Of course, Lingnan will not stop Yun Zhusheng.

Lingnan can't stop Yun Zhusheng.

When the young man who looked extremely weak was coughing up blood, he crossed the sword intent barrier from Xiao Jiufeng, and stepped on this mountain range against the wind and snow, listening to the wind and chanting was listening to the wind by the stream, and Gu Shanhong was looking at Feihong on the top of the mountain.

And Nandao is taking Lu Xiaoer to walk among the first peaks of the Lingnan Xiaojiufeng Sword Sect.

Qingjiao didn't come today, and Le Chaotian also showed a lack of interest in treading the snow to find the sword, only the little boy Lu Xiaoer followed with a sword after hearing that Nandao was going to go to the Little Nine Peak Sword Sect.

The first peak of the Little Nine Peaks Sword Sect was in the mountains to the north of Qifeng Mountain, closer to the north of the Ling.

As the oldest surviving sword sect in the Lingnan Sword Sect, the history of the first peak can be traced back to nearly two thousand years ago.

The first peak may not be the oldest of the Lingnan Sword Sect, but it is still alive in the ancient.

The mountain gate of the first peak is at the place of the mountain hundred zhang, there are four mountain gates, I heard that in the past, when the Xiaojiufeng Sword Sect was still quite famous, there was an uncle at the mountain gate all the year round, responsible for the assessment and registration of some disciples who went up the mountain.

It's just that this kind of scene hasn't happened for a long time.

When Nan Dao and Lu Xiaoer went up from the West Mountain Gate of the First Peak, the mountain gate, which was built many years ago, collapsed and was buried in the wind and snow.

Thinking about the other three mountain gates, even if they don't become like this, they probably won't be much worse.

The story about the first peak mainly comes from the narration of the little nephew next to him.

"In the beginning, I also wanted to come to the first peak." Lu Xiaoer followed behind Nandao with his sword, stepping on the snow under his feet, which had lost a section of his calf, and said with some regret.

Nan Dao glanced back at the little boy behind him and said, "Then why didn't you come later?" ”

Lu Xiaoer thought for a while and said, "Because when I walked to the vicinity of the Little White Sword Sect with the little wooden sword on my back, I saw the master sitting alone on the edge of the cliff in a daze, I thought, this person looks so lonely. My family is in a small village at the foot of Lingxi Mountain, so I subconsciously thought that after I left, my mother should be like this, and I was inexplicably alone in a daze. ”

Nandao listened quietly.

The little boy sighed and said, "So when the master saw me and asked me, do you want to learn swords, I nodded subconsciously, e=(′o'*))) Alas, as soon as I entered Xiaobai, it was as deep as the sea, and from then on Jiufeng was a passerby. ”

The little boy didn't know where he learned these words, but since Lu Xiaosan started to go to Sword Lake to recite poems, everyone seemed to have some poet's breath.

Lu Xiaoer tilted his head to think as he spoke, and said, "But if I really came all the way here at that time, I probably wouldn't have met you, Uncle Shi." It will also be like those sword cultivators I met on the way here, like a person who has nothing to do with it, curiously watching Uncle Shi walk past there. ”

Nandao laughed softly, walked through those broken mountain gates, walked upward, and said: "But you may meet more people, there are many people in the Little Nine Peaks Sword Sect, I heard from Senior Brother that before the battle in Nanyi City, there were about more than 30,000 sword cultivators in the Nine Peaks. ”

Nandao sighed as he spoke.

80,000 sword cultivators descended the mountain, leaving 70,000 people outside Nanyi City.

The wounds in the story of war always seem to be easy to realize later.

Lu Xiaoer didn't say anything more, the two of them looked up at the Sword Sect Snow Mountain, where there might be only a few hundred people left, and they always felt that there was some loneliness in the wind.

But in fact, Lingnan never mentioned those stories himself.

A lot of things can be seen in some relics.

For example, listen to the countless remnants of the sword sect on the cliffs where the wind comes.

The two walked quietly, but in the snow in front of them, a small wooden house suddenly appeared on the side, and in the snow in front of the house, a man who looked to be in his forties sat with his eyes closed and holding a scabbard.

It didn't seem that Jian Xiu was deliberately waiting here, because when the sound of Nandao's two people stepping on the snow woke him up, this Jian Xiu opened his eyes, but he looked at the two of them in some surprise.

"Who are you?"

"Little White Sword Sect Lu Xiaoer, this is my uncle, we want to go up the mountain to have a look, if you disturb, please forgive me."

Nan Dao was about to say something, but Lu Xiaoer on the side stepped out first, saluted the man with his sword, and said with a glance.

Lu Xiaoer was naturally worried that Nandao didn't know what to say, because in the past, this young uncle always seemed unwilling to call himself as a Lingnan sword cultivator, so he simply said it first.

Nan Dao turned his head to look at Lu Xiaoer on the side, then smiled, also saluted, and said: "Tianya Sword Sect Nan Dao, I have seen Senior Brother, the matter of going up the mountain, when I was listening to Fengxi, I had already mentioned it to Lord Shen Feng first. ”

Lu Xiaoer glanced back at Nandao in surprise, and then laughed happily rarely.

The sword cultivator in front of the wooden house looked at the somewhat strange uncle and nephew very curiously, and didn't know what the situation was.

It's just probably because of the fact that the nephew rushed to speak in front of the uncle, which made this sword cultivator a little dislike this young man with clear eyebrows.

I probably think this is a showy little broken child.

He looked at Nandao, and then was stunned, and said with some uncertainty: "Watching the rain realm? ”

In a place like Lingnan, no matter when and where, the rain watching environment with the appearance of a teenager is probably always eye-catching.

Nandao whispered, "Yes." ”

The man's expression became gentle, and he said with a soft smile: "I probably know who you are, this senior brother, I am ashamed of it." ”

Lu Xiaoer seemed to remember something, and said, "You are a mountain patrol from the Nine Peaks?" ”

The ranger nodded coldly.

Lu Xiaoer didn't care about the attitude of this mountain patrolman, he just thought he was the one who saw people serving dishes.

The two had a misunderstanding with each other, but no one paid attention to anyone.

Nandao chuckled softly: "Actually, I should call me a senior." ”

The mountain ranger looked at Nandao and shook his head self-deprecatingly and said: "After more than 30 years of cultivation, I have only started the beginning of the trail and climbed the three floors, where can I be worthy of the word senior." ”

"Senior brother went to the mountain to learn swords at the age of ten?"

The mountain ranger smiled softly and said, "It's just that I have learned some superficial swordsmanship, and the sword in my hand may not even be able to defeat this little nephew beside you." ”

Nandao was surprised and said, "Why? ”

The mountain ranger pointed to the empty scabbard in his arms and said, "Because the Jiufeng Mountain Ranger does not practice swords, only cultivates sword intent. Patrol the mountains with a sword. ”

Nandao seemed to understand something, looked up at the sword intent above the wind and snow, and said, "The sword of sealing the mountain is the sword of the senior brother?" ”

The mountain ranger smiled and said, "It's the sword of the senior brothers." ”

Naturally, there could not be only one person in the Jiufeng Mountain Patrol.

"Senior brother, has he been staying in front of the house like this?"

The mountain ranger shook his head and smiled, and said: "Naturally not, sometimes when I am tired of sitting, I will get up and dance two swords, or take a walk in the mountains, forests, rain and snow with a sword." ”

When Nandao heard this, he suddenly remembered the picture he had before.

After the new rain in the green mountains, there is a sword cultivator walking in the mountains with a sword, I don't know where I came from, I don't know where I'm going.

Maybe you don't really have to come and go.

It's just a leisurely walk around the mountains.

The three of them were chatting, but the mountain ranger sitting in front of the Lu suddenly changed his expression, and then his face quickly turned pale visibly, and in the wind and snow, a sword returned and fell in the snow in front of the Lu.

Nandao and the two looked at this change, their expressions changed, they raised their hands to hold the sword, and looked in the direction where the sword that broke through the wind and snow came.

However, the wind and snow were quite peaceful, and nothing seemed to have happened.

"Nothing." The ranger raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips, drew his sword from the snow beside him, and threw it into the sheath.

Nan Dao looked back at Senior Brother Mountain Ranger and said, "What happened?" ”

The mountain ranger raised his head a little pale and said, "It's just that someone forced their way into the mountain." ”

Nandao frowned and said, "Forcing into the mountain, it's not a problem?" ”

The mountain patrol body was surging with vitality around the world, and his breath stabilized a little, and then he smiled and said: "If you can force yourself into the mountain, Lingnan generally has no way. We mountain rangers specialize in the way of sword intent, and even our sword intent can't stop them, and naturally others can't stop it. Not to mention. ”

The mountain ranger looked at the sword in his arms with weak sword intent, and said softly, "This may be a great road cultivation. ”

When the mountain ranger told these helpless stories, he just smiled, without regret or self-deprecation.

It's like you're used to it.

"I think it's also my bad luck, probably the sword light happened to be patrolling that place, and I bumped into that Taoist."

"Daoist?"

Lu Xiaoer looked at the mountain ranger and said puzzled.

It was probably the decisiveness of the young man when he drew his sword that made the mountain patrol look a little better, but at this time, he was not as cold as before, nodded and said: "Yes, my sword intent hit his Dao Yun, and it will be knocked back and back." ”

The mountain ranger said, looked at the two of them again, smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, this kind of thing is very common, probably just passers-by." ”

Nandao lowered his hand again, stood under the umbrella and looked at the mountain ranger and whispered, "Senior brother, hard work. ”

The mountain ranger said slowly: "It's just sticking to it, it's not hard." ”

Probably saying the word sticking to the word, with some emotion, the mountain patroller said with regret: "If Lingnan could not be attached to the sword in his hand and look at the world more when the avenue was first born, it would not be what it is now. ”

Nandao whispered, "Yes." ”

The mountain ranger smiled, looked at Nandao and said: "You can get out of the place where the Tianya Sword Sect is playing and come to Xiao Jiufeng to have a look, this is a very good thing, Xiao Jiufeng may not be able to have anything to help you, but after all, it is difficult to make a big deal behind closed doors, and only by seeing all over the world can you have everyone's spirit." When you leave Lingnan in the future, you also need to go to the world more, and the way of the seven senior brothers of the Sword Cliff is not because of this. ”

Nandao took his head and said, "Thank you for your teachings. ”

The mountain ranger said, but he looked at Lu Xiaoer on the side again, and said quietly: "There are five thousand words of the green cow - I always have three treasures, and I hold on to them." One is kindness, the second is thrifty, and the third is not daring to be the first in the world. Kindness and courage; Thrifty can be wide; Don't dare to be the first in the world, so you can become a long. Teenagers can naturally carry a sharp edge, but having a sharp edge and showing a sharp edge are two different things. ”

There are countless green cows in the world, and the mountain rangers have seen it, so it is naturally not an uncommon thing.

It's just that those Great Dao techniques often can't be used by people.

Lu Xiaoer was a little dazed, and he didn't know why the mountain ranger suddenly said this to himself.

Just looking at this Jiufeng Sword Cultivator in his forties, there didn't seem to be any malice, the little boy still bowed sincerely and said, "The juniors are taught." ”

The mountain ranger looked at the two with a slight smile, pointed towards the mountain, and said, "Go up the mountain." ”

The two nodded, and walked towards the mountain in the wind and snow, but they only walked for a while, but Nandao looked back at the mountain ranger and said, "What is the name of the senior brother?" ”

The mountain ranger smiled and said, "Liu Xunshan." ”

"The patrol of the mountains?"

The mountain ranger shook his head and said, "The search for the mountain." ”

The two of them seemed to be playing a dumb riddle.

But when the ranger shook his head, Nandao naturally knew that it was not the patrol he thought.

Came to the mountains, and finally patrolled the mountains.

That's probably it.

The two continued to walk towards the mountain for a while, and Lu Xiaoer looked at Nandao and said, "Why does Uncle Shi know his name." ”

Nandao chuckled softly and said, "I asked for you." ”

Lu Xiaoer was stunned and said, "Asked for me?" ”

Nan Dao thought about the attitudes of the previous mountain rangers, and said, "Because he has some misunderstanding with you, and knowing the name, you can go to him in the future to solve that misunderstanding." ”

Lu Xiaoer walked in the snow for a while holding his sword before he understood.

"He thinks I'm a good person?"

Nandao whispered, "Maybe so. ”

Lu Xiaoer turned around and was about to go down the mountain, and said, "That's not good, I have to go and make it clear to him." ”

Nandao chuckled and said, "You go now, didn't you just respond to his words?" ”

Lu Xiaoer sighed and said, "Okay then." ”

Although the little boy didn't carry an umbrella like Nandao, he still brought a dog-eared hat made by Lu Xiaoxiao, and his sullen appearance at this time was quite interesting.

Like an aggrieved puppy.

Nandao looked at him, thought for a while, and said, "Actually, I also have something to tell you. ”

Lu Xiaoer looked up at Nandao and said, "What does Uncle Shi want to say?" ”

"Know its glory, guard its humiliation, and be the valley of the world." Nandao said softly.

The valley lasts forever, and it is the word "keep".

Lu Xiaoer understood, held the sword and looked at Nan Dao and nodded vigorously, and said, "I understand, Uncle Shi." ”

Nandao didn't say anything more.

In fact, this sentence was said by Peach Blossom.

The two of them walked along the snow-covered stone steps for a while, but finally some buildings were silent in the snow.

Stretching through the mountains and forests on both sides, the sword pavilion is full of snow hanging in the corners of the eaves.

The once incomparably prosperous Sword Sect is now quite silent in the wind and snow.

Only by standing in those vast silences can you probably understand that the story that happened outside Nanyi City was a bit cruel.

Nandao held an umbrella with a sword, standing on the mountain road, quietly looking at the sword pavilions.

Lu Xiaoer also watched silently.

If it weren't for the fact that the little boy hadn't entered the Tao at the beginning and was too young, maybe Lu Xiaoer would have appeared above the head of Nanyi City and met with the war that came from the south.

Maybe it's going to die there, maybe it's not.

The two of them watched silently for a long time, and then walked back to the higher part of the mountain.

After walking for a while, when I reached a position of nearly a thousand feet, there were finally some voices on the first peak.

It was some sword flats in the snow, and the two of them stood on the mountain road and looked over there, only to see that there were still some sword cultivators, on the sword flats, practicing swords in the snow, or refining their sword intent with wind and snow.

Lingnan is certainly not a secular place.

Although this huge mountain range has many of the same characteristics as the world, it is also a place of sword cultivation with an extremely long history in the world.

The wind and snow sword light on a flat of wind and snow have made the sparseness along the way a lot scattered.

A disciple of Jiufeng who was closer saw the two people on the mountain road, and after hesitating for a while, he put away his sword and walked towards this side, stopped in front of Nandao, saluted, and said, "Senior brother." ”

Nandao heard this sentence, but he was stunned for a moment.

Then he looked at the young sword cultivator in front of him who was only in the mountain realm, but he also reacted.

Yes, he is indeed a senior brother.

In the eyes of the vast majority of sword cultivators in Lingnan, a sword cultivator like himself in the Rain-Watching Realm is indeed a senior brother.

It's just that in the past, he either stayed in Nanyi City or stayed in Luofeng Canyon, but Nandao didn't realize that he could be a senior brother when he became enlightened and watched the rain and walked in most of the world's cultivation places.

Nandao looked at the sword cultivators in the wind and snow, those sword cultivators who were cultivating in the snow but were still on the stage in the cultivation world, sighed softly, looked back at the Jiufeng sword cultivator in front of him, and smiled softly and said, "Senior brother." ”

Nandao is probably finally beginning to be able to accept the title of senior brother and junior brother calmly.

Le Chaotian, a cheating junior brother, naturally contributed a lot.

Lu Xiaoer on the side was holding his sword and saluting uprightly.

"Uncle Shi is good."

The young man with handsome eyebrows and eyes made Uncle Shi a little at a loss for a while for the sword cultivator who saw the mountain realm.

Nan Dao smiled and said, "This is my nephew, Lu Xiaoer." ”

"Oh, that's good."

The sword cultivator held the sword and said with some embarrassment.

Although he doesn't know what's good either.

But it's a bit of a conversation.

After thinking about it, the sword cultivator probably felt that he should take out some of his uncle's appearance, so he took out half a piece of pear paste candy from his arms in a mess, stretched out his hand and handed it to Lu Xiaoer and said, "Senior nephew does not eat candy, how are you practicing swords, do you feel the qi in your cultivation?" ”

Lu Xiaoer said very sincerely: "Thank you, don't eat sugar, the sword practice is okay, the sword intent has been cultivated for a while, and the cultivation has already seen the mountain." ”

Take a look, what is someone else's child?

One question and one answer, reasonable and well-founded, full of confidence.

The sword cultivator was stunned for a moment, then looked at Lu Xiaoer in amazement and said, "How long have you been practicing?" ”

Lu Xiaoer said softly: "Actually, it's been a long time, it's been more than a year since I went up the mountain, and I've been practicing for almost a year. ”

In the early stage of sword cultivation, in terms of cultivation progress, it is naturally inferior to the Daomen, because it is necessary to practice the sword and visualize the sword intent seeds, and the time is naturally not as good as the Daomen's Qing cultivation.

Jian Xiu just couldn't stop sighing - giving birth to a son should be like Lu's nephew.

Nandao just chuckled softly from the sidelines.

Jian Xiu probably wanted to say something to him, but after seeing Lu Xiaoer, he was also a little ashamed of himself, and went to practice in the wind and snow in Jianping.

Of course, giving birth to a child should be like Lu Xiaoer.

As for the South Island, it is probably only dreamed.

Nandao's words of picking snow for Lingnan by the stream have spread all over Lingnan, except for those who are quite withdrawn, they naturally know how short this young man took to reach the realm of enlightenment and rain.

After being amazed, I also felt that it was taken for granted.

This is the hope that Lingnan has been waiting for thousands of years, and it should be so.

The sword cultivators thought.