It's midsummer, and it's already midsummer before I know it. I never expected that time will fly by so fast. I see pieces of green leaves spinning in the air with the wind. At this time, they have the capital to do so, because Their branches are still firm and young, and the thin and dense raindrops are also eager to come on stage.
The rain at this time was rapid and continuous, but day after day, the road in front of me was blurred step by step, and it was dense, like clear and shallow ink.
And those wild cranes in mid-air stretched their bodies under the dazzling sunlight. They missed the rain line. Their bodies were above the clouds, and their flight routes were free and arbitrary!
The dense grass plants on the ground seemed to like the daily rain very much. Their branches and vines were struggling to joint. No matter how hard they tried, they could not become strong green trees.
Yu Zun rubbed his sleepy pupils and gradually woke up from his sleep. He was shocked in his heart, where is this place?
At this moment, sitting cross-legged around him were Murong Sunxiao and Qian Kun. Both of them were holding their breath and meditating. They must have been awake for a long time!
He looked around, and when he saw the old man standing on the clouds, a smile overflowed from his pupils, and he shouted: "Senior, I'm back!"
The old man nodded with a smile and said, "Did you sleep well last night?"
Yu Zun scratched his forehead and said, "Senior will laugh!"
The old man smiled and shook his head and said, "What's so funny about all these things?"
Yu Zun nodded gently and said, "Senior, whatever you say is whatever it is!"
"Zun'er, you've passed the test!" the old man said with a loud laugh.
"Senior, what do you mean?" Yu Zun said, confused.
There was a bright light in the old man's pupils. He looked at Yu Zun quietly. After a moment, he suddenly said: "You are qualified to enter the ghost lake!"
"What?" Yu Zun looked at the old man in astonishment and thought, "Does this ghost lake still need qualifications?"
The old man smiled and said: "This ghost lake is not an ordinary place!"
Yu Zun was startled in his heart and said, "Then where does this ghost lake come from?"
The old man said quietly: "In ancient times, the broken world left by ghosts is in this ghost lake!"
"Ah!" he said, dumbfounded. Obviously, this exceeded his prediction.
He thought to himself: "It's really disappointing that this ghost lake has such an origin!"
"So, if you are not fully prepared, I will not allow you to go to Ghost Lake!" The old man looked at Yu Zun with a smile and said.
"But what if the junior didn't listen to the senior and went to Ghost Lake first?" Yu Zun said.
The old man laughed loudly and said: "Your strength is the key to the Ghost Lake, do you understand?"
"Could it be Tianyuan?" Suddenly, such a thought came to his mind. He couldn't help but think, is it really as he expected?
At this time, the old man felt a hint of appreciation in his heart and said: "Yes, it is Tianyuan!"
"That's it!" A huge boulder seemed to have been placed down in his heart, although the sea in his heart was still churning with crazy waves.
"If that's the case, it's better to leave early and go to the ghost lake!" He looked at the old man with a smile on his face, like a spring breeze blowing in his face, and there was no pressure in his heart.
At this moment, the old man became more and more convinced in his heart. He thought to himself: "I didn't expect this young man to be so outstanding. Without this thought, no matter how strong the martial arts is, it will be difficult for him to reach the end of the world!"
But where is the end of the world...
The wind was noisy, and everyone's robes were swaying everywhere in the long wind, making them hoarse pieces of cloth.
But at this moment, the heaven and earth changed in an instant. After time and space were broken, they were quietly condensed again. There were no bridges, flowing water, and no lakes and mountains. At this moment, the place where Yu Zun stood was a high-loft building, a spacious The main hall and the empty square.
He returned to the ancient pavilion again. He saw a black lake. From the sky, he peered down quietly. He couldn't see the depth of the lake. He always felt that there was a strange aura in it, breeding in this vast body of water. .
He looked back at Murong Sunxiao and Qian Kun, only to see them looking at him with smiles on their faces. He pointed to the ghost lake at his feet and said quietly: "Brother Murong! Qian Kun! I'll wait. Do you want to wait for some more time?"
Murong Sunxiao smiled and said, "I listen to you!"
At this time, Qian Kun also said: "I listen to big brother!"
Yu Zun laughed loudly and said: "It is better to leave early than to leave later, so let's set off!"
In this dark world, if you look up, you can still see a starry sky, but there seems to be nothing in that dark water.
The cold wind was noisy, and they seemed to be urging Yu Zun to leave this place as soon as possible.
A smile appeared at the corner of Yu Zun's mouth. He looked back at the old man standing on Xuantian and said, "Senior, farewell!"
He always felt that he would never see the old man again, and the farewell at this time seemed to come a little early.
The old man stroked his long beard, waved his hand, and said: "Go, child!"
He nodded gently, and unknowingly, there was a hint of bitterness in his heart. He panted gently, waved to the sky, and never looked back.
The bulging dark atmosphere in the air became more and more intense. He held a black iron scimitar in his hand, relaxed his body, and then jumped into the water.
There was no sound of entering the water, and the sound seemed to be swallowed up by this strange lake.
Murong Sunxiao and Qian Kun jumped into the water.
The cold black lake is not what a few people imagined. It is more like a strange world, and the pictures in it are actually very beautiful.
No wonder the old man said that this ghost lake is a broken world left by ghosts in ancient times. He saw patches of purple soul-eating flowers, tall Fengtian trees, and a dazzling sky above his head. A group of white bone birds hurriedly crossed the sky.
When the brilliance in his eyes overflowed, he saw young men carrying Qingxuan Swords hurriedly passing by him, as if they had not seen him.
At this time, a desolate tide rose in the quiet world, and the sound of ebb and flow was heard from the distant sea. The so-called ghost lake was actually an alternative small world.
He quietly peered into this vast world. There were things here that surprised him, and there were also things that filled his heart with hope. He saw the rice fields in the distance, the children resting under the sycamore trees, and the distant mountains. The woodcutter saw the grasshoppers on the riverside. This was originally a peaceful world, but how could it be related to the ghostly and broken world of ancient times?
The light was bright, and patches of sweat gradually appeared on his face. He rubbed his eyes, but when he opened them again, he was no longer in his original position.
He saw mountains made of skulls, and he saw stretches of river beds. On the river beds were dried blood stains, which were bright red, glaring and pungent.
Seeing the blood-colored sky, seeing the wind blowing the cold plants, seeing the white bone flags swaying in the wind, and the dark red rice fields, and who else is carrying the Qingxuan Sword but still... The young man with a bloody face, the children resting under the red sycamore leaves, the woodcutter standing on the bone mountain, shouting in the distance, and of course, the grasshoppers on the distant river, flowing with the wind.
In just an instant, the world began to undergo earth-shaking changes. This was simply unacceptable, but the facts were before our eyes.
But these were just passers-by, and no one cared about his existence. At this time, Murong Sunxiao patted Yu Zun's arm with a smile and said: "Brother Yu, Brother Qiankun and I have already been here! "
Yu Zun looked at Murong Sunxiao with a horrified expression and said, "What did you say?"
Murong Sunxiao laughed loudly and said: "Brother Yu, do you still remember the moment when I was separated in the black city?"
Yu Zun looked horrified and said: "Could it be that time, you guys..."
It was really unbelievable, so the words gradually became slower.
Murong Sunxiao nodded slightly and said: "Yes, it was during that time that Brother Qiankun and I came to this place!"
"Have you penetrated deeply into this world?" Yu Zun said quietly.
Murong Sunxiao said: "This realm is not an ordinary world. There are extremely dangerous dangers hidden in this realm. Moreover, these dangers are also known to people!"
Perhaps, he gradually heard the meaning of Murong Sunxiao's words. A bright light burst out in his cold pupils. His fingers tightly grasped the black iron scimitar, but there was a look on his face. The very relaxed smile is because he has experienced too much, so he is so open-minded!
"Brother Murong, have you penetrated deeply into this world?" Yu Zun said.
Murong Sunxiao nodded gently and said: "I can lead the way for Brother Yu, but we can't exhaust it all!"
"Then trouble Brother Murong!" Yu Zun said.
When the wind blows across my face, it feels like a knife cutting, and then it stretches to the bottom of my heart. The pace becomes more and more hasty, and the state of mind becomes more and more turbulent, just like the waves in the rivers and lakes, the waves are getting higher and higher. , the momentum became more and more vast.
The monks carrying Qingxuan Swords were all over the sky, and they seemed to be wandering in the ancient alleys.
And this is exactly what happened. When the three of them flew into the sky, a patchwork of cities and alleys suddenly appeared in front of their eyes. Although their bodies were flying, they gradually felt a trace of substantial earth under their feet.
The draft, the sound of drums and harps, and the voices of women singing in brothels, the world is always undergoing unpredictable changes. Who could have expected that the dark sky has turned into nothing at this moment? city?
Several people stood in an ancient alley, quietly listening to the wonderful sounds here. Gradually, a drunken scene seemed to appear in front of them.
Indulging in the woman's elegy, as if in a dream, the wind whimpered, and the city, enveloped in the dark night, only emitted sporadic light, which was the hasty candlelight, blown by the wind and swaying in all directions.
I thought that this quiet world would continue indefinitely until the end of time.
Until Murong Sunxiao held on to his long sword and cut all of this down, it was a cold night, and the blood flowed along the white rose, snap! Snap! Snap! fell to the ground.
With the cold breath and the smell of sadness, he rubbed his eyes and realized that he had just had a dream, and the origin of the dream was actually the woman singing in the brothel.
Murong Sunxiao sighed softly and said quietly: "Brother Yu, you almost died just now!"
Yu Zun looked at Murong Sunxiao in astonishment and said, "Is it that serious?"
Murong Sunxiao nodded helplessly and said: "That is a heart-wrenching evil spirit!"
It was at this moment that he realized that this was a ghostly and broken world from ancient times!
He gently stroked the blade of Yuantian Blade, and his fingers gently crossed the blade, and a line of dark red blood fell into the blood groove on the blade.
At this time, he walked towards the depths of the alley with a smile. With a slight flick of his body, he fell into a dimly lit attic.
Seeing the smile on the woman's face, he put the scimitar in his hand on the table with a snap.
"Please sing another song!" He looked at the woman with a smile and said.
The woman frowned, probably a little reluctant at first, but then she sat on the edge of the bed and gently stroked the pipa in her hand.
This melodious melody seems to be the sorrow and resentment in the woman's heart gradually turning into spring water, and she thinks it out softly.
The woman's makeup was extremely delicate, but Yu Zun also knew that the woman in front of him was not the women he had met. She was beautiful and moving, and there were even wrinkles on her face.
But even so, the woman's moving voice still gave people a sense of ecstasy.
Yu Zun smiled and clapped the black iron scimitar in his hand. At this moment, he was no longer intimidated by the woman's music. This time, there was a hint of bitterness in the woman's heart.
She stopped playing and singing, but looked at Yu Zun quietly in the darkness. After a moment, she said: "Just kill me!"
Yu Zun laughed loudly and said: "I never kill people for no reason!"
A line of hot tears gradually appeared on the woman's face. She just cried and then smiled and said: "I am not afraid of death, I only want to die!"
Yu Zun's heart trembled, and he carefully looked at the woman's face again. At this moment, he finally calmed down and said, "You don't have to be like this! I guess you should have a good place to go!"
"But I don't want to go anywhere!" The woman's tears turned cold, and she gently wiped her red pupils with an embroidered handkerchief.
After a moment, he took a long breath and said, "Don't you hate me?"
Yu Zun laughed loudly and said, "Why should I hate you?"
The woman said quietly: "Because I am your enemy!"
"Oh? I didn't realize it." Yu Zun always had a faint smile on his face.
He held a wax torch in his hand and walked towards the woman quietly. The woman did not move, but sat quietly in the darkness. However, her fair face had a unique temperament, not that of a woman in a brothel. all.
"I know your name is Yu Zun!" the woman said.
Yu Zun laughed loudly and said, "Many people know that my name is Yu Zun, but what does that mean?"
The woman said: "You must have come here because of your ancestor!"
Yu Zun thought about it for a moment, understood it and said, "That's right! I came just for that old man!"
"His name is Zhan Aotian! Right!" Yu Zun laughed.
"No! His name is not Zhan Aotian! His name is Zhan Tian!" the woman said.
"Oh? Zhan Tian? That's quite a domineering name!" Yu Zun said with a smile.
The woman looked at him sadly and said, "Aren't you afraid?"
Yu Zun shook his head gently and said, "So what if you're afraid? You have to face it all the time!"
"Yes! Even if you are afraid, you have to face it!" The woman took a long breath, and her mood was not as closed-minded as before.
