Nightfall

The snow fell like a curtain, fell under the wall of the city, and a snow line about half a person talled in front of the south gate. A scholar didn't know when he came here, and stood silently in front of the snow line. []

He was still wearing the old jacket, but now the jacket is all cut by the sword, hundreds of cotton squeezed out from it, trembling slightly in the snow wind.

The blood that has shed in the past few days, some have been blown away by the wind between the mountains and rivers, and more are condensed on the open cotton, which looks very dark and ugly, plus the wooden sticks in the hands have been cut a lot of shallow His sword marks made him look like a beggar chased by a evil dog for many days.

It's just that although the description at this time is a bit embarrassed, his expression is still quiet, still giving a very clean feeling from inside to outside, and then the first snow slowly falling.

He looked at the audience and said, "Changan City is the final battlefield chosen by the Academy."

The watcher looked at him and said, "I chose this place first."

Brother asked, "Why?"

The watcher said: "Because this city can't stop me now."

The brother asked, "Why are you here now?"

"Because until this time, the city couldn't stop me."

The master watched the sword in his hand, looked at the male city in front of him, and said, "Your academy is waiting, I am waiting. You are waiting for the city to recover, but I am waiting for the city to weaken."

The brother said: "It seems that you have waited for the result you want."

The watcher said: "You don't need to be surprised by this result. I have prepared for many years to break this formation. When the Master leaves the world, no one can change this process."

"No matter what goes wrong, God's will is always hard to break."

He looked at the elder brother before the snow line and said, "This snow line can't stop me, the academy can't stop me, kill you, and ruin the shock array. Everything is over."

After saying this, he walked towards Chang'an City.

The ground of the official road outside the south gate was covered with a layer of shallow snow, when the right foot of the subject had just fallen to the ground. He didn't even leave a trace on the shallow snow, he stopped.

He only took one step, more precisely he only took half a step.

The viewer looked down at the ground.

He is wearing cloth shoes. (You can go to the leaf when you read the novel

There is a small stone beside the cloth shoes.

He looked at the stone and frowned slightly.

Then he retracted his right foot. Stand back to the original place again.

The spectator looked around and noticed that around the south gate of Chang'an City, I wondered when there were more than one hundred stones. The stones were large or small, with sharp edges and corners, or rounded like eggs.

But no matter what the shape of the stone is, there is a very strong stubbornness. That breath seems so silent and unwilling, it seems to be flooding the whole world.

The breath was so vivid, so silent and firm. So much so that the atmosphere of heaven and earth in the south of Chang'an was tucked into countless obstacles, and the breathing could not be smooth.

Because of the existence of these stones, the indistinct passages that naturally exist between heaven and earth have become impassable like breathing. In other words, there is no distance in this stone world.

The first snow fell all night. Thousands of stones in the south of Chang'an looked like soldiers wearing white armor. Those big stones were like giant snow wolves in the north.

The Lord watched these stones. Suddenly laughed.

He has been to Daming Lake on the wasteland, and more than once, naturally knows the block.

Using block barriers to break away from the distance, the academy's behavior is really interesting.

But where is he afraid?

He did not step forward.

He stood quietly in these stones, waiting for the college's next step.

The brother took a step forward and disappeared in the light snow.

The subject knows that he has not entered the distance, but the block barrier cut off the light and cut off the line of sight.

In this rugged stone formation, they could not see each other, so he did nothing but waited quietly, waiting for the academy to attack him.

The snow was still falling slowly, faintly beautiful, but when it fell to the ground, it suddenly disappeared, and then fell a few feet away, or dozens of feet away, feeling very strange.

A piece of thin snow fell along the black wall and fell on the spectator outside the city.

As the snow fell, there was a short wooden stick. []

The wooden stick broke the wind silently, and even the uncomfortable breath between the world and the earth was not affected in any way. Following the flow of wind and snow in nature, there was no trace to follow.

The eyes of the viewer are slightly bright.

This wooden stick seems simple and ordinary, but in his opinion, it is more amazing than the block base-only a few days ago, I learned to fight, and now I can display such a realm.

With regard to the speed of learning, who in the world can compare with this person?

Watching the Lord raise his sword to meet the snow in front of him, I thought that if the Confucius went to heaven for more than ten years at night, at this terrifying speed of learning, I was afraid that I would never be able to suppress the other party like now.

Daojian broke through the wind and spurred the snow, then hit the stick in the seemingly empty snow.

This is the second encounter between the sword and the stick after coming to Chang'an City.

Compared with the first encounter, the shocking picture of the snow falling across the city is completely different. This time the sword and the stick meet so peaceful and gentle, just like the first snow falling into the lake, it will not melt.

Thousands of stones in front of the South Gate exude a rugged breath, and when the sword sticks meet, a very soft breath instantly dilute the breath of the block barrier array.

The sword stick meets in the air, meets at a point, is still, and in the few feet of space around that point, everything is still, whether it is wind or snow.

The snowflakes no longer fall, they are still in the air, and the picture looks particularly strange-and then the snowflakes shatter, starting from the edge and breaking down to the center of the snowflake, into the finest powder.

The powder-like broken snow fell one after another and sprinkled on the viewer and the master.

There were countless cracks in the jacket of the master, and the blood flowed out again.

Wind and snow rose from the ground, blowing around him. Like the same pair of invisible wings, pushing his scarred body, like the snow falling back, exiting the block barrier, and entering the city of Chang'an.

The subject frowned slightly, a little unexpected.

There are blocks in the south of the city, but there is distance in the eyes.

This has a great influence on him. The impact on the other party is greater.

But since the academy thought of a way to get rid of distance, then there must be follow-up measures, so he left Fan Xue to himself. Prepare for the next move of the college.

However, the academy did nothing and retreated directly into Chang'an City.

In this case, he has to enter Chang'an City.

To enter Chang'an City. The rugged rock in front of you needs to be broken first.

The spectator waved his sleeves and rolled up thousands of layers of snow, like a moving cloud.

Beside the official road, a huge stone weighing tens of thousands of catties rose with the sleeve wind and fell far away in the far field.

He waved his sleeve again, and boulders flew again.

He walked towards the city gate.

Walking all the way, rolling your sleeves like a cloud all the way, all the way to fly away.

Why is it poured?

At that time, Ke Haoran entered the gate of Mozong Mountain and broke it with a sword.

He rolled it by sleeve.

This does not mean that the present view is stronger than Ke Haoran. The most important thing is that the large block formation in the south of the city is far less powerful than the large block formation at the bottom of Daming Lake.

He is the leader of Daomen, and he has a deep research on Mozong. He knows the real barrier. It must be a world composed entirely of intractable stones. Although there are thousands of stones in the south of the city, it is not a world.

Not a complete world, there is room.

When there is space, you can walk and you can have more space.

The sound of falling rocks outside the city. Wind and snow gradually, Tsing Yi approached.

On the city wall, there were snowflakes between the temples of Moshan Mountain, blood on the lips, and his face pale.

The subject swayed his sleeves casually, walked in court, and broke the barriers.

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Walking into the south gate, they walked into Chang'an City.

There was no pedestrian on Suzaku Boulevard, so quiet, only the snow kept falling.

Watching the Lord walking on the straight Suzaku Avenue, the expression is leisurely.

He looked at the buildings beside the road, at the sculptures in the middle of the street that were not completely covered by snow, and at the black eaves and old tiles covered in snow, just like an ordinary tourist.

"It turns out that Changan City is like this."

Many years ago, when he was a child, he once visited Chang'an City with his elders in the family, but it was too long, and he had no specific memory of the city.

Later he began to practice monasticism, and he never came to Chang'an City again.

Because he was very strong as soon as he practiced Taoism, Chang'an City would not allow him to come in without being invited. What's more, the Master had always been in the Academy of Chang'an City South.

What is not available is the best.

This is true regardless of monasticism, men and women, or whatever.

So he likes Chang'an City very much.

Unfortunately, this city is not his, so he had to destroy it.

He thought about the city for many years.

He wanted to destroy the city for many years.

Today he finally entered the city.

Can't help but sigh.

He looked up at the snowy sky and said, "If you see this scene in the sky, will you regret leaving this world too early?"

Just then, cicadas suddenly sounded on Suzaku Avenue.

The snowflakes that fell into the city from a high altitude seemed to have a brighter layer, and turned into thin cicada wings.

It's winter, and the first snow is coming. Where do the cicadas come from?

The subject slightly tilted his head and listened to his ears, his eyes finally revealed a dignified look.

After confirming that the block can't stop himself, he immediately gave up and let the academy withdraw into Chang'an City. Using the power of the city itself, people who can make such a decision are naturally not ordinary people.

He knows that there must be some very interesting people in Changan City waiting for himself ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ but he didn't expect it to be so interesting.

This turned out to be the last confidence of the college.

"There are cicadas in the West, hiding in the mud room for twenty-three years. When the snow mountain ice melts and floods, they will wake up, take a bath in the mud water, dry their wings in the cold wind, and fly through the void."

Looking at the wind and snow on the other side of the street, the Lord said calmly, "So you are here."

The snow cloud gradually thickened, covering the sky, and the cicadas were poignant, resounding through Chang'an City.

A little girl came from the snow.

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(He is really bad in health. He said that Sao Rui, the annual holiday in February is for annual leave, so please vote for the more diligent author. After the meeting in early March, I will fight for it.)