Spring rain is dripping.

The young man holds a wooden sword at his waist, carries an old bamboo basket in his right hand, carries a gourd wine, wears a pair of mango shoes and walks briskly, letting the wind blow the peach blossoms scattered on the slightly wet sideburns and slightly shabby green shirt, the young man's appearance is a little indifferent and handsome.

The young man wears the forest and beats the rain, his eyes are clear, the year of dancing spoons, the age of twelve or thirteen, all the way through thick and thin.

Gu Yu Sheng.

The name of the teenager.

A year ago, the big demon entered Qingping Prefecture, and the human race was in great danger.

That was the last time Gu Yusheng looked at his father's majestic body when he came out of Qingyunmen with a sword from behind him, and the firm and kind gaze in his eyes was as deeply imprinted in his mind as always.

Now the peach blossom forest at the foot of Qingping Mountain.

There is only one lonely grave.

Gu Yusheng can remember his father's belongings, but it is only a wooden sword and a wine gourd.

The lonely grave is deep in vegetation.

The spring rain is scattered with peach blossoms, and Gu Yusheng will never see the backbone that has been carrying the sword on his back again.

Gu Yusheng placed the wine gourd in front of the grave, and he looked up at the gray and dark sky, just as the rain was falling like silk, dripping like tears.

For a long time, for a long time.

Gu Yusheng took off the wooden sword at his waist and slashed at the peach branch next to him, and the peach petals shook off, leaving the young man all over his body.

"Ugh."

The boy sighed slightly.

He stared at the wooden sword in his hand, his thin palm caressing the wooden sword, staring at it, his face showing pity and reminiscence.

In the peach blossom forest that year, the young boy rode on his father's shoulder, looking at the world with curiosity on his face.

"Daddy, you carry a sword on your back every day, and I've never seen you use it, do you really know how to use a sword?"

"A little."

"Daddy, can you teach me how to practice swords?"

"No, Mr. said, I am qualified to teach people only by cutting down the peach blossoms in the mountains, but I can make you a wooden sword."

"Daddy, I'll look at your sword."

"Don't move, it's a guardian sword."

"What is the Sword of Guardianship?"

"For the rest of your life, you are still young, and when you grow up, you will naturally understand."

Scenes from the past.

Gu Yusheng took a deep breath, picked a piece of peach blossom into the wine bottle, and said: "Dad, Qingyunmen is recruiting disciples today, the child plans to enter Qingyun to practice, you have a spirit in the sky, bless the child to enter the mountain to apprentice, and when the child learns the sword successfully, he will definitely cut off the peach blossoms in this mountain for you, and kill the demon beasts that bully the human race." ”

Gu Yusheng took a sip of Huzhong wine, and the spicy spicy of the liquor pierced the young man's heart.

At this moment, the thirteen-year-old thin boy seemed to have grown a little.

A wooden sword, carrying a wine gourd, all the way to Qingping Mountain.

One after another fierce horses passed by Gu Yusheng, the horses stepped on the dust and mud, trampling on Gu Yusheng, all of them were young rich children who went to Qingyunmen.

The road without his father on his shoulders turned out to be so long.

But Gu Yusheng's eyes were still firm, and he was not afraid of his shoes getting wet with mud and green shirts.

The road to Qingyunmen was deeply imprinted in the joyful memories of Gu Yusheng's childhood, and with the death of his father's demon slaying, the memory became more and more profound.

"Yo, who am I? It turned out to be you, Gu Yusheng. ”

The carriage driven by the two-horse crossbow opened a curtain, and a young boy of the same age as Gu Yusheng came out.

The young companion of Qingyun Town, Lu Chen.

His father was also a cultivator of Qingyunmen, and he also went out to kill demons that year, but his father Lu Zhan returned safely, and now he is an elder of Qingyunmen.

The so-called father is high and the son is also expensive.

Two horses are riding, and slaves are accompanying them, and the scenery is incomparable.

The childhood friends of the year are no longer together.

Gu Yusheng looked up at Lu Chen, it was a pair of smug and arrogant eyes.

Lu Chen raised his hand, the carriage stopped, and the servants around him all stared at Gu Yusheng with a somewhat playful expression.

Today, Gongzi Ye entered Qingyunmen, and the Lu family is going to produce another monk, and now he has met a young playmate, and the servants know Gongzi's thoughts.

Have fun and have fun.

The corners of Lu Chen's mouth raised slightly, "Gu Yusheng, you are actually paying tribute to your coward-like father?" ”

Gu Yusheng put his hands on his sleeves, the knuckles of the fingers hidden in his sleeves turned white, and he spoke: "My father is not a coward. ”

"He is."

Lu Chen's voice was slightly higher.

Several slaves and maids next to the driver were covering their faces and snickering.

A year ago, three thousand monks went out of Qingyun to Qingping Prefecture to kill demons, Gu Yusheng's father Gu Bai was also one of them, originally it was a feat to kill demons in battle, and when they returned, there would be people to welcome the souls of heroes.

But that year, many people were killed in the battle, and they were almost wiped out, and Gu Yusheng's father also did not come back, and his companions only brought back an unsheathed sword.

Not long after, news came out in Qingyun Town that Gu Yusheng's father, Gu Bai, didn't even have the courage to draw his sword in the face of demon beasts, and was chased by demon beasts all over Qingping Prefecture, and was finally swallowed by a big demon.

[Gu Bai is a coward]

It is something that must be talked about after tea in Qingyun Town.

"He's not."

Gu Yusheng bit his lip and replied.

For so many years, he has always believed that his father, who walked out of the peach blossom forest with a sword, was a demon slaying hero.

"He is."

Lu Chen spread his hands, his eyes fell on the wooden sword on Gu Yusheng's waist, and sneered:

"I don't believe you asked the people of Qingyun Town."

"He's not a coward!"

Gu Yusheng's hand hidden in his sleeve was clenched into a fist, his thin body trembled slightly, and his lips were bitten white.

"Then it's not, hahaha."

Lu Chenyang whipped the horse.

The horse's hooves splashed mud on Gu Yusheng's body again.

Gu Yusheng stood in place stupidly.

There was a burst of laughter from the carriage.

"The coward's son has also gone up to the mountain to practice."

The harsh sound was not blown away by the spring breeze, but became clearer and clearer in the ears.

"He's not."

Gu Yusheng snorted, and his voice was so small that he couldn't even hear it.

He only felt that his eyes were swelling, and when he looked up, his eyes were already red, and he almost wanted to cry.

in his eyes.

Qingping Mountain is very high, so high that Gu Yusheng looks up, and he can't always see the top of the mountain.

But he always felt that his father's figure was higher back then.

"Daddy, how tall is Qingping Mountain?"

"For the rest of your life, you can't see the top of the mountain because you are in the abyss, and you have to go up and climb to the top of the mountain, so that you can see the world from the cliff."

"Daddy, have you seen it at the top?"

Gu Bai didn't answer that year, maybe he said something, but it was blown away by the wind, and Gu Yusheng didn't hear it.

"One day, I will climb to the top of the clouds to see."

Gu Yusheng swore with a wooden sword in his hand.

If his father had seen it when he reached the top, he would have followed his father's figure.

If my father hadn't climbed to the top and seen it back then, then he would have to go to the top to see it.

How high is this mountain?

How vast the world is.

"It's a good thing for a young man to climb high and look far away, but don't forget to look at the road under your feet."

Gu Yusheng turned around, and an old man followed him calmly.

The old man was in tattered clothes, his temples were white, his eyes were sunken, his cheekbones were slightly high, he didn't know how old he was, he was unusually short, and he carried a huge long black wooden box behind him, some like a piano box, more like a sword box.

The old man held a bamboo cane and pointed to the ground, and Gu Yusheng realized that there was a big hole in the road under his feet.

"Thank you, sir."

Gu Yusheng gave up.

The old man was gasping with a pestle, and the drizzle fell on the old man's sideburns and old clothes, and the wind blew his silver hair and his robes fluttering, and his robes were hunting, but the wooden box behind him was not stained with spring rain and smoke.

The old man's cloudy gaze swept over the wooden sword on Gu Yusheng's waist, and then at the gourd that Gu Yusheng was carrying behind him, and he instantly felt a little energetic.

"Boy, give me a sip of wine?"

Gu Yusheng hesitated and said, "This wine is for my father." ”

"You are still young, even if your father is alive, I can eat this wine."

The old man beckoned to Gu Yusheng and motioned for Gu Yusheng to sit beside him and rest.

Gu Yusheng walked over, took off the wine gourd on his back and handed it to the old man silently.

The old man opened the plug and sniffed lightly for a while, and sighed: "The best peach blossom wine." ”

Anyway, drink it all.

Gu Yusheng's eyes widened with curiosity, over the years, he had lived in poverty, and the wine in the gourd was just self-taught and self-brewed, mixed with a few peach blossoms, it was by no means a good wine, but Gu Yusheng saw that the old man was full of frost and dust, as if he had crawled through his life in the world, he had a lot of affection, if he didn't work hard, he would be like this with a pot of turbid wine.

Thinking of this, Gu Yusheng's expression became more and more determined.

"This year's peach blossom wine has been drunk, and I will come to get another pot next year."

The old man stroked his beard in his heart, and handed the wine gourd to Gu Yusheng with satisfaction.

Gu Yusheng hung the gourd on his back, never took his eyes off the wooden box on the old man's back, thought about the gift of wine, and mustered up the courage to ask, "Old man, what is in here?" ”

"A demon sword."

The old man replied calmly, raised his thick finger and pointed at the wooden sword on Gu Yusheng's waist.

"Your sword is also good, I will exchange it with you?"

Gu Yusheng subconsciously clinged to the wooden sword on his waist, his eyes fell on the wooden box, and vaguely, Gu Yusheng could see the incomparably mysterious inscriptions on the wooden box, and those inscriptions were even more mysterious than the inscriptions on the town demon tablet at the entrance of Qingyun Town.

The sword inside must be a peerless sword.

The thought of exchanging was gone in a flash.

This wooden sword is carved day and night by my father who searched all over the peach blossom forest and picked the best piece of peach wood.

Gu Yusheng remembered that when his father was carving the figure on the other side, he drank wine under the peach blossom forest for half a month.

Gu Yusheng shook his head resolutely and replied, "No." ”

The old man seemed to smile.

"It's a pity."

"Old man, the sword is in the box, is it difficult to pull it out when you meet a demon beast?"

Gu Yusheng wanted to get an answer from others.

An excuse to comfort yourself.

For a year, he had been sleepless day and night, and he regretted that he had never seen his father draw his sword.

He's dead.

Gu Yusheng has never seen it.

It's like a nightmare.

The people of Qingyun Town said that his father was a coward who did not dare to draw his sword when he encountered a demon.

Gu Yu has hatred for the rest of his life.

hated his father and did not draw his sword.

It would be nice if his father drew his sword.

At least there is no need to bury it in that peach blossom forest, and the two heroic characters of 'Gu Bai' can be left on the demon stele.

"No, the sword is hidden in the box, just to better unsheath and kill the demon!"

The old man barely hesitated, he put the bamboo cane aside and slowly stood up.

The old man's figure is no longer so thin, the spring breeze blows through the face full of frost and dust, the old man's eyes are like torches, his body is straight, and the sword box behind him is ringing.

The voice fell.

The sword is unsheathed.

A wisp of cyan sword is like a silk rain flowing into the empty mountain.

The peach blossoms all over the world are flying, one by one, one petal after another, and then the endless sea of flowers falls on the young man's cheeks.

The oozing sword qi burst through the sky like a white sun and stars.

The sword light Baohua rushed to the bullfight, and the sky was dim and the sword was shining.

Gu Yusheng didn't get the answer he wanted, but his eyes became extremely bright.

This sword, like a lamp in the night, guided him forward.

Zheng!

The sword returns.

There was still bright red demon blood oozing from the tip of the sword!

Suddenly into the box.

"The sword is not out of its sheath, and that's because it's not yet time!"

The old man suddenly stretched out his hand, put it on Gu Yusheng's shoulder, and patted it gently.

He looked at the rest of his life, no longer vicissitudes.

Incredibly bright.

"The sword is out of the world, the most difficult to kill the demon, the silk rain brews peach blossoms, and sends you into the clouds!"

The old man's voice murmured.

Wait for the rest of your life to regain your eyes.

The world is silent.

Look to the side again.

Where is the figure of the old man?

Lier chariots, horses and horses, a road to Qingyun.

Gu Yusheng has arrived in front of Qingyun Mountain!