Nightfall

It was mid-winter, and the cold wind blew through the mountains during the reckless days, and the temperature above the snow peak was extremely low. Fortunately, because the peak was too high, it was not covered by the mist of the dense valleys between the foothills. Although it doesn't bring much real warmth, it can bring some comfort to people's psychology.

As the middle-aged man on the shore of Hulan Hai guessed, there was indeed someone on the top of the snow peak that may have disappeared for thousands of years. It was a priest wearing a thin light shirt and a ebony fork in the bun.

The Taoist priest has a quiet and thin figure, carrying a wooden sword behind him, quietly looking at the white clouds floating under the snow peak, and the barren field under the white clouds, and the Hulan Sea like a white mirror.

The descending line from Zhishouguan was Ye Su. A few days ago, in the twin peaks outside the gate of Mozong Mountain, he made a bet with the speed of the Tang Dynasty, Ran Ningkui and Longqing Prince from Mozong.

In the end, Ning lacked victory and the Longqing prince was abolished. Yu Ru ... he lost.

According to the gambling agreement that was not spoken but known to each other, Ye Su can no longer join in the robbing of the Tianshu Ming word roll, but this does not mean that he cannot stand on the snow peak and watch the drama from a distance.

He "watched" the middle-aged man on the shore of Hulan Sea, but in fact he did not go to see the middle-aged man, because if he saw each other, then the other party could see himself.

He comes from an unknown place outside the world, but he is well aware that there are many real strong men hidden in the world, such as the middle-aged man on the shore of Hulan Sea. For the strongest human martial arts strongman who has approached the extraordinary world, even if he is as strong as him. It must also be respectful and reserved.

Of course, if he was the proud wooden sword teenager more than ten years ago, he would never care about these things. However, he is no longer the younger self, and he already has a different understanding of the world and himself.

It's just that he occasionally misses the compelling youth that has been away for many years.

It is one of the reasons why he appears here to see who the book of heaven will fall into. However, since he grew up in the observant, he began to read the six volumes of heavenly books when he was literate. Naturally, there is no inexplicable awe of Heavenly Books like mortals or practitioners in the world, so this is not the real reason why he came here, at least not as important as the real reason.

He came here to commemorate the compelling youth that has been away for many years, perhaps to commemorate the compelling youth that has been away for many years, or perhaps to find the compelling youth that has gone for many years, those youths are called pride.

Ye Sumo turned around silently, looking towards a pool in the mountains.

There may be hot water pouring out of the bottom of the pool. There was no ice in the past few days, but the cold wind could not help but the surface of the pool still formed a thin layer of ice.

Maybe it was many days ago, maybe at the previous moment, the thin ice on the surface of Xiaotan broke a very small mouth, but he could not confirm when the thin ice broke.

But he can confirm that the shape of the ice hole in the waterhole is very special, like a trace left by a wooden scoop.

Fourteen years ago, he saw which wooden scoop, and then there was no way to forget.

Fourteen years ago, the most mysterious scroll of Tianzi in the seven volumes of Tianshu showed an extremely important symptom. However, the Taoists who were in charge of the Tianshu maintained absolute silence.

The Xiling Temple's oracle enlightened the great priests to read and read the Scriptures, and he didn't say much.

However, no one thought that the great prince of the light, Wei Guangming, took a half step towards the sacred realm of the apocalypse at this time. Those deep and pure eyes saw the shadow of the night falling on the earth.

The world of the three generations of Taoism, Buddhism and Demon gathered in the wilderness.

The three world walkers were still three teenagers. They gathered under a small tree and watched the ants silently for a long time. Then they looked at the black line for a long time and finally left.

At that time, Ye Su, a descendant of knowledge, was very proud and confident.

He denounced Tang as a demon, and dismissed Qi Nian as a foreign Tao. He cut that small tree into 53233 pieces with a sword, and then read out a Dao that he was most satisfied with so far.

At that time, he didn't know that when the night was about to arrive, there was a scholar wearing a straw shoe and wearing a straw jacket on the side of the black line where they didn't dare to take a step. A book of joy sings, a wooden scoop hangs around his waist, and he drank a scoop of pool water when he was hungry.

Afterwards, he traveled all over the country, broke through the deadlock, went to the South China Sea, and excitedly reported to Master Zun

The Taoist in the Tsing Yi on the reef looked at him and smiled pitifully.

At that time, he knew that there was a person sitting on the other side of the black line.

So he could no longer be as proud and confident as before.

Many years later, after the prosperous world of frost and dew, he successfully underestimated a lot of things, so he confidently returned to his body naturally, but his youth and pride were no longer there.

He has always regretted that he did not have the opportunity to ask the person over there.

To this day, he seems to finally have a chance.

So there was no one by the side of the Xiaoshuitan.

Standing on the top of Xuefeng, he seriously looked at the waterhole in the mountainside, whether it was the ebony fork between the buns or the thin light shirt on his body, he was immobile in the cold wind, just like his quiet Dao heart at this time.

There are people along the Hulan Sea outside the snowy mountains.

The middle-aged man looked at the shore of the lake in front of him, and suddenly stopped, then he took off his hat for many days to reveal his face, he looked at the reckless mountains in the distance, and the eyebrows of the thick black silkworms slightly curled. From now on, the lips as red as blood thickened slightly, revealing a complex smile.

In the bitter cold wind, he took another step and walked from the lake to the solid land. The burly and solid body like steel, completely ignoring the existence of the wind of the wilderness, and headed north with a killing intention.

He didn't move fast, or even slowly. Every time his footsteps fell, he would fall into the frozen wasteland ground, leaving a very deep footprint.

Walking away from the shore of the Hulan Sea to the north of the Tianji Mountain foothills, as time passed, the killing breath of the middle-aged man gradually condensed, and the footprints behind him became shallower, until there were no traces.

He is not like the great practitioners in the world who know the destiny of the world, he naturally integrates himself with the heavens and the earth, because he never cultivates Taoism, he uses terrifying thoughts to completely separate his body consciousness from the heavens and earth, as if Turning himself into a stone, if you close your eyes, you can't feel his existence at all.

However, the small waterhole in the mountainside that had been quiet for a long time suddenly had a movement.

There was a slight whining sound by the waterhole.

These buzzing sounds are like the sound of the wooden scoop and the water, and the sound of the wind blowing the leaves.

It is like the sound of a hand slowly closing the pages of the book.

"I heard that you were enlightened at the age of thirteen, and you are not confused at thirty.

"I heard that you climbed day and day during those seventeen years, but there was no hindrance."

"I heard you saw four houses outside Chaimen when you first went to the back of the college."

"Those four words are benevolence."

"So you love to be close to Qingxi Youtan in your life."

"It seems so today."

Ye Su listened to the buzzing sounds from the side of the small mountain on the far side of the mountain, pondered these words silently in his heart, and then issued a very lonely and very satisfied sigh, smiling and took a step towards the edge of Xuefeng.

As he took this step, the thin wooden sword behind him floated into the air and buzzed.

Suddenly the sun in the sky seemed to get brighter.

Tens of thousands of beams of light shone on the wooden sword, making the thin sword body golden light masterpiece.

A very pure sword meaning, like the light condensed into a bundle, comes from the top of Xuefeng, calm and powerful ignoring any spatial distance, and immediately falls to the side of the small water pool thousands of meters away!

Such a god-like way of law has already stood at the highest point in the world, at the top of the realm of destiny, although it has not yet broken through, but there is only a very thin line from the realm of apocalypse.

How many times can such a powerful sword be seen in the world?

When that pure sword-intent fell over the mountainside small lake, the thin ice on the water instantly became more solidified, and even the very small mouth was frozen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Those buzzing voices had long since passed away, and there was a slight murmur somewhere on the bank, which seemed a little unexpected.

However, the person who evoked the sound of gurgling responded slowly, and the speed of opening his lips was very slow, so this gurgling feeling was deliberately prolonged a lot, and the long and remote babble was like the sound when the protagonist of the opera appeared. Call.

The middle-aged man at the foot of the mountain frowned slightly. At this time, of course, he sensed the sword intention. He didn't know where the sword intention stabbed, but he vaguely guessed that it was worth the man's whole life to pierce a sword. Who will be.

On this wasteland, he has put on countless eyeliners ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ He even reluctantly mobilized the helper in the military department. He obviously appeared in the Bihu outside Weicheng a few days ago, but why did he suddenly come here? ?

But he didn't hesitate. As the pinnacle of the world, he could perceive his luck vaguely, knowing that this was his perfect opportunity, and he had his own pride, so he ignored Xuefeng's unknown scene However, he was destined to be shocked by the encounter in the world, and he walked toward the exit of the valley.

The valley is still filled with thin mist, covering the smooth and steep stone walls cut out by swords and axes, and the footsteps that are gradually approaching, and then unable to cover the figures of the young people inside forever.

In Xuefeng, Ye Su, the descendant of Zhishuguan, finally met the scholar on the other side of the line, and under Xuefeng, the middle-aged man thought he would meet the scroll of the book immediately. Compared with this, it would take a long time. It's worth the wait.

Whether it is fourteen years.

Still a lifetime.

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