"It seems that you are recovering from your injury, are you sure you want to leave?" Yuan Tiangang looked at the recovered 'Chen Yuan' who took the lead silently.

Ever since Wei Yuan slashed that sword, most of his memory has fallen into a short-term slumber. He is dispelling the mysteriousness of mastering that sword, which has caused his true spirit to become heavier. Only when this life is over can he be freed. Forget everything, and die with a sword, just because Yuan Tiangang is the incarnation of Zhu Jiuyin, because of Yuan Tiangang's particularity, he still remembers Yuan Tiangang's covenant, and entered the city of Chang'an.

The reincarnation of Zhu Jiuyin, Yuan Tiangang, recognized his fate, joined hands with Li Chunfeng, and obtained Wu Zetian's consent, let him escape by feigning death, and covered Wei Yuan's fate with half of the Qi of Emperor Wu Zhou, so as to prevent chaotic times from chasing after him. Killing, to prevent the hostility from the Kunlun Enlightenment, and to heal his injuries, even if it is the reincarnation of the Lord of the Nine Serenities, it took a lot of effort.

"It's a pity that Li Chunfeng fell asleep again. He can fall asleep while drinking." Yuan Tiangang looked dissatisfiedly at Li Chunfeng, who was not young, but fell asleep while holding the hip flask. The latter is always like this, as he talked, his eyes went dark and passed away.

It sleeps well, solidly, and it is heavy and fragrant, which makes people admire. Sometimes it feels like I'm not sleeping. It's far away from traveling thousands of miles away.

"Don't care about him, this guy, you and I have gray hair." I can still remember the way we met in the market decades ago, hahaha, you were not polite at the time, and you punched On the eyes of the old man, let me remember these decades

. "Yuan Tiangang, who was already gray-haired, lifted a jug of wine, raised his neck to drink, and smiled gently: "How about it, how about you let the old man hit your eye socket too?" "

The amnesiac swordsman said unceremoniously: "Impossible!

Yuan Tiangang laughed loudly, and finally regretted: "It's all like this, don't you allow it?"

"In short, you and I are not young anymore. If you leave this time, I'm afraid we will never see each other again.

Swordsman Yuan lowered his eyes and smiled and said: "It's easy to do, maybe there will be an afterlife."

Yuan Tiangang said: "But in the next life, if you don't remember the past or know the past, what should you do?

Wei Yuan, who lost his memory, confirmed that some traces seemed to flash before his eyes, and after a pause, those images disappeared.

In the end, he raised his neck and drank, he didn't care anymore, and said: "It's easy to handle, when we first met, I smashed your left eye frame."

He stretched out his finger with two drunkenness: "After I meet you, I'll still hit you in the eye socket once." Back

"This time, instead of hitting the left side, hit the right side!" 2 "Make it all together!"

Yuan Tiangang was stunned, as if he couldn't believe that this guy dared to do this.

Immediately, he just laughed and nodded.

"If there is an afterlife, if there is a reunion."

Yuan Tiangang's memory in this life has not been recovered yet, and he is also a cultivator. Naturally, he knows that reincarnation is just a word of comfort. The true spirit relies on its own condensed level to resist the oven of heaven and earth, gold and iron in the world, and it is difficult to achieve the level of reincarnation. It's hard, it's rare, it's just when friends part,

It's nothing more than words of comfort to each other. Looking at each other's pale faces, they no longer have the intention to fight and nodded casually:

"Then I'll let you hit me once!"

"Don't worry, we will meet again"

At this time, Li Chunfeng, who woke up holding the flagon over there, raised his head, and the pure purple in his eyes dissipated. Opened a wine cellar that smelled like rum, and said sharply: "When the time comes, you will get dark circles under your eyes, don't regret it."

Yuan Tiangang couldn't help but sneered and said, "This old man is not someone like you who likes to go back and forth.

"Ah, yes, yes, everyone knows that Yuan Tiangang is upright, broad-minded, and never holds grudges.

"That's true, never hold grudges!

Li Chunfeng nodded repeatedly while holding the jug.

Yuan Tiangang couldn't hear the coconut in these words, and couldn't help but retorted: "You don't need to worry about the old man.

"It's a big deal to be smashed once again, it's not like I haven't been smashed in the past!

"It's you, you can fall asleep anytime now, be careful to fall asleep when you are crossing the sea by boat or fishing by the river."

"And then plunged into the water."

"Fishing caught myself and became a drowned water ghost.

Li Chunfeng was furious:

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

With words in his mouth, Pi Cheng prayed:

"Bah, bah, bah, kids are ignorant, kids are ignorant."

"You can't take it seriously, you can't take it seriously. Then he raised his eyebrows and glared at the white-haired Yuan Tiangang over there, furiously:

"Old bastard, you cursed me again!

"Are you sick? You are the first-class fortune teller in thousands of years!"

"Your **** mouthful of gold, jade and iron is broken, what if it comes true?"

"Zhenyi accidentally fell asleep while working and fell into the water, what should I do if I become a water ghost?" "You pay me?!"

Over there, Yuan Tiangang sneered and drank, too lazy to deal with this lazy bastard. In the end, the good banquet was over, and the ranger of Datang no longer had a sword in his hand. Wei Yuan, who had lost his memory, staggered, turned his back to Chang'an, and waved to his friends Saying goodbye, he left Chang'an City. Behind him, Li Chunfeng sat cross-legged on the eaves, reached out to play with the bell hanging from the corner of the eaves, and said:

"Luck is covered, this guy should have a good death." Yuan Tiangang didn't turn his head: "I don't know how much killing will be if I hold a sword in my life, I hope I can grow old safely in the end."

"If you think that forgetting all the experiences in your last life is considered a good death, then more or less yes.

Li Chunfeng looked at Chang'an City in the distance: "Knowing too much is never a good thing, Yuan Tiangang.

He lowered his eyes with a smile, the starlight of Ziwei Star shining in his eyes, and emphasized:

"Never.

The white-haired girl He Jue finally arrived in such a great city as Chang'an.

Then I happened to see the white-haired swordsman striding out, wearing a brocade suit, riding a fast horse, his white hair was still full of vigor, as if a sword had wiped away all the rust on it,

It was only in this way that she finally showed her unparalleled sharpness, the white-haired girl's eyes widened slightly, and a glint of light lit up those dark and dull pupils, but her tone remained unchanged.

"You're back.

The swordsman on the fast horse reined in, frowned, and replied:

"Who are you?

The hope on the white-haired girl's face froze. Kougong, you mean, we live and die on Kunlun Mountain? I was saved by her once?

In a pavilion, Wei Yuan, who had lost his memory, looked at the quiet white-haired girl over there, and then at his friend wearing a lunatic mask over there—his memory, even if it was Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng who were angry with him in the end. The luck blockade is just like fetching water from a bamboo basket, at most it can only slightly stop the speed of memory sleeping, but this process is irreversible.

The swordsman still remembers the matter of the girl with the mad mask.

This is a ridiculous thing I did when I was young. Propose to kiss when they first meet.

As for the experience on Kunlun Mountain, and the matter of the white-haired girl, he doesn't remember anything about it, but looking at the white-haired girl with her head down, he somehow still feels a kind of,

As if coming from the close and familiar feeling deep in the blood, I stretched out my hand and rubbed the top of the white-haired girl's head, and said freely: "I really feel that my memory is a bit lost."

"However, I do think that we should have some fate, and it feels very familiar.

"After a while, where are you going?

Jue took a deep look at him and said, "I will travel around for a while.

Wei Yuan, who lost his memory, laughed loudly: "That's a coincidence, I will continue to travel in the rivers and lakes in the future." He patted the horse next to him, and sighed: "When I was young, I only felt that a sword was invincible. But it was because of the monk that he didn't walk out of Chang'an city even a single step. Although it was said that he had walked a long way, it wasn't really a walk in the rivers and lakes.

"I don't live long.

"Finally, walking the same path with you guys is worth getting to know each other.

Then he stretched out his hand towards the white-haired girl and said with a smile, "If you don't mind, let's go together."

The girl with dark eyes stretched out her hand.

With force in his palm, the swordsman picked up the young white-haired girl and put him on the mount. He held the rein with one hand and the wine with the other. There are two disciples, one is named Pei, who is the later Sword Master of Tang Dynasty, and the other is a girl named Gongsun. The little girl of Gongsun family is the one that the white-haired girl insisted on accepting.

It's just because the child is good at singing ballads, has a soft waist, can do Chang'an dance, and can do Hu Xuan dance.

The white-haired girl seems to like everything created by humans very much. The sword fairy who lost her memory couldn't hold her back, so she had no choice but to agree, and the part of teaching swordsmanship was to go out. The basic strength of the Gongsun girl was not as good as her senior brother, but she was more agile and nimble. Ingeniously blended swordsmanship into dance Among them, the sword dance moves in all directions. On this road, going east to north, I once rode horses on the stone roads in the south of the Yangtze River, and once sang with swords in the desert outside the Great Wall.

The Sword Immortal had just stepped into the rivers and lakes, and he had already stirred up the entire Tang Dynasty.

Although it was only ten years of cold and heat, it seemed to pass by in the blink of an eye.

Jianghu's son Jianghu is old, not to mention the old man with pale face and white hair. His memory gradually fades after all. In the end, he really has no way to walk in the rivers and lakes. I no longer recognize him. At this time, even Jue knows that he can no longer be allowed to walk in the rivers and lakes like this. In the end, the pale-haired old man lived and settled in a village under a mountain.

Its name is brilliant and shakes the world.

Even if he came here to live in seclusion, swordsmen from all over the world would come to visit him from time to time. At the beginning, the sword fairy would take the initiative to attack. Later, his disciples had already started to block these opponents instead of the teacher. The old man was gray-haired, Every inch of his beard and hair had turned white. And Huan, who was wearing a mad mask, gradually couldn't suppress it because of the turbidity.

In order to prevent the reversal of its own authority.

To prevent myself from unconsciously changing my temperament, like my sister, I gave birth to the power of [Chidi Qianli], and actively left the crowd for the sake of harming the world.

Disciple Pei Man also took the initiative to go out of the mountain to prevent those swordsmen from disturbing the teacher's Qingxiu - to challenge the past. When he got the title of Sword Master, all the swordsmen in the world said that he had surpassed his teacher, so they all started to challenge him, and respectfully called the old man who was always calm and peaceful as Master], Master most of the time Just sitting quietly on the bluestone, sometimes not saying a word for a day.

He was originally the one who took care of the white-haired girl who had no common sense about the world.

In the back, the sword master Pei Man left, Jue had to leave the world, the swordsman lost his memory, but the girl was taking care of him.

Until that day, when he didn't even recognize the sword, when the bow came and the people exclaimed blankly.

Finally, when his life was about to end, the white-haired girl brought the cooked meat porridge. The swordsman sat on the bed, his breath was weak, and his expression was calm and calm. He is gray-haired and has many wrinkles on his face.

Forget about swords.

Forgetting for the first time was violent and decisive, and it was the tragedy of giving up everything in order to attack and kill.

But the current forgetting is just as peaceful and calm as flowing water, it is still water flowing deep, and it is the proof of truly mastering this sword.

The frail old man opened his eyes, saw the white-haired girl next to him, lowered his eyes, and obviously forgot everything, but it seemed that because of some kind of fate, he still remembered the girl in front of him, and he was the most worried about it. On the white paper next to him is the arrangement he wrote down when he realized that he was losing his memory.

There is Pei, and there is Gongsun.

You Jue.

Some went to Datang Chang'an to find old friends. densely packed. The Sword Immortal of Tang Dynasty recorded everything he could think of before passing away, hoping that the white-haired girl who did not have much common sense could live peacefully in the world after he left. Finally, he stretched out his hand , rubbed the girl's white hair, and said, "Live well."

"Be a good boy.

Even the invincible Sword Immortal is like an ordinary old man~lightnovelpub.net~ The noise said softly:

"Otherwise, I might turn into a ferocious ghost to teach you a lesson."

Even he himself thought it was funny after he finished speaking, so he laughed lightly with some self-mockery.

The white-haired girl has big eyes and dark hands gently holding the wrinkled hand of the Sword Immortal. The tone was still calm, but I don't know if it was an illusion, and there seemed to be a quiet smile on the corner of his mouth. "Well, if I turn out to be a bad boy." "Can you come back and see me?"

The sword fairy opened his mouth, lowered his eyes, and said nothing more.

PS: There is a mistake before the 400th word in the third chapter today. In the first few chapters, when Chen Yuan saw Kaiming, he said that his friend Li Chunfeng had passed away for a long time.

I looked for the previous chapters, and Li Chunfeng was not dead at that time.

And it's just entering the end, it shouldn't be so fast, Houtu, Zhurong, Fuxi, Huntian, Tiandi, Zishi, but some book friends speculate in this chapter that there are two or three hundred chapters, probably about the same, numb, hold tea, I just hope Landed smoothly.