Saying that the plum blossoms outside the gate were about to bloom, Li Shi, who was going to take a look, stopped halfway and came to the view of mountains and rivers.

There are probably many reasons for this.

It's just that these reasons are unknown to the two trembling young Taoists by the stream.

With Li Shi's understated self-introduction, the end fell.

The stream fell silent.

Zhang Lizi didn't know what he should say, and Daxue was full of chills in his heart - he didn't know why this Taoist had come here.

Li Shi didn't care about what the two of them were thinking, he just reached out and touched his arms, and then sat down by the stream very calmly.

The location is ingenious.

If Zhang Lizi has a better memory, it can actually be seen that going up the stream at that position is where Chen Qingshan often sits.

Maybe a little lower in that position, there should have been a certain young Taoist who used to be very happy.

It's a pity that Zhang Lizi was dizzy from cultivation, and probably didn't have the heart to remember those things.

"Senior Brother Qingshan, have you gone to the East China Sea?"

Li Shi sat by the stream for a while, but suddenly asked.

Zhang Lizi hesitated, she didn't know whether she should answer such a question or not, so she looked at the young Daxue on the side.

After all, Daxue is still more familiar with this Taoist, after all, he has been in the view for so many years, and in fact, even if it is Chen Qingshan, the time in the view may not be as much as the heavy snow.

After all, when they became successful in their cultivation, they walked in the world all the year round, while the young people stayed in the meditation all the time.

"Yes."

Heavy snow remained uselessly vigilant.

After all, the boy only entered the Dao realm.

I don't know what Li Shi meant, after asking such a question, he was quiet for a long time by the stream, and after a long time, he said very embarrassedly: "It's a pity." ”

What is a pity?

The Taoist didn't say.

Just smiled and talked about something that seemed inconsequential.

The Taoist looked up with that kind of unclear gaze, and looked around, the green mountains were quiet, the fallen leaves were rustling, and the clear stream was murmuring, but there were no green fish on their backs.

"There hasn't been much change over the years, it's still the same as before."

Daxue listened silently, the broom in his hand was loosened a little, but he also said the same sentence that Gu Wenzhi and Bai Daoren said at the beginning.

"After the uncles left, the temple was quiet."

The young man held the broom, swept some blades of grass by the stream, and then put the broom on the ground, and sat down there, Zhang Lizi thought to himself, you all sit, then I will sit too, so the little girl also sat there.

The young Daxue glanced at Zhang Lizi and didn't say anything, for this junior sister, he was probably more helpless. He just continued.

"Although I know that there is still a lot of sewage spilled in the world, we have a clear conscience, and we are not so sad.....

When Li Shi heard this, he laughed softly.

"Nephew Daxue, is this saying that I should have a guilty conscience?"

Heavy Snow sat there and whispered, "Maybe." ”

Li Shi smiled slightly and said, "Then do you think I have a clear conscience or a clear conscience?" ”

The boy was silent for a long time.

Swearing in secret is, of course, easy to learn.

But what about after scolding?

The Taoist threw the question back, and he couldn't help but think seriously about these things by this young demon.

It's probably a bit difficult.

So it took a long time for Daxue to say softly: "Probably Uncle Shi will say that he has a clear conscience." ”

Probably having a clear conscience, and probably Uncle will say that he has a clear conscience, naturally two meanings.

Li Shi turned his head to look at the young man in some surprise, but unfortunately the sword marks in his eyes were still there, and he saw a little blurry.

"Why?"

Daxue carefully worded and said word by word: "The world is bloody, but Uncle Shi can still sit by the stream and say these words with me as useless, isn't it because Uncle Shi feels that he has a clear conscience?" ”

Zhang Lizi listened on the side, from the beginning of the snow when she said that she had a clear conscience, she showed some surprise, and when she heard this, her eyes were getting brighter and brighter, but she had some admiration.

It turns out that Senior Brother is not an honest person who is bullied?

Although this girl from Shanyue City was a little ignorant, she could also hear the irony in her words.

At first, scolding should have a clear conscience.

And then?

It's probably shameless to scold.

Li Shi lowered his head and laughed softly, laughing and shaking his shoulders uncontrollably—this was a rare gaffe for Taoists.

After laughing for a long time, the Taoist calmed down, stopped laughing, straightened his body, and sat upright as he did when he first heard the avenue many years ago.

"You're wrong."

Da Xue and Zhang Lizi looked at each other puzzled when they heard such a sentence.

"In fact, I have a very guilty conscience."

The Taoist who sat upright by the stream looked at everything by the stream with great seriousness and sadness - I don't know if it was his own illusion, Daxue still saw some very deep, perhaps nostalgic emotions in the eyes of this notorious uncle.

"So at first, when I stood on the bank of this stream again, the moment the wind blew in the world, I seemed to see myself as a teenager many years ago."

"At that time, we always had endless blades of grass and endless dust and mud on our bodies, but it seemed that when we were young, we were much cleaner than any other moment."

So he laughed and scolded, as if it would always become a kind of proverb that fell on him. It's weird, heavy snow. ”

The Taoist laughed again, but that kind of smile seemed to have a lot of loneliness.

"I don't know when, I became a white storm."

"I have made my will the will of the world.....

The brook fell silent.

It's like a rain just now, it's dripping and very disturbing, so it's finally clear.

Daxue was not moved, but seriously, sincerely, looked at his uncle, and said word by word: "So why didn't Uncle turn back?" ”

Why not look back?

Is it a lifelong love, and it is too difficult to turn back?

The Taoist smiled softly and said, "Because I just think that what I am doing is wrong, not that what I am going to do is wrong, we should be more patient and try our best to persuade those adults more gently and tell them....."

The Taoist stood up, stood by the stream, stood in the autumn wind, and said very gently.

"Tell them that we are so afraid, can we, can we ask you to die."

This is a similar sentence that Xie Cangsheng and Xu Xingcang of the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect once said.

It's just that the Taoist's words are full of sarcasm, and sarcasm can't be like this.

And Li Shi said it was very regrettable.

Unfortunately this cannot be the case.

Daxue listened patiently, and then asked.

"What's the use?"

Li Shi touched his arms again and said very calmly.

"Maybe there is, maybe not, but ......"

"Whether it succeeds or not, it is nothing more than sincerity."

The young Taoist walked past the two of them, but for some reason, he folded to the grass on the side, twisted a grain of rice from a certain blade of grass, put it into his lips, chewed it with the taste of the world's grain, and then left without looking back.

Heavy snow sat there silently.

Although he said a lot, he still didn't understand why this uncle suddenly came back to watch.

It seemed that he had done nothing but eat that grain of rice.

What does that mean?

The young Taoist sat on a broom and pondered in puzzlement.

Zhang Lizi seemed to remember something, suddenly stood up, ran to the meadow, and rummaged there for a long time.

In the end, this little girl from Shanyue City, who was determined to fry a chicken to eat, had to admit it.

Li Shi ate the last grain of rice she had sprinkled in the morning.

Zhang Lizi stood there stunned, looking back at the back of the Taoist in the distance.

This uncle is really terrible.

Shameless indeed.

......

In fact, the green pepper still clearly remembers the appearance of a cluster of peach blossoms blooming in the heavy snow when I was in Lingnan.

When the extremely bright colors and the incomparably pure white snow appeared outside the small building in Qingshan at the same time, it was indeed a very beautiful picture.

For a time, the woman thought that there should be no more contrasting picture than that scene.

Until she appeared in that snowstorm pass with the light of the sword.

She had to admit that there will always be many more shocking pictures in the world.

The snow in the mountains, which was splashed with a lot of blood, may have been due to the fact that the Taoist Taoism had stagnated the wind and snow, and it was steaming like a bowl of hot tea.

For a moment, she thought it was not blood, but that the snow-capped mountains had cracked, and it was the scorching anger that erupted from beneath the earth, with hot molten slurry and black smoke, crawling all over the world like scars.

But it was indeed the blood of the world, and there were not only some gray stones, brown trees, but also many mutilated corpses.

The fighting probably stopped for a while.

Everything was silently silent in the snow.

"Do you know the story, what is the scariest thing?"

When Qingjiao stood in the mountain forest behind the pass and watched, a half-naked man covered in blood and wiping his body with snow from the branches on the side walked over.

It took a long time for the woman in red to tell that this was the same Gu Wenzhi who was quiet and quiet on weekdays, and was always busy decocting medicine for that old Taoist.

"What is it?"

Qing Jiao's gaze stayed on the upper body of the Taoist - I have to admit that it is sometimes difficult for people in the world to see the often sturdy body of the Taoist from those fluttering loose Taoist robes.

When Gu Wenzhi wiped the blood on his body, Qingjiao thought that this was a war from the barbarian era to the present.

The Daoist's bun is still upright, but it is wrapped in cloth, and the top is already full of blood, but there is probably nothing underneath.

Not far away, a robe hung heavily on a snow branch somewhere, dripping with blood.

Gu Wenzhi carefully wiped the blood and looked back at the mountain and snow pass.

"It was those green armors who were trying to remove those armor from their dead comrades as much as they could before retreating."

Qingjiao frowned, this is probably not uncommon on the battlefield, so she didn't understand what it meant.

This Taoist sighed and explained sincerely: "This means that we will hold on here for a long time, and we will face more than 300,000 Qingjia, if there is a steady stream of people from the world filling in the wind and snow, even if it is a view of mountains and rivers, it will probably be submerged by the torrent in the end." ”

Qingjiao fell silent, this was indeed something she hadn't thought about, and it was what everyone was most worried about.

Gu Wenzhi quietly looked into the distance.

"But maybe it's not that serious, I snatched back seventeen pieces, of course, such a number, in front of 300,000, is almost a drop in the ocean."

This Taoist probably said that he was a little emotional, so he stopped talking at the right time, and turned his head to look at the clean green pepper on the side, this woman in red is indeed conspicuous in ordinary times, but obviously not now, blood red everywhere, this is just another red mountain flower.

"You're not staying in the temple, what are you doing here?"

Qingjiao was a little surprised when she listened to Gu Wenzhi's words, she could clearly notice that the tone of this Taoist was a little different from when she was in Guanli before, and it sounded more tenacious.

So much so that when Qingjiao remembered the reason he asked before, he felt that it was a soft tone.

"There's nothing going on in the view."

Qingjiao said subconsciously, but immediately reacted again, and said calmly: "Even if there is something, it has nothing to do with me." ”

Gu Wenzhi smiled and was still wiping his body there.

"Does it matter here?"

"Since the things here are related to the world and Huai'an, then naturally there can always be some relationships."

"The rise and fall of the world, the husband is responsible?"

"Yes."

Gu Wenzhi didn't say anything more, and he also took away that smile, and said, "I'm sorry, because you always look like that on weekdays, which caused me to subconsciously regard you as an enemy." ”

If it had been before, this East China Sea Sword Cultivator would probably have said that he was an enemy in the first place.

It's just that now I probably can't say anything, just holding the sword, standing there quietly, looking at the Taoist who is wiping his body, after a while, he raised his head again, and looked at the cloud curtain in the sky that seemed to be drifting clouds, during which there was a faint sword intent bursting out and falling into the depths of the wind and snow in the world.

Sometimes there will be a Taoist who will take over that sword light and let it diffuse in the wind and snow, sometimes not.

"That's the sword?" Green Pepper asked in surprise. "What about the Lord? Inside? ”

The Taoist who was wiping his body on the side paused for a moment, and then continued to wipe his body, and said very calmly: "His old man is dead, and there are no ashes left, and inside is Master Lu Mingjiaolu, a monk who is very full of martial virtues in white clothes." ”

Qingjiao lowered his head in surprise and looked at the Taoist in front of him.

There was no emotion on the face of the Taoist, it was so calm, just like the quiet place in the distance where the wind and snow and blood were spilled.

Qingjiao didn't ask any more, but after looking at the Taoist for a long time, he raised his head again, and looked down the white monk's robe that flew like a cloud curtain, and landed on the monk's imprisoned foot, obviously a little surprised.

The monk didn't wear shoes, so he probably had chilblains.

It's just that such a thing as chilblains is not worth surprising Qingjiao, even if the chilblains are so big that they look like a rotten swamp.

What amazed her was the sword.