In the mountains and rivers that were derived and annihilated, the sword crossed the little boy and the young Taoist in the mountains and snow.

Le Chaotian's expression was solemn, when such a sword shuttled through the autumn twilight, the Dao Trick in the hand of this Daoist changed several times, and Lu Xiaosan was very shocked to look at the Daoist who was pinching the trick at an extremely fast speed.

Obviously, in the face of such a sword, Le Chaotian was a little hesitant.

However, until the end, the Dao Gate overhaul still didn't do anything, just slowly let go of his hand, hung down beside him, and quietly watched the sword leave.

Not only Lu Xiaosan, but also the pine cones who were trying to find pine cones under the cedar trees on the side, all looked at Le Chaotian in puzzlement.

"Why did Uncle Shi give up?"

The Taoist stood there and sighed softly, and said, "This sword can't be taken, this is Yang Mou, Lu Xiaosan." ”

Lu Xiaosan seemed to understand something, hugged Hu Lu and said thoughtfully: "So this sword can be aimed at Uncle Shi, or it may not?" ”

Le Chaotian nodded slowly.

Lu Xiaosan's gaze followed that sword.

The sword from his senior brother looked like a pitch-black hole from the end, perhaps because the light on those swords was so incandescent that everything outside of those sword lights turned black.

The little boy looked at it for a while, and then said with some suspicion: "It seems to be getting slower and slower?" ”

Le Chaotian said calmly: "Because that mountain and river is about to lose this sword, it can only be maintained by reducing the speed of extension." ”

Lu Xiaosan frowned and said, "What will happen if you can't hold on?" ”

"One more look will explode."

Lu Xiaosan glanced at Le Chaotian, this sentence sounded like a joke, but the look on the face of the Taoist was very calm, and there was no joke at all.

"Li Shi knows the nine-character mantra."

Le Chaotian said calmly.

"I don't know where he learned it."

The answer to this question may be very simple, but Le Chaotian has no evidence, so he doesn't talk nonsense.

The people who came from the time of the ancient road gate in the world are nothing more than those few people.

"If you are at a high level..... Le Chaotian turned his head to look at Lu Xiaosan and said slowly. If you look at this mountain and river, you can see that the sermons that build it have many columns in between. ”

"Columns?"

Lu Xiaosan was a little unclear.

Le Chaotian said softly: "It's the column used by Cong Blade's predecessor's causal sword.....

Lu Xiaosan turned around with the gourd in his arms, covered his ears with one free hand, shook his head and said, "Don't listen, don't listen, Wang Ba recites the scriptures." ”

The little boy probably didn't understand what Le Chaotian was saying, and the more he explained, the more confused he became.

But Le Chaotian can probably only explain it this way.

After all, he doesn't know the nine-character mantra.

Songguo listened to the conversation between the two, I don't know when I came over, and looked there, the little squirrel has enjoyed the blessing of food since he followed Le Chaotian, and his eyes are full of food, but he is not as shocked as the little boy, but of course there is curiosity.

"Where will that sword go?"

Le Chaotian listened to this question, but suddenly fell silent, stood there quietly, looked at such a sword, and after a long time, he sighed and said, "Don't ask such questions in the future, Songguo." ”

Songguo looked back at this very powerful Dao Gate overhaul with confusion.

"Why?"

"Because if something is asked, it will seem that I am greedy for life and afraid of death, and I lack some of the generosity of the world."

Songguo obviously couldn't understand the meaning of such a sentence, and looked back to see if Lu Xiaosan knew, but when he turned his head, he found that Lu Xiaosan was holding the gourd to his lips and walking there with his legs raised, and he didn't know what it meant.

When the little squirrel was about to ask, the little boy suddenly turned his head, looked at Le Chaotian and said, "Uncle Shi, is your gourd silk still there?" ”

Le Chaotian turned his head to look at Lu Xiaosan, raised his eyebrows and said, "What do you want this for?" ”

Lu Xiaosan said with a smile: "Threesome, there should always be someone who blows and blows, otherwise there will always be some boring on the road." ”

Le Chaotian was silent, and then reached into his sleeve, felt out a gourd silk that had not been hung on his waist for a long time, and threw it towards the little boy.

Although this Taoist lost the qin when he opened the bow of Dayi, the other instruments are still there, but they haven't been done for a long time.

Lu Xiaosan took out a free hand, took the gourd silk, and then put the empty wine gourd behind his back, continued to walk with his legs high, tilted his head in the twilight, and began to blow the gourd silk.

Songguo turned his head, looked at Le Chaotian and continued to ask, "Can Uncle Shi speak more clearly?" ”

Le Chaotian crossed the little squirrel's head a little helplessly, and said softly: "That sword is towards the deer, where there is a great monk who is guarding the southwest gate for Huai'an." ”

Having said this, it is naturally enough to understand, but of course not everyone in the world is smart.

So Songguo tilted his head, trying to break free from Le Chaotian's hands, and after thinking for a long time, he shook his head very sadly and said, "I still don't understand." ”

Le Chaotian was silent, let go of his hand, and followed the footsteps of the little boy on the mountain snow trail, the snow here is not thick, so there will probably not be any cedar shaking his head in the wind, and the quiet sound of falling all over the mountain.

"I won't die if I take that sword, but the big monk will die nine times out of ten if I take it."

Le Chaotian's expression gradually calmed down, perhaps because of the wind and snow, when those words fell into the ears of the little squirrel, they all carried some indifference-like chills, which made her subconsciously want to roll up her big tail to cover her ears.

It's a pity that Songguo doesn't have a big tail now, so he had to shrink his neck and follow Le Chaotian forward, listening to him continue to talk about those things.

"There are still very few people who have seen this sword now, but they will always know about it in the future, and they will also know that I Le Chaotian was once in this southwest snow-capped mountain."

"If the defensive momentum of the Luming Wind and Snow Pass collapses because of this sword, the world will always blame me."

Le Chaotian calmly looked at the mountain snow in the world.

"Even though I already have a lot of sewage on my body, it doesn't matter if I have an extra handful of spit. But when it comes to it, it's always an unhappy thing. ”

Songguo finally understood a little at this point, lowered his head to look at the footprints that Le Chaotian was stepping on, and stuffed his little feet into it like a buried turnip.

Of course, the steps of the Taoist are larger than those of the little squirrel, so the pine cone walks a little funny.

Probably the question is also funny.

"So why didn't Uncle Shi take that sword?"

Le Chaotian stopped in front of him.

The Taoist stopped very abruptly, so that Songguo didn't brake the car for a while, and crashed straight into the Taoist's body.

Le Chaotian didn't move at all, as if it was not a little demon girl who bumped into him behind him, but an inconsequential snow wind in Matsuma.

Songguo realized that something was wrong, and struggled out of the Daoist's robe that was a little messy by the wind from the deer's roar, and carefully walked around to the front, looking up at this uncle, who had always been gentle and easy-going, and always happy.

The Taoist man's expression was very calm, and some snow flakes fell between his eyebrows.

This mood didn't last long, and the Taoist quickly smiled slightly, but for some reason, Songguo always felt that such a bright smile would make people feel a little chill in their hearts.

Maybe it's the reason for the words of the Taoist.

"Because of this sword, it is not impossible."

Le Chaotian is, of course, a Lingnan junior uncle.

However, such a Taoist with an extremely strong mountain and sea rhyme, and thirteen waves of the Dao sea.

Naturally, it is also the main Li Shanhe of the mountain and river view.

Li Shi, Zhang Xiaoyu, Chen Qingshan, these are all his disciples.

Chapter 19 In this year, the wind brought to the world is too noisy, so that sometimes, the world will forget that the view of mountains and rivers is the first place to kill people.

They are a place that is more disgusting than hell.

Songguo didn't ask any more, smiled reluctantly, and said, "Actually, I still don't understand, but I seem to be a little hungry, don't ask, uncle, do you still have food there?" ”

Le Chaotian was still smiling slightly, but for some reason, Songguo felt that such a smile was gentle.

Maybe it's because the Taoist really started reaching out and rummaging through his sleeve for food.

Le Chaotian turned out a roast duck from his sleeve, and he didn't know when he bought it and hid it in his sleeve.

In short, Songguo jumped up very happily, took the roast duck from Le Chaotian's hand, and chased after Lu Xiaosan, who was looking up and blowing gourd silk indiscriminately.

"Little three, little three, Uncle Shi actually secretly hid something in his sleeve again!"

The little squirrel's voice was so excited, so excited that it trembled slightly.

It's like being hit on the head, and you have to force yourself to find food for your friends.

Le Chaotian stood there with a slight smile, and was about to continue walking, but suddenly heard a rustling sound, turned his head to look, and saw a small earth dog jumping towards here with a head of snow.

The little earth dog called the grass for fireflies by Lu Xiaosan stopped beside Le Chaotian, sticking out his tongue and smiling very flatteringly - probably it also smelled the aroma of roast duck.

Le Chaotian squatted down with a soft laugh and brushed the snow and pine needles off the dog's head for the little earth dog.

"Did some bastard write and forget about you?"

"Woohoo!"

Le Chaotian reached into his sleeve again, but what he took out was not another roast duck, but a string of wind chimes, and the Taoist tied the string of wind chimes to the neck of the little earth dog very seriously.

"It's fate to raise your head three feet, and some things are still outside of fate, and my ability is limited, so I can only help you get here."

The Taoist said with a sigh, touched the little earth dog's head, stood up, and looked up at the extremely distant and invisible places beyond the fine snow sword marks.

"If you're still forgotten."

"Then I can't help it."

The little earth dog looked up at Le Chaotian for a long time with four legs, and then turned around, and in the sound of jingling bells, he jumped away in the direction of the roast duck.

......

Although the little earth dog is always forgotten, it is always cheerful.

It's just that another little Lingnan dog is a little unhappy for some reason.

Although his legs were raised high, his head was also raised high, and he took great strides, blowing gourd silk towards the sky.

It's just that there is a faint sense of loss in those tunes that seem to be blowing wildly.

Even Songguo heard it, and stood there with a roast duck, silently looking at the little boy.

When the little earth dog ran here, he also stopped, stuck out his tongue and tilted his head, shaking the wind chimes and looking at the little boy.

The little squirrel carrying the roast duck was obviously a little overwhelmed, standing in the twilight mountain snow, looking back at the Taoist uncle very hesitantly.

Le Chaotian walked over slowly, squinted at the little boy walking in front of him, and raised his head to follow the traces of the sword leaving, maybe he understood something, smiled softly, touched the little squirrel's head, stepped forward, and followed behind Lu Xiaosan not far away.

Of course, the little boy could hear the sound of footsteps behind him, so after blowing for a while, he stopped at the side of the mountain road and turned his head to look at the world below.

Luming is still some distance from here.

So such a mountain is naturally very high, and only if it is high enough can it be in the cold, and some snow accumulates.

There is no snow under the mountain, and from the top down, hundreds of feet above the mountainside, there is no snow anymore, and what falls into view is a rocky ridge of autumn, and the verdant from midsummer is intertwined with some maturing yellow-red, spreading downward.

"Actually, the scenery is also good."

Lu Xiaosan said softly.

"I should be at the bottom of the mountain, not in the mountain."

See how sweet you guys are?

Le Chaotian raised his eyebrows and said, "Why?" ”

Lu Xiaosan was probably tired of blowing and walking, so he hung the gourd silk on his waist, and sat down on the side of the mountain road with the big gourd on his back, swaying his legs, and kicking the fallen leaves and snow on the slopes very restlessly.

"Because I suddenly realized that in fact, I'm really not a sword fairy, I'm just a stupid Lingnan melon baby."

Le Chaotian laughed, raised his hand to support an old tree on the side, and said with a smile: "Do you really think that we treat you as a sword immortal?" ”

Lu Xiaosan didn't speak, just sat there, and suddenly sighed.

"How can there be so many sword immortals in the world?"

Le Chaotian said with a slight smile.

"There is no need for thousands of warriors in the world."

Lu Xiaosan looked up at Le Chaotian, and he didn't understand what Le Chaotian meant.

Le Chaotian lowered his head, looked at Lu Xiaosan and said, "Your senior brother's sword, what is it, let's not talk about it for the time being." But you must know that the people who hold the sword in the world must have a purpose. It's like that very tongue-twisting sentence - sword cultivation can be without a sword, but it can't be without a reason to hold a sword. ”

Lu Xiaosan was stunned, and always felt that Le Chaotian seemed to be getting farther and farther away.

"What the hell is Uncle Shi trying to say?"

"People like you are actually the reason why many people hold swords, aren't they?"

The boy sat there in a daze.

Le Chaotian smiled slightly, and raised his head again.

"I know you can actually see that the world is very chaotic now, and I always take you here and there, so you can't achieve anything, so you are stupidly happy."

"But you have to know that there are always beautiful people, there are always happy people, there are always happy people, and there will be people who are not willing to let all this be broken, and then stand up with a sword and say that my sword is not disadvantageous."

"I want you to be such a person, Lu Xiaosan."

"Or."

"It's not just you."

"I want the world to be ......"

The words came to an abrupt end.

Lu Xiaosan raised his head, only to find that although the Taoist was smiling, he was already in tears.