The spring breeze blew through Li Muxuan's face, he smiled brightly under the hat, looked at the young man named Ning Chuyi, stretched out his index finger, first pointed to the osmanthus wine, and then pointed to the young man, and said with a smile: "Okay." ”

Ning Que pursed his lips and dismissed, one of these sword cultivators who had suffered a thousand swords should die, and it was better to die all of them.

Of course, she didn't say these words, and secretly said in her heart that after Li Muxuan left, she told the young man alone and asked him not to learn swords.

Ning Chuyi scratched his head, he hadn't stepped into the path of cultivation after all, the scholar with the sword technique through the sky flashed in his mind, and asked casually, "That Mr. Bai is the Great Sword Immortal of the Upper Three Realms?" ”

Regarding this question, Li Muxuan first nodded, and then shook his head for a while, "No matter how high Bai Li's cultivation is, he can only be regarded as a swordsman of Confucianism." ”

As for the reason, Li Muxuan didn't say, and the young man didn't ask.

"There are seven tables in the No. 1 room of Tianzi, three servings of steamed cold noodles, and the guest officer is here!"

A shout fell, Xiao Er pushed open the door, Li Muxuan answered, and when Xiao Er put it down, he secretly stuffed a few taels of silver into his hand.

At this moment, the spring breeze was rising, the door had not yet closed, and Ning Chu turned his head to look.

I saw the storyteller fold the fan, straighten out the long shirt, and then smiled at the overcrowded audience: "You have been waiting for a long time, and listen to me." ”

Wake up and fall.

Syllable!

The audience drinkers instantly put away talking and laughing, the unscrupulous little scoundrel no longer chattered in fragments, and the down-and-out scholars also condensed their hearts.

The storyteller coughed, cleared his throat, and looked excited, "In the last book, it was said that Shushan slashed demons and eliminated demons, and I will talk about the recognized number one sword immortal in this world!" Tsk, this is amazing, about 6,000 years ago, Chang'an, the most central part of heaven and earth, produced a well-known figure, a good sword at a young age, carrying Qinglian in the fifteenth year, one person and one sword looked up to the sky and laughed out of the house! Where there is injustice, it is redressed with the sword. At that time, there were endless disputes among the immortal sects of the world's dynasties, and there were demon barbarians in the south, just when the human race was worried about internal and external troubles, the white-shirted scholar who was hanging wine at any time on his waist broke through the Yellow River canopy with a sword, and the terrifying demon land power fled into the wilderness, and it was even more oppressive of the heavenly immortals...... Don't dare to look up for a hundred years! ”

The spring breeze is proud.

The storyteller does not take a break, and when he speaks, he is sonorous and powerful, and his voice will be raised at every key point, taking in the thoughts of everyone in the audience.

The crowd immediately applauded and cheered again and again.

Seeing that the audience was in high spirits, the storyteller folded the fan and closed it with his hand, and said loudly: "Don't worry, all the officials, there is a story about the gods on this mountain, and there is a story that has never been recorded in the wild history, and listen to me carefully." Everyone in the world knows that the place that people in the world hate is the southern frontier of the Western Regions that likes to raise Gu. But this is such a place, 10,000 years ago, there was really a Ten Realms Gu Immortal, he spent his entire life in pursuit of eternal life, it is interesting to say, such a Gu Immortal who should have enjoyed thousands of food is not only rejected by the world, but also not treated by the people of Southern Xinjiang. After the dispute between gods and demons 6,000 years ago, the head of Shushan and a like-minded master went to southern Xinjiang for the sake of immortality, and spent 12 years of time, but he got nothing, so he had to die depressed......"

It was about the hour, he glanced at the sky, told two stories in a row, no longer spoke, waved his hand to signal that he was here today, but when he was about to leave, he suddenly smiled: "Although the gods on the mountain are too far away from us, they are really living in the world, maybe...... It's right next to you and me! ”

His last words, everyone in the audience laughed, where is this fairy fate so easy to ask for?

In the elegant seat on the second floor, there was a young brother wearing a brocade robe and a jade pendant hanging from his waist, shaking a folding fan, stood up, shook his head, and laughed loudly to himself: "I have different opinions about these Ten Realms Gu Immortals, fellow Daoists, listen to me carefully......"

"Later generations said that this Gu Immortal was a murderous demon, but who of you here has personally witnessed it? I have heard another version of Gu Immortal's life, saying that after this Gu Immortal went through a thousand difficulties and dangers when he was young, he struggled to achieve Venerable under the desperate protection of his old friend who was a friend of life and death, and then he carried the long-cherished wish of his old friend to establish the Great Love Immortal Alliance in the world, and treated all mortals in the five domains of the world equally, isn't this the touching story of the inspirational immortal achievements of the great man in the world? And where did the devil say? ”

The listener was dumbfounded.

The storyteller smiled and handed the blue robe he had taken off to the little guy who had been waiting beside him, and then turned to leave.

"Sir, I have a question."

The storyteller, who hadn't gone far, smiled, turned his head in response, and sat down on a stool, with a "puzzled" expression, "What is the matter with Xiaoyou?" ”

At this moment, Ning Que keenly noticed that the ordinary storyteller glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally.

Ning Chu smiled shyly and looked around cautiously, but no one paid attention to the storyteller and twelve-year-old child who was leaving, he felt relieved in his heart, and mustered up the courage to ask: "According to what Mr. said, since there are Ten Realm Gu Immortals in the Southern Territory of the Western Regions, why are they not treated by their own Gu cultivators?" ”

Mr. Storyteller stood up, his expression was indifferent, and he said flutteringly: "Mu Xiu will be destroyed by the forest wind." ”

The young man was stunned in place, thinking about it for a long time, but he still didn't understand why he was born from the same root, and he was jealous of others, shouldn't he be regarded as a big hero.

This poor boy who grew up in the East all the year round, when he heard the world depicted by the storyteller, he wanted to go to Middle-earth to see the prosperous Chang'an City, the ink scene in the south of the Yangtze River, the exotic customs of the West, and the glaciers in the north......

As soon as Ning Chu came back to his senses, the storyteller had already left, and the food on the wine table was already cold.

The young man was unaware of this, and shook Ning Que's hand vigorously, his eyes were clean and radiant.

......

......

Inside the dilapidated house in Muddy Water Lane.

The young man gently flicked his sleeves, and the blue light flashed in his palm, revealing a piece of green jade pendant engraved with the word "Shu Mountain", put it in Ning Chuyi's hand, stood up straight, shook his sleeves, and said in a deep voice: "Enter my Shu Mountain, one of them, the Tao often does nothing and does nothing; second, for inaction, nothing to do; The most important thing is to keep your heart and obey your will. ”

The young man's expression was solemn.

"Your ancestor once taught me six rhythms and five tones." Li Muxuan smiled and said, "Today I will pass on your proverbs: Heaven is the way, the way is the heart, and the heart is reason." ”

Ning Chu was stunned for a moment.

With his ability to comprehend, it seems that he is not yet able to comprehend this.

"Just use your heart to understand."

Ning Chu took it, stunned, neither shook his head nor nodded, and kept repeating in his mouth to abide by his heart and obey his original intention......

The young man with a long sword hanging from his waist grinned and said, "I suddenly want to see if there is one more pure sword cultivator who is reasonable in this world, what kind of world should it be?" ”

The young man knew that Li Muxuan's acceptance of him as an apprentice was not a whim, and people always wanted to do something.

As for how to get to Shushan, he didn't say, and he didn't ask.

Li Muxuan walked out of the room, and then hurriedly wrote down eight words.

The poor young man who had just walked out of the room looked up with a sense of inspiration.

At this moment, Ning Chu was terrified in his heart, like a fish in his throat.

I saw Li Muxuan's right hand pinching the strange trick, the long sword suddenly came out of its sheath, hanging with letters, floating in the sky, from near to far, like a touch of green flying by, from east to west, contrary to him!

Before Ning Chuyi could calm down, the young man turned to stare at the young man's clear eyes, and shouted softly: "Ning boy." ”

The boy nodded subconsciously.

Li Muxuan's face was calm, and for no reason he remembered that he saw an ancient book in the Shushan Sword Pavilion when he was young, and there was only a short and simple poem on it.

This is born from the same root, so why not be in a hurry to fry each other.

At this point, he turned his head to look at the north, stood with his right hand on his chest, bent slightly, half-closed his eyes, and finally said in a deep voice: "The weather is swinging, and my Tao is prosperous!" ”

If there are monks of the three sects here at this moment, I am afraid that my jaw will drop in shock, this proverb that is supposed to revitalize the Dao Sect is really said from the withered sword cultivation lineage?

Or is it the current kendo master who says it word by word!?

This day is the eighth day of the second month.

A round of bright moon quietly climbed up the treetops, and Ning Chu gradually felt the spring breeze blowing on the bottom of his sleeve.

The young man suddenly looked back and looked at Ning Que, who was silent behind him.

After a short silence, the young man learned Li Muxuan's movements, closed his eyes and followed him silently: "The weather is swinging, and my Tao is prosperous!" ”