Three days later.

It is the day when the Yunshui Sword Master returns to the Mirror Lake.

On the shore of Mirror Lake, there were already full of disciples of the Yunshui Sword Palace, and from a distance, it was really white.

Yunshui Sword Palace, the power is at its peak.

Among the thirteen sword peaks, there are thousands of disciples, a total of more than 10,000 people, gathered together, a sound of Susu, entrenched like a white dragon.

Su Liu's white shirt, and the coffin Lingzhou of the Chu madman parked in front of him was waiting for everyone to worship at this time.

Today's funeral will start from the wide mirror lake, pass through two peaks and valleys that stand like swords, and then go straight to the center of the mirror lake, and finally sink the boat in the center of the mirror lake, so that the previous Yunshui sword master Chu madman and the previous sword master are the same, sleeping at the bottom of the lake.

Su Liu looked at the center of the misty mirror lake from afar, and there seemed to be a unique veil of tranquility that made people look at it unreally.

Eyes turned, the coffin was burning with a strange incense, there were disciples of the sword palace in the music blowing the rhythm of the strange music, the song was spread far away on the quiet lake, once the water was crossed, the sun was sandwiched between the peaks, it seemed that there was a distant echo coming, desolate and pathetic.

Su Liu also had a strange feeling in his heart, not sad, but not relieved.

He remembered what the Yunshui Sword Master Chu Madman had been insisting on doing until his death-that is, to guide himself in the direction of the next step and ask him to explore the mystery of his life experience.

In fact, in all fairness, how can Su Liu not see that his life experience is really important, attracting the watchful and protective of many people, but after all, a large proportion of his soul is from the next generation, and his sense of belonging to his life experience in this world is extremely weak.

"Man must live for himself."

"As long as you live a wonderful life in this life, it doesn't matter if your family history is deep and grudgeful, if you meet it in the future, it's not impossible to solve it easily, but it's not for hatred."

Su Liu looked at the hazy clouds and smoke and the quiet mountain peaks not far away, quietly distracted, but at this time the mood was clearly heavier, the Yunshui Sword Lord saved his life, and now he is lying in the lake in front of him, and he can never wake up, he is not used to owing people things, in addition to finding Qianqian, there is one more thing to go to Shudu to find the true ~ phase.

He intuitively felt that what secrets the madman Chu had been protecting until he died, who his lord was, and what he had to do with him were all unsolved mysteries.

A heavy sound of mourning pulled Su Liu's thoughts back, and there were several rows of Sword Palace disciples standing on the shore in white pressure, lined up one by one, raised their hands high, came up and knelt on the shore, and bowed to the spirit boat parked in the lake.

Above the spirit boat, that is also the burial place of the Yunshui Sword Master, which is also a unique custom that Su Liu cannot understand from the Yunshui Sword Palace.

Green smoke curls and cries ripple.

Before getting more clues, utopian speculation is useless, only following the last words of the Chu madman, it seems that he wants to introduce himself to the land of Xishu, and everything seems to have returned to the starting point, which is related to the Huangquan Esoteric Sect.

"Palace Master, get ready!"

At the end of the mourning, the steward in charge of today's water burial asked Su Liu.

"Let's get started."

Su Liu's eyes unconsciously wandered around, looking at the sad expressions of everyone, and a shadow seemed to be cast on his heart.

Since succeeding to the throne of the Sword Master of Yunshui Sword Palace, the guests have gradually dispersed, and even the three of them have only left with regrets after the three of them have no success in soliciting Su Liu, either obviously or implicitly.

As for those who had some friendship with Chu Madman before his death, they stayed in Yunshui Sword Palace.

Of course, there are not many people, and Chu madman's arrogant and withdrawn temperament is not like a person who will have many friends.

However, the three days were very calm, but it was beyond Su Liu's expectations, just like the mirror lake in front of him, the waves were not alarming, but the calm was excessive, but it was like the calm before the storm.

The Eastern Sword Lord stood beside Su Liu, and said, "The palace master practiced the way of the sword to nourish his heart and water during his lifetime, and it may not be a good thing to be able to sleep in this cloud and water for a long time today." ”

Su Liu's heart suddenly froze, and it seemed that something key had disappeared in a flash.

"Yes, very quiet, very quiet"

Su Liu muttered these two words, but his eyes gradually glowed with starry cold light.

Mirror Lake shouldn't be so quiet, as if all living beings have disappeared, this extraordinary calm, extremely weird.

If something is abnormal, it is a demon, and in this extreme calm, there seems to be an extremely terrifying thing brewing.

The Eastern Sword Master noticed something strange and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Su Liu made a gesture, beamed his voice into a line and sent it into the ears of the Eastern Sword Master, and said, "Today's situation is a little strange, don't make a noise for now, wait and see what happens." ”

The Dongfang Sword Lord frowned slightly, the original hand had been pressed on the hilt of the sword, listening to Su Liu's words, he let go again, just glanced left and right, and thousands of people on the shore surrounded the Mirror Lake, all with sad expressions, and they couldn't see any difference.

On the mirror lake, the cable on the sword boat has been lowered, the sword boat has passed, and the calm lake has been broken.

"Next is the thirteenth sword peak sword monarch sent to the sinking boat, and then get on the sword boat."

Su Liu flicked his sleeves and jumped on the sword boat that symbolized the status of the palace master, and the Dongfang sword master played the role of the general manager, and said sideways with concern: "Sword Monarch, be careful." ”

"It's okay, everything is still bothering the Eastern Sword Master."

Su Liu himself also knew that in terms of ability, the Eastern Sword Master of Rising Sun Peak was really the top of the twelve sword peaks in the Sword Palace, and for such a person who was qualified and capable and had no two hearts, he could deliver some burdens.

Today's Sword Palace disciple is dressed in a vegetarian body, which is similar to the original color of the original moon white robe, and he watched the sword boat urge.

A small ~ hole was deliberately dug under the Yunshui sword boat where the coffin of the Yunshui sword master was parked, and the lake water choked into the sword boat, and after exquisite calculations, the sword boat will sink to the bottom of the lake when it reaches the center of the lake.

Everyone stood on top of each of the thirteen sword peaks, not far away, and the whimpering sound sounded like a lonely child crying in the dark night.

There is no wind, no sun, and no clouds today.

The sky is so blue that it is calming and intoxicating.

The coffin of the sword boat quietly moored to the center of the mirror lake in the distance.

A shallow and sad sound of the piano sounded on the surface of the lake, and a ripple more than two zhang wide was crossed, Su Liu sat with the qin in his arms, and sat on the unique sword boat of the palace master of Yunshui Sword Palace, which was wider than the sword boat of the thirteenth sword peak.

The great crisis is the first, and it can't make him unbalanced, he knows that with his current cultivation, he can rarely meet opponents in a rampant place, and the "punishment for those who offend me" said a few days ago is not a boast. (To be continued.) )