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

Chapter 53: If You Like It, Say It

The wind blows, the peach blossoms fall like red rain, the roses shed tears and lovesickness, the gentleman's autumn orchids are clean and elegant, and the cuckoos cry and the blood geese return.

The fragrance of flowers, the petals fluttering in the wind.

Under the guidance of the wind, they gathered towards the mountain.

Wang and his party were slightly taken aback, and grabbed a peach blossom.

"Girl in Hanyi, isn't this move your Moonlight Flower Morning? Is it so scary?"

Li Hanyi nodded, and stretched out his hand to grab a Clivia.

"It seems that Qianshang's sword has become stronger again."

Let go.

Clivia flew up again and headed towards Wutong Garden.

now.

When Zhao Yuzhen saw the rain of flowers all over the sky, his face was extremely solemn.

He found that he had been in Qingcheng Mountain for more than ten years, but he was still inferior to Mo Qianshang.

Even if he has [-]% Dao Yun, it seems that he can't do what Mo Qianshang does.

It was just a single strike, but it caused the flowers within tens of kilometers to echo each other.

But at this moment, he is also unable to get off.

The mahogany sword stood in front of him.

"Immeasurable Sword Formation! Get up!"

When the sword formation rises, the sword energy is born, people are the eyes of the formation, thousands of swords are the front, three is the order, and nine is the extreme number!

The first circle, twelve handles.

The second round, 36 handles!

The third round, one hundred and eight handles!

……

Ninth circle, 23 six handles

"Infinite sword, infinite calamity, those who enter this calamity, life after life, will never recover!"

"Destroy"

The immeasurable sword will never be restored, like rain falling, like the sky collapsing.

The vastness, the infinity!

Of course.

So what?

The corners of Mo Qianshang's mouth raised, because this piece of sky has already become a sea of ​​flowers.

Colorful, colorful, all kinds of words can no longer describe the beauty of flowers, nor can they describe the splendor of flowers.

The fragrance of flowers invades the heart, and the sea of ​​flowers swirls.

"The moon and stars are bright and dark, the sunset is drunk, the flowers are blooming in spring, and the morning sun is clear! On this beautiful day, even if it is beyond redemption, so what?"

Sword out!

Flower Riot, petals, leaves, stems, fragrance.

Flying out slowly, facing the boundless sword array.

When one flower dies, tens of thousands fly out.

When one flower is destroyed, one sword disappears.

And the flowers seem to never decrease, and never increase.

The sound of sword qi tearing was continuous.

The swords beside Zhao Yuzhen became less and less.

He persisted for a long time, but there were still so many flowers.

After some time, he threw out his last sword, the mahogany sword.

The sword drew a trajectory, and the flowers along the way were wiped out and stuck on the ground.

Then, he was overwhelmed by flowers, but the flowers did not hurt him.

Perhaps, as Mo Qianshang said, he just wanted Zhao Yuzhen to see the beauty of this beautiful day.

So, he relaxed himself and indulged in the sea of ​​flowers!

"Peach Blossoms! Peaches! So Beautiful"

He couldn't forget the beauty of this sword!
until.

"Bang", a big foot kicked him in the face.

Flowers, it is true that they will not hurt him, but Mo Qianshang did not say no.

With this kick, Mo Qianshang felt inexplicably relieved, as if no one could take away his things, he couldn't help humming an unknown tune.

He smiled brightly and walked towards the door, his goal was achieved.

Zhao Yu was really sad because his face was swollen, and his handsome face was slightly deformed now.

he is very angry.

Because Mo Qianshang's strikes were really ruthless, his teeth seemed to have fallen out.

Seeing Mo Qianshang turn around, Zhao Yuzhen snorted coldly and pointed with his right hand!

"Swordsmanship!"

The Taomu sword groaned softly, but Zhao Yuzhen's target was Mo Qianshang's sword. As long as his sword lost control, Zhao Yuzhen was sure to win the round and give him a hard kick in the face.

However, he miscalculated again.

Because, Mo Qianshang's sword is a sword with spirit.

The number one sword book, the sword with spirit, has already recognized its owner, so how could it be easily controlled by others?

If Mo Qianshang held a weak spirit sword like Tingyu, maybe Zhao Yu could really succeed.

Unfortunately, no if.

So, Zhao Yuzhen rushed over and pulled out the mahogany sword on the ground in a flash of light.

Got stuck!

His chic turning around was blocked!
Then, the big foot kicked out again
"Flop", Zhao Yuzhen fell to the ground again.

He has a big footprint on his ass.

It's not very harmful, it's extremely insulting!
Mo Qianshang smiled mischievously and proudly.

"Sword control? Sneak attack? Didn't expect it! My sword is not something that ordinary people can control!"

For another kick, which made him even happier.

Whistling, he left Wutong Garden.

After he left.

Lu Suzhen opened the door and walked in.

Seeing Zhao Yuzhen on the ground with a gloomy and dejected face, he said calmly.

"Losing?"

Zhao Yuzhen nodded helplessly,
"Master, his sword is really strong."

"Now, do you know that there are heaven and man outside the sky, and there are people outside the sky? Are you still acting like a fool all day long?"

Zhao Yuzhen rolled his eyes and asked curiously.

"Master, who is he?"

"His name is Mo Qianshang, a man who redefines the sword fairy."

Yunyading

When the sword ended, the girl had already stood up.

This time, she gained a lot.

She absorbed the sword fairy post, and watched Mo Qianshang's sword dance specially for her. These are things that are difficult for ordinary people to obtain, but they were handed over to her.

But she didn't absorb it so quickly like Mo Qianshang, so these have always been deposited deep in her heart.

And this time enlightenment is a process of reorganization and re-comprehension. With this time, her path to sword immortality will be unimpeded.

She looked in the direction of Wutong Garden, she faintly felt that the battle there had something to do with her, but it didn't seem to have anything to do with it.

She was a little confused.

She misses Mo Qianshang a little bit.

So she called out softly,
"Thousands of Sorrows"

then.

The boy appeared.

The boy was a little anxious. He was afraid that the girl would wait too long, so he didn't care about enjoying the two pleasures. He picked up the secret technique and rushed over here.

Hearing the girl's call, he immediately appeared in front of her.

"I am here"

These two words are very simple, but they are timely and make the girl feel at ease.

The girl smiled, and the person she wanted to see appeared,
"where did you go?"

The boy smiled slightly, took the initiative to pull up the girl Rou Mi, hummed a song, and walked down the mountain.

"I just got into a fight, kicked, kicked and walked away laughing."

An understatement, but anyone who knows the inside story understands how difficult it is.

"with who?"

"The youngest celestial master in Mount Qingcheng, Zhao Yuzhen."

The girl froze for a moment, she had heard of this name before, because it was so resounding.

The immortal descended to earth, and it was this person he was talking about.

"You won?"

The young man laughed,
"Of course! I'm Mo Qianshang!"

Seeing his proud look, the girl snorted coldly.

"Don't be complacent! I can do it too! Next time I'll beat him too"

The corner of the boy's mouth twitched, with a helpless expression on his face,
"It's better than that? Or? Just hit me?"

The girl dismissed it with a smile on her lips.

"You are too weak! I don't even need a sword to beat you!"

The young man looked embarrassed, but he was speechless.

Behind.

"Brother Mo! Are you leaving?"

Xuanling came down from the mountain carrying a tea bag.

The boy waved goodbye,

"The tea was drunk, and people watched it. There was also a fight, so we won't stay."

Panting, Xuanling came to the two of them and handed them tea bags.

"Brother Mo! Aren't you going to Tianqi to see the parents of the girl in Hanyi? This is a gift we prepared for you, please don't refuse."

The young man thought about it, took the tea bag, smiled slightly, and patted Xuanling on the shoulder.

"When you're free, remember to visit me at Tianqi with a group of brothers!"

Xuanling's eyes were reddish, he didn't know when the next time we would see each other again,
"I will! Brother Mo, go all the way!"

Mo Qianshang laughed, and patted him heavily on the shoulder.

"Why are you crying! The children of the rivers and lakes will meet each other if they are destined! Where are the brothers?"

"Eldest brother said he won't see you off. He doesn't want to cry!"

Mo Qianshang was taken aback for a moment, then smiled.

"Okay! Not seeing you is not parting. This is also an attitude in life. Say hello to him for me!"

"Okay! Goodbye, Brother Mo!"

The boys and girls turned around, waved their hands, and set off down the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain.

Suddenly there was a loud shout from the mountain.

"Mount Qingcheng sends off Young Hero Mo!"

The boys and girls turned their heads.

On the mountain, countless Taoist priests are saluting to them.

The leader is an old man in purple robe.

It is the land fairy Lu Suzhen.

The boy froze for a moment, waved his hand, and turned around.

The girl wondered,
"Qian Shang, why did they salute you?"

The boy thought for a moment and nodded.

"Maybe I discovered that I'm a bit handsome!"

Laughing and leaving, cause and effect have been inherited, no regrets, no complaints even if you die.

On the mountain.

Wang and his entourage knelt at the gate of the Patriarch Hall with a package on their backs.

Lu Suzhen walked in from the door, seeing this, she sighed slightly.

"Decided?"

"Ok!"

"No regrets?"

"I didn't have a chance at all, so how can I regret it?"

"Planning to find your Chen Feiyao?"

"Yes"

Lu Suzhen turned around and waved helplessly.

"Go, go, can't stay, can't stay, can't stay!"

"Master, forgive my disciple Wang and his party for being unfilial. I can't serve you in this life! If there is another life, I will make a grass ring to repay the kindness of nurturing!"

One kneel and three knocks!Kneel three times and knock nine times!The sound of slate, bursts of determination.

Get up and head out of the mountain.

After this farewell, he will be Wang and his party, and will no longer be the elder brother of Mount Qingcheng.

A teardrop fell from the corner of his eye.

It also slipped from the corner of the eyes of the purple-robed old man.

Silent sigh, telling the parting.

Wang and his party stepped down the mountain and looked back at the mountainside.

"Drink my Qingcheng water, look at my Qingcheng moon, go down this Qingcheng road, and go down to the soul of Qingcheng under the moon. Qingcheng Mountain, goodbye"

Turn around and leave.

He was still that boy back then.

Suddenly, a lazy voice reached his ears.

"Brother! What are you doing? I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Enter the eye.

Chubby Xuanling, with a big burden on his back, was bored at the foot of the mountain.

"Xuanling, why don't you?"

"You used to go down the mountain with me, but this time you want to be alone? Without me, will Miss Chen Feiyao meet you?"

Wang Xingxing smiled and understood.

"Okay! Then it's the same old routine this time. You pretend to cry to attract her attention, and I'll ask her if the girl was ever married?"

Xuan Ling rolled his eyes and shook his head.

"Elder brother! It's been so many years, and you're still doing the same thing! Do you still want to be beaten, and then she says you're a hooligan?"

Wang and his party were stunned for a moment.
"Then tell me, what should I do?"

Xuanling chuckled, and suddenly shouted.

"You have to say, girl, I like you! Do you understand? If you like it, you have to say it boldly!"

Wang and his party froze for a moment, then laughed calmly,

"Okay, I'll listen to you! This time, I will say: girl, I like you!"

"Hahahaha!"

On the mountain.

Lu Suzhen smiled slightly, as if he saw the boy from before.

"One line, this is your junior brother, Zhao Yuzhen. You must protect him in the future."

"Master, don't worry, I am a senior brother, and I will treat him like my own brother."

Lu Suzhen closed her eyes, tears dripping down slowly.

"One line, you did it."

The boy went to Tianqi and passed by Qingcheng.Qingcheng Mountain is so high and far away that it is not as good as a human being.

(End of this chapter)