In the intertwining of sword light, Ning Junxi stretched out his hand to the sword.

Getting warm is not as disappointing as imagined.

So, Ning Junxi smiled.

He exerted his strength slightly, only to hear a soft click, and the clear and exquisite long sword was held in Ning Junxi's hand.

The long sword reflected the crystal brilliance, like the light of the morning light, gorgeous and dreamy.

So, he looked at the sword and smiled a little more heartily.

Suddenly, countless snowflakes fell overhead, falling on the lonely peak, and thousands of rays of light, the scenery was intoxicating in an instant.

Ning Junxi closed his eyes slightly and took a step forward gently.

An extremely dazzling light flashed.

There was a muffled sound.

Immediately after, two ticks.

Blood dripped on Lone Peak.

Suddenly, the stars on the top of the lonely peak became chaotic, and the dimest star shone brightly, and then dimmed again.

......

Green mountains and green water bamboo buildings, the old people drink tea leisurely.

Suddenly, the jade pendant on his waist shook violently, and then, the entire landscape and world trembled.

There was a muffled bang, and the teacup in the old man's hand exploded violently.

The old man stood up abruptly, frowning and looking around.

The surrounding mountains and rivers and bamboo buildings gradually distorted, as if they were about to turn into nothingness.

The old man's pupils shrank suddenly.

How is it possible, who has the ability to go to that place?

In the distorted space, ripples flutter slightly.

The old man is gone.

......

The scenery on the lotus peak is excellent, and the faint clouds and mist are swirling, like a fairyland.

A young Taoist priest with a good appearance lies on the back of a stone turtle and basks in the sun.

As soon as he waved, a donkey grazing in the distance stepped forward, and a bookcase hung on one side, and there were several ancient Taoist books in the bookbox.

He took off a volume, and just about to flip through it, his face suddenly changed slightly, and he slowly relaxed, and slowly put back the book with the cover of "Huang Tingjing" but it was much thicker.

I don't know when he came to the Taoist priest, the long-bearded old man in a gray long-sleeved Taoist robe didn't care, but just said softly: "What, I can't bear the scenery under the mountain?"

This handsome Taoist who had been on the mountain for more than ten years and had only been out of the mountain once raised his head, looked at the person behind him, and said suspiciously: "Senior brother, why did you come out today?"

"Come out and look at the stars. The old man twisted his beard and smiled, "You've been out for a year, but have you met that person?"

"He's good. The little Taoist priest thought about it and said seriously.

Something suddenly flashed in the sky, and even the sun could not hide its brilliance, and it disappeared in an instant.

The little Taoist priest was stunned, pinched his fingers slightly, jumped off the back of the turtle, and wanted to find roots and dead branches to make calculations.

"Don't count!" the old man grabbed him, "These are not counted. ”

The little Taoist priest looked at the old man suspiciously.

The old man twisted his beard and sighed softly, "It was born after all." ”

......

The rain is dripping, and even in the hurried and lively imperial capital, it can create a poetic feeling of light rain and crisp.

In the distance, two Taoist priests walked slowly in the streets and alleys in the light rain, one fat and one thin, and their appearance was very conspicuous.

The tall and thin Taoist priest was holding a floating dust in his hand, stepping on Taoist boots on the soles of his feet, and he walked on the road with a bit of fairy wind and bones, but it was the short and fat Taoist priest who walked a little funny, and his big belly was more like a rich man, and his eyes were almost squinting into a line when he laughed.

The two of them came from a distance, but no one seemed to notice them, and they all hurried by with their necks bent.

"The last time you and I were like this was thirteen years ago. The tall and thin Taoist priest opened his mouth lightly.

"At that time, the guest star had the sign of entering the Purple Palace, you and I saw all the imperial capital in one night, and now we see each other, what is it?" The short and fat Taoist priest glanced at the top of his head and sighed slightly.

"Northwest. The tall, thin Taoist priest glanced at the sky.

Dark clouds are overhead, and there is no light of day.

"The source of the disaster is also the northwest. Humpty Dumpty Taoist priest also looked up at the sky.

Suddenly a lightning bolt swept through the clouds, followed by spring thunder.

Humpty Dumpty Daoist sighed, "I see. ”

......

The Tianhe hangs green water, showing off the nine hibiscus.

Under the waterfall, the white-clothed monk sat on the big bluestone, quietly watching the sunlight through the water vapor and burst into colorful colors.

A Bodhi tree is behind the monk, the mountain breeze is blowing, and the branches and leaves are swaying.

A bit of extremely bright light was reflected on Bai Lian, flickering slightly, and disappeared in an instant.

The mountain breeze is still there, and the waterfall is still the same.

The white-clothed monk leaned back slightly and closed his eyes.

The linden tree shook slightly, and a few dewdrops fell.

......

In the Hongyan Cave, the old monk closes his eyes and says Zen, and the little monk closes his eyes to listen to Zen.

"Master, the world is bitter, but why is it bitter and I don't know?" the little monk suddenly opened his eyes and interrupted.

The old monk's words paused slightly, "Being in Lushan, how do you know Lushan?"

The little monk scratched his head ignorantly.

The old monk suddenly sighed and stood up.

The little monk was inexplicable.

The old monk walked outside the cave, looked at the red mountain rock, and muttered to himself, "What should come will come." ”

......

The wind blows the blue lake, there are aquatic plants swaying, swinging circle ripples, lining the color of the lake jade, looking at it from afar, shallow and deep, endless.

Although the island of ten thousand poisons is dangerous, its scenery is extremely beautiful.

A little girl in a light green Luo skirt sat on the soft lakeside, looking at the lake with one hand on her cheeks like a mirror.

"Girl, what are you thinking?" The old man walked slowly not far away and sat down beside the girl.

"I want to go out and see. The girl smiled slightly and said quietly.

The old man sighed, touched the girl's head, and turned his head to look at the lake.

The blue waves are rippling, the green ripples are sparkling.

The old man was suddenly stunned and looked up at the sky.

The sky is as quiet as washing, and the white clouds are leisurely.

The old man took the girl into his arms and said lovingly, "Girl, grandpa will take you somewhere." ”

"Where are you going?" the girl blinked.

"Thousands of miles of snow. The old man said quietly.

......

On the desolate city wall, an old man who did not know his age sat cross-legged.

He was dressed in a thin green shirt fluttering in the wind and sand, and there was nothing else around him.

In his early years, he also used a sword, but he broke one after another, and in the end, except for his natal flying sword, he simply didn't use it.

He calmly looked at the endless yellow sand outside the city walls, rolling like a tide.

Whenever this is the season, the Great Wall of Sword Qi can always be quiet for a while.

He has lived too long and seen too many people, but he still remembers the young man who came suddenly, stopped the smoke of gunfire here for a hundred years, and wrote on the city wall, 'All laws are one'.

There were only eighteen words on the wall, and the man accounted for four.

The world owes that young man, but no one in the world knows.

There is a glimmer of light in the north through the sand and dust, which is not noticeable.

The old man was stunned and muttered to himself, "It's been a thousand years." ”

......

The top of the lonely peak, there is no chaotic starlight.

The snow light and sword light are intertwined, reflecting on the snow-colored young man.

The boy was asleep.

With a faint sigh in the silence, the old man appeared on the top of the lonely peak.

Hundreds of long swords hummed.

The old man waved.

Everything repeats calmly.

So, the old man took a step forward.

Then he appeared next to the boy.

The little beast curled up between the boy's elbow instinctively shrank and leaned against the boy.

The old man looked at the little beast for a long time and sighed, "Cause and effect reincarnation, that's it." ”

He bent down and picked up the young man, looking at the little beast with sharp eyes, "You and him don't owe each other, and after that, if you use him again, you will bear the consequences." ”

The little beast shivered.

At this time, the old man suddenly sighed and took another step.

In an instant, he appeared in a snowy field.

Between heaven and earth, there are only a few snow-covered ice sculptures.

With a wave of the old man's sleeves, the ice sculptures shattered instantly, and a young man appeared in one of the ice sculptures, exuding a slight white.

The old man frowned slightly, stretched out his hand to the center of the young man's eyebrows, and then flicked his sleeves.

A white jade-colored jade pendant flew out of the young man's body, and the young man disappeared in an instant.

At the same time, the faint words spread in this space.

"After today, Emei has nothing to do with the Lin family. ”

The wind and snow are long, but they fall silently.