After amnesia, I fell in love with my old enemy

Climbing Qingyun, entering Qingcheng, a knife fell at the mountain gate and chopped people up.

Such folk rumors are enough to show that Qingyun Road is not accessible to ordinary people.

The common people were ignorant and attached various legends to the Qingyun Road in Qingcheng Mountain. It was said that the monsters and beasts defeated by the successive masters of Qingcheng harbored resentment and entangled each generation of Qingcheng masters to death. I wish the master to transfer and vent the resentment in the Qingcheng Mountains. Over time, the resentment corroded and formed a path.Another person said that Qingyun Road contained the luck of Qingcheng Jianmen, otherwise how could it be called Qingyun Road?There are few people who can walk up, but those who can walk will surely make great progress in their lives.

These are all false rumors. As the deputy head of Qingcheng, Liu Boguang certainly knows the truth about Qingyun Road.

Formation is one of the unique skills of the Consecration Academy, but it doesn't mean that no one in other sects knows how to form. After all, the Zongmen's resident is not enough for you to pick a mountain to live in. Without a protective formation, one day someone will steal the ancient books in the sect. I don't even know.

The formation is ever-changing, but no matter how it changes, it will not leave the original sect. A completed formation must have a door of life and a place of death.

Qingyun Road is the death place of Qingcheng Mountain.

Qingcheng Jianmen is the first sect of Dayan, it occupies the first title, but it does not have the generosity of the first.If the people who come to visit are allies of Qingcheng Jianmen, they can naturally take the Yangguan Avenue. If someone comes to find fault, or simply does not want to let the visitor go up the mountain, Qingcheng Jianmen will invite them to Qingyun Road. Farewell, go to Qingyun Road if you don't know a person, Qingcheng Jianmen said that he will not be responsible for the life and death of people on Qingyun Road.

This notorious bluestone path descends from Yangqing Peak and crosses the Qingcheng mountain guard array. Wherever it passes, it can be said that there are no birds and no trace of people. Not a single weed grows, and even the surrounding bamboo forest is dense. The painting style is not the same as other places in Qingcheng Mountain. The color is as dark as ink, and the long leaves are as hard as iron. When the breeze blows, the bamboos sway, like a nest of ghosts and monsters.

Che Shanxue stood at the foot of Qingyun Road. Although she couldn't see the weird scene, she could sense the pervasive death with the spiritual sense cultivated by Master Zhu, and she had nothing to say for a while.

He couldn't help but think to himself: before they met, Chen Wei gave him a blow, are they really at odds?

"You know how powerful you are," said the Qingcheng disciple, who has never been used to the Liu family's faction, so he was selected to do this. Qingyun Road."

"Little brother," Che Shanxue asked, "Just now you said that the formation here is only half opened."

"Oh, Brother Yao," Liu Boguang heard Che Shanxue's words that he wanted to give it a try, and hurriedly persuaded him, "The formation on Qingyun Road is part of my Qingcheng mountain protection formation, even if its power is halved, it's not the same. Whoever can go up. I don’t know who the head nephew got angry and lost his temper. You wait at the bottom of the mountain now, and I will persuade him.”

The Qingcheng disciple who sent the message snorted, Liu Boguang looked uneasy, and turned around with his own crowd to go up the mountain.He had only taken two steps when he heard the chaotic screams behind him, and turned his head quickly.

I saw that brother Yao broke through the obstruction of Qingcheng disciples and had already set foot on Qingyun Road.

The ghost in Che Shanxue's shadow couldn't follow, and was ejected directly from Qingyun Road.All of a sudden, ghosts filled the sky, the wind was strong, and the dead leaves and dust covered people's sight. When the sudden evil wind dissipated, the ghosts hid again, and no one was seen on Qingyun Road.

"It's over, it's over." Liu Boguang thought.

If the person sent by the Holy Spirit to deal with Chen Wei died here, how should he explain to Hong Jing.

"Quickly report to the master," Liu Boguang urged, sweating profusely, "Please close the formation here for a while."

On Qingyun Road, Che Shanxue naturally didn't know that someone was worrying about his life.

The stone steps under the feet are wet and slippery, covered with moss, because no one has cleaned them, and the fallen leaves almost cover half of the path, piled up together, exuding a rotten smell, miasma lingers in the dark bamboo forest, and under the sky, you can see the light purple The halo can stun a group of doctors who know drugs.

But Che Shanxue couldn't see, and his eyes still can't be opened.

There have never been rumors in the world that the Great Master is blind, but since Che Shanxue woke up in Hehe Town, he has been very adaptable to the situation of not being able to see anything, which is enough to show that he was very used to the life of inconvenient eyesight, even if he lost his soul , Physical instincts can also be handled skillfully.

These days, he came to Mount Qingcheng just like this. No matter how inconvenient the journey was, he never had the urge to open his eyes.

But now, Che Shanxue suddenly wanted to open her eyes and take a look at Qingyun Road.

He felt that he had...been here.

Once climbed, out of breath, to meet...

see who?

Che Shanxue paused for a moment, only feeling that her headache was about to split, and something was about to come out.

And the furtiveness in the dark bamboo forest is also getting louder and louder. The moment Che Shanxue stopped, a gust of evil wind swept the bamboo leaves and rushed towards him. On one side, just waiting for him to throw himself into the trap.

But Che Shanxue didn't notice it suddenly. In his dark field of vision, that father who appeared indiscriminately... no, Che Yan, the founding emperor of Dayan, appeared again.

He is still in the silver armor and red robe military uniform, holding a sword in one hand, and greeted Che Shanxue with the other: "Yaoer, look, this is a bamboo knife array, if we step into it like us, it will trigger the aura drawn by it, and the bamboo leaves will shoot!" It came out, right? But no matter how many bamboo leaves there are, how can there be as many stars in the sky? At this time, we should use the starry sky in Ziwei Sword Song... like this!"

What I heard in my ears was the rustling of bamboo leaves breaking through the air, but what appeared in front of my eyes was the sword light like a rain of stars. With my blind eyes, Che Shanxue seemed to be in a different time and space at this moment. His right hand trembled, trying to take out his sword, but he couldn't touch it.

That's right, he didn't use a sword a long time ago... What he is good at now is the blessing of prosperity and the curse of decline.

This thought seemed to turn on some kind of switch. Numerous sentences unfolded in my mind like a scroll, and various secret techniques and spells could be recited in the next moment, as if they had never been forgotten.Without thinking about how to deal with it, Che Shanxue rolled up his sleeves, and a stronger wind rushed towards Zhuye Yaofeng.

The wind fights against the wind, and can only block it for a while, but the sharp bamboo leaves like small knives come through the wind, carrying a momentum that blocks the sky and the sun, and does not push the car, mountain and snow through seventeen or eight holes. Swear not to give up.

Che Shanxue did not retreat, covered her face with her sleeve, and took a deep, deep breath.

It was a sucking method like a whale swallowing in the sea, but it didn't disturb the bamboo leaves that were shot, it didn't disturb the rotten wood at the feet, and it didn't disturb the bamboo forests on both sides of Qingyun Road. Che Shanxue's heart and soul.

In just one breath, the surrounding miasma was completely sucked away!

After doing all this, Che Shanxue held his breath for a moment, and then, slowly, slowly, he spit out the miasma in his lungs again.

When the miasma entered Che Shanxue's lungs, it was only lavender, but when it emerged from Che Shanxue's mouth like smoke, the color had already turned dark purple like night, and the curse and venom were several times thicker.

As soon as the countless bamboo-leaf knives shot at Che Shanxue submerged in the deep purple miasma, they turned into green smoke and melted into it without any struggle.

Surrounded by miasma, Che Shanxue stepped forward and continued to walk up.

The deep purple miasma lingered around him, covering an ever-increasing area. If someone followed Che Shanxue up Qingyun Road, they would find that the stone steps along the way were smooth and dust-free, with no moss or rotten leaves. As clean as freshly washed.And Che Shanxue himself passed the area of ​​the Bamboo Knife Array and entered the next level.

A stream winds its way, accompanying Qingyun Road.

Qingyan flowing water should be a beautiful scene, but there is no such thing as a stream happily lapping pebbles here.The water flow was pitch black, and the water surface was calm. It was obviously just a shallow stream, but it looked as if it was bottomless, and it could take people's souls away.

"Eight thousand dead soul formation," Che Yan said loudly in his memory, "Since souls come from water, we should use sparks to break them."

A sword move flashed before Che Shanxue's eyes again, it was just a horizontal slash, but it was powerful enough to start a prairie fire.

But he can't use the moves in Ziwei Sword Song anymore, after all, no matter how fire can defeat water, how can Zhu Shi overcome ghost.

In the face of an army of [-] fierce ghosts, Che Shanxue could still keep his face unchanged. Even if the eight thousand soul formations had the blessing of the Qingcheng Mountain Guard formation, compared with General Zhou's group of comrades, the gap was still like a stone on the side of the road. The ancient jade.

Amidst the screams of the dead souls in the formation, Che Shanxue easily stepped over.

After that, there was the Snowman Formation, the Liusha Formation, and the Remnant Sword Formation... Che Shanxue broke through the formation all the way, feeling the memories of her childhood gradually awakening in her mind.

His height seems to be getting shorter, becoming only as tall as an adult's thigh, his hands and feet seem to be shortening, and he can't walk up the stairs, he can only jump up; Wearing a padded jacket and a leather jacket, like a ball, holding Che Yan's hand, walking on Qingyun Road covered in sweat.

That's right, he walked Qingyun Road.

Many years ago, Dayan was established as a country, and there was a demon disaster on the border. As the lord of the country, Che Yan stooped to Qingcheng Jianmen for help.

At that time, when the war was at an early level, everyone felt that there would be another war soon, so how could they lend their strength to an enemy who had fought not long ago.

The sword gate of Qingcheng refused to be closed, so Che Yan took his youngest son along Qingyun Road.

Che Shanxue was only seven years old at the time, how did Che Yan lie to him in order to let him go up the mountain with him?

"There is a very powerful little brother on this mountain."

"Oh, am I as good as you?"

"He's better than you. He's only a month older than you, and he learned swords later than you, but I'm afraid you can't beat him."

Che Yan is a great master of martial arts, since he said that Che Shanxue can't win, Che Shanxue must not win.

But Xiao Tuanzi, who followed his father on Qingyun Road, was not convinced, and asked with a puffy face, "Who is he?"

"His name is Chen Wei, and he is the only disciple of the head of Qingcheng. In terms of talent, he is not inferior to you. What's more...ah, it's the end."

One big and one small passed the last step, and there were already people waiting at the end of Qingyun Road.

It was a young sword boy in thin green clothes, holding a wooden sword taller than others in his arms.

"My head has been waiting for a long time," the sword boy bowed and said, "Your Majesty, please follow me."

After speaking, Jiantong raised his head. He was short and his eyesight was low. The first thing he saw was a fluffy little dumpling standing beside the honored guest.

what?The young Chen Wei thought to himself, the fat bamboo bear from the mountain ran out?

Furry Tuanzi also saw him.

"Are you Chen Wei?" Tuanzi, who was dressed too much, clumsily pulled out a delicate sword, "Draw your sword, I want to challenge you!"

Chen Wei was taken aback for a moment, and accepted the challenge without asking any questions.

Later, did he win?Still lost?

The memory stopped abruptly, leaving the huge suspense to Che Shanxue herself.

After a hundred years, he stepped over the last step of Qingyun Road for the second time. He was out of breath and dizzy from climbing the mountain. In a trance, he almost thought that the sword boy in blue was still standing at the end of the steps.

but.

There was no one at the end of Qingyun Road.

Because he didn't think Master Wuming could pass Qingyun Road, no one was waiting here.