The red land of the south, the west of the wilderness. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The earth here is as red as blood, the stone is as red as blood, and even the weeds squeezed out of the cracks in the stones have turned red.

Here the horses are strong and the grass grows, but the people are desolate.

It's a place of peace and quiet.

On the high red slope, Lu Yinbing whipped his whip, and the wind swept past his ears, carrying the bright red earth and gravel like blood. If Qingzhou is also connected like this red land, enjoying a moment of tranquility, wouldn't it be a rare thing in 10,000 years?

He galloped all the way without stopping.

The Red Land is not a place where fierce beasts are frequent, it is a place where fierce beasts are intimidated. Because it is long, it passes through a quarter of the range of Shuoyuan, bypasses Surabaya, and arrives at the song of the king.

A road to death.

Lu Yubing galloped alone between heaven and earth, saw the keel buried in the red clay, and also saw a touch of red spring in the vastness. He rode his horse up the dragon's back, and the snow-white keel stretched for hundreds of miles. Dragons once ruled Qingzhou in the primeval period, and they were supreme, and even used their wisdom and strength to create a piece of time and space relics, a huge roof of the world, to support the sun, moon and stars.

Legend has it that the entire Qingzhou was transformed from the bones of a giant dragon.

Its body became a territory, its head became a sea cliff, and its coccyx supported the territories of the nations. Its flesh and blood nourished all beasts and birds, and countless flowers and trees absorbed the nutrients of its body, and it flourished more and more. The surging blood of the beast flowed all the way to the depths of the earth, becoming an endless ocean.

It was the ancestors of the human race who appeared in that sea of blood, and millions of years later, when the first people walked from the sea to the land, when he saw this vast world, he should be full of complex emotions.

Walking on the dragon's spine, the sun will become within reach. How Lu Yubing likes this lazy feeling. He could let go of the distractions of the red dust, ignore the swords and halberds of war, and naturally didn't have to run forward desperately like this.

But he kept raising the whip.

He had already run up the third spine of the dragon, and looked at it from afar, like ants galloping through the white reef, and below it was an endless sea of red. The dragons were all dead, and they didn't even have time to repair the mausoleum themselves, and the world's number one overlord did not expect to be wiped out.

Lu Yubing found that there was a thatched hut on top of the dragon's back, although it was so small, it was a house after all.

The front of the house is full of wind chimes, and when the wind blows, they collide with each other, and the bells of the silver-veined little phoenix are like a group of children joining in the fun, desperately squeezing their heads together, making an irregular crisp sound.

It's so beautiful.

Lu Yubing had heard a lot of beautiful music that was praised, but he couldn't stop for a second.

Will there still be people in the hut?

Lu Yubing didn't rein in the horse, and the horse stopped by itself.

There were also people singing songs on the highest keel in the wilderness.

She sang ancient songs, as if she were singing about the changes of history, singing about the strange world where dragons lived. This song does not belong to any Qingzhou script, and its pronunciation is not exquisite, but when it is hummed softly from her mouth, all living beings are fascinated by it. Even the huge bone birds outside the sky are coiled in the dragon bone mountain, listening to the high sound of the song, hundreds of them singing from afar. Although they are ugly, they have a profound knowledge of music. Many music theorists even sacrifice their lives to capture them, just to make them sing with their own songs, but in the past hundred years, only three music theorists in Qingzhou can intoxicate a skullbird.

The sound of heaven is in the hut.

She stroked the ancient strings, emitting a quiet and frantic dragon song, sometimes like a river, sometimes calming down. She has always caressed this song, and it has not changed for several years. Although she showed a pair of hands from her sleeves, the slender fingers like jade, the unhurried music, what a beautiful pair of hands. I'm afraid it stabs people in the heart with a sword, and not many people are willing to stop it.

Lu Yubing lifted the leather tent of the thatched hut and looked inside.

He only saw a woman sitting on the desk, before the song had been played, but it was not a zither or something, but a broken sword. There are six strings on the sword, and when you pluck it gently, it has a heavenly sound. The blade of the sword seemed to have been split from the middle, leaving only a foot missing an inch. She hugged her sword and laughed, "A friend from afar?"

Lu Yubing said: "Dare to ask about this song?"

"The Eternal City. I heard that the dragons once lived in the eternal kingdom of heaven and lived a quiet and comfortable life. ”

"But they're still extinct. ”

"Because there is no eternal thing in the world, and even in the eternal city, there is always something that changes. ”

He struggled to see the woman.

The woman was dressed in a redwood, with long hair draped over her waist, just with her back to him. She picked up the liquor next to her and drank it until the beauty was intoxicated.

Maybe she drank well enough, but there were seven or eight empty altars around her, and she said in a daze: "The remnant swordsman, no one returns, the remnant swordsman, lovesick tears......"

Lu Yubing didn't understand what she was talking about, but saw her fall to the ground gently, took off her shoes and socks, and held the broken sword in a daze. In any case, this is definitely a heart-warming woman, and if any man does not want to be near her, there are only two possibilities: either he is a eunuch or he does not like women.

She seemed to be drunk and looked crazy and stupid.

As soon as Lu Yubing passed, it was a flash of sword light!

His hair fell slowly, and Lu Yubing held his hair in his hand, and it turned out to be in half. It wasn't that hard to split her hair in half, but she did. A strand of hair is divided into two perfectly equal strands.

Lu Yubing also knew the identity of this woman to some extent.

There was once an unknown female swordsman who wandered between the world and the world in Qingzhou, disturbing a pool of spring water.

Lu Yubing said: "I heard that there was once a sword god, her sword can take the head of a person among thousands of troops, and can also split thin hair into two equal halves. ”

The woman in red raised her head slightly and burped.

"No. 1 in the world, what can it do?"

Lu Yubing said: "At least you have the best in the world." ”

"But the number one in the world can neither be eaten nor change the situation in the world, and even because of this number one in the world, many people will target you, and you will inevitably have a shorter life. ”

Lu Yubing looked at her, the sword god who had made waves at the beginning was also trapped here like a child. He smiled innocently and said, "You admit that you are the Sword God - Su Hongyan?"

She didn't answer this, but only held the remnant sword in her arms and fell into a deeper sleep.

The sword god suddenly disappeared a few years ago and became a mystery in Qingzhou.

It turned out that he had taken refuge in the red ground, no wonder there had been no news all these years. Perhaps everyone thinks that the title of "No. 1 in the world" can never be held for too long. Maybe she died, maybe she killed herself. But here she is, alive.

As far as Lu Yubing is concerned, she is no longer a sword god. Although she has the body of a sword god, the voice of a sword god, and the form of a sword god, even this song "Eternal City" is wonderful. But she is not a sword god, the real Su Hongyan has long since died, dying in the winter when the soldiers are in the city.

Lu Yubing decided to stay, he was particularly curious about the story of the Sword God, the story that the most powerful warrior in the song, Ardan, relished.