Taiping Inn

Li Xuandu glanced at the black-clothed youth.

Their eyes met.

Li Taiyi was shocked, with a look of horror on his face.

In Li Taiyi's sight, Li Xuandu's eyes became dark and deep, and his pupils turned like a whirlpool, with stars extinguished in them, and his aura became even more profound. At this moment, he seemed to become the pivot of heaven and earth, looking down at Li Taiyi like an immortal in the sky.

Li Taiyi was caught off guard, and his sight was sucked into this whirlpool, unable to break free. Then the whirlpool became bigger and bigger in his sight, so big that it completely swallowed him up.

In an instant, Li Taiyi seemed to see a pair of blood-red eyes.

In a daze, Li Taiyi entered a state of sleep and wakefulness, and everything around him became blurred, like a dream, like reality and illusion. He was left alone in a world of black and white. The sky was as black as ink, the earth was as black as charcoal, and at the same time, it was filled with gloomy fog. In front of him was a huge sea of ​​flowers, as red as brocade, spreading to the end of his sight.

Lycoris radiata, also known as the other shore flower, grows by the Yellow Spring.

Where the other shore flower is, it is the boundary between life and death.

In a trance, I don’t know if it was thousands of years or just a moment, he seemed to have a long dream. From the end of the sea of ​​flowers came a young man who looked similar to him, also using two swords, and then the two had a very thrilling sword fight.

The moves and even the ideas and strategies used by the two were exactly the same, so if you are not careful, you will end up with blood splattering five steps.

This sword fight has nothing to do with what you have learned, nor with all the wisdom and strategies, but with the will and spirit. Whoever is not strong in will and whoever is slack in spirit will lose.

Li Taiyi had an intuition that if he lost, he would die.

Li Taiyi was very alert. He could reach this point today not only because of his outstanding talent. Since ancient times, there have been many cases of Zhongyong being injured. He believed that he lacked only experience compared to Li Xuandu.

In the vast sea of ​​flowers, two figures flew up and down.

Li Taiyi didn't know how long he had been fighting. He just felt pain all over his body, from inside to outside, and then from outside to inside. These were secondary. The key was the endless mental fatigue, just like after three days and three nights without closing his eyes, he had to listen to the old gentleman explaining the boring Confucian classics in the summer afternoon. The sleepiness came like a tide, and his eyelids kept drooping.

But Li Taiyi didn't dare to sleep. He was afraid that he would never wake up after sleeping. Then all his lofty ambitions and ambitions would become a joke, and he would be tripped and killed by the stepping stone in his eyes. How ridiculous was this?

With one breath, Li Taiyi continued to strike out with his sword, and finally supported until the black-clothed boy slowly disappeared.

After the black-clothed boy disappeared, this black world suddenly shattered, the sky and the earth were like a broken mirror, with countless cracks, and the blood-stained eyes disappeared.

In the present world, a piercing night wind blew, and the horror on Li Taiyi's face slowly disappeared, and there was another trance, as if a person who had just woken up from a big dream.

He looked around, the clouds were light and the wind was light, there was no red spider lily, and there was no second black-clothed boy. Lu Yanbing behind him was full of doubts, not knowing whether it was a dream or reality.

Li Taiyi looked at Li Xuandu.

Li Xuandu closed his eyes, and blood flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Li Taiyi suddenly understood a lot. The blood-stained eyes just now were Li Xuandu's eyes. Now that he broke the illusion, the blood-stained eyes disappeared, and Li Xuandu was backlashed, so naturally his eyes would bleed.

Li Taiyi wanted to laugh, but it aggravated his injury and he almost coughed up blood.

He looked down and saw that the blood on his chest had turned black, like a red stream trickling down, making his black clothes even darker.

In the fight just now, Li Xuandu was certainly attacked, but Li Taiyi was not unscathed.

Li Taiyi gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, good tricks!"

Li Xuandu, who was temporarily blinded, whispered, "I underestimated my junior brother."

Li Taiyi snorted coldly, "But what you used, I'm afraid, is not the trick of our sect? You have learned so many unorthodox ways, do you look down on our own swordsmanship? Or do you want to learn from all the strengths of others?"

Li Xuandu stretched out his hand, and the "cold beauty" flew into his palm by itself, and then sheathed the knife.

Li Taiyi said sternly: "Li Xuandu, are you admitting defeat?"

Li Xuandu said calmly: "I have other things to do, and it's time for you to return to the sect. I advise you not to be stubborn and not to force yourself. If you insist on forcing yourself, then one day, this world will let you know what it means to force yourself."

Lu Yanbing's mouth curled up.

If Li Xuandu said this to her, she would definitely be very angry, because she hated being lectured by this fourth senior brother the most, but now the person being lectured has changed to this more annoying sixth junior brother, which makes her feel much more comfortable and refreshing.

Li Taiyi sneered: "Thank you for your advice."

Li Xuandu smiled and said: "Junior brother, you use me as a whetstone to sharpen your new sword. I also use you as a whetstone. After all, my rusty sword has become a little blunt after being weathered for a long time."

Li Taiyi was silent for a moment, and suddenly smiled: "What a good way to sharpen the road."

Li Xuandu clasped his fists and said: "No need to see you off."

Li Taiyi sighed, stretched out his hands, and used his Qi to control "Qianlong" and "Zaiyuan", put them back into the sheath, put them on his waist, one on the left and one on the right, and turned to leave.

However, after taking a few steps, he turned around and looked at Li Xuandu: "Brother, are you going to see the master this time?"

Li Xuandu nodded.

Li Taiyi smiled and said, "I'll wait for you at the Wangxian Terrace."

The so-called Wangxian Terrace is as famous as the Guanhai Tower. This high platform is built on a hundred-foot reef isolated in the sea. Rather than a reef, it is better to say that it is a solitary peak in the sea. The whole body is like a pillar, and the peak is only ten feet in radius. Once a sword immortal flattened it with a sword and turned it into a flat ground. Someone else laid floor tiles and built railings on it to make it a viewing platform. However, the solitary peak is steep and vertical on all sides. There is no mountain road. If you want to go up, you have to rely on your own ability. Those who can go up here will not care about climbing up to view the scenery, so this place often becomes a place for sword fighting.

Li Xuan nodded.

Li Taiyi emphasized his tone: "Next time, we will decide not only the winner but also life and death."

Turning around, the black-clothed young man disappeared like smoke in the blink of an eye. He put his hand on his chest, his face full of pain, but he clenched his teeth, refusing to make a sound, and even his face was unwilling to twitch.