There are gaps in the road

On the ice sheet in the extreme north, natural treasures such as ice lotus can be bred, and other things can naturally be bred.

It's just that this kind of magic weapon is mostly collected by wealthy families.

In everything that is born, there are gains and losses.

It's just that the gains and losses are not determined by people, but by God.

The so-called man will conquer the sky, perhaps it means taking away the gains and losses of the world and turning them into their own gains and losses.

Ye Chuxiao didn't take the handkerchief, and wiped her face with her sleeve: "I misunderstood, it's just a little dew here."

The girl took back the handkerchief in her hand in a daze, then looked left and right, then found a place that looked pretty good, set up some utensils in the air, and began to paint.

Ye Chuxiao didn't pay much attention to the girl, she turned her face away and continued to observe.

Seeing sentient beings is a different kind of accumulation, and Ye Chuxiao didn't know whether there would be time and opportunity to come back after leaving this time, so he simply watched it all at once.

Time passed quietly.

There seems to be no difference between now and then.

But for Ye Chuxiao, he seemed to have gone through thousands of reincarnations in the lapse of time.

Looking at other people's past, and then looking directly at the last glimpse of their soul, even though they are bystanders, they often feel the same.

"Which... have you seen 'Bei Qiuye'?" She was still the girl from before, and she approached Ye Chuxiao in a low voice.

Ye Chuxiao nodded: "I've seen it before. It's a little to the northwest, near the ribbon-shaped aurora. You can look for it."

"Oh! Good! Thank you!"

"I plan to use a total of twelve paintings to collect and organize Bei Qiuye's life."

"She is the first female sword god in records. She used the 'Thousand Threads Encircling the Lamp Sword Technique' during her lifetime. She was once invincible all over the world. However, there are not many specific stories about her that have been handed down. Even her Because no one can get the true form, the swordsmanship is divided into many kinds of swordsmanship, which is far below the standard."

"Because of this, some people think that she is not worthy of the title of sword god, and that she is just over-hyped. I just want to use my painting to present the past of a female sword god, and give her justice." The girl thought to herself Said aside.

Ye Chuxiao listened but did not reply.

In his opinion, Bei Qiuye's life, even though it has been a little turbulent, can still be regarded as Chen Shan.

She lost her relatives when she was young, but unexpectedly learned from a master, became famous when she was young, and was sought after by famous heroes in the world. She is one of the most prestigious heroines. At this stage, Bei Qiuye is actually a well-known family like ordinary people. She has a beautiful appearance and some cultivation. But there is not much difference between how advanced female cultivators are, and they are often the confidante who are "destined" by some so-called young heroes of the quack, and the medals of meritorious service of some so-called high-ranking men.

The real turning point of her fate came at the age of 38, when her husband died in a duel with a demon cultivator, and her two sons and one daughter also died tragically due to conspiracy. Heroes, this battle lasts for 50 years.

50 years later, Bei Qiuye has long been a strong man with the ultimate artistic conception, and his swordsmanship is even more superb. At that time, in terms of swordsmanship in the world, no one could match him.

It's a pity that after a hundred years, they are still dead.

"Thousands of wire around the silver lamp, the name sounds beautiful, but her swordsmanship is not beautiful at all."

"Eternal and eternal, this hatred is endless, this is the true meaning of her swordsmanship, without the endless hatred and resentment that seems to be entwined with endless silk threads, there is no need to use this silver lamp with thousands of threads The true power of swordsmanship."

"This is normal. Techniques are only the carrier of the mind and will after all. It's just that some great masters have a broad mind and the means they create can carry more people's thoughts." Ye Chuxiao said.

Being in the aurora and seeing a lot of so-called turbulent life, Ye Chuxiao has already calmed down.

Those who seem to have lost their infinite brilliance in the past few decades are often as small as a grain of sand in the long river of history.

The length of time and the breadth of space, sometimes it is true that people's so-called persistence will be severely hit.

"Only by overriding the narrow time and not being recorded in such a place, is the real hero." Ye Chuxiao said with emotion.

The girl half-understood what she heard, and showed a polite smile at Ye Chuxiao, and then went to look for Bei Qiuye on her own.

Seeing the back of the other party leaving, Ye Chuxiao let out a laugh, and couldn't help shaking her head, lamenting her hypocrisy.

"Thinking that I am immovable, but in fact, this kind of self-confidence, isn't it a kind of wavering?"

"On the contrary, it's not as good as this girl's clear state of mind!" Ye Chuxiao restrained her mind, adjusted her state, and continued to observe.

A few days later, the girl seemed to have made a few paintings, but the expression on her face was not very satisfied.

After saying hello to Ye Chuxiao, he left the land of aurora.

From the beginning to the end, the two never exchanged names.

One month after the girl left, Ye Chuxiao already left intentionally.

There are still benefits to continuing to read, but the benefits are not much.

What he needs next is to digest, and then knead the broken "self" from what he saw. Only in this way can he "see himself" and break through to the state of wisdom.

A leaf carrying a young monk floated into the aurora.

He came here after Ye Chuxiao.

"Going?" The young man asked Ye Chuxiao.

Ye Chuxiao nodded, but did not reply.

"Let's go after a fight!" The young man casually showed a pair of holding swords, a set of flying swords and sword cases, a formation plate, and a talisman pen.

Obviously good at these four methods, how to fight depends entirely on the opponent Ye Chuxiao.

"You came here on purpose?" Ye Chuxiao asked.

The young man was taken aback, then shook his head and said, "No! It's just that I happened to meet you in this kind of place, and I haven't fought you before, so I think it's okay to fight."

Ye Chuxiao was taken aback by this answer, and then realized that this is the characteristic of Huangdoujie.

"You don't want to fight?" the young man asked in surprise.

"Fighting is fun. It seems that you have already passed the state of transformation. From the state of transformation to the state of wisdom, what you need is to refine your true self. There is nothing, it is easier to find your true self than in combat!" The young man said enthusiastically.

Ye Chuxiao said: "Okay!"

Then he glanced at the weapons and utensils that were slapped away in front of the young man: "Use whatever you want, I won't hold back."

The young man smiled and said, "Exactly! I won't either!"

After finishing speaking, he took off the two swords first, and slashed over like a gust of wind.

The man and the sword completely turned into an arc, like a shooting star across the sky.

The long sword pierced into the air, and a trace of sword energy exploded the space, making dull explosions one after another.

A series of sonic booms were transmitted to Ye Chuxiao before the sword energy, before the sword light, and before the long sword itself.

"The swordsmanship is good!" Ye Chuxiao handed out a comment.

Such tone and attitude are inexplicably annoying.

The youth's emotions were aroused, and the sword energy became even more intense as a result.

Ye Chuxiao's body flew back flatly, as if a wave was rising and rising again. When he retreated to a certain level, his body suddenly counterattacked forward faster.

Facing the youth's lightning-like sword, Ye Chuxiao's body flew up naturally, and Yuanyang Baodao turned into a gradually rising curve in mid-air, flying in the air.

At this time, both of them drew arcs, one threw upwards, and the other sank.

But they meet again in this place where the aurora is particularly splendid.

The only ones around watching the battle are those remnants who have long since died, leaving only incomplete memories, which are played in a loop here.

The knife and the sword faced each other up and down, the cold light flickered, and Ye Chuxiao's eyes were as calm as water.

The strength transmitted from the pair of swords made him somewhat understand the young man's background.

He is a cultivator of transformation, but his accumulation is far less profound than his.

If he intends to overpower others, he can end the battle within three strokes.

However, it is interesting to fight this young man. At least it can help Ye Chuxiao get familiar with the fighting style and rhythm of this world.

Obviously, this young man also realized that he was not as good as Ye Chuxiao in terms of accumulation, but not only did he not back down, but his fighting spirit became more and more high.

The two swords were swung, but two sets of different sword techniques were used together.

The two sword techniques are interlocking with each other, forming a more complete whole.

"Good guy, this is the jade girl Suxin swordsmanship?" Ye Chuxiao thought to himself, but his subordinates kept on doing it. The master of the sword mastered the nine moves, especially the wind and snow moves, which were like an antelope's horns, leaving no trace at all.

Often a knife that seems ordinary, but happens to hit the most critical point of relief, forcing the young man to turn around and retreat.

The two disassembled dozens of moves, Ye Chuxiao did not use all his strength, but the young man only used the means of close combat of martial arts.

"My name is 'Guan Ao', and people in the Jianghu call it 'Xiao Donghou'." The young man took two steps back and finally declared himself a family.

He said that people in the Jianghu called him Xiao Donghou because there was once a sword master, Donghou, who was good at wielding two swords and was also surnamed Guan.

"Xiao Ye!" Ye Chuxiao's trumpet opened his mouth and came.

Walking around the rivers and lakes, using a trumpet, does this need to be said?
There are so many ways to cast curses and Gus these days, and Ye Chuxiao can't tell whether there is anyone who can cast curses directly by name so that it is good to guard against it.

"Your sword skills are very good. Among the people I have met, Lu Tengfei is the only one who has the same level as you." Guan Ao said.

Ye Chuxiao stood on the spot with a long knife, and concluded: "He is not as good as me!"

Guan Ao is right in saying that fighting is a kind of practice that forces people to be extremely focused.

If Ye Chuxiao has a lot of time to squander, there are many ways and means for him to break through the wisdom realm, but if the time is limited, then the only way to steal the secrets is the most suitable way.

Therefore, it is quite necessary to have an arrogant and war-provoking character.

At least if his words got out, the Lu Tengfei Guan Ao was talking about would definitely come to him for a fight.

"If you beat me, I will think he is inferior to you!"

"This time, I'm going to change my tactics!" After Guan Ao said, although he still held two swords in both hands, he swayed, and two energy arms appeared behind him.

These two energy arms, holding a talisman pen in one hand, quickly draw talismans in the air, and holding a formation disk in the other, they have already begun to form the formation.

Ye Chuxiao is also multi-disciplinary, but at this moment, she didn't think about using the same complicated method to deal with it.

Instead, he is more 'pure'.

Among the sword master's nine moves, the other moves are temporarily abandoned, and only the 'snow' method is used to deal with it.

This is the style Ye Chuxiao understands the most, and it is also the sword technique that Ye Chuxiao has refined himself the most.

When the light of the knife splashed down, Ye Chuxiao saw his own shadow in the snow-coloured icy light that shattered like a reflection.

The sword energy shattered, the formation and the talisman light dispersed, Ye Chuxiao cut repeatedly with only one knife, but made Guan Ao retreat steadily, unable to resist at all.

With the last cut, Guan Ao was shaken out of the area covered by the aurora, and the two swords dropped from his hands and flew into the sky.

"Yes... I lost!" Guan Ao looked at his hands in disbelief.

Ye Chuxiao said coldly: "Little Donghou, are you?"

Guan Ao was dejected: "No!"

After saying that, he was so ashamed and indignant that he turned into a streamer and drove away with the magic weapon.

"Is this gone?"

"I'm not done yet!" Ye Chuxiao said.

"You've cut off the face of a person, what else can he do if he doesn't leave?"

"I guess he would rather be killed by you! It's better than you ask him." The girl's voice sounded from the side.

It was the girl I met before who came here to paint Bei Qiuye.

"I did it out of good intentions."

"He said he wanted to find himself in the battle, but he called himself a 'Little Donghou' and was complacent. How can he find himself?" Ye Chuxiao said.

The girl said: "If you win, it makes sense."

"By the way! I didn't say hello last time. My name is Wen Tingting, and I'm from Wenjiashan City."

"Xiao Ye!" Ye Chuxiao said.

"Xiao Ye! I have never heard of this name...but it will soon become famous in the world."

"Guan Ao is a very small person. You have a natural treasure, and he will definitely tell the world for you. Why don't you go to Wenjiashan City with me to take refuge." The girl Wen Tingting said.

Ye Chuxiao smiled and said, "Guess why I let him go?"

Hearing this, the girl wrinkled her pretty little nose: "Oh! So that's how it is. You are so cunning. You deliberately let him make your name famous and attract people to challenge you."

"That's right, but I'm afraid it's too troublesome."

"So, Wenjiashan City... Do I still have a chance to go?" Ye Chuxiao asked the girl.

The girl had been in contact with him for a while, and she had seen the ice lotus at his feet long ago, but he didn't wait to attack afterwards.

In any case, at least it shows that the girl is worthy of some trust.

"You want to set up a arena in our Wenjiashan City?" the girl asked.

Ye Chuxiao said: "This is also good for you, isn't it?"

Wen Tingting said: "It seems that you planned it early in the morning. Your heart is really dirty. I regret inviting you!"

Ye Chuxiao said: "But the words that are spoken are the water that is poured out."

"You shouldn't regret it!"

Wen Tingting said: "Of course not, but I, the people of Wenjiashan City, want to challenge you, you can't refuse."

Ye Chuxiao smiled and said, "I can't ask for it!"

Together, the two pulled out two brilliant auroras, one in front and the other in the back, piercing the sky, crossing the majestic extreme northern mountain, passing through the border town, and heading straight for the hinterland of the Central Plains.

Keep going south and the air gets warmer.

And the energies that filled the world were no longer just a sharp and decisive chill, but began to become multifarious, and more intense and abundant.

Without such a rich and abundant energy environment of heaven and earth, even if the rules are different, it is difficult for monks to complete the path of practice that would take hundreds of years for monks in other worlds to complete in just a few decades.