When Chen Huaifeng walked up the mountain along the ridge, Meixiyu had already entered the valley, and only the old sword cultivator was sitting there with a sword at the mouth of the valley.

Seeing the sword cultivator who was obviously very old, Chen Huaifeng was stunned for a moment and said, "What are seniors doing here?" ”

Old Jian Xiu sighed and said, "Of course I came to watch, there was a fight in front of your house, didn't you come to watch?" ”

That's true. So Chen Huaifeng didn't ask anything more, standing on this sword edge valley like a broken sword, and looked back at the mountains of Lingnan.

Beneath the mountain snow, there is a vast expanse, only a few ridges, black and swarthy in the snow, like some scribbled lines.

"There should be a lot of people watching Lingnan." Chen Huaifeng said slowly.

Old Jian Xiu nodded and said, "Yes, they don't know what happened, in fact, I don't know, I can only guess that it is some story between Qingtian Dao and the Human Sword Sect, and what the Human Sword Sect wants to do wrong, so they need to give Qingtian Dao an explanation." ”

"It's not the Human Sword Sect, it's just me Chen Huaifeng." Chen Huaifeng said, but he laughed softly and looked at the old sword cultivator, "So today, I probably want to ruin the reputation of the Sword Sect like my junior brother." ”

Old Jian Xiu sighed, moved to the side, and said, "Go ahead." ”

Chen Huaifeng nodded, holding his sword and heading towards the valley.

......

Le Chaotian and a few people were soaking in the hot springs, but they slept comfortably. Nandao had no choice but to take care of them, so he didn't care, and walked back to the canyon on his own.

It was only when I began to pass through the mountains and forests that I saw a figure standing in the canyon, probably looking down at the sword marks in the snow under his feet.

Nandao was silent for a moment, then walked towards the canyon with an umbrella.

"You sent the letter to Qingtian Dao?"

Listen to the sound of the wind coming from the canyon.

Minamijima stopped again, stood on the snow-covered mountain road outside the gorge, and then whispered, "Yes." ”

Listening to the wind chanting, he raised his head, stood in the wind passing through the gorge, and said slowly: "That should be before the snow." ”

It was also the last time a letter was sent on the South Island.

At that time, Le Chaotian was being chased by Lu Xiaosan all over the mountain, and no one noticed what the letter in Nandao was about.

Listening to Feng Yin, he didn't care at the time, just chatting with the sword cultivators by the stream.

Green peppers never followed.

Only Nandao went to the Scattered Pavilion of the Wind Sword Sect alone.

So with such a letter, he left Lingnan and went to the north of the world, until he entered the territory of Huaidu, and went to Qingxi outside the town of Shanxia where Qingtian Road is located.

Nandao did not speak.

Listening to Feng Yin, he looked at the young man holding a black umbrella not far away for a long time, and then said, "Why? ”

Nandao was silent for a long time, and said softly: "On the side of Daze outside Nanyi City, I once met a senior brother of the Sword Sect. ”

Listening to Feng Yin, he heard this, but he seemed to remember something, looked at Nandao and said, "Like to plant flowers?" ”

"Yes."

"That may be the camellia Jianmo camellia many years ago."

Mo on the camellia, slowly opened.

This is also the first time that Nandao knows the name of the Sword Sect senior brother who died outside Nanyi City.

The name of the old is probably only known to the old people.

"Maybe." Thinking about the big red flying flowers, Nandao whispered, and walked towards the canyon until he came to a certain maple tree that had shaken some white snow, looked at the snow that had fallen on the ground, and there were no bare branches left, and then sat down under the tree.

"It was there when Liu March left Daze, and I also saw him."

Nandao sat under the tree and said slowly.

"That senior brother knows a lot of things, and he told me about those things in the same way."

Listening to the wind and quietly looking at the boy under the tree.

"And then?"

"And then?" Nandao looked up and thought about that night. Those bloody cries that came out of the mouths of the senior brothers have become a thing of the past, and they have become the blood outside Nanyi City that has been washed by the rain and snow in the world for a long time and cannot be washed away.

"Then he told me that the Sword Sect would do some things, and he didn't know if those things were right or wrong, but he entrusted me to wait until the story was over and tell this story to the world."

"I didn't tell the world, I just wrote a letter and asked the Scattered Pavilion to send it to the people of Qingtian Dao."

Minamijima whispered, clutching the umbrella tightly in his hand.

"I don't know if such a story can be told to the world, but there seems to be a lot of things involved behind the person named Liu March. So after I remembered it, I thought, why don't you let the people of Qingtian Dao see it first. ”

"So on that day, I wrote that letter and asked Lingluoge to send it to Huaidu."

The story is, of course, simple.

It's just that sometimes some waves often start from some inconspicuous stories.

Listening to Feng Yin said softly: "That's why you went to listen to Fengxi yesterday because of the closure of the mountain. ”

The closure of the mountain in Lingnan naturally has nothing to do with this matter.

Nandao looked up at Tingfeng Yin and said, "But when I saw that my predecessor said so calmly yesterday, I thought you knew." ”

Listening to Fengyin, he sighed and said, "I thought you wanted to inquire about Zhang Xiaoyu because you knew another piece of news." ”

Nandao was stunned for a moment, looked at Tingfeng Yin and said, "The matter of sealing the mountain is related to senior brother? ”

Hearing Feng Yin shook his head and said, "It has nothing to do with him, but it will involve him, and it will also involve Chen Huaifeng and the Human Sword Sect - it's just that this is a matter that has nothing to do with you, and you don't have to worry about it." ”

Nandao was silent for a moment and said, "So what about another thing?" ”

Listening to Feng Yin, he said calmly: "Lingnan will bear it." ”

Nan Dao looked up in a daze at the sword cultivation in front of him with white hair on his sideburns, and those white hairs had already stabbed deeper into the bun like a sword.

"On the Qingtian Dao side, Lingnan will take the fault of that letter. As for the Human Sword Sect. "Listen to the wind and look out of the canyon quietly." Chen Huaifeng already knew that you sent it out. ”

Nandao thought about the stories in Nanyi City.

Yes, Chen Huaifeng naturally knows that he knows a lot of things.

"You don't have to worry about what the Human Sword Sect will think." Listening to Feng Yin continued, "This Sword Sect, which is half left in the human world and half wanders in the cultivation world, as long as you don't take the initiative to provoke something, they will not know what to do. ”

Nandao was silent for a long time, and then said, "Okay." ”

"But about Liu March's matter, you'd better not think about it again, I know Senior Brother Mo's thoughts, but now is not the right time for the world to deal with these things." Listening to the wind and whispering, "The world is too chaotic now, and there are too many things in the wind and snow that people can't see clearly. If you really want to tell this story to the world. ”

Listening to Feng Yin looked at Nandao and said slowly: "At least, wait until Chen Huaifeng dies." ”

Only Chen Huaifeng died.

The story about Liu March is put on the bright side, so that public opinion will not push those stories in a direction that is difficult to end.

Nandao whispered, "Thank you." ”

Listening to the wind and laughing softly, he stepped on the snow and walked out of the canyon.

"No thanks, the reason why Lingnan is like this is because we want to be able to get something from you, and the more you owe us, the closer you will be to Lingnan. Lingnan and you are like the relationship between a sword sharpener and a sword. To sharpen a sword, you have to sweat and bleed. ”

Listening to the wind and singing, he stopped not far away, which was the location of the mouth of the canyon, standing there, the sky may be a little narrow, but if you continue to move forward, it is a vast mountain snow.

Probably feeling the sword master's thoughts, he listened to the sword behind Feng Yin and couldn't help but whisper.

"Lingnan also wants to have a sword that can be remembered by the world, Nandao."

Listening to the wind, he walked out of the canyon.

Outside, the sound of green peppers came from the cliff lawn.

"Senior, this is leaving?"

"Hmm."

Then the footsteps creaked away in the snow.

Not long after, the woman in red with a sword walked in and looked at Nandao very strangely.

Nandao sat under the umbrella, looked at the green pepper quietly, and said, "Did you hear it all?" ”

Qing Jiao nodded and said, "I'm curious, how dare you do such a risky thing between Qingtian Dao and the Sword Sect?" ”

Nandao was silent for a moment and said, "I don't know. ”

Although he said it to Tingfeng Yin, it was just to keep his promise to the senior brother of Camellia Sword, whose name had long been forgotten by the world.

But Nandao himself didn't know if there was some hatred for Zhang Xiaoyu's sword in it.

It's something that is hard to explain to yourself.

Maybe it's a mixed bag.

"I thought you should have some idea....."

"But that thought." Nandao sat under the black umbrella, looked at the woman in red holding the sword in front of her, and said word by word, "There is always something dirty and unspeakable." ”

Green Pepper stood there in silence.

"I'm not a saint, I'm not perfect, I'm just a human."

Nandao stood up with an umbrella and turned his back to the green pepper, perhaps looking at the mountain snow outside the canyon, which could calm his mind a little.

Maybe it's raising his hand to wipe away some of the unspeakable and undebunked fears.

It was always the young man who held an umbrella, carried a sword, and stood in silence for a long time with his back to the snowy mountains outside the gorge.

Then he turned around, perhaps his mind had calmed down, and the look on the young man's face calmed down a little, and he walked out of the canyon.

"I'd like to go over there."

Qingjiao turned around and looked at the young man standing outside the small building looking at the world.

She knew it was asking for her opinion.

"Okay."

So Qingjiao hugged the sword and walked out of the canyon.

......

"Before I say please, I want to ask my brother some questions."

Mei Xiyu stood in the high mountain snow valley, quietly looking at Chen Huaifeng who was coming towards this wide valley and said.

"Okay."

So Chen Huaifeng put the sword in his hand aside and stopped there.

"Why did March go to Dazezhong?"

Chen Huaifeng squinted, looked at Mei Xiyu quietly, and then said calmly: "Because someone always has to go to Zeli to have a look." ”

"Why don't you Chen Huaifeng go?"

"Since Huaidu asked him to come, then naturally he will go, if Huaidu asks you to come over Meixiyu, it will naturally be you Meixiyu to go."

"Looking at Nanyi City, it's not Huaidu or Qingtian Dao, it's your Human Sword Sect."

"Before that storm fell, no one knew if it was aimed at Nanyi City or the human world." Chen Huaifeng said calmly, "I naturally want to think bigger. ”

Mei Xiyu stood in the valley snow and looked at this Sword Sect disciple quietly.

"I thought you'd have some remorse."

Chen Huaifeng said calmly: "Except for killing Liu March with my own hands, I have nothing to regret. ”

When Mei Xiyu heard this, her expression instantly turned cold, and the wind around her body was circulating, and there was a Taoist text looming in the valley snow.

"So in this story, how selfish is the senior brother?"

Chen Huaifeng looked at those Taoist precursors, and still said calmly: "Selfishness is a meaningless thing, if you want to ask about selfishness, I also want to ask the world, when everything in the Southern Witch Ghost Dao and Daze appeared outside Nanyi City, who wants to come to Nanyi City to see?" ”

"I know that there are many disciples in this generation of the Sword Sect, more than ever, and when they don't enter the human world in the future, they will naturally be enough to make you uneasy."

"So even if the human world stood by and watched, and only let the Human Sword Sect and Lingnan face these things, we didn't say anything. Not to mention that in this matter, you Qingtian Dao also has a problem. ”

"What's wrong with my Qingtian Dao?"

"Could it be that Qingtian Dao doesn't recognize Bai He's identity?" Chen Huaifeng quietly looked at the Meixi rain at the end of the valley. "The 300,000 Qingjia of Nanyi City was taken away by Baihe and Beitai, and Qingtian Dao can be put aside?"

Mei Xiyu frowned and said, "I don't know about this matter, and I don't know if Guanli knows it." ”

"It doesn't matter if you know it or not." Chen Huaifeng said calmly, "I'm only here today because of the matter of Liu March. One thing at a time, a lot of things, don't put it bluntly, put it bluntly, Qingtian Dao doesn't want to stay in the north in peace. ”

Mei Xiyu was silent, and then looked at Chen Huaifeng at the mouth of the valley for a long time, raised his hand, and the Daowen around his body appeared, and a round of blue sky and moon appeared on the top of this extremely high mountain and snow mountain in the world, like the eye of the blue underworld.

"Please."

"Okay."

There is a sword drawn out of the snow, and in the snow of the mountains, the wind and rain hang the curtain.

This place is 1,900 feet away from the world.

Naturally, there is no need to be courteous.

......

The old sword cultivator, who was too lazy to have a name, sat at the mouth of the valley with his cheeks propped up.

The sword that had followed him for many years stuck in the snow in front of him.

The realm of the old sword cultivator is naturally not high, and he is just stepping on the snow realm.

As he himself said, if someone fights at the door of his house, someone must come and see it, but Lingnan can't pick a sword cultivator who can suppress those two people, so he has to be taller in age, at least a few seniors.

After all, such an old sword cultivator in his nineties worked hard to climb up the mountain, and Mei Xiyu and Chen Huaifeng couldn't say a word about you, old Deng, what did you come up to do?

Old Jian Xiu thought to himself while sitting up straight and wrestling his fingers there.

"Is it four months and twenty-nine days, or four months and thirty days?"

Old Jian Xiu's age is indeed very old, so he really can't remember it clearly.

I've been breaking it for a long time, and I haven't figured it out.

Then he heard the voices coming from the snowy valley of the mountains.

While listening, he smacked his lips.

It turns out that the story between Qingtian Dao and the Human Sword Sect is like this?

Old Jian Xiu suddenly understood why he didn't stand tall in height, not in appearance.

It turned out that it was more than just a sentence of seniors.

It's even more because Lingnan doesn't want to know what entanglement Qingtian Dao has with the Human Sword Sect.

But there must always be someone watching at the doorstep.

So I found an old man who had a hard time climbing a mountain.

The life expectancy in the world is not more than 100, so naturally it does not mean that you will be able to live to be 100 years old.

If everyone can live to be 100 years old, a long life and 100 years old will naturally be a meaningless greeting.

Therefore, the old sword cultivator who is ninety-two years old, four months and thirty days old will probably not live long.

It won't last long, and you don't have to hide these secrets after hearing those stories.

Old Jian Xiu thought about it while determining his age to four months and thirty days.

It's good to be old, you can still listen to some gossip, and you can listen to a few seniors.

When Old Jian Xiu thought like this, there was a mighty wind blowing out of the valley behind him.

almost blew the old sword cultivator down the mountain road.

Fortunately, he was also a sword cultivator after all, so he hurriedly held his sword and stabilized his figure there.

Looking up, above this huge valley, there is a bright moon hanging high, and there is sword light circulating.

Probably there was a fierce fight inside.

The wind blew endlessly, blowing the snow in the mountains and mountains of the world, as if the pear blossoms were falling.

Then the sword intent rose up, with the wind and rain chill, and suppressed those winds.

This is certainly as it should be.

The Sword Sect has been stronger than the Dao Sect for nearly a thousand years.

Old Jian Xiu thought so, and clapped his hands while sitting alone outside the valley.

There was a rather clear sword sound in the wind.

The old sword cultivator seemed to have seen the picture of Chen Huaifeng going away with a sword and slashing through the blue sky and moon.

So he raised his head, and above the bright moon above his head, a crack really appeared, which was not broken, and he wanted to fall without falling.

When will the moon be in the blue sky, I will hold the sword and ask it today.

Old Jian Xiu smiled and clapped his hands, and at the same time, he inevitably had some regrets.

If he was a twenty-nine-year-old sword cultivator, watching that sword break through the moon, he would probably have all the pride in his heart.

In the future, the way of the sword will always be stained with a few points of the aura of a sword slashing through the moon and the moon.

It's a pity that I'm already ninety-two years old, and I don't think about anything anymore, so I just clapped my hands and said okay.

The bright moon was not broken, but some rain was heard outside the valley.

Not the sound of wind and rain, but the sound of rain in the stream.

It's as if everything in front of me is suddenly no longer mountain snow, but a forest of white plums, and the drizzle in the forest falls into the clear stream and gurgles away.

Meixi rain.

Baimei Creek rains, and the mountains are ethereal.

Old Sword Xiu took a deep breath, of course this is also an extremely wonderful Dao technique, it seems that it should be that Mei Xiyu's unique Dao technique.

Those sword intents were suppressed again.

The old sword cultivator sat outside with his sword in his hand a little worried.

It seems that he has seen Chen Huaifeng holding his sword and trapped in a plum forest by the stream.

The people of the Dao Sect are naturally good at using the vitality of heaven and earth, or strengthening the body, or creating all things.

So what's next?

White plums naturally have to be broken with red plums.

So in the valley, there was a flying red.

Chen Huaifeng is different from Zhang Xiaoyu, he is an extremely orthodox sword cultivator of the Human Sword Sect, and he is also the style of the sword grinding cliff sword path that was practiced.

Therefore, this sword has also been seen outside Nanyi City in the world.

It's called Randy Red and Flying Over the Swing.

The old sword correction wants to say wonderful, wonderful.

It's just that before he could say it, those flying reds disappeared into the mountain snow in the world.

It's as if someone forcibly interrupted their sword pose.

Old Jian Xiu suddenly remembered Mei Xiyu's words.

Yes.

Chen Huaifeng had to lose to him Mei Xiyu.

Old Jian Xiu sighed, stood up, drew his sword, and quietly walked down the mountain.