The Xihe Mansion of the Great Qin Kingdom is rolling and majestic. At the foot of the emerald Lianyun Mountains, the world-famous Sword City is crowded with people as in the past. (learn ww)
The warriors who passed by, either carrying broadswords on their backs or carrying swords on their waists, came to this holy place of swordsmen with solemn expressions.
In front of the city gate, a young man in white clothes, with a slender long knife on his waist, stood upright at the foot of the city gate, with a slightly melancholy expression on his handsome and delicate face.
"Two years, two years, I, Xiao Chen, am here again."
It originally took two months to travel from Thunder Emperor Valley to Tiandao Pavilion, but with Xiao Chen's non-stop driving, the time was shortened by more than half, and he arrived here in half a month.
Along the way, as the distance got closer and closer, Xiao Chen's thoughts became more and more uneasy.
For two years, I have buried my thoughts about my lover in my heart, not thinking about it or asking about it.
Just because I don't have enough strength, I can't go back to this Heavenly Sword Pavilion at all. Just thinking about it will make me feel nothing but bitterness.
If you want to meet soon, don't think about anything. Just bury your longing in your heart and don't tell anyone. Loneliness, loneliness and bitterness, I have to taste it myself. When I reach my peak one day, I will fulfill his promise.
But now that he is approaching Sword City, the longing that used to be suppressed in his heart is floating out uncontrollably.
Is she doing well, how is she now, how is her injury? Will she blame me for not even writing a letter
Does she still remember that there was once a young boy who shouted those somewhat funny words on the top of a mountain
Do you still remember the promise made by the boy in white
Xiao Chen smiled sadly, shook his head slightly, retracted his longing for Piaoxu, paid the city entry tax, and walked slowly towards the city.
"Hehe, the influence of the white-robed swordsman is so great that even now there are still people imitating his appearance."
"It's normal, and I don't want to think about his deeds in the Tiandao Pavilion that day. He defeated the masters of the Holy Land alone, and then defeated many geniuses from the Qin Kingdom. Such a talented person, I have not had such a person in the Tiandao Pavilion for thousands of years. "
"It's a pity that that bastard Song Que is so wicked that we, Tiandao Pavilion, lost such a genius in vain."
"Yes, this bastard killed well. He deserved to be punched in the head. His killing was not unfair at all."
The whispers of the warriors guarding the city came from behind. Xiao Chen's six senses were sharp and he heard them clearly. Hearing the words, he couldn't help but reveal a faint smile.
I took a casual look at the city and saw that there were really not many warriors in the city wearing white robes and carrying slender swords at their waists.
Dao City is only the outer gate of Tian Dao Pavilion. Entering the inner gate is extremely difficult. Without the token, Xiao Chen's current strength is unable to force his way in.
However, he had his own method and did not go directly to the inner gate. He came to Sword City first for this plan.
The plan was very simple, just to steal an inner gate token at random. Although it was shameful, the junior fellow apprentices and sisters who were stolen could only say sorry.
Xiao Chen stayed in the city for half a day and quickly locked his target, which was a lone female disciple.
He was no more than eight years old, but his appearance was pretty. His hair was tied into a big ponytail, making him look very lively. He holds a small horizontal knife in his left hand, and a copper token hangs from his waist.
Following to a deserted street, Xiao Chen walked forward and said with a slight smile: "Hello, little junior sister."
The ponytail girl, with a delicate face, looked at Xiao Chen, who was wearing a white robe and had a handsome face. She was slightly startled, sensing the other person's unfathomable strength, and quickly bowed and said: "Hello, senior brother!"
I was secretly shocked, which brother is this from? He is so strong, he is young, and he is much stronger than his master.
In the Tiandao Pavilion, the rules are very strict. Junior brothers and sisters must treat their senior brother respectfully when they see him.
Xiao Chen was amused in his heart. This little girl seemed to really regard him as his senior brother. Taking advantage of the moment when the other party lowered his head, he moved his hand slightly to hook up the other party's token.
"What does senior brother want from me?" the pony-tailed girl said with some anxiety.
Xiao Chen put the token into his sleeve and said with a smile: "It's okay, senior brother admitted the wrong person, let's leave first."
Looking at Xiao Chen leaving, the ponytail girl felt puzzled and didn't know what happened. I touched my waist out of habit and was shocked to find that the token was gone.
"Don't go!"
The small horizontal knife in her hand was unsheathed like lightning. The pony-tailed girl shouted angrily, and the blade came out like a hand.
Rotating rapidly, the blade seemed to cut the air in half as it rotated, causing streams of air to whine.
"Xuanfeng Slash?"
Xiao Chen looked back, smiled slightly, and said: "But it still needs some heat, little junior sister must work harder."
He reached out and gently touched the blade, and surging vitality burst out from his fingertips.
boom!
The small horizontal knife that was spinning and flying turned back at an even faster speed under Xiao Chen's finger.
Before the ponytail girl could react, the blade swished and was inserted back into the sheath on her left hand.
"How could this happen?" The girl's delicate face said with surprise. Xuanfeng Zhan, one of the Nine Secrets of Qingyun, was actually broken like this.
After waiting for a while, he remembered that he had lost his token, and said with a sad face: "This senior brother is so bullying. He lost his token and robbed me. What should I do? What should I do?"
She was able to recognize Xuan Feng Zhan at a glance and break it easily without hurting her.
In the girl's opinion, the other party must be one of the genius disciples in Tiandao Pavilion. Because he accidentally lost his token and could not enter the mountain, he snatched her token.
Xiao Chen, who was walking away, turned over the token and took a look. As he expected, the word Qingyun was written on it, and the word Leng Qianqian was written on the front. The writing was broad and long.
"Khan, I'm so embarrassed this time. It's really a junior sister's waist card. Don't blame senior brother, right? Sissi, I'll return it to you later."
Hanging the waist tag on his waist, Xiao Chen came to the foot of Tiandao Pavilion and walked in seriously along with the flow of people.
The disciple guarding in front of the mountain gate took a quick glance and did not look closely. With so many people passing by every day, it was impossible for him to check them carefully one by one.
I can only rely on experience. If I see someone with a strange expression, I can call him down for a closer look. Xiao Chen has been a disciple of Tiandao Pavilion for a long time, so there will be any flaws.
The familiar road, the green hills, the attic, the paths, and the passing swordsmen and warriors, remain the same as in the past.
Before entering the city, Xiao Chen was still in a hurry, but when he actually set foot on the land of Tiandao Pavilion, everything calmed down.
With his footsteps half an inch in the air, Xiao Chen looked at the Qingyun Peak towering in the sky, took a deep breath, and walked slowly.
"Qingyun, I, Xiao Chen, am back. Sister Ruyue, Suifeng, Shaoyang, Xiaomeng, are you okay?"
Next to Xiao Chen, the Qingyun disciples passed by him one after another. There were many older disciples who felt familiar and stopped to take a closer look.
There was some speculation in his mind, but in two years, although Xiao Chen's appearance had not changed drastically, his temperament had undergone earth-shaking changes.
The greenness and immaturity that once existed on my face have gone without a trace, and there is a sense of vicissitudes and maturity on my face, which is very different from before.
The most important thing is that Xiao Chen once came to Tiandao Pavilion as Ye Chen, and his true identity was only exposed in the last battle.
Although these people had some guesses, they thought it couldn't be Xiao Chen, and that person had sworn that he would never step into the Tiandao Pavilion again.
After looking at it for a few times, he looked back and smiled to himself. He was too suspicious. There were so many swordsmen in white robes. Could it be that they were all Xiao Chen.
Being careful and hiding here and there will only make people more suspicious. Xiao Chen looked calm and walked forward openly.
Walking forward calmly, just half an hour away from Qingyun, a group of people wearing the uniforms of Biyun Peak disciples suddenly walked towards them.
Xiao Chen took one look at the appearance of the leader and quickly lowered his head, preparing to pass by in a low-key manner.
The leader was none other than Song Que's son Song Qianhe, now the peak master of Biyun Peak. At this moment, he was leading the people of Biyun Peak, talking and laughing as they prepared to leave the mountain.
When passing Xiao Chen, I didn't pay much attention at first, but when I glanced at Xiao Chen's face inadvertently, my expression changed drastically.
Xiao Chen had a grudge against him for killing his father. Over the years, that face would appear in his mind every day and every night. When he saw the real person, his heart was immediately shocked.
"Stop! Which peak are you a disciple of? Tell me your name." Song Qianhe shouted to Xiao Chen and scolded him fiercely.
Has it been discovered
With a wry smile on his face, Xiao Chen turned around helplessly. He was not afraid of this person, but he had just arrived in Qingyun and really didn't want to cause any trouble.
"Song Qianhe, long time no see." Xiao Chen said calmly with an indifferent look.
It's really him!
Song Qianhe's face was gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Xiao Chen, you really dare to show up. You swore that day not to step into the Tiandao Pavilion. Now that you have violated your oath, I see how you will explain to the people of the Presbyterian Council. "
The dozen or so Biyun Peak disciples behind him looked at Xiao Chen with extremely surprised expressions on their faces. Is this man in front of him the white-robed swordsman that was rumored to be so popular
Xiao Chen chuckled and said, "I'm sorry, you got it wrong. I didn't break my oath. I did not set foot on the Tiandao Pavilion."
Song Qianhe looked carefully and saw Xiao Chen's footsteps hovering half an inch above the ground. Under the cover of his long gown, it looked like he was really stepping on the ground.
However, these feet did not step on it after all.