readx; A cold rain, rolling mountains. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The strange plank road and the lifting iron chain have carved a volley road in the cliff sky. When the moon came out in the second half of the night, Lin Xiaoan's iron prisoner car was being hoisted in mid-air by iron cables.

The rain and fog gradually dispersed, under the cold moon, the clouds and mountains were heavy, only to see a peak protruding from the cloud mountain, and a cloud mountain turned into a peak. Between the changes of clouds and mountains, where can you distinguish between mountains and clouds. Only when the clouds and mountains collapsed and the moonlight was bright and clean, Lin Xiaoanvil saw the confrontation between the two peaks, but the large semicircle moon was above the two peaks.

However, under the moon, a white cloud was still moving, and Lin Xiaoanli just said: A good peak that can pick the moon with one hand. After speaking, it suddenly dawned on me that this was a cloud mountain.

The Messenger said, "Wise." He said coldly, "The people of the rivers and lakes who have seen this piece of clouds and mountains will die." ”

Lin Xiaoanqin said: "I will live here from now on." It's not an immortal, it's better than an immortal. ”

The sky is blue and the moon is bright, looking back at the rivers and lakes of the world, thousands of acres are clear, and the world is clean. The only discordant thing was the creak of the chains, like a giant beast grinding its teeth in this peak sky.

Alas, Lin Xiaoanli sighed, is this going to heaven? No matter where he goes, anyway, he must be facing a ruthless character that has never been seen in hundreds of years.

Lin Xiaoanan thought, let's close our eyes first, what we can do now is not mess up. Everything is just a dream, and Lin Xiaoan's martial arts experience is like this: swordsmanship always has the meaning of a three-point dream, and then it can be out of reality and uniquely handsome. This martial arts experience naturally comes from her dream-like life.

Close his eyes and recuperate for a moment, Lin Xiaoanan opened his eyes and saw that the overlapping peaks under his eyes were already small, like a bunch of rockeries piled there, and when he looked up, on the top of the lonely peak, a girl, a girl who was very similar to himself stood in the wind. The girl seemed to look back and smile at Lin Xiaoan. However, the smile in the wind suddenly drifted away.

Gu Feng is like a sword that goes straight into the clouds, and this girl is a peerless swordsmanship picked on the tip of the sword. I saw her dancing, the ragged clothes in the wind, the dilapidated and elegant, several styles of swordsmanship, Lin Xiaoanvil was stunned for a while, and a type of swordsmanship in dementia was about to come out. However, it is like a layer of paper separating it.

How can there be such a swordsmanship in the world? Since ancient times, the swordsmanship masters of Shushan have said that swordsmans abandon the French style and then have no flaws, and the swordsmanship exists and then breaks out. Lin Xiaoanli is a loyal supporter of the no-move sword theory. Its sword theory is nothing more than the swordsmanship with the heart, the heart with the body, the body with the footwork, the step with the eye, and the eye with the opponent's swordsmanship. Therefore, Lin Xiaoan's swordsmanship is actually random and changes, and it comes out with the opponent's swordsmanship. Since the age of seventeen, never amorphous. But looking at the swordsmanship of the girl on the lonely peak, there are moves but no flaws, Lin Xiaoanli pretends that if she breaks up with her, she can no longer break her swordsmanship with her sword moves.

In the past, the lie of the East and West Shu Mountains about the peerless swordsmanship, the so-called unbreakable swordsmanship in the world, how could Lin Xiaoanzu believe it, but at this time, looking at the girl's swordsmanship, is there really an unbreakable sword move in the world.

The only thing that cannot be broken in the world is time, and the ancient swordsman said that if the speed of your sword is in line with the frame rate of the movement of all things in the eyes of people, then the flaws in your swordsmanship will be covered by time. The so-called flaws are actually the illusion caused by time in the eyes of people. And the highest state pursued by a true swordsman is to be one with time, which is called the unity of heaven and man.

But the frame rate of time is settled? or only in the dreams of the swordsman.

How long is a dream? In an instant, a dream is over.

How long does a sword move last? In the slightest moment of the sword, the life of oneself or the opponent will come to an end on the tip of the sword.

The girl's swordsmanship became faster and faster, the sword was like one of her fingers, and her ten fingers were like her ten cold swords. Then, there was no sword, no people, only the cold of the ancients, hanging high in January.

Lin Xiaoan's shadow-like dream appeared again. I feel like I'm in that familiar dream when I was a child. Lin Xiaoan's last glance saw the girl's face clearly, and her eyebrows were vaguely similar to herself. When you smile at yourself, it turns out to be yourself.

Then Lin Xiaoanzu woke up, and sure enough, it was a dream. But did you really wake up? Or maybe this half of your life is just a longer dream that you haven't woken up from.

The iron rope is over. Lin Xiaoan's prisoner cart was pulled to the peerless cloud peak by several black-clothed people. A pavilion on the peak, wings are soaring. Three words on the pavilion: Yanyue Pavilion. Out of the pavilion, a white stone path leads to a white palace. Lin Xiaoan's anvil only saw clearly at this time, the original two peaks are opposite, there are hundreds of zhang in between, a white palace rises in the air, starting from the two peaks, thousands of bowls thick iron chains are implicated, paved with white slates, thinking that the foundation. This white palace is built on it, like an eternal white cloud, floating in the time and space frozen by this ghostly workmanship.

At this time, the clouds dispersed, and the fog subsided. Heaven and earth are clear. From a distance, the rivers and lakes of Shishu Mountain are just mustard seeds, and the fame and fortune in this rivers and lakes are not as good as mustard seeds.

Next to the bright moon, the sky is as blue as water, if you look up at the highest peak of this Shu Mountain from the perspective of the world, this palace is just like an eternal white cloud falling next to the eternal bright moon. No wonder it's called a cloud mountain.

Lin Xiaoanzu only felt dizzy, the kind of dizziness that makes her seasick in the river of time.

It's like a faint in another world.

It's like a memory of a past life. If he said this, Du Huan would laugh at himself for speaking sourly. If not, why is this situation so familiar?

Thinking of Du Huan, Lin Xiaoan's heart is fixed in this life and this life. With Du Huan, everything is true, the rivers and lakes are true, and the Yunshan Sect is also true, and it is even more true that he wants to go back alive and return to the Savage Valley with Du Huan.

Then abandon these many dreams that seem like a world away, Lin Xiaoan's warning himself that it is time to return to reality, the reality is that he is wearing an iron flail in a black iron prisoner car, facing the most terrifying cult in Shushan for hundreds of years.

The reality is that Lin Xiaoanli heard a sharp voice in the blue sky piercing through the moonlight:

"The leader of the Yunshan Holy Sect passed on the first swordsman of Shushan rivers and lakes, Lin Xiaoan, and entered the meeting. ”

This sentence suddenly made Lin Xiaoanli laugh, the originally good atmosphere, mysterious and slightly weird, weird and a little poignant, poignant moonlit night and some indescribable déjà vu memories, now all destroyed by this funny order.

It looks like an officialdom court.

After a volley of double road, to the palace gate, only to see a white jade plaque on the door, Lin Xiaoanvil did not see the word, knew that it was written "a cloud palace" four words.

When I looked up, sure enough.

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