Raising his head and looking at the mountain peak shrouded in clouds and mist, Ye Chen murmured softly: "Peak Master!"
The Luoxia Peak looked a little more hazy and beautiful under the night sky. Ye Chen was very familiar with the voice from before. It was Huang Wushuang's voice.
The sword stopped and the snow fell. Ye Chen tied the stone sword behind his back, looked at the beautiful shadow of Xiyue Peak, and then turned around and walked towards the ethereal mountain peak.
On the Xiyue Peak, Li Shiyue's shaking figure also stopped, and she quietly looked at Ye Chen's figure, gradually going away.
It wasn't until Ye Chen's figure disappeared in the wind and snow that Li Shiyue sighed: "What is supposed to come has come. No matter how much you resist, it will come back. Is this fate?"
Sheathing her sword, Li Shiyue also turned around and walked towards the misty mountain peak.
That night, whether it was Xiyue Peak or Luoxia Peak, there was no scenery on the peaks, and there was no man dancing like a madman dancing his sword.
Above the cluster of buildings was the highest peak of Luoxia Peak. Because he had repeatedly asked Huang Wushuang for advice, Ye Chen knew the courtyard where Huang Wushuang was.
Both sides of the mountain road are rarely covered with green bamboos. In the vast white world, the little bit of green looks extremely eye-catching.
Whenever he sees these green bamboos, Ye Chen feels extremely calm. At this moment, the green bamboos are covered with a layer of snow, and the green bamboo branches complement the white snow.
The air was a bit chilly, and the cold wind blew Ye Chen's military clothes and made a whirring sound. At this moment, Ye Chen seemed to be integrated with everything around him.
At this time, a ball of light blue mist suddenly appeared on Ye Chen's body, and a mysterious feeling filled Ye Chen's body. The snowflakes falling around him instantly turned into ice shards and fell to the ground.
The figure stopped, and Ye Chen stood quietly on the spot, with the Xuan Bing Jue in his body slowly running.
After all, Ye Chen's days of practicing Xuan Bing Jue were not as good as those of Fengshen Jue and Suzaku Jue. Therefore, in terms of skills, Ye Chen did not reach a balance.
However, at this moment, Ye Chen finally broke through the bottleneck of Xuan Bing Jue and took a big step forward. In terms of skills, the three skills reached a balanced state for the first time.
A cold feeling swept over him, and Ye Chen couldn't help but shudder. At this moment, Ye Chen's temperament suddenly changed, changing unsteadily.
He casually punched forward, and Ye Chen's temperament was sometimes like the spring breeze, refreshing, and sometimes like the cold wind in winter, so cold that it made people feel like they were in an ice cellar!
"Finally balanced?" Ye Chen murmured softly, raised his right foot slightly, and walked forward unhurriedly.
Going along the mountain road, you are surrounded by extremely ordinary courtyards. The frost condenses on the fences, and the weak sunlight falls on them and is refracted.
After being baptized by the mountain wind on the winding path, the blue-gray stones are fully revealed.
Looking at the bare maple leaf trees around him, Ye Chen couldn't help but think that the autumn day here was beautiful.
The further you go up, the fewer and fewer courtyards surround you, and the cleaner the environment becomes.
A few minutes later, Ye Chen finally arrived at the courtyard where Huang Wushuang was. Before stepping into the courtyard, Ye Chen saw a huge stone in front of the door. On the huge stone were engraved three eye-catching characters: Jun Kegui.
Ye Chen felt a shocking sword intent and sadness from the words "dragon flying and phoenix dancing". Ye Chen was puzzled for a while.
Stopping his body, Ye Chen closed his eyes tightly again, and suddenly realized the sword intention contained in the handwriting.
So far, Ye Chen has seen thousands of sword intentions, but the sword intention in front of him made Ye Chen puzzled for a while.
"Regret?" In this sword intent, Ye Chen only understood the meaning, shook his head slightly, and Ye Chen murmured softly: "I don't understand!"
There are thousands of artistic conceptions in the world, because everyone has different experiences and perceptions, which leads to different sword intentions. Sometimes, you have not experienced it, so you do not understand his artistic conception.
"Weird sword intention!" A few moments after Ye Chen realized this, a mysterious feeling filled his heart. When Ye Chen opened his eyes, the sky became darker and darker.
"Come in!" The courtyard door opened automatically, and Huang Wushuang's gentle voice came out clearly.
After hearing this, Ye Chen realized the purpose of his coming here. It took him several hours to realize this. It was obvious that Huang Wushuang had been waiting for so long. With an apologetic smile, Ye Chen stepped out and jumped into the courtyard.
With his feet on the ground, the fragrance of plum blossoms hit his face. Ye Chen glanced around the courtyard and noticed the plum blossoms around the courtyard!
Green bamboo and plum blossoms were the only decorations in this courtyard. At this moment, Huang Wushuang stood with his back to Ye Chen, among the plum blossoms, without any momentum on his body.
In Ye Chen's view, Huang Wushuang was just like an ordinary person at this moment, without any dignity that the Lord of a Peak should have.
Huang Wushuang turned around, looked at Ye Chen's increasingly restrained temperament, smiled faintly, and said, "A breakthrough?"
Hearing this, Ye Chen did not deny it and said: "I have made a breakthrough in the skills, but it has made up for my previous shortcomings!"
With Huang Wushuang's eyesight, it was easy to see Ye Chen's changes. After hearing this, Ye Chen was not surprised at all and said in a deep voice: "Yeah!"
Raising his sword finger slightly, Huang Wushuang pointed to the stone tablet outside the courtyard and chuckled: "How much have you realized my sword intention?"
Hearing this, Ye Chen sighed slightly. In his opinion, knowing something is knowing it, and not knowing is not knowing. However, he did not hide it and said: "I don't understand!"
"Haha!" Huang Wushuang smiled slightly, pointed at the stone table and stone chairs in the courtyard, and immediately walked towards the stone chairs.
There is already a small amount of snow on the stone table, and at this moment, there are several pots of wine on the stone table, and white gas is emerging from the mouth of the pot.
Following Huang Wushuang and in front of Huang Wushuang, Ye Chen was not too restrained. He sat down directly and picked up the wine bottle. A strong aroma of wine hit his face.
The aroma of the wine was similar to the plum blossoms in the courtyard, and it smelled extremely good. Even before he drank it, Ye Chen exclaimed: "Good wine!"
"The wine is getting stronger, you can try it!" Huang Wushuang casually picked up a cup and took a long drink.
Hearing this, Ye Chen was not polite and took a sip. The bitter taste spread in his mouth, followed by a sweet taste.
When the warm wine enters the stomach, a warm stream of heat flows through Ye Chen's body, and finally turns into pure Qi, which is then refined by Ye Chen.
"The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, first bitter and then sweet!" This wine must be extraordinary, but the spiritual energy contained in the wine is also extremely precious, Ye Chen praised lightly.
"You are a drunkard, so this wine is made from the plum blossoms on Luoxia Peak, and it's called plum wine!" Huang Wushuang smiled lightly when he saw Ye Chen praising the wine.
Afterwards, the two of them chatted with each other, until the wine was finished, Ye Hen asked: "Peak Master, why did you call me here this time?"
Because of Huang Wushuang's careful teaching for several months, Ye Chen admired Huang Wushuang very much.
Putting down the wine glass, Huang Wushuang showed a rare look of solemnity on his face, and said to Ye Chen: "Have you reached the fake soul martial realm?"
Ye Chen did not hide this from Huang Wushuang and nodded slightly.
"Although you haven't shown me your artistic conception for several months, I can guess your artistic conception, the selfless artistic conception!" Huang Wushuang said solemnly.
"It is indeed an artistic conception of selflessness!" With Huang Wushuang's strength, if he pays attention to himself deliberately, he will definitely be able to detect his own artistic conception. Ye Chen did not hide this.
With a slight sigh, Huang Wushuang stood up, looked at the sky, and said softly: "Then do you know what this selfless mood is called on the mainland?"
Hearing this, Ye Chen also stood up, looked at the sky, and chuckled: "Peak Master, are you afraid that one day I will indulge in killing?"
Seeing Ye Chen's free and easy look, Huang Wushuang was startled and said complexly: "It seems that you understand the artistic conception of selflessness very well!"
"The path of our predecessors may not be my path, right?" Ye Chen chuckled, with a trace of freedom and ease appearing on his face.
"Haha, you are right. The path of the predecessors may not be your path!" Huang Wushuang is also an open-minded person. After a pause, Huang Wushuang turned around, looked at Ye Chen solemnly, and said solemnly
: "If one day you really indulge in killing, then, as my disciple, I have the obligation to keep you in Luoxia Peak!"
"At that time, did the Peak Master want to kill me?" Ye Chen still said calmly.
Hearing this, Huang Wushuang shook his head slightly, smiled lightly, and said: "Yes and no, if my sword can't pull you back from the killing, then I will kill you!"
A long time ago, he once said this to me, and she once said to me that for me, they are my most important people.
At this moment, someone else said this to me. Looking at the sky, Ye Chen couldn't help but have a trace of reminiscence in his eyes.