Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, grandiose places, Shaohua is fading.

can remember, the innocent appearance at the beginning.

Sigh now, people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, and it is impossible to prevent it.

The wine pierces the intestines, the clouds are cloudy, and the night is desolate.

Cherish the past.

Who knows me, look at the three thousand red dust and smile.

It's not as good as getting drunk on this scene. - "Laughing Red Dust".

Hearing this zither playing, Wuya's restless heart finally calmed down, and returned to reality from that night seven years ago.

The sun was almost dusk, and Master Zhiyong and King Qing had also left. Nam Jin hasn't come back yet.

Wuya sighed and said, "Xilei, so many years have passed, you still remember this song." ”

"Hehe, second brother, how can you forget this song. I still remember that year in Shaomu Mountain, if it weren't for you and Brother Huaishan's help, I would have lost to the Eighteen Arhats of Shaolin Temple a long time ago, and the three of us would not have been righteous. Xilei recalled with a smile, "To be honest, I grew up in Shaolin Temple since I was a child, and I have never drunk alcohol, but that time I drank with you and Huaishan for a whole day and a night, and even the master laughed at me for not avoiding the suspicion of men and women, and when I found us the next day, the three of us were already drunk." ”

"Yes, that night I wrote this song "Laughing Hongchen", you play the guzheng, Huaishan whistle, I don't know any musical instruments, so I have to sing loudly, at that time, we were really high-spirited. Wuya smiled.

"I didn't meet Xiaobai at that time, Huaishan was not with Yu'er yet, second brother, you are also a single. But now, hehe, second brother, do you say you've changed?" said Xilei.

This sentence verifies how much time has passed.

Wuya sighed and said, "Xilei, over the years, although you are the first person to say this, I don't think you will be the last. After saying that, he smiled awkwardly.

Xilei seemed to guess what Wuya was thinking, and she stopped laughing, so she changed the topic and asked, "So, do you have any plans for tomorrow?"

Wuya knew what Xilei was talking about. Because during the day, they had made an appointment with King Qing and Master Zhiyong to go to Xicheng together tomorrow.

Because Shanzhao is in Xicheng.

Wuya finally knew that Shanzhao had really been going to Beijing and had been forging swords. Or rather, have been waiting for him.

He also knew that the purpose of Master Zhiyong's visit this time was not because of others, but because of Zhide.

Master Zhide, like Master Zhiyong, is one of the four great monks of Shaolin. From the mouth of Master Zhiyong, I learned that in the early spring of this year, Zhide traveled in Beihai, met a strange man, every day in the middle of the day, he would skim the sea with light skills and practice swords against his own reflection, every time he was recruited, the hot sweat, the churning sea water and the hot tears would slide down the man's cheeks together. Zhide expected that this man must have a knot, so he dissuaded the man on the grounds that he was disturbing the fish in the water.

The man saw that Zhide was a monk, so he ignored it. Zhide's curiosity aroused him, and he threatened that if the man's martial arts outperformed him, he would not care. The man also seemed to find Zhide annoying, so the two fought.

Zhide thought that with his own cultivation, he would naturally not lose to that person. If you can win within a few moves, it is also a good thing to help him untie the knot by the way. But he didn't know if he didn't fight, Zhide found that this person's swordsmanship was very skillful, and every move and style was used at will, without any restrictions. Or it's a freewheeling sword dance, without any moves to speak of. But the only thing that is certain is that this person's heart is full of killing intent, and his sword must have killed many people.

After all, Zhide won this battle, and the man was not convinced, so he made an appointment to fight again in the future. Zhide wanted to know more about this person, so he agreed.

Unbeknownst to him, this covenant lasted for more than two months. For two months, Zhide fought with that man in the Beihai every afternoon every day, although he won every time, but Zhide also found that that the man's swordsmanship was endless, and every day was different. There have been many times when I have won narrowly. The two didn't know each other, and some days later, after sunset, the man invited Zhide to drink. Zhide was a monk, so he drank tea instead of wine. It's just that no matter how Jideok asked, the man just drank and didn't answer a word.

Until the seventh day of April this year. That day, there was no wind on the Beihai Sea, and Zhide came to Beihai as agreed. The man said, "Thank you, Master, for coming to practice swords with me, an ordinary man, recently, but today, let's end it." ”

Zhide didn't know why. Who knew that the so-called last battle almost killed Zhide!

Too much anger and hatred was reflected in the man's sword.

Too much helplessness and helplessness, grief and hesitation, were reflected in the man's expression.

These emotions are superimposed into endless killing intent, which catches people off guard.

Zhide felt the suffering in this person's heart, a moment of compassion, but also a moment of carelessness. The sword has no eyes, and in that moment, Zhide was stabbed several times, and the victory and defeat have been divided.

"The donor has too much kindness in his heart, but he is confused by hatred, and he deliberately resolves it, but his skills are not as good as others. The past is like a cloud of smoke, not to be traced, persuade the donor to see it earlier, let it go early, and let it go early. After saying that, Zhide lost consciousness.

When Ji-deok wakes up, he finds himself somewhere else. It turned out that after Zhide was injured that day, the man found the best carriage, the fastest horse, and the best doctor, and told him to take care of him all the way until he returned to Shaolin.

Later, Zhide returned to Shaolin Temple, informed Abbot Zhiyong of the matter, and repeatedly begged him to cross this person, so Master Zhiyong came to Shangjing, and there was this scene during the day today.

And the person Zhide said in his mouth is Shanzhao.

The broken sword in his hand was already cold, and Wuya knew that it couldn't be cold in that person's heart.

Soni has been dead for seven years, and his heart has been cold for seven years. Wuya knows that he owes Soni a life, and even more so a word of sorry to each of them.

And tomorrow, there will always be an ending.

Before you know it, it's night, and the cold wind is howling. Xilei put away the guzheng and poured a cup of hot tea for Wuya and herself.

There was a sound of footsteps outside, and it turned out that Junki had returned with Namjin.

"Sister Nanzhen, how is it today, are you still used to the environment here?" asked Xilei.

"The market is so lively, I bought a lot of fun and weird things, hehe. By the way, Junqi said that my brother met a few important people today, is there anything important?" Nanzhen looked very happy when she came back, and asked Wuya with a smile.

"Well, tomorrow I'm going to see an old man. Wuya said.

"Oh, I'm idle anyway, so I'll go with my brother tomorrow. Nam Jin said.

"Tomorrow's events may be dangerous, and you can't go. Let Junqi and Junyi accompany you. Wuya said.

"Sister Nanzhen, don't worry, I'll watch the second brother tomorrow. Xi Lei said.

"Oh, I see, that brother has to be careful tomorrow. Nam Jin said.

"Second brother, it's not too early, I'll take Sister Nanzhen to rest, you should rest early. Xi Lei said.

Wuya nodded, watching Xilei leave with Nanzhen. Thinking of Soni and Shanzhao again, he closed his eyes.

He didn't hear it, and Xilei said to Nanzhen in a very small voice, "Have you seen Ghost Wen today?"

Nanzhen whispered, "Yes." ”

Following.

The dawn of the morning always gives people a feeling of hope, just like at this moment, how much Wuya hopes that he can be relieved by Shanzhao. It was only when the cold wind blew the snow on the ground, and when he saw the ancient seal characters, he knew that the hatred in that person's heart had never diminished.

Due to the many affairs of King Qing, Ding Yue, a swordsman in his house, will be with them tomorrow.

Ding Yue is strong in martial arts and has a lot of research on swordsmanship. He is good at using soft swords, and his move "Sword Lock Spring and Autumn" is similar to Xilei's "Capture Sword".

At this moment, Wuya, Xilei, Master Zhiyong and Ding Yue, the four of them came to the gate of Xicheng Sword Casting Villa.

Where they stood, thirty-six swords of various kinds were deeply embedded in the ground, spreading out in a circle, and blood oozed from the tips of the swords, pointing to a large blood-red character, "Kill". Like a beast, it intimidates everyone who comes here.

Ding Yue's martial arts are not bad, and he has also achieved a little in swordsmanship. But in this killing array, he felt his blood boiling, endless killing intent spread through his mind, his breathing began to be short, his sword had been drawn, he wanted to kill, he wanted to see blood.

"Amitabha, put down the butcher knife!" Master Zhiyong suddenly roared. Ding Yue seemed to wake up from a dream, and he almost fell. He held his body strongly, and his stomach churned, but he couldn't vomit, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

Wuya helped Ding Yue up and looked at Xilei next to him. Xilei was already sweating, and her face was very ugly.

"This is the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Killing Formation Diagram. The owner of this house is very angry, and he actually uses this formation to entertain guests!" said Master Zhiyong.

It turned out that this array was called the Thirty-six Heavenly Gang Killing Array, which was created by the former famous general Dragon and Tiger Commander. It is rumored that he has thirty-six swords, is invincible, and has killed countless enemies, but later because he is too murderous. In his later years, he created this array to curb his killing intent. But this formation has been lost for a long time, and I didn't expect to be lucky enough to see it today. It's just that at this time, the killing array diagram has lost its original role and the killing intent has been fully revealed.

Ding Yue was confused by this killing intent just now. Wuya saw it in his eyes, and said, "Brother Ding, be careful. Ding Yue thought that he had been tricked before he saw the main master, and he was a little embarrassed, and when he heard Wuya's advice, he reluctantly smiled. Wuya looked at Xilei again. Xi Lei nodded, signaling not to worry about herself.

The door opened without wind, and a person walked out slowly.

Under the unruly eyes, how much sadness is hidden, whether it is nostalgia for the dead or hatred for the living.

Ten years ago, I was high-spirited and young and crazy.

Ten years later, they looked at each other indifferently and looked like passers-by.

Seven years ago, I was born and died, and I was like each other.

Seven years later, my guilt is undiminished, what about your hatred?

After Shanzhao saw Wuyan, he smiled and smiled very happily.

He said, "You are still alive, you have not seen you for seven years, and you are not harmed."

Then Wuya felt that the murderous aura around him was getting stronger and stronger.

The sword under his feet began to tremble, and the word "kill" seemed to tremble.

He saw that Shanzhao just waved his hand lightly, and the thirty-six swords under his feet had broken through the ground, soared into the air, and stabbed at them.