The wind has stopped! The thunder has stopped! The rain has stopped! The electricity has stopped flashing! Within the humanitarian territory, a rainbow bridge has appeared in the sky of Shushan, which is very beautiful!

The rainbow bridge formed by the seven colors of red, yellow, blue, green, green, orange and purple floats high in the sky, because of the appearance of clouds, the seven-colored rainbow bridge becomes looming, like a miracle. There is a young man in blood on the Hongqiao. Red hair, bloody clothes, but there is such a dusty feeling.

The blood-clothed boy was in the heart, and there was a sword! The sword pierced the heart and passed through the body. The sword was very long, and ordinary swords were generally only about three feet long, but the sword that pierced his heart was twice as long as an ordinary sword. The sword is a stone sword, and for some reason, this stone sword is so sharp.

The stone sword that pierced the young man's heart flashed with a faint white light, and the white light became stronger and stronger, and it flashed faster and faster.

The seven colors of red, yellow, blue, green, green, orange, and purple on the Hongqiao were gradually covered by the white light that pierced the young man's heart. Slowly, the six paths are also the same as the rainbow bridge, only monotonous white.

The young man in the bloody clothes, he has lost the bloody clothes that did not belong to him, and he has also lost the red hair that does not belong to him.

Now he is dressed in white, with scattered white hair, his whiteness is not monotonous or snowy, it is the dust of that stream.

His eyes are so vicissitudes, as if he has experienced vicissitudes. The wind blew gracefully, blowing his three thousand white hairs.

The stone sword was thrown on the rainbow bridge, like an abandoned woman, so weak and pitiful. The stone sword emitted a buzzing sword intent, it seemed reluctant, it remembered, but somehow. It's like an ordinary sword now, and it can't do anything. The sound of the stone sword was louder, buzz!

What is that feeling? It is the feeling of watching the life of your beloved pass in front of you and not being able to do anything about it, and you can't put it into words. I just feel heartache!

The white light was getting fainter and fainter, and the sword was getting quieter and quieter.

But the whole six paths are still the monotonous white, and everything is so quiet.

It seems that all the things in the six realms are asleep, and they all enter into dreams, and the dreams are so peaceful, so quiet.

There is a sword, the name is called: Not a god! It is rumored that when this sword is cast, you need the most beloved person to jump off the sword furnace for you and become a sword soul! When the sword is formed, the six realms of all things sleep for three years, and they also dream for three years, just like that reincarnation.

The wind gracefully brought sadness, who waited on the rainbow bridge. The stone sword lay quietly on the rainbow bridge, its white turning blue.

Half white, half blue. The white is the young man in white, and who is the blue? The stone sword is like a stone door, and that door isolates tens of thousands of years. There is a woman in the blue world, she is wearing a blue dress, waist-length white hair, wearing a phoenix crown on her head, her feet are red, and her skin can race in the snow. Her eyes were a faint golden-purple color, dreamy.

The woman floated past and came to the young man, her Sai Xue's hands wanted to caress the young man's face, which she did not remember having seen for tens of thousands of years, but the face was the most familiar in her memory. In fact, there are some things that will not become slowly forgotten with the passage of time, but will become familiar, just like the old wine, which will only become more and more fragrant with time, just like the love......

The woman's hands went through the face, and she was stunned! She wanted to hug him, but she finally knew, she no longer had the right to hold him and kiss him.

That power had been stripped from the moment she decided to jump off the furnace for him, and all she had left was thoughts and memories.

The boy looked at the woman, and he smiled. His smile was different from usual. That kind of laughter is a kind of laughter that only lovers understand.

"You're dead!" said the boy, looking at the woman

The woman smiled, but the tears flowed unconsciously, and the young man tried to help the woman wipe away the tears that flowed from her eyes, but the tears passed through the palm of the young man's hand. The young man was stunned, but then he immediately smiled and said, "Don't cry, don't cry, your face won't be beautiful when you cry." ”

The woman's face was still smiling, but her hands were desperately wiping away the tears that flowed from her eyes, but the tears were wiping more and more.

"Come with me to reincarnate!" the young man said to the woman, although his voice had experienced the vicissitudes of life, but it was more of a tenderness to the woman.

The woman shook her head and said, "No! I don't want to! I'm afraid I'll forget you too. The woman's voice trembled a little from crying, but it was more of the panic, the panic of the passage of memory, the panic of her beloved falling in love with someone else.

The young man smiled at the woman, and wanted to hug the woman with both hands, but his hands retracted as soon as he was halfway out, as if he remembered something, and said with a smile: "How come, as long as I am alive, then my heart can only be you." The young man pointed to the location of his heart and continued: "It will always be you in this, even if the heart in it is lost and broken, but you will not." ”

The boy stretched out his hand to take the woman's hand, but the boy's hand passed through the woman's hand.

The woman's tears also passed through the palm of the boy's hand, and the boy smiled, and tears came out of his eyes.

"If you are not a god, let me go to reincarnation, this life is what I owe you, and I will pay you back in the next life. ”

The wind gracefully brings sadness, and how many memories are buried in sadness.

The fusion of white and blue, everything in the six realms is calm, and the white and blue seem to be another dream.

Humane!

The young man in black stepped into the air and stood on top of the Shu Mountain, but how many people dared to stand in the air of the Shu Mountain in the six roads?

The black-clothed young man slowly walked to the rainbow bridge, between the rainbow bridge and the dark clouds, but the colorful color has already faded, I am afraid that in a few days, even this miracle-like rainbow bridge will disappear.

The boy walked to the middle of the rainbow bridge, and he stopped. The wind gracefully brought up his three thousand black hairs, and his black clothes danced with the wind.

The stone sword kept spinning around the rainbow bridge. How can you find a lovely person who is deceased?

The black-clothed young man stretched out his right hand, with a hint of a smile on his face, and said, "What's the matter, it's not a god, don't you know me?" The young man's tone was the same as that of a friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

Shi Jian seemed to have discovered someone he could trust, and flew into the hands of the black-clothed young man in an instant. Shi Jian made a buzzing sound, as if he was saying something to the black-clothed boy. The black-clothed young man stroked the stone sword and said bitterly: "I know what you mean, and I understand, if you really want to wait for him, then you have to wait for tens of thousands of years." ”

The stone sword made another buzzing sound, and the sound became louder and louder, piercing the entire six realms.

The young man in black sighed: "You and I are both the ones who are miserable! after tens of thousands of years, he will definitely not remember you, are you still willing to wait for him?"

......

A dream from ancient times, people go to dream and stay, and the wind elegantly blows over 10,000 years in a blink of an eye with the years. Ten thousand years! It has already allowed many, many people and things to no longer be the same, and I am afraid that the thoughts of the same may also be gracefully blown away by the wind with time.

It's just a futile.

Immortal Dao, one of the six realms, and the two empires adjacent to it are the strongest Heavenly Dao of the Six Realms, and the humanity with the most soldiers and the widest land. The three empires formed a situation in which the three kingdoms were in full power. And Xiandao, this empire rich in "swordsmen", within the six roads, eighty percent of the swordsmen are from the fairy road, and the famous swordsman Xiandao accounts for sixty percent, and is known as the "hometown of swordsmen" by the other five roads.

Although the Immortal Dao is not the empire with the most soldiers, the widest land, and the strongest strength among the Six Daos, it can form a situation of three kingdoms with the two empires of Heaven and Humanity, which is enough to see the sharpness of its "sword".

And the feared "sword" of the fairy road is those famous swordsmen, and the most famous of these swordsmen is the sword fairy of the "first sword of the fairy road". The Sword Immortal is a person in the city of the Immortal Dao King, and the sword demon of the Demon Dao and the sword soul of the Ghost Dao are collectively known as the "Three Swords" of the Six Dao

It is rumored that thousands of years ago, the Heavenly Dao sent troops to the Immortal Dao, and the Immortal Queen, the lord of the Immortal Dao, and the Lord Taizun of the Wangcheng City gathered troops to resist the Heavenly Dao army, and at this time, the Sword Immortal used his own strength to resist the Heavenly Dao 1,000 army, and finally, the 1,000 army died under the sword of the Sword Immortal, and it was at that time that the prestige of the Sword Immortal spread to the Six Paths

The Lord of Heaven was furious when he heard this, and went to the battlefield to fight with the Sword Immortal, the Sword Immortal and his brother He Li cut off the right hand of the Lord of the Heavenly Dao, and won the first sword of the Heavenly Dao, "Taixuan!" Taixuan Sword Name Sword Spectrum is not ranked sixth, about four feet long, two fingers wide, the sword body is engraved with the word "Taixuan", the whole body of the sword is cyan, the blue light flashes, and there is a blood mark on the enemy's throat.

The Taixuan Sword is cast by six Dao and one strange person. It is rumored that when Taishang forgot his feelings, he cast his "love" into a sword, and the name of the sword said: "Taixuan!"

Later, the Taixuan sword was occasionally obtained by the lord of the Heavenly Dao, and was named the first sword of the Heavenly Dao, and when the Heavenly Dao raised the immortal Dao, Taixuan was won by the sword immortal, and the lord of the heavenly path was cut off by the sword immortal on his right hand, and he could not use the sword for the rest of his life.

After the Lord of the Heavenly Dao was cut off on his right arm, the soldiers retreated to the Heavenly Dao and cultivated for thousands of years now.

And what will happen to these thousand years? How many swords will rust into them......

In a small village in the territory of Xiandao, this small village is called "Ping'an Village" by the villagers, as the name suggests, the seniors hope that their juniors can be safe.

Ping'an Village is a small village that relies on the mountains and the water, and the villagers in the small village live a life of sunset and sunset. They don't know the sword, they don't know power! They are not greedy, they only know that three meals a day are enough to have enough food and clothing.

Their hands only know how to hold the hoe, collect firewood from the mountains, fish from the water, and grow vegetables with land. They are all people with their faces facing the loess and their backs to the sky, although they are bitter and tired, they are very happy and content, and they are easily satisfied.

On a peaceful night, the stars are always hiding with the moon, and they are all very naughty, and like the small piece of pure land in Ping'an Village, how many places are there in the fairy road?

The wind blows gracefully, can people feel the smoke of war from the wind? and will this smoke ignite this quiet and peaceful village?