By the time Nandao returned to the Hanging Temple, it was already late.

When the snow deepened in the night, the temperature in the room was unusually low, and Nandao coughed for a while, wiping the blood from the corner of his lips as he walked over to close the door and light the brazier.

As the flames crackled in the brazier, the temperature in the room gradually rose, and Nandao felt better.

It's mostly from the shock of the day.

How did this door lead to the main street of Nanyi City?

Nandao thought about it, but he still couldn't figure it out, and then picked up the scabbard given by the Taoist Li Shi.

Although Li Shi didn't say anything about the origin of this scabbard, judging from the previous remuneration he gave to the other three, it was obvious that this scabbard was not ordinary.

The sheath body is black, and there is no trace of light on it when the fire shines on it, there is no texture, just a rough sheath, which is a little soft to the touch, but Nandao does not know what material it is made of. At the very top of the scabbard, there are two extremely vague words.

Nandao looked at it for a long time before he could tell that those two words were 'walking horses'.

What does that mean?

Nandao frowned and studied for a long time, but he was still a little unclear.

After thinking about it for a long time, Nandao was a little sleepy, so he inserted the sword given by Qiu Xi'er into the scabbard and placed it at the head of the bed. Then he extinguished the brazier with ashes, opened the window a little, and lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

The sword lay quietly at the head of the bed, and seemed to have no movement.

When I woke up the next day, it was still early in the morning, and it was cloudy outside the window, and there was not much white left, except for the scattered snow in the corner.

Nandao yawned and sat up on the edge of the bed, looking inward at Shenhai as usual.

There is nothing unusual there, the sword intent and the peach blossoms are safe, and the five thousand words of the green cow are also quietly absorbing those heaven and earth vitality.

Nan Dao picked up the scabbard on the side again, pulled out the sword, held it horizontally on his knees, and began to look for the idea in his divine sea according to Qiu Xi'er's instructions and the introduction to the kendo yesterday.

His sword intent had not yet taken shape, and it was really difficult to find that little thought in the divine sea full of small cyclones.

Nandao searched for a long time, but he didn't find it, and even began to wonder if it was when that little sword intent seed was shattered by the sword intent on the peach blossom again.

Seeing that the hour was getting late, Nandao tied the scabbard around his waist, then took a broom from behind the door and began to go out to clean.

I went out a little late today, and there were already students who got up on the way, or some people who lived outside the Hanging Courtyard were walking into the courtyard along the path.

Some of the older ones greeted the sweeping South Island in a friendly way, and then hurried away along the trail.

And the younger ones, most of them were recruited in the previous spring, looking at Nandao, it was inevitable that they were a little weird, and they didn't say anything.

Nandao calmly swept the ground, not caring about these things, just muttering in his heart where his sword intent went.

On the way, I met Mr. Xie carrying some Taoist classics to teach, and the latter glanced at Nandao when he passed by, but stopped in surprise.

"Come here, South Island."

Nandao looked up at Mr. Xie, walked over with some confusion, and saluted with a broom.

"Is there something wrong with the sir?"

Mr. Xie looked at Nandao for a long time, and said slowly: "You look much better, have you started to practice?" ”

Nandao hesitated a little, originally wanting to say that he had already seen the mountain. But remembering Qiu Xi'er's advice, he swallowed it back and just said, "Yes, sir, I already feel the sense of qi." ”

Mr. Xie nodded with satisfaction, looked at Nan Dao and said with a smile: "In this way, it is indeed a good thing, you have to practice diligently, and strive to get through the three major cultivation pseudo-realms as soon as possible, maybe you can solve your problem." ”

Nandao scratched his head and smiled: "Thank you Mr. for your concern." ”

"It's okay, although you are not a student of the Hanging Academy, but you are also a member of the Hanging Academy...... By the way, what about Lao Mei? ”

Mr. Xie said, remembering something again, looked at Nandao and asked.

"Oh, he said there was something going on at home, so he probably won't be here these days."

Mr. Xie nodded, indicating that he understood, and said, "When he comes back, you will let him continue to come back and sweep the floor, and you will have some time to feel it." ”

"Well, that's not good."

Mr. Xie smiled and said, "It's okay, just say what I said, that's right, remember to tell him that you are about to embark on the path of cultivation, and be angry with him, hahahaha." ”

Nan Dao also smiled and said, "Mr. Xie and Mr. Mei have a really good relationship." ”

Mr. Xie just smiled, patted Nandao on the shoulder, and then rushed to Qingniuyuan.

Nandao continued to sweep the floor, then boiled hot water, mentioned the classrooms of the Mandarin Academy, poured it into the hot water kettle, and gently placed it at the door of the classrooms, and then listened for a short time at the door.

At the door of the classroom of the Wenhua Academy, there were actually many people listening, and Nandao was not abrupt standing there, but the umbrella was really eye-catching.

Nandao looked at it for a while, and then was tapped on the shoulder by a person.

"Dude, can you put this umbrella away, it's blocking my view."

Nandao turned around and saw a young man in his twenties standing behind him with some pen and paper, pointing to his umbrella and saying.

Nandao was a little embarrassed to step out of the way, said sorry, and then stood aside.

The man was not polite, said thank you, and stepped forward.

After looking at it for a while, the man turned his head, looked at Nandao and asked, "Are you here to listen too?" ”

Nandao shook his head, pointed to the thermos in his hand, and said, "I'm the concierge of the Hanging Courtyard, and I'm here to deliver hot water." ”

"Oh, I thought you were here to prepare for the spring exam."

Nandao was stunned and asked, "What is the spring exam?" ”

The man turned his head and looked inside, remembering some things, and said: "It's the Gale Spring Exam, you can participate in the autumn exam if you are on the list, and after the autumn test, someone will pick you up to Huaidu and participate in the Gale Capital exam." ”

"What is the Gale Test?"

The man turned his head, looked Nandao up and down for a long time, and said: "The gale capital test is to gather scholars from all over the world together, select some people, give them fame, and then you can become an official in the future." Don't you even know this? ”

Nandao nodded ashamedly and said, "I used to be in Nanke Town, outside the city, and I haven't been exposed to these things. ”

"That's right."

"Then why don't you participate in this year's spring recruitment?"

The young man scratched his head, a little embarrassed, and said, "I used to be a student of Wenhua Academy, but then I didn't pass the exam, so I went to work in the city. In the past few years, I heard that there is a shortage of officials on the Huangliang side, and it seems that some assessments will be relaxed, so I want to continue to try. ”

Nandao said, "I see, I thought that those people under His Majesty were all cultivators. ”

"That's not true, the officials in the Gale Dynasty are basically ordinary people, of course, if a cultivator wants to be an official, it is also possible, and now His Majesty heard that although he is a great demon who has lived for a thousand years, he is still very kind and tolerant to the world. Eh, what did you just say? ”

As he spoke, the young man ran to look at the notes of the man next to him.

Nandao didn't bother any longer, and returned the same way with a thermos.

It's just that when he was walking on the road, Nandao suddenly remembered what the gentlemen said to him, the world of culture.

Is that what it means?

After thinking about it for a while, Nandao went to the Wenhuayuan cafeteria to eat something, and then went to the library.

I first went to the small bamboo garden that Yunhu didn't know, but I didn't see anyone, so I should have gone to Qingniuyuan to preach. Nandao originally wanted to ask about Qingniu's five thousand words, but since he wasn't there, he had to talk about it next time.

Along the path through the bamboo forest into the library, there is a counter at the entrance, only a young man sitting, his face covered with a book dozing, there are not many people inside, only on some shelves can occasionally see one or two teenagers flipping through books, or just sitting and watching.

This is the first time that Nandao has come to the Hanging Courtyard Library, and I was a little confused for a while looking at the circle of bookshelves, standing in the aisle with an umbrella, not knowing what to see.

After standing for a while, the young man woke up, yawned and walked over with a book, stood behind Nandao and said, "What books do you want to read, literary classics, mathematical machines, or practice exercises, or something else?" ”

Nandao thought for a moment and said, "It should be something like cultivation." ”

The young man yawned and glanced at Nandao a few times, raised his hand to the back, and said, "Go there, the Daomen witch and the like are on the second floor, if you don't understand, you can come down to me with a book." ”

Nan Dao looked at the young man strangely and said, "Can you explain it?" ”

The young man waved his hand and said, "I won't, but you can make me happy." ”

“......”

When the young man had finished speaking, he returned to the door, and sat down and continued to sleep.

Nandao went up to the second floor, and the layout of the second floor was similar to that of the first floor, with a circle of bookshelves filled with various classics. What "Tianya Sword Sect Sword Intent Foundation", "Lingnan Sword Sect Exercise Overview" and the like.

Tianya Sword Sect, Nandao has never heard of it, it is estimated that it is also a small sword sect in the Lingnan Mountains, Nandao picked it up, opened it and looked at it, and then put it back. Continue to search through the circle of bookshelves.

Nandao looked at it for a long time, only to find that in fact, the books here look very messy, in fact, they are all classified, for example, on the outermost large circle of bookshelves, there are often books from some small sects, and when you go to the inner circle, you can see some slightly heard names. Approaching the second circle inside, Nandao saw the name of the Human Sword Sect.

It's just that the name of that book is a bit odd.

"Peach Blossom Aesthetics".

Nandao picked it up strangely and looked at it for a while, and found that it was really just talking about peach blossoms, and even how to plant them, you call this practice?

Glancing at the name, the author, Cong Zhong laughed.

Oh, it turned out to be the former sect master of the Human Sword Sect, that's fine.

Nandao stuffed the book back.

continued to watch, and then he caught a glimpse of "The First Solution of the Cause and Effect Sword", and this time he looked at the name, Cong Blade.

Nan Dao looked at this book, but he was a little shocked, the Hanging Courtyard really put out the peerless learning of the Human Sword Sect?

But thinking about it, the original of the secret book "Five Thousand Words of the Green Ox" in Hanguguan is in the courtyard, and it doesn't seem to be very outrageous.

Nandao took out the book "The First Solution of the Causal Sword", flipped through it, and found that this thing was useless to read, the causal sword involves the way of Buddhist cultivation, and the Ami Temple in Luming in the West has disappeared in the world for nearly a thousand years, and now the world will practice Buddhism, only Cong Blade and Kamigawa remain.

It's a pity to discard it.

Nandao put it back anyway.

Nandao looked at the second floor for a long time, and still didn't have any clue.

Could it be that Cong Blade really didn't say that to himself at the beginning?

Nandao fell into deep thought.

Then he looked at the third-floor staircase that the young man hadn't mentioned.