That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 491: Xia Chan Xianjian Meets Again

In the blink of an eye, at dusk when the sun was setting, a well-dressed nobleman, without a horse or servants, was walking alone with a large box on his back, with white hair, snow-white, even Cleaner than the white hair of many ancient and rare old people, no matter how you look at it, it is incompatible with this environment.

He walked among the streets and alleys of Danxia Village, which naturally attracted the attention of many people, and soon some unscrupulous people came to find out his details.

This can be regarded as an unwritten rule in Danxia Village. When foreigners come to Danxia Village, they must pay respect to the local snakes. It is a bit similar to the wharf worship in Jiangdu. Being asked for trouble and bad luck, most people would not go head-to-head with these local snakes when they go out, and they would treat it as a way to avoid disaster if they gave them some money.Of course, if the identities are too prominent, that’s another matter. For example, the group of Xiao Zhinan, Duan Muyu, and Li Yanliang last time, not only had an extraordinary bearing, but they were either rich or expensive at first glance, and they were also numerous and powerful, which naturally made people daunted. , but at this time Xu Beiyou was alone, he didn't even have a horse, and he had to carry the box by himself, which made people think.

In a slightly remote alley, a strong man with dragons and tigers on his upper body blocked Xu Beiyou's way out, and another skinny man full of ruffian stopped Xu Beiyou's retreat way, and the two were gloomy His eyes wandered up and down Xu Beiyou's body, as if he was calculating how many layers of skin he could peel off this fat sheep.

Xu Beiyou stopped in his tracks, thinking of a poem, "Young and small leave home and the elders return, but the local accent remains unchanged. Children meet each other and ask each other where they come from with a smile."

After all, he had been hanging out here for ten years, but after being away from home for two years, he would be "found out".

Xu Beiyou suddenly didn't want to continue watching, because it was a bit boring and the taste was exhausted. Instead of tasting all the last lingering charm of this place, it's better to keep some good thoughts.

Xu Beiyou looked up at the Huoshaoyun in the sky above his head, his eyes were full of red and yellow, extremely gorgeous.

The next moment, the sword box behind him opened with a bang, and a sword shot up into the sky, splitting the burning cloud in two, and then drew another arc, hovering in the sky.

Then, under the horrified eyes of the two, Xu Beiyou jumped up, landed on the sword, and disappeared in a flash.

The sword fairy walks with the sword.

The two looked at each other as if they were stupefied, and it took a long time before they came to their senses. Just now, the two of them wanted to find out the details of this sword fairy! ?
I really think my life is too long, but fortunately that sword fairy doesn't bother to care about small people like them.

Both of them had a feeling of being lucky to survive the catastrophe.

The sword went eastward, piercing through layers of clouds, and it lasted for a hundred miles. When the sword hovered again, Xu Beiyou stood with his hands behind his back and looked away.

At this time, there was a small village at his feet, which was very different from Danxia Village, which consisted of dozens of families.

Xu Beiyou's eyes were much softer, he exhaled lightly, and whispered, "Go home."

This small village is called Xiaofangzhai.

In the past hundred years, the Northwest has been a well-deserved place of hundreds of battles, and the fighting is extremely heavy, almost rising every year. Compared with Jiangnan, it seems to be two worlds.

In the northwest, Xiheyuan is the first-class Shura land, and there have been two major battles with more than 10 people, so the village system prevails here, and Danxia Village is one of the best, and so is the whole of Shanzhou. An important town, and Xiaofangzhai belongs to the kind that parents don't love or love, and it is even doubtful whether such a village is standard on the map of the Northwest Army.

But no matter how unbearable this small village is, it is the place where Xu Beiyou was born and raised.

After Xu Beiyou left Xiaofangzhai, he saw many people and things, and also saw many different scenery.

There is a gloomy and dark guard house that slaughters the whole family at every turn.

There is the Temple of Demon Suppression who wears green clothes and wants to do justice for the sky.

There is a Xuanjiao leader who is as indistinguishable from male and female as Avalokitesvara.

There is the Northeast Liao King who is full of gloomy and hostile.

There are three Lafayettes in Jiangdu, there is Xiao Bai, the crown prince of Qizhou, there is Li Qinglian who is tired and lazy, and there is Li Shentong who is big or small.

There is Zhang An, there is Song Guanguan, there is Jianqi Lingkongtang, there is Yu Kuang, there is Zhang Wubing, and there is Shangguan Qinghong.

There is the peerless and independent Wu Yu in white clothes, the soft-spoken little nun Zhiyun, and the Princess Highness Xiao Zhinan who is expected to be married.

Today, he has traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers, traveled thousands of miles, seen temples, rivers and lakes, and three religions, but this is the place where he started.

All landscapes start here.

Although Mr. said that he was not born in Xiaofangzhai, he has lived in Xiaofangzhai since he can remember. here.

Xu Beiyou's figure fell, and after landing, he retracted the sword he was guarding into the sword case.

I don't know if it was because of the timidity of being close to the hometown, Xu Beiyou didn't go back to Xiaofangzhai immediately, but went to a cliff not far from Xiaofangzhai.

The cliff remains the same, and the wind is still howling.

More than ten years ago, there was an old man with white hair sitting here, carrying a long wooden box wrapped in Shu brocade which is hard to find in small places.

There is also a young boy holding a Xia Chan that he just caught.

The old man and the child made a little deal here.

More than ten years later, the sword box is still there, and the hair is still full of white hair, but neither the old man nor the child is seen.

Because the child has grown up and inherited the mantle of the old man.

As for the old man, he is dead, what an immortal death, he is dead, beaten to death by others.

He could no longer live, and there was not even a corpse left.

Xu Beiyou stood on the cliff, took off the sword box behind his back, and stood by his side.

The perennial strong wind is still whistling, making his robes rattle.

Xu Beiyou didn't think he was a sentimental person, but at this moment he felt his nose was a little sour.

He raised his head, looked at the sunset slowly setting in the distance, and said softly to himself: "My name is Xu Beiyou, two people Xu, Bei from the north, You from You."

The strong wind blows, blowing away the words, and I don't know who to listen to.

After a long time, the setting sun finally sank completely into the ground, and the sky was dark, leaving only a dim light on the horizon.

Xu Beiyou, who had been standing here the whole time, was in a daze.

He misses Master a little bit.

That tall old man with a sword box on his back.

The old man who taught him how to practice swords, urged him to study, and took him all over the Northwest Great Wall.

In the past, Xu Beiyou's cultivation was superficial, even if he carried the sword box on his back, it was difficult to use it freely, but now that he has set foot in the realm of the earth fairy, he can command the sword box like an arm.

He took out something from the sword box, it was the frozen Xia Chan, the whole body was icy blue, and there were still some crystals on the wings of the cicada, still as vivid as before.

Xu Beiyou discovered this by accident after taking over the sword box from Zhang Xueyao.

Presumably Zhang Xueyao had sorted out the sword box once, and took away all the other relics of Gongsun Zhongmou, either as a memory, or made it into a tomb, leaving only this Xia Chan to Xu Beiyou.

Xu Beiyou carefully supported Xia Chan with his palm, never expecting that Master would leave it behind.

"A cicada?"

"It's a summer."

Xu Beiyou murmured to himself: "Weixue, the country's enemy, grows old first, and there is a sound of the fairy sword in the box at night. Master, please look at this sword of this disciple."

As soon as the words fell, the sword box trembled suddenly. First, wisps of cyan sword energy seeped out of the sword box, reflecting Xu Beiyou's face brightly, and then the sword box opened wide.

A sword is born, and the sky opens up.

On this day, Xu Beiyou Yuzhuxian came out of the sword box and stepped into the realm of the five-story building of the earth immortal.

(End of this chapter)