The green hills are tranquil and the twilight is calm.

The sword cultivators of the Tianya Sword Sect, who had never met before, finally met in those evening breezes this evening.

Lu Xiaoer carried two swords and came slowly in the twilight, clearly walking extremely gently, but the little boy's breathing was extremely heavy.

He stopped at the edge of the forest and looked at the unknown junior brother's face with a somewhat pale look, revealing some guilt.

The little boy stood there, looked at the young man who was also wheezing for a long time, and then slowly sat down in the fallen leaves, holding his Xiwu sword, and then stretched out his hand and handed the white jade jing.

Fu Jiangnan raised his hand and took the white jade jing from his senior brother, and then showed a very bright smile.

"Fu Jiangnan, my name is Fu Jiangnan, second senior brother."

The little boy sat in silence in the twilight for a long time before he whispered: "Lingnan Little White Sword Sect, Lu Xiaoer." ”

......

"Master, they heard that the story on this side of Shanyue City may have stopped."

Fu Jiangnan wiped Bai Yujing in his hand with the corner of his hand, and said very seriously.

"So I thought about coming back and taking a look, it's just that those juniors and disciples in the Sword Sect are still in the qi sense stage, and the fourth senior brother and the fifth senior brother are the same, plus the Liuyun Mountain Range has been a little unquiet recently, a few days ago, we can often see that kind of sword cultivation with a high realm cutting through the sky. From time to time, sword light bloomed in the sky like a scattered iron flower. ”

Fu Jiangnan sent Bai Yujing back into the scabbard, and then said softly: "They want to watch the junior disciples in the Sword Sect, so they let me take a look." After all......"

Fu Jiangnan said, but stopped.

He wanted to say that after all, in the Sword Sect, his talent was better, and his realm was higher.

It's just that in front of Lu Xiaoer, Fu Jiangnan felt as if he was a little ashamed to say such a thing.

Maybe in terms of talent, Lu Xiaoer is indeed worse than Fu Jiangnan.

But it is also a fact that Fu Jiangnan can't win against this little boy who ran back from the East China Sea.

The two of them are much worse at the level of sword intent.

After all, Lu Xiaoer had seen the high cliff and had also walked up the sword steps.

Even if the Sword Grinding Cliff has been silent for thousands of years, the benefits of such a high cliff to sword cultivation are still unimaginable.

Lu Xiaoer didn't care about the things that Fu Jiangnan was babbling about, he just pressed the Xiwu Sword on his knees, raised his head, and looked at the north very seriously.

Fu Jiangnan said earlier that after Lu Xiaoxiao left with them, a new sect was built on top of a very high peak in the Liuyun Mountain Range.

Lu Xiaoer didn't have any emotions at that time, just looked over there quietly.

In fact, there are some things, when he saw this young man named Fu Jiangnan, he already had the answer in his heart.

It's certainly the best thing in the world.

Isn't it?

Lu Xiaoer looked at it for a long time before he lowered his head again, looked at Fu Jiangnan and said softly, "What about Lu Xiaosan?" ”

Although I said a lot of things, I was not heard at all, which is an irritating thing.

It's just that Fu Jiangnan can fully understand Lu Xiaoer's behavior.

If it was himself, he hurried back from the East China Sea, and found that there was no one left in Lingnan, and the mountains were silent, like another secluded yellow mountain range, and he would be the same.

So Fu Jiangnan thought about it very much, and said very seriously: "Before you and Uncle Nan left Lingnan, not long after, the third senior brother and Uncle Le also left Lingnan, saying that they were going to wander the world. ”

Only then did Lu Xiaoer remember what Le Chaotian and Lu Xiaosan had said about wandering the world.

The young man looked back at Qingshan thoughtfully.

Yes.

If such an uncle is still in Lingnan, how can Lingnan become what it is now?

Of course, Lu Xiaoer can guess many things.

For example, in the body of a scholar like Qing Xiang, he has never felt a certain breath on Le Chaotian's body.

That's a higher level of existence.

The white-clothed demon is already the cultivation of the avenue under the three views.

And what about that uncle?

What about the uncle who said he was a mountain?

Lu Xiaoer didn't continue to think about it, but said softly: "That's good." ”

The two of them sat in silence on the edge of the twilight forest, the evening wind blowing the fallen leaves, like many mottled butterflies, flying slowly in the south of the Lingnan.

Fu Jiangnan looked at it a little, and then looked at the little boy who was still covered in dirt.

"Senior brother is still ...... for his seniors"

Fu Jiangnan suddenly didn't know how to describe such a thing.

Lu Xiaoer was silent for a while, and said softly: "Entering the earth for peace, of course, is a major event in the world. ”

Although this world has not talked about ghosts for many years.

It's just that in the hearts of the world, if there is no one to collect the corpse after death, it will become a wandering ghost in the future, and even the River Styx will not take them away.

This is certainly not true, the idea of emotionalizing the River Styx.

But for the world, such an idea is undoubtedly of positive significance.

Of course, this can be regarded as a kind of moral and polite constraint in the hearts of the world.

Even if Styx does not refuse.

Can the world look at the corpses of their own people rotting in this green mountain?

Fu Jiangnan, who had been breathing for a long time, suddenly stood up with Bai Yujing in his hand, looked ahead and said, "I'll go help Senior Brother." ”

Lu Xiaoer looked up at the junior brother in front of him.

The latter said with emotion: "The story of Lingnan is probably really over, and in the future, there should be many teenagers coming back from the world one after another, and they must always clean up and clean up." ”

Lu Xiaoer didn't speak, which made Fu Jiangnan a little puzzled, and lowered his head, only to find that the little boy was holding the Xiwu Sword, silently standing up from the fallen leaves, and then walked towards the outside of the mountains and forests.

After walking a long way, the little boy looked back at Fu Jiangnan, and said very calmly: "Forget it, it's better for me to do such a thing, I have worked so hard to dig so many graves, and you suddenly ran over and said that you want to help me ......"

The little boy said word by word with great seriousness: "In the future, the world will feel that you also have half of the credit for these graves." ”

Lu Xiaoer put the sword in his hand into the scabbard behind him, and in Fu Jiangnan's stunned gaze, he walked calmly towards the Qingshan side, where the unfinished grave was.

"I can't accept that my credit has been taken away from you, junior brother."

Fu Jiangnan stood there in a daze holding Bai Yujing.

The boy didn't expect that Lu Xiaoer would suddenly turn his face.

It's just undeniable that the things in Lu Xiaoer's words really made this young man feel very angry.

He was about to chase after Bai Yujing in his hand, but he had just begun to take a step, but the sword in his hand was suddenly unsheathed and hovered around him, making it difficult for this young man's sword cultivation to move an inch.

Fu Jiangnan raised his head and looked ahead, only to find that the little boy was holding the sword trick and pointing obliquely behind him - of course Lu Xiaoer had not returned control of Bai Yujing.

Fu Jiangnan frowned, and also pinched the sword technique, and the sword intent like a silver fish came out from the Divine Sea, surrounding Bai Yujing, trying to take back the control of such a sword.

It's a pity that the sword is, of course, also intimate.

Of course, Bai Yujing knew such a little boy who used to stand by the sword lake and eat roast duck and roast chicken, and accompanied such a young man in green clothes to deliver snow.

So how can Fu Jiangnan rob Lu Xiaoer?

The sword just dragged the streamer, turning into a sword screen in front of the young man, and it also drew an extremely clear boundary.

The little boy walked farther and farther away in the twilight, then stopped, looked back at Fu Jiangnan who was trapped there for a long time, and the sword technique in his hand suddenly became sharp.

The momentum of Bai Yujing in front of the young man changed, and he instantly fell towards the young man on the edge of the twilight forest.

Fu Jiangnan's expression changed, and he hurriedly grabbed the scabbard and stopped in front of him.

Maybe the little boy did go a little far.

The power of that sword was somewhat lacking.

Fu Jiangnan took the sword, but only took a few steps back.

At this point, the sword intent of the little boy above Bai Yujing was slowly dispersing, and Fu Jiangnan felt the existence of such a sword again.

In the green hills of the twilight.

Fu Jiangnan heard the little boy still talking calmly.

"The hope of Lingnan is in me, and the righteousness of Lingnan can only be undertaken by me, junior brother."

Fu Jiangnan stood there with a complicated expression, with anger and of course puzzlement.

You don't even want a sword like Bai Yujing, but you want the so-called ethereal righteousness?

Fu Jiangnan turned around and walked in the direction he came.

......

Lu Xiaoer had already turned his head and stood there, quietly looking at the figure of the young man who was far away in the twilight.

"After all, ....."

Lu Xiaoer stood there silently, looking at the green mountains.

After all, the little boy only prepared a grave for himself.

Lu Xiaoer seemed to suddenly understand why he didn't feel very surprised when he heard the news that Lu Xiaoxiao and they were still alive.

This is, of course, good news.

It's just that sometimes, it may not necessarily be a worrying story.

Of course, Lu Xiaoer wanted to meet the people of the Tianya Little White Sword Sect.

It's just that he doesn't know where that Taoist is, and if he will come back.

The little boy could only stay silently in the green hills, digging graves one after another.

.......

The wind and snow in the heights of the Yellow Mountains have also not stopped, and it may not be much smaller than the deer's song.

As a result, this black mountain range that hangs over the world's heads often carries a long white snow cover with clouds.

The Taoist named Li Shi did not go to find Lu Xiaoer, but stepped on the white snow that fell on the black soil all the way, heading towards the top of such a mountain range.

There is a great river flowing through the high mountains, and it goes far away, and it may fall down to the earth, or it may fall to a place where the earth cannot reach.

Li Shi quietly stopped by the big river full of life and death of the world, and quietly looked at the rivers that seemed to be calm and turbulent.

Some say that the River Styx falls to the earth.

It is also said that the River Styx came from the earth.

In such a big river on a high mountain, even such a Taoist can hardly see where this big river flows.

The wind and snow in the mountains do not stop.

The Taoist gradually covered himself in snow, like a sculpture.

The Taoist mind is not there, and the Taoist seems to have only a thin shell left.

Until a certain extremely light, disturbed snow debris fell from a black tree with a huge umbrella cover not far away, and landed on the shoulders of the Taoist.

This Taoist woke up as if he had just woken up from a big dream.

"Your realm is too high to see the River Styx."

Li Shi turned his head and quietly looked at the Taoist who was also walking over on the side of the River Styx.

Compared with Li Shi, a Taoist who views mountains and rivers, that older Taoist is indeed in a very low realm.

It's so low that it's only the Nine Realms of the Trail.

And Li Shi has seven stacks.

It wasn't until the Taoist who had been a gentleman in the Hanging Courtyard for a long time came over that Li Shi turned his head, looked at the River Styx with wandering eyes, and said softly.

"Because the higher the realm, the more you will be afraid of such things?"

Mr. Xie stopped beside Li Shi, also looked down at the water of the river, and said noncommittally: "Maybe yes." ”

Li Shi sighed and said, "I always thought that I wouldn't have it yet. On the scale of the cultivation world, I was still very short and young. Don't be like those sages who choose to drown themselves in the washbasin in the early morning. ”

Mr. Xie smiled slightly and said, "It will be too late by then, Li Shi." Life and death are just a matter of thought, and good and evil are the same. When it rains, you don't have an umbrella when you go out, it means that you are a little crazy. Of course, the impact of people in the world not wearing umbrellas and practitioners not wearing umbrellas is of course different. ”

"Is this awe, or is it compliance?"

"Conformity, of course, is reverence."

Mr. Xie raised his head, crossed the wind and snow, looked at the world beyond the clouds and snow, and looked at the world that was gradually peaceful.

If there is no fear, why obey? All freedom requires raising one's head in front of heaven and earth, but letting go of one's mind. ”

Li Shi looked at this Taoist who was also gifted for a long time, and said softly: "Doubt yourself first, and then doubt the world." So from beginning to end, Mr. was reluctant to enter the avenue. ”

Mr. Xie chuckled softly.

"Only in this way can I criticize those who stand on high places, and I can serve as your spiritual guide."

So for such a Taoist, it's probably just a simple sentence to lead by example.

Li Shi didn't say anything more, just quietly looked into the distance of the world.

After a long time, the young Taoist turned around, looked at Xie Cangsheng, and said softly: "Senior Xie is already outside the gate." ”

Xie Cangsheng stood there silently, he naturally understood that this sentence Senior Xie was not talking about himself, but the master of a certain Donghai Taoist Temple.

He is also the father of this Taoist.

The great river of wind and snow is surging, and the world has not seen the great priest for a long time, so it is probably true that in such a river, all living beings can float away freely.

The middle-aged Taoist stood silent for a long time, then sat down on the bank of the river, put his hands on his knees, and said softly, "I will wait here." ”

Li Shi smiled slightly and said, "Okay." ”

The young Taoist said, turned around and walked towards the bottom of the wind and snow mountain.

Mr. Xie suddenly asked another question.

"Just now you look at the River Styx......"

The Taoist looked up at the young Taoist who had come in a hurry and had also hurried away.

"How many feet is the fate you see?"

The steps of the Taoist came to a standstill, and it was not until the wind and snow fell on the footprints that had fallen into the snow that Li Shi returned to the bottom of the Youhuang Mountain Range.

"Two feet nine."