Chapter 11 Old Bamboo House

The Snow Falling Sword was like snow, flying above the clouds, drawing a light light on this endless sea of clouds in the night sky. The wind was blowing, his clothes were dancing wildly, Shen Shi was staring ahead, his eyes were fixed on a place in the depths of the darkness, and he was speeding in the sky.

The sword technique was just practiced by him before he came to the Yuan Shimen, and when he was on the Jinhong Mountain of the Lingxiao Sect that day, of course, he had tried to fly the sword many times, but most of them were around the mountains with a clear line of sight or simply flew in his own small valley, and it was the first time that he jumped out of the cliff and soared above the clouds like tonight.

However, the Tilting Snow Sword can be taken out by the elders of the Lingxiao Sect and cherished as a reward for him, this spirit sword itself is indeed extraordinary, even if the wind is strong in this high sky, but the Tilting Snow Sword still flies very steadily under the urging of the sword master, and there is no danger of trembling and shaking as if it is about to fall down and shatter its bones.

This also reassured Shen Shi, who was still a little apprehensive at first, but he soon discovered another thing that was a little unsettling, that is, the distance he flew to the place where the light flashed, in this dark night, was much farther than he had originally judged.

He flew for a while, but found that the sea of clouds was vast, and it seemed that he had not yet reached the place he wanted to go, and at this moment, the aura in his body was already in some danger of bottoming out.

You must know that after all, he is only a mid-level realm monk in the Ning Yuan Realm, including the cultivation of this imperial sword technique, it has only been a little time, whether it is in terms of proficiency or spiritual power, he can't support him to fly for too long at the moment, and he can't fly above the Nine Heavens for as long as a divine realm monk.

After flying for a while, Shen Shi still didn't see the white light in front of him, there was still a vast sea of clouds in front of him, he sighed a little unwillingly in his heart, there was a faint sense of loss and gloom, but he still used his spiritual power, and his body lowered slightly.

The Falling Snow Sword flew like a snow sword from parallel flight to downward, and soon disappeared into the clouds and began to fall downward.

After about half a cup of tea, Shen Shi passed through the thick clouds, continued to fall towards the ground under his feet, and left the clouds, the wind seemed to be a lot smaller, which also made Shen Shi a little easier when controlling the Snow Falling Sword, and when he looked at the ground under his feet around him at this moment, it was a different scene.

Without the cover of the boundless sea of clouds, the majestic and undulating Sumeru Mountains reappeared at his feet, and the majestic peaks stood tall and low, like giants standing silently in this dark night.

Just when Shen Shi was about to find a suitable place to rest and wait for his spiritual power to recover before making plans, he suddenly heard a voice.

A voice that sounds familiar, but doesn't seem to be here and now.

"Whoa...... Wow...... Whoop ......"

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Having lived on Jinhong Mountain in the sea for a long time, his first reaction was almost the sound of the waves rolling in the sea, just like the tide, repeatedly lapping the shore in the dark night, as if it would never stop. However, this place is Sumeru Immortal Mountain, in the central inland of the Hongmeng Continent, where will there be sea tides?

With a little doubt, he looked down, and at the same time urged the Snow Falling Sword to fly downward, and as he continued to approach the Sumeru Immortal Mountain under his feet, the tidal sound that rose and fell in the dark night became clearer and clearer.

Following this strange sound, Shen Shi swept over the mountains, and soon found that the place where the sound came from was not on the towering hills, but on a small hill hidden in the dark shadows under the peaks.

He flew lower and lower with the flying sword, and the sound of the waves grew louder and louder, and at some point, he found the place, the place where the strange tide and waves made sound.

There, it's still not a sea, it's still a mountain.

Under the faint starlight, a mountain is all over the mountains and fields are full of bamboo such as the sea, when the night wind blows, the bamboo branches swing, it is like the bamboo sea waves, ups and downs. And the sound of the waves, is from this bamboo sea, in the dead of night, the bamboo waves burst, adding to the tranquility.

Shen Shi looked at the bamboo sea under his feet, listening to the sound of the bamboo waves, but his heart suddenly moved, as if he had thought of something, and his face changed slightly. Isn't this strange scene in front of him just like what Senior Brother Du Tiejian told him before that it was the place where the saints lived in seclusion in the past?

For a while, Shen Shi couldn't help but hesitate a little in his heart, if the mountain in front of him was really the Great Bamboo Peak where Yuan Wentian lived in seclusion in the past, then it was naturally the Yuan Shi Gate Forbidden Land, and he trespassed into it, and the risk was self-evident. However...... He looked down at his right hand, and on the fragment of the Immortal Killing Ancient Sword, the light looked very faint, but the little sword light that was still left was invariably biased towards the bamboo mountain under his feet at this moment.

Clear, no sign of hesitation.

Shen Shi raised his head and took a deep look at this seemingly inconspicuous hill in the Sumeru Mountains, and at the same time recalled the hallucination he saw on the Wuzhen Rock in his mind, and thought of the man with his back to him. Maybe...... Is the person on the Wuzhen Rock Yuan Wentian? So is the ancient sword he holds in his hand the Immortal Killing Ancient Sword?

The corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and his breathing became a little rapid, and after a few moments, he suddenly gritted his teeth fiercely, and then fell.

The bamboo waves, like the calm and gentle tidal sounds, echoed in this mountain field.

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Since it is the Origin Gate Forbidden Land, it naturally has unusual vigilance and risks, and on weekdays, Shen Shi is afraid that he will stay away. It's just that he had seen the power of that Immortal Killing Sword after all, and that powerful power was enough for all the monks in the world to resist.

With a bit of vigilance and nervousness, he quietly approached the mountain, and even in order to hide his tracks, he directly put away the snow sword after approaching the ground for the first time, and jumped directly into the shadows under the bamboo forest somewhere on the ground.

When his feet stepped on the solid ground, Shen Shi immediately lowered his body and looked around with a hint of nervousness, but the surroundings were quiet, and there was no unusual movement, except for the bamboo waves, this mountain seemed to be no different from any ordinary uninhabited hill.

Shen Shi waited in place for a moment, and after making sure that there was indeed no one around, he slowly stood up and began to walk forward, but only took two steps, he hesitated for a moment, and looked down at the immortal remnant sword in his hand, only to see that the sword light on it seemed to have exhausted all its strength at this moment, and the last bit of light also dissipated, and it changed back to its original silent appearance, and seemed to fall into a deep sleep again.

Shen Shi frowned slightly, thought for a while, and then took the remnant sword back into the Ruyi bag, and then continued to walk forward cautiously.

At this moment, the place where he was a bamboo forest, surrounded by almost all kinds of bamboos of different sizes, and at the same time, there were bamboo shoots and half-height bamboos everywhere on the ground in the forest, standing tall from a thick layer of fallen bamboo leaves. I don't know how many years this bamboo forest has existed, or maybe at some point in the past years, there was a saint who walked through this forest, raised his head with his hands, and gazed at this verdant bamboo forest?

Shen Shi walked, walking, only to feel that the bamboo forest was exceptionally quiet, and the sound of bamboo waves seemed to be a little farther away.

The air was full of the unique smell of verdant bamboo, fresh and comfortable, but he thought that this might be a well-defended place, but after walking for a long time, he didn't find anyone else.

Shen Shi even had a faint illusion that he was the only one on this bamboo mountain.

Could it be that he recognized the wrong place, this is not the Great Bamboo Peak where the Yuan Wentian Sage lived in seclusion at all? Otherwise, why is there no one guarding such an important place?

With all kinds of doubts in his heart, Shen Shi still walked cautiously, and after walking for a while, he suddenly felt that the front was suddenly open, but he unconsciously walked to the edge of this bamboo forest. His heart shook slightly, and he leaned out to take a closer look, only to see that on the top of this mountain, outside the bamboo forest, there was a flat clearing, covered with several ordinary huts.

Shen Shi was stunned for a moment, and almost subconsciously looked around, but the mountain breeze blew coldly, and the surroundings were still quiet.

Shen Shi hesitated for a moment, but still stepped forward and walked towards the rooms, the road was incredibly calm, only a touch of starlight in the sky, faintly falling, shining on this remote mountain hut, I don't know how many years have passed, I have spent it like this.

Finally, Shen Shi stood here.

It turned out that these huts were all made of cut tough bamboo, simple and ordinary, and he walked outside the bamboo hut that looked the largest in the middle, and for no reason, he felt that his throat was a little dry. After taking a deep breath, he reached forward and gently pushed the door of the room, which was also made of bamboo, in the darkness of the night.

"Squeak......

With a deep voice, the bamboo door opened.

The room was greeted by darkness, but there was no movement other than that.

Shen Shi stood at the door for a moment, his breathing was a little short, and after calming down a little, he gritted his teeth and walked into the bamboo house.

The mountain wind was cold, blowing in from outside the door behind him, making people feel that there was some chill in this house, as if no one had lived here for a long time, so Shen Shi didn't feel any anger. The bamboo house was a little dim, perhaps because the walls blocked the starlight outside, making everything in the room look shadowy and hazy, and he could only barely see that there were also some simple tables and chairs in this room, but Shen Shi soon found that in the deepest part of the bamboo house, under the wall, there seemed to be something unusual.

In the dark shadows, there was a long thing in the shape of a bar, like a box, and like an incense case common in ordinary temples, Shen Shi hesitated for a moment and walked over there.

When he got closer, he soon noticed that the shape seemed to be really a long table for worship, and the few things that were faintly erected on the table seemed to be incense candles. And on the incense case and on the wall behind the incense case, there seems to be something that can't be seen clearly and unrecognizable.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, Shen Shi only felt a sudden chill behind him, at that moment he felt a sudden palpitation, Huo Ran turned around, but found that there was nothing behind him except for the dim shadow.

The corners of Shen Shi's eyes twitched slightly, and after standing silently for a moment, he suddenly gritted his teeth, but his fingers stretched out, and after a while, a small flame lit up from his fingertips, illuminating the incense candles on the incense case. His face was composed, and his eyes were still a little nervous, but he still lit the candle.

The flame lit, and the light drove away the darkness in the room, and after a while, Shen Shi saw what was in front of him clearly.

At the same time, outside the bamboo house, the night wind was suddenly urgent, the sound of bamboo waves was undulating, and the sea was rising, and it gradually became urgent.