Western Immortal World collapses, the numerous leave, in the starry sky, the one big one small two forms parallel vanguard, walks toward Black Ink Star. 西仙界崩溃,众强离开,星空上,一大一小两道身影并行前行,朝着墨星走去。 Immortal World one line, harvest quite a lot, when Queen Mother of the West vanishes since that affirmative answer, lets the misgivings that in his heart has lingered, the dissipation are many. 仙界一行,收获颇多,西王母消失时那一声肯定的答案,让他心中一直以来萦绕的疑云,消散不少。 He does not know when can seek the law of true bringing back to life, but, so long as the hopes, he then must persist in getting down. 他不知道何时才能寻到真正的起死回生之法,但是,只要有一丝希望,他便要坚持走下去。 Moreover, the matter, he always does not think clearly, before why Queen Mother of the West vanishes, must with the gold hairpin delimit Milky Way, buries into which the black vortex of Immortal World end. 另外,有一件事,他始终想不明白,为何西王母消失前,要以金簪划出天河,将仙界尽头的黑色漩涡葬入其中。 Can let the thing that Lord of Western Immortal World cares about, decides however non- is common, that huge black vortex, actually what? 能让西仙界之主在意的东西,定然非是寻常,那个巨大的黑色漩涡,究竟什么？ As for the matter of Phoenix Body, still as before has too many unknown, he has not always thought that one day, he most untrusty person unexpectedly is oneself. 至于凤身之事,至今依旧有着太多的未知,他从来都不曾想过,会有一天,他最不能信任的人竟是自己。 Walks long time, Black Ink Star at present, the Ning Chen restraining train of thought that leading the small girl to step into. 行走多日,墨星已在眼前,宁辰收敛思绪,带着小丫头踏入其中。 Black Ink Mountain, on Jiyu Peak Dao Platform, Black Ink Lord has the feeling, both eyes opens, looks at the distant place, faint trace brilliance flashes through, nondescriptive. 墨山,寄语峰道台上,墨主有感,双眼睁开,看着远方,一丝丝光华闪过,难以名状。 When are not many, the black clothes form takes a step, bows a ritual, respectful say/way, „teacher” 不多时,黑衣身影迈步走来,躬身一礼,恭敬道,“师尊” Black Ink Lord nods, said, „comes back then well, first goes back to rest” 墨主点头,道,“回来便好,先回去休息吧” „Is” “是” A Ning Chen ritual, takes a step to depart once more at once. 宁辰再次一礼,旋即迈步离去。 Outside Jiyu Peak, the big hand has pulled small hand, walks toward Ninth Peak together. 寄语峰外,大手牵过小手,一同朝着第九峰走去。 After one day, on Jiyu Peak, five form also return, is first Lord of Third Peak Ling Yun/reach the clouds salutes respectfully, immediately narrated Immortal World one line of processes in detail. 一日后,寄语峰上,五道身影同时归来,为首第三峰之主凌云恭敬行礼,随即详细讲述了仙界一行的经过。 On Dao Platform, the Black Ink Lord hear the former narrated, in the old face does not have any change, nods slightly, said, „I knew, you draw back” 道台上,墨主听完前者讲述,苍老的面孔上没有任何变化,微微颔首,道,“吾已知晓,你们退下吧” Five people of simultaneously rituals, turn around to retreat. 五人齐齐一礼,转身退去。 On Ninth Peak, the black clothes stands still, looks at the Jiyu Peak direction, the jet black pupil just like Abyss, cannot see the mood change. 第九峰上,黑衣静立,看着寄语峰方向,漆黑的眸子宛如深渊,看不出情绪变化。 Yin'er is practicing sword diligently, every gesture and motions, was still only the foundation. 身后,音儿在努力练剑,一招一式,仍只是基础。 vermilion sword that green bamboo hews, light cry in wind, is indistinct, Phoenix Cry is intermittent, Sword Breath directs, coiling around sword blade. 青竹削成的朱剑,在风中轻鸣,隐约间,凤鸣阵阵,剑息相引,盘绕剑身。 study martial arts needs aptitude, the Yin'er natural talent, without a doubt, once by Phoenix Blood succinct martial bone, Foundation already exceeded the so-called martial arts rare talent in addition. 学武需要资质,音儿的天资,毋庸置疑,加上曾经以凤血洗练武骨,根基早已超越所谓的武学奇才。 Knowing Heaven's Will is not the talent, therefore, on the same day will never look at Yin'er, gives the sword, gives since the foundation as before, day after day, is only in most foundation the foundation. 知命不是天才,所以,从来也不会将音儿当天才看,授剑,依旧从基础授起,日复一日,都只是最基础中基础。 Studies the sword to be very arid, particularly every day is only several moves of foundation, the little girl practices has been tired, association noisy small temperament. 学剑很枯燥,尤其是每日都只是基础的几招,小女孩练的烦了,总会闹小脾气。 However, always very much tolerates Ning Chen of small girl, only has in this matter, from beginning to end the slightest bit has not made concessions. 然而,一向很纵容小丫头的宁辰,唯有在此事上,从始至终不曾半分退让。 He is very clear, does not endure hardship painstakingly, peeps on the sword the sword. 他很清楚,不吃苦中苦,怎窥剑上剑。 This world most does not lack is the talent, cannot cash the talent the talent, does not have the use. 这个世间最不缺便是天才,不能兑现天赋的天才,毫无用途。 On the horizon, the scorching sun heads west, one day time passes by gradually, when the setting sun will fall, the distant place, the tranquil sound passes on to Ninth Peak together. 天际上,骄阳西行,一日时光渐渐过去,夕阳将落之际,远方,一道平静的声音传至第九峰。 „Ninth Junior Brother, comes Third Peak” “九师弟,来一趟第三峰” Ning Chen hears word, has turned around, looks to distant place Third Peak, the pupil narrows the eyes slightly. 宁辰闻言,转过身,看向远方第三峰,眸子微微眯起。 „Yin'er, you continue to practice sword, I exit, quick then meeting” “音儿,你继续练剑,我出去一趟,很快便会” In the speech sound, the black clothes plunders, changes into the flowing light, flies to Third Peak. 话声中,黑衣掠出,化为流光,飞向第三峰。 Yin'er sees that the small mouth has cast aside casting aside , to continue to try hard to practice the sword. 音儿见状,小嘴撇了撇,继续努力练剑。 Third Peak, a young man of yellow clothes is reorganizing medicine field on peak, less than medicine field of ten zhang (3.33 m) square, big medicine growth in , the medicine greets the nostrils fragrant, but smells, then makes people feel completely relaxed. 第三峰,一位黄衣的年轻男子正在整理峰上的药田,不足十丈见方的药田,一株株大药生长其中,药香扑鼻,只是闻到,便让人感到心旷神怡。 In medicine field, yellow clothes man appearance ordinary not wonderful, Aura is reserved, seems the special place, even is inferior to common Martial Artist. 药田中,黄衣男子长相平凡无奇,气息内敛,看上去毫无特别之处,甚至不如一位寻常的武者。 However, only the talented people of some Black Ink Gate know, Lord of Third Peak just now is in Black Ink Gate the first person besides Black Ink Lord. 不过,唯有墨门之人才知道,第三峰之主方才是墨门中除了墨主之外的第一人。 Lingluo Zhen had said that although with is Treading Immortal Void Boundary Late Stage, but fights truly, she can defeat the Third Senior Brother possibility, less than 10%. 绫罗真曾经说过,虽然同为踏仙虚境后期,但真正交手,她能打败三师兄的可能,不足一成。 Ning Chen comes, before arriving at medicine field, looks at the yellow clothes man in medicine field, polite say/way, „Third Senior Brother” 宁辰现身,来到药田前,看着药田中的黄衣男子,客气道,“三师兄” Ling Yun/reach the clouds raised the head, smiles temperately, said, „came, first waits, quick good” 凌云抬起头,温和一笑,道,“来了,先等一等,很快就好” Ning Chen nods, look tranquilly outside medicine field. 宁辰点头,神色平静地等在药田外。 About after half quarter, Ling Yun/reach the clouds reorganizes the big medicine in good medicine field, took a step. 大约半刻钟后,凌云整理好药田中的大药,迈步走了出来。 „Has waited for a long time” the Ling Yun/reach the clouds be with smile on the face say/way. “久等了”凌云面带笑容道。 „Third Senior Brother is polite” Ning Chen to say. “三师兄客气”宁辰应道。 Ling Yun/reach the clouds smiled, said, „actually, I call you to come, does not have the too important matter, but some minor matters are in suspense, thinks it over, only has Ninth Junior Brother you to be most appropriate” 凌云笑了笑,道,“其实,吾唤你前来,也没有太重要的事,只是有些小事放心不下,想来想去,也只有九师弟你最合适” „Third Senior Brother asked word” Ning Chen to say. “三师兄请言”宁辰应道。 „these days, I empty must exit, here flowers and plants I are in suspense, then asked Junior Brother you to help to look after” Ling Yun/reach the clouds to say in a soft voice. “这些日子,吾虚要出去一趟,这里花花草草吾放心不下,便请师弟你帮忙照料了”凌云轻声道。 „How long wants?” Ning Chen brow light wrinkle, said. “要多久？”宁辰眉头轻皱,道。 „Does not know” “不知” Ling Yun/reach the clouds shook the head, said that „perhaps ten days, perhaps several months, perhaps......” 凌云摇了摇头,道,“也许十天,也许数月,也许……” The words arrive finally, the Ling Yun/reach the clouds tone stagnates, in saying, smiled, said that „in brief, before I come back, these medicinal herbs, asked Junior Brother” 话到最后,凌云语气一滞,没有在说下去,笑了笑,道,“总之,在吾回来前,这些药草,就拜托师弟了” Ning Chen nodded gently, has complied. 宁辰轻轻点头,应了下来。 „Last matter, heard that Junior Brother sword attainments is extraordinary, does not know whether Senior Brother fortunately, compares notes with Junior Brother” “最后一件事,听说师弟剑上造诣非凡,不知师兄是否有幸,与师弟切磋一番” During the speeches, Ling Yun/reach the clouds waves, in the bamboo room, a wooden box departs, the wooden box opens instant, thin as a cicada’s wing white sword departs, the sword sound becomes overcast, punctures the person mind. 说话间,凌云挥手,身后竹屋中,一个木盒飞出,木盒打开的刹那,一口薄如蝉翼的白剑飞出,剑声凄凄,刺人心神。 „Does Third Senior Brother meet the sword?” “三师兄会剑？” The Ning Chen pupil narrows the eyes, asked in a soft voice, in Western Immortal World, he has not seen Ling Yun/reach the clouds to use the sword, has not listened to Lingluo Zhen and Qi Huan has mentioned. 宁辰眸子眯起,轻声问道,在西仙界中,他并不曾见到凌云用剑,也没有听绫罗真和齐桓提起过。 „Slightly understands 12” “略懂12” Ling Yun/reach the clouds grasps the sword, should say. 凌云握剑,应道。 „The good fortune of Junior Brother” “师弟之幸” The Ning Chen look concentrates, the hand wields, azure light circulation, Highest Beginning present front. 宁辰神色凝下,手一挥,青光流转,太始现锋。 „Please” “请” „Please” “请” The speech sound falls, Ling Yun/reach the clouds the first body moves, White Rainbow leaves, the sword dances along with the person, to the summit sword feeling, initially reveals point wonderfully. 话声落,凌云首先身动,白虹出,剑随人舞,妙至巅毫的剑感,初显锋芒。 Ning Chen wields a sword to keep off the front, loud and clear, the sword light cold item, the sword sound said. 宁辰挥剑挡锋,铿然一声,剑光凛目,剑声鸣动。 In the Ling Yun/reach the clouds hand sword edge has transferred, to approach/insult magnificence Zhuanshi, just like Cao clothes water leakage, sword intent is thorough. 凌云手中剑锋转过,凌华转势,宛如曹衣出水,剑意绵密。 Change extremely quick sword, sword sword real, sword sword empty, does not have to distinguish, not separable. 变化极快的剑,剑剑真,剑剑虚,无可辨,无可分。 In the Ning Chen pupil brilliance flashes through, sword edge hovers, the body along with the sword line, welcomed the exquisite sword. 宁辰眸中光华闪过,剑锋游动,身随剑行,迎上精妙之剑。 dual swords connection, touching minute, the confrontation of quick sword, a sword quick a sword, sword light, the black hair also falls gently, the free and easy elegant demeanor, interweaves perfectly such as picture deciding of Sword Artist. 双剑交接,触之即分,快剑的交锋,一剑快过一剑,剑光过,黑发同时飘落,洒脱的风采,交织出一幅完美如画的剑者之决。 In other four peaks, Lingluo Zhen, Qi Huan and other Black Ink Gate four child look to Third Peak, observes deciding of Sword Artist. 其余四峰上,绫罗真、齐桓等墨门四子看向第三峰,一观剑者之决。 They have not known, originally, Third Senior Brother sword attainments, unexpectedly is so extraordinary. 他们都不曾知道,原来,三师兄的剑上造诣,竟是如此非凡。 „White Rainbow” “白虹” The sword meets the rival, originally is good fortune always, how the involuntary, final sword decides, in the sword completely is sad sound. 剑逢敌手,本是平生之幸,奈何身不由己,最后的剑决,剑中尽是悲音。 „Un?” “嗯？” Ning Chen pricks up the ears, the sword moves, steps roaming body. 宁辰倾耳,剑动,踏步游身。 The white rainbow light of spreading across, magnificent unusual/exceptionally, in the rainbow sword light, does not see the head and tail, startled certainly the colorful sword, world sees. 纵横交错的白色虹光,华丽异常,虹中剑光,不见首尾,惊才绝艳的剑,世间首见。 Heard suddenly becomes overcast the sword cry, in sword rainbow, plays. 忽闻凄凄剑鸣,在剑虹中,奏起一声声,一声声。 Suddenly, wipes dazzling red, trickles following the sword blade, instant before dyed red body, Great Land. 蓦然,一抹刺目的红,顺着剑身滴下,刹那染红身前大地。 Pleasant, the Highest Beginning Sword front enters the body half inch, sword Secret Art Final Chapter, when is most magnificent, ends quietly. 入眼,太始剑锋入体半寸,剑诀终章,在最华丽时,悄然落幕。 „Why” the Ning Chen opens the mouth, knits the brows to say. “为什么”宁辰开口,皱眉道。 „Why, winner, Junior Brother, you did not win” “不为什么,胜者强,师弟,你赢了” Ling Yun/reach the clouds looks wiping smiling that is difficult to be bright, said in a soft voice. 凌云面露一抹难明的笑,轻声道。 The body leaves, the sword edge exsomatize, wipes the blood splash to drip to fall, is chillily colorful and beautiful. 身子脱出,剑锋离体,一抹血花淌落,凄艳而又美丽。 The distinction of victory or defeat, at this moment, becomes fuzzy, is hard to distinguish. 胜败的分明,这一刻,变得模糊,难以分辨。 White Rainbow flies into the wooden box, the sword sound vanishes, is inaudible. 白虹飞入木盒,剑音消失,再不可闻。 „Ning Chen, the time early, Senior Brother no longer does not keep you, please return to” Ling Yun/reach the clouds to say with a smile. “宁辰,时间不早,师兄就不再留你,请回吧”凌云微笑道。 „Junior Brother said goodbye” “师弟告辞” Ning Chen hears word, depresses in the heart the misgivings, is once again polite a ritual, at once the steps plunder toward Ninth Peak. 宁辰闻言,压下心中疑云,再度客气一礼,旋即踏步朝第九峰掠去。 Eighth Peak, in the Lingluo Zhen pupil flashes through wipes moved, she delayed oneself time, has actually pushed to the front Third Senior Brother. 第八峰,绫罗真眸中闪过一抹伤感,她拖延了自己的时间,却是将三师兄推向了前方。 „Lingluo, does not need to be sad for me, the person all has the life, my this life, not regretted” “绫罗,不用替吾伤心,人皆有命,吾这一生,无憾了” The tranquil sound conveys, does not have too much mighty waves, on a sword decided that had finished the final regret. 平静的声音传来,没有太多波澜,一场剑上决,了却了最后的遗憾。 „Can't Senior Brother, change really?” Lingluo Zhen sad say/way. “师兄,真的不能改变了吗？”绫罗真悲伤道。 „Ninth Junior Brother is different from I have seen anybody, perhaps, your question, can get the answer his here, but, Senior Brother could not wait, then first walks one step, hopes on Naihe Bridge, you can come late” “九师弟不同于吾所见过的任何人,或许,你的疑问,能在他这里得到答案,只是,师兄等不到了,便先走一步,希望奈何桥上,你们能来得晚一些” Third Peak, Ling Yun/reach the clouds smiles lightly, carries the sword box, under takes a step to make a pilgrimage to a famous mountain temple walks. 第三峰,凌云淡淡一笑,背起剑盒,迈步朝山下走去。 On various Peaks, Black Ink Gate four child simultaneously bow a ritual, sees off Third Senior Brother. 诸峰上,墨门四子齐齐躬身一礼,送别三师兄。 On Ninth Peak, the Ning Chen double pupil is even more profound, looks at Ling Yun/reach the clouds that descends the mountain, in the heart inexplicable heavy. 第九峰上,宁辰双眸越发深邃,看着下山的凌云,心中莫名沉重。 Just now sword , he although cannot feel Sword Breath, actually can also listen to sword sound cold and dreary, this war, not only compares notes, is more like the farewell. 方才的剑,他虽感受不到剑息,却也能听出剑声的凄冷,这一战,不仅是切磋,更像是告别。 Jiyu Peak, Black Ink Lord opens both eyes, looks Ling Yun/reach the clouds that departs, for a long time, sighed gently. 寄语峰,墨主睁开双眼,看着离去的凌云,许久,轻轻一叹。 , On Black Ink Mountain such as past general tranquil secure and, did not see any unusual/exceptionally on the 10 th as before, however, the 11 th date, young people of youngster appearance climbed mountains, shouldered the White Rainbow Sword box. 十日,墨山上依旧如往日一般平静安和,不见任何异常,然而,第11日,一位少年模样的年轻人上山来,背负白虹剑盒而来。 „Black Ink Lord, Big Brother Ling Yun stays behind the words, must this sword, deliver Ninth Peak” “墨主,凌云大哥留下话,要将此剑,送上第九峰” On Jiyu Peak, young fellow respectful ritual, puts down the sword box, said. 寄语峰上,少年人恭敬一礼,放下剑盒,道。 Ground, sword box of blood dyed, dark red dazzling, in the box the rainbow sword, calls out in grief faintly. 地上,染血的剑盒,殷红刺目,盒中虹剑,隐隐悲鸣。 „You go to” in the Black Ink Lord old pupil to flash through wipe the color/look of feeling, sighed lightly. “你去吧”墨主苍老的眸子中闪过一抹感慨之色,轻叹道。 „Thanked Black Ink Lord” “谢墨主” The young fellows salute to say respectfully. 少年人恭敬行礼道。 After half double-hour, the youngster mounts Ninth Peak, sees the black clothes form before peak, the respectful say/way, „nine gentlemen, Big Brother Ling Yun makes me send this sword, but also please accept” 半个时辰后,少年登上第九峰,看着峰前的黑衣身影,恭敬道,“九先生,凌云大哥让我将此剑送来,还请收下” The sword box opens, White Rainbow calmly horizontally, on the sword weeps blood, drops the drop dazzling. 剑盒打开,白虹静静横在其中,剑上泣血,滴滴刺目。 „Third Senior Brother,” “三师兄,呃” Lingluo Zhen, Qi Huan and the others came, when sees White Rainbow Sword, in heart simultaneously a pain. 绫罗真、齐桓等人现身,待看到白虹剑时,心中同时一痛。 „Sword has delivered, said goodbye below” “剑已送到,在下告辞了” The youngster put down the sword box, is once again polite a ritual, turns around to depart. 少年放下剑盒,再度客气一礼,转身离去。 „, You name” “请问,你叫什么名字” Lingluo Zhen has gotten back one's composure, looks to the youngster, opens the mouth to say. 绫罗真回过神,看向少年,开口道。 The youngster stop the footsteps, turning head tranquil say/way, „I am only person of the ordinary delivering sword, names is unimportant to fellow gentlemen, has another chance to meet” 少年停下脚步,回头平静道,“我只是一个普通的送剑之人,叫什么名字对各位先生来说并不重要,后会有期” Then, the youngster has not talked too much again, takes a step to go far away. 说完,少年没有再多言,迈步远去。 The youngster depart, on Ninth Peak, five form look at the sword box White Rainbow Sword, is silent and vertical, for a long time, Sixth Peak and Lord of Seventh Peak heavy sighed, the steps departed. 少年离去,第九峰上,五道身影看着剑盒的白虹剑,默然而立,许久,第六峰、第七峰之主沉沉一叹,踏步离去。 „Ninth Junior Brother, Third Senior Brother, since delivers you this sword, then receives” “九师弟,三师兄既然将此剑送你,便收好吧” Finally looks at White Rainbow, the Qi Huan vision looked to the young people, sighed in a soft voice. 最后看了一眼白虹,齐桓目光看向眼前年轻人,轻声叹道。 Nearby, the Lingluo Zhen delicate hands grip palely, in the pupil is sadly difficult to cover, why, can their destinies, only be so? 一旁,绫罗真纤手攥地惨白,眸中悲伤难掩,为什么,难道他们的命运,就只能是如此吗？