Chapter 179

【 first watch, ask for monthly ticket 】

At night, the moonlight is like water.

In this dead area, the moonlight is so white, sprinkled on the white snow.

"The prey has appeared. According to the intelligence from the inside, the prey has gone to the tomb of the famous swordsman in the Western Qin border."

There was a faint fire in the dark corner, and a figure wrapped in blood robes slowly appeared, standing in front of the fire like a ghost.

"Does the insider have any other information besides these intelligence?"

There was another gloomy voice.

Under the bright moonlight, an elegant childe came, and a pair of deep eyes under the ink sword eyebrow were as cold as late at night.

"A few months ago, he just entered the four fold Taoism, but after refining his blood, his cultivation has reached half a step to condense Qi."

"Less than a month after the end of blood refining, it broke through the condensed gas, and it has reached the triple of condensed gas."

"After entering the inner door, he defeated several opponents of condensate five and condensate six in succession. So far, his cultivation has reached condensate four."

The hoarse voice was chilly in the dark forest sea. The figure in red robe slowly raised his head and looked at the young man: "this prey is not as simple as the Western Qin Dynasty said. He once entered Langya sword Pavilion and stayed in the sword tower for a day for the first time."

The pupils of his eyes were slightly narrowed, the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, he sat in front of the fire, his eyes were cloudy and sunny, stared at the flickering fire, smiled and said, "how many people in the organization got this information?"

"In addition to our team, there is also the dark night team." under the blood robe, the hoarse voice rose again.

"In other words, we don't have much time left. Inform other members to start." the young man's eyes dropped lower and said calmly.

"Promise." the hoarse voice faded away in the dark. The young man sat in front of the fire and didn't move until the fire was completely extinguished. The young man just got up, raised his head and looked up at the stars in the night sky. The whole face suddenly became gloomy: "The king of hell wants you to die in the third watch. Who dares to keep you until the fifth watch. Oh, dark night team, will the prey valued by my king of hell team let you go?"

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Vast and ethereal.

A silver torrent went straight into the green world and soared in the sea of clouds like a lone boat.

Standing on the green nether world and facing the bright moon, Su Bai's heart was particularly quiet, and his eyes looked at the surging clouds under the moon.

From a commanding position, Su Bai sometimes saw peaks looming in the clouds.

In the sea of clouds, the effect of understanding flying immortals outside the sky is far more significant than before.

When Su Bai returned to langyazong, Su Bai never relaxed for a day, and his nerves were tense all the time. Especially when he entered the inner door, he lived a life of austerity and hatred. Whenever Su Bai felt that a sharp sword was hanging over his head and could fall at any time. Therefore, Su Bai kept oppressing himself and asking for constant breakthroughs. He did it countless nights Once sat on the cliff wall, quietly feeling the flying fairy outside the sky.

After such a long time, Su Bai had to admit that he was inexplicably tired, not in his body, but in his heart.

Until I looked at the smoke like sea of clouds and moonlight.

At this moment, Su Bai completely opened his mind and let his thoughts swaying like clouds in the vast sky, flying in the Milky way and the bright moon.

His mind was completely immersed in the world. Su Bai even forgot the end of the painting of Yan Guan world, the cold eyes like a poisonous snake behind him, and the silver winged giant ROC that sometimes roared.

In a trance, Su Bai only felt that a beautiful and amazing sword light flashed in front of him, and went away month by month, scattering thousands of clouds.

In the sea of clouds, Su Bai was dressed in white and moved gently.

The pale moonlight reflected on Su Bai's white face, and an amazing change slowly appeared on Su Bai.

"Ding, congratulations to the host tianwai flying fairy sword skill + 100."

"Ding, congratulations to the host tianwai flying fairy sword skill + 1000."

Ang!

The loud neighing sound pierced the clouds and cracked the stones. Most people sat at the end of the painting in the moonlight with their eyes slightly closed. They looked surprised and looked at Su Bai. Under the gaze of her beautiful eyes, she seemed to think that Su Bai was a dead immortal, and the clothes Jue that moved gently was dazzling.

"You learn sword?" The sound of loneliness and arrogance like snow and ice in the distant mountains slowly appeared in Su Bai's mind. Under this sound, Su Bai's calm eyes were like ripples in a dead lake. The pale moonlight touched by Su Bai's eyes twisted at this moment. In the hazy, Su Bai seemed to see a city standing on the snow in the sea of clouds and bright moon, with magnificent atmosphere, flying attics and flowing pills and boundless glow.

The figure in white as snow stands on the shore of white clouds. With a white as jade hand, holding a simple sword, it rises lightly and looks like a startled Hong.

Pull out the sword, pull out the sword, close the sword.

The amazing sword light suddenly appeared.

Looking at this scene, Su Bai had a kind of insight. In a trance, he seemed to incarnate into that figure, regardless of each other.

The bright moon hanging high, the Lone Pine in the mountain stream, the misty sea of clouds, and the majestic Baiyun city.

Su Bai was immersed in it until a cold wind like a mountain stream came to his face. The ripples in Su Bai's dark eyes dissipated and replaced by the cold of distant mountain ice and snow. Su Bai had seen this look in Ye Gucheng's eyes.

"Ding, congratulations to the host tianwai flying fairy sword skill + 10000."

"Ding, congratulations on the host's understanding of the only lonely sword."

The cold voice of the system bombarded Su Bai's heart like thousands of thunder falling on the nine days. Su Bai's eyes shrank imperceptibly, and the corners of his mouth even trembled.

Only the lonely sword.

Su Bai's mind was slightly frozen immediately, and he saw in his own state that the host had understood only the meaning of the lonely sword.

A long time ago. When Su Bai displayed the flying immortal outside the sky, there was a mysterious rhyme in the dark.

At that time, bu Jingxian saw a rudiment of sword meaning on Su Baijian. Su Bai once understood the flying immortal at the top of the white clouds and the sword style in the mountain streams with the bright moon. Through the accumulation of these days, Su Bai's understanding of the flying immortal continued to deepen, and even occasionally came into contact with that mysterious feeling. However, Su Bai didn't expect that today's insight made him understand the meaning of the sword at one fell swoop.

Only the lonely sword.

Su Bai's lips moved slightly, which was the sword meaning of Ye Gucheng.

Ye Gucheng is a proud swordsman. He has no friends. He is the master of Baiyun city on the distant mountains and snow. There is a peerless edge hidden in his fairy like white clouds. His world is destined to be lonely. Only Baiyun Canghai can accompany him.

Lonely. This is the interpretation of Ye Gucheng's sword meaning, and this is also ye Gucheng's sword.

In the history of Huangya Prefecture, there are countless magnificent swordsmen. However, even if these people are poor all their lives, they have never realized the meaning of sword. Standing on the shoulder of Ye Gucheng, Su Bai suddenly realized the only meaning of Gu Jian. If it were in the past, even with Su Bai's temperament, he would not be able to suppress his inner excitement and trembling. However, at the moment, Su Bai was a little heavy. He looked up at the vast sea of clouds. Although the clouds were misty, they brought an inexplicable sense of loneliness and suffocation.

This suffocation seemed to spread. At the end of the painting, my heart was inexplicably heavy. When I touched Su Bai's eyes reflecting the vast sea of clouds, my heart trembled. A silent loneliness spread in her heart, especially in the endless sea of clouds.

With his eyes slightly closed, Su Bai realized the flying fairy again. Insight into the meaning of the sword is also a kind of spiritual enlightenment. Flying outside the sky has a new understanding. All night without a word, the silver flood flashed in the hazy moonlight. At the moment when several startling animal roars rose from the ground under the clouds, Su Baifang opened his eyes and looked at the soaring proficiency of empress Feixian outside the sky.

Su Bai now knows why there is an epiphany in the world, which is better than years of hard training. For a whole day, the soaring proficiency of waifeixian on this day is much higher than his hard training for months. After especially understanding the meaning of the sword, Su Bai goes to feel that waifeixian on this day, and there is a feeling of water to canal, at least not the obscurity in the past. Thinking of this, Su Bai smiled a little and understood the meaning of the sword. How much did his strength improve?

The others were also awakened by the roar of the beast below. Zhang Ying, sitting in the front, said, "here we are."

Zhang Ying's voice still lingered in his ears. His silver winged giant ROC fell down like a meteor, and his huge wings tore open the thick clouds.

This is an endless vast forest, with a wild atmosphere raging in it.

Towering ancient trees block out the sun, and countless fierce animals and birds of prey swim in it. The cold death and forest breath are filled in the vast forest sea.

From a commanding position, Su Bai could vaguely see a towering Castle looming in the depths of the vast sky. The castle had existed for a long time and was full of a sense of vicissitudes of years. At a glance, it looked like a wild and ferocious beast crawling on the ground, filled with a gloomy meaning.

"This is the tomb of the famous swordsman." at the end of the painting, the eyes as clear as autumn water were slightly raised, and the cherry lips gently opened: "as the intelligence said, the tomb of the famous swordsman at night is like the tomb of death, gloomy and terrible. Over the years, the tomb of the famous swordsman has been excavated, which has become a paradise for fierce animals and birds of prey."

Su Bai's eyes became dignified. Although he was far away, he could feel the smell in the tomb of the famous swordsman.

Ang!

The loud roar silenced all the previous animal roars. Zhang Ying controlled the silver winged giant ROC to sweep out over the vast forest sea, and the terrible breath surged out. There was an immediate roar in the barren forest, countless fierce animals ran in fear, and patches of trees fell and fallen leaves flew.

"Elder martial brother Zhang Ying's silver winged giant ROC is more powerful than condensate nine, and its breath is enough to frighten these monsters." he whispered at the end of the painting.

After half a ring, the ancient castle of endless years appeared in the sight of everyone.

Ferocious vines spread up like water snakes, winding the whole castle.

At the end of the painting, Su Bai took the lead in jumping down the silver winged giant ROC, followed by Su Bai, stepping on the snow. Su Bai looked at the old castle. At Su Bai's feet, there were thick stone steps, which extended to the castle. At the end of the castle happened to be a gap. The gap was very incomplete. It was obviously broken by fierce animals. Su Bai stared at the gap and it was dark behind. However, Su Bai clearly heard bursts of roars from behind. It was obvious that there were not a few fierce animals and raptors in it.

"The tomb of the famous swordsman exists under the ancient castle."

"There are countless fierce animals in it. I'm afraid it's dangerous to go in now. We'll go first to clean up the fierce animals in the early morning." asked at the end of the painting.

Everyone had no opinion on the arrangement at the end of the painting.

Zhang Ying was only responsible for sending Su Bai and others to the tomb of famous swordsmen. Without too much stay, she drove the silver winged giant Peng away.

Looking at the disappearing silver figure, ye xuanlou's eyebrows drooped slightly, and the remaining light in the corner of his eyes seemed to sweep Su Bai without trace, flashing a cold feeling