The flowing clouds in the Liuyun Mountains are not talking about the clouds in the sky, but the ancient sword sect that once had as many swordsmen as the clouds.
In the years since that ancient sword sect first took shape, it was once the most glorious sword sect in the world.
Back then, there was no Mojianya and Lingnan, let alone places like the Human Sword Sect and the East China Sea Sword Sect.
People who use swords like to wear white clothes.
So the swordsman came and went in the mountains like flowing clouds.
It's just that although Liu Yun of the Liu Yun Sword Sect is a swordsman, in such a land of continuous and huge mountains, things like clouds and mist are naturally indispensable.
Going deep into those continuous mountains, when reaching some peaks, the flowing clouds are as white as snow, rolling back and forth, and it is quite quiet.
Fuyuntai is such a place.
This natural stone platform, which is thousands of feet high and hundreds of feet wide, is like a pushed-open window, supported on the mountainside of that high mountain.
It is said that the name of Xuanxue City came from here.
The clouds and mist are billowing on the high platform, just like the snow hanging from the window, and the world is clear and bright.
It's a pity that there is no quiet and cold fairy figure below, wearing lonely makeup, holding her chin there in a daze, otherwise it might be another grand scene.
There was a man wearing a blue Taoist robe and carrying a sword from the Sword Sect on his back, walking up the mountain.
When I raised my head, I didn't see a woman with her hair hanging around her ears in the cloud forest under the Floating Cloud Terrace, which was like a quiet window. Naturally, I felt very regretful.
So he walked over there calmly.
The situation between the two tribes in the south is quite serious, so there are not many sword cultivators in the Liuyun Mountains.
Beyond the Floating Cloud Terrace and continuing upward, there is the Liuyun Sword Sect who was once the number one Sword Sect in the world.
Chen Huaifeng walked a long way up until he finally met a Sword Sect disciple who was patrolling the mountain on the regular stone steps of the sword path beside the Floating Cloud Platform.
The outer disciple of the Liuyun Sword Sect who was in the first stage of enlightenment initially looked at this Taoist wearing a Taoist robe with a blank expression, but with a sword that was obviously sharpened.
It took a moment to react.
This person should be Chen Huaifeng, who had a lot of topics in the world some time ago.
This is a great practice.
So even though this was the top of the mountain of Liuyun Sword Sect, the outer disciple did not draw his sword to stop him. After all, there was not only Qingtian Dao behind him, but also the Human Sword Sect.
The young disciple held up the sword in his hand, saluted, and said respectfully: "Senior, is there anything wrong with you coming up the mountain?"
Chen Huaifeng responded with a salute, then stood on the kendo with his kendo robe fluttering on his back, and said slowly: "I want to go to Yeyu Cliff."
The young disciple was obviously stunned for a moment and looked at Chen Huaifeng silently for a long time, but he didn't ask anything and just nodded.
"Okay, senior."
Then the young disciple used his sword intention to write a letter and sent it into the depths of the white clouds behind him.
Not long after, a sword light came and landed on the sword path. It was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old. He was carrying a sword and looked very old-fashioned. He didn't have too many emotions. He bowed and said: "Senior, please follow me."
Chen Huaifeng followed calmly.
This is an inner disciple.
As the only place where swordsmanship meets the imagination of the world, the Liuyun Sword Sect is naturally more complicated in these things than the Ten-Year Sword Sect of the Human Sword Sect.
Not only are there hierarchical divisions, but there are also corresponding disciple robes.
Although Chen Huaifeng had not deliberately understood it, looking at the more complicated flowing cloud patterns on the young disciple's clothes, he naturally knew that he was an inner disciple.
The realm is a bit higher, probably around the Snow-Treading realm.
Chen Huaifeng didn't care. After all, Liuyun Sword Sect was also one of the three major sword sects in the world, so it was reasonable to produce some superior swordsmen.
The two of them walked all the way deep into the clouds and mist. After crossing the mountainside, the clouds and mist that filled the foot of the mountain dispersed a lot, so the appearance of the Sword Sect gradually emerged in Chen Huaifeng's eyes.
Green mountains stretch, with sword pavilions and snow-mist green forests covering each other. There are countless hanging bridges in the mountains, and there are many majestic Jianpings located among those mountains or cliffs. Although things in the south are complicated, there are still some disciples working in Jianping. Among them, there are fewer people who practice sword practice, but there are fewer people who practice breathing and breathing. They probably all went to Zhucheng.
Not to deceive young people in the world is naturally something that the entire spiritual world follows.
Chen Huaifeng looked at the young men in Jianping and sighed.
Naturally, I am not lamenting my past years.
The Human Sword Sect is naturally different from the Liuyun Sword Sect. Such a Jian Sect garden does not even have a sword terrace. When learning swordsmanship, if Cong Ren is not lazy, he will be interested in teaching. If Cong Ren falls asleep, That's what the senior brothers taught me.
Chen Huaifeng was naturally lucky. Cong Ren was rarely active at that time, so he was allowed to practice his sword in a pool.
Later, Zhang Xiaoyu was taught by Cong Ren himself because of his outstanding talent. As for the young boy Hu Lu, Cong Ren sometimes taught him, but more often, he left it to Zhang Xiaoyu, a former sword sect. Little disciple.
So what did Chen Huaifeng lament?
Maybe it’s the old nostalgia for youth.
The young swordsman on the side who looked very upright looked at the thirty-two-year-old man.
Well, maybe thirty-three.
Maybe that sigh did catch his attention.
But compared to that sigh, this young man may be more curious about why Chen Huaifeng, a disciple of the Human Sword Sect, came to the Liuyun Sword Sect and went to Yeyu Cliff.
Night rain and ringing.
That's the killer's sword.
This was the first time that the boy saw someone from the Human Sword Sect running to such a place.
Such a person who went to the north as a sword cultivator, became a Taoist of Qingtian Dao, and then came to Liuyun Sword Sect, is undoubtedly an extremely strange thing.
But the young man didn't think too much, let alone ask, he just led the way quietly with his sword on his back.
The two of them crossed several mountain suspension bridges until they reached a cliff surrounded by several clear streams. The young man stopped and stood at the end of the suspension bridge and saluted Chen Huaifeng.
"Yeyu Cliff is ahead, senior."
"Thank you."
The young sword cultivator obviously didn't intend to go any further, and Chen Huaifeng didn't care and headed towards the cliff along the streams.
It's just that the places responsible for the killers in the world are not on the cliff, but under the cliff.
Turning around the bend, on the back of the cliff, there is a cliff path going down into the valley. Several green and black pavilions stand quietly. Those clear streams flow from the edge of the cliff to the eaves, which is quite reminiscent of night rain.
Before Chen Huaifeng approached, a forty-year-old swordsman who looked like a steward held an umbrella and walked through the rain in the stream to greet him. He smiled slightly and said, "Why is Senior Brother Chen here today?"
Chen Huaifeng glanced at the sword cultivator in front of him who looked as gentle as a ten-pound prison slip, then raised his head over the umbrella and looked into the black pavilions. It was not a lively place. Sometimes the people of Liuyun Sword Sect are killers, and sometimes they are just sword cultivators. There were some sword cultivators sitting upstairs, and some holding umbrellas walking between the pavilions, which gave them a bit of an artistic conception of a rainy night.
"I want to buy someone's life."
Chen Huaifeng lowered his head and looked at the sword cultivator again.
Ye Yuya's steward Jian Xiu said with a smile: "Who?"
Chen Huaifeng said calmly: "Zhang Xiaoyu, one hundred thousand guan."
The forty-year-old man was not surprised, he just pondered for a while, and then said slowly: "The price is certainly okay, but Zhang Xiaoyu is difficult to kill. After entering the avenue, his realm has improved too fast, and the risk is If it’s too big, no one may be willing to take the order.”
Chen Huaifeng's green Taoist robe fell into the stream mist that hit the eaves and spread like rain. It gradually took on colors of different shades. The sword behind him, which had not been used for a long time, also had a lot of water droplets hanging on it. This The Taoist said calmly: "It doesn't matter, Liuyun Sword Sect just needs to add this task."
As Chen Huaifeng spoke, he took off the sword behind him and stood on the green cliff paths.
"There is an additional condition, you need to use this sword to kill him."
Steward Jianxiu looked at the Taoist quietly for a long time, and then said with some confusion, "Why doesn't Senior Brother Chen go by himself?"
Chen Huaifeng said calmly: "Because I am a Taoist."
Now that he is no longer a disciple of the Human Sword Sect, but a disciple of the Qingtian Dao, he naturally has fewer reasons to kill such a sword cultivator in white.
This is also the reason why he came to Liuyun Sword Sect.
The steward Jian Xiu said nothing more.
Chen Huaifeng turned around and walked along the cliff path he came from.
"Publish it today and I'll bring the money tomorrow."
"good."
...
It was the tenth day of the second lunar month in the calendar year 104 of the Great Wind Calendar.
The person patrolling Fuyuntai today is no longer the outer disciple from yesterday.
But yesterday, the story of the Human Sword Sect...Qingtian Dao Chen Huaifeng going up the mountain to Yeyu Cliff has been spread. It is said that he wants to buy Zhang Xiaoyu's life for one hundred thousand guan. This is undoubtedly an extremely high price, but But yesterday, perhaps because he came from the north in a hurry, the Taoist priest didn't bring any money, so he promised to come and hand over the deposit today.
Therefore, the outer disciples patrolling this side today pay special attention to this mountain of clouds and mist.
Not only is this news shocking.
Similarly, the cultivation of the Great Dao is not that common.
What's more, this person is also a disciple of the Human Sword Sect, and was personally admitted into the temple by Qingtian Dao Bai Yuyao. He is expected to become the next generation of Qingtian Dao temple master.
So that swordsman wanted to see if Chen Huaifeng was different from ordinary people.
But he had been waiting from early morning to evening, when the clouds began to illuminate the misty green mountains, but he still did not see such a Taoist appear.
I can't help but have some doubts in my heart, is he not coming?
Just as he was thinking this on the mountain road with his sword in his arms, he saw the disciple from yesterday coming to take over, with a rather strange look on his face.
The disciple quickly ran over and asked.
"Why are you looking like this? Is it true that Chen Huaifeng is not coming?"
The disciple thought for a while and said, "Here we come."
The mountain patrol disciple was stunned for a moment.
"Then why didn't I see it?"
The successor disciple said with a strange expression: "Because he did not come from Fuyuntai, but from Beishanmen."
Fuyuntai was once the place where Liuyun Sword Sect's successive sect leaders met the human world. Although this high platform has been deserted for a long time due to the fact that the current sect leader Chen Yunxi was in seclusion and could not cultivate, it is naturally still a place where humans come to visit.
Just like when Han Chan ascended the throne in the south, Cheng Lu conveyed Chen Yunxi's words to the practitioners on the stage.
Coming from Fuyuntai and coming from Beishanmen naturally have different meanings.
The patrolling disciple suddenly opened his eyes wide, took a deep breath, and said hesitantly: "You mean?"
The disciple who came to take over said with certainty: "Yes, we will probably call him Junior Brother Chen."
Beishanmen is the place where the new generation of disciples get started.
"Early this morning, he came to the Sword Sect, registered at the mountain gate, and became a new outer sect disciple in the 1004th year. He added a Liuyun sword robe to the Taoist robe."
"......Then what?"
"Then, he went to receive the Liuyun Sword Sect Sword Art, received the sword, and practiced the sword on the sword field for a day. Now he doesn't know where he is."
The mountain patrol disciples stood there in silence.
After a long time, he said: "So what exactly is Senior going to do?"
Although Chen Huaifeng really became an outer disciple of Liuyun Sword Sect, facing such a Taoist cultivator, these two people were naturally embarrassed to really call him junior brother.
The disciple who came to change his shift looked up at the sky and sighed.
"How do I know?"
...
The sword cultivator in charge of Yeyuya looked at the sword cultivator walking in the dusk on the mountain road with a complicated expression.
Chen Huaifeng is tall and tall. Even if he is wearing the most ordinary outer disciple robe, it is difficult for people not to notice the existence of such a sword cultivator.
What's more, the things he did made it difficult for people not to look at him.
Above the Ye Yu Cliff, there were many curious Jian Xiu holding their swords and looking around.
Of course, Yeyu Cliff is not a forbidden area.
It's just that many people have some resistance to things like killers.
This is also the reason why the inner disciple stopped at the end of the suspension bridge yesterday.
But today he is here too.
Mixed in among those sword cultivators, he looked at this sword cultivator who could be called a family slave of the third surname for a long time with his sword on his back.
Of course, no one would really disparage Chen Huaifeng because of these things.
Even a fool can tell that Chen Huaifeng is doing this for something.
Chen Huaifeng wore the robe of Liuyun's barren outer sect disciple and walked all the way through the cliff paths, and then stopped at the steward sword cultivator who was still coming through the stream and rain holding an umbrella just like yesterday, holding the sword in his arms A very ordinary iron sword, saluted.
"Outer disciple Chen Huaifeng has met my uncle."
Ye Yuya naturally has a wide range of interests in the Liuyun Sword Sect.
From Han Chan, Ye Hanzhong and other Dao cultivators to outer disciples, they can come here to receive some hunting missions. Therefore, the sword in charge of such a place is naturally impossible to be ordinary.
"..."
After a long silence, the forty-year-old steward finally looked seriously at Chen Huaifeng, who had regained his identity as a sword cultivator, and said slowly: "What are you doing here?"
Chen Huaifeng's eyes fell on the sword he left here yesterday.
The word "Senior Brother" above the sword still carries the dripping stream.
Then he said softly: "I heard that there was an additional mission in Yeyuya yesterday with a bounty of 100,000 yuan..."
Chen Huaifeng looked at the steward and said sincerely: "If no one picks up, I want to give it a try."
There was deathly silence up and down the cliff.
In fact, when Chen Huaifeng came towards Yeyu Cliff wearing the disciple uniform of Liuyun Sword Sect, the answer to the speculation that had been noisy for a day in the Liuyun Mountains had already been answered.
So it's come full circle.
Chen Huaifeng just wanted to have an identity by killing a white-clothed swordsman who lit up the human world.
And he chose Liuyun Sword Sect Ye Yuya.
Such a killer creek cliff.
Taking the order means that you will fight until death.
The steward looked at the outer disciple meaningfully for a long time.
The latter took out a money bag from his arms.
"Here are thirty thousand strings."
Thirty thousand guan is naturally Ye Yuya's commission.
If, like Chen Qingshan, he directly crossed the Night Rain Cliff and found Han Chan, then naturally he wouldn't need these things.
Chen Huaifeng only prepared 30,000 guan from beginning to end.
Thirty thousand yuan buys an identity.
Quite generous indeed.
No wonder the prime minister found him charming at first.
The steward didn't pick up the bag full of banknotes, he just stood there and looked at Chen Huaifeng for a long time.
For Ye Yuya, 30,000 yuan is naturally more than just buying an identity.
It also represents the start of trading.
Just like what Han Chan said before.
Once someone from the Liuyun Sword Sect takes the order, if it is not completed and the killer dies, the Liuyun Sword Sect will continue to pursue the kill, even if Chen Yunxi is invited.
The steward Jianxiu didn't pay attention yesterday because he knew very well that no one in the Jianzong would take on such a tricky order.
The three heroes of Shanhe Guan are Li Shi, Chen Qingshan and Zhang Xiaoyu. Naturally, no one is easy to deal with.
But he didn't expect that Chen Huaifeng would come in person, put on the disciple robe of Liuyun Sword Sect, and come to Yeyuya to take orders.
After a long time, the steward sword cultivator sighed, turned around and looked at the sword stuck on the cliff path, and said softly: "What a Chen Huaifeng, you are going to drag us, Yeyu Cliff, into the water."
But some things are already done.
The Flowing Cloud Sword Sect has been the hallmark of the Sword Sect for thousands of years. If it is absolutely necessary, it will naturally not terminate its mission.
If today's incident were to spread, people would think that Liuyun Sword Sect was afraid of Zhang Xiaoyu.
Chen Huaifeng just stood there calmly.
After a long time, the steward sword cultivator seemed to have made up his mind. He turned around and took the money from Chen Huaifeng's hand, and then threw a Minghuang coin to the Liuyun sword cultivator who was both an employer and a killer.
"This order is prudent and there is no time limit." Jian Xiu, the steward, looked at Chen Huaifeng and said solemnly, "It will not rest until death."
The tall swordsman held his sword and saluted.
"Disciple accepts the order."
Steward Jianxiu held an umbrella and walked towards Chengxi Pavilion under Yeyu Cliff.
"Get the sword."
The sword left by Chen Huaifeng yesterday appeared in the dusk as the steward sword cultivator left in the stream rain.
That was the old wolfberry sword.
The current senior sword.
Senior brother naturally has a lot to bear.
This is also the reason why Chen Huaifeng turned around and came south even though he had entered a place of Qing cultivation and health preservation.
In some stories, although the junior brother made mistakes.
But senior brother naturally needs to bear some responsibilities.
Chen Huaifeng stepped forward, perhaps thinking about the years when he sat facing swords on the tomb hill a long time ago.
He looked at the sword quietly for a long time.
Then he reached out and grabbed the scabbard, pulled it out from the cliff path, turned around and picked up the sword in the dusk.
