It's a few days and nights, over the years, Liu Baiyi has spent many such nights, the longer the time, the deeper the feeling, just because time has never stopped, no matter in that world, there is life and death, there is glory and dryness, there is a beginning, and there is an end.

Life is like this, the face is easy to age, the beauty is white, the years change, even the dynasty has also risen and fallen, and he may fall on the road one day.

The dim heaven and earth slowly lit up, and at the end, a golden light began to slowly rise, and the brilliant color pierced the obscure and unknown heaven and earth, just like a golden divine sword in the hands of a god.

Liu Baiyi sat cross-legged on a bluestone, facing the golden sun, until the dim morning color was expelled, until a ray of sunlight fell on his face, his eyes slowly opened, and in an instant, the light that dyed all things also dyed through his pupils, dyed through his gray hair, and turned into pale gold.

Liu Baiyi stopped breathing and breathing, and the internal force that was rolling like a river in his body slowly subsided, and the overnight breathing operation did not increase by a trace, and he had long been accustomed to it.

Facing the sun, the unusually dazzling sun, he watched without blinking his eyes and sat quietly.

Long.

"I always thought I had seen the brightest sword in the world. ”

Ordinary sunshine, but at this moment he saw something different, he thought of a lot, thought of Li Xunhuan's knife, thought of Xie Xiaofeng's sword.

He was very quiet, the morning breeze was slightly cool, and the wind on the cliff was even stronger, even if the sea of clouds between the mountains was like smoke and waves, it was constantly rolling, but it did not lift a trace of his hair, a corner of his clothes, as if he had sat down like a stone.

"But, alas, there will be a time when the sun will set. ”

Liu Baiyi's voice was even calmer, as if he was talking to the sun, like the sun talking freely.

Ahead, is a steep mountain, coherent into a peak, a radius of hundreds of miles is a steep cliff, under the cliff, is the turbulent rushing river, which is a reef and rocks.

Liu Baiyi's gaze slowly fell on the unpredictable sea of clouds that shrouded it.

"Organ City. ”

He muttered to himself.

Indeed, in the sea of clouds, among the mountains, the organ city is in it, which is called the last pure land in the world by all the anti-Qin people, and it is also the most mysterious fortress of the Mo family.

He has been meditating here for almost seven days, and the sea of clouds in front of him is changing every day, sometimes sunny and sometimes rainy, but Liu Baiyi is not sitting here because of this, because, three days ago, he quietly looked at the other side in the distance, and a group of people walked in and still haven't come out.

They are the quicksand people led by Wei Zhuang.

"Unexpectedly, the impact of my arrival is quite large. ”

Liu Baiyi slowly got up.

"The combination of vertical and horizontal strikes makes my heart flutter. ”

Thinking of the few swordsmen and many masters in that city, Liu Baiyi's tone changed.

"Zheng...... Zheng ......"

The sword beside him, which was like glass jasper reflected in the sunlight at this moment, rattled uncontrollably, as if it would be unsheathed at any time.

"It seems that you are also moved...... Don't worry, they should make us have a good fight. ”

Liu Baiyi said, and the index finger of his left hand stretched out, only to see a wisp of blood forced out by him, flowing down the hilt of the sword, and then seeping in.

After speaking, the autumn water was cold and fell silent again, and the sound disappeared, just like a person.

"And love is not attacking the Mojia organ city?"

Thinking about what he had seen and heard along the way, Liu Baiyi casually picked off a few leaves beside him, paused slightly, and then shook his right hand, and suddenly the fallen leaves shot out one after another, shooting towards the opposite side.

The sword was returned to the back, rising and falling silently, and the figure of Liu Baiyi seemed to be held up by an invisible hand, as if it was carried by the sea of clouds and clouds in the morning, and had stepped out, and his hands were naturally behind him, as if he was walking in the air, and his body was like the wind.

The distance of more than 100 zhang under his feet, but a few leaves can be crossed, and even the falling trajectory of the fallen leaves has no effect.

"After today, there will be none. ”

And where he had been standing, it wasn't until the man was about to reach the other side that a faint voice rose out of thin air, with a cold air.

What a shocking light work, the person has gone, but the sound is still in place.

However, this sentence seems to be deliberately left by Liu Baiyi, or deliberately so.

Just let the Buddha go and leave it for others.

Then.

"It seems that our Great Qin Keqing is very bad, even I am a little scared. ”

Two figures slowly walked out of the woods, looking at the empty place, but the words fell in their ears.

It was two women, who spoke, a charming and moving woman on the left, dressed in red, with a graceful figure, but her hands were as red as flames, and showed strange silver patterns, and her nails were as black as ink, so strange that people shuddered.

Although her tone was very calm, even a little casual, there was a solemn and even horrified look in her eyes.

And the woman beside her with a veil on her face remained silent, not knowing whether she could not speak or did not want to speak.

Both of them looked at the place where Liu Baiyi had stood before, as if the man was still standing there, still talking to them, and their steps stopped, and in that sentence, they heard a different meaning.

It was not difficult for them to cross the chasm in front of them, and it was even easy, but they all had the illusion that if they passed, they were afraid that what they would have to face would be the man's sword, even if they came to help him.

He didn't want to be disturbed, and that was a warning.

Thinking of the strange scene, the strange sword, and the strange people, their eyes looked at the sea of clouds along the edge of the cliff, and looked at the figure that had disappeared, and they were all a little silent.

The gaze retracted, and the two of them were gone between turning.