Light is a wonderful thing.
Sometimes when I see it crowded in those houses like prosperous mountain flowers, I feel that it is very lively and even noisy. Sometimes I feel extremely peaceful.
When the light is bright in the world, often the word "human" must be found in everything that is illuminated.
But that day the light dimmed.
People in the world only need to see an oil lamp shaking in the darkness to understand that this is the human world.
The world has not talked about ghost things or ghost fires for many years.
If a plump orange falls in the distant night, it can only be the light of the human world.
Qi Jingyuan also has three swords.
So of course, the first sword and the third sword are both his own.
When the lights rose everywhere on the cliffs of the abyss, Cong Ran sword cultivator took hold of his sword and squinted his eyes to look at the other side of the abyss.
There are many ripe oranges in the world that break through the darkness and hang in the night after the autumn dusk.
The demon clan probably also thinks that lights are a wonderful thing.
They have been with the world for too long, and when they see that kind of light, they will probably have many emotional emotions in their hearts.
In Jian Abyss, many times, during the alternation of day and night, they would make the ground of Jian Abyss roar with their steps, leaping towards the other side of Jian Abyss like countless moths looking for fireworks in the blind.
Maybe tonight, maybe not.
Qi Jingyuan was not sure about such a thing.
Although they once tried to plant spies among the demon clan.
It's a pity that the monsters can pretend to be like the world, but the world can't become like them.
For example, some erect ears, some wagging tails, some grass growing on the top of the head, or something growing on the top of the head like a mushroom canopy.
The world does not have these things.
The people in the world have straight eyebrows, long limbs, and even breathing - judging from what those on the other side of the Jianyuan see, it may still be like this.
They also look like this when they are resting.
Aesthetics is of course a cultural expression.
Even after the demon clan thing happened again after a thousand years, the world regretfully said that the world cannot follow the same trend.
But in fact, they can still see the subtle and indelible changes in the world's view of this race that cannot be ignored.
Qi Jingyuan didn't know why, but he suddenly remembered the thousand-year war.
He hasn't experienced it.
But now, he finally understood something.
The demon clan is not born isolated.
When such a demon lord from a thousand years ago can talk about the unity of the world, and can talk about being a mortal instead of a hero, maybe the demon race, a race born in the human world, is itself a branch that inherits the culture of the world. .
Of course, it is undeniable that the Demon Lord once served as the Minister of Rites of the Huai'an Dynasty, which had an impact that cannot be ignored on this old man and even this group of people.
Later, with the establishment of the Da Feng Dynasty, the human-monsters were as harmonious as they had been for a thousand years. Of course, it was not in vain.
If everything went according to Li Asan's idea, the world's demon clan would probably be far apart from the common people.
How could they boil a pot of hot water, sit on the rocks, watch the night and sip it when they were resting on the other side?
Qi Jingyuan stood silently in the Jianyuan night, leaning on his sword.
This sword cultivator has been waiting for a long time, but he has not waited for those sounds that will bring blood to the other side.
The night got darker little by little.
Monsters may attack in the middle of the night.
It's just that the possibility of this is not high, and it has not happened several times during the battles in Jianyuan.
After all, they have long been accustomed to the routine of the world.
When you see people in the world being drowsy, you will also feel sleepy.
Both sides of Jianyuan fell silent in the night.
Everyone follows the rules of sunrise and sunset, as if it is an extremely sacred etiquette.
Qi Jingyuan watched the night moon sink in the west, slightly let go of the sword in his hand, and pushed Qi Jinyuan beside him, who was sleeping soundly like a child.
"It should be fine tonight. You can go back and rest."
Qi Jinyuan yawned, stood up, squinted his eyes and looked at the other side of Jianyuan for a long time, and then nodded. The sword cultivator subconsciously wanted to get his sword.
It wasn't until he made a profit that he woke up from his deep sleep.
Qi Jinyuan stood there with empty hands. After a long time, he lowered his hands. After holding the sword for decades, his hands were suddenly empty, which made him a little uncomfortable.
So this swordsman looked like a child who was afraid of strangers, with his hands hanging down and at a loss.
But he still turned around and said nothing. He just said, "When you need to draw your sword, you can call me."
Qi Jingyuan nodded calmly.
...
It was a stormy night.
The sword cultivators of Jianyuan held their swords and guarded the west of Jianyuan Valley.
It’s just that the demon clan didn’t come.
They also appeared on the side of the abyss, standing on the east side, looking at each other from a distance in the night rain.
Jianyuan may really become a river in the rain.
People stood in the rain on both sides of the bank, not knowing where to go.
Qi Jingyuan drew his first sword in the early morning after the rain stopped.
This sword cultivator who practiced the Death Sword Technique, the penultimate sword in his life, successfully made the monsters who came after the rain retreat again.
It’s just that the demon clan probably knows it too.
This swordsman's sword is getting sharper.
This also means that Jian Yuan's defense is increasingly coming to an end.
Qi Jingyuan didn't care.
He just retracted his sword and looked at the northwest, which seemed to have been cut into pieces by his sword. After looking at the overlapping green mountains, he estimated when the army from the Gale Dynasty would arrive.
Maybe Jian Yuan can really hold on, maybe he can't.
But just like what this young sword cultivator said back then in Xuanxuyuan, the false capital.
Whether you can keep it or not.
The sword cultivators of Jian Yuan will all stay here.
...
Yunhu didn't know that he didn't expect that before the demon clan issue in the south was truly settled, people from the Tiangong Division would already appear in Nanyi City.
The wind in the south of Huai'an subsided extremely quickly.
After those thirteen Yi's bows silenced the south, everyone fell silent.
Even if Yun Hu didn't know, he couldn't help but feel some respect when he stood on the long street and looked at the officials.
In the story of Shanyue City, everyone has to admit that such a bureau can indeed control half of the cultivation world.
Although their clothes were ordinary, they walked in a hurry.
The Tiangong Division did not bring many things.
Just boxes and boxes of drawings.
Yunhu didn't know what it meant at first.
It wasn't until the commander-in-chief of Tiangong Yamen went to Xuanxuyuan in person and told Yunhu that the surveying and data model establishment of Yunmeng Daze would be handed over to the School of Mathematics and Physics, did the scholar become a little embarrassed. I realized something in hindsight.
What Liu Qinghe said at the beginning was that Huaidu would take over the Xuansheyuan, although it has not been implemented yet - there has been no movement from the Imperial College and the Que School.
But to a certain extent, it has been difficult for Xuanxu Academy to become an independent human academy after losing its prime minister, most of its practitioners, and the Human Sword Sect behind it.
Of course they must obey the jurisdiction and dispatch from the north.
Tiangong Yamen Ling looked at the scholar who was in a daze, thinking that he was still struggling with the death of the Prime Minister, so he had many grudges against Tiangong Si.
So he reminded me kindly: "This is an opportunity given to the academy by His Majesty."
Yunhu turned around and looked at the Tiangong Yazhang Ling who was standing under the dry plum branches of Tanchun Garden. He was silent for a while and said, "How is this an opportunity?"
"The person who rebelled was only the prime minister and had nothing to do with the academy."
Yunhu didn't know where the courage came from. He looked at the commander and said calmly: "The one who rebelled is Xuansheyuan. Or maybe we have never rebelled."
Tiangong Yamen Zhang did not want to argue about such things, and Tiangong Secretary did not want to deal with the messy things in the world, so he just frowned.
"So Xuanxuyuan will accept it or not?"
Yunhu took the copy of Yun Zhongjun's drawings from the commander's hands and said calmly: "Of course I will take it."
Although Xuexuyuan originated in the south.
It's just that such a thousand-year-old academy certainly has its own advantages.
This scholar can even calculate the great roads, so there is no reason why he cannot calculate such a bridge in the clouds that spans the north and south.
The scholar stood there and opened the simple drawing in his hand, glanced at it briefly, and then said very calmly.
"We can give the Tiangong Division what it wants years ago..."
Tiangong Yamen Zhang Ling nodded and said: "As for funds, materials, and craftsmen, you don't have to worry about things like Xuanxuyuan, Huaidu will do their best to support..."
The two of them had already agreed on a lot of things in just a few words.
Finally, we stood at the top of the city together, looking at such a vast and vast swamp.
"In the eight hundred miles of Daze, any data fallacy will bring extremely heavy consequences. I hope that Xuansheyuan will not disappoint His Majesty's expectations."
Tiangong Yazhang Ling said solemnly.
"If this matter comes to pass, Mr. Yunhu should know that this may be the biggest opportunity for Xuansheyuan in a thousand years."
Yunhu stood there silently, looking at the mist in the distance.
Scholars certainly understand this truth.
A bridge spanning hundreds of miles, if Xuanxuyuan can really assist Tiangong Division to complete such a thing.
Regardless of whether such an academy would make the entire south miserable.
The momentum of Xuanxuyuan will reach its peak in thousands of years.
Yunhu stood there for an unknown amount of time, and then said calmly: "The road to Xuansheyuan may be wrong."
"But the model of the School of Mathematics and Physics is not wrong."
Tiangong Yazhang Ling didn't say anything more, turned around and left the city. Of course, he didn't just have cooperation with Xuanxuyuan.
Yun Zhongjun's scale is too large. Of course, this adult still has a lot to prepare.
...
The scabbard brought by Liu Qinghe was inserted on the mountain path of Liuyun Sword Sect.
Although the movement of Dayi's Bow did act as a great deterrent to the Sword Sect in such a mountain. Not to mention that the ministers and ministers actually died in it.
It's just that the strife in the world can't stop just by saying it stops.
The Jianzong in this cloud and mist is indeed much quieter.
The story of killing each other so much that the Tai Sui Pavilion was shattered and the green mountains were broken has indeed never happened again.
It's just that the matter of life and death still exists in this Sword Sect.
after all.
After all, Liuyun Sword Sect can give Huaido some face, but it doesn't need to be too much.
Xu Xingcang wiped the throat of a certain Jiange senior brother with his sword, and his white hair was stained with a lot of blood, some hot and some cold.
The sword cultivator looked at the fallen corpse in silence without saying anything. He put his sword into its sheath, passed through the green mountain ropeway full of corpses of sword cultivators, and headed towards the mountain gate.
That was an official from the Tiangong Department.
In front of him, there were many corpses scattered among the flowing clouds and on the stone steps of the mountain road.
There was some surprise on the official's face, but not much. He just stood quietly on the mountain road with his hands folded.
From time to time, the overflowing sword intent passed through the clouds and mist, brushed against his robe, and fell into the distance of the clouds and mist.
When Xu Xingcang arrived, the official was looking back at the out-of-control sword intent.
The white-haired swordsman had to admit that he admired the courage of such an official.
"Aren't you afraid of being killed by sword intent on the mountain road?"
The official turned around and looked at the bloody white-haired sword cultivator. He bowed first and then said, "The sword master should be afraid that I will be killed by the sword on the mountain road."
What the official said was of course extremely sincere.
The story of Liuyun Sword Sect has been hidden under Liuyun, and Liu Qinghe did not trouble them anymore. After all, there are some things that cannot be suppressed like this. He just doesn't want Liuyun Sword Sect to really make trouble too ugly.
But if this official, who obviously came with some tasks, died in Liuyun Sword Sect.
That's probably another story.
Xu Xingcang was silent for a while, turned around and moved out of the way, stretched out his hand and said, "Please."
The official smiled and said, "I won't go in. If something really happens inside, it will inevitably lead to another big mess."
"So my lord..."
Of course, officials cannot be called adults.
It's just that behind the officials is the Tiangong Division, so even calling him "Tiangong" is not an exaggeration.
Xu Xingcang is of course very sincere.
Halfway through his words, he raised his hand and crossed his sword to stop a certain sword intention, and then continued: "Why are you here, sir?"
The unknown official from the Tiangong Division stopped his smile, looked at Xu Xingcang and said seriously: "The Tiangong Division needs three hundred sword cultivators."
Xu Xingcang frowned and said, "What do you mean?"
The official said softly: "The Tiangong Division will launch a survey plan for the Youhuang Mountains, and someone is needed to escort the mountain climbers."
It was probably similar to people from Taoist sect escorting people from Kanhai Yamen.
Although Tiangongsi has some power that is enough to shock the practice world.
But sometimes, of course, it is the easiest way to directly ask the cultivation world to cooperate.
What's more, the affairs of the human world certainly include the world of spiritual practice.
Xu Xingcang was silent for a while, looking back at the Sword Sect in the clouds and mist.
"Why Liuyun Sword Sect?"
"If Lingnan is still there, we will go directly to Lingnan, but the south has experienced chaos, and the end of the Youhuang Mountains is to the west of the Liuyun Mountains, so naturally the Liuyun Sword Sect is the most suitable."
Xu Xingcang looked at the official for a long time, and then said slowly: "What realm do you want?"
The official smiled slightly and said: "The Youhuang Mountains carry the Styx River. Of course, the higher the better."
Xu Xingcang didn't say anything else. He pulled out his sword with a loud sound, turned around and walked towards the clouds and mist.
"My lord, please go down the mountain and wait for a while."
"good."
