Phantom Cliff.

Thirty-six scenes from sorrow - Phantom Cliff. The cliff is nearly a thousand feet high, extremely steep, like a big mountain that covers the sky and the sun, provoked the anger of the gods, and cut the mountain from top to bottom. Now only half of the mountain is left to support the stars from top to bottom, and the other side of the mountain is extremely smooth, without a single protrusion, it is really like a knife has been flattened. However, the peak is covered with snow all year round and never melts, making it the coldest place except for the Sword Pavilion.

Lin Yizhi was now standing at the place where the incomparably smooth mountain cliff seemed to have been cut off in half by the knife, and looked up.

Impartially, in the middle of the smooth cliff, I don't know who seems to have written a poem with red cinnabar:

"Stepping on the vicissitudes of life, holding the stars and the moon in your hands.

The mountain splitting is heroic, and the snow is full of knives. ”

The handwriting is simple and vigorous, stroke by stroke, as if with incomparable momentum to splash the sky, the red of the cinnabar seems to be after many years, you can see the vicissitudes of the wind and rain, but the red is still as eye-catching as newly written, it seems that it has never faded.

Lin Yizhi secretly read the four lines of poetry, only to feel that the murderous spirit broke the barrier of 10,000 years of vicissitudes, and it was unstoppable. Suddenly, he seemed to feel that the words "step", "take", "split" and "Yang" in these four lines of the poem were like living, and between those strokes, it seemed that someone had imprinted these four actions in his mind.

This cliff has neither stone protrusions for footholding, nor trees and vegetation for borrowing. But the person who writes poetry can write such vigorous and powerful poems in the middle of the cliff.

How majestic, how heroic, how free!

Lin Yizhi concluded that this poet must be extraordinary, and if he did not have such a mind, he was afraid that he would not have been able to make such a poem! Suddenly, he seemed to see a person coming against the wind, going back and forth between the mountains that stood on the top of the sky, and suddenly waved his knife out, boom, and opened the mountain with a knife. And the year-round snow on the top of the mountain was cut by this knife, and suddenly it was agitated. A little snow flakes and the flickering shadow of the knife fluttered one after another, lingering for a long time.

Who is so great and courageous? Lin Yizhi secretly thought, I'm afraid that only the founding patriarch of the Leaving Worry Sect can do it.

Lin Yizhi looked up at the height of this illusion cliff, he really couldn't see the peak at a glance, and he only saw the farthest place, under the deep dark sky, the fog was shrouded, and the mountain was completely submerged in the fog.

There are still many ways to go, Duanmu Ningque is here alone, will she be lonely, at the top of the mountain, there is snow everywhere, is she cold?

Thinking of this, Lin Yizhi lowered his head and quickened his pace.

Climbing up step by step, Lin Yizhi never stopped. As the altitude continued to rise, Lin Yizhi only felt the cold wind howling in his ears, and the darkness around him was surging.

He didn't care too much, he just took out the fire fold from his arms and snorted it with a "pop-" sound.

The faint light of the fire illuminated the area one foot square in front of Lin Yi. Lin Yizhi raised his head and wiped a handful of sweat, looked at the mountain road ahead, and couldn't see the end.

Buried in the road, I can't care about anything else.

Black and miserable, on the vast mountain, it seems that even the moon is obscured from the light, and it is even darker. It's just that in the mountain, there seems to be a faint light of fire, in this cold wind and dark night, with the mountain slowly moving upwards and moving again.

That was the only proof of Lin Yizhi's existence.

Although the light was small, it illuminated the young man's sweaty face, and that face was full of clear perseverance and perseverance.

He was like that, holding this little starlight, swinging in black, facing the tumbling night and loneliness alone.

Dark night, remnant fire, cold wind, lonely ......

The wind seemed to be stronger, and Lin Yizhi's clothes were blown up by the wind, covering his eyes. He had to tuck his long shirt at his waist, and then, without further delay, he walked with difficulty towards the top of the Cliff of Illusion with the light of the insignificant fire.

Suddenly, I felt a coldness on my face. Lin Yizhi hurriedly waved the fire fold a few times around, only to realize that at some point, it was already snowing in the dark night.

Snowflakes are falling, silent. The mountain road and its surroundings have long since changed to endless white.

It seems to be getting closer and closer to the top of the mountain. Lin Yizhi bent down again and walked towards the top of the mountain step by step.

As he was walking, a cold and biting cold wind blew, and before Lin Yizhi could tighten his clothes, the light in his hand, which was already so weak that he almost ignored the existence, was blown out by the cold wind in an instant. Once again, the surroundings were plunged into endless darkness.

Simply, Lin Yizhi didn't care about it, just in this darkness, he kept walking upward.

In the darkness, there was no light. The dark night swallowed everything, and even more devoured this thin figure.

I don't know how long he walked in the dark, Lin Yizhi suddenly felt that there seemed to be a red halo flashing in front of his eyes. He took a few steps and looked up.

It is really not an illusion, dozens of zhang away in front of it, where the snow waves roll, a row of red lanterns swaying in the wind and snow are reflected, the red light is stained, although the snow is getting bigger, but the light in the red lanterns brings Lin Yizhi a long-lost warmth.

Lin Yizhi's feet stepped up, and after a short time, he was already under this red light.

In the distance of the red light, there was a low hut with a door hidden and a light that seemed to flicker inside.

The snow was silent, and the snow weighed down the eaves of the hut.

When Lin Yizhi saw the light of the thatched hut, his heart trembled.

For two days and two nights, she was alone, claustrophobic in this dilapidated hut, facing the heavy snow blowing alone?

Duanmu ......

Lin Yi's heart was agitated, and he walked towards the hut step by step. However, as soon as he took a few steps, there was a soft "squeak-" sound, and the hut was slowly pushed away.

A pale blue figure walked out so gently, looking up at the snow blowing in the sky, his eyes were as cold as this snow.

When the wind blows, the blue gauze shakes with the red light, which is even more poignant and amazing.

Lin Yizhi's heart trembled, the light blue shirt was originally the most inconspicuous of all the colors, however, Lin Yizhi felt that this light blue figure would beat, and the beating light deeply pierced his pupils.

The blue that haunted him, the indifferent and cold figure, finally appeared in front of his eyes.

Duanmu Ningque!

Sure enough, it's you, it's really just you! You're the only one facing the relentless cold wind and snow......

"End...... Duanmu!" Lin Yizhi slowly stopped, wanting to shout her name loudly, but no matter how much strength he used, the voice never came out, and in the end only a low hoarse voice came out, which quickly dissipated in the cold wind in the sky.

Duanmu Ningque, who looked up at the snow in the sky, slowly stretched out his hand, held a piece of intact snowflake in his hand, and suddenly blew lightly at it, and then smiled.

That smile melted all the coldness in an instant, and also melted Lin Yizhi, who was standing stupidly in the distance.

Suddenly, the blue figure shuddered, as if hearing the low hoarseness. He slowly stopped his body like that. Suddenly, he shook his head again, and smiled faintly as if he was self-deprecating.

How can he come back, I'm afraid he is still recuperating from his injuries at this time...... It's not that I've been lonely these days, and I always feel that someone is calling me.

Duanmu Ningque thought like this, and slowly raised his head to look ahead. However, this look seems to be eternal. She just stood in the middle of the wind and snow stupidly, letting the snow cover her head, but she didn't move. In his eyes, he seemed to be sad, joyful, and lonely, but he looked ahead like that and never moved away.

Ahead, where the snow wave is red, the black clothes and the thin face. Just as he looked at him, he looked at himself stupidly.

He saw her looking at him, and suddenly smiled, and the smile was warm as if it wasn't cold anymore.

She smiled suddenly, too, and just looked at him like that, smiling like him.

It's just that smiling and laughing, his and hers' eyes are filled with tears at the same time.

"Why are you here......" the two men murmured in unison.

"You ......" Duanmu Ningque was slightly stunned, and the sadness and joy on her face disappeared, replaced by her cold and indifferent expression in the past.

"Duanmu ......" Lin Yizhi walked towards Duanmu Ningque.

Duanmu Ning's face changed drastically, and he shouted coldly: "Don't you come over......"

But by the time the words came out, it was too late. Lin Yizhi saw that he could not come to Duanmu Ningque until he was five zhang away, but suddenly he felt a huge force in front of him, overwhelmingly crashing into him.

In just one moment, Lin Yizhi felt that his head was buzzing, his qi and blood were surging, and his throat was sweet. Desperately suppressing the feeling of wanting to vomit blood, he looked ahead with a shocked face.

I saw that between him and Duanmu Ningque in front of him, a barrier like water appeared silently, and the true qi flowed on the barrier, and Lin Yizhi's unprepared few steps just now were crashing into this true qi barrier, the true qi was agitated, and the light blue light faintly appeared, and there seemed to be a clicking sound.

What is it?

Lin Yizhi looked up at Duanmu Ningque suspiciously.

Duanmu sighed suddenly, "That's a ban... I can only see the outside here, but I will never be able to walk out of this dozens of zhang radius. Duanmu Ningque said lightly, as if talking about what happened to others, without the slightest change in expression.

Lin Yizhi was shocked and asked anxiously: "Forbidden! What's going on? Duanmu, who trapped you here?"

Duanmu Ningque looked up at Lin Yizhi, sighed and said: "Lin Yizhi, I was imprisoned in the Illusion Cliff today, but I was willing, although my master set up this prohibition, but even if I didn't, I was willing to be punished!"

Lin Yizhi was gloomy for a while, suddenly raised his head and stared at Duanmu Ningque tightly, and said in a trembling voice: "Duanmu, let me ask you, why were you punished?"

"It has nothing to do with you!" Duanmu Ning Que paused, suddenly closed his eyes slowly, and didn't look at him again.

"You ......" Lin Yizhi was suffocated for a while, and suddenly shouted loudly: "Duanmu...... How long are you going to hide it from me? I ask you, the person I saw in the flames of the emotional barrier is clearly you, and it's not a hallucination at all, right?

Lin Yizhi's voice trembled, and he suddenly shouted like crazy.

Duanmu Ningque's voice was as cold as usual, and he said coldly: "Lin Yizhi, your words like this are really inexplicable! How are you in that fire of emotional barriers, how can I know? I was just curious, and I went against the master's order to find out the situation of the new disciple, and then I learned that Nalan Mingxuan was trapped in the sea of obsession fire, and I saved him on a whim, and destroyed the sea of obsession fire by the way." I will be punished today, and it has nothing to do with you!

When Lin Yizhi heard this, he suddenly quieted down, slowly lowered his head, and the ends of his hair covered his eyes, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad.

After a long time, Lin Yizhi raised his head again and asked softly, "Duanmu...... What you're saying is true?"

Duanmu Ningque still didn't look back, but said coldly: "Really, what's fake? If not, you give me a reason to be imprisoned here!"

"I ......" Lin Yizhi didn't know what to say, and it wasn't until this time that he really felt that the blue figure he saw before he fell unconscious was indeed his hallucination.

Because Duanmu Ningque in front of him has always been as cold as the ice and snow in the sky, and he has always been so indifferent to himself. It's like a familiar ordinary person.

"Duanmu ......" Lin Yizhi still called her name softly. There was incomparable decadence and loss in the voice.

She turned her back to him, and when she heard this call, her body trembled slightly, and then before Lin Yizhi realized it, she tried her best to restrain it.

"You...... Shouldn't have come...... Let's go!" she said slowly. The voice was still extremely cold.

"Let's go, where am I going?" Lin Yizhi smiled suddenly, "Duanmu...... This thousand feet of fantasy cliffs, this boundless wind and snow, I walked step by step, just to find a real answer. Now, the answer is there, and my wish is gone, but how can I look at the field you have fallen on, do you know how great the sin is to destroy the source of earth fire!" Lin Yizhi said in a low voice, and suddenly his voice became extremely firm.

"Duanmu...... Let's go!" Lin Yizhi said undoubtedly.

When Duanmu Ningque heard this, he turned his head and looked at him with some puzzlement: "Go, where are ......you going?" I'm not going anywhere, I'm going to come sooner or later, and if it's a big deal, I'm going to die!"

"I won't let you die!" Lin Yizhi looked at Duanmu Ningque's eyes and said word by word.

Duanmu Ningque just glanced at him lightly and didn't speak.

Lin Yizhi suddenly took a few steps back, and suddenly shouted sharply: "Light marks!"

With this call, a silver light appeared in the sky. The Light Trace Immortal Sword hovered for a moment, slowly levitating in front of Lin Yizhi's body.

Lin Yizhi raised the sword in his hand and smiled sadly at Duanmu Ningque.

Duanmu Ningque didn't know what Lin Yizhi was going to do, but suddenly became inexplicably nervous, and shouted at Lin Yizhi: "Lin Yizhi, what are you doing?"

Lin Yizhi's eyes erupted with fire, and he said word by word: "I said I would let you go! If you go far, never come back!"

"Ahh

That thin figure has a kind of immortal tragedy.

"Don't--Lin Yizhi, you're crazy! That forbidden backlash will kill you!" Duanmu Ningque shouted loudly.

But it was already too late, and all that answered Duanmu Ning Que was the loud roar of the Light Trace Immortal Sword slamming against the prohibition.

"Boom-" was earth-shattering and deafening.

With this roar, Lin Yizhi was shocked by the huge anti-shock force and flew upside down, and dark red blood flowed from the corners of his mouth in mid-air, bit by bit, falling on the white snow, desolate and dazzling.

"Dang Chang-" The Light Trace Immortal Sword let go, falling straight three feet away from his body, making a crisp sound.

"Lin Yizhi!-" A cry of regret, Duanmu Ningque couldn't hold back any longer, and wanted to come to his side, but just a few feet forward, he heard a "boom-" sound, and his body was also shocked back by this invisible prohibition.

"Duanmu...... How are you?" Lin Yizhi, who was injured and fell to the ground, saw it clearly, his heart was like a knife, he didn't care about the incomparably soreness in his body that was shocked by this shock, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, gritted his teeth, stood up straight again, picked up the light mark fairy sword, and took a few steps back.

The fairy sword was raised high, without flinching a bit, and with a terrible roar again, Lin Yizhi slammed into this prohibition again! The sword qi suddenly spread out halfway, and it was vast and magnificent.

"Don't!—"

Accompanied by Duanmu Ningque's mournful shout, "boom-" A trembling sound that was even more violent than Fang Cai rumbled across the Phantom Cliff.

Lin Yizhi's body was once again relentlessly ejected back like a feather. The invisible anti-shock force made Lin Yizhi feel a sharp pain all over his body.

Duanmu Ningque looked at Lin Yizhi in front of him like this, and fell several feet away again, and suddenly tears filled his eyes.

Lin Yizhi...... Don't worry about me...... Let's go!" Duanmu Ningque's voice trembled, and there was a slight pleading.

"If you want to go, you can go! Let's go!" Lin Yizhi said these words intermittently, but he didn't know where he got the strength, gritted his teeth, and stood up again.

"Today, if the ban is not broken, I will not retreat!" Lin Yizhi has always been so stubborn, if he believes in something, he will never retreat. "Open for me!

"Boom-boom-boom-" three more times.

Under this continuous bombardment, the prohibition was originally illusory and invisible, but now it has condensed into a faint blue net.

With these three bombardments, Lin Yizhi felt that maybe if he bombarded again, he would be exhausted, and he didn't even have the strength to lift the Light Trace Immortal Sword.

It's just that with Lin Yizhi's stubborn and crazy move, Duanmu Ningque slowly calmed down.

I must stop him, or he will die on this cliff of illusion by to-night.

He is an extremely persistent person, if he is good to anyone, he will not hesitate to give her his whole heart, today, if I don't have this prohibition, I'm afraid he won't give up!

These thoughts flashed quickly through Duanmu Ningque's heart. Suddenly, he seemed to have made up his mind, and suddenly shouted at Lin Yizhi, who was desperately struggling to get up on the ground: "Lin Yizhi, stop!"

This shout almost used up all of Duanmu Ningque's strength.

Lin Yizhi was stunned for a moment, and looked up at Duanmu Ningque, who was close at hand, but couldn't get close no matter what.

Duanmu Ningque's expression suddenly became extremely cold, and even the tone of his voice was filled with incomparable contempt and indifference: "Lin Yizhi, I thought that you might still have some strength, but now it seems that you can't even break the ban, hehe! You are just an ordinary disciple with extremely poor qualifications in this Liwu Sect, what can you do to save me? You don't want to be sentimental? I Duanmu can go out, and I won't go with you! You better leave quickly, staying here is just to make me laugh at you!"

After that, he didn't look at him again, but suddenly stood up and walked towards the hut without looking back.

The back was extremely ruthless, "Bang-" The door of the hut was slammed shut.

In front of Lin Yizhi's eyes, there was no longer Fang Cai's pale blue figure. There is only heavy snow and red lanterns.

And the beating pale blue true qi, hissing softly, seemed to mock his incompetence.

"Duanmu ......"

Lin Yizhi's heart was hit hard, and the blood flowed like a torrent in an instant.

That figure, just so resolute, without the slightest attachment, walked away so coldly, leaving him alone, facing the overwhelming ice and snow alone!

"You are just an ordinary ......disciple with very poor qualifications in this Sect of Sorrows," Lin Yizhi muttered and repeated this sentence, and stood up slowly, holding the Light Trace Immortal Sword in one hand, with incomparably desolation and pain in his eyes.

"I ...... In her eyes, she has always been just that kind of disciple...... Why should I think of myself?"

"Haha-ha-haha-" Sad and sarcastic laughter, drifting like a nightmare on the road of the Cliff of Illusion.

............

I don't know how long it took, but only the snow fell silently, and it was bleak and lonely.

"Squeak-" As if with a heavy sigh, the locked hut door slowly opened, and the pale blue figure slowly walked out.

Standing in the wind and snow, the figure had never felt helpless and sad.

Lin Yizhi, did you know that I had already fallen in love with you, when you didn't know it?

Lin Yizhi, did you ever know that the figure in the sea of obsession fire is me!

Lin Yizhi, did you ever know that I am imprisoned here because you and I already have the same blood and the same feelings?

Lin Yizhi, did you ever know that in the past few days of wind and snow, I have also looked forward to our meeting and reunion as you did?

Lin Yizhi, do you know how desperate I want to throw myself into your arms when I see you appear!

Lin Yizhi!Lin Yizhi!

Tears clouded the front, and the snow seemed to be bigger......

It's just that I don't know when, in the miserable snow waves, there is a bleak music slowly floating, like the poignant sound of red leaves in the Lanyue Pavilion that night.

It's just, that young man in black, have you ever heard it?

P.S: Two chapters, one chapter 6100+, one chapter 5600+, a total of 11700+, it's also a Xi Yao outbreak!