The two sat in the bamboo house for a long time, and the twilight of the world sprinkled the bamboo forest.

"What if no one helps me with my passage?"

Nandao asked, looking out the window.

Yun Hu thought for a while and said, "Then you are the true person of destiny." ”

"Is there really a man with destiny?"

Yun Hu didn't know how to smile and said, "Do you know the first president of the Hanging Academy? ”

Nandao shook his head.

Yun Hu didn't know how to stand up and walked to the door of the bamboo house.

"He was a scholar in Huangliang a thousand years ago, and after Tsing Yi broke through the sky, his sword disappeared until later, when he wandered the world, he picked it up on the seaside. Later, the original "Five Thousand Words of the Green Ox" that fell into the world in the Grimace Flower Chaos was also the one given to you just now, and he also picked it up. ”

"And what happened to him? Become a sword cultivator, or enter the Daomen? ”

Yun Hu didn't know how to laugh softly and said, "His name is Qing Xuanxuan, and later he became a teacher in Huangliang Town, and that is also the place where the Hanging Xue Courtyard began. ”

"How can this be called a man of destiny?"

"Because he rejected the Mandate of Heaven. Both Mojian Cliff and Daomen had gone to Huangliang to look for him, but he had not embarked on the path of cultivation. ”

"Sir, think I'm the same kind of person as him?"

Yun Hu didn't know how to laugh softly: "It's just a guess, I heard Zhang Xiaoyu say that you and the disciples of the Sword Sect played cards before, and you have to win cards for you every day, maybe it can be regarded as a success." ”

Nandao stood up and walked to the door to look at the twilight bamboo forest with Yun Hu Zhizhi, but he smiled a little bitterly.

"I have a different opinion from my husband, I think God wants me to die."

Yun Hu turned his head and saw Nan Dao raising his hand to wipe the blood on the corner of his lips, and then fell silent, remembering the umbrella that Nan Dao had been holding up, as well as those strange performances, he sighed and said, "Born with a curse, is this your problem?" ”

Nandao wiped all the bloodstains and said with a smile: "Didn't you scare Mr." ”

Yun Hu didn't know how to look at the library outside the bamboo forest that was immersed in the glow, and said: "Life and death are sometimes, nothing more than that. ”

"Sir's words seem to be a little ruthless."

Yun Hu didn't know how to laugh softly and said: "Because I can't do anything, I have to be ruthless about this, since you can live to this day, you may not be able to solve this problem." ”

Nandao said: "I have heard Mr. Mei tell him about his deeds, and if a person as knowledgeable as Mr. does not know, then there may really be no way." ”

"In the final analysis, I am just a scholar, I have never entered the Tao, I don't know the principles of heaven, I only understand the world." Yun Hu said slowly, "What is the destiny of heaven, I have never known. ”

Nandao suddenly remembered the Taoist who he met early this morning.

With a sigh, he walked down the path.

"The one who knows the destiny of heaven, I may have missed it."

Nandao whispered, also chuckling.

Stepping on twilight is like stepping on one's own twilight - so the youthfulness is no more.

After walking for a while, he stopped on the green bamboo road, wiped his tears and looked back at Yun Hu who didn't know.

"But sir, I'm really, really afraid of death."

Zhang Xiaoyu hummed a strange tune that he didn't know where to hear, lying on the window of the classroom of the School of Mathematics and Physics and watching the people inside play mahjong, while still pointing at the nearest person, causing a burst of complaints inside.

"It's so annoying, who's going to beat him?"

"Who's going?"

"It's better to go together."

The students inside were about to roll up their sleeves and walk out as they spoke, and then they heard someone say uncertainly: "That seems to be the second Mr. of the Sword School of the Qingniu Academy." ”

“.......”

The students were stunned in an instant.

"Play cards well, what are you doing?" The mahjong teacher stood at the front of the classroom and tapped the table with a ring ruler.

"Look at the cards, see what I do?" Seeing that the students were all looking at him, the gentleman reprimanded again. "You're the worst poker class I've ever taught."

Zhang Xiaoyu laughed at the door, and then saw the gentleman look over and said, "Zhang Xiaoyu, what do you see, get out of here for me, and pay back the money next month." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu fled, faintly hearing the laughter in the classroom and the scolding of the husband.

"Laughing at what? Do you make your classroom your home? If you play cards seriously and lose all your credits, you will fail the final exam! ”

......

The oldest and longest-standing tradition in Nanyi City is to play cards.

Zhang Xiaoyu thought.

Then I saw Nandao with an umbrella and a garden lamp next to the bluestone road in the twilight.

"Why is my junior brother here?"

Zhang Xiaoyu walked over and hugged Nandao's shoulder, "Have you gone to play cards recently, and lend me some money?" ”

Nandao didn't speak, just picked up the cotton thread in the oil lamp intently.

“？” Zhang Xiaoyu felt that something was not right, and tilted his head to look at Nandao's face, "Who bullied you?" ”

Nandao didn't speak, and after lighting the lamp, he turned and went to the one on the other side of the trail.

"Tell Senior Brother, Senior Brother will help you clean him up."

Nandao reluctantly put down his hand, looked at Zhang Xiaoyu and said, "Thank you, senior brother, but no one bullied me." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu didn't believe it, and said, "Then why do you look sullen?" ”

"Senior brother, let go of my neck first, I'll light the lamp, if I don't finish lighting it before dark, Mr. Mei will deduct my salary."

Zhang Xiaoyu let go of his hand and stood aside to watch Nandao light the oil lamp.

Nandao lit the lamp, but suddenly turned his head to look at Zhang Xiaoyu and asked, "Senior brother, what realm are you?" ”

Zhang Xiaoyu was a little confused by Nandao's question, and thought for a long time before saying, "White? Or an inclined bridge? ”

"Diagonal bridge?"

"It's the realm, white, diagonal bridge, Qinglian, cliff master, sitting in the world."

"It's such a weird name, it's not as good as the door next door."

Zhang Xiaoyu patted his head and said, "Senior brother is really smart, I remember, I am a small Dao realm." ”

“？” Nan Dao was a little puzzled, looked at Zhang Xiaoyu and said, "Aren't you from the Sword Sect?" ”

"The Sword Sect also wants to cultivate."

"Oh, aren't you almost on the way?"

After listening to Nandao's words, Zhang Xiaoyu sighed, hugged Nandao's shoulders again, and said, "Senior brother." ”

"What's wrong, senior brother."

"In the future, it's better to say less about this kind of hurtful feelings."

“？”

Zhang Xiaoyu let go of Nandao's neck, and said: "Although it is said that there are five realms in the realm of cultivation, in fact, the difference between the first three realms and the last two realms is very great. ”

Zhang Xiaoyu said this, and didn't say anything more.

Nandao asked curiously, "What about the avenue?" ”

Zhang Xiaoyu looked up at the sky, sighed for a while, and said, "I don't know." ”

Nandao was silent.

Carrying an oil lamp, he walked towards another garden lamp.

Zhang Xiaoyu didn't leave, and followed Nandao leisurely.

It wasn't until nightfall that Nandao finished lighting all the garden lights in the courtyard, and when he returned to the gatehouse, Mr. Mei didn't know where to go, only a brazier was burning.

Nan Dao looked at Zhang Xiaoyu who was walking back and forth in the courtyard outside, and asked puzzledly, "Senior brother, aren't you going back to the Sword Sect?" ”

Zhang Xiaoyu stood in the courtyard and said listlessly: "Serious people, who will return to the Sword Sect at night." ”

"Who is that senior brother?"

Zhang Xiaoyu said confidently: "I want to play cards!" ”

After saying that, he withered, "But I don't have any money." ”

"What should I do, I'm addicted to cards, I'm going to die."

"......" Nan Dao was silent, stood at the door and looked at Zhang Xiaoyu for a long time, and said, "Senior brother, have you forgotten something?" ”

Zhang Xiaoyu looked at Nandao's gaze, laughed awkwardly twice, and said: "Ah, yes, yes, I remembered, but junior brother, to investigate this kind of thing, you have to have some motivation, right......"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Xiaoyu was pushed out of the gate of the Hanging Courtyard by Nandao.

So Zhang Xiaoyu sighed and left the alley of Nanjingfang.

Minamijima sat for a while carrying a small bench at the door, and after dark it was rarely visited, and the garden lamp stood alone by the moon gate on the right.

Mr. Mei probably won't be here tonight, Nandao thought so, moved the stool back to the room, and then closed the door.

After checking the deadbolt again, Nandao sat down by the brazier, put aside the book "Five Thousand Words of the Green Ox" that he had been carrying in his arms all afternoon, took off his shirt, and looked at the place in his heart, which was empty, as if there had never been any peach blossoms.

But Nandao clearly remembers that when he entered the Tao today, the peach blossom reappeared, and the second peach blossom also became bright red.

After a moment of silence, Nandao began to look inwardly at Shenhai.

That sword intent was quietly held on top of the peach branch, but it was unexpectedly found that there were many small whirlpools around the sword intent.

What is that?

Nandao remembered that when he entered the Dao today, there were no such whirlpools, and after looking at them carefully for a while, Nandao found that those whirlpools were constantly absorbing the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, and at the bottom of the whirlpool, there was an extremely subtle vortex tail linked to the sword intent, and those Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi were constantly being absorbed by the sword intent.

Nandao suddenly remembered what Qiu Xi'er said today.

Seed.

He originally thought that his Great Dao Seed had been shattered by the sword intent, but now it seemed that this was not the case.

The god of grains is immortal, it is called Xuanqi.

Ceres is immortal.

Nan Dao pondered for a long time, raised his hand, and tried to gather those heaven and earth vitality into his hand, and sure enough, those small whirlpools in the divine sea began to reverse, and then converged to his fingertips, which then caused a larger vortex, attracting the heaven and earth vitality from the outside world to converge.

It's just that this movement seems to be too big, and the whole room is like a strong wind, when Nandao realizes that something is wrong and wants to disperse the heaven and earth vitality at his fingertips, he finds that those vitality vortices are no longer under his control, and they begin to run violently.

Sudden mutations.

Nandao looked at the scene in the sea of gods in horror.

Thousands of vortices began to reverse, and those that were absorbed into it, and the vitality that contained that sword intent was extracted alive and withdrew, and continued to converge towards the fingertips—the vitality vortex had spread from the size of the finger to the entire space under the umbrella.

There was a raging storm in the sacred sea of the South Island, and the pain that seemed to tear was continuous.

Nandao didn't know what was going on, but he realized that if he didn't stop, those converging Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi would completely tear him apart.

Nandao tried to control the flow of energy back into his body, but with little success.

The vitality of heaven and earth began to rage, stirring under the umbrella, and Nandao held the umbrella tightly, while trying to control the vitality to disperse.

Burst.

Nandao couldn't control it anymore and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The black umbrella was also detached from his hand by the vitality.

Nandao panicked and wanted to grab the umbrella, but was overturned to the ground by the vitality gathered in the room, and his eyes were blurred, as if there was blood in his eyes.

There seemed to be thunder in the heavens and the earth.

The peach tree in the sea of gods suddenly swaggered.

The five thousand words of the green cow that fell to the ground began to turn the pages on their own.

"To the extreme, keep quiet, all things work together, and there is no observation to recover."

The locked door was opened, and someone pushed the door and walked in, reciting the words on the page of five thousand words.

In the haze, Nandao saw the man in white with a peach blossom face.

He walked in calmly and picked up the umbrella from the ground.

"There are many things, and each one returns to his roots. In the final analysis, it is said to be quiet, which means to return to life. Returning to life is said to be normal, and knowing is often said to be clear. I don't know what is usual, and I act in vain....."

The man in white held an umbrella and picked up the book of five thousand words of the green ox, walked in front of Nandao, and said calmly: "It's for the murderer." ”

The vitality of heaven and earth gradually calmed down as those sermons were recited, but the frenzy in the Divine Sea of the South Island continued.

Nandao suppressed the pain, coughed up blood, and looked at the man in white in front of him.

"Who are you?"

The man in white stuffed the umbrella back into Nandao's hand and said calmly, "I'm Peach Blossom." ”

"It's you, too."

When the words fell, the man in white suddenly slapped the five thousand words of the green ox in his hand to Nandao's heart.

Nandao was blinded for a while, and suddenly fell into darkness, and then he saw himself fall like a speck of dust in the riot of the sea of gods.

Looking up, the peach tree is like a thousand feet, the sword intent is across the sky, and the countless whirlpools are like floating islands in the sky.

"Knowing Changrong, Rong is the Gong, the Gong is the King, the King is the sky, the sky is the Tao, and the Tao is long."

"I'm not dead."

The sound of peach blossoms resounded in the sea of gods.

An ancient scroll fell from the top of the sea of gods.

All things are at peace.

All of a sudden.

The darkness in front of the eyes of the South Island dissipated.

The room was a mess.

The door is wide open.

There was a heavy snowfall.

The man in white, Peach Blossom, is gone.

A peach blossom bloomed in his palm.

Nandao silently folded the peach blossom.

Zhang Xiaoyu stood on the small wooden bridge outside Nanjing Fang with an empty scabbard on his back, silently watching the sudden heavy snowfall.

raised his hand to catch a snowflake, and a scar instantly appeared in his palm.

It's a heavy snow of sword intent.

What's behind the snow?

Zhang Xiaoyu looked up at the night sky, where something seemed to be falling, but it came and went suddenly like last time.

So only the heavy snow was falling, and there was no sword intent in the snow.

Zhang Xiaoyu glanced back at the scabbard behind him and sighed.

"My sword, where did you go?"

Zhang Xiaoyu said and walked across the small bridge and walked towards the outside of the long street.

"Hezong, these bastards, don't let me get caught, I can't play cards with peace of mind."

"Fuck."