The black charcoal footsteps are lifted, and the carriage road is embankmentd.

Before I knew it, several dawns and dusks had passed, and it was time to look up at the Sword Valley with wind and snow in my eyes.

Zhang Jianyun lifted the curtain of the carriage, held his head high, and looked at the proud three mountains in the distance.

The leader nestled in the carriage, not wanting to look outside.

Closing his eyes, he waved his hand at Mo Haoqiong and Zhang Jianyun, as if he was in a hurry, "Let's go, let's go, Jianyun and I will be sent here, you two hurry up, and we will also prepare to hurry." ”

"Not even a day to keep him?"

The leader opened his eyes and shook his head resolutely. Just as he was ready to refuse with righteous words, he saw Zhang Jianyun's gaze looking back.

The cold light is revealed.

He understood in an instant.

The leader shook his head again according to the rhythm of shaking his head just now, and said, "That's it, that's it, I'll just accompany you two and stay for a few more days." And by the way, I went to meet the fifth in the world who was only in the rumors, and the Aoxue Fairy, opened my eyes, and talked about a few more capitals in front of people. ”

Zhang Jianyun's cold eyes gradually softened.

The eyes are soft and delicate.

The leader rarely saw Zhang Jianyun like this, he ...... My heart moved.

Then, go up the mountain.

As the saying goes, once born and twice matured, the leader and Zhang Jianyun did not have the involuntary tension and embarrassment when they first entered the Sword Valley, facing the prestige of the twelve masters of the righteous path on the rivers and lakes, and the three snow-capped peaks that plunged straight into the clouds, but it still felt quite spectacular.

Climbing straight up the mountain, I saw the simple but majestic mountain gate of the Sword Valley.

Two large stone pillars stand on both sides, about three feet away from the mountain. The large stone pillars are connected at the tops, and a stone plaque hangs in the middle.

"You watched it once last time, so I won't say more. ”

According to the leader's words, this can't be considered a plaque, but I don't know how to call it, so it's called a plaque.

On this thing, there are two big characters carved by the ancestor Zhao Wou-Ki with the sword in his hand.

Sword Valley.

Zhou Zhihuan Ji Jingming They always said that there was sword intent in this word, but Mo Haoqiong only felt that the words of the ancestor were really extraordinary, but after watching it for so many years, he really didn't see this sword intent and so on...... It could also be that his realm is not high enough.

"My parents' calligraphy is also very good. ”

"Blow it, you don't need money to blow it anyway. ”

"Do you think it's blowing or blowing?"

"This girl is too lazy to fight with you. ”

Walk forward, cross the mountain gate, and enter the Sword Valley.

There is still a person here, looking at the mountain gate.

In this place, the wind and snow were already quite heavy, but the man was still leaning against the side of the mountain with his head down, and Mo Haoqiong couldn't see his appearance clearly.

It's not like I'm asleep.

Guarding the mountain gate is just formalism, and no one on the rivers and lakes dares to break into the mountain gate of Sword Valley. And if you can really break in, this only one person guarding the door can't stop it.

But Mo Haoqiong was afraid that if he fell asleep here, he would not know where he was blown by the wind, or he would freeze to death.

The sect meeting held by Sword Valley every three months is to find out if any disciples have died unexpectedly...... The leader and Zhang Jianyun heard Mo Haoqiong's explanation, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

Sword Valley, it really deserves to be Sword Valley.

Walking in, Mo Haoqiong felt more and more that this person's figure was so familiar......

Zhao Qingqiu narrowed his eyes, strode forward, hammered down on this person's head, and shouted with all his might:

"Ji Jingming!

Ji Jingming, who was in the wind and snow, trembled violently, his eyes were full of tiredness and alarm, his big palm stretched out to brush aside Zhao Qingqiu's face, and looked behind her, "Where is the thief?"

Between the lightning and flint, in the hazy sleepy eyes, Ji Jingming saw a person walking slowly towards him, and immediately shouted, "The thief is punished!"

With a bang, the long sword suddenly came out of the sheath from Ji Jingming's back, the wind and snow couldn't stop it, and the internal force silk thread was condensed at the tail of the long sword by two fingers.

"I'm your Uncle Mo......"

Mo Haoqiong took another step forward and said helplessly.

The thread of internal force was immediately broken, and the long sword circled out of thin air, flying straight back to its scabbard like a frozen zombie snake.

Ji Jingming finally opened his eyes, saw clearly that the person who came was indeed Mo Haoqiong, stretched his waist fiercely, rubbed his eyes, and said to Zhao Qingqiu, who was whistling indifferently on the side, with some annoyance: "Don't lie to me...... I was almost put into the cauldron of killing the division commander. ”

"Climb. ”

Ji Jingming looked behind him again, and saw the leader and Zhang Jianyun at the back, as well as the black charcoal that was obviously not like words in the snow.

"Yo, the two guests are here again, this time you want to have a good time in Sword Valley. ”

"Hey, it's a must. The leader smiled, but he was not polite at all.

Zhang Jianyun didn't put his mind on Ji Jingming at all, and looked around by himself.

Mo Haoqiong took out a paper ball from his arms and was about to throw it, but found that the consequence of throwing the paper ball in the Sword Valley must be that the paper ball was mixed into the wind and snow to gain eternal life, so he still walked steadily step by step in front of Ji Jingming, who was more than a head taller than him, and stuffed the paper ball in the palm of his hand.

"What's in your paper ball?"

"Uncle Mo didn't see it, did he?"

"I didn't see it. ”

"I also trust Uncle Mo's character...... I'm going to guard the mountain, and I won't send it if I walk slowly. ”

“...... Yes. ”

Mo Haoqiong saw that Ji Jingming didn't say anything, and he didn't ask any more questions, and led the three of them forward again.

The four of them took the horse away, and Ji Jingming repeatedly confirmed that there was no one around, and the four of them would not suddenly turn back, so he carefully opened the paper ball.

His original words on the paper ball have been erased, and the four characters below are a little delicate.

"Fate comes from a past life. ”

Ji Jingming was motionless, and a big question mark was written on his face.

The four stopped.

Ahead is a clearing. A clearing without snow, an open space where sword qi flies.

The wind, snow and sword qi staggered and stirred in the air, and the stone slab underneath was spotless.

"Wonders of the World...... Even if I watched it for the second time, I still found it unbelievable, and it was like I had lived for more than ten years in vain......"

"Immortal Juemu, have you forgotten?"

Inside Mo Haoqiong's robe, Junzi Yu suddenly trembled, and a cluster of sword qi flew out. rubbed Mo Haoqiong's face squeamishly, and then flew forward without any hesitation, blending into them.

At the end of the countless clusters of sword qi was a large bell.

Everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that Zhong Li is a sword.

The sword of Zao Wou-ki, the ancestor of Sword Valley.

Heavenly Sword.

"Ahead...... It is the soul of Sword Valley. Many people wonder why Sword Valley is called Sword Valley instead of Sword Mountain, obviously the people of Sword Valley are all on the top of the three mountains, but in fact, only here is really Sword Valley. ”

"Sandwiched by the three mountain rings, this place can indeed be called a valley. ”

"Can you not get entangled in this place......

Mo Haoqiong looked at the big bell in front of him and rubbed his chin.

The golden bell body with precipitation and runes rippled with an atmosphere of tranquility.

"You two, do you want to ask yourself?"