"The snow on the top, the white clouds on the mountainside, and the skillful and craftsmanship of the sky show their skills."

This song describes Cangshan Mountain. Cangshan is composed of nineteen peaks. The peaks are from north to south: Yunnong, Canglang, Wutai, Lotus, Baiyun, Heyun, Sanyang, Lanfeng, Snowman, Yingle, Guanyin, Zhonghe, Longquan, Jade Bureau, Ma Long, Shengying, Buddha's peak, Ma'er, and Setting Sun.

Between the peaks, there is a stream flowing down and flowing into Erhai Lake. This is the famous Eighteen Streams. The order of the streams is: Xiayi, Wanhua, Yangxi, Mangyong, Jinxi, Lingquan, Baishi, Shuangyuan, Yinxian, Meixi, Taoxi, Zhongxi, Green Jade, Longxi, Qingqing, Moyuan, Motian, Yangnan.

Whether it is the name of the peak or the name of the stream, it is extremely elegant, but the most elegant is still the Cangshan snow that you can see at a glance. At the top of the peak, the snow and snow are the most talked about among the four "wind, flowers, snow and moon". Lei Wujie walked up step by step. He didn't know which peak Li Hanyi was located in, but just walked aimlessly, because he understood that from the step he stepped into Cangshan, if he wanted to find Li Hanyi, there was only one possibility, and only Li Hanyi wanted to be found by him.

I don’t know how long he had walked, but Lei Wujie finally felt a little tired, so he sat down on a step and looked down, only to find that he had walked so far. He looked at the Xueyue City below and suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Suddenly a voice asked him.

"I just suddenly felt that the huge Xueyue City looked down from the mountain, but it looked like a small chessboard." Lei Wujie grinned.

"Do you like playing chess?"

Lei Wujie shook his head: "I can't play chess. I have been unable to sit still since I was a child. I just saw that my master often plays chess with me."

"Come up."

Lei Wujie stood up, patted the dust on his body, and walked up again. After walking for another half a quarter of an hour, he finally arrived at a mountainside and saw only a small thatched cottage. Li Hanyi, a snow moon sword immortal who was dressed in white and covered with gray scarf, was sitting in front of the thatched cottage with his eyes closed.

"Master." Lei Wujie suddenly fell to the ground and tears burst out from his eyes.

Li Hanyi opened her eyes and nodded slightly.

After this incident, the master and apprentice finally bowed.

In the Xueyue City at the foot of the mountain, Xiao Se was still lying lazily basking in the sun, holding a dog-tail grass in his mouth, looking at the sky boredly. Tang Lian on the roof said quietly: "When Master Lianyue sent me to Xueyue City, he said that I was waiting for someone in Xueyue City for the Tang Sect. Are you that person?"

"No." Xiao Se replied bluntly.

Tang Lian smiled: "I don't think so, either."

Xiao Se shook the dog tail grass: "You are a big man, and you have to wait for a girl who is as beautiful as a flower. What are you waiting for me, a big man? "

"It's true that I'm a big man, but you don't look like a big man? You look like you're a long-standing experience, but how old are you? You're only one or two years older than Lei Wujie." Tang Lian said.

Xiao Se curled his lips: "You have to care."

"I'm too lazy to care about you, but someone will come to care about you. Third Junior Brother." Tang Lian suddenly stood up and showed a malicious smile on her lips.

"Hmm?" Xiao Se raised his eyebrows.

"Goodbye." Tang Lian jumped and had already taken away.

Xiao Se secretly shouted something bad, jumped off the bench, and was about to escape, but saw a black and golden spear that had already attacked. Xiao Se took a quick step back, and the spear smashed the bench he was originally lying on to pieces.

Xiao Se sighed: "Miss, are you going to break all my chairs?"

Sikong Qianluo, the girl of the Gun Fairy who looks beautiful and full of heroic eyebrows, put away the spear and sneered: "Hidding here again to be lazy?"

"What a lazy thing, I have told you a long time ago that I can't practice martial arts. Now I play three games of chess with your father every day, and I'm going to see the account book in the morning. It's already very hard!" Xiao Se spitted out the dogtail grass on his mouth and said dissatisfied.

"Bah, I'm so lazy and want to earn 800 taels a month? Is it worthy of being a disciple of the Gun Fairy?" Sikong Qianluo waved his spear and had already chased him. "I won't let you go. Aren't you outstanding light skills? In the future, you will be responsible for accompanying me to practice guns?"

"What?" Xiao Se was shocked, his figure flashed, and he had already rushed to the door.

There are countless light skills in the world, including Wudang Tiyunzong, Tianshan School’s snow-treading Wuhen, and Feiyun Pavilion’s eight steps to chase cicadas, all of which are first-class light skills. However, the Clouds and Wind Steps are still called the world’s number one light skills, just because ordinary light skills can only be used as embellishments, but they can be ranked alongside martial arts.

"Hmph, where can you run!" Sikong Qianluo caught up with a gun.

The last time she was led by Sikong Qianluo and her entire sleeve was destroyed by the wind, just because Xiao Se's purpose last time was to hold her back, not just avoid her. The situation is different now. If Xiao Se is determined to escape, then it will not be easy to catch him unless the Gun Fairy comes in person. Xiao Se has already rushed out of the yard with one step. Sikong Qianluo is not willing to give up. With a swing of the spear, he immediately chased him out.

A young man in green and a girl in black, the two began an endless pursuit in this snow-moon city.

After shaking the dice with his master Yin Luoxia, Luo Mingxuan, who lost in decent skin, walked out of the hall and saw two figures passing by his eyes. He couldn't help but rub his eyes: "Oh my God, what kind of light skills is this? It's so fast?"

Fairy Luoxia, who was over thirty years old but looked like a girl, frowned slightly: "Treading to the clouds?"

Luo Mingxuan smiled gloatingly and said, "Someone will play with Qianluo girl in the future, which will save us a lot of trouble. By the way, I don't know how that kid is. I guess he will suffer a lot of hardships with the second city lord who has a weird temper."

And in Cangshan, Li Hanyi suddenly asked: "Lei Wujie, why are you drawing your sword for?"

Lei Wujie was stunned, and after pondering for a while, he still didn't answer.

"Some people draw their swords because they want to be heroes and use the power of one sword to calm the unfair things in the world. Some people draw their swords because they are afraid. Because they don't draw their swords, others will draw their swords. If they don't want to die, they can only draw their swords. Then Lei Wujie, I ask you, why are you drawing your swords for?" Li Hanyi continued.

Lei Wujie still doesn't know how to answer.

"Why did you pick up the sword back then?" Li Hanyi looked at him.

Lei Wujie recalled for a moment and said, "That day, I saw Master wave his long sleeves and a fiery red sword soaring into the sky. A red light dyed the entire cloud red. I have never seen such a mysterious sword technique in my life. Master asked me if I wanted to practice swords. I didn't hesitate at that time, just because I was shocked by the beauty of the sword at that moment."

"Yes, swords are the most beautiful thing in the world. If your master had not seen the beauty of a sword, he would not have ended up in such a field now. But you are talking about Xi Jian, and I am talking about drawing a sword, but the two are different. Xi Jian can talk about elegance, but drawing a sword can only be about life and death!" When Li Hanyi said the last sentence, his brows frowned, and his voice had a certain majesty.

Lei Wujie shook his head, life and death? Yes, life and death are such a simple thing in the world. It seems that if you have to draw your sword to face each other when you have a disagreement, you will die if you die. But Lei Wujie has heard so many stories about the world, and no matter how fascinated you are with the world, he never agrees with such world. The world will always see victory or defeat, so why should life and death? Lei Wujie said slowly: "Drawing a sword can be used to discuss swordsmanship, but not life and death."

"You don't want to talk about life and death, but others draw a sword to you and want you to die. Then are you going to die like this?" Li Hanyi asked.

Lei Wujie only felt his mind was confused and didn't know how to answer.

Li Hanyi sneered, waved his right hand gently, and a long sword flew out of the thatched cottage and inserted it in front of Lei Wujie.

"This sword is called Tingyu, which is an introductory gift for you by your master."

Lei Wujie stepped forward and picked up the sword. It was an exquisite and beautiful long sword, extremely light, and he could hardly feel the weight in his hand. He was just puzzled why Li Hanyi suddenly turned around and suddenly felt the sword energy around him appear. He raised his head suddenly, but found that Li Hanyi's white robe was dancing, and there was a hint of murderous intent between his eyebrows!
Chapter completed!