A white light passed through the night sky, like the lines of time as it walked, and also like the eternal end of space

The morning sun was rising in the east, the earth was gradually regaining some light, and the whole sky was as clean as a huge mirror, in which countless ethereal clouds showed their bodies

But if one stands on a high place, or looks far away at one end of the world, he will find a straight blank strip in the whole sky, and there are no clouds in this blank strip, not even a stream, and it is as clean as a path swept out of the snow

One end of the trail came from the southern mountains, and the other end was where the white light went, and all the clouds on the road seemed to be those snowflakes, but they were all shattered by the white light

Long after the white light had passed, the gentle spring breeze blowing slowly in the air suddenly made countless sounds like mirrors cracking

After the sound, the invisible spring breeze was broken into countless pieces in a pitiful shape with the naked eye, and even the morning light in the spring breeze was cut into neat pieces, mysteriously standing still in the air, until a long time later, it turned into a spring breeze or dawn again, and slowly descended on the world

Being cut off and stirring up the spring breeze and morning light, just like broken lenses, even if they are glued perfectly, there will still be many gaps

So in the morning light of the earth, although there was no cover from the clouds of the eaves of the woods, there were still many mottled and messy shadows, like ugly patches on the old man's face

As a result of this white light, the dawn came a little later than usual

Again, it's a little colder

The cold is naturally because of the coldness, and the coldness is because of the fierce aura revealed by this white light, which is cold and fierce like the ice pile with the lowest temperature in the cold winter

Cold, cold, ruthless, proud

It's like a sword, a sword that's incredibly sharp

In fact, it was indeed a sword, so fast that only a flash of white light could be seen, and it came from the depths of the Ten Thousand Mountains 90,000 miles away, slashing through the stars and clouds along the way, and streaked across the night sky

The long and lonely journey did not make the sword's sword strength appear to be weakened in any way, but it could be faintly seen that its speed was constantly improving, getting faster and faster

From the beginning of the faint visible tail of the turbulent air, to the later piercing the sky only white light, and now there is no trace, this sword is like a tireless madman

It's not crazy, it's always known for being calm, but it's not calm at all at this time, from the body of the sword to the hilt, every inch of cold iron can't help but hum, so that anyone can see its excitement and fanaticism at this time

It straightened its sword slightly, looking solemn and solemn, as if it was going to a monstrous feast, and that feast was already very close to it

Feeling the breath that was getting closer and closer, it couldn't help but have a bright clear sound, which was full of joy and huge battle intent

It was a familiar breath, it was the breath of a knife, it had met each other many years ago, and it had remembered each other on that occasion

Its owner is a proud and arrogant man, and it is also a sword that is proud to the point of pride, and it can remember not many opponents, and this sword is undoubtedly one of them

But for some reason, although the sword intent emitted by this knife was immense, the power contained in the knife was very weak, and it didn't seem to be worth it coming from 90,000 miles away

This is not the way it wants to meet it, and it will make it feel insulted by its pride

It came from thousands of miles, and what it was asking for was to have a hearty battle and return happy, not to see the lonely appearance of the other party at this time, but without the knife momentum

So it was slightly disappointed, and seemed a little lacking in interest

But then, it became excited again, because it felt that there seemed to be a trace of abnormal fluctuations in the depths of the owner's heart thousands of miles away, and the fluctuations were very slight, lighter than the breeze, but it still felt it very clearly

It understands that the slightest fluctuation is a loosening of the owner's thoughts, which means that new variables are likely to happen, so it is very hopeful at this time, hoping that those variables can really happen, and that it can return happy

For example, the hard-looking white tripod

So it straightened its sword again, and its fighting intent was fanatical

.....................

Shen Li's rough fingers swept over the bright and transparent body of the sealing knife, a little rude, like a rude and rude man

The bright blade of the sealed knife whined, like a delicate and resentful beauty who was brutally treated by a rough man

People in the world often say that a famous sword is like a beauty, and he has to be worthy of a hero, but Shen Li is not a hero in a typical sense, and he has nothing to do with any hero, he is just a middle-aged uncle who is a little debauched, a little arrogant, and a little experienced

Therefore, although the sealing knife in his hand at this time is a very famous and famous knife, it has nothing to do with the delicate beauty

It is beautiful, and the rounded arc of the blade reveals a breathtaking and stunning charm, but it is not delicate, and it is not destined to be the so-called deep boudoir in the courtyard

It's a crazy, arrogant, and equally powerful sword

It is lighter than ten thousand weathers, lighter than ten thousand swords, lighter than plum blossoms on thousands of mountains, lighter than glaciers on snowfields, and lighter than everything in the world

Although it is a little depressed now, it is still very crazy, especially now that it has finally returned to Shen Li's hands

It reminded it of many past events, those turbulent and turbulent pasts, which made unusually dense patterns appear on its bright knife, like ferocious dragons showing their most powerful bodies and scales

There is a faint and mysterious light flowing on every line, as gorgeous as the peacock when the screen is opened, every tail feather, every hidden line, and even every scale, is the most beautiful scenery in the world

It made it look like a king, staring lazily and indifferently into the dark depths ahead, the hard and solid like a majestic mountain

The gaze is contemptuous, arrogant, and rude

Shen Li glanced at the sealing knife in his hand and pursed his lips vigorously, as if his face was full of disgust when he saw the pickled bamboo shoots he hated the most

Of course, he felt the desire and fighting intent to seal the sword, but the problem was that compared to those big formations back then, this was ...... Count a fart

Isn't it those guys in the back temple, why is this knife so excited?

He has fallen into the realm, but who said that he can't stab a dead person without a gun? If he hides from the realm, he can't cut down a mountain?

It doesn't make sense

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Xu Zi'an's face was pale at this time, the green tendons on his face burst out, his hands were crossed on his chest, and the beads of sweat on his face were like raging rivers, constantly wetting his already soaked clothes, looking extremely painful

Those invisible and terrifying forces in the darkness are refining his heart at this time, and this white Ding Furnace of the Taoist will judge by itself, judge, and burn all sins outside the light, for some reason, Xu Zi'an's heart is considered by the Ding Furnace to be the source of evil, and he is also the most fierce refining and judgment at this time

The already tattered Mai, which had been burned by the cyan divine fire, was almost invisible at this time, and now it was eroded by the terrifying aura in the Ding Furnace, and it was even more broken into pieces, like a group of homeless night birds floating around in the dark, not landing for a long time, and not knowing where to fall

Without the protection of the qi left by the old man, Xu Zi'an was finally tortured by this severe pain and fell to the ground, instead of rolling around with his chest covered, but lying upright like a corpse, blood continued to flow out of his facial features like a stream

If it weren't for the fact that the big heart was like the hardest stone in the world at this time, even if all the knives cut and roasted it, it was still strong and stubborn and let out a heavy beat, I am afraid that everyone would have thought that he had died in this unimaginable pain

Shen Li glanced at the painful young man with his spare eyes, frowned and closed his eyes in contemplation, his expression was a little hesitant, as if he was thinking about an extremely difficult decision

Without thinking about it for long, Shen Li opened his eyes again, his heart moved slightly, he waved lightly in the air, and then .........

Summoned a broken umbrella

The umbrella is very clean, and the umbrella surface is also clean without any embroidery, and the simple one is slightly shabby and shabby

The umbrella bone is bent and yellow and rolled, as if it has been burned in the fire, although the umbrella handle is very thick, but it gives people a very vicissitudes of life, because you can see countless cracks, it seems to have borne some kind of unimaginable weight, there are many holes of different sizes on the umbrella surface, quite cold, but there are many water traces, it seems that it has just been drenched in a drizzle

The murky water droplets slowly dripped down the holes and umbrella bones to the ground, making a nice sound on the tick

The holes that can be seen everywhere, the umbrella bones full of cracks, and the shabby and desolate shape make this already simple broken umbrella as sad and desolate as the remnants of the leaves in the mountains

But no matter how shabby, simple, and bleak this umbrella is, it will give people a very solid and reliable sense of steadiness

The umbrella slowly floated from the darkness, floated to Shen Li's hand, and was placed by Shen Li next to Xu Zi'an

The umbrella is not big, but it perfectly covers the thin body of the teenager

It also covers the darkness

The gazebo outside the town provides shelter from the wind and rain and the moonlight

Naturally, this umbrella can also shelter from the wind and rain and at night

The umbrella cloth reveals a kind of intoxicating ghostly light, and those invisible forces that are free in the darkness gradually converge in the hole of this umbrella, and become wisps of silk, and the light and land are blurred

The frequency of the beating of the chest gradually eased, the bulging green tendons and huge beads of sweat on the body gradually returned to normal, the blood between the ears and eyes did not dry, but it had stopped flowing, and the face twisted by the pain gradually returned to its usual beauty, but because the face was covered with blood, no other expression could be seen

Xu Zi'an sat up slowly, holding the handle of the umbrella tightly

The feeling of starting was a little cold, and a simple and heavy meaning immediately spread to his heart, and the feeling was very familiar, as if he had seen it before

Perhaps because the umbrella handle was too heavy, Xu Zi'an bowed his head slightly at this time, and his thin clothes drooped on his shoulders

Seeing that Xu Zi'an was already awake, Shen Li moved his gaze back and looked directly at the mountain-like wall in the dark, and the sealing knife tilted downward, and there were countless red rays of light rolling wantonly on the tip of the knife

The light is like blood

Heroic and desolate, twilight splendor