Ji Yuan happened to come back with Niu Batian at this time. With his hearing, the inn was so quiet at the moment, so he could naturally hear Yan Fei's muttering with some unwillingness very clearly.
This flying swordsman with superb swordsmanship has actually been feeling confused and depressed during this period of time, and Ji Yuan knows this.
In the corridor of the inn, Ji Yuan and Niu Batian parted ways and went back to their respective rooms. Seeing Niu Batian touching the purse on his chest from time to time, Ji Yuan couldn't help but say something jokingly.
"Don't go out tonight. We have to go to the Wei Mansion tomorrow morning. We followers will be distressed if we can't find Master Niu."
After hearing this, Lao Niu, who had already walked more than ten steps, stiffened for a moment. He turned back and smiled at Ji Yuan awkwardly before returning to his room.
Niu Batian's room is closer to Yan Fei's room, and the sound of the door closing was also heard by Yan Fei who was in the room. However, for the latter, it was normal for Lao Niu to come back at this time. In fact, he thought that Lao Niu would not come back tonight.
Yan Fei shook his head, sheathed his sword, put it back on the bedside, and then lay down, staring at the ceiling of the room in a daze.
Ji Yuan did not rush back to his room, but stood quietly in the corridor for a long time. Although his eyes were calm, there were ripples in the depths of his soul.
After a long time, Ji Yuan took out a scroll from his sleeve, slowly unfolded it, and read the words on it.
Close your eyes again, reach out and touch each word above, and feel them carefully with your body and mind.
Combining Yan Fei's mood and feelings at this moment, in a trance, Ji Yuan seemed to penetrate the barriers of time and space, looking at an old man in the sky.
There was a thatched cottage with a table in the front yard. Holding a sword in one hand and a pen in the other, the old man spoke slowly in a hoarse voice while writing.
"Eighty years of life is a long journey. Where is the end of the martial arts? Are there immortals above the innate? I am unwilling to see my sword fall on the paper, unwilling, unwilling..."
This scroll is none other than the "Sword Intent Letter" that caused a bloody storm in the martial arts world of Dazhen and caused countless warriors to fight for it.
Yan Fei has a different personality from Lu Chengfeng and even Du Heng, and their attitudes towards martial arts are also different. Compared with the latter two, Yan Fei is more like a pure warrior rather than a yearning to be a knight.
Ji Yuan murmured and sighed.
"How similar to Zuo Li..."
Unlike most practitioners, Ji Yuan has never looked down on warriors, and "Sword Intent Post" has had a profound influence on him. Even now, this kind of perception of skills that is close to the Tao is so precious that the superiority cannot be determined by immortals or mortals.
"Is martial arts really so powerless?"
Ji Yuan also murmured this sentence again, then shook his head.
If Zuo Li were still alive, with his martial arts skills, ordinary monsters and demons would probably be no different from an ordinary rival in front of him.
When Zuo Kuangtu wrote "Zuo Li Sword Canon", he might have been just a temporary master of innate talent, but when he wrote "Sword Intent Post", Ji Yuan believed that Zuo Li at that moment was already the invincible Zuo Sword Immortal.
Ji Yuan has never been so sure as he is now!
This sword intention! This Dao essence! It was almost the last step to enter another realm. If it succeeded, what kind of excitement would it be
But in the end, Zuo Li died with hatred...
"What a pity... What a pity..."
Ji Yuan himself is a martial arts master-level figure and has a natural passion and liking for martial arts, but he is not a pure martial artist. He has too many things to worry about and too many things that take up his energy. Deducing all those magical skills and searching for chess pieces all over the world destined him to be the mysterious Mr. Ji.
His mind was flowing and his thoughts were moving freely. Ji Yuan opened his eyes and spoke softly.
"Has Master Yan fallen asleep yet?"
The voice floated into Yan Fei's room like a gentle breeze and reached his ears. The latter almost sat up again immediately.
'Is it Mr. Ji who is calling me?'
"If you are still awake, please come to Ji's room and have a chat."
Ji Yuan's voice came again, and Yan Fei finally confirmed that he was not dreaming just now. He immediately lifted the quilt and put on his coat.
Not long after, Ji Yuan heard Yan Fei's approaching footsteps while sitting in the room. When Yan Fei was about to reach out and knock on the door, another voice came from inside.
"Just push the door and come in."
Yan Fei did not hesitate and gently pushed the door open. Ji Yuan was sitting at the table. Besides an oil lamp with a lampshade, there was also an unfolded copy of calligraphy on the table. Ji Yuan lowered his head to look at the copy of calligraphy and did not immediately look up to distract himself.
Yan Fei did not dare to be negligent and bowed with his sword in his arms.
"Mr. Ji, Yan Fei is disturbing you!"
Ji Yuan looked up and smiled, then stretched out his hand and led him to the stool on his side.
"It is Ji who disturbed Master Yan's rest. Please take a seat."
Yan Fei closed the door behind him, walked quickly to the table, and sat down next to Ji Yuan. His eyes were naturally attracted by the calligraphy on the table. Before he opened his mouth to ask, Ji Yuan had already explained.
"This calligraphy has a restrained aura, and the strokes are like dragons and snakes. It is not only a good calligraphy, but also a good sword. It is a rare masterpiece in the world. I'm sure that Master Yan has heard of its name. It is the Sword Intention Calligraphy that Zuo Li left behind."
"Sword Intention Note!? Zuo Li? So the Zuo Kuangtu is called Zuo Li!"
Yan Fei was shocked. It was really because the reputation of "Sword Intent Post" was too great. It had been widely circulated in the martial arts world of Dazhen for decades and had been somewhat forgotten. However, because of the incident of the Thirteen Thieves of Yan, it became known to everyone in the martial arts world.
At least Yan Fei's generation is well aware of the legendary nature of this calligraphy.
'I didn't expect that the "Sword Intention Calligraphy" was in Mr. Ji's hands. No wonder no one in the martial arts world has found the calligraphy in these years...'
His mind was racing with thoughts, but Yan Fei did not have any extra thoughts about the possible martial arts contained in this "Sword Intent Post". Firstly, this was Ji Yuan's thing, and secondly, this period of time had made him a little depressed about martial arts.
As if seeing through Yan Fei's thoughts, Ji Yuan looked at him and asked with a smile.
"Do you think, Master Yan, that no matter how exquisite the martial arts mentioned in the Sword Intentions Posture are, they are nothing more than the martial arts of ordinary people?"
Yan Fei was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that his thoughts were seen through by Mr. Ji, but he did not refute.
"Among those who cultivate immortality, there is a saying that martial arts are just minor techniques in the mortal world and are not worth mentioning. What do you think, Master Yan?"
Faced with Ji Yuan's question, Yan Fei's heart tightened. Although he was unwilling, he agreed. However, he was not a fool. He understood that since Mr. Ji asked this, there must be a twist in the story. However, it was difficult to deny it against his will, and if he was questioned again, he could not explain it.
"Yan believes that from the perspective of an immortal, this statement is correct."
"I knew you would say that."
Ji Yuan smiled and then pointed to the sword intention note.
"But martial arts, or the way of martial arts, is not as simple as you think. It is also not as simple as some superficial immortal cultivators think. Zuo Li left behind the book "Sword Intention Letter". In my opinion, it is a skill close to the way of martial arts."
Ji Yuan's smile faded, and his voice was solemn but filled with emotion.
"Zuo Li has been crazy about martial arts all his life, and in his old age he began to seek immortality. Little did he know that if he could try his best to take one more step forward in his martial arts realm, it would be a new scene that has never been seen before."
“Dong… Dong… Dong… Dong… Dong…”
Ji Yuan tapped rhythmically on the "Sword Intent Calligraphy" and spoke very seriously while looking at the calligraphy.
“Human power has its limits, but martial arts is no small feat!”
A trace of magic power flowed through Ji Yuan's fingers into the sword calligraphy, and the divine will on the calligraphy had been affected.
"If there really is such a person who can master the martial arts and reach the pinnacle of the world, and then break through the barriers and carry forward the past, the martial arts will definitely be more exciting. I have a hunch that although this path is difficult, the achievements in the future may not be inferior to the way of immortals and demons."
Ji Yuan looked at Yan Fei again and pushed the sword note in front of him.
"Although I have seen the Zuoli Sword Manual, I don't remember it. Besides, it belongs to the Zuo family and cannot be passed on to others. But the true meaning of martial arts in this sword note is more precious than that martial arts secret book. It may be unprecedented..."
Ji Yuan paused for a moment, then continued.
"Master Yan, your character is not suitable for cultivating immortals, otherwise you will easily become a demon. However, in terms of martial arts, you are somewhat similar to Zuo Li back then. Today, I will give you this "Sword Intentions Post". I have used the method of conveying spirit through objects on it, so that you can get a glimpse of Zuo Li's style."
Ji Yuan said this as he rolled up the Sword Intent Note.
"Take it back and unfold it in your own room. You will surely fall asleep when you first read it. Please read it by your bedside, Mr. Yan."
Yan Fei's expression was both astonished and dazed. He looked at the "Sword Intent Post" with a complicated expression. He still found it difficult to imagine how a warrior could face fairies and demons.
But an extraordinary person like Mr. Ji would definitely not deceive him. Since Mr. Ji attached such great importance to the significance of this calligraphy, there must be some truth to it.
Yan Fei held the somewhat heavy copy of calligraphy, stood up and said goodbye to Ji Yuan.
"Thank you Mr. Ji for your talk tonight. Yan Fei will take care of himself. Please take a rest. I will not disturb you anymore!"
Ji Yuan nodded and watched Yan Fei turn around and open the door. The moment Yan Fei closed the door, Ji Yuan's voice came out again.
"Master Yan is both cherished and confused. After viewing the calligraphy, take a good rest."
Yan Fei paused outside the door, bowed again through the door, then turned and left.
After returning to the room, Yan Fei simply took off his shoes, placed the sword on the bedside, then sat on the bed and slowly unfolded the "Sword Intent Letter".
As more and more handwriting appeared, it seemed as if the words on the copybook began to blur. Yan Fei shook his head, but he felt that the handwriting was more and more alive, as if it was flying away from the paper.
Yan Fei shook himself in a trance, then lay down on the bed holding the copybook.
In the dream, someone stood on the top of the mountain holding a sword...
"Zheng..."
The long sound of the sword danced with the wind and rain, and then shone with the setting sun.
In Ji Yuan's room, Ji Yuan, who was also lying on the bed, glanced sideways at Qing Teng Jian who was accompanying him, and his thoughts seemed to drift back to decades ago.
"Where is the end of the martial arts path... Yan Fei, please don't let me down!"