The trees are shady, the crops are everywhere, and the sun is shining. The cool breeze in the mountains is much better than the sultry heat of the plains.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh......" The flying sword shuttled through the jungle, startling the birds and cutting off the light and shadow.

"Howling-ang-" There was a tiger roaring and a dragon roaring in the mountains, this world is the world of cultivating immortals, demon beasts are entrenched in the jungle and wilderness, deserts and rivers, this strange cry, mortals are frightened, and immortals avoid it.

The silver flying sword moved from north to south from outside the mountain, drawing two silver lines, and where it passed, the flying leaves fluttered, and the brush pulled and rang.

When they reached the bend, the two of them slowed down, rounded a raised mountain corner, and saw a river, and slowly flew on the riverbank.

Suddenly, there was a howl in the mountain, it was the person on the flying sword, he raised his head and shouted, and the sound penetrated the heavens and the earth, like a dragon god in the world.

The whistling echoed in the mountains and forests, and the heavenly song suddenly rose:

"The clouds fly to the top, through the rivers,

After a hundred battles, Fang became an immortal.

Punch the mountains, the bones on the sword are cold,

Heroic and heroic, and the love of children lingers—"

Then, another man's rough and heroic voice continued:

"Leave him alone in the spring of the garden,

Mandarin ducks fly and don't love flowers.

The king's power is as rich as the morning dew,

Scattered and gone, there is no afterlife.

Thousands of mountains and rivers, let me trample on them,

The fairy world is boundless, let me kill wildly. ”

Then, the two sang in unison, and their voices suddenly changed from heroic to gloomy:

"The end of the cape is not home,

A cup of tea.

Drink all the bitter things in the world,

There are tears in the sore spot of Xianxia.

The vast sea of people is my generation,

Who's right, who's wrong, who's right and who's wrong?"

The singing stopped abruptly, just as the whistling of the flying sword under the feet of the two of them suddenly disappeared, the flying sword flew up, the two grabbed their hands, and in just one thought, the two flying swords rose out of thin air, and with a "choking" sound, they fell into the scabbard behind the two of them.

The two are middle-aged men, both are very white, one is of medium stature and has a cold face, one is tall and burly, with a loyal face, he wears a square scarf on his head, a white robe fluttering, and a storage bag hangs on his left waist. The two of them flew up, flew to the top of a hill next to them, raised their eyes and looked into the distance, what met their eyes was a waterfall, the waterfall fell from the top of the mountain, the water fell into the river, the turbulent water was like the sky falling from the Milky Way hanging on the mountains and rivers, falling like a big river, tumbling and moving, you can see the waves and flowers in the distance, faintly hear the sound of the roar, the water is turbulent, rumbling like nine days of rolling thunder.

The loyal man said: "That is the Falling Dragon Cliff, and the top of the cliff is the place where the monk Baili Wu and the Tiger King Mountain Xue Xiaomei were hanged. Do you see the building on the stone that protrudes from the top of the cliff? It is not an ordinary building, but the ancestral hall of the two of them. It was built by the monks of the immortal cultivation world to commemorate the two of them. ”

The cold man smiled unnaturally, and said coldly: "The strange man in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, it is really a nest to die in this kind of place! He has been rampant in the Immortal Cultivation Realm for several years and has created countless legends. But what's the use? Life, it's just a whimper. Senior brother, if the hundred miles of mist fall into this waterfall and pool, no one will rescue him?"

Senior brother shook his head and said: "Senior brother, you listen to the sound of the water, you look at the torrent, the pool under the falling dragon cliff is called the Dragon Swallowing Pond, not to mention people, even if the dragon enters it, it can't surface, not to mention ordinary monks such as me." ”

"Won't the corpse float?"

"Ahem, the reason why the Dragon Swallowing Pond is called the Dragon Swallowing Pond is because there is no return to anything that falls, and there seems to be an underground river under the water of this pool, where can I find it? There are countless whirlpools under the pool, and who can resist it? Not to mention the injured white mist. At this point, it may have turned into white bones somewhere underground. Let's go, such a character is also worth our worship!"

As soon as the two of them spoke, their fingers pinched, and the flying sword came out in response, floating in the air, and the two of them fell on the sword, flew away, and came to the bottom of the falling dragon cliff after the tea work. Go up the cliff to go around the mountain, enter from the side, several steep slopes are more steep than the other, if there is no flying sword blessing, ordinary mortals go up the mountain, comparable to climbing to the sky. Along the way, the brothers also found that the road that started from the right down the hill was like a winding dragon body, and the fork in the road was even more like a dragon's feet. After passing the dragon's chest, it is much smoother, and you seem to walk on the dragon's back, and when you get there, it has a name, "fairy road".

What is the Immortal Road for? You can't use a flying sword here, you can only walk to show respect for the deceased.

The two fell, the flying sword was put into the sheath, and they walked instead, and they could always bring out a little wind and waves when they fell together, stirring up the surrounding flowers and trees to fall for a while, and the birds were frightened.

However, as soon as the two brothers fell, a team of flying sword monks with more than 20 people also came from behind, and when they arrived at the immortal road, they did not mean to fall, and passed by the two of them, as if no one was in a land.

The loyal and cheeky senior brother shook his head and smiled bitterly: "This hundred miles of fog has offended countless people in his life, and the immortal path is just an unwritten habit for ordinary monks, so if this enemy comes to take a look, he doesn't care about that." ”

In fact, this immortal road is not very long, and it is not far to walk, the cold-faced brother sighed and said, "Ahem, the person has passed away, why bother." ”

Among the more than 20 people, the leader has a black face, thick eyebrows like a lying silkworm, round tiger eyes, a bear nose and a tiger forehead, and a wide chin. With a muscular body and thick palms, a strong force radiates over him. He wore a brown and black robe, like a tiger skin, which was more ornate than the others.

And there are three women on his left and right, two on the left and one on the right, and the two middle-aged women on the left, peerless,, one looks like everyone is from a beautiful background, melon seed face, high bun, tall figure, cold and beautiful, the other is a group face, small nose and small eyes, like a jade liquid made of ice, looks small and exquisite, very cute, but both of them are not as good as the graceful girl on the right, the twenty-eight beauty, wearing a fire-permeable silk veil, although the inside is tightly wrapped, but it also wraps out the lines, flickering, it is really tempting, the only defect is that this woman is not straight, as if she has a serious injury, her face is blue, her neck is dark, but she doesn't know what disease she hasBut it is also difficult to hide his bumpy figure.

The rest of the people are also wearing tiger skin robes, but this robe is a little darker, simpler, and the backs are all murderous weapons, these people are all strong, with big palms and thick necks, and they are masters at a glance.

When the group was far away, the loyal and cheeky senior brother said in astonishment: "No...... Something is wrong, how is it possible?"

"Senior brother, what's wrong with these people?"

"The leader is Xue Xuanzhang, the mountain tiger of Lotus Tiger King Mountain Town, and the beauty wearing a transparent gauze skirt is Xue Xiaomei Xue Danqing. This...... No way. The senior brother looked at the group and stayed where he was.

"Senior brother, are you sure it's Xue Xiaomei? Didn't Xue Xiaomei also fall into the Dragon Swallowing Pond?

"Zhenshan Tiger has only one daughter, and only one son, how can there be anyone in the immortal cultivation world who doesn't know? Let's go and see what's going on!"

The ancestral hall built near the cliff, the length, width and height are all four zhang, square, very regular, I don't know how much effort it took to build such an ancestral hall, such a tall building was built on the top of the originally unsmooth cliff, it is simply the masterpiece of the gods. There are also pavilions and pebble roads around the ancestral hall, and there is no shortage of stone tables and chairs, and you can even play a game of chess and drink a cup of tea here. In the middle of the ancestral hall is the altar, you can burn incense and pray, the incense burner is also the size of a zhang, the hole in the wall of the ancestral hall can disperse the smoke and dust, the roof can shelter from the wind and rain, and the design is also meticulous.

The mountains and rocks here are strangely shaped, convex in the east and concave in the west, naturally sheltered from the wind and rain, not afraid of wind and thunder, and it is a good place for feng shui. And the waterfall is rolling down next to it, and this roll is a hundred feet high. The rolling water rolls like thunder, and the vastness is surging. The cliff top is very wide, with many boreal coniferous trees and even vines. Strange stones, strange forests, flowing springs and waterfalls, a beautiful scenery, can fall off the cliff here, it can be regarded as a blessed land of feng shui.

The more than 20 people hurriedly entered the ancestral hall, and the two senior brothers followed closely behind.

There is a spiritual position card built in the ancestral hall, and the spirit position card is made of stone, which is immortal for thousands of years, and three big characters are written on it: "Sacrifice Soul Stone." ”

This sacrificial soul stone is tall and tall, and the date and the person who carved the stone are written on it: "On the fifth day of the fourth month of the seventy-ninth year of Jialong of the Demon Immortal Dynasty, the initiates of the Southern Regions were honored. ”

There are still some words behind the sacrificial soul stone, one is the song sung by the brothers before, and the other is written: "Baijun's name is in the fog, Cangzhou Mansion Longqiu Mountain Baijiazhuang people's family, born in the fifty-eighth year of Jialong, died in the seventy-ninth year of Jialong, at the age of twenty-one." Baijun is a famous person in the immortal cultivation world......"

The latter paragraph was written by Xue Danqing, the younger sister of Huwang Mountain, and the engraved font was different from other contents.

The next paragraph is written about how the two of them were buried here in the Falling Dragon Cliff, which is very long and detailed.

At the end of the inscription, it is written like a sigh: "Good and evil are not separated, but there is also good and evil, there is affection and righteousness, and happiness and enmity, right and wrong, who is right and who is wrong, who is friend or foe, how can it be cleared? Heaven and earth have their own justice, and justice is at ease in the hearts of the people." ”

The content of this inscription is engraved by Sanxiu at a glance, not biased towards anyone, and it is also written objectively, there are people on the side of the sacrificial soul stone, there are abuses, praises, Western abuse, and admiration, it can be said that Baili Wu came here to see his benefactor in his life, his friends, and his enemies, but no matter what, Baili Wu died, and all the love and hatred, grievances and grievances dissipated with his death.

Xue Xuanzhang, the mountain tiger of Huwang Mountain Town, saw that the name of his only daughter and beloved daughter was engraved on the inscription, he was very annoyed, and he jumped like thunder, and he was angry, and the senior brothers seemed to be able to see the fire on his head.

Zhenshan Tiger Xue Xuanzhang shouted: "I'm angry with me!"

The simple four words shook the inside and outside of the Falling Dragon Cliff slightly, which shows that the cultivation has reached a certain level, and the aura is strong.

The two ladies, who looked cold and beautiful, helped Fuzhen Shanhu's shoulders and said, "Xuanzhang, don't be so angry, just find the person who carved the stele." ”

"Gas...... Isn't this bullying me and no one in Huwang Mountain......? I ......" Xue Xuanzhang's face was red in anger, and his aura was surging like two ocean currents pouring into his palms from his arms and shoulders, and his palms suddenly became larger, and he slammed his palms at the stone tablet, and the moment his palms burst out of his cuffs, it seemed to be two big hammers, bringing out a gust of wind.

"Slow!" Xue Xiaomei Xue Danqing hurriedly stopped.

Zhenshan Tiger Xue Xuanzhang's palm strength was huge, and he hurriedly withdrew his palm, but the strong wind skipped the stele, the stele shook for a while, and the sound came with an end sound, this palm played a certain power, the aura turned into gas, and the gas was like a sword, leaving a finger mark on the side of the inscription, and the finger belly was wide and narrow. If this palm had been smashed just now, the stele would have been torn apart.

"Dad, he's still alive nine times out of ten. ”

"What? How is it possible that you are still alive after being hit by your fairy sword?"

"But I also took a sword from him, and didn't I still live?"

"That's different, you were knocked into the downstream of the Dragon Swallowing Pond, and he fell directly into the Dragon Swallowing Pond, the Dragon Swallowing Pond is extremely deep, even if your father goes down, there is no return. ”

"Dad, listen to me, when I woke up that day, I found that I had been drugged into a coma!" At this time, her face flushed slightly, the girl was drugged, it was really difficult to speak, but she had to say it at the moment.

"At that time, the two of us were fighting, and the people watching were on the top of this waterfall, and I was drugged, and it could not be a person from the mountain, and the people watching the battle at that time were covered by shields, and they could not get out until the hour. At that time, there was only me and Baili Mist around, and there would be no second person to save me except him. And, I know his voice, his taste, and his shape. When Xue Xiaomei said this, her pale and feeble face showed a hint of brilliance, as if she still had some reverence for Baili Mist, it seemed that no matter whether Baili Wu was dead or alive, he wanted him to live.

"Daughter, you haven't woken up yet, have you? ”

Xue Xiaomei was just about to answer her father's words, when an old man suddenly came in outside, this old man was dressed plainly, like a commoner, sitting on the threshold and gnawing a chicken leg, eating it chirped.

Xue Xiaomei Xue Danqing's big eyes blinked a few times, no longer spoke, tears hung on his eyes, I don't know what he was thinking, he stole the silver into the merit box, then took the giant incense and lit it, knelt on the futon, folded his hands, and prayed silently, he said with a resentful face: "You said what was in your heart before you fell off the cliff, but why didn't you say it earlier? If you do go, will you leave me alone to suffer? This pain will stay with me until I die. ”

After burning incense, he said to himself, "I hope the nightmare is not real." ”

The senior brother looked at the sloppy old man at the door and said, "This is a place to revere the predecessors, what kind of body are you eating and drinking here? ”

Xue Xuanzhang said: "It's not easy to get here, whether it's a mortal or an immortal, you don't have to point fingers at the locals, and spreading it will damage the prestige of my Tiger King Mountain." ”

The senior brother bowed down and clenched his fists and said, "The junior is rude, the senior Haihan." ”

"The two are ......" Zhenshan Tiger Xue Xuanzhang didn't know the senior brother and brother, so he stepped forward to ask directly.

"The younger generation of Nanling City guards the wind and the rain. The senior brother saluted again and answered the senior's question.

"Oh! It turned out to be the Twin Sword Immortals of the Wei family in Nanling, it is said that the swordsmanship of your two brothers is mysterious, and they are really young talents. It's been a long time!" Xue Xuanzhang also hugged his fist salute and showed his weight to the juniors, "Why do you also come to worship Baili Wu?"

This question is amazing, if you answer it wrong, you will be here, after all, Xue Xuanzhang doesn't seem to like Baili Mist very much.

"Ah, we are going to Anhu City, passing by here, just curious about how a person like Baili Wu could die, so I went up the mountain to worship, after all, they are all monks, they are considered to be fellow believers, if they die in the future, they will also set an example for future generations, and someone will worship. ”

Xue Xuanzhang and the Double Sword Immortal chatted about the topic of what they had seen and heard in the world of cultivating immortals, Xue Xiaomei walked alone to the edge of the Falling Dragon Cliff to recall the scene of that day, the wind and thunder on the edge of the cliff were gusting, and the mist was filled, and ordinary mortals would be dizzy and fall directly when they stood on this side, but for the immortal cultivators, it was like walking on the ground, although it was also affected a little, but the impact was not great.

Soon after, everyone dispersed, and the Twin Sword Immortals also left after worshipping, but the old man at the door was still gnawing on the chicken legs, and when he saw everyone disperse, his eyelids moved slightly, revealing a fine light, which was like lightning and thunder, and there seemed to be runes flashing in his eyes.