Autumn waterside.

The young man in black and the young man in white each stood on both sides of the maple forest with their swords.

Both of them had a lot of sword wounds on their bodies.

Probably as Chen Huaifeng said at the beginning.

The boy means that nothing is not allowed.

Kamigawa and Cong Blade couldn't do anything, so they could only stay quietly in the East China Sea, waiting for some opportunity.

But Teenage Kamigawa and Teenage Blade can vent those anger without reservation.

In the entire maple forest, those autumn water flows up and down, and everywhere are those sword marks that have been plowed out by the sword intent.

The boy was so frightened by the movement of the two that he had already taken the sword in his arms and ran towards the Yellow Mountain Range, looking tremblingly over the cliff paths.

Neither Cong Blade nor Kamigawa took the sword first.

Both were exhausted.

Standing in those eternal twilight, facing the scattered maple leaves, they looked at each other silently.

After a long time, the clump blade came again, and the sword in Kamigawa's hand crossed a sword arc in the twilight, and there was a lot of demonic power on it, and a sword slashed the depleted clump blade of the sea back to its original place, and the black-clothed young man carried a maple leaf and sent it into the scabbard.

Then he turned and headed for the dark mountains.

"This is autumn water, the former demon land."

Kamigawa's voice was chilling.

"You won't be my opponent, junior brother."

The blades were still standing in the maple forest, and what Kamigawa said was indeed the truth.

This is the birthplace of Kamigawa.

Even if both of them have dried up the sea of gods.

But Kamigawa's demonic power is recovering, and if the stalemate continues, Cong Blade will naturally not be Kamigawa's opponent.

This is a greeting from the senior brother to the junior brother.

Cong Blade held the sword in his hand, but he still didn't hold it, and sat down with no strength, but his expression was extremely calm, and he looked at Kamigawa's back and gasped and said, "I want to ask Senior Brother a question." ”

Kamigawa stopped, and stood in front of the narrow cliff path that headed towards the High Sky Black Mountain, with his back to the Blade.

Cong Jian looked down at everything that was destroyed by the sword intent by the autumn water, and said calmly: "If I don't want the Human Sword Sect anymore, what should Senior Brother do?" ”

Kamigawa suddenly turned his head and looked coldly at the white-clothed young man sitting under the maple tree with a melancholy gaze.

"You dare!"

The young man in white smiled slightly and said, "Of course I dare." I never thought of taking over the Human Sword Sect from the beginning, but it was Cong Zhongxiao that old bastard who ran to find the Eighth Master Ancestor to die, and forcibly pressed me into a pool. Senior brother, do you dare me? ”

There was a melancholy in the eyes of the young man, and the smile shining in the twilight was imprinted with each other, but it seemed to carry an inexhaustible coldness that made the world chill.

Cong Blade doesn't want the Human Sword Sect anymore.

This means that Kamigawa no longer wants to have a complete human world.

A crazy unscrupulous blade is far more terrifying than a disrespectful Chen Qingshan.

As always.

You can't see Kamigawa's sword in the world.

But I dare not see the sword of the bush blade.

Cong Blade stood up with the sword in his hand made by the best blacksmith in the East China Sea.

"Don't think that you are the only one who will look at everything in the world indifferently with a chill and a coldness, senior brother."

Cong Blade coughed, coughing up some blood, but the young man didn't care, just stared at Kamigawa awe-inspiringly.

"It's a human not a dream, you Kamigawa can, and so can I Cong Blade."

"Every time you take a step forward, I will shoot a sword to the world, the first sword, I will kill Nanyi City. Second Sword ....."

"It's Huaidu."

The autumn water is dead silent.

Two teenagers, one black and one white, stood in the twilight leaves.

Huai'an may still not know.

The rebellion of the demon clan is a trivial matter.

The fate of the north lies on the banks of this distant Qiushui River.

The boy Kamigawa didn't go any further.

......

Lu Xiaosan felt as if he had heard some very dull sounds.

So the little boy lay directly on the ground, like a bee stealing nectar, pouting his big buttocks, and listened to the old man in the roadside flowers for a long time.

It's a pity that I didn't hear anything.

"The earth dragon turned over?"

Lu Xiaosan had some flowers and leaves on his face, and looked at Le Chaotian who was walking leisurely on the side.

Le Chaotian said with a smile: "No, is someone fighting?" ”

Lu Xiaosan said with some amazement: "It's so powerful, it's not far away, can I go and watch?" ”

Le Chaotian tilted his head and thought about it, and said, "It's probably a little far." ”

Lu Xiaosan looked very regretful, he could hear this kind of movement from such a distance, obviously it must be an extremely powerful cultivator.

As a little sword cultivator who has not yet entered the Dao, this makes Lu Xiaosan very fascinated.

"Then did they make a mess of the world?"

Xiao Jian Xiu, who was born in Lingnan, asked very sincerely.

Le Chaotian said: "Generally speaking, no, because it really goes too far, and it doesn't take into account the world, Huai will be very angry, Huai will be angry, maybe everyone will finish playing, not more often, they will know it in their own hearts." ”

"What's the number?"

Le Chaotian raised his hand to take away the leaves on the little boy's face, it may have rained near this human path, and the leaves carried a lot of rain, looking very green.

"Are you going to set your house on fire if you fight?"

Lu Xiaosan looked at Le Chaotian who threw the leaf back to the side of the road, and snorted lightly: "If you set the house on fire, even if you win, I won't have a place to live." ”

Le Chaotian liked Lu Xiaosan's tone very much, and said with a smile: "Yes, so if they fight and break the world, there will be no place to live." ”

This young uncle with a gourd silk hanging on his waist looked up at the thousands of mountains in the spring that were still covered with rain and mist.

"The world is so big, you don't stop, I don't stop, it's all broken, can't we build some boats and go to the East China Sea for drifting?"

Lu Xiaosan was a little puzzled and said, "Those Upper Realm cultivators can really beat the world to pieces? ”

Le Chaotian said softly: "Naturally, it is difficult, but if you think about it, you have risen up, pulled out a mountain to smash people, he has risen up, and slashed a city with a sword." How can you still live well in the world? ”

Lu Xiaosan was interested.

"So the River Styx was really broken?"

Le Chaotian nodded very firmly.

Although it was a thousand years ago, the "Supplement to the Human World" once held by Qingtian Dao recorded the Dao Sheng's own handwriting.

Li Que has been guarding the River Styx for decades, naturally because the River Styx was broken by Emperor Huai.

"So was the innocence really broken by the Sword Master?"

Le Chaotian shook his head.

"I don't know."

Lu Xiaosan said curiously: "Why don't you know this?" ”

Le Chaotian said softly: "Because the Styx River is in the world, it is only more than two thousand zhang away from the world, but the sky is too high, much higher than the Sword Cliff, no one in the world has ever been there, so naturally I don't know what happened back then, the only thing recorded in the world is that after Tsing Yi left the world, the whole world fell into heavy snow." ”

Lu Xiaosan looked at his uncle, he didn't know why, he felt that there was suddenly a lot of sadness in his uncle's expression.

Then he saw Le Chaotian raise his head and look at the sky quietly.

"I heard that it was the appearance of human sorrow."

In the past, Lu Xiaosan, who was giggling, was also a little overwhelmed for a while, and he didn't know how to say it after playing with his fingers for a long time.

Naturally, there is a difference between the sudden sadness of a silent person and the sudden sadness of a happy person.

But I was very happy and restrained that emotion, as if nothing had happened.

"Therefore, the cultivation world has always followed two major constraints—not to deceive the young in the world and to be courteous to the world."

"The former has a long history, the earliest can be traced back to the rise of Hanguguan, and the latter is after the incident of Emperor Huai."

"Only those who are above can live and work in peace and contentment, and the overall height of the world will continue to go upward."

Lu Xiaosan suddenly found that after Le Chaotian seemed to leave Lingnan, he gradually couldn't understand what he said.

Words are recognized.

It's just a twelve-year-old boy who may not be able to really understand the meaning.

After all, he is not his own senior brother.

The little boy was curious for a while, so he was troubled by Le Chaotian's words, raised his hand and took off the gourd silk on Le Chaotian's waist, held it in his hand and blew it with his head up.

Le Chaotian didn't care, just looked at this young man with a smile that made people feel extremely full of vitality at a glance.

Lu Xiaosan was obviously very satisfied with the things he blew that were completely out of tune.

But the meaning of life naturally has its own tune.

"There is no old or young in life, why should you be in tune with your heart first."

Le Chaotian turned his head, but he smiled slightly and looked at the mountains and spring rain in the distance and said such a sentence.

Lu Xiaosan put down the gourd silk, looked at Le Chaotian suspiciously, and said, "What did Uncle Shi say?" ”

Le Chaotian laughed softly: "It's nothing, praise you for being a good boy." ”

Lu Xiaosan smiled proudly.

I, Lu Xiaosan, are naturally the best little boy in the world.

The two of them walked leisurely on the human path after the mountain rain.

"Uncle Shi."

"Huh?"

"Where are we going?"

"I want to see the sea."

"Okay."

"But uncle, didn't you say that there is something to do?"

"There are priorities."

Le Chaotian picked a mountain flower on the trail and put it in his hand.

"Seeing the world is the most important thing."

"It's also important to have money."

Lu Xiaosan looked at his uncle, who was extremely rich in the world, and added.

......

Listening to Feng Yin, he didn't know where that Sword Sect Senior Sister from more than a hundred years ago was.

So it took Nandequ a long time to get some news that might be his senior sister in a small town in the world.

This forced him to walk back.

Then on the edge of a bamboo forest, I saw a Taoist sitting at the head of the boat, very quiet.

"Missing a door.... Brother? ”

Nan Dequ, a thirty-five-year-old man, had to admit that although the person on this boat was very young, his realm was far higher than his own.

So after hesitating for a moment, the senior brother still screamed very simply.

Ye Zhuliu raised his head at the head of the boat and looked at this sword cultivator who lived like a man in the world.

The sword cultivation of the Human Sword Sect is sometimes not easy to recognize.

Especially when they didn't have swords with them.

It is not easy to recognize those who lack one door - after all, the world has really not seen anyone who lacks one door, and they can't admit it if they want to.

However, Nandequ still keenly saw his identity from the subtle but also transcendent and free and easy Taoist rhyme on Ye Zhuliu's body.

Ye Zhuliu didn't see it.

But he knew.

At this time, facing this disciple of the Sword Sect who had not entered the Great Dao, Ye Zhuliu was not much surprised, he just nodded calmly, and then glanced at the depths of the bamboo forest.

"Your senior sister is inside."

Nandequ was deeply surprised by this rather elder-like discourse.

But nothing was said either.

After all, there is a lack of a god to chatter.

After saying thank you, Nandequ walked along the path that had been trampled out by the fisherman.

When Nandequ walked all the way to the edge of the mountain cliff Qingtan, Xie Chunxue was dressed in white, holding the sword of Yangchun, in the .....

Ripping petals?

Xie Chunxue is indeed pulling petals.

There were already many withered mountain flowers on the edge of the cliff, scattered very messily around this nine-stack sword cultivator.

The white-clothed fisherman was engrossed, looking at the flower in his hand, which had been more than half torn off, probably making some decision.

For a person like Xie Chunxue, if it was a book of Taoist tricks in front of her, she could naturally learn it easily.

If a fish jumps out of the pool, she can simply boil the oil and make a delicious fish belly.

If it was a sword, then she knew better how to drive it, cross the world, travel thousands of miles, and fall into someone's heart.

But there is such a thing as love, she is really at a loss.

Those are things that can be mastered through the body, and love is something at the soul level, which shines on the shadow of carnal desire, and perhaps can also be controlled through the body.

But the essence is still hazy and elusive.

Even if she had already experienced some of these things, she had even become a grandmother for a certain Taoist overhaul.

But in this story, she is still as flustered as an eighteen-year-old girl.

If it is about to leave, it is like a dream, and it will suffer from gains and losses.

Even when the boy under the umbrella left, it gave her a lot of courage.

But when it comes to making a decision, it's still a very tangled thing.

So the fish were bitter and the mountain flowers fell.

Nandequ, of course, did not know these stories.

He just thought that his senior sister was worried about the affairs of the world.

So with his sword and bag on his back, he stood quietly by the pool and waited.

It took a long time for Xie Chunxue to see the junior brother under the cliff.

"Hey, where did the old man come from?"

“......”

Nandequ has learned a lot from this sentence very clearly.

For example, the title that should have been called Senior Sister may be changed to Senior Sister.

Nan Dequ looked down in the pool and looked at himself as if he was just a thirty-five year old in the normal world, sighed, and then said sincerely: "Senior Sister Xie, I am your junior brother." ”

Although he called his junior sister, Nan Dequ didn't have the cheekiness to say that senior brother.

Xie Chunxue lost the flower in her hand and looked at this very sleek junior brother with a smile.

After all, she is just a human woman who is eighteen years old and more than two thousand months old.

"Which one are you, Jiang Ye? Or Chen Huaifeng? ”

"Nande Song."

"Oh, Senior Brother Nan."

Xie Chunxue sat on the cliff and nodded thoughtfully, probably thinking about whether she had heard the name of this junior brother.

But most likely, not.

At the age of thirty-five, he has not yet entered the avenue.

It's obviously hard to hear of.

Like Zhang Xiaoyu, everyone knows it, and even at the moment, he can stop Xiao Er's cry at night.

"Is there something wrong?"

Xie Chunxue finally gave up, looking at this junior brother who was obviously here to ask for some help.

Nan Dequ didn't care whether Xie Chunxue had heard of his name or not, restrained his expression, and told the senior sister who might not know about the affairs of the cliff about what Qing Xiang said.

The smile on Xie Chunxue's face gradually faded, and she frowned and looked at Nan Dequ.

"Senior brother four hundred years ago?"

Nandequ nodded.

Xie Chunxue sat quietly on the cliff and pondered.

The inheritance of the Human Sword Sect is obviously extremely strange in the hundreds of years of human life.

Although some of them are brothers, they are often separated by generations.

Even if it was Xie Chunxue, who was Xie Chaoyu's grandmother, when she suddenly heard the news, she also felt a little like the vicissitudes of time.

Nandequ waited there quietly.

It has been a long time before this white-clothed fisherman in the world looked at Nandequ with great regret.

"I'm sorry junior brother, the story of four hundred years, even for me, is a long time."

Nandequ was silent for a while, and said softly, "I know." ”

Xie Chunxue laughed softly and said, "But junior brother doesn't have to be so discouraged. ”

Nan Dequ looked up at the white-clothed senior sister on the cliff and asked with some surprise, "Senior sister has a clue?" ”

Xie Chunxue shook her head and said, "Naturally not, but when you came, you should have seen the Taoist by the lake, he is Xie Chaoyu's proud disciple, you can go and ask him." ”

Nan Dequ was silent for a while, and said: "If you lack a science of fate, you may not be willing to help you see it." ”

Xie Chunxue smiled and picked up a flower stalk beside her that had been plucked.

"Of course, the fate of three feet is an insurmountable distance, and the lack of a door to respect the three feet is not all because of the things that the master said at the beginning. People live in the world, and it is impossible to truly rule by the arch. Selfish desires, greed, and even the pursuit of ideals in the heart are all things that can affect three feet. ”

"Even a saint can't really be without waves. The body is like a tree, and the heart is like ashes, which is just an extreme ideal realm. Perfection and perfection are precisely because they are unattainable and have the word 'to'. ”

Xie Chunxue looked down at the junior brother under the cliff and said softly: "He Ye Zhuliu is not a saint, as long as he has what he wants, he will not say it." ”

Nandequ looked down thoughtfully at the pool.

"So what does he want?"

Xie Chunxue raised her head and blew the spring breeze in the world as if nothing happened.

The spring breeze is incomprehensible!

The white-clothed woman's ears were a little red, and Xie Chunxue was also aware of this situation, so she naturally held her hands and tilted her head, and the green silk without a hat was slightly scattered, covering some things, looking lazy with her cheeks on her cheeks.

"Didn't you know when you went?"

Nan Dequ always felt that his senior sister's words were a little strange.

However, those words are really righteous and awe-inspiring, and they cannot be said to be sober words.

Nande Qu also did not think of some strange aspects.

Xie Chunxue shook her legs, sat on the cliff with her head propped up, looked at her junior brother who was still hesitating below, and sighed in her heart.

Do you have to look at you with disappointment in my eyes to understand what I mean, junior brother?