Qin Ran rode forward on his white horse, facing more than a thousand fierce Xuan Qin cavalrymen, and asked the Xuan Qin general, "What did you say?"
“Antidote… Antidote.” Qin Ran’s face was calm and his tone was gentle, but General Xuan Qin felt the invisible pressure and was speechless.
"There is no antidote. Go back and tell them that I don't give it to them." Qin Ran said.
"You..." General Xuan Qin was angry and suddenly raised his hand. More than a thousand cavalrymen behind him drew their bows and arrows and aimed at this side.
The Tian Ce cavalry under Li Shiwen responded quickly and drew their arrows.
The so-called situation is tense, which means that at this moment, the two countries will start fighting if they are not careful.
Qin Ran glanced around and spread his hands forward. A small bubble flew up from his palm, and then the bubble swelled with the wind. In a breath, it was more than a hundred feet in size and formed a huge transparent film above the heads of the Xuan Qin cavalry.
“General, think twice before you act,” Qin Ran advised.
General Xuan Qin looked up at the transparent film above his head, his expression changed, but he finally made up his mind and left with the Xuan Qin cavalry.
After all, he was just a general in the mortal world. How could he deal with monks? As for matters between monks, let them handle them themselves!
“Very impressive…” Li Shiwen smiled, spurred his horse around, and asked Qin Ran, “What did you do? We were chased here by cavalry.”
"It's not what we did, it's what they did." Qin Ran corrected, "The daughter of the Xuanqin Zhao family is also a cultivator. She wanted to take Shiyin's natal sword, but failed and was poisoned. She wanted an antidote, which is probably why the Xuanqin cavalry chased us.
"The Zhao family's legitimate daughter is called Zhao Yaqing. Shiyin said that she is the daughter of Xuanqin Taifu and has entered Xuanqin Yuntian Sect to practice."
"Seizing the sword? There is such a thing? Is your world of immortal cultivation so chaotic?" Li Shiwen asked, gesturing for the army to integrate back to the camp, "So you succeeded in forging the sword?"
"Successful." Qin Ran followed Li Shiwen and asked, "Why are you waiting for us here?"
"The other side has pulled its troops to the border, how could I not know about this?" Li Shiwen said with a smile, "Do I have to wait until they invade before I know about this?"
“That’s right…” Qin Ran nodded.
Li Shiwen is stationed here to guard the country's border, so he should know about any changes in the enemy camp.
Otherwise, one day you might be beaten to the gate of the camp while you are sleeping.
Leading Master and Disciple Qin Ran to the camp, Li Shiwen discovered that something seemed to be wrong with his sister. Not only did she not smile foolishly, but she also did not run around happily. She just lowered her head, followed him with a gloomy face, and looked depressed.
Didn't he go to forge a sword? He forged a natal sword and got something new, so he should be happy. Why did this happen
"What's wrong?" he asked Li Shiyin softly.
Li Shiyin did not answer, but just looked up at Qin Ran.
He then looked at Qin Ran.
"The problem is very complicated and cannot be explained in a few words." Qin Ran said.
"It's okay, I have plenty of time, just take your time." My sister's matter is a big deal, Li Shiwen is very patient.
“To put it simply, it asked her to kill someone.” Qin Ran said.
“No…” Li Shiwen shook his head. Li Shiyin had been to the battlefield and would not be like this because of killing someone. Just kill the enemy, so what is there to be depressed about.
Qin Ran thought for a while, then said, "The rules of the game in the world of immortal cultivation are different from those in the human world. I let her experience it, and she probably couldn't adapt to it."
This is so confusing, who can understand it? Li Shiwen's face became a little ugly: "Can you speak human language?"
"Master lied to me!" Li Shiyin said suddenly.
"What?" Qin Ran and Li Shiwen didn't understand what she meant.
"We could have just left without killing anyone, but you insisted on making me kill someone..." Li Shiyin said.
All the way back to the camp, the master and the disciple told Li Shiwen what happened, one sentence at a time, in a confused manner... No one cared how much Li Shiwen understood, but the master and the disciple finally talked it out.
After the atmosphere was no longer so dull, Li Shiwen said to Li Shiyin: "Show me your natal sword, a divine treasure, so that I can learn more."
Li Shiyin took out Muran from her Qiankun bag and handed it to Li Shiwen.
"Is it beautiful like this?" Li Shiwen took the sword and praised.
But when he looked at the sword again, he found that the sword was only beautiful, with a turbid energy all over it and no sharpness, as if it had never been opened.
"What's going on?" He gestured to Qin Ran and asked.
He knew that asking Li Shiyin would not give him an answer.
"This is my natal sword. It needs to be placed in my Qi Sea and Dantian to be nurtured before it can be used." Qin Ran replied, "Right now, it's not as good as the saber in your hand."
"Put it in the Qi Sea?" Li Shiwen knew what the Qi Sea was, so he didn't understand, "How can such a big sword be put into the Qi Sea?"
"It has its own mysteries..." Qin Ran said, "One is the Qiankun formation, and the other is the method of nurturing. The Qiankun formation can make it change its size at will, and after nurturing, it can merge with the owner. When Shiyin refines it, it will actually be a part of Shiyin's body. In the end, it will be nurtured in the Qi Hai Dantian, on the Qi cyclone, and grow as Shiyin's cultivation increases."
This is the specific theory of cultivation. Li Shiyin couldn't understand it, let alone Li Shiwen. He was confused and finally understood: "This sword will only be powerful after it is refined?"
He took the sword and looked at it carefully. Suddenly, he saw two words on the hilt: "Muran". This made him look serious and asked, "What is the name of this sword?"
Qin Ran avoided the question and kept his mouth shut without answering.
Upon hearing this, Li Shiyin reached out and slapped his hand away, snatching the sword back, and angrily said, "What do you care!"
Seeing Li Shiyin's shy look, Li Shiwen's heart sank little by little. It's over! My sister has grown up, I can't control her anymore, she belongs to someone else!
As the sky darkened, the master and disciple were no longer in a hurry to return to Daojianmen. They followed Li Shiwen to his
Campsite.
Li Shiwen's camp was next to the Hengduan Mountains. It was a large camp with tens of thousands of soldiers stationed there. This place might become a city after a few more years of development.
After eating some military food, Qin Ran returned to his room and lay down to rest, thinking about life. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and Li Shiwen's voice came in: "Brother Qin, are you interested in having a drink?"
Brother Qin? Tasting Li Shiwen's address, Qin Ran stood up, dressed, and opened the door. He saw Li Shiwen in casual clothes, holding a wine jar in one hand and a paper bag in the other.
"No patrol tonight?" he asked.
"My brothers have gone..." Li Shiwen said, "I don't have to go either."
The two found a quiet place and sat down on the grass.
Li Shiwen opened the paper bag and found a roasted chicken inside. He asked Qin Ran, "Come to think of it, we've known each other for such a long time, but I still don't know how old Qin is, where he's from, and whether he's married."
"Twenty-five..." Qin Ran knew roughly what Li Shiwen was here for tonight. He smiled and replied, "She is from Qingyuan. She has been practicing in the mountains since she was young. She is unmarried."
"That's good..." Li Shiwen also smiled. He was not married, nor was he a monster hundreds of years old. He was even about the same age as Shiyin. This was simply the best situation. He slapped the mud off the wine jar and said, "Qingyuan is not far from here. I go there often."
He took a sip from the wine jar and joked, "I didn't expect Brother Qin to be so mature and steady. He's only 25 years old. He's grown old at a young age!"
“I am a little introverted.” Qin Ran replied.
Li Shiwen tore off a chicken leg and threw it to Qin Ran. He also took one and took a bite. He said, "I am a rough person and don't like to beat around the bush. I will tell you directly if I have something to say, so you should also answer me directly.
"I know you like my sister, and my sister seems to be somewhat interested in you. So, what are you going to do next?"
“Practice… is about letting nature take its course, being as good as water, and governing by doing nothing.” Qin Ran said.
"I told you to be frank!" Li Shiwen scolded, "Can you please speak human language?"
It can be seen that poets understand music, but poets do not necessarily understand prose.
"I am a cultivator. From the beginning, I have been prepared to pursue the great Dao alone. It doesn't matter whether I have a partner or not." Qin Ran explained carefully, "For me and Shiyin, it all depends on whether Shiyin likes it. If Shiyin is interested, I can accompany her for the rest of her life. If Shiyin is not interested, I will just be her master."
“A cultivator…” Li Shiwen shook his head and smiled.
"Oh, let me remind you that the boy who was engaged to Shiyin also joined a sect to practice not long ago. The sect is called Tianyun Sect..." he said, "It is said that he has great talent. You should pay attention to him."
"Yeah." Qin Ran nodded, picked up the wine jar and took a sip. His face looked a little strange. Cultivation, Yun something sect, could it really be Xiao Yan or Nalan Yanran? Then who is he? Is he Yao Lao or Yun Yun
The night, the starry sky, the grass, the breeze, the strong liquor, the two men were drinking and chatting, and their words inevitably turned to the woman, and then became indescribable.