The walls were ruined, and he could no longer hear the shouts of killing in the sky. The shattered and scattered rubble had punctured the sleeves of her clothes in a few places, but the woman in her arms was still unharmed.

At this time, the Taixu Hall was like a sea of fire, with gunsmoke rising everywhere, and people were constantly falling.

Many years later, he crossed the three bridges, realized no words, lived in the immortals, explained the language, established the heavens, and summoned the illusion immortals, only to know why he couldn't stay with each other......

"I don't think I can wait......" The woman's face was as peaceful as ever, but there were more dust and ashes. At this moment, there is no extra strength, and I can't care about wiping it off.

Those watery eyes only stared deeply at the man in front of him.

Whose tears are falling quietly in white clothes over snow? and whose eyes are overflowing?

He couldn't hold back any longer.

"No, no...... I'm back, I'll marry you now, I'll marry you now......" With a "bang", the Xuanming Sword fell to the ground, and he hugged the woman in his arms tightly, and no one could see his face clearly.

Maybe with a sword, you can't hold her, right?

It was the first time that a man cried in front of her, and he couldn't care so much anymore and cried in front of the woman he loved.

The woman shook her head with a forced smile, raised her hand as if she had exhausted all the strength in her body, and gently wiped away his tears.

How she wished he could stay in her eyes forever, but his eyes slowly closed unobediently, and the endless darkness came like a flood.

The oath that had been promised in his gentle eyes was now only about to be broken.

"Ding......

Finally, the woman's hand fell from his face. Half of the jade pendant then fell from her sleeve to the ground with a crisp crashing sound.

The sky seemed to be dark in an instant.

She closed her eyes softly, as if she was sleeping quietly, but she would never wake up again.

It was a peerless smile that flowed between heaven and earth, like a white and flawless lily withering at its peak.

"No". He raised his head to the sky and roared, and the sword he had abandoned to the ground let out a low groan.

At this time, the "Summoning Snow" in the woman's hand faintly white fairy qi swirled, as if it was a final goodbye, but this sword qi was slightly different from the past, and it was gone in a blink of an eye.

Excalibur could no longer feel the spiritual power infusion of his master, and his brilliance gradually disappeared.

Many people have already noticed the small battle situation of Yun Haotai, but more eyes are greedy for those two artifacts. After a while, all kinds of magic weapons and secret weapons came in mid-air.

Something you want to defend, but you've lost it, don't you?

Stretch out your hand, take the sword! There is a dragon chanting that is deafening, and the sound is roaring for nine days.

The wind around him became more and more urgent, and the broken bricks and tiles were scattered, and they all left the almost crazy man.

"Sword Illusory Dragon Technique! This is the Sword Illusory Dragon Technique!" an old voice began to whisper.

This moment is like being silent for a long time, and this moment is even more shaking the world!

More and more eyes are on this, on him.

On the Taixu Palace, the first seat of each hall was also moved.

"Ah......" The blood gradually stained the sleeves red, and the Xuanming Sword in his hand was killing all over his body with golden light at this moment, and who could stop him?

Although those magic weapons that had been fought before had sword skills to protect their bodies, there were still several of them on his body, but he didn't seem to know it. The four true dragons that were summoned rushed to kill as if they had entered a no-man's land, and the people of the Demon Sect fell one by one.

He seems to be crazy, and the tenderness that once existed in his ears against death has now only become cold in his arms.

What is good and evil! What is loyalty! It is obviously the injustice of heaven!

"Dead ...... Die!ah......" Several more people from the Demon Sect fell, his eyes were bloodshot, and the hand holding the Xuanying Sword trembled slightly.

At this time, some people have begun to want to avoid the person in front of them, whether it is the so-called demon path or the righteous path, there are people who try their best to avoid this person, avoid this person who doesn't know if it's pitiful or terrible.

Until...... A flag was thrown in the air......

The moon was bright and the stars were thin, and the evening breeze blew the branches outside the cabin gently and rattled, and some of the leaves that could not withstand the wind had also fallen.

The sudden lit candlelight broke the silence of the night, and the slightly lonely figure leaned lightly on the windowsill, as if still contemplating the dream just now.

The night is long, and there is no end in sight......

Towering green peaks, towering into the clouds. At the end of the south of the Central Plains, the head of the mountains of Tianqi Mountain occupies the heaven and the earth, and the eight main peaks are arranged in the direction of Taiji Bagua, which is natural.

As early as the beginning of the founding of the Tianchuan faction, the ancestor of the Tianchuan faction set up eight halls to guard its main peak, headed by "Chengling", and occupied the position of the earthquake hexagram. After that, there are seven halls of "moving stars", "autumn water", "looking at the wind", "sunny view", "falling clouds", "envy phoenix" and "Qingyi", and ask the descendants that the eight main peaks are indispensable.

I only sigh that this world is changeable, and there are many in case that there is a follow-up.

The sun had already risen, and a quiet path led to the place where the disciples of Yangjingtang lived. He Laifeng was dressed in vulgar clothes and walked on the small stone road.

Turning around the courtyard, you can see a few small bamboos in the flower bed.

Through the window, a young man of about eighteen or nineteen years old was sitting on the bed and watching the two birds play on the windowsill.

The hidden door was gently pushed open, and the young man smiled slightly: "Senior brother!".

It turned out that this He Lai Feng was the head of the disciples of Yangjingtang. Zhao Huanran, the master of Yangjingtang, is well-versed in Taoism, and his disciples are also outstanding. He Laifeng went up the mountain earlier, was not surprised, treated people gently, and was accepted as a big disciple by him. The young man called Shi Xin, an orphan from the village that Zhao Huanran saw when he went down the mountain ten years ago, and his kindness and simplicity caught his eye at a glance, and after a few inquiries, he took Tianzhan to teach Taoism.

It is not unreasonable to say that there is a definite number in the dark. Shixin has a calm temperament, few words, but has excellent talent, and treats people and things with ease; he lives up to Zhao Huanran's knowledge of people in the past, and is more outstanding among the younger disciples.

At this time, He Laifeng quipped: "Isn't it that the scenery of the sun has made the junior brother tired of watching, so he will watch the wild sparrows playing?"

Shi Xin got up and poured tea, and smiled slightly: "Senior brother said that he laughed, everyone in the world knows the scenery of the world and Tianzhen, and the fairyland of Tianzhen is the most prosperous in Yangjing, how can Shi Xin be tired of it?"

"Haha, you, when did you learn to be so flamboyant? This time Senior Brother came to explain something to you. With that, he took out a letter from his bosom and handed it to Shi Xin.

The envelope is written with the words "Lingmo personally opened", the pen style is vigorous and favorable, and the pen is thick and clean.

"Yesterday, Master sent me to send this letter to Uncle Lingmo in Qiushui Hall, but unexpectedly someone suddenly came to the head of the sect this morning, asking Master to go to Chengling Hall to discuss matters quickly, and ordered me to stay before leaving. Your second senior brother is not here when he goes down the mountain, so I'm afraid that this letter delivery will trouble you to make a trip. ”

Shi Xin took it with a smile and said, "Senior brother is polite, I'll send the letter." ”

Yangjingtang was originally a major branch of the Tianchao faction, and there were many disciples in the hall a hundred years ago, but it has been passed down to the present generation, and the hall master Zhao Huanran strictly accepts disciples, but the number is not as good as back then. The living place is quiet and empty, so disciples can be alone in a room like a stone heart.

After He Laifeng left, Shi Xin changed into clean clothes and put the letter away closely. Just as he was about to go out, a pretty girl came out at the end of the courtyard. Yingying dress, skin as white as snow, a pair of bright eyes under the eyebrows are extremely beautiful.

"Senior Brother Shi!"

The smile on his pretty face made Shi Xin unable to hide, and he was about to go back, but there was a coquettish voice behind him: "Stop!" Now he had to stop, turned back obediently, and said with a "sincere" smile on his face: "Ah, it turned out to be a little junior sister?"

Zhao Xiaoying on the other side was full of anger: "What are you running?

"Where did the junior sister say this, I remembered that there was something that I didn't take, so I ......"

"Cut, come less. Zhao Xiaoying interrupted: "I came to look for you just now, but I met Senior Brother and said that you have something to go out of." Where are you going?"

"This ......," Shi Xin said hesitantly.

"Tell me, don't you...... Are you going down the mountain?" I saw that her anger was still gone, and her curiosity and surprise jumped into her face, which was so cute.

Although Zhao Xiaoying had only returned to Yangjingtang for a few days, Shi Xin knew that the pearl in the palm of his master was still as playful as when he was a child, and if he wanted to say that he would go down the mountain, he would definitely use all kinds of means to follow, so he immediately replied in a hurry: "No, no, no, it's not going down the mountain." Master just asked me to send a letter to Uncle Lingmo of Qiushuitang. ”

"Ah, go to Qiushui Hall?" Zhao Xiaoying said with a disappointed face: "It must be because my father is worried that my mother won't find me and is in a hurry, so I will write a letter and send it." Hey, if you knew this was the case, why did you bother in the first place?" The last sentence was quite quiet, and Shi Xin couldn't really hear it. Then he asked, "What?"

Zhao Xiaoying saw that she couldn't go down the mountain to play, so she waved her hand impatiently: "It's nothing, it's nothing, then you go, I won't delay you." After saying that, he turned around and left, and suddenly seemed to think of something, seven points naughty and three points mysteriously turned back and said: "Hehe, this time you have to take the peach blossom luck, take advantage of it." After saying that, he walked out of the courtyard with a smile.

Shi Xin is not a wooden person, I have heard that the "Qiushui Hall" and "Xianfeng Hall" of the master only accept female disciples, even if he knows what his naughty little sister means. I had to shake my head helplessly, and went out of the courtyard and rode away with the wind.

Tianzha Mountain, the main hall of the Chengling Hall.

The fairy aura on the square of the Taixu Palace is full of immortality, looking at it by the railing, it seems like a sea of clouds churning, and the eyes are out of reach, just like a fairyland. It's just that in the forbidden place in the back mountain, it is not so peaceful and harmonious.

At the mouth of the Sealed Demon Valley, a mysterious figure flashed in a trance.

The wind blowing from the shade of the back mountain was mixed with a hint of coolness, but the two people standing in front of the barrier were unmoved. At this time, the mana of the sealing array was not as strong as it was back then, and the brilliance was looming. But Rao is like this, but he also firmly seals Taniguchi.

"Senior Brother Boss, let me go and find the 'Heavenly Blazing' Beast. The middle-aged man who spoke was none other than Zhao Huanran, the hall master of Yangjing Hall, and I saw that his face was solemn, a little less kind to his disciples on weekdays, and a little more aggressive.

And the man who stood one step in front of him saw only a slightly old back, and could not see his face clearly.

For some reason, the breeze blowing from the back mountain actually blew the blue and gray robe of the person in front of him to move. He stared at the looming enchantment, and said in a deep voice for a while: "The ancient holy beast is a remnant of the desolation, and it has not appeared for thousands of years, and it is unknown whether it is still left in this world, but I am afraid that it will not be easy to find." ”

"Could it be that Senior Brother still wants to repair the sword formation? Senior Brother has forgotten how Senior Uncle Lu ......?"

"I know it's my concern. "The quiet real person said categorically.

Zhao Huanran knew that he was speechless, and he didn't speak again, he still respected this senior brother for a hundred years.

"Don't talk about it, have you informed Senior Sister Lingmo about Senior Sister Yang? This matter is very important, and there is no need for others to know about it for the time being. ”

"The letter has been written. ”

Qingyou Zhenren nodded, sighed and said: "Only by opening the sword array can you cast a spell to repair it, and now it seems that the most suitable magic weapon to open the sword array is the Snow Summoning Sword." ”

Zhao Huanran was silent, after all, there were some things that he didn't say as a junior brother, and he knew it.

With the passage of time, how many things have been told and forgotten by people throughout the ages, and finally become unknown? How many people are worthy of the praise of storytellers and become heroes in their mouths? Heaven and earth are long, and sigh that fate should be like this......

A white light streaked across the sky and landed on the Autumn Water Hall. Shi Xin staggered a few steps and shouted in danger. Although he has devoted himself to practicing the supreme method of this sect "Xuantian Heart Determination" in the past few years, his mysteries can only be said to be glimpsed one or two, so now he has only realized the fourth level of "distraction".

But even so, he has surpassed many of his fellow brothers who came in a few years earlier than him, and he will be proud of it in his spare time.

After all, cultivating the true cultivation of the Tao is not drinking tea and eating. At that time, the ancestor of the Tianchuan faction said that the Tao is the mystery of all things. He entered the Tao at the age of 10 and went through a hundred years of enlightenment, until he was 449 years old, when he crossed the realm of the cycle of life and death through the "Guanxiang Array", transcended the realm of the cycle of life and death, and attained the featherement of the Dao. Therefore, this "enlightenment" is by no means an overnight thing.

Before he could stand still, he drew a burst of "giggles". Shi Xin followed the sound and saw two women standing behind him. The woman in the white dress was slightly older than herself, and she was dignified and decent. The one who laughed was a little girl, wearing a goose yellow dress, like Zhao Xiaoying, sixteen or seventeen years old, and she was also delicate and moving.

"Hehe, senior sister, look at it, this senior brother is so afraid of our Qiushui Hall, hahaha....... The little girl covered her mouth and snickered.

"Yue'er, don't mess around. The woman in the white dress reproached at this time.

The little girl who was called "Yue'er" was snorted by her sister who loved her, restrained her smile, was a little unconvinced, lowered her head and muttered: "Originally, I was so scared that my legs were weak." ”

Shi Xin listened to it sincerely, his face turned red, and he was not embarrassed.

"This junior brother, junior sister Yue'er is not sensible, don't be surprised. The woman in white said softly.

Shi Xin heard a gentle voice, like a gust of breeze in his heart, and said politely: "Don't get in the way, don't get in the way." ”

"I don't know which senior brother is, is there anything wrong with coming to Qiushui Hall?"

Yue'er said at this time: "Silly boy, this is our senior sister Shen Fan of Qiushui Hall." ”

Shi Xin hurriedly bowed: "It turned out to be Senior Sister Shen, a disciple of Xia Yang Jingtang Shi Xin, and the family teacher sent me to send a letter to Uncle Lingmo, so I hurriedly met her." ”

When Yue'er heard this, she raised her head and hurriedly said to Senior Sister Shen Fan: "Look, Senior Sister, I will say that Senior Sister Xiaoying secretly ran back to Yangjingtang." Uncle Qiao doesn't have to worry anymore. ”

The "Uncle Qiao" in Yue'er's mouth, Shi Xin knows in his heart, is his own master, Master Zhao Huanran's wife, Qiao Yishuang. From the time he started to the present, he has only seen his sister once, that is, when he took away his little sister Zhao Xiaoying. Later, I heard that the senior brother said that there was a quarrel between the master and the master more than ten years ago, and the master slapped the master, and since then the master has run away in anger and returned to the Shimen Qiushui Hall.

During this period, even the head of the family, Qingyou Zhenren, also came forward to adjust a few times, but it was still to no avail. So much so that the two have been at a stalemate until now.

Shi Xin has always been curious, how could such a kind master make a move on his master, but he didn't even know where the reason came from, so he naturally wouldn't know.

Shen Fan smiled slightly, stretched out his slender jade hand and gently slapped Yue'er's forehead, and scolded with a smile: "Yes, yes, Yue'er is so smart, okay?"

Yue'er blinked her eyes and whispered, "It's smart, it's smart." ”

"Well, you go back to the hall to practice the Dao Fa by yourself first, and Senior Sister will come over later. ”

Yue'er seemed to nod a little reluctantly, glanced at Shi Xin, and left the front hall.

Shen Fan sent Yue'er away, turned his head and asked, "Senior Brother Shi, Xiaoying is still obedient, right?"

"Oh, the little junior sister accompanies the master every day, but there is nothing naughty. Shi Xin smiled a little awkwardly.

But he said it with a clear conscience. The fact is that Zhao Xiaoying has returned to Yangjingtang for a few days, and she has already let all the senior brothers see how "powerful" she is as the eldest lady of Yangjingtang.

Except for He Laifeng, the other disciples were more or less teased by her, not waking up and being painted the king eight turtles. Even if they drank tea and drank a mouthful of ink, it really made Shixin and them miserable, and they really didn't dare to speak.

Shen Fan smiled and nodded: "Master is at Uncle Qiao in Qingxin Garden, Houshan, come with me." ”

Shi Xin nodded and agreed: "There is Senior Sister Lao Shen." ”

Following behind Shen Fan, he took a cursory look at the surrounding scenery. After the front hall, different from Yangjingtang, Qiushuitang built a long corridor on the road leading to the back mountain, with flowers and plants at both ends, and walking on the corridor, you can see female disciples doing their homework in twos and threes from a distance. Shi Xin didn't dare to look at it more, and followed Shen Fan closely.

The road up the back mountain is relatively gentle, and it is not as steep as Yangjingtang. When passing by a fork in the road, Shi Xin noticed a tombstone erected in the distance, and strangely enough, there was a sword inserted next to the tomb, which was more than a foot into the earth.

"That's the Snow Summoning Sword. Shen Fan also stopped.

Shi Xin was taken aback: "Divine Sword 'Summoning Snow'?"

"Not bad. ”

Shi Xin's second senior brother Yu Qian is a "Bai Xiaotong", especially obsessed with all kinds of magic weapons and secret weapons.

I have long heard the second senior brother say that there were eight great artifacts in ancient times, and they were gods. As the saying goes, "the artifact of the world cannot be done, and it cannot be grasped; "After being exiled in the world, the Shimen Tianchuan Sect, which has been the head of the righteous path, has only obtained two divine swords so far, but I didn't expect one of them to appear here.

Shi Xin said suspiciously: "This artifact should be the treasure of our Tianchuan Sect, why ......" He looked at Shen Fan questioningly.

Shen Fan sighed: "He Laifeng didn't tell you, this sword is related to your Yangjingtang." The Summoning Snow Sword had been sealed two hundred years ago. ”

"It has something to do with Yangjingtang?" Shi Xin's eyes widened, a little incredulous.

"It's all old things, and we disciples only know one or two, let's go. With that, he walked to a quiet path on the left.

Shi Xin glanced at the tombstone again, birds singing and butterflies dancing, a peaceful scene, and he was fascinated. In the blink of an eye, Shen Fan had already walked farther, he hurriedly shook his head and followed quickly.

Bamboo waves, beautiful scenery, such a scenery has ever changed?

The people buried in the mound have been sleeping quietly for a hundred years. The smile is like a flower, holy and immaculate, if you are still in the world now, you will also look at the changes in this world.

After Shen Fan and Shi Xin left, the divine sword next to the tombstone flashed with a burst of brilliance, but then it slowly faded away, and it returned to its original calm.