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The mountain breeze in the early spring of Qingyun Mountain brushed over his face with a slight coolness, lifted his hair and clothes, and the moisture of the mountain mist kissed his forehead lightly, just like a unique painting.

He opened his eyes in the dark, and tasted the true meaning contained in this high mountain. The mountain wind wrapped his thoughts and brought him away from Qingyun Mountain to the East Sea.

This was the first time Lu Huaiyuan saw the sea.

Mountains and seas are often mentioned together when talking about the vastness and magnificence of things, but when you really see them, you will understand that mountains are as majestic as mountains, and as vast as seas.Among the two, there are similarities, and each has its own mystery.Lu Huaiyuan never had the opportunity to see the sea when he was so old, but now he saw it under the guidance of this inheritance.

This may be something left in the inheritance by a certain senior. Lu Huaiyuan felt as if he was in it, and he could even feel the wind from the sea with a little water vapor blowing on him, smelling it. A light salty smell.He sat cross-legged on a boulder, the sea in front of him stretched as far as the eye could see, and there was a faint gleam where it met the sky.Everything around is so quiet, only the sound of waves beating against boulders under their feet is so real.As the waves surge, the sea is always sparkling, creating a calming atmosphere.

Suddenly, the situation changed suddenly, and the clear day was suddenly covered by dark clouds.The wind is not as peaceful as it was at first, blowing the sea wave after wave.The huge sea surface seemed to turn into a pot of boiling water, constantly surging violently and making white waves.The strong wind blew Lu Huaiyuan's hair flying in all directions, making it almost impossible for him to see the scene in front of him clearly.He brushed aside the hair that obscured his vision, and stared at everything in front of him.

Under the calm, is this turbulent undercurrent hidden?You only need to borrow a little strength from the wind, and then you can pull out the huge waves.

Lu Huaiyuan suddenly understood what was missing in his previous vast sea.He had never seen the sea in the past, and only learned about it from books, so he thought that the vastness of the sea was only "broad", but he didn't know that the vastness of the sea could never be covered by the word "broad". "Deep"—and it is this depth that contains infinite possibilities.

The hurricane wrapped in the sea and turned up a huge wave, which slapped fiercely towards the place where Lu Huaiyuan was.He almost didn't think about it, and moved in an instant.The reef under his feet was obviously not very smooth, but he took a wrong step and stood firmly on it.The blade of the Nameless Sword in his hand buzzed, as if he was also excited about what was about to happen.Lu Huaiyuan stared at the sea waves in front of him, and moved his sword with luck. The waves were turbulent, but Lu Huaiyuan was even better than them.His sword wind cut the wave in half at the moment when the sea water was about to rush over, the sea water on both sides suddenly lost its momentum, and fell straight down under the action of gravity, falling into the sea.

However, one wave went down, and another wave quietly rose behind Lu Huaiyuan.He was keenly aware of everything behind him, turned around, and faced the enemy again.These waves appeared one after another, Lu Huaiyuan didn't know how long he stayed on the reef like this, he neither felt tired nor sweated, as if time was stagnant, and he gained a kind of feeling in it Unprecedented mysterious experience.

It wasn't until he swung his sword to cut off the last wave that rushed towards him that he felt a sliver of reality again.The sound of the surging tide receded, and he heard the sound of new leaves dancing in the wind, and there were a few faint birdsong in the distance.He opened his eyes and found that he was still in Qingyun Mountain, and what happened just now was just a vivid dream.A leaf that had been hanging on the tree for a whole winter slowly fell, and landed on Lu Huaiyuan's sword edge. It was easily divided into two halves, and fell to the ground.

Lu Huaiyuan looked at the two halves of the leaves on the ground, didn't say anything, just put the sword back into the sheath.

He might be the most disreputable suzerain in the history of Qing Yunzong.In the past, Qing Yunzong accepted disciples rather than others, and all the disciples were dragons and phoenixes. It was not until Shen Lin's master's generation that he gradually relaxed the requirements for accepting disciples.A person who can become the suzerain must memorize Qingyun's swordsmanship by heart, even if he can't use the real shocking sword, he must have enough strength.

Shen Lin has practiced the mind, which is enough for him to stand in the world with Qing Yunzong, but when he came to Lu Huaiyuan, he couldn't even really understand Han Hai.

He is too young, and Qingyun swordsmanship requires a very high level of xinxing, no matter how good his comprehension is, there are still too few things he has experienced.I don't know if everything that I have just experienced is due to an old senior who really can't stand it in the spirit of the sky. Lu Huaiyuan is struggling here alone, helping him, allowing him to fully understand what kind of sword intent the so-called vast sea is.

Lu Huaiyuan looked down at the sword in his hand, thinking about these things in his heart.The place where the name was engraved on the hilt of the sword was still blank, and he had already made up his mind what kind of words he wanted to leave on it.

He walked out of the courtyard and met a young disciple who was waiting for him outside.This person Lu Huaiyuan has a little impression, he started very late, but in the past one or two years.Since Shen Lin became suzerain, Qing Yunzong's requirements for accepting disciples have been relaxed a lot. Anyone who comes to the mountain to ask for it is basically accepted after checking the roots.This little disciple is not much different in age from Lu Huaiyuan, but the exact seniority is unknown.He seemed rather timid, and when he saw Lu Huaiyuan coming out, he hurriedly saluted, "Zong, Zongzhu... I, let me ask how to arrange the funeral..."

Lu Huaiyuan nodded slightly, knowing why he came.

Shen Lin's body has been cremated and can be buried after a date has been chosen.According to the old rules, they are all buried on Qingyun Mountain, and a grand funeral needs to be prepared.

Lu Huaiyuan thought for a while and said: "Just follow the arrangement of Master Xinglan. Now it's a critical moment, so let's save formal things if we can."

The little disciple got the order, and was about to run away after another salute, Lu Huaiyuan called him back after saying "Hey", "My brother... Huaiyu's should also do it together."

The little disciple opened his eyes wide.

Who on Qingyun Mountain doesn't know that Shen Lin's two direct disciples have a good relationship?If the fierce and cold Lu Huaiyuan still had a soft meaning in speaking to someone, then Shen Huaiyu must have left.Now, although Shen Huaiyu's whereabouts are unknown, no one can say that he is dead - Xingyue Pavilion has arrested so many people, and now no one is alive or dead, many people are hanging on to that last ray of hope, Hope they live a little longer.

Who would have thought that Lu Huaiyuan would be so straightforward that he would hold a funeral for Shen Huaiyu?