No matter how many teenagers under the umbrella are, it is difficult for them to forget the scene they saw in the Tiangong Division today.

A young man from the East China Sea who couldn't even feel the vitality of heaven and earth, after being hidden by the Heavenly Engineer for a period of time, suddenly became a person who was enough to inherit the immortal energy.

Even if he had seen many magical things in the Tiangong Division, he was still shocked when he saw You Chunshan, who was wrapped into a zongzi, looked stupid, and was so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.

You Chunshan was also stunned for a long time, and then realized that it was not Song Yingxin or Baizhu who came up, but the young uncle who had come from the East China Sea together.

He really didn't expect to see this uncle here, but soon You Chunshan came to his senses and walked over with a limp and a smile on crutches.

"Uncle Shi."

Nandao still looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief, and didn't know where he should start for a while, although he said that Shibei was three days, when he was impressed, it was just the story that happened to You Chunshan, which really made the young man not know what to say, and looked back and forth for a long time before he said softly: "You are, what happened?" ”

You Chunshan looked at the white mangs that flowed around him like lines, scratched his head, and then said very sincerely: "I don't know, I just remember that the old doctor raised the axe, and then I was smashed and fainted..... But I had a dream. ”

Nandao raised an eyebrow, if it was an ordinary dream, probably it wouldn't make people want to talk about it at such a time.

"What dream?"

You Chunshan recalled for a long time, and then said with some hesitation: "I dreamed that I seemed to have gone to the heavens....."

......

Liu Qinghe waited there for a long time, and when a young man said maybe yes, this Heavenly Hell Lord turned his head to look at Song Yingxin and smiled softly.

It's just that Liu Qinghe's sudden smile probably always makes people feel a little uneasy.

Song Yingxin frowned.

"What are you laughing at?"

Liu Qinghe turned around with a smile and walked slowly along the way he came.

"Nothing, I remembered something happy."

"......" Song Yingxin was silent, just looking at Liu Qinghe's figure slowly leaving, but he also asked suspiciously: "You don't see it?" ”

Liu Qinghe said melancholy: "Don't look at it, there's nothing to see, I have to go up there and take a look, to see if I can catch up with some sunset." ”

Song Yingxin asked curiously: "Is there really something terrible happening in that sunset?" ”

Liu Qinghe thought for a while and said, "Yes, after all, ......"

The Heavenly Hell Lord looked back at the middle-aged Master and said with a slight smile, "After all, this is a story of a heavenly man. ”

Song Yingxin only felt that Liu Qinghe was talking nonsense, waved his sleeves, and didn't go to keep this big river demon who was a little reluctant to guard the Tiangong Division, turned around, and still looked there with some melancholy.

After all, Liu Qinghe might be able to see something through the mist, but Song Yingxin really couldn't see it.

......

Yu Chaoyun was looking at the beaten sword sent by the people of Tiangong Ya in the small courtyard.

Because this Qingtian Dao girl encountered some things on it, she forgot for a while that she had asked someone there to help cast the sword, until she was sitting in the courtyard holding a cup of wolfberry tea with some trepidation, and the people of Tiangong Ya knocked on the courtyard door and sent the sword over.

This probably made Yu Chaoyun feel a little guilty, after all, the people of the Tiangong Division have always been very busy, but they still have to come here for a trip because of some of their own negligence.

It's just that she originally wanted to keep the servant for a cup of tea, but the man just waved his hand in a hurry, and then left here.

It's really busy.

After Yu Chaoyun sent the official away, he opened the package while thinking.

The outside is wrapped in cloth.

When it was opened, it was a bright silver five-foot-long box.

This obviously surprised Yu Chaoyun a little.

She probably really didn't expect that the craftsman of Tiangongya would make such a sword so well.

She just wanted a sword, but they built an extra sword case for her.

Yu Chaoyun sat on the edge of the corridor in the courtyard, looking at the sword box in his hand in amazement. Just like the umbrella of the Tiangong Division that she used these days, the things created by such a human priest are often delicate and exquisite. The front of the sword box was carved with some pictures described by Yu Chaoyun according to the things carved on You Chunshan's wooden sword.

At the end is a path through the forest, at the top is a high cliff, and in the middle is a mirror-like opening and closing place.

Yu Chaoyun fumbled for a long time, and felt a mechanism-like bulge on the side of the sword box, pressed it, and in an extremely crisp sound, the mirror surface popped open like a window.

Yu Chaoyun was very amazed by the craftsmanship of the Tiangong Division, and looked into the box, in which Huo Ran was a long sword like water, even if it was in such a not very bright light under Huaidu, the sword body also exuded a cold and quiet light.

There are two words on the sword.

Spring Mountain.

Yu Chaoyun has always felt that these two words are the finishing touch to the sword he wanted to build on a whim.

Such a sword, of course, is much better than the peach blossom sword of the young uncle under the umbrella.

After all, above the sword shape, is the parrot island that is referenced.

It's just that.

Yu Chaoyun reached into the sword box, took out the sword, and held it in his palm and looked at it without stopping.

It's just that the blue is blue, and nature is better than the blue.

Probably that parrot continent, but it is not as good as such a Spring Mountain sword.

Of course, only in the shape of a sword.

After all, with such a sword, even if Yu Chaoyun was not a sword cultivator, he could realize that it was extremely unusual.

Yu Chaoyun sat there and looked at it in amazement for a long time, and had to admit that this sword from the Heavenly Engineering Division, even if it had not undergone the tempering of sword cultivation, was far superior to the sword forged in many sword-casting places in the world.

After all, Tiangong Division doesn't just follow the ancient method of forging swords.

The girl who didn't care about this Qingtian Dao was a little melancholy, and after looking at it for a long time, she silently put the sword back into the sword box.

So what happened to You Chunshan?

......

For the world, You Chunshan's dream-like story is obviously enough to make people scoff.

Is there a person in the sky who is as big as a mountain, and he still sleeps in the lake with a round of moonlight?

They may be more willing to believe that Lu Xiaosan once ate a mouthful of the dense moon.

At the beginning, You Chunshan was afraid that this young uncle would not believe it, so he was very conservative.

But what is there that the teenager does not believe?

Especially when You Chunshan talked about such a young man in a green dress who was holding a wine gourd and drinking wine.

The boy seemed to have understood something.

"In my dreams, I sometimes turn into cranes, and countless grasses in the world are fireflies."

Nandao sat on the edge of the cliff and sighed softly.

This obviously surprised You Chunshan a little, and he suddenly turned his head, but forgot that he was now a zongzi, and almost twisted out the pain mask for himself.

People who occasionally pick up ten thousand taels of gold will not have any wealthy demeanor all of a sudden.

People who can suddenly see the immortal qi at their fingertips will naturally not have any mountain people's style.

The young man from the East China Sea still muttered bad luck as before, and then slowly straightened his head, and asked with some puzzlement: "How does Uncle Shi know that he said such a sentence to me?" ”

The boy's eyes narrowed, and his gaze became a little nostalgic, and he subconsciously looked up as if it were some ridge of the original town.

"Because that's what he told me back then."

You Chunshan suddenly realized, and said sincerely: "Uncle Shi is really still Uncle Shi, I thought that I was the only one who had seen such a sword immortal boy, it turned out that Uncle Shi had already seen it." ”

It's just that You Chunshan looked strange as he spoke, and looked at the young man sitting there with an umbrella suspiciously.

"But didn't the predecessors of Cao Weiying say that no one has ever been to such a Tianmen Mountain?"

"I didn't see it there." The boy said calmly, "I'm in Heavenly Town. ”

"Heavenly Town?" You Chunshan showed a very blank look. "What's that?"

Nandao thought seriously for a long time, and then said softly: "I don't know, maybe it's in a dream." ”

"Uncle Shi is really Uncle Shi, I thought I was the only one who had a dream like that."

“......”

Nandao was probably a little helpless about You Chunshan's endless praise, sighed, turned his head to look at You Chunshan and said, "Why do you always talk about Uncle Shi." ”

The young man from the East China Sea was suddenly silent, lowered his head, and looked at the moment he woke up, his fingertips that were once overflowing with fairy light, and after a long time, he said softly: "Speaking of which, I am actually still a little hesitant and a little afraid. If Uncle Shi has also experienced it, it may make me feel more at ease. ”

The person in the pumpkin may have imagined the pumpkin being split.

It's just that when those rays of light really poured down from the breach, who knows how much trepidation there is under those exclamations?

Nandao tilted his head and looked at You Chunshan for a long time, then turned back and said calmly: "Don't be afraid. ”

You Chunshan thought for a while and said, "Why, Uncle Shi?" ”

The young man stretched out a hand under the umbrella, maybe the divine sea began to surge, or maybe the sword intent began to be restless, so a lot of white light fell on the young man's fingers.

"That's something a lot of people dream of."

You Chunshan didn't care what the young man said, but gradually widened his eyes and thought in his heart.

Sure enough, Uncle Shi is Uncle Shi.

Although the light on the young man's fingers was actually far less than the light on You Chunshan's fingers at that time.

It's just that You Chunshan can clearly feel that among those white mangs, there are some that belong to the young man himself, not from outside.

The light of Nandao's fingertips only appeared for a moment, and then it was dispersed by the young man, holding an umbrella and carrying a sword, standing up from the edge of the cliff, looking at the young nephew of the East China Sea beside him, and said seriously: "You have seen the mountain, You Chunshan." ”

The young man from the East China Sea, who was wrapped like a zongzi, sighed as if he was joking: "It turned out that I just saw the mountain, and I thought I had become an immortal." ”

Nandao looked at You Chunshan quietly, thought about it, and said, "Sooner or later." ”

"How late is it sooner or later?"

The boy under the umbrella said sincerely: "From morning till night." ”

You Chunshan, who was on crutches, was silent.

The mist between the cliffs is slowly dissipating—just like the secret realms in the script have been opened.

In fact, it's just that the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi and Immortal Qi that were attracted by this young man who suddenly had a very good Heaven and Earth Root are disappearing between the mountain cliffs again.

"But I have a question, uncle."

You Chunshan stood there on crutches and said very melancholy.

Nandao looked at the young man with some confusion.

You Chunshan lowered his head and looked at his right leg.

"I can't seem to feel my legs anymore."

So when the boy saw him, he was there with a pair of crutches.

This reminded the young man of what he said to Chen He at the beginning, and the Taoist Mountain Qingxiu sat on his leg numb.

"Maybe it's been too long."

Nan Dao looked at You Chunshan and said with some uncertainty.

"It's okay to take two steps?"

You Chunshan thought for a while and said, "Then I'll try." ”

So the young man of Donghai, who could be an immortal from morning to night, loosened his crutches very seriously, and slowly staggered back and forth on the cliff lawn.

Nandao watched silently.

Perhaps it was the reason for the dispersion of those white mangs between the cliffs, and the many swords that Song Yingxin called small things that were originally shuttling between them, also slowly disappeared into those water mist, and the scene of the Tiangong Division with a misty light slowly appeared in front of the young man.

The middle-aged master on the hanging path was heading towards this side with an old doctor.

You Chunshan walked around the small cliff for a long time, and finally stopped very melancholy, looked at his legs, looked at the young man again, and said, "It doesn't seem to be of any use." ”

Nandao didn't say anything, just looked at the cliff path that led below.

Baizhu and Song Yingxin have already walked up.

"Because your body has had a rejection reaction at one time. Eventually, it led to some necrosis of the muscles. ”

Although the old doctor still had a straight face, there was some guilt in his words.

"That's something we didn't think about in the first place."

You Chunshan touched his head a little uncertainly, and asked, "What is rejection?" ”

Baizhu thought for a while and said, "It's like cutting your butt and replacing it with a pig's butt, and your flesh and blood won't dry it and won't flow there, so the pig's butt will die." ”

You Chunshan looked down at his legs.

"You gave me a new leg?"

Baizhu shook his head and said calmly, "No, I just added something to your head." As for what it is....."

The old doctor said with a serious expression: "This is still the secret of the Tiangong Division, and I can't tell you for the time being." ”

You Chunshan was about to ask them what they did by splitting their heads, but when he heard this, he could only say regretfully: "Okay." ”

However, he probably caught a glimpse of the young man standing quietly under the umbrella on the side, and the young man from the East China Sea moved in his heart, and then asked, "Can you tell me, then can you tell my uncle?" ”

Song Yingxin glanced at the young man on the side, who was obviously also extremely curious.

The master of the Heavenly Crafts Division shook his head slowly, and said in a deep voice: "No, no one in the world can know this secret for a hundred years." ”

Nandao raised his eyebrows, looked at Song Yingxin and said, "Why?" ”

Song Yingxin stood there with a very calm expression.

"Because if such a thing is known to the world, the entire cultivation world will be shattered."

It is probably difficult for the world to understand these words of Song Yingxin.

Why did such an answer obtained by the priest from the Dao Sheng's "Supplement to the Human World" shatter the Dao heart of the entire cultivation world?

Nandao and You Chunshan naturally can't understand.

It's just that Song Yingxin didn't continue, so naturally they didn't ask.

In the distance, some officials of the Heavenly Crafts Division are slowly coming.

Baizhu brought You Chunshan back into the glass barrier.

Although the young man from the East China Sea wanted to go out for a walk, he just thought about his leg that was dead due to rejection, and he couldn't help but be a little worried, so he said hello to Nandao and went back to lie down on crutches.

The physicians from the Hanging Pot Ya soon came to the cliff and began to conduct follow-up examinations and observations on this young man from the East China Sea under the command of Baizhu.

Nandao and Song Yingxin looked at it for a while, and then went down the cliff.

The boy was a little speechless along the way.

Song Yingxin waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for the boy's question, so he took the initiative to ask.

"What's wrong with you?"

Nandao thought for a long time, stopped at the hanging road, and looked back at the underground cliff that had calmed down in the mist.

"There is indeed one, but after thinking about it, I still don't ask."

Nan Dao turned his head, looked at Song Yingxin, and said seriously: "I probably think that asking such a question will be an insult to you." ”

Song Yingxin said with some surprise: "What is the problem so serious? Let's hear it. ”

Nandao hesitated for a long time, and then asked softly, "You Chunshan wants to ask your lordship, are you from heaven?" ”

Song Yingxin's expression became strange, and he probably couldn't understand why the two of them had such a problem.

But this middle-aged man is still very useful, looking at the boy under the umbrella.

"If you have such a question in the future, please be sure to ask it."

Puzzled, Nandao asked, "Why?" ”

Song Yingxin said with a smile: "I can deny it, but you can't help but ask." ”

Nandao didn't expect Song Yingxin's focus to be here, and after thinking about it, it seems that this is indeed the case.

Who doesn't like to be praised?

The two walked for a long time on the suspended road full of water vapor, and Nandao asked very seriously, "So my lord, isn't it?" ”

Song Yingxin sighed and said, "Of course not, why do you think I'm from heaven?" I'm just a human being. ”

Nandao was silent for a long time, and then said softly: "Because when we are faced with things that we can't understand at all, only by thinking in this way can some stories make sense." ”

Song Yingxin said calmly: "It's just that you don't know what's behind it." ”

"Is that the secret that can't be told to the world?"

"Yes, as His Majesty said, we ......"

"It may indeed be a desecration of the avenue."