Yishan is still beautiful, the mountains and rocks are strange, the clouds and mist are fantastic, and the waterfalls are like dragons, just like 30 years ago. But things are not people, and the handsome and elegant saber boy back then is now full of hair. Gu Tianya walked swiftly on the bumpy mountain road of Yishan, and his heart was sad.

Just thirty years ago, because of a momentary mood, he ignored Yueru's repeated warnings, and resolutely stepped on the bright top of Yishan Mountain to compete with Zuo Nianqiu, who was the first female palace master to climb Yue. What a thrilling fierce battle this is, the clouds and mist of Yishan were cold for three days because of this sword competition, and the birds of Yishan did not dare to fly over the top of the light for three days because of the sword qi aroused by this sword competition. The sword of Immortal Yu lived up to its reputation, and Gu Tianya, who had not refined the Allure Sword Technique at that time, almost used all the swordsmanship he was good at before he barely fought to a draw with her. The palace master of the Yue Nu has been so outstanding from generation to generation. And Yueru also left angrily because of this sword competition that shook the rivers and lakes, misunderstanding his empathy and farewell. This walk is 30 years.

For a hearty sword competition, I really paid too much price. Gu Tianya smiled bitterly and slowly recalled these past events that he loved and hated.

"The disciples of the Goddess Hall of the Yue Nu Palace, Zhao Yinghong, Luo Lianhong, Zhuang Qianhong, and Gu Yihong greet their predecessors." Four disciples of the Yue Nu Palace, who were dressed in white like snow and looked like flowers, appeared in front of Gu Tianya like clouds.

"Well, where is Hua Jinghong?" Gu Tianya bowed his head slightly and said loudly.

Facing the immortal idols that martial arts people frantically worshipped, and the first swordsman who is still haunted by countless Jianghu heroines, the four Yue Nu Palace disciples couldn't help but feel a burst of excitement and helplessness. Four pairs of eyes greedily looked at this outstanding legend in the martial arts, wanting to memorize his image with his heart.

Eguan Bo belt, long sleeves to the wind, face like a crown of jade, three strands of long hair, blue shirt and white socks, long sword hanging waist. The handsome face still retains the dignified and chic style of the year, while the Huafa at one end tells the vicissitudes of the years. And that kind of arrogance like a substance made the disciples of the Yue Nu Palace awe-inspired. The sword god of the Tianshan Mountains is worthy of his name.

"Senior Gu,...... Senior Sister Hua is waiting for her at the Bright Peak Sword Terrace, so let the juniors lead the way." Zhao Yinghong, who was the leader, hurriedly said.

"Not necessarily." Gu Tianya said with a smile, "Although I am old, I still remember the way, you go first, and I will arrive later."

"This ......," Zhao Yinghong hesitated.

"Let's go. Tell Zuo Nianqiu, I'm Gu Tianya here again." A wry smile appeared on Gu Tianya's face.

"Yes!" Zhao Yinghong said busily. As soon as she winked, the four Yue Nu Palace disciples flew back neatly and swept out three zhang, and then turned around and floated away.

"Super Seagod Sword!" Gu Tianya's eyes narrowed into a slit, "Is it worth my second visit?"

At this moment, a tall and slender figure floated behind Gu Tianya, and said loudly, "Junior Bashan River, see Gu Senior."

"Oh? Is he really here?" When Zuo Nianqiu heard Fang Feihong's report, a rare look of surprise and shock appeared on his face, which had always been traceless.

"Senior Sister Zhao Yinghong is clearly written in the biography of flying pigeons at the foot of the mountain, this matter is absolutely true!" Fang Feihong said loudly.

"Okay, you go down." Zuo Nianqiu said softly.

"Master?" Hua Jinghong on the side showed an inquiring look on her face.

Zuo Nianqiu's face was expressionless, he just put his hands in his sleeves, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go, let's go to the sword platform and wait for him."

"Hmm." Hua Jinghong nodded. She saw that the master, who had always been as calm as ice, and Taishan collapsed in front of her and his expression was immovable, and he couldn't help but tremble slightly, and even his tone trembled a little. A blush as bright as smoke appeared on her snow-like face, which made Zuo Nianqiu, who was already cold and incomparable, like a flower blooming in the wind, exuding the most stunning beauty of her life. Even Hua Jinghong, who is a woman, has a momentary reversal of her appearance at the moment. Is this love? Hua Jinghong's heart throbbed: what kind of sweet and happy happiness would it be to have it?

Heavy, desolate and gray sword table, made of cyan granite, without any patterns and carvings, nor any carvings, steles. Only the smooth mirror-like countertop, and the faint blood stains on it that could not be washed away no matter how much you wiped it.

I don't know how many unruly heroes, how many pretentious heroes, how many heroic martyrs, how many heroic martyrs, shed unyielding blood here. Just to challenge the Yue Nu Palace, which will always occupy the title of the world's number one sword faction. Just for the three words of Yue Nu Palace. The mottled bloodstains on the sword table seem to prove to the world that the Yue Goddess Sword is made of countless blood, tears and lives. There is no power in the world that can erase these four words.

However, in the center of the sword platform, the words "reluctance, see Hua" are impressively engraved. These four words make the originally cold, cold, and lifeless Bijiantai full of unrestrained vitality. It is the immortal traces left by a man who is as deep as the sea in order to see his beloved partner for the last time in this world, and it is also a rebellious swordsman who is more intelligent than the sky and has used his life to hit the sword of the goddess Yue. They exist quietly on the sword platform, silently confirming the shocking love that once moved the heavens and the earth, and the unparalleled sword that once changed the color of the storm. Even the disciples in the Yue Nu Palace couldn't bear to destroy them.

Zuo Nianqiu sat upright next to these four words, and in front of her was the special tea set of the Yue Nu Palace. A light and elegant tea fragrance permeated the sword platform. That is the world's famous tea of Yishan's specialty - the unique fragrance of Yishan Maojian. Zuo Nianqiu carefully crushed the tea cake and put it aside, put the silver tea kettle on the shelf, and gently stroked the bottom of the kettle with his left palm. Zuo Nianqiu put the tea powder into the water and continued to urge the inside to heat the tea kettle. When the water begins to boil high, and the tea leaves float on the surface of the water in the shape of camellia flowers and large leaves, Zuo Nianqiu ladles out the tea leaves floating on the surface and put them into the ripe bowl on the tea table on the side. When the tea is boiling, she puts the tea leaves back into the kettle again, so that the tea continues to mix, and then beats the heart of the soup with a bamboo pod ring to promote the tea properties. Next to her are two tall and flattened tea bowls made of Yue porcelain.

"Hasn't he come yet?" Zuo Nianqiu suddenly said softly.

Hua Jinghong, who was standing respectfully, stared at the master's quiet and serene face, and said softly, "No, he hasn't come yet."

"Well, old, he's old after all." Zuo Nianqiu's eyes showed a look of nostalgia, "Back then, he had already arrived at the sword competition platform within three boils of tea." She took a deep breath and thought leisurely, "Will he still remember the Yishan No. 1 Tea that he once praised back then?"

"Why did you stop me?" Gu Tianya's sword frowned, and his face showed a little impatience.

"Senior Gu, do you still remember the person who sacrificed his life with you in Huashan Cliff for life?" Bashanhe said in a deep voice with a loud voice.

Gu Tianya's eyes narrowed slightly, he was the Tianshan Sword God admired by the world, and he must not let people see the unforgettable despair in his eyes.

"It's been so many years...... Gu Tianya's voice was full of indescribable sourness, "I've forgotten."

"I see," there was a strange look in Bashanhe's eyes, "So, even if that person is in danger and his life is in the moment, you won't care?"

Gu Tianya's javelin-like upright figure was like an autumn tree struggling in the evening breeze, trembling desolantly, letting out a long sigh, and said abruptly, "Her business has nothing to do with me anymore."

"What a heartless Gu Tianya!" Bashanhe burst into a loud shout, "It's been in vain for Lord Xiao to cry for you, waiting hard."

"I'm crying blood, waiting!" Gu Tianya silently read these eight words, smiled indifferently, and sighed: "She left me, there has been no news for thirty years, no matter how I pass on the book, and I haven't said a word to me, this time I cried and waited, hey, it's really embarrassing for her."

"What a confused Gu Tianya!" Bashanhe said sharply, "Do you know that all the eight hundred and thirty-seven letters you have sent to the county lord Xiao in the past thirty years have been withheld by the eldest princess Xiao Yeru, and none of them have reached the hands of the county lord Xiao. Lord Xiao misses it day and night, and hopes that you will come to the moon and pick her up for both stays and flights. And you've disappointed her."

Gu Tianya was like a thunderbolt for a while, his blood flowed backwards, his body was hot and cold, and his eyes were mottled, and it took a long time to come to his senses. His eyes widened with rage, and he roared like a thunderbolt, causing the imposing mountains and rivers to involuntarily take a step back. In the flash of lightning, Gu Tianya's body had already arrived in front of him, the five fingers of his left hand were curled, firmly grasping his throat, and he said sharply, "How do you know these things?"

Bashanhe protested: "I am the former guard of the Lord of Xiao County, and I know a little about this matter, and now the Lord of Xiao County is in trouble, so I have come to ask for help." After that, he handed the package in his hand and a note explaining the ins and outs of the package to Gu Tianya.

"This, this is?" Gu Tianya frantically rummaged through the packages in his hand, and what caught his eye was the letters that he had sent to the Xiao Mansion cronies of the Saishang Post Station in the past ten years, eight hundred and thirty-seven letters, one was not less.

"Okay, I'll believe everything you say. But, for thirty years, she ...... She's really been waiting for me?" Gu Tianya asked eagerly.

"It's true, if there is half a lie, let me be condemned to heaven and earth, and I will not be able to live forever." Bashanhe said sincerely.

"Why didn't she come to me?" Gu Tianya's eyes were full of crystal scorching tears.

"Lord Xiao said that if you really love her, you should come to marry her in person, if you don't love her, what's the use of going to you?" Bashanhe said loudly.

"She's so confused, I didn't want to see her. However, I broke into the mansion several times, but I was blocked by the Turkic masters led by the eldest princess, and no matter how I rushed to kill, I couldn't get close to her county lord's mansion. Coupled with the fact that she didn't reply to my letters, I ...... How do I know...... How did I know she had waited for me for thirty years?" Gu Tianya's left palm struck the boulder beside the road hard, and the half-human-high thousand-pound boulder was actually shattered into powder.

"Lord Xiao thought that you were obsessed with the difference between Han and Hu, empathized with Zuo Nianqiu, and waited for you to come, so he ran away from home, opened an altar in the Central Plains, established Qingfeng Hall, and vowed to kill all the Han people in the world. Now that Qingfeng Hall has been destroyed by the Twisted Phoenix Alliance, the county lord is surrounded by enemies on all sides, and he is about to fall into a desperate situation." Bashanhe said bitterly.

"What? She is the infamous Qingfeng Hall Master?" Gu Tianya's eyes were cracked, and his eyes were as red as purple.

"Not bad. She is the demon who kills countless people in the mouth of the Han people." Bashan River Channel.

Gu Tianya shook his hand and threw him straight out, looked up at the sky, and roared hoarsely: "The sky is unkind, the sky is unkind!" He roared wildly and his palms danced, and the boulders beside the road crumbled one by one and disappeared.

"I hate it! I hate it!" Gu Tianya grabbed it with both palms, grabbed the welcome pine on the side of the road, shouted, uprooted it, lifted it in the air, divided his hands, and tore it in half in the air and flew left and right.

Although Bashanhe was surprised by Gu Tianya's peerless martial arts, he was even more secretly sad about his grief and indignation at the moment. It wasn't until Gu Tianya cleared out everything that could be smashed and pulled out on the side of the road that he said aloud: "Senior Gu, is it because Lord Xiao is the master of Qingfeng Hall, have you decided to ignore her?"

"Qingfeng Hall Master!" Gu Tianya let out a long roar and said, "Even if she becomes a rakshasa in hell, I will save her. Whoever tries to stand in my way, I will kill him."

Bashanhe's eyes suddenly burst with scorching sourness, and there was a burst of ecstasy in his heart: Lord Xiao, your sweetheart really did not disappoint you. You can rest assured.

"Where is she?" Gu Tianya shouted.

An hour has passed, and there is still no trace of Gu Tianya. Zuo Nianqiu's face showed a hint of anxiety. Hua Jinghong was also secretly anxious for her.

At this time, Fang Feihong ran up to the sword competition platform in a panic, knelt down in front of Zuo Nianqiu and Hua Jinghong, and said, "How can you be a palace master, Gu Tianya left this and left Yishan." As she spoke, she held a piece of bark, and eight big characters were written on the bark: "I have something important, so I don't go to this appointment."

Zuo Nianqiu silently looked at this piece of bark and muttered, "Isn't the Chaohai Sword Technique in his eyes?" Hua Jinghong and Fang Feihong were silent.

Zuo Nianqiu waved his hand lightly, and Fang Feihong bowed and left.

"Master!" Hua Jinghong tried to find some topics. However, she found that the bright and radiant look in Zuo Nianqiu's eyes because of Gu Tianya's arrival gradually dimmed and gradually disappeared, like a charming bonfire in the night, slowly extinguished with the arrival of the cold wind. What else could she say at this point?

Zuo Nianqiu silently picked up the tea that had been brewed on the case for a long time, and slowly poured it on the four words "reluctant, see Hua". The mournful, desolate fragrance of tea wafts in the evening breeze that accompanies the setting sun.

"Thirty years ago, I was the palace master of the Yue Woman, and I abandoned my love and love, and I couldn't get involved in the affairs of men and women. Thirty years later, I am finally no longer the Yue Nu Palace Master. I don't ask him for anything, I just want to be free, talk to him for a while, and invite him to a cup of tea. It turns out that this small wish is also a great luxury for the disciples of the Yue Nu Palace."

Zuo Nianqiu picked up the tea set and poured it on the cliff next to the sword platform, looking at the sunset in the west and was silent for a while. Suddenly, she raised her hand sharply and threw the tea set far into the sky. The silver tea kettle and the porcelain tea bowl shine in the afterglow of the setting sun, drawing a dazzling light trail, and gradually fall to the bottom of the cliff that is thousands of feet deep.

Zuo Nianqiu's eyes showed a deep and solemn loneliness like an ocean, and she said softly, "Let's go." After speaking, he walked off the sword platform without looking back.

The sound of the tea kettle and the tea bowl breaking through the empty came slowly, as if it were the sound of a broken heart. For a long time, Hua Jinghong was still standing on the edge of the cliff of Bijiantai in a daze, mourning the love affair that had no chance to start.