Si Dao's days were already quiet, and even more so without Cheng Yang.

Fortunately, Si Dao is a quiet person.

In the morning, he would practice the swordsmanship taught by Cheng Yang, and then take a morning class. Swordsmanship is not easy, ten years of hard practice, but it is just an introduction. The sword moves are changeable, and Si Dao mainly learns one trick - "stab". He stabbed a thousand times a day, with every stab with all his might, and every time he stabbed with perfection.

In the afternoon, he took care of Lingtian before he could practice, still practicing swordsmanship. The process was boring and tiring, but the priest persevered, without the slightest procrastination and cutting corners. It is worth mentioning that he often thinks of the "sword of killing intent" of quitting killing monks. Occasionally, he imitated the exercises, but he always resembled them but did not look alike.

In the evening, he began his daily practice. Since the breakthrough innate time, the spirit stone has not yet been issued. Without the assistance of spirit stones, the speed of cultivation is not fast. However, he was not the slightest bit impatient. When he was tired of cultivation, he studied the "Ice Lotus Decision". The progress of "Ice Lotus Decision" is extremely slow. The basic principle of "Ice Lotus Decision" is the same as "Spiritual Possession", but the difficulty is different from heaven and earth.

Before going to bed, he likes to play the piano and play quietly late at night.

This night, he changed his usual life, rode a thousand paper cranes, and wandered aimlessly in the fairy territory. Suddenly, a crisp singing voice appeared.

It's a girl's voice. This wisp of singing is very crisp and pleasant, like a heavenly sound, as if there is a special magic power, attracting Si Dao and leading Si Dao to find the source of sound.

Soon, Si Dao saw a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl. She sat on the edge of a boulder, following the rhythm and shaking her feet, not at all afraid of the high cliff beneath her feet. Under the illumination of the spiritual lamp, although you can't see the distance, the scenery under the boulder is still clear, it is a sea of flowers, colorful, brilliant and dazzling, and there is a special hazy beauty under the night.

When Si Dao approached, the girl also looked at him, her eyes a little cold, but there was also a hint of surprise and curiosity.

"Hello junior sister. Si Dao subconsciously greeted.

He didn't feel the slightest spiritual power on the other party. At the same time, the other party gave him too clear and pure. The other party's singing voice is scattered, and it is also unique to a girl. This tone of voice is not something that can be imitated at random.

In the Hehuan Sect, voice and appearance are not the criteria for judging age. Cultivating immortals, once they break through the realm, their longevity will be greatly improved, and their appearance will not be old. However, at the age of fourteen or fifteen, he has just entered the sect, and there is basically no cultivation at all. What's more, Si Dao didn't feel the slightest spiritual power on the girl.

In Si Dao's opinion, if the other party was not a girl, it would be impossible for him to have such clean eyes, without impurities, as if he was born and not swayed by everything else.

The girl didn't care about Si Dao's greeting, nor did she respond, she just glanced at Si Dao and ignored it completely, as if Si Dao didn't exist at all. She actually sang to herself, exactly the same as before.

It is worth mentioning that this time, the other party actually hummed "The truth that you leave".

[Could it be that the girl and the fairy know each other, and I heard this song from the fairy. 】

"The truth that you leave" was originally full of sadness and nostalgia, but when it comes out of the girl's mouth, it naturally adds a layer of youthful flavor. It's not that it's not good, it's just that it's very different from the interpretation of the original song.

That's what the girl's voice is. The girl probably didn't understand the sorrow yet. Therefore, the feeling of her singing is very different from the original song.

This sense of confusion gives rise to a special sense of humor. This made Si Dao's heart not as solemn as before, which made Si Dao couldn't help laughing.

His smile immediately attracted the girl's attention. The girl frowned slightly, not knowing whether she was angry that she didn't sing well, or angry at Sidao's ridicule.

"I'm sorry, junior sister. I didn't mean to. Si Dao returned to his composure and apologized.

Afterwards, the girl did not reply, and continued to hum a little song to herself.

"May I sit down here?" Si Dao put away the paper crane, walked over to the girl, and asked calmly.

The girl glanced at Si Dao, nodded, and continued to hum her own song. The little songs she hummed were something Si Dao had never heard before, but each one was particularly good. Listening to the girl humming, Si Dao felt very enjoyable.

In this way, the two sat strangely and harmoniously together, without any dialogue between them. It's just that one person sings, the other listens. They all looked ahead, at the endless sea of flowers, at the darkness in the distance.

When the girl is tired of singing, Si Dao will also hum two sentences. What he sings is naturally the music of his previous life. The style of music is quite different from this era.

But what is beautiful is always beautiful, and it will not change because of different times.

When Si Dao hummed, the girl listened very carefully, and even hummed along. As long as Si Dao hummed it once, she could sing it skillfully, and she sang much better than Si Dao.

After a long time, Si Dao got up and prepared to leave.

At this time, the girl spoke to Si Dao for the first time. She asked, "What's your name?"

The girl asked, but did not say her name.

"Si Dao!" Si Dao responded.

"Si Dao?" After the girl heard this, she looked at Si Dao seriously.

"Yes!" Si Dao nodded in acknowledgement. He knew that his fame was not small, and it was not a good one.

The girl didn't care, though. She just stayed for a moment, and then continued, "Where did you get the tune you just hummed, and why did I never listen to it?"

"Some of them were hummed to me when my parents were alive. Some of them are, I've thought of myself over the years. Si Dao replied casually.

The girl showed envy: "It's so good, I don't even know who my parents are!"

It was the first time she had shown her expression.

Si Dao patted the girl's head and comforted, "At least, they still brought you to this wonderful world." ”

After hearing this, the girl smiled suddenly and nodded: "Hmm!"

In this way, in the midst of the unclear, the two met for the first time.