The white shirt fluttered, and the young man walked slowly in the woods, heading south.

With a slight movement in his heart, Yelin tilted his umbrella and looked eastward, frowning and said, "It's too ugly to eat." ”

After stopping for a moment and thinking for a moment, Yelin reached out and twisted two small dew drops on the grass and trees on the side of the road, gently kneaded them, and then went on the road safely again.

The woods are full of rotten wood, the roads are rugged, and no matter how the night lin rises and turns, the dew always hovers beside him, reflecting three different images.

One is that the war is about to start, and the Sword Shrine ordered the Sword Casting Valley to create spare swords for all disciples of the Second Realm and below overnight, so as to prevent the swords from being replenished in time when they are damaged.

An elder in charge of the Sword Shrine Warehouse secretly added a few more points to the list of minerals needed for the sword furnace, so that there was still a surplus of various metal minerals including iron ore in the sword-forging process, and the swordsmith cast a few more.

In the end, one of the extra iron swords fell into the hands of a disciple who often worked in the sword furnace, and then gave it to an apprentice who was only eleven or twelve years old. Although it was just an ordinary iron sword that was sharper, the little apprentice was particularly pleased, always carrying it with him on his left and right, and the sword never left his body.

The other is on the sword test flat, several disciples who were not selected to go to the expedition sat and chatted, "just happeningly" one disciple mentioned that he envied the elders of the Three Realms and some disciples of the Second Realm who had their own unique swords instead of standard iron swords, and several other disciples echoed one after another, and a topic around "Sword Peak Hidden Sword" quietly unfolded, which was heard by the tall young man next to him.

The sulky tall boy got up and left, went back to the disciple's room, picked up the sleeping attendant, and urged him to go up the mountain with him to find the sword.

The third one is the reason why Yelin frowned, Bu Ku was unconscious on the sword peak, and the sword qi poured into the meridians in the body, wantonly destroying.

From Lin Qinghong's departure to the gathering of people in the sword mound of Jingyang's incident, the time was only a few hours, and while everyone was concentrating on the outside world, there were always a few rat droppings that wanted to set fire to their backyards and do some unsightly deeds, which seemed to be seamless, but in fact the means were despicable and naïve.

Not only is the step slow and the step is hard, but even the two innocent teenagers who were used as pawns also want to be buried together.

Fortunately, there is hope.

Yelin smiled, as if whispering to someone, and seemed to be talking to himself: "Xiao Chi, follow me to read ......"

Three drops of dew gathered together and disappeared silently.

Jianfeng, Bu Chi brought back the lunch box and didn't see his sister, at the beginning, he only said that his sister was playing hide and seek with him, but he couldn't find Bu Ku's figure for a long time, and he was uneasy in his heart, and he lost the lunch box and shouted all over the mountain.

Looking for it, I suddenly thought of a possibility, the person who trespassed on the sword peak died.

Looking up, Bu Chi broke out in a cold sweat.

Standing on the edge of the cliff and shouting for help, his voice was blocked by Jian Feng's perennial wind, and he couldn't get it out at all with his strength.

The master left inexplicably, and there was no relatives in the sword mound, who else could he rely on? Bu Chi gritted his teeth and ran towards the upper half of the sword peak alone.

As the trees on both sides continued to pass rapidly behind him, the stone pressing on the tip of the boy's heart became heavier and heavier, and he could barely breathe.

Because no matter how he called, Bu Ku never answered, no matter how far away he was, the tacit understanding between brothers and sisters established by blood ties had never been broken, why didn't there be any reaction today?

Bu Chi pursed his mouth, he didn't dare to continue to think, as long as he found his sister, just like before, it would be good if the two of them could be together, and any difficulties could be overcome!

Many years ago, Bu Chi's father said a word when he was dying

"Xiao Chi is a man, isn't he, he has to be a little more bitter in everything, you know?"

Bu Chi held his sister's hand, the corners of his mouth pressed desperately, and the tears still couldn't stop falling: "I must not let the bitter child be wronged!"

After a few days, the mother who was late could not hold on, and the woman was almost desperate, she wanted to take her two children with her, and it was better to die than to live and continue to suffer.

Facing the deep pool, Bu Ku was very scared, refused to jump down, the more the woman dragged, the more fierce Bu Ku cried, Bu Chi couldn't bear to see his sister so scared, stepped forward and pushed the woman, and was slapped to the ground by her.

Listening to his sister's cry, Bu Chi was furious, got up and pushed the woman down the deep pool, and before he could finish it, he himself fell down with him.

Seeing that the two were about to drown together, Bu Chi was suddenly pushed ashore by the woman, and Bu Chi turned around to save his mother, but he didn't stop after all.

The woman never left the pool again.

After being hungry for most of her life, how much strength do you have left? The heavy stones tied around her waist pulled her away from the world little by little.

No matter how late he begs for help, his hoarse voice is exhausted, and the waterhole is like an abyss, mercilessly devouring all hope.

The boy just watched his mother sink to the bottom of the lake.

It's pushed by itself.

Since then, Bu Chi has not shed even a single tear, his heart is cold and hard, as if there is an evil ghost living inside, looking at the world and treating others with hostility.

Only the hardships of the steps are better than their own lives.

Helping Bu Ku wiped away his tears, he smiled and said to his sister: "Ku'er, my brother is still here, my brother will definitely let you live, my brother wants you to live a good life, my brother promises you, we will not suffer in the future......"

The girl was so frightened that she just cried.

The boy's soothing hand soothed his sister's back over and over again, with gentle movements.

Until later, even Buku, who was accompanied by his brother day and night, couldn't imagine how such a gentle brother could stab someone else's throat with a wooden awl without blinking an eye.

Bu Chi couldn't bear to tell his sister that those bad guys were going to eat her.

As long as my sister lives well, how much blood she has on her hands, it doesn't matter to him.

If it weren't for the encounter with Yelin, the sun would hardly be visible in the dusty heart.

Along a clear horizontal border, there is not a single plant or tree in front of you, only bare stone mountains and countless sharp swords, dark clouds are shrouded in the head, and the peak cannot be seen at a glance.

Looking far away, I finally found the unconscious and fallen Bu Ku next to a pile of rubble, and Bu Chi was anxious and wanted to move forward.

Three sharp sword qi like silver-white horses fell from the sky, slashing at the blue and yellow boundary line, the ground cracked into deep gaps, and the steps were thrown away by the aftermath.

In addition to the swords used by the ancestors of the past dynasties, there are many divine weapons from all over Kyushu, which can be called the first-class treasure house in this world, how can there be no outsiders coveting it?

How can there be no one to guard it?

"According to the decree of the king of Yue, all the disciples of the sword mound can only walk alone when they enter the peak to take the sword, and they must not use any external force, and this line is the boundary, and only one person is left in the boundary, and the trespasser will die!"

Unable to cope with the pain all over his body, he struggled to get up and looked around, but he could not see where the person who spoke was. Raising his eyes upward, the thunder in the dark clouds gathered, and slowly cracked through the crack to descend a god-man, releasing a dazzling white light all over his body.

Bu Chi was no more than a foot away from him, and just by looking at it, his eyes were filled with tears, and he couldn't open his eyes with stinging.

The god has no feet, only white light under his knees, it is a sword spirit, a humanoid spirit born from the sword intent contained in the thousands of hidden swords of the sword peak.

According to the division of the realm of the sword mound, the sword heart is condensed, the sword intent moves, the sword momentum arrives, and the sword spirit is born.

The fourth realm is the sword spirit, so this guardian sword spirit is born with the cultivation of the four realms, and when he sits on the sword peak, he can use the right time and place to exert the ability to exceed the four realms.

Who dares to underestimate it? Who dares to steal the sword? Even the head of the sword mound has to give three points.

Bu Chi knelt down and kowtowed, and begged: "Lord Sword Spirit, please let me go, I want to save my sister, my sister is inside, she didn't mean to go in." ”

The sword spirit was unmoved, and repeated the words just now: "In accordance with the decree of the King of Yue, all the disciples of the sword mound can only walk alone when they enter the peak to take the sword, and they must not use any external force, and use this line as the boundary, and only one person is left in the boundary, and those who trespass will die!"

Bu Chi still didn't want to give up hope: "Ku'er, she didn't want to take the sword, she accidentally broke in, I don't go in, I don't go in, I just ask Lord Sword Spirit to send her out, please!"

Letting the flesh and blood on the young man's forehead blur, the sword spirit said coldly: "Once you enter the sword peak, you will be conceited of life and death, and those who get the sword will live, and those who have no sword will die." ”

If the sword qi is poured back, it will be crippled for life at least and killed on the spot at worst.

Bu Chi bit his lip, got up and rushed forward, and was knocked away again without accident, already suffering extremely serious internal injuries, and his internal organs were almost shattered.

The sword spirit was displeased, and looked at Bu Chi with four eyes, and said: "Sword Shrine disciple, retreat quickly, it's not more than three, and if you take a step forward, I will regard it as a provocation and make a decision!"

Bu Chi swallowed the blood in his mouth, struggled to stand up, his body was shaky, he stretched out his hand, he couldn't reach his sister, obviously he had seen it, but there was no way to save him.

A shallow boundary is as far away as a chasm that cannot be crossed.

How I wish that the one who fell inside was myself.

The young man spoke up with difficulty: "Ku'er, don't be afraid, brother is here." He closed his eyes and walked forward.

He doesn't mind if he can still live, walking hardship is everything to him.

Teenagers touch boundaries.

The sword spirit flicked his sleeve and slashed down with a sword.

Painless, no hindrance.

Bu Chi silently opened his eyes, and the silver-white light blade that was several zhang long stayed in front of him for about an inch, and it could no longer fall half a minute, and what resisted the sword qi light blade was a small drop of dew that was less than a thousandth of its size.

Behind the young man, another young man's phantom appeared out of thin air, not tall, only a head taller than him, just holding an umbrella, but it seemed to hold up a piece of sky.

After a long time of attacking, the sword light slowly dispersed into fireflies, and the sword spirit frowned solemnly, and shouted: "Where did the thief come from, trespassing on the forbidden land of the sword mound, and suffer death!"

Yelin didn't have a sword spirit in his eyes, he just put his right hand on Bu Chi's shoulder and said with a smile: "Xiao Chi, follow me, 'At the beginning of Hongmeng, Shenzhou first appeared ......'"

"At the beginning of Hongmeng, Shenzhou first appeared, all things are turbid, my way is not lonely, holding the sword to divide the heaven and earth, and the eight wilderness and six ......"

Whenever Bu Chi recited a word, the sword peak had no ground, the earth shook inexplicably, and the disciples and elders of the sword mound were all frightened and looked around in panic.

"Sword Peak!" The Sword Ancestor, Sword Head, and Sword Shrine Leader moved, clearly sensing that the source of the vibration was Sword Peak.

The rickety old man slapped his thigh: "Bitter! ”

Three sword lights rushed towards the sword peak in an instant, and they arrived only for a moment.

It's just that the difference is just such a moment.

"My name, Luofu, sword name, Kunwu!"

After finishing his thoughts, the water droplets in front of him suddenly burst into golden light, transforming into a long sword phantom, simple and heavy, without a sword edge, but with a monstrous sword aura.

Holding the Kunwu Phantom, Bu Chi jumped high and slashed forward.

After a sword, the heavens and the earth were silent.

The wind stops, and ten thousand swords destroy.

Elders, disciples, miscellaneous servants of the outer gate, and tens of thousands of people watched as the most mysterious sword peak of the sword shrine was unveiled, revealing its true appearance.

From the mountainside to the top of the mountain, the sword peak cracked a huge ravine, and there was a golden sword light, which was castrated, and it was still twisted into a huge pillar and rose into the sky, just breaking through the sword mound protector formation, and was cut off by a four-color sword light in mid-air, so as not to spread to the outside world.

"Well, it's a bit of a big ......"

The two phantoms of Yelin and Kunwu dissipated at the same time, and the fluorescent dots were sprinkled on Bu Chi and Bu Ku, who were unconscious, to repair the wounds in their bodies.

After that, the head of the sword mound and the head of the sword came, staring at the mess, the two looked at each other, and couldn't help shaking their heads and smiling bitterly, so as to leave some clues, where is this?

The Sword Ancestor has not arrived.