Naturally, the South Island did not bring fish back.

Just brought a whole body of wine, so that Le Chaotian, who poured a glass, smelled it upstairs, and subconsciously raised his eyebrows.

"Okay, senior brother, I said that I would wash the sword, but I secretly went down the mountain to drink, right?"

Nandao stood in the wind and snow below and smiled softly, and said, "Drinking is precisely to wash the sword, and the more you drink, the better you wash." ”

Le Chaotian looked at the sword behind Nandao and said, "So Senior Brother washed it clean?" ”

Nandao drew his sword from behind him.

The snow chips on the blue-black sword body were still there, like lying on the black ridge of the world, pouring a fine wind and snow.

"Probably yes."

Nandao looked at the sword in his hand and stabbed forward.

So the wind and snow swept away the wind and snow.

So the world becomes the world.

Le Chaotian stood up, but looked at the snowy peach blossom sword in Nandao's hand with great affection.

"This sword is good, beautiful and fun."

Le Chaotian smiled on the side and said, "Senior brother, can you turn my sword like this?" ”

Le Chaotian naturally liked it to death when he first saw the sword of fine snow, but unfortunately he really couldn't learn the sword of Nandao from the inside out.

But maybe now.

Nandao thought for a moment and said, "I can give it a try." ”

Although Nandao transferred all the wind and snow in the Divine Sea to the swords in the Grass for the Firefly Sword Lake in the Heavenly Town, Nandao also did not know whether he could still do this here.

Le Chaotian naturally didn't think about it so much, just looked at the young man under the umbrella with a smile, and then pulled out his sword and threw it down.

Nandao put his peach blossom sword into the sheath, and then raised his hand to catch Le Chaotian's butterfly love flower in the wind and snow.

The butterfly love flower fell into Nandao's hand, and instantly began to roar softly in the wind and snow, and Nandao calmly raised his hand and cut down the sword in the wind and snow.

The sound of the sword stopped, and the fine snow suddenly covered the sword body.

Le Chaotian stood upstairs and looked at it, but in an instant, he also turned into a butterfly love flower of the sword of fine snow, and said with a soft smile: "Senior brother, do you love money?" ”

Nandao held the butterfly love flower, walked upstairs, and said, "I guess I will love it." ”

Le Chaotian leaned on the guardrail, some wind and snow fell on his body, and only when the young man walked upstairs with an umbrella did he say: "The wind and snow on the sword, who doesn't love the sword cultivation in the world?" You see that Lu Xiaosan's stupid boy was fascinated by your sword. Senior brother can go to the world to open a wind and snow sword washing hall, and help those sword cultivators attach wind and snow to their swords, one hundred wen at a time. There are many sword cultivators who have entered the southern stream, and it is easy to make a lot of money. ”

Nandao raised his eyebrows, handed the sword to Le Chaotian, and said, "Really?" ”

Le Chaotian took the sword from Nandao's hand and said with a smile: "Senior brother, is your heart moved?" ”

Nandao sat down in the corridor and said, "It's a little, but it's not much. ”

Le Chaotian stood up, waved the chilly wind and snow butterfly love flower in his hand, and said with a soft smile: "Then it seems that I am not moved." ”

"Why?"

"Heartbeat is heartbeat, not heartbeat is not heartbeat, there is no heartbeat to say."

Le Chaotian said with a smile, played a handsome sword flower, and then gently threw the butterfly flower into the sheath leaning on the guardrail—the sword cultivator's eyes were probably indeed very good.

"By the way, Senior Sister, they came here before, saying that you came back to find them."

Although Lu Xiao wanted Le Chaotian to tell them.

But obviously, Le Chaotian would not do this kind of thing of running around to spread the news.

So I secretly changed it a little.

Just about the same thing.

Le Chaotian thought so.

Nandao looked at Le Chaotian quietly for a long time, and his straight eyes almost made Le Chaotian feel that he was exposed.

"Then why didn't I say it when I was downstairs just now?"

Le Chaotian smiled, sat down again, and said, "I'm not thinking about letting my senior brother roast the fire." ”

Nandao was a little helpless and walked downstairs with an umbrella again.

Le Chaotian shouted behind him: "Senior brother is not roasting? ”

Nandao did not answer, and walked silently in the snow.

It's just that Lu Xiaoxiao is about to come over to take a look again, so he started to walk to the mountain road, and Nandao saw Lu Xiaoxiao climbing on the stone steps of the mountain road against the wind and snow, and looked up to see Nandao standing on the stone steps and smiling, this little Lingnan sword cultivator frowned and walked up quickly through the wind and snow with a worried brow.

Without waiting for Nandao to say that senior sister, Lu Xiaoxiao opened his mouth first.

"Are you alright?"

Nandao smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's just that the old injury has recurred." ”

The sword wound in Nandao's heart is naturally not completely healed, and sometimes it still hurts a little, but it is also the best perfunctory word.

When Lu Xiaoxiao heard this, he angrily gave Nandao's head and said, "Tell you to run around." ”

Nandao just scratched his head and smiled.

"Senior sister, you don't have to worry too much." Nandao was about to say that he was also the senior brother of many sword cultivators in Lingnan.

Lu Xiaoxiao frowned suddenly, and said, "Senior brother, have you fallen into the realm?" ”

Nandao thought for a while and said, "After all, it was affected a little, but there is no major problem, just cultivate for a while." ”

Lu Xiaoxiao looked at Nandao for a long time, and then said helplessly: "Then during this time, you should stay in the mountains well, otherwise it will be almost the New Year, and something will happen to you." ”

Nandao nodded and said, "Okay." ”

Lu Xiaoxiao told some miscellaneous things again, and then continued to walk down in the wind and snow.

Nan Dao kept watching Lu Xiaoxiao's figure disappear on the mountain road, and was about to walk back, but he didn't know what he remembered, so he stepped on the snow and walked all the way to the Tianya Sword Sect.

The sound of striking iron and the smell of sake lees wafted in the wind and snow of this sword sect with a long history but not a big one.

"Senior brother!"

Nandao walked along the path through the snow-covered branches towards the sword-forging platform in the depths of the Sword Sect.

Probably because of the fascination of the iron, Wu Dalong didn't hear Nandao's voice, and until Nandao walked under the eaves of this wind and snow, Wu Dalong didn't realize that there was a person behind him.

The sword-casting platform is actually just a small courtyard against the mountain wall, with a stove burning under the eaves, and the rooms inside are filled with all kinds of materials, not only for sword-making tools, but also for building houses.

Wu Dalong stood naked and in the wind and snow with a hammer, where he hammered a piece of red-hot iron in front of him.

There were several already cast swords hanging next to him, and Wu Dalong should not have gone to the sword pool for a while.

Nandao stopped at the door of the hospital, holding an umbrella and leaning against the door, quietly watching the senior brother who was striking iron.

Although the back is against the mountain wall, the wind and snow are overhead, but because of the burning stove, it is not very cold, the wind and snow poured in, hung on the eaves, and was steamed, melted into snow water, dripping down, sometimes falling on the sword body that has not yet cooled, making all the sounds, but leaving some rather interesting lines.

Nandao didn't bother Wu Dalong, just stood there quietly.

After a long time, Wu Dalong stopped, grabbed the slightly sword-shaped iron embryo and turned around and put it back into the furnace, only to see Nandao, who had been standing at the door for a long time.

Wu Dalong said with some surprise: "Senior brother, are you here?" ”

Nan Dao nodded, walked in, looked at the reheated iron embryo inside by the fireside, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, is it still so hard in the cold winter?" ”

Wu Dalong smiled and said: "It is the cold winter wax moon, and it is okay to be idle in the mountains, so I have to fight more swords, cast one more sword today, and the Sword Sect will be stronger tomorrow." What are you doing here? ”

Before Nandao could speak, Wu Dalong patted his head and said with a smile: "Ah, yes, the scabbard, I almost forgot." ”

Wu Dalong naturally didn't forget, when he was playing yesterday, he went to the canyon and told Le Chaotian, saying that he would let Nandao come back and try it on the sword casting furnace, if it wasn't very suitable, he would do it again.

Nandao said sincerely: "Yes, it's troublesome senior brother. ”

"It's not troublesome, what's the trouble, the human march and war, you still need a logistics army. Do those who rushed to the front line have to go and thank them one by one? ”

Wu Dalong was probably in a good mood, talking and laughing, while bypassing the stove, walked into the room, took out a brand-new scabbard from it, handed it to Nandao, and said expectantly, "Try it." ”

Nan Dao nodded, walked to the eaves, took down the parrot island behind him, untied the strips of cloth that had already been messed up, and then sent it into the scabbard in Wu Dalong's hand.

Naturally, there will be no problems with the scabbard.

When Nandao came that day, Wu Dalong carefully measured the size.

It is very smooth to enter with the blade of the sword.

Wu Dalong saw this scene, laughed, and said, "Are you still satisfied?" ”

Nan Dao raised his hand to hold the scabbard, and said with a soft smile: "Senior brother did it, junior brother naturally needs to be satisfied." ”

Wu Dalong was very happy to hear this, rubbing his hands and laughing uncontrollably.

"Let's try unsheathing again."

Nandao nodded.

Because there is an umbrella in one hand, it is naturally difficult to draw the sword directly in the south island, and the sword is drawn behind the back on weekdays.

So he simply used the sword intent.

The sword intent in the sea of gods that had been tempered by the wind and snow fell on the sword in his hand, and then with a bang, the parrot island in the sheath turned into a streamer, against the wind and snow that poured into the courtyard, and went straight into the sky, and the two people under the eaves looked up quietly at the cold light in the sky dome wind and snow.

Parrot Island hovered for a long time in the second heavy snow in Lingnan before it fell back to the world, falling into the scabbard in Nandao's hand with great precision.

"How?"

Wu Dalong looked at Nandao expectantly.

"Good." Nan Dao smiled, looked at Wu Dalong, and said, "Senior brother's craftsmanship is probably the first in the world. ”

Although Wu Dalong knew that he was touting himself, he was still coaxed into a smile, and he didn't even notice that the sword embryo in the sword furnace on the side was burned red.

It was Nandao who reminded him, and Wu Dalong took it out in a panic, put it on the table and fixed it, picked up the hammer, and hammered it seriously.

Nandao watched silently.

Sure enough, serious men are the most handsome.

No wonder Lu Xiaoxiao wanted to secretly eat hot pot with him.

Nandao smiled strangely, and then walked out of the courtyard.

"I'll go back first, senior brother."

"Uh-huh."

Wu Dalongtou said without raising his head.

Just as the South Island had thought before.

As soon as he walked upstairs, he saw Le Chaotian leaning against the guardrail and playing with the butterfly love flower in his hand, while looking at himself and saying ashamedly: "Senior brother, I forgot to say it just now, Senior Brother Wu said that he wanted you to go to the Sword Sect to try the sword scabbard." ”

Nandao sneered, and sure enough.

Fortunately, he expected the enemy to take the lead, and he had already gone down in advance to take the scabbard back.

Nan Dao took the Parrot Island from behind and said, "What the junior brother said, is this what he said?" ”

Le Chaotian was stunned, and then said very sincerely: "Hey, senior brother, have you already taken it back?" That's great! ”

"Senior brother." Nandao suddenly remembered that this seemed to be Zhang Xiaoyu's favorite thing to say.

Le Chaotian asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?" ”

Nandao didn't continue to care about the things in the past, and said softly, "You will be beaten like this." ”

Le Chaotian said with a smile: "Senior brother won't want to beat me." ”

Nandao naturally wouldn't do such a poisonous hand, but just sat down by the guardrail, watched the wind and snow in the world for a long time, and then said softly: "Is my junior brother's injury better?" ”

Le Chaotian didn't care about the deep meaning of this sentence, just leaned against the guardrail and chuckled and said, "Yes, it's much better." ”

Nanjima also chuckled softly and said, "That's good. ”

Neither of them said much.

It's just a senior brother and a junior brother.

After a while, Nandao said softly: "After the New Year, I will leave Lingnan." ”

Le Chaotian was really stunned this time, and said, "Where is Senior Brother going?" ”

Nandao said slowly: "Grinding Sword Cliff. ”

Le Chaotian tilted his head and looked at Nandao for a long time, and then said softly: "That place is not easy to go." ”

"Yes." Nandao said quietly: "But I heard that someone is going to die, so I have to go up and take a look." ”

Originally, Nandao and Lu Xiaoxiao were talking about next year, maybe it will be spring next year, maybe it will be winter next year.

But the man who suddenly walked down the cliff made him set the time for a year later.

Grinding Sword Cliff won't wait long for you.

Nandao still remembers the words of Qiu Xi'er at the head of Nanyi City.

There's probably a sense of urgency, too.

He didn't know what was going on on the cliff and what was going to happen.

Le Chaotian just looked at the silent young man on the side, then turned back and said, "That's true." ”

......

Of course, nothing happened on the cliff, and nothing would happen.

The woman in the white dress, who had gone to Nanyi City to watch the All Souls' Day on behalf of someone who couldn't leave the high cliff, sat quietly in the green bamboo hut.

The wind and snow in the world are naturally nothing to do with the Grinding Sword Cliff.

If Zhang Xiaoyu hadn't asked for the sword in the wind and snow that time, the human wind and snow would not have fallen on the sword grinding cliff.

Even though the world is far away from snow, the sword cliff is still cold, passing through the window of the green bamboo hut and shining on the table in front of the woman.

On the table was a white piece of paper with a drop of rich ink that had dried up, and an unopened letter.

Lingnan is naturally closed.

So this letter was not sent by someone, but by a certain sword in Lingnan.

Qiu Xi'er quietly looked at the letter that fell on the sword steps of the sword cliff and was blown by the mountain wind to the green bamboo residence.

I looked at it for a long time, but I didn't open it.

There's probably a lot written in it.

For example, on December 9, a certain teenager used the Enlightenment Observation Rain Realm to defeat the red-clothed sword cultivator from the East China Sea Realm by taking advantage of the wind and snow in the world.

For example, a teenager was looking back on the many struggles he had had after writing a letter to Qingtiandao earlier.

For example, in the letter that Qiu Xi'er asked Zhang Xiaoyu to bring, what kind of meaning did that good word have.

Stationery is, of course, small.

But a lot can be written.

But Qiu Xi'er didn't look at it, just sat there quietly, looking at the cold sky outside the bamboo window.

The cold sky shines on the deserted people.

Qiu Xi'er sat for a long time, picked up the inkstone on the side, pressed the letter under the stage, and then stood up, stepped on the bamboo corridor path, and left Qingzhuju.

The snowstorm when Zhang Xiaoyu asked the sword had already disappeared from the cliff, spreading away with green bamboo, and slowly turning into many cyan lonely plants on the side of the road.

Then it turned into low bushes and moss clinging to the rocks.

Qiu Xi'er wore a white dress and walked quietly on the path that left Qingzhuju, until she stopped at the sword steps that headed towards the extremely high cloud cliff.

The full-level sword intent is still better than the wind and snow.

Qiu Xi'er stood at the place of two thousand six hundred zhang of the sword cliff, and then quietly looked at the world.

There is a young man in the world who is not satisfied with the will of God, probably still in the wind and snow in Lingnan.

There is also a woman who only started to go off the cliff yesterday and doesn't know where to walk in the world.

There is probably a small shopkeeper of a wine shop who has not cooked noodles for a day today, but just sits at the door of the wine shop in a daze and doesn't know what is going on in the world, so that such a person will walk off the cliff.

Qiu Xi'er looked at it calmly for a long time.

Then he raised his hand and took out the sword-shaped wooden hairpin from the mantle, and held it in his hand to become a sword of cold moon out of the water, and the waterfall of green silk fell down,

The cliff was full of sword intent.

If people in the world can stand on the high cliff, they are already great figures, such as Zhang Xiaoyu.

And this woman in a white dress who was once called the three swords of the younger generation along with the white-clothed sword cultivator just held the long sword behind her and walked up calmly.

This sword staircase with fierce intent, which can only be looked up to in the world, Qiu Xi'er has not finished.

She held her sword through those sword intent and walked calmly for four hundred feet.

Three thousand feet of gray hair.

The sword intent left by Qinglian back then was that many years ago, it trapped those senior brothers and disciples on the cliff.

Qiu Xi'er naturally didn't have to wait for three thousand zhang of white hair before she could cross these three thousand zhang and walk on the turbid sword platform.

But she still just stopped here, sat down in the moss-covered and lonely sword intent, and crossed the long sword like the moon out of the water in her hand.

The sword of the moonlight can be a bright moon shining on a tall building, containing a thousand miles of light.

It can also be the green mountains with the same clouds and rain, and the bright moon was once two townships.

The sword that is above the knee is naturally the hometown.

The name was taken by Qiushui.

Qiu Xi'er sat quietly in the three thousand zhang Haoran Sword Intent.

Waiting for someone who was born in a high cliff, but took the yellow sorghum autumn water as his hometown to leave the world.

Naturally, there can be no cliff owner on the cliff.

There won't be two cliff owners on the cliff.

Qiu Xi'er sat there quietly and closed her eyes.

Until the moonlight fills the cliff.

Only then did I see a drop of crystal falling on the sword steps.