The water of Wolong Pond is clear and clear, like a sapphire inlaid between the overlapping trees, the strange trees stand on the edge of the pool, and the strange stones are stacked. At the top of the waterhole is like a rainbow hanging from the cliff, and below it is a waterfall that rolls like a jewel. The tranquil landscape seems to be cut off from the world, flowing slowly in peace and tranquility.

Xiao Ye stepped into the jade mirror, but found that he had come to the place where he grew up, which was located in a remote Qiandi, among the heavy mountains, and there were no traces. But it has a paradise-like view. And his figure at this time appeared at the top of the Wolongtan Waterfall, and there was a pool of clear water below, reflecting his simple and honest figure. It's so nostalgic.

Since this place is located in the middle of a heavy mountain, there are no people in a radius of dozens of miles, but Xiao Ye understands why he came here to live alone. Because he has no father and mother since he was a child, he has been wandering between the Central Plains and Kyushu since he was a child, and the people he saw were cold and indifferent, laughing at his poverty and helplessness, which made the fashionable and young Xiao Ye have a deep sense of inferiority.

He made his way west, leaving the noisy city and trekking into this inaccessible mountain of 100,000. The intention was to fend for himself here, but the pleasant scenery in the mountains made Xiao Ye cut off the idea of leaving here. He was used to being lonely on weekdays, but he didn't feel lonely when he lived alone here, so he smashed stones into knives, moved branches and vines, built a simple house by Wolong Pond, and lived here.

When he was hungry, the young Xiao Ye walked through the mountains and mountains in search of the wild fruits that grew in the mountains. At the same time, the water of Wolong Pond stretches between the mountains, and there are quite a lot of fatty swimming fish by the spring under the stream, and they are not afraid of people. Therefore, Xiao Ye lived here in seclusion, fishing for food, weaving grass for clothing, and did not worry about hunger and cold.

This is 16 years have passed. Xiao Ye has also grown from a thin child to a sturdy man.

At this time, he stood at the water's edge, staring at a figure in a daze, whirling down from the side of the bird path he was familiar with, as if he couldn't see him, and walked alone to the top of Wolong Pond, standing side by side with him. He seems to have a lot of things that have been deposited in his chest and have never been expressed. After living alone here for a long time, Xiao Ye was inevitably lonely, and he never admitted in his heart that he would live a lonely life like this.

has experienced a lot, and now Xiao Ye's face has many traces of years of wind and frost. But at this time, he actually saw his former appearance in the space in the jade mirror. I can't help but feel a little bitter in my heart. The clear water of Wolong Pond reflects the distant mountains and plants, and in the near distance, the mirror-like water surface vaguely reflects the two figures, in the sparkling waves, quiet and beautiful like a picture of time.

He frowned, picked up the stones at the water's edge, and threw them into the Wolong Pool. With a dull sound of water, the pebbles were thrown into the quiet deep pool, bringing up a circle of ripples in the center of the pool, and the sparkling waves floated on the clear water, as if with the young man's thoughts, thus agitating a special rhythm.

'Xiao Ye' seemed to notice something, only to see him raise his eyebrows, stand up, and gaze at the water of Wolong Pond without blinking, in which the water seems to be chasing the sparkling shadows, surging and agitating, as if conveying a special rhythm to him. He has lived here for sixteen years, but he has never sensed the agitation of Wolongtan. It seems that there is something at the bottom of the pool, beckoning the young Xiao Ye to go.

"Could this be ......" Xiao Ye stared blankly at the once familiar scene, he knew that this day was the beginning of a change in his life. The treasure he found in the world at the bottom of the pool changed his fate. He saw that the man's dark face had a hint of doubt on it, shook off the straw coat on his upper body, took a deep breath, and then jumped with his body, and crashed directly into the empty water. Dive underwater like a deft swimming fish!

Xiao Ye hurriedly followed the illusion of himself, jumped into the pool, and followed. The strange thing is that he is underwater at this time, and he can breathe freely, as if he does not belong to this illusory world. And, as long as his mind moves, he can freely push water underwater. It's really bizarre. At this time, he didn't pay too much attention to his own changes, but with a sense of déjà vu, he wanted to learn more about the past that was sealed at the bottom of this Wolong Pond.

The water depth of this Wolong Pond is bottomless, but Xiao Ye's physical strength when he was young in front of him is extraordinary, because he often goes down to the pool to fish, he has excellent water nature, and he can even stay underwater for a whole night without having to float for breath. At this time, he chased the wonderful rhythmic agitation, went deep into the bottom of the pool, and after about a quarter of an hour, Xiao Ye finally saw the place he was once familiar again.

Underneath the pool, there are chains that rise from the mud and sand at the bottom of the pool, waving and undulating in the water. These chains seem to be rusty and look mottled and stale because of their age. And above the iron cables that converged in all directions, there was an ancient iron sword that was as black as ink.

The iron sword that was tightly wrapped in iron chains was roaring in front of Xiao Ye at this time, and there was a fierce tremor up and down the sword, causing all the eight iron cables to shake, and there was a clanging sound like a demon's sigh. Seeing this scene, the young Xiao Ye showed doubts on his face. He didn't know who locked the sword at the bottom of the deep pool, but the iron sword in front of him seemed to have a strong intention to convey to the confused Xiao Ye.

"Sword ......"

Staring at this painful sword for a long, long time, Xiao Ye sighed softly in his mind, and he couldn't bear to see this sword locked here like this. He then stepped on the water, intending to untie the iron rope wrapped around the sword. When he came to the side of the iron sword, a breathtaking roar sounded again above the sword. The world at the bottom of the lake is filled with mud and sand in an instant, and the surrounding clear water flows backwards.

With the sound of this sword groan, in an instant, a thousand feet of light seemed to fly on the iron sword, which made Xiao Ye stunned for a moment, and then, he seemed to have seen some scenes. It was a resolute swordsman in a black cloak with his right arm half exposed, standing alone on a lonely cliff, and the enemies below him poured up like a tide.

At this time, the swordsman was holding a brilliant divine sword, held high above the top, and slashed in the air. But seeing that this sword seemed to cut through the vast sky and earth, the fierce sword qi roared like a violent wind and cut through the vast earth, and all the enemies could not stop its sharp edge, and all of them fell into the sword qi.

The bones were all over the field, and the corpses were all over the ground. The lonely swordsman standing among the cliffs turned away. His tall and muscular figure seemed to be overwhelmed by the sky, so domineering, and so sad. In the middle of the night, he stretched out his fingers and threw the sword in his hand directly off the cliff. At the bottom of the cliff, eight chains rose into the air, tightly wrapping the sharp sword around it, dragging it and slowly sinking into the clouds.

The swordsman let out a desolate sigh. Some reluctant to look back and forget to glance at it. Then he turned and left. When the sword disappeared into the clouds, this memory gradually dissipated with the clouds.

In an instant, the fragments of memory that flashed faded like a tide, and at some point, Xiao Ye's palm actually held the hilt of the sword. But I saw wisps of golden-red aura circulating above the iron sword. The next moment, it emitted a strong sword aura, which directly shattered the heavy iron cables surrounding it, and was pulled out by Xiao Ye's effortless hand!

This iron sword is dull and heavy. Xiao Ye's palm holding the hilt of the sword couldn't help but sink, and he wanted to fall off his hand. But he was born with divine power, gritted his teeth, and lifted this ancient sword, and when he looked closely, he saw that it only had an unpretentious sword shape, like a heavy and clumsy piece of black iron held in his palm. However, the kind of intimacy that came from the sword let Xiao Ye know that it had chosen himself.

When the iron sword was in his hand, all the light that had shone on its body was gone, Xiao Ye looked at it for a long time, and did not find any mystery about this bulky sword, so he shook his head and dispelled the idea of understanding this sword. He has been reckless since he was a child, and many simple things have to be reflected for a long time before he can understand, although he doesn't understand why this sword chose to be with him, but Xiao Ye just feels that this sword locked at the bottom of the pool is very similar to him, this sword, very lonely.

"Since you have chosen me, then from now on, let's go through together. Xiao Ye stroked its cold sword body, and his heart rose, not only smiling lightly. Although the sword is cold, it cannot communicate with him. But at this time, Xiao Ye's heart was blazing and frivolous. He didn't know what kind of future path he would have in this life, just living so lonely. So, he didn't want to run away anymore.

Turning around, the young Xiao Ye quietly stared at the other figure below the waterhole. He wanted to fight, he wanted to get out of this boring life. His life yearns for color. If you continue to stay in this Qiandi Mountain, you will not see the future.

Xiao Ye looked at the figure of the young man, as if recalling the madness of the past. On that day, when he held the Cold Iron Sword in his hand, it meant that the path of his life had also changed. Although he was alone, it was this cold iron sword that gave him the courage to fight and not succumb to the world. However, this battle is also a battle of proof that Xiao Ye must face today.

"I think about it! I was in the mood at that time, I was enthusiastic at that time! I want to move forward too!"

In the underwater world, Xiao Ye let out a long laugh and pulled out the Xuantie Sword from behind his back. At this time, at the bottom of the Wolong Pond, I don't know when, there was an ethereal mist, and the iron chains that extended from the bottom of the pool swayed and danced with the rolling water waves, and also rolled up a burst of black wind underwater. Two men, holding swords in their hands at the same time, concentrating on the enemy!

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