Although he said it well at the beginning, it was just when he saw the look on Le Chaotian's face, at the last moment, Lu Xiaosan was discouraged again, and he stood there with a gourd on his back and refused to speak.

Le Chaotian was not reluctant, but just carried his sword and walked up the mountain road like a scholar with a sword.

Lu Xiaosan thought about whether he would wait for his uncle to come back below?

Just looking at the pine cone, he followed in a daze, and the little boy had to sigh and follow.

"Are we really here to smash the field, uncle?"

Lu Xiaosan looked at Le Chaotian with some hesitation and asked.

Although at the beginning, when he was in those clouds and green mountains, Lu Xiaosan shouted happier than anyone else.

It's just that it's really at this time, and this little boy naturally still has a lot of nervousness.

After all, as a Lingnan Sword Cultivator, a place like the Liuyun Sword Sect is naturally a thunderous existence.

Le Chaotian said softly: "Maybe yes, maybe not." ”

Lu Xiaoer originally wanted to ask something, but as soon as he raised his eyes, he saw that on the Cloud Mist Mountain Road in front of him, there was a white-haired sword cultivator wearing a flowing cloud sword robe standing there quietly, as if he was waiting for the three of them to walk up, so he also silently closed his mouth.

The sword cultivator who was called Nangong Senior Uncle by Cheng Lu left the floating cloud platform and stood on top of the mountain road, squinting his eyes and looking at the young Taoist who came up from under the mountain road for a long time.

They naturally knew that such a Dao cultivator was in the Liuyun Mountain Range, but they didn't think that he would really come up the mountain.

It wasn't until the distance between the two was only a few dozen zhang that the white-haired sword cultivator took his sword and saluted.

"Why did the Lord come to the Liuyun Sword Sect?"

He didn't mention the sword light of the previous temptation and the sword that this Daoist sent to the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect.

Le Chaotian looked at him quietly for a long time, and then turned his head to look at Lu Xiaosan, this twelve-year-old boy was still a little timid after all, and silently lowered his head and looked at the stone steps under his feet.

Le Chaotian didn't say anything, turned his head again, looked at the sword cultivator very seriously for a long time, and then said softly: "In March this year, I had an apprentice who didn't make it into a weapon and did something stupid in the mountains.....

The sword cultivator stood there, his expression softened, and he probably didn't expect Le Chaotian to be so easy to speak.

It's just that this young Daoist's next words made this white-haired sword cultivator directly clench the sword in his hand.

"Of course, stupid or not, this is a matter of view, but when he was leaving, he accidentally lost something."

Le Chaotian smiled slightly.

"My disciple's eyes are not very good, and he is introverted by nature, so he has never dared to come back to find him, and I, as a master, will inevitably be affected and go on a trip."

Before the words fell, the clouds and mist above those mountain steps surged violently, and the sword in the hand of the white-haired sword cultivator had already turned into a streamer and hovered around him, as if he could come with a sword at any time.

"Don't deceive people too much, ..... Li"

It's a pity, probably like what Le Chaotian said, as long as your realm is high enough, you will naturally use a sword when you hold a sword.

This Taoist didn't use Dao techniques, but calmly drew his sword out of the sheath, slashed down the mountain road with a sword, and the heavenly vitality was forced to come, but the white-haired sword cultivator was directly slashed back by a sword.

The Taoist who stood on the mountain road and held the sword calmly slowly put the sword in his hand into the sheath, holding the scabbard and standing in the clouds and mist, but it looked like a high-spirited young man.

"What are you?"

The young Daoist, dressed in loose robes, rolled up the clouds and stepped forward, appearing in front of the white-haired sword cultivator.

Probably like what Lu Xiaosan said, such a happy sky is indeed like an arrogant villain.

The white-haired sword cultivator of the Cloud Sword Sect changed his expression suddenly, and behind him, there were also many sword lights gushing out.

Le Chaotian just calmly raised his hand in front of him, and the rhyme of the mountains and seas in the sky fell down in an instant, and those sword lights from the Sword Pavilion in the mountains, just like before on the distant green mountains, were scattered and fell to the top of the mountain road.

Lu Xiaosan stood there in a daze.

Of course, he knew that his uncle should be very tall.

I just didn't think it was really that high.

Didn't you get cut by a certain sword cultivator in the East China Sea, and you couldn't even speak?

Lu Xiaosan suddenly understood what Le Chaotian meant when he said that he could fish, but he couldn't dig out the bird's nest.

Such a Taoist probably shouldn't dig a bird's nest.

The white-haired sword cultivator was silent at this point, and the sword in his hand hesitated for a long time, but it was still put into the sheath.

When Le Chaotian saw this scene, he smiled slightly.

"So isn't it good for everyone to reason with a friendly person?"

Truth and truth, of course, the Tao comes first, and reason comes last.

The white-haired sword cultivator didn't speak, but Le Chaotian continued: "Sword cultivation should be the most reasonable, it seems that Chen Yunxi's predecessors have probably neglected discipline over the years, what's your name?" ”

The white-haired sword cultivator was silent for a moment and said, "Nangong Shen." ”

Le Chaotian smiled softly and said, "The white hair is indeed deep, but it is probably very shallow in the way of the sword." Also, next time don't always be you, you, my name is Le Chaotian, you have to remember. ”

Nangong Shen's gaze crossed Le Chaotian, and looked at the little boy who was stunned under the two mountain roads, maybe he also understood something.

Le Chaotian didn't say anything more, and walked towards the mountain with his sword very clumsily.

"Take care of them for me, if there's a hair missing."

The Taoist stopped in the mountain road, turned around and looked at Nangong Shen with a slight smile.

"Even if Chen Yunxi's predecessors come back, we can only die."

Lu Xiaosan stood on the mountain road in a daze, looking at Le Chaotian, who seemed to have become a villain as if he had become a prophecy, hesitated a little, looked at the Taoist who turned around and went up, and shouted with some concern.

"Uncle Shi!"

Le Chaotian looked back at Lu Xiaosan, and then smiled slightly.

"Don't move around here, I'll go to the mountains.... Pick two oranges and come down. ”

The young man who played the piano and slept and fished in the Lingnan Sword Sect all day long held the sword in a chic manner and walked into the depths of the flowing clouds.

Lu Xiaosan silently looked at the sword cultivator who was standing on the mountain road and was beaten by his own uncle, and the pine cone on the side was probably also a little frightened, and he was tightly squeezed together with Lu Xiaosan.

Lu Xiaosan looked at it for a long time, but slowly calmed down.

He took off the gourd behind him, sat on the mountain road, and muttered something in his mouth.

Songguo also squatted down, leaned against Lu Xiaosan's side, and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?" ”

Lu Xiaosan glanced at the white-haired sword cultivator on the mountain road, and then said softly, "I'm reviewing the name of the sword." ”

Songuo subconsciously looked up at the sky, but unfortunately no sword light appeared.

On the contrary, the cyan reed in Lu Xiaosan's arms seemed to be trembling slightly.

The little boy was naturally talking about the swords that had been stuffed into the gourd and raised.

Songguo thought about the short, but extremely deep and pure vitality confrontation on the mountain road, and asked with some trepidation.

"Can your sword be useful?"

Lu Xiaosan held the gourd and replied, "You can't sit here." ”

Songguo thought to herself, what am I doing, I really seem to have to sit still.

While Songguo was thinking about it, the clouds and mist above those high mountains surged up again, and countless sword lights shot into the sky and fell into those clouds and mist again.

The mountains are full of sword light.

It turns out that Uncle Shi is really so powerful?

Songuo thought thoughtfully.

Nangong stood on the edge of the floating cloud platform, silently looking at the two small people squatting in a ball below, and then looked back at those clouds.

......

Wu Dalong: In the end, they still didn't choose to continue to go north.

After passing through the belly of the Liuyun Mountain Range, the group found an uninhabited green mountain in the northeast of this cloud and mist mountain, and simply built some houses there and settled down.

In fact, there are naturally not only Wu Dalong and them in this vicinity, but also in the surrounding mountains, there are also many young people from the Lingnan Sword Sect.

If it weren't for the fact that many restless things were happening in the Liuyun Mountain Range, such a mountain would probably indeed be the best resting place for the Lingnan Sword Sect.

The surrounding Sword Sects of the Liuyun Mountain Range did not have any objections to Lingnan's migration behavior.

Even if the world really wants to deceive the young in the world, in the face of those teenagers from Lingnan, they probably won't really do anything out of the ordinary.

Fu Jiangnan was carrying the white jade on his back, helping Wu Dalong and Lu Xiaoxiao build a house, and Lu Xiaosi and they were carrying the wood there.

This is a mountain cliff valley, surrounded by ancient trees and clouds, but it is indeed suitable as a place for the Sword Sect to take root.

Fu Jiangnan would sometimes stand on the edge of those cliffs and valleys, silently looking downward, and below was an extremely steep and deep abyssal valley.

When he was in Lingnan, there were probably very few Sword Sects built in such a place, and in fact, there were few in the Liuyun Mountain Range.

Those Sword Sect lands that came from the Retro Stream Sword Dao, when they had not yet entered the Sword Intent Dao, naturally everything was based on the needs of the world, and if they couldn't cross the green mountains, there was no need to embarrass themselves.

Strange mountains and dangerous peaks are certainly dusty.

It's just that going up and down the mountain is not a convenient thing after all.

Although everyone was cultivating the sword intent later, they probably didn't think about changing anything. After all, isn't it practice to practice swords there?

Fu Jiangnan looked at those deep valleys and thought silently, this may not be an opportunity for Lingnan to really start changing.

All that was old was left behind, and the boys began to climb the mountain, just as they had when they had climbed this valley.

Fu Jiangnan was stunned for a while, and heard Lu Xiaoxiao calling himself, so he hurriedly ran over again, driving the sword intent to help build the new Tianya Sword Sect.

It was only at this time that the young man suddenly looked up at the clouds.

Not only Fu Jiangnan, but also Lu Xiaoxiao and the others looked at the depths of the Liuyun Mountain Range in some surprise.

That was the direction where the Liuyun Sword Sect was located, and it was also the direction where those sword light and sword intent fluctuations came from.

Even Fu Jiangnan and the other little sword cultivators could detect it, which naturally meant that it was an extremely unusual sword thing.

So in the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect, what happened?

The crowd paused briefly.

Lu Xiaosi said with some worry: "Master, no, we just stopped here in the Liuyun Mountain Range, and as a result, the Liuyun Sword Sect was also destroyed." ”

Lu Xiaoxiao knocked on his head.

"Don't talk nonsense. Instead, let the people of the Liuyun Sword Sect hear it, and be careful to beat you up. ”

Lu Xiaosi silently closed his mouth.

In fact, Lu Xiaoxiao and the others chose to stop in the Liuyun Mountain Range, naturally because such a mountain range located in the south-central part of Huai'an rarely encountered any war.

Nanyi, Lingnan, Shanyue, the three barriers are there, even if the first two have been broken, but the reason why Shanyue is named Shanyue is naturally because it is located in the two major mountain ranges in the north, and this city itself is an extremely dangerous place where mountains overlap, so it will not be crossed so easily.

What's more, the Liuyun Sword Sect is not the Lingnan Sword Sect.

If those armies really dared to set foot in such a place of the Sword Sect and force those real Upper Realm Sword Cultivators to make a move, there would naturally be no good end.

Such an ancient sword sect, although it is often ridiculed by the world as the second in a thousand years.

However, the second child naturally has the strength of the second child.

It's just that this makes Lu Xiaoxiao and them even more curious, what happened to the Liuyun Sword Sect?

This little Lingnan sword cultivator naturally didn't know that someone was smashing the field of the Liuyun Sword Sect with the name of the Tianya Sword Sect.

Otherwise, probably she and Wu Dalong wouldn't just watch the play from a distance like this.

A group of people watched it for a long time, but fortunately, after all, Lingnan has not been calm in recent years, the wind and blood have been seen, and the sword light has also been seen all over the ground, although the sword intent that stirs the clouds and mist is amazing, but no matter how good the sunset is, it is also heavenly.

How to live on earth without starvation and cold is what the world really has to consider.

Except for those little boys of the Sword Sect who were still looking at each other from time to time, Wu Dalong and Lu Xiaoxiao had already put themselves into the work of building this place into a branch of the Little White Sword Sect at the end of the world.

Paving roads, repairing sword floors, and building small buildings are naturally very laborious.

However, looking at those little teenagers, it also made the two Lingnan sword cultivators in their thirties full of energy.

It's a little more effort than digging a grave in the South Island.

Fu Jiangnan walked with a wooden beam and stopped at the edge of the cliff, looking up at the sword that came and went through the clouds in the distant clouds in a daze, and looked at Wu Dalong who was playing the ink line there with some uncertainty.

"Master."

The latter wiped his sweat and looked up at the teenager.

Fu Jiangnan raised his hand with some hesitation and pointed to the mountains in the distance of those clouds, and said softly, "Is that the sword technique of the Tianya Sword Sect?" ”

The Tianya Sword Sect naturally does not only summon swords.

As the inheritance of the ancient sword school in the hand, the Sword Sect naturally also has its own swordsmanship.

Wu Dalong was stunned for a moment, and then raised his head, but unfortunately, the sword light came and went, it had always been extremely fast, and the sect master of the Tianya Sword Sect only saw some sword marks remaining in the clouds and mist.

After watching it for a while, Wu Dalong didn't see the reason, and looked at Fu Jiangnan with some suspicion.

"You're mistaken. How could the Tianya Sword Sect have someone who could make such a move? ”

Could it be an old man?

The sword cultivator who was sitting at the mountain gate of the Tianya Sword Sect and spread his hands like a helpless old man was actually a hidden Dao master?

Wu Dalong also subconsciously thought about it.

Lu Xiaosi, who was on the side, thought for a while and said, "Could it be the third senior brother?" Let me tell you, I really saw the third senior brother flying over the Tianya Sword Sect on a gourd in a very chic manner. ”

Lu Xiaoxiao gave Lu Xiaosi a look, although this little sword cultivator did see Lu Xiaosan, but he knew very well in his heart that instead of thinking that Lu Xiaosan would become a great sword cultivator in the world, it was better to think that Fu Jiangnan would snatch the throne from Shenhe tomorrow.

"Don't think about it, hurry up and set up the shed first, otherwise don't be so cold that you will be jumping there tonight."

Although it was already May, but in such a cloudy mountain range, the night was naturally still wet and cold.

This is also the reason why Lu Xiaoxiao and them are in such a hurry.

Fu Jiangnan probably felt that he was wrong, so he didn't think about those sword marks in Miao Yuan anymore.

It's just that Lu Xiaoxiao himself stopped, standing there and looking at the green mountains and clouds for a long time.

Maybe he remembered a young man who was deceived by Lu Xiaoer and Nandao Keng into drinking too much, and drunkenly fell from the small building in Lingnan into the snow.

Regarding such a young man, Lu Xiaoxiao rarely went back and deliberately remembered it.

Occasionally, I think of those teenagers who have gone out, and I just think about Nandao, Lu Xiaoer, and Lu Xiaosan.

Of course, this is not because Lu Xiaoxiao and they ignored the existence of such a young man.

It's just that sometimes, they still don't know how they should look at such a young man or young Taoist with a rather mysterious background.

When Lu Xiaoxiao thought like this, he seemed to hear Le Chaotian calling his senior sister, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that it was only Fu Jiangnan calling Lu Xiaoyi.

Lingnan Little Sword Cultivator sighed, lowered his head, and didn't think about those things anymore.

......

In fact, the swordsmanship of the Tianya Sword Sect can really be said to be very good.

Le Chaotian stood quietly on the mountain road, looking at the butterfly love flower that flowed back, and the green fire on the sword body was slowly burning.

It's just that they lack people who can really drive such a high level of swordsmanship.

On the first line of mountain roads, there were many sword cultivators of the Liuyun Sword Sect who sat there in embarrassment.

A little further up, there were some white-haired sword cultivators with pale faces who had lived in the Sword Pavilion for a long time.

Le Chaotian raised his hand to catch the butterfly love flower, shook out the green fire on those swords downward, and then sent the sword into the sheath, looked at those Liuyun sword cultivators, and said calmly: "Do you still want to stop me?" ”

There was a coughing sound in the clouds and mist on the side, and a nine-fold sword cultivator with an empty scabbard on his back walked out with a pale expression, looking at the Taoist who was looking at the mountains and rivers, and also at the Daoist's sword that was distinctly unfamiliar but no one could stop it.

"What kind of sword is this?"

Le Chaotian looked down at the butterfly love flower in his hand, but smiled softly, and put the long sword in his hand in front of him.

"Lingnan, Tianya Sword Sect."

A young man who sits and cultivates all day long may not really have the heart to practice the sword wholeheartedly.

And the Taoist who is wrapped in a quilt all day long and watches the teenagers in the small building may not have learned the sword.

The so-called sword in the heart is naturally better than being skilled in the heart.

The sword cultivator was silent for a moment, and then said softly, "It's really a good sword, but I have a question. Why didn't the Guan Zhu use the mountain and river Taoist technique, but the Lingnan sword? ”

Le Chaotian said calmly: "Because of the matter of asking about the sword, it is naturally more appropriate to use the sword." ”

This Taoist said, but there is a mountain wind coming out of the clouds, which makes the Taoist robes fly more than once, and there are mountains and seas in the world descending from the clouds.

The sound of the waves of the Thirteen Stacked Dao Sea surged in this cloud and mist mountain, and the expressions of the sword cultivators became more and more pale.

"It's not impossible to use Dao techniques."

Le Chaotian quietly looked around at the group of sword cultivators.

"What about the Taoist?"

That's probably asking.