"Individual heroism is indeed unacceptable. The East China Sea Sword Sect is probably learning very well from Lingnan now. ”

Chen Qingshan walked up to the top of the mountain with the sword, stopped beside He Xie, returned the sword to him, and then looked up at the sword light that came from the four green mountains outside the Storm Sword Sect, and said very sincerely.

He Xie was probably still a little angry, took the sword, pointed it in front of Chen Qingshan's eyebrows, and said coldly: "Since you also know, why do you still want to come to the Storm Sword Sect?" ”

Chen Qingshan didn't care about the sword that was in front of him, and still looked up at the sword lights that came from the Sword Sects everywhere.

"I think there may be some misunderstanding between us, you can explain it to those other Sword Sect people first, otherwise it will really start a fight in the East China Sea Sword Sect at that time, and it will really not look good."

He Xie didn't speak, but still stood in the mountain wind with his sword.

Chen Qingshan lowered his head, looked at He Xie and said calmly: "The green pepper is in the view of mountains and rivers. ”

Such a sentence is undoubtedly prone to a lot of speculation.

Why is green pepper in the view of mountains and rivers? Was she captured, or was she sent to her death? Is she already dead, or is she locked up there?

It wasn't until he heard such a sentence that He Xie finally had some surprise, glanced at Chen Qingshan in silence, and then turned into sword light and disappeared on the top of the mountain, submerging into the clouds and sea breezes above the green mountain.

As a result, the sword light in the sky slowly disappeared above the sky.

It took a long time for He Xie to fall back into the green mountains, and the sword in his hand had been sent back into the scabbard, but the sword intent around his body was circulating, and he could still draw his sword at any time.

This sword cultivator, who was already not young, looked at Chen Qingshan silently for a long time, and then said slowly: "Why is she in the view of mountains and rivers? ”

Chen Qingshan put the scroll on the ground, and then sat down on the top of the mountain, Jianping, the East China Sea was not very peaceful, and the sea breeze blowing here probably had some unsettling smell.

While the wind was blowing, the Taoist thought of such a woman in red in the East China Sea, and then smiled softly and said, "Because the rice in the temple is better than that in the East China Sea, she eats the rice cooked by my disciple in the view." ”

A six-stacked Daoist and a five-stacked sword cultivator, as a result, on the top of the East China Sea Mountain, talking about such a thing probably did seem like a joke, but what Chen Qingshan said was indeed the truth.

After all, such a woman from the East China Sea was indeed eating his food in the mountains.

Just hearing such a sentence, the sword behind He Xie began to exude a fierce sword intent again.

Although the previous sword was taken over by Chen Qingshan, in the final analysis, the biggest reliance of sword cultivation is always the sword in his hand.

forced a sword cultivator to ignite the Divine Sea, even if it was Chen Qingshan, he would probably not be able to eat and walk around.

Chen Qingshan turned his head and squinted at the sword behind He Xie, and said seriously: "I'm serious, if you don't believe it, you can ask her yourself in the future to see if she said that eating Guanli's meal will make her feel happy." ”

Taken out of context, excerpts from don't take out of context.

The woman in red did say such a thing, but probably Chen Qingshan omitted some very crucial words.

He Xie was silent for a long time, gradually dissipated his sword intent, looked at Chen Qingshan and said, "Since you have seen Qingjiao, then you should know that her sword is called Qingtuan." ”

Chen Qingshan sighed very melancholy and said: "Yes, so I actually regret it a little, I shouldn't have chosen to kill your proud disciple at that time, but I didn't think about it so much at that time, so that now the world always thinks that I am a negative person who has been chaotic and abandoned, so that the East China Sea woman has been following me for half of Huai'an." ”

This Taoist looked at He Xie as a matter of course.

"From the perspective of Huai'an's law, I am indeed a murderer, but I am not a flower criminal, I hope the sect master will not misunderstand this."

He Xie sneered and sneered, turned around with his sword on his back, and looked at the surging river in the East China Sea.

"What's the difference? But they're all animals. ”

Chen Qingshan just sat there quietly, as if he hadn't heard such words at all.

"Before becoming a saint, you must first listen to a lot of slander, just such words as beasts, you are not even as scolded by those people in the world."

He Xie was silent for a while, looking back at this young man, probably really thinking about what the Taoist said, after a long time, this white-haired sword cultivator looked at Chen Qingshan and asked with great sincerity: "If I say that I fuck your mother, is it considered an old cow eating tender grass?" ”

Such words are probably far more likely to arouse the anger of the world than a dry sentence of Liu Qinghe, I fuck your mother.

Even for a person like Chen Qingshan, who talked about all kinds of little immortals and little saints all day long, the smile on his face stagnated for a moment, and there seemed to be a wind rising all over the mountain.

It's just that the mountain wind came and went, and there was no trace left.

The young man slowly lowered his head and said calmly, "Count." ”

He Xie looked at Chen Qingshan quietly for a long time, turned his head, and said slowly: "You Chen Qingshan is indeed a ruthless person. ”

Being able to pull out a mountain with bare hands is certainly not ruthless.

The two of them stood and sat down, and neither of them said anything more.

It wasn't until the sea breeze turned into a mountain breeze that the atmosphere on the top of the mountain slowly calmed down.

"So what are you doing in the Storm Sword Sect?"

He Xie didn't insult such a sword cultivator anymore, although he did deserve to be scolded.

But probably scolding and scolding, probably there is no point, Chen Qingshan is still Chen Qingshan, and it is indeed difficult for him to let the sword cultivator who was killed by him come back to life.

Chen Qingshan sat quietly in the wind, looked at this world for a long time, and then said lightly: "I heard that Qingjiao is not surnamed Qing......"

The Daoist looked up at the sword cultivator.

"And what's her last name?"

He Xie suddenly fell silent.

It took a long time before he said softly: "The surname is Xie." ”

A look of understanding flashed across Chen Qingshan's face.

"Which thanks?"

"Thank you."

......

Gu Wenzhi bought some medicine in the town, carrying those large bags of medicinal materials, humming such a good spring, it is better to dream, passed through the streets of the town, and headed towards the mountain.

On the way, I met a young man, and he asked Lu Ming in what direction he was very sincerely.

Although Gu Wenzhi was busy going back to decoct medicine for his master, he still carefully took the young man outside the town, pointed him in the direction, and then returned to Guanli at dusk.

It's just that after decocting the medicine in the house behind the main hall on the top of the mountain, I didn't see my master in that familiar position.

The Taoist who was always pale-faced did not sit on the familiar steps of the temple and look at the Qingshan Taoist Temple.

Gu Wenzhi put the medicine in his hand on the steps with some nervousness, covered it with a tile, and then searched for a long time in the mountains, and finally learned that the old Taoist had gone to Chen Qingshan's cultivation place under the advice of a certain junior brother.

This probably made Gu Wenzhi very puzzled.

When Chen Qingshan was there, you didn't even look at him, why did you go to the East China Sea, but you want to go and see it?

Are you afraid of him?

This is probably nonsense.

After all, no matter how old the Nine Stacks of Sword Cultivation is, it is also a Nine Stacks of Sword Cultivation, not something that the Nine Realms Sword Cultivation can fight.

Although the old Taoist has not healed from the injury of Shenhai for many years, he is also Le Chaotian's senior brother after all, and he is a generation of heroes who belong to the Qingtian Dao back then.

Gu Wenzhi was puzzled, and walked all the way along the path of the temple, and finally saw the old Taoist standing in the twilight behind the cliff forest behind the small Taoist temple.

There was a burst of smoke behind the Taoist temple under the forest, probably the little nephew was cooking, Chen Qingshan also made a special trip to Gu Wen before leaving, and told him that if someone wanted to bully Zhang Lizi, remember to help him beat people.

Although Gu Wenzhi didn't like this former senior brother of the Mountain Sect, in the final analysis, this had nothing to do with the little girl in Shanyue City named Zhang Lizi.

It's a matter of course.

The young Taoist walked over silently, stood behind the old Taoist, and looked down.

The little girl was cooking in the small kitchen behind the watch with an apron tied - when Gu Wenzhi saw this scene, he was in a trance.

Probably because in the past few years, the person who cooked in there was a big boy with a little bad eyes.

The people who have eaten Chen Qingshan's rice are naturally not only Zhang Xiaoyu.

When Gu Wenzhi was recommended from the Hanging Courtyard, he also ate Chen Qingshan's meal for a while.

Probably life is always like this.

No one knows what kind of river it will be in another 10 years.

How is it that man is not a fish in a stream?

Gu Wenzhi sighed softly, and his eyes went to the front of the view—that was also the direction that the old Taoist was looking at.

There was a sword cultivator in the East China Sea who was refining his sword intent, and he fell to the bank of the stream in red clothes, as if the clouds in the sky were falling on the earth.

But the garments are warm, but the people are cold.

Gu Wenzhi looked at it quietly for a long time, and then looked at his master and asked softly, "What is the master looking at?" ”

The old Taoist was probably pondering, but at this time, it was as if he had been awakened, his body trembled, he turned his head to look at Gu Wenzhi, and glared at him.

"When did you come here?"

Gu Wenzhi felt that his master's performance today was a little strange, thinking that he had come here to look at this East China Sea Sword Cultivator after Chen Qingshan left, which couldn't help but make him have a very absurd conjecture, his eyes widened, and he didn't answer the old Taoist's question, and said in surprise: "Could it be that this East China Sea Sword Cultivator named Qingjiao is the illegitimate daughter of Master?" ”

The old Taoist was probably also shocked by Gu Wenzhi's unrealistic conjecture, and he didn't take a breath for a while, choking on himself and coughing uncontrollably.

Gu Wenzhi was taken aback, and hurriedly calmed his breath for his master, if he really killed such a Dao Gate overhaul here, no matter what he Gu Wenzhi said, he would be stinking for 10,000 years.

Of course, Taoists can be angry to death, but probably such a thing did not happen in such a southwest Taoist temple.

The old Taoist coughed for a long time, and he did cough up some blood.

However, this has nothing to do with the poor health of the Taoist.

The old Taoist's first reaction was to raise his hand, just looking at his disciple's nervous appearance, he sighed melancholy, lowered his hand, looked over there again, and said helplessly: "What are you thinking about again?" ”

Gu Wenzhi said as a matter of course: "Master, if you don't run around, I definitely won't think nonsense." ”

The old Taoist was silent.

Gu Wenzhi looked at the red-clothed sword cultivator in front of the small view on the stream below the mountain forest with some curiosity.

"So what is Master looking at?"

The Taoist was silent, and after a long time, he said softly: "When the world does bad things, the upper and lower generations will be dug up. ”

Gu Wenzhi probably couldn't understand what this meant.

After all, when Chen Qingshan had doubts about the identity of such a woman, he didn't say anything to this junior brother who seemed to be a little upright.

It's just that the old Taoist is of course different, the viewer is not there, and the senior brother of the viewer is the viewer.

The things in the view are naturally impossible to hide from such a Taoist.

"Master, what are you talking nonsense?"

Gu Wenzhi asked seriously, and even wanted to stretch out his hand to the Taoist's forehead to see if his master had a fever.

The old Taoist didn't pay attention to Gu Wenzhi's movements, but instead laughed softly and said, "What do you think of this East China Sea Sword Cultivator?" ”

Gu Wenzhi withdrew his hand, looked at the woman who quenched the sword by the stream seriously for a long time, and then said seriously: "The talent is acceptable, probably there are no people with good talent in the ancestors." ”

If the talent of the ancestors is good, then the talent of the next generation will generally not be bad, just like those descendants in white clothes in Mojian Cliff, and Qiushui Qiuxier in red.

The old Taoist smiled softly and said, "His grandfather is Xie Chaoyu. ”

Gu Wenzhi was stunned for a moment, and asked with some uncertainty: "Which Xie Chaoyu?" ”

Of course, there are many Xie Chaoyu in the world, even such a strange name as Cong Jian has appeared in the past thousand years. However, Kamigawa really doesn't, and the world generally can't stop this name.

The old Taoist just said softly: "When the world mentions Xie Chaoyu, can you still talk about Xie Chaoyu who farms in a certain village?" ”

Gu Wenzhi was silent, and after a long while, he said in amazement: "What a Taoist for three generations." But how did he do sword cultivation? ”

The old Taoist didn't know what he remembered, and said softly: "Many years ago, someone probably told you this uncle. ”

Gu Wenzhi raised his eyebrows.

"What do you mean?"

"Because Xie Chaoyu's grandmother is Xie Chunxue, the sword sect of the human sword."

Gu Wenzhi pondered for a while before he said sincerely: "I haven't heard of it." ”

After all, he was a disciple of the Sword Sect two hundred years ago.

A hundred years of people, of course, will not have heard of it.

Gu Wenzhi thought about it for a while, and said in his heart I don't know who my own grandmother is, who still remembers the grandmother of Bu Operator's predecessors?

However, Gu Wenzhi understood what his master meant.

After all, Xie Chaoyu's grandmother is a disciple of the Human Sword Sect, but Xie Chaoyu has become a Taoist, probably just like the story today.

It's just that this young Taoist thought about it for a long time, but he still didn't understand what the old Taoist wanted to say, and he didn't understand why he came here to watch.

Until the old Taoist said Xie Cangsheng's name.

Gu Wenzhi finally understood something, stood there in amazement, looked at the red-clothed sword cultivator in front of him for a long time, and said softly: "So that's the case?" ”

The old Taoist said calmly: "Otherwise, what else can it be? ”

Of course, cultivators are also people of the world, not fatherless and motherless, who has never smoked from the ancestral grave?

Even if it is a demon clan, the little squirrel will remember that he once had a father and mother who jumped on the tree.

"Is it just that this matter has anything to do with her?"

The old Taoist thought for a while and said seriously: "I don't know either. ”

Probably because I don't know, I want to see it.

"But I heard that Xie Cangsheng was only in the Qingtian Dao and the Hanging Courtyard later, so it probably has nothing to do with it."

Gu Wenzhi said with some puzzlement: "Since it doesn't matter, what else do you want to watch?" ”

The old Taoist said wistfully: "What if there is? ”

Gu Wenzhi fell silent.

Everything in the world, in the end, is probably inseparable from a whatever.

The so-called in case is probably three feet outside of fate.

Gu Wenzhi was silent for a long time, standing on the edge of the twilight cliff forest, but sighed.

"No wonder when you become an official in the court, you have to examine three generations of people."

The old Taoist turned his head to look at Gu Wenzhi, raised his eyebrows and said, "How do you know?" ”

Gu Wenzhi said wistfully: "I also participated in the Gale Spring Examination back then. ”

After all, there is no rule that says that people in Qingniuyuan can't participate in the gale test.

The old Taoist looked at this young Taoist silently, but he also suddenly remembered that his disciple was called Gu Shenghui before.

"And then?"

"No, then, my dad stole cows."

“......”

The old Taoist actually wanted to laugh a little, but it was really not good to laugh like this, so the old Taoist turned his head and looked at Twilight shaking his shoulders constantly.

Gu Wenzhi naturally knew it, so he said sincerely: "So I had to retreat and come to the view of mountains and rivers." ”

The old Taoist probably couldn't laugh, and looked back at his disciple silently.

Just have to admit it.

If Huaidu is also regarded as a major force in the world, then the view of mountains and rivers is indeed not as good as such a place.

The Evening Cliff Wind Forest fell silent.

Gu Wenzhi didn't joke, looked at the old Taoist and said very seriously: "But I still can't understand why Master lamented the matter of three generations. ”

The old Taoist said with a sigh: "Because some things, in fact, there are more than three generations, and even people who have nothing to do with each other, because of certain things, are easily involved." ”

Gu Wenzhi frowned and said, "What do you mean?" ”

The old Taoist said sincerely: "Do you think my injuries are serious? ”

The old Taoist was naturally seriously injured, not only because of the story on the twelfth floor.

There is also a story of the wind and rain of the original Qingtian Road.

Gu Wenzhi nodded sincerely.

The old Taoist sighed and said, "Because I happen to be surnamed Bai." So when some people fight, they hit extra hard. ”

At this point, Gu Wenzhi probably finally understood why the old Taoist was walking very melancholy before.

I probably also remembered the story of that year.

"Master has nothing to do with Bai Fengyu?"

"About 500 years ago it was a family relationship."

“......”

After all, the world is not only Bai Fengyu, surnamed Bai.

Bai Yi also has the surname Bai.

Even in Huangliang Baihe, there are many people with the surname Bai.

"So in today's world, it's probably best for people in the world not to have the surname Xie."

That's probably what the old Taoist thinks in the twilight.

But Gu Wenzhi naturally didn't think like this, the young Taoist looked at the dim sky, suddenly turned around and ran away along the road he came from.

The old Taoist looked strange.

"What are you going to do?"

"Re-fry the medicine."