Raising his head and looking at the mountain peak shrouded in clouds and mist, Ye Chen muttered softly, "Peak Master!"

Luoxia Peak under the night looked a little hazy and beautiful, Ye Chen was extremely familiar with the previous voice, it was Huang Wushuang's voice.

The sword stopped, the snow fell, Ye Chen tied the stone sword behind him, looked at the shadow of Xiyue Peak faintly, and turned around and walked towards the ethereal peak.

On Pingyue Peak, Li Shiyue's swaying figure also stopped, quietly looking at Ye Chen's figure, gradually moving away.

It wasn't until Ye Chen's figure disappeared into the wind and snow that Li Shiyue sighed lightly: "What should come is still here, no matter how you resist, it will come back, could it be that this is fate?"

Putting away the sword, Li Shiyue also turned around and walked towards the ethereal peak.

This night, whether it is Xiyue Peak or Luoxia Peak, there is a missing scenery on the peak, and there is less people like crazy people dancing swords.

Above that cluster of buildings was the pinnacle of Luoxia Peak, because he had repeatedly gone to ask Huang Wushuang for advice, therefore, Ye Chen knew the courtyard where Huang Wushuang was.

On both sides of the mountain road, there are rare green bamboos, and in the vast white world, that little bit of green is very eye-catching.

Whenever he saw these green bamboos, Ye Chen's heart was unusually calm, and at this moment, the green bamboos were covered with a layer of snow, and the green bamboo branches and the white snow complemented each other.

The air was a little cold, and the cold wind blew Ye Chen's martial clothes and made a whirring sound, at this moment, Ye Chen seemed to merge with everything around him.

At this time, a light blue mist appeared on Ye Chen's body, and a mysterious feeling permeated Ye Chen's body, and the snow falling around him instantly turned into ice chips and fell to the ground.

The figure stopped, Ye Chen stood quietly in place, and the Xuanbing Jue in the body was running slowly.

After all, Ye Chen's days of cultivating the Xuanbing Technique were not as good as the Wind God Technique and the Vermilion Bird Technique, so in terms of exercises, Ye Chen had not reached a balance.

However, at this moment, Ye Chen finally broke through the bottleneck of the Xuanbing Jue and took a big step forward, and in terms of exercises, the three exercises reached a state of balance for the first time.

A cold feeling swept over, Ye Chen couldn't help but shudder At this moment, the temperament on Ye Chen's body suddenly changed, and it was uncertain.

casually punched forward, Ye Chen's temperament was sometimes like the spring breeze, which was refreshing, and sometimes it was as cold as the winter wind, making people feel as if they were in an ice cellar!

"Is it finally balanced?" Ye Chen muttered softly, his right foot slightly raised and walked forward unhurriedly.

Along the mountain path, surrounded by very ordinary courtyards, the frost condensed at the hedges, and the faint sunlight was reflected on them.

After the baptism of squatting on the winding path, the blue-gray sè stones are also fully revealed.

Looking at the bare maple trees around him, Ye Chen couldn't help but think that the autumn day here was very beautiful.

The higher you go, the fewer and fewer courtyards around you, and the cleaner your environment becomes.

A few minutes later, Ye Chen finally came to the courtyard where Huang Wushuang was, and before he stepped into the courtyard, Ye Chen saw a boulder in front of the door, and the boulder was engraved with three eye-catching characters: Jun Ke regrets.

From the words of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing, Ye Chen felt a shocking sword intent, as well as sadness, and Ye Chen was puzzled for a while.

Stopping his figure, Ye Chen's eyes closed again, and he suddenly realized the sword intent contained in this handwriting.

So far, Ye Chen has seen thousands of sword intents, but only this sword intent in front of him made Ye Chen puzzled for a while.

"Remorse?" In this sword intent, Ye Chen only understood the meaning and shook his head slightly, Ye Chen muttered softly: "I don't understand!"

There are thousands of artistic conceptions in the world, because everyone's experience and perception are different, which leads to different sword intent, sometimes you haven't experienced it, so you don't understand his artistic conception.

"Weird sword intent!" After Ye Chen realized it for a few moments, a mysterious feeling permeated his heart, and when Ye Chen opened his eyes, his heavenly sè became more and more dark.

"Come in!" The door of the courtyard opened automatically, and Huang Wushuang's calm voice came out clearly.

Hearing this, Ye Chen realized the purpose of his coming here, and his perception was small

, obviously made Huang Wushuang wait for so long, and with an apologetic smile, Ye Chen stepped out and jumped into the courtyard.

With his feet on the ground, there was a burst of plum hu fragrance in his face, Ye Chen swept the surroundings of the courtyard slightly and noticed the plum hu around the courtyard!

Green bamboo, Mei Hu, the only decoration in this courtyard is these, at this moment, Huang Wushuang stood with his back to Ye Chen, and fell into the middle of Mei Hu, without the slightest momentum on his body.

In Ye Chen's opinion, the emperor at this moment was like an ordinary person, without the slightest majesty that the lord of a peak should have.

Huang Wushuang turned his head, looked at Ye Chen's increasingly restrained temperament, smiled faintly, and said, "Breakthrough?"

In the same way, Ye Chen did not deny it, and said, "I have made a breakthrough in the exercises, but I have made up for the shortcomings of the past!"

With Huang Wushuang's eyesight, it was naturally very easy to see Ye Chen's changes, and when he heard this, Ye Chen was not surprised, and said in a deep voice: "Hmm!"

The sword finger was raised slightly, Huang Wushuang pointed to the stone tablet outside the courtyard, and chuckled: "My sword intent, how much have you felt it?"

Hearing this, Ye Chen sighed slightly, in his opinion, knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing, but he didn't hide it, and said, "I don't understand!"

"Hehe!" Huang Wushuang smiled slightly, pointed to the stone table and stone chair in the courtyard, and immediately walked towards the stone chair.

There was already a small amount of snow on the stone table, and at this moment there were several jugs of wine on the stone table, and white gas was coming out of the spout.

Immediately behind Huang Wushuang, in front of Huang Wushuang, Ye Chen was not too restrained, he sat down directly, picked up the wine jug, and a thick aroma of wine came to his face.

The aroma of this wine is similar to the plum hu in the courtyard, it smells extremely good, although he didn't drink it, Ye Chen exclaimed, "Good wine!"

"The smell of wine is getting stronger, you can try it!" Huang Wushuang casually picked up a glass and drank it for a long time.

Hearing this, Ye Chen was not polite, and when he drank it, the bitter taste spread in his mouth, followed by a sweet taste.

When the warm wine entered the stomach, a warm stream of heat flowed in Ye Chen's body, and finally turned into pure true qi, which was refined by Ye Chen.

"The plum fragrance comes from the bitter cold, first bitter and then sweet!" This wine must be extraordinary, and the aura contained in the wine alone is also extremely precious, Ye Chen praised lightly.

"You're a drunkard, this wine is taken from the plum hu on the Luoxia Peak, and it's called plum wine!"

Seeing Ye Chen admiring the wine, Huang Wushuang smiled faintly.

Afterwards, the two chatted with each other, until the wine was finished, and Ye Zhen asked, "Peak Master, why did you call me this time?"

Due to Huang Wushuang's careful teaching for several months, Ye Chen admired Huang Wushuang very much in his heart.

Putting down the wine glass, a rare trace of solemnity appeared on Huang Wushuang's face, and he said to Ye Chen, "Reach the fake Hun martial realm?"

At this point, Ye Chen did not hide this from Huang Wushuang, and nodded slightly.

"For several months, although you haven't shown me your artistic conception, I can guess your artistic conception and forget your artistic conception!" Huang Wushuang said solemnly.

"It's indeed a selfless artistic conception!" With Huang Wushuang's strength, if he deliberately pays attention to himself, then he will definitely be able to perceive his artistic conception, and Ye Chen has not hidden this.

With a slight sigh, Huang Wushuang got up, looked at the sky, and said softly, "Then do you know what this selfless artistic conception is called on the mainland?"

Hearing this, Ye Chen also got up, looked at the sky, and chuckled, "Peak Master, are you afraid that I will sink into killing one day?"

Catching a glimpse of Ye Chen's free and easy appearance, Huang Wushuang was stunned, and said complicatedly: "It seems that you know the artistic conception of selflessness very well!"

"The path of predecessors may not be my path, is it?" Ye Chen chuckled, and a trace of ease and ease couldn't help but appear on his face.

"Hehe, that's right, the path of the predecessors may not be your way!" Huang Wushuang is also an enlightened person, paused, Huang Wushuang turned around, looked at Ye Chen with a solemn face, and said solemnly: "If one day you really sink into killing, then, as my disciple, then I have the obligation to leave you in Luoxia Peak!"

"At that time, did the peak master want to kill me?" Ye Chen still said freely.

Hearing this, he shook his head slightly, Huang Wushuang smiled faintly and said, "Yes and no, if my sword can't pull you back from the killing, then I'll kill you!"

He said this to me a long time ago, and she said to me, that they are the most important people to me.

And at this moment, someone said to me like this, looking at the sky, Ye Chen couldn't help but have a trace of reminiscence in his eyes. @。