After waiting for a long time, the carriage moved again, but the thoughts of the people on the carriage and the driver were still the same as before.

As the fog had lifted, it was natural that the horses would no longer have to lead the horses forward, and the coachmen all sat back in the carriages and drove the carriage forward.

When the carriage had all run away, a shadow moved on the big tree on the side of the road, and Ji Yuan jumped down from the tree again.

"Whether it will be done or not, how much use it will be if it is done, it's not up to me to count someone!"

For that herring, Ji Yuan's impression is very good, and this good impression is different from Lu Shanjun and the red fox, and it is not the same as the old turtle, and the difference with the river god Baijiao is even greater, which is a kind of pure goodwill.

Especially when the greedy wine came to the boat to swim in the back, it was also out of a desire for such beautiful things as rice wine, and there was no fear or stammering for Ji Yuan, and what I saw in Ji Yuan's perception was a rare "clean".

'He'll see you again!'

With this thought, Ji Yuan smiled, and while walking forward, he took out a dry cake from his bag, which was not broken because of the aura, so he ate it boldly with confidence.

Only take the official road, when you have the opportunity, you will find someone to ask for directions, this time Ji Yuan is also greedy for the convenience of taking a straight line, and you will go around the point, so as not to bump into which ravine you will bump into again.

Although Ji Yuan is not yet the longed-for Xiaoyao Immortal, he is still confident in his foot strength, which is definitely not worse than a galloping horse, and his endurance and recovery are also much stronger than that of a horse.

Of course, this is also related to the route of Ji Yuan and the regular schedule, and although he feels that he has been on the road, he has seen juggling and monkey shows on the way, and he has also found local wine at the village banquet, which has also delayed some time.

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June 21, the Great Heat.

Before I knew it, it had entered the middle of summer, and it was the hottest time of the year, and Ji Yuan had finally arrived at the low belly mountain where the tomb of the left madman was located.

Ji Yuan also saw that mountain and finally understood why the name of this mountain was so strange.

Looking around, I saw that all the mountains in this dwarf belly mountain are relatively gentle and low, and there are many like arched generals' bellies, and there are very few towering peaks, and the names of the villagers are also simple and rude.

"This leftist fanatic has been dead for decades, and I don't know if the tomb has been taken care of, whether it will be buried or collapsed......"

Ji Yuan muttered and found a nearby place from the pipeline to enter the mountain, preparing to find the location of the "navel peak line" comprehended in the sword intent post first.

From the morning to the afternoon, finally let Ji Yuan find out what the so-called umbilical peak line is.

Looking at the mountain rocks in front of him, which were only half a zhang tall and less than two feet wide, and were surrounded by many weeds and wildflowers, Ji Yuan was also a little speechless.

This can be called the navel peak is really the embodiment of Zuo Daxia's abstract style, if you have to study it carefully, the entire short belly mountain can be called the umbilical peak at least a dozen places.

Ji Yuan crouched down and used his oil-paper umbrella to pluck away a tall patch of weeds, revealing the mottled tombstones and the already collapsed earth graves.

The handwriting on the tombstone should be engraved with a sword, and obvious sharp marks can be seen on the edge.

The left maniac is really not called the left maniac, maybe after a few decades, there are not many people in the martial arts who know his real name. ’

Looking at the overgrown weeds on this side of the grave, Ji Yuan couldn't help but sigh and sigh.

"Zuo Daxia, I think you were a martial artist in the world at the beginning, but in the end, you didn't even have a handful of people in Qingming and a handful of soil......"

The Zuo family should have encountered some changes, or Zuo Li had some explanation, or simply the descendants have forgotten this tomb, even if they know that decades are a long time for ordinary people, but Zuo Li is a person who once stood at the peak of the rivers and lakes, and even the current fate can't help but feel a little sad.

After bowing three times to the tomb of Zuo Li, Ji Yuan gently jumped onto the mountain stone behind the tomb.

The large stone was also covered with a lot of earth, and dense weeds were overgrown, and Ji Yuan lifted his feet and stepped heavily on a bare stone foundation.

"Bang~~"

The sound echoed, Ji Yuan listened carefully, then smiled, walked to the center of the big stone, pulled out the weeds, and used a small stone slab to dig the soil, and dug more than a dozen times before he encountered a hard object.

Removing the blocking stone, there was a dark yellow wooden box hidden underneath, and on the side of the wooden box was a section that was mostly rotten and half looked like the hilt of a sword.

Ji Yuan's face was overjoyed, he reached out and took out the heavy wooden box, and wanted to lift the long sword up, but when he grabbed the hilt, he found that it had completely rotted, and it fell off on its own when he touched it, so he had to grab the slightly rusty metal handle and lift it up.

The rumored long sword Qingying did not have the appearance of a god soldier at all, the hilt of the sword was corrupted and fell off, the scabbard was rotten, and even the sword body was rusty.

If you are an ordinary martial artist, you may be disappointed, but in Ji Yuan's eyes, she knows that this is all an appearance, the long sword in front of her is very clear in her eyes, and there is even a sense of agility circulating in the sword body.

Ji Yuan reached out and flicked it at the sword.

"Ding~~~"

The sound was very crisp, and the sword body shook with a ripple of invisible air.

Ji Yuan stretched out his hand and gently stroked the sword body to the tip, and a trace of aura flowed into the sword body along the fingertip lines, and gently asked the long sword in a neutral and peaceful voice.

"Would you like to see the light of day again with Ji?"

The voice fell.

"Hum~~"

The sword body actually shook slightly, shaking away a lot of dust from the sword body.

"Good, good, good sword!

This long sword Qingying gave Ji Yuan a great surprise, so the sword cheats must be even more amazing, right?

With this strong sense of anticipation, Ji Yuan couldn't suppress his excitement, sat down on the stone, put Qingying on his lap, and solemnly opened the wooden box that should be made of Nanmu with both hands.

The edge of the box is sealed with thick wax, and after opening, there is a faint fragrance of Nan in the box, and a book of martial arts cheats lies at the bottom of the box.

Ji Yuan picked it up and took a look, the name was very imposing as "Zuoli Sword Codex", he couldn't help but be curious, knowing that his eyesight was not good, he still turned it over.

When this cheats were written, Zuo Li's efforts should have been poured into it, as the pinnacle of the innate master, there is also a trace of intention in it, although it is not as clear as the sword intent, but Ji Yuan can really see most of the words in a slightly blurred way.

It's just that this surprise becomes more and more faint as you read it deeper.

In the middle of the night, Ji Yuanpan sat on the stone and still didn't get up, but the book was already casually placed on his lap.

"What is this? What is the mystery of the sword intent post that gets carried away with the form of the will? No matter how subtle this secret book is, what is the difference between it and the swordsmanship of ordinary internal strength cheats plus one move and one style? No matter how subtle it is, it is ...... Is there a dark compartment under the stone?"

Ji Yuan looked at the small pit again with some reluctance, and reached out and slapped it on the rock.

"Bang~~~"

Because it was late at night, the sound was more obvious in the silence, and after listening carefully, he still didn't hear that there was anything empty in the stone, and Ji Yuan understood that this palm was just self-deception.

After a long time, the slight sense of loss faded.

"Hehe, I got the sword intent post, with the long sword Qingying, what else is there to be dissatisfied with, Zuo Daxia has already counted someone good enough for me!"

Stuffing the cheats into the baggage, lifting the long sword and holding up the Nanmu box, Ji Yuan lightly jumped off the boulder.

Looking at the handleless appearance of the long sword, Ji Yuan thought about it in his interest, and casually folded a piece of vine of suitable thickness on the side, and wrapped it around the tail of the sword, the aura poured mana and agitated, faintly filled with mist, and the vines slowly became verdant, forming a special emerald vine hilt.

"Although your spirituality is complete, but limited by gold and iron, this green vine rooting sword just replenishes your qi, and in the future, it will become your sword hilt and merge with you, and I will always cultivate it with spiritual temperature." ”

After saying this, Ji Yuan stood in front of Zuoli tomb with a sword, thinking about removing weeds, standing next to the tomb and looking at it, but he felt that it was good now.

just left a piece of cake and the last uneaten rabbit leg in front of the tombstone, and then Ji Yuan walked away.

"Zuo Daxia use it slowly!"

Knowing that there is no ghost in the tomb, Ji Yuan's words before leaving still echo in front of the tomb.

This Nanmu box may be able to be exchanged for some silver, as for this cheat, it is better to return it to the descendants of the Zuo family... If there are any descendants.