"This long-sealed past is just a small episode of the times, which has long been dissipated in the long river of world history......"

The storyteller is still unfinished, and the folding fan in his hand is slightly pointed upward, as if piercing the void, pointing into the long river of time, and clicking on a beautiful picture scroll about the past of Mengxiang, so that everyone can't help but stop the movements in their hands, and they all invariably support their ears and listen attentively, for fear of missing a word of the storyteller.

"The upper reaches of the Mengxiang River are perennial green mountains of forgetfulness, and more or less newcomers have noticed the desolate mountain gate located in the dense bushes at the foot of the mountain, which is now overgrown with weeds, and a similar Taoist temple on the mountain, but it has long been dilapidated.

"Originally, the area of the building was much larger than it is now, and many places were only left with ruins and walls, swallowed up by the woods."

"Veteran players must know it...... That place used to be north of the Southern Dynasties, the famous swordsmanship school in the Mengxiang River basin - Southern Sword Taiji! ”

"As for the reason for the complete decline and abandonment of Nanjian Taiji, no one knows, and there is no way to trace it."

Most of the swordsmanship schools of the Nanjiang Dynasty are countless, and the exquisite swordsmanship is famous all over the world.

And the Southern Sword Taiji, which was founded at the beginning of the Shengnan era, was one of the few families, and at its peak, it was in the top ten of the Sword School in the absolute ranking of the Southern Dynasty.

After the heyday, it began to decline for some reason, and now it has completely declined, being forgotten in the deep mountains and old forests.

"But...... Forget your hometown Shannan Sword Taiji ......"

The storyteller's words were seven points, and his face was painted, suddenly became gloomy, his body leaned forward slightly, stretched out his head, and his tone began to become gloomy and compassionate, which made people feel a chill rise in their hearts, and their hairs stood on end, and even in an instant, even the temperature in the tavern dropped by a few degrees.

"That place, now it's a ghost mountain! And the location of Nanjian Taiji is already a place - the underworld! ”

"On the perennial verdant Forgotten Mountain, next to the location of Nanjian Taiji, there is an evergreen forest, which is called the sea of bleak trees, its environment is beautiful and quiet, and the trees are so lush that it covers the sky and the sun."

"But if it is autumn at this time, there is a saying: since ancient times, autumn is sad and lonely, and people who enter it will have an inexplicable sense of melancholy, especially with the gusts of autumn wind and the fallen leaves flying in the sky, from which the sea of bleak trees is named."

"And the word "Forget Home" and the legendary Lechuan River at the junction of life and death, Yin and Yang, have similarities in word interpretation!"

The storyteller's tone became more and more gloomy, his voice was a few decibels lower, as if he was risking his life to leak the secrets of heaven, and the atmosphere in the tavern was like a thousand sentences tied to each other, and everyone held their breath in unison, and for a moment, it seemed that they could hear each other's heartbeats.

"This ...... Make Forgotten Mountain a place where gamer characters commit suicide! ”

"There are a lot of abandoned and retired players, choose to end the life of the characters they created in the sea of trees in the Forgotten Mountain, and the number of people is increasing day by day, the most exaggerated time, there is a corpse lying in the sea of trees, if the corpse is cleaned up before the corpse disappears naturally, I am afraid that it will be able to build the corpse and the top!"

"This forced the game officials to close the mountain road leading to the sea of trees, no longer open to the public, and set up a freezing service to save the game characters at the World Migration Association."

"But although these measures have reduced the suicide rate of players going to the sea of trees, there are still people, either martyred, or for other purposes, who climb the mountain of forgetting their homeland from the cliff alone in various ways, and then commit suicide outside the sea of the bleak tree!"

"So...... The sea of trees became eerie and terrifying, and became a synonym for death. ”

"I believe that old players have heard of it, or even experienced it themselves, or witnessed it with their own eyes, and it is difficult for the official to explain the weirdness that appeared in that place!"

"For example, at night, there are often eerie ethereal songs and mournful wails in the forest, and it was once witnessed that on the ruins where Nanjian Taiji is located, as if a movie was being shown, there were scenes of Sword Sect disciples practicing swords in the school field, or players killing each other, and committing suicide......"

"There has been speculation that this is actually an official easter egg, or a prank plot by some players, but the official denies that there has never been such an easter egg...... And conspiracy theories, perhaps......"

"Smack!" The storyteller woke up to shoot the case, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and the people who were fascinated by the listening came back to their senses from the strange atmosphere.

The storyteller flicked his wrist slightly, opened the fan, and at the same time sat upright, and spoke unhurriedly.

"Of course, this is all the story of the collapse of Nanjian Taiji, I don't know the reason for its decline, maybe we will never know, but how the sword sect fell from the peak, there is a hidden rumor, I also know a little bit or two."

"This rumor has long since faded out of people's sight, and no longer appears in the after-dinner chatter of players......"

A picture of the past of Mengxiangjiang forgetting his hometown Shannan Jian Taiji, under the narration of the storyteller, is like a slide, slowly unfolding.

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Southern Sword Taiji, although it was founded only half a year ago, surpassed the crowd with its miraculous swordsmanship and unpredictable sword formation, and ranked among the top ten of the Southern Dynasty Sword School.

However, swordsmanship does not make the sword school famous all over the world, as it is said: insiders look at the doorway, laymen look at the excitement! What really makes it famous all over the world is the sword faction's ability to punish the devil, slash the charm, remove the dragon, and destroy the monster.

The Sword Sect often organizes disciples to go down the mountain to practice, and let them subdue demons and eliminate demons in the Mengxiang River Valley. Most of the disciples of the Sword Sect are also good at fighting grievances, and when they encounter demons and monsters on the road, they must go all out to eliminate harm for the people.

But if there is a disparity in strength, they will report to the sect when they know that they are invincible, and let the stronger disciples or deacons in the sect, or even the head of the sect, come to eliminate the demon and defend the Dao.

Over time, where there are demons and evil in the Mengxiangjiang, there will be the figures of the disciples of the Nanjian Taiji Sect, and its fame will spread one by one, and ten by hundred, so that when the name is mentioned, it can make some ghosts and ghosts scatter, scatter birds and beasts, and dare not set foot in the Mengxiangjiang River basin again.

Since then, the Nanjian Taiji faction has become famous, but it has not yet reached its peak, let alone entered the heyday of being admired by tens of thousands of people.

The reason is that there is an unspeakable hidden thing in the sword sect that only the head, deacons and core disciples know - the Taiji Liangyi Sword and the Sixiang Bagua Array are the two major town faction stunts of the Southern Sword Taiji, and they are also the foundation of the school.

These two exercises were acquired by chance at the beginning of the establishment by the head of the sect and the three patriarchal deacons during an adventure in the relics of the gods while traveling around the world.

And the price is that the two old deacons, one of whom lost his right arm, and the other became a half-paralyzed cripple.

Among the ruins, there is a terrifying existence that silences the master! A zombie with a question mark and health!

Although the martial arts have been obtained, it is said that no one has ever been able to fully understand these two skills or fully develop their power since the establishment of the school.

Even if you are in charge, you only understand seventy percent! Play out sixty percent! And this is already his absolute limit, and it is impossible to cross this hurdle again in his life.

Because this kind of hard-core operation requires all-round awareness and anti-heaven power, in addition, it still needs to take into account the hand speed that can play a complete set of coherent operations in a short period of time, and all kinds of watertight details, as well as the analysis of possible external factors and the prediction of high consciousness, which is prohibitive.

In other words, it is easy to understand - the right time, place and people, and all aspects: a sword for a while, across thousands of miles!

But this kind of operation that is close to impossibility is probably only possible in the era of the gods, and those immortals who are flying away from the sky can do it.

There is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village!

There is no endless road, and in the Southern Dynasty, where hundreds of schools of thought contend, small sects and small factions can have the opportunity to "turn a local chicken into a phoenix" overnight, not to mention the famous Southern Sword Taiji of the Southern Dynasty.

At that time, it was also such an autumn, facing the sky full of falling leaves, and the cool autumn wind swept away the residual heat of the end of summer.

Under the shadow of the tree, a young man dressed in cloth clothes and straw shoes, with a plain appearance and a thin figure like a willow, this person did not know from which ravine he jumped out of, and knocked on the bronze gate of Nanjian Taiji.