Cheng Lu, the four-broken sword that left Fengqiling on September 9, 1003, was hanging around a small town in the north at this time.

The town is not famous, but the green hill behind the town is famous.

There is a view in the mountains.

In late autumn, the town is somewhat sparsely populated.

Although the temple was large, it did not have a good reputation among the people, so after the initial prosperity, the town was also very small.

Cheng Lu carried the two swords behind his back, walking under the noon autumn sun of not many people, and when the wind came in the town, under the trees whose leaves had turned pale yellow, there was a large rustle.

The ground was covered with the little finger-sized fruit.

It's black and looks like a big ball of sheep.

Huai'an, Huai'an, there are many locust trees in the natural world.

These green trees, which began to multiply in the land of Huai'an more than 1,000 years ago, are said to be in response to the proverb that there are ghosts next to the wood, and the world is peaceful.

During the reign of the Ghost Emperor of Huai'an, these locust trees used to occupy most corners of the world, and it was not until after the death of the Ghost Emperor that they slowly stopped expanding.

Maybe it's because there wasn't much peace in the world back then.

In just 60 years, many major events have occurred that have shaken the world.

This has also made it possible for the world to stop planting these trees, which were once enshrined as national anthems.

Cheng Lu looked down at the small fruits, and then looked up at the locust trees that were breeding along the town - there were still more locust trees in the north than in the south, after all, this land had been called Huai'an for many years, and the capital had also been called Huaidu for many years.

Where will there be peace on earth?

Cheng Lu thought so.

A place like the Liuyun Sword Sect has existed for thousands of years.

Naturally, there has never been peace in the world.

It's just a matter of whether the chaos is big or small.

So in the near future, what will happen in this view be big or small?

Cheng Lu didn't know, so he had to continue walking along this street in the town until he reached a noodle restaurant at the end of the town.

There's someone in the noodle shop, maybe ask.

Cheng Lu thought as he walked calmly along the long street.

There weren't many people in the noodle restaurant, just four or five regular customers, who came in and ordered a bowl of noodles, and after eating in a hurry, they put together a card table - of course, the place to play cards in the world is not only Nanyi City, but there are very few five-step and one-card halls like Nanyi City.

When Cheng Lu walked in, he glanced at the bland game over there, and then walked to another corner and sat down.

On the table in the corner there is a bowl of noodles, a bowl of dried noodles, sprinkled with chopped green onions, drizzled with chili oil, and some tofu fungus piled up in the corner of the noodle bowl.

This bowl of noodles in Nanyi City is good at everything, but it hasn't been touched yet, it looks like it should have been on the table for a long time, and the noodles on the top layer are dry, so they have changed from white to yellow.

Cheng Lu looked at the bowl of noodles for a long time in confusion, and then raised his head to look at the man in white with a sword on his back at the opposite table.

"Why don't you go and play cards, senior brother?"

Coming from Nanyi City, wearing a white suit and carrying a sword, and loving to play cards, he can make Cheng Lu call him senior brother.

There is only Zhang Xiaoyu in the world.

This twenty-five-year-old young man who entered the avenue as early as April in the world and left Nanyi City just sat quietly in the corner by the window, did not look at the card game, did not look at the stone road under the mountain outside, just lowered his head and quietly looked at the bowl of noodles in front of him.

Until Cheng Lu asked that sentence - why didn't the senior brother go to play cards?

Zhang Xiaoyu raised his head and looked at the card game in the noodle restaurant calmly, people were fascinated by the game, maybe they didn't notice that there were two well-known swords of the younger generation in the world sitting in this corner.

Maybe I'm used to it.

The young man in white came to the town at the turn of spring and summer, and on the first day he entered the town, he came to this noodle restaurant, ordered a bowl of noodles, and sat down.

At first, people were still a little curious, and they ran over to look at him every day.

After watching it for two months, I also left in a huff.

But then a lot of people came, and unlike the people who crowded into the noodle shop to watch the townspeople, they were hiding.

It's different from the townspeople who walk through the long sunny and rainy streets.

Some of them ride the sword light, and some ride the wind.

But without exception, they all hid and watched from afar.

They may be more patient than Zhang Xiaoyu.

Cheng Lu was the first person to come out and walk into this noodle restaurant to ask.

Zhang Xiaoyu's gaze stayed on the game for a while, and then calmly retracted it, looking at the short-haired junior brother with a sword in front of him.

In fact, Cheng Lu is a few months older than Zhang Xiaoyu, and the years of entering the cultivation world are also long.

But Zhang Xiaoyu is indeed Cheng Lu's senior brother, which has nothing to do with seniority.

"When I was in Nanyi City, I didn't play cards."

Cheng Lu said with a smile: "Then what if the whole world turns the red into a sword?" ”

Zhang Xiaoyu said softly: "I can't do it, the world is too big." ”

The big here is naturally not the big region.

In fact, this piece of the world is not big.

Eight hundred miles of Daze across the north and south, the boundless Yellow Mountains in the west and the snowfields at the northern end of the mountain range, the desert in the north, the endless deep ocean in the south, that is, beyond the sword cliff, there are 490,000 miles beyond the East China Sea.

Maybe the space is big.

But the area for the world to live is not large.

If it is Zhang Xiaoyu, from the extreme south to the extreme north, it will not even take a day.

If it's a mountain and river sword, maybe it's faster.

But in such a world, the longest distance is never between a certain mountain.

It's the distance you cross from one choice to another.

Therefore, there is rarely sword light in the world, and there is rarely Taoism, and practitioners walk among the green mountains like the world, thinking about every decision in their hard-won life.

Zhang Xiaoyu is like this.

In that snowstorm, he left Nanyi City, and then went all the way north.

It's just that when I came to this town located in the north of Huai'an, which is more inclined to the snow country of Luming, I didn't go out of April.

This kind of thinking and hesitation is too short.

So Zhang Xiaoyu stopped in the noodle restaurant, asked for a bowl of noodles, and sat for five months.

The world is too big to touch every hand, so you can only sit here quietly.

When Cheng Lu heard Zhang Xiaoyu's words, he also fell silent, thought for a long time, and said, "Or will you go to the Liuyun Sword Sect to stay for a few more years?" ”

When Zhang Xiaoyu heard this, he laughed, but he only laughed for a short moment, then he withdrew his smile and said calmly: "Liuyun Sword Sect is not good. ”

Zhang Xiaoyu did not give a reason.

If the Liuyun Sword Sect can't do it, it won't work.

It's not just because Cheng Lu is only in the seventh realm of the trail - the Liuyun Sword Sect has always been a weak point in the realm of the avenue, or rather, they have given up some things.

But that's not the real reason.

Cheng Lu sighed and looked out the window, there was wind outside the window, and there were some bird shadows passing by the autumn branches in the wind.

Or farther away, in those alleys, in those mountains, there are many people watching.

"The Flowing Cloud Sword Sect really can't do it." Cheng Lu said slowly, "Fighting for the Dao is a matter of fairness, and the Liuyun Sword Sect is a little unscrupulous. ”

Zhang Xiaoyu didn't say it, but Cheng Lu said it herself.

In fact, this dispute between Zhang Xiaoyu and his senior brother has changed many years ago.

If Zhang Xiaoyu didn't go to the Human Sword Sect, if Zhang Xiaoyu was just a disciple of the Mountain and River Viewing Mountain Sect.

Then this controversy is naturally just an internal matter of the view of mountains and rivers.

The world may be interested, but it will definitely not be like now, Zhang Xiaoyu is sitting withered, and they are also waiting.

When Zhang Xiaoyu became famous as the younger generation of the world's three swords, this story, which was destined many years ago, evolved into a dispute between the Sword Sect and the Daomen.

Today's human world is naturally respected by the Sword Sect.

From the rise of the Sword Cliff in that year, the Hangu Temple was pressed down in one fell swoop, and then the white-clothed Lingtai was on the Sword Cliff, killing 800 gates in one day, and the trend of the world was inclined towards the Sword Sect.

And in today's world, although the world often calls it three swords and three views.

But in fact, the reputation of the three swords is far better than that of the people with three views.

Causal Sword Cong Blade, the third generation of the sect master of the Human Sword Sect, followed the sword path of the Grinding Sword Cliff, entered the avenue thousands of years ago, turned into a demon, and sat in Nanyi City for a thousand years.

Demon Emperor Shenhe, the Fifth Emperor of Huai'an, the Fifth Emperor of Huai'an, only one is not a madman. After Li Asan, the Empress of Huai'an, was trapped and killed by the Demon Ancestor of the Grinding Sword Cliff on the Grinding Sword Cliff, this native demon cultivator who came from the Youhuang Mountain Range and practiced under the laughing door in the first sword bush in the world with Cong Blade took over the throne of Emperor Huai'an and launched the battle of the demons that almost ended the entire cultivation world.

And then there is the oldest and most mysterious Liuyun Sword Sect Chen Yunxi.

This sword cultivator who survived in the Tsing Yi era back then, in fact, not many people have seen it for thousands of years, but as one of the three swords that were tied with Bai Yi and Cong Zhongxiao back then, the world will naturally not be unfamiliar with this name.

The white clothes above him, the original sword cliff move, completely killed the entire Dao Sect into decline.

And laughing in the bush below him, in the era of the end of the avenue after the Grimace Flower Rebellion, he also sat in the world for decades.

What happened to Chen Yunxi, the world naturally doesn't need to guess too much.

What's more, on top of the three swords, there is also the existence of the four major cultivation places Mojian Cliff.

Qiushui, Shenhe and Cong Blade were all disciples of Cong Zhongxiao back then, and earlier, Qiushui and Shenhe were born together in the south of the Youhuang Mountain Range, the demon clan under the autumn water.

The three views of the world, from a historical point of view, are a little weaker.

The reason is simple.

The three views of the world come from Qingtian Dao, and Bai Fengyu, the old master of Qingtian Dao, was seriously injured by a sword from Cong Blade, although it is not because of such a thing as a causal sword, which is too scoundrel.

But scoundrels naturally have the benefits of scoundrels.

The world can accept the fortune operator parade in the world, and it can accept Li Shanhe's obsession, even if the river disappears and the world does not hear the news, it is acceptable.

But the sword of the Blade of the Bush and his man disappeared at the same time.

Those upper-level cultivators had to start remembering if they had had any intersections with that lazy old boy.

It's just that the Dao Sect is weak, and it's just weak after all.

Maybe it's just a sign of weakness.

If the Daomen was really weak, Zhang Xiaoyu would not have sat in this noodle restaurant for so long.

......

Cheng Lu looked at Zhang Xiaoyu who looked down at the bowl of noodles again.

"Whether it's the Sword Sect or the Dao Sect." Zhang Xiaoyu said calmly, "What those who come to see think is their business after all. ”

"The world doesn't think so." Cheng Lu said softly, "Unless you put down the sword behind you." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu laughed softly, looked out the window, and said lightly: "With the sword, I still have a chance, put down the sword, I don't need to step into that gate to know that I have lost." ”

Cheng Lu was silent for a while, and said, "Senior Brother Li is really so strong? ”

"You're not his junior brother, but I am." Zhang Xiaoyu didn't waste words to describe his senior brother who was always smiling and always calm, he just said such a sentence. "It wasn't him who ran away from the mountains and rivers back then, but me."

It's a simple truth.

Although later Li Shi also left the view of mountains and rivers.

At the foot of the green hills in the north, a Xiyun Temple was built.

But one is passive and the other is active.

It's something different.

"Or an extra sword?" Cheng Lu said.

Zhang Xiaoyu raised his eyebrows and looked at the junior brother who was in the middle of the head, as well as the two swords behind him.

"What sword?"

Cheng Lu untied one of the two handles from behind him, put it on the table, and pushed it in front of the noodle bowl.

The sword is short.

The scabbards were only about two feet long.

The hilt system is very ordinary, and it is also very simple, like a sword from a thousand years ago, and there is no inscription on the sword.

Zhang Xiaoyu looked at it silently, held the scabbard with one hand, held the hilt with the other, raised it to his eyebrows, and slowly pulled out three inches with a soft roar.

The sword light was cold.

There are two words on it.

Break.

"When I came, I went to the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect and brought this sword out." Cheng Lu looked at Zhang Xiaoyu who was sitting opposite and said calmly.

"It turns out that there are only two feet left in the four-foot decision, and that's true." Zhang Xiaoyu also saw this sword for the first time.

The first time I saw the first time in the world was on this sword.

That was many years ago in Huaidu.

There was a senior brother who was not very high, holding this sword, and almost killed the emperor who had made a hole in the Styx on the Star Picking Tower.

Seventh Senior Brother of Grinding Sword Cliff, the world has long forgotten what his name is.

But the decision is his sword, and the line of the world is also his sword move.

It was at that time that this sword was broken by Emperor Huai.

But there is no sword intent in the noodle shop.

As if it were just an ordinary sword.

Perhaps the battle 490,000 miles away in the East China Sea made it lose all its edge.

Perhaps the owner of this sword itself represents the ultimate in the core of the retro flow sword, so naturally there will be no sword intent.

There are a lot of maybes.

But Zhang Xiaoyu just calmly returned the sword to the sheath and put it back on the brown table that had not been wiped clean of the oil.

"Why did you give me this sword?"

Zhang Xiaoyu looked at Cheng Lu and asked.

Cheng Lu smiled and said, "Because I am also from the world." ”

I'm also a human being, so I don't care what kind of story you have with your brother.

I'm also from the world, so that's why I've come all the way to take a look at this story.

I am also a man of the world.

"So senior brother, you can't lose."

Zhang Xiaoyu didn't speak, just looked out the window, the autumn days in the north were a little dry.

Not far from the window, an old dog was licking water from a broken bowl with his tongue out.

This reminded Zhang Xiaoyu of the old dog he saw in the place that Chen He called the old dog town.

There are also those spring splendor sword intent water full of lakes.

Zhang Xiaoyu didn't know why he thought of these things.

Maybe it's because there was a young man from the town who wanted to give him a sword.

That sword was very useful, better than his own sword.

With such a sword, the higher the realm of the person who uses it, the stronger it will naturally be.

But Zhang Xiaoyu did not accept it.

Of course, sword cultivation has to use his own sword.

Although Zhang Xiaoyu gave up his identity as a disciple of the Human Sword Sect when he left Nanyi City.

But he was still a sword cultivator.

The people who played cards in Nanyi City were still talking about the sword in the red in April.

said that there was once a Taoist who smiled and smiled, wore a white dress, came to Nanyi City to learn swords, and also learned to play cards, and then lost a mess.

But his cards were lost in a mess, but his sword won the entire city of Nanyi.

In the snowstorm that day, although the sword that finally killed the man from the Styx of Huangliang was a sword of Kamigawa.

But what impresses people the most is always on the top of Nanyi City.

A young man in white went away with a sword, saying, "I have a sword, and I have come from the earth."

It was the world's favorite sword.

Although that sword was stopped on the Nanyi River.

But it is still the favorite sword of the people of Nanyi City.

Because in that sword, there is their shadow—the red that has fallen thousands of times.

Even the world rejoices that there is a shadow of itself in that sword.

Not to mention sword cultivation?

Of course, sword cultivation has to use his own sword.

"Even if you give me this sword on the grounds that I once made that sword on Nandao in Nanyi City, it would be better."

Zhang Xiaoyu said calmly.

Cheng Lu said softly: "Since the Liuyun Sword Sect started as a killer swordsman, it is natural to be trustworthy, Nandao is not dead yet, and it is naturally impossible for the Sword Sect to give you the sword." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu chuckled lightly and said, "Even if I really kill Nandao, it is impossible to accept this sword - it is a different reason for me to kill him than someone else to kill him." ”

Cheng Lu didn't speak, just looked at Zhang Xiaoyu quietly, so Zhang Xiaoyu's smile gradually faded.

The autumn wind is blowing in the restaurant.

Zhang Xiaoyu's white clothes were blown and rolled, and there were still some traces of blood on it from when he was in Nanyi City.

"Have you seen him?"

Zhang Xiaoyu looked at Cheng Lu and asked.

Cheng Lu nodded.

"He got out of the customs and became enlightened, but in fact, I don't understand a little very well." Cheng Lu sighed and said, "He doesn't look like a diligent person, how can his realm improve so quickly." ”

"Actually, he could have been faster." Zhang Xiaoyu said with a soft smile.

The sword at the head of the Wind and Snow City made Nandao sleep for a long time.

Cheng Lu just sighed, that time I went to Nanyi City to listen to Yun Hu and didn't know that it was actually a very wrong decision.

The Liuyun Sword Sect didn't pay attention to these things, not to mention that they were still running back and forth because of those messy things later, and in the end, they still couldn't avoid that beating.

Zhang Xiaoyu didn't care what Cheng Lu was thinking, and looked out of the window again.

"What did you all say?"