Whoosh!
Si Xueyi sheathed her sword and said with a faint smile: "Why is it impossible? After all, I was the protagonist nine hundred years ago."
The man in white was stunned and looked at the unruly young man in front of him. He was shocked and speechless for a moment.
"Do you know the origin of this Black Dragon Tower?" The man in white couldn't stand it and wanted to frustrate Si Xueyi's spirit.
"oh?"
Who knew that Si Xueyi's face was filled with a smile and he immediately said: "Xiao Baibai, you know? Then tell me about it, I'm also very curious."
"Xiao Baibai, who do you call Xiao Baibai?"
The man in white stared at Si Xueyi and said.
"Besides me, you are the only one here wearing white clothes. Who else can be there besides you?"
Si Xueyi looked at the other party with a smile.
"Do you know who I am?"
The man in white looked at Lin Yun indifferently.
Si Xueyi blinked and said, "Perhaps I do know something. The Dragon King, one of the Three Emperors, had seven disciples."
"Two of them are learning swordsmanship. The sky is dyed with blood flames, and the moon is white with frost and snow. You are the white moon, the brightest moon under the Dragon King's sect, the Moonlight Sword Master Bai Yixuan, who likes white clothes the most in his life."
The man in white was stunned on the spot, his indifferent face turned into a shocked face, and he looked at Si Xueyi in disbelief.
"How do you know..." The man in white said in a daze: "The name Dragon King has long become a taboo."
Si Xueyi looked at the marks on the wall, a look of understanding appeared on his face, and he said lightly: "It seems that I guessed it right. This Black Dragon Tower is indeed related to the Dragon King."
Bai Yixuan looked slightly startled, but soon realized that the man in front of him was just trying to trick him.
His expression returned to normal, and he said calmly: "You can call me Xiaobai, you can call me senior, but don't call me Xiaobaibai, not everyone can call me that."
"Okay, Xiao Baibai."
Si Xueyi said with a smile.
Bai Yixuan's face suddenly became frosty, and his eyes were filled with horrifying murderous intent. He stared at Si Xueyi, as terrifying as the god of death in hell.
At this moment, even if Feng Haoyu is here, he may not be able to block this murderous intention.
"Don't use your personality to act arrogantly in front of me. Although I can't kill you from Xuanlong Tower, I can kick you out at any time." Bai Yixuan said coldly.
Bai Yixuan said indifferently: "The first level has been passed, it's time to go to the second level."
Si Xueyi did not rush to the second level, but continued to stare at the wall with deep and calm eyes.
"A sword crosses the river and the ocean, and there is boundless wind, snow and frost."
"The world is full of chaos and light."
"If you don't go on a boat to entertain guests, you will be drunk and careless."
…
Si Xueyi knew in his heart that this was only the upper palace and the lower palace, and the wall looked quite familiar to him.
It's not just as simple as sword marks and ancient characters.
"What other tricks are you looking for? Do you think there is a sword technique on this wall?"
The man in white showed disdain and sneered: "Many people have this illusion, but in fact there is nothing on the wall except some ancient characters."
Si Xueyi smiled playfully and said, "You seem to be very sure."
Bai Yixuan said proudly: "I have been here for nine hundred years, don't you know better?"
Nine hundred years...another nine hundred years.
Si Xueyi muttered in her heart, then smiled and said: "Hey, Xiao Baibai is no longer pretending? He finally admitted his identity. I think there is a painting on this wall."
Bai Yixuan heard that Xiao Baibai was about to have a fit on the spot, but in the end, he successfully changed the subject and said: "Are you kidding me? Master doesn't like painting the most in his life, nor does he like collecting scrolls."
Si Xueyi shook his head and sighed softly: "It seems that you don't understand your master, nor do you understand men..."
Bai Yixuan suddenly said anxiously: "Why don't I understand men?"
Si Xueyi looked at Bai Yixuan's anxious look and couldn't help but smile in her heart, is there really such a cute sword master?
He was stunned for a moment, then chuckled and said, "A man's mouth is such a liar."
"Don't insult my master!"
Bai Yixuan said coldly, murderous intent emerging from his eyes again.
Si Xueyi smiled and said: "I mean, the words are divided into Shangque and Xiaque. Generally speaking, Shangque writes what you see, and Xiaque writes what you think. If it's more powerful, it will disrupt the order of time and space, making you
I don’t understand why I see it, I don’t understand how serious it is.”
"When you read the first sentence, you think it's something happening right in front of you. When you see the beauty, you think it's very close. When you read the third sentence, you realize what happened a month ago. When you close the scroll and read it all, you realize it's already ten years ago.
Years have passed, things and people have changed, and the beauties and beautiful scenery that we see and think about are all in the past."
Bai Yixuan didn't understand what he heard, but it didn't stop him from praising his master and said proudly: "Then my master must belong to the latter group."
Si Xueyi smiled and said: "It's a pity...your master belongs to the former group. Let's see what your master is thinking."
Bai Yixuan glanced over, not believing at all that there was really a scroll hidden in the wall.
Si Xueyi's expression was solemn, his mind moved slightly, and the Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique quietly turned.
The sand of reincarnation in Zifu bloomed, spiritual energy suddenly spread throughout his body, and his eyes became clear.
Eye of creation!
This is the secret technique of the Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique. If there is a good fortune, it can be broken, and the sun, moon and stars can swallow its mystery.
Si Xueyi hasn't refined the dragon lotus yet, so it can barely be used, and the loss will be considerable.
As the Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique continued to operate, Si Xueyi's eyes became brighter and brighter. Finally, a mysterious symbol appeared in the depths of his eyes, and then kept turning.
"Eye of Creation!"
Bai Yixuan, who was initially dismissive, was shocked on the spot and opened his mouth.
This is the Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique!
As a disciple of the Dragon Emperor, Bai Yixuan could tell at a glance.
How can this be!
He was petrified on the spot and stood stunned on the spot, with an explosion in his mind.
Nine hundred years later, he unexpectedly rediscovered the Dragon King's Secret of Immortality in a second person besides his master.
This is incredible.
But what's even more incredible is yet to come. As the Eye of Creation condenses, the pictures on the wall keep changing.
One by one, ancient characters kept jumping out of the walls.
"A sword crosses the river and the ocean, and there is boundless wind, snow and frost."
"The world is full of chaos and light."
"If you don't go on a boat to entertain guests, you will be drunk and careless."
But there are a few more words, which are the lower part of this poem.
"Everything in the world is impermanent. Can this feeling be explained? Speaking of the next life, I will not know leisure and sorrow. And with the passing water of the east wind, I and you can drink together."
Si Xueyi's face was terribly pale at the moment, and there was sweat on his forehead. It was obvious that he had lost a lot of his true energy.
Good fortune is not easy to snatch away.
The ancient characters shimmered and trembled in the air. After a while, these sentences came to life and transformed into pictures.
There are mountains and mountains, covered with snow.
There is a solitary boat on a huge river, with a solitary man in green standing proudly on the bow.
In the boundless wind and snow, a single sword moves alone. Even with a sudden glance, one can see that the man in green is unparalleled in his splendor and unparalleled in the world.
At the end of the picture, over a series of mountain peaks, you can vaguely see a figure as you continue to look around.
To be continued...