Something isn't quite right these days.

Many disciples who have just started and even have been in the beginner for more than ten years are running to the Purple Bamboo Forest, not because of the scenery and sword path in the Purple Bamboo Forest, because the Purple Bamboo Forest has existed in Kunlun for a hundred years, so what attracted them was the red-robed girl who heard that just the first time she came to the Purple Bamboo Forest could make half of the Purple Bamboo willingly flutter like the wind.

This made many Kunlun female disciples couldn't help but complain: The purple bamboo forest is good, but it is no better than a little red demon in the forest.

The girl in the red robe is beautiful and beautiful, but now, the girl has taken off the red robe and changed into a red dress.

In the depths of the quiet bamboo forest, the old man was leisurely drinking tea, and occasionally raised his eyes to see the two villains sitting in the courtyard, with a light smile in his eyes.

"I think Gu Yi, that kid must have taken a fancy to you, Senior Sister! Otherwise, why would you come here every day? It sounds like sharpening a sword, but what do you see what he is grinding? It's bamboo! Have you seen when a Kunlun disciple practiced with purple bamboo? Pretending to be a tone!"

"Senior sister, we are also childhood sweethearts, aren't we? Why do I always treat my senior brother with a false color?"

"Four, five, six! You're going too far! I'm also your senior brother! It's useless to say a word, isn't it?"

The girl who had been closing her eyes and recuperating finally opened her eyes after hearing the joking name "four, five, six".

Just a slight glance at the senior brother, the young man already felt a sudden cold behind him.

No wonder people in Xiaoguan say that she is the Liang Dong of the three-object view in the future.

For some reason, the young man felt a little uncomfortable when he thought about this.

He didn't know where this discomfort came from, but as a bamboo horse who had been mixing with his bare buttocks since he was a child, Qing Pingyue didn't know that this was the prelude before the girl got angry, and he didn't even have time to care about the saber at hand, so he trotted to the back of the old man sitting on the recliner and asked with a smile, "Senior, how about I rub your shoulder?" "Senior, you see that your teapot is dry, can I pour it for you?"

Seeing this, the girl shook her head, and wanted to close her eyes again to practice, but found that she had lost the calm energy she had just now, so she had to stand up from the spot, just as the old man had already sent his senior brother to the stream to fetch water, and stretched out his hand to beckon her.

"Are you okay these days?" the old man had a kind face, and the wrinkles on his face were like the dry bark of a tree.

The girl is different from her own senior brother, not only rarely asks the old man how to understand the means of kendo in the bamboo forest, nor does she pretend to please, but she sits alone in the forest all day long, and rarely gets along with the old man alone, and this is the first time to think about it.

The girl looked at the old man in front of her, who was no different from an ordinary old man, her lips slightly opened, but in the end she shook her head and showed a faint smile.

"That's fine, you originally walked a true self avenue, what you see and see is how it is, if you listen to other people's truths, I'm afraid the first thing to violate is your own heart, no wonder those old guys of your three things view will let you come here to learn the sword instead of in that realm. ”

The girl didn't know how to answer, and continued to laugh, and the two looked a little embarrassed.

But at this time, a young man in white came to the path between the bamboo forests, still holding a verdant purple bamboo in his hand.

"Ayi. The old man called out to the young man, Gu Yi walked over with a smile on his face, and the girl realized that the purple bamboo in the young man's hand was a little different from the bamboo grinding in front of him.

"Maybe I'm really old, and I don't even know how to tell you young people, but it just so happens that when you go to Zizhu Road, you will lead Miss Si over with you?"

Gu Yi didn't nod or shake his head, he still had a smile on his face, and he didn't know whether to refuse or agree, but his eyes fell on the girl's body for a while, which seemed to be deep and simple, and it seemed to be just plain and transparent.

The girl was stunned for a moment, then understood what the young man meant to let her decide, hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded slightly.

The old man looked at the backs of the two people who went to this thatched hut, and his smile became more and more mellow.

"Where's my junior sister?"

Hearing the voice, the old man turned his head and suddenly stood up from his chair, and only then did the senior brother of the four, five or six girls realize that this thin-looking old man was really tall, a head taller than his master.

The old man asked him, "Do you want to come with me to see the gap between you and the two of them now?"

The senior brother froze in place, the original frivolous expression on his face gradually dissipated, and finally looked at the old man and nodded seriously.

After the old man couldn't see the backs of the two people, the young man who was leading the way on the road in the purple bamboo forest suddenly slowed down, and the girl who followed him almost hit the young man's back without noticing.

"Something?" The girl with a very cold tone looked at the young man who turned around, her eyes were sharp, but when she remembered the bearing of the young man when she met for the first time, she couldn't help but take it back.

"You're very talented. Gu Yi looked at the girl, "Otherwise, Elder Zhou wouldn't have asked me to take you to Zizhu Road." ”

The maiden did not speak.

Gu Yi didn't have an expression, and still said his words: "The three thousand purple bamboos in the Purple Bamboo Forest have been baptized by my uncle's sword intent for twenty years, and every swordsman will be induced by the three thousand purple bamboos after entering the Purple Bamboo Forest, and according to the sword intent they sense, they will move without wind as if they are attracted." And the first time you can enter the purple bamboo forest, you can sense 1,600 numbers, which is the first time in decades. ”

The girl frowned for the first time with those two good-looking eyebrows, and her tone was stiff: "Could it be that you have an opinion?"

Gu Yi smiled and didn't say a word.

The path is very short, and it takes a short time to reach a road, but this road is different from the purple bamboo forest, there is no forest of purple bamboo, not even a single grass or tree.

Gu Yi looked at the road in front of him that he didn't know how many times he had walked, and couldn't help but shudder.

Then he turned his head and said to her: "Zizhu Dao is the path that my uncle stepped out of when he became a sword saint, a total of one hundred and seventy steps, with your current ability, it is considered great to be able to go to thirty steps, if you can go to fifty steps, among the disciples of the same generation, you should be respected by the way of the sword." ”

When the girl heard Gu Yi's tone like an elder, the displeasure and dissatisfaction between her eyebrows became more and more intense.

Gu Yi looked at her and chuckled: "I know you think it will make you very uncomfortable for a peer like me to say something that makes you uncomfortable, but I just want to tell you that no matter how famous and capable you are outside, when you come to this purple bamboo forest and Kunlun, then you shouldn't have a trace of arrogance in your heart." ”

The girl's heart for the good feeling left by the teenager's first meeting has completely disappeared.

She is who she is, why should she pay attention to other people's words.

There was no trace of emotion between her eyebrows, as if she felt that her words to a stranger were worth it for her to have ups and downs between her feelings. When I looked at the path, I couldn't be happier than a person who likes to climb a mountain and sees a higher mountain after climbing to the top.

Gu Yi looked at the girl's expression at the moment, with a little disdain in his eyes, and watched the girl walk towards the road with no reluctance.

I don't know how many people in this world are looking forward to stepping on this path of sanctification that his uncle achieved the name of the Sword Saint back then, but no matter how amazing and brilliant the swordsman is, once he walks through the purple bamboo forest and comes to this holy path, all of them are as fascinated and enchanted as the girl in front of him.

They can't even hold their sword hearts, so how can they get to the end of the road?

Gu Yi looked at the girl who was about to step up the road, and had already put away the names he had heard before, such as "the most outstanding kendo genius in the past thousand years in the Sanwuguan", "the talent of this generation of the Sanwuguan", and "not inferior to the emperor's back then".

It's just mediocrity.

Gu Yi's sneer just started, and then his smile froze on his face.

Because the girl was about to touch the aisle of her shoe as she stepped out, she jerked it back.

The girl closed her eyes and did not open them again until an hour had passed.

It was as clear as the stream under the cliff where the sword tea tree was located.

When she took the first step, Gu Yi had already closed her eyes.

One by one, what I saw was no longer the girl, but the girl's sword path at the moment.

It was a long sword that couldn't be seen clearly, but Gu Yi could feel the broad avenue emanating from that long sword.

"Do you see?" the old man asked the young man beside him, who was clenching his teeth.

On the cliff outside Zizhu Road, the young man stared at the girl on Zizhu Road.

"Your talent is not bad, it can even be said that it is a once-in-a-decade occurrence. In the final analysis, in this world, it is a generation of newcomers replacing the old, not to mention once in ten years, even if it is a rare talent in two or three years, Meiyu will be able to rank in the top hundreds of the younger generation in the Tang Dynasty in the future, so in terms of your qualifications, you will at least be ranked in the top 50 in the future. ”

"But you have to know that no matter how good the talent is, it can't match that understanding and hard work, otherwise why are only the three of the countless geniuses left in the end, the master, the Buddha, and His Majesty the Holy Emperor? Could it be that these three people were the most outstanding geniuses of the year? Maybe this statement is not wrong, but is there really no character who can compare with it? Let's just say that Wang Jiao, who was known as the first person of the younger generation, is now just a piece of loess. ”

"Looking at the mountains is the mountains and the water is the water, this is your current vision, and the age difference between Gu Yi and you is like, why has it come to the point where the mountains are not the mountains and the water is not the water? It's just because he has seen more styles on this road, but because his sword path has surpassed you too much. ”

The boy didn't say a word.

It's just that even his lips have been bitten to the point of oozing blood.

"They may all be once-in-a-century geniuses, and that's true. ”

"So I can't surpass the two of them in my life?" The young man's eyes were full of blood red, full of unwillingness, gritting his teeth, and he was a hideous appearance that the girl who was a childhood sweetheart had never seen.

The old man, who had just finished talking about the big truth, rolled his eyes and couldn't help but quip: "I don't know if you can surpass the two of them The old man doesn't know, but the old man knows that you don't look as good as Gu Yi in your life." ”

The boy froze for a moment, then loosened his teeth, and his face was expressionless.

The old man looked at his appearance and sighed slightly, this kid still has a knot in his heart.

On this day, the girl walked fifty-four steps on the Zizhu Road.

When the girl was sweating profusely and almost fainted and collapsed, she vaguely sensed that a figure was carrying him up.

"What's your name?" she heard the man's voice faintly in her ears.

"Si Wuliu......" she said subconsciously.

"Four, five, six?"

With the young man's question, the girl in the red dress was almost awakened by this.