The world is in a hurry for eternity. Some people stand by the river and look at the whole life, which rots and turns into sand.
Someone looked up at the sky, and it turned into wind and rain.
Whether there is meaning or not, it will no longer exist when everything disappears.
Only life and time flow together.
...
Nan Dao put down his sword and lay down on the mossy ground panting.
The years at the bottom of the lake seem to have passed extremely long.
Maybe it was because he was being beaten.
There were many broken swords beside him, and in the sword dome when he looked up, there were still thousands of long swords hanging high, as if they had not been reduced.
When Nan Dao lay down, Peach Blossom, a man in white, also sat down beside him. The peach blossom on his face floated slowly in the water, not knowing whether he was happy or sad.
The two of them were each surrounded by four sword intentions.
This made Nan Dao a little unhappy.
That's all mine!
But Taohua stubbornly believed that the two were mutually reinforcing, and they separated into four paths.
Nan Dao tilted his head and glanced at the sword intent swirling around Taohua. He cursed a traitor secretly in his heart, then turned back and took all four of his sword intent into the divine sea.
There are books and swords in the divine sea, countless streams of vitality that are slowly converging, or small rivers of vitality, and that peach tree.
Nan Dao didn't know why there was a peach tree in his divine sea. Could it be the ghost of the peach blossom not far away?
Nan Dao stared at the divine sea for a long time, but he didn't know whether the gentleman far away in Jianya, East China Sea, had received his letter.
How long has it been outside?
Nan Dao thinks it should be more than half a year.
I don’t know what Cao Weiying did by locking herself in the lake.
Peach blossoms are boring.
In addition to letting yourself draw the sword, let yourself draw the sword.
Nan Dao didn't know why, but he always smelled the aroma of sizzling tofu, which made him often distracted, and then he was beaten up by Tao Hua.
While Nan Dao was thinking, he looked at the sword dome above his head.
But he also smiled softly.
not dead.
Of course it's the best.
But Nan Dao couldn't remember how he was seriously injured by Hua Wuxi.
After thinking for a long time, he heard the rustling sound next to him again.
Taohua had already stood up, the small sword in front of her dispersed, and a sword fell from the sky.
Nan Dao jumped up, and before he could curse, the sword came in front of him.
...
Liu Sanyue, who was sitting cross-legged on a green mountain on an isolated island somewhere in Daze, also had a sword falling in front of him.
Hitting Daowen, the flow of Daowen accelerated instantly, and the sword that came through the fog with sword intent was directly bounced away.
Liu Sanyue didn't know where those three people came from, nor why they suddenly ambush and hunt him down in Daze.
The people at Mojian Cliff are still sitting there, and those hidden undercurrents are so impatient to appear?
This generation of Mojianya really cannot sit in the human world.
Liu Sanyue opened his eyes and saw the man coming with a sword above Daze.
The man who wields the sword is still hiding in the fog.
As for the black-robed Taoist, before Liu Sanyue left, he took a look and guessed that he probably died in the wetland jungle.
Liu Sanyue didn't feel guilty about killing someone.
The world is beautiful.
So there is always something unclean that needs to die.
Looking at the sword hovering in the swamp, Liu Sanyue raised his hand to support the ground and stood up. The air in the swamp was very humid, so when Liu Sanyue stood up, his hands were covered with moss and mud. .
But he had to hold on for a while.
Because he had some sword wounds on his legs.
Raising his hand to wipe it on a flourishing flower on the side, Liu Sanyue raised his hand to perform the sutra and held it upright in front of his chest.
In the green mountains of Daze, the wind surges and gathers towards Liu Sanyue's fingertips.
Thousands of ancient trees bent down and fell towards Liu Sanyue, turning into a thick barrier.
The members of the Liuyun Sword Sect held their swords in both hands and crossed the dense fog in the swamp. The sword struck with mighty force.
Then countless ancient trees were broken open by the advancing sword blade, pointing directly at Liu Sanyue hidden in the green mountains.
The people of Liuyun Sword Sect can actually be regarded as the master of sword control in another sense.
They use themselves as swords to travel through the world.
The killer comes from a sect that is naturally cold and murderous.
There are still many people in Liuyun Sword Sect who like to walk in the dark.
Rather than being exposed to the sun by mistake, it would be better to leave with the potential of burning together.
Liu Sanyue felt the sword moving through the green mountains.
I thought to myself: How did I offend your Liuyun Sword Sect?
But this kind of thing is not what we should think about now.
Countless golden lights surged out from the divine sea, turned into Taoist texts, and attached to Liu Sanyue's body. His green robe was moving in the wind. He raised his hands and stepped forward. His figure flashed, but he walked directly out of the green mountain and punched him. To that sword.
Practice and practice.
First, cultivate the body, and secondly, cultivate the mind.
If the mind is not enough, the natural form will come together.
The Taoist sect's Taoist robes fluttered, they talked freely, and they looked gentle and elegant, but before the rise of Mojianya, they were the most reasonable people in the world.
For example, the nine-character mantra of Hangu Guan, each word is for the purpose of strengthening oneself.
So this punch makes a lot of sense.
He forcefully hit the sword in Liuyun Sword Sect's hand so hard that several pieces of the blade flew off.
At the same time, the sword hidden in the fog struck again. Liu Sanyue's expression remained unchanged as he stretched out his other hand and grabbed the flying sword.
Just like in the end of cultivating Taoism, you still have to rely on your fists to do the talking.
The core of the retro-style sword sect is naturally the core of Ten Thousand Swords in the World.
So the man hiding in the fog also came in the form of sword light and grabbed the sword that Liu Sanyue had restrained.
The sword wind around the two sword sects continued, and they forcefully pushed Liu Sanyue backward.
Liu Sanyue fell backward on the green mountain. The two swords that were meant to kill were flying around and fell into the hands of the two men who were bleeding from old and new wounds. Without stopping, they jumped up with the swords again and slashed towards Liu Sanyue.
Liu Sanyue was lying in a cave in the green mountain, with countless Daoist texts spilling out and hovering in front of him, barely able to block the two swords.
The tree of Dao floating in the vast sea of Dao Yun in the sea of gods moved automatically without wind. Countless Dao fruits fell down and fell into the Dao sea. The mighty vitality of heaven and earth surged out, and the form of Dao text in front of him surged.
The expressions of the two sword sects changed, and they retreated with sword light.
Liu Sanyue was lifted up by Daowen and suspended above the swamp. The Taoist robe was fluttering, as if he had transformed into an immortal.
But not feathering.
only.
The intention is enough.
The ninth realm and the eighth realm are naturally not the same concepts.
For example, Zhang Xiaoyu and Chen Huaifeng.
Liu Sanyue opened her eyes and calmly looked at the two people fleeing from afar.
The world is so nice.
So he couldn't see the people hiding in the darkness.
Above the sky.
The blue sky opens your eyes.
The two sword sects looked up at the blue sky that opened their eyes again, looked at each other, did not run away anymore, turned around silently, and stabbed Liu Yuyue with both swords.
Then halfway, he was stared at by a pair of eyes looking at Daze indifferently.
He died in the marsh and fell into the marsh together.
The young Taoist priest in black robe still has a grave.
But neither of them did.
Liu Sanyue looked at Da Ze in silence, who had calmed down again.
But a mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth.
The Taoist charm dispersed all over his body and fell into the green mountains.
If you don't follow the great road, you will ultimately not join the flow.
When Qingtian opens his eyes, the backlash will naturally fall on him.
Liu Sanyue was lying on the green mountain, blood pouring out of her eyes.
Had it not been for the serious injury, Liu Sanyue would not have used this unique skill of Qingtian Dao again.
Among the three people, the two sword sects were just foils.
Really heavy handed.
It was the young man in black robe who came from an unknown Taoist temple.
So Liu Sanyue opened his eyes for the first time, which was mainly aimed at him.
Liu Sanyue opened her eyes, and the world was extremely dark.
His eyes were severely injured in the Taoist backlash.
Maybe I won't be able to see the world for a long time.
This is a very sad thing for Liu Sanyue.
Struggling to sit up.
It hasn't calmed down for a while yet.
Liu Sanyue then heard someone stepping on fallen leaves from the green hills.
Look back.
In the dim vision, there was a vague figure walking towards him step by step, holding a sword.
...
Chen Huaifeng held his sword and stood at the top of Nanyi City.
There was some commotion in the world, but it was still relatively stable.
The fog in the vast swamp heading south was finally noticed by the world on the second day.
The world has always been very secretive about that vast swamp.
When encountering this situation, it is natural to feel a little worried.
What's more, the city doesn't seem to be very peaceful recently.
On March 15th, someone said they saw the bodies of Jianzong disciples, and later there was a crazy mushroom demon nearby.
Later, two more people died, both of them inexplicably. The most recent one was even today.
People in the world don't know the truth about many things, but what they see is enough to make them panic.
So he went to Jianzong.
The disciples are still playing cards.
So I felt relieved - all the sword sects in the world were playing cards, so why should we panic? Let’s go play cards.
This is probably the reason why Master Xieqiao came to Nanyi City to start this sword sect?
Chen Huaifeng thought this way.
I didn't go to see the city again.
Instead, he looked towards Fengqiling.
The land of the Sword Sect, which is tall and towering, and has the demeanor of a hidden master, is actually nothing.
Among the eighty thousand sword cultivators, few can be remembered by the world.
But whether the world remembers them or not, they still cannot deny that they also have a huge contribution to Nanyi City's tranquility.
Such as now.
When the news of foggy weather spread slowly across the swamp.
Among the mountains of Fengqiling, one after another people carried their swords, drank wine, went down the mountain, and walked among the mountains, forests and fields of the human world.
That was probably the original appearance of the Sword Sect and the cultivation world.
Chen Huaifeng thought so.
Because they did not stand high enough, they could never escape from the human world, so they thought about the world and the land beneath their feet.
Throughout the ages, whenever major events occur, the places where the practice world suffers the most serious losses are people like the Lingnan Sword Sect.
When traveling from south to north, you always have to pass through Fengqiling.
For them, it is a sense of responsibility.
Therefore, when Emperor Huai entered the underworld, countless sword cultivators from the Lingnan Sword Sect stopped in the north of Fengqiling as if they were dead.
Although it does feel like home.
No one was left alive.
Later, when all the demons passed by, the Lingnan Sword Cultivator also wanted to go down the mountain, but unfortunately he was stopped by the Human Sword Sect.
Otherwise there will be countless casualties.
They seem to have a stupid love for it.
Chen Huaifeng thought this way.
This is something people from the Human Sword Sect don’t have.
Perhaps because he stands so much taller than the rest of the world, the human swordsman has always only valued stability.
Chen Huaifeng took a sip of wolfberry tea.
So the first Lingnan sword cultivator has entered the city.
There were many more behind, but Chen Huaifeng stopped looking, drank tea with his sword in his arms, and walked down the city.
He wasn't sure what would happen in Daze.
So this time, Lingnan Swordsman really needs to enter.
