Le Chaotian stood in the twilight at the mouth of the canyon, looking at the young man walking towards the canyon with a sword and an umbrella on his back, his eyes were clear, and he said with a smile: "Okay." ”

Then he took off the safs from his waist again, hung them on the maple tree at the mouth of the valley, and then fastened the cuffs of his trouser legs, and followed the south island towards the canyon.

The two made it all the way to the middle of the canyon.

The twilight flowed in from the end of the canyon, the clouds above the head sprinkled red light in the gaps of the canyon, and the mountain wind blew countless red maples flying.

Nan Dao took another ten steps forward before he stopped, raised his hand, and the peach blossom sword behind him was taken out of the sheath by the sword intent, and fell into his hand, looking at the blue-black sword with several gaps, Nan Dao suddenly felt very lazy, and said softly: "The first sword I learned was the sword that my husband taught me to wear flowers." ”

"Wearing a foil?" Le Chaotian looked at the fiery red fallen leaves in the gorge, and also drew his sword from behind.

Le Chaotian should indeed have never learned a sword, and he stumbled and stumbled, but he still bent forward and pulled it out, looking very clumsy, but Le Chaotian didn't feel embarrassed, and looked at Nandao with a smile and said, "I haven't learned a sword yet, so I let my senior brother smile." ”

"If the junior brother doesn't have sword intent yet, it's better to tie the sword around his waist on weekdays." Nandao is now very able to adapt to his status as a senior brother, and looked at Le Chaotian seriously and said.

Le Chaotian smiled and said, "Okay." ”

Then the young man untied the sheath behind him, put it aside, bowed to Nandao, and said, "Senior brother, please give me advice." ”

Nandao's eyes suddenly narrowed, and the sword wind around his body surged, rolling many fallen leaves in an instant, and he crossed the distance of ten or so steps and stopped in front of Le Chaotian.

The gorge is silent.

Le Chaotian looked at the blue and black sword that stopped between his eyebrows in a daze, not only came instantly, but also passed through dozens of fallen leaves.

"Senior brother's sword is so fast."

When Nandao heard this, he couldn't help but be in a trance, looking at the admiration in Le Chaotian's eyes in front of him.

Suddenly, I remembered the young man who picked up this sword on the shore of Jingsi Lake, but didn't wear a single flower.

It turned out that he had really come a long way in the path of sword cultivation.

Nandao lowered his sword, looked at the fallen leaves on the sword, and then laughed softly and said, "This is a very slow sword." ”

Le Chaotian raised the sword in his hand and looked back and forth, stretching forward and retracting.

"Then senior brother must have seen a faster sword, is it your husband's sword?"

Nandao lifted the sword again, and the blade of the sword slashed against the umbrella bone, and the sword roared away, so the fallen leaves slowly fell at his feet.

"Yes. That's true, the fastest sword in the world. Nandao said with a soft laugh.

Le Chaotian didn't ask who Mr. Nandao was, but just smiled strangely and said, "Senior brother's smile hides a secret. ”

Nandao suddenly turned around and said very firmly: "Senior brother is wrong. ”

"Haha."

Le Chaotian smiled happily in the back.

Nandao was a little embarrassed, so he didn't turn back, and after a long time, the laughter stopped, and Le Chaotian's very sincere voice came from behind him.

"So this sword can be taught?"

Nandao quietly looked at the sky outside the valley, and then said softly: "It should be teachable, not to mention, you call me senior brother, and I am embarrassed not to teach." ”

Nan Dao said, turned around, raised the peach blossom sword in his hand again, and thought about the things that Qiu Xi'er had done when he taught himself, so he stretched out his hand to Le Chaotian.

"What does Senior Brother want?" Le Chaotian asked a little puzzled.

"Give me your sword."

"Oh." Le Chaotian didn't ask why, turned the sword that Wu Dalong gave him upside down, and handed the hilt over.

It's very exquisite.

Nandao didn't say much, took the sword, left his peach blossom sword in place, stuck it in front of Le Chaotian, and then turned around and walked towards the other end of the canyon.

"Are we going to change our swords?"

Le Chaotian looked at the back of Nandao walking and asked.

"No, you wait here first."

Nandao naturally wanted Le Chaotian to engrave words on the sword.

It's just that his strength is not enough to make Le Chaotian's sword burn in such a short distance, so he has to go farther.

This kind of burning is naturally different from sword fire.

The sword fire is the heaven and earth vitality ignited by the sword intent, which is attached to the sword body.

And the burning of the sword comes from the collision and friction with this human world, which can only bring about the green fire.

Nandao held his sword and walked to the other end of the canyon, where he looked up and could pass through some mountain trails and see the cliff where he had almost buried himself.

Nandao looked at the cliff, then smiled, and turned with his sword in hand, facing the twilight that came through the canyon.

In the sea of gods, the vitality of heaven and earth and the sword intent surged together, all attached to the long sword in his hand, and then held the black umbrella, held the long sword, and the sword wind swept all over the gorge, and a sword passed through the canyon.

until he stopped in front of Le Chaotian.

Countless green flames leaped above that long sword.

The sword body seems to be a little soft, far less than the level of his own peach blossom sword.

But an engraving should be enough.

Nan Dao sent away the sword in his hand, held it with sword intent, and sent it to Le Chaotian, and said softly: "Senior brother can name his sword." ”

Le Chaotian raised his eyebrows, probably then he understood what Nandao was going to do, pulled out Nandao's peach blossom sword from the ground, looked at Nandao with a smile, and said, "What name should I take?" ”

Nan Dao looked at the sword and said, "It's good if my junior brother likes it, but it can't be too sloppy, such as some small flowers and grasses, maybe in the future, the world will know your name if you hold the sword and climb the clouds, so it always sounds better." ”

Le Chaotian laughed, then held the peach blossom sword, and quickly engraved three words on the sword.

Butterflies love flowers.

Nandao looked at Le Chaotian strangely.

Le Chaotian's figure smiled mildly and said, "Could it be that only Senior Brother's sword is called Peach Blossom?" ”

Nan Dao took his sword from Le Chaotian's hand and said slowly: "No, I'm just thinking about what this is." ”

Le Chaotian just smiled, didn't say anything, rubbed his hands and waited expectantly in front of the butterfly love flower.

"When will I be able to hold this sword?"

Nan Dao looked at the green flames that were gradually extinguishing, and said softly, "Let the wind blow a little longer." ”

Let the mountain wind blow a little longer.

"Okay." Le Chaotian said with a smile, looked at Nan Dao and said, "So how should that sword start?" ”

Nandao stabbed his sword casually into the mountain wind.

When the sword was collected, there were already many maple leaves on the sword.

"That's it, from wearing flowers .... Piercing the leaves begins. ”

Le Chaotian looked up at Feihong who was full of canyons, thought for a while and said, "It doesn't sound like it's difficult." ”

The butterfly love flower still didn't cool down, so Nandao threw the parrot island behind him to Le Chaotian.

Le Chaotian hurriedly caught the sword, and then looked at the cold light of the sword, and couldn't help but admire: "Good sword!" That's a great sword! ”

The sword given by the grass is not far off.

No matter how bad the sword is, if it falls in the sword lake in Heavenly Town, the sword light of ten thousand swords is polished, and countless sword intent is refined, it will naturally become an extremely unusual sword.

Nandao still remembers that he and Peach Blossom tried their swords at the bottom of the lake, and broke the sword that was a lot of grass for fireflies.

However, in terms of the number of swords, Cao Weiyi is a big landlord in the world.

Naturally, I don't care about anything.

"You use this sword now, and when your sword cools down, you can use your own sword."

Although Le Chaotian admired the good sword, but standing in the canyon, after stabbing a sword at Luo Feng, he looked at several pieces of Luo Feng on the sword, but said with a smile: "Forget it, just try this sword." ”

As Le Chaotian spoke, he carefully wiped off the fallen leaves on the sword and handed it to Nandao.

"Why?"

Nandao looked down at the sword in his hand, and then looked up at Le Chaotian.

Le Chaotian had already returned to the butterfly love flower, but he sat down, hugged his knees and waited, and said, "Senior brother's sword is so good, I'm afraid that I will dislike my sword after using it." ”

Nandao remembered what Qiu Xi'er said at the beginning - there is no name sword in the world, and only the sword that follows the sword cultivation for a lifetime is the best sword.

"Senior brother has the heart of sword cultivation."

"Could it be that Senior Brother doesn't have it?"

Le Chaotian was very curious.

Nandao looked down at the two swords in his hand quietly, and then let go of the peach blossom sword.

Hold the parrot island.

There was a faint amount of fine snow in his eyes, and then it landed on the sword body of the endless cold light of Parrot Continent.

So in the maple forest of the canyon, there seems to be some wind and snow sounds.

Nandao stood in the canyon with an umbrella, and then calmly sent out a sword.

The sword is full of wind and snow, but it illuminates the twilight a little colder.

Le Chaotian listened to the sound of the wind in the gorge, as well as the sword intent that seemed to fall not far in front of him with fine snow, his eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands and said, "This sword is good!" Senior brother, this sword is good, who teaches brother this sword, I want to learn this sword! ”

Nandao put away his sword and stood up, and said softly: "No one taught me this sword. ”

Maybe it's the wind and snow, maybe it's the fine snow.

Nandao thought calmly, bending down and picking up the Peach Blossom Sword.

Le Chaotian chuckled and said, "It turns out that this is Senior Brother's own sword, what is its name?" ”

Some fine snow in the South Island has subsided, but there is still a lot of frost and snow on the Parrot Island in hand.

"Fine snow, it's called fine snow."

Nandao said calmly that this was a sword he had learned from the story he had experienced on the day of the third day of the fourth month in the city of Nanyi, the year 103 of the Great Wind Calendar.

The two swords in his hands were released and sent back into the sheath by the sword intent.

Nandao crossed the sky and walked towards the mouth of the canyon.

"This sword is good!" Le Chaotian squatted in front of his butterfly love flower, admiring.

"I don't want to teach this sword." Nandao said slowly, holding an umbrella and walking. "Also, junior brother, your sword is already cold."

Naturally, the sword of Nandao is not just for handsomeness.

Those fine snow sword intent went away in the wind and landed on the butterfly love flower, but it quickly cooled down the sword.

The mountain winds refused to come more.

So I had to set up a fine snowfall.

Le Chaotian lowered his head and looked at the sword inserted in the canyon, the sword body had burned once from the inside out, so it looked a little mottled.

It's a different kind of ugliness.

The Sword of Sword Cultivation, at the very beginning, was probably like this.

The cold light naturally came out of the sword intent.

Le Chaotian raised his hand to hold the sword, but he gasped.

He let go of his hand, but the hilt of the sword quickly absorbed the water vapor from his hand, and condensed some handprints.

Le Chaotian said with a sigh: "How good this sword teaches me." ”

But sighing and sighing, Le Chaotian got used to it for a while, then stood up with the sword in his hand, stood in the canyon, faced the fallen leaves in the valley, and began to practice the sword of piercing leaves.

Minamijima was already sitting at the mouth of the valley, quietly watching the twilight of the green mountains.

Even in autumn, not all trees will wither and turn yellow.

For example, pines, cypresses, and acacias.

It is still lush and lush, supporting the green characters of those green mountains.

Therefore, the green mountains know that autumn is near, and the scene of red clothes shining on the water can probably only be seen in the kind of mountains full of maple leaves.

Nandao sat at the mouth of the valley for a long time, Le Chaotian walked out of the canyon with a sweaty head, with four maple leaves stuck in the sword, and proudly sent the sword to Nandao, facing this inexplicable and somewhat melancholy young brother, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, look." ”

The South Island naturally saw it.

How many flowers did you wear on the first day?

Something I don't remember about the South Island.

But he still remembered that he didn't know anything at that time, and it was very difficult to find the angle of the sword in the white magnolia forest.

So Nandao smiled softly and said, "Senior brother is amazing! ”

It is indeed a heartfelt admiration.

Le Chaotian could also hear it, so he hung the sword on his waist very satisfied, and took off the hulu silk under the maple tree on the side, and hung it there with the sword.

It looks like it's a good idea.

The day of the world is coming to an end.

Le Chaotian sat beside Nandao, and began to blow with the gourd silk in his arms.

"This is the butterfly love flower?"

After Le Chaotian finished playing a song, Nandao looked at him and asked.

Le Chaotian put down the hulu silk and said with a smile: "Yes, does senior brother want to hear it?" ”

Naturally, it is not to listen to the tune, but to listen to the lyrics.

Nandao thought for a moment and said, "It's okay." ”

Le Chaotian then pulled out the sword from his waist, picked up the wine that the previous few people had not drunk, took another sip, and then handed the wine jug to Nan Dao with a smile, coughed lightly, looked down at the wine jug in Nan Dao's hand, and sang warmly with the sword.

Hold the wine and persuade the gentleman to get drunk.

Qingrun Nanlang is He Lang's son-in-law.

Remember the hairpin head Xinli City.

Mo will pay the eastern neighbors.

......

Le Chaotian finished singing, but he looked up at the green mountains and the glow, and sang aloud:

Looking back at the beautiful land of Huaidu.

Thirty years ago, I was handsome.

In order to find the old things in the world.

The flower branch is missing the remaining name.

After singing the song, Le Chaotian put away the sword in his hand and looked at the world with a slight smile.

Nan Dao tilted his head to look at this junior brother who was more than ten years older than himself, and asked very suspiciously, "How old is the junior brother this year?" ”

Thirty years ago, I was handsome.

Le Chaotian looked back at Nandao with a smile and said, "This is someone else's lyrics." ”

I see.

Nan Dao nodded and said, "Then if it's a junior brother's lyrics, what is it like?" ”

Le Chaotian thought for a while and said, "Then it's not so happy. ”

"Listen?"

Le Chaotian smiled and said, "Okay." ”

So he played his sword again and sang.

——

March poetry is like drunkenness.

The soft willow breeze is a place to look back.

Leaning on the window and listening to the sound of the warbler as before, it is difficult to accept the red and chaotic.

Youth is not free.

Idle powder petals, the fragrance is also thick.

I asked the spring peach a little sad, and a little chill on the branches.

——

Nandao turned his head to look at Le Chaotian and said, "It sounds like a teenager's lyrics." ”

Le Chaotian said with a smile: "Yes, the young man's lyrics are naturally immature and youthful, and the senior brother should not have learned poetry, otherwise he will be able to see many fallacies." ”

Nandao scratched his head and said, "That's true, it's good to listen to anyway." ”

"Hahaha." Le Chaotian smiled very happily, looked at the world, and flicked the sword in his hand casually.

The two of them sat idly at the mouth of the valley until the sky turned into a large translucent preserved egg again.

Nandao suddenly felt a little hungry, so he got up and carried his sword on his back, walked the steps outside the valley, and headed towards the mountain road.

The small building in the canyon doesn't even have a shadow, so it is naturally impossible to live on it, Le Chaotian also followed the South Island downward, and the sword on his waist collided with the hulu, making a very leisurely and crisp collision sound - there was a sword sound, and there was also the sound of a hulu.

Then the mountain of insects and birds also made a noise, and it was quiet again.

The mountain road is like water, and the stars above the head are falling.

But such water is silent.

The clear stream not far from the road had a gurgling sound.

Nandao walked among the mountain roads, looking back at Le Chaotian who was walking and letting the sword and the reed collide.

"My brother always seems to be very happy."

"Because living in the world is always a happy thing, not to mention hiding in such a mountain, I can sing freely, and my brother is willing to listen, which is naturally bliss in the world."

Le Chaotian said with a slight smile.

Probably really like his name.

"Where did the junior brother come from?"

"North."

Nandao nodded thoughtfully, in fact, he had already guessed some of them before.

Not to mention the accent, it is the Huaidu in the lyrics that can explain something.

Of course, Le Chaotian must have changed his words.

Otherwise, there would not be the sentence Qingrun Nanlang.

"What is the North like?" Nandao walked on the mountain road with an umbrella and asked idle questions.

"O North!" Le Chaotian looked up at Starlight and thought.

"There are winds and snows in the north, there are also winds and sands, and there are many Taoists who come and go in the mountains, but most of them don't care about things, they don't ask much about the hardships of the world, and they don't bother to see the prosperity of the world. Well, in short, it's much livelier than in the south. ”

"It's livelier than Nanyi City?"

"Yes." Le Chaotian chuckled softly. "Senior brother, if you have ideas in the future, I can take senior brother to the north to have a look."

Nandao slowly walked down the mountain road and said, "Let's talk about it later." ”

The world has to go for a walk.

But not now.

The things entrusted by Lu Xiaoxiao were too heavy, and Nandao was a little melancholy for a while.

"Okay."

Le Chaotian didn't say anything.

The two stopped at the foot of the mountain road, and in the starry sky, quietly looked at the peaceful world under the high mountain.

Le Chaotian took off the sword on his waist and Hu Lu together and stuffed it into Nandao's hand.

“？”

Nandao looked at Le Chaotian, who looked around, and then walked along a path by the stream, not far away.

"Senior brother, wait a while, I'll steal some cabbage and bring it to the hot pot at night."

"......" Nandao is very helpless.

Why is everyone staring at Wu Dalong's little cabbage?

Not long after Le Chaotian went, he walked back with a smile on his arms and a few little cabbages.

"Let's go."

Le Chaotian was happy and was about to go to the sky.