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

Chapter 69

北离
Apocalypse
[-]:[-] p.m.
After the boy left, the girl started her own practice of swordsmanship.

She is already extremely talented, and she is the appearance of a sword fairy in the world, but the young man is by her side, causing her to devote more energy to her ignorant first love.

The boy's departure this time also awakened her sword heart.

In her first battle, the target was the sects and families around Tianqi.

For example, the Spirit Sword Sect, the Beili Yueying Sword Guard family, and the Apocalypse Scholar Sword Deng family.

The Spirit Sword Sect is located on the Spirit Sword Mountain thirty miles outside Tianqi City.

The sword has a spirit, and the heart also has a spirit. This school mainly cultivates swordsmanship.

One sword is psychic, and the sword is dead.

This school, the spirit nourishes the sword, the master of killing, it is known that blood will be seen when the sword is drawn, and there is no trace when the sword is drawn.

His current head is in the Jianghu, known as the son of Lingxu, and he is in the realm of happiness.

During the Eight Kings Rebellion, Zeng Yijian led dozens of assassins.

He is a world-renowned strongman.

Today, at the foot of Lingjian Mountain, a masked man ushered in.

The mask is covered with cobwebs, making ghosts unpredictable.

Holding a sword with a turquoise scabbard in his hand, the man slowly went up the mountain.

Less than halfway up the mountain, four disciples guarding the mountain appeared.

All four of them had their swords unsheathed.

Because they only have one sword, if the sword comes out and the enemy is not dead, they lose.

"Who are you? Why are you here at Lingjian Mountain?"

The man's voice was slightly low and hoarse.

"Han Qian from Xueyue City came to ask about the sword!"

This person, of course, is Li Hanyi who came out to practice, aliased as Han Qian.

I don't know if Mo Qianshang will show a wry smile when he finds out, but the aliases of the two came to mind.

"Snow Moon City? Go back, you are not welcome here!"

The four disciples have also heard about Xueyue City, which has recently become the most famous city in the world, and the number one city in the world. However, it is not the top-ranked young man who came, and they will not be afraid.

Li Hanyi looked at the four of them coldly,
"What if I have to go up?"

"Then don't blame us for being rude!"

"Oh, I heard that the Spirit Sword Sect's raising swordsmanship is unique, I don't know how good you are!"

"You'll know if you try it!"

As soon as the sound fell, the four of them drew their swords.

Four sword auras, red, blue, yellow and green, strike quickly from four angles.

If it hits, the girl will definitely become a human pig.

The girl glanced at the scabbard. This was the first time she had drawn the sword. She was a little nervous. She was afraid that the sword would not recognize her.

Lifting the right hand lightly, the sword was unsheathed.

With a sigh of relief.

Seeing four streams of sword energy coming, she swung her sword.

She originally wanted to kill the sword qi before her, but the reality was beyond her expectation.

Because, the sword came out accompanied by a blizzard.

On the ground, a glacier fission sword qi drew forward,
She didn't need to cut that sword.

The fission of the glacier directly annihilated the four sword qi, and the blizzard directly knocked the four into the air.

And she just waved her hand.

The girl looked at the turquoise long sword in her hand in shock.

At this moment, she realized how powerful the sword in her hand was.

She already has the ultimate frost just by swinging the sword. If she pours her inner strength, she doesn't know what amazing performance she will have.

The girl looked at Mo Xie suspiciously,

'Why can't Qianshang feel so powerful when using it?Could it be that he and Mo Xie are not well matched? '

Shaking her head, she suddenly remembered a sentence the boy once said.

'The sword is a foreign object after all, and the way of the sword is the root.Controlling the sword with a man is the right way, but controlling a man with a sword is the end. '

"So, it's not that Qianshang doesn't match, it's that he didn't intend to rely on the advantage of the sword at all!"

The girl figured this out and suddenly realized.

Think for a moment.

She decided to be like a boy, not relying on the strength of the sword itself, but relying on herself.

She is someone who has defeated the Sword Immortal, and she also has her own pride!

Passing by four Spirit Sword Sect disciples, the girl stopped.

Cold and proud.

"Your sword, keep it for another ten years!"

"what!"

go ahead.

halfway up the mountain

Lingjian Mountain True Spirit Temple
A somewhat decadent man in yellow clothes was sitting beside a stone table, half lying down and pouring wine, bohemian.

The girl frowned slightly, she felt a dangerous aura from this man.

This person is special.

Not because he is good-looking, but because he has many swords.

Two swords are actually too many for a person, but this person has a total of seven swords, and he is not carrying it on his back, but hanging on his waist, so it is very nondescript.

Seeing someone coming, the man stopped drinking and took a look at the girl, especially her sword.

"You have a good sword"

The girl holds the scabbard sideways.

"You also have seven good swords."

"My swords are not as good as yours."

"On your mountain, all the swords combined are inferior to it"

The man froze for a moment and smiled.

"you're right."

The man stood up, put aside the sword on his body, and took out a handle.

"Since you are here to ask about the sword, don't talk nonsense, if you beat me, you can naturally go up."

The girl snorted coldly, the sword was slightly unsheathed, and the frosty air began to permeate.

"Snow Moon City Cold Thousands"

"Snow Moon City? Han Qian? A young man who just came out to practice? Luo Yu from the Spirit Sword School, please!"

The sound fell, and footsteps came.

One step and three moments, flowing clouds and flowing water.

The girl's footsteps were light, and she had pulled into the distance in a blink of an eye. The chill on the sword had already made Luo Yu tremble slightly.

"The paper falls into the clouds!"

The sword aura was soft and green, and the girl jumped up in the air, turned around gracefully, and slashed out a chilling sword aura.

An ice trail formed, heading straight towards Luo Yu.

Luo Yu's face was solemn, he held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and let out a low moan.

"Five years!"

Draw your sword!

The red light soared into the sky!
Cut out neatly.

The crimson and sharp red sword energy went towards the ice path!

The two swords were in a stalemate in the air for a moment!
Suddenly, the sword light flashed.

White light suddenly rose.

Luo Yu glanced at it, and his expression changed drastically in an instant.

"not good!"

The girl's sword suddenly appeared in front of Luo Yu, a sword fell, a cold light flashed, and a gully about a foot long appeared in an instant.

Luo Yu had already picked up the other six swords and rolled them aside magnificently.

Seeing the huge gully in place, sweat dripped from his forehead.

"Fortunately ran fast!"

The girl frowned as she looked at the sword that Luo Yu had randomly thrown on the ground.

"You don't want your sword anymore?"

Luo Yu drew out a long sword again, and put the rest aside.

laughed.

"No more. The sword is out, and the spirit is dead. Just keep another one!"

"You Spirit Sword Sect all use swords like this?"

"There is no way. Our Spirit Sword Sect's cultivation sword technique is known to only have the power of one blow. In order to make a few more strikes, we have to cultivate a few more swords. Even so, our swords are not something ordinary people can take."

The girl suddenly realized that she could only lament how big the world is, full of wonders.

"How many years have you kept that sword just now?"

"Five years!"

"What about this handle?"

"Eight years!"

"The highest years?"

"ten years!"

"So, you still have two swords?"

"Yes! After two sword strikes, if you don't die, you can continue to go up the mountain!"

The girl narrowed her eyes and smiled.

It's a pity that no one can see that beautiful smile.

"I'm looking forward to it! That thrill of death"

The girl waved her sword to her side, her sword intent was spreading, and a blue aura slowly rose.

Luo Yu suddenly changed,

"You turned out to be in the Unfettered Realm! Just now"

"It was just practice! Now, it's my real sword, this sword: Meteor Remembrance!"

Meteors streaked across the sky, and girls streaked across Lingjian Mountain.

This sword is very fast.

Meteor, naturally has the speed of a meteor, and this sword is her favorite sword, so she is very serious about this sword.

Mystery: Picking up flowers in the morning and evening.

This sword has only two movements.

In a flash, the body seemed to dissipate like misty smoke, and exploded, and the sword came to the front of the body in shock.

Luo Yu froze for a moment.

His sword had just been drawn.

Mo Xie had already arrived in front of him.

The noisy sword energy made his right hand tremble constantly.

However, there was nothing he could do.

Because, the sword, was at his throat.

Just less than a finger.

The cold frosty sword energy caused a thin layer of frost mist to appear on his face.

A girl's hoarse voice sounded.

"Sorry, I don't think you're a big threat. So save your last sword for me, and I'll taste it again ten years later!"

Take the sword.

Leave.

The girl walked past him, leaving behind Luo Yu with a wry smile.

"Is this treating me like a stepping stone?"

Shaking his head helplessly, he picked up the remaining five swords, and then picked up the flagon that fell on the ground, and resumed his bohemian nature.

"Hey, this Xueyue City, why are there always freaks?"

Following the girl's footsteps, she headed towards the top of the mountain.

There, there is the last sword.

The top of Lingjian Mountain.

Spirit Sword Pavilion.

Dozens of Spirit Sword Sect disciples stood bowed in a square.

Foremost.

A rigid and serious middle-aged man stuck three sticks of incense into the incense burner in front of the pavilion.

The man is serious and devout.

With a slight bow, a sword flew out from the Spirit Sword Pavilion.

The man caressed the blade lightly and sighed slightly.

"Yaoguang, it's been five years, I never thought I'd use you again."

At this time.

The girl stepped into the gate slowly, and when she saw the middle-aged man and the disciple of Lingjian Mountain, she bowed slightly.

"Senior Lingxuzi, Hanqian in Xueyue City, come to ask about the sword at Lingjian Mountain!"

Behind the man, a young boy bowed with a sword.

"Master, I'll go meet him!"

The man stretched out his hand to stop, sighing lightly.

"Luo Yu lost, what are you going to do? Rely on your half-year sword?"

The boy was slightly embarrassed, he was aggressive, so his sword couldn't hold it.

Luo Yu walked in from the side of the girl, saw a group of people here, and laughed.

"Everyone, you are here! What is this for? Waiting for me?"

Everyone was speechless, and the boy roared angrily.

"Brother, how could you lose?"

Luo Yu was slightly embarrassed, scratched his head,
"Xiao Lie, I don't even want to! He is really too powerful, and I can't help it."

While talking, Luo Yu came to Lingxuzi.

Put away the smile and look serious.

"Master, I didn't keep it."

"I told you to be unrestrained every day, but in the end you couldn't even hold a mountain! How can I trust you with the Spirit Sword Sect?"

Luo Yu nodded and said with emotion.

"How about leaving it to Xiaolie?"

Luo Lie exclaimed,

"Ah! Brother, you want to trick me again!"

Lingxuzi had a headache on his face, unable to do anything about this big apprentice.

"Back off, today's sword seems to have to be used!"

"Master, you even took out the Yaoguang? Are you going to kill him?"

"What do you know! He is not as simple as you think!"

Looking at the girl, Lingxuzi's face suddenly became serious.

"I am different from my unfilial man. My sword, you should be able to feel its threat to you"

Having said that, Lingxuzi continued to speak in a deep voice.

"You, do you still have to face it?"

As the sound came out, the murderous intent surged towards Li Hanyi.

He once killed dozens of people with one sword, so his sword can really kill people.

Although this sword has only been raised for five years, he is a son of Lingxu, destined to be different from others.

The girl trembled slightly, she could feel that the person in front of her was really murderous.

That slight trembling made her both terrified and excited.

Suddenly, she remembered a sentence,

"The heart of the sword has the moon, killing people in their sleep!"

She can also cultivate swordsmanship, she has a sword name: Jianxin Jue!

"Senior, I also have a sword, please wait a moment!"

Lingxuzi nodded.

The girl closed her eyes and stood there quietly, a sword gradually turned into her heart, and the sword energy spread slightly.

Everyone inexplicably felt a sword hanging in their hearts.

Lingxuzi was stunned and exclaimed.

"This is! The sword heart formula of the sword heart tomb! Who are you from King Li Su?"

At this moment, Li Hanyi recalled the previous scene in his mind.

"Han Yi, the sword heart formula uses the heart as the sword, and the power of the heart is the sword intent! The sword moves with the heart, and the heart moves at will. If the heart is not exhausted, the sword is also infinite."

"Grandpa, how do I swing the sword?"

"No, you just need to think about it, it is your third hand, an invisible hand!"

The girl sang softly,

"Mo Xie's three-foot light shines on the cold, try to look carefully with the lamp. And hang the empty room as a piano companion, you don't need to take it to kill Loulan"

Opening his eyes, Mo Xie resonated, and the sword heart trick started.

"The heart sword turns into a thousand!"

Mo Xie let out a sword groan, soared into the sky, and swooped down, turning a thousand swords into one sword.

Killing intent flashed in Lingxuzi's eyes, and the blood sword shot out instantly.

His sword was very fast, so fast that the lightning flashed, and he had already struck out.

His sword intent is also very strong, so strong that his blood is soaring into the sky.

With a loud noise, the sword and sword energy rubbed against each other in the air to create violent sparks, and a strong wind blew up.

The girl's eyes froze, and the Sword Heart Art reappeared.

"Half a moment of meditation, you will get the sword heart for a moment!"

With this help, Mo Xie instantly broke through the sword energy and swiped downward.

There was a sound of the sword breaking.

Mo Xie sheathed back.

The Yaoguang in Lingxuzi's hand broke suddenly.

The girl folded her hands,

"Assigned"

Lingxuzi caressed Yao Guang lightly, sighing inexplicably.

"Old man, you can really take a good rest now."

The girl hesitated,
"Sorry, if you want a sword, senior, I can send you a letter and ask Jianxinzhong to forge one for you. Or recast it for you."

Lingxuzi shook his head,
"No need. It's old and tired! I already know who you are, and I'm lucky to see Jian Xin for a moment today."

"Please don't blame seniors."

"During the Rebellion of the Eight Kings, I saw your mother destroying Xiaoyao with a sword, and I wanted to compete with her. I didn't expect that after so many years, I could fulfill this long-cherished wish. You go! Here, there is no sword you want gone."

The girl bowed slightly and was about to leave.

Suddenly, Mo Xie groaned softly.

The girl looked at the Spirit Sword Pavilion.

Through Jianxin, she felt that there seemed to be a very terrifying sword in the attic!
"Senior, there should be a sword inside, right?"

Lingxuzi froze for a moment, then nodded slightly.

"There is still one. But it is not something you can pick up."

"why?"

"It only kills half a step!"

The girl froze for a moment, bowed, turned around, and left.

Although she came to ask for the sword, she didn't come to ask for death. She really couldn't take that sword.

　Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a collection.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)