This mountain peak is called Longji Peak, and Daqing was trapped in this peak back then.

Only now, time flies, and in a blink of an eye, decades have passed.

At this time, the three of Tianyi stood on the top of the mountain, looking at each other, flowing clouds like flocculents, fluttering and floating.

Looking at the vast mountains and rivers, the old things, accompanied by the slow reflection of the skylight, splashing ink wantonly, freehand the past.

Qianyu and Chiba leaned on the left and right of Tianyi, and their eyes were picturesque.

After a long while, Tianyi spoke: "Yu'er, Ye'er, do you want the Imperial City of Middle-earth?"

Hearing this, the two women were stunned.

Qian Yu said: "Uncle, it's been so long, and I don't know what happened to Brother Huzi?"

As she spoke, Qianyu sighed softly.

Chiba didn't respond, but the thoughts in his eyes were quite mixed.

It's not that she thinks of someone who has such a demeanor, or that the person she thinks of is already different from her.

After a little silence, Qian Yu said, "Uncle, is our plan still the same?"

As she spoke, Qianyu stared at Tianyi.

According to the previous plan, the three of them will travel around the storm and eventually return to Middle-earth from the land of Simon.

But in Shicai, Tianyi's words evoked Qianyu's nostalgia for Middle Earth.

Tianyi smiled and said, "Yu'er, do you want to go back to Middle-earth?"

Qian Yu was slightly stunned and opened her mouth, but she didn't know how to answer.

Chiba said: "Sister Yu'er, if you want to go back to Middle-earth, we can go back here." ”

Qian Yu pondered for a moment and said, "Let's go according to the original plan!"

After saying that, Qian Yu looked at Tianyi.

Tianyi smiled faintly, didn't say anything, turned around slightly, and then left along the side path.

The two girls were a little late, and then followed closely behind Tianyi.

......

In the blink of an eye, two days passed, and the three of Tianyi went from Yunxi.

Seeing through the smoke and looking at it, thousands of mountains and ravines are more and more strange, and the forest sea is vast and verdant.

Along the way, the water is surrounded by mountains, and the green peaks are verdant and verdant.

The road is shaken by a green wooden boat, and you can see the tea smoke curling, and you can see the lantern flames, the end of the world, and the clouds and rain are singing.

This night, the three of Tianyi stopped in a forest stream.

The moonlight dissolves, the green is thousands of heavy, the sky is windy and waves, and the mountains and seas are blue.

At this moment, on a mountain not far from the three of Tianyi, there were two figures standing in the wind.

One of them, with a dignified body, stood there as sharp as a sword.

This person doesn't do anything else, he is the sword king, one of the three kings of Nangong.

The person who greeted the Sword King was an old man with vicissitudes of life, and the old man held a sword in his hand.

But this sword has no edge, and even if the moon shines, it looks extremely bleak.

After a long silence, the old man spoke: "I heard that the Sword King of Nangong has long been fond of swords, and today I have to meet the old man, how can I not dismantle the tricks?"

As he spoke, the old man smiled indifferently.

The Sword King's eyebrows were as usual, and he said, "The strength of the predecessors should be far superior to me, right?"

As early as when he met this old man, the Sword King noticed that the latter's strength was far stronger than him.

Hearing what the Sword King said, the old man said, "What's the matter, are you afraid?"

The Sword King smiled indifferently and said, "You also said that I love swords as much as my life, even if I die under the sword, that is my destiny." ”

Hearing this, the old man's expression was slightly moved, and he continued: "I have no grudge against you, how can I take your life?"

The Sword King was unmoved, and his eyes always carried the sharpness of a sword.

Next, the two didn't say anything to each other, just stared at each other.

At this moment, under the night moon, the trees are all silver, the mountains are covered with moonlight, the broken mountains are suspicious of the obstacles, and the hanging stream is flying.

After a while, the Sword King waved his hand lightly.

"Whew!"

Then I saw that a touch of blue light disappeared, and the Taiyi long sword appeared, the blade of the sword was like frost and snow, and the cold light was pressing.

The old man and the sword king stood facing each other, holding a bladeless long sword in his hand, and his eyes were unwavering.

At this moment, the two of them had their swords in their hands, and they were speechless at each other, only the only thing left was - no blade shimmering, too one was cold.

Not far from the two of them, there is a waterfall hanging in the air.

At this time, the waterfall is cold, the moon is obscure, the wind is full of cliffs, and the mountain rain is coming.

After the silence, the old man spoke: "Sword King, before you start, you may answer me a question?"

The Sword King said: "Senior, please speak." ”

The old man said, "In your eyes, how about my Futu Sword?"

The Sword King paused, and slowly spoke: "Futu Futu, floating as a picture, the sword has no edge, and it is not stuck in things." ”

Hearing this, the old man frowned, and the words of the Sword King touched him a lot.

Next, the old man didn't speak again, the hand holding the sword shook slightly, only to see a green cold rushing into the sky, and the cold sword qi made Liuhe depressed and the eight desolations trembled.

In the face of the old man's fierce momentum, the sword king was as usual, he slowly closed his eyes, his body was quite proud, his shape was strong, and he was full of intentions.

At this time, in the eyes of the Sword King, the figure of the old man was gone, and the Futu long sword that was diagonally held in his hand also changed color, and the shape was like empty light.

Seeing the Sword King's demeanor, the old man was suddenly surprised, and his face was full of disbelief on the way to fly.

For some reason, the old man actually felt a kind of sword realm in the Sword King at this time, a sword realm that far surpassed his sword path.

At the same time, the Taiyi long sword held by the Sword King suddenly gathered the cold and became dim and dull, until it disappeared.

It feels like there is no sword in the sword king's hand.

The old man, like the Sword King, regards the sword as his life, he has dedicated his life to the way of the sword, how can he not feel the sword intent on the Sword King at this moment?

That sword intent may no longer be able to be called sword intent, because it is like emptiness, more like a kind of emptiness that forgets both things and me.

Seeing that the old man was about to rush to the Sword King, but at this moment, the old man suddenly spoke softly.

This sigh distanced the bright moon in the sky and alienated the suspended stream.

The old man's heart has been torn between distance and estrangement.

He hung in front of the Sword King, and his hand holding the sword trembled a little.

After a long while, the old man spoke, "I am defeated." ”

Hearing this, the Sword King slowly opened his eyes, and he only felt that he had just entered a wonderful realm, and that feeling was quite similar to the power of heaven and earth when it resonated, but heaven and earth were replaced by heaven and earth.

After a while, the Sword King said: "Senior, how can there be any success or failure?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, and smiled bitterly: "No wonder I have never reached that realm, it turns out that in my heart, there has always been a saying of success or failure." ”

The Sword King smiled and said nothing, how could he not be as good as the old man said?

If it weren't for meeting Tianyi, after giving him a personal understanding, the Sword King would not have found his true self in the way of the sword.

The old man sighed, turned around and wanted to fly away.

In this regard, the Sword King was indifferent.

Not long after he got up, the old man was stunned, he turned his back to the Sword King, and said, "The title of Sword King should just be your alias, right?"

Hearing this, the Sword King smiled lightly, and then said, "My real name is Jian Gu. ”

"Sword Lone?"

The old man was stunned and sighed: "Swordsman, Lonely!"

The words stopped, and the person did not stop, only one showed his body, and turned into a streamer and said goodbye to the moon.

Looking at the old man's distant figure, the Sword King smiled.

Since the situation in the Fenglan Continent stabilized, he began his traveling career.

But right now, he has to hurry up and rush back to the land of Nangong, because soon, Nangong Wensheng will be the new Nangong Pavilion Master, and as the three kings of Nangong, he will naturally not be absent from such a prosperous era.

After half a sound, the Sword King wanted to turn around and leave.

But at the moment when the Sword King turned around, his body suddenly fell.

When I raised my eyes, I saw a waterfall not far away, and I don't know when, there was an extra figure.

The figure, dressed in snow white, even with his hair in a bun was extremely white, and he stood in the moonlight, particularly conspicuous.

The Sword King frowned, stretched his body, and flew towards the white shadow.

In a short time, the Sword King had already come to the White Shadow.

When he saw Bai Ying's true appearance, the Sword King was suddenly stunned, and said in disbelief: "Master Bai?"

Tianyi smiled and said, "Your Excellency the Sword King, don't come unharmed?"

The Sword King calmed down a little and said, "I'm fine, but I don't know, why is Master Bai here?"

Tianyi said: "I came here with Yu'er and Ye'er, and suddenly I heard a sound here, so I came to take a look." ”

The Sword King smiled apologetically and said, "If you disturb Master Bai, please forgive me." ”

As he spoke, the Sword King and Tianyi glanced at each other, and then left.

Seeing this, Tianyi said: "Your Excellency the Sword King, you said that this waterfall flying water may wash away the dust of the world?"

The Sword King paused and replied, "Why does Master Bai have this question?"

Tianyi smiled: "It's just a casual ask." ”

The Sword King nodded, not wanting to ask more, and then stepped away.

Tianyi didn't go to keep the Sword King, and let his figure fade away under the pale white moonlight.

Many times, Tianyi returned.

Seeing Tianyi's return, Qianyu and Chiba cast their eyes together.

Qian Yu said, "Uncle, where did you go just now?"

Tianyi smiled and said, "I went to see the old man." ”

"The deceased?"

Qianyu frowned slightly.

Tianyi bowed his head and said, "Nangong Pavilion, Sword King." ”

Qian Yu thought about it, although he didn't have a deep impact on the Sword King, he didn't forget it.

Chiba frowned and said, "Uncle Bai, what is he doing here?"

Tianyi said: "He's the same as us." ”

Hearing this, Chiba thought about it for a while, but didn't ask anything more.

......

At the same time, north of the North Underworld, on that lonely island in the sea of winds.

Yan Yue stood in front of the window, holding a mini boat in her hands.

She had maintained this posture for some time, and her eyes were full of sorrow.

With Yan Yue's mind, after only thinking about it a little, he also realized that the man who came before was not malicious.

And the "entrusted by others" in the man's mouth does not refer to others, but to Tianyi.

Tianyi had promised Yanyue that when he was free, he would send Yanyue back to the vicissitudes.

Only now, Yanyue did not wait for Tianyi, but waited for the opportunity to return to the vicissitudes of life.

But this opportunity, Yan Yue was reluctant to touch.

Because of her now, her heart has become uneasy.

She didn't know what she was waiting for.....