Time flies, and the sky is getting dark.

Xun up, Xun down.

Let the lightning flash and the wind and snow cleanse it.

The sound of Xun is full of simplicity and serenity.

Jiang Xiaoman's eyes closed slightly, and he gradually fell into a state of selflessness.

The breath climbed, and the qi spread out of the body.

For a time, the wind and snow could not be added.

At dusk, the boy finally opened his eyes slowly.

At this moment, Jiang Xiaoman's body.

Seemingly, something has become different.

The boy is still the same boy.

The eyes are clear, and the demeanor is peaceful.

Under the peace, there is a sense of determination.

It was a feeling that words could not express.

Like a sword, it is unstoppable, and it can shock the heavens.

A sword out, can set mountains and rivers.

It is like a cold gun, and the mountains and rivers are unstoppable.

In the sea of knowledge, the chilling sword intent finally calmed down.

Where the sword cultivates a vein, the sword chant is the language, the sword is the body, and the sword style is the shape.

Sword intent, like blood, is for inheritance.

Martial arts practice, pay attention to the gradual progress.

The stronger the foundation, the better the achievements in the future.

Jiang Xiaoman has only been holding the sword for a short time, and the foundation of the sword path can be described as shallow.

This time I watched the sword and realized the Tao, and I gained a lot.

Although it is not reborn, the meridians of the whole body are also condensed and more solid.

Now, there is only one chance to pull away, and you can move into the congenital.

Since then, the martial arts have gradually touched the way of heaven, and the immortal road can be expected.

Speaking of which, Jiang Xiaoman was not too greedy for how high his cultivation would be.

But in the rivers and lakes, it is always the strength of oneself.

Jiang Xiaoman lowered his head and clenched his fists, only to feel that his arm was full of energy.

During the wave, a hidden qi came out of the body.

I glanced up at the sky, and it was already dusk.

The three states of Northland are similar to the Great Xia borderlands.

In autumn, it gets dark earlier and earlier.

Right now, it's the time of the snow and the snow.

Dark clouds hung low, and the layers were dense.

The sky is already getting dark.

There is little smoke in Beiliang City, and there are thousands of lights.

The young man raised his hand in front of his eyebrows, looked down from the cliff, and couldn't help whispering to himself: "Obviously, I only felt that a quarter of an hour had passed, but I never thought it was so late. ”

Gently beating his slightly sour shoulder, Jiang Xiaoman smiled, only to feel that forgetting things and me is really a mysterious and mysterious wonderful realm.

Just now, when he blew Xun, he inadvertently pulled the whole body qi machine.

Soon, it was like a fascination, and the five senses were immersed in it.

When I opened my eyes again, I realized that time flew by like a falling flower.

No wonder there is a heavenly man who has attained enlightenment and said, 'There is no time for a child to fall in the mountains, and suddenly a thousand years have passed in the world.' ’

Suddenly, Jiang Xiaoman remembered something, patted his forehead, couldn't help but secretly say bad, and hurriedly pulled out his feet and ran down the mountain.

Tonight, there will be a lantern festival in Beiliang City.

I had already promised Ji Xiaoyue to take her and Miss Xiao to the lantern festival to have a look.

The little girl likes to be lively, such a prosperous world is rare in a hundred years, how can she miss it.

Jiang Xiaoman's steps were as light as flying, like a phantom, stepping on the snow without a trace.

However, in less time, half a pillar of incense had already jumped to the foot of the mountain.

The old horse leading the cart was tied to an old pine, and when he saw the young man hurrying over, he also snorted quite spiritually, and raised his hooves lightly.

Jiang Xiaoman was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but sigh, it is true that everything has a spirit.

He abandoned the carriage, turned over and jumped on his horse, drew his sword, and cut the ropes that were tied to the treetops.

Without restraint, the old horse was very excited, neighed, and jumped high with its front hooves, quite imposing.

Seeing this, the young man on horseback couldn't help laughing, shouted 'go', flicked the reins in his hand, and ran all the way in the direction of Beiliang City.

The old horse knows the way, and his four hooves are like clouds in the snow, splashing a ground like a mist flying flowers.

But after a while, he disappeared in the snow and fog with the boy.

......

By the time we entered the city, it was completely dark.

The streets were bustling and noisy.

Lantern festivals, although there are them every year.

But it is as grand as this, but it is hard to find in a hundred years.

Ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine lamps were lit together.

And the wind and snow, thousands of lights and candles are bright, and it must be very spectacular.

Just thinking about it makes me fascinated.

Beiliang City is not like other cities in the Northland, and there will be a curfew at night.

Although the gates were guarded by men in armor, they were kept day and night.

This has been the case since the founding of the Great Xia and the Dugu clan.

Beiliang City is only one mile away, there is an old city tower base ruins, the name is Wangbei City.

Ten thousand years ago, a beacon war swept through half of Kyushu, burning Wangbei City and burning it clean.

It is rumored to be related to a certain clan that used to flourish on Cangyue Mountain, which has changed from a peak to a lake.

Later, there were five generations of soldiers in Great Xia who pierced Cangyue Mountain with one shot.

Since then, the sea has turned into mulberry fields, and the mountains and rivers have since turned into lakes.

After that, except for those nostalgic Jianghu people and officials who wrote the history.

Few people remember that not far from Beiliang City, there was a city, and there was a group of people, who witnessed the immortal glory of the two regions in the north and south in the past.

Jiang Xiaoman breathed a long sigh of relief, turned over and dismounted, and finally rushed back.

Looking up at the star-picking tower in the city, which was vaguely visible, it was already brightly lit, and the young man couldn't help but feel a little weak.

I thought I would return to the city soon, so I left a note saying that I would let Ji Xiaoyue and Miss Xiao wait for lunch.

But who would have thought that it would be easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down, and it would be delayed for so long.

Leading the horse forward, he couldn't help but speed up his pace.

Waiting to pass by the ruins, Jiang Xiaoman paused slightly, stopped his horse, squatted down and stroked a piece of bluestone city bricks that had been eroded by the years and had long been mottled, remembering that when he was in Vermilion Bird City, the old ruffian Uncle Eleventh told him a story and legend about this place, and sighed softly for no reason.

The weeds are overgrown in the wind and snow, and there are still bluestone remnants in the ruins.

Cracks and moss, rubble and clutter, like a storyteller telling history.

If you want to say where in the world the two words are the most ruthless, it will inevitably be the word years.

Time is like a knife, a knife and an axe, which can destroy everything.

Once upon a time, there was a community here that overlooked the Kyushu region.

There have always been immortals in the clan, which are almost comparable to the Daxia royal family in this world.

In the end, it is still difficult to escape the invasion of time, and the fifth generation of the Jiang family will die through the moon with one shot, which has become a past history.

Jiang Xiaoman seemed to feel something, and muttered in a low voice: "The cycle of cause and effect, if there is really reincarnation in the world, if you think about it, one day the Jiang family will become history." ”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but chuckle and shook his head, feeling that these words didn't seem to come out of his mouth, and continued to speak: "Jiang Xiaoman, Jiang Xiaoman, you said you, where did you get so much emotion?"

The boy is a teenager and a maniac, and he shouldn't have such a twilight.

sneezed for no reason, Jiang Xiaoman rubbed his nose and said to himself: "You have to go back quickly, Ji Xiaoyue's dead girl must be scolding me again!"

Standing up, stretching a lazy waist, not feeling a little hungry, he took the reins and slowly entered the city.

Jiang Xiaoman didn't notice that in the dimness, in the ground behind him, his shadow was actually distorted, standing upright silently, like a living thing, standing there, looking at the young man for a long time, and then dissipated into the air and disappeared.

The old horse that followed by the side seemed to feel something, turned his head and looked puzzled, and then he actually put his head against Jiang Xiaoman's shoulder, and there was a faint neighing sound in his mouth, as if he wanted to remind something.

"What's the matter?" the young man stopped, saw that the old horse was panicked, reached out and stroked the mane of the old horse's neck, turned to look, and saw that it was empty, and there was nothing unusual.

At this time, the wind was blowing.

Jiang Xiaoman couldn't help but shudder, and subconsciously tightened the animal skin padded jacket on his body.

......

Beiliang City, Dugu Wangfu.

Fuchu, the lights are brilliant.

The hall was staggered, and many strong people of the younger generation of the Dugu clan were sitting in the table.

At this time, sitting on the chairman's seat turned out to be a golden monkey wearing purple and gold chain mail.

The monkey looked like a human, with fiery eyes, wearing a phoenix-winged purple and gold crown on his head, stepping on a pair of lotus silk steps, holding a bronze wine cup in his hand, and the man with a hideous scar on the side of his cheek pushed the cup to change the cup.

One person and one monkey, like old friends who haven't seen each other for a long time, talk very happily.

After the monkey drank a cup, he actually opened his mouth to speak, scratching his ears and cheeks at the man with hideous scars on his face beside him: "Brother Jiang, if the brothers are unwilling, in fact, the fate of our ancestors will not be disobeyed." As a last resort, he came to the south to ask the Dugu clan for the treasures left by the ancestors of the great sages in the past. If I want to break through the seal and reappear in Kyushu, that treasure is indispensable. ”

The man raised his glass, drank it all, and chuckled: "Brother Yuan, that treasure is your proud country." Today you have come to ask for it, and you should return it. It's just that the Dugu clan is unwilling to return it, but it is indeed in front of Yijiazi, and it was indeed begged for by the clone left in Kyushu by the former immortal ancestor of your clan. Even if you want to pay it back today, you can't pay it back!"

The man with hideous scars on his face was none other than the eleventh son of the current Great Xia Holy Emperor, Jiang Che.

The monkey was stunned when he heard this, and the bronze wine cup in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang", and he lost his voice and said, "Brother Jiang, what did you say?!"

Jiang Che shrugged his shoulders, picked up a piece of crispy meat from the plate in front of him and put it in his mouth, and said vaguely while chewing: "I mean, the treasure of your clan was already taken away by the immortal king of your clan long before Yijiazi, and it is no longer in the Dugu clan. ”

The monkey's famous name, Yuan Xiaosheng, has an extraordinary background, and Jiang Che is an old acquaintance, and he was stunned for a long time before he slowly spoke: "Sure enough, as the ancestor guessed, the ancestor of the Great Sage visited the overseas Immortal Mountain in his early years, and preached in Xingyue Mountain, and taught the method of transforming the three cleans. There are still incarnations outside the body that remain in the world, and they have not really passed away!"

The more the monkey spoke, the more excited he became, and he couldn't help jumping on the table and dancing, and said excitedly: "The Great Sage Ancestor is not dead, even if the Yao family has that old immortal bastard in charge, what can I fear from coming to the country?"

Jiang Che leaned back in the chair, plucked out his ears, and said lazily: "I said Brother Yuan, you are making such a fuss, why don't you ask us to eat this table of dishes?"

Dugu Zijin was also in the hall at this time, but he was far away from Jiang Che.

Between the two, there were more than a dozen people.

Despite this, this purple-clothed woman, who now has the potential to be the number one beauty in Beiliang City, has never left Jiang Che's eyes.

When I saw the scar on the enemy's face that ran through the corners of his eyes and down to his chin.

Dugu Zijin couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, like a needle prick, he opened his mouth, and his eyes were full of mist.

Jiang Che seemed to feel something, and happened to see this scene.

Hurriedly turned his head away, not daring to make eye contact with her.

Because, every time you touch it, it is distressing.

The monkey realized that he was out of shape, and hurriedly turned over the table, squatted on the chair and swung his hands back and forth, and laughed: "Since that treasure is not in the Dugu clan, our family is not strong." It's just that in the past, the Great Sage Ancestors of our clan made a covenant with the Dugu clan and the Jiang clan. Brother Jiang, when the ancestor sent me out, let me ask the clan masters of your two families in this life, I wonder if the covenant is still valid?"

Jiang Che had expected it, stabilized his emotions, poured himself a glass of wine, put it between his lips and said: "Before coming to Beiliang City, the ancestor of my clan asked me to bring a sentence to the senior gibbon, Shura Yinuo, which is worth a thousand gold. ”

Dugu Zijin glared at Jiang Che, also got up, and said softly: "The same is true of the Dugu clan." ”

......

In the void, there were two old men standing side by side, shrouded in Hongmeng purple qi, and everything that happened in the hall was under the eyes of the two of them.

"I don't know why the old ancestor made such a covenant with that rebellious monkey back then, I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out!" Dugu Ao shook his head and sighed softly: "However, since it was the decision of the old ancestor, he naturally has his reasons." Now that the burden of the Dugu clan falls on the shoulders of you and me, let's do the execution of our descendants, what do we want to do!"

"Although we are both human races, I really like this group of unpleasant monkeys more than some clans. Dugu Ji smiled, shook his head and said, "These monkeys are really like the legendary monkey spirits!"

With a slight groan, Dugu Qiu's brows couldn't help frowning slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "According to the covenant between the ancestors of the two clans and the monkey, there is only one descendant who meets the requirements of the monkey back then. ”

"What's the matter?," Dugu Ji patted his brother on the shoulder and said with a smile: "You! It has always been like this, and the temperament of protecting the short cannot be changed? Xiao Man'er is the Jiang family's Suzaku Yes, but there is also the blood of our Dugu clan in his body." The future is destined to flutter its wings and soar into the sky. Even if you can't call Great Xia the emperor, you still have to go through it once. ”

"But that is the fairy world, since the first ancestor of the Five Domains came to the Nine Heavens with blood to fight with the immortal court, I have never heard of anyone who can enter the immortal world alone and return safely. Later, even if he was as strong as the splashing monkey, he finally returned home. Dugu Fu smiled reluctantly, and said abruptly: "In the end, I still have selfish intentions, and I don't want the little barbarian to work so hard......"

"Idiot, if you don't enter the Nine Heavens, how can you become a Vermilion Bird? If you don't fight the Immortal Court, how can you be the Holy Emperor of Great Xia?"

Suddenly, within the void, a third voice echoed in the ears of the two of them.

Listening to the voice, the person who came should be very young.

But the two old men couldn't help but change their complexions, and they lost their voices together: "Uncle!"