At this time, Lu Chengfeng at the foot of the mountain was standing under the moon in front of the flowers with his back hand, and the faint silver glow sprinkled down, dyeing the already beautiful place in front of him like a dream.

"Don't think about it, I'm going to leave for Shushan tomorrow!"

"I'm just worried about the second uncle's illness......" Lu Chengfeng turned around and smiled hard, "I haven't been to see the second uncle for a long time, and now that he is seriously ill and dying, I can't help anything!"

"Think about how your second uncle and second aunt treated you in the first place, and you still miss him so much! If I were sick, would you be so worried?"

Shangguan Xing'er seemed to be extremely dissatisfied with the harm caused to Lu Chengfeng by the two of them when they were young, so he glanced at it and pouted.

Lu Chengfeng smiled and sighed, "No matter how bad it is to me, but after all, it is my relatives! They are not bad people, why do you care so much?"

Seeing that his stubborn temper came up again, Shangguan Xing'er had no choice but to shake his head helplessly, and returned to the cave instead.

This place is thousands of feet away from Shushan, if you want to go up, you can only fly with the sword, and tomorrow is the day of the official competition of the disciples of the Yellow Order, just wait for dawn to rush to Shushan immediately, otherwise, the competition will be lost before the battle.

It was the last night in the Xiaoyao Cave, but a few people were less interested in drinking, so they just kept silent. The saddest thing in the world is separation, although it has not yet been spoken, but it has long been known.

The night was already very deep, and the cave was still very cold, Lu Chengfeng found an open space, lay down flat, and the moment his body relaxed, he only felt that the bones in his body were about to fall apart.

The days of running around had exhausted him physically and mentally, and as soon as he lay down, he didn't even want to move, and his heavy eyelids finally closed.

Looking at his sleeping face, Shangguan Xing'er's eyes were slightly red, and he looked at the young man in front of him affectionately, and there was a pain in his heart for no reason, as if a scabbed wound was torn again.

"Since you are so reluctant, then why bother?" Feng Sanniang sighed helplessly.

"The Shushan faction has always taken it as its mission to kill demons and eliminate demons, and I don't want to go up the mountain to cause trouble for him. He also prefers to be stubborn, I don't want to bother him!" Shangguan Xing'er's eyes were full of tears, and his slender fingers inadvertently slid to his face, "Why don't I want to be with him, it's just that from the beginning he chose a path that is diametrically opposed to mine!"

"Have you figured out how you're going to talk to him tomorrow?"

Shangguan Xing'er shook his head gently, took a deep breath and said, "I don't know how to say it, I don't know ......"

"Then let me tell him!" Feng Sanniang said as she walked over slowly, patted her shoulder gently, and then turned back to the stone room.

Shangguan Xing'er's soft body lay on Lu Chengfeng's chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, she felt very relieved, as if as long as the person in front of her was still there, she would not be cranky. But at this moment, although there are thousands of things, I finally fell asleep unconsciously.

The night flowed silently between the breaths of the two.

When the long bell rang for the first time, Lu Chengfeng's eyes suddenly opened, and when he saw Shangguan Xing'er lying on his chest, he gently supported her left shoulder with one hand, and he moved his body gently, for fear of waking her up. Unexpectedly, as soon as he twitched his body, Shangguan Xing'er opened his eyes, just looking at her face, it was obvious that she was not sleeping too deeply.

Lu Chengfeng smiled awkwardly, "I'm just...... I'm afraid to wake you up!"

When the bell came intermittently, Shangguan Xing'er was suddenly shocked, completely tired, and asked softly, "Are you going to Shushan?"

When she saw Lu Chengfeng nodding, she couldn't suppress the sadness in her heart, but she still squeezed out a smile and said, "Then I'll wait for you here!"

As soon as Lu Chengfeng heard this, his face suddenly changed, and he looked extremely excited, "Aren't you going with me?"

In the face of the other party's questioning, she could only be silent......

At this time, the back mountain was really in full swing, and the elders and entourage disciples on the east and west high platforms all looked at it intently and nodded again and again. But it is to sweep away yesterday's malaise, focus on the exercises of the people in the field, and cultivate.

On the highest platform in the middle, two yellow-level disciples were holding swords, and the spirit of a gentleman could be described as magnificent.

The sword was founded in the era of Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor. According to the Yellow Emperor Ben Jiyun, "the emperor picked the bronze sword of the first mountain, and inscribed it with astronomical ancient characters". In ancient times, in the battle of the deer, Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor defeated Chiyou with the Xuanyuan sword. Since then, the sword itself has represented the mighty aura of heaven and earth. The sword is the king, the king is arrogant, unbreakable, and the sword is upright, unyielding, so the sword is a gentleman's thing. Of course, the sword itself has no special meaning, but people have given it a new meaning in killing and conquest throughout the ages. Rao is like this, but the disciples of Shushan have always used swords as weapons, and they must be a symbol of the right way in the world.

Cultivators fighting with weapons are actually false moves, but they infuse the true qi of the whole body into the sword itself, and every move and every potential they use is actually useless, and what they really fight is the cultivation of people. The more advanced the cultivation, the stronger its sword qi becomes. Since ancient times, it has been Taiyi and Liangyi, and the so-called Liangyi is one yin and one yang. And as a person who cultivates the pure method of Taoism, the moves he uses are full of golden light, which is also the essence of the Yang of the Two Rituals.

Just when Shangguan Xing'er didn't know how to reply, Feng Sanniang slowly walked out of the stone cave and said with a smile, "This girl sees that I am alone, and plans to stay here for a few days, what do you think?"

Thinking of yesterday with Sanniang, it should be this matter, no wonder she always seems to be preoccupied, as soon as she thinks of this, Lu Chengfeng didn't think much about it, just picked the bridge of his nose, and said softly, "It's okay, I can rest assured if you follow Sanniang! But if you have something next time, you must tell me, I still like to see you laugh!"

It was a little too difficult for her to laugh at this moment, but when she met Lu Chengfeng's eyes, it was because Sanniang was a little shy here, Shangguan Xing'er pushed him away, pretending to be impatient and said, "Okay, don't be verbose, let's go!"

Before he finished speaking, he felt an earthquake underground, and the stone door slowly opened, and an extremely strong wind suddenly hit his face. However, this is not what it used to be, but this wind has no effect on Lu Chengfeng at this moment, he stood for a long time, and then walked straight to the stone gate.

"Boy, this is my young lady's personal sword, I will borrow it from you first, and return it as soon as I use it!"

Feng Sanniang said and handed over the sword in her hand.

Lu Chengfeng hesitated for a moment, and then slowly took the sword. Before leaving, he turned around and glanced at Shangguan Xing'er, who was smiling strongly, and instructed, "Take good care of yourself!"

The wind quickly blew away his voice, but Shangguan Xing'er was still very keen to catch the tenderness in that voice, and seeing her nodding tearfully, Lu Chengfeng turned around and walked into the stone gate.

"Boy...... Next time, bring your red dust wine!"

Feng Sanniang shouted desperately behind him.

"Got it!"

At the moment when the stone door slowly closed, Lu Chengfeng's voice came in with the wind.

In the dark stone road, Lu Chengfeng's luck was full of true qi, forcing away the strong wind around him, and went up, half a day later, a dazzling sunlight made his eyes hurt, he subconsciously blocked his eyes, and slowly walked out of the stone road, only to feel that the wind around him had all disappeared. Looking at Shu Mountain in the misty clouds, he suddenly felt a sense of rebirth.

He stood there for a moment, and finally removed the hand that was blocking his forehead, and after reluctantly glancing behind him, his mind moved, and the true qi of his whole body began to wander around his body. When he slowly stood up, his heart was full of irrepressible excitement, as his fingers moved forward, the sword under his feet flew into the air with a whoosh, fortunately, he had seen Song Qingshan's imperial sword before, he tried to keep his balance with his hands open, and as his true qi gathered more and more, the sword body also rose steadily.

When the sword has reached the same height as Shu Mountain from the ground, he pinched the trick forward, and his feet moved, and when he came back to his senses, he was already in the clouds and mist, and he could vaguely see where Shu Mountain was.

He inadvertently glanced underneath him, but the place where he was before had disappeared, and with it was replaced by mountain bags of different sizes, and the mountain where the previous Xiaoyao Cave was located had also become a black spot. Under the volley, he was like being in a fairyland, walking between the mountains, only to feel the feeling of seeing the mountains at a glance, and the pride was spontaneously born.

At this moment, he was even thinking that if this scene was seen by the villagers of Liujia Village, or the guys from Fenglailou, they would not believe that the original broom star could become a cultivator of Shushan no matter what, and they would even learn to fly with the sword.

Just as he was thinking about it, the dense fog in front of him dissipated, and at a glance, he saw the vast crowd in the courtyard of the back mountain, and there were already people on the high platform who began to compete, and when the light flickered, all he saw were some yellow-rank disciples dressed in white. The audience was crowded with circles of people, all dressed in yellow, including many Xuanjie disciples in pale yellow clothes, when he saw Li Yunfei who was triumphant, he gritted his teeth with hatred in his heart, but finally held back.

The blade of the sword slowly fell to the top of the mountain forest where he often chopped wood, and looking at the back mountain, he found a place with more lush weeds and sat down, looking at the disciple who was competing on the opposite side.

As the cries arose in the courtyard, he opened the parchment scroll, and at the end of it recorded a number of methods that could be used only in battle, including the Xuantian Bagua Recipe that had been used before. But at this moment, he needed to use the sword, and he wanted to find some tips on how to use the sword, but he never found it. The last line reads, "The blade in the hand is nothing, if it is strong, the grass and trees can be used as a sword." ”

This last sentence seemed to refer to something, and he suddenly remembered that Xiao Xiaoyao never carried a sword, and the only thing around him was the gourd. Thinking about it, he must have cultivated profoundly, and disdained to use weapons with fake hands.

As soon as he thought of this, Lu Chengfeng put away the parchment roll again and continued to focus on the lively scene in the back mountain.