The light of the knife in the darkness is like the thin cherry blossoms falling in the spring. It is so elegant that it doesn't look like a knife used to kill people at all.
But it is indeed a murder knife.
Xue Li Dao, Ye Yi.
When Yi Heping and the others were still young, the three words "Xueli Dao" represented an absolute man of the hour. Everyone said that Jiuxuanmen was rich in lunatics, and Ye Yi used to be that lunatic The lunatic in the movie, Xue Ye carried a knife and traveled thousands of miles, beheading people across the Twelve Dynasties.
At that time, Ye Yi, like the disciples of the Acacia Sect, paid great attention to his face. He once singled out all the young experts of the Acacia Sect for a beauty pill, and acted perversely and domineeringly. But he is also notoriously handsome and elegant, just looking at his appearance, he looks like a handsome man like Pianpian.
But anyone who fought against him knew what was under the skin.
Xueli Dao's blade is as beautiful as a dream, but this blade is soaked with blood. He wore the most gorgeous clothes, walked in the darkest and most dangerous dark area, danced the deadly knife technique, recited ancient poems, and walked away on the ground where the blood accumulated on the bones. Half of the prestige of the Jiuxuanmen generation came from him.
But just like Kong An, the youngest elder of the former Taishangzong, such a figure gradually faded from people's vision and gradually lost his name in the world. With the emergence of new geniuses and new figures , was gradually forgotten by people. In the end, few people connected the deacon elders who stick to their sect with the once handsome swordsmen.
This is the world of cultivating immortals.
Geniuses always emerge in endlessly, no matter how dazzling people are, they are finally covered in dust.
But the man in the bamboo hat didn't dare to underestimate Ye Yi's elegant and beautiful knife, which was not harsh. Although Xue Lidao's reputation is no longer mentioned by people, it doesn't mean that this knife and this person are not as dangerous as before.
The moment when the masked snow knife was pulled out, it was still so sharp and unparalleled.
The sword light in Xueli was elegant and beautiful, and the man in the bamboo hat facing the sword light bent down gently as if bent by a box on his back.
The light of the knife was impartial, and when it landed in the ordinary-looking bamboo box, it made a crisp sound like metal and iron. The knife light was blocked, and the man in the bamboo hat staggered back a step.
"As expected of a snow knife."
The man in the bamboo hat bent over, with a somewhat respectful posture, the big box on his back showed no signs of damage, and the strange noise inside did not stop.
"Xinting has wine in his throat, and a murderous knife in the snow. This precious knife of yours has never seen its old age after many years."
"Knives don't age, but people do." Ye Yi sighed, holding a thin knife with an extremely beautiful arc in his hand.
It was a very good-looking knife. It didn't look like a knife for men, but more like a saber for women. But Ye Yi was carrying such a beautiful and thin knife, but it didn't seem to be a bit of a violation. The edge of his cloak was embroidered with gold silk.
"You're joking. I was honored to see the scene where you cut off the water with a knife, and now I have the honor to ask you to enlighten me. It is my honor." The man in the bamboo hat bent down again, and he stretched out his hand to untie the box on his back, " I also brought my wealth with me, so the elder doesn't need to worry about having no coffin to bury behind him."
"You don't look like those remaining warriors from the Chen Dynasty."
Ye Yi didn't stop the man from untying the box. He slowly wiped the "Xue Li", which was as beautiful as a saber than a murder knife, the thin blade was flipped in his hand through a layer of white cloth, and the light of the knife jumped like snow.
His movements are indescribably graceful, even with his wrinkled hands.
What Ye Yi did was like holding a sacrificial ceremony before killing people and drinking blood against the knife. As he wiped it, the blade became brighter and thinner.
The man in the bamboo hat untied the box and put it squarely on the stone steps in front of him. Hearing Ye Yi's words, he smiled: "The warriors of the former Chen have always had a good reputation, and we people are just some people who can't see it." The dark mole of light dare not compare with them."
"I heard that in the Cangpu Dynasty, there will be monsters haunting the miasma at night. Over the years, the monsters have become more and more powerful, and the injuries of those in the Acacia Sect have also gradually increased. Know whether it is a demon or a human that comes out with the miasma.”
Most of Ye Yi's knife had been wiped clean, and the light of the knife was imprinted on his face, which was still young and expressionless.
"There is no difference between a demon and a human, right?"
The man in the bamboo hat bowed respectfully to the box three times, then got up and said in a low voice.
"After all, when a person changes, he becomes almost like a demon."
"Exactly."
With a flick of Ye Yi's wrist, the saber blew clear.
"So killing people is just like killing monsters."
"That's the truth."
The man in the bamboo hat opened the box.
The moment the man in the bamboo hat opened the box, the entire mountain gate was suddenly shrouded in mournful ghost cries, thousands of will-o'-the-wisps suddenly sprang up, a faint and strange cold air rose around, and a skeleton crawled out of the opened box. It was a skeleton that looked like a human, but when you looked at it carefully, you would feel that every bone was overlapping, as if it was not a skeleton, but thousands of skeletons.
When the white bone skeleton climbed out of the box, a creepy and strange change occurred in the surrounding environment.
"Thousands of bones, dare to practice this kind of thing, aren't you afraid of being punished by heaven?"
Holding the knife, Ye Yi slightly raised his eyebrows and looked at the skeleton crawling out of the box, his voice was as calm as ever.
The man in the bamboo hat who had been carrying his back slightly from the beginning to the end finally straightened up, and he looked up at Ye Yi who was standing at the top of the stone steps.
Surrounded by the blue will-o'-the-wisps, the man is like the legendary Netherlander in folklore.
But it is impossible for the Nether Soul Crosser to care about the secular world.
"Elder Ye is the elder of Jiuxuanmen, and Jiuxuanmen is a high-ranking immortal sect. Naturally, he will not see birth, old age, sickness and death in this world, and naturally he will not care about the harvest of the people who have no place to stand." The man in the bamboo hat stood , the skeleton Bai Sensen in front of him said, "For many years, the fertile land has been planted with spiritual plants, and the people are hard to harvest. The famine just stopped in one place and another came out again. Three years ago, there was a great famine in Qingzhou, More than 70,000 starved to death. Two years ago, Yongzhou suffered a severe famine and 100,000 people died. This year, I came all the way from the south to collect the bones of the starved people. When I arrived in Bingzhou, thousands of people died."
The man in the bamboo hat paused, and then he smiled softly.