Chen Huaifeng had already gone to Lingnan, but he only stopped at Tingfeng Creek.

Just as those sword cultivators had seen, they sat on the bridge of the stream with Tingfeng Yin, one drinking and the other drinking tea.

Probably because there are some things that don't want too many people to know, so there are many sword winds wandering around the stream today, which makes many Lingnan sword cultivators who want to hear some news have to retreat and can only watch from afar.

In those sword winds, there is a faint meaning of wind and rain.

Naturally, it is from Chen Huaifeng.

But this is also what makes Tingfeng Yin quite curious.

"Senior brother's sword intent, why is there a wind and rain intent?"

Chen Huaifeng looked at the senior brother sword on the side, after going to Lingnan, Chen Huaifeng did not continue to carry the sword, but held the sword in his hand, and when he arrived at this listening to the wind stream, he inserted it into the wide gap of the river bridge.

"Because the white wind and rain used to be in Nanyi City."

Bai Fengyu once knew about the things that were in Nanyi City, and he naturally knew about listening to the wind. It's just that this is obviously not the reason why Chen Huaifeng's sword intent can carry the intent of wind and rain.

So Chen Huaifeng quietly looked at the wind and rain on those swords, and then said slowly: "He once divided me with half of the wind and rain." ”

Chen Huaifeng once held the half curtain of wind and rain and sat on the tomb mountain for a long time, even if he finally sent those wind and rain techniques into the Tonggui Monument, Chen Huaifeng still had a long wind and rain left on his body.

In that storm, he stepped into the realm of the Great Dao, and his sword intent naturally carried a lot of wind and rain Dao technique.

When listening to Feng Yin and hearing that sentence, he probably understood where the wind and rain in Chen Huaifeng's sword intent came from.

"So when Bai Fengyu died, he only had half a curtain origin wind and rain dao technique on his body?"

Chen Huaifeng said softly: "No, there is still half a curtain that he probably gave to someone else, so he died so simply at that time." ”

Listening to the wind chanting, I listened with some sighs.

Lingnan listens to the wind stream, although listening to the wind in the world, but not all the wind can freely shuttle in the world.

Some are silent in the rain, some are silent in the river.

Many rumors are unknown.

"Does the Sword Sect know who killed Bai Fengyu?" Listening to the wind and chanting, his expression was a little heavy at the moment.

Chen Huaifeng shook his head and said calmly, "I don't know." ”

As he spoke, this man, who had seen a lot of things in Nanyi City, looked up to the west and looked in the direction of the Lame Deer Sword Sect.

"The incident of the white storm may be the beginning of many stories." Chen Huaifeng whispered, lowered his head again, and looked at the senior brother sword beside him. "The same is true of Liu March."

Listening to Feng Yin, when Chen Huaifeng said that Liu March, he turned his head to look deeper in Lingnan.

The Taoist who came from Qingtian Dao went there, Qifeng Mountain, also called Xifeng Mountain, the highest place in the entire Lingnan, 1,900 zhang, is the origin of the name of this mountain.

"Probably because I've heard so much wind, and I can actually guess a lot of things." Listening to Fengyin, he looked back at Chen Huaifeng and said softly, "But Lingnan doesn't want to get involved in this matter, so I just stop guessing." ”

Chen Huaifeng quietly watched the wind chant for a long time, and then said calmly: "Yes, you guessed right. ”

Although listening to Feng Yin had already guessed something, he was still stunned for a moment when he heard Chen Huaifeng admit it so calmly, and then said softly: "So it's really like this." ”

"But what I want to talk about is not only about Liu March and Qingtian Dao, but about those things behind the wind and rain in Nanyi City." Chen Huaifeng said calmly, "When he came back, he was seriously injured. There are many forces on the body, Dao arts, sword intent, sword momentum, and the power of the River Styx. ”

Chen Huaifeng quietly looked at the mountain snow in the world.

"When I saw those things at that time, I was also in shock, I don't know what he met in Daze, but I think of Bai Fengyu's death. I also think of more things. ”

"But at that time, Nanyi City couldn't take care of a lot of things, the master and the prime minister were not in the city, and there was no news from the senior brothers who traveled in the world, and in the entire Sword Sect, only I, Chen Huaifeng, was the one with the highest realm, and I saw another possibility in the seriously injured Liu Yue."

"He is the squire of the Huaidu Military Department, and he is also a proud disciple of Qingtian Dao." Chen Huaifeng said calmly, "So I think that if such a person dies in the south, it should attract the attention of the world." ”

"But only Lingnan came." Listening to Feng Yin said softly, interrupting Chen Huaifeng's words, probably not wanting Chen Huaifeng to say what was behind.

"Yes." Chen Huaifeng said softly, "Maybe the world is too far away, maybe it's some other factors, only Lingnan has gone down the mountain." ”

Listening to Feng Yin sit on the bridge of the stream and look at the snow by the stream for a long time, then said softly, "I don't know who sent this news to the Qingtian Dao side. ”

"Of course Qingtian Dao knows." Chen Huaifeng said slowly, "As long as no one mentions it, they would rather bury this story." ”

Chen Huaifeng said, quietly looking at Tingfeng Yin, and continued: "Although I have never been to Lingnan, I also know the scattered pavilion of the Tingfeng Sword Sect. ”

Listening to the wind and groaning, he fell silent.

After a long while, he whispered after listening to Feng Yin: "Senior brother is going to hold him accountable?" ”

Chen Huaifeng raised the cup of wolfberry tea in his hand, which was brewed for him by listening to the Fengjian faction, probably sitting on the stream for a long time, talking a lot, and the tea was already cold.

Can cold goji berry tea still maintain health?

Chen Huaifeng just calmly drank the tea in his cup.

"This is what Chen Huaifeng did wrong, naturally there is no reason to investigate, but I am a little curious, in which direction the wind will blow in Lingnan in the future."

Listening to the wind Yin sat on the bridge of the stream, smiled at those sword winds, and said: "I don't know which direction the wind in Lingnan will blow, but the place of cultivation should always be to go up the mountain." ”

Chen Huaifeng didn't say anything more, just drank tea quietly.

Listening to the wind and chanting, he looked to the west and looked quietly for a long time. The matter of the Sword Sect is still an unresolved issue.

"Listening to Senior Brother Shanhong, Senior Brother seems to have some ideas?"

Chen Huaifeng turned his head to listen to the wind groaning, and then his eyes also fell to the depths of the mountain snow.

"It's the same as your thoughts, the Human Sword Sect can't go into the water, so pull the Qingtian Dao into the water."

Listening to the wind Yin, he was silent for a while, and said, "What is the senior brother going to do?" ”

Chen Huaifeng raised his eyebrows and said, "Of course I don't do anything, it's you who should do it." ”

Listening to the wind chanting, I was a little puzzled.

Chen Huaifeng stood up, pulled out his sword from the side of the river bridge, held it in his arms, and walked towards the bridge.

"Spread the rumor, saying that the people of Qingtian Dao went to Lingnan and killed some demon cultivators by mistake."

Listening to the wind, he looked at Chen Huaifeng in a daze.

Yes, for the Human Sword Sect, in the face of stability, right and wrong are sometimes really unimportant.

"How can the people of Qingtian Dao recognize it?"

Chen Huaifeng said calmly: "As long as Lingnan resists the rumors at the beginning, after this incident, I will continue to go north and go to Qingtian Dao." ”

What to do in Qingtian Dao?

Chen Huaifeng is not a Cong Blade, so it is naturally impossible to force Qingtian Dao to recognize these things.

Listening to Feng Yin, he looked at Chen Huaifeng for a long time, then stood up and said softly, "Thank you, senior brother." ”

Chen Huaifeng said slowly: "The matter is in Lingnan, and the intention is in the world, so it is naturally impossible for us to sit idly by. ”

The two watched for a long time by the stream, and then Chen Huaifeng turned around and walked along the stream with his sword in his hand, towards the depths of Lingnan.

......

There is a sword in heaven and earth, who is Lone Peak for?

Although the West Wind Mountain Range is the highest place in Lingnan, there is no Sword Sect on top of it, and there is no falling phoenix to inhabit it, but there is a green and green sycamore, but at this time, the heavy snow in the world will naturally not see those pictures of the green of the mountain and the sycamores.

Standing on the top of the mountain ridge and looking out, you can probably only see some scenes of thousands of mountains with snow and white heads on the peaks.

If it weren't for the existence of that sword cliff in the East China Sea, this mountain of the phoenix would probably be a wonder in the world.

About many years ago, those sword cultivators who gathered in Lingnan came because of this.

It's a pity that for thousands of years, there have been no outstanding people in Lingnan, and this high mountain has been left out in the cold.

Whether it was the Listening to the Wind Sword Sect, or the Shocking Sword Sect, or the Little Nine Peak Sword Sect, none of them chose to build the Sword Sect on this peak.

Mei Xiyu stood on the mountainside, looking at this silent lonely peak in the snow, but she was a little silent.

Lingnan is not a place worthy of the world's admiration, and the only thing worthy of praise is that the sword is like a green mountain, quiet and straight.

This Taoist from Qingtian Dao stood on the mountainside and looked back at the snow of the mountains for a while, and then continued to walk towards the mountain.

I walked along the ridge to the highest point of this mountain range, and only here can I see the peak of this high mountain, which is a rather sharp fracture, like a valley, and the valley is surrounded by steep rocks, covered in snow but there is some cold and lonely meaning.

If the mountain of Qifeng is indeed like a sword, but the tip of this sword is also broken.

Mei Xiyu stood quietly at the mouth of the valley, looking at the broken peak, but she was also in deep thought.

"It was washed by the waters of the River Styx more than a thousand years ago."

Mei Xiyu turned around, and a sword cultivator who had been in the snow for many years behind him walked over panting with his sword.

The Daoist from the Qingtian Dao naturally didn't know this old sword cultivator, but just looked at the robe on his body, there seemed to be some mountain patterns, and he should be a person from the Little Nine Peak Sword Sect.

"What peak is the senior?"

"Second Peak." The old sword cultivator said, raised his hand and pointed not far away, "That's it." ”

Mei Xiyu followed his gaze and looked over, in that group of mountains, there was a mountain range that was only a little lower than this Qifeng Mountain, and among the mountains and snow, the existence of some Sword Sect buildings could be vaguely seen, but it looked a little lonely.

"It turned out to be there, no wonder it was the people of the second peak." Mei Xiyu said calmly.

"The first few peaks are just a matter of the history of the place where they first gathered." Old Jian Xiu held his sword on the edge of the valley, and then sat down. "Actually, I don't want to come, but after all, this is the place of the Lingnan Sword Sect, people from the north, someone has to come out to see, and we can't take it out if the realm is high, so we have to pick the older one, at least we can get a senior."

Mei Xiyu quietly looked at the old sword cultivator sitting at the mouth of the valley not far away, and then asked, "How old is the senior?" ”

Old Jian Xiu thought for a moment and said, "Ninety-two years, four months and twenty-nine days. ”

Mei Xiyu raised her eyebrows and said, "Seniors remember it so clearly? ”

Lao Jian Xiu sat down and laughed, and said: "The avenue may have no end, but there is a longevity, a long life of a hundred years, a hundred years of life, a hundred years of life, the saint Li Er did not live to be a hundred years old, and when you live to this age, you will also be very proud to live for so long, so of course you have to remember it clearly." ”

"What's the name of that senior?"

"I forgot." Old Jian Xiu said very casually. "You can just call me Old Sword Cultivator, and the old man can do it."

"Then why can't I remember this clearly?"

"It's me who lived to be ninety-two years old, not that name, if my name is Wang Xiaoer, then there must be many Wang Xiaoer in the world, if I don't have a name, people will use more specific descriptions to describe me, such as the second peak of Lingnan Xiaojiufeng, the old man in the small house one hundred and thirty steps north of the second Jianping on the mountainside, he lived ninety-two years old. Instead of Wang Xiaoer, he lived to be ninety-two years old. ”

"Makes sense." Mei Xiyu said softly, "It's just that does this have anything to do with the seniors coming here?" ”

Old Jian Xiu thought for a while and said, "Probably not, there may be someone who is so hot that they are dizzy and have no thoughts at all, so let me talk nonsense and pass the time." ”

Mei Xiyu was silent for a while and said, "Actually, it can be round." ”

"How round?"

Mei Xiyu thought for a while and said: "For example, seniors can talk to me about life by taking advantage of their age, if you can say a few words, life is long, and many things can not be fought for a while, then maybe you can come back." ”

Old Jian Xiu lay on the sword, thought for a while, and said, "How old are you this year." ”

"Twenty-nine."

"Twenty-nine, that's nice." The old sword cultivator didn't continue to say what Mei Xiyu said, he just looked at this young Taoist from Qingtian Dao with a smile. "It's good to live to be ninety-two, and it's good to live to be twenty-nine."

"I thought that when my predecessor asked like this, he was going to talk to me about life."

"Talking about life? . Old Jianxiu said with a smile, "What is there to talk about in life, I, an old Jianxiu who has lived in the mountains all my life, what can I do to talk about with you people who walk around in the world, you stand taller than us, and the people you will see in the future will be farther away than old people like us, the stories of the older generation, if you talk too much, it will only become a stumbling block for you." ”

Mei Xiyu was silent for a while and said, "It does make sense. ”

So this Daoist of the Qingtian Dao also sat down on the edge of the valley.

"The elder said earlier that this mountain peak was broken by the waters of the River Styx?" Mei Xiyu looked at the mountain peaks under her feet and said.

"Yes. That was the story of many years ago. Old Jian Xiu said slowly. After the Sword Saint broke through the sky, no one in the world cared about it, so those undercurrents flowed out of the corners, and that grimace chaos occurred. ”

Mei Xiyu naturally told this story, but probably because of the age, the world probably doesn't want to mention many things, so many stories are unknown.

"It was here." Old Jian Xiu said softly, "The entire Lingnan Sword Sect is trying to stop Emperor Huai's footsteps. ”

"But that's impossible." Mei Xiyu said.

"Yes, Mojian Cliff has not been able to stop him in Huaidu, let alone Lingnan."

"But what does this have to do with the waters of the River Styx?"

"Emperor Huai is from the Grinding Sword Cliff, but he also cultivates the way of witches and ghosts, and he can almost be said to be the pinnacle of the way of witches and ghosts after the sinking of the Witch Ghost Cult. Back then, the technique of the River Styx directly covered half of the world, and Lingnan could still survive, but it only broke this peak, and it can only be said that His Majesty in the world back then still showed mercy. ”

Mei Xiyu fell silent.

The emperor of Huai'an has never been a person who is willing to be stable.

"I heard that you came here to talk about something with Chen Huaifeng of the Human Sword Sect?" Old Jian Xiu probably didn't want to say too much, so he put the topic aside.

Mei Xiyu said calmly: "Yes, because there are some stories, probably accidentally known by outsiders, and they have to come out and solve them." ”

Old Jian Xiu said softly: "So I came from afar, not for the Human Sword Sect, but for some people. ”

"Yes, there are stories that should be buried. Qingtian Dao and the Human Sword Sect naturally don't want to really make trouble like that. ”

Mei Xiyu said calmly, looking down the mountain, where there was a person holding a sword, slowly coming towards the mountain.

Old Jian Xiu also saw that figure.

There was the sound of wind and rain in the sword intent coming from the snow.

"You can't beat him." Old Jian Xiu said slowly.

Mei Xiyu was silent for a while, and said softly, "Yes." ”

When Mei Xiyu saw those wind and rain sword intent, she also realized this problem.

In Chen Huaifeng's avenue realm, there is the meaning of wind and rain left by the white wind and rain.

The rain of the white wind and rain is naturally stronger than the rain of Meixi rain.

What's more, the person who came up the mountain was still a disciple of the Human Sword Sect.

"But it's not a fight or anything like that." Mei Xiyu said calmly, "No matter how strong he Chen Huaifeng is, he can only lose to me." This is an explanation to Qingtian Dao. ”

Old Jianxiu said softly: "Lingnan must also watch. ”

"Yes." Mei Xiyu said slowly, "That gust of wind came from Lingnan. ”

"What kind of wind?"

Mei Xiyu sat in the snow at the mouth of the valley and was silent for a long time, and then felt something from her arms.

It was a letter.

From the scattered pavilion of the Listening Wind Sword Sect, it was sent all the way to the north, and it was sent to the Qingtian Taoist Temple, somewhere in the forest under the mountain.

Old Jian Xiu looked at the letter quietly, and then said slowly: "In this way, listening to Feng Yin should know something. ”

Mei Xiyu said calmly: "But he didn't say it. ”

Old Jian Xiu sat at the mouth of this high valley, was silent for a while, and then said softly: "If it were me, I probably wouldn't have said it." ”

Mei Xiyu turned her head to look at this old sword cultivator, who was just looking at the mountains and snow.

"Of course, people have their own perseverance. It's the same with sword cultivation. Old Jian Xiu looked down at the sword that he used as a crutch, and said slowly, "In fact, people in the world sometimes forget that the sword of Jian Xiu was not used to reason at the beginning. It hangs at the waist for a slim body, behind the back is a responsibility, and across the body, it is for a three-foot foothold. ”

Mei Xiyu was silent for a while and said, "Yes." ”

Of course, the people of the Daomen also use swords.

Just as the people of the Sword Sect also cultivate.

Everything is actually the same.