fall into deep thought, she looked at the messy sword marks left in the garden, and recalled the state when she had just cast the autumn wind and fallen leaves.

After Tan Xuesong and Tong Ziyu glanced at each other, they silently retreated, and in order not to disturb Mu Qianmei, they didn't even say a word of farewell.

The autumn night returned to tranquility, and the autumn rain also returned to normal, so he meditated and cultivated alone in the small pavilion.

Early the next morning, when Mu Qianmei woke up from the cultivation state, the sky was already bright, and the rain had stopped for some time, and there were four palace maids waiting quietly outside the pavilion.

Mu Qianmei asked casually:

"What was wrong last night?"

One of the palace maids replied respectfully:

"Back to the Heavenly King, Bai Qianqian, the master of the Vermilion Bird Hall, came to visit, and when she saw the Heavenly King cultivating here, she didn't disturb the Heavenly King, and the slave maid had already asked her to wait in the Heavenly King's Palace."

Mu Qianmei looked at the messy scene in the garden again, and then ordered:

"Alright, you clean up the garden, and the Lone King will go see her!"

When I returned to the Heavenly King Palace, I saw Bai Qianqian sitting on a chair in the living room waiting.

Seeing Mu Qianmei walk in, Bai Qianqian immediately got up and saluted:

"Qianqian, meet the king!"

Mu Qianmei smiled lightly:

"We sisters don't have to be polite to each other, hasn't my sister slept all night?"

Bai Qianqian immediately replied:

"No, I also squinted on the chair for a while, and when I saw that Miss was practicing, I didn't disturb Miss."

Although he is not called the king of heaven, he still looks very respectful when he changes his name to Miss.

Mu Qianmei no longer continued to dwell on this issue, and immediately asked:

"My sister came in person, I guess there must be some important news for me, right?"

Bai Qianqian nodded and replied:

"Yes, Miss asked me to focus on the news of the exit of Tongtian Road in the past two years, and I have recently made new progress, so I will come back to tell Miss in person."

Mu Qianmei was not in a hurry to ask what the news was, but took Bai Qianqian to wash together, and after sitting down refreshingly, she instructed the palace maid to bring it up early, and the two began to talk again while eating breakfast.

After eating for a while, Mu Qianmei asked casually:

"What important news did my sister hear?"

Bai Qianqian replied cautiously:

"Every year around the Mid-Autumn Festival, it is the opening day of Tongtian Road, and there seems to be no one worth paying attention to in the first two years, but a few days ago this year, there was an old man of sixty or seventy years old, with a teenager of twelve or thirteen, who appeared near Qingyun Temple, and we suspect that they are people from Tongtian Road."

Mu Qianmei said suspiciously:

"An old man of sixty or seventy years old, with a boy of twelve or thirteen years old? Where are they now? ”

Bai Qianqian replied apologetically:

"The area around Qingyunguan is no longer in our territory, and now it is the territory of the Demon Realm, and there are not many people left over there, and the news is no longer well-informed, so we haven't been able to track it all the time, and after leaving the Qingshan Inn, there is no trace of them."

Mu Qianmei replied understandingly:

"Over there, we have a lot less eyeliner, and it's normal to lose their tracks."

After saying that, she continued to ask:

"Has that sister seen what they look like?"

Bai Qianqian recalled for a while before she replied slowly:

"The old man has white hair, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, like an ordinary old man, but he is in good spirits, and he is like an old man."

"That young man is very handsome and handsome, almost comparable to Wenlan Gongzi, but Wenlan Gongzi is innocent and lively at first glance, pure and immaculate, and not stained with dust, while the young man looks a little indifferent, there is a little bit of Jianghu atmosphere, it looks like there is a sense of déjà vu, but I have never seen it."

Mu Qianmei couldn't help but fall into contemplation, this old man with white hair and kind eyebrows is in line with Ye Suifeng's appearance, and with the temperament of the old man, it is even more similar.

However, with a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy by his side, what is the matter? Bashan loves

Could it be that he later took in a little apprentice, and then took the apprentice to the outer heaven with him?

That's unlikely, a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy's cultivation is definitely not too high, and it is impossible for him to come to the outer heavens smoothly.

Could it be that he has just accepted the little apprentice after he came to the outer heavens?

Thinking of this, Mu Qianmei said softly:

"This old man's appearance really looks like me and Tingfeng's master? It's just that there is still a teenager with him, which is confusing. ”

"Perhaps, it was just a coincidence! By the way, my sister has seen them before, can you try to draw them for me now? ”

Bai Qianqian scratched her head and replied:

"Although I learned to draw with the young lady, my level has never been high, and I can't draw their demeanor at all!"

Mu Qianmei shook her head and said:

"It doesn't matter, you just need to draw a general look, the master of the Suzaku Hall who has been doing so long often can't avoid giving portraits, I've seen the portraits you have painted for people, although the paintings are a little thin, but, for grasping the characteristics of the characters, you really do a good job."

"If you want to draw a person well, the most important thing is to grasp his unique characteristics, even if the painting is not very similar, but it can make people imagine what the person looks like at once."

Bai Qianqian had no choice but to bite the bullet and say:

"Then I'll give it a try!"

Immediately, Mu Qianmei instructed the palace maid to prepare the drawing paper and brushes, put them on the desk, and waited for Bai Qianqian to paint.

Bai Qianqian sat on the edge of the desk first, closed her eyes slightly, carefully recalled the appearance of the two people, and did not open her eyes for a long time.

I saw it in a hurry, and I was not impressed, but now I have to draw their appearance out of thin air, only to find that the appearance that I can remember is actually quite vague, and I can't recall their specific appearance.

Bai Qianqian even had a feeling that the more she wanted to remember, the more she couldn't remember, and she couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

Mu Qianmei didn't urge her, but slowly drank tea, waited patiently, and didn't bother her.

After a long time, Bai Qianqian slowly opened her eyes, although she was still frowning, but she seemed to have grasped some important features, so she picked up the paintbrush, looked at the drawing paper in front of her, and was ready to paint.

Since I can't recall the specific pattern, let's draw the things that I can remember first.

As Bai Qianqian began to paint, Mu Qianmei stared at the drawing paper quietly.

When Bai Qianqian outlined the outlines of the two people according to the vague appearance in her memory, Mu Qianmei's mood became inexplicably excited, because the outline of the old man was indeed very similar to Ye Suifeng.

As for the young man, she couldn't see anything for the time being.

After drawing the general outline of the two, Bai Qianqian paused, she closed her eyes again, and thought about it with difficulty.

After a long time, Bai Qianqian opened her eyes again, and slowly drew the old man's eyebrows and facial features in an uncertain way, and she seemed a little hesitant to write.

When the eyebrows and eyes were replenished, Mu Qianmei was probably sixty percent sure that the old man was Ye Suifeng.

It's a bit similar, but it's not 100% sure.

After painting the old man, Bai Qianqian began to paint the young man's facial features.

When the handsome face was matched with delicate and vivid facial features, the young man's demeanor seemed to come to life, and he actually looked very vivid, which showed that he left a deep impression on Bai Qianqian.

Mu Qianmei looked at the young man, she was sure that she had never seen this young man, but inexplicably, she also had a sense of déjà vu.

It's a strange feeling, why does a person who has never seen it feel familiar?

For a while, Mu Qianmei was a little stupid, where did this inexplicable sense of familiarity come from?

Mu Qianmei was staring at the drawing paper, Bai Qianqian was also staring at the drawing paper, holding a paintbrush in her hand, with a look of hard thinking on her face, adding a few strokes from time to time, and then continuing to think while looking.

As Bai Qianqian continued to depict, the two figures on the paper gradually became more vivid and vivid.

Mu Qianmei looked at the old man and said:

"This person, I am now seventy percent sure of the judgment, he is the master of me and Tingfeng."

"However, this young man, I don't recognize it, it should be someone I haven't seen before, but, inexplicably, I also feel a little familiar."

Bai Qianqian carefully looked at the two people in the painting again for a while, and finally put down the brush in her hand and said:

"That's all I can remember."

Mu Qianmei casually picked up the paintbrush on the desk and said:

"I'll add some more details to this old man, you can see if it's more like it!"

As she spoke, she started to add and modify the image of the old man in the painting, and she modified it according to the appearance of Ye Suifeng in her memory.

After all, she is a person who used to get along day and night, and her memory of Ye Suifeng is still very deep, when she finished revising it, Ye Suifeng in the painting was similar to the master in her memory, and then turned to Bai Qianqian and asked:

"Isn't that what it looks like?"

After Bai Qianqian looked at the image of the old man that Mu Qianmei had modified and supplemented, her eyes gradually lit up, because this change was more in line with the image of the old man in her memory, so she replied with a somewhat excited tone:

"Yes, yes, yes, that's what the old man looks like!"