Yuanqi flood

This is a walkway, made of ice and snow, white and cold, with twists and turns, winding towards the distance.

At one end of the aisle, there was an ice sculpture. The man in the ice closed his eyes, peaceful and peaceful, but his consciousness was no longer here.

In a trance, Jun Moli stepped on a stone slab. He walked forward along the stone slab. Through a layer of white mist, he saw... the moon?

moon?He looked up and observed carefully, the moon was very round and huge, and the sky was so dark that he couldn't even find a single star.

Night of the full moon!

He looked around again, and then, he found that he seemed to have traveled through time and space, because he saw a living person that he could never see—Ximen Chuuxue!

This is, the top of the Forbidden City, the night of the full moon.

The words on the inscription flashed through Jun Moli's mind, he actually... came here, everyone around him looked up quietly, he jumped to a high place, he always wanted to see more clearly some will do.

The one who looked at Ximen Chuuxue, who was also dressed in white and had the same indifferent expression, should be Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City written on the inscription!

He was suddenly excited, seeing two peerless swordsmen fighting swords with his own eyes, even if it was just a dream, it would also help his swordsmanship.

Hold the sword in your hand tightly. This sword is exactly the same as the sword in Ximen Chuuxue's hand on the roof. The blade is three feet seven inches, and the net weight is seven catties and 13 taels. It turns out that there was such a glorious moment!

His heart is hot, and his desire to become stronger is even worse.

None of them could see him, he was getting closer and closer to Ximen Chuuxue, and he was watching more and more carefully.

Flying Immortal Beyond Heaven is a peerless swordsmanship. At that moment, he was like a fairy descending from the mortal world, shining in the universe, but it was no match for that ruthless sword, Ximen Chuuxue's sword.

He also wants to achieve this level, he longs for great strength, and even more longs for his own way of swordsmanship. With the Crow Sheath Sword in his hands, he doesn't want this sword to disappear from now on.

But what should he do?

Before the age of ten, he was a child of an aristocratic family, and he grew up in the love of his grandfather. After the age of ten, he only had revenge in his heart. He has never thought through the complexity of the world. For example, why Bai Lian'er betrayed him ?

His heart was still immature when he was a child, he hadn't grown up yet, and he hadn't learned to be strong, so he lost to Chang Hao, not because Chang Hao was too despicable, but because he himself didn't have a firm heart, a , Pure Kenshin.

At this time, the decisive battle on the top of the Forbidden City is almost over.

After the war, he watched Ximen Chuuxue holding Ye Gucheng's body, walking on the street on foot, his heart became colder, and his personality became more lonely, but he has already proved the way, and he is at the peak of swordsmanship , like a plum tree on a snowy peak, standing against the wind.

No desire, no desire, no heart!

This... Feeling this aura, which is extremely sharp and seems to be everywhere, Jun Moli seems to be aware of it, and it faintly resonates with the sword aura in his body.

What is this telling him?

The picture in front of him was gradually blurred, Jun Moli was provoked by the blinding light and closed his eyes, when he opened them, what he saw was flower petals flying all over the sky, creating a perfect song.

This is Wanmei Villa?

For some reason, Jun Mo has confirmed his guess in his heart.

Suddenly, his eyes were attracted by a figure in front of him, it was Ximen Chuuxue!

His eyes stared straight ahead, there was a grave, a lonely grave.

This is... Ye Gucheng?

Jun Mo was thinking about it.

"I learned swordsmanship at the age of seven, and I have achieved success in seven years. At this time, I became obsessed with swordsmanship."

Jun Moli listened to Ximen Chuuxue talking, but he didn't know if it was for himself or who else!

"After stepping into the rivers and lakes, I only killed people to prove the way of swordsmanship, and I have already glimpsed the way of swordsmanship."

"Competing swords with Ye Gucheng is what I want in my heart. Now, I have entered the way of swordsmanship with sincerity, and I have obtained the essence of the way of swordsmanship. I understand the truth that everything in the world can be a sword."

Ximen Chuuxue was talking, but his body slowly turned around, and his gaze was directed at his position.

Jun Moli thought he couldn't see him, but his indifferent gaze clearly reflected his own shadow.

Ximen Chuuxue looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him, looked at his own sword in his hand, and was calm in his heart. He only looked at Jun Moli, and said, "You learn sword?"

"You learn sword?" These three words echoed endlessly in Jun Moli's mind as soon as he said them. Senior Ximen asked him, "You learn sword", does he learn sword?

So, why is he still uncertain?Why is his faith still shaken?

That's right, he was afraid, afraid that he would insult Senior Ximen's swordsmanship, afraid that his heart would be shaken, afraid that he would not be able to become stronger.

He was afraid that he could not be ruthless and desireless, and treat the sword with sincerity.

"Yes, I learn swords." Jun Moli slowly smiled, and he answered Senior Ximen's words with affirmative voice.

If you are afraid, adapt to it, if you are afraid, try it, if you are afraid, let go of the feeling of fear.

The admiration in Ximen Chuuxue's eyes made Jun Moli suddenly enlightened, and the haze dissipated. Ximen Chuuxue reached out and wiped Jun Moli's sword. Immediately, the picture was broken and the primordial spirit returned to its place.

The ice block that froze Jun Moli began to show slight cracks, and then, a strong sword energy shot out from Jun Moli's body, making sharp incisions on the ice block, and the ice block exploded, Jun Moli, opened his eyes .

Slowly moving his joints, Jun Moli was surprised to find that the poison in his body had completely disappeared, and his internal strength had begun to recover, and the wound he was pierced by the sword, because it was frozen in time, did not survive. How much damage was done to him, now, the wound can already start to scar.

All this is simply amazing.Jun Moli thought.

If it wasn't for the changed shape of the sword in his hand to remind him that this wasn't a dream, maybe he would have just ignored it.

Putting the sword horizontally in front of his eyes, he looked at the sword carefully.

The body of the sword is still black, but at this time there is no light, as if the light has been swallowed, a pattern emerges on the hilt, the front and back, the pattern is complicated, deep and mysterious, but Jun Moli knows that this It is the word "crow's sheath".

It is said that the Excalibur is psychic, presumably, when he accompanied Ximen Chuuxue for a long time, this sword already had spirituality, but when he saw it, the endless loneliness made it choose to seal it and sleep, Just now, he was awakened by Ximen Chuuxue.

"From now on, let us work together to create another glory!" Jun Moli said softly to the sword while stroking it.

The crow scabbard sword made a "woo woo" sound, as if it was responding joyfully.

Holding the sword tightly, Jun Moli began to look at the environment he was in.

There is only one walkway, the space is narrow, but the way is long.

After tidying up his clothes, Jun Moli started to move forward without any hesitation in his heart.

Afraid, nothing to be afraid of, isn't it!

He has one sword per person, if there is anything, just swing the sword away!

After walking for about half an hour, Jun Moli just came to the end of the aisle.

At the end, he stepped onto the ice-solid steps and walked into the cave, his eyes brightened up.

This is a hall entirely carved out of ice. There are one or two plum trees, one side of the cold pond, and one bed of ice jade. Here, it is obvious that someone has lived there!

But he didn't find any trace left behind.

Passing through the hall, Jun Moli saw the endless ice field, the sound of eagles howling, and the sound of bears roaring. This place turned out to be a paradise for beasts. Could it be that there are beasts that are not afraid of the cold?

Shivering, Jun Moli clearly felt the cold, even if he had internal energy to protect his body, he couldn't stop the cold from raging, no wonder, mortals couldn't reach here, he was almost frozen into an ice sculpture, no wonder!

Returning to the hall, it was strange that he didn't feel the cold anymore. He tried several times again, and he was sure that this hall should be protected by something to isolate the cold outside. So, he can live here?

As early as when he saw the endless ice, Jun Mo had an idea in his heart.

It is uninhabited and very quiet here. He can concentrate on studying his swordsmanship here, and no one will disturb him. He remembered that when he practiced swords in the past, there would always be people watching him sadly from time to time, or just hitting him. Jun Moli had to endure the fact that she was his fiancée when he stopped his contemplation and said some unnutritious words. Thinking of this, he had to admire his patience, but no matter what, patience has a limit .

I finally drew a clear line with that person. It is impossible to say that I am not happy. When I think that from now on, I can practice swords anytime and anywhere, and I can do whatever I want. There is only his life with the sword. So excited.

Of course, we all know this is impossible, but let's make him happy for a while!

The cold pool water can exercise his physique, but now his body has not fully recovered, he needs to wait for a while, but the ice jade/bed/ can be used now, not only good for the body, but also can condense the mind, the heart is not as good as To move, Jun Moli walked to the ice jade/bed/, sat on it, put the sword across his lap, and began to close his eyes and adjust his breath.

There were no footprints left here, no matter whether it was human or animal, he didn't notice the danger, so he saw these things first, so it should... be his!

As for what to eat when hungry, Jun Moli is now full of swordsmanship, and after watching Ximen Chuuxue's swordplay, he can't hold anything else in his heart, so, food is amazing, wait until he feels hungry!

Ice Palace, this is the name Jun Moli casually gave to the hall.

In the ice palace, he was the only one. Because of the crystal clear ice and snow, there was only day and no night. After two days, Jun Moli felt a little indifferent and lonely.

Jun Moli: "Try the days when a person can only talk to the sword!"

In short, Jun Moli is content with this kind of life, and has no intention of leaving.

Most of his time is devoted to the study of Ximen Chuuxue's swordsmanship that he saw that time, fast, lightning-fast, sharp, unstoppable sharpness, Ximen Chuuxue's sword has always only had the word "fast", His sword, just like his people, is reticent, but it contains the power of lightning, like a broken bamboo.

Even though Jun Moli was already learning, he only felt a bit or two of charm. His heart gradually calmed down, and he entered a state of ecstasy. Before, he just practiced swords. Now, those sword skills are in his mind. It seems to contain monstrous power.

Slashing, stabbing, teasing, sweeping... All kinds of basic sword skills become peerless sword skills.

When he came back to his senses, Jun Moli stopped practicing sword. He walked lightly to the side of the /bed/ and sat down. A thin layer of sweat broke out on his body, but the first thing Jun Moli did was to pick up a piece of pure white cloth , Wipe the sword body, this cloth is soft and comfortable, it is the hide of a fox-like beast he killed on the ice field, pure white without variegation, very suitable for wiping his sword.

In front of him, there is a pile of wild fruits, which are full of fragrance. This wild fruit should be a rare treasure outside!

However, he piled it here not to eat it himself, but to attract something, or to say, a certain beast!