The Snow and the Moon in the Wind: The Lights Dim and the Way Back

Chapter 1

Autumn and September of the third year of Mingde

A comet strikes the night.

Outside Xueyue City
Abandoned Snow Mountain Temple
The lights are dark and the firewood is scarce.

at that time.

The vajra glaring in the temple, the mountain god lying on his side, the dim gold paint, and the dust all show that no one cares about it.

A long bench with a foot missing from the edge stands alone in front of the mountain god.

Suddenly, a man came singing loudly outside the door.

"Walk the sky with the sword,

Drinking knights.

Rivers and lakes no return,
There is no winner in life or death. "

Mo Qianshang pushed the door open and entered.

With a slight shake of his body, white snow fell from the thin white jacket.

Take a drink of the wine gourd with the right hand, and drink a sip of the spicy turbid wine, a warm feeling is already on the body while the wine is in the air.

"Snowy night with good wine, life is happy"

Enter the door.

See a bench, some unburned firewood, rejoice.

With a wave of his right hand, Huoyan flew out, and the raging fire rose above the firewood.

Mo Qianshang stepped forward and lightly kicked the legs of the stool, which was leaning against the temple's girder.

Jumping up, lying on the bench, life is happy and carefree.

Another sip of turbid wine entered the heart of sorrow.

"Life is like a dream for thirty thousand miles, I don't envy mandarin ducks or immortals"

Mo Qianshang, it has been ten days since he traveled to this world.

After the questioning at the restaurant yesterday, I just realized that this is a world of martial arts, and it is also a world of court.

There are many countries in this world, namely: Beili, Beimang, Nanjue, and the Buddhist kingdom of Khotan in the Western Regions.

Mo Qianshang's location at this moment is the hidden city in the south of Beili Kingdom: Xueyue City.

In this world, there are the Tang Sect in the middle of Shu, the Buddhist Shaolin School, the Zen Buddhist Kingdom in the Western Regions, and Wudang, Qingcheng and other sects.
These sects have their own ancient inheritance.

It is said that Shaolin Bodhidharma is still alive today, Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang traveled to Taixu, and there is a sword fairy in Qingcheng Mountain. These legendary figures have never disappeared in history.

Martial arts are prosperous in this world, and the strong are like clouds, who can split mountains and break mountains at the slightest level, and split rivers and seas at the most serious level.

In addition, martial arts in the world are divided into nine ranks, and the first rank also has four realms.

They are: Vajra Ordinary Realm, Free Land Realm, Happy Heaven Realm and Immortal Travel Mysterious Realm.

Mo Qianshang, a man who traveled through time by accident.

In his only memory, he only knows that he has good martial arts, and the two swords behind him are also a pair of ancient love swords.

At the same time, he has only one goal: to pursue the ultimate swordsmanship and reach the top of the world.

With a "bang dang", the wind and snow outside the door were blowing, and the bone-piercing wind hit.

Mo Qianshang didn't notice it, he took a sip of the dirty wine to rejoice, and his heart flushed.

outside.

The moon falls, the sky is full of frost, and the snowy night flies for eight hundred miles.

After drinking to his heart's content, Mo Qianshang was already drunk.

crooked, crumbling.

His figure was crooked, and he fell down leisurely.

Just as he was about to touch the ground, he slapped his right hand, turned over and rolled up Ling Yunfeng.

Stepping on the main beam, the whole body dissipates like haze.

When we met again, it was outside the door in the snow.

With a branch in his hand and a unparalleled sword, he intends to dance with swords in the snow.

The snow flowers are blooming, the stars are shining, like a dragon swimming in the wind, and like a turbid fairy in the world.

"Zongma Jianghu Dao is free in this life, a hero does not bow to a beauty, his pride is higher than the sky.

A cold and proud body, made by heaven and earth, swords and demons are frightened, and there are few men who are righteous.

Holding the bloody sword in the setting sun and the cold moon frosting knife in your hand, you can see all the mountains and small mountains at a glance.The boy walked around the world.

Holding the bloody sword in the setting sun and the cold moon frosting knife in your hand, you can see all the mountains and small mountains at a glance.Boy, let's go around the world! "

He chanted "Xia Ke Xing Xing" in his mouth, and his arrogance soared to the sky.

Frost and sword intent soared into the sky, and the sky was full of wind and snow like a dragon swimming.

At this moment, heaven and earth sing for it and dance with it.

ten miles away.

A young man in a white robe, with a sword at his side, walks in the dark.

Suddenly, the long sword chanted and sang, and he was surprised.

Looking around, I saw a vision of wind and snow in the ruined temple, and I knew that there were sword masters dancing here tonight.

I am very happy in my heart.

Ask to find the sword fairy, and the sword will come out of the fairy road.

The young man's trip was to return to Xueyue City, and this time she returned with the sword, she has reached the first rank in the world.

Seeing such a master at this moment, how can he hold back.

So he took a deep leap, and in a short while, he had already jumped to the wall of the mountain temple.

Enter the eye.

A young man with two swords on his back is dancing with the sky and the earth in the snow with a branch in his hand.

The powerful sword energy kept the wind and snow from touching him.

The branch in his hand made the sound of a long sword breaking through the air, drinking a sip of fine wine from time to time, and reciting heroic poems.

The heroic spirit soars to the sky, like a descendant immortal descending into the world.

This was the first time the boy saw him, and also the first time he saw such a beautiful Fengxue sword.

Involuntarily froze in place.

At this time, the man had been sober after dancing sword for a long time.

Sensing the unexpected visitor, the branch turns to the hexagram, and all the ice crystals and snowflakes in the sky condense into the Weiyang flower in the void.

Weiyang flowers into a mountain temple, and flings her right hand into the night sky.

The ice-blue Weiyang flowers burst in the sky, and countless tiny Weiyang flowers bloomed.

Appreciating the beautiful scenery, the young man stretched out his snow-white wrist, and a Weiyang flower was in his hands.

When he came back to his senses, the man had already turned around and walked towards the temple.

"Wait a minute"

A rough male voice blurted out.

The man froze and tilted his head slightly.

"The snowy night is cold, if you have nowhere to go, you can come in and rest"

The young man jumped up and floated a few meters behind the man.

"I'm really sorry to disturb your Majesty's pleasure"

"No problem"

"I see Your Excellency dancing swords in the snow, and I am fascinated. I am not talented, but I want to pursue the sword with all my heart. Now I have a sword. I don't know if I can invite you to try it!"

Mo Qianshang turned around.

I saw the boy was about 14 years old, with a mask of black beard and black eyebrows, and wearing a white robe, obviously he was just out of the rivers and lakes.

After hesitating for a moment, he nodded slightly, and with a shot of his right hand, the tree branch started.

"please"

At this moment, the young man really saw the specific face of Mo Qianshang.

He has a handsome face and is about 17 years old. A blue ribbon is tied on his head, and his long hair is indescribably beautiful.

His left eye is ice blue, like a star, and there seems to be a crescent moon looming in his eyes.

But the right eye is covered by a ribbon, which spoils its overall beauty.

Although the young man didn't understand why he covered his right eye, but this is a private matter, so it's inconvenient to ask.

Seeing him fighting with a branch at this moment, he obviously looked down on him.

Slightly angry.

"Your Excellency, I have just realized that you and I are both of the first rank. Are you a bit overbearing to deal with it with branches?"

"It's okay, just use your sword"

The boy let out a low hum.

Draw the sword out, the cold light flashes, listen to the rain and start, the wind and snow stop suddenly.

"Under the apocalypse, Li Hanyi, in his hand is the sword Tingyu of Fengya's four swords. Today there is a sword called: Moon Evening Flower Morning. Your Excellency, please try the sword."

Gently waved the Ting Yu sword in his hand, the sword intent soared into the sky and snowflakes fluttered.

Countless snowflakes are drawn by it, forming a vortex all over the sky, ice crystals flicker, and the moonlit night looks like a sky full of stars.

This feeling and this scene are not inferior to Mo Qianshang's sword dance just now.

However, Mo Qianshang remained calm.

"That's right, this sword has the artistic conception of flowers, and also the artistic conception of snow.

At such a young age, you have already realized this kind of sword intent. In the future, the strong in the world should have your place. "

Seeing that he still refused to draw his sword, Li Hanyi's eyes flashed coldly, and he struck out with the sword.

The wind and snow came suddenly, and the cold wind howled.

Seeing the vortex rushing towards his face with boundless sword intent, Mo Qianshang stabbed the branch forward.

This sword is ordinary, but it instantly defeated Li Hanyi's Yue Xi Hua Chen.

The wind and snow drifted away again, wrapping the two of them in thin plain clothes.

Mo Qianshang turned around and walked towards the temple, leaving Li Hanyi stunned in place.

After a while.

Li Hanyi regained consciousness and came to the temple.

Mo Qianshang had already leaned against the beam and closed his eyes, beside the fire.

"You find a place to rest by yourself, don't be restrained."

At this moment, Li Hanyi already understood that Mo Qianshang was extraordinary, and his strength might not be as simple as Yipin.

After hesitating for a moment, he came to the only remaining wooden bench.

sit down.

After a while, Li Hanyi spoke.

"Your Excellency, Li Hanyi, is from Tianqi City. I don't know what your name is?"

"Mo Qianshang"

"My surname is Mo? As far as I know, there is no family with the surname Mo in Beili."

"An ordinary person without a deep background"

"I see how powerful Mr. Mo is. I don't know if there is a purpose for this trip?"

Mo Qianshang opened his eyes.

Li Hanyi's words touched his heart.

After so many days, he didn't know where he should go.

"Everywhere in the world can be home."

Li Hanyi was delighted when he heard this.

Although these words are bold, it also shows that this person has nowhere to go.

The purpose of my return to Xueyue City this time is to pursue the ultimate in swordsmanship.

If this person can go together, I can ask him for advice at any time.

Thinking of this, Li Hanyi blurted out.

"Mr. Mo, Xueyue City is sixty miles ahead. I wonder if I would like to go together?"

Think for a moment.

Mo Qianshang murmured.

"Can"

Li Hanyi was overjoyed.

"Then tomorrow at dawn, let's set off together"

Mo Qianshang nodded slowly and closed his eyes.

Seeing this, Li Hanyi noticed that Mo Qianshang's personality was relatively cold, so he didn't care.

Lie back on the bench and close your eyes.

The sound of crackling and burning sounded from time to time in this dilapidated mountain temple.

In the flickering and extinguishing of the fire, a legend will start to be written from here.

. . .

How many years have I walked alone, I am used to watching the light of the knife illuminate the dark night
How does the chivalrous demon heart distinguish that a dream is only a moment at the flick of a finger
The setting sun in the yellow sand is like blood How many souls die here

Who will end this success or failure?
　Single heroine.

　　The timeline is between the young white horse drunk spring breeze and the young song line.

　　All original plots follow the story of Li Hanyi.

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(End of this chapter)