Chapter 274 Yanshan Town, Reentering Lingtian Dynasty

Pingtian Road, this is a straight road, starting from a mountain range and connecting to a small town. When seeing this road for the first time, everyone was amazed: it was just like a straight road that someone had carved out. )

Looking along this road, you can see a mountain with many swords inserted.

Hundreds of disciples of the Sword Sect stayed in that town, clamoring and talking about their lofty ideals. It is rumored that a hundred years ago, there was a heavy rain for ten days and ten nights in the Chitian Dynasty, which flooded this Pingtian Road and turned it into a straight lake.

The disciples of the Sword Sect, each with a sword, and the whole sect went out to drain the water with sword energy. It only took fifteen days to drain all the water, and various traces of sword energy were left on this road.

According to legend...

Flying over this road, climbing a high mountain, and then inserting your sword, making a great wish, you can transform in a dream... you can be called a great man of a generation.

That is what many disciples of the Sword Sect look forward to.

The second day.

The so-called trial began.

Li Changxiao looked at the vigorous young men, laughed at the sky and went out, with swords ready, climbing the mountain, first shouting the principles of sages, and then telling the famous sayings of the sword sect.

Then, he jumped down from the mountain.

Stepping on the flying sword, he flew to the end of the Pingtian Road.

The appearance of wanting to fly across this road, fighting with the earth, and competing with the sky makes people excited.

Li Changxiao sat on the top of a mountain, with a smile on his lips.

This is the meaning of inheritance.

It is the time for reform!

Even if it fails, there is no complaint.

"Hahaha, it's my Zhou Xiong!"

Another man in white jumped down from the top of the mountain, stepped on the flying sword, and glided with the sword with his internal force... He wanted to cross the Pingtian Road, reach that peak, insert his own sword, and leave his own dream.

At first, for 300 meters, his sword drew a steady arc and was expected to climb the mountain. After 400 meters, there was interference from the sword energy. After 500 meters, the sword body was unstable and began to clang.

This Pingtian Road needs to be flown.

Because the sword energy below is too heavy, it is the sword energy accumulated by the sword masters for hundreds of years.

The Pingtian Road trial is to let the disciples find a peak by themselves, climb to the top of the mountain, and then take off with the sword to the peak at the end.

"Zhou Xiong! Choose a mountain to land quickly! Forced flying is not advisable!"

A sword sect disciple saw that the momentum was not right and shouted anxiously.

"Damn... It's almost..."

The sword sect disciple called Zhou Xiong was still unwilling to give up. In the end, because the sword body was shaking, he fell from above and was about to be crushed by the sword energy.

Suddenly.

The breeze came and blew him to the side of a mountain.

He escaped this fatal disaster.

The trial is still going on.

Following Zhou Xiong, the sword sect disciples still showed no fear. They climbed to the top of the mountain, flying up with swords in the wind, with the youthful spirit on their bodies, wanting to pierce the sky.

A swordsman named "Liu San" succeeded. He passed the Pingtian Road, landed on the highest peak, climbed to the top, and inserted his sword.

The ambition he set was manifested, colorful and dazzling, and it was the most proud and glorious thing in the world.

The sky gradually darkened.

The sword sect disciples dispersed again.

Li Changxiao flew to the highest peak and looked at the long swords inserted on the mountain arm.

Those passionate dreams were engraved on the mountain with their swords.

Li Changxiao found a flat ground and sat down.

Looking at the setting sun.

It was originally a lonely scene with sorrow and heartache, but because of those young dreams, there were a few more indescribable vitality.

"Yes."

"When the world is flourishing."

Li Changxiao sighed.

I used to think that the spirit of youth was childish.

Now looking back.

If the world lacks this spirit of youth, it will be too dull.

He drank with the setting sun and slept for several days. The mountain wind was his companion, and snakes, insects and animals were his companions.

When the dream woke up.

He left quietly again.

…

Because the terrain of this place with no entrance and no exit has been destroyed, Yanjia Village has also opened up to the outside world. Now it has become a small town in the Chitian Dynasty, named "Yanshan Town".

Generations have changed.

Since Li Changxiao came to Pingtian Road, he naturally came to take a look. Today's town is extremely prosperous. The past events have almost no traces left under the erosion of time.

There are nearly a thousand households in the town. There is a wide river outside the town, which was dug by the disciples of the Sword Sect. It is this river that officially connects Yanjia Village with the outside world and becomes Yanshan Town. It can barely be regarded as a rich place with abundant materials. Merchants often come by boat to do some large and small business with local residents.

Almost no trace of the past can be seen.

He went to the market and strolled around. No one knew him, and no one greeted him.

He just walked quietly like this.

He left quietly again and walked towards the secluded place, hoping to find a bamboo building where he once lived in that old place.

Suddenly.

His face was happy. There really was one. Although the bamboo building had changed a lot, it still had a little charm of the past. It should have been repaired many times and passed down from generation to generation.

He went over and knocked on the door.

The one who opened the door was a woman, "Who are you?" The woman looked at Li Changxiao with a puzzled look.

"I..." Li Changxiao felt different for a while.

"Oh, are you here to look for my husband? Come in and sit down first, I'll pour you a cup of tea." The woman led Li Changxiao into the house and sat down.

The woman went to heat up the tea. Li Changxiao sat on the bamboo chair and looked around. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. When he revisited the old place, people and things were different.

"Sister-in-law, I see this bamboo house is quite old. It should be inherited from our ancestors, right?" Li Changxiao asked with a smile.

"No." The woman said, "It has been abandoned for a long time. This place is remote and no one wants to live here. Only my family liked this bamboo house and went to the adults in the town to buy it for a few taels of silver."

Li Changxiao nodded, "Then do you know who the previous owner of this bamboo house was?"

The woman smiled and said, "It's been so many years, and I still know these things."

"Well, your tea, you can wait while drinking tea, he will probably be here soon..." The woman made tea and turned around.

But there was no trace of him.

"Thank you for your hospitality, sister-in-law, I'll leave first." The words of the man seemed to remain in the air.

"Strange..." The woman scratched her head, a little unclear whether someone had really come just now.

Li Changxiao unscrewed the wine gourd, drank a mouthful of the bitter wine, and left Yanjia Village. No...

Now it is Yanshan Town.

He has many friends.

But he also has almost no friends.

...

One month later.

Li Changxiao set foot in Lingtian Dynasty.