On the cliff, the sun is shining and the breeze is slow. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The dragon painting smoke was in the pavilion to do the final processing for the seal, and Twilight Sakura sat next to him and watched, and the moon was green and cold standing on the edge of the cliff, staring at the Cangmi Sword Hall in front of him.

It's been seven years, and it's been seven years since I came to Cangmi Sword Pavilion, and Sword Pavilion is my home, with masters, sisters, confidants, and relatives!

Sincere! Sincere! Sincere! Sincere!

The sound of fingers tapping on the piano seat came from behind him, and the sound was all too familiar, just like the sound of the wooden fish in Nanhua Nunnery, and the abbot's will.

"Enter the Cangmi Sword Pavilion, wait for someone who can make Yu Jue complete, help that person do one thing, kill someone or destroy the entire Cangmi Sword Pavilion!"

The resolute instructions sounded in his ears, Yue Qinghan took out the jade jue and put it in his hand, the heavy burden could not be abandoned, this is the kindness of saving lives and nurturing, and he is also reluctant to lose, he is in a dilemma on both sides, only to wait, hoping that person will not appear.

"Senior sister! Masters! Meng Qingjaw walked over disappointedly, "Uncle Feng, he's gone again!" ”

"I saw it! The master has always been uncertain! This time Miaojun visited, there must be something important, and we can't help, just wait for the next time! Yue Qinghan held her hand and walked towards Mengyue Pavilion, "What gift did Senior Brother Long give?" ”

"Senior Brother Long, really?"

"Hmmm! Little sister, look! "The dragon painting smoke unveiled the piano cloth, revealing the dream piano!

"Senior brother! It turned out that you stole my piano! Cause me to look around! Meng Qingzhen looked at Long Huayan with a serious face.

"Misunderstanding! Misunderstand! Wronged, little junior sister! I didn't steal your piano! I'm just ......" Long Huayan hurriedly waved his hand, and his panicked appearance made the three of them laugh at the same time! Suddenly looked at Twilight Sakura: "Wood! You play with Sister Yue! ”

"Slippery, you also have this time! But we are also wronged! The person who plays with you is not us, it is your little sister! ”

"Senior Brother Long, don't be angry! Blue Jaw is just kidding you! Show me the gifts for me! Yueqing's chin pulled the cuffs of the dragon painting cigarette and shook it straight, like a child!

"Hmmm! I'm not angry, sister! Look at the piano base! The dragon painted the smoke and pointed to the rain phoenix that was rubbed in.

"It's a phoenix! A phoenix that looks good! ”

"This rain phoenix is a magic seal created by the three of us together, you can use Qin Nian to summon the rain phoenix and control the rain sword like purifying the remnants of the blade, but the ability of the rain sword is limited, and the power of each time is not long, you have to be cautious!"

"Hmmm! I remember, can I try it now? ”

"Yes!"

Yue Qingzhen sat in front of the dream piano, playing the soft piano, and the sound of the piano turned into a rain phoenix slowly hovering in the air, sprinkled with a drizzle!

Yue Qinghan looked at Twilight Sakura and found that his gaze was on him, and then naturally turned to Yufeng, Yue Qinghan looked at him and sighed!

"Wood!"

Dusk, sunset!

Towering Kunlun peak, ethereal Holy Spirit Scene!

Kunlun South Mountain, under the snow peak, in the place of clouds and mist, there is a mountain peak - Snow Mist Peak.

Two sword lights crossed, and the lonely wind sword Xun followed Bei Yuanming and descended, landing on the edge of the small red pool, and unknown flowers and plants grew on the edge of the pool, which was not strange, but I had never seen it! A few steps forward, there is a high platform, and there is a big stone standing on the side of the high platform, and the stone is engraved with "Zhuoxi Sword Sect"!

"Grievances and grievances are empty, life and death are the end, and the world is a hot and cold dream! Love and hate are confused, and it is useless to give up, why not have a thought calmly! ”

A dark blue figure fell in front of the two, it was a woman, about thirty years old, on the left side of the high bun, with two golden hairpins, her eyebrows and hair were white and flawless, her expression was haggard, her eyes were clear but without brilliance, her lips were red, and her dark blue dress was shining with subtle reflections.

"Lord Shao!" Bei Cangming saluted!

"Yu Xian Ya!"

The woman ignored it, stretched out her left hand slightly, and drew out Yu Xian Ya in front of the right hand of the Lonely Wind Sword, and then turned into a gust of wind and snow and disappeared into the fog.

"Miaojun, this is ......" Lone Wind Sword looked at Bei Cangming suspiciously.

"Forgive me, Lord of the Winds! She is the Shao Master of our Zhuoxi Sword Sect - Manxue Leng Yu Shiyan Chen! That is, my master..."

Sou!

Before he finished speaking, a slight sword qi hit Bei Cangming's body.

"Miao-kun!"

"It's fine!" Bei Cangming waved his right hand, "That sword qi is not powerful!" Just a reminder that Lord Shao doesn't allow me to call her that! ”

"I see!"

"His temper is just like that of you before, Yimao!"

"No wonder!" Lone Wind Jianxun closed his eyes for a moment.

"What's the wonder? Can you understand the mood of Lord Shao! ”

"Maybe!"

"Yes! Because you're all on the same path! ”

The two of them chatted while walking, and there were three or two dilapidated small buildings on the side of the road, which was very cool!

"Why is the Sword Sect so deserted?" The Lone Wind Sword looked around.

"I am! Since the establishment of the Sword Sect, there have been no more than four people left on the mountain! ”

"Only four?"

"Hmmm! The Sword Sect is inherited by one man and one woman, two teachers and two apprentices, and the man is fortunate to be the woman! In this generation, the younger sister is gone, fortunately the lord is the prince of Zhenxi, and I often travel, and the lord of Shao finally said that he stayed in the Nai Cave and guarded the holy flower every step of the way, so this place is desolate."

"It turns out that Feng Zhi of the Hou Pavilion is the master of the Zhuoxi Sword Sect!"

"It's here! The Holy Flower and Lord Shao are inside! Wind Lord, please come in! "Bei Cangming stopped at a mountain wall, and there was a hole in the wall, and the hole was entwined with dead vines.

"Won't Miaojun go in?"

"No! During the flowering period, only the combatants can enter, this is the door rule, I am outside the small building, if necessary, just command! Wind Lord Please! Bei Cangming made a plea.

"I see! Thank you Miao Jun for showing the way! After speaking, Lone Wind Jianxun jumped up.

At the beginning of the entrance to the cave is a little dark, narrow, and then walk through a section, suddenly open, there is no cave, the wide hole is hung with light red yarn, let people think that they have entered the dyeing workshop.

"The Lone Wind Sword is coming in response to the Holy Flower Battle!"

"Please come in!" A soft echo sounded!

The lonely wind sword looked for the yarn, through the layers of cover, and walked to the edge of a pool, in the pool, the white water flowing slowly, a Yayan flower lotus bloomed brightly, constantly spitting out Xianhua, Xianhua dissipated when it touched Saaya.

There is a lonely figure in front of him, Shi Yanchen hugged Yu Xian Ya, crouched on the edge of the pool, quietly looking at Yayan Hualien, the haggard appearance looked bitter and heart-wrenching!

Lonely Wind Jianxun stood three zhang away, looking at the unfamiliar figure, and had a sense of intimacy.

"Lord Shao!"

"Shh

Shi Yanchen's left index finger was put in front of the cherry lips, and he sighed, Lonely Wind Jianxun suddenly stopped talking, followed Shi Yanchen's gaze, looked at Yayan Hualien, and the two gradually fell into a trance, and everything was at ease!

Outside the cave!

A light purple figure came from the fog, holding a piece of cloth in his hand, his face was pure and beautiful, looking left and right as if he was looking for something, with a hint of fear and nervousness.

"It's Senior Sister Mo Lingyi!" Bei Cangming floated down from the small building and landed in front, "Senior Sister Lingyi!" You're here to deliver Nishiki again! ”

"Senior Brother North!" Mo Lingyi saluted, "Without Bai Xiu Jinya, I'm afraid that those ordinary Jinya won't be able to block the Holy Flower Xianhua, so I knitted another one!" ”

"It's been enough for a long time, it's just that I've worked hard to recruit all the fairies in the Luogong Palace, and I've been weaving cloth day and night for a few days! Beicang Ming Ming's sense of five is within the five, and this grace and this virtue are not reciprocated! Bei Cangming took the cloth and saluted.

"It's all my fault, it's even affecting the Zhengluo Palace, I shouldn't trust Senior Sister Arlinn and let her take Bai Xiujin Aya!" Mo Lingyi turned to the side of the road and patted the flowers and plants lightly.

"Oh? It turned out to be Arlinn Fairy Pan Feng, who took the brocade silk, and after the Holy Flower War is over, I will ask her to get it back on your behalf! All right? ”

"Not good! Not good! The senior sister said that if you take it away, forget it, that Bai Xiujin Aya is too old, and if you go to get it back, you don't know how much time and effort will be wasted! It's better to re-weave! Mo Lingyi turned around and said hurriedly.

"Good! Don't blame yourself anymore! I'll take this brocade silk, and I'll send you back to the palace! Bei Cangming put the cloth into the small building, walked over and said to Mo Lingxuan, "Let's go!" ”

"Thank you, Senior Brother Bei!"

A sword light rushed away!