Tianyuan border.


    The taiman monk suddenly turned pale and coughed up a mouthful of blood at the corner of his mouth.


    "Elder..."


    Qin Changsheng suddenly changed his face.


    Taiman raised his hand, smiled indifferently and said, "I''m old. I haven''t moved my muscles and bones for a long time. Just like this, I can''t bear it and hurt my vitality."


    "If I were ten years younger, I''d just slap those two old boys and kill a bunch of them. Do you believe it?"


    Qin Changsheng was silent and came to the nearest mountain peak with taiman residents.


    "Boy, I didn''t expect you to be a disciple of Bai Yuan. No wonder you are so young and have nine accomplishments in Yuangang territory. Bai Yuan''s eyes are really fierce."


    When they landed on a mountain peak, taiman monk smiled at Qin Changsheng and coughed twice.


    "Master, do you know my master?"


    Qin Changsheng said.


    "Hehe, I used to compete with him for the name of the first sword saint of Tianyuan. Do you think I know him?"


    "Too pretty," the Buddhist smiled.


    Qin Changsheng was surprised when he heard the speech: "elder, is the river sword statue that moved the world?"


    "Fame moves the world?"


    Taiman was stunned. Then he looked into the distance with complex eyes, shook his head and said, "it''s really famous, but it''s famous with the reputation of losers."


    "The only defeat in my life was that one, the war with Bai Yuan."


    Then he turned to Qin Changsheng and asked, "is he all right now?"


    Qin Changsheng nodded.


    Taiman nodded and said, "my road is over. This river sword Sutra is my lifelong effort. I will pass it to you. If you are interested, you can learn enlightenment. If you are not interested, please hand it over to a suitable person."


    While talking, a sword formula suddenly appeared in taiman''s hand, which read "river sword Sutra".


    Those four characters, at a glance, have a momentum of soaring, magnificent, like a river.


    It seems that countless sword Qi are boiling, which is shocking.


    Qin Changsheng silently took over the river sword Sutra, looked at taiman and said, "I will live up to the trust of my predecessors."


    Taiman nodded and turned to look at the beautiful mountains and rivers in the four directions: "I really want to live another 500 years..."


    The voice fell, and his body seemed to freeze. He opened his eyes and looked at the distance motionless.


    The breeze brushed my face and gently stirred my hair.


    Qin Changsheng was in a heavy mood. He felt a burst of inexplicable sadness in his heart. He stepped forward and caressed the eyes of taiman monk: "master, rest in peace..."


    Although he had known taiman for a short time, he was impressed by him. He was a very kind old man.


    Moreover, if it were not for the help of taiman, he was afraid that it would be difficult to escape the pursuit of Chu Yan and Gu Laogui.


    If it were not for this, too Manju would not have exhausted his last point.


    With a heavy heart, Qin Changsheng stretched out his hand to numb taiman''s wide, round and motionless eyes, so that he could close his eyes.


    However, just closed taiman''s eyes and opened his hand, taiman''s eyes opened again.


    Qin Changsheng reached out again.


    Taiman''s eyes opened again.


    Qin Changsheng didn''t expect that taiman lay scholar wanted to live another 500 years. His obsession was so deep that he died in peace.


    He stretched out his hand again.


    Suddenly, taiman turned to Qin Changsheng and said, "I''m not dead yet. Why do you always touch my eyes?"


    “……？！”


    Qin Changsheng''s expression was stagnant, and he looked at too Manju with an ignorant face.


    The air was suddenly quiet.


    Qin Changsheng''s face was sweaty. When he saw the last sigh of taiman, he suddenly didn''t move and didn''t blink.


    And his body was gloomy, the breath of life was almost imperceptible, and he thought that the other party had died silently.


    That''s why I reached out to touch each other''s eyes so that they could rest in peace.


    As a result, who knows the other party is still alive?!


    Qin Changsheng coughed and could only change the topic and resolve the embarrassment. He said, "what were you looking at just now? You were so absorbed."


    "Nothing. I just watched the river go east in the distance, and the water waves surged, like sword Qi. I was absorbed for a moment, and I made an old mistake."


    Taiman said, then pointed to the river in the distance and said, "look at the river. It''s quiet on the surface and the water flows slowly, but in fact, it''s an undercurrent."


    "That little undercurrent, like the sword, is silent but deadly..."


    Qin Changsheng looked at the big river in the distance and immediately moved in his heart in connection with the words of taiman lay.


    With his understanding, he didn''t understand that it was too manly lay who was instructing him and preaching the true meaning of his river sword.


    "The sword spirit is like a surging river. If it doesn''t go, it''s out of control. This is the river sword!"


    "To cultivate the river sword Sutra, you should know the water flow and water potential, and understand every trace of undercurrent. When the sword Qi gathers like a river and sweeps out, the sword potential will be as endless as the water potential. Who can stop it?"


    "Although I was defeated by Bai Yuan, I was defeated, but Dahe sword sutra was not defeated."


    "If I hadn''t finished the cultivation of Dahe sword, I couldn''t help fighting with him. The name of the sword Saint might change."


    Taiman said proudly.


    He admitted that he was defeated by the green dragon sword saint, but never admitted that the river sword classic was defeated by the sword technique.


    "Well, no more, no more... Cough..."


    The taiman monk suddenly turned dark and coughed and sat down: "boy, I saved your life here. Please wait for me here for two days. After I sit down, bury me on the spot."


    Qin Changsheng nodded with a heavy heart.


    Taiman nodded, stopped talking and sat with his back against an ancient tree.


    Qin Changsheng silently took out the fragments of the ancient book of the elixir spectrum that he had bought at the auction of the four seas chamber of Commerce in huoyun city and quietly flipped through it.


    "Sure enough, it''s a miraculous medicine manual, and the introduction of the miraculous medicine on it is so detailed."


    Qin Changsheng was slightly happy.


    On the fragments of the ancient book of the miraculous medicine spectrum, there are various miraculous medicines. There are not only text information, but also pictures. The picture is lifelike and very real.


    "Ambergris fruit, a top-grade elixir, can only mature after 3000 years. It contains rich heaven and earth aura. Taking it directly can improve cultivation. It can be refined into a step breaking pill with other elixirs to break the bottleneck of cultivation. It is very precious..."


    "Dragon blood herb, the top blood and gas elixir, contains abundant blood and gas power, and has great attraction to the body flow friars. It can increase the upper limit of blood and strengthen the body spirit. It can be combined with precious drugs such as Phoenix grass, jade Linglong and hundred grass spirit tree to refine precious blood pill..."


    “……”


    A variety of detailed explanations of miraculous drugs constantly floated in front of Qin Changsheng, which fascinated Qin Changsheng.


    Although the fragmented volume of this miraculous medicine manual is incomplete, its content is still incomparably rich.


    [the author has something to say]


    PS: I''m going to Hangzhou writer village to participate in the activity next month. I have to save my manuscript during this period. I don''t have time to break out for the time being. Thank you for the star night flower shadow. I have been rewarded by Taoist friends such as Hengdao~~