There is no other place in the summer, the snow shines on the jade fingers of the city and the mountains, and the poplar flowers are cold to the dream overnight.

The sentence picked up is very suitable for this early snow city, after all, April elsewhere is already full of flowers, and this first snow city mountain is still covered with a thick layer of snow.

However, since two years ago, students who get up late climb the mountain, but they can't see the rather crystalline "jade steps" under the warm morning sun.

The portal of the three-character tower was pushed open again, and Liu Jingxun picked up a broom and went out as always. It's just that this time it's different from usual, the young man didn't sweep the snow up the mountain after coming down the mountain, but swept from the three-character tower on the top of the mountain to the first snow city.

There is a plum tree at the bottom of the three-character pagoda, which is almost dry, and it was brought to Qike Mountain by Liu Jingxun two years ago. In the past two years, the wind and snow have not stopped, and the plum blossoms have never bloomed.

The young man reached out and touched the trunk of the tree, and smiled, "I'm leaving, the mountain chief will take care of you." I hope that when I return to Qike Mountain, you will be the troublemaker who stole other people's fruits to eat. As long as I'm here, sooner or later I'll take you home. ”

The sound of the broom startled a piece of chickadee, and in the chirp, the lights on the mountain were lit up one after another. At this moment, the sky has not yet brightened, if you look at the Qike Mountain in the city from a distance, in fact, there are some meanings of the stars in the sky falling on the earth, but compared with the real stars in the sky, with the naked eye, the lights in this world always seem dim.

Some people sweep the snow down the mountain, and naturally some people understand that the people who live in the mountains are returning to their hometowns.

All the way down the mountain, many students are climbing the mountain, many of them live in the city, this is the first time to see snow on the mountain road.

When the students saw the young man in the thin green shirt, they would stop and bow respectfully, and the young man would return the salute.

In fact, no one knows the names of these young people who have been clearing snow for two years and never show up except for going out in the morning to clear the snow, and they don't know why, but they sincerely admire this snowman.

It didn't take long to reach the foot of the mountain, and finally a female student dressed as a Confucian couldn't help but ask, "Sir, why did you sweep the snow down the mountain today?" ”

Qike Mountain students, most of the names of this snowplow are gentlemen.

In the past, there were many teenagers and girls, but Liu Jingxun never answered, but this young man replied softly.

"I've been away from home for too long, I'm homesick, and I'm leaving today."

The woman said, "Sir, have a safe journey." ”

Liu Jingxun nodded and continued to bury his head in the snow.

Waiting for the first rays of sunlight to shine on the head of Qike Shandong, the young man arrived at the foot of the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, there are three four-pillar archways, which are very old but have a unique charm. Hang a pair of couplets that are not very neat, this is the gateway of Qikeshan Academy.

Liu Jingxun put the broom in the gatehouse, put his hands on his sleeves, and looked up.

"There are no elegant guests in the mountains, all of them are worldly."

The window of the porter slowly opened, and an old man was sleepy-eyed, pouting and saying, "Just go, what are you bothering me about?" Could it be that the old man has to give you a cannon to send you? ”

The old man didn't know from which horn he turned out two swords and threw them to Liu Jingxun, an eight-edged Xuantie sword and a lightning strike jujube wood sword.

The old man rubbed his eyes and pouted, "A year ago, a person named Yu Tian brought it and said that it was your sword. ”

The young man grinned and said softly, "Senior Yang, didn't you think about taking it for yourself?" ”

The old man made a straight face, threw out another jade pendant, and smashed it on Liu Jingxun's face.

"Fuck you! Get out of here! Isn't it just two fairy swords, the old man has never seen them? ”

The young man sighed, slowly put his sword on his back, turned around and bowed deeply to Qike Mountain, and then turned around and left.

The old man returned to the house and shouted: "Three years of mountain guests, two years of snowman, the boy is no longer a teenager, is the spirit still sharp?" ”

Liu Jingxun didn't stop, but replied loudly: "Go up the mountain and climb the building, I used to stand on the shoulders of others, and then I am myself." The boy is still the same, and the sword is still simple. ”

The old man smiled: "Holy shit, don't come in the future." ”

Liu Jingxun pouted, "! I will not come. ”

The young man drifted away until his figure blurred, and a middle-aged Confucian scholar fell from the porter.

The old man surnamed Yang said softly: "Mountain Chief, he is not a little bastard who points at the highest place in the world now, but I don't think it's lost in vain with his white cultivation." ”

The middle-aged man was silent for a moment and spoke: "Senior, what I'm worried about is not the human swordsman nailed to the Heavenly Gate, nor am I worried that I won't be able to return to Middle-earth with his realm. What I'm worried about is that Liu Jingxuan will return to Qingxing Mountain in Middle Earth and see that scene, will he lose his Dao heart. ”

Old man Yang shook his head and said softly: "I have been imprisoned for two years, but I haven't slept a lot. ”

The old man pushed the door and walked out, put the broom at the door, and suddenly said, "Have you ever thought that when he re-enters the realm of climbing the tower on his own, the green starling mountain in Middle-earth will pull up a brand new sect in the ruins?" Don't forget, he also has the identity of Prince Jing Yang, I think as long as he is willing, Emperor Jing Yang belongs to him. ”

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "If only he was willing to be the emperor of a country honestly!" Look at Yu Tian and Liu Jingxun, which one seems to be willing to be the emperor? ”

But the problem is, once someone discovers that there are still descendants of the Qingxing Mountain that was carved up five years ago, and this person still appeared on the battlefield of Guiru, one person and two swords scuttled three ferries to kill countless demons, those people who encroached on Qingxing Mountain, will sit back and wait for death?

Old man Yang smiled and said, "What is the mountain chief thinking?" ”

The middle-aged man sighed and said, "Senior, if you change positions and you are also his age, what will happen to you?" ”

The old man pursed his lips, "It will only be more ruthless when the sword falls." ”

……

Although Douhanzhou is located in the north, it can be like the first snow, and it can no longer be found.

After leaving the first snow city, although the weather is still a little cold, there is no wonder of snow flying night and night.

Nine continents in the world, Douhan Continent is located in the extreme north, with a long winter. Far south of the continent, a long summer.

Although Douhanzhou is in the extreme north, it is not due north, but in the northwest direction.

And when Liu Jingxun returns to Middle Earth, he must first pass through a continent, that is, the Shenlu Continent of a country, and then he must pass through the only Futu Continent in the world that allows the demon clan to open a sect, so that he can get there.

Because Douhanzhou did not open up a direct route to Middle-earth.

The distance between here is tens of thousands of miles away, and it is difficult for mortals to reach it in ten lifetimes.

A ferry boat from the north of Douhanzhou to the south landed at the raged mountain rain cow ferry, and the passengers either flew away in the wind, or sacrificed the flying boat to go away, and there were various ways to get off the boat.

There was only one young man in white with a sword on his back, his hair half draped and half bunched, and a green hosta pinned, and he waited until the ferry boat was lowered down the stairs before slowly getting off the boat.

The ferry to Shenluzhou had to wait for three days at the earliest, so Liu Jingxun had to buy a ticket first, and then went to the ferry to find an inn.

Xianjia Ferry, the wharf of the world, both are where the ferrymen are, and there are people who set up stalls to sell sundries, which is inevitable. What's more, this rain cow ferry port looks like a city.

After entering the house, Liu Jingxun's heart moved, and the two swords behind his back came out of their sheaths on their own, forming an isolated sword formation in an instant.

Liu Jingxun took out the jade plaque given by Old Man Yang, was silent for a long time, and said to himself: "Old man, I have ruined your cultivation, and if you want to build a new sect in Middle Earth, you may have to wait." ”

After cleaning up, Liu Jingxun crossed his knees on the head of the bed and began to meditate and refine qi.

In three days, it was here in the blink of an eye.

Liu Jingxun, who had just finished his cultivation, suddenly clenched the jade pendant, waved his hand and withdrew from the sword formation, and then his brows furrowed.

A black-clothed video was engraved in the house, and Liu Jingxun said, "You Yao herding cattle is a dog's nose?" ”

The young man in black scolded with a straight face: "Get out of your mother, when did you come?" Don't you go up the mountain directly when you come? Also, I don't know how to suppress the sword qi of your Shanshui Bridge, for fear that others won't know it's you? ”

When the two swords formed a formation, Yao Fangniu noticed it, but he was at the critical juncture of retreat, and he came here as soon as he came out of the customs today.

Liu Jingxun smiled helplessly, threw the jade card in his hand on the table, and spread his hands and said, "I have a weak heart." ”

Yao Fangniu frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Your fall is too scary, right?" How many realms have you gathered together, and you have fallen six realms in a row? ”

Liu Jingxun picked up the jade plate and said softly: "Look at the joke?" I still have a martial arts realm that returns to the vitality, and I can't kill me when I'm idle Yuanying, don't worry. ”

Both spoke at the same time.

Liu Jingxun said: "Is Senior Xu gone? ”

Yao Fangniu said, "Where are you going?" ”

The two were silent at the same time, and after a while, Yao Fangniu said, "The master is too seriously injured to do anything." Before he left, he pulled me and said, I owe you a life, and I want to remember the tattered mountain. ”

The chivalrous old-timer still went after all.

Liu Jingxun opened his mouth, but finally said truthfully: "My real name is Liu Jingxun, the only person left in the Qingxing Mountain in Middle Earth. ”

When Liu Jingxun spoke, Yao Fangniu hurriedly turned around the mountain protection array and enveloped the Yuniu Ferry, and for a moment the entire ferry port was cut off from the outside world, and many monks suddenly panicked.

Yao Fangniu wiped the sweat from his forehead, and scolded angrily: "Your uncle! Can such a thing be said casually? ”

Liu Jingxuan grinned, "When you're a friend!" ”

Yao Fangniu rolled his eyes, raised his hand slightly, and there was an extra vermilion gourd in his hand out of thin air.

"We are a tattered mountain, there are a lot of such tatters, my master specially picked out and left it for you, so I should compensate you for your crooked mouth."

Liu Jingxun was not polite to him, took the wine gourd and opened it and poured a sip of wine.

The old mountain master has a heart, this is his favorite white book of Liu Jingxun. If you return to Middle-earth, this is the wine that you can buy casually on the street, but it is not easy to drink a sip of white book wine in this Douhan Continent.

Liu Jingxun smiled and said, "Since you are here, I will not be polite." You and the cultivator on the ship informed me that I will be in retreat for the past two months to practice swords, and if there is any movement, you must help me cover up the heavens. ”

Yao Fangniu glanced at the two swords on the table, one wooden sword was made of thousand-year-old lightning jujube wood, which naturally overwhelmed the demonic thing. The other is the ancient eight-sided Xuantie sword, which walks the world and is in charge of injustice.

He was puzzled: "Two immortal swords gave you Huo Huo like this?" ”

Liu Jingxun said helplessly: "After exiting the battlefield of Guiru, something happened, I went to Yujingtian, not only did I fall into the realm, but the two swords were extremely damaged. ”

Yao Fangniu's eyes widened, he took a breath to calm down, and then said tentatively: "You did it?" ”