Zhao Jiuge walked on the winding mountain path with a little helplessness on his lips. This was the first time he went out by himself since he entered Xuantian Sword Sect. In the past, Coach Zhou took him to Sijian Cliff or Deacon Hall. Little did he know that walking on foot would take so long.
I walked for two days, and it was visually estimated that I had one more day to go back out of the master's door. The entire Xuantian Sword Sect was built on the Xuantian Mountains. There were hundreds of peaks, large and small, and some were even too steep to climb up relying on foot strength. You had to have Only with a certain amount of strength can one fly away in the air.
Thinking of this, Zhao Jiuge thought of those flying swords with raging sword light and the spiritual beasts of different shapes. When could he have his own mount? After all, his strength was still not enough.
Although he lamented the winding mountain road, Zhao Jiuge felt happy in his heart. Thinking of the green plum sword placed in the ring, Zhao Jiuge instantly felt better, and even his steps became lighter.
I have been walking for two days now, and I should be able to leave today. The gray stone steps are like a belt on the mountain peak, constantly winding and circling. On one side are the mountains that look around, like a green wave, on the other side. Cliffs or woods. Fortunately, although Zhao Jiuge has been to Xuantian Sword Sect for one year, he has been to Sijian Cliff of Xuantian Peak and Xiaodang Peak in the Treasure Pavilion. Not to mention most of the other places, he has not even heard of them. I’ve heard that it’s not boring to look at the scenery along the trail.
The morning breeze blows, and the green waves that cover the mountains and many trees that Zhao Jiuge cannot name are swaying in the wind, which makes people secretly fascinated.
Along the way, Zhao Jiuge could see some old people sweeping the stone steps, or some old people meditating to absorb spiritual energy. Most of these old people were dressed in plain linen, and their appearance was not amazing. But Zhao Jiuge, who had seen powerful people, knew it with his eyes closed. These old people are not that simple.
So much so that whenever they met an older person along the way, a young man wearing a blue sword robe, with long black hair wrapped in an ordinary streamer, and a cloth bundle slung across his back, they would bend their waists slightly to show respect.
The young man has a handsome face, but he is not lacking in perseverance. The cloth bag behind his back contains the black cloth clothes he wore when he entered the Xuantian Sword Gate. The black cloth clothes were sewn by the old man who picked him up. The young man could not bear to part with them. leave.
And because the green plum sword was afraid of being too high-profile, it was simply placed in the ring to prevent it from showing its light.
Another gust of mountain wind blew by, and the mountain wind was slightly cold, waking up the young man from the sea of longing. In an instant, the young man thought of the old man who had stumbled all his life, of the nimble and playful Su Su, and of the cold but cold man with a peerless appearance. Prajna, thinking of Zhao Xiaotian who had the same fate as himself,
I also thought of many familiar faces, and those faces appeared and passed by in my mind instantly...
Suddenly an enchanting figure appeared in his mind, Bai Qingqing, a woman who couldn't hide from him at first. Who would have thought that the two of them would become good friends in the end, and if it weren't for her help, he wouldn't be able to hide. In exchange for this green plum sword, you must know that he gave it to him with a hundred tributes. If it weren't for her, he wouldn't have killed the Ghost Wind Spirit Wolf. In the end, he exchanged the corpse of the Ghost Wind Spirit Wolf for three hundred tributes. Gong, the corners of Zhao Jiuge's mouth turned up unconsciously when he thought of this.
Yes, if it weren't for the fickleness of fate, I might have spent my whole life in a muddle. How could I have embarked on this path of cultivation
Thinking back on every bit of the past, my steps became lighter along the way.
I don’t know how long it took, but at the foot of the mountain ahead, a pavilion appeared in Zhao Jiuge’s sight. Zhao Jiuge took a long breath and finally walked out of the Xuantian Mountains surrounded by peaks. Zhao Jiuge was surprised. This Xuantian Mountain Range will not take several years. Fortunately, I came down from Xiaodang Peak.
Arriving at the pavilion, there were several young men in black robes. Each young man had a murderous temperament, and their robes were all embroidered with blood-colored swords. As they got closer to these young men, the air seemed to become thicker.
Zhao Jiuge glanced at them in awe. There were three exits to the Xuantian Sword Gate. Each place was monitored by disciples from the Law Enforcement Hall, and there were always people lingering nearby, just in case. But for thousands of years, there were also Nothing has ever happened. Not only are there thousands of Qingyin Sword Formations guarding them, there are also some big shots who can feel everything in their minds.
Those young men with evil expressions and murderous intent glanced at Zhao Jiuge. After confirming that he was correct, they withdrew their gaze and ignored Zhao Jiuge.
Zhao Jiuge continued to walk out when he saw nothing strange, but when he turned around, he smiled to himself. He didn't blame the disciples of the Naye family for looking down on them. He really envied everything he saw. Now even the clothes of these law enforcement halls They were all a little envious, not to mention those magic weapons and those fantasy items.
Putting away the distracting thoughts in his heart, Zhao Jiuge quickened his pace and left here.
But when Zhao Jiuge walked far away, he turned around and looked around, then raised his neck and looked around with a look of disbelief on his face. Is this coming out? Wasn't it said that there was a large formation guarding the master's gate? Why didn't he see it? After wondering, Zhao Jiuge simply didn't bother to think about it. He looked at the wooden sign, determined the direction, and set off towards Yuhua Town.
When the day was about to pass, Zhao Jiuge's eyes lit up. He turned a corner and saw houses, farmland, and a few rising smoke. It was like a paradise-like scene in the distance.
Zhao Jiuge said softly with dry lips, "Finally came out."
After a year, Zhao Jiuge finally saw the people and scenery outside the world, as if he was in another world.
The air around him seemed to be smoky. Looking at the scenery in the distance, he must have come out of the mountains. This place must belong to the suburbs.
In the distance, there are only three or two houses side by side. Outside the houses is a large field. Each piece of farmland is surrounded by terraces, intertwined with each other. The smoke rises from a certain house. There is a small bamboo forest not far from the house. .
In the farmland, a burly middle-aged man with bare arms and feet, his trouser legs rolled up on his thighs, was bent over and busy working in the farmland. In the corner of the farmland, an old cow with black and yellow skin looked listless. Panting heavily, wagging its tail carefreely.
Sitting on the back of the cow was a child of five or six years old, wearing a red vest, a pair of loose trousers, bare feet and legs spread, sitting on the old cow, playing with concentration. With his own fingers, there was only a small strand of hair in the middle of the child's head, and the surrounding areas were bare. He looked cute, and he would look back at his father from time to time.
Seeing this familiar scene, Zhao Jiuge felt a little warm. Maybe these families were not rich, but they were happy.
Everything around him was like a paradise. Perhaps it was because he had not faced this kind of environment for a year. It took Zhao Jiuge a long time to react, swallowed heavily, and then stepped forward to ask the other party for directions.
At this time, Zhao Jiuge changed back into the black cloth robe when he left the school, carefully put the sword robe in the bag and carried it behind his back.
The sound of footsteps attracted the attention of the burly middle-aged man, who stared at Zhao Jiuge intently. His wheat-colored face, tanned by farm work, showed a bit of confusion and a bit of vigilance.
"Uncle, I would like to ask, how far is Yuhua Town from here?" Zhao Jiuge smiled honestly, holding his black hair with his right hand as if a little embarrassed, and stepped forward to ask.
Hearing the strange young man in front of him asking for directions, the burly man carefully looked at Zhao Jiuge from top to bottom. He was dressed in cheap cloth and had a simple and honest smile like a boy next door, which made this middle-aged man feel relieved a little. alert.
"Yuhua Town is not far from here. It's still more than 20 kilometers away. Are you alone, little brother?" The middle-aged man chuckled, then pointed in a direction with his hand and said to Zhao Jiuge.
Seeing Zhao Jiuge gently nodding, he looked at his son on the back of the old cow in the corner of the farmland from the corner of his eye, and then said nonchalantly, "I just happened to be going home after my work, let's talk while walking." After that, he walked like that He rolled up his trousers, put the child on his shoulder, and held the old cow with his other hand.
Although the people in the mountains are simple, the attentive middle-aged man was still a little worried. However, he responded enthusiastically to Zhao Jiuge's questions along the way. The two talked and laughed on the way, and soon arrived at the house a hundred meters away.
On the way, the child on his father's body looked at Zhao Jiuge curiously with a pair of dark eyes, as if he rarely saw strangers.
Hearing the sound of talking, a woman who was cooking in the house also came out. The woman was in her early thirties and pretty. She was dressed in a green skirt and wooden hairpin which added a bit of charm. She looked a little surprised. When she saw the stranger, the woman seemed a little embarrassed and lowered her head slightly, but when she saw that she was just worried about the child, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Out of womanliness, she did not speak, but stared at her husband with her eyes. When a young couple came out of a nearby house, they were also attracted by the sound of the conversation. The young man was a little thin, and when he saw that there was When he was an outsider, he held a sickle for farm work in his hand and looked at Zhao Jiuge warily. The countryside in the suburbs was no better than in the town, so it's no wonder these people were so careful.
Behind the young man were women wrapped in headscarves and tightly wrapped, holding a baby in a swaddling bag. Judging from the situation, they had just finished their confinement.
The young man protected his wife behind him and looked at Zhao Jiuge warily. Zhao Jiuge was not unsophisticated. Only now did he understand. However, he was also very understanding of the other party and had to be on guard.
"Don't be nervous. I'm just asking for directions. I'll leave as soon as I'm done. I won't disturb you." Zhao Jiuge smiled apologetically, feeling a little embarrassed.
When the burly man saw Zhao Jiuge's sitting posture, he felt good about it and lost his guard completely. He was also a little embarrassed at the moment. He looked at the dark sky and said, "How about you finish your meal and leave? As long as you don't I despise being shabby.”
The young man remained unmoved.
Zhao Jiuge shook his head quickly, "No, no, no, no, thank you, uncle, I have to be on my way in a hurry.
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The atmosphere was a bit depressing. For a while, no one said anything, and the burly man didn't stop him. Looking at Zhao Jiuge, he didn't persuade him to stay.
Zhao Jiuge felt a little embarrassed. Seeing everyone staring at him, he was embarrassed to stay any longer. After thanking him again, he turned and left.
Walking on the terraces, looking back, the two families were still there. Seeing the child acting coquettishly on his father's shoulder, and then climbing on the old cow to play, Zhao Jiuge longed for this kind of warmth in his heart.
After hearing the news that we were still more than 20 kilometers away from Yuhua Town, Zhao Jiuge felt better, and the fatigue from traveling for several days gradually faded away.
Trotting all the way, running very fast with light steps, I saw a young man wearing a black robe, with a bright smile on his delicate face, running on the terraced fields in the countryside.
There were sounds of young boys humming happy songs all around.
"Walking on a country road."
"The old cow who returns at dusk is my companion."
"The blue sky matches the sunset on my chest."
"The colorful clouds are the clothes of the sunset."
"There was also a piccolo playing faintly."
"Let your thoughts fly in the wind."
"How much loneliness and melancholy are drifting away with the evening wind.
"Forgotten on a country road."
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The voice is crisp and the songs are moving, melodious in the suburban world.