Chapter 1 Dark surge

The warm sun shines like sand into the sea of clouds, and the whole sea of clouds shines in the bright light. Occasionally, early flying eagle geese bring a long cry, and then rises to the sky.

Everyone gathered in front of the dragon guard pass early in the morning. Because only when they reach the Yuqing territory can they fly down the sword, Li Xiaohe does not know how to go down the mountain this time, because few people can go down the mountain on foot.

At this time, he thought that if he walked down the mountain, he must go to Liangjia Village once. Thinking of the tragedy of the Liang family, he had not yet visited Mr. Liang's grave, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Not long after, Wang Shouyi came from Huayuan, accompanied by Yang Zifu and several Huayuan disciples.

Looking at the people in front of him, Wang Shou said, "Originally, the 'fairy boat' should have been raised to carry everyone in the air, but thinking that it was still early and most people had never had a chance to go down the mountain, so we walked to the foot of the mountain today, rest in Kangcheng for a night, and tomorrow we will take a boat all the way down. You also Enjoy the scenery in the mortal world.

Hearing Wang Shouyi say that he walked slowly all the way, most people are happy, because many people have never gone down the mountain since childhood, and are very curious about the mortal world. However, Li Xiaohe was very happy to hear that he would stay in Kangcheng for one night. He was also a little curious about what kind of magic weapon the "fairy boat" Wang Shouyi said was that it could carry so many people to travel in the air.

This group was led by Wang Shouyi. At this time, there were more than 20 female disciples of "Yunyan Huijian", as well as Yang Zifu, Jingnuo and several other Huayuan disciples.

Along the way down the stone road, I went down the mountain in the clouds and smoke. Although they talked and laughed all the way and watched around, their steps were extremely fast, but it was noon halfway up the mountain.

The stone road down the mountain directly connected to a Taoist temple. On the mountainside of the sky peak, there are many Taoist temples in the mortal world. The incense is in full bloom, and there is an endless stream of incense guests, but there is no incense in the Taoist courtyard where Li Xiaohe and others are located at this time.

According to Wang Shouyi, this Taoist temple is used by the Qionghua School to contact some major forces in the mortal world, and there are also some disciples of the Qionghua School, guarding the downhill stone road leading to the peak of the sky, making it impossible for outsiders to reach the peak of the sky.

Li Xiaohe looked at the mountain and could only see clouds and fog, but he could not see the peak above, let alone the peak of the sky. Looking down the mountain, there was a boundless blue color, and Lingcang Lake was sparkling.

The speed of the practitioners all the way was extremely fast, but it also took me a whole morning. At this time, I thought about the so-called mountainside of this mortal, I'm afraid it was just the foot of the sky peak.

The sky peak is so high, and the only straight up the mountain is guarded by the Qionghua faction. No wonder mortals can't go up to the top of the mountain. They don't know the magnificent scenery of the fairy family at the top of the mountain and can only burn incense here to pray for blessings.

Then the group came out of the courtyard, sneaked into the incense guests coming and going, and went to Kangcheng at the foot of the mountain. Wang Shouyi stopped Yang Zifu and wanted to stay in the courtyard for a while. He only told everyone that the guest room had been booked in Kangcheng and asked everyone to find it.

As soon as Wang Shou saw that the crowd gradually disappeared into the crowd down the mountain, he turned his head and said, "On the way, I see you and Li Xiaohe are excellent."

"Brother Li practiced hard and was a good person. When he was in Huayuan, he had many intersections with his disciples." Yang Zifu replied.

Wang Shouyi looked at Yang Zifu and thought for a moment before saying seriously, "As a teacher, I also appreciate the tenacity and his calmness in his bones. This is also where you are not as good as him. Your friendship with him for a long time is naturally good for you, but you should remember not to be too close to him."

"Why is this? The disciple and him didn't intend to do so much. Yang Zifu was in a hurry when he heard this.

Wang Shouyi turned around, looked up at the sky and sighed before saying, "He is now a talented person who has been remade. If he has always been so defeated, it's nothing for you to meet him, but it's not okay now. You can see the long sword in his hand. It is 'Huangyang', one of the four divine swords, which is given by the leader. I'm afraid that he will be involved in the future battle of the leader. Now the leader's 500th birthday is not far from the deadline, but the people of Tianji Pavilion are flying day by day, plus other places in the door••••••”

"This•••••••••••••" Yang Zifu has never had this much. At this time, he was very shocked to hear Wang Shouyi coming.

After saying that, Wang Shou turned around and looked at Yang Zifu with a shocked face and said slowly: "You are a disciple of your own teacher. Although your talent is not good, the most important thing is that you are willing to suffer. This is a little similar to being a teacher, which makes you very happy as a teacher. In the future, the important task of this Huayuan will also be passed on to you as much as possible. The battle of the leader is too dangerous. You can never get involved in it!"

After saying these words, Wang Shou slowly walked to the depths of the courtyard, leaving only Yang Zifu alone at the door of the cold courtyard.

Li Xiaohe and his party soon walked down the mountain in the crowd of people going down the mountain. That day, the Qiong Mountains and Kangcheng were separated by the Chengjiang River, and a wide bridge was built in the middle. Not far from the bridge was the north gate of Kangcheng.

A group of people poured into Kangcheng. For these disciples who had not gone down the mountain for several years or even more than ten years, everything in the world was full of novelty, but Li Xiaohe was single-minded to go to the tomb of Mr. Liang in Liang's village to worship quickly.

After entering the city, they looked for a moment and arrived at the inn mentioned by Wang Shouyi. When they arrived at the door of the inn, someone led them in, but tonight's bedroom was in a large courtyard behind the inn.

After putting down some of his bags, Li Xiaohe said to Ning Kun, "Brother Ning, I have some other things to do when I come out this time. I have to go out and come back later."

Ning Kun saw that Li Xiaohe's face was a little gloomy at this time. He thought about when he knew what he was talking about and only said, "Go ahead and come back early."

When he went out, he happened to meet Li Er and Lin Mengyao, but Li Xiaohe didn't pay much attention, so he buried himself in the inn and soon fell into the vast sea of people.

The river wind is cold, the reeds are long, the dim grass catkins are blowing with the wind, and the light sunset is silent.

Li Xiaohe knelt alone by the river. The river rolled up the mud and sand at the bottom of the river and sank into the distance. In front of him was a grave, and the grave was full of barren grass.

He never thought that there was only a monument here with the book "The Tomb of the Liang Family".

Thinking that Liang's house was killed all the people, and even the bones were burned by a fire. His heart was as painful as a hemp rope, his chest was full of breath, and his eyes were full of blood, but no tears.

His throat seemed to be blocked by bruise, and he couldn't even make a hisss. He knelt for a long time. It was not until the sunset completely buried the earth that he stood up with trembling and turned to Liangfu Manor.

The broken walls were all covered by weeds. Occasionally, a few crows could be heard ringing from the wasteland in front of us, and then a little sparrow jumped up.

In the dark world, only Li Xiaohe stood alone in this desolation and trembled, and a woman with a long sword and a blue shirt looked into the distance silently.

Li Xiaohe never thought that the huge Liang Mansion had now become a desolate place with withered grass, and Mr. Liang's family was buried in the desolation by the river. There was only one inscription "The Tomb of the Liang Family". Walking in this dimly lit Kangcheng, he felt that he was cold all over at this moment.

He buried his head and slowly dragged his footsteps, but felt that he had hit a person and wanted to leave sideways without looking up.

"Little brother, slow down." But a voice behind him stopped him.

Li Xiaohe looked up slightly and saw a dizzy old man dressed as a Taoist priest and looking at himself.

When the old Taoist priest saw Li Xiaohe turn his head, he was full of thoughts for a moment. He was only a little confused when he saw the sword in his hand, but he quickly recovered and said, "Is the little brother coming from the north?"

Li Xiaohe came to his senses when he heard the old Taoist priest's words and thought that he came down from the sky peak, but he came from the north.

"Can the little brother go east?" The old Taoist priest also kept talking.

I'm going to participate in the "Tongtian Conference". It is said that the "Tongtian Tower" is in the Longmen Valley on the east coast, but it is also going to go to the east. Thinking of this, Li Xiaohe's eyes showed a trace of doubt.

The old Taoist priest smiled suspiciously when he saw Li Xiaohe's eyes and continued, "I still have a gossip today. I don't know if the little brother is interested."

Li Xiaohe heard what he said and knew that he was a fortune-telling magician, so he said, "I don't have any money, but I can't afford the old gentleman's gossip."

After saying that, Li Xiaohe was about to turn around and leave, but the old Taoist priest thought for a moment and saw that Li Xiaohe was going to walk and hold him and said, "Today's last gossip will be given to you for free. If you have the fate, you will pay some more gossip in the future."

"Oh?" Li Xiaohe was pulled by him, but he was even more confused and stopped.

The old Taoist priest raised Li Xiaohe's palm and looked at it carefully for a moment. He looked at his face carefully for a moment, but the five fingers in his hand were pinched, and his eyes were full of deep thinking.

After a while, he sighed and said, "I think the little brother's face is dark. At this time, it must be the time of heartbrokenness. This heartbrokenness must be for some sad things in the past. You have gone high and down from the north and want to go low to the east, but...

Seeing that the Taoist priest was right, he asked, "but how?"

"Hey! Then I said bluntly that your trip to the east is a fierce appearance. I'm afraid that there will be a big disaster. If you don't stop here and go back, you can avoid disaster. The Taoist priest said in a low voice.

Li Xiaohe heard the old Taoist priest say this, but he smiled and said, "Thank you for your advice, but I'm afraid the boy can't answer the words of the senior."

After saying this, Li Xiaohe turned around and was disturbed by the old Taoist priest's phone call. At this time, his mood was much better. As for what the old Taoist priest said, it was only regarded as the seductive words of the Jianghu warlock.

The old Taoist priest kept looking at Li Xiaohe's departure. It was not until he disappeared in the distance that he sighed and turned away.