If it were the original prime minister, he might be very angry when he heard such a story.

It's just that the white-clothed scholar who was already sitting by the stream under the Mojian Cliff was very calm, and very quiet, bowing his head and drinking wine, after a long time, the scholar looked at the spots on his clothes, and the footprints of a certain goddess stepping on his bare feet, and said with a soft smile: "What is it?" ”

Mu Shaofeng didn't seem surprised by Qing Xiang's answer, but said softly: "It's just that there are some things that need to be verified by the dean to be clearer." ”

Qing Xiang turned his head to look at Mu Shaofeng, and said slowly: "People who look at fate also want to ask such things?" ”

Mu Shaofeng said sincerely: "Just look and don't ask, everyone can be a person with a fateful fate." What's more, there are some things that are people three feet away, and Chen Yunxi of the Liuyun Sword Sect is standing behind that story, even the uncle can't snoop on it, everything can only be found from the trajectory of the human world. ”

Chen Yunxi.

When the prime minister heard such a name, he fell silent.

At the beginning, Ye Hanzhong was going to be captured by Qing Xiang, but in the hands of such a sword cultivator, there was a sword intent from Chen Yunxi, which broke Qing Xiang's Dao technique, and even tried to kill this scholar there.

Since then, Prime Minister Qing has known that these stories in the world are inseparable from the Liuyun Sword Sect.

Everyone talks about mountains and rivers.

It's just that there are many cultivation places in the world, how good can it be?

This is probably the reason why this scholar talked to Wang Xiaoer about those things when he was in the town.

Qing Xiang was silent for a long time, and sighed softly: "Chen Yunxi Chen Yunxi, he is already invincible in the world, what can you do?" ”

Although there is still a certain boy in the world, and a certain goddess Yaoji.

It's just that both of them are people who don't meddle in these stories.

Such an ancient three swords are naturally invincible.

Mu Shaofeng looked up at the sky and said softly: "There will be no invincible people in the world, there will be death if there is life, there will be going to be coming, the avenue is constant, and it is easy to go back and forth." How can there be invincible people in the world? ”

Qing Xiang is naturally looking at what this Taoist is looking at.

Once there was a truly invincible person in the Grinding Sword Cliff.

It's just that you are invincible, and you will eventually be destroyed by your inner thoughts-there will be opposition when you are alive.

Qing Xiang patted his ass and stood up, drinking wine and walking along the clear stream.

"There is no substantive meaning in saying such things in the world, and it is no longer the time when the world did not hear the sermon."

Mu Shaofeng looked at the figure of the scholar patting his ass and leaving, and asked curiously, "Where is the dean going?" ”

Qing Xiang stopped, looked around, and then said quite disappointedly: "I haven't waited for a long time, probably because I don't want to see me, I happened to come to the East China Sea, I'll go to see the place where the old boy from Cong Jian died." ”

Mu Shaofeng smiled slightly and said, "The juniors also want to go and see." ”

Qing Xiang looked back at Mu Shaofeng for a long time, and then said slowly: "It seems that there is a lack of a door and I doubt such a story." ”

Mu Shaofeng said sincerely: "Uncle Shi has never been able to understand why the senior of Cong Blade died like this, if it weren't for the fact that he was too seriously injured in order to stop those cross-current sword intent from falling into the wider world, it would probably not be my turn to take a look." ”

Qing Xiang turned his head, walked slowly, and said: "Whoever looks at it is the same, there will always be an answer if there is an answer, and there will be an answer if there is no answer, even if the seniors in Tsing Yi come, there will be no answer after all." Maybe Cong Jian really died like this, after all, no one has ever said that the three swords in the world must die vigorously. If this is really the case, then when the saint died, why was there only Qinglian's predecessor to see him off? ”

"Maybe."

Mu Shaofeng didn't argue anything.

......

Countless grasses in the world are fireflies.

There is indeed a young man in green clothes in the East China Sea, and he is not even very far from the prime minister at that time.

While the white-clothed scholar was drinking on the banks of the twilight stream, the green-clad boy was drinking on the edge of the cliff.

At a moment, the human town felt as if it had seen those clouds and mist a little shallower, and the shadows on the cliffs could be vaguely seen, but in the blink of an eye, everything changed back again, and the high cliffs were surging with mist, as if nothing had ever existed.

The man thought that he must have drunk too much alcohol today to have such a hallucination.

I am just a mortal, how can I see such a heavenly person?

So he lowered his head and continued to tell his children the story of the Ten Year Sword Sect, which was also called the Qinglian Sword Sect.

Qiu Xi'er sat on the turbid sword platform and held down her sword, she naturally knew who it was for such a young man.

It's just that she vaguely heard some voices that shouldn't have been in the cliff.

Not on the top of the cliff, but under the cliff, in those cliffs that have fallen for thousands of years.

Cao Weiying sat lonely on the edge of the cliff drinking wine, carrying such a sword picked up from the stream behind him - that sword was called Fang Cun, which used to be the sword of Nanyi, and there was also a corresponding sword called Lingtai, which was a sword of Tsing Yi, which was later left to Baiyi.

Cao Weiying actually doesn't remember which sword he used when he was the cliff master on the cliff.

Probably that doesn't matter.

What's important?

Cao Wei Hotaru tilted his head and drank wine, thought for a long time, and then said softly: "This is the twentieth year of the new calendar of Huai'an, and the diagonal bridge has left the Mojian Cliff and gone to Nanyi City. He is naturally very chic, coming as he says, and leaving as he says. ”

"Senior brother stood at the three thousand zhang with a high crown on his sword, thinking very seriously about when he would be able to cross that zhang."

"There is no second senior brother in Mojian Cliff, although I am the third senior brother, but I am not the second senior brother."

"The fifth junior brother has no name all his life, and he quenches his sword on the sword steps until he dies in Huaidu. If you go down now, you should still see him there. ”

"Sixth Senior Sister..... Qingzhu, it's your one...."

Cao Weiying thought about it very seriously and said, "It's your grandmother, she should be reading in Qingzhu Ju at this time." She is a quiet person and is very good-looking. ”

The young man in green clothes didn't know what he remembered, laughed softly, and said: "Back then, Bai Yi liked to stick to her very much, and always jumped into the water when Qingzhu was sitting on the stream stone reading a book, and played with her feet there. ”

This is probably an ancestral anecdote that Qiushui has never known.

"The seventh junior brother and the eighth junior brother are also the demon ancestors that later generations will say, and they are practicing swords in the valley. In fact, the world has always thought that the seventh junior brother and the eighth junior brother are a little unsmiling, but in fact, at the beginning of the story, they also love to laugh, and the eighth junior brother is a rare extremely gentle person in the world. It was only after the death of his seventh senior brother that he began to change his personality. ”

"..... in White"

When the young man in green clothes said this, he sighed very embarrassed.

"The ninth junior brother is white, probably sleeping lazily in a stone dwelling in the cliff again, if the master didn't choose to break through the sky back then, that junior brother can probably really live a stable and chic life with the talent that makes all sword cultivators resentful."

"The tenth junior brother, who is also Huai'an, or the only person in the north who is a great master of the way of sword power, Mu Yu, is on the side of the sword cliff, guarding the road to the cliff that was split by him."

When Cao Weiying said this, he didn't continue.

Qiu Xi'er waited for a long time, and then slowly asked, "What about the last disciple of the Sword Cliff generation?" ”

Cao Weiying was silent for a long time, and said softly: "That's a poor man, originally a disciple of Nanyi, and also the third brother of Emperor Huai. It's a pity that he was born with a bad life and was buried in the River Styx for too long..... Don't mention it. ”

Qiu Xi'er didn't say any more, listening to the voices from the years, turned her head and crossed the sword steps, looking down.

It's a pity that the high cliffs are full of clouds and mist, and everything is only heard and no one is seen.

"Where was the ancestor at that time?"

Cao Weiying laughed softly and said, "I was here at that time, sitting on the edge of the cliff, watching the East China Sea and drinking. And the master sat on the turbid sword platform, waiting for a certain sword to be sharpened. ”

So in fact, this is a picture in the memory of this young man in green clothes.

"I was the first person to step over the sword intent left by the master back then. I was probably in my thirties, but more than a thousand years is too long for me to remember. ”

Grass squinted her eyes for Hotaru, recalling the story of thousands of years ago very carefully.

"I wasn't very happy at that time, on the contrary, I was very melancholy, because I was at a loss."

"So I sat on the edge of the cliff and drank wine, and asked Master very sincerely, I have reached the end of the Grinding Sword Cliff, if I want to go forward, what kind of place should I climb?"

The boy said with a sigh.

"Master is very calm - he is always like this, if he is very angry, he will not see any angry look, when Nanyi Shizu was driven off the cliff, the look on Master's face has not changed much. He was dressed in green clothes, and he was as quiet as the green grass everywhere in the world. We sometimes think of the appearance of a few strands of gray hair on his sideburns being stirred by clouds and mist, as a concrete embodiment of his emotions. ”

"He told me very calmly at that time that there was really no way up, and even if there was, it was a meaningless thing."

"When he used to be a beggar, he should have felt that the world was so big, so big that it seemed that he would never be able to finish it in his life. But sitting on the cliff, he told me that the world was too small. ”

Cao Weiying stopped as she spoke, looking at the East China Sea for 490,000 miles for a long time.

"The world is too small, and it has never been something to be embarrassed about. It really makes the world feel that the wind is bitter, but we can't get out of such a small world. ”

The sound of the cliff fell silent for a moment.

Qiu Xi'er looked at it silently for a long time, and then said softly: "How can a person like Shizu not be able to get out?" ”

Cao Weiying didn't answer such a question, but said softly: "The avenue is like a blue sky, and I am alone...... Not to be out. ”

Qiu Xi'er was suddenly silent there, looking at the young man in green clothes in a daze, and after a long time, she said softly: "It turns out that I just don't want to come out." ”

Such a young man in green clothes didn't say me, he said the world, and he said us.

Cao Weiying still didn't answer, and just said softly: "Of course, people can't forget their roots, and they can't forget their roots, cultivators are born of heaven and earth, and the wind grass that floats in the world and floats in the high heavens, but the grass and trees have roots, even if they go farther, they will eventually return to the earth." It's hard to leave your homeland, it's hard to leave your homeland....."

When the boy turned around, he was smiling slightly, but there was an extremely rich color in his eyes, maybe twilight, maybe wind. Deep and full, like a large overflowing lake that falls on earth.

"Qiu Xi'er, can you understand the weight of these four words?"

Qiu Xi'er did not answer, such a woman in a white dress who has been estranged from the world for a long time in Sword Cliff may indeed be difficult to experience such an emotion.

But a woman in orange dressed in the colors of autumn water may be able to understand.

At that time, the demon clan in the world lived in the Youhuang Mountains, and a certain lame deer often stood on top of those black soil cliffs, looking at the world with tears.

So such a woman, when she learned that her limit was approaching, went down the cliff, sincerely passed through the world, and died in the autumn water.

Cao turned his head back and continued to sit on the edge of the cliff and watch the world, drinking the wine that had been brewed in his gourd for thousands of years.

The sound from below the cliff was still there.

It is the story of such a teenager's unforgettable past.

It's just that he let such a high cliff return to the twenty years of the new calendar in Huai'an, but he didn't go down to take a look.

Qiu Xi'er sat there in silence for a long time, looked at the young man, and said slowly: "The ancestor suddenly came to the cliff, and telling such a story will inevitably make people think more. ”

Cao Weiyi said softly: "Don't doubt yourself, what you think is right." ”

Qiu Xi'er silently turned her head to look at a scholar who was going north with the Daoist to find the place where the sword cultivation of the Human Sword Sect died.

"The matter of the goddess, is it really intolerable?"

Although Qiu Xi'er didn't want to ask about such a thing, everything was already in front of her, so she naturally had to ask.

Cao Weiying said calmly: "It's not that it's intolerable, but Yao Ji has never thought of following the wishes of the world from beginning to end, she has gone through the world under the River Styx, and upholds all the vain thoughts, feeling that being born under the protection of gods and ghosts is the best choice for the world, and the prime minister doesn't know these things, so he will believe that Yao Ji will make the world go to the next level." I can't tell if she's right or wrong. But people in the world are born free wind weeds, whether they go or stay, and should not be restricted by gods and ghosts. ”

The young man in green clothes with a sword turned his head to look at the south of the world.

"Her divine powers are slowly recovering."

"Before Qiushui left, I told her that it was impossible for the world to be allowed to appear like Gu Chu back then."

On the high cliff, there seemed to be countless sword sounds rising with the calm words of such a young man.

The sound of the sword was loud.

However, there were not so many swords on the cliff.

"The avenue is fifteen stacks upward, and it is the god of the world. As long as she is willing to stay on that level, I will naturally not pay attention to such a thing. ”

At the beginning of the meditation lake, the grass for the firefly from the Ming mayfly to get the seeds, instantly into the spirit witch, and then by such a scholar calculated how to be a god in the world. Since then, the young man no longer cares about such a Gu Chu ghost and god.

is the prime minister, and before the Taiyi Spring Festival, he said that Huai'an at the moment, as long as he is willing to do his best, he may not be able to overturn such a goddess.

"The human world will have the strength to fight against such a god and ghost."

"But heaven and earth are gods, this is a realm that is almost untouchable for the current human world."

The grass looked at the south with great calm.

Didn't go on.

Qiu Xi'er was silent for a long time, and then asked a question that many people may have guessed in their hearts.

"How did the Eastern Emperor Taiyi order those people to only have their souls left?"

Cao Weiying didn't answer, but just smiled softly and said, "Of course I can't help but get a supreme god and ghost in the world like Donghuang Taiyi. ”

The answer, of course, is clear.

Qiu Xi'er didn't continue to ask, but sat in silence for a long time by the clear spring.

It took a long time before this contemporary Sword Cliff Lord looked at such a young man and asked in a voice, "When will the master really wake up?" ”

Cao Weiying said slowly: "When it's time to wake up, I will naturally wake up." ”

Qiu Xi'er was silent for a while, and said softly, "Why not now?" ”

"Although sword cultivation is unreasonable, he will not deceive the young in the world, and deceive the gods and ghosts."

The young man in green clothes raised his head, smiled slightly, and said, "What's more, Qinglian has cultivated the sword for a thousand years, and there must always be a suitable opponent who can ask me about the sword." ”

Tsing Yi is invincible all his life.

He, the third disciple, naturally didn't want to follow in that footsteps.

Cultivation is boring.

If there is no opponent, it will be even more regrettable.

Just like a scholar can't be a scholar.

Just like a chef has no guests.

Sword cultivation can be without a sword, but it can't be without a person who makes a sword.

Qiu Xi'er said softly: "Qiu Xi'er is waiting for the day when you can watch the sea. ”

Cao Weiying said with a smile: "I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed, my sword can't be seen in the world." ”

The sword of Kamigawa almost destroyed the East China Sea in the first place.

The best sword on earth.

Of course, it is an invisible sword in the world.

If you hear it, you will be hurt, and if you see it, you will die.

Qiu Xi'er didn't know what she thought, but she suddenly fell silent, pressed the sword on her knee, and a waterfall of green silk fell down on the edge of the clear spring.

After a long time, the woman who had taken over the position of the Lord of the Sword Cliff from Qiu Shui said softly: "Master. ”

Cao Weiying looked back at the woman, and when she saw her look, she seemed to understand something, and said with a slight smile: "The Grinding Sword Cliff is very high, but it has never been how high this cliff is. It's the people on the cliff. ”

"Isn't it a person who should sit on a high cliff and ignore the affairs of the world, so why should he be?"

Qiu Xi'er raised her head and looked at the young man in green clothes in front of her with a complicated expression.

The meaning of grass for fireflies is naturally simple.

The Grinding Sword Cliff is no longer the Grinding Sword Cliff of the past.

Such a high cliff in the original four major cultivation places has long existed in name only.

Otherwise, why would there be so many such things happening in the world?

Grass smiled softly and turned back.

"After I'm gone, let the Sword Cliff disappear."

The meaning of making the Sword Cliff disappear is naturally not that there are no more high cliffs in the world.

On the contrary, it means to let Gao Cliff enter the WTO.

Walking into the world is the end of such a story back then.

"Where's the sword?"

Qiu Xi'er asked such a question.

Cao Weihotaru said calmly: "If Kamigawa can take it, then give it to Kamigawa, and if Nandao can take it, then give it to Nandao." ”

"But the problem is that both of them can take such a sword."

"That's their problem, why bother with something you can't see? If Kamigawa wants to destroy the world, do you think Qiushui will be able to stop him? ”

Qiu Xi'er was silent, and then said softly, "Okay." ”

A good word for sword cultivation.

Of course, it's a one-of-a-kind setting.