It turned out that it was not silence, but that the light was too dazzling and the sound was too deafening, making everyone temporarily blind and deaf.
Everyone was at a loss and didn't know where they were, as if there was no one in the past, no one came later, only the world is leisurely.
When he regained his vision again, he saw a trace of golden light, traversing the sky, and the weather was so great that it split half the night.
That is the sword track of Wanjian Changhong.
So the entire cultivation world, no matter the mountains and rivers, or the isolated islands overseas; no matter the high sects or the scattered cultivators, all know that when Ji Xiao returns, the sky is above!
Thousands of miles away in Changchun Peak, the pond was turbulent, and the moon shadow on the water surface was smashed. San Jiao panicked: "That sword won't be angry, right?"
Da Jiao Xue Yu Qishu's tone was close to that of Chu Kong Wuya: "Brother Chu, don't be angry. Ji Xiao's favorite sword must be you!"
Ji Xiao is also looking at the sky. He looked at the crack in the sky and felt a little regret: "It's still a little bit worse."
There were ten thousand demons before, and ten thousand swords in the future, but the door to heaven has not yet been fully opened.
Ji Xiao said again: "Thank you very much, let's go."
Wan Jian trembled with joy, and made a humming sound, like thousands of cicadas flapping their wings at the same time in a summer night.
After saying hello, they scattered like fireworks falling to the ground, flying in all directions, and returning to their respective owners.
Yu Qishu remembered it many years later, and still felt that it was a dream—the mountains in a radius of ten miles were razed to the ground, and the boulders filled the entire lake, forming an endless rocky beach. The mountains and rivers shattered, Xingyue retreated, his senior brother was alone, looking at the sword track that was tearing apart the night sky, and said, "It's still a little bit."
And his master put away the barrier, comforted the young disciple and said, "It's all right."
Then they walked towards the senior brother, the two simply said a few words, and they walked away hand in hand, like two white gulls between the sky and the earth.
****
Ji Xiao was resurrected, Hanshan opened up, and the pattern of the practice world changed again. Countless cultivators came to hear the news, handed in prayers and sent congratulatory gifts, hoping to visit Hanshan as a guest. One He Jixiao real person was resurrected from the dead, and two He people and demons formed an alliance.
But after the war, Meng Xueli and Ji Xiao went to the demon world, and only appeared again after ten days.
It was a good day and auspicious day. The King of Snow Mountain and Ji Xiao Jianzun were in a place outside the realm, and signed a treaty of non-aggression between humans and demons for a hundred years.
Behind Ji Xiao was the head of Hanshan and the heads of various factions, and behind Meng Xueli was a group of demons who showed their true form.
The demon clan has a relatively simple mind. After the disaster in Fengyue City, the vitality of the clan was severely damaged. They need to recuperate and form an alliance with the human world, so they are not afraid of the demon clan taking advantage of the fire.
The monks in the world thought more, and praised them on the surface: "One is the king of all demons, and the other is invincible in the world. With the two of them as Taoist companions, the demons would not dare to invade the world again for a hundred years, and the monks from all over the world can practice with peace of mind. Look up to the Gate of Heaven, and pursue the secret of ascension."
In private, he said that he thanked the real person Ji Xiao for sacrificing his color, and hoped that he could coax the big monster well, and that there would be no problems in the relationship between the Taoist companions.
After the bloody feast on the night of the full moon, Gui Qing died and disappeared, and all the elders and big figures from all over the world who participated in the death of Ji Xiao were abolished and cultivated, and they were no different from ordinary people. If they had always been mortals, they might have been content and happy, but these people once stood at high places and fell into the dust, even if they still had their lives, they still felt unbearable pain.
That night, many strong people fought and showed their magical powers, and then there were thousands of swords and rainbows. Under the impact of Yu Wei, the islands on the lake were submerged and the temple collapsed. Broken trees and boulders rolled down from the surrounding mountains, filling Mingyue Lake into a rocky beach. The flowing water then takes a detour and forms new waters.
If you go again today, you will not see vast smoke waves, flocks of water birds, boats on the lake, only broken halberds sinking into sand, broken swords standing in rows, and sword intent floating in the air, which is very terrifying.
The lake has disappeared, and the sect that stands by the lake has been scoured and submerged by the torrent of history.
The sky is constant, and the rise and fall alternate.
During this process, neither Ji Xiao nor Han Shan intervened or expressed their stance. But there will never be a shortage of people in the world who want to seize the opportunity to see the wind turn the rudder up and down, and fall into the rocks.
The turbulence in the cultivation world subsided, and it continued to function as before.
In Jixiao's Wanjian Changhong, most of the swords are intact, but there are also very few disciples. Originally, the realm was low, and the sword was of ordinary quality, so it was overwhelmed and broke in two. Qian Zhenren sent the news from the various business houses that whose sword was damaged in the war, you can hold the broken sword and go to Hengtong Juyuan to recast a better one for free, and also come with a hypericum flower.
After Meng Xueli heard about it, he brought his two apprentices to visit Hengtong Juyuan. He actually apologized to Qian Yuzhi, because after the opening of the human and demon trade routes, Hengtong Juyuan's secret business will inevitably be affected, but Qian Zhenzhen said: "Originally I was a monopoly, and you made free competition. In the short term See, it is Hengtong Juyuan that makes profits, but in the long run, it's a good thing. If there is friction between the human and demon worlds a hundred years later, perhaps there is no need to use force."
Meng Xueli nodded: "I hope everything goes well."
After he left, Yu Qishu couldn't help but ask Qian Yuzhi, "If you don't use force, what else can you do?"
Zhenren Qian said a lot of ideas about import, export and trade wars, but Yu Qishu couldn't understand it at all.
****
It is said that on the night of the full moon, after the group walked out of the boundary of Mingyue Lake, Jing Di was smiling miserably, but suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
Song Qianyi hurriedly took his pulse: "The situation is very bad. He can walk for so long, and he can only hold on with one breath... "
She looked at the lake and mountains not far away, the chaotic lights and figures shook, and there was a vague sense of danger, "You must leave here as soon as possible and find a quiet and safe place to heal him!"
Teammates look embarrassed, they have left their respective schools, where is a quiet and safe place
Qingdai thought for a while, but she didn't care about the extravagance and waste of money, so she patted the storage bag and summoned a small flying boat: "Follow me. Go to the main altar of the Loose Cultivation Alliance first."
Everyone boarded the small flying boat and flew towards Hanmen City.
Contrary to the expectations of several sect disciples, the main altar of the Sanctuary Alliance was not in a hidden place, but on the main street of Hanmen City.
It is not only open and aboveboard, but also magnificent, with a door like a big inn. They settled Jing Di, Song Qianyi worked all night, and finally said, "It's stabilized, no accident, I can wake up tomorrow."
Only then did the teammates breathe a sigh of relief and have the intention to visit the Loose Cultivation Alliance. The hall here is open, with rows of partitions and windows, somewhat like a pawnshop.
Some people wore black cloaks to hide their figures, and some people wore normal clothes. When they saw them, they all stepped forward to greet Qingdai.
"Everyone usually comes to accept the reward quest and exchange cultivation resources." Qingdai explained, "This place is very close to Hengtong Juyuan Head Office, and it is convenient to buy and sell."
The exchanges are continuous and orderly, unlike the rumors that the loose cultivators have a sinister temperament and like to violently kill people and seize treasures. Song Qianyi and the others thought at the same time, it seems that it is not that bad to be a loose cultivator.
Although they took a closer look and found that the resources exchanged in each window were mostly low-level spirit grasses, low-level spirit pills, etc., things that they didn't look down on in the sect, but their confusion and fatigue were swept away, and they were worried about the future. Rekindled new hope.
Song Qianyi said: "No matter where you are, you still practice the same way."
The other teammates began to look at the countless wooden signs hanging on the wall, and whispered: "Explore the South China Sea Islands, draw a map, offer a reward of 600 high-grade spirit stones; find a lost spirit beast pet, offer a reward of 200 spirit stones..." These tasks are varied. Everything from adventure treasure hunts to odds and ends.
The animal master Xu Sanshan was overjoyed: "Wow, I can take this!"
Zheng Mu was startled: "...You adapt really fast."
Qingdai saw that they didn't mean to leave, and smiled: "We have limited conditions here, unlike you in a sect, you can live in a big yard alone."
Song Qianyi smiled and said, "The leader of the alliance is very polite, but I wish I could not be as good as this, and listen to the arrangement of the leader of the alliance."
Qingdai led them to the guest house: "There are not many vacancies right now, and one of you has to be in a room with others."
Xu Sanshan patted his chest: "Masters are not particular, I can live anywhere, let me squeeze."
"That's good." Qingdai summoned the scattered cultivators behind her, "Let this Senior Brother Xu go to Room No. 1 Tianzi."
Xu Sanshan thought, "Tianzi No. 1" sounds good.
He confidently left with Sanxiu, and after a while, he rushed back like a whirlwind.
When everyone saw him, he looked terrified, as if being chased by a flood and beasts behind him.
Xu Sanshan collapsed: "Ah, it's actually him! I can't live anymore, I sleep on the road!"
His teammates were puzzled and looked embarrassed. Liu Jing made a relief and said, "Let the leader of the alliance be laughed at, so let me live."
After speaking, he went forward indifferently, but Song Qianyi watched him rush back: "Ah, help!"
Zheng Mu hurried to look at it, and rushed out after a while: "Amitabha! Why is he!"
The three teammates hugged and shivered.
Song Qianyi asked in surprise, "Who is that person in the room?"
Qingdai: "His name is Ning Wei, a homeless child. Now he teaches swordsmanship classes here. The class starts every day. Do you know each other?"
The three teammates screamed in unison again. Song Qianyi felt embarrassed.
Qingdai: "Actually, he is going to destroy the way and rebuild it. When he loses his cultivation, he will only be young, and we will treat him as a child."
The Beast Master looked aggrieved like a child: "No! I have a shadow on him, and I will be beaten by him every time I see him!"
Song Qianyi pushed open the door, saw a young Jianxiu wiping his sword in front of the case, looked at her calmly, nodded lightly, and said hello.
Really young. Song Qianyi also nodded.
The Beastmaster prepares to sleep in a tree at night.
At dusk, Song Qianyi went to heal Jing Di again, but saw that the bed was empty. She hurriedly went out to look for it, but saw Jing Di standing in front of the window of Ning Wei's room.
Jing Di lowered her head: "I want to say sorry to you, but I don't ask for your forgiveness."
Ning Wei didn't answer, and wiped his sword on his own.
Jing Di's teammates were all nervous, but the two were at peace with each other.
Day by day, Jing Di's injury healed slowly, and he rarely spoke. Teammates feel heartache.
Until Yu Qishu found out about their whereabouts, he hurried over before it was clear. The Sanctuary Alliance helped them cover their whereabouts, so Yu Qishu did not find it until more than ten days later. He brought the ice jade box, which contained Jing Di's broken arm, and everyone was pleasantly surprised.
"Recovery and hope, hurry up and tell Senior Brother Jing!"
But couldn't find it anywhere.
Zheng Mu said anxiously, "Senior Brother Jing is gone! Who among you saw Senior Brother Jing?"
"You don't need to look for it." Song Qianyi seemed to feel something, and sighed softly, "He's gone."
Xu Sanshan hesitated: "But he has lost his cultivation, and he has also broken his right arm and lost his sword..." The implication is, how should Jing Di live in such a bad situation
The autumn wind in Hanmen City was bleak, and Jing Di stepped on the fallen leaves and walked away alone.
There was no news of him after he left, and it has been twenty-three years since the world saw him again.
The broken arm didn't come in handy, and Yu Qishu returned to Changchun Peak in despair.
He just walked over the floating suspension bridge, and suddenly heard a familiar voice calling him: "Yu Yu!" A strange beauty galloped over, and threw her hands and feet on Yu Qi's chest.
Yu Qishu was shocked, and hurriedly pushed away the beauty who was throwing her arms away, her body was stiff, and she felt the other person's breath was familiar: "You..."
The mirage said aggrieved: "I'm a little mirage."
Yu Qishu turned him around and looked at him carefully: "What a little mirage!"
"I'm transformed!" The mirage wanted to hug it again.
"But now you are like this, you can't hug me casually any more." Yu Qishu saw that his eyes were confused, and immediately added seriously, "You can't hug others casually, and don't be a demon. It's not good for you!"
He used to take out the sleeping mirage from the rat's nest and urge him to practice. But after the mirage transforms, hugging is too awkward.
The mirage wanted to flick its tail, only to remember that it had no tail, and said yes.