The four people on the Caiyun Gaotai in this huge city all know each other's temperament. After all, they have been here for countless years. It is probably the snow that has been blown up in the city several times, the clouds have changed a few times, and the world outside is like this. Hurry, as early as death, I don’t know how many times the years have passed, but a few people are always there. Even if the friendship is deep and shallow, and the temperament is far and near, in the end it will always be too familiar to be familiar again.
Nanyang Jun is the one with the most out-of-the-box temperament among the few people. Even with this kind of temperament, he is tired of looking at the other people. He often makes some funny remarks, saying that four old monks are sitting in the temple. I have been waiting for hundreds of years, seeing you when I walk, and me when I sit down, but in the end I feel bored in my heart. Even when I look at the water ladle, I can think of the foreheads of the other three people. How can I not feel bored. Fortunately, except for Beiyin Xiling and Nanyang Dongyan, both of them like to go out for leisure. No matter where they go, they can always find some new things to do to relieve their boredom, and Beiyin Jun But it's different. I don't know how many years ago I got used to looking for a foothill anywhere and lying down here. It was already a good thing and I didn't have many hobbies.
Therefore, the two people who stay here most often are the two from Beiyin and Xiling.
Yun Zhong followed the white-haired man in front of him who looked calm and had the same expression as usual as he walked on the pavilion. He looked left and right, really feeling strange, but he saw that the huge city around him was bustling with traffic, footmen, and merchants walking through the streets. It looked like ants and insects were coming and going between the ancient trees and ravines. They were clearly far apart, but the smoke was still very thick. Smoke slowly rose from the backyard of someone's house or a restaurant and inn, stretching straight up to the waist. Back, it has been difficult to reach the clouds.
However, Yun Zhong immediately retracted his thoughts, and his face was frightened for a moment. But then he thought about it again, and saw that countless women walking through the pavilions around him were all looking at him, an outsider, and their expressions suddenly changed. It's ordinary, look at the iron ropes between the pavilions and the pavilions, which are only two or three fingers wide, and the face is trembling slightly.
The man did not wait for Yun Zhong to follow, but stepped onto the iron rope. The wind was strong at a high place, and his white robe was stretched tight by the wind. He was also swaying back and forth with the rope, but his steps were still steady and he never hesitated. , slowly heading towards the pavilion on the other side, with the wind blowing from all directions, the iron rope suddenly shook, and his body was like a rock pressing down on the iron rope, without stopping for a moment.
"To pass or not, it all depends on a single thought. There may be some benefits if you pass, but it means you can leave with peace of mind. Of course, it is not a loss if you can."
The man walked to the pavilion on the other side and turned around, and said calmly, "It is unnecessary to deliberately hide the fear in your heart. Many things must be solved in the future. The chaos is like a mess, and it will only become more entangled, and it may not be possible in the end." Break them all."
What Yun Zhong knows is that among the four people, this man with white hair and yellow eyes has the most cold temperament, and when he squints his eyes, he is the most murderous. He is probably the master who killed someone after a disagreement when they were young. , moreover, his mind is cold and hard-hearted, and he has never been indecisive. But Yun Zhong didn't know that when he saw the iron rope in the pavilion, he felt fear in his heart. He had already seen it in the man's eyes and his nose was slightly wrinkled. He already knew it.
As long as anyone who has fear in his heart falls in the eyes of a man, there is no pressure to predict the autumn rain on his head.
Now, it was like a thick cloud of timidity pouring into the young man's chest. The man saw it very clearly, and felt very strange in his heart. When this young man came here, he almost put his life in danger, but now that he has seen everything under the high platform, the fear that fills his body is like a river pouring down, suppressing the young man's chest and abdomen. At that time, there was a young man who looked very dissolute in his behavior. He was a good swordsman, but he was afraid of women. Even if he was an old woman, whenever he looked into his eyes, his whole body would tremble, and he would not be able to rest for a moment. He was originally smooth-tongued, Putting his own life at risk, after looking at the woman, his courage actually weakened, and he no longer had the domineering air he once had. But the man clearly saw it clearly, but he never asked, maybe because of his temperament, or maybe because he didn't want to inquire about such private matters, until the young man who wielded the sword died, and the last remaining soul was also Without a trace, it dissipated between heaven and earth.
And now there is such a strange young man standing in front of him. He also wields a sword. Although he is not as unserious as the young man at the beginning, but as far as this matter is concerned, the man is indeed very curious.
After two steps in the air, Yun Zhong shook his figure and gritted his teeth.
The fear of heights has probably been present since childhood. Except for the tops of a few low walls in the town, areas that are more than three to five feet high are like deep valleys in Yun Zhong's eyes. If you don't pay attention, you will probably fall. He was about to die, leaving only a miserable death of broken bones. Now that I think about it, it seems that except for walking away from Qingchai in the rain, Yun Zhong himself has never walked to high places on his own a few times. When he was watching the clouds and practicing the sword, both his body and mind were exhausted. He was tethered to the wisps of sword energy in the sea of clouds without feeling any fear, but there was no way to distract him at the moment, so he had to walk step by step.
Nearly half of the way up the cable, my feet no longer obeyed my command.
The young man suddenly remembered that the day he set foot on the top of Nangong Mountain, he never dared to glance at the mountain road behind him. Even if he glanced at it from the corner of his eye, he still felt frightened and sweat was pouring out from his hands and feet. It was not because of fear. When someone falls into a mountain cliff, when others are climbing up, they mostly think about the view from the top of the mountain. When climbing up a mountain alone, they often think about the worst possible thing.
When the pale-faced Yun Zhong walked through the iron rope, the fear in his heart was not reduced by half. He took a few dozen breaths to catch his breath.
The man was speechless and turned around to leave.
Strange to say, originally there were pavilions and pavilions in front of me. After the man walked past, for no reason, he saw a valley surrounded by green trees and waterfalls. There was no one in the valley. Green pines greeted the waterfall and plunged into the deep valley. There is a pond, but when you enter it, you feel that the surface is full of fine pearls and jade.
"Mr. Nanyang looks up to you as a descendant. It's a pity that I'm not here today. It's probably hard to get away and go back in a while. So I'll test your skills here."
Words are as simple as ever.
But the man quickly frowned again.
"Sword practitioners always carry swords when they are in this situation, why are you empty-handed?"
Yun Zhong calmed down in shock. Hearing the question from the fox in front of him, Lord Xiling, he immediately smiled bitterly, cupped his fists in salute, and wiped the cold sweat from his palms, "It's embarrassing to say that I just put away the sword in my hand. I haven't done it for six or seven months." Touching the hilt of the sword, it turns out that the suspicion still lingers in my heart, and it is really unlucky to really expect to wait until everything is clear before practicing sword practice."
"People who practice swordsmanship shouldn't talk so much, nor should they be so pretentious."
The white-haired and white-robed Xiling Lord frowned, but even if he thought of something, he shook his head slightly, then raised his palm and stretched it slightly towards the waterfall.
After passing through the deep pool, I hit the fine waterfall, and the fine pieces floated, and they all gathered in the hands of Xiling Jun. The clear flowing water, the sunlight outside the valley fell into the flowing water, but it was like a mirror or a face, and it condensed into a line in an instant, and then casually Throw it into Yunzhong's palm.
"Nanyang Jun has never been here, so I will try your method on his behalf. Flying waterfalls are swords, and I have not broken your intention to abandon the sword. Just take the sword."
Yun Zhong took the long sword transformed by the flowing water, and felt the coolness in his hand. It was indeed comfortable. Moreover, although the flowing water was rolling in the sword, its shape was extremely stable. It was three feet and three inches long, and the sword had a sharp light.
"I don't need a sword." Contrary to Mr. Xiling's expectation, the young man inserted the long sword made of a flying waterfall into the ground, and then shrugged with a shameful smile, "Senior, if you insist on having a junior pick up the sword and give guidance, you will be in trouble. I, although I heard what a friend said a few days ago, and the fogginess in my heart has been reduced by three to five points, I still don’t understand my own heart. Therefore, even if I know that I have violated etiquette, I will definitely not accept this sword, let alone You have to say two or three sword moves."
Mr. Xiling's face turned cold, and murderous intent began to flow.
"What is the relationship between practicing swordsmanship and whether one's mind is clear? If I get my approval this time, it will be of great benefit to reach this point. Why must it be like this?"
"It has something to do with it." The young man in black still had a smile on his face, and he could see some flattery, and he was very ashamed and smiled, "Junior really likes to practice swordsmanship, but because of this, whenever he feels that he is not in his mind, If you are very transparent and your virtue is not worthy of your talent, you would rather abandon the sword and not practice it than use your hands to stain the hilt of the sword."
"It's like those sons from aristocratic families who have always been wandering, and finally find their way back. So even if they use countless deceitful methods to lure the girl they like into their home, in the end they are reluctant to touch her with even a finger, for fear of tainting themselves. The beloved in my thoughts.”
The mountains are clear and empty.
The water vapor is lingering in the valley bottom, and the bright light of the sun is lazily reflected into the valley, reflecting the glow hanging above Xiling Jun's white head.
Advance, step on the center of the formation with both feet, connect the waist, shoulders, chest and abdomen keels, and then punch.
Lord Xiling pressed his fist against Yun Zhong's face, almost touching between his eyebrows, but the young man still did not move. He stood there with empty hands, his brows and eyes were gentle and could even be said to be humble.
"The man's sword was lent to you because of his reputation."
Mr. Xiling seemed to feel bored, so he turned around and left. At that moment, he had no intention of punching, so he said coldly, rolled up his sleeves and left.
There is a lot of humidity in this unknown valley bottom.
The waterfall is no more than three feet long from the sky.
Yun Zhong really never held the long sword that evolved from the great supernatural power, but he actually handed out a sword, but it was so slow that even Lord Xiling didn't notice the slightest clue.
An invisible autumn lake left Chuyu's dantian, just like an ordinary child in the village. He had been told many times not to go to the side of the swamp for pleasure. I don't know when he went upstream from the bottom of the deep pool and walked straight to Above the waterfall.
So when Xiling Jun turned around again, a waterfall fell from the sky.
He couldn't tell whether it was the extremely powerful sword energy or the fact that most of the waterfall was cut off and fell to the ground in his arms.
God returns home after asking for wine, and falls into the dust intoxicated.
Silver light floated everywhere in the valley, and water waves were engulfed everywhere. Nothing else remained. Only the bullfighting sword energy penetrated the Tianhe River, and the sky hung upside down, cascading thousands of miles away.
And Lord Xiling saw the mighty waterfall of sword energy pouring down for unknown miles, and finally understood why the young swordsman who looked at the promiscuous but had a high spirit chose this young man. It was not because of his superb swordsmanship. Instead, hidden within his mediocre talent, there is a powerful swordsmanship.
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