One day in early winter, the weather was suddenly cold, a snow fell on the lonely mountain, the birds hid somewhere, did not hear the cranes, did not hear the apes, and the sky and the earth were white.

The waterfall of the Broken Cloud Cliff was also frozen, hanging on the edge of the cliff, like a bright ribbon.

The sword forest was covered with a thick layer of snow, and the branches of the heavy snow made a sound.

From time to time, a large pile of snow would fall from the tree on a certain disciple's body, burrow into his neck, and then slide into his back from the neck, often startling the disciple to take a breath of cold air, so he stopped his sword and began to shake off the snow on his body and clothes.

The bamboo chair outside the sword forest was also snowing, and Zhang Ze didn't come today.

Although the small courtyard looks simpler, as a dazzling genius of the Lingyun Palace, it is naturally highly valued, but the place where it lives is no different from that of an ordinary disciple.

Fortunately, it's not very cold.

There was a stove in the yard, and he moved it into the house, and it was difficult to find some dry wood to make a fire.

The firewood burned so hard that you could hear the crackling sound of burning.

When he finally felt that he had nothing more to do, he wanted to go outside.

The snow fell deeply, and the cold wind blew dry, and it hurt a little on the skin, like countless knives.

The disciples practiced swords in the woods, and occasionally hares lingered in the snow.

In such weather, it is best to sleep comfortably in the bed, there may be few people in the tavern in Linji Town, if the hot pot restaurant is still open, then of course it is best to have a meal.

Zhang Ze did not go, but walked slowly in the snow aimlessly, for him this kind of weather is suitable for stepping on the snow to drink, but the big disadvantage is that there is no alcohol.

The five huge buildings that fall into the Yunshang Peak of the Lonely Mountain are the five halls of Yunfeng, which are the Qingxiu Palace, the Qingluan Palace, the Vermilion Bird Palace, the Juntian Palace, and the Lingyun Palace.

Hundreds of miles of lonely mountains are very large, the peak on the clouds is higher, the five halls are scattered, and then there are countless houses and eaves below, now they are all white, melted in the snow scene, it is natural, there is the residence of disciples and teachers.

The shoes have been wet with snow for a long time, and they are a little numb. Zhang Ze had already wrapped his clothes a little. He looked at the peak of Yunshang Peak, hidden in the deep clouds and mist, there was a large hall there, not the five halls of Yunshang Peak, but the Chengtian Palace, where the head of the lonely mountain lived.

A gust of cold wind pierced, and I still felt a little cold.

After walking for a long time, he stopped, but he only cared about the scenery but did not know that there was a cliff in front of him, the mountain road was extremely steep, coupled with a thick layer of snow, it was naturally difficult to walk, if he was not careful, he would roll down the cliff.

He turned around and looked behind him, and it turned out that he had gone far. Looking down from here, the sword trial forest has become a very small piece, and the small black dots in the forest are the disciples practicing swords.

It is very remote from the five halls, and the woods are shading, and it is difficult to find this cliff from below.

This is the Broken Cloud Cliff?

He's in retreat here?

He tried to walk over, but he didn't plan to risk it, so he turned around and walked down the hill.

Just as he turned around, a voice suddenly came from nowhere:

"Those who don't know, why do you want to leave when you come?"

Zhang Ze had already looked around, but he didn't find anyone, and he carefully searched for a few places where it was easy to hide, and when he was sure that there was no one, he thought that he had some auditory hallucinations.

Just as he was about to leave, the voice sounded again:

"I have a sword, are you willing to accept it?"

Zhang Ze had already realized that it was not his auditory hallucination, and said: "I don't accept the sword, and I don't practice. ”

The voice said, "Strange! I have the supreme mystical sword technique, but you can't hear it?"

Zhang Ze has said: "It's not as good as a hot pot." ”

The voice said, "Interesting, interesting, why did you break into this place?"

Zhang Ze has said: "I walked in the snow for a long time, and I didn't mean to walk here. ”

"This is a forbidden place, even if you have no intention, if you let them know that you will be punished for a felony. ”

Zhang Ze has already said: "This is not the Broken Cloud Cliff?"

The voice smiled: "Broken Cloud Cliff? ”

"In that case, then I'm leaving. ”

"As a disciple of the Lonely Mountain, but you don't know where the Broken Cloud Cliff is?"

"I'm not a disciple of Lonely Mountain. ”

"Oh?"

"I'm a sword boy. ”

"Interesting, that sword boy, can you get past this cliff?"

Zhang Ze had already looked at the dangerous cliff in front of him and said, "You can give it a try." ”

There were a few soft wattles on the edge of the cliff, which he tore off and tied to his shoes, and walked slowly along the edge of the cliff.

In fact, the air is abnormally cold, and the cliff wall will be stuck if the skin is stained after being frozen for a long time, and the person who pulls it will be painful.

The cliff road was dozens of meters dangerous, and Zhang Ze had climbed over carefully, and almost slipped his feet several times!

When you go to the back, the road is wider, and you can see the front clearly, there is no road anymore, but a cliff face, which is also wide, and seems to be able to accommodate dozens of people.

In the center of the cliff stood a black stone tablet, on which was tied a wrist-thick black iron chain, but the other end of the chain was on a person.

The man, dressed in sackcloth, with his long hair hanging down from his chest to cover his face, sat cross-legged in front of the monument, and the snow was so deep on his shoulders that he looked as if he had fallen asleep.

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