"Wind." Su Baiyi stood on the edge of the cliff, opened his hands, closed his eyes, and felt the cold wind flowing freely in the valley. When he calmed down and no longer thought about riding the wind with a sword, he truly felt the wind on Kunlun Mountain.
Although the wind was fierce and crazy and seemed chaotic, once you felt it carefully, you could still feel the rules hidden in the wind - as if you could still ride on the wind without the sword in your hand.
Su Baiyi jumped directly from the cliff and fell rapidly between the valleys. But this time, there was no panic in his heart. He felt the sound of the cold wind whistling in his ears and felt extremely comfortable. It was not until a long time later that he opened his eyes and saw that he was about to fall to the bottom of the valley.
"Ah!" Su Baiyi shouted, "Help!"
An eagle cry sounded above his head, and the Snow Eagle fell rapidly following him. It stretched out its claws, grabbed Su Baiyi's clothes, and after flapping its wings vigorously a few times, it lifted him up.
"Saved." Su Baiyi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Su Suomo came to the edge of the cliff, looked down at Su Baiyi below, shook his head and said, "I don't know whether to say you are smart or stupid."
After Xueying lifted Su Baiyi to the edge of the cliff, he casually threw him onto the snow. Su Baiyi rolled on the ground, his cold sweat turning into ice chips. He swallowed and said, "I almost got smashed to pieces."
"You guessed the secret of reversing the long wind, which is that you have to feel the wind first and understand it as you understand your opponent. You are very smart in this regard. You and your father Su Han thought of this at about the same time. But you almost fell to death while feeling it. This is too stupid." Su Sumo shook his head.
Su Baiyi wiped his face with snow and calmed the fear in his heart: "Come again, come again."
"Don't worry, I'll take you to a place today." Su Sumo patted Su Baiyi's shoulder.
"Oh, okay." Su Baiyi was stunned for a moment, then immediately followed.
"The so-called sword of heaven needs to be in harmony with nature. So letting you reverse the cold wind in the mountains is not to make your sword skills stronger and stronger, but to let you learn that drawing a sword is not just about drawing a sword. When your sword can be in harmony with nature, wherever the sword in your hand passes, it will be your own world." Su Sumo said as he walked.
Su Baiyi murmured in a low voice: "My own world?"
"Yes, for example." Su Sumo suddenly stopped, and a flying sword flew out from his sleeve and stopped in front of Su Baiyi's forehead.
At that moment, Su Baiyi felt that the world was dark and everything was still. A bone-chilling chill came over him. Thousands of flying swords flashing with cold light were pointing at him from all directions, and he could not move an inch.
"This is what we call heaven and earth." Su Suomo took back the flying sword and gently spun it on his fingertips. "When your father drew his sword, everything within three feet of him would be frozen by his sword energy."
"Three feet?" Su Baiyi asked curiously, "What about the mountain master? How big is your world, mountain master?"
"When you step into Kunlun, you enter my world." Su Sumo laughed loudly.
Su Baiyi was shocked and asked, "Then aren't you much more powerful than my father?"
"I have lived in Kunlun for a hundred years. My sword energy is everywhere here. After I came down from the mountain, my world is naturally not so vast. Just like your father, if he was on Mount Weilong, his world would naturally be more than just a three-foot long sword. But you are right about one thing." Su Suomo paused and continued, "I am indeed much more powerful than your father."
While the two were talking, they had already walked back to the courtyard. Su Sumo led him into the Yuxu Palace. Further inside, there was another secret room with a closed door. On it were two words written - Jiange.
"Jian Ge?" Su Baiyi murmured.
"Inside are hidden the famous swords passed down from generation to generation in our Su family. Some of the swords have been dormant here for too long and can no longer be restrained. They need to go down the mountain to regain their sharpness. Before you go down the mountain, you can pick seven swords." Su Suomo waved his hand, and the door of the Sword Pavilion slowly opened. In the darkness, those long swords flashed with cold sword light.
Su Baiyi stood outside the door, looking at those long swords from afar. He felt a cold sword energy coming towards him and even felt a slight pain on his face. He took a step forward hesitantly, but was stopped by Su Sumo.
Su Suomo rubbed his brows and said, "I was wrong in what I said just now. It's not you who chooses the sword, but the sword that chooses you."
"The sword chooses me?" Su Baiyi was stunned.
"Yes." Su Suomo flicked his index finger and lit up the Sword Pavilion. Only then did Su Baiyi see the entire Sword Pavilion clearly. It was filled with sharp swords, and each sword looked extraordinary. Then Su Suomo stretched out his palm, and all the swords in the Sword Pavilion began to stir. "Just like this, choose those swords that are willing to be held in your hands." After saying that, Su Suomo withdrew his hand, and the Sword Pavilion returned to peace.
"Like this?" Su Baiyi closed his eyes and stretched out his palm. He tried to feel the famous swords in the Sword Pavilion like the cold wind in the mountains. Although he closed his eyes, Su Baiyi seemed to see the famous swords more clearly. However, the famous swords did not seem to be friendly to him. Most of them suppressed their swords after he sensed them for the first time. Su Baiyi could even hear the contemptuous laughter of the famous swords.
"Alas." Su Suomo also shook his head, "It seems that I am still early."
"Hmm?" Su Baiyi suddenly opened his eyes. In the darkness, he suddenly heard a charming laugh. He stretched out his hand and saw a slender and elegant sword flying out from the innermost part and falling into his hand. There was a crabapple flower carved on the hilt of the sword, and there seemed to be a faint crabapple fragrance on the sword.
"Oh, it's the Begonia Sword." Su Suomo nodded, "Not bad, not bad."
"The owner of this sword is a woman?" Su Baiyi asked puzzledly.
"She is my seventh sister, Su Xiaoxiao." Su Suomo's tone was rarely gentle. "Her swordsmanship is the best among my sisters. I gave her this Begonia Sword on her seventeenth birthday. It is said that there is a Begonia flower hidden in the sword, so the fragrance on the sword can last for a hundred years."
Su Baiyi made a sword flower: "It seems that my recent sword training has achieved some results. At least I have been recognized by a sword."
Su Suomo stretched out his hand to close the door of the Sword Pavilion, turned around and said: "After all, my sister didn't have much obsession with the level of swordsmanship. When she was alive, she loved young and beautiful boys the most."