It wasn't until a few days later, when the majestic smell of blood drifted out with the mountain wind, that someone found a few demon immortals who died here, but no matter how people guessed, they couldn't think of who would do it, so they had to stop in the end. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At the same time, another piece of news also shook the rivers and lakes, and the white-clothed sword immortal who had disappeared for several years reappeared in the rivers and lakes.

It is said that someone once saw the figure of the white-clothed sword fairy on the coast of the East China Sea, and a sword light flew through the sky.

There are also people who see the white-clothed sword fairy on the shore of Dongting Lake for thousands of miles, standing on the blue waves with their hands in their hands, and the white clothes are fluttering, so chic.

The legend about him was circulated in the rivers and lakes for a while, the sword destroyed the demon fairy, the demon was killed, and the deeds were turned out of people's minds and became the point of conversation after dinner.

The clouds roll up and the moon rises, the sunset stars rise, the spring breeze blows, the cold wind howls, and the snowflakes fall, decorating the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains into a piece of silver and white.

The clouds and rain of the rivers and lakes are still the same, people and people kill, people and demons kill, the battle is endless, and there is no moment to stop.

The cold winter is coming, and it is another year of years to disappear, the towering Shu Mountain, thousands of strange peaks are all shrouded in snow, people do not exist, birds and beasts are extinct, thick clouds and mist hover between the valleys, there is a taste of fairy.

"Stomp Pedal Pedal

Next to the bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain, the cold wind blows, blowing up pieces of fallen leaves, mixed with the flying snow in the sky, with a slight hint of gloom.

A white-robed man slowly stepped into the bamboo forest along the bluestone paved path and walked towards the mountain.

It was very windy and cold, but the man was just a thin robe, and he walked freely in the snow a foot deep.

There is always a faint sadness on the handsome man's face, his deep eyes are like black jade, he can't see through, he can't see clearly, his steps are very light, very slow, but it gives people an inexplicable meaning, a blink of an eye, it appears a few zhang away.

On the top of Shu Mountain, the pavilions stand tall, motionless in the cold wind, and the wind chimes hanging on the eaves make an endless crisp sound, which is pleasant to the ear.

Most of the Shushan disciples have been withdrawn to the door, leaving only a few people in various places to guard against the chaos of the demon clan, there is silence above the mountain gate, few people are noisy, they are busy with cultivation or their own affairs, two disciples with swords guarding the mountain gate, against the wind and snow, the face is solemn.

The white sky began to darken, a faint black curtain enveloped the land, and the blizzard suddenly rose, and the wind beat on the ground, and the biting clouds hovered over the mountain tops.

The eyes of the two gatekeeper disciples were like torches, and the mana around them flowed, turning into an invisible shield, blocking the wind and snow from the outside.

"Knock"

An inaudible sound of footsteps rang in the ears of the two of them, and they looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Knock"

The footsteps became louder and louder, and there was a special rhythm that shook their qi and blood, and the two of them looked cautious, and the long sword fell into their hands.

After a few breaths, in the long wind and snow, a figure suddenly appeared, and he couldn't see his face clearly, so he walked straight towards the mountain gate.

"Who is coming, who dares to trespass on the Shushan Sword Sect. ”

The two disciples shouted loudly, the long sword in their hands was unsheathed, and the two cold rays were so eye-catching.

The person who came did not answer, but in an instant, across a hundred feet, appeared in front of them.

The two of them looked at the visitor, just feeling a little familiar, but they couldn't remember who it was.

"The Shushan Sword Sect only respects and returns to the mountain gate. ”

The faint words sounded in their ears, and the hearts of the two of them shook, and in a trance, they remembered who Wei Jing was.

"The disciple greets the senior brother. ”

They hurriedly hugged their fists, with a hint of worship in their eyes, the person in front of them was very strong many years ago, and now his strength is probably even more terrifying.

"Hmm"

Wei Jing responded in response, and then stepped straight across the mountain gate and walked towards the Shushan Hall not far away, behind him, the eyes of the two disciples saw him disappear into the wind and snow before turning his head.

After a short time, the entire Shushan Sword Sect was boiling, and Wei Jing, the head disciple, had disappeared for a long time, and now he suddenly returned, but it made many disciples excited, which showed his popularity in Shushan.

After bidding farewell to his enthusiastic disciples, he stepped into the Taiji Hall.

The flickering lights reflected a vague figure, Wei Jing pushed open the door, and Dao Yi was sitting cross-legged in front of the statue of Sanqing God and closed his eyes and recited Huang Ting.

"Unfilial people, meet the master. ”

He bowed directly in respect.

Hearing his voice, Dao Yi turned around, with a trace of relief in his eyes, a trace of nostalgia, a trace of pride, and a trace of doubt.

He has been Shushan all his life, and there is no one else under his knees, only this one disciple, it can be said that although the relationship between the two has not had too much communication, it is incomparably deep, better than ordinary father and son.

"This white-clothed sword immortal who is rumored in the human world is you kid, right?"

Daoyi looked at him and said with a smile.

"Master has good eyesight. ”

He didn't shirk it, looked at each other and smiled indifferently. In the past two years of travel, his heart has been much calmer and brighter, if it was in the past, Dao Yi, the head of Shushan, had never gotten his smiling face.

"I didn't insult the prestige of my master, did I?"

"Of course not, it's good, it's good, it's good, it's the style of a teacher.

When I was as old as you, I was also a long sword that hit people of my peers all over the world, and no one was an opponent.

But you kid is still more powerful than a teacher, even the demon fairy is not your opponent, and the demon masters at the top of Kunlun were also killed by you. ”

Dao Yi picked up a cup of tea, talked about it, and the smile in his eyes was sheng, this disciple made him feel at ease, in addition to cultivating for so many years, he never looked for himself, and after going down the mountain, he was even more cultivated with unparalleled swordsmanship, Shushan was prosperous, and the will of heaven was so.

"A few clowns jumping off the beam. ”

Only respectful disdain.

"However, I see that your cultivation is still stuck in refining the Void Harmony Dao, but there is an extremely huge power hidden in your body, are you on the path of physical cultivation?"

After half a ring, Daoyi frowned slightly and said the doubts in his heart.

He is an invincible master at the level of a golden immortal, and his eyes are naturally vicious, and he can see the details of Wei Jing at a glance.

"Ahem, I don't have a clue about the law for a while, so I tempered my physical body to the extreme and made a heavenly immortal with my physical body. ”

"Have you become an immortal in the flesh?"

Dao Yi was shocked, this kind of thing has rarely been heard of throughout the ages, but those who can achieve immortals with their physical bodies are all amazing and glamorous, he never imagined that this disciple had actually come to this point.

"I was lucky enough to get the inheritance of a martial arts master, and after practicing his exercises, I stepped into the Heavenly Immortals. ”

In the end, Wei Jing still found an excuse, and the matter of crossing can only be hidden in the bottom of his heart, even if Dao Yi is his master, this kind of thing cannot be said.

"You're in luck. ”

After calming his mind, Dao Yi continued to speak, even if he was a little envious of this kind of opportunity, but thinking that it was his own disciple who got it, it would be nothing.

"Master, this time I traveled to Shenzhou, and I got a lot of materials for forging swords, and I just lack a capable divine weapon, I don't know if Shizun can help my disciple forge a sword. ”

After speaking, he took out a one-foot-sized sandalwood box from his robe and placed it on the table.

"Smack"

The box opened, and a dazzling light shot out.

"Cold stone, Taiyi fine gold, iron essence, ten thousand years of Xuanyin stone. ”

"You've got a lot of good stuff from your kid. ”

Daoyi looked at the box and quipped.

Although Wei Jing is a peerless swordsman, he doesn't know anything about sword casting, each of these materials is a first-class treasure, and among the Shushan Sword School, although there are not many sword-casting masters, there are still one or two, but they are all some old immortals, retreat and cultivate elders, with him must not move, as soon as the Dao comes forward, it will be different.

"Don't worry, I will ask Elder Tianzheng to cast a peerless divine weapon for you, but since you are back, don't leave for the time being, the battle between Shushan and the demon world has reached the most tragic time, and you, the head disciple, should also take on the heavy responsibility of the sect. Dao Yi put away the box, the smile on his face disappeared, and said in a serious tone.

"Well, I will. ”

Wei Jing nodded.

The two chatted a lot about the things of the north and the south, the secrets of the rivers and lakes, the ancient events, and the development of the sect, and it was not until late at night that he left the Taiji Palace.

"Huhuhuhu"

The mountain wind danced wildly, and in the back mountain, the hut was lit up again after a few years.

The night is dark, the wind and snow are all over the sky, there is no return at night, there is silence, at this time both the demons and demons choose a truce, and the demon clan retreats to the demon world, among the human world, a rare peace.

However, the storm always calms down, and an even bloodier fight is coming.