On the last day of the end of May, whether it was the dignitaries and nobles living in the three major restaurants, or the ordinary swordsmen in plain clothes and holding pots of wine, everyone in Fengting City was faintly looking forward to the arrival of this moment.

When the sunset slanted down the horizon, taking away the last rays of afterglow, the night came...... A sudden shout resounded through Fengting City!

"Up!"

A brilliant beam of fire shot straight into the sky, and the next moment it tore through the night, followed by dozens or hundreds of sounds that suddenly broke through the sky, after a brief visual delay.

Night...... In an instant, it was as bright as day!

Just as written in the "Fengting City Chronicles", the City Lord's Mansion has prepared 10,000 hectares of fireworks.

Thousands of fireworks, suddenly open the night!

Countless people raised their heads, their sight was taken away by a piece of beauty, their minds were empty, and for a while it seemed that only the beauty of white and black was entangled, rendering the eternity of the moment.

Immediately after that, a man in the distance was hoarse, and threw the scabbard in his hand into the air with all his might.

"In the world, there is a sword from me!"

At the same time—

The sword master in the Fengting Grass House had his long hair hanging down, and he lowered his eyes and laughed softly.

He remembered the words that the man had carved on the tablet before he left many years ago.

So he was lonely and lonely, and he opened his mouth to read silently.

"I don't like peach blossoms to make spring wine, and I hate to see things and think of the old people. ”

"The last happy thing in the world, the elegance out of the sheath to remember the old man. ”

The sword master said softly.

"Remembering the deceased. ”

"The deceased. ”

"The deceased. ”

In the end, he was full of spirits and asked with a smile like a weak-crowned boy.

"I want all the swords in the world to come out of their sheaths, I wonder if you can see it in the spirit of the sky?"

There is a Shenjian Lake in Fengting City, which contains tens of millions of strange swords.

Immediately after that, the entire Wind Court City heard the voice of the sword master in the grass house.

It was a word that was spoken softly.

Rise.

"Whoa—"

Boom!

Thousands of fireworks are back, and the night and day are reversed!

The water of Shenjian Lake poured open, and countless water dragons rushed into the sky, like the birth of a giant dragon that had been dormant for a hundred years, and a heavy sound of frustration slowly rose.

Countless streamers burst out of the air, roaring, fireworks fell, and sword qi rushed up!

The sword qi rolls up the water dragon, and the moon invites the heroes.

After the hoarse sentence "In the world, there is a sword of mine!", the sword thrown by the swordsman seemed to have a sense in the dark, and almost in the next second, it turned into a streamer and rushed straight into the sword lake and the sword qi and waterspout!

Then, in the city of the Wind Garden—

"Dare to ask the sword master, dare you accept my sword!"

"Hahaha...... In the prosperous era of sword wine, how can you not help in the next sword?"

"Liang is fortunate to see such a grand scene, there is nothing to repay, only this sword!"

A sword shadow flew out, and then ...... It's the second, third, fourth!

Almost all the swordsmen couldn't help but unsheath and hand over their swords at that moment.

In an instant, the sword shadows in the sky of Wind Court City roared!

Ten thousand swords were unsheathed, opening for the sword wine party.

......

"It's beautiful. ”

The sword master closed his eyes.

His figure was a little dim, as if the entity had become illusory, and even had a hint of feathering unreality.

He gently stroked his long sideburns with a satisfied smile.

"It is indeed a grand scene in the world," accompanied by a dishonest compliment, a white robe opened the curtain of the grass house, he carried a long sword, and walked into the phoenix court with an expressionless face.

Jian Zongming tilted his head slightly, looking at the figure standing at the peak of the sword realm. As far as he knew, this sword master had run out of time, and even he himself cherished the little time he had left, but why did he still make such a show now to consume his little yang life.

Confused, he asked softly, "Why?"

The Sword Master still had his eyes closed, smiling contentedly like a child.

After a moment, the sword master responded with a smile, "Something. You don't understand. ”

Jian Zongming was still expressionless, "Value?"

The sword master opened his eyes, stared at the past with a hint of gentleness, and said softly.

"It's not everything, it's worth it or not. ”

......

......

The top floor of the Star Picking Building.

"I heard the roar of ten thousand swords. ”

Su Fu pushed open the window, and his eyes bloomed with a strange brilliance. In front of you is the boundless shadow of the sword, not far away from the Shenjian Lake to the sky rolled up the water dragon, inverted the night, 10,000 hectares of fireworks rendered the night as day!

At that moment, he really heard the so-called "Voice of the Sword" and stepped into the world of the sword that the black-clothed Great Dan Saint said.

He stretched out a hand and gently tightened his five fingers, although the Yuan Force was not enough to get out of the body, there was already a trace of mystery, it seemed to carry a wisp of wind, and it was still a little pleasant.

Today's Su Fu, although he has not been able to set foot in Jipin, is qualitatively different from a few days ago.

Not only is it the guidance of the black-clothed Great Dan Sheng, but the most important thing is that Su Fu's own opportunity is extremely good. When the sword intent of the Sword Sect burst out of the whole city, he initially heard the sound of the eleven swords behind him, and was able to get a glimpse of the threshold, and then it advanced by leaps and bounds.

It is no exaggeration to say that once Su Fu enters the threshold of the ninth grade, he will quickly comprehend the meaning of the domain and pull those so-called geniuses far behind.

Today's Su Fu, even if he meets those nine-rank masters in the Sword and Wine Club, he is not without the power to fight!

Yi Xiao was not so lucky, and he practiced the "Self-Forgetfulness Sutra" for several days. The more he practiced, the more he felt that this scripture was unusual, and that it might really be possible to break through himself!

The two of them looked out the window, endless fireworks bloomed brightly, and boundless sword qi rushed into the sky! The night was like day, and the continuous roar was endless.

Huge room with only two people. Lao Duan went out to hang out with the grass roots, and the black-clothed Da Dansheng took Xiao Mingzhu out to enjoy the so-called opening night.

"Brother Yi," Su Fu was silent for a long time, and finally spoke, his tone was actually a little relaxed.

"You know what. In the past few days, I haven't managed the trivial affairs of the Su family, I just concentrate on my cultivation, there are no boring intrigues, no annoying trading business, once I calm down, even if I can only hear the sound of a sword, I feel that the whole world is different. ”

Su Fu's eyes were a little complicated, "I'm real...... I don't want to inherit the position of the head of the family. ”

Yi Xiao smiled dumbly, "The position of the Su family's ten thousand golds, how many people can't ask for it, but you abandon it." ”

Then Yi Xiao thought of herself, now that she had found the medicine king in the Northern Wei Dynasty, she only owed one pill to replenish the heavens. Presumably, if you seek immortality and return to Qiliang, there will be a bloody storm. At the moment, he also said helplessly, "I'm not much better than you." I have no intention of competing for the position of Liang Yiguo, but I have to guard against my imperial brother. ”

There are many things in the world that are uncomfortable.

The poor seek food, the rich seek wealth, the practitioner seeks transcendence, and the sick seek immortality......

In the vicissitudes of life, who has to be at ease?

"I don't want to be comfortable, I only want the rivers and lakes. Su Fu's eyes were slightly confused, "If I win the top ten at the sword drinking party, I will make it clear to the Great Elder when I go back this time." ”

Yi Xiao looked fixedly, and the sword qi outside the window was full of sky, and he was a little dazzled.

That river and lake is too beautiful, but after all, it is the scenery outside the window.

Yi Xiao is out of reach.

"I also only ask for rivers and lakes. ”

He meditated in his heart.

The rivers and lakes are so big and wonderful, everyone can take a look at the style of the rivers and lakes.

But not everyone can step into the rivers and lakes as they wish.

The two fallen people stood side by side, and for a while they had nothing to say to each other.

After standing for a while, Su Fu shook his head, "Brother Yi, don't say much, tomorrow is the start of the cocktail party, I wish you all the best at that time." I still have some things to take care of, so I'll take my leave. ”

In a trance, Yi Xiao nodded.

Soon there was no more sound.

In the hall, I was left alone.

The sword aura outside the window is pervasive, and the candle flame in the window is peaceful.

At this moment, a figure naturally appeared in Yi Xiao's heart.

The first time that person appeared, it seemed like it was on one of these nights.

Torrent City Peak, April 15. The moon sets at the city gate, and the red-clothed pipa.

That song of floating cangsitudes ended, singing all the vicissitudes of the floating world, leaving an indelible stunning figure in his mind.

Later, the north crossed the Qijiang River, the spring rain began to fall, and the red clothes opened the world.

The red-clothed child bottle cloud fish vibrated the sheath to kill the wind and green, boarded the dragon boat with a broken tone, combined with the rain demon giant que to lead out the dragon white carp, and handed the sword to kill the wood devil.

Re-entered the Northern Wei Dynasty, defeated the Heavenly Wolf King, one of the four major feudal kings of the Northern Wei Dynasty, in the Yellow Sand, killed two Heavenly List demons, and then beheaded the monster Bai Kui, and finally stepped on the Dragon Gate to take the sword box, shocking the world with a black dragon and a white phoenix.

Along the way, this red-clothed man is too amazing.

So much so that when I encounter amazing things, I will think of her.

Every time you are stunning, you will be red.

Now that the moon is full, the sword aura is all over the sky, but I don't see the red-clothed smile.

Without her, the rivers and lakes are indeed missing a color.

It's red.

It is a stunning red yarn, it is blood coming out of the skull, and it is a white phoenix with both hands on the sleeves turning into a red phoenix.

It is the most amazing sword out of the sheath in the rivers and lakes.

Yi Xiao put his hands behind his back, his eyes froze, and swept the countless swords flying outside the window one by one.

Now that the swords are all out of their sheaths, where are you?

"Red-clothed ......" he whispered, as if he was recalling three words, as if he was thinking about someone.

Outside the window, the sword qi roared back and forth, and the night was swung by the sword qi, pulling out a corner of the crescent moon.

Thousands of miles away, the northern plains are vast.

Under the heavy snowfall, the northern plains are reckless. Today, the northern plains are almost pitch black, and even the snow-covered land is not the slightest white.

And a touch of red suddenly appeared in the vast snow.

The red-clothed man walked silently on the snow, stepping barefoot out one after another of the red shadows of the snow, and the wind howled in the northern plains, pulling the red-clothed reflections back and forth in the snowy valleys crisscrossing the ravines.

Hongyi'er suddenly felt a sense and raised her head.

A bright moon unopportunely tore through the dark clouds.

A silver-white light poured down, and it happened to shroud down.

The corners of Hongyi'er's mouth twitched slightly, as if she was laughing, and lowered her head again.

So the red clothes disappeared in the snow-capped mountains.

The moon that tore through the night was high above.

At the same time, the sword aura is rugged.

Like a sword, it tore apart the pitch-black and broken northern plains, and divided them into neat and straightforward snow-white pitch-black areas, one was pitch black and invisible, and the other was as bright as day.

It's been a long time since I've seen such a month.