Lingshan, full of clouds and mist, green smoke curling, just like a fairy mountain, not all in the world, the aura is abundant in the entire mountain range, the essence of heaven and earth is circling back and forth, it is the first immortal mountain in the mainland.

Everyone has begun to hike the mountain, the valley is green, the essence of heaven and earth is abundant, so that everyone can sweep away the unhappy mood just now, the essence of heaven and earth comes from the essence of heaven and earth, and the person who absorbs this qi is more suitable for traditional cultivation, but for everyone in the cold moon, the essence of heaven and earth seems to only have the ability to remove fatigue, but it still makes everyone feel comfortable.

Zi Man said as he walked: "It is worthy of being the number one cultivation sect in the mainland, and the essence of this heaven and earth is indeed abundant. ”

Li Dian smiled silently, even the arrogant Ning Yuan said that Lingshan did have the name of Immortal Mountain, Huzi and Xiaolong had more fun, the two were already running up and down in the mountain, Hongyue's mood began to brighten, and Ding Huan talked and laughed along the way. Only Wen Chong, walking in the mountains, didn't know where he had drifted to.

Hongyue walked up to Wen Chong's side and shouted, "What do you want?"

Wen Chong came back to his senses and said, "It's nothing. ”

Hongyue smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's all here, but you don't know it." ”

Wen Chong said: "What's here." ”

Huzi didn't know where he came out, and said, "Of course it's to the sword spirit, look at the plaque." ”

Wen Chong looked up at this time, and the five- or six-zhang gate stood tall in the middle of the mountain road, and the plaque on the door was written with the word "Sword Spirit" written on it.

Wen Chong only let out a slight "um", ignored the others, and walked towards the door.

Everyone stepped over the gate and walked for a while, they could already see the main hall of the sword spirit, the stone steps here are all covered with white marble, and the main hall is also made of all-white marble, white and vast, the marble is crystal clear and transparent, as if coming to the snow region, everyone is like returning to the cold moon, and a sense of intimacy arises spontaneously.

A middle-aged man had been waiting here for a long time, when Li Dian stepped up and said to the middle-aged man, "Cold Moon Li Dian greets Zijin's seniors. ”

Zijin said: "No courtesy, no courtesy, there are a lot of people who came to you in the cold moon this time, and now your cultivation has improved a lot, and the future life is terrifying." After saying that, he smiled.

Li Dian said: "The seniors have won the award, and this time the family teacher has to deal with some affairs in the division, so I can't come, I hope the seniors don't blame." ”

Zijin said: "There is a word, there is a word, and the head of Luo is too outside." You've been on the road for a long day, and you're tired, so get some rest today. After speaking, he instructed a disciple to lead the group towards the guest room that had been prepared in advance.

On the square of the main hall, there are already a sea of people, some people in the cultivation have already started to learn from each other here, and it is very lively everywhere, Xiaolong and Huzi have already entered the sea of people to watch, Wen Chong has no intention of participating in the excitement, and strolls away alone.

It's been ten years, things are not people, the road is still there, but the people who walk are different, is she still in the back mountain? At this time, perhaps only by meeting her can he heal the heartache of the past.

Wen Chong didn't know why, he walked and walked, he had come to the back mountain, not far away, it was the waterfall, he walked step by step along the forest path, and a clear figure appeared in his eyes, dressed in white, standing on the edge of the cliff, and the pair of butterfly swords in his hand were quietly tied around his waist.

Wen Chong walked closer and clearly saw the beautiful figure, she was slim, not the little girl she was back then. Wen Chong stepped forward to say something, and then was stunned, a young and handsome young man had already stepped behind her, and the distinctive heroic spirit surrounded the young man's body, and a sense of free and easy handsomeness stood out, making Wen Chong unconsciously feel a sense of humility.

She turned her head slightly, and saw that familiar face, and she smiled, smiling so brightly, Wen Chong clearly heard the conversation between them.

"Senior Brother Yi, you're here. ”

"You're still here, it's been ten years, and I always see you every time I come here. ”

"Tomorrow the Xiuzhen Martial Arts will begin, I'm here to relax and relax. ”

"Xiaoyu, are you nervous?"

"Well, after all, the master hopes that I can show the strength of the sword spirit at this conference. I have been practicing for so many years, and I hope to win glory for my master this time. ”

"Don't think too much, Xiaoyu is already very powerful, and there must be few opponents for such cultivation. ”

"Senior Brother Yi, you will talk nonsense, I can't beat Senior Brother Yi. ”

"Don't talk about this, do you want Senior Brother Yi to accompany you to see the butterflies in the valley, so that you can relax. ”

"Hehe, okay. ”

The two flew towards the valley, a pair of figures disappeared vaguely in Wen Chong's eyes, Wen Chong walked to the edge of the cliff with a trace of bitter smile, remembering that the thin figure was in front of him, he felt a little in his heart, and the feelings of ten years broke apart instantly, and a heart-rending pain spread in his heart, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

This is the place where he was defeated for the first time, or he was defeated to her, he stayed here alone for a long time, and the past was scattered in the wind.

The moon had quietly risen, Wen Chong walked back to the strange bedroom tiredly, he felt inexplicably afraid, it was a kind of loneliness, tearing his broken heart little by little, he didn't understand, why it was so uncomfortable, why it was so gloomy, everything was nowhere to be found.

The sun is rising, everyone has gathered in the square hall, this Xiuzhen martial arts competition is mainly allocated by each sect to their own sect of the quota, the next is the conference to draw out the individual sign, due to the large number of people in this competition, the number of people participating in the general faction will be relatively more, at present, the seven major sects of the mainland are headed by the sword spirit, the sword sect, followed by Buddhism, Kunlun, Daomen Qingxu, Xiaoyao faction, five immortal factions, etc., the number of participants in these major factions is more, Buddhism never participates, so the quota is naturally allocated to other sects.

Hanyue has a total of four participants this time, namely Ding Huan, Wen Chong, Huzi, Ziman, and Hanyue plans to let Hongyue participate, but Hongyue insists on not participating, and Xiaolong plans to give up the quota to Wen Chong, pushing back and forth, and finally Li Dian has to decide the current list.

The conference has assigned the number to each sect, the competition will start soon, everyone is ready to participate, the competition in the square has been laid down layers of energy enchantment, mainly to prevent damage to the building due to the competition, so the energy enchantment can better control the energy of the two people in the competition from leaking, and protect the surrounding people.

Li Dian said: "Let's let Brother Wen go first in the first game today, the opponent of today's first game is the Sword Sect, I heard that the disciples of the Sword Sect are all young and talented, and they are the first contenders in this conference." ”

Ning Yuan said: "It's good to let that kid go, firstly, it can allow him to exercise and see the masters, and secondly, it can also prevent Ding Huan and Ziman from encountering such a powerful opponent in the first game." ”

Ding Huan's expression was free, although he didn't care about the people of the Sword Sect in his heart, but he also wished that Wen Chong would lose fiasco in the first game, so he naturally wouldn't say anything.