Nandao and Ye Zhuliu naturally had no intersection, but when the two of them met in the forest flower trail, they were a little embarrassed by their big eyes and small eyes.

After all, this Taoist is no longer the mysterious Dao Xiu who came by boat in the drizzling lake.

It's a little man who has his ears twisted in public.

But after all, it can't go on like this forever, and in the end, Ye Zhuliu raised his hand to cover his lips and coughed twice, then turned to look at the twilight outside the forest road, and said with a smile: "Today's twilight is really good." ”

Nandao stood there a little silently, but he also understood what Ye Zhuliu meant, and nodded very sincerely and said, "This is indeed the case." ”

Ye Zhuliu turned his head naturally, looked at the young man standing with an umbrella on the forest road, and said slowly: "Have you finished talking to your senior sister Chunxue?" ”

Nandao nodded.

The two of them seemed to have nothing to say again.

In fact, at this time, Ye Zhuliu only needs to smile slightly, and then pass by the young man.

It's just that.

It's just that the two of them probably know that there is probably no good fruit to eat in such a hut.

That's why Ye Zhuliu will linger here for a long time.

This Taoist's expression slowly became sad again, and he hesitated for a long time before he asked softly, "How is she feeling?" ”

Nandao thought about it seriously.

"It's not good, it's not bad......"

Nandao looked at Ye Zhuliu with a strange expression for a long time before continuing: "But when I left, Senior Sister was looking for a big washboard. ”

Ye Zhuliu was silent, found a stone on the forest road and sat down, looked at the twilight, and said with a sigh: "I know, thank you for reminding you, You Chunshan They are already missing a door, and the matter of the heart of the machine needs to wait until the door carefully reads the drawings before you can determine whether you can continue, you can go to the mirror of the white moon to find them first." ”

Nandao nodded and said, "Okay." ”

It's just that the young man walked over with an umbrella, stopped again, looked at Ye Zhuliu, who was sitting there very sadly, hesitated a little, and said, "Senior brother, are you going to sit here for one night tonight?" ”

Ye Zhuliu sighed and said, "If you really sit here for one night, that's a bad thing." ”

This Taoist said, but as if he had made up some kind of determination, he slapped his thigh and stood up resolutely.

"I don't dare to go until I die, and I don't dare to come until I die. Brother, I'm leaving. ”

The young man stood there in a daze, and he didn't know why Ye Zhuliu suddenly had such a generous mood.

But the Taoist didn't say anything more, just turned and walked towards the twilight at the end of the forest road.

It's like having made up some kind of determination.

After thinking about it for a long time, the young man didn't figure it out, so he didn't bother anymore and turned around and walked towards the White Moon Mirror.

......

You Chunshan and Yu Chaoyun were walking on the cliff paths inside the White Moon Mirror, which was full of cold and gloomy light.

There was the sound of dripping water everywhere, like the sound of a long, long drizzle.

Yu Chaoyun walked and walked, but he was a little curious, turned his head to look at You Chunshan, and asked with some puzzlement: "Why do you say Senior Ye suddenly left so quickly?" Like a fire in your home? ”

You Chunshan sat in a wheelchair and pondered for a while, and then said very firmly: "I guess the seniors must have run out without finishing their clothes." ”

“.....”

Yu Chaoyun probably couldn't understand why You Chunshan always paid attention to washing clothes.

Laundry is of course the biggest thing in the world.

However, You Chunshan didn't explain anything, and the two crossed the cliff road and stopped in front of the cliff hut in front of them.

The drawings have been handed over to the missing gate, and Ye Zhuliu naturally arranged a residence for the three of them, which is this cliff hut.

You Chunshan was not in a hurry to go in and rest, he stopped in front of the cliff, he didn't know what he remembered, his expression was a little worried, and he looked around.

Yu Chaoyun held the sword box and looked at You Chunshan strangely.

"What are you looking at?"

You Chunshan said softly: "You said that Li Shi of the Mountains and Rivers View, will he chase all the way here?" ”

Yu Chaoyun was silent, and after a while, he said softly: "After all, this is a place where there is a lack of a door, no matter how bold Li Shi is, he will not come here." ”

You Chunshan said wistfully: "He dares to go to Huaidu, why don't you dare to come and lack a door?" ”

"Maybe I don't dare."

This sentence was naturally not said by Yu Chaoyun.

It was only later that he entered the Mirror of the White Moon, and finally came to the South Island Saying Land here.

The two looked back at the young uncle who came with an umbrella, and asked with some puzzlement, "Why?" ”

Nan Dao stood there with a solemn expression, raised his head and followed the cold drizzle luster, looked at the top of the thousands of cliffs and drips of the White Moon Mirror, and said softly: "At the top of the White Moon Mirror, there is a person. ”

The young man lowered his head, and pulled out the parrot continent behind his backhand, and on the body of the sword like flowing water, there were many snow flakes condensed at this time.

These fine snows are naturally not brought by Nandao's own sword intent.

It is a sword intent in the sea of gods, which is almost forgotten.

That was the sword intent that had split his Ceres at the beginning.

If You Chunshan and Yu Chaoyun could see the scene in the young man's sea of gods, they would probably already be covered with sword marks.

That kind of sword intent that was originally quietly suspended above the peach blossoms of the Divine Sea, but at this moment, it was exuding an extremely chilly chill.

If it weren't for the Great Dao Scroll suppressed on it, it would probably have broken through the sea at this time and landed on the White Moon Mirror.

Such a strange movement began when the young man walked on the hanging steps, suddenly looked up at the top of the White Moon Mirror in the twilight, and saw such a figure sitting cross-legged above.

You Chunshan asked a little puzzled: "On the White Moon Mirror, aren't there already many Taoists?" What kind of door do they seem to be building? ”

Yu Chaoyun said softly: "Isn't that a Taoist?" ”

Nandao quietly looked at the fine snow on Parrot Island, and even because of the sword intent in the sea of gods, such a young man's face turned a little pale.

It took a long time for Nandao to put the sword in his sheath and said slowly, "I don't know, but I'm going to go up and have a look." ”

You Chunshan hesitated a little, probably wanting to say that he would follow, but he was afraid that he would become a burden, so after thinking about it, he still looked at Yu Chaoyun and said, "Senior sister, you take the sword box and go up with your uncle to have a look." ”

Yu Chaoyun nodded.

Nan Dao glanced at the two of them, shook his head calmly, and said, "No need, since there is a lack of a door, there will probably not be any major incidents, you can just stay here." ”

Yu Chaoyun pushed the sword box in his hand over and said, "Then Uncle Shi should go with the sword box." ”

Nandao wanted to say that if his sword was useless, what was the point of carrying this sword box?

I just thought about it, and it was probably a little hurtful, but I still didn't say it, just shook my head and said, "No need." ”

Yu Chaoyun didn't insist, put the sword box back, looked at the young man and said, "Uncle Shi, be careful." ”

"Hmm."

The young man held an umbrella, looked up, and then walked along the layers of cliff paths, little by little, towards the top of the White Moon Mirror.

You Chunshan and Yu Chaoyun stopped there.

"Is there a big secret hidden in one of them?"

The young man from the East China Sea muttered under his breath.

Yu Chaoyun said softly: "Who will put the big secret on top? ”

You Chunshan was silent.

......

The existence of Xiaodao Tong is naturally not a big secret for many people.

From the fact that Xie Chaoyu took the little Taoist boy to wander around the world for a year, it can be seen that this Taoist has never thought of hiding such a story.

It's just that after all, there are some things that need to be seen by people who stand tall enough.

Wang Xiaohua sat silently on the mirror of the white moon under the twilight.

The twilight was soft, and the sea breeze was warm, but this little Taoist boy seemed to be in some piece of wind and snow, his face was pale, his lips and teeth trembled, and he couldn't stop trembling.

It's like there's something trying to tear it apart from its own body.

This little Taoist boy who was brought to the White Moon Mirror by Xie Chaoyu didn't know what was going on, but he vaguely remembered that at a certain moment not long ago, he subconsciously looked down at the White Flower Floating Island.

She saw a young man with a black umbrella and two swords on his back, walking slowly on the island.

At that time, there was no such feeling.

It wasn't until the boy walked to the top of the hanging stairs that he suddenly raised his head and looked at himself as if he sensed something.

Wang Xiaohua is like a snowstorm.

Who is that teenager?

What is it that makes you feel this way?

Wang Xiaohua sat there very blankly, clutching the corners of her clothes tightly.

Something very cold seemed to fall on the back of his hand.

Xiao Daotong initially thought it was an illusion.

It was only when she looked down that she realized that it was really a snowflake, slowly melting on the back of her hand.

Xiao Daotong seemed to realize something, and suddenly turned around and looked into the distance of the White Moon Mirror.

There was a young man with a sword and an umbrella on his back, slowly walking towards here.

At that moment, Xiao Daotong's eyes were instantly filled with a large area of black lines, and then dimmed very quickly.

The boy also seemed to realize something, and stopped in the distance.

......

Nandao stopped there, frowning, quietly watching the many fine snow that began to drift in front of him.

Such a scene is not unfamiliar.

In fact, the origin of the fine snow sword began after the young man first led the sword to the world of Daze.

Everything that the young man saw in his eyes at that time was fine snow.

However, the fine snow did not really fall on the world, but on the eyes of the young man.

So the South Island is not sure where the fine snow in front of you exists.

So he looked at it for a long time and put his hand out of the umbrella.

A fine snow fell on the boy's palm.

It's cold to the touch, faintly parted.

It's the same feeling that the boy felt many years ago when he stood in the snow and was covered in blood.

So this is indeed the snow of the world.

Nandao retracted his hand and stood quietly under the umbrella, looking at the fine snow, his eyes also crossed the fine snow, and fell on the little Taoist boy who was kneeling on the mirror of the white moon and looked back at him in horror.

Nandao looked at it for a long time, and the peach blossoms in the sea of gods seemed to be saying something.

The boy raised his eyebrows and said softly, "Is this really okay?" ”

Peach Blossom stood under such a huge tree with countless peach blossoms and snow, and said calmly, "Maybe, you might as well give it a try." ”

The young man was silent for a moment, perhaps remembering the horror and panic he felt when he first saw such a touch of sword intent.

It's just that Nandao, of course, is no longer the small, standing like a speck of dust in the sea of gods.

His Dao Sea had already taken shape, his Divine Sea was full of vitality, and that white immortal qi was gradually growing.

It's like Xie Chunxue sent out the sword, but was easily stopped by the young man drawing his sword.

The teenager is already very tall.

Nandao took a deep breath, clenched the umbrella in his hand, closed his eyes and stood on the fine snow-white moon, and pinched the sword technique.

In the twilight snow, the sword roared.

The Peach Blossom Sword and Parrot Continent, which were originally quietly staying in the scabbard behind them, came out of their sheaths in an instant at that moment, carrying the sword intent of the young man and wandering in the fine snow.

Maybe it's like the one written by some happy person.

The whale has not swallowed the sea, and the sword qi has been crossed, and the vast rivers are flowing.

Those mighty sword intents did not fall to the world, nor did they fall to such a trembling little Taoist boy.

But like the flow of a hundred rivers, after shuttling through the world, all of a sudden, it disappeared into the sea of gods.

At that moment, the boy seemed to finally understand who his lifelong enemy was.

Never in the world.

but in the sea of their own gods.

Thousands of sword intents were like swimming dragons, sweeping through the Shenhai Heavenly Dome from the outside to the inside, shuttling away from the top of the peach blossom head, towards the sword intent that moved.

The white-clothed man with a peach blossom face stood quietly on the land of the Divine Sea, his robe hunting and moving in the sword intent and sword wind.

The peach blossoms are swaggering and bright.

It's about the most pleasant thing in the world.

.....

Wang Xiaohua sat there in a daze, watching the young man stop, watching the young man stretch out his hand to look at the snow, and watching the young man suddenly call the sword like a stream.

At that moment, she thought that the two swords would suddenly cut through the twilight snow and fall towards her.

It just didn't.

The blue-black sword and the streamer-like sword continued to converge with sword intent, marching in the twilight for several weeks, and then suddenly falling on the boy himself.

The blue-black sword was inserted in the Tanzhong acupoint, and the streamer sword was inserted in the Xuanji acupoint, which had the meaning of dividing itself into two.

Wang Xiaohua sat there in a daze, looking at the two swords nailed to his chest.

Even if Xiao Daotong has never practiced and has been by the side of the old Taoist for so long, he also knows that those two acupuncture points are the most critical veins of the cultivator's vitality.

The qi of the Divine Sea came out from the Hundred Hui Divine Court, passed through the Xuanji Tanzhong, and finally walked all over the limbs and hundreds of remains.

For sword cultivation, such a method of operation may not be important, after all, the sword intent breaks through the sea and exits the divine court, and it goes straight into the world and kills all things.

It's just that for the Daoists who tend to drive the Tao into the body, this is naturally crucial.

Wang Xiaohua really couldn't understand what the boy was doing.

It's just that at this moment, Wang Xiaohua looked up at the sky again in great surprise.

The meaning of those winds and snows has already dissipated, and the twilight of the East China Sea is like a wash, and the day is prosperous.

Wang Xiaohua sat there in shock.

She had no idea what was going on.

The young man standing in the distance seemed to vomit a mouthful of blood, but he still looked calm, glanced up at the sky, and then let go of the sword technique.

The blue-black sword and the streamer sword were not inserted too deeply, and when the young man let go of the sword, he suddenly pulled it out, sprinkled some blood, circled for several weeks, and returned to the scabbard behind him.

Wang Xiaohua just sat there sluggishly, and the young man calmed down for a moment, and he was already slowly coming this way.

The sea breeze in the world is calm, and on the mirror of the white moon, you can only hear the sound of the young man's shoes stepping on the sand - those sand Lu Xiaosan had tasted at the beginning, and the taste was not dense, and it was not delicious at all.

Wang Xiaohua was stunned, and the young man had already walked in front of him, standing under the umbrella with a sword on his back, and the two acupuncture points on his chest were still dripping blood, falling in front of him.

Wang Xiaohua raised her head and met the young man's gaze, her gaze was very calm, a little happy, and maybe a little dazed - this is probably what the young man wanted to ask.

"What's in your eyes?"

Wang Xiaohua was silent for a long time, but fortunately, the feeling of falling into a snowstorm had disappeared, and this little Taoist boy did not tremble anymore, but turned around silently, looked at the twilight of the day, and said softly: "The Great Si Ming, the soul of the Great Si Ming that the goddess gave me at the beginning." ”

The boy stood there thoughtfully, looking up at the sky.

......

The Taoist knelt on the washboard sadly, and in the basin in front of him, there was a small washboard.

A large washboard and a small washboard are certainly not the same use.

So when the wind of the East China Sea blew some snow chips from the height of the White Moon Mirror, this Taoist who should have been dashing and going with the flow, saying that the Holy Son of Heaven was ruling by the arch, was very sad to think of such strange things as snowflakes fluttering in the north wind and Xiao Xiao, and the sky and the earth were vast.

It was only soon that he realized that something was wrong, and suddenly raised his head and looked at the earthly sky.

Xie Chunxue also walked out of the house with a sword.

The woman in white didn't care if Ye Zhuliu was lazy or not, she just looked up at the sky for a long time, and then said softly, "We seem to have forgotten something." ”

Ye Zhuliu said in a deep voice: "The soul of the Great Si Ming is in the Mirror of the White Moon. ”

"Yes." Xie Chunxue said slowly, her brows furrowed tightly, and the sword in her arms seemed to be ready to come out of its sheath at any time. "There are some things that really shouldn't be overlooked."

Ye Zhuliu was silent for a while, and said thoughtfully: "At the beginning, Yao Ji never seemed to have seen such a young man. ”

As an ancient Chu god and ghost, there is probably nothing in the world that will not fall into the eyes of the goddess.

What's more, such a snowstorm befell Daze at the beginning.

However, Yaoji didn't seem to know about it, and didn't care.

Why don't you ignore it?

"I guess I can't see it, and I can't ask about it."

The two stood there silently.

However, with the upper end of the White Moon Mirror, the surging of certain sword intents, the wind and snow that had originally risen gradually subsided.

Xie Chunxue breathed a sigh of relief and said softly: "It seems that he has been able to solve some small things by himself." ”

Ye Zhuliu said slowly: "The premise is not to let go of the umbrella." ”

Xie Chunxue said with embarrassment: "No one will live under an umbrella for the rest of their lives. ”