The sun was setting. He was nearly seventy years old, sitting by the sea. There were three tombstones behind him, and a jar of aged bamboo leaves was placed on the ground.
There were no names on these tombstones. Perhaps it was because these three people were afraid that after they died, the descendants of those they had offended would come and dig up their graves. They would not give them a good life, so they specially arranged for this man to help them deal with their funeral.
Ten years ago.
"Lu Xiaofeng, why are you so sure that I will live longer than you?”
"Because I believe that among us, only you can break through the limits of martial arts.”
"Why?"
"Because you're Ximen Chuixue." Lu Xiaofeng laughed loudly. He was also old. This was what he had told him ten years ago.
"I won't help you." Ximen Chuixue said coldly.
"You will." Lu Xiaofeng laughed loudly and raised his wine glass at him. He knew very well that although Ximen Chuixue looked very cold, he at least treated him as a friend. That was enough. Lu Xiaofeng's friends would rarely reject him because he was Lu Xiaofeng. That was all.
“......”
ten years later
The man sat in front of the three tombstones. The owners of the tombstones were Lu Xiaofeng, Blooming Flower Pavilion, and Ye Gucheng.
"You know me best." Ximen Chuixue smiled bitterly. In the end, he picked up the bamboo leaf green on the ground and drank it in big mouthfuls. In fact, Ximen Chuixue never drank alcohol because it was always easy to ruin things. No matter how powerful an expert was, if he drank during a duel, he would probably lose the standard he should have. Therefore, he did not drink at all. However, he had no choice but to drink now because he wanted to say goodbye to his friends.
As he drank, he danced with his sword under the setting sun. His sword kept swinging, seemingly slow, but in fact, it was filled with endless killing intent. In the end, he became faster and faster. In the end, he surpassed the speed of light, and his face began to regress bit by bit. His originally 70-year-old appearance returned to his youngest appearance as time flowed back.
He looked like a thirty-year-old man, dressed in snow-white clothes, wielding a sword. At that time, he only had one opponent, and that was Ye Gucheng. Later, he met Gong Jiu, the little old man, and Priest Mu.
However, these opponents were already dead.
Legend had it that if one could reverse time, they would be able to freely travel through different space-time and worlds. Ximen Chuixue had already broken through the limits of the sword path. His heart was filled with anticipation for another world. His figure turned into a white stream of light and rushed into the rows of space-time vortexes.
Life was like a dream. Sometimes, who could tell if it was a dream or reality?
When he woke up from his dream, the sky was filled with a vast expanse of white. Snow was falling everywhere. In this vast expanse of white snow, a young man with delicate features stood quietly.
"Brother Chuixue, let's go home. It's so cold outside, why are you standing there?”Shui Wuyue looked worriedly at her brother.
The young man acted as if he did not hear the girl's voice. His expression was filled with confusion. I'm Moonless Water, Snowblow? Something was wrong? That's not my name.
He bent down and reached out to touch the ice on the ground. The ice was melting. He tried to find something in his heart. The shadow of a sword appeared in his mind. In the end, the cold snow was condensed bit by bit.
"No!" Shui Wuyue Bai was stunned. His mother said that he could not use this forbidden technique in front of the public. That was the limit of the blood inheritance that was unique to Shui Wuyue's clan. If others found out, they would die.
The white snow was condensed and refined. Ximen Chuixue's hand could not help but tremble. It was not because of the cold, but because of excitement. He knew that once the thing refined from the white snow took shape, he would immediately remember the past.，There was no mistake. What kind of thing was it?
He had consumed an unknown amount of energy in his body. In the end, he condensed an ancient and cold longsword. It was not a Japanese sword, but an Eastern sword.
"It's a sword." Ximen Chuixue was overjoyed. The memories of his previous life had begun to awaken, but his brain did not feel a headache at all because his spiritual power was too strong.
" Brother Chuixue," Bai mumbled, tugging at his hand." Let's go home. There are so many people watching you."”
"That guy has the limit of a blood heir? Damn it, there's actually such a descendant still alive. We have to quickly inform Lord Shui Ying.”In the darkness, the peeping ninjas lowered their heads and whispered.
"The world of ninjas?" Ximen Chuixue turned around and stared at Bai. He stretched out his hand and gently messed with Bai's hair. The snow fell on the girl's hair. His originally colorless eyes flashed with gentleness, but it disappeared in an instant. He quickly retracted his hand.
"Go home…" Ximen Chuixue suddenly smiled. When he looked at Moonless Water, he thought of his wife from his previous life, Sun Xiuqing. A swordsman should not be afraid of feelings, but he was afraid that his feelings would affect his sword path. He gave up his children and wife and wandered the world alone.
"Mhm, isn't big brother coming with me?”Bai felt that her brother was very strange today.
"You go home first. I still have something to do. I have to find some food.”Ximen Chuixue said gently. Although he was very gentle, he looked extremely strange in Bai's eyes. His smile was very strange.
"Brother, what's wrong?" Bai couldn't help but giggle. Her brother's expression was really strange.
“.”Perhaps it was because she had not smiled for so long that she had even forgotten how to smile. Ximen Chuixue shook her head repeatedly and reached out to cover her eyes." Brother? Why are you covering my eyes?
"Don't talk." Ximen Chuixue said softly. Bai was stunned for a moment but could only remain silent.
In the quiet surroundings, the world was covered in white snow.
"You've been watching for a long time, right, gentlemen ninjas?”Ximen Chuixue held the ice-cold sword in one hand, but his hand did not feel any coldness because it was already numb. His heart was as cold as his sword.
"The people of the Blood Successor Boundary should be executed. Kill him and his sister first, then report to Lord Shui Ying.、”
"Huang Mu, you're right. However, since this brat was able to discover me, it seems like he has some strength.”In the fog, human figures gradually took shape. They were two ninjas!
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