Biased in the Jianghu to find the sword fairy [Comprehensive martial arts + sword three]

Chapter 1.Pure sun and deep snow.

At first, Ye Gucheng just felt a little cold.

Ever since he had made some progress in internal skills, he hadn't experienced the miraculous feeling of Leng for many years.

Instinctively took a breath of the cool air, Ye Gucheng was a little surprised that he could still feel the rise and fall of his chest.He clearly remembered Ximen Chuuxue's last sword strike—the momentum of that sword seemed to be able to split the sky, and it seemed that he should stab forward—every child who just learned swords can do it. prick.But the elegance of that sword can be said to be the only one seen in the lives of everyone present.

After all, who could have seen a sword that could penetrate Ye Gucheng's chest elsewhere?

Subconsciously touching his chest with his hands, Ye Gucheng froze for a moment.He was pretty sure it was his hand.However, the bones in those hands were soft, and the fingertips and palms did not have the thin calluses honed from practicing swords in the past.There is no doubt that such hands belong to Ye Gucheng, but they are not Ye Gucheng who is the lord of Baiyun City.

"Young master, we are going to Chunyang Palace soon."

A middle-aged man's voice sounded, he stood half a step behind Ye Gucheng, he didn't push himself up because of the young master, but became more respectful and cautious.Seeing Ye Gucheng's slight pause, how did he know how Ye Gucheng's heart was surging, he only thought that the young master was a little tired from walking on the unmelted snow leading to Chunyang Palace.

"Chunyang?" Ye Gucheng paused slightly.He has been a magistrate at the age of five, and has practiced swordsmanship for two years.He could not remember wrongly, when he was five years old, he did go out to practice swords with the company of his housekeeper.But at that time, he joined the Bashan Sword Sect, not the Chunyang Palace that the steward said today.What's more, he has the memory of nearly 30 years since then, but he has never heard the name of Chunyang at all.

The butler was stunned for a moment, but still dutifully explained to Ye Gucheng: "Yes, now the servant is going to escort the young master to practice swordsmanship in Chunyang. Real person, the wife was seriously ill that day, fearing that the young master would have no one to rely on, so she forced her sick body to kneel in Huashan for three days, and the real person of Taiyin agreed to let you worship Chunyang, and practiced swords from the head of the real person of Taiyin. Seven has passed, and the young master should go to Chunyang."

After hearing the butler's words, Ye Gucheng nodded slightly and stopped talking.

He was only five years old, but Ye Gucheng had a calm face, and his eyes did not look around like ordinary children.He calmly walked the path under his feet, and his well-made brocade boots stepped on the snow, but they only made a slight sound—if he wasn't young now, such a small sound should not have been made.

But no one knew the turbulent waves in his heart now.

He is very sure that this world is not a dream, because there is no such real chill of falling snow in the dream.However, everything here is indeed different from the previous life.In his previous life, he lost his father when he was young, and his mother was the noble daughter of the Xie family in Nanhai.Although the parents are just a faint shadow to Ye Gucheng.But Ye Gucheng is also clear that his mother is a well-bred lady who knows how to play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but she is determined not to have anything to do with a martial art.

Slightly pursing his lips, Ye Gucheng continued to walk forward.

——He thought that everything was over, and he had no regrets.The past life is gone, he doesn't know what's the point of doing it all over again.Even Ye Gucheng, who was so determined that he could look down on life and death, felt a little bit at a loss at this moment.

He doesn't know how to go on the road from now on, but he just needs to go on step by step.

"Where is my sword?"

The voice of the undersized little boy seemed to be mixed with pure Yang Luoxue, and the housekeeper who was walking forward was excited, and subconsciously took a short one from the hand of the boy beside him, but it glowed like jade. The sword, with both hands in front of Ye Gucheng.

Ye Gucheng suddenly took the sword.

Although this sword is not the black scabbard sword that he has never left since he was an adult, nor is it an overseas cold sword elite, it is also familiar to Ye Gucheng.

The Yunshui sword was used by him when he was young and undersized, until he was ten and four, he used his sword to break through the twelve strongholds of bandits on the sea, and when he had just mastered the art of swordsmanship, he submerged the sword into the sword mound in Baiyun City .

The sword is already in hand, even though the future is unpredictable, this life is strange, the past has changed, and Chunyang is still uncertain, but Ye Gucheng has nothing to fear.

After walking for about half a day, Ye Gucheng and his group had already reached the foot of Mount Hua.Looking around, there seems to be nothing on Huashan Mountain, only hundreds of feet of green pines and white snow.

A figure wearing a high crown and a Taoist robe with blue patterns on a white background walked towards them vaguely.Ye Gucheng glanced behind him, there was not even a single footprint on the white snow, except for the dust that was blown up by the wind.

This person's lightness kung fu must be good.Ye Gucheng's heart trembled, and he quietly clenched the sword in his hand.He is only five years old!Although this body is only five years old, Ye Gucheng has been obsessed with swordsmanship for 30 years.A master who has practiced swordsmanship for 30 years, even though he lives in the body of a five-year-old boy, his sudden burst of sword energy is still not to be underestimated.

Even a person who doesn't practice swords can still feel the breathless aura around Ye Gucheng at this moment, not to mention that Chong Yi is a good swordsman.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and Chongyi's gaze paused for a moment on Ye Gucheng's sword-holding hand, before he sighed: "Good sword."

He didn't despise the person in front of him because he was only five years old. On the contrary, Chongyi's eyes were very pure.What he saw was not the person in front of him, but the sword in front of him.As soon as he entered Chunyang, Chongyi was already an idiot when it came to learning swords.

Ye Gucheng's eyes also stayed on the long sword behind the Daoist Chongyi in front of him.The scabbard of that sword is simple and simple, but it is different from every sword Ye Gucheng has seen before.The bloody aura of this sword is strong, and there are countless dead souls under the sword, but there is no sinister aura at all.It's like the person in front of him is not a cultivator who has never killed anyone, but he is still calm and bright, with a sense of immortality.

Chong Yi noticed his gaze, untied the long sword behind his back and placed it in front of his body: "The name of this sword is Zhishui. The heart is like the meaning of Zhishui."

Ye Gucheng nodded, "It's also a good sword."

Chong Yi remained silent, but there was no sign of complacency on his face, he just put the sword back into its sheath again, looked up at the top of Huashan Mountain, which seemed to tower into the sky, and said: "There is no distinction between good and bad swords, only the quality of the sword's heart." That's all."

Before Ye Gucheng could say anything, Chongyi had already stopped.Now there is no way for them, and since Daoist Chongyi appeared, the housekeeper of Baiyun City has led his servants to retreat.Since the Anshi Rebellion in Tang Dynasty, Chunyang has been hidden from the world.If you are not a child of Chunyang Palace, you must not enter Chunyang for anything. The housekeeper still understands such rules.

Chong Yi turned around, with complete solemnity in his voice.He bent down and looked at Ye Gucheng, and then said: "Chunyang is deep in snow, although it is not completely isolated from the outside world, it is not far away. Now if you want to enter Chunyang, it is certainly Xie Shimei's last wish, but you still need to go to Chunyang again." Be careful."

Ye Gucheng didn't say a word, but his star-like pupils looked at Chongyi calmly.

Chong Yi looked into his eyes, and said word by word: "I, Chunyang Palace, specialize in the way of swordsmanship. There is a saying in the "Tao Te Ching": The highest goodness is like water, and water benefits all things without fighting. Fighting and not fighting will definitely run through your sword practice and Taoism. If you choose to join Chunyang Palace, you still need to make a vow of practice at this moment: "The road can be walked, but it is no longer the road that ordinary people walk; what is the name, you must have the upper body and the heart, and participate in the supreme sword. ! "Chunyang Qingxiu requires perseverance and perseverance. Are you willing to accept the Daojian Qingxiu who has obtained the supreme martial arts, enter my gate, and become a formal disciple of Chunyang?" [1]"

Fighting and not fighting.

Ye Gucheng carefully read the two words, thousands of old things just kept coming.After all, he is not a five-year-old child, he knows the past of Baiyun City, and also understands his own responsibilities.If his personal hesitation and helplessness were to be erased, in one word, wouldn't the life of City Lord Baiyun be summed up in the four words "struggle and not fight"?

The Ye family in Nanhai was originally the blood of the previous dynasty, and the pain of subjugation has spread into the blood of every Ye family's descendants.He is old, and he can't understand what the elders in the family said about his pain and hatred, but Ye Gucheng, as the head of the Ye clan, how can he not fight?

But so what?The broken mountains and rivers are not what Ye Gucheng imagined, the imperial power is elusive, and the world will inevitably have disputes again.He has been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, so why would he want to fall into the world of mortals?He protects the well-being and happiness of the people in a city, so why would he want the world to have another dispute?

To fight or not to fight is a dilemma for Ye Gucheng.

However, Chong Yi also said that all disciples of Chunyang have a path to follow, but it is no longer the path taken by ordinary people; to get the name, one must have the upper body and heavenly heart, and practice the supreme sword.

Ye Gucheng's heart trembled as soon as these words caught his ears.The load that had been lingering on him for a long time seemed to loosen a little, giving him a chance to breathe.Yes, the road ahead is a long way to go, but it is not the road of yesterday.At this time, he could vaguely understand the choice of the mother who had no chance to meet in this life—she knelt for three days, broke the deadlock for her child, and led him to another path.However, she could no longer protect the child and continue walking.

What a loving mother.Resisting the reddened eye sockets, until this time, Ye Gucheng's face showed a little relaxed expression.As if the haze had dissipated, he repeated the oath of Chunyang Palace word by word.

"Okay." He clapped his hands and smiled at Yi, and then said, "From now on, you are the official disciple of my Chunyang Palace in Huashan. I hope you can stick to today's words, if you are not confused, ask your heart with your sword, and seek the way."

Looking at the childish star-like eyes in front of him, Chong Yi nodded slightly, then picked up Ye Gucheng, made a ladder cloud, and disappeared into the vast snow.

#Being hugged inexplicably by someone, it must be the wrong way of rebirth of the city lord#

#白云·五岁·布主 has officially started running on the road of ignorance today#