Bai Ze watched Qingtian help Mu Chen stagger away and go to the Heyang Marquis Mansion.
The fine snow fell, and the two people's footprints intertwined, drawing a curved line on the snow, spreading to the unknown distance.
"Bai Ze, you must tell me when you plan to set off."
Before leaving, Mu Chen told Bai Ze that the two rooms in Heyang City would be reserved for him and Tao Hongjing forever as long as Mu Chen was around.
This will always be Bai Ze's home.
The Marquis of Heyang also said with a smile that if one day they could leave Hulao Pass in the north and unify the Yan Kingdom, he would build a large general's palace for Baize to match his status as a general.
Bai Ze was silent.
The high-spirited eldest son, who used to ride horses in the family, already knew that the oath he made in front of Mu Suifeng's coffin to kill the entire demonic world was just a joke.
He knew that Bai Ze would not stay here for a long time, so he would not ask to stay.
Time changes many things.
And they are no longer the same young people as before.
Therefore, we can only keep this relationship buried in our hearts and drift away.
As the night fell, Xiaoman held an oil-paper umbrella and left the sunny house side by side with Bai Ze. Four people, two in opposite directions, no one looked back.
Bai Ze stayed in Heyang City for a few days.
The Chamber of Commerce back then had long since fallen apart, and no one knew the whereabouts of Shopkeeper Dong.
Bai Ze originally planned to investigate Ouyang Mu's whereabouts, but there were few clues, so he suspected that he had left Heyang.
After staying for a few days, Bai Ze visited the Heyang Marquis Mansion, but was told by the concierge that Mu Chen was not in the mansion. In desperation, Bai Ze found Qingtian, left a letter, some elixirs, and some spiritual weapons, and then left.
All the way south.
When the spirit boat crossed the southern border of Yan State, the New Year had passed.
After going round and round, by the time he officially entered the territory of Song Dynasty, it was already approaching the beginning of spring. The cold is still severe, but the earth's warming trend is irresistible.
The Song Dynasty was located at the southern end of the northern border, close to the South China Sea.
When the cold front of the extreme northern winter goes south, it is blocked by numerous mountains. When it gets here, its power cannot be compared with that of the northern countries.
Therefore, while the north is still waiting for the awakening of insects, in the Song Dynasty, green shoots have already sprouted, and vigorous vitality is quietly brewing in those inconspicuous greens, which is eye-catching.
When they arrived at the border of Song Dynasty, Bai Ze was not so anxious and went straight to Suiyang, the capital of Song Dynasty. Instead, they took a detour, traveled thousands of miles, and drove the spirit boat to the Lancang River where Song Shenshu understood "The Sword Intent of the Great River".
The temperature has risen, the winter snow has melted, the river has experienced its first surge, and the water volume has surged. Tens of miles away, Bai Ze heard the thrilling roar of the Lancang River.
The spirit boat hovered on the cliff on the river bank. The black-clothed sword cultivator stepped in the air and landed on the ground. The river was like a dragon. The waves crashed on the shore and broke into turbid water mist. It rose into the sky and enveloped the river surface. It was heart-wrenching. move.
"Boom!"
The river surges endlessly, like thousands of armies plundering the formation, and the thunder from the nine heavens falls on the earth, shaking people's souls to the sky and making them full of excitement.
Bai Ze sat and watched the surging river for seven days and nights, constantly practicing "The Sword Intention of the Great River", and finally brought the rolling river to the state of transformation. He followed the trend, understood the secret skill of the sword, and smiled across the ocean with Jian Jiu!
On this day, people watching the tide on the Lancang River witnessed with their own eyes a legendary young man.
On the cliff, a figure suddenly swept down and came to the most turbulent basin of the river. He stood on the bank of the river with his hands behind his back.
"Look at that man, what is he going to do?"
Among the crowd watching, some people noticed something strange about Bai Ze and shouted loudly.
The water surged into the sky and thunder roared.
The man's shout didn't spread very far, but then, endless sword intent suddenly surged from Bai Ze's body, attracting the attention of everyone watching.
"Such a strong sword spirit! Could it be that he is a master of swordsmanship?!"
Someone in the crowd exclaimed.
Someone nearby heard the shouting, widened his eyes, looked at the young figure by the river through the mist, and said, "Are you kidding me! That swordsman in black is about the age of a weakling. How can he be a master of swordsmanship?"
"At such an age, if he is a master of swordsmanship, where will he put his face among the swordsmen in the world?" Another person said in a solemn tone, "But the sword intent emanating from this man is really amazing. There is no doubt that he is a great swordsman."
"Facing the river, his sword intent is raging. Is this man about to draw his sword?" A sword cultivator in the crowd shouted excitedly, "Could it be that he has realized the art of swordsmanship here and wants to test his sword on this Lancang River?!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone around him seemed to have seen a ghost.
At this time, Bai Ze's sword intent had reached its peak. I saw the young sword cultivator suddenly take action, waving his sleeves, and thousands of sword energy burst out like the blue sea and sky!
The fierce sword cry actually suppressed the surging river water.
Jianjiu, a sea of smiles!
"boom!!--"
The blue sea sword energy rushed into the river and cut off the river!
The sword energy spreads across more than ten miles, cutting the river with one sword and causing it to topple over!
Everyone watching the tide saw the turbid river water rising into the sky, forced by the blue sea sword energy to erect a very high water wall, and then suddenly collapsed, the river flowed backwards, stirring up thousands of waves!
The raging river swallowed both sides of the river instantly.
"!!!"
Everyone who witnessed this scene was stunned.
The water mist rising into the sky was like an ancient giant beast, and the proud figure standing by the river was swallowed up in one gulp. Everyone waited until the rain-like mist dissipated. Where was the figure of the sword cultivator in black on the bank of the Lancang River?
The river water that was cut off by the sword gathered again, roared like thunder, and rushed towards the South China Sea in a mighty way.
The clothes of everyone watching the tide were soaked, but every one of those people looked fanatical and felt their hearts full of pride, as if it was not Bai Ze who had cut off the river with a sword, but themselves.
"I know!" someone in the crowd shouted, "That man just now is Confucian Sword!"
When everyone heard this, they took a deep breath.
Among them, the vast majority had never seen Song Zhiwen at all. And those few who were lucky enough to meet Song Zhiwen had no interaction with Rujian and had only seen his appearance from a distance.
However, the Lancang River was filled with mist, and the man just now had his back to this place. Even if they had seen Song Zhiwen, it would be difficult to confirm whether the man was Confucian Jian through the heavy mist.
But others didn't think much about it, they just felt that the cry made sense.
"It's absolutely true!" Someone immediately echoed, "I think that sword just now was clearly the sword intention of the river! Back then, General Song was observing the tide of the Lancang River, comprehending swordsmanship, and creating the sword intention of the river. Unexpectedly, the Song family was born out of a prodigy. If you ask him to cut the river with his sword, his sword power has surpassed that of General Song!"
Someone soon questioned this and said: "Nonsense! The Confucian sword has already entered the fifth realm, and the sword can cut through the river, but it can be easily picked up. The man who drew the sword clearly put all his strength into it, and it can't be Song Zhiwen!"
However, this question was ignored at all.
In just a few days, the rumor that Confucian swordsmen enlightened and intercepted the Lancang River had spread throughout the Song Dynasty. And it's getting more and more outrageous. By the time the news reached Suiyang City, it had become "the Confucian swordsman Song Zhiwen attained enlightenment on the Lancang River and cut off the Tianhe Falls with one sword"!
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