In autumn, it gets colder and colder.

There is a little less vitality between the mountains and forests.

Chen Changsheng walked out of the valley, and he jumped to the top of the mountain in one step.

When the autumn breeze blows by, it is a bit biting, but it is so real.

"Autumn ......"

Chen Changsheng unconsciously filled with a smile.

Counting forward for nearly 80 years, this is the first time he has felt the autumn wind.

This feeling of being lost and regained made him especially cherish, and at the same time looking forward to the late autumn and early winter.

Bai Ziqiu added an extra piece of clothing for this, and he spent more time making tea every day.

Chen Changsheng asked him, "After winter, will there be snow in the Demon Domain?" ”

Bai Ziqiu thought for a moment and said, "There are four distinct seasons here, and there is snow every year. ”

Chen Changsheng was overjoyed in his heart after hearing this, looking forward to the arrival of the winter snow.

Bai Ziqiu paused for a moment and asked, "Don't you want to rely on me until the beginning of spring?" ”

Chen Changsheng smiled: "Chen owes you a favor, how about it?" ”

Bai Ziqiu was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and said: "What makes you stay with me even if you owe favors?" ”

"A small thing can't be smaller."

For many people, watching a piece of snow is indeed a small thing.

But for Chen Changsheng, this is a big thing that can't be bigger.

The word obsession is different for anyone.

Bai Ziqiu didn't urge Chen Changsheng to leave, and he just waved his hand to skip the matter of that favor, he understood that this favor was dispensable, because as long as he spoke, Chen Changsheng would definitely help him.

This is what he knows about Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng stayed for a long time, most of the time he sat quietly, or went to the top of the mountain to swing his sword.

The autumn wind is sorrowful, but the sword intent seems to be lonely, but it seems to be contrary to this sad autumn, which has a different flavor.

"Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, and I say that autumn is better than spring......"

Chen Changsheng muttered in his mouth and said with a smile: "Mr. Mengde is really talented. ”

The Taiqing sword stood on the top of the mountain.

Chen Changsheng sat cross-legged on the side, his figure facing the autumn wind and sunset, and he took a sip of turbid wine, which seemed to be infinitely beautiful.

The years are ruthless, and in the blink of an eye, there is white frost between the plants and trees in the forest, and you can see a white man, sporadically, but you can see the flowing water, such as the rivers, lakes and seas.

Bai Ziqiu stood in front of the valley, his hand hidden in his sleeve to keep warm, he opened his mouth and exhaled a mouthful of white mist, staring at the object in front of him Mr. Tsing Yi.

He often looked at Chen Changsheng's sword and was fascinated, and sometimes even commented on it.

Bai Ziqiu said with some pity: "It would be nice if you were a pure sword cultivator......"

Chen Changsheng put away his sword and asked, "Why do you say that?" ”

Bai Ziqiu said: "The exercises are not successful, and the sword skills are very poor, but even so, you still have the sword intent of the Three Realms, looking at the past and present, there are only a handful of such people." ”

Chen Changsheng said: "There are three thousand wonderful laws, all of them are different, most of the monks in the world are entering the Tao for the Fa, Chen is walking in Hongchen, although he looks forward to the avenue, but most of the time, he is mainly happy with himself. ”

Bai Ziqiu nodded and smiled: "Yes, you are not like me, you are only fond of swords." ”

Chen Changsheng said: "This is why you can be 'extreme', and even if Chen has great skills, he can only be 'fine'." ”

Chen Changsheng's words were not modest words.

Although he wields a sword, his attainments in the way of the sword are not high, whether it is high or low or not, it all depends on what kind of fairy sword in his hand looks like, and the second is to swing out a few wisps of mana.

Bai Ziqiu paused for a moment and said: "I have a few swords that I have gained in my life, I don't bring them in life, I don't bring them in death, I help you enter the sword intent of the four realms, just ask for an explanation for my three thousand years of suffering, how about it?" ”

Chen Changsheng was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and said with a smile: "I can't ask for it." ”

On that day, the sword aura was set off in the mountains.

The mountains poured down, and were cut in half by a sword, and the hoarfrost on the grass and trees also faded under that sword.

In the space of a few swords, the heavens and the earth were changed.

Bai Ziqiu taught Chen Changsheng a total of three swords.

The name of a sword is Guanyin, the sword intent is multiplied, and the mind of the god is cut off, which is the most proud sword in his early years.

The name of a sword is called Xiaoyaole, which he realized when he traveled around the world in his early years, and he once used this sword to climb the peak of that generation of sword cultivation.

The last sword has no name, it has been lonely for 3,000 years, seeing all the ups and downs of vicissitudes, the sword intent is in a trance like a dream, like a bubble dissipating, but it is like years of killing.

After using these three swords, Bai Ziqiu put away the sword, and he breathed a sigh of relief, as if he was a little older.

"The killing sword of the years is like a dream."

Chen Changsheng looked at him and said, "What is the name of this third sword?" ”

Bai Ziqiu said: "There is no name, you can take it on your behalf." ”

This third sword comes from more than 3,000 years of hardship, and because of this, he has never been able to give this last sword a good name.

Chen Changsheng thought for a moment and said: "The years urge people to grow old, but in the blink of an eye, it is like a dream. ”

He stepped forward with his sword in hand.

After thinking for a long time, he raised his hand and picked up a sword flower.

Between the ripples of sword intent, the remaining hoarfrost turned into dew.

A sword slashed out, as soft as years, like a breeze blowing, but under that sword, the only remaining emerald green was yellowed and withered in the blink of an eye.

In the blink of an eye, the sword intent entered the four realms.

Falling leaves flying, swords drawing years.

It's like a dream!

Bai Ziqiu was stunned for a moment.

He only took out one sword, but Chen Changsheng only performed the sword obtained in three thousand years in just three words, and even said, to the next level!

Chen Changsheng looked at the loneliness in front of him and said: "Autumn is looking forward to yellow, winter is looking forward to snow, and in the end it is just a dream." ”

"This sword is called the Dream Order."

Bai Ziqiu breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "It's a pity that such a talent is not specialized in swords. ”

Chen Changsheng smiled warmly and said, "Do you remember what Chen told you, each flower into his own eyes." ”

Bai Ziqiu was stunned for a moment, he shook his head and smiled, and didn't say anything more.

Everyone chooses a different path, but he admires Chen Changsheng a little, if a person can only live for what he likes, it is really a great thing.

Bai Ziqiu taught the three swords.

But on that day, Chen Changsheng only learned the last sword, and the other two swords took several days to learn a rough idea.

Bai Ziqiu felt strange, the most difficult sword, Chen Changsheng learned it at a glance, but the easy two swords wasted a lot of time.

He couldn't tell what Chen Changsheng's talent was for a while.

For this reason, Bai Ziqiu also asked Chen Changsheng.

And Chen Changsheng's answer to him was: "I don't know that the blue sky is high, the yellow ground is thick, I only see the moon and the cold day is warm, come to fry life, the vicissitudes of time, you and I are among them." ”

Bai Ziqiu was in a trance for a moment after hearing this, and then showed a wry smile.

He sighed and shook his head, muttering a word.

"I never thought that there would be such hardships and vicissitudes, but there were people who walked with me......"