The sword light is like autumn water, and the swordsman is like autumn dew, this is really a true portrayal of these swordsmen.

With the rising sun, a sword light pierced the dawn and flew up to Donghua Peak like a meteor, with the sound of Qingyue's sword. At the top of Donghua Peak, the swordsmen were shocked by the sound of the sword, and at the same time woke up from their sleep.

After a night of wind and frost, they were covered with a layer of light blue crystals, as if they had all turned into sharp swords, cold, simple, and indestructible.

Xiao Hua finally fell asleep last night, and a piercing sound of breaking the air woke him up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a sea of clouds in front of him, and his limbs did not touch the ground, making him dizzy for a while.

"I'm dreaming, right?" Xiao Hua wasn't fully awake yet, thinking he was dreaming, otherwise how could he fly?

Yan Nan's voice came from behind him, "Senior Brother Xiao is really powerful! I actually slept on a stick all night, and the foolish brother sighed to himself!"

Xiao Hua glanced back, and there were a bunch of people standing on the edge of the cliff, looking at him with admiration. Looking back at himself, he was shocked to find that he had fallen asleep on the iron rod leaning out of the cliff, as if he was flying......

"Oh my mom!" Xiao Hua almost blurted out in surprise, with a "boom" in his head, and his scalp was numb.

Last night, in order to prevent him from rolling down, he blocked the stick in front of him, and somehow he fell asleep on the stick, and when he looked back, as long as he turned over a little in his sleep, he didn't know how he died!

Farther away, a sword light exploded, and the lord of Donghua Peak, Wu Yazi, revealed his figure, he saw this scene, and sighed in his heart: "It's a pity that this son didn't worship under his own door, otherwise, he would definitely become a peerless swordsman in the future!"

Sword cultivation doesn't talk about talent, only about guts, the more daring you are, the higher your achievements, Xiao Hua's courage is so big that it can't be boundless......

Inexplicably, Xiao Hua put a B on this Donghua Peak, but the problem is that he can't get down after loading. Now he was cold, his limbs were weak, and he didn't dare to move at all, just clinging to the stick in his arms.

It's not a way to go on like this, and if you go down again, you will have to be embarrassed, he endured the discomfort, closed his eyes and said: "Brother Yan, my hands and feet are numb after crawling all night, can you get me down?"

The word "get" exudes a sense of lightness, indicating that you don't care about this matter as much as you do, and you can do it anyway. Yan Nan really didn't take it seriously, stepped up, grabbed Xiao Hua's back socket, and easily picked him up.

When his feet finally landed, Xiao Hua let out a long breath and pulled out the stick.

He was about to install another combination set when a voice came from a distance, "The time has come, let's start practicing the sword." ”

The master ordered, those overhauls immediately found their own positions, "swish" practiced, the peak suddenly had a cold light, Xiao Hua was shocked, and hurriedly found a position that could not be rowed, and looked at it with interest. Why can't it be rowed? It's behind the cliff, who dares to try it at him!

Xiao Hua is actually very studious, he can't take his eyes off it, although he can't understand it at all, but he can watch it lively.

Contrary to popular belief, swordsmen don't always use swords, in fact, less than half of them use swords here. The word "sword" in the swordsman actually refers to the edge, and all Donghua Peak with sharp weapons are recruited.

People who like sharp weapons are not cold to blunt weapons by nature, and Wuyazi is no exception, he glanced at Xiao Hua, who was holding an iron rod behind him, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and said: "Senior Brother Yunyang's fire stick is good, but it is a little missing, why don't you refine a gun head for you personally?"

Xiao Hua understood after a little pondering that he must have pampered Yun Yangzi like this before, and was rejected mercilessly, this is to deceive himself when he is young, and he wants to give him a trick!

I don't understand what is wrong with this person, is it possible that he wants to put a sharp point on everything he sees? Why didn't he put a gun on his head?

"Uncle Shi......" Xiao Hua realized that he was being targeted, and this Donghua Feng was afraid that he couldn't stay any longer, so he immediately hugged his fists with a smile, "It's easy to say, but it's ...... Master asked me to go to Xihua Peak today, let's talk about it in the future, hehe...... Again. ”

After saying hello, Xiao Hua hurriedly slipped away, he was afraid that people would be strong, and when the stick would turn into a gun, Yun Yangzi would have to break his legs! Don't think that this kind of thing is impossible, people who practice swords are overbearing, what can't they do?

This Donghua Peak didn't seem to be much fun, and Xiao Hua hurriedly got up the road down the mountain.

Before going down, he glanced at Nanhua Peak, black smoke curled up on it, everything was as usual, it seemed that there should be nothing wrong.

Hurriedly said goodbye to Yannan, this trip to Donghua Peak was not very interesting, Xiao Hua thought that his life was too hard, but he didn't expect that these sword cultivators were more bitter than himself, and he was suddenly interested.

He was originally going to go to Beihua Peak to see those martial cultivators again, but looking at the snow-covered mountain from afar, think about it, forget it, these people are estimated to be no better, so let's go directly to Xihua Peak to play.

The distance of this trip was very long, he bypassed Zhonghua Peak, and did not come to the bottom of Xihua Peak until noon, and climbed the steps up the mountain.

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The peak of Xihua Peak has a wide range, with pavilions and pavilions, carved beams and painted buildings, and all kinds of facilities are readily available, which is more luxurious than the royal inner courtyard. This is the place with the largest number of disciples in the Wuhua Sect, firstly, the practice of magic is considered to be orthodox in cultivating immortals, and secondly, it is said that the life above is very comfortable.

There is a purple bamboo forest in the mountain in front of Xihua, the fairy atmosphere is dense, the sound of the piano is curling, there are a few people who are stroking the piano and playing the flute here, talking loudly.

This group of four people is a well-known disciple in the sect, but it is faintly centered on a new disciple, not because of his profound cultivation, but because of his special identity.

Qi Xiaohou is the first person among the new disciples of Xihua Peak in this session, but he is not just a bargain of status and status, he is known as the first immortal cultivation genius in a hundred years, and his qualifications are so good that people are jealous.

"Senior Brother Qi has only been here for a month, and he has broken through to the third layer of the Xuan Realm, with such qualifications, he should be a petite son!" The man who stroked the qin stopped, stroked the five locks of long beard and sighed: "According to the brother, there is no one who can compare to the Wuhua Sect after the number of five Huazong!"

The others echoed one after another, but the female monk who played the flute pulled a flower from the hole flute and said: "Senior Brother Qi's genius is true, but the Yannan on Donghua Peak is not far behind, in my opinion, the two can be called peerless and proud." ”

Everyone echoed again, but they all seemed to have forgotten that this Tianjiao disciple was neither Qi Xiaohou nor Yan Nan, but someone else......

Qi Xiaohou's face tightened a little, and his expression became a little unnatural, but he didn't say anything.

The man stroked the qin for a moment, and said suspiciously: "In the past, whenever I stroked the qin, the piano bird would come to listen, why don't you see it today? Could it be that my piano skills have regressed?"

As soon as his words fell, there was a "chirping" sound in the distance of the bamboo forest, as crisp and pleasant as the sound of a piano, but he was somehow a little flustered.

Qi Xiaohou chuckled and said: "Senior brother's piano skills are a thousand miles a day, why do you want to regress, you see this is not ......"

As he spoke, Qi Xiaohou stopped his mouth, his eyes widened, and he raised his hand and pointed forward with a shocked face, "Why is he ......?"

Everyone followed his fingers, and saw a young man striding over, carrying a swarthy iron rod on his left shoulder, and a big bird in his right hand, flapping his wings and struggling and screaming.