The Ultimate Sword Master

The green mountains are endless, the white clouds are leisurely, and the green water is gurgling, just like a painting of ink and wash with appropriate shades, slowly spreading between heaven and earth.

The center of the ink painting.

It is a protruding peak. There are two people on the peak, one man and one woman, one white and one blue, one moving and one still. The existence of the two is like the finishing touch, making this ink painting seem alive.

Both men and women are in their prime.

Every move carries the vitality rarely seen in the world, and their cultivation is also similar, one is in the realm of freedom, and the other is in the realm of freedom.

The young man has a handsome appearance.

But his expression is extremely cold, his eyes are indifferent, and there is a sense of strangers staying away. A thin sword in his hand draws one mysterious trace after another, like a dragon coming out of the world, the sword is shocking, and the sword is dancing, faintly merging with the lonely momentum of this strange peak.

The opposite of him.

The woman was slender and graceful, standing not far away and watching the young man dancing with a sword, her eyes full of admiration and appreciation that could not be concealed.

A light breeze suddenly rose.

It blew the green forest in the mountains, and quietly came to the top of the peak, lifted a strand of her black hair, and fell into her heart, creating layers of ripples, which fluctuated slightly, intertwined and overlapped, and turned into pieces of light and shadow that were uncertain.

The light and shadow overlapped.

But from beginning to end, there were only two people.

This is the woman's memory, which is her most important and most cherished memory in the past thirty years.

Is there love at first sight in the world?

The answer varies from person to person and is never fixed, but at least for the woman, there is, because thirty years ago, she saw the young man for the first time... At that time, he was still a teenager, and she fell in love with him from the first time she saw him.

The Great Chaos Realm.

Everyone is born to ascend.

With no shortage of resources and thirty years of experience, the boy has become a young man, but his cultivation has only reached the realm of freedom. In everyone's eyes, this is a performance that cannot be more mediocre. In addition, he is naturally indifferent and too obsessed with swordsmanship. He is also ignored by almost all his fellow disciples and disliked by all teachers, like a transparent person in the sect.

But...

The woman knows that this is not the case, because he has spent more than 90% of his thirty years studying swordsmanship, day by day, month by month, year by year... without interruption.

She has watched him for thirty years.

She has been with him for thirty years.

She knows his pursuit, and she knows all the truth.

She likes him.

Just as he likes swords.

Like.

It is never wrong.

Light and shadow intertwine, memories fly, she looks at the figure dancing with swords in front of her, and just wants to watch forever, three hundred years, three thousand years, thirty thousand years... Anyway, she can never get enough.

...

The woman is completely unaware.

While she is looking at the young man.

Someone is also looking at them.

Above the green mountains, at the end of the white clouds, a man in green stood in the sky, seeing everything clearly below. Having lived for countless epochs and seen all kinds of things in the world, he naturally had no waves in his heart, but some emotion.

"He is diligent."

"He is infatuated."

He glanced at the young man and then at the woman, and nodded: "It's pleasing to the eye."

This was not his first time here.

But it was his last time.

He was not going to invest in any of the two, but he was going to leave something for this pair of men and women who looked pleasing to the eye.

"What about the future."

"It depends on your own luck."

...

The wind came quietly and left quietly, stirring the woman's heartstrings and blowing her memory. It did not take anything away, but left two pills.

Thumb-sized, crystal clear.

On the surface of the pill, there are countless mysterious inscriptions, which emit a faint breath like clouds and mist, lofty and mysterious, and seem to have the amazing atmosphere of the opening of the Hongmeng era and the evolution of all things in the world!

The moment the pill fell.

The grass and trees on the strange peaks grew wildly, and the strange flowers were everywhere. In just a moment, there was a tendency to generate spiritual intelligence, which also pulled the woman back to reality from her memories.

"Master... Junior Brother..."

The Great Chaos Realm has unlimited resources and unlimited spiritual opportunities. There is no shortage of all kinds of cultivation materials, but... after all, there are still very few spiritual medicine treasures that most people can't see.

Although she didn't have much experience.

But the woman instinctively felt that the value and function of these two pills far exceeded any kind of rare treasures she had seen... Even those elders of the sect and the ancestors of the sect might not have seen them!

In fact, she didn't need to shout.

The moment the pills fell, the young man stopped his movements and stared at the two pills that seemed to come from the sky. For the first time, a trace of heat appeared in his eyes that had always been cold and indifferent.

"Senior sister..."

"Junior brother!"

The woman was still immersed in the joy of this heaven-sent fortune. She seemed to have not heard his words at all. She said incoherently: "Put it away quickly. This pill must be very powerful. You must not let others know. There are only two of us... Junior brother, I can accompany you longer..."

She is not a competitive person.

For her.

It would be best if her cultivation could be improved, but there would be no regrets if it could not be improved. Chasing the great way has never been her dream.

She just wants to live longer.

Long enough to be like this, he practices swordsmanship, she looks at him, and it never changes until the end of his life, until the end of time... That's enough!

Now.

The pill in front of her could perfectly fulfill her dream.

"Sister!"

When she was imagining the future, the young man's voice sounded again, a little heavier than before.

"How do we divide this pill?"

"..."

The woman was startled and didn't react.

Although she didn't know where the pill came from and why it was given to them, but... two people, two pills, already explained the problem.

"Junior brother..."

She raised her eyes slightly and met the young man's eyes, and her heart suddenly hurt.

Indifference, joy, greed, excitement... Compared with the past, compared with the past, the young man's eyes were much richer, but there was nothing she wanted to see.

"Sister, how do we divide it?"

Seeing that she didn't speak, the young man asked again.

"You..."

The woman's eyes turned red, and the pain in her heart became stronger. She wanted to reprimand, question, and be ruthless, but as soon as her lips moved, thirty years of memories surged up like a tide.

In a trance.

She seemed to think of the first time she saw him. He was so thin and weak, and his strength was not obvious. He fell behind in the entrance examination and could not even find a spiritual medicine required by the sect. He was about to be eliminated.

And she.

She had good qualifications, strength, and luck, so she had a lot of gains. Seeing the young man's predicament, she walked over and generously left a pile of spiritual medicine.

"Hey!"

"All for you!"

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