Luo Bei stroked the sword box with a sharp edge in the gorgeousness with both hands, faintly feeling the sharp sword intent hidden in it, and there was an indescribable tension in his heart, this tension was like a thin veil, and the opposite side was the lover who still missed him, and the sense of familiarity and the strangeness brought about by the long-term separation hit his heart at the same time.

"In your current situation, you can't hold the sword inside, so don't try it, or you may not be able to go anywhere......," Xiaoyao said suddenly.

Luo Bei had just touched the sword box, and as soon as he heard him say this, he immediately retracted it, and he already believed in Xiaoyao's words.

Then he picked up a wooden sword from the most inconspicuous corner of the weapon rack, it was pointless and light, and it looked like it was made of a peculiar kind of wood, and although the blade was wooden, it was as water-like as a single blemish.

"That's it, although it's lighter, but it doesn't hurt others or yourself......" Luo Bei said with a twist in his hand.

Xiaoyao's eyes were full of smiles, and he didn't deny it.

"I can't imagine that you are a kind young man, if one day you have a great cultivation that is enough to affect the world, you can still have such thoughts, maybe you are a rare good person in the world, but at the same time, you must also understand that it is not easy to be a good person......"

Luo Bei didn't care, and said with a smile: "Let's talk about it when I really have the kind of overhaul you said one day!"

"It'...... too" Xiaoyao shook his head and looked at him with a smile.

......

The night sky overhead is like a long river.

Inside and outside the long river, the stars are like shining eyes, looking down on the earth and everything in this world.

Xiaoyao told Luobei that he could treat these "eyes" as audiences, so that there would be people who appreciated them and didn't have to be nervous.

Nakhoku is isolated from the snow, and behind it is a snow-white mountain.

Clutching a light, barely weightless wooden sword in his hand, he closed his eyes to perceive everything around him.

In the snow, a breeze blew, carrying a little snowflakes flying all over the sky, and the snowflakes fell on his shoulders and arms, and soon turned into water.

Water seeps into the dry skin and then travels throughout the body with the blood in the body.

This feeling is very strange, as if you can clearly perceive all things in heaven and earth, and as if you are a member of all things in this world, with friendship rather than rejection.

The moment the snow fell, the sword rose with it.

The sword flower turned into countless indistinct sword shadows, flying between heaven and earth with Luo Bei's footsteps.

Although the starting hand, sword movement and body technique are not perfect and smooth, not enough to match the swordsmanship, but in this moment, he is already much stronger than he once was.

What made Luo Bei even more unclear was that he didn't have much internal force cultivation at all, but at this moment, he clearly felt a surging breath flowing through his body.

It's like the scene when the rivers and the sea are staged in your body, what kind of power is that, if you can use it well, I don't know what kind of power it should be?

It's just that this power is so mysterious that he doesn't even know where it comes from, and he doesn't know how to use it for himself.

Luo Bei felt that his body was as light as a swallow, as if he was dancing in the air with a snowflake.

Flying upside down, the wooden sword slashed through the body and cut through pieces of snow.

At the moment when his body fell, Luo Bei saw the jade statue with his back fluttering in front of the cave, and his peerless figure stood under the vast night sky, like a celestial.

To his great surprise, he seemed to see the jade statue's clothes fluttering gently, and the back that was facing away from him seemed to turn slightly.

He thought he must have seen something wrong, or that he had hallucinated in his eyes.

It was such a brief wandering mind that made him forget that his body was still in mid-air, and when he fell, his face hit the ground first.

Not far away, there was the sound of laughing freely.

"It's a flying flower sweeping leaf, but isn't it...... It's better not to wander away when practicing martial arts!"

He walked slowly with a wooden cart.

Luo Bei was not discouraged, but added a little excitement

of color.

"Senior, your divine tea is really extraordinary, this sword is unprecedentedly good, I even feel that I can clearly perceive everything around me......"

Xiaoyao rolled his eyes and looked at him, and said angrily: "Do you think I am an out-and-out liar? This divine tea is something that martial artists in the world dare not think of, and this can be regarded as a waste on you!"

He seemed to lament with all his might, and he regretted it very much.

Luo Bei seemed to have forgotten what happened earlier, and said with a smile: "Then thank you seniors!"

"Okay, okay, since you've tried the divine tea, let's start our agreement, I don't want to be in the company of a stupid person like you all day long, I'm afraid that even myself will become more and more stupid after a long time......" Xiaoyao looked back and pointed to the jade statue and said.

Luo Bei looked up at the jade statue, for some reason, there was a strange feeling in his heart, the back of the figure seemed to be so familiar, but since he had no face, how could he tell who it was?

......

Squatting at the foot of the jade statue, he looked at it for a long time, but Luo Bei didn't know what to do anyway.

He simply sat on the ground, looked at the jade statue, and looked at the night sky.

The stars are twinkling and the sky is beautiful.

But somehow, this extremely beautiful night sky seemed a bit fake in Luo Bei's eyes.

It's not so much a real night sky as it is a magnificent picture.

The snow-capped mountains are vast, and the stars are like the sea.

However, Luo Bei didn't have the heart to appreciate this beautiful picture scroll at all, because he had to face a faceless jade statue, and he had no idea what he had to do.

He thought about scribbling a face, because although Xiaoyao asked him to draw a woman's face, he didn't give him any information about the woman, and there was no clue without information, so he couldn't say that he was wrong in scribbling, but the mistake was in this matter, and he didn't have the right to say right or wrong at all.

There is no information, no clues, and he has to ask Luo Bei to draw the face he wants, which adds too much difficulty to this matter.

He was sure that he had never seen the character of the jade statue, because since she was the same era as Xiaoyao, she was more than a hundred years old, and she was only a teenager, how could she have the opportunity to see such a person?

So the question is, he can't have seen it, Xiaoyao is the only one who has seen a woman, but he hasn't given him any information, what should he do?

Casual will definitely not work, is Xiaoyao trying to use such a method to leave himself behind? Accompany him to sit in the misty mustard seeds and wait for the world to grow old?

But this idea is too absurd, he doesn't have to bother so much, as long as Xiaoyao doesn't tell Luo Bei how to leave the chessboard world, he can only stay, why give him a hope, and let him fall into despair.

When Xiaoyao returned to the cave, he told Luo Bei with a smile that as long as he was serious, he would definitely be able to do well, and that smile was very gentle, not like a disguise.

Luo Bei naturally didn't fully believe in Xiaoyao, because he had learned the wisdom of this person, but he could only choose to believe in this matter.

He is the only one who doesn't know how to believe.

He stood in front of the jade statue and looked up, the woman was about a head taller than him, with a slender figure and a soft posture, but the completely blank face was too incompatible.

He lay down, lay down, changed all kinds of directions, lay flat on his side, tried everything, wanted to see the jade statue without dead ends, but still had no clue.

"Oh......" he could only sigh.

I don't know if it's the effect of divine tea, even if I lie on the ground, Luobei doesn't feel cold.

Looking at the night sky, there are too many stars in this seemingly endless night sky, only the moonlight is never seen.

The shining stars in the night sky are like countless blinking fish in a great river, and in the north of heaven and earth, there are seven bright stars connected to form a huge spoon shape, and not far away, a very large and brightest star attracts attention.

He knew that the seven stars were called the Big Dipper, and that the bright star located due north was the North Star.

As a child, he also sits

Looking up at the stars in the courtyard, his father Luo Zhongqian told him the stories of these stars, which were beautiful and beautiful.

He suddenly understood that many things when he was a child had too far-reaching effects on a person, and he didn't dare to be strict like a father or a kind mother, all of which were deeply rooted in his life, so even if he didn't like his father, even he had to admit that his father's influence on him was far more profound than he thought.

Since leaving Wanfu, he has been to the Lotus Temple one after another, and then escaped from the Demon Suppression Tower, and then met Yang Zaixing and others, it seems that he has not had such a quiet leisure time for a long time.

He found that the time when he had been idle and bored on Qixia Mountain seemed to be the best time he had ever walked, because he had been in a bumpy displacement since then.

In a daze, although Xiaoyao said that there was no hunger and thirst in the misty mustard seeds, let alone sleep, he still slowly went deep into the blurry dream.

In the dream, he still remembered his father's angry eyes on the night he left angrily, and his mother's dilemma.

The master stood in front of the wordless monument in a bitter daze, and her beautiful smile when she saw Zhuo Xiaocia for the first time by the Moon Stone.

Naturally, there is also Dabai, and the guy who was too smart doesn't know where he has gone now, and he hasn't seen him since Wanfu.

Toad Yue's cold demeanor, as well as her snow-white hair, Cheng Min's thinking when he touched his mustache.

I don't know if it was in a dream or outside a dream, a gust of wind blew.

The wind ruffled the light snow that fell on Luobei.

There seems to be a faint singing voice blowing along with this breeze.

Bright moon,

Reading a Thousand Mountains,

By whom chases the light shadow,

secluded and weak water,

Before the end of the day,

A red veil is misty in the clouds......

Looking at the red rain from afar,

Shadows,

What year is it?

This song is very familiar, Luo Bei tried to open his eyes in his dream, as if he saw a picture of the remnant sun like blood.

The wild goose flying in the yellow sand of the desert was stepping on the ripples surging in the sea of sand, and the fiery figure and poignant singing voice were walking towards him step by step.

Luo Bei's breathing was extremely short, he couldn't care if it was a dream or reality, he shouted: "Who are you, why do you appear in my dream and don't want me to really see you?"

The red dress dances in the sea of sand, and the dance is as beautiful as a heavenly person.

Luo Bei's voice blew towards the woman along with the wind and sand, and although her dancing did not stop, she trembled slightly unconsciously.

At this time, another figure appeared in front of him, and the most conspicuous of a peerless face was the pair of purple eyes that are rare in the world.

Fang Yuyue looked at Luo Bei's stupid appearance and sighed lightly.

"You've really seen her in the True Spirit Chess Realm!"

Luo Bei finally came back to his senses and looked at Fang Yuyue, who was floating in front of him.

She ...... Who is she and why has she appeared in my dreams several times, Mingming...... I've never seen her before!"

Fang Yuyue smiled and said, "This should be your own fate, as for who she is, I think it's better for you to find the answer yourself, but you can remember a pair of eyes and draw them on the jade statue, so that you can leave......"

Anyway, no matter what Luo Bei was thinking, Fang Yuyue suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at the center of Luo Bei's eyebrows.

Luo Bei's heart trembled, the dream disappeared in an instant, and he suddenly opened his eyes, and there was still a jade statue without a face in front of him.

A small bell landed right in his hand, making a crisp sound.

He didn't even notice that the Phantom Moon Bell had left him and was taken away by him, let alone how it suddenly returned to his hands.

But at the moment, he didn't have the heart to care about these things, because a pair of eyes were clearly reflected in his mind.

A pair of peerless eyes.

......

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