There are always some strange people in some very strange places, and when strange people come together, the world is no longer strange.

As the sun sets, the rain has passed, and the air is still filled with a deep earthy smell, and when you take a breath, it seems to spit out the heaviest sigh. In the endless wilderness, a few yellow-green butterflies occasionally flew out, bypassing one energetic tree after another, and slowly landed beside the stream.

What's next to the creek?

A swarm of ants.

What's next to the ants?

A teenager.

The coarse blue shirt concealed his thin body, his long hair was tied back with a red rope at random, and when you look at it from the front, you can see his delicate features, and a trace of paleness that cannot be concealed between his eyebrows. The boy sat directly on the ground in a very lazy way, his eyes firmly fixed on the ants on the ground.

The world of ants naturally has the rules of ants, and the rules of ants naturally give ants a mission. A group of ants moved slowly in the weeds at the water's edge, and a slightly curved black line could be seen emerging from the green grass, one after another ants moved around this line, and occasionally a few ants jumped out of the side, and quickly inserted into the black team after meeting slightly.

The boy remained in this position all the time, not knowing what was in those eyes.

There was a rustling sound in the distance, as if the heavy fallen leaves were about to shatter if they couldn't withstand the pressure from outside objects. The trees around him began to tremble, and the stream not far away began to flow rapidly, and the sound of the wind could not be heard, but there was indeed an extremely sharp wind spreading, and this wind was like a sword.

A young man in a white robe came from afar.

No, what you see is a young man, but what comes to your mind is indeed a sword, the sword aura is cold, and the cold light is shining. The boy was tall, but his eyebrows and eyes were slightly green, his robe was high-necked, and behind him was a very wide white scabbard. He walked very slowly, but there were always scenes of broken sword shadows around him. If you look closely, you will find that the teenager stepped on it in one step, not completely stepping on the fallen leaves, but always raised his legs again three inches away from the fallen leaves and sold the next step.

"I've been looking for you for a long time, but I didn't expect you to stay here as a shrunken turtle. The shadow of the sword flashed, and the white-shirted young man came to the stream, and a pair of cyan eyes stared at the person in front of him, who was really indecent.

The boy slowly raised his head, and suddenly coughed violently, as if something was rolling in his belly, and he was trying to break through the restraints and hope to come to the outside world. After a long time, I saw the young man squat up with great effort, holding on to the rock beside him, his fingers sinking into it tightly, as if he was in great pain, coughing up two or three mouthfuls of black mucus in the rapid gasp, and the mucus fell to the ground, and immediately emitted a layer of black smoke, leaving only a depression on the ground.

"I really can't imagine that after a few years, the Sword Tower actually agreed to let you bring out this Fengyun Sword. The hundred-step Fengyun sword refers to the sky. Mo Fengxing, you are still so sharp. ”

"Among the eighteen gates of the Sword Tower, I am the only one who can use the Fengyun style, and what reason does that group of old things have not to give me. After today, I will go out with Uncle Ji Cangzi, the master of the Thirteen Sects, to practice sword intent. After saying this, a sense of loneliness appeared on the face of the young man in white.

"What can you see," the blue-shirted boy pointed down.

"A swarm of ants"

"Uh. What else?"

"It's still a swarm of ants. ”

"That's right. The young man in blue seemed to be used to his appearance, and he could only laugh at himself and rub his nose with his fingers.

"I heard Xue'er say that you have blazed a new trail a year ago and realized the sword of Yiyi. So, before leaving, I want to use the Fengyun Pose one last time" After speaking, the young man in white closed his eyes, slowly raised his hand, and touched the hilt of the sword behind him. The body of the sword can be seen, a snow-white, snow-white, as if surrounded by a stream of living snow vapor. With the movements of the young man in white, the surrounding air flow became more rapid, and the clouds above had changed color, forming a huge whirlpool, constantly spinning.

"It's still the same, draw the sword after only five words" The blue-shirted young man's clothes were blown to the back, and the hair behind him was blown straight, horizontal behind him, he raised his hand with difficulty, blocked his eyes, and examined the process of the man in front of him drawing the sword between his fingers. Even I can't tell why I have been the only one in front of him for several years and always made such childish actions that seem to have no effect. The blue-shirted boy's body had stood up, but he could not stand up straight, swaying like a tree in the wind, and finally did not fall.

The young man in white pulled out his sword completely, pointed obliquely at the sky, and could see that there were layers of runes flowing back and forth in the mist of the sword body, and the vortex above rotated even faster, faintly echoing with the sword in the hand of the young man in white. At this moment, the young man in white seemed to be one with the Fengyun Sword, and the sword was in the person.

The white-clothed young man, that is, Mo Fengxing, who was in the mouth of the blue-shirted young man opposite, slowly pointed his sword forward, and instantly locked the eyebrows of the blue-shirted young man. At this moment, boundless sword qi surged, and the whirlpool in the sky began to tremble as if it had broken free from its restraints, and a hideous sound was heard. The heavens and the earth are quiet, everything is loose, only this boundless sword qi rushed to the position of the man opposite.

"I didn't expect that you have already figured out the wind and cloud energy in the Fengyun style, and you can give out so much sword qi. After saying this, the blue-shirted young man raised his hand with difficulty, and at the moment when the Fengyun sword qi surged, he gently swiped in the air towards the front. There was no sound in this stroke, nor did it have any sword qi induction, in Mo Fengxing's eyes, there was no trace of brilliance in this stroke, not only was it a little lost.

"Luo Tian, is this the thought you realized after you couldn't cultivate the sword with the poison in your body?Is this still Luo Tian who fought with me for the Fengyun Sword at the beginning?" Mo Fengxing suddenly had a sense of sadness, the original Tianjiao had fallen to this point.

No, no matter what, a companion for a day, a friend for life.

But......

When that stroke completely appeared in front of the young man in white, the boundless sword qi actually didn't move, as if it was frozen and couldn't move, and then, the sword qi actually began to dissipate.

It was just a moment, and it seemed like a long time, and the sword qi slowly dissipated like this, silently.

Was it just a simple stroke just now? Why didn't you feel any sword qi? What is this? The stroke just now burrowed into the mind of the young man in white again, no, with that simple action, it seemed that there was something else, what was it? Just now, it seemed that the void was shattered, was it broken by that stroke? It was like lightning on a rainy day? Lightning, it was lightning, lightning was volleying, nothing appeared.

"Hahaha......" The young man in white inserted the sword into the scabbard behind him, suddenly laughed, and bent down, as if he was very hearty.

"It can't be crazy, right?" the blue-shirted boy looked at the "madman" with a strange expression.

"Could it be that my thoughts are too strong? Hey! If I had known this, I wouldn't have had to come up with thirty percent of my thoughts, and I would have been able to achieve half of them. Well, be sure to pay attention to this later. The blue-shirted boy suddenly felt a sense of remorse, he shouldn't have hit his only friend like this.

"Luo Tian is Luo Tian, hahaha" The young man in white said and raised his head, seeing the young man in the blue shirt with a very unbeaten expression, and remembering what he had played countless times before, a trace of embarrassing bitterness came to his heart.

"Next time, I will come again. The young man in white really couldn't stand the eyes of someone in front of him, so he could only retreat. Just like the footwork of the wind and clouds when I came, I left three inches on my feet, and I could do whatever I wanted in the world. It's just that it seems that the footwork is a little faster, and also, it's a lot messy.

"Let's go!

The young man in white left, just like the sword qi when he came, and he was slaughtered. Friends, confidants in the depths of the heart, or vague figures in memory, two children, two swords, two clothes of different colors.

The wilderness was quiet again, and the wind was softer, as if it had never come. The young man who looked at the ants continued to look at his ants again, still in the same lazy posture, still with that engaged look.

"So, what did I see?" the blue-shirted young man looked at the ants below, and some raised his head to look at the mountains in the distance, as if trying to see the other side of the mountains.

"Cultivation is divided into three realms: martial arts cultivation, mind cultivation, and empty desire cultivation. Martial arts naturally cultivates the body, the mind cultivates the mind, and emptiness naturally refers to the emptiness of the four major beings, seeing through everything. To put it simply, it is the martial realm, the mind realm, and the empty realm. Then, my martial arts cultivation has long been abandoned. What kind of realm should I be in now?"

"What I see, can you see?" Luo Tian pondered.