Lu Xiaoxiao didn't pay attention to the movement behind him, and was still digging the grave.

Lingnan sword cultivation has always had an inexplicable sense of responsibility.

For example, Nandao was brought back by Lu Xiaoxiao from the Nanyi River, so she has the responsibility to bury him.

So when I saw Wu Dalong digging there before, I was very angry.

But he didn't really beat him, he just buried his head in the grave.

Wu Dalong, who was on the side, raised his hand to wipe his sweat, subconsciously glanced to the side, and then was stunned.

Lu Xiaoxiao Shangzi muttered to himself there: "Senior brother, junior brother, don't worry, I will dig the best grave for you, and I guarantee that others will drool with envy when they see it in the future." ”

Wu Dalong stabbed Lu Xiaoxiao.

"What are you doing!"

Lu Xiaoxiao ignored him.

Wu Dalong thought to himself, I also want to know what I'm doing, is there a hallucination, how can I bring Nandao, who has been lying down for months without any breath after returning to Lingnan, but at this time he suddenly sat up on the edge of the cliff with an umbrella?

"Stop digging." Wu Dalong said a little sluggishly.

Lu Xiaoxiao kicked him to the ground.

"I told you to dig a grave and grind and chirp, but I didn't let you ...... yourself"

Lu Xiaoxiao was also stunned, and said the last two words very slowly.

"Buried."

Nandao held an umbrella and placed his two swords beside him, looking at the two of them speechlessly.

Lu Xiaoxiao stood with the hoe in his hand for a long time, then suddenly reacted, looked at Wu Dalong on the side, and kicked him into the dug grave again.

"Senior brother." Lu Xiaoxiao pondered the wording, "Actually, this is the thing, Wu Dalong's brain pumped today, and he said that he wanted to try what it was like to be buried, so he dug this grave, definitely not to bury you!" ”

"Oh. I believe it. Nandao nodded, looking at the plank lying next to the dug grave.

Lu Xiaoxiao kicked the wooden board into the grave again, and did not forget to dig two hoes of soil to bury it.

Nandao was silent for a while, and did not dwell on this matter, after all, he was not deaf, turned his head to look at the green mountains beyond the cliff, and said slowly: "This is Fengqiling?" ”

Lu Xiaoxiao subconsciously put the hoe behind him, but soon realized that it was not a sword, so he took it down again, threw it aside, stepped forward, and said, "Yes." ”

Then she looked at Nandao, who was silent on the side, hesitated a little, and said, "Senior brother wants to leave?" ”

Nandao looked back at this woman's sword cultivator, but when Lu Xiaoxiao didn't carry the sword, he really didn't look like a sword cultivator.

Nandao looked at it for a long time, then laughed and said, "Senior sister, do you remember the last conversation by the Nanyi River?" ”

Lu Xiaoxiao chuckled softly and said, "Of course I remember." ”

Good dreams come true.

When Nandao fell, he actually saw Lu Xiaoxiao, who came from the long street far away.

So a lot of things, it's not hard to guess.

While the two were still laughing, Wu Dalong seemed to understand something, struggled out of the grave, and said, "It's our Tianya Sword Sect that came first!" ”

Lu Xiaoxiao kicked again.

Wu Dalong shrank aggrievedly in the grave.

"Obviously I came first....."

Nan Dao looked back at Wu Dalong, who was holding the plank in the grave, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, it's early." ”

Actually, it's afternoon.

Above the cliff, there are countless clouds floating in the red light of autumn.

But it doesn't matter when.

The important thing is the senior brother.

Wu Dalong threw the plank in excitement, crawled out of the grave, looked at Nandao with a smile and said, "Senior brother is also early." ”

Nan Dao picked up his sword from the side, looked around, and asked curiously, "Where should we go back?" ”

It's just that they didn't expect that as soon as this sentence came out, Wu Dalong and Lu Xiaoxiao were embarrassed and silent.

Nandao looked at them strangely.

After a long time, Lu Xiaoxiao spoke: "Well, junior brother may not be able to go back now." ”

"What's wrong?"

"Four Broken Sword Cheng Lu is waiting at the mountain gate."

Nan Dao looked at the two of them with a confused expression.

Only then did the two of them tell them something that had happened before.

Including at the beginning, how did the Tianya Sword Sect coax Cheng Lu to drink, and broke his hand.

It was not until later that it is today.

Maybe I stayed in Nanyi City for a long time, and I remembered the beating I received at the Grinding Sword Cliff, and I was still indignant.

Cheng Lu inexplicably went to Lingnan again, and sat at the gate of the Tianya Sword Sect and scolded his mother.

Although the Lingnan Sword Sect cannot be said to be monolithic, it is still unanimous with the outside world after all.

So when someone saw Cheng Lu going up the mountain, he told the news to the Tianya Sword Sect.

So Lu Xiaoxiao and Wu Dalong were worried that the matter would be exposed, so they secretly carried Nandao's body to this cliff early in the morning.

It's just that I don't know why, Lu Xiaoxiao's head suddenly twitched, thinking that Nandao might really be dead, so he instigated Wu Dalong to go back and prepare some things, planning to bury Nandao.

In this way, even if Cheng Lu asked, they could confidently say that Cheng Lu was fabricated out of thin air.

It's a pure and innocent thing.

It's just that I didn't expect that it was a coincidence that when the two were still digging graves, Nandao just woke up.

“......”

Nandao only knew that Lu Xiaoxiao wanted to bring himself back to the Lingnan Sword Sect.

But he didn't expect them to be so bold, and even the four breaking swords of the Liuyun Sword Sect, Cheng Lu, put them together.

Maybe they really couldn't accept the mediocrity of the Lingnan Sword Sect for so many years.

But the matter had come to this, and the three of them couldn't go back, so they sat down on the edge of the cliff and watched the sun set.

Nandao sat quietly, holding an umbrella, facing the precipice glow, as if he was contemplative, as if he was not thinking about anything, but just resting quietly.

So Lu Xiaoxiao and Wu Dalong also sat aside and did not speak.

After a long time, Nandao turned his head to look at Lu Xiaoxiao and said softly, "Senior sister." ”

Lu Xiaoxiao leaned over very diligently and said, "What's wrong with junior brother?" ”

"Nanyi City...... What happened later? ”

Lu Xiaoxiao sat back with some disappointment, thought about it, and said: "After I came back to the mountain, I stayed to recuperate, so I don't know exactly what it is." ”

After all, he must still know something, so Nandao didn't speak, and turned his head to look at this thirty-year-old senior sister quietly.

"After that day, Master Zhang... Small fish.... Well...... After leaving Nanyi City, I heard that I had returned to the north. Lu Xiaoxiao said while looking at Nandao's face, the latter's expression was calm, Lu Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief and continued.

"Dean Qingxiang also made a move, but the most important thing was Senior Brother Huaifeng of the Sword Sect who inspired the Tonggui Monument. So inspired a sword left by His Majesty. Maybe it was killing a big guy on the other side, but we don't know who it was. In short, after that, the people of Huangliang did not retreat, and after a few days of fighting to the death in Nanyi City, they all died outside Nanyi City. ”

Lu Xiaoxiao said while reminiscing.

"On the last day, Nanyi City was actually almost unfortunate, and at that time, Senior Brother Huaifeng should have entered the Great Dao, and I saw the sword that pulled down the curtain of this war on the mountain."

Lu Xiao fell silent when he got here.

Wu Dalong, who had been silent on the side, took over the conversation and said slowly: "Lingnan Sword Cultivation has returned almost 10,000 people. ”

Nandao turned his head and looked at Wu Dalong in a daze, but the latter touched his head and said with a smile: "Actually, it's all the same, Lingnan Sword Cultivation always has to go to Nanyi City." Because if they don't go to Nanyi City, the city will be broken, and Fengqi Ridge, as a mountain range that spans the north and south of Huai'an, will definitely come here. ”

"Actually, it's not necessarily really seventy thousand sword cultivators who died." Lu Xiaoxiao said with a smile, "Maybe there are many people who see that Nanyi City is so good, so naturally they don't want to go back to this mountain, you see, there is a prosperous world, there are bright lights, there are mighty rivers, and there are laughter and noise, if it were me, I probably wouldn't want to come back." ”

Nandao was silent for a while, and then followed Lu Xiao's words: "It may indeed be like this." ”

War is naturally brutal.

But the South Island could not say such a thing.

Because in this war.

In fact, the one who kills the most is him, a teenager who is like an outsider throughout the story.

Zebian has an umbrella, a snowstorm, and ten miles of sword intent.

Many people died in the wind and snow before they set foot on the land of Huai'an.

Nandao turned to look south.

The cliff wasn't too high, so the green hills were heavily hidden, and he couldn't see the ancient city that had stood north of Daze for thousands of years.

So probably I won't see the kind of scenery that Lu Xiaoxiao said that he was reluctant to leave.

"And then? Is the world too peaceful? ”

"Peace in the world?" Lu Xiaoxiao laughed and said, "How can the world be so peaceful? After that war, many wandering swordsmen went to Nanyi City, saying that they were going to Daze to teach the southerners a lesson. But in fact, they are just talking, everyone knows that the place of the Witch and Ghost God Cult seems to be about to return to the human world, so naturally they don't really want to go to that ancient land to meet and break the blood. So after eating and drinking in Nanyi City for a month, he left there. ”

"Hearing what Senior Sister said, it doesn't seem to be a big deal."

"Because big things happened in Huangliang." Lu Xiaoxiao tilted his head and thought, but Jian Xiu, who was already thirty years old, might not be able to make that kind of little daughter posture.

"I heard that some of their sword cultivators who came and went to Nanyi City said that it seemed that the goddess appeared in the Huangliang Fake Capital, so the Huangliang land was completely out of the control of Huaidu, and His Majesty stayed in Huangliang to accompany the emperor to re-establish the temple, I heard that on January 15 next year, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi will be re-sacrificed and the ancient Chu will be rebuilt? I don't know a little too much, after all, it's separated by Daze, and no one knows what's going on over there? ”

Nandao was silent for a while, and said, "Your Majesty doesn't care?" ”

Wu Dalong said slowly: "Your Majesty has disappeared for a long time. ”

Where Shenhe went, even Cong Blade didn't know, let alone a little sword cultivator like them who was mixed up in Lingnan.

"So later, Huaidu transferred all the southern armor to Nanyi City, and now the surrounding area of Nanyi City, among the ten miles of green mountains, is full of human troops. It's a pity that after that battle, after those sword cultivators left, the entire Daze green mountains were covered with miasma, and the army couldn't pass through at all, otherwise those southern armies should have appeared in Huangliang by now. ”

Nan Dao said softly: "Isn't the cultivation world over? ”

Lu Xiaoxiao shook his head and said, "The human cultivation world has only been down twice. That was thousands of years ago. Although I don't know much about some things, I also know that if this world really makes trouble in the Huai'an cultivation world, it can really only be a catastrophe, such as the war between the two clans a thousand years ago, and the world recovered after a thousand years of calming down. ”

The cultivation world here naturally refers to the Three Swords and Three Views or the birth of some of the cultivation places in their lower levels, not just some small sword cultivators wandering to Nanyi City.

Of course, maybe Mojian Cliff will really not re-enter the world from now on.

Just like the Hanya view, it slowly disappears into human history.

Maybe it's really that there are talented people from generation to generation, each leading the way for a thousand years.

Nandao was still quietly looking south.

Lu Xiaoxiao turned his head to look at Nandao and said softly, "Senior brother, do you want to go back and have a look?" ”

Wu Dalong smiled on the side and said, "If the junior brother really wants to go to Nanyi City, we can also move to Nanyi City together with the whole sect, just like the Sword Sect in the world, become bigger and stronger, and create brilliance!" ”

"......" Nandao was silent, then shook his head and said with a smile, "It's just to see, there's no need to go back." ”

His friends may have all left.

There may only be one demon rat in the city.

And what he is looking at may not really be Nanyi City.

Maybe it's just trying to find some town that has mysteriously disappeared.

Although not far from the bottom of Fengqi Ridge is Nanyi City.

But leaving naturally does not mean going to a far place, even if it is a mile apart, but never going back in your life, it is also leaving.

Lu Xiaoxiao and Wu Dalong both breathed a sigh of relief.

Nan Dao looked around at the boundless and quiet cascading green mountains, and then said slowly, "Why don't you see other sword cultivators in the mountains?" ”

After Nandao finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong, after all, the entire Lingnan had 80,000 sword cultivators who had gone down the mountain, and in the end only less than 10,000 people came back, and it was normal to be more peaceful.

Lu Xiaoxiao said very proudly: "Because here are the mountains of the Tianya Sword Sect and the Little White Sword Sect. ”

“？” Nandao turned his head in shock, and then saw Lu Xiaoxiao continue: "Senior brother, although we Lingnan people can't cultivate swords, there are not many others, just a big place. You must know that Fengqiling is known as a place that stretches north and south of Huai'an, if there were not too few people, we would not only call Lingnan Sword Sect. ”

In the past, Lingnan 80,000 sword cultivators were still considered to be few.

Nandao didn't know what to say for a while.

Lu Xiaoxiao was serious, and patted Nandao's shoulder very sincerely.

"Senior brother."

"Huh?"

"The hope of the Lingnan Sword Sect is all on you alone!"

"Doesn't that mean that as long as I stay here for a while, I'll be a teenager?"

Lu Xiaoxiao said confidently: "After all, you have come here, you have to be greedy." ”

"......" Nandao stood up silently under the sunset with a sword and an umbrella, looked at the two people sitting on the edge of the cliff, and said slowly, "Then what should I do?" ”

"Practice!" Lu Xiaoxiao clenched his fists and sank down. "Until the world dares not ask about your sword."

"What is it that people in the world dare not ask about my sword?"

"It's just that you see, Cheng Lu, who may still be cursing people at the mountain gate of the Tianya Sword Sect now, everyone knows that he is the Four Broken Sword. But does anyone know what kind of sword his master Chen Yunxi is? ”

"I don't know."

"Because no one dares to ask, if you ask, you will die, and the Sword Sect is famous for not being light or heavy."

"Then why does the world know that the Sect Master of the Cong Blade is the Causal Sword?"

Lu Xiaoxiao was also stunned, and looked at Wu Dalong on the side, "Why?" ”

Wu Dalong looked confused.

"I don't want to!"

The three people on the cliff naturally didn't know that the blade was called the causal sword.

It was asked by Bai Fengyu, the former generation of Qingtian Dao, in the second half of his life.

The clouds on the horizon are melting towards the bottom of the mountain, until the peaks of the mountains are boundless and splendid.

"How long will Cheng Lu stay?" Nandao didn't bother with that question anymore, looked at Lu Xiaoxiao and asked.

Lu Xiaoxiao frowned and said, "I don't know, maybe I'll leave when I'm tired of scolding." ”

Wu Dalong opened his mouth, and wanted to say that he would go back and take a look, but he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure in a short black coat walking towards this side with a sword on the mountain road not far away, but his expression changed.

"There's an inner ghost, stop trading."

Wu Dalong said hurriedly, pulling Lu Xiaoxiao to run.

Nandao turned his head in confusion, and then saw the four-broken sword Cheng Lu who had a relationship with him in the preaching floor of the Hanging Courtyard.

Nandao stayed quietly on the cliff with an umbrella, looking at Cheng Lu's short hair parting to both sides.

But he couldn't help but sigh.

It's really dark.

Of course, he just lamented that his hair was black and thick.

Cheng Lu walked to the top of the cliff with his sword, glanced at the grave on the side, and picked up the wooden board from there, looked at Nandao with a strange expression, and then threw it in, carrying his sword behind him.

Although the people of the Liuyun Sword Sect like to carry a sword around their waists.

But that is only an outer disciple with a relatively low realm, and it is difficult to unsheath the sword behind his back, so it is just an impression left on the world.

The realm is a little higher, so naturally he still carries the sword on his back, and then he snorts and starts with his sheath.

Handsome, handsome.

Cheng Lu put the sword on his back, walked to Nandao's side, looked around, saw the two people running away on the mountain road, and sneered: "These two bad calves are running very fast." ”

Cheng Lu naturally wouldn't be polite when he spoke.

It was because of these people from the Lingnan Sword Sect that he broke his hand while drinking, and he ran to the Sword Grinding Cliff to be beaten by Qiu Xi'er.

Anyone else will be angry.

"Senior brother and sister should not be bad people." Nandao was silent for a while, looked at Cheng Lu under the umbrella and said.

Cheng Lu turned his head and looked at Nandao, but he didn't say anything, just looked back and forth at Nandao for a long time, and then asked very strangely: "Do you really plan to stay in a place like Lingnan Sword Sect?" ”

Nan Dao said softly, "Otherwise, I will go to the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect?" ”

"Ah, don't be so polite, you'd better stay away from us, thank you." Cheng Lu said very sincerely.

When Nandao abandoned the umbrella in Daze that day, Cheng Lu had actually rushed back from Mojian Cliff.

Cheng Lu played to the limit, he didn't want to see such a snowstorm and sword light appear in the Liuyun Mountain Range.

It was also at that time that he understood why Uncle Cong Blade refused to let Nandao stay in the Human Sword Sect even after being killed.

It's a unstable bomb, whoever stays is finished.

It's just that these whimsical people in Lingnan who don't understand anything want to do this kind of thing.

Cheng Lu looked at the two people who had run away in the mountain road, and he was really sincere in saving them.

Forget it.

Cheng Lu didn't think about these things, looked back at Nandao, and said, "This is your own decision?" ”

Nandao was silent for a while, nodded and said, "Yes." ”

"Okay."

Where Nandao is going, Cheng Lu will naturally not be reluctant, and it has nothing to do with the two of them.

"But if you ask about it in the future, you must remember that this matter has nothing to do with me."

Cheng Lu shrugged his shoulders and said.

"I don't want to be like some people, stupid and thrown off a cliff with a broken leg."