Lin Su and Guan Wei stood in front of the waterfall and talked, and Guan Wei suddenly raised his head.
It was like a huge hand that threw out the dark curtain, which instantly covered the entire sky.
Lin Su showed a look of horror on her face and looked up at the sky.
It was like the sky was filled with thick ink and there was no light at all, and even the sound of the wind stopped at this moment.
"What's this?"
Lin Su looked at the snowflakes in front of him, and he could clearly see the six-petal edges of the snow, with crystal clear and sharp edges.
Just like suddenly time is cut off, everything is solidified at this moment.
The world is so quiet that you can hear your breathing and heartbeat.
Guan Wei looked at the sky with concentration.
A faint starlight lit up on the sky.
In the dim starlight of the day, a silver pattern that looked like the ripples of the sky river slowly floated.
The endless mountains and winding rivers, the sky seemed to spread a huge map, and the familiar lines made Lin Su amazed: "This is..."
It was like a pen dipped in silver ink to paint the painting on the sky. First, there were only a few rough and sparse strokes, only drawing the approximate terrain. Then the lines gradually penetrated and became rich and complete like vitality.
Other places on Jiufeng, someone exclaimed in surprise: "This is Jiufeng!"
That's right, what appears in the sky is the terrain of Jiufeng.
The dark sky curtain is like a huge mirror, clearly reflecting the nine peaks underground.
The younger generation of disciples had never seen this scene, but the older generation of Elder Yuan and others had already held their breath and couldn't speak.
This scene was only seen once many years ago.
From the first peak to the ninth peak, the lights are lit up one after another, like the lightning sparks blooming in the night sky, brilliant and bright, looking at each other from afar, connecting the beginning and end.
The seventh peak did not appear on it. It is the hermit among the nine peaks, invisible and unknown to everyone.
This strange scene only appeared for a short moment and then disappeared quietly. The world lit up again. The wind and snow roared across the earth, just like the complete silence just now was just a illusion of people.
"There is another peak master in Jiufeng." Elder Ou's face was hard to tell the joy and sorrow: "The Seventh Peak has a new palm peak."
Elder Yuan did not speak out.
Qiuqiu stood on a wide platform, the sun rose, the mist in the mountains floated, and the sky and the earth were clear. Cranes spread their wings and swept through the clouds. The breeze blew. The corners of her shirt were fluttering in the wind, emitting
Ruthless sound.
This is the world she saw in the water droplets, and it was exactly the same.
This is the seventh peak.
The mountains are green and the white clouds are gathering.
In the vast world, it seemed that she was the only one breathing and watching.
She was like a woodcutter who broke into Baoshan in the legend, and was at a loss when facing the towering palace and pavilion of the seventh peak in front of her.
The long stone steps unfolded in front of her eyes and continued to extend upwards.
Autumn and autumn go up the steps.
Until now, she has no sense of reality.
She felt that she was a person with mediocre qualifications, at least in her previous life. She learned things no faster than others, and she rarely felt curious about the romantic feelings and adventure stories in the book. She did not yearn for many years.
.
How did you get here step by step and now?
She couldn't explain clearly, either.
She only knew that she would not force herself to do things against her will.
She walked up the stone steps and walked through the numerous palaces. Each peak master would leave her own traces, notes and experiences. Or used weapons or things she used to. These items that lost their master were still
Quietly placed in the last moved position, as if they didn't know their master had gone away and were still waiting for them to come back.
Qiuqiu bypasses a waterfall, and the palace behind the waterfall is empty.
This should belong to her.
There are many thin leaves and roses planted around the palace. It is the flowering period, and the dense overlapping petals like clouds dye the sky and the wind blowing here a light color.
Qiuqiu thought that she liked this place. She liked these cute and tender roses.
Many people like fresh flowers because they are beautiful and represent a vigorous, bright and full of vitality. There is a small pool next to the waterfall, which also makes Qiuqiu feel friendly.
She sat down by the pool and tied up her somewhat scattered hair again. Clusters of wild flowers bloomed by the pool. Qiuqiu carefully pulled out a few of them and stopped them between her hair.
The figures reflected in the water look the same as yesterday, and they do not meet the image of the majestic, noble and knowledgeable Lord of Yifeng in his mind.
Qiuqiu stood up.
She had to go out first and meet Shi'er.
Shi'er was still standing there just now, never moving a single step.
It was like if she didn't show up, he would stand here forever.
Qiuqiu walked towards him with a smile, pounced on him and hugged him heavily.
"Did you see it?"
"Um."
Qiuqiu asked softly in his ear: "Am I awesome?"
“Very awesome.”
Qiuqiu let go of his hand slightly and looked at him a little bit: "Is there anyone who praises people like this? There is no sincerity at all."
Shi'er thought seriously: "Then I'll go and read the classics, learn more good things, and then say it to you."
Qiuqiu was stunned for a moment before realizing that this person was joking.
...Mr. Fengzhu, can you not make jokes so serious and solemn?
Qiuqiu originally wanted to kiss him, but when he was excited, the couple had to do something to express their feelings.
If she hadn't noticed the figures appearing one after another by the river beach not far away, she might have kissed her.
Of course these audiences are not here to watch how they fall in love.
Qiuqiu let go of her hand and took two steps forward. There were many people coming, some of which she recognized, and some had never met before.
Elder Ou had his ebony and long robe, and he came out of the crowd. In the vast snow, he bowed and said loudly: "Elder Ou Yuran, pay homage to Zhangfeng."
"Jiufeng Elder Yuan Qiaoyan. Meet Zhangfeng."
"The elder Cao Yongsheng of Jiufeng, pay homage to Zhangfeng."
"Elder Jiufeng Li Huijing, pay a visit to Zhangfeng."
"Jiufeng Disciple..."
Qiuqiu looked at the people who were bowing in front of her, led by Elder Ou, and a group of elders and disciples from Jiufeng fell on one knee and paid a great greeting to her.
Qiu Qiu tied his hair around his temples, tidied up his clothes, and bowed silently and bowed to him.
It was snowing heavily, as if it was a silent testimony for this moment.
Among the mountains and by the river beach, there is only Shi'er standing upright.
After Elder Ou and the others got up, Qiuqiu turned around and faced Shi'er head-on.
The north wind was strong, Shier's robe was floating and his face was solemn.
"The Seventh Peak Palm Peak Jingqiu. Pay a visit to the master of the peak."
Qiuqiu bowed and returned the greeting.
Guan Wei stood behind the crowd and looked at the two of them quietly. The little flowers on Qiuqiu's braids were trembling uncontrollably by the wind. He remembered that when he first saw her, she was so short and so
The young man who holds the young master is like a child who doesn't know the world.
In just two or three years, she became...he saw that she had to look up to her.
The two of them saluted and stood upright.
Shi'er looked at the girl standing in front of him.
This is the person he wants to protect, the person he loves, and the person he wants to move forward side by side and spend his life together.
He watched her walk from ignorance to today and stumble. He was waiting for her and staying with her.
This was the case before, but now. It's still the case in the future.
Shi'er asked her what she wanted to do, and Qiuqiu said that she wanted to see her master.
Yuxia true man slept quietly at the bottom of Shuyuquan. Compared to when Qiuqiu first saw her, she looked unchanged.
The first sentence said: "Master, I have become the palm peak of Jiufeng."
"Master, you must be very happy to teach such a powerful disciple?" Qiuqiu sat down by the water, reached out to snatch a handful of water: "Actually, I'm still confused now, I don't know why I became a peak
Lord. I am also a little scared. I am afraid that I will let down their trust and that I will not do well. No one has taught me how to be the peak master, what should I learn and what should I do?"
"Master, please get better quickly. I have a lot of things. I want to tell you. There are so many things I don't know very well. You have to teach me."
Through the hanging green vines, Qiuqiu looked at the faint mist that filled the vine curtain.
"There is another thing, I think, about Shi'er. I don't know if he knows this. I want to ask him, but I'm afraid that he will be sad if he will be worried." Qiuqiu looked at him.
Yuxia Zhenren's peaceful face: "Master, what should I do?"
The last scene she saw in the illusion on the stone beam was heavy in her heart, and she couldn't let it go.
The woman who was poisoned and gave birth should be the seventh peak of the previous term, and she was also the wife of the peak master and Shi'er's mother.
Shi'er was born and had no mother. Qiuqiu had never heard anyone else talk about poisoning. Was this case already widely known? Or...
She came out of Shuyuquan, and Shi'er stood by the door waiting for her.
The snow has stopped and the sky is still gloomy.
They walked along the mountain road. On the bridge beside the abyss, Qiuqiu whispered, "I have something I want to tell you."
Shi'er turned to look at her.
"I saw some of the marks and phantoms left by the Forehand Peak Peaks, and from the first Gao Palm Peak, many heroes of the ancestors are very touching. The one before me,
Is it your mother?"
Shi'er nodded: "Did you see her?"
"yes."
Shi'er's face lost her usual coldness and calmness for the first time: "What kind of person is she...?"
"She is very beautiful and gentle, and she looks very friendly and respectable." Qiuqiu felt it was difficult to describe a person in words, let alone the impression of only such a short moment.
Shi'er nodded, looked at the clouds under the bridge and whispered: "I've never seen my mother, I've only seen her portrait."
Qiuqiu held his hand tightly.
The next thing is even more difficult.
Qiuqiu lowered her head and continued, "I also saw that someone poisoned her medicine... she would be in danger and dysfunction."
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