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Song Mingting jumped out of the water, holding the Cold Star Sword in one hand and a hand full of fragments in the other, and fell to the edge of the pool.

The shard was not gold or jade, it was pure ink, and it was covered with stars.

After rushing out of the water, Song Mingting used his mana, and the water in his clothes evaporated rapidly under the action of mana, and it quickly dried. Then he looked up.

This is a deep and secluded valley, the grass and trees are deep, the pool is quiet, and a silver dragon on the cliff wall rushes down and falls into the pool. This valley Song Mingting was too familiar, because this was the valley where he used to practice swords.

Song Mingting pinched a sword trick. At this moment, he noticed that his hands were trembling a little. The Cold Star Sword flew out into the air, turned into a cold sword light, and stopped in front of Song Mingting.

The sword light was deep and cold, dotted with dozens of stars. Song Mingting jumped and came to the sword light. Then he urged the flying sword to fly towards the sky, and at this moment, he almost couldn't wait.

The Cold Star Sword quickly crossed the valley, and as a result, his vision instantly widened.

The first thing that catches your eye is a majestic giant peak. The giant peak is flat and towering into the sky. Halfway up the mountain, it is hidden in a sea of clouds, making it impossible to determine how high and majestic this peak is.

Around the giant peak, there are many small peaks, but compared to the giant peak, these mountains are obviously much shorter, and most of the mountains do not touch the sea of clouds. However, in addition to the giant peak in front of you, there are five other peaks in the distance that are equally eye-catching, these five peaks are either steep or beautiful, and the forms are different, but they are all towering into the clouds, and they are hidden in the golden sea of clouds from the halfway point of the mountain.

The clouds are misty, the glow is golden, the peaks of different heights seem to be wandering in the golden ocean of green boats, this situation and this scene, it is really like a dream, better than a fairyland.

Song Mingting looked at the giant peak hidden in the sea of clouds in front of him, and couldn't stop trembling: This is really not a dream, he is really back.

After a long time, Song Mingting finally stopped the trembling of his body, urging the sword light under his feet to fly towards the giant peak.

This is Zhongshu Peak, where his master is located. His master is called "Guizang Sword Pavilion", which is one of the top kendo schools in the world, established more than 3,000 years ago, with a long heritage and rich heritage.

There are a total of six main peaks in the division, namely Wude Peak, Jingyang Peak, Zhemei Peak, Jingyue Peak, Zhongshu Peak and Yaoli Peak, each peak represents a lineage of inheritance, he is a disciple of Zhongshu Peak, is the thirty-second generation of true disciples.

But such a powerful division was destroyed overnight ten years later. Not only was the mountain gate occupied, but most of the elites in the gate were also killed or injured.

Thinking of this, Song Mingting's mood became cold again.

The sword light flashed in the sky and landed at the foot of the Zhongshu Peak. Song Mingting took away the sword light and looked up at the mountain peak in front of him that had been lost for a hundred years. He stood at the foot of the mountain for a long, long time, until his mood calmed down, and then he walked towards the mountain step by step.

Along the way, he looked at the scenery along the way almost greedily: when he was on the mountain in the past, he went up and down the mountain, all with the sword, and never took a good look at the scenery along the way. Later, the mountain gate was captured by the Demon Dao, and at that time he wanted to take a good look again, but he never had a chance again. After returning from this rebirth, he naturally wanted to take a good walk on the road that he had never walked before, and take a look at the scenery that he had never seen before.

Along the way, the trees are like covers, the flowers are like brocade, from time to time there are mountain muntjac, wild deer, rabbits flash in the bushes, and occasionally groups of small figures emerge in the bushes. These villains are all tiger-headed, only a vague human form, the whole body exudes a green glow, looming in the bushes, looking at Song Mingting curiously from time to time, and when he approached, he quickly disappeared into the bushes as if frightened.

This is a fungus man, a spirit transformed by the ease of plants and trees, which can only be bred in the mountains and rivers with pure aura and flourishing plants. He hadn't set foot on this land in hundreds of years.

In his previous life, the demon attacked the mountain and occupied the mountain gate, and only a few people survived at that time, and he was one of them. After the division was destroyed, those who were lucky enough to survive became lost dogs, and although they struggled several times, they were finally unable to return to heaven. After that, the Supreme Elder, Elders, and Senior Brothers died one after another, and in the end, he was the only one left.

Since then, he has been alone, fighting his fate alone, and then - and then - even he is dead.

There was a sound of leaves shaking, Song Mingting's footsteps startled the perched birds in the trees, and several cranes rushed out of the woods with their wings and flew high into the air. These cranes are black and white, the feathers on the neck and body are white, but the feathers on the top of the head, the lower part of the wings, and the tail are pure black, and even the slender feet are pure black.

Song Mingting raised his eyes, and then withdrew his gaze.

This is the Taiji Crane, a kind of spirit bird unique to Guizang Mountain, named because the feather color is the same as Taiji. The Taiji Crane is a scene of their return to the Sword Pavilion, it is spring now, and it doesn't show anything special, but if it is winter, it snows, and the snow covers the peaks, then you can appreciate the wonders of it.

Then continue upward, and when we reached the halfway point of the mountain, it was close to noon. The sea of clouds is close in front of you, and after passing through the sea of clouds, you can see the building. At this moment, two clouds of sword light lit up in the clouds.

Song Mingting stopped.

The two clusters of sword light were blue gray and water blue, and as the distance got closer and closer, the sword light became brighter and brighter in the clouds, and soon passed through the clouds.

On the sword were two teenagers, and the two of them were wearing the same white ink sword robes as Song Mingting.

The taller man looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old, with white skin like snow, eyebrows like willow leaves, extremely delicate facial features, and a cold face, quite handsome. But his eyes are very calm, and his temperament is also very calm, which reduces the femininity on his body.

The shorter boy looked at the size of fourteen or fifteen years old, his skin was not white, and when he stood next to the tall boy, his skin was even darker, although his appearance was not as delicate and handsome as the former, but it was not bad, he was tiger-headed, his eyes were cunning, and he was clever.

The two also saw Song Mingting, first stunned, and then stopped.

"Third Senior Brother. The two stopped to salute Song Mingting, but their tones were unfamiliar, with polite detachment.

Song Mingting stood in front of the two, he suddenly found that his emotions were very wrong, he felt that he should be excited, because the two were not others, but his junior brothers. Moreover, he is his brother-in-law's junior brother! The eldest one is his fourth junior brother, whose name is Li Qingque, and the younger one is his fifth junior brother, whose name is Wei Kuangyuan. And the reason why he felt that his emotions were wrong was because both of them died in the battle of the Demon Dao attacking the mountain, and he hadn't seen the two of them for more than a hundred years. So his emotions should be excited at the moment, but now his heart is still lifeless, and there is no wave at all.

This is not right, it is very wrong!" Song Mingting said in his heart, but although he thought so, his heart was still full of ancient wells.

Wei Kuangyuan saw that Song Mingting had not reacted, and he was already impatient in his heart. His relationship with Song Mingting is not good, and of course, it is not bad. Because Song Mingting's roots are average, his cultivation is slow, and although he is not bad, he has an introverted personality and has no sense of existence, such a person naturally makes people unable to get intimate, so he is really not familiar with this third senior brother. Therefore, seeing that Song Mingting didn't respond for a long time, he was a little impatient, and just as Wei Kuangyuan was about to speak, Song Mingting suddenly spoke, and he let out an expressionless "um".

The two sides looked at each other without saying a word, and after Wei Kuangyuan and Li Qingque were stunned, they politely said goodbye to Song Mingting, but left quickly. And Song Mingting continued to walk up until the figures of the two disappeared.

Soon, his figure disappeared into the sea of clouds.