The young man stood on the bank of the clear stream in the world with an umbrella, silently looking at the Taoist who had a terrifying sword wound in his heart.

The Taoist floated quietly on the stream like a dead fish with a white skin, and there were even some red, red, green and green spices on the belly of the fish.

Blood was constantly being washed out from under him.

Lu Xiaoer was very vigilant and stood beside Nandao with the Xiwu Sword in his hand.

You Chunshan stepped forward cautiously, picking up the Taoist man's robe with the wooden sword in his hand.

"People from the Blue Sky Dao? But it doesn't seem like it, right? ”

This unlucky young man felt that today was indeed unlucky, the three of them left the high cliff of the East China Sea, along the green mountains outside the cliff, all the way to the north, although they did not meet such a very strange Heavenly Hell Sword Cultivator, but they sat by the stream and rested, planning to eat a fish hot pot, when a strong wind suddenly rose in the mountain, and then a figure smashed down, smashing the fish hot pot over - although the Taoist is not a white fish, but those seasonings are real.

It's things like wild peppers, wild peppers, and wild onions that You Chunshan rummaged around in the neighborhood.

"Uncle Shi, is it?"

Lu Xiaoer looked at Nandao, he knew that his senior uncle had seen such a Taoist from Qingtian Dao in Tingfengxi, and he might have seen Liu March in Nanyi City.

Nandao was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No. ”

But whether it is or not, such a Taoist who does not know where to fall out is undoubtedly extremely strange.

It's just that that's not what silences the South Island.

It was the sword wound.

Such a sword wound, this young man under the umbrella is naturally very familiar.

It was Zhang Xiaoyu's sword.

So after being silent for a long time, Nandao still asked Lu Xiaoer and You Chunshan to carry the person up from the stream.

This is not to play the prestige of some uncle.

It's just that the teenager is holding an umbrella, and there are some things that are really not very convenient.

You Chunshan dragged the Taoist down, and then swept the spices on the Taoist there with great regret.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the fish hasn't been cooked yet.

Of course, the pot is not an iron pot, but a stone pot chiseled out by Lu Xiaoer with a sword.

You Chunshan thought of this, and ran to the side to look at the stone pot, fortunately, the stone pot was very resistant to falling, but it was fine, but the bottom soup in it was all spilled.

Sometimes a passion for food doesn't have to be a love for food.

It's just the most simple hungry stomach.

Lu Xiaoer and Nandao are both cultivators, but You Chunshan is not.

Thinking that he had been hungry for most of the day, he was about to have something to eat, but he was smashed by this Taoist who didn't know where to fall, You Chunshan was so angry that his lungs hurt.

So he thought about it there, and ran to the stream to hold the water with the stone pot, in order to prevent it from carrying the blood of this Taoist, You Chunshan also deliberately went to a place further upstream.

After a long meal, the unfortunate young man's stomach was already crowing like a toad.

As for Lu Xiaoer and Nandao, they were checking the injuries of this Taoist by the stream.

The good news is that Taoists are not dead.

The bad news is that it's pretty much the same as not dead.

After seeing the tragic situation of Yunjue Town at the beginning, the little boy Lu Xiaoer's ability to bear it was also much stronger, and he used the Xiwu Sword to pick open the clothes of the Taoist, and then he saw the heart that was almost pierced, but it was still beating slowly.

Although he knew that this person was still angry, Lu Xiaoer naturally couldn't do anything, so he could only turn his head to look at his uncle.

Nandao squatted beside the Taoist for a long time, then stood up, pinched the trick in front of him, and the vitality of the heaven and earth around his body began to surge, but there was no sword intent flowing.

Lu Xiaoer raised his eyes to look at his uncle's rather strange-looking Dao Technique, and was a little puzzled, not knowing what it was.

It's just that the next moment, an extremely calm chanting sound began to sound on the side of the entire clear stream.

"The world has a beginning, and I think it is the mother of the world."

Lu Xiaoer looked around blankly, but there was no one up and down this clear stream.

At the same time, his uncle said softly: "If you have her mother, you can know her son; He knew his son, and he kept his mother, and he was not killed. ”

Countless Taoist texts marched out from the body of this young man under the umbrella with an extremely mysterious aura and landed on such a Taoist person.

"Stuff it, close its door, and don't work hard for life."

"Open it, help it, and don't save it for life."

"Seeing the small and bright, the soft and the strong. It is a habit to use its light to return to its clarity and leave no body behind. ”

Lu Xiaoer looked at the Taoist texts that flowed out from under the umbrella in a daze, and slowly walked towards the uncertain body of the Taoist, imprinted it little by little, and sealed all the tricks on the body.

Countless winds blew on the banks of the stream.

The sword wound on the Daoist's heart gradually closed, and the heartbeat that had been gradually slowing down also slowly stabilized.

The little boy watched this scene from the side, but his eyes gradually widened, and he looked at his uncle with incredulity.

"What is this?"

Nandao was a little weak and let go of the Dao trick, and a certain ancient scroll that had been opened by peach blossoms in the Divine Sea was slowly closing.

"Five thousand words of the green cow."

The young man under the umbrella sat down by the stream, and a large amount of vitality flowed out of the sea of gods, making the young man's face quite pale.

Lu Xiaoer naturally knew that this was five thousand words of Qingniu.

Even You Chunshan knew that this was the five thousand words of the green cow.

The book of the avenue, there are countless rubbings in the world.

It's just that how can my uncle have such a thing?

Naturally, the South Island will not.

It's just the Peach Blossom Club.

Lu Xiaoer looked at Nandao, who was slowly breathing, but he didn't continue to ask, and turned his head to look at the Taoist.

The life and death of the Taoist are still uncertain, and those Taoist texts with an extremely mysterious and ancient aura circulate on his side, and the sword wound in the heart no longer has blood gushing out, but the Daoist's face is still extremely pale, which is caused by excessive blood loss.

You Chunshan re-boiled the water on the side, cut the seasoning again, and the unlucky guy who was so hungry that he had Venus in his eyes naturally didn't pay attention to the things by the stream.

When I ran over at this time, I looked at the Taoist texts on the person, and I also fell into deep thought.

So what happened when Fang Cai was making his own fish hot pot?

......

The Taoist may or may not have been saved.

Even if Nandao asked about the peach blossoms in the sea of gods, the latter just calmly said that he didn't know.

Maybe just do your best.

Nandao didn't bother with the Taoist who knocked over their fish hot pot, but just sat down in front of the pot of re-cooked fish.

There are also some wild herbs added to it.

You Chunshan was indeed hungry, he ate very hard, until his stomach was round, and he lazily touched his stomach and lay down.

After lying down for a while, this unlucky man remembered whether the Taoist was lying next to him, so he turned his head and saw a bloodless face.

Fortunately, he didn't open his eyes, otherwise You Chunshan would really have to carry a wooden sword to give him two swords.

You Chunshan sighed and changed places and lay down.

There was a melancholy look at the spring day on the stream.

It's not just that spring is about to fall.

Spring is also coming to an end.

You Chunshan still didn't find a sense of qi.

With Lu Xiaoer's young uncle coming all the way, You Chunshan has naturally been practicing diligently.

It's just that he no longer has the feeling of being extremely close to the sword cliff that day.

Even if he let Nandao surround himself with sword intent, he would never be so close as he was that day.

Is it true that some things are not there once you miss them?

You Chunshan lay down for a while, and the teenagers by the stream had already begun to practice against the sunset, both the big boys and the little boys.

The young man then walked towards the two of them with the wooden sword on his back, and sat down in the same cross-legged flow of vitality, continuing to feel his qi.

At night, Lu Xiaoer lit a fire by the stream, and You Chunshan grilled some fish there to eat.

The moonlight moon is pale and starry on a spring night.

You Chunshan sat by the stream, looked at the little boy on the side, and then looked at the Taoist not far away.

"Who, where did you say this man came from?"

Lu Xiaoer turned his head and glanced at the Taoist who was wrapped in a strange Dao technique by his own uncle.

"I don't know, but it should be someone with a high realm."

The little boy naturally couldn't see who that Taoist was and what realm.

It's just that from the sword intent that pierces through the heart, many things can be seen.

Those sword intents were extremely strong, at least they were also sword intents above the Qinglian Realm.

In such a world, it is basically impossible for the sword intent above the Qinglian Realm to fall on a person with a very low realm.

Because the custom of not deceiving the young in the world was born side by side with the Great Dao.

It's like Nandao and Zhang Xiaoyu fighting on the side of the stream, after all, that white-clothed sword cultivator won't have the face to really use the Great Dao Cultivation.

"He's the Great Dao Realm."

Nandao, who was sitting quietly on the side, said calmly.

Lu Xiaoer and You Chunshan both turned their heads.

The complexion of the young man under the umbrella has recovered a lot, and the sword intent and vitality around his body are slowly circulating, and while practicing and breathing, he is also refining the sword intent.

"That sword is a sword of cause and effect."

Nandao said calmly.

"From Zhang Xiaoyu."

Lu Xiaoer and You Chunshan were both stunned.

When he looked back at the Taoist again, the meaning in his eyes was obviously different.

Such a fierce and deadly sword naturally could not fall on ordinary people.

Not all of them are the teenagers who once frightened some.

You Chunshan ran over very sincerely, took a burning wooden stick from the fire, and waved it around the Taoist.

Lu Xiaoer looked at You Chunshan strangely and said, "What are you doing?" ”

You Chunshan didn't look back and said, "Drive away mosquitoes for the big guy." ”

“......”

You Chunshan was busy for a while before he looked back at Lu Xiaoer and said, "This is the cultivation of the Great Dao, isn't it normal to be enthusiastic?" ”

Probably Lu Xiaoer's reaction is abnormal.

The little boy just subconsciously looked at the boy beside him.

The little boy just saw the mountains, even if it was his uncle Nandao, he was just stepping on the snow.

It's just that I don't know why, Lu Xiaoer doesn't feel that the avenue is very high.

He didn't know why.

As for the South Island.

When this young man under the umbrella left the town and went to Nanyi City for the first time, he saw such a thousand-year-old sword cultivator, and he had stayed in the sword lake with Cao Weiying for a long time, and the feeling in his heart was naturally much calmer.

It wasn't until You Chunshan's words came out that the young man finally looked back at the Taoist who didn't know the life and death of the stream.

Yes.

That's the Great Dao Repair.

Back then, although Zhang Xiaoyu was joking, he said that he didn't know what the avenue was.

But the white-clothed sword cultivator who used to smile also said that only people with excellent talent can enter the Great Dao.

Lingnan has not had a road repair for thousands of years.

Such a person is naturally rare in the whole world.

So Nandao looked at it for a long time, and then looked at You Chunshan.

"Drive it again, count it in."

You Chunshan was silent, but he also waved it again, and then handed him the firewood in his hand before Lu Xiaoer could speak.

"If you want it too, then do it yourself."

Lu Xiaoer swallowed his words back.

Holding the sword and sitting in the night by the stream, he raised his head slightly and said, "I don't need it." ”

So You Chunshan threw the firewood into the fire again.

The three of them sat there silently.

The young man sighed very much, sighed for a while, and said softly: "I probably didn't think that I would see such a major human repair. ”

The Great Dao Realm is naturally a major overhaul in the world.

"It seems that during this time, the people of heaven and the people of the earth all jumped out and ran everywhere, although I don't know what they ran."

You Chunshan held his wooden sword.

"What Zhang Xiaoyu, what Your Majesty, what Cong Blade, I sometimes feel that the world is going to end."

You Chunshan then remembered the Taoist who had met at the beginning.

"Anyway, it's probably because of this that I believe the nonsense of that nonsense Taoist, and I think I must be some kind of hero who steps on colorful auspicious clouds....."

You Chunshan stopped as he spoke, because he saw that the young man under the umbrella was looking at him in a daze.

"Babbling Taoist?"

You Chunshan didn't think there was anything strange, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Yes, it looks decent, and the robe is fluttering in the snow....."

You Chunshan was talking about such a Taoist there.

Nandao silently looked at the night of the world.

In the spring of last year, he also met a Taoist in the Hanging Courtyard.

The things of fate, once stepped out, cannot be repented of.

This is a sentence left to him by the Taoist called Fortune Operator after he refused at the beginning.

"What you encounter may be the lack of a master divination operator."

In You Chunshan's chattering voice, there was such a calm sentence from the young man.

You Chunshan stopped in a daze, and gradually opened his mouth widen.

"Missing a fortune operator senior?"

Nan Dao sat there quietly and whispered, "Yes or no, I don't know, but ....."

The boy remembered some of his dead friends called Rats.

"What he said should be true."

Nandao quietly thought about the story of the past.

If the rat didn't go to the river, it wouldn't cost a penny.

Will some stories still happen?

He didn't know either.

It's like a paradox of fate.

Another fate that has collapsed is naturally nowhere to be found in the world.

Maybe in a dream.

In the extremely long and long dream of a certain boy in Nanyi City.

You Chunshan naturally didn't know what Nandao was thinking, but he lowered his head and looked at the wooden sword in his arms for a long time.

So how should a young man who is walking blankly with a wooden sword follow the trajectory of fate to such a prophesied end?

Lu Xiaoer looked at his uncle curiously and asked, "Uncle Shi has seen the master who lacks a sect?" ”

Nandao whispered, "Yes." ”

"What did he say?"

"He didn't say anything." Nandao said, looking up and tilting his head to look at the starry sky beyond the black umbrella.

"It's like I've said everything."

......

Although I don't know the origin of that Taoist.

But the three of them didn't care about it, so they just left him by the stream and ignored him.

Fortunately, You Chunshan is not very good at cultivation, and a person who has been unlucky all year round and falls on the ground has a very good physical fitness.

So that Taoist was carried on his back by You Chunshan.

"I suddenly remembered the picture of a long time ago, when I was carried up the mountain to chop wood by my mother."

You Chunshan hung the wooden sword in front of him, and with a very thick stick, he stepped on a field of spring flowers and fallen leaves, panting and walking.

Lu Xiaoer looked at You Chunshan strangely.

"You're so old and you still want your mother's back?"

The little boy thought to himself that I wouldn't want my mother to carry me when I was three years old.

"I'm talking about when I was a child, and you didn't even give birth at that time."

You Chunshan said helplessly.

"Okay." Only then did Lu Xiaoer realize that he had thought something wrong. "And then?"

You Chunshan said sincerely: "I hope that after the overhaul of this Daomen, I can read my good as I think of my mother's good, not to mention making me rich, at least I have to worry about it all my life." ”

“......”

Lu Xiaoer silently walked behind You Chunshan, looked at this Taoist for a long time, and said seriously: "He doesn't look like a rich and noble person, and he is like this, and he will ensure that you have no worries in your life?" ”

"You still have to have a dream, what if it happens?"

You Chunshan said as a matter of course.

Of course, being forever faithful to your dreams can also have another way of saying that you keep dreaming.

The two men were talking non-stop.

Lu Xiaoer, a young man who was originally a little dull, has become more talkative since he met You Chunshan.

Probably like he said himself, after all, he tricked others into buying a wooden sword, and he always had to bear some senior brother responsibilities.

The trio made their way through the green hills, then stopped outside a small town.

You Chunshan put the Taoist in the grass outside the town, and then walked towards the town with a stick.

One is to buy some food, and the other is to inquire to see if anyone nearby knows where this Taoist came from.

After all, it's not a matter of carrying it all the time.

As for the South Island, he is still practicing.

When it comes to cultivation, it is natural to stop and go, and practice and practice.

Until You Chunshan went to the town, Lu Xiaoer sat there holding the sword for a long time, and then looked at his uncle.

"Has Uncle Shi ever cultivated the Tao?"

Nandao looked at the world quietly, and then said softly: "Repaired." ”

Lu Xiaoer was silent for a while.

"But I've never seen Uncle Shi mention it."

Nandao turned to look at the boy.

"Because I forgot."

Lu Xiaoer looked at his uncle's eyes in a daze.

That look was very complicated, and the little boy couldn't see it very clearly.

It's just that look, like it's talking.

Someday.

I'll also forget that I learned swords.