The high cliffs are cold fog, and the sea is sinking.

It rained lightly in the East China Sea today.

Lu Xiaoer sat under the eaves of the wooden house and looked at You Chunshan, who was shrunk in his grass hut not far away.

The young man bought a wooden sword with all his belongings, and after indulging in the beautiful and youthful fantasies, he had to face a very real problem.

That is, there is no money to eat.

But after all, it's by the stream.

In addition, Lu Xiaoer felt a little guilty because he doubted whether his original decision was too child's play, and invited him to the town to eat something from time to time.

You Chunshan can't starve to death.

In the spring rain of mid-March, the young man was holding his sword in a daze.

It wasn't until noon that the rain began to lighten a little, and the young man ran towards the cabin with his wooden sword in his arms.

"I guess I can't practice."

Although You Chunshan said this, he still stood under the porch very seriously, wiping the wooden sword.

"Don't feel it at all?"

Lu Xiaoer looked at You Chunshan and asked.

"Nope." You Chunshan said sincerely, "Those things you said seem to be in another world. ”

The young man sighed.

"At the beginning, I did fantasize that I used all my belongings to buy such a sword, and then suddenly opened my mind, summoned the sword light of the day, and washed half of my life."

You Chunshan looked down at the wooden sword in his hand.

"It's just that it turns out that when the sword was young, there were also children who held it, so they could wield the sword qi. We're in our twenties, and we wouldn't be embarrassed to do such a thing. ”

Lu Xiaoer thought for a while and said, "Aren't you still cutting flowers on the side of the road yesterday afternoon?" ”

“......”

You Chunshan didn't expect this to be seen by Lu Xiaoer, his face was a little red, and he argued: "I just try to see if it's going to be smooth." ”

The two sat under the wooden eaves and watched the rain gradually subside.

Lu Xiaoer thought for a long time and said, "Or can you try to sharpen your sword first?" Didn't you say that the way of sword intent was realized from the sharpening of the sword? Although you can't feel the sense of qi, you can't follow the current common method to cultivate the sword intent seed. So why not start with the very original method? ”

You Chunshan took the wooden sword in his hand and gestured.

"Sharpen your sword? It's wooden. ”

Lu Xiaoer also reacted.

You Chunshan had a new idea.

"How's the carved sword?"

Lu Xiaoer looked at the young man, thought for a while, and said, "I don't know either, you can try it." ”

You Chunshan looked down at the wooden sword in front of him, and then looked at the bamboo flute on his waist, but he took a deep breath, picked up the flute and broke it.

And the back end looked at the broken edge of the bamboo flute, picked a sharp place, and turned to the side of the hand.

Lu Xiaoer looked at You Chunshan in a daze.

"Is it really that decisive?"

You Chunshan nodded and said: "If I don't succeed, I will become benevolent, if I become it, there will be a very wonderful story in the world in the future, in a certain year, a certain month, a certain day, the East China Sea Great Sword Cultivator You Chunshan broke the cauldron and sunk the boat and carved the sword Balabala." ”

Lu Xiaoer didn't say anything, just looked at the sky, picked up the umbrella, and walked towards the drizzle town.

"Come on."

......

Epiphany such a story, maybe a different story background, will really appear.

It's just that there are probably some fanciful things right now.

When Lu Xiaoer came back at dusk, You Chunshan was still sitting there, holding the piccolo and carefully carving it on the wooden sword little by little.

Lu Xiaoer leaned over to take a look and found that he was carving something that was round and not slipping, as if he was still carrying a leaf.

"What is this? Turnips? ”

Lu Xiaoer asked sincerely.

“.....”

You Chunshan was probably a little speechless.

It was a long time before the young man put down his flute and blew on the sawdust on his sword.

"This is my head."

"What about the leaves?"

"That's the hair flying in the sword wind."

"Hmm..... Lifelike. So what are you going to engrave? ”

Lu Xiaoer's words were not sincere at all.

But You Chunshan didn't care, after all, it was already good to be able to carve things.

"Carve a cliff, and I hold my sword here under the cliff, and look up at the high cliff."

"That's it?"

"That's it."

Lu Xiaoer was silent.

Probably because it was raining and being a little cold, the little boy didn't go to bathe in the stream, but just squatted by the stream, took a cloth, and wiped the sweat on his body.

"I asked you in the sword-forging furnace today, and I originally wanted you to help forge the sword to make some money."

You Chunshan raised his head, looked at Lu Xiaoer and asked, "Then what?" ”

Lu Xiaoer sighed: "They heard about your deeds and refused." After all, there is such a thing as forging a sword....."

"I know, it's going to be skillful."

You Chunshan lowered his head and continued to ponder where to engrave the next stroke.

Lu Xiaoer shook his head and said, "No, it's a bit metaphysical." ”

“......”

You Chunshan probably knew the reason.

Sure enough, what Lu Xiaoer said next was not much different from what he thought.

"They think that you are too unlucky, maybe when you are casting a sword, you can look at the sword, and the sword embryo will be destroyed, and you will not be able to achieve the most ideal state."

After all, every year before the spring starts, you have to pick a good day.

I heard that a long time ago, there was a practice of forging swords, and there was a practice of sacrificing blood to the furnace.

It is said that in this way, the fire of the furnace will be stronger.

Of course, that is no longer the case.

You Chunshan silently carved the sword there.

When Lu Xiaoer came back after wiping his body, the young man carved another strand of hair.

The biggest industry in the town is probably sword forging, and there is basically nothing else except for some daily livelihood and the like.

Just leaving the town, the entire territory of the East China Sea will not let You Chunshan live a very nourishing place.

This town is lucky.

Because they were at the bottom of the cliff, even if the two of them started fighting from nearby, they were still not affected after all.

Lu Xiaoer sat down on the side, looked at You Chunshan's carved sword for a while, and started his own cultivation again.

The sky gradually darkened, and after the spring rain, there was a lot of rain hanging in the world, and the twilight gradually diffused the light among the droplets of the branches.

You Chunshan put down the broken flute in his hand, stretched out under the wooden corridor, moved for a while, and walked towards his small grass shed with the wooden sword.

Lu Xiaoer looked at You Chunshan's back, but he didn't know what he thought, and stopped him by looking at the back of this young man.

"You Chunshan."

The unlucky man turned back with his sword in his hand and looked at the little boy with a puzzled expression.

"If you really became a Great Sword Cultivator, what would you want to do?"

Lu Xiaoer asked very seriously.

The latter thought for a moment there, and then said with a smile: "Thirty Hexi..... Of course I'm going to have to show it off. ”

Just showing off, of course, is not enough to be a motivator.

So Lu Xiaoer continued to ask: "And then?" ”

You Chunshan looked up at the sky and said softly, "If I can, I want to scold our majesty." ”

The unlucky young man managed to save some money, but because Kamigawa had a fight with someone, he was buried in the rubble and disappeared.

Lu Xiaoer thought that if he was so unlucky.

I will probably scold my mother too.

Not only You Chunshan couldn't understand it, but even Lu Xiaoer couldn't understand it either.

This Your Majesty, who has done a good job for thousands of years, except for the fact that the matter of Heavenly Hell has made the world dissatisfied, why did he suddenly fight a big fight with Cong Blade in the East China Sea as if he didn't care about the world.

So Lu Xiaoer remembered that day again.

When he and his uncle hurried here, the black-robed emperor he saw standing at the bottom of the cliff.

He didn't know why his uncle directly let go of the umbrella in his hand the moment he saw that person.

With this as a threat, he forced such a majesty to leave the East China Sea.

......

When You Chunshan finished carving such a sword, it was already a few days later.

Only then did Lu Xiaoer completely see the picture on the wooden sword.

Indeed, as You Chunshan said, it was a young sword cultivator standing under the Grinding Sword Cliff and looking at the high cliff.

Although the carving skills are clumsy, it still has some charm.

You Chunshan took the sword from Lu Xiao's second-hand hand, took advantage of the spring breeze in the morning, walked towards the cliff with the sword on his back, and then stopped at the bottom of the cliff.

Just like the picture engraved on the sword.

After a long time, the young man turned around, looked at Lu Xiaoer and said, "How is it, it doesn't look like it." ”

The little boy sitting in front of the door by the stream tilted his head and thought about it, and said, "Like." ”

So the more it looks, the more it isn't.

You Chunshan didn't care, he pulled out his sword from behind him like a sword cultivator, as if he was about to climb the cliff, and walked towards the high cliff.

I just walked for a while, but I stopped again.

Lu Xiaoer, who was holding the sword, followed and stood behind You Chunshan.

"Do you want to try the cliff?"

You Chunshan sighed and said: "I wrestle when I walk on the ground, how can I climb any cliff, not to mention that there is sword intent on it, I don't want to die there young." ”

I want to go and hesitate.

Of course, it was not only the young man's mind.

Lu Xiaoer also looked up at the high cliff.

"What is your uncle doing on the cliff?"

You Chunshan turned his head to look at Lu Xiaoer and asked.

Lu Xiaoer shook his head and said, "I don't know, but I see that he is a little hesitant, maybe he is making some decisions." ”

You Chunshan sighed and said, "It's so good. ”

Lu Xiaoer looked at him with some puzzlement and said, "What's so good about this?" ”

"If there is a choice, then there will be good and bad. Maybe if you choose the right one, you can go right, at least not like me, no matter how you go, you can fall on your heels. ”

"Aren't you here right now?"

"I've already fallen a few times?"

"Where?"

You Chunshan pointed to his heart.

"Here."

When he bought a wooden sword, when he began to try to practice, when he finished carving the sword seriously.

I kept falling on my heels in my heart.

Of course, such a thing has a more understandable term, which is called loss.

He stumbled and fell, so he fell on his heels.

Lu Xiaoer sincerely stood on tiptoe and patted the shoulder of the person next to him.

The two stood there and watched for a long time.

Probably the loss had passed, and the young man began to fantasize again.

"I heard that Cong Blade, one of the three swords in the world, died in the East China Sea, do you think it is possible, I picked up his sword as I walked, and then ascended to the sky in one step?"

Lu Xiaoer didn't say anything, just handed the sword in his hand to You Chunshan.

The latter took the sword for some unknown reasons.

"What is this?"

Lu Xiaoer looked at him and said, "Have you reached the sky in one step?" ”

Only then did You Chunshan understand what Lu Xiaoer meant, returned the sword to the little boy, and said, "Can your sword be compared to his?" ”

Lu Xiaoer pulled out the Xiwu Sword in his hand and said slowly: "Of course, the sword and the sword are similar, maybe some will be tougher and sharper, but in the final analysis, it is nothing more than the difference in the person who uses it." With this sword, I may not be able to defeat some little demons, but with this sword, Uncle Shi can kill the big demons. ”

The little boy looked at You Chunshan's look of disbelief and added.

"Of course, it's the kind of big demon that is not very strong, if you have to think of the kind of big demon that you want to be the prime minister, I can't help it."

You Chunshan said: "It's not that I believe that I can kill the big demon. But why kill the big demon? ”

Lu Xiaoer then remembered that this person was from the East China Sea, and the story of the south may not be clear.

"Because Bailu became a demon land for a short time."

You Chunshan nodded thoughtfully.

"Actually, I've heard some stories in the south, but I thought that the East China Sea was chaotic enough, and those people were probably talking nonsense.

In the previous story, the East China Sea was probably indeed relatively quiet.

Lu Xiaoer nodded.

The two looked at the high cliff for a long time, and then returned to the stream.

You Chunshan picked up the broken flute again, and carved something on the sword.

"You've always carved a turnip this time, right?"

Lu Xiaoer looked at You Chunshan's wooden sword and asked.

"No, it's you."

“......”

Lu Xiaoer was silent, sitting on the side and watching very seriously.

"Why do you suddenly want to engrave me again?"

You Chunshan stopped his movements and said with a smile: "Do you think, a person standing under a high cliff with a sword on his back and looking at it, although it is a very good picture, but it is always a little deserted, but if you add a little boy next to it, is the picture much richer?" ”

Lu Xiaoer looked at You Chunshan quietly for a long time, and then said softly: "But the uncles said that cultivation is a lonely realm. ”

You Chunshan was stunned and said, "Is it like this?" ”

"I don't know, but it may be so. It's like smelling the wind and watching the rain and stepping on the snow to find plums. ”

Lu Xiaoer said.

You Chunshan shrugged his shoulders, continued to carve on the wooden sword, and said, "But I'm not a cultivator, I'm just an unlucky person, and the unlucky person should always draw something that can comfort him." ”

Lu Xiaoer thought about it, and didn't know why he remembered those comfortable and lively days in Lingnan.

"Then you can carve more lively things, such as a small building where people eat hot pot."

You Chunshan said softly: "Then I will definitely not be in the building, because I will accidentally knock over the hot pot, and under the sword cliff, where is the hot pot and the small building?" ”

Lu Xiaoer didn't say anything more.

It was probably carved once before, so it was only in the existing picture, and a little boy was added to it, so this time You Chunshan carved it much faster, and it was also very convenient.

Even Lu Xiaoer's delicate eyebrows and eyes were carved out, although it was only a side face, it was still a little amazing.

"You're looking at the cliff thinking about how to become a sword cultivator, so what am I looking at here?"

Lu Xiaoer looked at You Chunshan and asked.

You Chunshan said without thinking: "You are waiting for your uncle." ”

Lu Xiaoer came to the spirit and said, "Then you can engrave my uncle as well." ”

You Chunshan was stunned and said, "But I don't know how to carve this." ”

Lu Xiaoer sat there with his sword in his arms, frowning and looking at the high cliff for a long time, and then his eyes lit up, and said: "You don't need to carve him out, you just need to carve an umbrella vaguely on that cliff, and then add some lines next to it, just as a sword intent." ”

You Chunshan thought about it, it didn't seem to be difficult to carve, so he picked up the broken flute and carved it again.

When the young man finished carving the picture and was about to blow the sawdust on the sword, there seemed to be some sword wind coming from the cliff, falling on the wooden sword by the stream, and then blowing the debris away cleanly.

You Chunshan sat there in a daze, thinking to himself, could it really be done?

So he took up his sword and sent it forward.

It's a pity that there is nothing.

It's as if that sword wind was just an illusion.

You Chunshan withdrew the sword and looked at the somewhat unrecognizable wooden sword with Lu Xiaoer.

The young man burst out laughing.

"It's like we've forgotten what we were trying to do in the first place."

Lu Xiaoer was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that the reason why You Chunshan carved these things on the sword was only because he couldn't practice, and he was thinking nonsense there.

In the end, it really became a portrayal on a sword.

Lu Xiaoer thought for a while and said, "This is actually quite good, you see that there is no stumbling in this way, maybe that Taoist lied to you." ”

You Chunshan thought for a while and said, "Maybe it's true, I don't have the roots of heaven and earth, how can I become a great sword cultivator?" ”

The two of them sat there in silence, blowing the spring breeze that was about to end in March, and watching a stream of water gurgle away.

After a long time, You Chunshan put the wooden sword in his hand behind his back, stood up, and walked towards the small grass shed.

Lu Xiaoer sat by the stream, silently looked at his back for a long time, and then said slowly: "What are you going to do?" ”

You Chunshan stopped there, looked back at Lu Xiaoer and said as a matter of course: "Of course, it's to feel the sense of qi." ”

"......" Lu Xiaoer was still a little sad for this young man, but You Chunshan's justifiable feeling of anger gave him no relief.

"Didn't you just say something like that?"

You Chunshan said calmly: "People in the world naturally don't want to eat when they are in a bad mood, but they can't really stop eating in the future." ”

"Besides, it's like this now, anyway, why don't you keep trying, maybe tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, I can feel the qi?"

This is a very reasonable, and it also hits the big truth of the south wall.

"Then I don't have to just draw on my sword and look at the cliff."

You Chunshan turned his head to look at the high cliff.

"I'd like to try to walk up too."