The turquoise sword rested quietly among the fallen leaves.

Shan Zhao quietly put away his sword, turned to look at the mountains and forests behind him, there was a lot of movement in the forest, and he had been watching for a long time.

"What about the demon clan, they are instigated and deceived, we don't care about such a story, and the Human Sword Sect is not suitable to care, it is the business of the world."

The senior brother of the Human Sword Sect turned his head, looked at the woman in Tsing Yi on the ancient tree, and said calmly: "But the person who fanned the flames, we will not let it go." ”

"It's the same with Zhang Xiaoyu."

The sword of the green mountains and water was sent into the scabbard.

Shan Zhaoshui looked at Qin Sang quietly.

The latter did not step down from the ancient tree, but simply stood there in silence.

Climb high and look far away from your own injury.

After a long time, Qin Sang said softly, "Can you give me some more time?" ”

Shan Zhaoshui raised his eyebrows, looked back at the deep mountains and forests, looked at them quietly for a long time, and then turned his head, looked at her and said, "How long?" ”

Qin Sang was silent for a long time and did not speak.

Shan Zhaoshui looked at it quietly for a while, and then walked towards the south of the mountain forest with his sword.

"I'm waiting for you in Yunjue Town, if you don't come..... You know the consequences. ”

"Okay."

......

The chaos of the demon clan is naturally huge.

But that's also because there are still many people who stand on high places, and to the world they seem to be hiding in the clouds, they still haven't entered the game.

They were waiting.

I want to see who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are in the midst of those turbulences.

......

Shan Zhaoshui left like this, naturally with his thoughts.

They don't want to be too desperate in everything.

What's more, he does have one more thing.

......

Cheng Lu approached all the way to the depths of the white deer.

It's just that there is still no trace of the young man.

This made this Liuyun Sword Cultivator, who had always been in a peaceful state of mind, inevitably feel a little more anxious in his heart.

This black-clothed, short-haired, sleeve-bound sword Xiu stopped in front of the plain town, looked down at the sword in his hand, and sighed.

South Island, South Island.

Don't push me to really fight off my heart.

When people are emotionally upset, they are naturally susceptible to the influence of many external objects.

Of course, it is the supreme sword of the world, even if it is broken. But this sword of the seventh senior brother of the Sword Grinding Cliff back then was extremely attractive to any sword cultivator.

Cheng Lu looked up at the twilight of the world.

Today is the evening of the sixth day of the second month of the year 1004 in the Gale calendar.

If that young man really decided to go and stop those demon clans who were going to Shanyue, he would probably be close to the depths of Bailu at this time.

Cheng Lu quietly looked at the twilight clouds in the sky, quietly clenched his hand and left, standing in front of the town where Ximen had stopped, a sword intent gushed out, and countless bloody peach blossoms outside the town.

It wasn't until the peak moment of a sword intent that Cheng Lu suddenly slashed towards the town and the deep mountains of the wetland behind the town with a sword intent that Cheng Lu suddenly slashed.

If you can't cross the thunder pool, then you will lead the thunder to meet.

When the sword fell halfway, it was dispersed by a cyan sword light.

The woman in Tsing Yi came slowly after the town, holding a sword.

Cheng Lu was also the first time she saw this White Deer City Lord, and she was also a little shocked when she looked at the woman who was taller than herself.

As if nothing had happened, Qin Sang quietly looked at the arriving Liuyun Sword Cultivator, and said calmly, "What are you going to do?" ”

Cheng Lu was very keenly aware of a sense of weakness in the words of this high-level woman.

He didn't know what was going on in Bailu, but he didn't bother to ask.

Cheng Lu saluted with his sword, and then said calmly: "I hope the city lord can stop." ”

Qin Sang raised his eyebrows and said, "Ximen didn't tell you something?" ”

Cheng Lu said softly: "Naturally, it's just that some things are beyond our control.....

Cheng Lu looked up at Qin Sang.

"Including the city lord."

Qin Sang said calmly, "What's the matter?" ”

"Does the city lord believe that someone can make the entire White Deer Demon Clan die in this land?"

Qin Sang thought of that Flowing Cloud Sword Sect's senior brother.

A six-fold human sword sect senior brother is naturally extremely strong.

However, even if it is a mountain and a water, it cannot be said that it can calmly face the entire White Deer Demon Clan.

So Qin Sang squinted his eyes and stared at Cheng Lu for a long time.

"Who?"

Cheng Lu fell silent.

A teenager with a black umbrella?

In any case, this is hard to convince the world.

Qin Sang waited for a long time, stood in the spring breeze with his sword, and said with a sneer: "Even if you want to take advantage of the situation to intimidate, you always want the world to see the momentum you borrowed, and you want to stop some torrents with just a few words, Cheng Lu, do you Liuyun Sword Sect's killers not sharpen their swords, but change their careers to polish their dreams?" ”

Cheng Lu could hear that the woman in Tsing Yi was in a bad mood inexplicably.

It's just that he didn't expect this six-stack cultivator to be able to talk to him well.

The two are naturally enemies.

She didn't kill herself, she had already given the Liuyun Sword Sect a great deal of face.

"There was a snowstorm outside Nanyi City."

Cheng Lu said calmly.

"I don't know if the lord has heard of it."

Cheng Lu sent the sword back into the scabbard, turned his head to look south, was silent for a long time, and then turned back, looked at the woman in the town, and said softly: "Of course, I haven't heard of it, and it doesn't matter, the city lord imagines that it suddenly starts to snow in the world, just like all the wind and snow in the world, those demon clans stood in the mountains and forests, stopped on the way forward, and began to look up at the snow, although they felt very strange, but they probably didn't care, and they would continue to walk forward." ”

Cheng Lu paused, and then his tone was heavy.

"But soon, they would find out that the snow was not quite right, someone took a snowflake and broke a hand, someone looked up at the sky and wanted to know what it was, and then the whole person was chopped to pieces. The demon power is stronger, maybe it can resist for a while, but until those heavy snow suddenly turns into countless sword lights. Whether it's a big demon or a small demon, even if it's the city lord, if you stand in it, you will be wiped out. ”

Cheng Lu looked at Qin Sang and said slowly, "Does the city lord think this story is good?" ”

Qin Sang frowned and looked at Cheng Lu and said, "What do you mean?" ”

Cheng Lu said softly: "It's not interesting, I just want to tell the city lord that the young man with this wind and snow is coming towards Bailu, and may have passed us and walked into that demon land." ”

"Of course, Simon also told me that the lord of the city is also the one who ignites the fire in the world."

"A complete break between the shemales may be in the hands of the city lord."

"Just ......"

Cheng Lu looked at Qin Sang quietly, looking at this human demon who was dressed in spring breeze and greenery in the spring twilight.

"The trickle moves with the general trend, but the general trend cannot become the general trend if there is no trickle. The world and the demon race, each of them, is an indispensable part of this human world. ”

"I hope the city lord will have mercy on your people."

Only by loving the world can we give gifts to the world and enjoy the world.

Qin Sang stood quietly on the long street of the town for a long time.

Cheng Lu's words are certainly a bit alarmist.

It's also a bit of a fantasy.

It's just that Qin Sang had to think about these things.

"So where is the teenager you're talking about?"

Cheng Lu said softly: "If I could find him, I wouldn't have come to the city lord, since I would appear here, at the risk of being sent to the River Styx by the city lord's sword, the city lord should know a lot of things - I can't find him." ”

Qin Sang looked at Cheng Lu quietly, and then said lightly: "How about the demon clan, it's not your turn to intervene, the young man you said, I will naturally pay attention." ”

Cheng Lu said slowly: "I'm afraid that when the city lord realizes something, it's too late." ”

Qin Sang just calmly turned around the town.

People who have never seen a wind and snow naturally do not believe in wind and snow.

Many years ago, Huangliang Nantuo always thought that it would snow in the world was a lie.

Cheng Lu stood outside the spring breeze town with a sword, and looked at the woman who was holding the sword for a long time, as if she had been injured a little.

Naturally, he wanted to say all he wanted, so that he could do it himself, and then walked away.

It's just that this story is not just about the demon clan.

Once the demon clan in the entire human world sees not only some panicked speculation, but the slaughter that has already been realized, it will naturally not be as easy to calm down as it is now.

They wouldn't believe what kind of young man with an umbrella buried the White Deer Demon Clan.

They would only believe that it was the hand of someone from the upper echelons of the Sword Sect.

For example, Cong Blade, such as Chen Yunxi.

It could even be their Kamigawa Majesty.

So Cheng Lu didn't brush his sleeves and left.

Instead, he took the sword and left.

Outside the impassable thunder pool, he has been patrolling this land of demon clans for a long time.

When a person has some kind of great power in his hands.

has a story that cannot be truly separated from the world.

.......

When Nandao passed by a certain sword cultivator who was sitting by the mountain stream and shining on the water, he subconsciously clenched the umbrella in his hand.

The sword with no name on his back and naturally understood what it meant.

It's just that when he walked vigilantly, the sword cultivator who couldn't see the depth just sat there quietly, looking at the stream, maybe picking up the white hair that was hidden very hidden, maybe looking to see if there were fish inside.

In short, it seems that I didn't find this young man walking quietly under the blessing of the Peach Blossom Dao Technique.

However, the South Island stopped.

Quietly watching him.

The reason is simple.

Because the peach blossom in the sea of gods said a word very calmly.

"This sword cultivator can see you."

Peach Blossom's Taoism is like a fictitious one.

It may be possible to conceal the process of exposure, but it is naturally difficult to conceal such a high-level Dao cultivation.

Nandao had been there for a long time before this sword cultivator raised his head and raised his eyebrows at the young man who was parked under the umbrella on the other side of the stream.

"Why don't you leave?"

Nandao was silent for a while, and then said softly: "Senior wants to wait for me to walk over, and then ask where you are going, so as to startle me suddenly?" ”

The eyebrows of the mountains and rivers are almost raised into the twilight of the sky.

It had been a long time before this previous generation of Sword Sect Senior Brother smiled regretfully.

"It's true, but it's a pity that you didn't follow common sense."

Shan Zhaoshui's gaze fell on the rather ancient and mysterious Dao rhymes around Nandao's body, and he said doubtfully: "Hangu Guan Taoism, although Hangu Guan Taoism has disappeared for thousands of years, it is not strange that Taoism still exists. My realm is very high for you, so it's not surprising that I can see you. I'm curious. ”

Shan Zhaoshui's gaze fell on this young man.

"How do you know I can see you?"

Nandao naturally didn't say Peach Blossom's reminder, but just said calmly: "If the senior is just a sword cultivator who walks on the snow realm, and halfway through, he suddenly sees a person who can't see the depth, of course, and carries a sword with the name of the sword on the sword on his back, sitting quietly by the stream, will the senior feel very strange?" ”

Shan Zhaoshui nodded and said, "That's true, so I should suddenly jump out like a monkey, instead of sitting by the stream in a pretentious manner." ”

Nan Dao said sincerely: "Yes, I have a nephew, if he sees it, he will definitely make fun of his seniors, not even scary." ”

“......”

Shan Zhaoshui felt a little faceless, so he put aside the topic, looked at Nandao and said, "I'm here to wait for a young man named Nandao, I don't know if you know where he is?" ”

Nandao was silent for a moment.

"So the senior is indeed a disciple of the Human Sword Sect?"

The disciples of the Human Sword Sect will grind off the sword name on the sword when they walk in the human world.

But not all of those who have polished off the name of the sword are disciples of the Human Sword Sect.

Someone imitates his face, someone imitates his sword.

"Looks like you're the South Island too."

Those who are not polished off the name of the sword are the disciples of the Human Sword Sect.

It's not the South Island with a black umbrella.

With such a sentence came a sword that caught the mountains and rivers off guard.

Nandao's expression changed, and he hurriedly sank the umbrella, the river was full of twilight, and the sound of swords was loud.

The sword returned to the other side of the clear stream and fell into the hands of Shan Zhaoshui.

The sword cultivator of the Human Sword Sect looked at the black umbrella in the young man's hand, smiled slightly, put the sword into the sheath, stood up with the sword, stood in the evening breeze of the clear stream, and looked at the young man with a sword intent diffused out.

"I'm on my way."

......

The human covenant between the young man and the Human Sword Sect was naturally blown by the wind across Lingnan and fell to the human world.

It's just that it is obvious that Nandao does not want to entangle with such a disciple of the Human Sword Sect at such a time.

Therefore, after he exhausted the sword intent of the sword sect disciple in his hand, he stood on the other side of the Qingxi with the umbrella in his hand, looked down at the sword marks around him that were ploughed out by the sword intent sword wind, and was silent for a while, and then looked at the sword cultivator who was standing by the stream.

"Senior, can you take a break for a while?"

Shan Zhaoshui raised his eyebrows, looked at this young man, and thought to himself, do you have something to do?

When he was in the deep forest of the white deer, Shan Zhaoshui didn't ask Qin Sang what he was going to do, because he had already seen it all the way.

But in the face of this teenager, he naturally needs to ask.

After all, about the young man, only the story of Nanyi City fell to his ears.

"So what are you going to do?"

Nan Dao listened to the word and had some doubts in his heart, but he still said sincerely: "The junior has another agreement to go." ”

That's about Lingnan, listening to the wind and stream, and picking up the wind and snow for Lingnan.

Shan Zhaoshui was very curious, looking at the boy under the twilight umbrella.

"Is it convenient to say?"

Nandao shook his head in silence.

Shan Zhaoshui said softly: "Then it's a pity, I can't postpone it, because after the appointment, I also have another agreement to go, if I wait here for you to complete the agreement and come back, maybe it will take a lot of time, maybe that person will think that I won't go, and then leave in style." ”

This is a very coincidental story of entanglement.

Probably only the sound of the wind blowing from the mountains on the banks of the clear stream can be understood.

Nandao held the black umbrella tightly and stood under the umbrella for a long silence, then took a deep breath and looked at the Sword Sect Senior Brother on the other side of the Qingxi.

"What are you going to do?"

Shan Zhaoshui just looked at Nandao calmly: "Although I have not been away from the Human Sword Sect for as long as some senior brothers, it is also a long time. I've heard the story of Nanyi City, but I don't know how much I should go, so what do you think I should do? ”

Nandao quietly looked at the sword cultivator, and his eyes fell on the sword.

In the twilight, the words "mountains and water" are still faintly visible.

After a while, Nandao said softly: "The green mountains shine on the water, clean and clear." ”

Shan Zhaoshui looked down at the sword in his hand, and then looked up at the young man under the umbrella.

"So this appointment is also clean and clear."

Nandao untied the peach blossom sword from behind him, stuck it in the mud of the stream bank in front of him, and said slowly.

"I would like to receive a sword from my predecessors."

Shan Zhaoshui looked at the young man on the other side of the twilight stream, raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you know what realm I am?" ”

Nandao looked at the peach blossom sword in front of him, and there was wind and snow on the sword.

"The predecessor is the Great Dao Sword Cultivator."

Shan Zhao said calmly: "I know that you have received the Jiang Ye One Sword in Nanyi City, but you must be clear that the Great Dao One Sword and the Xiao Dao One Sword are different things, and I am a six-fold sword cultivator. The waves of the road are stacked, and the higher they are, the more turbulent they become. ”

Nandao was silent for a moment, and then said softly: "Since you have come to the appointment, there is nothing that is unacceptable. ”

"If this sword goes down, even if you are lucky enough not to die, you will become a waste. How do you go north next to the appointment? ”

The South Island is very calm.

"As long as there is a breath left, there is naturally no agreement that you can't go."

Shan Zhaoshui squinted his eyes and looked at the boy under the umbrella for a long time.

The twilight moves lightly, moving according to the water.

Shan Zhaoshui restrained his expression and said calmly: "Okay." ”

The spring breeze rippled all over the mountain, and it seemed to come one by one, falling into the hands of the sword cultivator by the stream.

So it turned into a sword wind, blowing green leaves all over the world.

The green mountains shine on the water, clean and clear.

The same is true of the sword.

The sword light suddenly shone on the bank of the clear stream in the twilight.

Nandao had a lot of sweat in his hands, but he still held the umbrella in his hand tightly, and then raised his hand to hold the peach blossom sword, and blocked it horizontally.

The fine snow sees the spring breeze.

The boy froze there.

That sword didn't really fall on the South Island.

With a sword light as wet as water, he stopped in front of the peach blossom sword, and the wind of those sword intent blew a lot of fine snow chips to the face under the young man's umbrella.

Nan Dao put down his sword a little dazedly, and the sword cultivator of the Human Sword Sect had already walked a long way along the Qingxi towards the south of the Human World.

The sword of the water suddenly returned, falling back into the sheath that had been carried behind by the sword cultivator at some point.

"This covenant is over, South Island, you can go."

The mountains shine on the clear stream.

The sword is calm.

The teenager may have guilt.

But that has nothing to do with the Human Sword Sect.

The mountains and rivers are gone.