As soon as he stepped into the cave, the world in front of Su Mu became a world of white mist.

He couldn't see anything, or even hear anything, as if he was the only one here, and even he had forgotten what he was here for.

Su Mu walked aimlessly, so handsome from time to time, one person and one dog, with each other's company, he was not too anxious.

However, Su Mu was very sure that if he didn't want to find a way out of this fog, he would definitely be driven crazy by this deep emptiness.

Time passed slowly, and Su Mu tried various methods, such as telekinetic investigation, such as shouting loudly, such as a handsome sense of smell, such as the help of Qing'er, who seemed to have great powers, such as Xiaoqing's flame, but the final result was still nothing!

Su Mu was helpless, and after walking an unknown distance, he finally stopped and rested on the spot.

Su Mu was lying on the ground, his eyes were a little blank looking at the vast white sky, a little disheartened.

"What kind of place is this? Since it's a game, there must be a way to break the game. ”

Su Mu muttered to himself, and after a long time, Su Mu suddenly straightened up.

"Qiankun Sword, out!"

With a clang, the Qiankun sword was unsheathed!

"Since it's a sword mound, then, it should be a sword-related test!"

Although he didn't know the specific method, Su Mu still decided to try it and dance a set of swordsmanship first.

Perhaps, the way to break the game here is to let your swordsmanship be recognized by someone or the rules here!

Whether it's blind or not, Su Mu can only give it a try!

"Among the third-rate swords, I have mastered the two styles of the imperial sword technique, the tidal sword technique, and the Kunpeng sword technique, but the Kunpeng sword technique is still unsuccessful, and now in this case, there are only the first two styles of the imperial sword technique!"

With a certain thought, Su Mu said in a low voice: "Do whatever you want, I will walk alone with my sword;

Without a trace of mental power, all the thoughts were dispatched, and the Qiankun Sword was "dancing" with Su Mu's figure, and it was also "messy"!

Su Mu recalled the "dance" on the earth, although there was no support of vitality, but it also had a good physical foundation, but it also danced well, Su Mu thought that the "dance" was that elegant and smart!

The Qiankun sword drew a trajectory in the air, one person and one sword, but in this confused fog, he danced happily and played a handsome hand.

"Here comes the sword!"

With a clear drink, Su Mu turned over and jumped, and stepped on the roaring Qiankun sword, with a free roar, the white clothes fluttered, stepping on the sword, in this uninhabited fog, Su Mu only felt that his thoughts were extremely smooth, a feeling that the mountains and rivers and rain came to me at ease, but it was born naturally!

Boom!

After the sword dance, Su Mu fell to the ground, panting a little.

Su Mu sat on the ground and sighed, "Alas, Lonely Fang admires himself, my beauty, my chic, who will appreciate it!"

When the words fell, there was a dingdong sound, and something shining with dazzling white light fell straight in front of Su Mu, causing Su Mu to jump up all of a sudden.

Su Mu approached this thing suspiciously.

Carefully holding it up, Su Mu held it in his hand, but he felt a warm current flow through his body.

Su Mu's heart moved, and under this perception, he was stunned to find that his Yuan Li had returned!

"What's going on?"

Su Mu looked at this thing, put aside this doubt for the time being, and looked at this, scroll?

Opening the scroll, Su Mu looked at it, but he was a little puzzled again.

A painting?

Under the large white, a dead tree stood a little sickly, a few fallen leaves scattered in the air, and under the tree, a figure dancing a sword.

Su Mu rubbed his chin with his hand and stared at the painting carefully.

Maintaining this posture, Su Mu looked at it for a long time.

Su Mu frowned at times, walked around, stopped and continued to stare at it, and sometimes muttered to himself, completely immersed in it.

I don't know how long it took, Su Mu finally put down the painting scroll, and stood motionless.

"This painting, at first glance, is only the loneliness of late autumn, but when I look at it again and again, I find that there are traces of the four seasons in this painting!"

"People dance swords under the tree, but it represents a kind of spring breath, the leaves are falling, let the lonely and lonely whole world, but I have ambitions, but I am still obsessed with practicing swords! This is a kind of spring tenacity!"

"The tree is defeated, the people have ambitions, the sword is the middle of summer, that is the publicity of summer; the sword is defeated, but do your best, what if it is a cold winter? There is still a glimmer of hope in the cold winter, this cold winter is the cold winter that will not be extinguished, winter goes to spring, and the four seasons will be reincarnated!"

A chuckle appeared at the corner of Su Mu's mouth, and a confident light flashed in his eyes!

Su Mu snorted coldly, the long sword in his hand hummed, with him as the center, a black vitality vortex was formed around him, emitting bursts of "whirring" wind.

His movements were extremely slow, but his body was slowly twisting, and the long sword was slowly cutting through the mist, and the whole person was actually in an ethereal realm.

He seemed to be in a world where fallen leaves were withered, and every dance of the long sword would ripple through the air, bringing up the fallen leaves flying in the sky.

The fallen leaves paused in the air for a short time, and his body was also briefly paused, and the fallen leaves were floating on the ground, and his body seemed to slowly stagnate, as if an old man in his twilight years was moving his body slightly.

The sword in the air slashed through the twilight sky, through the sunset, through the falling leaves in the sky, and finally, it returned to the original trajectory again.

Cycle after cycle, time seemed to have passed for a long time, and finally, the sword, that man, once again returned to the original starting point.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a buzz, a long sword roared, a crisp sound, in an instant, as if it was already a battle of stars, the four seasons alternated, the desolation of the world has disappeared, bursts of emerald green spring quietly appeared, quickly occupied the whole world.

The fallen leaves all over the ground are already saplings appearing, wind and rain and dew, the days pass slowly, the saplings shake their bodies and grow up leisurely!

"The flowers bloom and fall, the seasons are as usual! The leaves fall back to the roots, and the next year will bloom again with that vigorous vitality!

"Everything in the world has a beginning and an end, often reverted, and the flesh is perishable, but only the spirit and spirit will last forever for thousands of years!

"This is immortality!"

With a long roar, Su Mu's figure suddenly overlapped, as if he had traveled through the wheel of time, and an indestructible aura suddenly spread in all directions!

In the mist in the sky, suddenly, a gray sword light slashed through!

A sword that amazes the world!

As if the snow melted, the fog was actually rolling and slowly turning into a rich pure white color, like the light that suddenly ushered in after a dark day!

"Suck me!"

In the sea of white mist, a huge whirlpool suddenly formed, and in the deafening whistling sound, all the fog was absorbed by the whirlpool, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared completely, revealing a white-shirted boy in the field!

"This sword, my life, [Four Seasons Immortal]!"

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