During the time when Yi Chixue went to look for someone, the martial arts world was still full of discussions.

The news of the people in the martial arts world is always the fastest. Some news is like the wind, and it has spread all over the martial arts world without anyone noticing.

"Yi Chixue finally went to look for that person."

"Who do you think will win between the two of them?"

"I can't say for sure, but Yi Chixue is indeed a person who has devoted his whole life to the sword."

The most important thing in Yi Chixue's life is the sword. Everyone has no doubt that if he is asked to die for the sword, he will definitely accept it with pleasure.

Compared with such a person, it is difficult for everyone to imagine what kind of person can be better at swordsmanship than him.

Although the shopkeeper has always been an unfathomable image in everyone's eyes, her swordsmanship has always been a topic worth debating.

There is an unspoken rule in the martial arts world - the people with the best swordsmanship are often the cold-hearted ones.

Can a love-crazy person really use a sword that is more powerful than a heartless person?

At this moment, the people waiting in the inn finally saw Yi Chixue.

He came with the moonlight, and his temperament was as cold as snow.

"I'm here to find someone." Yi Chixue said to the people in the inn.

Although his words should have been a request, no one would doubt his desire to duel with the shopkeeper today by listening to his tone.

At the door of the inn, a murderous atmosphere began to spread, and many people secretly hid in the corner, wanting to witness the occurrence of this great battle.

Everyone in the inn looked at each other, and no one knew what to say.

After a while, Li Qi came out first.

"Not today."

He looked at Yi Chixue and said.

"Why?"

- Because the shopkeeper is in a bad mood today, so it's not suitable for sword fighting.

Li Qi should have said that, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say it.

After all, the shopkeeper's identity is quite special, and Li Qi doesn't know how many people are secretly watching the shopkeeper. If they hear that the shopkeeper is in a bad condition now, then Li Qi is not sure what those enemies in the dark will do to the shopkeeper.

Seeing that Li Qi couldn't say anything for a while, Yi Chixue thought that this was an excuse Li Qi made up to prevent him from seeing the shopkeeper.

"If she really doesn't want to compete with me, then let her tell me in person."

When he wanted to move forward, Li Qi hesitated, but in an instant, a terrible murderous aura burst out from Yi Chixue's body.

"Hiss..." The remaining three people couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

On weekdays, they could often feel the murderous aura from Li Qi, and thought that Li Qi's murderous aura was terrible enough. However, after seeing Yi Chixue, they found that Li Qi was still a step behind.

Perhaps it was not only because Li Qi was a little younger than Yi Chixue, but also because although Li Qi had been killing, he was not a ruthless person after all.

But at this moment, everyone suddenly heard the sound of someone's footsteps slowly coming over.

The person's steps were neither hurried nor slow.

Just like that, in the sight of everyone, she stepped onto the roof of the inn step by step.

...

"The moonlight outside is so good today, really, you can't see such good moonlight in eight hundred years."

"Eight hundred years, what, do you still count?"

"Actually, I really counted it."

Feng Qing went upstairs with a humidifier in her left hand and a mobile phone in her right hand.

Although the era she traveled to was fictional, to be honest, if this era wants to evolve to the point where there are mobile phones and wifi, it should still take eight hundred years.

This kind of pure moonlight without any light pollution is indeed impossible to see in modern times.

After she climbed to the roof, she carefully looked around. Well, there was no one.

... In fact, there were not only people here, but also many people.

But, with Feng Qing's rubbish level, how could she find out?

Even the waiters in the inn didn't turn on the lights at this moment. They just wanted not to wake up the shopkeeper upstairs. However, when they didn't make any sound, Feng Qing couldn't find them at all.

Feng Qing threw the humidifier at the entrance of the small staircase that led to the roof. She also put her mobile phone next to it with the camera facing her.

Under her long hair, a small Bluetooth headset was running, and her friends were chattering at her.

"Actually, you don't have to restore it like this. No, or you don't need to do it at all."

"No, it's come to this point. Don't do it? You are simply insulting me." Feng Qing said.

"...Then don't you worry that you won't be able to live as a human being when you get up early tomorrow morning?"

"Don't worry, there are not many people outside at this time."

Feng Qing was still clear about the daily routines of ancient people. Generally, they all fell asleep before eight o'clock. People like her who stayed up late every day were definitely rich women.

After all, lamp oil was quite expensive in ancient times. The

moonlight shone on her white hair. Feng Qing looked to the side in the light and was dazzled.

The white hair was too reflective.

Just when Feng Qing climbed to the top of the building.

What she didn't know was that a group of people were looking at her from below...

Just now, Li Qi and the others were still confronting Yi Chixue, and the atmosphere between the two sides was extremely tense.

Many people thought that before Yi Chixue competed with the shopkeeper, he would have to compete with Li Guxing and the others.

Then the next second, they saw Feng Qing standing on the roof.

When the white hair reflecting the dazzling light under the moonlight appeared in everyone's sight, everyone suddenly felt that the words they had just said were all forgotten.

What kind of white hair is that...

The frost and snow in the dead of winter are not as white as that head of white hair. The most expensive incense paper in the capital is not as white as that head of white hair.

After the waiters in the inn realized that the eyes of these Jianghu people in front of them were not right, they all turned their heads at the same time, wanting to see what happened.

Then, they saw the appearance of the shopkeeper.

In an instant, even they were stunned.

Everyone's mind was full of thoughts.

"Shopkeeper..." Chu Changzui muttered softly.

Although Li Qi didn't say anything, his eyes were fixed on the shopkeeper's white hair.

An Huoshaxi didn't quite understand what happened, but she suddenly remembered a legend in Jiyouhai - it was said that in a faraway place, there would be white snow in winter.

She had never seen snow before, but when she looked at the shopkeeper's white hair, she suddenly wanted to see what snow looked like.

Among the people in the inn, the only one who was struck by lightning was Feng Xiruo, who had just joined the inn.

He was completely dumbfounded when he saw the shopkeeper's long hair.

At this time, Feng Xiruo suddenly remembered the thoughts that had just flashed through his mind.

"Once, there was a rumor in the martial arts world that a man's hair turned white overnight because he missed his dead lover too much..."

This was a story that Feng Xiruo once thought could only be a legend. He always thought that only fools and children would believe this story.

However, on this day, Feng Xiruo discovered that he was the fool.

The shopkeeper seemed to be immersed in her world.

She didn't care about the group of people standing below, but just looked up at the bright moon in the sky alone. The moon is something that can easily evoke people's longing. What is

the shopkeeper thinking about when she looks at the moon now?

Feng Qing was thinking about what angle she should find to take the photo so that her friend would be embarrassed to the point of scalp numbness.

Her only regret now is that her white hair is still too long and too straight.

It always feels that it doesn't match the style of her messy hair back then, but it's okay to use it reluctantly.

But if you want to reproduce the glory of the Zangai Family in the past, just standing there won't do.

Feng Qing instantly remembered those sentences that she had posted on QQ space that made people's scalps numb.

Why didn't she write a short paragraph on this beautiful day?

Yi Chixue's eyes were immediately locked on the person above.

His pupils gradually dilated, and his breathing became rapid.

This person...

He really didn't expect that when they met again, the person's hair would be as white as snow.

But even so, so what?

Yi Chixue still felt that people of the Foolish Way could never compare with people of the Ruthless Way in the way of swordsmanship.

Because people who practice the Ruthless Way have terrible enlightenment.

This kind of realization is definitely not something that people who practice the Way of Delusion can achieve.

"The sword is a weapon for killing people." Yi Chixue said coldly.

"Only ruthless people can understand the true meaning of the sword."

"If you use too much emotion, the sword will be entangled, and the speed of the sword will slow down."

After hearing what Yi Chixue said, many people around showed a look of sudden enlightenment on their faces.

People like Yi Chixue rarely talk about the secrets of his swordsmanship, but the few words he occasionally said are already more profound than the swordsmanship that some people have learned in their lifetime.

Many people closed their eyes slightly, trying to understand the meaning of the few words he just said.

Can't the sword have entanglements?

However, just when everyone in the martial arts world was immersed in Yi Chixue's words, they suddenly heard a faint voice coming from above, as if it came from the sky.

"——If I don't have a sword in my hand, I can't protect you;"

"If I keep holding the sword, I can't hold you tight."

"Love is really a tormenting thing. "

"You wronged Him, and wronged love..."

The voice was lonely and cold.

It seemed to carry the pain and sadness that they realized after experiencing vicissitudes.

...

Everyone present was shocked, and then suddenly raised their heads.

In their eyes, only the shopkeeper was standing alone under the moonlight. The bright moonlight made her look so lonely and sad.

Many people who were just immersed in Yi Chixue's words have all refocused their eyes on Feng Qing.

There is a strange light in their eyes.

Is this the way that the shopkeeper has comprehended? The way of

swordsmanship can actually be like this?

Feng Xiruo's eyes instantly shone with a dazzling light.

So that's it, so that's it!

In the shopkeeper's mind, is the sword such a contradictory thing?

The eyes of many people present have changed.

Obviously, this sentence is probably just said casually by the shopkeeper in extreme pain, but at this moment, it is much more shocking than what Yi Chixue said just now.

Yi Chixue, who was just saying that the sword is lonely, was struck by lightning at this moment.

He stared at the scene above with wide eyes.

A mist that rose from nowhere suddenly enveloped her whole body.

Under the bright moonlight, the shopkeeper seemed to have understood the law of Taoism.

He ascended.