Let the sun record the fire burning in my eyes.

Let the glacier freeze my heart and mourn.

I walk in this world of suffering.

Look up and don't see the end.

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There are still three days left before the arrival of the rampant world.

The night was gone, and the silent daylight condensed the morning mist.

The dew that slipped from the leaves to the ground shattered the silence that had not been taken away when the night had gone.

It also wakes up this new day.

At this moment, a childish young man was walking towards the mountain from the bridge in the distance, he walked very slowly, but every step was steady.

It is hard to imagine that on the face of such a young boy, there is his unique youthful vigor at the moment, as well as this tiredness that cannot be dissipated.

It's a strange opposition, like the sun and the moon can't rise into the sky at the same time.

But this teenager did it.

He looked at the majestic mountains standing in front of him, and his clear eyes were full of perseverance.

If he wants to climb this mountain, he must also climb this mountain.

Although he had climbed many mountains before that.

They are all high, steep, and difficult to climb.

But the boy crawled over anyway.

It's as if his whole life is just to live for climbing mountains.

The boy came to the stream, and before he could get closer, he was greeted by a refreshing cool air.

It's like a stream bubbling down from the mountains, taking away the coldness that belongs to the deep forest.

I saw the boy kneeling by the stream, then reached out and took off the red headband that tied his hair and dipped it into the stream.

The red headband swayed gently in the stream, as if it had come to life.

It turned into a beautiful red carp.

"Ahh

Feeling the cold touch from his hands, the young man only felt that the heat in his whole body was expelled in an instant, he raised his head, and couldn't help but let out a pleasant sound in his throat.

At this moment, the boy's world is also quiet at this moment.

And the teenager is also enjoying such quietness.

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At this moment, thousands of miles south of the Juvenile Stream, on the Côte d'Azur, there is a lonely cabin.

Why is it lonely, because for hundreds of miles on this coast, there is only this small wooden house.

The cabin is not large, and the whole body is made of bamboo, and the salt and dampness left behind by the prolonged exposure to the sun and the sea breeze blowing.

You stand in front of the cabin and you can smell a unique, sea-like smell.

- Fishy.

People are always very strange, some people love to eat fish, and the kind of umami that comes from the sea.

However, some people don't like to eat fish, and think that the so-called umami is just a kind of fishy smell, and just smelling it, it is difficult to swallow.

Life is full of variety.

There's always something new going on.

For example, this owner who lives in a cabin.

He doesn't like to eat fish.

The owner of the chalet was a young man with a drooping face.

He wore a gray cloth that had been washed many times, and went out every day at the one where the sun rose.

Then watch the sea in the morning, then go to a nearby town to buy a drink or two and eat a bowl of clear noodle soup.

Then look at the sea for the afternoon.

Day after day, rain or shine, he is consistent.

Even though the sea is vast, there is a magnificent beauty.

But every day I look at it, I will eventually get tired.

It's like eating fatty meat, one or two meals will always be fragrant.

But as I said before, life is full of variety.

So this person who watches the sea, like a person who eats fatty meat every day, has become one of the few topics that people can't find a topic to talk about.

And not just because of his bizarre behavior.

It's all the more because he has a weird face.

Fine, deep scars covered his entire face in an irregular way.

In the center of the black skin is the freshly grown pink flesh.

It's like worms wriggling in rotting flesh.

Disgusting.

But that's only for people with aesthetic ideas.

And he didn't see anyone in a day.

What he saw was the boundless sea and the rolling sky.

All he heard was the gentle surging of the waves, and the gentle whistling of the sea breeze.

The sea won't care, the sky won't care, the breeze won't care.

Why should he care?

A new day had arrived, and he had come out of the hut as promised.

Then he sat cross-legged under the sand.

The tide rises and falls.

The seagull let out a soft chirp.

A grey crab was pushed onto the beach by the waves, running rampant.

Next to a lonely log cabin.

There is a lonely man looking at the sea.

And his right hand that hangs down on the sand.

With a beautiful gold bracelet.

In the sun.

Shine brightly.

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At this moment, in a deep mountain, there is a very simple Taoist temple.

As soon as the sky was bright, a loud roar sounded in the courtyard of the Taoist temple.

Some people have legs and horses, and the fist wind is whistling.

Someone walked lightly, and the long sword in his hand was as fast as lightning.

Some are young, some are old.

They all started a new day of practice some time before dawn.

This is a day in the life of Nishibeppu, one of the five famous schools.

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It was from Zhang San to leave the Sword Casting Villa and come to Nibeppu.

He's been here for fifteen days.

To be more precise, it was in the swordsmithing workshop in Nishibeppu, and I stayed for fifteen days.

He followed Mei Raoshuang's advice, and as soon as he finished dealing with the aftermath of Sword Casting Villa, he set off for West Beppu.

He wanted to avenge the Swordsmith Villa.

At this time, he had the only thought in his heart.

Although at first Nishibeppu heard about him and received him warmly, and expressed regret for what happened to Sword Forge Villa.

But when he proposed his intention, he was still rejected by Nishibeppu.

There is only one reason.

He's too old.

It is no longer suitable for martial arts training.

This made Zhang San very angry in his heart.

After the accident at the Sword Casting Villa, Nishibeppu's attitude of standing by and watching was very dissatisfied.

But he forgot, in the fire that night.

Nishibeppu has also lost a young talent forever.

There's one more confused idiot.

But all this, Nishibeppu does not want to talk about anymore.

I don't want to mention it again.

There is pain in everyone's heart, that unspeakable pain.

Although Zhang Sanyi repeatedly emphasized that he was still young, he would always get the same rejection as the lord of Nishibeppu.

"You're too old, and the martial arts of Nishibeppu aren't for you. ”

All this, Zhang San was helpless.

At this moment, Zhang San gently opened the window of the Sword Forge Workshop, and then lit the furnace that had been extinguished.

Listening to the noisy roar outside the window, he struggled to pick up the hammer in his hand.

The hammer slammed into the red-hot blade, and again, and again.

When the month ended, he was ready to leave Nishibeppu and go to another sect to apprentice.

I don't know how the people who came out of Sword Forge Villa are doing now?

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