In the morning, Dayi Town, the crowd was bustling, and two figures, one white and one purple, were walking side by side.

Xing Tian sighed, "It's really rare for Shu to be so stable and prosperous. ”

Bai Song nodded, "It's all the credit of Xun Guoxiang and King Shu." ”

Once, these two teenagers didn't notice this.

It was only after a trip through half the world, and seeing a different kind of life, those barren, dilapidated, or miserable scenes, that they realized how valuable the things they were accustomed to.

This is true for the world, and it is also true for one's own sect.

The two proud sons of the sky also slowly understood that it is difficult to start a business, and it is not easy to keep it, and they no longer take everything for granted.

Bai Song stopped in front of a shop, slightly concealed his figure, and looked at the scene in the shop.

Xing Tian followed his gaze curiously, the shop was not big, and it sold some handmade gadgets, and the style was exquisite, but it was not worth a few dollars.

A young man who looked like a shopkeeper was busy greeting three or two customers in the store.

In the back hall separated by the curtains, Xing Tian could still feel that someone was busy.

"This person used to be a disciple of my Sword Sect. ”

Bai Song said softly.

Xing Tian frowned, even if a disciple of the Sword Sect descended the mountain, he should not be mixed like this.

Bai Song gathered his voice into a line and told Xing Tian the story about the young man.

Zhang Qinggui, Beast Control Trick, Sword Soul Blessed Land, Cloud Fall......

One by one, the familiar or long-ago names in Bai Song's memory were mentioned, and Xing Tian listened silently.

Later, he was abolished and cultivated, and I don't know where he was sent. ”

"It wasn't until I was about to leave the Sword Sect and go to Hengduan Mountain to find you that the sect master and father told me about his whereabouts. ”

And this brings up another story. ”

That story is naturally about Xu Qinghou's father.

After hearing this, Xing Tian let out a long sigh.

There were too many regrets and tragedies back then.

"Do you know why the Sect Master and Father are going to do this with me?"

Bai Song turned his head to look at Xing Tian and asked softly.

Xing Tian thought about it and shook his head decisively, but he was also free and easy.

Bai Song said: "If it were you, after knowing this ending, and letting you make a choice again, would you still make the same choice as before?"

"That's what the Sect Master said to me. ”

Xing Tian pursed his lips, frowned, pinched his sleeves, and fell into deep thought.

"I was in the temple, and I thought quietly for three hours, but I did not dare to answer. The sect master said, let me not be in a hurry, just think about this in my heart, and tell him when I understand it. ”

"Then I set out to look for you at Hengduan Knife Village. ”

Xing Tian looked at Bai Song and said, "Presumably now you have the answer." ”

"Just got a little eyebrows. ”

Bai Song stepped forward and walked into the shop.

Xu Qinghou had never seen Bai Song before, so he greeted him with a kind smile and greeted him warmly.

Bai Song chose one thing, paid the bill with a smile, and walked out of the shop again.

Hearing a warm welcome from behind him, Bai Song looked at Xing Tian next time, "

Find an inn and protect the Dharma for me. ”

Xing Tian looked shocked.

Soon, the two appeared in the room of an inn, and Bai Song was sitting on the bed, and the breath on his body was already a little unstable.

"If my choice was my heart, my most righteous and ideal, then I should accept all the results. If the future outcome influences the choice of today, then that choice is only for profit. ”

Bai Song looked at Xing Tian, "Just like my way." ”

Bai Song's breath shook, his eyes closed, and he began to break through.

Xing Tian was like a great enemy, his consciousness was fully opened, and he watched his surroundings vigilantly.

But even so, Bai Song's words still lingered in his mind.

If it is from the heart, then all the results should be accepted. ”

"If you hesitate because you are worried about the outcome, it is not your choice. ”

"That's the way he was destined. ”

You don't come when you want to come, you want to come when you shouldn't.

Xing Tian shook his head with a wry smile, quickly took out a pen and paper from the square inch, wrote a notebook, called Xiao Er, gave him some broken silver, and asked him to send it to the Xiling Sword Sect as soon as possible.

Then, he closed the door and said with a wry smile: "Brother Bai, you said that you will break through if you break through, why do you pretend to beep in front of me, and leave that sentence until the breakthrough is over and then tell me differently?"

"Now, you and I have become brothers. I try to hold on to the moment people come. ”

Xing Tian sat down cross-legged, struggling to suppress the breath fluctuations on his body, and struggled to carry the time of each breath.

Finally, he sighed softly, and the whole person broke through.

Ordinary inn, ordinary room, no one could have imagined that the two Tianjiao, who had once shouldered the hope of the next generation of the Sword Sect and the Sword Village, were sitting silently in it, breaking through the biggest barrier in cultivation.

The two of them, who couldn't be more consummated at the peak of Tongxuan, didn't even have time to find a breakthrough venue because of an epiphany.

Fate is often so magical and impermanent.

But just like the belief that the two of them firmly believed, this is their own choice, and no matter what the result is, they accept it calmly.

Shan Jixiang is the shopkeeper of this Guilin Inn.

Greet guests from all over the world with a smile, and beckon wealth from all sides.

The shopkeeper is kind to everyone on weekdays, and even occasionally there are some down-and-out beggars who can't afford to pay a copper plate, and he is willing to give a bowl of rice.

Therefore, in this small street, there is a good reputation for being kind and charitable.

Approaching noon, supervising the kitchen preparation for a while, supervising the cleaning of the hall for a while, and having to prepare copper coins for change, the single shopkeeper was finally able to rest, sitting at the counter, beating his shoulders and knocking his legs.

Suddenly, the smile on his face froze, and his body involuntarily cattened slightly, quietly releasing a wisp of qi, feeling the violent vibration of the aura.

He's a cultivator too!

His hands began to tremble involuntarily, his head was bowed, and his face was full of confusion written on his face, which no one could see.

The two of them were breaking through the realm together just now, and one of them, he recognized!

The bolt of the door was opened with a thin blade from the outside, and Bai Song and Xing Tian sat cross-legged

The figure is exposed.

Their breath was so strong and yet so weak.

The shopkeeper stood across the door, his eyes hesitant.

He looked at Bai Song and knew that it was the son of Bai Qingyue, the deputy sect master of the Xiling Sword Sect.

Because, this person used to be ranked first on the Qingxi Sword Pool's must-kill list, but that position has now been replaced by another younger teenager.

Shan Jixiang, a true disciple of Qingxi Sword Pool, a sword cultivator in the Xuan Realm, was ordered to come to Dayi Town to lurk and command all the spies of Qingxi Sword Pool here.

He thought about it, not seeking merit but seeking stability, successfully spending the past five years in Dayi Town, returning to Jianchi, becoming a senior deacon second only to the elders in the sect, and then concentrating on breaking through to the realm of knowing fate, there will be no regrets in life.

Therefore, when such a big credit fell in front of him, he did not have any joy, but was very entangled, and even very afraid.

If you have nothing, you will naturally dare to seek wealth and danger;

But he's different.

Just now, his own servant went to the Xiling Sword Sect to deliver a letter, and he didn't even dare to stop it, nor did he dare to peek, because he knew what the Xiling Sword Sect meant to everyone in this town.

Now that I think about it, I should have reported the news, which means that there is not too much time for him to think about it.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and made a decision in his heart.

The left hand slowly lifted up and reached forward

......

The door was closed again.

Turning his head, a flying sword in the shape of a willow leaf hovered over his brow.

An elegant middle-aged man's face sank like water, and beside him, a smiling, slightly old man smiled and gave him a thumbs up, "Smart." ”

Shan Jixiang's knees were weak and he fell to his knees.

He recognized these two people, Bai Qingyue and Chen Qingfeng.

A day later, Bai Song and Xing Tian returned to the Sword Sect along with Chen Qingfeng and Bai Qingyue;

The inn regained its tranquility;

Shan Jixiang is still the shopkeeper of this Guilin Inn, but he has an extra layer of deeper background behind him, the Xiling Sword Sect.

In front of the sect master's hall, Chen Qingfeng looked at Xing Tian, "Master Xing Zhuang has a letter sent from you, so you don't have to rush back to Daozhuang, he will arrive at the Sword Sect and go to Changzhou with us." These days, together with Bai Song, you are in the mountain gate with peace of mind, stabilizing the realm. ”

As one of the five sects, Hengduan Daozhuang must go to the five sects conference, Xing Tian knows that he is free and easy by nature, and he is also happy to be idle.

He asked, "Sect Master Chen, when will my father arrive?"

Chen Qingfeng shook his head slightly, his eyes looked south, "It's not clear, Lord Xing Zhuang will make a detour to the 100,000 Mountains this time and walk with the people of Sixiang Mountain." Presumably, we are already on the road together. ”

On the mountain road leading from the 100,000 Mountains to Jincheng, a team of about 15 or 5 people was moving forward quickly.

At the front of the line, a majestic man and a woman wearing a veil and a turquoise dress stood side by side.

Xing Zhaoyuan, the owner of Hengduan Knife Village, and Guo Youtang, Qingluan of Sixiang Mountain.

Four elephants in the four elephants, carved dragons, embroidered tigers, green luans, and spirit jiao.

Lingjiao Cao is dead at night, embroidering the tiger

Zhou Mo is in Changsha City, the carved dragon charm is in Changzhou, and only Qingluan Guo Youtang is left behind in Sixiang Mountain.

But this time the Five Sects Conference, even Qingluan had to go out of the mountain.

Sixiang Mountain has already gone away miserably, if this solemn meeting of the Five Sects will lose the name of the Five Sects, I am afraid that Sixiang Mountain will really collapse.

The mountain wind is coming, but it never blows away the gloom between Guo Youtang's eyebrows.

Xing Zhaoyuan saw it in his eyes, but he didn't know how to persuade him at all, so he had to look at him left and right, "Fairy Guo, will Brother Zhou Xian go to Changzhou this time?"

Guo Youtang shook his head, "Master Xingzhuang, Youtang is still not clear. ”

Xing Zhaoyuan sighed, these old five sects seem to have their own problems, and this meeting of the five sects is probably a bloody storm.

No more words, the team walked towards Jincheng firmly and silently.

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Yunluo has been running to the mansion where Daduan is staying a few times in the past few days, but he can get in, and no Daduan official dares to block him out.

But Lu Yun just didn't show up, hiding in the backyard study, ignoring it.

Yunluo also has no way.

I feel that the days when I haven't seen Lu Qi seem like a few years.

That's what this man is.

They often turn a blind eye to those things that they are accustomed to, take them for granted, and only realize them when they lose them.

Yunluo dispelled those useless emotions and threw himself into cultivation.

The Five Sects Conference is destined to be a more tragic competition than the Sword Crown Contest and the Fog Hidden Conference that year.

Shouldering a heavy mission and the expectations of countless people, he can't be careless.

It was getting late, and Yunluo, who had finished practicing for a while, stood in the courtyard, his hands behind his back, and looked up at the sky.

The wind is dyed with some softness by the spring, blowing on the tips of the hair, like a lover's exhalation in the ear.

Yunluo had a bitter face, "Hey......"

"Brother Yun, Jian Qi and Yoyo are back!"

Fu Tianqi's voice was very excited, and he rushed into the courtyard and looked at Yunluo, "I also brought several senior brothers and sisters of Sword Seven!"

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "Sword and Immortal" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~