Early morning.

Lin Futian got up very early, he put on a black robe, slowly walked out of the door, and happened to meet the village chief's wife, who also got up early, so he greeted the old lady. Seeing that Lin Futian was not the slightest tired, the village chief's wife muttered in her heart: Could it be that I didn't realize it enough last night? Why is this kid just not enlightened? So the old lady leaned over to Lin Futian and whispered, "Lin Gongzi, did you sleep well last night?" Lin Futian was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "I slept well, thank my wife and the village chief for letting us stay here." Lin Futian hugged his fists and said, "I will thank Mrs. first." The village chief's wife patted Lin Futian's hand and said with a smile: "Didn't you do something pleasant last night?"

Lin Futian was puzzled: "Pleasant thing?"

The old lady suddenly understood, it seems that this kid is really still a chick, those two flower-like girls are by his side, why doesn't he know how to grasp it well? Doesn't he see the affection in the eyes of those two women? As a woman, he naturally knows the thoughts of women best, and when he sees the eyes of those two women, he can basically guess that they are not far from ten, otherwise how can he say that women's eyes can speak? Although they themselves may not know what they think of this Lin Gongzi, she can see the meaning in her words and eyes at a glance, so in her opinion, Lin Gongzi, who looks like a child of the fairy family, is simply a stunned young man, and she doesn't understand anything about the love between men and women.

She was really a little puzzled, and said that the children of the fairy family on the mountain were the most proficient in the love between men and women, and many young people had tasted all the wonders of that taste in the land of smoke and willows before they even became adults, and ordinary people felt like fairies, and they didn't know how the young people who were already fairy characters would feel when they did that? The old lady couldn't help blushing a little when she thought of this, how could she be so old and shameless?

The old lady saw that the young man really couldn't understand, so she simply said, "Oh, that's what men and women do together." ”

Lin Futian asked again, "What?"

The old lady was really about to die, hesitated again and again, and then leaned into Lin Futian's ear, whispered a few words, and then blushed a little, and crossed her hands.

Rao is a person like Lin Futian who has seen strong winds and waves, and his face is also a little flushed, Lin Futian hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No...... It's not what you think, we're just friends, we don't have the level of relationship you think. ”

The old lady smiled: "Okay, okay, I won't tease you, I understand." ”

Lin Futian was a little uneasy, because the old lady's expression didn't seem to believe what she said at all, Lin Futian raised his head and let out a long sigh.

Some tired.

Why can't a man and a woman just be friends? Is it true that as long as a man and a woman stay together, there is an extraordinary meaning to the relationship?

For these, Lin Futian is really a little puzzled.

After simply eating the breakfast made by the old lady, Lin Futian and his party were actually ready to leave, but the old lady left them for a while, saying that she would send them when the old village chief woke up, otherwise, how sad would it be for the drunk old man to wake up and find that his drinking friend who had been at first sight was gone? Lin Futian stayed behind crying and laughing, because what the old lady said was quite reasonable, and it was not easy for them to refuse.

So the old lady and Lin Futian sat on the stone chairs in the courtyard and chatted. The breeze in the courtyard is gusting, and the towering trees outside the courtyard provide a sun-dappled landscape, and the aroma of flowers and plants ripples in the air, which is somewhat intoxicating.

The old lady intentionally or unintentionally led the topic to the matter of love between men and women, and then asked Zhao Jingzhi and Luo Mei about their age, whether they have a favorite man. Then he "inadvertently" mentioned Lin Futian's name, which made Lin Futian uncomfortable.

Zhao Jingzhi and Luo Mei were also a little blushing, where would they have thought that the old lady would talk about this. Lin Futian glanced at Mo Yunfu, who was also uncomfortable, the latter looked embarrassed, rubbed his face from time to time, and then looked around aimlessly, a little helpless.

Why is it the same man, why is the difference so big? From beginning to end, the old lady has never looked at Mo Yunfu, and her eyes have always been on Lin Futian, which makes Mo Yunfu really feel bad in her heart, and she feels that she is sitting here like air, and she can't see it.

I also look like a talent, right? I don't look like a flood beast, crooked melons and cracked dates, why do you treat me like this...... Mo Yunfu couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved, sighed, lowered his head, and felt tears in his heart.

At noon, the old village chief staggered out of the house, saw Lin Futian and his party sitting in the courtyard, and instantly smiled: "Lin Gongzi, just got up, didn't you drink too much yesterday, it's really not very comfortable." ”

Lin Futian couldn't say that he had already gotten up, which hurt his face. Yushui smiled and said: "Yes, next time I have to drink less wine and eat more food, I didn't eat much food on a large table last night, and I patronized and drank, it's a pity for the old lady's craftsmanship." ”

After the old lady heard Lin Futian's words, she suddenly smiled and said in her heart: This young man has a really sweet mouth, he is really good at talking. She smiled and said, "Okay, hurry up and wash up and get ready for lunch, this Lin Gongzi knows that my craftsmanship is good, and you old guy haven't praised me for so many years." The old village chief glanced at his daughter-in-law's resentful eyes, and scratched his head a little embarrassedly.

After so many years, many things have long been accustomed to it, and the sweet words of the newlywed are no longer able to speak. But in my heart, I still talk about it often, but I don't know why, as I get older, my face is getting thinner and thinner, and my courage has become smaller and smaller

The old village chief scratched his head, thought about it, and felt that it was better to wash and eat first.

After lunch.

The old village chief decided to send Lin Futian to them, but Lin Futian did not refuse.

On the road, the group didn't say much, mainly the old village chief was speaking, and Lin Futian occasionally talked and laughed. When he was about to walk to the entrance of the village, Lin Futian suddenly asked, "Aren't your children around?" The old village chief looked as usual, smiled, and said, "The two children have gone out to wander, and they haven't seen each other for two or three years." After a pause, the old village chief suddenly said: "If Lin Gongzi meets two swordsmen from our village in the future, he must tell them, just say that your father misses you, come back quickly! Written by a reader, my two boys can worship him, so as soon as they grow up, they always want to run outside, but it's okay, our old couple can be regarded as having a clean ear, otherwise those two noisy boys are around, it's really annoying. The old village chief said with a smile.

Lin Futian promised: "It must be." ”

The old village chief stopped, just sent Lin Futian and them to the entrance of the village, and then said with a smile: "Lin Gongzi, I'll send it here, and I have to help the old woman wash the dishes when I go back, haha." The old man stood in place, his body was a little rickety, and his smile was kind.

Lin Futian clasped his hands into fists and said, "Take care." ”

The old village chief patted Lin Futian on the shoulder and smiled, "If you have time, you often come to drink." ”

Lin Futian smiled: "Definitely." ”

The old village chief walked away slowly, and Lin Futian and his party looked at the back of the old village chief with some emotion.

The next time we meet, I really don't know when it will be.

Luo Mei walked up to Lin Futian and asked, "Do you think the village chief's wine is delicious?"

Lin Futian smiled and said, "What?

Lomé rolled her eyes, "You didn't ask." Then she walked straight forward, with a bold attitude.

Lin Futian couldn't cry or laugh, and said, "Don't be in a hurry to leave, we have to go somewhere later." ”

Luo May stopped, looked puzzled, turned around, frowned, "Where do you want to go again?"

The Moon Pot Sword on Lin Futian's waist was instantly unsheathed, and he looked at the "Sword Mountain" in the distance and said, "It's a good place there." ”

Luo Mei and they looked at Lin Futian's line of sight, "Sword Mountain"?

Mo Yunfu asked, "Isn't there anything special there?" Lin Futian asked rhetorically, "I haven't said this." ”

"Let's not say more, let's go first!" Lin Futian Imperial Sword was unsheathed, and the Moon Kettle Sword was like a swimming fish like the sea, flexibly "swimming" around Lin Futian's body, constantly rotating, round and round. Lin Futian raised his left foot, and the Moon Pot Sword instantly came to Lin Futian's feet, hanging slightly in the air, and the sword light flowed and shone brightly.

Lin Futian stood on the Moon Pot Sword, looked at the cloud-covered "Sword Mountain" in the distance, and said, "I'll go first, you guys hurry up and follow." Then Lin Futian slashed away with one person and one sword, and the air was like a white rainbow hanging in the sky.

Luo Mei and the three of them smiled bitterly, this guy really wants to come out one by one, but there is no way, let's go and see what kind of medicine he sells in his gourd?

So the three of them showed their magic powers, and they left the ground to go to "Sword Mountain".

As they got closer and closer to the huge mountain shaped like a sword, the clouds and mist dissipated, and several people gradually saw the original appearance of the "Sword Mountain". The bamboo trees on the "Sword Mountain" are layered and fluffy. The color is towering, and the weather is calm. Vaguely, there seemed to be a substantial sword qi like a dragon swinging its tail to attack the face, and the clothes of Lin Futian and his party were blown by the gangwind, and their faces were faintly painful.

"This 'Sword Mountain' really lives up to its name," Luo Mei sighed. Because the Haoran Qi in her heart is becoming more and more condensed and pure, her perception of the sword qi is becoming more and more sensitive, and the nameless wind between heaven and earth and the simple and thick sword qi are all bitter medicines for her to temper the sword heart. These days, she has gradually changed from a little rejection to a complete acceptance of the inheritance she has received.

With the capacity of the sea, it is possible to support the sword qi of the whole body.

She suddenly realized, so she quickly sat down on the stone cliff and began to meditate, the emerald green bamboo sword placed on her lap. The weather around her was myriad, and the sword qi rose and turned into clouds and mist, diffusing and scattered around her.

Zhao Jingzhi's eyes were full of brilliance, he didn't expect that this person who had always seemed to be the most out of the way would be so pure and without distractions!

Lin Futian smiled and looked at Luo Mei's vision, although he wanted to help a few people refine their physique, but he didn't expect Luo Mei to feel the extraordinaryness of this place so quickly, and he had some understanding. So Lin Futian was a little relieved, he looked at the faint clouds around him, snapped his fingers lightly, and then those surrounding clouds and mist were instantly "pulled" over, condensed around Luomei, slowly flowing, faintly covering Luomei in it, and not seeing its appearance.

Lin Futian smiled and explained to Mo Yunfu and Zhao Jingzhi: "This place is called "Sword Mountain", if I guess correctly, a lot of the content in the legend is true, this Sword Mountain is very likely to be a relic left by the ancient gods, so the plants on this Sword Mountain all have a trace of sword intent, and this cloud and mist is also affected by the sword qi of Sword Mountain. You should all be able to feel that the air on this Sword Mountain is completely different from what you feel at the bottom of the mountain, right? The air at the foot of Sword Mountain is more of a blocking sword intent, and the sword intent on Sword Mountain is that ten thousand rivers are rushing to the rivers and seas, accommodating all things, the momentum is quite large, and the sword aura is as cold as ice. ”

Mo Yunfu nodded in approval, he looked at the clouds around him, and said, "This place is still a bit weird, but I can't say why. ”

Zhao Jing closed her eyes and opened her eyes again, her silver-white eyes became brighter and brighter on the misty Sword Mountain, she looked around, and suddenly smiled, "It seems to be much clearer now!" She suddenly pointed to a cliff and said, "Look there!"

Lin Futian and Mo Yunfu cast their eyes in the direction that Zhao Jing pointed to, Lin Futian and they walked to the cliff, and found that the cliff was the poems left by the people who chanted the wind and the moon, Lin Futian looked at these sad words for no reason, and said with a smile: "The font is simple and vigorous, and the spirit is full." He shifted his gaze downward, "Well, the font is delicate and chic, and it is quite smart." Lin Futian finally raised his head, then shook his head.

Why do these pretending to be mighty people deliberately write the font in a graceful and fairy way? Is this a trend now?

It's so boring.

Mo Yunfu quipped: "Brother Lin is worthy of being a scholar, and his evaluation of this cliff stone carving is also frequent." ”

Lin Futian shook his head with a smile, and suddenly Lin Futian's pupils shrank, and he looked at a stone carving in the corner, which read: "There is also a way to climb the mountain." Lin Futian exclaimed: "This is a really good sentence, there is a way to climb the mountain, haha, well written! It is estimated that the people who carved this word are all on the mountain together, if I am not mistaken, the leader should be the person who carved the words "The mountaineering also has the word." ”

Mo Yunfu said: "It should be so, looking at a person's words, you can often dig out a lot of spiritual energy and charm hidden in it, so it is gradually important to look at a person's words to distinguish people's character and the scale of the avenue." Words often embody more than just words, and people often don't just manifest themselves. ”

Lin Futian nodded approvingly: "You are also worthy of being a scholar, and your evaluation is so full of deep meaning." ”

Mo Yunfu shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Brother Lin is still so humorous." ”

Lin Futian smiled and said nothing.

Zhao Jingzhi said suddenly: "Luo Mei is awake." Lin Futian and Mo Yunfu turned around and looked, only to see that the clouds and mist around Luo Mei had disappeared, her heart moved slightly, the emerald bamboo sword placed on her lap bounced up, straight into the sky, Luo Mei stood up, in Lin Futian's eyes, she became a little different, the sword qi was thicker, and the majestic aura came to her face, making people feel like bathing in the warm sun.

Lin Futian walked up to Luo Mei, smiled, and asked, "What about the sword?"

Luo Mei pouted, "It's flying in the sky." ”

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Higashiyama.

Deep in the mountains and valleys, a quiet small forest. The flowers and trees here are prosperous, the birds are happy, and it is peaceful.

A blind monk sat quietly beside a spring, and to his left was a deep well, the mouth of which was secluded, and from time to time came the howl of a dragon.

The monk suddenly "looked" at the bottom of the well and said calmly: "Shut up." The howl at the bottom of the well suddenly disappeared, as if someone had choked it, and it fell silent. The blind monk sighed, folded his hands, and slowly chanted Buddhist scriptures, and the golden lotus flowers bloomed beside the monk in turn, making it look particularly "starry and visionary" in the forest that had entered the night.

The blind monk stood up, as if he was aware of it, and then "looked" into the distance, he suddenly stretched out his hand, wiped it across his chin, and then tore off a piece of skin on his face, revealing his originally delicate and handsome face, and he muttered to himself, "It's almost." Then he turned and stepped into the jungle, his white clothes fluttering, dashing and fairy.

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Evening.

Lin Futian and his party came to the jungle in Dongshan, and Luo Mei looked at it.

Cigarette smoke curls in the distance, and candlelight shines.

Some of them don't quite look like earthly landscapes.

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Sea of clouds.

The blind monk clasped his hands together and sat slowly on the clouds.

I forgot about things.