The blue color of the heeled flowers is slowly fading.

That fragile dream" gradually faded away.

Finally, the hesitant flower withered.

For this bloom, the flower has been prepared for a long time, but the withering is only a moment.

When the flower withered, Lu Yuan was suddenly shocked.

It was just now that the master's breathing was stopped.

Master Li Yuanbai drove the crane immortal away! Although he still had a smile on his face at the end, it was a smile with no regrets.

Lu Yuan finally couldn't help crying, "Crying like a child."

Let yourself be happy at any time This is Lu Yuan's life principle, whether it is on the mountain, or on the ground, or underground, Lu Yuan's life is quite happy, extremely comfortable, this is the benefit of being indifferent, it is easy to be happy at any time, Lu Yuan has always said that he wants to live happily, but at this time, he finally couldn't help crying when he saw the master passing.

It was the master who took him into the Huashan Immortal Gate and entered the world of cultivating immortals.

It was the master who turned himself from an ordinary child into one of the top ten true disciples of the North Peak of Huashan Xianmen in one fell swoop.

When I was in Donglin Town, I didn't know much about how to read, but my teacher taught me to read a lot of words.

At that time, he was not the current master of swordsmanship, but just a child who did not know swordsmanship, and at that time in his own hands, the sword was not much different from the wooden stick.

His talent in spells is really not good, and the master teaches himself little by little, and he will not be angry because of his clumsiness in spells, if it is not for the master, I am afraid that my current ten commonly used spells will not be able to be used.

I used to have a bit of a skinny temperament, and I often broke something," the master didn't say anything.

And sometimes I do some bad things outside, such as breaking something, and the master also takes it down, although he will also discipline himself a few words.

Later, when he was reluctant to practice swords because of his lazy nature, the master did not blame himself too much.

When he has achieved something in swordsmanship and is a little proud, the master will not forget to remind himself not to be complacent.

Master Li Yuanbai, this is one of the most important people in his life.

But so, it passed away like this.

Although it is said that men don't cry, they can't help but cry out loud, that's it, what men don't cry "cry when you should cry, laugh when you laugh, this is my nature."

The master "left like this, and in the future, Changchun Ju was only alone, although he still had a few friends, but for some reason he came out of the strange cold, and it seemed that a burst of coldness invaded his body from the surroundings" At this time, several helmsmen in the distance had also arrived" They saw Li Yuanbai pass away from a distance, Lu Yuan cried more than once, and they were all smart and did not step forward.

Lu Yuan didn't cry for too long, so he began to make a coffin, "The master is going to be buried back in Huashan, and he wants to be buried with the tomb of the master, Lu Yuan took the surrounding maple trees to make the coffin, the maple leaves here are so beautiful, when he was on the road, the master took a few looks, and the master should like it if he made a coffin with this maple tree."

The coffin was made, and the master's body was put into the coffin, "Put the master's sword and the curtain spirit sword into the coffin, this is the master's life's sword, let this sword go to the ground with the master, and the twilight spirit sword at this time also lost a piece of luster."

The usual twilight spirit sword is also jet black and has no luster, "But at that time, although the sword had no luster, it had a glow."

At this time, the curtain spirit sword is "no luster" and has no brilliance, the sword can pass through people, and this sword seems to know the death of its master.

Lu Yuan stood up and carried the coffin: "Master, let me give you the last ride." ”

Bidding farewell to this incomparably beautiful place" Bidding farewell to the withering flowers, Lu Yuan carried the coffin and flew straight to Huashan.

The news soon spread from Huashan Xianmen.

One of the six sword immortals of the North Peak, the weeping sword immortal, Li Yuan, and the white crane immortal went.

Li Yuanbai also had some subordinates, such as Uncle Song, and soon the mourning hall was set up, "You don't need Lu Yuan to do anything, Lu Yuan is just entertaining guests in the mourning hall." The people of the North Peak itself don't need to receive much, and the other four peaks of Huashan have sent people to come to pay their respects, and some representatives of the other four major immortal gates have also come to pay their respects.

This funeral was average, and it was not a grand funeral.

Li Yuanbai's old friends back then were basically killed in the Battle of Strange Valley, and there was basically nothing left, and the rest were some senior brothers who came to pay their respects. However, Lu Yuan also knew that the master didn't care about this, the master left with a smile on his face before he died, and the master ended all the grievances and left without any regrets.

Lu Yuan was here to "meet visitors from all sides."

It has been a month since Li Yuanbai was buried.

Lu Yuan returned to his usual appearance, people should not live in sadness, and the master must not want to live in sadness.

It's a twilight night" Lu Yuan is lying on the grass, this is not Changchunju, just a meadow in the north peak, these days, Lu Yuansi has recovered his original habits, and found a meadow at random, either to practice swords, or to drink, the days are very leisurely.

Remembering a person is not in the mouth every day, but in the heart.

The form of appearance is not important in the first place.

Lu Yuan lay on the grass, and the Yangwu sword was set aside.

"It's a beautiful scene."

The sunset between the peaks in the distance, in the last ray of light "The distant peaks become darker, far away, twilight, just like the mud and sand suspended in the mixed stream, when it is still, it sinks quietly, the sun goes west, the birds return to the forest, the originally moving heaven and earth are still, the curtain color is also a little precipitated, and the heavy sinks at the bottom of the valley "between the peaks, where it is dark first without a trace of light" and light in the sky, almost clear and transparent.

Lu Yuan lay quietly on the grass, looking at the scene in front of him.

Is this twilight?

Rain has heavy rain, light rain, drizzle, clouds have white clouds, dark clouds and clouds, wind has strong winds, strong winds and light winds, and the curtain does not seem to be too varied.

Twilight is twilight, not as lively as the rain "is not as free as the clouds, not as free as the wind, the curtain color is not the color of freedom, otherwise it would not be called twilight."

Involuntarily, he grabbed the Yangwu sword in his hand, and the Yangwu sword waved gently, and the sword moves of one move were used to show ωA~pO, at this time, it was not the one hundred and eight swords of Fengyun and the clouds, nor the seventy-two swordsmanship of the rain created by himself, but the twilight swordsmanship handed down by the master, and the moves in the penduit swordsmanship were displayed one by one.

"The curtain is hazy", "the twilight is vast", "the hero hangs the curtain", "the year of the curtain", one move at a time, "one move at a time".

This time, he used the Twilight Sword Technique, which was more exquisite than any previous time, and this set of Sword Technique Lu Yuan performed extremely slowly" While thinking, he was also pondering in himself, and after performing the Twilight Sword Technique ten times in this way, he finally let out a long breath.

It worked.

Yes, it worked.

At this moment, "I have comprehended the fourth sword intent, the sword intent of twilight, and it is extremely difficult to comprehend the sword intent of the curtain with my free and easy nature, but due to the influence of the master immortal going to this matter, I comprehended the sword intent of the curtain at this time, and the swordsmanship has improved a point, and there is still some distance from the swordsmanship of Yuan Yuan Shibo, of course, his current swordsmanship will definitely not be lower than that of the six sword immortals of Beifeng except for Yuan Yuan Shibo, Lu Yuan still has this confidence.

The sword intent of the cloud can confuse one's vision and cancel out the opponent's mana.

The sword intent of the wind, formless and substantial, fast and fast, is the best at attacking.

There are two kinds of rain sword intent, the attack power of the storm sword intent exceeds that of the wind sword intent, and the drizzle sword intent can confuse one's vision.

And the effect of the sword intent of the curtain can completely make the other party invisible, the line of sight is ineffective, and at the same time, it can also slow down the opponent's movements, and the sword intent of the curtain has a great effect.

After comprehending the sword intent of the twilight, Lu Yuan poured a sip of wine, "This sip of wine is extremely strong.

Refreshing!

The so-called life must be happy, comprehending the sword intent of the curtain This is a good thing, and he has gone further in swordsmanship, and now when he is so proud, he should go to eat something delicious, and go to the restaurant to fry a few delicious side dishes, and eat and drink a taste.

It's been a long time since I've enjoyed good food.

By the way, "this time you have to eat well."

Now, it's autumn.

Autumn is the best time for crabs" No way, autumn crabs are the fattest, so you must enjoy them.

And not far away, Ye Yangrong smiled softly in the dark, he was ordered by Senior Brother Yuan Yuan to come to see Lu Yuan, and now he saw Lu Yuan striding forward, drinking wine heroically "I couldn't help but smile, this Lu boy, I was really worried about him in vain."

Originally, Senior Brother Yuan Yuan and himself were worried that this kid would be too stubborn because of the death of his master, but now it seems that there is no need to worry about himself, this kid is the kind of person who is very happy, and he was sad when his master died, "But afterwards, he will quickly adjust his mentality and live happily again."

Ye Yangrong nodded, always happy and at ease, this is the most Lu Yuan, the Lu boy he knows.

North Peak, Lu Yuan is needed.

Especially now.

The theories of the Sword Sect, the Qi Sect, and the Sword Qi Sect are not in harmony, and they are about to conflict, and when Ancestor Yan is about to soar, there are internal and external troubles, and the two boys Yun Yi and Yun Ping are afraid that it will be difficult to hold down the position.

Dark, silent.