I don't know how long the rain will stop.

Nandao stopped at the foot of the green mountains with an umbrella and a sword.

Hua Wuxi was not far behind him, calmly watching the figure of Nandao stopping in the mountain rain.

"Further on is Daze."

Hua Wuxi said calmly, as if she had forgotten the pain on the mountain road before.

Nandao was silent for a while, and said softly, "It's been so far away." ”

Hua Wuxi's gaze crossed those mountain rains and fell to the Daze taro sea in the distance.

"The River Styx is still far away."

Nandao looked back at Hua Wuxi, this figure who came in the rain all the way was very calm in the rain, and Nandao just looked at him and didn't say anything.

"What are you looking at?"

Nandao turned around and walked on the muddy road with his sword in hand.

"I'm wondering how far this is from Nanyi City."

Hua Wuxi said lightly: "It's so far that even if Zhang Xiaoyu really wants to save you, he can't catch up." ”

Nandao walked forward step by step, was silent for a while, and said, "So you were worried about this? ”

Hua Wuxi just stood there, quietly looking at the figure of the young man holding an umbrella slowly walking in the rain, and said: "There is still some sword intent left in this body, and he died in the hands of Zhang Xiaoyu, so I naturally have to be cautious." ”

Nandao laughed softly and said, "I thought you just wanted to relieve the anger of being chased by me for half of Nanyi City. ”

Hua Wuxi looked at Nandao with some curiosity and said, "Why can you still laugh?" ”

Nandao clutched his umbrella with his sword and walked slowly forward.

The sea of taro on the edge of Daze was already looming, and the blue-gray taro leaves were turning like a sea in the drizzle.

"Because it's not a sad thing." Nandao said softly.

After walking out of the mountain road that had rested for a while, the emotions of the two gradually calmed down.

So it sounds like a mountain rain meeting an old friend, taking a walk for a while, and also chatting.

"I've cried a lot." Nandao walked and talked very casually.

"In the Hanging Courtyard, because I was afraid of death, I stood on the bamboo forest path and watched Mr. Yunhu cry so much."

"Also in the Hanging Courtyard, when Mr. Mei's wife died because of some negligence, I also cried bitterly for a long time."

Minamijima whispered, smiling peacefully.

"Even before, before you stood at the corner of Dongcheng Street in Nanyi City and waited for me, before I walked out of that mountain forest, I cried."

"Those are very sad things."

"But it's not."

Hua Wuxi looked at the figure of Nandao calmly walking towards Zebe, but asked curiously, "Why?" ”

Nandao said softly: "Because the story with you is not worth my grief." ”

Nandao stopped, looked up at the rain, and at the umbrella, and finally his eyes fell on himself, on the lonely boy hiding under the umbrella.

"Or rather, I'm a mean person."

Nandao said calmly, "If there is nothing in my feelings, I will not be emotionally invested in it. ”

Do you love the world?

Do you love the world?

The answer to these questions is simple, yes or no.

If it was someone who had rejected everything from Daze and died in Nanyi City, it would be answered.

His answer was definitely an affirmative without any hesitation.

The South Island doesn't know.

He was alienated from an early age.

Even if you are angry, you are only angry with yourself.

"I think maybe I'm a good person. But I lacked the kind of dedication that a good person should have. Nandao whispered, looked back at Hua Wuxi, thought for a long time, and continued, "You know what? ”

This sentence is very inexplicable.

So Hua Wuxi frowned, not knowing what he was asking.

Hua Wuxi didn't speak, so Nandao muttered to herself.

"The stories are similar, so in fact, there are a lot of things hidden in my words, and if you are curious, you can find a lot of questions."

Hua Wuxi looked at Nandao quietly, and then said slowly: "I'm not curious, just like your umbrella, maybe there are some secrets hidden to be able to block a lot of things for you." ”

Hua Wuxi also walked towards the taro sea.

"Pain is something that needs to be repaid, and my emotions are richer than yours, and I am more painful than yours." Hua Wuxi said calmly, and there was the power of witches and ghosts surging around her.

"The wind that blew from Daze once fell on the soul of Hua Wuxi, and now it also falls on my soul."

Hua Wuxi felt the power of the surging witches around her.

Said calmly: "So I'm not curious, and I won't care." ”

Nandao didn't speak again, holding an umbrella and continuing to walk forward in the drizzle.

The two of them walked towards Daze one after the other.

It's close to the River Styx.

I can even see the tail of the River Styx hanging down in the hazy rain.

Nandao stopped at Zebian and turned his head to look at the tail of the River Styx in the distance.

"It's good to die here." Nan Dao said softly, "It's going to be too far away from the River Styx to float for a long time, and it's a blasphemy to be too close to the River Styx, and here and I heard that another autumn water in Nanchu should be the best place in the world." ”

"Yes."

Hua Wuxi stopped not far behind Nan Dao, and also glanced at the tail of the River Styx over there, which was different from the tail of Nan Chu called Qiushui.

This tail is called a tail.

The world may not be too lazy to name it, or it may have had a name, but it has been forgotten in the years.

"The place was well chosen." Hua Wuxi glanced over there, then turned around and walked towards the other side of Daze.

Nan Dao heard footsteps walking away behind him, and turned to look at Hua Wuxi curiously.

"You're leaving?"

Hua Wuxi walked hand in hand in the drizzle, and her wide robe flew along with the taro leaves in the drizzle and wind.

"I just think you're a very non-ceremonial person."

Hua Wuxi said as she walked.

"It's like killing me in Nanyi City. The alley was too crudely chosen, and the timing wasn't wonderful. That's why I said that you have picked this place very well, the world is miserable, the taro sea is surging, and in the middle of the line between heaven and earth, I am walking towards you at the other end. ”

Hua Wuxi looked at the sea of taro in front of him and said softly, "That's good." ”

But maybe it's not good enough, Hua Wuxi stood by the taro sea but tilted his head and continued to watch.

Nandao laughed softly, looked at the hesitant Hua Wuxi, and said, "Isn't this enough?" ”

Hua Wuxi said softly, "Yes." ”

Nandao held an umbrella and held a sword, looked back in the direction of Nanyi City, looked at it for a long time, and then said slowly: "Maybe you can walk into the taro sea." ”

"These taro leaves are so tall that they disappear as soon as you walk in, and you can usually see them turning to find other people's traces, but today there is wind and rain. Like you said, the wind and rain are miserable, and the taro sea is surging. Invisible to visible, perhaps more charming. ”

Hua Wuxi listened very carefully, was also thinking, and then walked towards the taro sea.

Nandao looked at Hua Wuxi's figure disappearing under the taro leaves, and then looked back at the direction of Nanyi City, looked quietly for a long time, and then also held an umbrella and opened the taro leaves, heading in a farther direction.

The two of them were submerged in the sea of taro.

It's like entering the sea.

Disappeared into the churning waves of those taro leaves.

......

Chen Huaifeng sat on the tomb mountain, but opened his eyes a little uneasy.

Turning his head to look in the direction of Yun Mengze, he sat in front of those thousands of tombstones and frowned for a long time.

And then the knee wolfberry sword..... Senior brother's sword turned into sword light and fell into the garden of the world.

There was a drowsy young man Hu Lu who was taken to the tomb mountain by the sword light, and Hu Lu, who was still immersed in a lazy and strong dream, opened his eyes and saw Chen Huaifeng, thinking that this was an auspicious omen, so he closed his eyes and turned around, yawned and said, "Senior brother, what are you doing early in the morning?" ”

Chen Huaifeng gave Hu Lu's head a moment, and then said: "There is something strange in the south, you go back and let Zhang Xiaoyu go to the city to have a look." ”

Hu Lu turned around at this time, looked at Chen Huaifeng under the monument and said, "That's the kind of thing you want to bring me from the Sword Sect?" Aren't you and Senior Brother Xiaoyu Gagaqiang? Can't you just look at me and I look at you, make eye contact, and then confess the matter? ”

Chen Huaifeng didn't knock Hu Lu's skull again, but he didn't talk nonsense with him anymore, he just let the senior brother's sword turn into sword light again and send the gourd back to the Sword Sect.

Then he continued to look in the direction of Yun Mengze.

The curtain of wind and rain in his arms is about to move.

.......

Hu Lu saw that he was back in the Sword Sect, sighed, yawned, and walked towards a pond with one side.

Cong Xin has returned to the treehouse.

In a pool of clear streams, only Zhang Xiaoyu sat there.

Before Hu Lu could speak, Zhang Xiaoyu had already opened his eyes, turned his head to look at him and said, "What does Senior Brother want you to do?" ”

When Hu Lu heard Zhang Xiaoyu's words, he thought, I just said that you must be able to look at me and I look at you, probably because I slept too soundly, and I was unhappy before I woke me up.

In his heart, Hu Lu still honestly told Zhang Xiaoyu what Chen Huaifeng said.

After listening to this, Zhang Xiaoyu looked to the south.

He recovered from his injuries in this sword intent stream, and most of the time he was in a state of convergence of his five senses, so he naturally didn't notice too much.

"That's all I said?"

Hu Lu nodded, then added, "I think he seems to be a little uneasy. ”

Zhang Xiaoyu said softly: "Because he knows better than many people what there may be in Dazeli." ”

When Hu Lu heard this, he didn't continue to doze off, looked at Zhang Xiaoyu and said, "Then what should I do?" ”

There was a sound of water in the clear stream, and those sword intents slowly fell silent, Zhang Xiaoyu stood up from the stream, covered his lips and coughed lightly twice, and said calmly: "I'll go and see first." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu walked out of a pool with an empty scabbard on his back.

The little boy Hu Lu stood under the peach tree, looking at Zhang Xiaoyu quite suspiciously, always feeling that he was a little weird.

Looking back at the stream for a long time, Hu Lu remembered.

Because Zhang Xiaoyu's posture is wrong.

He should have coughed openly and spat into the stream.

Could it be that even the mentality has changed?

Hulu stood in a pool and scratched his head.

......

Zhang Xiaoyu didn't care about what mess Xiao Hulu was thinking, and quickly came to the south of the city through the drizzle.

There are still a lot of Lingnan sword cultivators and the human army stationed together, vigilantly looking at the rain curtains in the south.

Mr. Ming Yuming, who came from the Hanging Temple, stayed on the castle for as long as Mr. Xie and Nandao said.

Hearing the sound of wind and rain behind him, he turned his head and saw Zhang Xiaoyu who came by stepping on the wind and rain.

Mr. Ming was not surprised by the change in the aura on Zhang Xiaoyu's body.

Last night, Nanyi City was full of red swords, and Mr. Ming naturally saw the whole process.

So seeing Zhang Xiaoyu appear in the city with a scabbard on his back, Mr. Ming just said a word.

"Got on the road?"

Zhang Xiaoyu nodded.

Then he stopped at the wall and looked at the green mountains in the middle of the great ze.

Mr. Ming stood beside Zhang Xiaoyu, looked at it for a long time, and said slowly: "You have become a lot more silent. ”

Zhang Xiaoyu retracted his gaze, quietly looked at his white clothes, and then said softly: "Maybe it's because I stand tall and have more things to think about, so naturally I can't walk in the world like before." ”

Mr. Ming stood quietly in the rain, and then asked a question that did not seem very appropriate.

"What kind of story is there between the Mountain and River View and the Sword Sect?"

The people of Nanyi City sometimes directly ignore the word human world before the Human Sword Sect, maybe because they are already in the human world and don't need to be overemphasized, maybe because around Fengqi Ridge, the Human Sword Sect is the most representative thing.

Therefore, this sentence is naturally not a matter between the Shanhe Temple and all the sword sects in the world.

It's just the view of mountains and rivers and the sword sect in the world.

This disciple of the Sword Sect from the view of mountains and rivers is the person who connects these unknown stories in the world.

Zhang Xiaoyu turned his head to look at Mr. Ming, and said with a soft smile: "There is no story, just an ordinary intersection, why did Mr. ask this question?" ”

Mr. Ming thought about the sky-high sword intent in Nanyi City last night that might have attracted a lot of attention from the world, sighed softly, and said, "I just think that if a person like you doesn't stay in the Sword Sect, it will be a great loss for the Sword Sect. ”

Zhang Xiaoyu turned his head, looked at the drizzle, and said slowly: "The Sword Sect has never lacked people with extreme talent. ”

Mr. Ming was silent for a while, perhaps remembering that in March, he was invited by a certain teenager, but the teenager refused on the grounds that the truth of the sword was great.

In today's world, the principle of natural sword cultivation is the greatest.

Therefore, the Sword Sect will indeed not lack people with extreme talent.

So Mr. Ming was silent for a long time, did not continue on these gossips, and turned his head to look at the vast green mountain community in Daze.

"The Crossing Array should have been repaired."

Mr. Ming said with a solemn expression.

"The follow-up of 500,000 soldiers and horses may come soon."

Zhang Xiaoyu looked at it quietly, in the middle of Daze, the green mountains are all barriers.

"Maybe it's already here." Zhang Xiaoyu said softly.

Mr. Ming turned his head and looked at Zhang Xiaoyu suspiciously.

Zhang Xiaoyu's aura was not strong, on the contrary, he was a little weak, although the sword intent in the thousands of red allowed him to break through the realm of the Great Dao.

But after all, in the battle of the upside-down Styx, he was seriously injured.

Therefore, it is natural for Mr. Ming to have doubts.

Zhang Xiaoyu naturally knew why Mr. Ming looked at him, so he continued: "Senior brother asked me to take a look, he sits very high, and there is a half-curtain wind and rain dao technique from Bai Fengyu in his arms, all the laws are connected, and his perception will be more keen." ”

Mr. Ming fell silent.

Zhang Xiaoyu sat down at the head of the city. With the empty scabbard on his back, he looked up at the drizzle and said softly: "But Nanyi City is naturally Nanyi City." ”

So no matter what comes, they don't really panic about anything.

......

There's a small town down the hill.

I heard that there is a very old wine shop inside, many years ago, because a certain senior brother loves to drink, so he brought him to the East China Sea, stayed at the bottom of the cliff, and has not left, passed down from generation to generation.

Cong Jian hugged the Fang Cun Sword, and remembered this incident as he passed outside the town, so he went into the town, and searched for a long time, until he saw the little wine shop in some almost forgotten corner, and then bought a pot of wine.

Although people were curious about the sword that the old man in white was sticking in his heart, they didn't panic, they just looked at it strangely.

It's really normal.

After all, this is the Grinding Sword Cliff.

Every day, people from all over the world come here, and when there are more people who come, there will naturally be any strange people.

For example, last time there was a short-haired kid with his hair parted to the sides.

The townspeople are no longer surprised.

Cong Jian will not care about the eyes of others, he has lived for a thousand years, and his face is naturally too old to pierce anything.

Holding the sword, he walked towards a certain high cliff, while carefully sipping the wine in the pot.

Just drank and frowned.

While looking at the wine in the pot, I doubted my life.

So was it because people loved to drink this kind of wine back then, or did it really change its taste?

Bush Blade didn't know either.

Although he is the most well-known sword of cause and effect in the world.

But he wouldn't know what such a thing would look like in the years.

Looking at the wine in his hand with a sad face, he didn't want to drink it anymore, but he felt that it was a bit wasteful, so when he walked out of the town, he put it on the stele of the town.

Cong Jian walked along the clear stream outside the town, towards the high cliff, and did not forget to look back at the wine jug on the stone tablet engraved with Donghai Town, and thought to himself - I just gave it to someone who is destined.

Thinking about it like this, Cong Blade's heart was much happier.

So in fact, in those biographies, the people who were given to them were actually getting things they didn't want?

Cong Blade felt that he had committed a terrible crime.

Shaking his head, he walked along the stream towards the high cliff that stood on the shore of the East China Sea.

After walking for a long time, Cong Blade finally stopped under the sword ladders that had submerged into the clouds on the high cliff facing the direction of the green mountains in the world.

The 3,650 zhang sword ladder of the East China Sea Sword Cliff is said to be miraculous by the world.

But in fact, it is just a mountain road that goes straight to the top of the cliff and is full of sword intent.

There are too many people who can't walk, and it becomes a very mysterious thing.

When Cong Blade was young, he also looked up like this.

It's still up and down.

But not for this sword ladder.

It's the people who left their sword intent on the sword ladder many years ago.

More than a thousand years have passed.

I still need to come here to suppress the sword intent in my body.

What was the Grinding Sword Cliff like back then?

Cong Blade stood under the sword ladder and tilted his head in thought.

Although the world always thinks that he is very old.

But for Cong Blade, he had always felt that he was born many years late.

It is best to be born fifty years early, and call Cong Zhong a brother and sister.

When Cong Blade thought like this, he couldn't help but look at the East China Sea beyond the high cliff.

Then, with a sorrow that he hadn't seen for many years, he stepped on the sword ladder.