The first thousand three hundred and ninety-eight chapters know
It's late at night and people are quiet.
Only the arrival of a gust of wind broke the tranquility.
Before the silence dissipated, a wisp of cloud was broken by a ray of light. At this moment, in the darkness, someone raised his head and slowly frowned, showing doubts and confusion on his face.
Originally, it had been raining heavily for a month, and it had just stopped in the evening, but the day was still dark and suffocating. But at this moment, the night stars shone brightly, and it was brilliant.
This is the reflection of the stars, and the intersecting starlight covers the vast earth.
What is the reason that led to this scene?
It is not strange that the sky becomes bright. It is just that the whole scene in the sky is created in an instant, which is really a strange phenomenon.
"The legends of the forefathers will be continued by the later generations. It has been thousands of years... Finally someone has accepted this interpretation and will consult with foreigners for thousands of miles."
In the bamboo forest, someone sighed. A sword trembled slightly, which represented that the owner of the sword could not suppress his mood at the moment.
"It's a pity that after a thousand years, Liu is still trapped in this situation. The battle that year had already damaged his foundation and made it difficult for him to move forward. But he has no chance to see the beautiful world there."
Someone sighed softly in the jungle, and then the sound of falling water resounded in the river.
The stone fell into the water and splashed thousands of water droplets. These water droplets rose from the river, rose to the sky, and scattered in all directions. They fell on the ground, among flowers and plants, and even on a face.
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This face, half asleep and half awake, with half-open eyes, seems to be reminiscing about the past.
He remembered that a long time ago, he was also sitting here, holding a fishing rod and fishing in this lake. However, he was not alone at that time.
The man squinted his eyes and looked at the reeds floating up and down in the lake. He knew that the bait had been eaten, and if it moved slightly, it would be a big fish.
He didn't move, not a single thought was focused on that fish. His thoughts had long since drifted far away along with the sound of the gurgling water.
"The colorful butterflies fly with two wings, and the fragrance of flowers touches the world, leaving fragrance everywhere. I am not as literary as you, so I have to be more vulgar and can only be called Liu Chuhua. I don't know if you leave fragrance everywhere in that world, so that
People exclaimed, what a fragrance!"
The man smiled and moved his earlobes slightly, as if he heard something. He slowly turned his head, and as his eyes moved, he saw a piano through the void.
There, an isolated island stands in the vast ocean. There are also messy willow branches on the island that have not turned yellow. They are twisting wildly under the blowing of the sea breeze and dancing wildly in the music. Its flying catkins want to cover the sun and moon, hoping to make the world
I know that there is a scene that surpasses the clear autumn frost between heaven and earth.
This is a song that originated from the island. It is a piece of music that seems to connect the Spring and Autumn Period in this world, telling someone to take over the former's pen and paint a picture of mountains and rivers thousands of miles away.
These thousands of miles are thousands of miles after another, mountains and rivers after mountains and rivers. How gorgeous and colorful the pictures of countless mountains and rivers are!
However, who in the whole world can use this mountain and river as a foundation to connect thousands of miles away and thousands of miles away?
There was a line of white clothes in the darkness. Following the slight sound of steps, step by step, it walked out of the darkness. A leaf rose with the wind, dancing lightly like a butterfly, and slowly fell on the slender shadow.
Then, someone slowly raised his hand and pinched the leaf with his two fingers. As he waved his hand, it seemed as if all the things in the world were gathered in this leaf. The gathering of all things in the world was the result of the intersection.
A sword.
He gently shook the leaf in his hand, and suddenly, a large aurora gathered, centered on this leaf, extending towards the distant horizon. In an instant, this vast world, this day, this
The earth is open like a mirror, clear and clear.
The light of the sky and the shadows of clouds shone and floated between the sky and the earth. The void in the middle became faint and hazy. At this moment, a leaf seemed to divide the heaven and the earth into different parts.
Three grids.
Heaven and earth, two by two, reflected the void. For a time, the heaven and earth, under the sound of the piano from afar, evoked thousands of years of ancient memories.
There was a roar, and there was another bridge, from the ground to the sky. This bridge came from the ends of the world, it was extremely far away, but at this moment, it came to the feet of that person.
The bridge came from the sky and crossed the ocean floor. With the sound of the piano, it caused a rain and fell on this person and painting.
This is indeed a painting, a painting that only belongs to one person. He is the only one in this world, in this mismatched world.
This is the misalignment of three points, the illusion of the clear mirror. From all directions, at this moment, eyes are passing through here, and they fall here with emotion and relief.
They seemed to see an outline, a back figure. It was a back figure that wanted happiness in the world but had no hope of it.
The wind blew away, taking away the wasted years and a dynasty. At the beginning, there were people who were also standing between the world and the world. In the sight of everyone in the world, they walked out of here step by step and went to the world they longed for.
They seemed to see the person from back then, and indeed saw the shadow of that person in this person.
"Maybe it's because the tiger father has no dog sons, and there are two immortals in one sect."
Some people were emotional, and some were excited. The people in their sights were those they had watched along the way, and had reached this step step by step.
In this world, who can rival him? Those proud and talented people are all defeated by his hands, and they are convinced. Since he was born, he has never suffered a defeat!
"Thank you!"
There was a light bell, and with a smile, I took a step forward. This step was from the human world to the outer world.
The man in white stood at the end of the bridge, and then, a bright moon slowly rose, reflecting the river and the whole world.
"There are other mountains higher than this mountain, but how can this stop me from being free?"
Baiyi took another step and stood on the bright moon, murmuring softly, shaking his hands again with joy.
The leaves fell, and the sword shot out. It slashed towards nothingness.
At this moment, the world can only see a piece of light. I can see the white clothes hidden in the void.
He left this world and left this world.
His figure appeared in an unknown world. Just when he saw the world clearly, he smelled two extremely powerful auras.
There was actually someone blocking the road ahead.
The two people heard a chuckle, a chuckle filled with longing and joy.
Although, this guy in white clothes knew that these two people were extremely strong in cultivation and were probably not inferior to him.
"I didn't expect that in such a desolate place, there would be such a handsome boy, and his cultivation level is in Xuan, so he has the qualifications to claim his name."
Bai Yi shook his head and didn't take these two people seriously. He just asked lightly.