Mount Emei.

The clouds are steaming, and the fairy spirit is swirling.

Since ancient times, there have been many swordsmen and immortals.

It should have been lonely and standing, not touching the fireworks of the world.

But at this time, it was very lively.

The bright red in his eyes made Zi Ling dizzy.

Zi Ling felt that these hot reds were like the scars in his heart.

The scar was also so shockingly red and bloody.

But this scar is not known, and it cannot be known.

At this time, a couple wearing a big red wedding dress walked over.

The bride is weak and delicate, but her eyebrows are picturesque. At this time, her face was filled with a happy smile, and she looked even more radiant.

The groom is tall and has a handsome face. But his expression was a little unnatural, even as if there was a hint of sadness.

The bride, Wen Yuan, is Ziling's childhood playmate, and the two are like sisters. Zi Ling was full of blessings for Wen Yuan's upcoming happiness.

The groom Lian Yingzong is Ziling's senior brother, and it is the scar in her heart.

Seeing the people shuttling back and forth, all of them were smiling, Zi Ling felt that she was so out of place.

Crying? No. Zi Ling would never be able to hurt her friends.

Laugh? Hypocrisy at this time is tantamount to rubbing salt in one's own wounds.

Zi Ling decided to escape!

At this time, the couple came over to toast.

The surrounding peers were so happy.

Only Zi Ling, a little numb and clumsy raised her wine glass.

"Wen Yuan, you must be happy!" Zi Ling said sincerely to Wen Yuan.

"Senior Brother Yingzong, don't let down Wen Yuan's affection. Zi Ling didn't dare to look up at Ying Zong's eyes, just looked in his direction and said in an astringent voice.

Ying Zong looked at Zi Ling blankly and did not speak.

When the people around him were embarrassed by the mysterious cold scene, Ying Zong suddenly laughed.

He raised his glass, tilted his head and drank it down.

Zi Ling was a little surprised.

She smiled immediately, this is probably a ritual, drinking this glass of wine is to break off with the past, right?

So Zi Ling also drank all the wine in the cup in one go.

Wine, it turns out to be so bitter and spicy.

Is it because all the pain of life is melted into wine, so that people can find comfort in wine?

Ziling felt that she was almost in tears from the spicy wine.

At this moment, she felt that her heart was empty all of a sudden.

really broke off the past, what is left in my heart?

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The crowd is still having fun.

Zi Ling was relieved and left in a panic.

It was not only Ziling who withdrew, but also her master, Qin Yi, the head of Emei.

Qin Yi stood under the moonlit night, his back deserted.

"Master. Disciple, I want to leave Emei for a while. Zi Ling arched his hand at Qin Yi and said softly.

"Well, that's fine. Qin Yi didn't look back, but he agreed.

Zi Ling was a little stunned, she didn't expect the master to agree to leave so easily.

Qin Yi pointed to a round of bright moon at this time and asked, "Do you know why there are so many stars, but there is only one round of bright moon?"

Zi Ling thought blankly for a while, and replied, "I don't know. ”

Qin Yi seemed to say to himself: "Pursuing without regret and persisting in loneliness has achieved today's bright moon." ”

Zi Ling felt very confused.

Qin Yi turned around, looked at Zi Ling, and said, "You are the Wangwu Sword Master. Only a tenacious mind and a lonely mind can achieve something. ”

Zi Ling seemed to understand a little.

Qin Yi continued: "Wangwu and Ke Lijian were originally swords, and for thousands of years, they have been the world's treasures that martial arts have been eager to follow. I am away from the second sword, I am already psychic, and I can choose the sword master by myself. By chance, you have obtained the Wangwu Sword, which is the luck of my Emei! It is also the luck of the righteous path! Now that the Keli Sword has been born, you should go to find the Keli Sword Master Bingyang and guide him to goodness. ”

Zi Ling's expression was a little panicked, and he said, "Master, this Bingyang is said to be a member of the Demon Sect. The disciple has only one relationship with him. How can we lead him to good?"

Qin Yi looked at Zi Ling lovingly and said, "Bingyang, it's the Kunlun Sect. The Kunlun faction acts as both good and evil. And Bingyang is a person with a pure heart and is not a traitor. Therefore, there are still variables about the good and evil of the sword. ”

At this time, Qin Yi's expression was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "I am separated from the two swords, and only by combining the two into one can I become an invincible treasure in the world." Pursuing the double sword technique of Wuli is the responsibility of the sword masters of Wangwu and Keli in the past dynasties. ”

Zi Ling felt that the future was complicated, and her face was full of sadness.

Qin Yi felt a little funny, his expression eased, and said, "You can rest assured, you will have your own fate when you go." ”

Zi Ling took a deep breath, could only bow respectfully, and said, "Master, disciple understands. ”

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The next day, it was dawning, and Ziling was already standing in front of the gate of Mount Emei.

She chose to leave quietly, without telling anyone.

went up the mountain at a young age, and Ziling had already regarded the Emei faction as his home.

In the past, when I went down the mountain, I walked with my brothers, brothers, sisters, and sisters, and I was happy.

Today, it turned out to be alone, lonely, lonely, leaving.

Or rather, escape.

I used to be full of pride and wanted to become a generation of swordsmen.

Now, I am extremely confused.

The future is not only unknown, but also seems to be very difficult.

In the mist, the cold morning breeze blew, and Zi Ling couldn't help but shiver.

She sighed softly. Said to himself: "Wangwu, only the two of us are left." ”

The Wangwu sword on his back instantly emitted a faint purple light, comforting the terrified master in time.

Zi Ling glanced back at the mountain gate, and then reluctantly, slowly, walked down the mountain road winding in the mist.

After leaving Emei, I should have found someone to ask for directions.

But Zi Ling actually forgot.

She looked at her feet and walked along the road, walking in a muddy way.

She seemed to be full of thoughts, but in fact, her mind was empty, and she didn't know what to think.

With a jackdaw cry, Zi Ling seemed to be suddenly awakened. She looked up and looked around in confusion, not knowing where she was.

She hated herself a little. It's just a little emotional, as for being like a little woman?

Zi Ling felt that she should hum a song freely and happily face the life of the sky and the sea.

But she had to admit that being free and easy like a woman was hard work for self-deception.

Zi Ling suddenly remembered that the sad men and women in the world all like to get drunk and relieve their sorrows.

So like a sick person who went to the doctor, she walked into the village wine shop and bought a few bottles of wine indiscriminately.

After that, Zi Ling carried the wine bottle and wandered aimlessly.

Before I knew it, I walked into an unknown hill next to the village.

Zi Ling took a fancy to a big tree that looked pleasing to the eye.

She climbed to the branches of the tree.

Then he pretended to be and began to drown his sorrows with wine.

Wine, so unpalatable, how can so many people flock to it, and write poems for it? Ziling thought a little depressedly.

The moon is like water. The moonlight was so cold that it made her feel a little cold.

The wine was quickly drunk, and Ziling was a little annoyed.

Wine is such a deceptive thing.

I am obviously still very sober, and I want to forget, but I haven't forgotten any of it.

Ziling jumped off the tree in disappointment. Suddenly, she found the ground covered with pine needles, and the moonlight cast her shadow.

She beckoned to her shadow.

She suddenly understood how lonely the ancients who chanted shadows were.

At this time, Zi Ling suddenly felt a little dizzy and faintly warmed.

"Hey, I'm a swordsman, you know?" Zi Ling said to the shadow on the ground, "You don't believe it? ”

So she took out Wangwu and danced her sword under the moon.

The figures under the moon danced faster and faster, and Zi Ling felt that she was dazzled.

Is this what it feels like to be drunk?

Tired of dancing, Ziling fell headlong on the fluffy pine needles.

The moon was so high and cold, and it hung brightly in the cloudless sky.

The surroundings are so quiet, only the sound of pine waves and birdsong.

The air is filled with the faint smell of pine.

Zi Ling suddenly felt inexplicably relaxed. What responsibility, what emotional wounds, everything becomes less important.

At this moment, most importantly, sleep.

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When she woke up, Zi Ling was taken aback.

I clearly remember that I was lying on the soft pine needles. And at this moment, how could I be lying on a shabby but very clean bed. What's even more terrifying is that she has also changed into a set of village women's clothes, exuding the fragrance of earth.

"Am I being taken advantage of by bad guys?" Zi Ling was extremely frightened, could this be the end of drinking?

While she was thinking about it, a kind old woman pushed the door open and entered.

"Don't be afraid, girl, I changed your clothes for you. Your clothes are dirty. The old woman seemed to have seen a lot of such scenes, and explained in time.

"Thank you, mother-in-law, did you find me?" Zi Ling was a little embarrassed, feeling that this kind of behavior damaged the image of a chivalrous woman.

"I didn't find you. You were sent by a man. The mother-in-law smiled and spared no effort to hit Ziling.

Zi Ling's heart that had just been put down was pinched up again.

"Is that man dressed in white?" Zi Ling still couldn't let go of that glimmer of anticipation in her heart.

"No, the man was dressed in black. The mother-in-law was still smiling, as if she had seen through the wind and moon under the sky.

"Black?" Zi Ling was a little confused. Such a complicated situation made her feel a little fluctuating that she was out of her control.

Out of the old woman's hut, Zi Ling finally saw the black clothes that had puzzled her for a long time.

Iceyang!

He sat on a tree branch not far away, dressed in black, dangling one leg, with a dog's tail grass in his mouth, looking at the Ke Li sword in his hand with a smile, as if Ke Li was a very interesting thing.

"Hey, you!" Zi Ling suddenly became angry.

"What are you doing?" Bing Yang didn't raise his eyes, as if he was still immersed in the interesting observation of Ke Li's sword.

"What are you laughing at?" Zi Ling felt that her emotional wounds, weakness, and unladylike were all seen by this man. This made her angry.

But the man did not answer. He jumped off the tree, ending his interesting observation of Keli. He patted his clothes, glanced at Zi Ling with a smile, and turned to leave.

"Hey, you!" Zi Ling seemed to be unable to find any other words.

Bingyang didn't look back, and the corners of his mouth hooked involuntarily.

He walked in front, and she followed in a huff.

The two walked one after the other for a long time, and Bingyang suddenly stopped, turned around, and almost ran into Zi Ling, who was walking with his head behind him. "You, what are you doing with me?"

Zi Ling was stunned, oops, how to answer this question?

As soon as he became a loser in the relationship of Senior Brother Yingzong, he immediately followed behind this man who met in Pingshui. This will inevitably make this man who meets in Pingshui misunderstand and despise himself.

But as soon as he came out of Emei, he met Ke Lijian. Such a great opportunity must not be missed.

Could it be that he directly told him that he was coveting the sword?

Obviously too abrupt.

Wuli Shuangjian has been born, and it is my greatest responsibility to guide Keli Sword to goodness.

But the man in front of him is cynical. Zi Ling really didn't know how to maintain her lonely and arrogant image in front of this person.

When Ziling was fighting fiercely in his thoughts, Bingyang showed an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Hey, I just walked by and picked up a drunk, you don't want to make a promise, right?"

"You!" Zi Ling took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in her heart. "You see, I hope for my sword, and you have a sword. Zi Ling tried to speak as softly as possible.

"And then?" Bingyang squinted at Zi Ling, hooking the corners of his mouth: "You mean that God is destined for us to be together?

"You!" Zi Ling wanted to immediately jump up and beat the man in front of him. But reason made her maintain an amiable expression: "I actually think you are a talent and want to take you as an apprentice." ”

"Take me as an apprentice?" Bingyang's expression froze suddenly. "Do you want to say that you want to worship me as a teacher?" Bingyang reconfirmed unwillingly.

"Of course it's taking you as an apprentice!" Zi Ling stared at Bingyang without showing weakness.

"Girl, no matter your age, size, or martial arts, you are not as tall as me. Why are you taking me as an apprentice?" Bing Yang stared at Zi Ling in surprise, feeling that he had met someone more interesting than himself.

"The sage said that if you are a threesome, you must have my teacher. Naturally, I have a place where I can be your master. Zi Ling said confidently.

"For example?" Bingyang was so angry that he wanted to laugh.

"For example, uh, for example......" Zi Ling couldn't think of his superiority for a while, and suddenly disrupted his rhythm.

"For example, I am better at light work. Zi Ling finally thought of one of her own skills.

"Light work?" Bing Yang thought for a moment. "Well, then, girl, give you three days, and if you can catch up with me, I'll take you as my teacher. ”

"Okay! A word is a certainty!" Zi Ling immediately agreed when she heard such a simple condition, as if she was afraid that Bing Yang would regret it.

"I'm going to Yecheng. After Bingyang finished speaking, he pointed in the direction of Ye Cheng again, as if he was afraid that Zi Ling would not find it. Then the toes touched the ground a little bit, and the wind disappeared like a wind.

Zi Ling stood in place, a little dazed when she saw Bingyang's speed. But she quickly came to her senses, took out her Wangwu sword, and chased it in the direction that Bingyang had just pointed out.

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Three days later, Ye Cheng. Bingyang was basking in the sun on the second floor of a restaurant. From time to time he looked in the direction of the city gates, and seemed a little anxious.

At noon, a woman finally walked through the city gate. Dressed in purple, his steps are a little messy, and his expression is a little embarrassed.

Bingyang greeted the woman: "Girl, come up and have a glass of wine." ”

The woman in purple sat opposite Bingyang angrily. wiped a handful of gray faces, and said hatefully: "I didn't expect some people to run faster than rabbits!"

"Miss Ziling's light skills are still remarkable!" Bing Yang had another expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Hmph!" Zi Ling replied loudly, as if to vent her anger into the volume.

"Since the girl and Zai Xia met in Ye City, even if the girl chased Zaixia. This game is considered a win for the girl. Bingyang stared at the passers-by outside the restaurant, as if he was saying something that had nothing to do with him.

"Huh?" Zi Ling stared at Bingyang in disbelief.

"It's not the girl's light skills that moved Zaixia, but the girl's persistence that makes Zaixia very interested. Bingyang was still staring at the bustling street outside, raised his teacup, and said lightly.

"Then from now on, you have to call me Master. Zi Ling swept away the malaise just now and looked at Bingyang excitedly.

Bingyang glared at Zi Ling, and called out angrily, "Master girl." ”

"Master, Master, don't add a mother. Zi Ling's face was gloomy.

"Alright, little, Master. Bingyang looked at the lively sunlight outside.

"Do you know how I can be invincible in the world with my dual swords, stand alone in the rivers and lakes, and stand out from the crowd?" As soon as Zi Ling saw that his goal had been achieved, he immediately took advantage of the victory to pursue him, without the slightest concealment.

"I don't know. Bingyang expressed dissatisfaction with Ziling's undisguised utilitarian performance.

"I know. Zi Ling pretended to be mysterious and said to Bingyang: "If you want to exert the maximum power of the two swords, you must both practice the same kind of exercise. ”

"Then you take me as an apprentice, which means that you have mastered this mysterious technique?" Bingyang asked.

"Nope. Zi Ling replied: "The exercises of the two swords are divided into six parts, scattered in different places. ”

"It's seven. Bingyang couldn't help but correct.

"You said you didn't know!" Zi Ling stared at Bingyang viciously.

"Then what are you going to teach me, little, Master?" Bingyang couldn't laugh or cry.

"I didn't think of it for the time being. Let's go to North Changshan Island to find inspiration. "Zi Ling gave the first order to become a human teacher.

"No!" Bing Yang immediately denied the first order he had received after becoming a human disciple.

"Why?" Zi Ling was a little surprised: "Could it be that there is your wife and concubine on North Changshan Island?"

"Ahem" Bingyang was startled and coughed: "Why isn't there my enemy?"

"Because you're more peachy. Zi Ling also learned Bingyang's smiling expression.

"I have to go to North Changshan Island!" Zi Ling said firmly, "Because I only know such a clue as North Changshan Island." ”

Bingyang couldn't help but roll his eyes.