When Lu Xiaoer got up early in the morning of the second day, he found that the person named You Chunshan couldn't wait outside the wooden house.

The young man yawned and sat down on the porch with his sword in his hand.

You Chunshan watched the little boy come out and greeted him very politely.

"Senior brother, early."

Lu Xiaoer is actually a little unable to adapt to such a senior brother, it's not that he's really afraid of falling to death, but after all, no matter how young this person is, he is also in his twenties, and he is only a twelve-year-old boy, and it sounds as if he is suddenly old.

So Lu Xiaoer looked up at the sky very melancholy.

Why does Chu Waist call himself senior brother, he can accept it very much, and he feels weird when he changes to a man?

Lu Xiaoer thought about it for a long time and didn't understand, so he lowered his head, looked at You Chunshan and said, "Are you in a hurry?" ”

You Chunshan was stunned for a moment, thought about it, and said, "It's not very urgent. ”

So Lu Xiaoer put the sword on his knee and closed his eyes.

Since there is no hurry, let's talk about it in the afternoon.

You Chunshan probably didn't expect Lu Xiaoer to start practicing directly, he stood there and opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything, just sat down quietly, holding his cheeks, probably hadn't taken a bath for a long time, and even pulled out his crotch there, but the color in his eyes was very pure envy.

After all, in the eyes of this young man, such a young boy is indeed very chic.

It's very good-looking, it's still a sword cultivator, and there is a very good sword, looking at the appearance, probably the situation won't be very embarrassing, so if you have nothing to do, you can go to cast a sword, or just sit by the stream and practice.

The main thing is that he can't fall flat yet.

You Chunshan sighed there.

It wasn't long before the boy reopened his eyes.

You Chunshan asked very happily, "Senior brother is going to the town now?" ”

Lu Xiaoer said calmly: "No." ”

But he didn't say what he was going to do, but he stood up with his sword in his hand, put it behind his back again, and then waded through the morning light that poured into the stream.

You Chunshan hurriedly followed, and followed the little boy with a wet face and asked, "Where is the senior brother going?" ”

Lu Xiaoer said without looking back: "Go to the cliff." ”

You Chunshan looked at the little boy in amazement.

It's really diligent, it hasn't been long since I've practiced, and I'm going to go to the cliff to refine my sword intent.

But that's not necessarily the case.

Lu Xiaoer was walking, looking at the clouds and mist cliffs in front of him, and he thought helplessly.

Why is this person still staring at others when he is practicing?

Didn't he know that this was a taboo in the cultivation world?

But it's okay to think about it, after all, he doesn't even have the root of heaven and earth.

Lu Xiaoer thought about it, stopped in front of the sword steps, looked up for a long time, and then took a deep breath, the vitality and sword intent in the divine sea were still flowing around him, and then stepped on the sword steps and left.

As soon as he entered the sword steps, the voice of the world became subtle.

The one named You Chunshan kept talking outside the cliff, looking like he was very excited.

However, Lu Xiaoer didn't hear it very really, so he raised his hand and pointed to his ear and said nothing.

You Chunshan then quieted down, but he was still opening his mouth in amazement.

Lu Xiaoer glanced at it silently, and then walked towards the top of the sword steps.

After walking until he was more than thirty zhang, he was sure that he would no longer be stared at by You Chunshan, and Lu Xiaoer stopped, the sword intent here was actually a little pressure on Lu Xiaoer, but it was not unacceptable.

Lu Xiaoer sat down with his back to the world while fighting against those sword intents.

The sword intent on the cliff was everywhere, and it was naturally impossible to practice with peace of mind, so Lu Xiaoer simply refined his sword intent.

Although the little boy's sword intent still has grown a little, it is only about some distance away from the white-clothed realm in the world, not to mention the white-clothed realm on the sword cliff.

It was Lu Xiaoer who was very cautious to wrap his faint sword intent with the vitality of heaven and earth, as if he had immersed a sword in a sea, and sent it into the sword intent on the cliff.

So the sword intent in this place became active.

It feels like a young boy striking iron in a small town on earth.

For a person who loves to strike iron, the jingling sound is naturally pleasant.

For a sword cultivator, the slight sound of sword intent colliding and then transforming is also pleasant.

Lu Xiaoer's face was a little faintly happy, pressing the sword on his knee, perhaps to make his sword intent more powerful, Lu Xiaoer gradually put his hand on the hilt, and then slowly pulled out the Xiwu sword in his hand by three inches.

It was just that in the next moment, the look on the little boy's face changed.

The sword intent, which was originally just like playing with the world, suddenly became extremely violent and rapid at that moment.

It's like a boat floating on the vast sea suddenly facing a storm.

The little boy's sword intent was overturned, and he was beaten to pieces on the sword steps, and the whole person was like a heavy injury, and his face was like paper in an instant, and the whole person fell backwards, and the Xiwu Sword also came out of his hand.

Fortunately, in the next moment, the sword that fell on the top of the sword steps was suddenly held in his hand, and then calmly pushed it back.

Those sword intents like storms in the East China Sea slowly subsided.

"Don't draw your sword lightly on a cliff."

The young man stabilized his body on the sword steps below, and then heard his uncle's voice.

Lu Xiaoer gasped and calmed down, and then looked up at the young man standing there with some surprise.

"Uncle Shi, you have to be ...... Have you already climbed the cliff and come back? ”

Lu Xiaoer almost blurted out what he had been thinking about during this time.

Nandao stood there and glanced at Lu Xiaoer strangely, always feeling that it should not be a good thing to say before he changed his words. It's just that he didn't care, just shook his head calmly and said, "Not yet, just come down and take a look." ”

Lu Xiaoer naturally didn't know what Nandao was going to come down to see, maybe he just showed up to reassure himself.

The young man didn't ask so much, calmed down a little, walked back to the sword steps that had rolled down earlier, took the sword that had been put into the sheath from Nandao's hand, and looked at Nandao with some doubts.

"Why can't you draw the sword, Uncle Shi should have been out of the sheath that day."

Nandao looked at the cliff very calmly, some stories have passed for some days, but there are still no people in the world who have the leisure to climb the cliff.

So it's not lively outside the cliff.

There was just a young man with eyebrows on either side hanging his head underneath.

"Because drawing a sword has the meaning of asking the sword, it is naturally different from ordinary cliff climbing....."

Nan Dao said, pausing for a moment, then retracting his gaze from the cliff, and said calmly: "As for me drawing my sword, it's okay, because I have some gentleman's sword intent in my hand." ”

Lu Xiaoer silently stood aside with his sword in his hand, and from Uncle Fangcai's pause, he could probably feel that this should not be the reason.

But the little boy didn't ask, and looked at Nandao very seriously.

"Then Uncle Shi is still going down the cliff? When to go off the cliff? ”

In fact, this question was already asked once by Lu Xiaoer when Nandao first stepped on the sword steps.

At that time, the South Island was very calm and calm.

The answer was also very crisp.

Only this time, Nandao did not answer the question, but just stood there quietly with an umbrella.

It was a long time before Nandao looked at the young man who was still waiting on the side.

"Do you want to go back to Lingnan?"

Lu Xiaoer turned his head, thought about it, and said, "Some think, and some don't want to." Of course, it is very good in Lingnan, where it is very much like a home in the world, where everyone is happy, happy and leisurely living every day. ”

"Of course, this place is also very good, the sword intent under the cliff is everywhere, for a sword cultivator, it is probably a good place to sharpen the sword."

Nan Dao raised his eyebrows and looked at the little boy, although he knew that Lu Xiaoer might really just be talking about his thoughts, but he always had a feeling that this was touching his choice.

The two of them stood on the sword steps for a long time.

Nandao thought for a long time and said softly: "If you want to go back, then go back first." ”

Lu Xiaoer listened to the word 'first', but pondered for a while, and then said slowly: "I'm still waiting for Uncle Shi at the bottom of the cliff." ”

Nandao didn't say much more about it, and looked at the young man sitting with a flute at the bottom of the cliff.

"Who's that?"

Lu Xiaoer also turned his head and looked at the very unlucky young man below, who was also curiously raising his head and looking into the clouds.

"You Chunshan, I don't know where it came from, I promised him to help him get a cheap sword."

Nandao looked at Lu Xiaoer strangely, is this nephew of his own family so enthusiastic about helping others?

Lu Xiaoer naturally knew what Nandao meant by looking at him, so he scratched his head and said, "Because I'm worried about spending too much money in the East China Sea, I want to get more money." ”

So Nandao understood what it meant, but he was still a little puzzled.

Making money is easy to understand.

What does it mean to have a lot of expenses in the East China Sea?

Nandao naturally didn't know that Lu Xiaoer had already played the role of his maiden family member by himself, and helped him think about a lot of things.

Lu Xiaoer was probably afraid that Nandao would ask such a thing, so he hurriedly walked down the cliff with his sword.

"I'll leave Uncle Shi first."

Nandao looked at the back of the little boy who hurriedly left with his sword, and always felt that something was strange, but he didn't say anything, and sat down on the sword steps with an umbrella.

Lu Xiaoer left the sword steps in a hurry, and it was not until he breathed in the spring breeze of the East China Sea in the world that he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

You Chunshan stood up, looked at this little sword cultivator, and then looked up at the looming figure sitting in the sword intent on the cliff, and said in amazement: "Who is that person?" ”

After all, it was a figure walking down a cliff.

"My uncle."

You Chunshan's eyes widened.

"Such a young uncle? That uncle's realm is not high. ”

Lu Xiaoer thought for a while and said, "It's okay, it's just stepping on the snow realm." ”

You Chunshan thought to himself, what is it called, but also just stepping on the snow realm?

Although this young man has never practiced, the Great Dao of the World is prosperous, not to mention that this is still in a place like the East China Sea, and he naturally has some understanding of some things in the cultivation world.

The Seven Realms of the Path, that is, the Seven Realms of the Ascending Tower, are already the upper combat power of the human world, and they are called Upper Realm cultivators.

Naturally, there is no need to use words like this when stepping on the snow.

Of course, the main reason is that the boy is a little too young.

Not much older than this twelve or thirteen-year-old boy.

So even though the little boy seemed to be sincere in saying such things.

You Chunshan still sighed and said, "What a young uncle." ”

The unlucky young man was still sighing, but found that Lu Xiaoer had already gone in the direction of the town.

So You Chunshan hurriedly followed.

"Senior brother, wait for me."

The two of them walked all the way through the Qingxi grove towards the town.

As soon as you enter the town, there is a wave of heat.

It's past early morning, and naturally you can only feel some March coolness in some alleys.

You Chunshan was still the same as yesterday, and inexplicably came to the ground several times, not only Lu Xiaoer, but also those people and sword cultivators in the town, all of whom came sideways.

The unfortunate young man got up as usual, and walked forward as if nothing had happened, catching up with the young man who was waiting not far away.

Lu Xiaoer looked at You Chunshan with great emotion, and said sincerely: "I suddenly feel that what I said yesterday may be very right. ”

You Chunshan was stunned for a moment and asked, "What?" ”

Lu Xiaoer walked forward and stopped in front of a small shop that looked like a liquor store, but was actually a noodle restaurant.

"That means that you are a person of great fortune."

The little boy looked back at You Chunshan and said.

The young man didn't look at Lu Xiaoer, but looked down at his feet.

There is certainly no shit under the feet.

There was just a stone slab that was in disrepair and was sunken underneath, and he stepped on it, and with a grunt, splashed all over his body.

You Chunshan sighed.

"Indeed, it is a blessing."

Lu Xiaoer held back a smile, reached into his arms and touched the money, counted out some copper plates, and then handed them to You Chunshan.

The young man who had just started to wet his legs looked at Lu Xiaoer suspiciously.

"Senior brother, what are you going to do?"

Lu Xiaoer looked at You Chunshan and asked, "Aren't you hungry?" I'll invite you to eat noodles and go in and buy two bowls. ”

You Chunshan suddenly realized, took the money and walked towards the noodle shop.

"Actually, all I need is one bowl of food."

The hapless young man thought in pieces.

"There's another bowl for me."

“......”

......

You Chunshan squatted by the stream, picked up the noodles in his hand, and looked at the little boy on the side.

"Why did Senior Brother make a special trip to the outside of the town to eat noodles?"

Lu Xiaoer sat on the stream stone with the bowl of noodles with the sword on his back, and said: "Because the shopkeeper's noodles are delicious, but he refuses to sell noodles to Jian Xiu, he said that Jian Xiu is the son of Wang Ba Calf, so he has to avoid him." ”

You Chunshan squatted there in shock, looking down at the noodles in the bowl, the noodles were snow-white, the soup was clear, and there were some oil and chili peppers with chopped green onions and meat on the side.

It's really tempting.

"Isn't he afraid of being beaten to death?"

You Chunshan said, stirred it with chopsticks, and then after taking a bite, he changed his mouth, swallowed it, and said very satisfied: "Okay, this noodle is really good, if I make such a good bowl of noodles, I will not only scold Jian Xiu for being the king of the eight calves, I dare to scold His Majesty Kamigawa for being the king of the eight calves." ”

Lu Xiaoer turned his head to look at the young man, not knowing if he was serious or joking.

It's just that the young man who has always been unlucky rarely has a smile on his face, maybe he is talking seriously and laughing, but he can't see it.

The East China Sea is shattered by Kamigawa and Cong Blade.

The people of the East China Sea Sword Sect have slowly returned, and Huaidu has also allocated relief funds to assist in the reconstruction of the East China Sea.

You Chunshan didn't go to get it.

Lu Xiaoer didn't say anything, and began to eat his own noodles.

The two of them ate by the stream and ate fragrantly.

"How much money do you have?"

While Lu Xiaoer was eating noodles, he remembered what was going on, looked at You Chunshan and asked.

You Chunshan was still talking about noodles in his mouth, and when he heard this, he chewed the noodles in his mouth and swallowed them, then put the bowl aside, and took out a bag from his arms, which contained some copper plates and some broken silver, and the young man was sucking chopsticks and counting them very carefully.

After a long time, he hesitated to say; "What does it look like about 700 yuan?"

Lu Xiaoer ate the noodles, thought for a while and said, "The cheapest sword ever sold in the town costs a thousand yuan." ”

You Chunshan naturally knew that he had already asked about those sword-forging furnaces in the town before he met Lu Xiaoer.

So he didn't say anything, just looked at the little boy silently.

Lu Xiaoer lowered his head and ate noodles and said, "I'll try to help you think of a way." ”

You Chunshan was sincerely grateful.

"Thank you, senior brother, if there is any leftover at that time, give it all to senior brother as a thank you gift."

Lu Xiaoer just ate the noodles seriously, but he remembered the original Tianya Sword Sect.

Therefore, Uncle Wu is indeed very powerful, and he has forcibly supported such a Sword Sect for so many years.

Of course, Uncle Shi is powerful.

The two of them quickly finished a bowl of noodles with great satisfaction.

Then he walked towards the town again, and You Chunshan walked very obviously this time with much more energy.

Maybe it's because I eat noodles to fill my stomach, maybe maybe I finally have some hope.

So the fall is more imposing.

Crashed into the street.

But this time, instead of falling on the ground, he kicked an umbrella on the side of the road that I don't know who lost.

Fortunately, Lu Xiaoer had already considered this situation and did not let him hold the bowl, otherwise he would have to pay for the bowl of the noodle restaurant at that time.

Walking to the noodle shop, the little boy handed the bowl to You Chunshan, asked him to return the bowl, and then led him towards the sword-casting furnace where Zhendong had struck iron.

The sword-forging furnace was in an alley, a very spacious courtyard, and when you looked up, you could see that the extremely high cliff was stuck outside the town like a huge sword wrapped in clouds. It's a pity that there is no way out of the town here, otherwise Lu Xiaoer can save a lot of time every time.

In the words of the fireside blacksmith Lao Li, this is because he is afraid that someone will get a sword, so he will get carried away and go straight to the sword grinding cliff.

This has happened before, so in such a very wide cliff town, although there are many sword-casting furnaces, they often can't go directly to the bottom of the cliff, but have to take a detour.

Let the sea breeze blow, and when people are sober, they will not be stupid.

Lu Xiaoer asked You Chunshan to stop in the alley, find a tree to sit on, and went in by himself.

As soon as I entered, I heard a rough man's voice coming.

"Little Er, I inquired about what you asked before."