The blue-black peach blossom sword had red fire dust that had been sharpened out, and there was also a lot of white fine snow that was slowly falling on the sword.

Nandao sat there, looking up quietly at the clouds that swirled along the edges of the umbrellas.

It's like a black extinct volcano that has fallen silent, and it looks like it's about to fall into a snowstorm - whether it's an umbrella or a sword.

Nandao looked at it for a long time, lowered his head, pushed away the grinding stone in front of him, and sent the peach blossom sword that was gradually fading in color into the sheath, and then stood up, holding an umbrella and stepping on the sword step of the 1001st zhang.

The moment the young man stepped into that sword intent, those clouds and mist began to surge, and the umbrella and sword in the young man's hand were held a little tighter.

Peach Blossom's figure appeared beside the boy.

"Looks like you've decided."

Nandao stood there and looked at the long steps that looked like a road to heaven and nodded.

"Yes."

Peach Blossom didn't say anything more, and the peach blossoms on her face fluttered in those thousand zhang sword intent.

The young man under the umbrella did not continue to move forward, but then turned his head and looked at Peach Blossom and asked a question.

"Am I already in the realm of self-worship?"

Peach Blossom said calmly: "It's still a little close." ”

Nandao looked at the peach blossom thoughtfully.

The man in white, whose clothes flew like a snowstorm all day long, had that sword in his hand again.

A small sword like a peach blossom.

"Do you want to give it a try?"

Nandao looked at it quietly for a while, and said, "I'll talk about it in a few days." ”

The peach blossom sword dispersed in the cliff wind.

The peach blossoms also dispersed together.

There was only one young man left on the cliff, standing quietly in the surging sword intent of the first generation of the Sword Sect from the world, the fourth disciple of Tsing Yi back then.

The young man didn't know how far he could go forward, and the sword intent on his body began to stir, being slashed by the sword intent on the cliff, and slowly converging, a black umbrella slowly went deeper towards the cloud and mist sword intent.

......

"I should be considered a sword cultivator."

Le Chaotian stood on the seashore and quietly looked at the direction of the East China Sea.

Grass drank wine for Hotaru, raised his eyebrows and said, "So what? ”

Le Chaotian whispered.

"So I also want to go up the cliff and see how far I can go if I only use sword intent."

Grass for Hotaru just smiled.

"One hundred zhang."

Le Chaotian turned his head to look at the young man in green clothes, and said slowly: "Senior, seriously? ”

The grass nodded to the firefly.

"Naturally, it is serious, although the sword in the heart is very good, it is not all the way of sword intent, it is not your sword intent that can make it idle for 80,000 miles. If you really want to talk about it, your sword intent may not be as strong as Lu Xiaoer. ”

Le Chaotian sighed and said, "After all, that's a disciple of the seniors. ”

Lu Xiaoer learned swords in Sword Lake, Le Chaotian naturally knew about it.

Cao Weiying looked at the sea while drinking wine, and said, "He is a disciple of your world, I may have had a disciple, but that was a long time ago. ”

Le Chaotian thought for a while and said, "Senior in red? ”

Grass nodded for Hotaru and said, "Yes." ”

Le Chaotian said softly: "But I want to accept another disciple." ”

Cao Weiying glanced back at Lu Xiaosan, who was sleeping on a gourd on the shore not far away.

Recently, there was a sword fairy on the seaside, and it was spread in this area.

The little boy was very proud to ride the reed and fly around, and today he was probably tired of showing off, so he kept lying there and falling asleep.

"Don't harm other people's boys."

Cao Weiying withdrew her gaze from Lu Xiaosan.

Le Chaotian said with a smile: "It seems that the seniors also like that kind of teenager." ”

The grass sipped as Hotaru smiled.

"Who doesn't like such a little boy? At least it's much more pleasing than your brother. ”

When Le Chaotian heard this, he sighed.

This was the first time the two of them had talked about the boy under the umbrella.

"Don't seniors like that boy too?"

The grass is a firefly and looks at the sky.

"Do you like it?"

Le Chaotian said sincerely: "Of course I don't like it, but I can't talk about disgust. Sometimes there is probably some pity, like pity for myself. I don't know what I'm going to see as I walk along. He didn't know what he would see as he walked along. ”

"No one knows what they'll see when they walk forward, maybe it's stones growing on grass, maybe cow dung blooming on flowers." ”

Le Chaotian said slowly in the sea breeze: "I'd rather see some cow dung." ”

"I thought you would be firm."

"When I talk to others, I am naturally firm, otherwise it is not enough to be the Tao, but unlike my predecessors, I am here with my predecessors, I can be weaker, hesitant, and hesitant, so that it will probably be more pleasing."

"It's a lot like that disciple of yours."

"How can there be a reason that a master is like an apprentice?"

"Since your name is Senior Brother Nandao, aren't you your disciple's junior brother?"

Le Chaotian sighed and said, "Although there were indeed some bad tastes when I first went to Lingnan, in the final analysis, it was impossible for me to really call that blind sword cultivation senior brother." ”

The grass chuckled softly for Hotaru.

The two blew a gust of sea breeze, and Le Chaotian looked down at the sword wound in his heart.

"Actually, I've had a problem these days."

Grass for Hotaru drank wine and said, "What's the problem?" ”

"Cong Blade's predecessors can see cause and effect, how can they not see where, there is such a sword from the years?"

Le Chaotian frowned slightly and looked at the distant sky and the distant sea.

Cao Weihotaru chuckled softly: "How do I know? I'm not the Blade boy. ”

Le Chaotian didn't say anything more.

Around his body, some remnants of sword intent from that sword were diffuse, and there was the sound of the tide of the sea, which sounded faintly around this Daoist's body.

"Actually, I came here to see one more thing besides the sea."

"You want to meet Chen Yunxi." Cao Weiying said very calmly.

Le Chaotian said softly: "Yes, I wanted to see him at the beginning, but unfortunately he didn't want to see me, so I originally wanted to ask my seniors to do me a favor." ”

Cao Weiying said lightly: "I can't help you with this kind of thing, not to mention, I don't want to see him myself." ”

Le Chaotian said with a smile: "Even if the seniors want to help now, I don't dare to see it." The sword of the bush blade also woke me up. The world has never been three swords and three views, just three swords. No matter how high-spirited we Taoists are, after all, we are only juniors, I am not a senior brother, and my talent is not outstanding, so I can't cross the length of the years. ”

The Taoist laughed as he spoke.

"Speaking of which, I'm curious, senior brother has stepped on the snow now, so when will he become my real senior brother?"

Cao Weiying said softly: "How can the world know about such a person's affairs? ”

"Seniors are ashamed of themselves?"

"I'm not as good as white, how can I compare to him?"

"Li Missing one, white." Le Chaotian sighed a little. "It's a pity that one of them was trapped in the River Styx, and the other died young. Otherwise, the world will probably have a different height. ”

Hello is really good.

The height of the world is the real height.

The two talked for a while, but the little demon pine cone silently walked behind the two and sat down on the edge of the island.

"Today should be All Souls' Day, senior, uncle."

Cao Weiyi didn't look back, this is a human thing, and naturally it has nothing to do with him.

Le Chaotian looked back at the pine cone and said slowly.

"Yes. But this year there is no All Souls' Day, and the mirror of the world is temporarily divided, and the people of the world are swimming in their own big rivers. ”

Songguo followed Lu Xiaosan to ride the gourd to the territory of Nanyi City.

It's a mess there.

Under the meaning of a certain scholar, the riotous human army smashed open the southern gate of Huai'an.

And the witch armor from Huangliang is also involved in it.

It is said that the person who led the troops was a young man with a strange name, called General Zhenbei Xingda.

If it weren't for the fact that Lingnan was in the middle, as a natural danger in the true sense, those chaotic armies would have approached the Liuyun Mountain Range.

"So when will the world be reconciled?"

Songguo looked at Le Chaotian and asked.

Le Chaotian looked at the rolling green mountains in the south and said calmly: "Probably wait until the spring breeze blows the red grass leaves." ”

......

Lu Xiaoxiao probably didn't think that he would have the time to pick up the sword again.

Even if the demon clan rioted at the beginning, they did not leave the Sword Sect.

Only this time, the flames of war were really ignited at the foot of Lingnan Mountain.

It was after the day Cong Blade died in the East China Sea.

The large armies stationed outside Nanyi City mutinied.

And what is even more deadly is that at that time, the fog miasma above the southern Daze disappeared.

The urgently recruited armor of Huangliang passed through the Kingdom of God, just as the cicada said, bathed in divine light, put on the armor of the River Styx, and stepped on the Wushan Mountain, which had reappeared in Daze in March last year, and headed towards Nanyi City.

This war, naturally, is different from the last one.

The last time was with the help of the Crossing Array, and once it failed, there was no way back.

And this time, it was the real battle line that paved the battle line along Wushan all the way to Nanyi City, which could be attacked and defended.

The southern armor that had already mutinied, even if there were more than those Huangliang witch armor, were scattered and had to retreat to Nanyi City, and then retreated all the way to the north.

It's just that Nanyi City didn't fall into the hands of those witches.

This ancient city is still in the hands of the Hanging Courtyard.

It's just that the Hanging Courtyard, after the mutiny, mastered one-third of the southern armor, and obviously no longer belongs to today's Huaidu.

This time, the prime minister may be on the side of Huang Liang.

Lu Xiaoxiao recalled his sword, and in the Lingnan mountain stream, he washed the blood on the sword.

The southern armor was in a mess, retreating again and again, but it had already entered Lingnan, using it as a front to resist those attacks from the south.

Lu Xiaoxiao had to take the sword again, so that those little teenagers stayed in the Sword Sect, and rushed to the Lingnan front line with Wu Dalong and many sword cultivators who had just begun to settle down from the southern demons.

Fortunately, this time, there are many human soldiers in front, but it will not let Lingnan repeat the mistakes of Nanyi City.

Sword cultivators are responsible for the long-range suppression of the witch armor.

The twilight of the world is falling, and the blood under the mountains is like the remnant sun, like the appearance of autumn leaves sweeping in before the spring has passed.

Fortunately, it was getting late, and after a long period of attack, those rebels and witch armor withdrew towards Nanyi City again.

This is about the first time in 2,000 years, after the fall of Gu Chu, that the Huangliang armor soldiers crossed Nanyi City.

Lu Xiaoxiao finished washing the sword and rested in the forest by the stream, and there was gradually more blood in the stream, from those people who washed their swords everywhere by the stream.

Such a front is quite long, from the east of the Youhuang Mountain Range to the East China Sea in the world, the entire south of Lingnan is full of sword cultivation, and it is also full of blood.

Wu Dalong is not here.

The pressure on the defense line here is less, and Wu Dalong's realm is higher, and it is the realm of enlightenment, so it is naturally in the green mountains facing Nanyi City.

The disciples of the Little Jiufeng Sword Sect and the disciples of the two major sword sects were also over there.

At the beginning, when the sword cultivators heard about the rebellion in Nanyi City, they were all extremely shocked, thinking that the demon matter would gradually subside, and the world should be able to be peaceful for a while, but no one thought that after the northern starlight was cut down at night, Nanyi City would no longer be the southern gate of Huai'an.

This door has become the Lingnan Sword Sect.

It's just that the wind who said such a news was very calm.

This sword cultivator, who listened to the rumors of the wind in all directions in the world, just stood there quietly and announced his decision to defend Lingnan.

Lu Xiaoxiao thought about the scene when all the Sword Sect Sect Masters in Lingnan were summoned to listen to Fengxi that day.

"Cong Jian is dead, and the prime minister will naturally rebel, which is helpless."

Lu Xiaoxiao stood there in a daze and listened.

She probably never thought that such a white-clothed sword cultivator would go to the East China Sea, fight with Kamigawa, and finally die in the East China Sea.

Although there is some unconfirmed news, it is said that Cong Blade finally died in the hands of Zhang Xiaoyu. It's just that the world probably won't believe it.

The Blade is naturally mortal.

But even if it is in the hands of Shenhe, it is more convincing than dying in the hands of Zhang Xiaoyu.

It is probably difficult for Lu Xiaoxiao to understand what happened in the wind that the world has never heard, which led to such a change in the world.

The Human Sword Sect is naturally the opposite.

Those disciples of the Sword Sect who had been hidden in the world for a long time reappeared in the eyes of the world.

It's just that they're not in the south.

Instead, they went to the north.

Went to Huaidu.

It's just that this is probably a good thing for Lingnan.

It is an extremely fortunate thing in the world.

If those Sword Sect disciples were still in the south.

Lingnan is naturally attacked by the enemy, and it may be difficult to support it until now.

The Lingnan Sword Sect does not have an upper realm sword cultivation.

The Human Sword Sect does not have a lower realm sword cultivation.

This is one of the most extreme sword cultivation groups in the world.

Lu Xiaoxiao sighed, raised her head, and returned to reality, not far away, a woman with blood in Tsing Yi was walking slowly.

Chu waist.

Lu Xiaoxiao looked at the woman in Tsing Yi who was coming this way, but her expression was a little complicated.

"I thought you'd go north too."

Chu Waist walked to the stream, washed his sword, and said calmly: "I'm not a disciple of the Human Sword Sect, what are you going to do in the north?" ”

Of course, Chu Waist is not a disciple of the Human Sword Sect, maybe her grandfather is, but she is not, she is a disciple of the Lingnan Tianya Sword Sect, this woman who has not had time to sing a few more operas after going to Lingnan, she hurriedly got involved in all kinds of chaos.

Lu Xiaoxiao leaned on the tree behind him and said softly: "If you hadn't come to Lingnan, would you have gone to the north?" ”

The question is somewhat heavy.

In fact, for every Lingnan sword cultivator, this question is heavy.

Lingnan has been tied to the Human Sword Sect for thousands of years.

When the news came that Cong Blade fought with Kamigawa and died in the East China Sea, not only Lu Xiaoxiao, but probably the sword cultivator who made the decision to defend Lingnan by the stream, also wavered in his heart.

For the south, Cong Blade is naturally more than the sect master of the Human Sword Sect.

It is probably equivalent to the entire south of the Liuyun Mountain Range, the sect masters of all the sword sects in the human world.

People have been living with this thousand-year-old sword cultivator for a long time, looking at the lights and mahjong sounds of those Nanyi City.

So suddenly one day, Cong Blade died like this, and never returned, just like the Cong Zhong laugh back then.

Everyone probably had a moment of confusion in their minds.

If the sword cultivation in the world is like grass in the shade.

Then the bush blade is the towering tree in the south.

So when he heard such a question, Chu Yi also subconsciously looked up at the sky.

The tree fell.

"I don't know."

Chu lowered his head and continued to wash his sword.

The tree has fallen, but the world will continue.

The tree fell, and the river burst.

If Lingnan gives up again, the whole south will be truly devastated.

Lu Xiaoxiao didn't continue to ask.

Some things are enough to say here, and it would be rude to ask any more.

"Master asked me to come and see if there is anything I need help with."

Chu Yuan took out his sword from the stream, put it into the sheath, looked at Lu Xiaoxiao and asked.

Lu Xiaoxiao then remembered that such a woman in the small Taoist realm was actually his own nephew.

This little Lingnan sword cultivator shook his head and said, "There is less pressure here, but you should be more careful over there." ”

Chu Waist is a sword cultivator of the Xiaodao Qinglian Realm, and in such a war, he naturally has to face greater risks.

Because only people like them can threaten those who are in the rear of the army.

So there is no blood on Lu Xiaoxiao's body, but there is blood on Chu Yuan's body.

Probably once went deep into the rear of the battlefield, after all, the battlefield is extremely chaotic, and there are some witchcraft covers, but the sword is gone, and it is difficult to really find the location of those witches and ghosts.

If you are poor, you will strike with precision, and if you are rich, you will be covered by firepower.

It's a pity that Lingnan is indeed very barren in terms of upper-level sword cultivation.

At the beginning of the battle in Nanyi City, there were still brothers and sisters of the Human Sword Sect as hole cards.

And the current thing, Lingnan has become a hole card.

Chu Yuan nodded, carefully checked Lu Xiaoxiao's body, and then slowly left here with the sword.

"That's right."

Lu Xiaoxiao suddenly stopped Chu Yuan.

The woman in Tsing Yi looked back.

Lu Xiaoxiao looked back at the depths of Lingnan.

"If you have time, go back to the Sword Sect and take a look, I'm worried that they will turn the sky and run out with the sword."

Lu Xiaoxiao and before they left, although they instructed Fu Jiangnan and Lu Xiaoyi to be optimistic about the younger brothers and sisters.

It's just that I'm a little worried after all.

Chu Yuan nodded.

Lu Xiaoxiao turned around and quietly looked at the remnants of the March sun in the world like blood.

Let's ask Lingnan should not be good.

Lingnan should not be good.