Fu Canglu

Chapter 398 Gusu Heavy Snow
Gu Jiu stared blankly at the three ancient swords that fell alternately in the heavy snow.

The brilliance burned out, and the three ancient swords were inserted into the snow.

A large pool of snow was splashed.

Ye Xiaolou looked at his teacher's wife who was not far in front of him.

The woman lowered her head slowly, her long hair was mixed with heavy snow and flew forward, covering her face with the curtain, and a very slight, very slight color flashed clearly in her eyes with scattered hair.

Ye Xiaolou didn't know what kind of color it meant.

Gu Jiu knelt down on the snow and smiled hoarsely.

The teardrops that slid down the cheeks splashed on the ground, and the heat curled up.

The man came over, also knelt on the snow, gently stretched out two hands, held Gu Jiu's cheeks, and wiped away the tears on her cheeks.

"Don't cry, my heart is about to break."

Across the whole life, he smashed the world, and finally entered the gate of hell with a sword, killing the sword master who dared not speak out due to countless taboos in the gate of ghosts.

Such a great cultivator who monopolized the limelight for 100 years after the fall of the Great Central Plains.

There is still such a tender and childish side.

Gu Jiu didn't speak, just kept crying.

Lord Sword Master's eyes were doting, and he rubbed her cheek tirelessly.

Ye Xiaolou stood up with some difficulty, staggering, the wound on his left arm didn't seem to be as painful as imagined.

He raised his head and found that the heavy snow in front of him, even if it fell on the tip of his hair, became blurred.

It is like a mirror where the virtual and the real are intertwined.

Ye Xiaolou stood in the mirror, dazed.

"I know"

"You will not break the contract"

In the heavy snow, the woman sobbed without saying a word.

The voice was choked and no longer pleasant to hear.

"I take off my human body and am willing to turn into a demon. I am waiting for you here."

"If you don't come in 100 years, I will wait for 200 years."

"I took off my demon body, turned into vegetation, and turned into heavy snow, and I will wait for you."

The woman couldn't help crying.

What she was waiting for was no longer that person.

That person must have had an accident.

Gu Jiu was waiting for the end of the story.

Can someone tell her that the person she is waiting for is not a heartless person.

That's it.

She waited.

The young sword master gently rubbed her head into his arms, and said in a harmonious voice, "You should have put me down a long time ago."

The woman in Lord Sword Master's arms raised her head, stared at the face of the man in front of her, her phoenix eyes were red, and she said in a trembling voice: "I want to show you the heavy snow outside the Western Region of North Gusu Road again."

Lord Sword Master hummed lightly: "Wherever you are going, I will accompany you."

Gu Jiu squeezed his sleeve tightly, and smiled happily like a naive little girl.

"But I don't want to unlock the illusion."

She smiled, her eyes turning red again.

"I'm afraid to untie the illusion again, so you go, and I won't be able to wait for you."

Ye Xiaolou stood in the heavy snow, listening to these words with a little confusion.

Unlock the illusion?

He turned his head slightly, and caught a glimpse of the young master with a gentle smile and said a fool, and then hugged his wife in his arms.

The sky is full of snow, like goose feathers, like flying catkins.

Ye Xiaolou felt that his vision was a little blurry, the whole world was white, but it seemed that some color was missing.

It seems that a certain snowflake was misplaced by a tiny bit at a certain moment before.

So the mirrors of reality and emptiness are reversed.

The world circulating in Xumi collapsed one after another, the wind returned to the snow, and there was a spring thunder in the distant sky, as if someone was plucking the strings between the mirrors.

Especially the sound of plucking the strings, dripping on the soul, like spring rain entering the lake and splashing layers of ripples.

Master Yindao, you are good at creating illusions.

Ye Xiaolou suddenly realized at this moment.

He stared blankly at his left arm, which had gradually recovered from the heavy snow, and the pain in his heart had disappeared without a trace. Then he turned his head slightly, and he was relieved to see the intact Baili Town behind him. .

In the fantasy world, the heavy snow covered the land and washed away everything. Fortunately, in the real world, there is no tragic scene of Baili Town rising from the ground.

The streets of the town are deserted at the moment.

It seems to be perfectly spliced ​​with the world of the last moment.

And I don't know how long it has been in the "fantasy".

His Royal Highness and the Princess Princess propped up their strength, each holding something in their arms, and at this moment they slowly came to Ye Xiaolou's side against the heavy snow.

They looked at the two men and women kneeling and hugging each other on the snowy ground with complex expressions.

Wei Lingshan hugged "Fox Wine", and Yi Xiao hugged "Flower Cat".

"The 'Spring Thunder Qin' whose seven strings are all Dzogchen, if the strings can be pulled apart by its favorite master, it can silently lure people into the illusion, and even have the effect of inverting reality."

Yi Xiao said softly: "Even if I have the 'Lian Xiang' and can see through the illusion, I still can't interfere with the affairs in the illusion. Fortunately, you took these three ancient swords to the illusion, which contain the peerless soul of the sword master , otherwise your teacher's wife really wants to kill the Quartet, and no one can stop her."

Ye Xiaolou had a complicated expression.

"The circle of illusion is shrinking."

Yi Xiao, whose pupils were golden, said calmly, "Your mistress probably wants to shrink the illusion to a few feet, and then watch the heavy snow on North Gusu Road with Lord Sword Master."

Ye Xiaolou said in a low voice: "Master, can't he get out of the illusion?"

Yi Xiao shook his head.

His Highness said softly: "It is not easy for the three ancient swords left by the sword master to still contain such a vast spirit after all these years have passed."

The three ancient swords shook.

The snow fluttered.

The Lord Princess said softly: "Master Sword Master is really a very interesting person."

Her gaze stayed on the three ancient swords stuck in the snow in the illusion.

No murderous aura was revealed on every ancient sword.

This is clearly the familiar Sword of the Benevolent.

How similar is the way of swordsmanship and the sword intent revealed by his senior brother.

Wei Lingshan looked at the young man who was gently brushing Gu Jiu's hair.

Everyone knows that the sword master entered the gate of hell alone, and his combat power was unmatched. He killed the gate of hell with a single sword, and the blood stained the blue sky.

But few people know that this sword-killing embryo was also an extremely gentle person when he was young.

Gently stroke the cheek and long hair of the beloved.

Gently forged three ancient swords without murderous intent.

He is clearly very gentle.

Lord Sword Master said with a smile, "I wanted to go with you to see the heavy snow on North Gusu Road a long time ago."

Gu Jiu sniffed.

Lord Sword Master rubbed her head, turned her head slightly, and looked in the direction of Yi Xiao and Wei Lingshan with gentle eyes.

"The loss of fate is an extremely difficult disease to cure."

Lord Sword Master said softly to Yi Xiao: "I have stayed in the Sword Hut for 100 years, and I have never met a second person with a 'broken fate'."

"except you."

His Highness was a little emotional.

Back then in Fengting City, the sword master who did not leave the sword hut favored him very much and took great care of him.

If it weren't for this, he would have been buried in the vast Wei Dynasty long ago.

At this moment, the young sword master smiled: "I don't know why I want to help you, maybe because I saw the shadow of myself when I was young?"

"It's just that there seems to be something wrong with your current body."

This great cultivator who truly surpassed an era, squinted his eyes slightly with the remnant soul, and saw the veins, muscles and bones in the little highness's body thoroughly.

There are indeed some problems.

It is obviously the most monstrous physique in the world, but with the blessings of the two heavens, it is eager to break through the bottleneck, and the accumulation is insufficient, resulting in a shortfall in cultivation.

There is a lack of spirit and soul, so the spirit is sad. Even if you swallow the strings of spring thunder and "fake sleep" to spend the day, you can't offset the negative effects.

The young sword master shook his head with a smile, and glanced at Dongjun who was lying on the ground.

The ins and outs of Yi Xiao's escape to the Western Regions are clear at a glance.

His Highness was a little hesitant, not knowing whether he should say something or not.

Lord Sword Master spoke first.

He said softly, "I can help you again."

Liuliya.

This is the most famous snow-watching holy place on the territory of the Western Regions of North Gusu Road.

The Liuli Snow Cliff, which is hundreds of feet high, is piled up with heavy snow, and it is difficult for heaven and man to climb. Even a great practitioner with a high level of cultivation, or a very famous immortal teacher from Ping Yaosi, it is difficult to climb up the rock by normal means.

Broken walls and cliffs, the section of the cliff is smooth, like a knife striking an axe, the lines are wide open and closed, a piece of paleness hangs among the clouds, from top to bottom, whenever there is a slight tremor, there will be thousands of feet of snow, rolling and pouring like a snow waterfall, straight down natural moat.

On the glazed cliff.

There was a man standing on the top of the cliff.

The man's head was covered with frost and white, his face was handsome like a fairy's, his body was full of wind and snow, and his immortal demeanor almost blended with the snow-white of Liuliya.

He looked down.

Between the clouds and the mist, it is difficult to see each other.

Ye Xiaolou stomped his feet lightly.

At the head of the Liuliya cliff, the heavy snow that has accumulated for many years trembled slightly at first.

Then the descendant of the sword mound used all the sword energy in his body, with such force that he collapsed into the sky with a muffled sound.

There was a big avalanche at the head of Liuliya.

With a bang, the castration went on without a trace.

Under the glass cliff.

His Royal Highness and the princess raised their heads, stunned speechless by the snow scene that almost no one in the world was blessed to witness.

Thousands of thunderbolts are like an avalanche, and the sound is muffled like Qijiang thunder.

Yi Xiao and Wei Lingshan looked at each other.

A slight amount of vitality can't be considered huge, at this moment Wei Wei rises from between the two of them.

The sword master pulled Gu Jiu, looked at the sword's momentum slowly gathering momentum, and said softly, "The great vitality sword really deserves its reputation."

A sword shape slowly took shape.

Yi Xiao and Wei Lingshan's vitality was limited at the moment, and they only condensed a sword tip that was less than one foot long.

His Highness took a deep breath and asked earnestly, "Senior, is it enough?"

The sword master smiled and nodded.

Yi Xiao raised her hands.

That sword was raised extremely "slowly" and pushed out through the air!
The sword master put his arms around Gu Jiu, let out a long roar, and stepped out, stepping on the tip of the Da Yuan Qi sword.

Go up against Liuliya Daxue Waterfall.

Three ancient swords suddenly rose from the snow and revolved around the two of them.

The red bean dice are exquisite, staggered out, singing cheerfully.

Lord Sword Master squinted his eyes, in front of his eyes was the boundless snow energy, split by the sword energy.

Gu Jiu hugged him tightly.

The young sword master was full of spirits and walked up against the sword.

Traveling retrograde for three thousand miles, once ascending to the immortals, you can see the heavy snow all over the world.

It was snowing like a tide.

In the boundless snow, the woman who was willing to wait for 100 years to turn into a demon, slowly closed her eyes and raised her neck.

Lord Sword Master ignored the three ancient swords beside him.

There is heavy snow everywhere.

Kiss gently, no one sees.

The mighty Daxuechao Waterfall slides across the Liuli Cliff.

The waves are magnificent and magnificent.

The man with the retrograde sword and the woman in his arms were hidden in the heavy snow mist, and finally disappeared without a trace in the heavy snow tide.

Like never appeared in this world.

It's more like going back together, making an appointment to grow old in the next life.

Ye Xiaolou standing on the glazed cliff had a complex expression, and took the three ancient swords that went retrograde and finally reached the top of the cliff.

The little Highness, who was leaning against the bottom of the cliff with the princess, raised his head slightly at this moment.

In the Daxuechao Waterfall, there is a white carp that has the same color as Daxue. It seems to have some spirituality. It wags its tail and falls suddenly.

With a "plop", it fell into the lotus pond.

His Highness trembled slightly, then gently closed his brows and eyes.

The merits and virtues are complete.

(End of this chapter)