That sword intent began to exude a chill again.

At that time, Nandao was standing in the canyon, looking at Lu Xiaoer, who was moving with his sword in the canyon where the snow had melted.

Probably because it was already the end of the year, Lu Xiaoer wanted to test his cultivation progress, so he ran to the Little Red Mansion with a sword on his back and asked Nandao to accompany him to try a few swords.

Nan Dao looked at this diligent little nephew, but he also readily agreed, Le Chaotian also held the qin, ran downstairs with him, and sat under the maple tree with a few fallen leaves left.

After two snowfalls, the canyon was naturally lonely, and after the snow melted, the autumn dusk and fiery red leaves had disappeared, leaving only many cliffs that were dripping with water.

The little boy is still seeing the mountain realm, and he may be able to reach the water realm after the year.

And although Nandao fell into some realms because of the impact of the sword intent of the sword grinding cliff last time, the impact was not great, and those withered branches had regained their buds, and it would not be long before they would return to the rain viewing realm.

The realm of the two is naturally very different, so Nandao did not draw his sword, but held it in his hand with the scabbard in his hand.

The little boy came with a sword, and Nandao easily crossed the sword.

This is the simplest straight stab.

The sword piercing the flower in the South Island is the simplest straight stab.

Lu Xiaoer had studied with Nandao for a long time in the canyon, so he naturally learned some of it.

It's just that in front of Nandao, who is already close to the entry of the Sword Cliff, he has only learned a little, which is naturally not enough.

Although Lu Xiaoer's sword was directly swung away, he also turned around and borrowed his strength, and slashed with a sword again, Nandao still did not draw his sword, but just raised his long sword diagonally to meet him. Although Lu Xiaoer's straight stab sword was easily swinged, the stab was fast, and the slash was force, and it was that sword that stalemate with Nandao's sword for a while before it was provoked.

Nan Dao looked at Lu Xiaoer's sword, but smiled and said, "It's okay." ”

Lu Xiaoer was probably inspired and came bravely again.

Nandao just held a sword and an umbrella, standing in the canyon, blocking the attack of Lu Xiaoer with a sword.

There was some sword wind in the canyon, coming from Lu Xiaoer's sword.

Le Chaotian was playing the piano on the side, and he also looked at the two teenagers in the canyon with a smile.

After a long time, Lu Xiaoer looked at Le Chaotian on the side, probably remembered something, but after being repulsed again, he dragged his sword and provoked some puddles of water accumulated on the canyon with one sword.

It was at this time that when Nandao was about to pass through the water curtain that was provoked by the little boy, the sword intent in the sea of gods suddenly exuded a chill.

So the snow turned into fine snow again, turned into wind and snow, poured into the canyon, and fell towards Lu Xiaoer with the unsheathed peach blossom sword.

The little boy didn't know what was happening, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he didn't retreat, but instead met him with his sword.

Nandao still thought that the fine snow was just what he saw in his eyes.

So he didn't put away his sword.

Le Chaotian, who was just sitting and watching by playing the piano, raised his eyebrows, and then quickly plucked the strings.

The sound of the piano suddenly became high, but it also made Nandao realize something, and hurriedly put away his sword, but although the sword momentum stopped, the fine snow still went towards Lu Xiaoer.

Fortunately, when Lu Xiaoer heard the sound of the piano and saw Nandao suddenly retract his sword, he also realized that something was wrong, the vitality in the sea of gods poured out, and the sword intent that had only been cultivated for a long time also came out, although the sword moved, horizontally in front of him, and then came into contact with the fine snow, snorted, and his face was a little pale, but fortunately, it was blocked, but there was no big problem.

Lu Xiaoer hurriedly put away his sword, looked at Nandao with a solemn expression, gasped twice, and asked, "What's wrong with Uncle Shi?" ”

Nandao glanced at the wind and snow attached to his scabbard, looked at the little boy apologetically, and said, "It's nothing, I just got distracted, I'm sorry." ”

Fortunately, that sword was not unsheathed, and it was also an unintentional sword, so it did not cause any serious consequences.

Otherwise, if Lu Xiaoer was really injured, Nandao didn't know how to explain to Lu Xiaoxiao.

Le Chaotian also stopped playing the piano, looked at Lu Xiaoer with a slight smile on the side, and said, "Okay, that's all for today's sword test, the sword of the master and nephew is indeed very good." ”

Lu Xiaoer said with some shame: "Compared with Uncle Shi, it is still far behind. ”

Le Chaotian tilted his head and said, "Why do you want to compare with him?" ”

Lu Xiaoer said wistfully: "If you don't compare with your uncle, do you want to compare with Lu Xiaosan?" ”

Le Chaotian smiled, as a sword cultivator, this is probably indeed the principle.

"Okay, it's over, you can go back and have a good rest." Le Chaotian looked at Lu Xiaoer and said.

The little boy glanced at Nandao, who was standing under the umbrella and looking at his sword, and said, "Uncle Shi, I'll go first." ”

Nandao and Le Chaotian both nodded.

The boy leaves.

Le Chaotian, who was sitting under the tree, looked at Nandao strangely and said, "Senior brother, what's wrong?" ”

Nandao whispered, "It's nothing, maybe someone is a little close to us." ”

Le Chaotian was silent for a while, stood up with the qin, and walked towards the outside of the canyon.

"Spring sleepy, summer lack of autumn nap and hibernation, senior brother, I went to sleep first."

Le Chaotian really went upstairs without looking back.

Nandao turned his head and quietly looked at the back of Le Chaotian holding Qin, but he didn't say anything, just turned his head and carried his sword behind him, and then turned around and walked towards the other side of the canyon.

It wasn't until he reached the cliff at the top of the canyon that Nandao stopped at the edge and sat on the edge and looked up at the Lingnan mountains.

Peach Blossom left the Wind and Snow Grass House, and also left the Shenhai, and appeared beside Nandao with some Wind and Snow Sword Intent.

"She's coming for me?"

Nandao said softly.

Peach Blossom said calmly: "Not necessarily. ”

"Why?"

"Because your Shenhai has a snowstorm again."

Nandao turned his head to look at Peach Blossom and said, "How big?" ”

Peach Blossom probably pondered for a moment and said, "It's not as big as last time, but it crushed my grass house." ”

It's like the Lingnan wind and snow crushed the small wooden house of green peppers.

The wind and snow in the Divine Sea and the autumn water not coming to the Tianya Sword Sect seem to be unrelated things.

But when Peach Blossom said this, Nandao also understood.

The people on the cliff naturally know everything.

"This blizzard is mild." Peach Blossom said calmly.

Crushing the grass house is just an inherent characteristic of the wind and snow accumulation, and it has nothing to do with whether it has any will.

Nandao could also see that when Lu Xiaoer was talking to Le Chaotian, he also glanced at his Shenhai in a hurry.

There was a chill above the sword intent, and fine snow began to drift in the sea of gods, but as usual, those things were calm.

That's why Nandao walked calmly from the canyon to see if he could see someone.

"So what is she doing in Lingnan?"

Peach Blossom said softly: "I don't know, but probably, it should be in the place where some lame man in Lingnan once died." ”

Peach Blossom looked down at Nandao, who was sitting on the edge of the cliff, and said, "Are you going to meet her?" ”

Nandao looked silently at the gray mountains in the distance.

"If she doesn't come to see me, then she probably doesn't want to see me, and since she doesn't want to see me, then I probably go there, and she won't see me."

Nandao whispered.

Peach Blossom said calmly, "Maybe yes." ”

Listening to this, Nandao looked up at Peach Blossom for a long time.

The latter whispered, "Go and see you, maybe she'll see you?" ”

Nandao was silent for a moment, rose from the edge of the cliff, and headed down the mountain.

......

"Are you also a cat demon?"

The little demon boy who was still lying quietly on the tree at the mountain gate of the Lame Deer Sword Sect frowned and looked at the white-haired orange-clothed woman with a sword who came on the mountain road.

Qiushui paused slightly, looked at the little cat demon lying on the tree, and said softly, "No." ”

"And what are you?"

Tanuki could naturally see that this was a demon, and those demonic powers were constantly diffusing around.

It's a big demon who might die.

Qiushui continued to walk towards the mountain gate and said calmly, "I am a river demon. ”

Autumn water is the tail of the River Styx, and it is naturally a river demon.

The demon of the great river transformed by half of the demon heart of the demon ancestor.

Tanuki jumped down from the tree, although it was only a little demon who had entered the Dao realm, but it was also very resolute to stop this woman who came from nowhere.

"You can't go up."

The look on the little demon boy's face was very resolute.

Just like in those days in the past, he was here to stop those Lingnan sword cultivators who came here to take a look.

"It's from the wind."

Often, after saying this, those Lingnan sword cultivators would leave with some regret.

But the autumn water did not.

"Listen to the wind." Qiushui whispered the name.

Mojian Cliff is naturally the most reasonable place in the world.

So when Qiushui finished saying this name, there was a sword intention to listen to the wind sword faction, and he went and came suddenly.

The sideburns and white hair are increasing day by day, and the sect master of the Wind Listening Sword Sect, who is more like wind and snow than wind and snow, was brought to the mountain gate of the Lame Deer Sword Sect by the sword intent.

"I want to go up and have a look." Qiushui looked at the wind sincerely and said.

Listening to Feng Yin, he stood there very sincerely, bowed, and said, "Naturally, you can." ”

The tanuki on the side looked at Tingfengyin's attitude, and realized that this was probably a person Lingnan couldn't afford to offend, so he didn't say anything more.

Qiushui walked towards the mountain gate, and when he passed by the ancient tree, he whispered, "You can come with me." ”

Tanuki hesitated for a moment, then looked at the mountain gate, still standing respectfully and listening to the wind chant, and the latter nodded earnestly.

So the young demon left under the tree, followed the autumn water, and stepped on the stone steps that still had a lot of blood left, and headed towards the mountain.

The tanuki walked with the autumn water for a long time, and when he looked back, he saw that he was still standing there quietly bowed slightly with his sword on his back.

Although Lingnan is not an outstanding place for sword cultivation, as one of the few half-old sword cultivators in Lingnan who has the right to speak, does it need to be like this all the time?

Tanuka seemed to understand something.

Qiushui didn't say anything, just silently, and walked towards the top step by step.

This Sword Sect, which once gathered many demon cultivators in Lingnan, is now extremely quiet, as quiet as a night many years ago.

Tanuki also walked on this mountain path with silence, resentment, dazedness, and many complex emotions.

He had been a wild cat in the mountains before.

Therefore, there will naturally be a lot of emotions poured into this Sword Sect.

After those events, except when he first saw the blood, the kitten demon took the risk and walked up the mountain, and never came up again.

Naturally, there were no more people in the mountains.

Tanuki thought in some silence, trying to distract herself, but her eyes fell on the sword in the hand of the woman in front of her, and the orange dress and white hair dragged up the stone steps, and the sword was inserted diagonally into the snowy hair.

It was only when his gaze fell on it, and before he had time to think anything, he heard the indifferent and gentle voice of the woman in front of him fall.

"Don't look at it, don't think about it."

Tanuki retracted his gaze, stared at the stone steps under his feet, and said softly, "After thinking about it, what will happen?" ”

Qiushui said lightly: "With your realm, you will die." ”

It's a sword that can't be seen.

Tanuki didn't look at it again, but he always couldn't help but wonder what kind of sword it was.

"You can look at your own sword."

Tanuki took off his sword and placed it in front of him, watching quietly, relying on the feeling of many years to follow the woman towards the mountain.

Along the way, many sword flats were passed by, and the two of them did not stop at all, and then there were many empty buildings, which may be dilapidated after many years, and then occupied by the plants of the mountains, destroying their foundations until they collapsed.

Autumn walked quietly until he had crossed all the new traces of a thousand years and appeared in a very lonely mountain and forest area.

There was nothing in the woods.

There are no buildings, no steles, and no tombs.

But the autumn water stopped here.

"What are you doing here?"

Tanuka was a little puzzled.

Autumn Water quietly looked at somewhere in the forest that was overgrown with weeds.

"I've come to see an old man, a lame man."

Tanuki seemed to understand something, hesitated for a moment, and said, "The place where the demon lord died, not here." ”

Qiushui just said calmly: "This is it, because I was here back then." ”

Tanuki was silent for a while, and then said, "What about the top of the mountain?" ”

Qiushui looked up at the top of this mountain range, and said slowly: "I don't know, maybe the world thinks that such a character naturally has to die in a very high place, he wants to be there, watching the demon clan return to the world - in fact, no, he died very simply, and he was very embarrassed." After sacrificing the soul of the god and ghost Taiyi to the Huangliang god and ghost Donghuang, he was already a lame elk who was barely breathing. It's hard to get here. If he goes up further, he can, but there is no need, he has to save his strength, open his eyes, and tell me something, even though he may be wrong about those things, or maybe he still hasn't told me the whole truth. ”

Life and death are naturally fair.

The corpse of the saint Li Er may have been eaten by some fish in the East China Sea.

Tanuki was silent for a long time, and then said softly, "It turns out that we have been worshipping the wrong ancestral land. ”

Qiushui turned his head and quietly looked at this little demon in the same orange clothes, and his eyes were very calm.

"That's right."

Qiu said quietly, turning his head back and looking at the weeds.

"As long as it's in the world, there's nothing wrong with it."

It's just such a sentence, which probably aroused some panic in the heart of this little demon, he quietly looked at the big demon in front of him, and seemed to say with some sadness: "Can the demon clan still stay in the world?" ”

The mountains of wind and blood have become faint with the wind and snow, but the meaning of those blood has fallen to the world.

Qiu said quietly: "Naturally, the demon clan was born in the human world, if it weren't for those things that happened to Li Asan back then, the demon clan should have lived in the human world in peace." ”

The traces left by any kind of conjecture are naturally indelible in the hearts of the world.

"Will the seniors look at the affairs of the demon clan in the world?"

Tanuki looked at Qiushui's back, faintly expecting it.

It's just that that expectation was soon shattered by Qiushui's indifferent words.

"No, it won't." Qiushui said lightly.

Tanuki was silent for a long time, and then said slowly, "So what did the senior want me to come up with me?" ”

Qiushui looked at the weeds for a long time, and then said softly: "You should always remember the place where the lame man left the world. ”

Tanuka nodded and said, "Okay." ”

At this point, the autumn water finally took a serious and careful look at the grass.

The person back then had naturally returned to the River Styx for a thousand years.

So.

So those painful stories should probably have been forgotten.

Resentment is also true.

The sound of autumn water fell on this forest with great relief.

"You were indeed right back then, and you can only live like a human being without being discovered—because he is a human being, isn't he?"

Qiushui said with a sigh.

"It's something neither I nor Kamigawa can do."

The white-haired woman who had been guarding the cliff for a thousand years stood there with her sword in her hand, talking to herself.

"I wanted to tell you something about the world, but I just thought about it."

"I'm not a human being anymore, but you are still in the human world, a thousand years in the human world, you must see it more clearly than me, maybe more gratifying."

Qiushui chuckled softly.

"I didn't bring you wine today, after you broke your leg by Tomorrow's heart, you have been having old rheumatism, and it's not good to drink."

"So I didn't bring anything, I just brought myself for you to see, the little demon at the tail of the Styx back then, is also very old, and he is dying."

Qiushui stood quietly for a long time, then lowered his head and said softly: "Huangliang is really far away from here, you may not be able to see that far away." When I go back, I'll take a look at the black soil mountain above the autumn water where we lived, and then I'll tell you something again. ”

Of course, Qiushui is still there, and there are many demon clans living there.

The same is true of the Yellow Mountains.

It's just that many people a thousand years ago have disappeared into the years.

There is only autumn water, and there is Kamigawa.

Qiushui turned his head, looked at the orange-clothed young man behind him, and said softly: "After I leave, if you have time, you can bring him some wine to drink." ”

Tanuka nodded and said, "I will." ”

Qiushui looked back at the weeds one last time, then turned to leave.