Kunlun Mountains.
"I once saw in the "Shenyi Jing·Zhonghuang Jing" that there is a big bird in Kunlun Mountain, named Xiyou. It faces south, with its left wing covering the prince of the east and its right wing covering the queen mother of the west. There is no feather on the small part of its back, ten thousand
Nine thousand miles away. The Queen Mother of the West is on her wings, and so is the Prince of the East. Will I meet this magical bird on the mountain?" Su Baiyi looked up at the top of the mountain, with a bit of solemnity in his tone.
"If there is, then it's in my belly." Su Suomo smacked his lips, "What did you bring from the mountain to eat?"
Su Baiyi was stunned and touched his arms: "I left them all with Miss Tantai, and there is also a jug of wine."
"Wine?" Su Suomo stretched out his hand and sucked the pot of wine from Su Baiyi's body. Then he raised his head and drank it all. Finally, he took a long breath and said, "It feels good." After drinking, he
He threw the wine bottle away casually.
"Is there no wine to drink above Kunlun?" Su Baiyi asked confused.
"Wine?" Su Suomo sighed softly, "You don't even have to eat a sesame seed cake."
"Those years..." An ominous premonition arose in Su Baiyi's heart.
"There is only snow lotus on Kunlun Mountain, and I have been eating it for a whole hundred and thirty years." Su Suomo raised his head and said, "That is a treasure in the world. If you only eat one, you will not be hungry for three months, and it will also improve your skills."
A big increase, in this world, it is a treasure that everyone is fighting for. But..."
"But what about it?" Su Baiyi swallowed.
"It's really unpalatable." Su Suomo sighed.
During the conversation, Su Suomo had already brought Su Baiyi to the halfway point of Kunlun Mountain. What they saw was an extremely exquisite house. A huge gate blocked them in front of them. Above the gate was a
The wooden carving of a divine bird is crawling on it, perhaps it is the rare divine bird recorded in the "Shen Yi Jing".
"How was such a house built on Kunlun?" Su Baiyi was stunned.
Su Suomo shrugged: "I don't know, this house was here when I came here."
"It's been more than a hundred years..." Su Baiyi murmured.
"Bury Su Jian." Su Suomo walked in without taking Su Baiyi, and then led him around the house. Behind the house, he saw that there were graves covered with snow.
In front of the grave, there is no tombstone, only a sword.
"These are all immortals of the Su family. They are buried here, with swords as monuments. Su Jian should be buried next to them." Su Suomo said lightly.
Su Baiyi nodded, then took out the Junyu Sword in his hand and started digging beside the graves. However, when the sword was struck, the snow did not move at all. Su Baiyi was stunned: "This is..."
"This is tens of millions of years of snow. It's naturally harder than stone. Use your inner strength." Su Suomo frowned.
The corner of Su Baiyi's mouth twitched in embarrassment: "Senior, I really can't use my internal strength..."
"Alas." Su Suomo shook his head slightly, and with a flick of his fingers on the snow, a pit popped up. Su Baiyi was dumbfounded: "Senior, how did you do that?"
"Isn't there a saying in the world that the highest state is to have a sword in your hand and a sword in your heart?" Su Suomo said quietly.
Su Baiyi nodded: "But my master said this is bluffing. If you don't have a sword in your hand, but you have a sword in your heart, you will be hacked to death."
Su Suomo waved his finger, shook his head and said: "There is no sword in the hand, but there is a sword in the heart. The sword in the heart refers to the sword energy. When you reach the realm of sword immortal, then everything in the world can be a sword. I
The stretch of your finger just now was a sword."
"Stretching your finger is a sword?" Su Baiyi waved his finger at the ground, but naturally there was no response.
"After you bury Su Jian, come to the courtyard to find me. There should be many stories about you, and I want to hear them." Su Suomo turned around, "I haven't heard other people's stories for a long time.
Sorry. These years on the mountain have been too boring."
Su Baiyi turned around and suddenly thought of something: "Grandpa Su doesn't carry his sword with him, how can he use the sword as a monument?"
"So." Su Suomo lowered his head and thought for a moment, "I heard him say that he was once called the Demon King in the world?"
"Well, Grandpa Su once shocked the world with the name of the Demon King, and was a famous figure in the world." Su Baiyi replied.
"Then I'll give him one." Su Suomo stretched out his hand and shouted in front of him, "Ghost Eyes!"
Following Su Suomo's low shout, a long purple sword suddenly flew out from the house, piercing the sky with a scream like a ghost, and then fell into Su Suomo's hand. The long sword's
There was a purple bead inlaid on the hilt of the sword. The bead looked like a human eye. Even when Su Baiyi looked at it, it felt like the bead actually moved like an eyeball.
"This sword is called Ghost Eye. It was called an evil sword by people in the world back then. However, the blood of many great demons was left on the evil sword. Back then, his master took him to cleanse the demon sect with blood.
, killed all the thirteen elders of the Demon Sect. This sword will serve as Su Jian's sword monument." Su Suomo handed the sword in his hand to Su Baiyi, then turned and left.
Su Baiyi glanced at the ghost-eyed sword in his hand, and felt a cold air coming from the sword, which made him shiver involuntarily. He hurriedly inserted the sword into the ground hard, and then turned around
He picked up Su Jian's body and placed it into the grave that had just been flicked away by Su Suomo.
"Grandpa Su, today I wish you to sleep forever in Kunlun, no longer have troubles in the world, be able to hold a sword for nine days, and be a truly free and proud swordsman." Su Baiyi kowtowed to Su Jian's body three times, and then put the sword next to him.
The pieces of snow were carefully placed on his body bit by bit.
Above Kunlun, snow falls all year round as in the legend. It took Su Baiyi several hours to pile up the graves. At this time, his body was covered with snowflakes. He stood up and looked up at the sky.
The sky in Kunlun is shrouded in snow and fog as legendary, preventing sunlight from shining through.
At this time, a sad flute sound suddenly came from the house. Su Baiyi turned around and looked at Su Suomo sitting on the eaves, playing the flute. For Su Suomo, this was just an ordinary event.
Such a farewell was too common in his life. Therefore, his sad flute sounds were not just mourning for Su Jian, but also a reflection on the short life.
With the sound of the flute, Su Baiyi suddenly opened his mouth and sang the elegy that he had heard sung by the villagers when he was in Jiangnan.
"The dew on the leaves is so beautiful.
Chapter completed!