She Made The Whole Cultivation World Cry

Guiyuan Jianzong's back mountain, Lingfeng Valley.

The clouds were dense, the mountains were covered with heavy snow, and the snowflakes were whistling and flying all over the sky. The white curtains that covered the sky and the sun were pulled up, and the whole world was chaotic and pale, blending into one in the blizzard.

The cold wind was mixed with bitter sword intent, constantly cutting on Jiang Yuebai's protective body, whistling and whistling, the bone-chilling chill.

Her vision couldn't penetrate the blizzard in front of her, only a vast expanse of whiteness, once her consciousness penetrated, it would be crushed by the cold wind immediately.

The voice was swallowed by the strong wind, and Jiang Yuebai braved the wind and snow to transmit the voice to Zhuo Qingfeng.

"Is Lingfeng Valley in front? Is this wind and snow all transformed by sword intent?"

Compared with Jiang Yuebai, who needed to use all his strength to defend his body, Zhuo Qingfeng was not affected.

All the wind and snow approaching him will change direction under the influence of his sword heart, just staggering.

He stood in the blizzard, his black hair was not raised, his sleeves were not flying, and he was calm and composed.

Zhuo Qingfeng explained via voice transmission, "Lingfeng Valley is the sword domain that the broken sword of the Wind Chaser Sword Lord has absorbed all kinds of sword intent and sword energy for years, and finally evolved into a sword field, covering only the valley area of ​​the back mountain, as long as the spiritual energy Long-term existence, the sword field will not disappear."

"As long as the disciples of my sect reach the foundation-building stage, they can practice around Lingfeng Valley. The sword field will show different appearances according to the different sword arts practiced by those disciples. What I am currently practicing is the Wind Chasing Sword Jun's "Returning to the Wind Shuo Snow Sword", that's why Lingfeng Valley is in the current state."

Jiang Yuebai understood that this sword domain is the same as her candle dragon domain, and there are spirits in it, which can change the state of the domain according to the situation.

"Wait a moment."

Zhuo Qingfeng also pointed, and a long blue sword rushed out from behind him. The long sword crossed the air, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal. It instantly turned into a blue aura, the color was like an aurora, and it surrounded the two of them like a breeze.

The pressure on Jiang Yuebai's body suddenly eased, and the buzzing of the storm in his ears also weakened a lot.

"I have been in and out of Lingfeng Valley many times, Jianyu knows me, come with me."

Zhuo Qingfeng led the way into the valley, and Jiang Yuebai followed closely behind.

After entering the valley, the sight is still covered with snow, but the wind will suddenly turn into a ferocious monster, roaring at the two of them.

With a flick of Zhuo Qingfeng's hand, the cyan sword light pierced through the air, accurately hitting the door of the sword-intent monster, defeating it, and falling out of a broken sword.

The sword monsters I encountered later were all like this. Occasionally, something would drop, either a broken sword, or some kind of broken sword fragments, or scabbard, stone carvings and the like.

They also met a few disciples of Guiyuan Sword Sect who were being tried by the sword intent, and they were chased and intercepted by the things transformed by the sword intent, and they fought fiercely.

Zhuo Qingfeng took a glance at it from a distance, and took Jiang Yuebai away, not to bother those disciples' trials.

All the way deep, there is no need for Jiang Yuebai to make a move, everything here is no pressure for Zhuo Qingfeng.

Jiang Yuebai could see that Zhuo Qingfeng must have experienced a lot of battles in these years, and he was relaxed and freehand in his shots, retracting and releasing freely, and he already had the momentum of a strong man, which was completely different from the impulsive and reckless back then.

I just don't know if he fights her with all his strength at this time, how much will he win or lose?

Jian Yu knew Zhuo Qingfeng, and the two of them arrived at the depths of Lingfeng Valley smoothly without any surprises or twists and turns.

A thatched hut standing at the foot of the mountain came into view, half buried in the wind and snow, ordinary and nothing special.

Zhuo Qingfeng walked to the hut and pushed the door open.

Zheng——

If there was a seemingly invisible sound of swords, the wooden door of the hut vibrated slightly, and the snow foam flew up. After a pause, it creaked and opened.

Jiang Yuebai followed Zhuo Qingfeng into the room, and the room was very ordinary, with only some simple shelves and furniture. On the wooden table in the middle, there were three things that were protected from wind and snow, and from frost and frost.

It was a broken sword, a half-open scroll, and a lotus lantern.

Jiang Yuebai's eyes were first attracted by the lotus lamp, because the lotus stand above the lamp was very similar to the five-element lotus stand of her natal artifact.

Could it be that Lu Xingyun lived here before?

Zhuo Qingfeng moved half a step away, Jiang Yuebai walked up to him, glanced at the rusty blue-black broken sword, the casting method of the broken sword was very strange, it was a style Jiang Yuebai had never seen before.

Was it also made by Lu Xingyun?

Jiang Yuebai's gaze turned to the half-open scroll beside her. On the scroll was a woman in Tsing Yi, lying drunk on the top of a mountain, drinking alone under the moonlight, carefree and unrestrained, with an air of smiling proud of the world.

"I have seen this painting."

The first time she saw this painting was in Li Jiuchuan's study in Wanfa Hall. This painting is also the only portrait of Lu Xingyun handed down.

But the master's one is obviously not the original one, and it is very likely that this one is.

Jiang Yuebai carefully reached out his consciousness and turned the scroll to the bottom.

In the picture scroll, there is another man at the foot of the mountain, standing like a green pine, holding a sword, looking up at the female cultivator in Tsing Yi on the top of the mountain.

"Is this the Sword Lord Chasing the Wind?" Jiang Yuebai leaned closer. Judging from the ink marks, this man was added later, not at the same time as this painting.

Zhuo Qingfeng nodded, "Exactly."

Jiang Yuebai frowned, "Zhufeng Jianjun... What kind of person is he, like you?"

Zhuo Qingfeng also frowned, "I didn't know much about it before, but since I read some of Sword Lord's memories in Broken Sword, I found that when Sword Lord was young...all the people I knew looked like Xie Jingshan the most. "

"ah?"

Jiang Yuebai looked surprised, feeling very unbelievable, because her preconceived impression of Zhuofeng Jianjun was Zhuo Qingfeng's unsmiling, high-altitude flower.

Zhuo Qingfeng sighed, "There are rumors that Zhufeng Jianjun changed his dao name to Zhuyun and said that he wanted to serve Lu Xingyun as a servant. If he was like me, how could he change his dao name so easily? The dao name was given by his master. Such behavior is too shameful." Disrespecting the teacher."

Jiang Yuebai nodded, "If you want to say that, if you substitute that guy Xie Jingshan, he really seems to be able to do this kind of thing, but you just said that when you were young, is it different after that?"

"Well, since she was hurt by Lu Xingyun and broke the sword, Jun Jian has changed completely. He is silent and focused on sword cultivation. Later, he can slowly catch up with Lu Xingyun and become a hero of the same era as her."

"Mr. Jian's memory about Lu Xingyun is sealed in this broken sword. Although I have seen it, I can't reveal it. If you want to know, you can poke your divine sense into it and see for yourself."

Hearing this, Jiang Yuebai flinched a little, for fear that there was something wrong with the sword, which would affect her xinxing after seeing it.

But she was already here, so she couldn't help but ask Zhuo Qingfeng to tell her, but Zhuo Qingfeng couldn't tell.

Probably this is also some kind of protection mechanism on the sword, which can be seen, but cannot be said.

After thinking about it, Jiang Yuebai still probed into the Broken Sword with her consciousness. In an instant, the world spun and her consciousness fell into darkness.

The two voices came from far away, and the strong light pierced Jiang Yuebai's eyes, making Jiang Yuebai unable to see his surroundings clearly.

But the female voice, although young, had the same lazy tone as Lu Xingyun!

I fell asleep at noon, and I had some calvin in the afternoon, so it was even later, I am really sorry...