A leaf falls to know the autumn of the world, in a blink of an eye, the day of going down the mountain is approaching, and the mountain wind is dyed yellow with the breath of withering.

In the evening, Bai Yun sat alone on the top of the Lanyue Court and looked at Luoxia in a daze, and the little monster lay beside him and snored like thunder.

The falling glow is beautiful, sprinkled with the golden yellow of the mountains, the afterglow sets off the flowing clouds red through the sky, occasionally a few flocks of wild geese and egrets fly over to do embellishment, only a surging river is a picture of the falling glow and the solitary heron flying together, the beautiful scene of the long sky and the autumn water.

The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk.

Baiyun has loved autumn since he was a child, and the sky in the city is always very high and wide in autumn, and the fallen leaves and mountains are intertwined, and the sky and the sunset are blended and reflected.

There are still three days left before going down the mountain, probably because I have been on the mountain for too long, and I have long been accustomed to the quiet and leisurely life on the mountain, thinking that I am about to go down the mountain, Baiyun's heart is a little mixed, and there is an undercurrent of infinite expectation and a little overwhelmed.

In this month, everything seems to have returned to the days when I first learned swords, the rooster crowed, and practiced swords in the Lanyue Court until late at night, some small bottlenecks that could not be touched were suddenly opened under the guidance of Ren Xiaoyao and Lin Xueshu, and the eight swords of the dust became more and more proficient.

Speaking of Ren Xiaoyao, he is really an inscrutable old man, his appearance is not good, his identity is staggering, and he disdains to show the mountain dew, likes strange and alcoholic like life, and the wine gourd never leaves his body half a foot, whenever he is quiet in the dead of night, he will appear in the Lanyue Pavilion, but fortunately, with his guidance, Baiyun can clear the incurable diseases accumulated on weekdays in this month.

The young man straightened his waist and stretched his waist, put Shen Tu aside, and lay down comfortably on the top of the Lanyue Pavilion with his hands behind his head.

"It's beautiful. The scenery in front of him is really too pleasing to the eye, and Bai Yun involuntarily closes his eyes and feels the smooth feeling of the wisps of mountain breeze blowing on his cheeks.

At first, everyone in Feilai Peak was surprised when they saw Bai Yun's sword, Bai Yun, who was about to go down the mountain to hone, actually picked a wooden sword with a strange appearance as a sword, it was really a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers, the mountain was chaotic and complicated, and the large and small sects were intertwined, and this time he went down the mountain to investigate the remnants of the Tianlong Society, how could he take on this important task with a wooden sword? But Li Feng's opinion is completely different, although he doesn't know the origin of the wooden sword in Bai Yun's hand, but the powerful people in the rivers and lakes abound, the sword god Dou Xian'er sent the sword through the clouds into the famous sword mound in Laoshan Mountain, and once said from the bottom of his heart, there is a sword in his heart is better than three thousand scrap iron in his hand. The quality of the sword is far less important than that of the sword driver, and Li Feng, who has been experienced for a long time, did not ask about the origin of the wooden sword.

The cool mountain wind gently blew Bai Yun's sideburns, and at some point on his face, in addition to the delicate spirit, there was also a little more man's firmness.

Bai Yun took a deep breath and let go of his body, his whole body was full of soreness and pain after exertion, and the cold of unknown origin poured into the meridians from his wrists, and the fatigue faded from the places he passed.

Bai Yun is well versed in words, this feeling of cold that has a miraculous effect on meridian conditioning comes from the red sandalwood Buddha bead on his wrist, at first Bai Yun was jealous of this cold current, but when he thought about it, this is a relic left to him by the old monk in gray, it is unlikely to be harmful to him, and whenever he is tired, it will quickly recover his body to drive away fatigue, and over time he will become accustomed to this inexplicable cold.

"Chirp... Chirp... ”

Suddenly a white shadow broke through the sky on the top of the sky of Feilai Peak, and the white clouds did not care about it, Jixia Mountain has been a blessed land of immortals since ancient times, and rare and exotic beasts are all over the mountain, but this roar did not disperse for a long time, but it hovered in the sky of the Moon Court.

Sou!

The roaring beast in the sky leaned down and pounced on the white clouds.

Bai Yun noticed something, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a strange, snow-white falcon skimming into the air.

The eagle falcon's speed was too fast, and it pounced on Bai Yun's chest in the blink of an eye, and as soon as its claws were retracted, there was no trace of mud and water after hooking the divine tea and turned around and flew away.

Bai Yun was dazed, and suddenly jumped up and hurriedly chased after him.

The eagle falcon was like a cloud-piercing arrow flying in the sky, easily leaving Bai Yun behind, Bai Yun was 108,000 miles worse than the power of the Tiangang realm, and he didn't have the ability to resist the wind casually, and there was no way to take that eagle falcon at all, so he could only use his milk strength to chase after him on the ground.

During the competition, the sky gradually darkened, and the white clouds shuttled through the dense mountain stream and woods, jumping up from time to time to watch the direction of the falcon by means of branches, fortunately he was no longer the immature child who had just put on the bun, and the means of pursuit became more and more like flowing water, and he could barely bite the tail of the falcon.

Bai Yun secretly said in his heart: "This eagle falcon is as agile and fast as the wind, and it is sharper than the Nine Heavens Earth Python I met in the Purple Bamboo Forest. ”

Along the way, the trees gradually decreased, and even the flowers and plants became more and more sparse.

"Ethereal Peak?" Bai Yun was suddenly startled, and realized it later.

Although the trees of the Ethereal Peak are not as magnificent as the Feilai Peak, it is rumored that the mountains are full of strange flowers and plants, and the fragrance of flowers is beautiful and colorful, but the Ethereal Peak is surrounded by clouds and mist all day long, and it is difficult for outsiders to see the beautiful scenery of the flowers and plants on the Ethereal Peak.

Many years ago, Elder Spiegel made a vow not to marry for the rest of his life, I heard that it was because Elder Spiegel had fallen in love with a man in the world when he was young, and he had said that this life was not the man who would not marry, but then the man ruthlessly abandoned her for the sake of immortal achievements, and Elder Spiegel did not want to be entangled with Hongchen again because of love and hatred, so he made this poisonous oath.

Elder Mingjing, who cut off the six roots, said that men are all ruthless and indifferent, so he set up a strange rule that only accepts female disciples, and strictly stipulates that men are not allowed to go to the Ethereal Peak, even if it is Jixia's own disciples, if there is a offender who cuts off his meridians and abandons his martial path, he is even more unhappy with the disciples of the opposite sex, and even the Kong Daoren, who is the elder brother, has nothing to do with this strong sister, Baiyun's sister Xu Jing is the Jinlan sister of Elder Mingjing, and the only friend with whom Elder Mingjing is willing to have a heart-to-heart relationship, It's just that later because of the man's ingratitude Elder Spiegel's temperament changed greatly, the relationship between the two is no longer as before, but how can a lonely person be able to beat the world's red dust, maybe Elder Spiegel has some feelings, and his heart has gradually let go of this fetters, and the rules for the disciples under the seat are no longer as strict as before, this time Yuqing to Feilai Peak to recuperate is the thread that Xu Jing wrote a letter to Elder Spiegel, and said that when Yuqing is healed, he will personally return to the Ethereal Peak to visit, Elder Spiegel also secretly acquiesced to this, she has always wanted to get back together with the Jinlan sisters who had nothing to say, but she was cold by nature and didn't want to be the one who took the first step。

Bai Yun understood that if the meridians were broken, he would become a waste like a river intercepting the stream, and he would no longer be able to take the road of the sword, but the Shencha Sword was still on the hook and claw of the snow-white falcon, and Bai Yun had no choice but to continue to chase after him.

There is a hill at the end of the mountain stream, and the white clouds take advantage of the opportunity to step on the branches of the trees and leap out of the mountain forest.

Skimming over the hills, Baiyun was slightly stunned.

The cold moon hangs high, and beyond the hills is an open hillside, full of dandelion grass all over the hills, and the water between the hills reflects the soft moonlight, looming in the glass intoxication.

The mountain breeze swept the forest, the dandelion grass seeds in the sky were like white fluff flying gently, slowly rotating and rising under the cool breeze and moonlight, like a glass bottle pouring from the fairy class, and the stars and the Milky Way sprinkled on the world filled the world.

The man stopped and looked at it, as if he felt like a wave of Yueyang in his heart, and the vast white velvet was like the flying snow in the city, white and flawless.

Bai Yun stupidly stretched out his hand and closed it in the air, and then slowly spread his palm, and a dandelion seed lay quietly in the palm of his hand, gently raising his hand and going away with the wind.

Dandelion grass floats in the wind, quiet and leisurely.

In a trance, there was a sudden breath on the dandelion plain, like a frightening flood, and the dandelion grass in the sky immediately turned around and swayed against the wind.

Bai Yun was slightly stunned, raised his head and looked in the direction where the breath was overflowing, and his heart moved.

Under the bright and cold moonlight, a woman in white danced to the moon with a sword in her hand.

She is like a thousand-year-old ice on the snowy mountain, cold and glamorous and does not eat the fireworks of the world, and the dandelion grass rises with the sword where the sword passes.

The woman held the sword and pointed at the bright moon in the night sky, her body was as light as a veil and white as snow, and countless dandelion grass seeds were like snowflakes rising from the sky, slowly lingering around this fairy who had fallen into the mortal world.

The beauty has a heavenly posture, her skin is like a snow-white dress, and her waist is not full of hands, she is so beautiful and flawless, so beautiful that she does not eat the fireworks of the world, just like a fairy descending to earth, what a beautiful woman.

The woman retracted her sword and fell, gently reaching out to brush away the messy ends of her hair.

Of the 3,000 weak water, only one scoop is taken to drink.

Inexplicably, Bai Yun's heart had never tried to beat so wildly.

"Who?" the woman in white suddenly turned her head, her gaze as cold as frost, and looked at the man on the other side of Pugong Yuan who was like a stone statue.

This gaze is as awe as frost as June, but the appearance of the white clothes is really too amazing, and the white cloud soul is scattered and the six gods have no owner, as if the wood is at a loss.

Seeing that the prodigal son who was peeping at his sword practice was unmoved, the woman in white's tone became more and more cold: "Who are you?"

Bai Yun was obsessed with the white clothes in front of him, but he clearly felt that there was anger hidden in the woman's tone, but when he was about to answer, he was flustered and opened his mouth, and his face was as red as the sunset.

The woman frowned slightly, and her face was angry, but she did not lose her peerless appearance at all.

The mountain breeze was light, the dandelion grass was fluttering all over the sky, and the two looked at each other deeply, and the moonlight stretched the figures of the two to be slender.

Bai Yi snorted coldly, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and he stabbed at the scoundrel with the wind.

The snow-white long sleeves fluttered, and the long sword pressed against Bai Yun's throat.

Bai Yun was still silent, staring at Bai Yi motionlessly.

The white-clothed woman's cheeks flushed slightly, and she quietly looked away and stopped looking at Bai Yun.

Bai Yunmu said stupidly: "Fairy." ”

As soon as these words came out, the cheeks of the woman in white were even more red, and she flipped her wrist and received the sword behind her.

In an instant, the woman in white raised her other hand, and then her white sleeves rolled, and her palm was fiercely pumped towards the scoundrel in front of her.

Bai Yun was suddenly like cold water, and his heart was thorough, and he knew that he was speechless and lowered his head silently.

"Who the hell are you?" the woman in white glanced at the man fiercely, as if she had cleaned his heart and liver.

"I... I am a disciple of Feilai Peak, and my name is Bai Yun. Bai Yun replied hesitantly.

Bai Yi's tone became more and more cold: "Do you know that this is the realm of the Ethereal Peak. ”

Bai Yun knew that it was very inappropriate to offend the rules on the Ethereal Peak, so he nodded again and again and looked away, not daring to look at the woman in white in front of him anymore.

"Know?" the girl in white said coldly with an expressionless face: "Then you are knowingly committing a crime!"

Bai Yun suddenly remembered the reason for everything in a panic, he had chased the snow-white falcon all the way before he strayed into the Ethereal Peak realm.

At this time, the snow-white falcon came out of the dangong haystack, and what made Bai Yun laugh was that the falcon was followed by a little monster, and the two strange beasts were chasing and playing with each other.

"I'm here to retrieve something. With that, the white clouds pointed to the snow-white falcon.

The girl in white turned her head suspiciously, first at the bear with the scarlet mark on her eyebrows, and then at the snow-haired falcon with a black wooden sword in her mouth, her brows furrowed involuntarily.

The snow-white falcon knows spirituality, and he stupidly returned the Shencha Sword to Baiyun.

Bai Yun scratched his head and apologized after the eagle falcon's sharp beak passed the divine tea sword: "I didn't mean to break into the Ethereal Peak realm, let alone peek at you practicing the sword, it was this falcon that robbed me of my matching sword。。。。。。 I'm really sorry. ”

The woman in white snorted coldly, silently turned to leave.

The snow-white falcon flapped its wings a few times and landed gently on the girl's shoulder.

Under the moon, the falcon is like snow, and the girl is like snow.

Bai Yun looked at the back of the woman in white and was stunned.

The mountain wind blew again, the dandelion grass drifted into the distance, and the young man's heart was like water droplets falling on the calm water surface, layer by layer, enduring.