When Nan Dao came to Jing Si Lake, Qiu Xi'er was already by the lake, looking down at the white flowers floating in the lake, Nan Dao walked behind her without noticing.

"What is the gentleman looking at?"

Nandao stood behind him, smelling the faint fragrance, and asked softly.

Qiu Xi'er was awakened, turned her head to look at Nandao, and said calmly, "It's nothing. Has your sword intent been cultivated? ”

Nan Dao took the sword from his waist with some shame and said, "Not yet, Mr. Yunhu's book says that he will go to the Divine Sea to find the sword intent seed, but I haven't found it." ”

Qiu Xi'er listened calmly, and didn't blame anything, just said: "The sword intent is naturally not so easy to cultivate, if you haven't found it after a long time, you can try to sharpen the sword more." ”

"Sharpen your sword?"

Nandao pulled the ugly sword from its sheath, tilted his head to look at it, and said to himself, "It seems that it really needs to be sharpened." ”

Qiu Xi'er took the sword from Nandao's hand and said calmly: "The sword is not in the form, but in the meaning. I want you to sharpen your sword, not to make it look better. ”

"Why is that?"

"Sharpening the sword is to calm the mind, many years ago, when the people of the Liuyun Sword Sect went out to kill, they would sharpen their swords under the eaves, one is to make the sword sharper, and the other is to be firm in their hearts. When he sharpened his sword under the eaves all night, he would know in his heart that this person had to be killed, so the sword intent took shape. ”

Qiu Xi'er said as she looked at the sword in her hand.

"Many years ago, when the Grinding Sword Cliff was still called the Ten Year Sword Sect, it was famous for sharpening swords. Ten years of sharpening a sword can be called a frost blade. ”

Nandao understood and said, "Start grinding now?" ”

Qiu Xi'er shook her head and said, "Today I want to teach you some swordsmanship. ”

"Will you teach it today?"

Nandao was still asking, and the autumn water that sank into the lake broke through the lake and stuck diagonally in front of Nandao with a chill.

"Teach today." Qiu Xi'er looked at Nandao and said. "Pick up the sword."

Nandao hesitated for a moment, raised his hand and held the sword, and a chill hit him when he started his hand, and when he looked down, the sword intent deposited in him condensed like frost, turning into chains, locking Nandao's right hand.

"This is for fear that you won't be able to hold the sword and come out of your hand."

Qiu Xi'er explained.

Nandao raised his hand, and the autumn water was held in his hand, flowing with a cold light in the afternoon sun.

Translucent.

The famous sword in the world, the sword of the contemporary sword grinding cliff and the cliff master, although it is not as good as the sword grinding sword cliff town cliff double sword spirit platform and square inch, but in this whole world, there are few better swords than this.

The only pity is that the sword is about to break.

Nandao is very curious about what happened to such a sword to get to this point.

"This was broken by the previous sect master of the Human Sword Sect." Qiu Xi'er seemed to know what Nandao was thinking, and stood there and said calmly. "But don't worry, with your current strength, you won't be able to break the stone for ten years."

Nandao was relieved, he was worried that if he accidentally broke it, he couldn't afford to pay for it. Nandao held the sword, looked at Qiu Xi'er, and said, "Sir, please." ”

Qiu Xi'er stood on the shore of the lake with a long sword, looked at the lake and said, "Teach you a fast sword in the world today." ”

"How is a quick sword?"

Before Nandao's words fell, he looked at the tip of the sword in front of him in shock.

Qiu Xi'er was still standing by the lake, but a second Qiu Xi'er appeared in front of him, his eyes were cold, and the long sword in his hand was against his throat.

"This is the fast sword of the world." Qiu Xi'er stood by the lake with a sword and said calmly.

It wasn't until this sentence came out that the autumn stream in front of Nandao slowly dispersed.

There was a white magnolia on the ground, and it was cut in half.

Nandao said ashamedly: "I didn't understand, Mr. can ..... again"

Another sword came in front of me.

Nandao clearly saw the crack on the blade.

It's just the beginning.

Qiu Xi'er put the sword back, raised it in front of her eyes, and looked at it for a long time, a piece of white magnolia fell on the blade, but it began to burn.

"There's really nothing else special." Qiu Xi'er looked at the white flowers that burned to ashes on the blade of the sword.

"It's just fast."

"Quick?"

Nandao looked down at the autumn water in his hand, raised his hand and stabbed out with a sword, stabbing a piece of falling magnolia flowers.

Qiu Xi'er looked at Nandao calmly and said, "That's right. The fast sword in the world is the simplest direct stab, abandoning all swordsmanship and sword intent, removing all superfluous body movements, concentrating the essence and energy of the whole body on one point, and then stabbing out. ”

Nandao shook off the magnolia flower on the tip of the sword, and said suspiciously, "But it looks more like the swordsmanship of the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect. ”

"Yes, the fast sword in the world is a swordsmanship with the retro sword school as the core."

"Then why is it the sword technique of Sharpening Sword Cliff?"

Qiu Xi'er said calmly: "Because no one in the world can be faster than the sword of the Sword Sharpening Cliff. ”

There is no one stronger than the sword intent of the Grinding Sword Cliff.

Nan Dao seemed to understand something, and said: "So this sword, there is no Dao method, and there is no sword technique, just the pursuit of the ultimate fast?" ”

Qiu Xi'er said lightly: "Of course not, the fast sword in the world is just the beginning of the sword sharpening cliff swordsmanship." Not only the fastest sword, but also the fastest sword intent. If you want to go up the Sword Cliff, you must learn this sword. ”

"What if you can't learn?"

"Then you can only go to the East China Sea to climb the sword ladder in person, three thousand six hundred and fifty zhang, and within three years of cultivation, you can get started by crossing the white clothes."

"Hard?"

Qiu Xi'er said calmly: "If it is not difficult, how can the Grinding Sword Cliff be called the head of the Sword Sect in the world?" ”

Nandao didn't speak again, raised his hand, and stabbed out the sword of Qiu Shui in his hand.

There was a faint sound of swords in the air.

Qiu Xi'er said calmly: "It's too slow. ”

Then he took the sword forward and stabbed it out.

Before the sound came out, the sword arrived first, and the white magnolia fell in the forest, and there was heavy snow on the lakeside.

Nandao watched this scene in a daze, but Qiu Xi'er just calmly pulled the sword flower and shook off the burning magnolia flower on the sword.

"Why do flowers burn when they fall on the sword?"

"Because this sword is too fast, this sword is just mortal iron, the friction is heating up, and the material inside is burning."

Qiu Xi'er raised her hand and stroked the blade of the sword, but the long sword fell softly.

"For a sword cultivator, there has never been any innate divine weapon. Only the sword that accompanies him all his life can burn out the impurities in the thousands of sword strikes and become a famous sword in the world. Qiu Xi'er handed the sword that was burning inside to Nandao.

"Carve a name for it."

Nandao finally understood why Qiu Xi'er took the autumn water out of the lake.

Not for him to practice swords.

Rather, it was to engrave words on their own swords.

Engraved with a famous sword, he will naturally dare not live up to it in the future.

Nandao was silent for a long time, then lifted his sword and carved two words on it.

Peach blossom.

"Let's call it Peach Blossom."

Nan Dao said softly, and then the Qiu Shui sword intent in his hand faded, and flew into Qiu Xi'er's hand on his own, and Nan Dao took over the peach blossom sword that still looked ugly.

The temperature of the sword body was dissipating, and it became hard again.

Nandao held the hilt of the sword, rested the blade on the crook of his left arm, and kept looking at it.

Then he looked up at Qiu Xi'er, who was wiping the condensed water vapor on the Qiu Shui Sword.

"What is the name of the sir's sword?"

Qiu Xi'er threw the autumn water in her hand into the lake and said calmly: "Hometown." ”

Hometown?

Nandao looked at Qiu Xi'er and always felt that the name contained a deep meaning, but the latter just stood calmly by the lake.

Nandao then thought of the hometown of Peach Blossom again.

Peach blossom hometown.

"Sir's sword name is very good." Nandao praised.

Qiu Xi'er glanced back at him, returned to the corridor, picked up an open scroll and looked at it.

Nandao didn't bother, standing under the magnolia trees that kept falling white flowers, and began to draw his sword.

After practicing all afternoon, it wasn't until late in the evening that Qiu Xi'er got up to leave, Nan Dao remembered something, followed Qiu Xi'er, and asked, "What is the place of Mojian Cliff?" ”

Qiu Xi'er stopped under the tree, looked at Nandao, and said, "The world says that the East China Sea is a high cliff, what do you think it looks like?" ”

"Is there a sea of clouds?"

"Yes."

"There's a big lake beyond the cliff?"

Qiu Xi'er glanced at Nandao and walked towards the outside of Jingsi Lake.

"No, if your common sense is not very good, you can go to Wenhua Academy to listen to more lectures."

Nandao stood there with a blank expression.

What does that mean?

After thinking about it, he also walked out.

In fact, he just suddenly remembered those things this morning.

The cliff was so weird that it reminded him of the place of the Grinding Sword Cliff.

But judging from Qiu Xi'er's reaction, it was clear that it was not the Grinding Sword Cliff.

So, where is that place?

How did you get in?

Is it really just a pipe dream?

Nandao pondered and walked on the apricot blossom trail.

Then it crashed into a person.

When I looked up, it turned out to be Yun Hu who didn't know.

"Mr. Yunhu, why are you here?" Nandao saluted.

Yun Hu didn't know how to smile and said, "I was lecturing just now, and I just wanted to go to you, but I didn't expect to meet here." ”

"Sir, is there something wrong with me?"

Yun Hu didn't know how to take off the wine jug tied around his waist, handed it to Nandao, and said hesitantly: "This is the wine jug that your father sent you, saying that he wants you.... Practice well ....."

Nandao took the wine jug, opened the lid and saw that there were only two peach blossoms left in it, raised his head and looked at Yun Hu suspiciously, and said, "Mr. won't secretly drink my wine." ”

Yun Hu covered his face in pain, and said embarrassedly: "I don't drink, it's just that there is alcohol in it, but it's ......."

"But what?"

Yun Hu sighed and said, "This was brought back by Dean Qingxiang, but it was accidentally drunk by Dean Qingxiang." ”

“......”

Nan Dao held the sword in his hand and said with a smile: "It's okay, but can Mr. tell me where the dean is now?" The dean went out of his way to bring me a flask, and I wanted to thank him in person. ”

“...... Nandao, don't be impulsive, the dean is a big demon in the world, and you have just entered the Tao....."

Nandao gritted his teeth and said: "It's okay, I really just want to thank him in person, I plan to recognize him as a father-in-law, what does Mr. think?" ”

Yun Hu smiled awkwardly.

......

Qing Xiang sat at the window of a tavern in Nanyi City drinking wine, and inexplicably felt a little flustered and shivered.

"Cong Blade, this bastard, are you thinking about how to harm me again?"

The more Qing Xiang thought about it, the more angry he became, and after drinking the wine, he went to the Human Sword Sect.