Ji Liao buried Gu Weirui a cemetery she chose before her death. It was in a very good location. You can see both the Four Seasons Villa and the endless river water. There are all kinds of strange flowers and plants planted around it. At any time, flowers are guaranteed to bloom. If Ji Liao dies, he will also be buried here.

When you are alive, you have the same bed, when you are dead, you have the same cave!

Ji Liao became a father for the first time, and this feeling was very fresh and strange. At first, he wanted to name his daughter "Miao", which can be called "Miao" by "the sound in the air, the color in the appearance, the moon in the water, the image in the mirror, the words are endless but the meaning is endless."

But Ji Shan didn't agree very much. He felt that the word "如" was so vivid and thorough, and too out of the world.

So Ji Liao chose "sheng" and used the meaning of "drums, zithers, qins, and sheng and chimes are homophones", which also symbolizes the beautiful relationship between Ji Liao and Gu Weirui. Ji Sheng's wrinkled little face can vaguely see that his eyebrows and eyes are very similar. The old saying of his daughter is like a father seems to have been verified by Ji Liao.

Because of the birth of her daughter, some of the sadness in Ji Liao's heart was more or less diluted. But Ji Sheng could not change Ji Liao's aging rate. She didn't even know that she had lost her mother as soon as she was born, and even her father would be lost soon.

Babies are not worried. They laugh when they want to laugh, cry when they want to cry, without hiding, everything comes naturally.

Ji Liao learned from his daughter the principle of "focusing on one's energy and being gentle", which made him more thoroughly control over sword energy and Lei Yin.

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It is the end of March, and it is about April on earth. This year the snow melts late, and spring comes naturally late. Now is the season when the mist and clouds are filled with spring. A small boat rides across the slowly flowing river, which looks very natural in the picturesque scenery.

Soon the boat was docked, and a young scholar walked out of the room, dressed in a light green outfit, contrasting with the green mountains.

Zhuo Qing met a young scholar outside the gate of Four Seasons Villa. In his opinion, the sudden arrival of this guest was really too handsome and should even be described as a beautiful sentence.

The Four Seasons in Spring are originally very charming, but he seems not inferior at all. Maybe this guest is a woman, Zhuo Qing thought to himself.

Zhuo Qing has matured a lot, and he smiled and said, "What's the price for guests to come to the door?"

The young scholar said, "Come and compete in the sword."

He emphasized again, "Get your young master to compete in swords."

Zhuo Qing looked slightly stern and asked, "Whose guest is from which sect?"

"Qingwei, the sword holder." Five concise words were spit out of his mouth.

At this time, Zhuo Qing no longer cared that the guest's voice really sounded crisp and soft, so he guessed that he was probably a woman. He sighed and said, "You're late."

The young scholar said: "Why?"

Zhuo Qing smiled bitterly and said, "My son has passed away three days ago."

The young scholar said: "It's impossible. He is still so young. If he dies, how can I know who is stronger than me?"

Zhuo Qing said: "My young master has left a few words about this matter. If you listen, you will definitely know the answer."

The young scholar said, "What he said, you must tell me word for word."

"He said that no matter what sword you practiced in the past, when you came to the villa, you must have only brought a short sword less than one foot." Zhuo Qing said slowly.

The young scholar said, "Why is he so sure?"

His words undoubtedly made him agree that Ji Liao was right.

Zhuo Qing said: "My son said that the other eight sword holders have extremely powerful skills in flying swords. If you are also sword holders, even if you practice the flying sword skills extremely powerfully, you will not be more skilled than other sword holders. Past facts have proved that if you want to surpass him, it is not feasible to rely on the flying sword skills.

After thinking about it, if you dare to challenge him, you must have practiced a special sword technique. This sword technique does not have to be perfect, but it must be unexpectedly tricky and vicious. If the sword technique is to be able to achieve this level, the sword body cannot be too long, and its flexibility will be reduced, but it cannot be too short, too short, and it cannot be guaranteed to have power. He said that if it happens to be a little shorter than a foot, it would be more appropriate.

My young master also said that your swordsman must be a complete set of combo attack methods, because the later you come, the more cautious you are. People who are cautious often think carefully and will calculate what the situation will be if one blow is not hit.

But he said again that if your cultivation level does not break through to the real person, then the entire set of swordsmanship will not exceed nine moves. Because your spiritual cultivation level is only enough to support the ninth move to deduce."

The young scholar said coldly: "If I had the tenth move of my sword technique, what if I did?"

Zhuo Qing said lightly: "My young master said that if you ask this, his answer is that you will still lose."

The young scholar said unconvincedly: "Why?"

Zhuo Qing said: "Because my young master can imagine how fast you draw the sword, and how fast his sword is, you can't imagine it."

The young scholar sneered: "That's just a talk. I haven't beaten it. Who knows the real answer? Take me to see him quickly. I don't believe that he is dead. Even if he dies, I want to see what this person looks like."

Zhuo Qing said: "My young master also said that you are a smart person. When you hear his words, you should know that you have lost. No matter whether he dies or not, you don't need to see him."

The young scholar said, "No, I want to see you. If you say something more, don't talk anymore."

His sword did not appear, but Zhuo Qing felt as if he was pressed against his chest by a sword.

Of course Zhuo Qing didn't want to die, let alone Ji Liao said that if this person insisted on seeing him, then let him see him. After seeing him, this person would undoubtedly die.

Although Ji Liao was dead, Zhuo Qing still respected Ji Liao like a god, so Zhuo Qing honestly took the young scholar to Ji Liao's mourning hall.

A coffin was parked inside.

The young scholar walked to the coffin, pushed it open, and heard a thunder sound.

He had never heard such a thunder sound in his life.

Lei Yin comes and goes quickly.

Zhuo Qing almost collapsed because Ji Liao, who was already dead, was sitting in the coffin. Ji Liao's little sword of the Xie-killing sword was stabbing the young scholar's heart and accurately penetrated his chest.

The sword energy penetrates the heart, and the thunder sound destroys the soul!

This is the peerless sword technique of sword energy and Lei Yin. When the blue little sword penetrated into the young scholar's chest, the meridians and soul of his body were destroyed together.

Ji Liao smiled at Zhuo Qing again and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm really dead this time."

This was indeed Ji Liao's last time. Zhuo Qing walked forward. He first looked at the young scholar. Sure enough, he found that he had no Adam's apple and spread his hair. He was indeed a beautiful woman, but she was already dead, at the hands of Ji Liao.

Zhuo Qing actually had the last words to say to the young scholar, that is, Ji Liao guessed that she was a woman, because male sword cultivator generally had a little more courage and would not be so delicate. If she was a man, she would not have waited so long before going up the mountain. This is the difference in the mind pattern between men and women.

However, Ji Liao mainly said this to Zhuo Qing, and also told him that there was no need to say it to the young scholar.
Chapter completed!