The river was full of wind and snow, and everyone stood quietly in the snow.

The meaning of Lingnan wind and snow is naturally very simple.

No matter what the world is.

Lingnan should be in the same stream.

Either it's all rice or it's all weeds.

If there is a problem with the world.

Then you need to ask him about the sword of the South Island first.

The demon cultivator named Grass Seed was silent for a long time, and then said softly, "Okay. ”

Lingnan is a very simple place.

So some of the blizzards also ended very simply.

When the boy under the umbrella did not stand from a distance for the first time, but walked with everyone into the snowstorm, the wind and snow subsided.

This is the meaning of opening the door and opening the mountain.

Listening to the wind and standing in the snow on the river bridge, his eyes were taken back from the young man, and he looked at the people who were separated by the stream, and said softly, "Go back." ”

So the mountain of sword cultivation slowly dispersed.

There were only these people who listened to the wind and chanted by the stream, and the East China Sea sword cultivator who was watching from afar.

It wasn't until everyone left that Qingjiao stepped forward with his sword in his hand, saluted to Tingfeng, and said, "How is the situation in the East China Sea?" ”

Listening to the wind and whispering: "The East China Sea is okay, the high cliff is there, and for a while, there is no chaos." ”

Qingjiao hesitated a little, as if he wanted to ask something, but in the end he didn't ask, just said, "Thank you." ”

Listening to the wind, he waved his hand to indicate that it was just a trivial matter.

Only then did the group look at Nandao, who was drawing their swords by the stream and wiping the slush on their swords in the snow.

The peak masters of Little Nine Peaks all looked at this young man under the umbrella in amazement.

"It turns out that you have really entered the realm of watching the rain."

The second peak master, which is also what Qingjiao said, a middle-aged woman named Sang Shanyue, Jian Xiu, looked at Nandao with a sigh and said.

Although the Enlightenment and Rain Realm is not a major repair in the world, it is naturally not a low realm in Lingnan.

Sang Shanyue said, but bowed to Nandao and said, "I need to say sorry to you." ”

Nan Dao rubbed his sword, glanced at her, and said, "What do you need to apologize for?" ”

Sang Shanyue said softly: "When Lingnan made some decisions about you, I was the one who objected. ”

It was April, when Lu Xiaoxiao stumbled back to Lingnan with the unknown life and death of Nandao.

Nandao said softly: "Actually, in the beginning, I didn't believe in many things myself. ”

Sang Shanyue just said sincerely and freely: "No matter what, this sorry voice still needs to be heard by you, and it should make me feel better." ”

Nandao looked at her for a long time, then smiled softly and said, "Okay." ”

This creek and snow rally, although it was quickly resolved because of the participation of the South Island.

But after all, those Nine Peaks Lords still needed to go back to deal with some riots, so they didn't say anything, just greeted Nandao sincerely and in amazement, and left in a hurry.

At the time of parting, Nandao remembered what Wu Dalong had said about the seven senior brothers of the Grinding Sword Cliff, and told them about it.

The first peak master is another person who didn't know the name of the creek bridge at the beginning, of course, Nandao still knew his name later, Shen Moss, a very down-to-earth name, probably silent moss.

Shen Qingmoss told Nandao that the Seventh Senior Brother had indeed come to the Lingnan Xiaojiufeng Sword Sect, but when the Seventh Senior Brother traveled to Lingnan, he had not yet gone up the cliff, so he did not leave anything, and probably only a few sword tablets erected by later generations, which probably meant that the Seventh Senior Brother had gone to Lingnan to ask for swords.

Nandao didn't care.

"Naturally, I don't have any plans to look at the ruins of my predecessors and understand any earth-shattering ideas of swordsmanship, but I'm just a little curious about the story of such a senior."

"I'm just afraid that you have something to look forward to, and you won't get anything in the end." Shen Qingmoss said softly.

The South Island knows it.

So all the peaks and peaks left.

On the river bridge, only Gu Shanhong of the Shocking Sword Sect and the Listening Wind Sword Sect were left listening to the Wind Yin.

Gu Shanhong didn't speak, so he kept looking at Nandao with a smile, and Nandao was a little uncomfortable.

Listening to the wind and sitting down on the brook bridge, he picked up the wine pot on the brook bridge that has been used as a scenery all year round, shook it towards the south island, and said, "Do you want to drink?" ”

Nandao naturally has a wine pot around his waist, and the pot is full of peach blossom wine, which is boiled by himself when he gets up early in the morning.

So Nandao shook his head, patted the flask on his waist and said, "I have it myself." ”

Listening to the wind Yin smiled and said, "What wine?" ”

"Peach blossom wine cooked by yourself."

Gu Shanhong was a little curious, "In the cold winter, where did the peach blossom wine come from?" ”

Nan Dao took the wine jug and walked up to the river bridge, and said: "It is about the branch of the peach tree of the Human Sword Sect, I planted a branch, in the Tianya Sword Sect, if the two seniors are interested, they can pick some boiled wine." ”

The sword cultivation in the world is probably always indispensable to the pleasure of wine.

So Gu Shanhong and Tingfeng Yin were obviously very interested.

The sword behind Gu Shanhong, after Nandao finished speaking, turned into sword light and disappeared into the snow, and after a short time, he picked a lot of peach blossoms and came back.

"Senior brother, I want to cook wine."

Probably because the matter in Lingnan has calmed down temporarily, this still young sword cultivator is quite interested, and he wants to listen to the wind and cook wine at the moment.

When Nandao heard the voice, he had a little headache, and looked at the wind to moan, and sure enough, the latter helped his forehead, and then used the sword light to take the stove and the pot for boiling wine from the cliff where the wind came. Then he sat in the snow on the river bridge, poured snow and boiled wine.

Nandao had his own wine, so he sat on the bridge of the stream and drank it first, then looked at the green pepper and said, "Do you want it?" ”

Qingjiao shook his head calmly, and just sat down with a sword on the side.

Listening to the wind while boiling wine, he looked at the green pepper and said, "You seem to be a little lost? ”

People who are good at listening to the wind are probably also good at watching colors.

Qingjiao probably has some such emotions, but when he speaks, he is still quite calm and indifferent.

"Yesterday I lost to the South Island."

The two who were smiling and cooking wine were stunned for a moment, looking back and forth at the young man drinking under the umbrella and the woman in red who was sitting quietly.

"Drinking and losing?"

Listening to the wind and raising his eyebrows, he said.

"I lost the sword test." Qingjiao said calmly, "He has a sword, and I am not as good as him." ”

Gu Shanhong laughed softly and said: "The realm of climbing the building, losing to the realm of watching the rain, thinking of that sword, I am very proud." ”

Nandao was drinking on the side, but asked curiously, "How is the realm of climbing the building?" ”

Gu Shanhong smiled softly and said: "It is the realm of the small road, hearing the Tao is like looking for plums, seeing the Tao is like climbing the building, going upstairs and going, and seeing the avenue, it is the two realms of me and me." ”

It was the first time Minami had heard of such a thing, and sat with a flask in his arms.

"Which is higher or lower?"

"There's no high or low between the two." Gu Shanhong said softly, "When you enter the avenue, you have my realm, that is, you can view the Tao with me, and everything is my color, so you have to enter the world." Entering the realm of selflessness on the avenue is to view the Tao with Taoism, and there is no self. ”

"In today's world, we can compare the view of mountains and rivers with the lack of a door. Li Shanhe has a very famous saying, called the world Tao gives birth to me, not me gives birth to the Tao, for example, the mother gives birth to the child, the son is naturally not the mother, the two flow together, but not the same quality, then the natural avenue is not me, I am not the avenue, then in the avenue, there must be me. And the lack of one door is that heaven and earth are born together with me, all things are one with me, I am the Tao, and the Tao is me. I look at each other, and I forget about it. It is also the origin of the saying that the fate of the three feet is unapproachable, because I still have me in my heart, and the fate of my view will naturally interfere with it, which has always led to infinite changes and elusiveness between the three feet. Only by looking at fate can we get the closest answer. ”

Gu Shanhong said, but he laughed softly, glanced at the snow in Lingnan, and said: "In fact, it has always been recognized in the world that there is a third realm. ”

Nandao was surprised and said, "What is it?" ”

Listening to Feng Yin said with a smile on the side: "The third is the no-man's land in Lingnan. Because no one enters the highway. ”

“......”

Nandao and Green Pepper were silent for a while at the self-deprecation of the two.

No man's land may be the world.

Gu Shanhong laughed self-deprecatingly and said, "Actually, whether it is a saint or a guardian in the world, they are just some names for the realm of the Great Dao. ”

The red-clothed sword cultivator from the East China Sea was silent for a while, and said, "What about the sword cultivator's final realm Qingyi?" ”

"Tsing Yi." Gu Shanhong looked up at the sky above the mountain snow.

"That's a man from heaven, what does it have to do with the world?"

I don't know where it came from, born like an abandoned child, was taken by an old beggar to walk in the world for 19 years, went up the cliff for a year and was invincible in the world, and then broke through the sky and disappeared.

Like a streamer that crosses the world, it comes and goes suddenly.

Probably a person like Tsing Yi can only be a person from heaven.

Everyone subconsciously looked up at the sky.

The wind and snow in the world are just like many years ago, when Tsing Yi left the world.

Snow is rarely seen in the southern extension of sorghum.

But after all, I met twice.

Once Tsing Yi left the world, and it snowed heavily in March.

One time was the inversion of the River Styx, and the entire Yellow Sorghum and Youhuang Mountains were plunged into wind and snow.

The words of Chu Dog barking when he saw the snow came from this.

The peach blossom boiled wine gradually boiled.

Gu Shanhong lowered his head again, sniffing the aroma of peach blossom wine that was rare in winter in the world.

Tsing Yi is a person from heaven, but he Gu Shanhong is not, he is just a small person in Lingnan who has nothing to do with the Great Road.

Therefore, the aroma of that pot of peach blossom wine is naturally more attractive than looking at the sky.

So he couldn't wait to take the flask from the stove, poured a glass of wine, sat on the bridge, warmed the wine, and poured his head white.

Listening to the wind and looking white, who didn't need to be drenched in snow, looked at the two of Nandao and said, "What are you doing here today?" ”

This may be a better place to ask at the beginning.

It's just that the small talk is probably too far, but I'm only talking about it now.

Nandao took the letter from his bosom and said, "Send a letter to Mojian Cliff." ”

Listening to Feng Yin, he took it with a smile and said, "You'd better not write anything to provoke right and wrong in the letter to the Grinding Sword Cliff, a place like the Grinding Sword Cliff can't afford to provoke in the world." ”

Although Qingtian Dao can't afford to provoke Lingnan, after all, Qingtian Dao is a place of cultivation in the world, and it will eventually give Lingnan some face to a place like Lingnan.

Mojian Cliff has never looked at the world, nor will it give face to the world.

At the beginning, Huangliang was destroyed by the demon ancestor with a sword, and he probably had a deep understanding.

Nandao sat under the umbrella and tilted his head for a while, then took a sip of peach blossom wine, and said softly: "Probably there will indeed be some things that provoke right and wrong, but I don't think the world can handle this matter, but I can handle it." ”

Writing a love letter to a woman in a white dress in Mojian Cliff is naturally a big trouble.

As for why the South Island felt that it could cope.

Probably because of the courage of Qiu Xi'er's reply letter at the beginning.

Love really takes courage to face the six-eyed flying fish.

Since the letter has been delivered, the rest of the matter will naturally be handed over to the Lingnan Zero Pavilion, Nandao did not stay any longer, hung the wine jug on his waist, stood up, said goodbye to the two who were drinking in the snow, and walked in the direction where he came with the green pepper.

Gu Shanhong sat there all the time, quietly watching the figures of the two leaving, and then laughed softly: "I thought he wouldn't stand up today." ”

Today's events, although they didn't come deliberately, but when Gu Shanhong saw this Lingnan hope coming, he still had some thoughts.

He originally thought that the young man under the umbrella would probably continue to stand under the umbrella as usual, like an outsider, watching these people in the wind and snow.

I just didn't expect him to come out so crisply.

They summoned the lords of the peaks of the Little Nine Peaks Sword Sect to prepare for the worst and forcibly suppress the commotion of these demon cultivators.

It's just that things didn't come to this.

When listening to the wind and finish talking about the rice and the weeds.

The boy walked out with an umbrella.

Lingnan needs a sword that can truly be seen and convinced by the world.

That's the South Island.

Not an island in the south.

It is the island of sword raising in Lingnan.

Listening to Feng Yin, he was not much surprised, but he drank the freshly boiled peach blossom wine, thinking about those conversations in the Luofeng Canyon of the Tianya Sword Sect that day, and said slowly: "This is the meaning of Lingnan's desperate bet. ”

Gu Shanhong turned his head, tasted those peach blossom wines, and said softly: "But the only pity is that in the final analysis, he will still be the one who sharpens the sword cliff in the future." ”

Tingfeng Yin smiled and said, "But in the future, the world will naturally remember that he went out of Lingnan." The Little Nine Peaks Sword Sect didn't seize the opportunity back then, and now we naturally grasp it even tighter. ”

When the seventh senior brother of the Sword Grinding Cliff walked through Lingnan, probably the people at that time would not have thought that such a person who was holding a four-foot decision and walked out of the core of the retro flow kendo would make such a big change in the sword path of the whole world.

Gu Shanhong listened to the words of the wind and raised his eyebrows and said, "How do you hold it tighter?" ”

Listening to Feng Yin, he thought for a while and said, "Does it count to turn your face with Your Majesty?" ”

It is natural to turn your face with His Majesty.

It's just that Kamigawa probably won't really come to settle anything in person because some people from the Heavenly Hell died in Lingnan.

Gu Shanhong looked at the mountains and snow.

Lingnan is closed to the mountains, and naturally there are still many people from heaven and prison who are trapped in these mountains, holding the wind and drinking snow, which is very miserable to think about.

So Gu Shanhong drank wine for a long time, and then said softly: "I'll come." ”

Listening to the wind and whispering: "It's not you who came, you didn't come, it was them who froze to death in the wind and snow." ”

Gu Shanhong said with a smile: "That's the case. ”

So the long sword behind the sect master of this Amazing Sword Sect turned into sword light, and passed through the wind and snow, in the vast mountains and snow, and did not know where to go.

After the sword light left, the two sat on the bridge and looked at each other quietly for a long time.

Then he sighed softly and said, "It seems that we are going to learn badly." ”

Gu Shanhong's expression also had some sadness.

"Yes, when I realized my brother's thoughts, I didn't feel anything wrong....."

Upper reaches of the world.

The world is indecent.

That's probably it.

"There is life and death, there is giving and taking." Listening to the wind whispered, "That's it. ”

The two did not continue on this topic.

There is a bright red still looming in the snow in the distant mountains.

But it wasn't blood, just a woman in red from the East China Sea.

Gu Shanhong glanced over there, then looked back and listened to the wind chanting, and said, "Chen Qingshan is in Lingbei Mountain Moon City, why didn't you tell her about this matter?" ”

Hearing Fengyin raised his eyebrows, looked at Gu Shanhong and said, "Tell her?" ”

Gu Shanhong looked at the look of listening to the wind and yin, but suddenly understood something, and said with a soft smile: "Yes, naturally I can't tell her." ”

Naturally, you can't tell her such a thing.

Chen Qingshan is the cultivation of the Great Avenue of Mountains and Rivers, and the green pepper is only the sword cultivation of the initial realm of the East China Sea Trail.

Got it, probably should be dead.

After Gu Shanhong figured it out, he looked at the peach blossom wine in the snow in front of him, and said softly: "I probably haven't drunk fresh peach blossom wine for a long time, and I was a little drunk, but I didn't understand it for a while." ”

Naturally, cultivators don't get drunk.

It's just that probably because of the three stages before entering the Tao, Qi Sense, Entering the Body, Zhou Tian, and the last stage, Zhou Tian, many years ago, used to be called alienation, and people often don't like to show too much difference from the world.

People get drunk.

So practitioners should be able to do the same.

It's not just the demon clan who wants to be a member of the world.

The same is true for practitioners.

So Gu Shanhong was probably really drunk.

When he was so drunk that the sword light came back with blood and hung on the stream bridge, he only thought it was the bright red azalea of March.

So he took the sword, looked at the rhododendrons that bloomed on the sword, and then took it into the crook of his arm, wrapped it in the plain robe, clamped it hard, and then pulled it out little by little.

The cold light on the sword was as clean as a clear stream at the foot of the March Mountain again.

It's just that the cuckoo with full sleeves is in full bloom.

It's like a thriving azalea bush nestled under a stream.

Gu Shanhong faced the bright red cuckoo that bloomed on his arms and sleeves.

"Senior brother, I'm nasty."

Gu Shanhong's voice was very calm and indifferent.

The calm and indifferent tone of the azalea that was drunk with the flourishing blood was so sober that it was chilling.

There are no azaleas on the cuffs, but the white hair on the sideburns is like a sword, stabbing upwards.

The white-haired sword is upward.

But.

"I'm nasty too."

Listening to the wind, he quietly looked at the sword in Gu Shanhong's hand and the red flower on the cuff, and said calmly.

Both of them are probably downstream.

So no one said anything more.

Quietly drenched in the snow, drinking peach blossom wine, and then leaving.