Fu Canglu

Chapter 40
On the last day at the end of May, no matter if it was the dignitaries living in the three major restaurants, or the ordinary swordsman in plain clothes carrying a pot of wine, all the people in Fengting City were vaguely looking forward to this moment.

When the evening sun slanted down on the horizon, taking away the last gleam of afterglow, when the night came, a sudden loud shout resounded through Fengting City!

"rise!"

A beam of incomparably bright flames shot straight into the sky, tearing through the night the next moment, followed by tens of hundreds of sudden sounds breaking through the sky, after a short visual delay.

The night is as bright as day in an instant!

As written in the "Feng Ting Cheng Zhi", the City Lord's Mansion has prepared [-] hectares of fireworks.

Thousands of hectares of fireworks suddenly opened the night!

Countless people raised their heads, their eyes were taken away by the beauty, and their minds were empty. For a moment, it seemed that there was only the entangled beauty of white and black, exaggerating the eternity of the moment.

Immediately afterwards, a person in the distance shouted hoarsely, throwing the scabbard in his hand into the air with all his might.

"The world, I have a sword!"

at the same time
The sword master in Fengting thatched cottage had long hair hanging down, lowered his eyelids and laughed softly.

He remembered the words carved on the stele before the man left, who knew how many years ago.

So he spoke silently word by word in a lonely and desolate manner.

"I don't like peach blossoms to make spring wine, but I hate seeing things and thinking about old people."

"The last thing in the world to have fun is to get out of the sheath and miss the old man."

The sword master read softly.

"Remember old friends."

"Old friend."

"Old friend."

In the end, he was full of spirits and asked questions with a smile like a young man with a weak crown.

"I want all the swords in the world to come out of their sheaths. I wonder if your spirit in the sky can see them?"

There is a Shenjian Lake in Fengting City, and there are tens of millions of beautiful swords in it.

Immediately afterwards, the entire Fengting City heard the voice of the sword master in the cottage.

It was a word spoken softly.

Up.

"Whoa Whoah"

Scream!

Thousands of hectares of fireworks are on again, and night and day are reversed!
The water in Shenjian Lake was poured, and countless water dragons rose into the sky, like a giant dragon that had been dormant for a hundred years was born, and a heavy and frustrating sound rose slowly.

Countless beams of light burst out of the air, screaming loudly, fireworks falling, and sword energy rushing up!
The sword energy rolls the water dragon, and the moon invites the heroes.

After the hoarse "World, I have a sword!", the sword thrown by the swordsman seemed to be sensed in the dark, and it turned into a stream of light and rushed straight to Shenjian Lake in the next second. Sword Qi Water Dragon In the roll!

Then, in Fengting City

"Dare to ask, Lord Sword Master, if you dare to accept this sword from me!"

"Hahaha, in the prosperous age of sword wine, how can you not help with the next sword?"

"Liang was lucky enough to see such a magnificent scene, and there is nothing to repay him, only this sword!"

A sword shadow flew out, followed by the second, third, and fourth!

Almost all swordsmen couldn't help but unsheathed their swords at that moment.

In an instant, sword shadows roared all over the sky in Fengting City!

Wan Jian unsheathed, opening the curtain for the Sword Reception.

"gorgeous."

The sword master closed his eyes.

His figure is a little dim, as if the entity has become unreal, and even has a sense of unreality.

He gently stroked his long hair at the temples, with a contented smile on his face.

"It is indeed a grand scene in the world," accompanied by a sincere praise, he wore white clothes and lifted the curtain of the thatched cottage, carrying a long sword on his back, and walked into Fengting with a blank expression on his face.

Jian Zongming tilted his head slightly, looking at the figure standing at the peak of the sword world.As far as he knew, this Lord Sword Master was running out of time, and even he himself cherished the little time left, but why did he do something like this now to consume his little life.

He was a little confused, and asked softly, "Why?"

Lord Sword Master still closed his eyes, smiling contentedly like a child.

After a while, the sword master responded with a smile, "There are some things. You don't understand."

Jian Zongming remained expressionless, "Worth it?"

The sword master opened his eyes, stared at the past with a trace of gentleness, and said softly.

"It's nothing, it's worth it or not."

The top floor of the Zhaixing Building.

"I heard the whistling of ten thousand swords."

Su Fu pushed open the window, his eyes glowed strangely.There are boundless sword shadows in front of you, and the Shenjian Lake not far away rolls up water dragons into the sky, turning back the night, and [-] hectares of fireworks render the night like day!
At that moment, I really heard the so-called "sound of the sword" and stepped into the world of swords that the Great Alchemist in black said.

He stretched out one hand, and gently tightened his five fingers. Although the Yuan power was not enough to get out of the body, there was already a hint of mystery, as if there was a wisp of wind, and it was a little pleasant.

Today's Su Fu, although he has not set foot on the ninth rank, is qualitatively different from a few days ago.

Not only the guidance of the Great Alchemy in Black, but the most important thing is that Su Fu's own opportunities are already extremely good.When Jian Zongming's sword intent burst out across the city, he initially heard the sounds of the eleven swords behind him, and was able to glimpse the threshold, and then advanced by leaps and bounds.

It is no exaggeration to say that once Su Fu crosses the threshold of the Ninth Rank, he will quickly comprehend the meaning of the domain, and will leave those so-called geniuses far behind.

Today's Su Fu, even if he meets those ninth-rank masters in the Sword Wine Club, he is not without the power to fight!
Yi Xiao was not so lucky, he practiced the "Sutra of Selfless Respect" painstakingly for several days.The more he practices, the more he feels that this scripture is unusual, maybe it is really possible to break through himself!It's just that time is really tight now, and it's basically impossible to take the step from zero to one.

The two looked out of the window, endless fireworks blooming brightly, and boundless sword energy soaring into the sky!The night was like day, and there was no end to howling.

There are only two people in such a big room.Old Duan went out wandering around with grass roots in his mouth, while the Great Pill Sage in black took Little Pearl out to enjoy the so-called opening night.

"Brother Yi," Su Fu was silent for a long time, before finally speaking, his tone was a little relaxed.

"You know. In the past few days, I haven't managed the trivial matters of the Su family. I just concentrated on my cultivation. I don't have those boring intrigues and annoying transactions. Once I calm down, even if I can only hear the sound of a sword, It felt like the whole world was different.”

Su Fu's eyes were a bit complicated, "I really don't want to inherit the position of Patriarch."

Yi Xiao couldn't help laughing, "The position of ten thousand gold in the Su family is something that many people can't dream of, but you are throwing it away."

Then Yi Xiao thought of himself, now that he had found the medicine king in the Northern Wei Dynasty, everything was ready and he only owed a pill to mend the sky.Presumably, if one seeks longevity, returning to Qiliang will inevitably lead to a bloodbath.At the moment, he said helplessly, "I am not much better than you. I have no intention of fighting for the throne of Qi Liang, but I have to guard against my brother."

There are many things in the world that are uncomfortable.

The poor seek food, the rich seek wealth, the practitioner seeks transcendence, and the sick seek longevity
Floating in the vicissitudes of life, who can be at ease?

"I don't seek great freedom, I only seek Jianghu." Su Fu's eyes were slightly confused, "If I win the top ten in the sword drinking party, I will make it clear to the elder when I go back this time."

Yi Xiao stared intently, the sword aura filled the sky outside the window, a little dazzled.

That Jianghu is so beautiful, but after all, it is the scenery outside the window.

Yi Xiao couldn't touch it.

"I only want the rivers and lakes."

He meditated in his heart.

The rivers and lakes are so big and exciting, everyone can catch a glimpse of the rivers and lakes.

But not everyone can step into the rivers and lakes as they wish.

The two degenerates stood side by side, and for a moment they had nothing to say to each other.

After standing for a while, Su Fu shook his head, "Brother Yi, don't say much, tomorrow is the reception, I wish you smooth sailing then. I still have some things to deal with, so I'm leaving first."

Dazed, Yi Xiao nodded.

Soon there will be no more sound.

In the hall, I was the only one left.

The sword energy is pervasive outside the window, and the candlelight is peaceful inside the window.

At this moment, a figure naturally appeared in Yi Xiao's heart.

The first time that person appeared, it seemed to be on such a night.

On the top of Hongliu City, April [-]th.The moon falls at the gate of the city, and the red pipa.

That Song of Fucang ended, singing all the life of the world, leaving an indelible and stunning figure in my mind.

Later, crossing the Qijiang River in the north, the spring rain fell, and the red clothes opened the world.

The red-clothed child, the cloud, the fish in the pond vibrate the sheath to kill the wind green, and board the dragon boat with a staccato string, and combine with the giant que of the rain demon head to draw out the dragon and white carp, and pass the sword to kill the wood devil.

Re-entering the Northern Wei Dynasty, defeated the Sirius King, one of the four great vassal kings of the Northern Wei Dynasty, in the city of Sirius, beheaded two demon heads of the Tianbang in the Yellow Sand Field, and then beheaded the demon Baikui, and finally stepped on the dragon gate to get the sword box. The black dragon and white phoenix shocked the world.

Along the way, this red-clothed child is too amazing.

So much so that when I encounter amazing things, I will think of her.

Whenever you are amazing, you must wear red clothes.

Now the flowers are full and the moon is full, and the sword energy is all over the sky, but the red-clothed smile is nowhere to be seen.

Without her, the Jianghu is indeed missing a color.

is red.

It's stunning red gauze, it's bleeding from the head, it's the white phoenix turning into a red phoenix with the flick of the sleeves.

It is the most amazing sword unsheathed in the world.

With his hands behind his back, Yi Xiao's eyes froze, and he swept the countless swords flying outside the window one by one.

Now that all the Jianghu swords are out of their sheaths, where are you?

"Red clothes," he said in a low voice, as if he was meditating on the three words, and seemed to be thinking about someone carefully.

Outside the window, the sword energy whizzed back and forth, and the night was blown by the sword energy, pulling out a corner of the crescent moon.

Thousands of miles away, Beiyuan is mighty.

Under the heavy snow cover, the northern plains are deserted for thousands of miles.Today's Beiyuan is almost completely dark, and even the snow-covered land cannot see the slightest whiteness.

And a bright red suddenly appeared in the vast snow.

The child in the red dress walked silently on the snow, stepping barefoot on the snowy red shadows one after another, and the strong wind in the northern plains howled, pulling the reflections in the red clothes to reflect back and forth in the ravines and ravines.

Hongyi'er suddenly had a feeling in her heart and raised her head.

A round of bright moon untimely tore through the thick clouds of the night.

A streak of silvery white light poured down, which just so happened to cover it.

The corner of Hong Yi'er's mouth tugged slightly, as if laughing, then lowered her head again.

So the red dress was buried in the vastness of the snow-capped mountains.

The bright moon that tore through the remnant night is high above.

At the same time, the sword energy is strong.

Like a sword, it tore apart the pitch-black and dilapidated Beiyuan, dividing it into neat, white and pitch-black areas, one piece of which was pitch black and invisible, and one piece that was as bright as day.

It has been a long time since Beiyuan saw such a moon.

(End of this chapter)