"What sword manual are you reading? How could you fall asleep while reading it?" Jie Lu was curious and wanted to take the sword manual from Su Baiyi's hand.
Su Baiyi quickly put away the sword manual: "You can't look at this."
Abandoning love but not sex, he asked, "Why can't I watch it?"
"In short, you can't look at it. If you look at it, you will get hurt at best, or go crazy and die at worst." Su Baiyi's mind was full of the figure practicing sword just now, and he was confused. He has practiced the "Immortal Book" for many years, and he has also practiced the "Immortal Book" sword volume before, but he has never seen the situation just now. Is it because of the special sword volume? But the second sister-in-law said that she had also read this sword manual in the past, but she only said that she couldn't learn it, and never said that illusions would appear.
Seeing Su Baiyi frowning and thinking, he shrugged and continued to drive his carriage leisurely: "It's just an immortal book. Others treat it as a treasure, but I don't care about it. You can practice boldly without worrying about it. I won't peek."
Su Baiyi was stunned: "How do you know this is an immortal book?"
He yawned and said, "At this time, you still have the heart to read the sword manual. What else can it be but a book of immortals? Go ahead and read it. It's best to burn it after you finish reading it and remember all these things in your mind. That way, no one will be willing to kill you when the time comes."
Su Baiyi took a long breath, leaned back in the carriage, and hesitated for a long time before opening the sword manual again.
It was just a moment of respite, and the carriage under Su Baiyi and the abstention from love and lust beside him had all disappeared without a trace. When Su Baiyi came to his senses, there was only a vast expanse of white around him. He looked up and saw snow flying all over the sky.
Where is this? Su Baiyi opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't speak. He wandered around in panic, and finally found that he was on a snowy mountain. On the edge of the cliff, there stood a figure in white clothes and white hair. He hurriedly ran towards the figure, wanting to find out what was going on. But when Su Baiyi rushed to the edge of the cliff, the white figure suddenly jumped and jumped into the abyss.
No! Su Baiyi shouted in his heart. He leaned over and looked down the cliff, but saw the wind and snow suddenly rushing towards him. He quickly dodged sideways. He saw the white figure falling into the abyss and suddenly drawing his sword.
Then there was a loud bang, and the whole snow mountain was shaken by the loud noise. The snow that had accumulated for who knows how many years fell down from the mountain in large chunks, attacking the white-haired swordsman. The white-haired swordsman stopped in the air, with the long sword in his hand flying. A white barrier surrounded him. The flying snow hit the barrier and dissipated in an instant.
The snow continued to fall, but was eventually shattered by the sword energy and turned into snow particles, falling below the cliff. At this moment, this cliff, this snowy mountain, had become the stage for this white-haired swordsman. He was swinging his sword wildly on this huge stage. On the nearby mountains, the snow was collapsing crazily. The earth-shaking sword energy was wantonly emanating from the exquisite white jade sword, knocking down the snow and breaking up the clouds and mist in the air. Su Baiyi couldn't see the man's face at the moment. He could only see hundreds of swordsmen appearing on the cliff. Some had already stepped onto the clouds with swords in hand, some were standing with their hands behind their backs, stepping on the falling snow in the air and looking coldly at the ground, and some were already falling straight down with their eyes closed as the snow collapsed...
What on earth was he trying to do? At this moment, Su Baiyi no longer had the fear he had just felt, only endless curiosity. He was attracted by the swordsman's swordsmanship and momentum. To be honest, whether it was his master Xie Kanhua or the red-robed swordsman Jimo Huaxue, the swords they swung would pale in comparison to the swordsmanship just now! This was the real sword of an immortal! He widened his eyes and began to observe the swordsman's movements carefully. After a moment, he understood.
The swordsman was using crazy sword energy to stop himself from falling. At the same time, he was trying to use his sword energy to form a sword wind. In the valley, the wind was howling, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, and sometimes downwards, but the only thing missing was a wind blowing upwards.
If there is a wind rising from below, it will carry me for nine thousand miles!
The shadows of a hundred swordsmen finally merged into one, and he swung his sword upwards heavily.
The wind is rising!
The wind was howling, as if there was a roaring dragon in the depths of the cliff.
The white-haired swordsman rode the wind and flew straight up, landing in front of Su Baiyi in an instant.
He looked at Su Baiyi.
Or Su Baiyi thought he was looking at her.
Su Baiyi subconsciously took a step back.
The white-haired swordsman suddenly swung his sword at Su Baiyi. Compared to the powerful swords just now, this sword was very quiet and gentle, and it fell slowly...
Su Baiyi saw with his own eyes that the grain of snow in front of him was cut into two neat halves by the sword.
The white-haired swordsman instantly sheathed his sword and turned around, then stuck the sword into the snow beside him and finally raised his head.
The clouds and haze above the snow-capped mountains were broken by the sword energy he had just blasted, as if a hole had been punched in the world, and the sunlight shone through the hole, shining on the white-clothed swordsman.
"This is..." Su Baiyi opened his mouth and found that he could finally make a sound. He was startled, but when he turned around, he saw the confused expression of Jieqingbujielu. The surrounding snow-capped mountains and the white-haired swordsman disappeared, and he returned to the carriage.
"Can this sword manual induce hypnosis?" Jie Qing Bu Jie Lu asked, "Or is your inability to sleep a lie? Did you just fall asleep?"
"This sword manual..." Su Baiyi let out a long sigh and put the sword manual away. He had confirmed that this sword manual was different from the immortal books he had seen before. It contained mysteries, perhaps similar to the secret techniques of Taoism and Xingxiuyuan.
"What did you dream about?" he asked calmly.
"Monk, is Mount Weilong a snow mountain?" Su Baiyi asked.
"Of course not. Although it snows in winter, it certainly cannot be considered a snow mountain, otherwise your master would have died long ago. Snow should fall on snowy mountains all year round." He replied.
"What kind of mountain is that where snow falls all year round? So much snow that it blocks the sun in the sky?" Su Baiyi murmured, as if talking to himself.
He thought for a while, "There should be many mountains like this if you go a thousand miles north of Weilong Mountain. I have never been there, but there is a very famous mountain that you must have heard of. It is said that there are real immortals living there. If you can walk through the snow that has accumulated for thousands of years and reach the top of the mountain, you can see the immortals and learn the art of longevity."
"What mountain?"
"Kunlun."