When Nandao was still looking up at the sky, You Chunshan and Yu Chaoyun ran up in a hurry, the young man from the East China Sea was probably too anxious, he didn't even ask for a wheelchair, and he didn't know where to find a stick to use as a crutch, and he limped up.

"Uncle Shi!"

You Chunshan limped there, and when he saw the puddle of blood on the ground, he was even more taken aback in his heart, and looked at the very top of the White Moon Mirror.

The young man stood there silently with an umbrella and a sword on his back, blood still dripping in front of him.

This scene made the two of them can't help but have a flustered mood, Yu Chaoyun thought that the young man couldn't pull out his sword, so he hurriedly opened the sword box, pulled out the Chunshan sword inside, and threw it over there vigorously.

The long sword slammed into the ground, and with the sound of the sword, it was inserted beside the young man.

Only then did Nan Dao lower his head, silently looking at the Spring Mountain Sword inserted in the white moon sand at his feet, and then turned back to look at the two people who were rushing over there.

Wang Xiaohua naturally saw the two people over there, was silent for a while, and asked, "Who are they?" ”

Nan Dao turned around, pulled out the Spring Mountain Sword beside him, and held it in his hand to look at the scratches on it.

After all, it is a sword that has not yet undergone the tempering of sword intent, no matter how good-looking it is, it is only mortal iron after all, and it was thrown by Yu Chaoyun from afar, so naturally there were some more ugly traces.

Nandao looked at those traces, and probably could only comfort a good sword for more polishing.

Wiped the dust and mud on the sword in the crook of his left arm, and Nandao answered Wang Xiaohua's question.

"My nephew and my nephew's friend."

Even if Yu Chaoyun also calls Uncle every day, after all, this is a person who is in the Qingtian Dao, and You Chunshan is naturally different, although there is a relationship with Mei Xiyu, but Nandao will not really say with a shy face that she is also his nephew.

"Oh."

Wang Xiaohua's gaze was retracted, and she looked at the young man under the umbrella seriously, and asked softly, "What about you?" ”

Nandao fell silent.

This is indeed a difficult question to answer.

Of course, the South Island is the South Island, but what is the meaning of the word South Island?

The boy stood under the umbrella and thought for a long time before he said slowly: "I am a person with an umbrella. ”

To put it succinctly, it is probably the person under the umbrella.

Wang Xiaohua raised her head and silently looked at the umbrella in the young man's hand.

You Chunshan and Yu Chaoyun finally hurried over, facing this very quiet scene, but they were also stunned.

Yu Chaoyun looked at the two sword marks on Nandao's chest, revealing a very puzzled look.

In such a place, there is probably only the Xie senior in the South Island and the White Flower Forest.

What happened to these two sword wounds?

But before the two could ask questions, the little girl who looked like a harmless little Taoist boy had already saluted the two very politely.

"My name is Wang Xiaohua, and I am ......"

Wang Xiaohua probably remembered the sentence that I am a person with an umbrella, frowned and thought about it very seriously, before continuing: "It's the person who watches Haiyue." ”

Yu Chaoyun and You Chunshan glanced at each other and looked at each other, completely unaware of what the situation was.

In the end, You Chunshan opened his mouth, looked at Nandao and asked, "Uncle Shi, what are you?" ”

Nan Dao looked down at his chest, shook his head slightly, returned the Chunshan Sword in his hand to Yu Chaoyun, and said, "It's nothing, just give the sword a try." ”

"......" You Chunshan is probably very helpless.

Whose good man tries his sword on his chest?

Although he and Yu Chaoyun were indeed anxiously running towards it because they felt the fluctuations of those sword intents in the world.

They just thought that this young uncle and the people above Bai Yue had fought.

As a result, when he ran up, he saw that the person above the white moon was a little Taoist boy who was younger than Nandao, and the two of them were staring at each other there.

Yu Chaoyun stood aside with the Chunshan Sword, looked at Nandao for a long time, and then said softly: "Uncle Shi is really okay?" ”

Nandao said slowly: "There are so many Taoist people here, if there is something, they will probably come here a long time ago." ”

Yu Chaoyun and You Chunshan looked at the many figures scattered on the Baiyue Cliff, and those Daoists only occasionally looked up here, but they didn't mean to lean over.

However, when the sword intent was surging at that time, it did alarm many people.

The two watched for a long time, and then they believed that there was indeed nothing wrong with Nandao.

It's just that it's probably still a puzzling thing as to why Nandao would strike two swords at him.

But since Nandao didn't say anything, the two didn't continue to ask, and turned their heads to look at the little Taoist boy sitting in the twilight, and the two muttered a little in their hearts.

This is what Uncle Shi said, the person who made Li Shi dare not come?

It seems that he is really just a little Taoist child, and he doesn't even have any traces of cultivation.

However, after muttering, Yu Chaoyun still bowed and said seriously: "The junior Qingtian Dao Yu Chaoyun has seen the flower seniors. ”

You Chunshan was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself, who am I?

Nameless Little Sword Cultivator You Chunshan?

Or the East China Sea Sword Cultivator You Chunshan?

Oh yes, he's a hammer sword cultivator.

It's just that before You Chunshan could remember, Wang Xiaohua had already looked at him and said softly: "I know, your name is You Qingshan, I have seen you before." ”

You Chunshan was stunned for a moment, and looked at the little Taoist boy with a strange expression for a long time, Wang Xiaohua stretched out her hand to cover her eyes, and You Chunshan suddenly looked at her and said, "It turns out that you are the blind Taoist who followed the old Taoist at that time?" ”

Wang Xiaohua was silent for a while, and said softly: "I'm not a blind Taoist, but I'm not a senior, but you can't say that my master is an old Taoist, he is a true senior." ”

You Chunshan reacted and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's smooth." ”

After all, when I didn't know it was a divination operator, I kept saying that it was an old Taoist, and I didn't change it all of a sudden.

Wang Xiaohua looked at You Chunshan and asked with some curiosity, "Why did you come here?" Are you a great sword cultivator in the world? ”

You Chunshan was still there reminiscing about the events of the time, listening to Wang Xiaohua's question, then he came back to his senses, sighed, pointed to his leg, and said: "The sword cultivation is not done yet, I folded one leg first, and I am not called You Qingshan, my name is You Chunshan." ”

"Oh, that's when I misheard."

You Chunshan suddenly remembered something, looked at Wang Xiaohua and said very seriously: "Is your master missing a middle school now?" ”

Wang Xiaohua thought for a while and said, "I don't know, but it doesn't seem to be there, didn't he go to Huaidu last time?" It seems that he has never come back, otherwise it would not be Senior Brother Ye who is acting as the watchman. ”

You Chunshan sighed very regretfully and said, "Okay, I originally wanted to ask him if my fate has changed." ”

Wang Xiaohua didn't say anything more, after all, she was really just a little Taoist.

The story on the Mirror of the White Moon is indeed just a misunderstanding.

You Chunshan and Yu Chaoyun stayed on it for a while, the twilight of the world was coming to an end, the sea and the sky were red, only the white moon under their feet gradually exuded a clear glow in the gradually dim sky.

It was not early, and the two of them did not continue to stay on it, looking at the Chunshan Sword with more scratches in distress, and on the other hand, they went downward.

The South Island remained there.

After You Chunshan and Yu Chaoyun left, Xiao Daotong was also restrained again, looking at the young man holding the umbrella with some fear.

Nandao stood there quietly, watching the clouds of the day fall into the sea, and whispered, "You look like you're afraid of me." ”

Wang Xiaohua silently turned her head and looked up at the light in the sky.

"Because I really thought I was going to die."

The little Taoist boy hesitated for a moment, and continued: "This is the feeling that the Great Priest conveyed to me—there seems to be something very deadly hidden in your body...... Is that a sword, or is it sword intent? ”

Nandao looked at Xiao Daotong in surprise, was silent for a while, and said slowly: "Why do you think it has something to do with the sword?" ”

Wang Xiaohua tilted her head, sat there and said softly: "I have seen a white-haired woman before, my master called her the cliff master, she took off my eyeband and showed me a sword - that is the feeling of Fang Cai. If you look at it, you will be divided, and if you get closer, you will die. ”

Nandao said calmly: "It's sword intent. ”

In fact, it was precisely because of this that Fang Nandao stopped there.

I clearly didn't let go of the umbrella, but there was fine snow in the world, fortunately, it was only fine snow, not wind and snow, and probably it would not be like the story outside Nanyi City at the beginning, turning that piece of world into a wind and snow sword country.

That's why Peach Blossom has such a crazy idea - to use Nandao's own sword intent to suppress such a restless sword intent.

"Why is there such a sword intent in your body?"

Wang Xiaohua asked puzzled.

Nan Dao suddenly seemed to realize something, suddenly lowered his head, and said in a deep voice: "What kind of sword intent do you say?" ”

Wang Xiaohua was startled by the young man's bowing head, and subconsciously retreated, until she left the range of the umbrella, and then said softly: "The sword intent is exactly the same as the original sword, but it seems to be more condensed." ”

Nandao was silent for a while, raised his hand and pulled out the parrot island and sent it to Wang Xiaohua, this little Taoist boy almost thought that he had said something wrong, this young man was going to kill himself.

It's just that the sword stopped in front of Wang Xiaohua's eyes.

"What about the sword intent on this?"

Although Wang Xiaohua didn't know why the boy wanted to let him look at such a thing, he still looked at it seriously, and there were ancient black lines faintly appearing in his eyes.

After a while, this little Taoist boy turned his head, closed his eyes, and said slowly: "There are three kinds of sword intent here, one should be yours, and the other one seems to be the sword intent that refines this sword." ”

Although Wang Xiaohua only said two kinds, Nandao himself knew very well what the third sword intent was.

That was the sword intent left by Zhang Xiaoyu at the beginning.

At that time, when he was in Nanyi City, the sword of the white-clothed sword cultivator was not there, and Nandao once lent him the Parrot Island to use.

Nandao didn't say anything, just silently sent Parrot Island back to the sheath, and then looked at the little Taoist boy in front of him for a long time.

In fact, when he used Parrot Island to prove that Wang Xiaohua, who had the power of gods and ghosts, could indeed perceive something, the answer to some things was already very clear.

White-haired woman, cliff master, sword.

When these words and sentences are grouped together, there is naturally only the autumn water of the sword cliff with the sword.

So that kind of sword can only be the sword of the Sword Saint Tsing Yi.

So what about such a sword intent?

The boy didn't think about it anymore.

When you think about it, there's so much to scary about this story.

Nandao took a deep breath, sat down on the White Moon Mirror, and slowly calmed down his Divine Sea, and those sword intents gradually returned to Dao Hai.

The sword intent on the peach tree did not regenerate any fine snow.

Maybe the young man's bright sword does have some effect.

It was a long time before Nandao whispered, "I'm a good person, and I hope I'm a good person." ”

Wang Xiaohua was stunned, not knowing why Nandao suddenly said such a thing.

The young man looked at the little Taoist boy on the side under the umbrella and continued, "So you don't have to be afraid of me. ”

Wang Xiaohua was silent for a while, and said softly: "Okay." ”

Of course, this little Taoist boy added in his heart - if there would be no more such feeling as if he was buried in snow.

Night has fallen.

Such a faint and clear light of the white moon has become the only light between this vast world and the world.

There may be some starlight in the sky, but it is probably too far away and it will become dim.

Nandao didn't know what to remember, and suddenly turned around and looked at the little Taoist boy sitting on his knees for a long time.

"Da Si Ming, is it the ghost god who is in charge of life and death?"

When Xiao Daotong heard such a question, he looked back at the young man deeply, and then said softly, "What do you want to say?" ”

Nandao sat there with some hesitation, took a deep breath, and said slowly, "I want to ....."

Wang Xiaohua turned her head very suddenly, and her voice became indifferent.

"Don't think about it, it's impossible."

Of course, this is still the voice of Xiao Daotong.

Because of the existence of the sword intent in the young god's sea, the great priest who was hidden in the bottom of his eyes could not come out at all.

Nandao was silent for a moment and said, "Why? ”

Wang Xiaohua said calmly: "Life and death are things that cannot be mixed with selfish desires. This is what my master told me at the beginning, when the goddess left her soul in my body. Therefore, he asked me to stay away from the world and not look at the world, just to prevent life and death from becoming a kind of chaotic existence. ”

So the young man just said the two words 'I think', and Wang Xiaohua quickly became decisive.

There are some things, of course, that are not necessary to listen to them.

When you see a gesture of longing, you already know what you want.

Of course, it is also sinful.

Nandao did not speak.

Wang Xiaohua turned her head, looked at the young man, her eyes fell on the sword behind him, and said seriously: "So even if you kill me, I won't help you do those things." ”

Nandao sighed and said softly, "Do I look like that?" ”

"The world speaks well, but of course there are selfish desires—this is still what Master told me."

Nandao fell silent and said softly, "Yes." ”

The young man didn't say anything more, stood up, walked in the direction he came, just walked a few steps, stopped again, looked back at the little Taoist boy, and said calmly: "I don't want to, but I don't want to, one day, I hear the news of your favoritism." ”

Do not suffer from few, but suffer from unevenness.

This has always been the cause of many contradictions in the human world.

The boy is not a saint, if he really faces such a thing.

He will also be angry.

Wang Xiaohua lowered her head silently and said softly: "Then I will definitely be like that goddess, secretly and without telling anyone." ”

The story of the goddess intercepting Liu March, even now, still not many people know, the world may still think that such a Taoist is just because of good luck, he did not die in Daze, and drifted all the way to Huangliang.

Nandao stood there in silence for a long time, looked at Wang Xiaohua for a long time, didn't say anything, turned around, and left here silently.

The boy left the top of the White Moon Mirror, but he didn't return to the hut on the cliff of the White Moon, but just stopped at the entrance where the heavenly light poured into the mirror, and quietly looked at the top drip.

In fact, for the young man, he really didn't think that this trip that was only because of You Chunshan would bring him so many things that he didn't know before.

For example, the question on the twelfth floor, such as the origin of such a sword intent.

Of course, it also includes the whereabouts of Lu Xiaosan and Le Chaotian.

The young man sighed and sat down on the stone steps on the edge of the drip, and it was from here that the cold sky light began to sprinkle the entire interior of the White Moon Mirror.

Peach Blossom was in the sea of gods, quietly looking at that sword intent.

The figure of the young man holding an umbrella appeared beside the Yuanqi stream of the Shenhai Sea, and slowly walked towards the peach blossoms.

"Actually, we should have guessed the origin of such a sword intent a long time ago, didn't we?"

Nan Dao looked at the peach blossoms standing in the breeze of the Shenhai Sea and said softly.

Peach Blossom was silent for a while, and then said calmly: "I guessed, of course it is different from being confirmed." It's like you don't dare to look for the stone handwriting in the white flower forest. ”

Nandao stopped aside, looked up and quietly looked at the peach blossom tree in the middle of the sacred sea.

The microflow of vitality in the sea of gods is still a little disordered.

After all, the young man had withdrawn a lot of sword intent from the Dao Sea and sent it back to the Divine Sea.

"What kind of feeling did the sword intent feel when it passed through the Divine Sea?"

Nandao didn't say the origin of such a sword intent, but only asked about the events at that time.

Peach Blossom seemed to laugh - even though he had no facial features, Nandao still felt it, maybe because the two of them were born together, maybe because the peach blossom under the white clothes was too presumptuous.

"Wonderful, South Island. I've ...... in this life."

Peach Blossom turned her head, looked at the young man and said seriously:

"I've never felt this better."