The people on the mountain go down the mountain, in the mortal court, or the gangs in the rivers and lakes, it is not a good thing, the sword cultivation on the mirror mountain goes down the mountain, or rather, it is the two sword masters who are in charge of a peak, Shanhaiguan will never go down the mountain without a major event, this is also the rule that Shanhaiguan sword cultivation has been inherited for thousands of years, it is so ridiculous, the mountain cultivators are the most fearful, and even give the names of "difficult ghost" and "big killer" to Shanhaiguan Jianxiu, and try their best to slander them, but Shanhaiguan Jianxiu has always abided by the rules set by the saints of a hundred schools, which is really ridiculous.

Wang Yuanbao is not clear about the filthiness of these hundred saints, or the people who have narrow vision but great power in the hundred schools, and the only thing he has to do now is to consolidate the current martial arts realm.

After the sword slashed Taiyue, not only cut Taiyue Mountain, but also broke the shackles in Wang Yuanbao's heart, without the shackles in his heart, the martial arts realm that had already fallen into a bottleneck was like a bamboo, all the way to the city, and all the tightly closed knots and meridians were broken, from the three realms to the five realms.

Soldiers, martial arts, but also all the martial arts in the world, one to three realms, called the three realms of mountaineering, can only be regarded as the only way to lay the foundation, step by step, there is no chance to be lazy, just like Wang Yuanbao, with the moment of life and death when the fight is really fought, climbed to the top of the three realms, and now it is among the five realms, I have to say, this is really to make the world's warriors and martial artists ashamed.

Wang Yuanbao punched out one punch after another, the five realms of martial arts, he was already able to use the martial arts in the meridians of the trick points at this moment, such as the arm and the fingers, every punch brought out, all of them were fists, and the martial arts were like fists, attached to Wang Yuanbao's fist.

Practicing boxing millions, Wang Yuanbao did not dare to have a moment of slack because of the five realms, this is not stupid, but really smart, maybe in the eyes of others, repeated over and over again, is a waste of time, but, the sage book said "review the old and learn the new, can be a teacher" is not exactly the case?

Wang Yuanbao will not be a master for others, but he will be self-disciplined, every time he hands out a punch, every time the mood and martial arts flow, the fist will gallop, all of them are missing a thousand miles, but the purpose of Wang Yuanbao's boxing practice is far more simple than what the sages said in the book, practicing boxing millions, like reading a book ten thousand times, when the time comes, the essence of it will naturally enter the heart.

"Brother, are you alright?"

Not far away, there was a pleasant voice like a silver bell from Qingluan, Wang Yuanbao retracted his fists, his fist intent and martial arts were retracted, he turned to look at Qingluan, who had already arrived in front of him, touched her head and said, "Isn't this good?"

Qingluan did not shy away from Wang Yuanbao touching her head like this, men and women did not kiss, but said that strange men and women should not be too close, but Qingluan really liked Wang Yuanbao, she would not shy away from these.

smiled sweetly, and the two pear vortices at the corners of his mouth appeared, which were frighteningly cute.

Wang Yuanbao likes Qingluan's smile the most, and the two pear vortices seem to have a different kind of magic, as if they can make people forget all their sorrows and troubles.

Although Qingluan is also considered to be tall and jade, it only reaches Wang Yuanbao's chest, so Wang Yuanbao touched her head, which was very harmonious.

Yun Yan stood on the Yuling Courtyard, looking at Wang Yuanbao and Qingluan from a distance, and smiled knowingly, this stupid girl finally opened her mind, which man, or boy, can't resist the gentleness of a woman, otherwise how can there be, the hero is sad and gentle?

As a sister, I really broke my heart for the joy of my sister.

Suddenly, Yun Yan felt a pain in her heart, as if something important had been taken away, and a burst of sadness suddenly came.

The blurry in front of her eyes, a little bit of warmth, slid across her cheeks, fell on the placket, couldn't stop it, tears fell like rain, Yun Yan touched her heart, she hadn't cried for a long time, even in the Zhiluo Pavilion, when she was the most helpless, she just gritted her teeth, resisted hard, and didn't shed a single tear, but now what's the matter, the tears are falling like this?

Is it jealousy?

Yun Yan knew very well that she was by no means jealous, so who was the heartache?

There is no love and hate in the world for no reason, Yun Yan has read many books and knows a lot of truths, this is tempered from human feelings, but at this moment, it is useless at all, and tears still can't stop flowing.

A sigh rang out.

Zhang Zaihou stood downstairs and sighed, he thought about it for a long time, and finally decided that he still had to let Yun Yan know the truth, or rather, this truth was originally her memory, but it was sealed by someone, so that she had no past.

Looking at the Buddha beads in his hand, Zhang Zaihou smiled, among his classmates, he was most envious and jealous, not the three disciples of Lao Xiucai, but Gu Liangchan, a scholar who insisted on becoming a monk, but had a love that made everyone jealous.

The story of an infatuated woman meeting a ruthless person is not only regrettable, but also envious, don't say stupid, because infatuation is hard to find.

Zhang Zaihou waved the Buddhist beads engraved with scriptures in his hand and threw them at Yun Yan's feet, and walked out of Yuling Courtyard silently.

Yun Yan looked down when she heard the sound, a Buddha bead rolled to her feet, bent down to pick it up, the Buddha bead gave Yun Yan a feeling of familiarity, but she couldn't say where it was familiar.

Rubbing the raised scriptures on the beads, one

A little bit of light flashed from the Buddha beads, and fell imperceptibly in Yun Yan's eyes.

The clouds rose suddenly.

is paying attention to Wang Yuanbao and Qingluan, not only Yun Yan alone, but also Jiang Ayuan, who has become the child king of Zhongnan Academy.

Feelings are something that can't be said clearly, I don't know what to do, and I'm most afraid of going deeper.

Jiang Ayuan looked at Qingluan and Wang Yuanbao, feeling uncomfortable, even if Zhang Zaihou told her and Han Shen that Wang Yuanbao was their uncle, Jiang Ayuan still liked Wang Yuanbao, and Wang Yuanbao should have been her person.

It's just that Qingluan is intervening in the middle, which really makes Jiang Ayuan's heart angry, which is also the reason why she has been avoiding Wang Yuanbao for several days.

"Is it pretty?"

Jiang Ayuan said angrily when he heard this: "It's a good fart!"

This is what she learned from Han Shen, but this is the first time she has said it.

"That's not good-looking, don't go back to study!"

With a familiar voice and a familiar bookish scent, Jiang Ayuan turned his head, and Zhang Zaihou was looking at her with a smile.

It's just that this human and animal smiled harmlessly, which made Jiang Ayuan shudder.

"Ahh

Jiang Ayuan shouted, ran away, and ran towards her and Han Shen's base camp.

And Zhang Zaihou didn't chase him, he came here to find Wang Yuanbao for something, and it was just easy to catch Jiang Ayuan.

Wang Yuanbao and Qingluan naturally heard the movement here and looked over.

Zhang Zaihou smiled and walked towards Wang Yuanbao and Qingluan: "It's okay, but I disturbed the two of you, don't blame it." ”

Qingluan's face suddenly turned crimson, she naturally heard the banter in Zhang Zaihou's laughter, and said to Zhang Zaihou: "Since Mr. Zhang has something to do with his brother, then I won't bother my brother and Mr. Zhang." ”

As he spoke, he looked up at Wang Yuanbao and left as if he had fled into the wilderness.

"Little junior brother, do you have any plans for the future?"

Zhang Zaihou already knew that the gate of the East Shenzhou Jixia School Palace gave people a sword to cut off, good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles, Zhang Zaihou has already guessed who did it, he is here, just for Wang Yuanbao's future future.

Wang Yuanbao said: "I don't know. ”

The tone is serious, it's not fake, Wang Yuanbao really doesn't know where he should go, what Mr. Fang entrusted, he has already completed, but he is like a rootless duckweed, and the future is uncertain.

Zhang Zaihou looked at the puzzled Wang Yuanbao and said: "The little junior brother or stay in the academy to study, and to learn the truth, not only to travel thousands of miles, but also to read thousands of books." ”

Hearing this, Wang Yuanbao thought about it for a long time, he didn't know what he should do, whether to stay in the academy and read thousands of books, or continue to walk the rivers and lakes, this is a choice.

Zhang Zaihou actually wanted Wang Yuanbao to stay in the academy to study, in his opinion, the current situation is that only the academy can avoid the coming wind and rain.

After a long silence, Wang Yuanbao said: "I still like to walk the rivers and lakes, read thousands of books, I can't give up, I can't give up on traveling thousands of miles, the world is so big, I can't stick to one side of the academy, I want to see the world, to listen to the truth of the world." ”

Zhang Zaihou said with a smile: "Sure enough, Wanli Road and Ten Thousand Books, the little junior brother still chose the Ten Thousand Miles Road, it doesn't matter, I just do what I want, my proposal is just a joke, and the little junior brother should not take it to heart." ”

After saying that, he pulled Wang Yuanbao and walked towards the outside of the academy.

"Since you want to see the world, wouldn't it be a pity not to appreciate the prosperity of Jiankangjing?

At the same time, on the bank of the Wuding River in the south of Kyaukjiao Island, two people came.

Three thousand miles outside Dengzhou City, there is a river, the name is Wuding, the river is turbulent, there is no one within fifty miles of the river, all are wild forests.

There was a great battle by the Wuding River, where hundreds of thousands of people died, but it also made the top general of Great Qin, Han Geshu.

There were once bones and bones here, and there was once a blood-stained river here, but they are only in the past, and stories are things that are gone, and they will eventually be forgotten.

Poetry doesn't.

"Poor and uncertain riverside bones, like a person in a spring boudoir dream. ”

Fang Yuan and Su Yousheng had already crossed the Wuding River, and further on, it was in the East China Sea.

The oncoming wind also had the salty smell of seawater, and the clouds were much lighter.

Su Yousheng asked Fang Yuan why he didn't practice the Kuai Ya Sword Technique, because she had an intuition that Fang Yuan was the most suitable person for the Kuai Ya Sword Technique.

But Fang Yuan just said lightly: "What is already familiar will eventually lose its original taste, just like a sword, and if there is more, it will become ordinary." ”

Su Yousheng couldn't understand what Fang Yuan was talking about, but she could be sure that Fang Yuan was the true ancestor of the Exterminator.

However, Fang Yuan has never admitted or denied this.

Donghai Baixiaozhai is located in Canghai Prefecture, there is a mountain on the sea, and the name is called Lonely Mountain.

On the lonely mountain is Bai Xiao Zhai, the last generation of Bai Xiao Zhai was surnamed Lin, he established Bai Xiao Zhai with his own strength, and planted thousands of acres of plum forest.

Before the practice, Lord Lin Zhai was a scholar and also had a wife, and his wife liked plum blossoms, so she planted a cold plum tree in Lord Lin Zhai and her small home.

But before the cold plum bloomed, she went to the netherworld first.

Since then, Lord Lin Zhai has given up his fame and embarked on the path of cultivation.

He planted plums on a lonely mountain to commemorate her.

"My family has a cold plum plant, and my wife planted it by hand when she was born, and now it has been covered like a pavilion. ”

On the lonely mountain, there is a "reading micro grass hall" built by the imperial court for the sects participating in the lonely mountain to live.

After Baixiao Zhai is a low mountain, the mountain is on the lonely mountain, it is called the mountain on the mountain.

On the mountain, there is an old man dressed in white, with kind eyebrows and ordinary temperament, just like the old man next door, ordinary and kind.

The closest thing to the way of heaven in this world is this ordinary Baixiao Zhai Lord who is like the old man next door.

The cultivation is against the way of heaven, and if you are obedient, you will be immortal, so there will be a saying of crossing the catastrophe and ascending.

And what Bai Xiaozhai Lord cultivates is the Shuntian Dao, although he cannot live forever, he can be infinitely close to the Heavenly Dao.

At this moment, opposite the Lord of Baixiao Zhai, there was a young man in a purple robe, with a black cat with amber eyes, this young man had a gentle face, but there was a sword intent dormant in his eyes.

Although he is young, he is an old friend of the Lord of Baixiaozhai.

The sound of the rising and falling tides can be heard very clearly on the mountain, just as the Lord of Baixiao Zhai sees everything in the world.

The young man stroked the black cat lying beside him and said, "How long will it snow fall in the Snow Valley?"

Lord Bai Xiaozhai stroked his snow-white beard and said: "If the old demon of the knife on the Wind and Snow Mountain does not go down the mountain, the snow will never stop." ”

"When will the boundary river in Old Guizhou rise?" the young man smiled, but all he asked was about the world.

This time, Lord Baixiao did not answer him, but asked rhetorically: "When will mahjong spread to Lao Guizhou?"

The young man raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Soon." ”

At this time, the lonely mountain has seen the stars, the stars are dotted, and the lonely mountain under the starlight lingers with the cold fragrance of cold plums.

The young man chuckled, picked up the black cat and turned into a sword light to illuminate the plum blossoms on the mountain.

Lord Bai Xiaozhai looked at the picture scroll on the table, which was painted in the battle of the Wuding River, full of corpses and bones, and the beacon flames were in the sky, but between the blood and the beacon smoke, there was a sword light, and there were two people in the sword light, a man and a woman.

Waving his hand to put away the scroll, Lord Baixiao Zhai looked at the bright moon rising between the sea and the sky, and remembered what the old lord said.

"People's thoughts are like this full moon, if you can't see the person you miss, even if the moon is full every night, it will also reduce the clear light. ”

Lord Baixiao didn't understand what the old lord meant by this, until he saw the painting of the young man.

"Sijun is like a full moon, and the night is less bright. Old faster, I see what you mean. ”

Today's Baixiao Zhai Lord is really close to the Heavenly Dao, and the favor owed by the old Zhai Lord is destined to be repaid by him.

Fang Yuan and Su Yousheng went to the seashore of the Lonely Mountain, but they did not enter the Lonely Mountain with their swords.

Because Fang Yuan wanted to see the rise and fall of the tide.

Su Yousheng didn't say anything, because she hadn't seen the rise and fall of the tides in the sea, she had been in Jingshan since she was a child, and she had never seen the magnificent scenery of the sea and the sky.

The night sea is reflected in the stars.

Neither of them left to speak, each thinking about his own thoughts.

In the distance, there is also a sea, but there is one more person than now, a woman, who laughs heartlessly.

After taking a sip of wine, I was still drunk, and the slight astringency contained sourness, just like the feeling of first love.

But it's hard to say that she's still not there when she laughs.

Thinking of this, Fang Yuan's Gujing Wubo's state of mind was full of waves, whether it was casual or bold, he couldn't forget his feelings.

After that, I can't think about it anymore.

Because nostalgia is broken by the turbulence of the tides.

The waves crashed on the shore and rolled up thousands of piles of snow, Su Yousheng remembered the snow that fell in the Shendu and the person who walked in the snow.

She couldn't remember, and she didn't remember, the name of the man in the snow and what she called him.

Maybe the bright moon is the best time to miss someone.

It is indeed like a full moon, Sijun is gone, and the night is light.

However, there was a sword light in the full moon, and a cat meow sounded in that sword light.