Chapter 483 Life is like meeting for the first time
"You can clearly see that that force has been entangled with the Sword God Sect for thousands of years. Its strength must not be simple, so your trip is very dangerous!" Huang Shaoping chuckled after catching a glimpse of Ye Shaohan's dull expression.
"Life like this won't be monotonous, right?" Hearing this, Ye Shaohan also chuckled.
At this moment, Huang Shaoping understood a little bit why Ye Shaohan had such strong cultivation at such a young age.
The wind and snow gradually became stronger. For a while, Ye Shaohan and Huang Shaoping were shrouded in snowflakes. Under the cover of the snowflakes, Huang Shaoping couldn't help but feel a trance, the same feeling as looking at the stone statue of the Moon God.
Shaking his head slightly, Huang Shaoping waved away this thought, took out a few pieces of sword stickers from his arms and handed them to Ye Shaohan. Ye Shaohan could see clearly that the sword stickers seemed to be carved from jade into the shape of a sword.
Carved with two large Chinese characters: Jian Tie.
These sword stickers exuded an astonishing sword intent. After taking it, Ye Shaohan looked at it for a moment and immediately put it in his arms.
"Then what is the purpose of my visit?" After taking the sword post, Ye Shaohan remembered that he had no idea which sects he was going to send to!
"You don't need to worry about this. You only need to input spiritual energy into the sword post, and the sword post will tell you where to send it!" Huang Shaoping explained.
"Then when should I set off?" Ye Shaohan nodded slightly, drank a glass of wine casually, and asked.
"Now!" Huang Shaoping said: "There is someone accompanying you at the bottom of the peak. You will know when you get off the peak!"
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan nodded slowly and was about to leave. After taking a few steps, Ye Shaohan stopped, turned his back to Huang Shaoping and said, "By the way, I want to participate in the Five Peaks Competition!"
After saying that, a little black ice aura appeared on Ye Shaohan's body, and his figure turned into a stream of light and flashed down the mountain.
Huang Shaoping looked at the direction Ye Shaohan left and murmured softly: "Perhaps Luoxia Peak will revive!"
His body crossed the sky like a rainbow. When Ye Shaohan passed by the broken wall, his body stopped.
Raising his eyes slightly, Ye Shaohan subconsciously looked towards Xiyue Peak. At some point, the familiar figure disappeared.
Ye Shaohan took off the wine bottle from his waist, took a casual sip, stepped slightly, and shot downward again.
"Farewell for now, Luoxia Peak!" Ye Shaohan's mumbling voice was still floating in the wind. Human life is interesting, and every place is like a passing stop in life.
Under the night, the kennel path covered with snow seemed a bit lonely.
And above this long sword path, a thin figure stood like a plum blossom petal in the cold wind.
At an altitude of several thousand meters, Ye Shaohan arrived in a few breaths. Looking at the white figure floating in the cold wind, Ye Shaohan couldn't help but have a look of astonishment on his face, and secretly said: "This figure!"
Although he was still hundreds of meters away from that figure, Ye Shaohan knew that he had seen this figure no less than hundreds of times.
"Is it her?" The beautiful figure on Xiyue Peak made a sense of familiarity flow into Ye Shaohan's heart: "Could it be that she is the one who went to Xiyue Peak to deliver the sword sticker this time?"
When Ye Shaohan noticed that figure, that figure also noticed Ye Shaohan's arrival.
In the cold wind, Qianying slowly turned around. The cold wind rolled up the hair on the girl's forehead, and the girl's charming face was completely exposed under the snowflakes. It was Liu Yuehong.
Raising her head and looking at the figure in the distance, Liu Yuehong's eyes flashed with a hint of astonishment. That figure was extremely familiar to her.
"It's him!" Liu Yuehong murmured softly. Under the pale moonlight, two figures stood on the sword path, looking at each other from a distance.
With a slight glare of his feet, Ye Shaohan landed lightly on the steps where the girl was. When he saw the girl's face, Ye Shaohan was slightly startled: "It's actually her, Liu Yuehong!"
Luoxia Peak and Sunset Peak were only a few hundred meters apart, but Ye Shaohan and Liu Yuehong subconsciously did not release their soul power to observe each other.
When Ye Shaohan looked startled, Liu Yuehong looked also startled: "It's him, it turns out he is a disciple of Luoxia Peak!"
After all, Liu Yuehong had a very deep impression of Ye Shaohan. If it hadn't been for Ye Shaohan, she would have died tragically under the blood claws of the Snow and Ice Wolf Demon.
The two looked at each other in silence. After a few breaths, Liu Yuehong chuckled and said, "I forgot to say thank you to you. Thank you for your help last time!"
Liu Yuehong's smile was like the snow lotus blooming on the mountain wall, which should not be blasphemed.
A smile also appeared at the corner of Ye Shaohan's mouth. Ye Shaohan nodded slightly and said, "It's just a little effort!"
It is enough to say thank you for the kindness, just keep it in your heart. Liu Yuehong did not dwell on this matter. After a pause, Liu Yuehong looked at the endless sword path below: "Are you going to send the sword post this time?"
"Aren't you the same?" With his hands behind his back, Ye Shaohan's martial robes rustled in the cold wind. Facing Liu Yuehong's gaze, Ye Shaohan chuckled.
The meeting between the two people was not as awkward as meeting strangers. Perhaps both parties were used to that figure, so the tone of their conversation was like that of friends who had not seen each other for many years.
Hearing this and catching a glimpse of Ye Shaohan's young face, a look of surprise flashed in Liu Yuehong's eyes. Are the strongest disciples of each peak delivering the sword invitations?
However, recalling Ye Shaohan's hard work day and night, Liu Yuehong felt relieved and said: "It's just the right time to go with us!"
"My name is Sui Feng, what about you?" Looking at the face that was no less beautiful than Qian Chuanxue, Ye Shaohan asked very calmly without any trace of fascination in his eyes.
"Liu Yuehong!" Nodding and smiling, Liu Yuehong met Ye Shaohan's gaze, and then the two of them looked at each other and smiled.
Next to the sword path, the blooming plum blossoms could not withstand the coldness of the cold weather and fell weakly on the sword path. In the void, the silver moon sometimes appeared and sometimes disappeared, and the faint silver light filled the white snow.
earth.
Two figures floated down in the night. Ye Shaohan raised his head slightly and looked at the bright moon in the sky. The moonlight on Luoxia Peak was very beautiful, and the silvery brilliance spread all over the place, like a layer of hazy white frost.
Snowflakes were falling between the two of them. Suddenly, Ye Shaohan raised his head and looked at Liu Yuehong.
Liu Yuehong also raised her head and looked at Ye Shaohan. Their eyes looked at each other, and a strange feeling spread in their hearts.
At this moment, time seemed to stop, the breeze seemed to disappear, and everything around became blurred.
"Snow comes from the endless sky and falls in endless places, and the process is in the middle." With a slight sigh, Ye Shaohan turned around and murmured softly.
Hearing this, Liu Yuehong withdrew her gaze, looked up at the silver moon in the sky, and said softly: "Snowflakes are falling, but what is falling is life. The moonlight tonight is less cold and more warm."
Looking up and looking at the silver moon, Ye Shaohan said calmly: "In the eyes of the butterfly, the flower is an angel, because the flower gives her the nectar of life. In the eyes of the flower, the bee is a close friend, because the bee gives her the continuation of life. The moon Senior Sister Hong, in your eyes, what are the swords in our hands?" For some reason, Ye Shaohan asked such a question, perhaps out of curiosity.
Hearing this, Liu Yuehong's eyes showed a little confusion, she bent down, picked up the petals covered by the white snow, and softly chanted: "The rising sun and the setting sun are always more touching, because at that moment the sharp edge of the noon melts." It becomes a rounded glow, and the sword also makes people feel that it can save people, so my sword is to save people!"
Catching a glimpse of Liu Yuehong's elegant and watery eyes, Ye Shaohan smiled faintly. He also picked up the petals on the ground and released them again. The petals fell towards the mountain stream with the cold wind, dancing like a butterfly. Ye Shaohan stared at the petals and murmured. He said to himself: "Then what is my sword? My sword is persistence. With persistence, the loneliness on the journey of life can be paved into a blue sky; with persistence, loneliness can be transformed into a row of swan geese. One day, persistence will The sword knows how to ask the nine heavens."
"The murderous intent in you is too strong!" After hearing this, Liu Yuehong sighed slightly, and the scene when Ye Shaohan slaughtered the monsters appeared in front of her eyes.
"Are you obsessed with killing? Sometimes, killing is not killing, it's just for some reasons!" Ye Shaohan chuckled, lightly crossing his nose with his right hand, and the faint fragrance of plum blossoms surrounded his nose.
Looking at that delicate face and that indifferent yet confident smile, Liu Yuehong sighed softly: "If you persist in killing, you will eventually fall into killing.
Indulging in killing, Ye Shaohan smiled faintly, his selfless mood gradually began to affect him, sometimes he was in a trance, and sometimes he fell into the sea of killing.
Whenever he senses other sword intentions, that scene of killing appears in front of Ye Shaohan's eyes.
However, since he chose the artistic conception of selflessness, Ye Shaohan has no regrets, just as he said to Huang Shaoping: "The path of the predecessors is not my path!"
I hope you won't be like those seniors!" With a slight sigh, Liu Yuehong took a few steps forward, her dress whirring.
A soft voice floated slowly above the sword path! Hiss! Suddenly, the sky lit up, and under the moonlight, a stream of light streaked across the sky, adding a bit of beauty to this beautiful night.
Ye Shaohan and Liu Yuehong looked up at the falling meteor almost at the same time. They each thought about it and turned their heads. Ye Shaohan smiled faintly at Liu Yuehong: "Let's go!"
After saying that, Ye Shaohan let go of the petals on his fingertips, and instead of flying in the air, he walked step by step towards the end of the sword path below like a mortal.
The white snow on the kennel gradually melted under the cold wind. Ye Shaohan walked slowly towards the kennel with light steps. Liu Yuehong looked at Ye Shaohan's thin figure quietly, with a complicated look in her bright eyes as elegant as water.
With a slight sigh, Liu Yuehong also did not speak. With a guqin tied behind her back, Liu Yuehong moved her body slightly and followed Ye Shaohan.
They walked together quietly, not saying anything between them, just walking quietly. The moonlight, through the scattered snowflakes, fell on the two of them.
Under the pale moonlight, the two shadows were stretched so long.
Looking at the beautiful woman beside him, Ye Shaohan couldn't help but think of a sentence: "Life is like meeting her for the first time!"