Chapter 160: Floating Mountains and Sea of Clouds

There is a sea of floating mountains and clouds in the depths of the snowfield, and standing on the edge of the cliff, you can see the golden sun like a wheel, and the cold clouds like the sea. Vertices

When Li Changfeng came here, he was already full of people, thinking that there were countless treasures in this Guitian Wu Ruins, and the momentum was indeed strong enough, and most of the cultivators in this world, except for those old demons and ethereal sages outside the hidden world, gathered here.

Even those little-known Jianghu cultivators are ready to get involved.

Li Changfeng raised his eyes and saw a bright yellow figure sitting not far away, so he and Uncle Ghost found a corner and sat down safely.

He's waiting for an opportunity.

It seemed that there was a sense, and Li Bezhi also turned his head and looked over.

At this moment, the eighty-one sword slaves in white shirts of Xue Jian Zhai came out with swordfish, implying the consummation of the Ninety-Nine Great Perfection and the momentum was huge.

An old man with a crane hair and a childish face walked in a tiger's step, and the tiger walked out with a mighty look, waving around, and his voice was surprisingly loud.

"All the heroes of the rivers and lakes came to the snow field of no return, called the disdainful house Peng Shenshi, in the fish sword monk grateful, not much gossip, return to the sky Wuxu tomb three days later, today is the first competition of the sword heart martial arts, please participate in the martial arts heroes on the stage. ”

Some people in the seat couldn't bear it anymore and leaped on the stage, causing the audience to applaud.

There are constantly people flying over the high platform, but most of them are some scattered cultivators and small sects, and after one palace, two courts, four countries and seven sects, they are very tacitly silent.

Li Changfeng watched left and right, this cliff edge was almost extreme, on the one hand, the rivers and lakes were eager to try, and on the other hand, the disciples of the sect were calm as usual.

It seems that everyone's hearts are like mirrors, this is not on the snowfield, there are too many cultivators, fish and dragons are mixed, the tomb of Wuxu will be opened in three days, and these three days are all martial arts, everyone is very tacitly calm and calm, so that the battle in the first two days can sieve out some of the last stream and retain strength.

Thinking of this, Li Changfeng's eyes looked around.

The true yuan in these people's meridians that run according to Zhou Tian is like colored flowing water, becoming transparent in the body, and becoming clear in Li Changfeng's eyes, whether their Yuan Sea is full, whether their true yuan is endless, and which of their meridians is damaged, all of this can't escape Li Changfeng's eyes.

However, just as he was looking at all this, he also noticed another look.

He looked in that direction and saw first a pair of eyes, then a man.

This man's face is peaceful, but his eyes are persistent.

Some people have sharp eyes, and some people have very rigid eyes, but this person's eyes are very persistent.

He just looked at Li Changfeng like this.

Li Changfeng just looked at him.

He was sitting in the Snow Sword Zhai, and next to him was an old acquaintance, Wei Chuting.

In Yun Yao, Li Changfeng used a flying white knife to smash Wei Chuting's Seven-Star Dragon Yuan Sword, Wei Chuting went back to Xuejian Zhai, and now see him again, he has less aura on his body, but more of the simple way of the Dao to the simple.

And the person Li Changfeng saw before was sitting next to Wei Chuting.

The eyes of the two were intertwined, and Li Changfeng actually noticed that the true yuan in the Yuan Sea in his divine light was boiling, and the strong battle intent made him slightly surprised.

The twilight turned from blazing heat to yellow, and then gradually leveled with the sea of clouds in the floating mountains, burning the entire sea of clouds into gold.

If today's battle is exciting, it is also very exciting, the colorful true yuan and the gorgeous martial arts echo each other, so that the entire floating mountain is shrouded in colorful glow.

But everyone knows that today is just a test of the waters, so after the golden wheel fell into the mountain, Li Changfeng and Uncle Ghost got up and left.

He was more worried that because there were too many people, the inn that did not return to the snow field would be occupied.

For two days in a row, it was just a pre-tea snack and a pre-dinner appetizer, and the fighting and shouting were earth-shattering, but it didn't arouse a trace of interest.

Li Changfeng had his own things to do, and he quietly walked towards the corner tower.

He knew that the foothold of Nanshan Academy was there, and Li Bezhi and Zhou Xiuye were also among the corner towers.

He walked to the door and knocked.

A cleaning disciple opened the door and bowed down and said, "What does the master have to do?"

Li Changfeng: "I want to find Zhou Xiuye of Nanshan Academy." ”

Disciple: "Dare to respect the master's name?" ”

Li Changfeng took out an object from his arms and handed it over and said, "You don't have to convey the name, you just need to hand over this thing to Zhou Xiuye and tell him to transfer it to Li Bezhi." ”

The plain-robed disciple looked at the object and looked a little weird, and when he raised his head again, the door was empty.

Li Bezhi was holding the green scroll by candlelight in the room, and the green scroll was a message from the master.

Zhong Shuli, the big fat dean of Nanshan Academy, seems to be looking for meat all over the mountains and fields on weekdays, but he can write a good poem, and the green scrolls are densely packed, but there is only one sentence that is particularly eye-catching:

This heart has sunk thousands of times, just waiting for tomorrow to be nine folds.

Li Bezhi didn't know how many times her heart had sunk, and she didn't know if she would be able to go to the ninth level tomorrow, and her heart couldn't calm down.

So she put down the green roll, and her jade-like green fingers reached into the flames.

The firelight illuminated her countenance beautifully and dreamily, but her fingers seemed to draw all the attention of the person.

The flames were drawn down by Li Bezhi's fingers, and then swirled around her fingertips.

Li Bezhi's fingers lightly pressed on the table, and the flames spread out like cracking arrows, but they floated in the air, unable to touch the table at all.

When she took her finger away, the flame quickly gathered again, turning into a little spark, floating on her finger.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

The flame flew back over the wick.

Zhou Xiuye's voice said outside the door: "Don't hold on, there is something to be handed over to you." ”

Li Bezhi opened the door and saw Zhou Xiuye outside the door, he said with a smile: "Someone told me just now that there was a person outside the door who asked me to hand over this thing to you, but he didn't leave his name, which looked very strange." ”

As he spoke, Zhou Xiuye handed over the things in his hand.

As soon as Li Bezhi took over, she found that it was just an ordinary braided rope, but when she looked at it carefully, she suddenly trembled and her face changed greatly.

Zhou Xiuye looked at her with a strange expression, so he said, "What's wrong?"

Li Bezhi: "Who gave this thing to you?

Zhou Xiuye wondered: "The disciple outside the house said that the other party refused to leave his name, and he had already left while he was not paying attention, what is this?"

Zhou Xiuye didn't understand, of course he couldn't understand it, for him this was just an ordinary braided rope, and even the material was not special, but for Li Bezhi, this was a memory.

Can evoke her thoughts about Chen Jiagou's past, Li Bezhi, who followed her brother with snot and two pigtails, often separated from her agile brother in the mountains and forests, so her brother taught her a special rope braiding method in order to let her sister find herself even if she was lost, and they often used this as a code to point out the direction in the mountains.

At the beginning, in the 700,000 mountains of Nanyue, the two left their hometown and separated in the mountains and forests, and Li Bezhi used this kind of braided rope to tell Li Changfeng that she went to Nanshan Academy.

And now in the bitter cold land of the extreme western plateau, a piece of such a braided rope suddenly appeared in Li Bezhi's hand.

How can you not call her excited

moving, how can you not make her happy.

She shed tears and hid her face and wept.

The second monk Zhou Xiuye was confused, and wanted to comfort but didn't know how to comfort him.

At night, the starry sky is shining.

Suddenly, there was a dark shadow under the moon.

Another dark shadow.

This time, the black shadow floated straight to the corner tower, to the faint candle flame.

There was a graceful shadow behind the candle flame, just like a few days ago.

A similar scene resurfaced, but this time, when the shadow and silhouette looked at each other through the window.

There was a slightly trembling voice behind the candle flame: "You're here!"

The window was opened, revealing Li Bezhi's expectant face and slightly surprised eyes.

"How could it be you?"

Ning Guanlan, who should be called Li Changfeng, jumped into the window.

Li Bezhi closed the window and saw Ning Guanlan, who was dressed in a fur coat, like a reckless man in the northwest.

Ning Guanlan, who claims to not care about the Wuxu Tomb in the Returning Heaven, but just came to the snow field to find his sister, should actually be called Li Changfeng more accurately.

He tore off the beard from his face and wiped the wrinkles off his face to reveal a clean face.

"Brother!"

Li Beizhi flattened his mouth, rushed over and hugged Li Changfeng tightly.

After not seeing each other for three years, Li Changfeng looked at Bezhi's tall head, comforted in his heart, and showed a long-lost smile on his face.

Li Changfeng patted her on the back: "Okay, okay, your tears wet my clothes!"

Li Bezhi wiped away a handful of tears and complained: "I hate it! The first thing I didn't see for so long was to dislike me!"

Li Changfeng laughed: "Do you think I'm Zhou Xiuye's second fool and obedient to you in every way?"

Li Bezhi: "You're my brother, what's wrong with me?"

Li Changfeng looked up and down, nodded and said, "Yes, I haven't seen you for three years, and I've grown into a big girl." ”

Li Bezhi pulled his beard and pulled his face painfully: "I haven't seen you for three years, you actually have a beard, you almost deceived me, I still wonder why you are so familiar, you don't remind me when you meet me, I guessed blindly for a long time, I really should be beaten!"

Li Changfeng covered it, slapped her hand away and said, "Don't mess around, this thing has been done for a long time." ”

"Why didn't you come back to the snowfield?"

Li Changfeng listened, and suddenly muttered: "Don't be persistent, you can't stay in the snowfield of no return, this is a trap." ”

Li Bezhi was stunned for a moment and muttered, "Why?"

Li Changfeng shook his head: "I can't tell you now, but what I know is that this so-called Sword Heart Martial Arts Competition is a trap set by Xue Jianzhai to lure us into the bait, you can't stay here anymore, there will be danger." ”

Li Bezhi lowered his head and pinched his clothes with both hands.

After a long time, she suddenly said, "Brother, aren't we biological brothers and sisters?"

Li Changfeng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a cramp in his heart.