After traveling through space, through time, and in the long river of time and space, Jiang Chen flew like a meteor, returning to his former hometown, before the arrival of the most difficult battle in his life, he wanted to relieve the worries in his heart.

The clouds are scattered, and the mountains are in sight.

Jiang Chen fell rapidly, below, is where the general trend of this world lies, throughout the ages, countless wars of righteousness and demons, and catastrophes of heaven and earth, all of which are involved here:

Qingyun Mountain!

The scenes of the past wars, the man who made his heart throb.......... At this moment, the looming picture in my heart, the front line of disillusionment, everything, as if it was just yesterday.

He's not a demon, but he's a demon!

Jiang Chen subconsciously took a deep breath, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and flew towards Qingyun Mountain, just as he was about to cross Tongtian Peak, his heart moved, he landed quickly, and flew straight towards a strange ancient pavilion on the mountain behind Tongtian Peak, where ....... It is the ancestral hall of Qingyunmen.

There, Jiang Chen felt a familiar aura of a strong man, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he violently exuded his vitality fluctuations, surging towards the ancestral hall.

In the ancestral hall of the patriarch, a young figure who was sitting quietly was suddenly alarmed, and at the same time as the expression on his face changed greatly, he suddenly stood up, and he looked out of the window in disbelief.

"Zhang Xiaofan, or the ghost, don't you plan to invite me to a cup of tea?"

The sudden words, the figure that suddenly appeared, Jiang Chen looked at the young man in front of him with a frightened face, and the strange and familiar memories of the past came to his mind one after another, and he couldn't help but show a hint of a playful smile on his face.

"Ahh

Frightened and inexplicable, it was indescribable, the ghost was powerful, or Zhang Xiaofan, suddenly took a few steps back, leaning on the tribute case in the ancestral hall: "Demon Lord........ Jiang Chen?!"

"Hehe......"

With a chuckle, the banter on Jiang Chen's face became even stronger: "It's me, I haven't seen you for a long time, I didn't expect you to remember me!"

Looking at the blood-soaked demon in front of him, even though Zhang Xiaofan's cultivation has reached an incredible level now, he can't help but be full of horror: "You........ Didn't die........"

"Hah!"

Jiang Chen stretched out his hand and stroked the blood-dyed long hair on his forehead: "Speaking of which, you can barely be regarded as my disciple, you should know very well that when you cultivate to a realm like mine, even if you want to die, it is not an easy thing." ”

Zhang Xiaofan's face gradually sank, and between his eyebrows, a touch of perseverance appeared, although it was difficult to hide the horror in his heart, he still asked out loud: "Disappeared for a hundred years, reappeared, what is the purpose of you coming to Qingyun Mountain?!"

"A hundred years, even if the speed of time is different, has it been so long?"

Hearing this, Jiang Chen couldn't help but be stunned, but soon, he came back to his senses and responded with a smile: "Don't worry." I'm not here for revenge, I'm not here to destroy the world, don't mention the past, I'm here just to see old friends. ”

"You ........."

Zhang Xiaofan felt that Jiang Chen was different from the past, as if he was a completely different person.

Jiang Chen asked with interest, "What about that little witch in Baguio?"

She took Yichen back to Huqi Mountain to visit Aunt You. ”

Subconsciously responded, Zhang Xiaofan woke up and said with a wry smile: "Yichen is my child with Baguio. ”

"That's good. ”

Jiang Chen didn't ask about what happened after the battle of Qingyun Mountain, what had happened, it was useless to say more, and he didn't come here for these trivial things.

Seeing that Jiang Chen really didn't seem to be here to seek revenge, Zhang Xiaofan's tense breath finally relaxed, and he subconsciously raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, and then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he hurriedly said: "Go, I'll take you to meet someone!"

"Is that her?"

Hearing Zhang Xiaofan's words, a figure suddenly appeared in Jiang Chen's heart, white clothes like snow, cold as ice, and for a while, a thousand sorrows appeared in his heart.

"She's been waiting for you. ”

Zhang Xiaofan said, and walked out of the ancestral hall.

Jiang Chen was speechless, and silently followed behind, both of them were amazing cultivators, and after a while, they came to Xiaozhu Peak, and they did not alarm anyone.

The mountain breeze blew through the verdant bamboo forest, bringing up gusts of bamboo waves, echoing in the hollow valley forest.

At this time, it was late at night, and there was silence in Xiaozhu Peak, and Zhang Xiaofan took Jiang Chen straight to the moon platform.

The Moon Observatory is the most famous place on the Xiaozhu Peak, and the "Sea of Clouds" and "Hongqiao" on the Tongtian Peak of Qingyun Mountain are listed as one of the "Moon Looking" of the six views of Qingyun.

Like the Big Bamboo Peak, the mountain behind the Little Bamboo Peak is also full of dense bamboo forests, but unlike the "black knotted bamboo" on the mountain behind the Big Bamboo Peak, the Little Bamboo Peak is rich in another kind of exotic bamboo....... Tear bamboo. This kind of bamboo is emerald green in color, the bamboo body is slender, and it has nearly twice as many bamboo knots than ordinary bamboo, but the bamboo is extremely tough, known as the first in the world, and ordinary woodcutters cannot cut it. But the most famous place of the tear bamboo is on the emerald green body of the bamboo, full of little pink spots, like the sad tears of a gentle woman, which is extremely beautiful.

And the origin of the name of Xiaozhufeng also comes from this.

As for the Moon Observatory, it is actually a lonely cliff hanging in mid-air, except for the back half that is connected to the mountain, most of which is suspended high in the air. It is said that on a bright moonlit night, the moonlight slowly rises from the bottom of the mountain and slowly climbs up to the observatory, and the moment the moonlight fully illuminates the observatory, it is also the time when the moon is empty.

When the moon platform is the most beautiful, the moonlight will suddenly shine brilliantly, shooting backwards from the smooth moon platform rock, illuminating the entire small bamboo peak in an instant, and the person standing on the moon platform at that moment is almost like standing in a fairyland;

According to Zhang Xiaofan, in the past 100 years, Lu Xueqi has often danced swords to the moon in the dead of night, and tonight is the night of the full moon.

"The lookout platform is ahead, go by yourself. ”

Approaching the moon platform, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly stopped, the stupid boy in the past has now become the strongest man in Shenzhou who shocks the world, after years of ups and downs, a hundred years of practice, his mind is naturally not ordinary.

"Thank you. ”

Jiang Chen crossed Zhang Xiaofan and walked forward alone.

Moving forward, the bamboo forests on both sides of the mountain road became more and more lush, Rao is Jiang Chen's troubled mood, but walking on this trail, listening to the endless bamboo waves on both sides of the road, he still couldn't help but feel empty in his heart.

I don't know if Xue Qi also likes this place because of this feeling?

Jiang Chen walked forward silently, and after half a sound, he finally stepped on the moon platform, raised his eyes, and saw the familiar white-clothed figure at a glance, at this moment, he was standing quietly on the boulder on the edge of the lonely cliff in the sky, the mountain wind in the endless abyss was blowing non-stop, and the white clothes on her body were also flying with the wind.

Tianya was inserted on the ground beside her, quietly exuding a light blue glow, reflecting the bright moon in the sky, exuding an indescribable loneliness and sadness.

The lonely sword, the lonely person, the lonely night, under the moonlight, brewing a long-precipitated longing, haunting the ........ in my heart I don't know if it's love or hate?

She was just such a person, in this dark night, in a secluded and uninhabited place, slowly, open her arms, in front of her, there was boundless darkness, as if the world was vast.

The wind was so strong that it rushed into her arms as if to tear people apart, and the darkness under her feet was about to move, and a dark hand stretched out from an unknown place, wrapped around her body, and wanted to pull her into the abyss.

It's just that she was stupid, staring silently, and the wind was blowing her thin body at the moment, just like a lily floating in the dark.

"Choking ........"

A sharp sound suddenly sounded in the dark night, echoing far away.

Tianya's sword was unsheathed, blooming with brilliant light in the dark, and the white figure rose up, catching Tianya in mid-air, the cold mountain wind swept up, accompanied by the white figure, on the moon platform, began a beautiful sword dance.

Autumn water falls like a long sky, turning into a boundless galaxy, moving gracefully in the hands of Slender Fiber, flowing happily in the dark night. Sometimes it soars into the sky, sometimes it lands, sometimes it turns into a silver streamer, and it is attached to the peerless face, and sometimes it is scattered as a starry sky, shining brightly.

She was on this moon platform, biting her lip deeply, closing her eyes, and her body seemed to be fluttering with the wind, like fluttering, like a cold flower, dancing out of the poignant posture of this world.

She turned into a white floating light, exhausted all her strength, her face was so pale, as if she still saw a faint bead of sweat, but she didn't stop, maybe her body was tired, so she could forget everything!

"Ding!"

With a soft crisp sound, the Tianya Divine Sword slowly fell from his hand, and the sharp blade ignored the hard rock at all, like thorny snow, silently piercing into the stone.

The brilliant and beautiful white figure gradually lowered its face, and darkness crept up.

Who is in the dark, gasping low?

The night wind blew coldly, and she was dressed like a snow-white dress, blowing gently, her sideburns, and her hair had already been blown up, messing up a pool of spring water, messing up a fairy heart, only the deepest sadness, screaming freely in the night wind.

Jiang Chen quietly looked at her back, that familiar back, he never dared to fall when he lifted his steps, he didn't dare to take a step forward easily, he didn't have the qualifications to take this step, he was not his own demon after all.

There seemed to be some kind of complicated emotion in his eyes, and his eyes flickered, and after a while, he finally couldn't help but let out a sigh.

"Alas........"

In the silence of the night, this sigh came so suddenly, and in an instant, the night wind galloping in the mountains suddenly stopped, and the bright moon in the sky became dim.

Suddenly got up, looking back, she was like a dream, and in her eyes, a familiar and unfamiliar figure was seen, which had been seen countless times in dreams, and now, in front of her eyes, for a while, she couldn't help but be stunned.

"Is that you?"

Like a fairy under the moon, she walked over step by step, came to Jiang Chen's side, stretched out a hand, trembled, and stroked Jiang Chen's cheek.

She was so cautious, afraid that what was in front of her was just a dream bubble, and if she exerted a little force, everything would be shattered and disappear.

The palm of his hand touched his cheek, the familiar temperature, the familiar breath, as if awakening the demon hidden in Jiang Chensen's heart, and in an instant, the blood in his pupils surged, and an inexplicable longing derived, making him can't help but murmur and call:

"Snow ......."