The morning sun came to the east, and the hills behind Linlu, the warm morning light without any trace of dawn, shrouded the hills in harmony. There were more than ten masters and apprentices in Jianlu, all standing in the warm light, facing the sun, looking like It is an oil painting.
Below the hill, the three generations of disciples of Jianlu, Jiantong and servants who have served Sigujian for countless years, the officials, watching this scene, knew that the master of Dongyi City was at the last moment, countless people couldn't hide their grief, and knelt down on the ground. He kowtowed in the direction of the hill.
On the mountainside, in the mountain dwelling, Fan Xian and Ying Ying looked over there, although their faces were not moved, their hearts were already moved. Fan Xian suddenly felt that his mood was a little weird. In fact, for so many years, his relationship with Dongyi City has always been extremely complicated, especially for the great master Sigujian. The other party is a super strong man, a great man who can change the general situation of the world with a single sword in his hand. In many past years, Sigu Sword has been his biggest enemy. The relationship has changed so much.
But even last night, Fan Xian didn't have any extra feelings for Si Gu Jian. The negotiation between him and Si Gu Jian was just a cooperation between the two parties based on certain interests. For a great master who killed many of his subordinates and killed many Qing people, Fan Xian really couldn't express much emotion.
But at this moment.
When the sun came, Fan Xian couldn't help laughing bitterly at himself. Looking at the thin figure on the top of the mountain, he wondered if he was dazzled. He actually regarded this great master as a revolutionary who protects the world and loves the people. .
Shadow took a step outside the mountain gate, quietly and dazedly looking at Sigu Jian on the top of the mountain, and at his elder brother who was entangled with his life, taking his last few breaths in the world.
After Fan Xian retreated to the shadow of the mountain gate, he became silent. For some reason, on a whim, two completely different zhenqi slowly circulated in his body, especially the powerful domineering zhenqi at the snow-capped mountain at his back. It was released along the two arms, and circled back at the edge of the palm, forming a very smooth circuit of true energy, only half an inch away from the palm, but it was an extremely sensitive burst of true energy released.
He felt something, sensed something, and looked sideways to the east, all the way to the vast sea over there, where the seaside waves were breathing under the red sun.
Si Gu Jian's eyes on the top of the mountain also fell on the waves.
There is a wind blowing in the distance, carrying slightly damp raindrops, and above the morning sun in the sky, there is a slightly thick dark cloud. The wind and rain are coming, it seems to be seeing off, it seems to be baptism.
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Except for Fan Xian and Si Gu Jian who was dying, no one could sense the aura that that person deliberately released. Fan Xian quietly left the mountain residence, left behind the people who worshiped the ground around the sword hut, and slanted into Dongyi City, increasing his speed to the fastest level, and it took only a very short time. After walking past private houses and businesses, passing by ships at the port, he came to a secluded beach outside Dongyi City, near the coast of the East China Sea.
At this time, the raindrops on the beach had already fallen densely, hitting the beach with thousands of pits.
A gray shadow flitted past, and then stopped extremely forcefully on the bluestone beside the beach. It was Fan Xian. He squinted at the small pits made by the rain on the beach, and suddenly thought of the marks left on the beach when he watched the half of the boat sink under the cliffs in Danzhou many years ago.
The wind and rain didn't get bigger, it just blew and landed softly and coldly. The morning sun rose higher, and after rising into the rain clouds, the light in the entire Dongyi City became darker, especially at sea, where the waves smashed against the rocks, stirring up countless water mist, which was the same as the slanting wind and drizzle falling from the sky. Hand in, add a bit of misty color.
Behind the misty water, a huge ship slowly appeared. The hull was huge, and it was the kind of ocean-going merchant ship that could withstand the huge waves of thousands of miles of sea. The boat couldn't get close to the rocky shore, but a figure appeared in the sea far away. Although the distance was extremely far away, Fan Xian still felt a little nervous due to the unreasonable sense of oppression.
The sea suddenly calmed down at this time. Although the wind and rain continued, the raindrops entered the sea silently, entered the sand silently, and moistened the world silently. The breath of the continent.
In the white mist, a small boat loomed.
Fan Xian took a deep breath, then stepped on the slightly wet sandy beach, walked towards the sea, and greeted the boat.
Standing at the prow of the boat is a man with his hands behind his back, his long white hair tied behind his head with a cloth strip, his face is strange, his eyes are clear and unfathomable, and he wears a hat on his head. Although small, it prevents the gentle but dense wind and rain all over the sky from getting close to the boat.
There was a person sitting in the bow, also wearing a hat, but the brim of the hat did not cover his hair with a different color, and the weird and terrifying smile on his lips.
Ye Liuyun came, and when Si Gujian was dying, he finally came to see him off.
Fan Xian was slightly shocked, then looked at the person sitting in the stern, and smiled gently. Mr. Fei Jie also came. At the time when he was about to be physically and mentally exhausted, being able to see a close relative actually diluted the shock caused by Ye Liuyun's sudden appearance.
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The boat approached the beach, Ye Liuyun stood quietly at the bow, his eyes passed through the green tree hills by the sea, and cast his eyes into the distance, probably in the distance in that direction, Sigu Jian was on the hill, looking at the sea miserably and indifferently .
Fan Xian stood in the wind and rain, wiped the rain off his face, looked at the silent Ye Liuyun, parted his thin lips slightly, but still didn't say a word.
As the sound of the water gradually increased, Fei Jie jumped off from the stern and walked towards the shore in the shallow water. Fan Xian hurried forward and helped the teacher to the shore. The master and the apprentice looked at each other with gentle and gratifying eyes.
Fan Xian didn't talk about the problems in the capital, Shijia Village, or Chen Pingping's problems, because he knew that it was his lifelong wish for Teacher Fei Jie to travel abroad. I'm afraid he would have left Qing country long ago. Since Chen Pingping tricked him away, Fan Xian would naturally continue to deceive him.
"We've been wandering around the islands in Nanyang in the past two years." Fei Jie looked at his most proud disciple and said with a smile, "I decided to set sail this year and travel to the West to visit."
"The Western Ocean is far away." Fan Xian glanced at Ye Liuyun who was standing blankly on the bow of the ship, ignored the great master, took the teacher's hand and walked a little farther, and said worriedly: "With your temper, I'm afraid you will go to the Western Continent How many years will it take to go back and forth?"
Fei Jie looked at him with a smile, and said, "At the age of Master Ye and I, I'm afraid we won't be able to come back after we go."
Fan Xian's voice seemed to be blocked by something. Originally, he thought he would never see Mr. again in this life, but he didn't expect to see him today, but it was a farewell. After a moment of deep sadness, he forcefully pointed at Haizhong and said with a smile: "With such a big ship, even the world can go there."
Fei Jie looked back, saw the shadowy giant ship behind the mist, and said with a chuckle: "I bought a lot of foreign servants, and some foreign girls, who are very different from us girls. You have to watch, you must like."
"I've stayed with Ma Suo for a while." Fan Xian replied with a smile, "Why are you here today?"
Mr. Fei Jie wanted to talk about this issue earlier, he looked back at Ye Liuyun, who was standing at the bow of the boat and hadn't landed, and said after a moment of silence: "He seems to have sensed something, knowing that Si Gu Jian is going to die, so he wants to come and see him off. "
"Hmm..." Fan Xian lowered his head slightly, glanced at the statue-like Ye Liuyun in the rain from the corner of the bow, and said with a complicated smile, "Didn't Si Gu Jian be killed by him and His Majesty?"
Fei Jie shook his head, but didn't say anything. Fan Xian also stopped this topic, looked at Ye Liuyun's figure, and shook his head along with Mr.
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Ye Liuyun stood silently at the front of the boat, looking in the direction of Dongyi City silently. At this moment, the hat on his head seemed to have lost its effect. He let the wind and rain hit him, and then slipped into the boat, all wet.
After a long time, the grand master suddenly lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then waved to Fan Xian.
Fan Xian was slightly startled, but his expression didn't change a bit. He walked over calmly, stood knee-high in the sea, looked at the boat less than five steps away, and respectfully paid his respects.
"I'm leaving." Ye Liuyun looked at Fan Xian gently, and said, "Maybe I won't come back again, do you have anything to ask me?"
Among the four great masters in the world, Fan Xian had never seen Ku He. He only knew how powerful this Northern Qi national master was from Haitang, from the arrangement of Northern Qi afterward, and from Xiao En's memories. As for Si Gu Jian, he has personally experienced the opponent's shocking sword intent and clearly knows the opponent's battle line. As for His Majesty the Emperor, Fan Xian knew from the bottom of his heart how powerful the other party was.
Only Ye Liuyun, Fan Xian had met him when he was a teenager, and also met him in Jiangnan. The astonishment of that sword's overwhelming power made him have a complete understanding of the realm of a great master for the first time.
Moreover, Ye Liuyun is also fundamentally different from the other three great masters. He is like a idle cloud, drifting on the mainland all his life, living temporarily, and leaving again, like a spot of light without a thread, extremely chic .
Because of this, Fan Xian admired and admired Ye Liuyun the most in the past. However, it was Junshan Club first, and then Dadongshan. Fan Xian finally understood that there would never be a person in this world who does not eat the fireworks of the world.
If there is, it can only be Uncle Wu Zhu, not the great master on the boat at this time.
Fan Xian knew why Ye Liuyun spoke at this time. After a moment of silence, he didn't ask any questions about martial arts, but asked directly, "Why did you come?"
In the rain, Ye Liuyun raised his face slightly, and the whole Gu Qi's face appeared from under the hat. It seemed that he never thought that Fan Xian would ask such a question that surprised him in such a precious opportunity.
After a moment of silence, Ye Liuyun said, "I'm here to see you off."
"Why did you leave?" Fan Xian asked again.
"Because I like it." Ye Liuyun replied with a smile.
"Then why did you make the move?" Fan Xian finally asked.
"Because... I am a Qing person." Ye Liuyun replied seriously.
Fan Xian thought about this question for a long time. Celebrating people, he is also celebrating people. In this world, belonging can really determine the motivation of all actions, even the great master is no exception.
Fan Xian took a deep breath and said with a smile, "I don't have any other questions. I'm just curious. Will you come back in the future?"
"Who knows the future?"
Fan Xian shook his head and said nothing more. In the realm of Ye Liuyun and Mr. Fei Jie, even though it is the remote and mysterious Western Continent, there is probably nothing that can keep them or hurt them.
Fan Xian didn't have any questions to ask, but Ye Liuyun seemed to have something to say. He looked at Fan Xian and said with a gentle smile, "Since the Great Wei Dynasty, the world has been in chaos, wars broke out, and the people were displaced. After overcoming the last obstacle, you young people will do the rest."
Yes, Ye Liuyun, as a master, endured for twenty years, secretly cooperated with His Majesty's plan, swept away all hidden dangers in the Qing Kingdom, and cleared the two biggest obstacles to world domination, Ku He and Sigu Sword.
It would be meaningless for Ye Liuyun to stay on this continent any longer, so before he left, he took another look and said this to Fan Xian.
In the eyes of this great master, Fan Xian is undoubtedly the most outstanding strongman among the younger generation in the future, not only his martial arts cultivation, but also his scheming ability and his daily attention to ordinary people, so Ye Liuyun would send a message to him.
However, Ye Liuyun didn't know Fan Xian's heart, and it was an impossible task for the great master to see through a person's heart.
After saying this, Ye Liuyun stopped talking to Fan Xian, but still stood at the bow of the boat, looking at the mountain over there, and the dying person on the distant mountain, maybe a friend.
Fan Xian bowed his head in silence for a moment, then walked back to the shore, and whispered to Mr. Fei Jie, saying goodbye soon, he and his teacher had a lot to talk about, even if it was just some childhood memories, and the chance to remember again Not much anymore.
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Fan Xian took out the booklet that Ku He left for himself from his bosom, handed it to Mr. Fei Jie, and said, "The things that Ku He left behind should be related to spells. You can ask someone at Xiyang, and you can directly send the booklet to Mr. Fei Jie." Read it out, those people should be able to understand it, it probably has something to do with Italy and Rome."
Seeing his seriousness, and adding that it was a relic left by Ku He, Mr. Fei Jie frowned, took it, put it in his arms, and said in a rustling voice: "Don't worry, no one can take it from my hands." Take this thing away."
Fan Xian's eyes were sharp, and he had already seen what the master had done in this booklet. He smiled and said, "If those thieves are not afraid of death."
"Since it's what Ku He left for you, it must be of some use, why not keep it for yourself?"
"I memorized it last night." Fan Xian pointed to his head and smiled to remind the teacher of the weird memory he had since childhood.
Fei Jie laughed, thinking of the days and nights when he taught this little monster in Danzhou many years ago.
The wind and rain on the shore of the East China Sea gradually subsided. Fan Xian and Fei Jie sensed something at the same time, stopped chatting, and turned their heads to look at the small boat gently rolling with the waves on the seashore, and Ye Liuyun at the bow of the boat.
The smile on Ye Liuyun's face became more and more gentle, and more and more relieved, as if he had seen through something, with a sense of ease.
A wave hit, the boat trembled slightly, Ye Liuyun took advantage of the situation to lower his body, and bowed deeply towards a certain hill and a certain thatched hut in the direction of Dongyi City.
Fan Xian's heart sank, knowing that the person had gone.
Fei Jie watched this scene silently, and said, "I'm leaving."
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The long-legged mosquito in the thatched hut finally couldn't endure the torment of time. Seeing that the weather was going to be hot and it was the happiest time of life, it couldn't stand in the corner anymore, staring at the thick bed in despair. The quilt, as well as the empty space, fell down from the wall, fell to the ground, and was blown by the wind leaking in through the crack of the door, and went to nowhere.
On the hill behind the thatched hut, the thin figure was already lying in the arms of the apprentices, no longer alive.
The small boat by the sea left slowly, heading towards the big boat in the mist. Fan Xian stood on the beach and bowed deeply as farewell.
Until the end, Ye Liuyun still did not abandon the boat and go ashore. Perhaps this great master gave himself a limit in his heart. He never wanted to go to this land full of killing and helplessness in his life, because he didn't know that once he landed Is this land willing to leave again
This is the freedom and determination of giving up and giving up.
Fan Xian looked at the small boat gradually disappearing in the wind and rain, and thought to himself, this is the so-called small boat passing away from now on, Jiang Hai sends the rest of his life, only some people can go, but more people can't go, when will he be able to go to freedom the rivers and seas
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(I am covered in wind and rain. I came from the sea to live in seclusion in this desert. The desert and the sea actually have the same meaning. Coming from the sea means going to the sea. This section is written here as a breakpoint. I want to express The meaning is also clearly expressed, it doesn't just mean that Si Gu Jian lived by the sea, died by the sea, came from the sea, and pointed the sword to the world, and it doesn't just mean that Ye Liuyun came from the sea to see him off, and then went to the sea with Fei Jie. The thing is mainly to create that kind of atmosphere, so as to highlight the helplessness of Fan Xian.
Many people said that Fan Xian hadn't been happy for a long time, yes, in the words of Jiang Yicao four years ago, it was already like this, how could he still laugh...
Everyone can smile today, because this is a day of universal celebration, the evil god Si Gu Jian finally died... Uh, actually, today is my birthday, and I will go to accompany my parents to fulfill my filial piety. I wish you all good health and happiness) (, if If you want to know the future, please log in, more chapters, support the author, support the original!)