In the pavilion of Luoshi Lake, a man and a woman stand side by side, seemingly overlooking the lake, but in fact, they have their own hearts.

Ye Hongfu looked at Ning Yi beside him, and his gaze especially stayed on the oil-paper umbrella on his waist.

The umbrella surface is worn, some tattered and mutilated.

It's the edge of the sword that is inside...... There was a flaw.

After stepping into the Destiny Star, her Divine Soul is extremely powerful, and with the blessing of the Luojia Mountain Inheritance, the strength of her Divine Thoughts is completely comparable to that of the Destiny Star characters in the White Deer Cave Academy who specialize in practicing the art of Divine Soul Killing.

The soul involves the six senses, exploration.

Ye Hongfu, who saw the clue, frowned, and asked bluntly: "Your sword...... Why is there a gap missing?"

The fine snow is sharp, unparalleled in the world.

In this world, what else can break the blade of fine snow?

Ning Yi shook his head and said with a wry smile: "If I say that it was cut by a sharper sword weapon...... Do you believe it?"

He hadn't intended to hide it.

The fine snow will always come out of its sheath.

In the battle of Bulao Mountain, fine snow and "pulling out sins" had a hard shake.

It's like being in the Sword Lake Palace in the West...... Fine snow chopped up the heavy snow.

And this time, as the strongest killing spirit treasure of the Dao Sect for thousands of years, the "Extracting Sin Ancient Sword" slashed above the blade of the fine snow sword, and a small hole collapsed.

"As a sword cultivator, the sword is the most important thing...... The slightest shattering of the sword blade is a dereliction of duty on the part of the sword cultivator. Ye Hongfu's tone was very displeased, her phoenix eyes were angry, and she said: "Ning Yi, even if you have a lot of treasures on your body, but the sharpness of Xu Zang's fine snow can still be among the best in the two worlds, why don't you cherish it at all?"

Ning Yi was a little stunned.

He looked at the red-clothed woman with angry eyebrows, he couldn't cry or laugh for a while, he wasn't ready to explain to Ye Hongfu what happened in Bulao Mountain...... But this surnamed Ye, how can he regard fine snow as so important?

Ning Yi was a little helpless, and obediently admitted his mistake: "It is indeed my dereliction of duty...... In the future, when I have the opportunity, I will definitely find a way to repair this gap. ”

"Do you think the fine snow is easy to repair?" Ye Hongfu looked at Ning Yi, and she said coldly: "Mr. Zhao Rui made this sword with indestructible frost-patterned steel, which has not been excavated in the Great Sui World for two hundred years...... At the beginning, it was in the demon clan that he went on a killing spree and killed several great demon monarchs before forging this sword. What are you going to do to fix it?"

Ye Hongfu's words made Ning Yi realize...... The fine snow shattered a crack, and it was a serious matter indeed.

It's just that why does Ye Hongfu know so much about Mr. Zhao Rui in Shushan?

The casting of fine snow is actually a secret, and it is generally not announced to the public except for the inheritor of Xiaoshuang Mountain...... And how did she know?

Ning Yi didn't know that this Ye Xiaoshan master of Luojia Mountain was ...... When he was young, he was once saved by Xu Zang.

I saw that man, the outstanding demeanor when he drew his sword.

Since then, Ye Hongfu began to search for news from that man, searching for news from Shushan, she didn't think that one day she could become a disciple of Shushan and take the sword handed by the man.

Being able to take charge of "fine snow" has become an unattainable thing when the girl is very young.

So she tried her best to understand Xu Zang, understand the fine snow, understand Mr. Zhao Rui, and understand the up and down of Shushan......

It's a pity that fate and people's ideas are always a little different.

Although she was later brought back to Luojia Mountain by Shizun Fuyao, she still regarded this as a habit.

Shizun treated her very well and pitied her kendo talent, but in the end she still chose to respect.

When Ye Hongfu condensed the life star, he took a path of proving the Tao with evil qi, and exchanged the most important first natal star for the stability and peace of his sword heart.

In a sense, she is more like the young Xu Zang of the previous generation than Ning Yi.

But what Ning Yi wants to become has never been the second Xu Zang.

......

......

In the gazebo, the two were silent for a moment.

Ye Hongfu shook his head and said, "I used to want to stand in your place...... So the words just now are a bit excessive. ”

Ning Yi smiled: "It's nothing...... You're not alone, I'm a lucky person, and every time I look back on my life, I get all this...... I don't blame myself for it, it's really the 'luck' component that takes the lead. ”

He was silent for a moment and explained: "I offended the eastern border, Liuli Mountain set up a killing game, and it was a fluke to survive. Gaps in fine snow...... There's really no way. ”

Ye Hongfu's eyes were a little surprised.

As the unannounced mountain master of Luojia Mountain, her intelligence and information are naturally extremely powerful, and Ye Hongfu knew about the outbreak in the eastern realm not long ago...... One of the three calamities, the Snow Demon Lord, was wiped out, and the Eastern Liuli Mountain seemed to have set up a killing game against someone in the Immortal Mountain.

Ye Hongfu knew who the original owner of Bulao Mountain was.

If Liulishan really doesn't have long eyes, he will kill Luo Changsheng...... The death of one of the three calamities does not seem so surprising.

Ning Yi's sentence is a bit informative for her.

Ye Hongfu took a deep breath, she couldn't help but rub her eyebrows, chewed Ning Yi's words, and then asked a question.

"Have you seen Luo Changsheng?"

Ning Yi nodded and said calmly, "He saved my life." ”

Ye Hongfu, who automatically linked the death of the Snow Demon Monarch to Luo Changsheng in his mind, had a strange look in his eyes, and muttered: "I have become a life star, can he even kill a star monarch like the Snow Demon Lord......

Ning Yi was silent for a moment, not wanting to explain anything.

The Daoist Sect should have blocked the news from the outside world.

Even Luojia Mountain can't get a complete tip.

Liulishan is even more unlikely to slap himself in the face.

After thinking about it, he still explained, lest Ye Hongfu's Dao heart be hit too hard by Luo Changsheng.

"The killing of Liuli Mountain has nothing to do with Luo Changsheng...... So you can rest assured. Ning Yi sighed and said, "But he is really strong, I can't see the depth." ”

Ye Hongfu breathed a sigh of relief, and his expression was obviously much relieved.

She smiled, but her tone was full of bitterness, and said, "Over the years, I thought that he was only one line higher than me...... But then I found out that no matter how hard I tried and how I broke through, he was always one line higher than me...... Actually, this is a very scary thing. ”

Ning Yi understood.

He could understand the feeling...... Luo Changsheng is a breezy person, a person who is not publicistic or exposed, so no matter how much he is higher than his opponent, what he shows must be an understatement.

I have a jack-of-all-trades hammer, but I only have the last bit of force to crush the straw.

This is the most labor-saving way and the smartest way to do it.

"Ning Yi, I want to ask you a question. ”

Ye Hongfu stood beside Ning Yi, she hesitated for a long time, and said, "I didn't go to the funeral in Houshan...... for all the world said that he was dead. Now I just want to ask you, is that man really dead?"

Ning Yi was stunned.

He seemed to suddenly understand...... Why did Ye Hongfu care so much about fine snow and understand Shushan, with his understanding of Xu Zang, it was probably in some inopportune place, something inopportune happened.

is like the White Deer Cave Shuiyue who still misses Xu Zang when he broke through the retreat in Tibetan Sword Mountain.

When I saw Xu Zang, I was mistaken for life.

Ning Yi muttered silently, he was a little helpless...... If nothing else, Ye Hongfu was just a child at that time.

When he was young, Xu Zang was so handsome, so chic, so ...... Is it all old and young?

He touched his nose and thought back to the time he had spent time with the man.

Although he walked among the swords and fled in embarrassment, he felt comforted all the time.

That man will never be late, let alone absent.

He always comes when you are most in danger.

He can always stand like a mountain in front of you.

There are many rules in the world, but none of them can restrain him, one person and one sword, it makes people feel peaceful and at ease.

Also.

Thinking of this, Ning Yi smiled self-deprecatingly.

Such a person is lonely and adrift, but stable and reliable...... How can it not be unforgettable?

Not to mention Ye Hongfu, even I sometimes feel in a trance.

In the pavilion, Ye Hong used all his divine thoughts and put them on Ning Yi's body.

She wanted to see a hint of hesitation in the eyes of the black-robed young man.

Just a hint.

Maybe Xu Zang is still alive?

If he's still alive...... Then Ning Yi must be the one who knows the truth.

Ye Hongfu held her breath.

However, it didn't happen as she had imagined.

Ning Yi's eyes were gloomy.

Just shook his head.

"Dead. ”

Two words to put it in a concise way.

Died in front of the tombstone of Nie Hongyan in Zishan.

Died under the sudden heavy snow in the year of the Great Sui.

Sleep forever.

Ye Hongfu closed his eyes and shook his head, after a long time.

She smiled hoarsely, "That's it, that's it......"

"It turns out that no matter how amazing a person is, in the end, he is just a life star in the world, and the ground is three feet thick with snow. ”

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The stars twinkle.

The wind and thunder are swaying.

The main hall of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in Shu Mountain, the wind passed through, and the robe of a thousand hands was lifted, and the small mountain master of Shu Mountain, who was only one foot away from Nirvana, was in the most important retreat moment...... She sat in front of the visualization every day.

Practice.

The flame of Nirvana could be ignited at any time...... But she didn't take that step for a long time.

Not because she didn't dare, but because she had something important.

No one can know the life and death of Nirvana, and no matter how amazing a genius is, it is possible to die on this threshold, burning away one after another, and the whole person will turn into ashes of nothingness.

She needs to live...... Do one thing.

Thousand Hands walked out of the Scripture Pavilion and looked at the twinkling stars in the dome.

She walked across the Wind and Thunder Mountain, and saw the small little rain sitting in the courtyard breathing evenly, and her thoughts spread out, except for the back mountain...... The entire Shu Mountain was shrouded in her divine thoughts.

She could clearly hear the wind blowing, the grass moving, the frogs chirping, and the insects flying.

Everything is under control.

She looked calm and walked along, her robe turning into wisps of ethereal light.

The frost has arrived.

The grass folds on the small frost mountain.

She finally came to a withered stone wall, where the blades of grass had withered because of the dead air...... A sarcophagus stands here quietly.

There was an indescribable sadness in the eyes of a thousand hands.

She looked at the sarcophagus silently, her fingertips touching.

The light swam and bloomed.

The prohibition laid by the master of the Purple Mountain Mountain burst out on the surface of the museum, and layers of frost and snow condensed out.

The fingertips of a thousand hands were stained with frost.

She ignored it.

The woman in a black and white coat looked at the person sleeping inside through the thick sarcophagus.

The coffin is thick.

But she seemed to see her brother's expression.

The most amazing sword cultivator in the Great Sui world, with a mocking and ridiculous smile on the corner of his mouth.

His death was like a joke.