Chapter 439

The snow sword is like snow, flying above the clouds, marking a light light in the endless night sky and the sea of clouds. The vigorous wind was blowing on his face, and his skirt was dancing wildly. Shen Shi looked ahead, and his eyes were fixed on a place in the dark, flying in the sky.

Before he came to yuanshimen, he had just cultivated his swordsmanship. When he was on the Jinhong mountain of Lingxiao sect that day, of course, he tried to fly his swordsmanship many times. However, it was the first time for him to jump out of the cliff and soar above the clouds like this.

However, the Qingxue sword can be rewarded by the Lingxiao sect elders. The spirit sword itself is extraordinary. Even if the wind is strong above the sky, the Qingxue sword is still very stable under the urging of the imperial sword technique. It doesn't shake at all. It seems that it is in danger of falling to pieces.

This also reassured Shen Shi, who was still a little nervous at first, but he soon found another disturbing thing, that is, the distance he flew to the place where the light flashed. In this dark night, it was much farther than his original judgment.

After flying for a long time, he found that the sea of clouds was vast, and he didn't seem to reach the place he wanted to go. At the moment, his aura was already in danger.

You know, after all, he's just a monk in the middle level of Ningyuan realm. It's only a little time for him to complete the Royal sword skill. No matter from the level of proficiency or spiritual power, he can't support him to fly for a long time. He can't fly in the nine days like a monk of divine conception.

After flying for a while, Shen Shi still didn't see the white light in front of him. There was still a vast sea of clouds in front of him. He sighed a little reluctantly in his heart, with a faint sense of loss and gloom, but he still used his spiritual power and bowed slightly.

The snow sword turned from parallel flight to downward flight, and soon disappeared into the clouds and began to fall.

After about half a cup of tea, Shen Shi went through the thick clouds and continued to fall to the earth under his feet. Leaving the clouds, the strong wind seemed to be much smaller, which made Shen Shi easier in controlling the snow sword. Now when he looked at the earth under his feet, it was another scene.

Without the cover of the boundless sea of clouds, the majestic and rolling Xumi mountains appear at his feet again. The majestic peaks stand tall and low, like giants standing silently in the dark.

When he heard the sound, he decided to find a suitable place to rest.

A sound that sounds familiar but should not appear at this moment.

"Wow Wow Wow... "

Living in the sea for a long time, he felt that it was the sound of the sea tides and waves, just like the tides, beating the coast repeatedly in the dark, as if it never stopped. However, this is Xumi mountain. In the middle of Hongmeng continent, where is the tide?

With a little doubt, he looked down and urged the snow sword to fly down. As he approached Xumi fairy mountain, the tide like voice from the night became clearer and clearer.

Following the strange sound, Shen Shi swept over the mountains and soon found that the place where the sound came from was not on the towering mountains, but on a hill hidden in the dark shadow under the peaks.

At last, at some time, he found the place where the strange sound of the tide surged.

It's still not the sea, it's still a mountain.

Under the light of stars, a mountain is covered with bamboo like a sea. When the night wind blows, the bamboo branches swing, like a sea of bamboo waves, ups and downs. And the sound of the waves, it is from this bamboo sea, in the dead of night, bamboo waves bursts, add quiet.

Shen Shi looked at the bamboo sea under his feet and listened to the sound of the bamboo waves. However, his heart suddenly moved. He seemed to think of something and his face slightly changed. Isn't this scene just like what elder martial brother Du Tiejian said to himself before, a place where saints used to live in seclusion?

For a moment, Shen Shi could not help hesitating. If the mountain in front of him was really Dazhu peak, which used to live in seclusion, it would naturally be the forbidden area of yuanshimen. He entered without permission, and the risk was self-evident. However He looked down at his right hand. The light on the remnant of the ancient sword of killing immortals seemed very weak, but the remaining edge of the sword was leaning towards the bamboo mountain at his feet.

Clearly, there is no sign of hesitation.

Shen Shi raised his head and took a deep look at this seemingly insignificant hill in the Xumi mountains. At the same time, he recalled the illusion he saw on wuzhenyan and the man with his back to him. Maybe Is the man on wuzhenyan yuan Wentian? Is the ancient sword in his hand the ancient sword of killing immortals?

The corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and his breath became a little short. After a while, he suddenly clenched his teeth and fell down.Bamboo waves reverberate in the mountains like calm and gentle tides.

Since it is the forbidden area of yuanshimen, it naturally has unusual vigilance and risk. On weekdays, Shen Shi is afraid to stay away. But after all, he had seen the power of the immortal killing sword, which was strong enough to make all the monks in the world irresistible.

With a bit of vigilance and nervousness, he quietly approached the top of the mountain, even in order to hide his tracks. As soon as he got close to the ground, he directly put away the snow sword and jumped into the shadow of a bamboo forest on the ground.

When his feet stepped on the solid ground, Shen Shi immediately bowed down and looked around with a little tension. However, it was quiet all around, and there was no strange movement. Except for the bamboo waves, the top of the mountain seemed to be no different from any ordinary hill.

Shen Shi waited for a moment. After he was sure that there was no one around him, he got up slowly and began to walk forward. But after two steps, he hesitated for a moment. He looked down at the immortal killing sword in his hand, and saw that the sword seemed to have exhausted all his strength at the moment, and the last light dissipated and turned back to the original silence It seems that he fell into deep sleep again.

Shen Shi frowned slightly, thought about it for a moment, then took the sword back into Ruyi's bag, and then continued to walk forward carefully.

At the moment, he was in a bamboo forest, surrounded by bamboo of different sizes. At the same time, bamboo shoots and half height bamboos could be seen everywhere on the ground, standing out from the thick layer of fallen bamboo leaves. Stepping on that layer of fallen leaves, I feel soft and thick. I don't know how many years this bamboo forest has existed, or maybe at a certain moment in the past, a saint walked through the forest and looked up at the green bamboo forest?

Shen Shi walked, walking, only felt that the bamboo forest was particularly quiet, and the sound of the bamboo waves seemed to be far away.

The air was full of the peculiar smell of green bamboo, fresh and comfortable, but he thought it might be a heavily guarded place, but after walking for a long time, he didn't find anyone.

Shen Shi even had an illusion that he was the only one on this bamboo mountain.

Did you recognize the wrong place? This is not Dazhu peak where the sage of Yuan Wentian lived in seclusion? Otherwise, why is there no one guarding such an important place?

There are all kinds of doubts in his heart. Shen Shi moves forward cautiously. After walking for a while, he suddenly feels that the front is suddenly open, but he unconsciously comes to the edge of the bamboo forest. He felt a little shaken and leaned out to have a closer look. He saw that on the top of the mountain, outside the bamboo forest, there was a flat space covered with several ordinary huts.

Shen Shi was stunned for a moment, almost subconsciously looking around. However, the mountain wind was cold, and the surrounding area was still quiet.

Shen Shi hesitated for a moment, but he still stepped forward and walked towards those rooms. It was hard to think about the calmness of the way. Only a little star light fell in the sky and shone on the hut in the remote mountain. I don't know how many years he had spent in this way.

Finally, Shen Shi stood here.

It turned out that these huts were all made of tough bamboo. They were simple and ordinary. When he went to the biggest looking bamboo house in the middle, he felt that his throat was dry for no reason. After a deep breath, he reached forward and gently pushed the door, which was also made of bamboo, in the dark.

"Squeak..."

With a low voice, the bamboo door opened.

It was dark in the house, but there was nothing else.

Shen Shizhu was a little bit calm at the door for a moment, and then he came into the room.

The cold mountain wind blows in from the door behind him. It makes people feel chilly. It seems that no one has lived here for a long time, so Shen Shi can't feel any anger. The bamboo house is a little dim. Maybe the wall blocks the starlight outside, which makes everything in the house dim and indistinct. We can only barely see that there are some simple tables and chairs in the house. However, Shen Shi soon finds that there seems to be something unusual under the deepest wall in front of the bamboo house.

In the dark shadow, there was a long strip shaped thing across there, like a box and a common incense table in a temple. Shen Shi hesitated for a moment and walked over there.

When he got close to him, he soon found that the shape of the table seemed to be a long table for worship, and some things on the table seemed to be incense candles. On the incense table and on the wall behind it, it seems that there are still some things that can't be seen clearly and recognized.

Suddenly there was a cold wind. Shen Shi felt a chill behind him. At that moment, he was shocked. He suddenly turned around and found that there was nothing behind him except the dark shadow.

Shen Shi's eyes twitched slightly. After standing in silence for a moment, he suddenly clenched his teeth, but his fingers stretched out. A moment later, a small flame came on from his fingertips, illuminating the candles on the incense table. He was calm and nervous, but he still lit the candle.The fire started, and the light drove away the darkness in the room. A moment later, Shen Shi saw what was in front of him.

At the same time, outside the bamboo house, the night wind is suddenly sharp, the sound of bamboo waves is like waves, and the sea is surging, and gradually it is also urgent.

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