It's a space full of gray chaos, and you can't see your fingers even if you stretch out your hand! I don't know how long I've been walking here, maybe a day, a month, a year.

Bai Xiao walked like this, without a goal and no direction!

Until one day, I was bored with the unchanged scenery, although I was a little comfortable rubbed by these gases, and I planned to find a place to rest after walking this step, but unexpectedly, the surrounding fog dispersed in one step, and an empty space appeared in Bai Xiao's eyes.

This is a clearing, there is nothing in the clearing, only the bamboo in the center of the clearing, the bamboo is not high in green, the strange thing is that this bamboo has seven branches, each of which has dense bamboo leaves, and there are seven butterflies of different colors on the dense bamboo leaves!

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple seven butterflies!

At this moment, a demonic butterfly with a crystal blue body on the bamboo leaf flapped its wings and flew up, and when it was shaking, Bai Xiao unconsciously stretched out his finger to let the butterfly land on his white index finger!

Dizziness hit for a moment, and after half a ring, there seemed to be a whirring sound in her ears, and when she opened her eyes, a middle-aged man sat cross-legged in front of her with a smile, and there was a coffee table in the middle.

The teapot on the coffee table was steaming hot and whirring. There was a teacup on Bai Xiaobian's coffee table, but only half of the tea in it had obviously been drunk.

Bai Xiao remembered that after killing Yan He that day, he got on the wooden boat, and in the face of the tea handed by the strange man, he drank it without hesitation, and then lost consciousness.

Legend has it that after getting drunk, she can spend a year in her dreams, hence the name Dream Nian! The little girl drank it for the first time but was only drunk for ten days, and the amount of wine must be unusual!" The middle-aged man laughed and groaned, but he did not stop in his hand, he carefully selected the tea leaves, and then put them in the teapot. At this moment, the boat is not on the shore at the beginning, but floats to the middle of the lake, and there is not a shadow of land around. The sun is setting in the west, and everything seems harmonious.

Bai Xiao breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, fortunately it was only ten days, otherwise he would have missed the Danqing Meeting, and he didn't know when he wanted to build a foundation.

"Would you like another drink?" The middle-aged man raised his head, and Bai Xiao saw that there was a star-like bulge at the center of the man's eyebrows, which added a bit of weirdness to him.

Bai Xiao trembled when he heard this, and his head shook like a rattle.

"Little girl! This is a good thing! I don't believe you look at your cultivation!" the man laughed, his voice was hearty and refreshing.

Bai Xiao was stunned for a moment when he heard him say this, and then seemed to feel something. I saw that there was an extra one on the original seven spirit rings in the dantian, although it was only a prototype, but it was indeed a spirit ring!

Eight layers of condensation!

Pie falling from the sky! Bai Xiao was the first to react, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl, and the whole person looked stupid, which made the middle-aged man laugh.

"Do you want a drink?" the man tempted again, Ruyu's face like a big bad wolf. However, Bai Xiao tasted the power of the dream years and resolutely did not want to! her eyes did not stop wandering on the coffee table, and a long object aroused her idea, because the form was very familiar to her, very similar to her wooden sword.

"Isn't it alike?" the man casually asked, holding up his teacup.

"The juniors don't know what the seniors say" Bai Xiao's eyes flashed, and he was vigilant in his heart, how could he know what he was thinking in his heart?

"Little girl, don't talk to me! I'm going to hurt you, do you have to wait until now?" the man didn't care, and his tone remained the same.

"That sword of yours is called Yunmo!"

"Yunmo?" Bai Xiao's heart tightened, could it be that the sword was his, since the words had been explained, there was no need to hide it.

As soon as the void held the hilt of the sword, it appeared and was pulled out by Bai Xiao, the ancient sword was still the first time Bai Xiao got it, and handed it to the middle-aged man, at that moment, Bai Xiao obviously felt a light tremor from the ancient sword in his hand.

The middle-aged man took the ancient sword, took a closer look, and a touch of vicissitudes flashed in his eyes, "Purple Sword Yunmo, it's time to come! It's time to come back!"

"Qiang!" The man pulled the sword out of the scabbard with a swipe of Bai Xiao's stunned gaze, and a bloody smell gushed out, although Bai Xiao had long been accustomed to this smell, but at this moment his face was still pale, the richness was rare in this life, and it could only be compared when he was in the ruins of the bloody battle! The man then flicked his hand, his fingers brushed up along the blade of the sword, and flicked his fingers lightly when the sword was three-quarters of the way through. A crisp sword roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, as if it was leaping with joy!

Dao purple light appeared, and the black crust-like substance that was originally wrapped around the blade slowly split apart and dissipated in the air, followed by the rich and pungent smell of blood.

After doing all this, the middle-aged man handed Yunmo to Bai Xiao again, but he picked up the long object on the coffee table and peeled off the white cloth wrapped outside, and inside was also a sword with a scabbard!

The hilt of the sword has six colors, and what makes Bai Xiao feel even more incredible is that the scabbard is turquoise, with patterns carved on the scabbard, it is a bamboo, and there are seven butterflies on the seven bamboo branches!

"What is this?" Bai Xiao felt that his head was running out of money, why did these seven butterflies appear here, wasn't that a dream?

"Yunmo is not for you!Put it in the sheath!" The middle-aged man no longer had a smile at this time, and his face was indescribably serious.

Bai Xiao looked puzzled, didn't there be a sword in the scabbard? This one in his hand could be put in like this, but he didn't dare to ask more, and stabbed the scabbard with the sword.

With a soft sound, Bai Xiao couldn't believe his eyes, the sword named Yunmo in his hand had disappeared at this moment, and the hilt of the sword in his hand was originally taken by him, but the six colors changed to seven colors!

Just as he was thinking about waving his hand, he suddenly felt a strange feeling in his hand, and he withdrew his hand in shock, and at this moment, a long sword with a hilt of a turquoise bamboo sword body shining blue light was like sticking to Bai Xiao's hand, and it was directly taken out of the weird scabbard! Bai Xiao's body sank, and he couldn't stand up straight by this sword! You must know that Bai Xiao is an eight-layer condensation qi, and this sword is seven or eight hundred catties to say the least!

In a trance, Bai Xiao saw the seven butterflies again, and a crystal blue butterfly landed on his hand!

Blue Sword Jialan!

"Lan Jian Jia Lan!" The middle-aged man said with a complicated face without waiting for Bai Xiao to ask.

The body of this sword is light blue, and it is much longer than ordinary swords.

"Senior, this is?"

"From now on, this sword will accompany you until the end! From now on, you will be a sword cultivator!" The man waved his hand and didn't say much, and wrapped the mysterious sword together with the bamboo butterfly scabbard again! When he came back to his senses, he saw that Bai Xiao had been holding the sword all the time, and suddenly realized, and he didn't know where to take out the scabbard and threw it to Bai Xiao.

Putting Jialan into the scabbard Bai Xiao rubbed his shoulders, and when he looked at the scabbard, it was already weird, this Jialan was surprisingly heavy compared to Yunmo!

"This is the seven swords of my hometown, I came here this time to take back Yunmo, but you are destined to be Jialan, so don't worry!"

"Senior's sword?"

"Didn't I say that the moment you pulled out this sword is yours, you are also a sword cultivator!"

"The seniors have misunderstood! The juniors want to ask if the swords made in your hometown are so heavy?" the man said a word and did not speak again, but looked into the distance, his eyes deep and far away.

I don't know how long it took, the atmosphere on the wooden boat was a little solemn, and suddenly a man's voice came: "I'm leaving!"

Bai Xiao saw that at this moment, Muzhou had unknowingly come to the place where he had fought with Yanhe that day, and even the corpse was still lying there. I was happy in my heart, and the storage bag and the fan-like flying magic weapon were all good things!

hurriedly saluted the middle-aged man, then got off the wooden boat and walked back to the corpse, and a slender black scabbard on Bai Xiao's back pressed her one foot deeper and one foot shallow!

"Red Sword Thrush, Orange Sword Qing'an, Red Sword Bewitchment, Green Sword Spring Water, Green Sword General Seal, Blue Sword Jialan, Purple Sword Yunmo! The prophecy has begun, and I can't back down! This is my responsibility! The fate of the Tianmu Dao people of the past dynasties!" The middle-aged man turned around and spoke with an indescribable vicissitudes of life, as if from ancient times. On the back of the man's wide robe, two large characters are embroidered "Tianmu". The wooden boat slowly rowed into the distance, and disappeared without a trace.

On the other side, Bai Xiao dragged his heavy steps, and finally came to the side of the corpse, at this moment, the corpse had begun to decompose slightly, and the stench wafted away!

Bai Xiao's face darkened, and there was nothing unusual in sweeping around. He took off the Jialan on his back, took a deep breath, and thrust it into the ground hard, and suddenly the scabbard sank deep into the dirt. After doing this, he will scold!

It turned out that the storage bag on the corpse's waist was gone at this moment, and even the flying magic weapon that fell was gone, and he could figure it out with his toes, and he must have been picked up by someone passing by.

Who doesn't want pie in the sky?