Hanging Sword Mountain School Peak, under the pine tree outside the meditation hall.

At this time, it has been more than two months since Su Ying was taken away by Su Ying in Sword Valley.

Ning Baifeng looked at the beam bridge between the two peaks, and in the middle of there, there was a huge picture scroll, although it was far away, he could still see the pattern on the picture scroll clearly.

Ning Baifeng took off the pot between flowers on his waist, looked at the handsome young man with big eyes on the picture scroll, and drank silently in front of the picture scroll.

After the sunrise valley, in the temporary cave mansion of the Ding Sword Pavilion, Ning Baifeng told Su Ying, Lin Yuyuan, and Cao Lu who were present what happened in the Sword Valley, but he just concealed the matter about the moon fall and the master's teaching map.

Before the matter was finished, Su Ying was furious on the spot, and grabbed Ning Baifeng's neck with one hand, if Lin Yuyuan hadn't stopped him, he would have been smashed by his head with a palm and his body would have fallen to the ground.

After saying that, Cao Lu just looked at Ning Baifeng deeply for a moment, and then turned to leave.

After Su Ying calmed down, he directly told Lin Yuyuan that Dongyu's matter must be verified, and during this period, Ning Baifeng would stay in Hanging Sword Mountain, and as long as he found the Sword Venerable who had seized the body to confirm that the matter was true, he would let him go.

Lin Yuyuan's face was embarrassed, even though Ning Baifeng was only a miscellaneous disciple of the Sword Pool, and he didn't even enter the Ding Sword Pavilion, in a sense, he was not a disciple of the Ding Sword Pavilion at all.

But as long as he still has the name of a disciple of the Sword Pool of Ding Sword Pavilion, he can't let someone detain him, even if Lin Yuyuan has some friendship with Su Ying, but he can't abolish the public because of personal gain, not to mention, with the cultivation qualifications shown by this young man in white at present, it is absolutely extraordinary, how can he be detained by others.

Ning Baifeng saw the stalemate between the two, and immediately spoke, willing to go to Hanging Sword Mountain.

Ning Baifeng didn't feel anything wrong with Su Ying's approach, and even fully understood the fact that Su Ying almost killed him after he was furious.

The younger generation who loves died because of this, how can you not be angry.

Moreover, when he was seriously injured now, he really needed to find a safe place to recuperate from his injuries, so Hanging Sword Mountain was the best choice.

At the same time, when he was taken away from Sword Valley by Su Ying, Ning Baifeng did not forget the eyes of those people. If he was really left alone, the result would definitely be a killing to survive, and it was hard to say whether he could survive or not, which was one of the reasons why Ning Baifeng was willing to follow and leave.

In the end, Ning Baifeng really wanted to go to Hanging Sword Mountain, and wanted to put incense on the pillar and toast in front of Dongyu's soul-pulling lamp.

Su Ying and Lin Yuyuan set out to pursue the escaped Jianzun and his party.

It was the head of Hanging Sword Mountain and the master of Dongyu who sent Ning Baifeng out of the Spring and Autumn Heavenly Abyss.

Dong Yu's bad news made this gray-haired old Confucian even more rickety, but he did not get angry, but along the way, he told Ning Baifeng a lot of things about Dong Yu, and he could clearly feel the love of master and apprentice in his words.

Ning Baifeng listened quietly and thought about it with wine.

In a patriarch's hall, there should not be outsiders entering to offer incense, but after hearing Ning Baifeng's thoughts, the old Confucian nodded and agreed, and personally led him to the ancestral hall on the top of the peak, and in front of the soul-catching lamp extinguished by Dongyu, he put on incense and toasted.

Suddenly, the bell rang all over Hanging Sword Mountain.

After leaving the ancestral hall, there were already many disciples of Hanging Sword Mountain standing outside, looking at the young man in white, with different eyes, anger, resentment, sadness, sadness, everything.

Ning Baifeng was speechless, walked down the steps of the Ancestral Master Hall, and bent down deeply at the disciples of Hanging Sword Mountain present.

After that, Ning Baifeng was arranged to rest in a house in the Meditation Hall of Xueshufeng, recuperating his injuries every day, repairing his qi and sea sword gall, and reading in the meditation hall

Sound is a companion.

Today, I walked out of the house where I had been trapped for many days, just because the sword and gall were repaired, and I went out for a walk.

Ning Baifeng took a small sip of wine, looked at the portrait hanging on the beam bridge, and exhaled a deep breath of wine, looking at the wisps of sword qi contained in it, it was inevitable that his heart was a little depressed.

Quietly, a long chime sound sounded from inside the meditation hall. After a few moments, the sound of bustling laughter came from the Jingsi Hall, and then a number of men and women dressed in Confucian robes came out of it, of different heights and ages.

But when they saw the white-clothed young man under the pine on the edge of the cliff not far away, the laughter gradually stopped, and the occasional whisper came.

A light cough came from the meditation hall, and at the same time, there was a sentence, "Don't look at it, don't say anything if it's indecent." ”

Ning Baifeng looked back and saw an old man with white hair, walking out of the meditation hall classroom with some bamboo slips, smiling at him and nodding slightly.

Ning Baifeng immediately returned the salute.

From the first day I came to Jingsi Hall, I saw this old master Zou, when Ning Baifeng was in retreat to recuperate from his injuries, he occasionally came to condole, he was kind, and he was not as hostile to Ning Baifeng as those disciples.

Old Master Zou bowed slightly and left slowly.

The disciples of the school peak who had finished their studies also slowly dispersed because of Old Master Zou's words.

When the crowd dispersed, a young man ran to Ning Baifeng with a bundle of bamboo slips, hesitated slightly, and then still saluted, and said, "Xueshufeng Jingsitang Chai Kuan, I have seen Mr. Ning. ”

Ning Baifeng looked at the young man, and he was in a trance, as if he had returned to the time when they first met, but there was no longer the big-eyed and handsome young man wearing a hat next to him.

Ning Baifeng pinched the wine jug and clenched his fists.

Chai Kuan hugged the bamboo slip, smiled a little bitterly, then looked at the picture scroll hanging on the beam bridge, and said hoarsely: "Although some of our disciples of Hanging Sword Mountain often die in the abyss, I still don't want to believe it, and Senior Brother went like this." ”

Ning Baifeng turned his head to look at the picture scroll, took a sip of wine, and sighed: "When I was stripped of my bones and body, I was still lucky, just thinking that my body was taken away and my soul was still there, but the extinguishing of the soul lamp made me have to accept this fact." ”

When I agreed that Su Ying would go to Hanging Sword Mountain, I wanted to go to the Ancestral Hall on the top of the mountain to offer incense, because there was still a trace of expectation in my heart.

Chai Kuan silently shed tears and asked softly, "Mr. Ning, is there really such a character as Jianzun Fu Shanhe?" But I have looked through all the books in the library pavilion, but I have never seen any records. ”

Ning Baifeng took a sip of wine, then turned the spout of the pot upside down, and the wine poured down, spilling down the cliff and drifting away with the wind.

Listening to the young man's question, he once again recalled the scene that happened in the Sword Valley in his mind, and only after a long time did he mutter: "Now that I think about it, the Spring and Autumn Tianyuan is not recorded in writing, and I think it is the reason why the Sword Venerable Fushan River." ”

Chai Kuan wiped away the tears on his face, took a deep breath and said: "Mr. Ning said that the senior brother was stripped of his body by this person, I believe that Mr. Ning will not lie, I will study hard, one day, I will drive Jianzun Fushanhe out of the body of the senior brother, bring the body of the senior brother back to the mountain, and bury it well!"

Ning Baifeng bent down and patted Chai Kuan's shoulder, quietly looked at the young man's firm eyes, touched somewhere in his heart, and after a moment of silence, he said firmly: "Practice hard!"

The young man hummed, nodded heavily, then turned to leave, and after taking a few steps, the young man turned around again, respectfully bowed, and said, "Mr. Ning, the wine is fragrant and pure, in moderation and not excessive." ”

Ning Baifeng paused the wine jug on the side of his mouth, slightly stunned.

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Suddenly smiled, "This is what Old Master Zou asked me to pass on." ”

Ning Baifeng put down the wine jug, faced the direction of the meditation hall, and saluted with his fists.

The sound of chimes echoed again in the tranquil mountainside of Gakujuku's peak.

The boy waved his hand, turned and ran away.

Ning Baifeng watched the young man run towards the Jingsi Hall classroom until the figure disappeared, then unconsciously raised his hand, his lips touched the mouth of the wine jug, he was slightly stunned, and then smiled lightly, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the picture scroll hanging on the beam bridge, swaying in the wind, and was quietly stunned for a moment, then brought the wine jug to his mouth, raised his head and took a big sip.

Walking back to the house where he lived, Ning Baifeng closed the door, picked up a painting scroll from the bedside, and put it on the table in the house.

During the period of time he was trapped in Hanging Sword Mountain, Ning Baifeng was recuperating from his injuries, and he was reviewing the Spring and Autumn Tianyuan party.

From what he saw and heard all the way after entering the Heavenly Abyss, the adventure in the Earth Worm Valley made him gain a lot, but these things were lost in a blink of an eye, this was the worst loss that Ning Baifeng had suffered along the way.

The You Fang staff was cut off, and the broken joints didn't have time to be recovered, the captured dragon head crutch was shattered with one blow, the golden silk and jade silk boots on his feet were also damaged, and the scattered ones were the shattering of the sheath of the Ling Ling Soil, the explosion of the green bamboo tube, and the loss of the Puliu knife, these were only secondary, and what made Ning Baifeng feel the most sad was the loss of the two flying swords outside his body.

Especially Cun Si has been with him for a long time, which indirectly opened his path of sword cultivation, although Chixiao is always equipped with Nie Hongzhu to control it, but he has also made a lot of contributions, bringing great help along the way.

However, it was these two treasures in the heart that were seized and turned into a part of the other party's body, but they couldn't do anything about it.

During the period of recuperation, Ning Baifeng regretted it every time he thought about it.

Ning Baifeng is not greedy for money, but these things that condense feelings have been destroyed and taken away, just like a friend has died, and his heart has mixed feelings.

To this day, the events that happened in the Sword Valley are still vivid, and what makes him unrelieved is that in addition to Dongyu's death, Nie Hongzhu was forcibly closed with his sword, and then recaptured in the picture scroll.

Now that the sword gall has been repaired, it is time to start solving the problem of the picture scroll.

The picture scroll slowly spreads out, and in front of the bamboo forest, the woman in white stands with a sword.

Ning Baifeng slowly retreated, his right hand clenched, ready to draw his sword at any time.

The five people who traveled with Sword Valley, after being forcibly combined with their swords, turned around and became the sword servants of Sword Venerable Fushanhe, so he couldn't be careless.

The white light flashed on the screen, a cloud of white light flashed, and the woman in white stood at the table with a sword.

As soon as the woman in white appeared, Ning Baifeng struck out without hesitation.

There was a thud.

The woman in white smashed the table and chair and slammed it against the wall, the whole room shook violently, but it did not collapse, and white words appeared on the surrounding walls, like moonlight pouring on the ground, like a dream, extremely beautiful.

When he was arranged into this house, Old Master Zou once said that he would be able to recuperate with peace of mind and not have to worry about being disturbed by ignorant juniors outside.

At that time, Ning Baifeng knew that this house was not ordinary.

It is both protection and house arrest, and Ning Baifeng is not disgusted.

At this moment, Ning Baifeng just glanced at it, not moved by these foreign objects in the slightest, and shot again.

The woman in white was originally a virtual body, but she hit the wall like a normal person, let out a muffled snort, and then exclaimed, "Childe!

Ning Baifeng had already rushed in front of the woman, and the sword in his hand was less than an inch away from the center of her eyebrows, and he froze.

The woman in white leaned against the wall, holding her sword, looking at Ning Baifeng, her eyes were filled with surprise and surprise.