When Lu Xiaoer went to the big lake again on the second day, he didn't bring any more fishing rods.

Xie Chunxue said how to fish.

Ye Zhuliu also said how to fish.

He had also seen how the South Island fished.

But after Lu Xiaoer tried it himself, he knew how to fish.

Not everyone is able to adapt to the same approach.

Lu Xiaoer stood by the lake with his sword in his hand for a long time, although he caught a fish with himself like this yesterday.

But no matter what, that kind of practice, in fact, there is still a lot of psychological pressure in the heart of the little boy.

There's probably some shame in it, too.

After all, let a group of fish be bullied, and when it comes to where the world goes, this is a shameful thing that will be treated as a joke.

Lu Xiaoer looked down at the big lake in the morning light, the big lake in the early morning was different from the big lake in the evening, the latter was full of floating light and gold.

And the former is dark and turquoise.

Like a piece of jasper hidden in the mist.

Lu Xiaoer stood at the edge of the bamboo forest and watched for a long time, then took a deep breath, held his sword, and jumped in with a plop.

......

Maybe it was because yesterday's pot was too delicious, too fresh and fragrant.

So much so that Xie Chunxue was dreaming of eating the second pot.

So today's Nandao sat on the bamboo platform for a long time, and did not wait for the woman with a sword to appear on the edge of that cliff.

Nandao didn't say anything.

After all, as a fish caught by Xie Chunxue sitting on the cliff, although he was tempered by the sword intent, he made extraordinary progress.

But in the final analysis, this is a human appointment with the Human Sword Sect.

No fish will jump out of the water and shout - what about the fisherman?

Of course, this does happen if it's a very generous angler and the fish are fine.

Because Xie Chunxue didn't come, Nandao sat on the bamboo platform and practiced.

Naturally, he had already stepped on the snow realm.

This was almost the same thing when I left Lingnan.

It just fell into place.

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi opened up many new streams of Yuan Qi in the body, and they converged together towards the prototype of the Dao Sea.

The white flowers on the Dao tree in the middle of the Dao Sea had already withered away.

One by one, Dao Fruits are taking shape, and after entering the small path, they will continue to absorb the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi and thrive until they enter the Upper Realm, and then begin to shake down, sending those refined and purified Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi into the Dao Sea.

As for his sword intent, this is probably the most proud thing about being trapped in this bamboo forest and clear pool.

Get such a high realm of sword cultivation sword intent and temper.

Nature benefits a lot.

Without borrowing the meaning of the wind and snow, the sword intent and the sword went ten miles away.

This is what Lu Xiaoer should have discovered yesterday, but he was attracted by the smell of fish, so he ignored the past.

Diagonal bridge realm.

This is a realm of neither high nor low.

Although in March last year, Zhang Xiaoyu and Nandao said that they were in the diagonal bridge realm.

But no matter who can see it.

One path and seven realms, the sword cultivation of the sword intent oblique bridge realm, can be ranked among the three swords of the younger generation.

Obviously unreasonable.

So later Zhang Xiaoyu made him rationalize.

tempered with a pool of sword intent, went straight to Qinglian, and then was forced by Gongzi Wubei to end his practice early.

Summoned in the red sky, according to his vastness.

One day into the realm of the Great Road Cliff Lord.

When Nandao thought of this, he thought of Zhang Xiaoyu again.

So what's wrong with my senior brother?

Naturally, the South Island did not know.

Zhang Xiaoyu is in the world, and he is already a rat crossing the street.

It's just that this mouse is so big that everyone shouts to fight, but there are probably not many who win.

Just like Chen Qingshan.

While Nandao was still thinking there, the white robe finally appeared on the edge of the cliff.

Nandao came back to his senses, stood up with an umbrella, and bowed respectfully to the bamboo platform.

It was a ritual that began in the South Island on the third day of being trapped here.

However, today's Xie Chunxue did not look at Nandao under the cliff with a smile, and then said the last sentence - I'm going to throw the rod, boy.

Just standing on the edge of the cliff, calmly and casually looking at the bottom of the cliff.

Nandao didn't understand what that looked meant.

The sword intent of the full pool suddenly rose.

The Yangchun sword on Xie Chunxue's waist turned into a brilliant white light and fell into the pool on the cliff.

In the face of such a change, Nandao felt a little surprised, but he didn't say much.

What the seniors want to do naturally depends on the mood of the seniors.

In a good mood, I can say hello to you and eat fish.

If you are in a bad mood, it is understandable to slash your head with a sword.

The little boy's Xiwu sword, Nandao has not borrowed it for some days, and at this time it is still allowed to flow freely. Then he pulled out the peach blossom sword, and at the moment when the sword light of Parrot Island appeared under Qingtan, he held an umbrella and went up to meet him.

Nandao actually always felt that Xie Chunxue had said something wrong.

It's not fishing.

It's jellyfish fishing.

After all, if Lu Xiaoer fell into these sword intents, he would really be like a fish.

Nandao, which always holds this black umbrella, is naturally a jellyfish.

It's just that whether it's a fish or a jellyfish is naturally not a matter of course.

The important thing is that in this new day, in the face of Xie Chunxue, whose sword intent is particularly fierce, how Nandao will support it.

Or Lu Xiaoer came back with a fish on his ass in embarrassment, or one day the twilight was coming to an end, and everything died down.

The blue-black Peach Blossom Sword was obviously much tougher than ever.

Under the pressure of sufficient sword intent, the sword is naturally different from wearing flowers in Jingsi Lake and wearing leaves in the canyon.

This sword has been sharpened to the appearance of some famous swords in the world.

Such as the green mountains are straight, such as the eaves rain lightly.

Even though he knew that today's sword was very different from the past, Nandao still did not retreat, and walked away with his sword, and greeted it with a deep color.

Nandao accurately captured the trajectory of the white jade sword, and then the sword roared in the pool.

Those swords that sank at the bottom of the pool also dragged the sword light out brilliantly.

And under that sword, Nandao's expression turned pale in an instant, and the heaven and earth vitality and sword intent in the divine sea surged out together, flowing on the peach blossom sword, which was able to stabilize the sword in his hand.

The whole person also fell downward, and once again met the sword light that came from the bottom of the pool.

But fortunately, these sword lights did not have the momentum of Yangchun Sword's sword, Nandao held the sword and slashed sideways for a week, shaking away those sword lights, and the whole person fell back to the bamboo platform, but before he had time to breathe, Xie Chunxue, who was standing indifferently on the cliff, was attached to the sword of white jade again.

A sword again.

Although Nandao didn't know why Xie Chunxue, who was still drinking peach blossom wine and eating the pot of fish yesterday, it seemed that he was a different person today.

But the current sword momentum naturally didn't allow him to think about anything.

There was a fine snow in his eyes.

The blue-black peach blossom sword began to have some fine frost and snow attached to it.

A sword came with snow.

This is a sword of the South Island's own.

Snow Sword.

There is a lot of snow in the entire clear pool, that is, Xie Chunxue, who is standing on the cliff, looking at the snow chips in the flow of sword intent, he is also a little moved.

However, moving is moving.

The Brilliant Yang Spring Sword that wandered under the cliff still fell mercilessly.

The two swords intersected again, and this time Nandao was not directly slashed into Qingtan.

Instead, with the sword in his hand, he picked up the Yangchun sword horizontally and moved it up an inch.

It's just that soon, such a sword ushered in a more powerful sword intent.

The flow of sword intent between the clear pools below the cliff began to circulate like a real stream of water.

forced Nandao to be distracted and protected his body with sword intent.

It's just that the sword in his hand is starting to weaken by a point.

The whole person was once again slashed back to the bamboo platform in Qingtan by a sword.

Yangchun Sword did not stagnate in the slightest, but followed.

The South Island had to sink the umbrella in a hurry.

However, the sound of umbrella swords intersecting did not appear.

The flow of sword intent in Mantan was slowly dissipating.

Nandao sat on the bamboo platform with a pale face, tilted his umbrella slightly, and looked up at Xie Chunxue on the cliff.

The woman dressed in white standing in the morning breeze held the Yangchun sword in her hand, and her expression softened, but there was no such ruthlessness as before.

"This sword is the sword of the lower realm."

Under the seven realms of the trail, they are naturally the swords of the lower realms.

It's just that the sword of the nether realm needs to be emphasized in an extra sentence.

It's about the Sword of the Sixth Realm.

Nandao sat there calming the Shenhai, and probably understood what Xie Chunxue meant.

Although he was able to take the sword of the lower realm, it naturally did not mean that he could really defeat the people of the lower realm.

After all, not everyone has only one sword.

But it also means that the South Island has at least the strength to fight a war.

How to win or lose in the world, the realm is naturally just a reference.

For sword cultivation, even if it is just a slight gust of wind, it is possible to become an important factor.

Because the swordsman must not only be fast and far, but also accurate.

Nandao looked down at the peach blossom sword on his knees, and said softly, "Thank you, senior." ”

Naturally, I need to thank my seniors.

Not long ago, Nandao, who had just begun to descend the mountain, fought with Chu Yuan, a woman in the early realm of the small path in Tianqian Town, and in the end, it was only by chance that Xiao Eryi sword could be won.

Of course, the latter may have become his nephew in the South Island.

Nine times out of ten, Lu Xiaoxiao and Wu Dalong will regard the Chu waist that goes up the mountain as a treasure.

Xie Chunxue sat down on the cliff, rubbed the Yangchun Sword in her hand, and said softly: "Don't thank me, you have to thank yourself for accepting the covenant in Nanyi City." ”

Nan Dao lowered his head and sent the peach blossom sword into the horse sheath, and the parrot island also slowly returned and fell aside after lacking the traction of the sword intent.

"Actually, I thought it was a game to the death."

Nandao said in a deep voice.

Xie Chunxue smiled and said, "The world wants face." Even if you really slap the Human Sword Sect in the face, we won't really be angry. Although that young junior disciple named Hu Lu is younger than you, he should have been practicing for a longer time than you, and since he is not as good as you, then we naturally have nothing to say. ”

Nandao was silent for a long time, then took a deep breath and finally said something that was suppressed in his heart.

"What if his mistakes were to pay for some of my mistakes?"

Xie Chunxue said calmly: "In a place like the Human Sword Sect, there have always been a lot of confused accounts. ”

As long as the world is stable, don't look at right or wrong.

Naturally, too much is buried.

Nandao didn't say anything more.

Xie Chunxue sat on the cliff, looked up at the sky, and said softly, "But I hope you can hold your umbrella tightly." ”

Nandao said softly, "I naturally understand. ”

Xie Chunxue smiled and said, "There is more to this sentence than what you understand. Holding the umbrella in your hand is not only for the sake of life in the world. It's about protecting yourself. ”

The woman sitting on the cliff with her sword in her hand looked down at the South Island.

"Do you know why I just collected my sword?"

Nandao was silent for a while, and said, "Because this umbrella is too hard." ”

Xie Chunxue quietly looked at the umbrella in Nandao's hand, and said slowly: "Yes, my Yangchun sword was broken once, even after being reforged, it is not as tough as the original, after all, later, I rarely sharpened my sword, and naturally sharpened my sword less." The hardness of this umbrella is only the appearance of what you see. ”

"What's that deep?"

Xie Chunxue stroked the blade of her Yangchun Sword and said softly, "It's very sharp, much sharper than you think." This is a rare good sword in the world. ”

Nandao sat there thoughtfully.

In March last year, Qiu Xi'er said that this is a good sword.

"If you can really hold this umbrella tightly, even my Yangchun Sword will be cut off by it."

Nandao frowned and said, "Why is this happening? ”

Xie Chunxue looked up at the south of the world.

"Maybe it's the reason why the best blacksmith in the world in the East China Sea once stole a lot of sword intent from the Sword Grinding Cliff."

Nanjima suddenly remembered something, looked up at the black umbrella he was holding, and then reached out and touched the surface of the umbrella.

Several sword intents fell into the palm of his hand.

It was the sword intent from Qiu Xi'er.

At the beginning, he always thought that it was his own reason that would cause those sword intents to be as soft as silk.

So in fact, it's because there are a lot of sword sharpening cliff sword intent on this umbrella?

Xie Chunxue raised her eyebrows, looking at the sword intents in Nandao's hands, she could naturally see that those sword intents were extremely strong, even if it was herself, she might not be able to take it.

This kind of sword intent is probably only found in the Sword Grinding Cliff.

And today's Grinding Sword Cliff.

It seems that there is only that one Qiuxi'er?

Xie Chunxue felt as if she had discovered some great secret.

There was something strange and unbearable in my heart.

It's like a fisherman, watching more than a dozen big fish spin around his bait and just don't take the bait.

Yet the South Island said nothing, just meditated there.

Xie Chunxue coughed twice and looked at the young man under the umbrella on Qingtan.

"Where did you get your sword intent from? How is it so strong? ”

This is also true.

It's just that obviously the drunkard doesn't mean to drink.

Nandao raised his head and looked at Xie Chunxue suspiciously.

"The realm of the predecessors is so high, can't you see it?"

"I don't have good eyes."

"Eating fish can be purposeful."

"Then guess why I eat fish?"

“......”

The South Island was speechless.

It's just that the sixteen-year-old boy really thought that Xie Chunxue was interested in these sword intents, so he sent a sword intent up the cliff.

"You can send one to the seniors to observe."

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Xie Chunxue was equally speechless.

Looking at the sword intent that fell on his Yangchun sword and instantly became fierce, Xie Chunxue's expression couldn't help but be a little solemn.

Even if the world knows that the woman who climbed the cliff after Qiushui left, it is only the nine waves of the Daohai.

But it is well known.

The people who grind the sword cliff are not human beings.

Naturally, their realm is not the same.

Although Xie Chunxue is also the main realm of the cliff, she is the main realm of the cliff of the world, not the main realm of the sword cliff.

Strictly speaking, Xie Chunxue can probably only be regarded as around the Sword Cliff Qinglian Realm, and if she has not climbed the cliff, she naturally doesn't know what it is.

In today's world, the main realm of Sword Cliff Cliff may only be the three swords of Qiu Xi'er and Cong Blade.

In the face of such a sword intent, Xie Chunxue forgot what he was going to do for a while.

A body of sword intent poured out, carefully leading the sword intent away from the Yangchun Sword, and landed on the sword that was used to cut weeds when he went fishing on weekdays, although it was only for a moment, many cracks appeared on the sword, but it was a sword that Xie Chunxue had nothing to do, but it was not really directly broken, and it was worthy of that sword intent.

Don't forget the original intention, you have to always.

After moving the sword intent away, Xie Chunxue looked at Nandao under the cliff again, pondered for a moment, and then simply went straight in.

"This is the sword intent of Qiu Xi'er of the Grinding Sword Cliff!"

Xie Chunxue pretended to be surprised, and then asked logically.

"How did you get it?"

Naturally, Nandao would not talk about the embarrassing things he did when he was fifteen.

Even if it has only been a day, when people in the world are faced with some things in the past, they will be ashamed to say such things as little and no more.

Nandao was the same, turned his head quietly, looked at his reflection in Qingtan, and said very calmly: "Because at the beginning of the Nanyi City Hanging Temple, she was my Kendo Mr. ”

Xie Chunxue probably thought that the map of Yan Kingdom was too long, so she rolled on the ground directly, and then took out the dagger inside.

"Just sir?"

Nandao was probably choked by the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, coughing incessantly, and it took a long time to calm down, and then said casually: "Could it be that my predecessors are not only my predecessors?" ”

“......”

Xie Chunxue was silent.

She, Xie Chunxue, and Qiu Xi'er are naturally not the same kind of people.

Although she is dressed in white, she is a happy fisherman in the world who hums a tune and carries a fishing rod to fish.

And a person like Qiu Xi'er who sharpens the sword cliff is obviously indifferent to the world.

So the more Nandao talked about him, the more Xie Chunxue naturally felt that he could.

Since it doesn't work to see the poor dagger, then directly overlord will take the bow.

Nanjima still felt that this matter was perfunctory.

I heard Xie Chunxue sneering, looked up, and saw the woman sitting on the cliff flicking her fingers and landing on the Yangchun sword.

Then the sword intent between heaven and earth reappeared.

This time, Nandao had no power to fight back, just like when he and Lu Xiaoer were hiding from the rain in the grass hut, they were thrown by her in a blink of an eye and caught like a fish.

The South Island flipped up and down in an instant.

Everything on my body was falling down in a slump.

It was mainly some money given by Le Chaotian, which fell on the bamboo platform and rolled around, and then, a letter fell out.

Nandao, who was under his head and feet, instantly realized that something was wrong, and was about to reach out and pick up the letter back, but Xie Chunxue, who had bad eyes, was obviously nonsense.

The letter was instantly taken to the top of the cliff by the sword intent.

"Ah, it's your husband's handwritten letter!"

Xie Chunxue sat on the cliff with a smile.

“......”