When night fell, there was just no snow under a rock wall, and there was a bare forest of trees on the left and right.

The two of them lit a fire in the wilderness and jungle, and roasted the meat of the wolf demon and ate it.

The wolf meat on the bonfire in the snow forest was roasted to the point that it flowed out of grease, and it made a sizzling sound, Lu Canghai brought wine with him, drank a few glasses, and nibbled on the wolf meat that had just been vicious, and finally the atmosphere was not so stiff.

"The immortal chief is the real master who is not inconspicuous. ”

"It doesn't move like the stone of Mount Tai, and it moves like a fairy flying out of the sky. ”

"I used to show off my kung fu in front of Your Excellency, but I really had an axe, and I laughed. ”

The swordsman took off his hat, he was not young, he looked like he had passed the age of confusion, and his temples were a little gray.

What's more important is that one of his eyes turned out to be blind, which Gao Xian never expected.

"In Xia Lu Canghai, the people of the rivers and lakes call me the heart sword, and those who use swords on the top of the Tianji list can only rank third below. Lu Cang's poster showed his name, and there was a sense of loss in his words, as if the third in the world was not worth mentioning.

But Gao Xian felt that he mentioned it when he saw someone.

It's a pretending criminal.

"The poor road is empty and dusty, but he is only a person who seeks the way in the world. "When it comes to pretending to force Gao Xian, he has never admitted defeat.

"The immortal chief really has the demeanor of a master!" Lu Canghai raised the wine gourd.

"Don't dare, don't dare! Today, when you see the demeanor of today's peerless swordsman, you should be a big white. Gao Xian returned the salute.

"Come!"

"Please!"

The two sides again exchanged ceremonial blows.

Lu Canghai is blind, and there is no cultivation in this world, but he walks in the rugged mountain and snow roads, without the slightest deviation, he walks more steadily than ordinary people, and his behavior is not even different from ordinary people.

Gao Xian was curious and asked him why.

"A swordsman only needs to have a heart, and instead of eyes, he can see more thoroughly. ”

"Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog. ”

"The world has eyes and no hearts, and they are blinded by the prosperity of the red dust. ”

Lu Canghai once again said something that made people seem to understand but didn't understand, but felt quite profound.

Gao Xian still doesn't understand, so please make it clear to Lu Canghai.

Lu Canghai stroked his beard, originally because of the embarrassing scene before, he felt quite upright in the face of Gao Xian's not straight spine in an instant.

Sure enough, Jiang is still old and spicy, this young man doesn't know where he comes from, he can't even see through this realm at a young age, and the donkey under the seat is even more amazing, feeling that he doesn't even have a chance to make a sword in front of this donkey.

But after all, he is young and immature, and his knowledge is shallow, so he will wait for the third swordsman who has been walking the rivers and lakes for many years to teach him a good lesson.

Lu Canghai took off the sword he was carrying, even if the sword had not yet been unsheathed, as long as he held the sword, a powerful power would reign in the night.

Just like a tiger walking in the night, even if you don't see its form, the intense crisis is already terrifying, and it is a kind of power projected from the will.

"The heart of a swordsman can also be called sword momentum and sword intent. ”

"It is also the strongest power that swordsmen pursue when they cultivate to a high level, so although I can't see it, as long as I have a sword in my heart, every move within the sword momentum, falling leaves and snow, and wind and grass are all under control. ”

The cold wind blew, and the last few dead leaves on the tree behind Lu Canghai finally couldn't support it and fell down.

The sword in Lu Canghai's hand was unsheathed.

It's slow, it's slow.

But even this slowness seems to drive the whole world to slow down as well, whether it is the howling of the cold wind, the joyful shadow of the fire, or the speed of falling leaves, it is all controlled by it. The sword was unsheathed, turned around, and slowly caught the fallen dead leaves.

The dead leaves swirled on the tip of the sword, as if dancing.

"The swordsman has no intention, even if he holds a divine weapon, he is vulnerable. ”

"A swordsman has a heart, and a leaf and a flower can hurt people. ”

Collecting the sword, the dead leaves fell into Lu Canghai's hands, and the dead leaves were caught between his fingers.

The fragile dead leaves that were pinched and shattered fused with Lu Canghai, and as he waved his wide sleeves, it was like a sharp blade emitting cold light to pierce the night sky.

"Smack!"

A branch from the tree behind Gao Xian fell and plunged into the snow beside him.

The branch cut was smooth, and I couldn't imagine that it was actually cut by a dead leaf in the air.

It can be seen that Lu Canghai's kendo has really reached an otherworldly state, and he can be regarded as the demonic person in the world as the old Taoist priest said.

Although there is a hint of boasting, this strength is not the slightest fake.

Finally, Lu Canghai sat down and picked up his wine glass, as if recalling a scene he had seen in the past.

"In the past, the sword saint Sima Han cultivated a sword in the spiritual heart, fought against a thousand armies by the river, holding a piece of dead wood, and its sword momentum made the army turn over on his back, and when the sword came out, thousands of swords rang out in unison, and thousands of people bowed their heads and waited to be killed. ”

"This is the sword intent. ”

Lu Canghai's last sentence was word by word.

Then he drank all the wine in one gulp, as if he was not drinking wine, but the heroism of the sword saint who fought against thousands of troops and horses with one person.

Gao Xian realized, originally half leaning on the mountain stone, leaning on the bookcase's body and straightening up.

He easily pulled out the branch that had just been cut off by Lu Canghai from the snow, and learned Lu Canghai's starting style, as if he had already used it as a sword.

"Your Excellency, look at my sword!"

Lu Canghai saw what Gao Xian was going to do, and couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha! There are countless swordsmen in the world who practice swords, but there are very few who want to cultivate this sword intent, which one is not to temper the will to break through in a desperate situation, and it can be ...... for a while."

Before the words fell, I saw Gao Xian move.

With a sword, in Lu Canghai's eyes, the world changed suddenly.

The whole world turned to blazing white, and an immortal under the nine heavens turned into light.

That branch turned into a real fairy sword, and the immortal sword came from the sky, and it came in an instant, and Lu Canghai was like a mortal ant looking up at the sky, and one could not move, and was swallowed by the light in an instant.

Gao Xian's consciousness at this moment was integrated with the green dragon protector, learning Lu Canghai's sword, which was itself a sword, and it was even easier to learn this move.

A sword fell, and by the time Lu Canghai came back to his senses, the Taoist priest had already sat down and added the dead branches in his hands to the firewood.

The winter snow melted within a radius of tens of meters, and there was no white, and there was even a hint of warm spring.

In particular, the few trees beside the two of them actually sprouted new shoots in a moment.

The branch that had just been cut off behind Gao Xian sprouted and grew again, sending out a small white flower, standing proudly in the ice and snow.

Lu Canghai's body stiffened, and his laughter had already stopped abruptly.

This is already a sword technique that is close to the Tao, and it is a miraculous skill, and it is not something that mortals can use.

After a long time, he lost his mind and asked, "Your Excellency has also learned swords?"

"No, I just looked at what you said, thought of the sword you used to have, and just had a slight understanding. ”

Lu Canghai has nothing to say, he only feels that he has learned the sword all his life, and he claims to be the top master in the world, but he is always like a frog at the bottom of the well, and he does not see the size of the world.

In the end, Lu Canghai couldn't help but ask the name of this sword.

"What's the name of this sword?"

"Just now, Brother Lu said that if you don't move down, you will be like a stone of Mount Tai, and if you move, you will be like a flying immortal outside the sky. ”

"It's better to call it a flying immortal outside the sky!"

"Flying Immortals ...... Beyond the Sky"

Lu Canghai was a little complicated when he said these words.

Although Lu Canghai's words were praise, they actually had a sense of grievance.

It means that you, a young man, are so powerful, why didn't you show it earlier, you have to hide it, waiting to see the old man's jokes, it's really unkind.

"I'm a little tired of it, so I'll rest first. ”

As if he was hit hard by Gao Xian, Lu Canghai had no intention of chatting anymore, and the night was already dark, so he lay down and covered himself with a shirt, and rested with a hat on his face.

And Lu Canghai, who was under the hat, did not sleep, he was recalling and feeling the sword that he had envied just now.

If he could really understand it, he might not be the third swordsman in the world.

It's the first in the world.

As for Gao Xian, is he a swordsman?

Lu Canghai completely lost the spirit to compare with him.

Lu Canghai has also seen that this scholar is probably not a mortal, let alone a martial artist, isn't he a legendary immortal?

"This time I went out to meet a ghost, first I met a wolf demon, and then I met a person who cultivates immortals, something that ordinary people can't touch in a lifetime, so I bumped into it all in one day. ”

Gao Xian leaned against the winter flowering tree, smelled the fragrance of the flowers, and fell asleep with the bookcase on his pillow.

The donkey beside him snorted a few times, protecting Gao Xian tightly, his ears swinging from time to time, vigilant around.