Chapter Eighty-Three: I Have to Look at Ten Thousand Years

Yun Hu didn't know how to stop, stood by the Nanyi River, and quietly looked at the sword light flying from the sky.

How powerful that sword was, the smoke and clouds of the whole world were smashed, like a false mask of prosperity, planted down, fell on the green hills, and died dejectedly, so the red blood flowed out like a cloud.

Yun Hu didn't know how to look at the sword, but for some reason, he was also a little excited.

His emotions were as agitated as the light in his eyes, and like those clouds, he was cut off by a sword.

"South Island ......"

The scholar read the name with emotion.

Although that sword was far above the heavens, it was no longer the blue-black color it had been at the beginning.

It's also no longer heavy.

But Yun Hu didn't know how to recognize it.

That's the Peach Blossom Sword.

Of course, people are not the same.

It's not just alcoholicism or short-sightedness.

This also includes the degree of preference for avenues.

It doesn't matter if some people like it or not, happy or not.

But being born destined to be on a high cliff is of course different from being born destined to be in the Lingnan Sword Sect.

Yun Hu didn't know how to face that sword, thinking that he was just equivalent to the small Dao realm in the human world—he called this realm Yuanying.

This is the name chosen by the prime minister.

If you don't know your name according to Yunhu, you will probably be called an immortal gourd baby.

But no matter what it's called.

can't hide Yun Hu's self-ashamed thoughts at the moment.

You were born miserable, but you were also born high.

And I'm still going to dig into those data models.

Is this fair?

Yun Hu didn't know why, but he suddenly felt a little resentful.

If it was my former self, I would definitely not have such a mind.

Yun Hu didn't know how to squint his eyes, looking at the sword, thinking very calmly.

This question is not difficult to answer.

Because he is no longer the scholar who only needs to do his own research.

He is the dean.

After the prime minister, he was the second president of the Hanging Academy.

When he figured out this problem, the sword finally fell, and it was in the Sword Sect's garden.

Yun Hu didn't know how to look at it again, turned around, and still walked towards the Hanging Courtyard.

......

Li Die finally saw the sword.

In the peach blossoms that have not yet had time to fall, they have fallen into a pool.

The voice of the world is hoarse.

Li Die felt that she must have had a delusion.

Maybe you've been killed by those escaped sword intents?

Otherwise, how could such a sword fall from the sky?

He looked up and looked at the glow that was separated by the sword light, which was extremely real.

All traces are vivid.

"He's up the cliff."

What broke the silence of the pool was the voice of Cong Xin.

The peach-clothed woman stood on the bridge of the stream, and after looking at the sword for a long time, she finally said such a sentence.

Then she looked up and looked at Qiu Xi'er.

"Is this what you want?"

Or maybe this question is asking yourself.

Is this what you want?

Cong Xin found that he didn't seem to have a way to deny the question.

It's like the boy at the bottom of the cliff, with those things that the white-clothed sword cultivator said.

When I go up the cliff, I can rest easy.

But the arrival of such a sword is also a reminder to the world.

If that teenager is really unwilling, reluctant, unwilling.

What does it make if you can't go up the cliff?

Le Chaotian may have always been ahead of them.

Or, they should be like the worldly master of the Heavenly Works Division, who said.

It is better to be committed than to be responsible.

The people of the world will never hurt you and hope that you can keep this world.

Which sentence makes people feel more warm?

......

Qiu Xi'er silently looked at the sword in front of her.

Li Die was a little worried that she would fight again, and she didn't dare to stand there in the air.

It's just that.

The boy has made up his mind.

Qiu Xi'er didn't say anything, sat down by the pool, raised her hand and held her own waterfall green silk, the sword hairpin, and put it back again.

Li Die suddenly exclaimed.

The peach blossom sword, which was originally inserted in the peach blossom mud, was suddenly pulled out with the soil in the next moment, and then turned into a streamer, and suddenly, it fell on the river bridge.

landed in front of the silent peach-clothed woman.

Qiu Xi'er, who was sitting on the edge of a pool, stopped what she was doing and sat there like a snow sculpture.

Li Die naturally didn't understand what it meant when the Peach Blossom Sword stopped in front of Cong Xin.

But how could Qiu Xi'er not understand?

This is the meaning of please drop the sword.

Where did the sword fall?

Cong Xin looked at the sword silently, and then looked at the peach tree by the river bridge.

......

Kamigawa held the sword in his hand and quietly walked up the cliff, looking at the young man sitting cross-legged by the clear spring in the middle of the turbid sword platform.

The umbrella had been put down, and not far away, the umbrella, which was originally extremely heavy, was rolling uncontrollably by the wind at this moment.

There were originally two swords behind the young man, but now, there was only one Parrot Island left.

Kamigawa walked behind the boy and looked at him quietly for a long time, then looked up and looked south.

"Did you go to Nanyi City with your sword?"

Kamigawa's voice was not calm, and there was even some regret in it.

Nandao looked up, his face calm, looking at the sky.

It was the first time he had looked at the sky so clearly, so long.

It was also the first time he had been so close to that high heaven.

The dome was blue, with some white clouds, and when you walked to the edge of the dome, it became orange-red, and the further down it became, the redder it became, until it was a brilliant maple leaf, like a maple leaf covering the sky.

"This is the best chance, Your Majesty."

The boy looked at the sky quietly and said very calmly.

"I don't need to hold an umbrella anymore, and I don't have to worry about the wind and snow falling in the world. If I die here at this moment, there will be no calamity in the world. This is the best chance yet. ”

When the boy said this, the parrot island behind him also came out of its sheath with a bang, turned into a streamer, and hovered around Kamigawa's body.

Kamigawa raised an eyebrow.

The boy continued to speak calmly.

"If the people of Nanyi City are unwilling to make a decision, Your Majesty can do it, this is yours, you have seen the world for a thousand years."

"I borrow a sword from Your Majesty, and ask Your Majesty to cut off my head."

The boy lowered his head and gestured above his neck with the hand he usually used to hold an umbrella.

"This is it, Your Majesty, from here, a sword is fast."

Kamigawa raised his hand and grasped the parrot island, but the sword was a rare disobedient to the boy's will, letting out a mournful cry and trying to break free from Kamigawa's grasp.

But Kamigawa held it tightly.

So all that was left was sorrow.

The boy was still talking.

"But Your Majesty, if you cut off my head, remember."

"Do not close my eyes, do not cover my face with loess. Your Majesty, put my head on my back. ”

The boy looked up and chuckled softly.

"It's not enough to just look at a moment."

"I have to look at 10,000 years."