Halfway up the Funiu Mountain, the old man looked at the crowd on the opposite side and said softly, "I took this earring." ”

"This is the treasure of my view, how can you steal it at will!" Although the beautiful woman was afraid of the old man's strength, she still held on to her momentum and did not fall behind, and said loudly.

The old man shook his head: "This is my thing. ”

"It's nonsense, this is what I left behind by the previous viewer, when did it become your thing!" the female said angrily, her eyes almost wanting to breathe fire.

The old man didn't bother to say anything more, took a deep look in the direction of the mountain, sighed and was about to turn away.

"Wait! you just want to just walk away?"

Chen Mingye took a step forward: "Everyone, please don't be impulsive, it's better to think twice about everything." ”

He originally meant to dissuade him, but he didn't expect that the Dao Gu on the other side really stopped when he heard this.

"Wait, senior!" she shouted at the old man's back, as if she had suddenly remembered something.

The old man did not have the slightest intention of stopping, and led the horse to continue down the mountain.

The woman was anxious, and hurriedly asked, "Are you the White Sword Immortal?"

Is it Bai Jian Immortal again? Chen Mingye on the side was stunned for a moment, these three words he also heard the old Taoist of Jiuding Mountain shout out on Yunmengze.

The old man turned a deaf ear and kept walking.

"Senior, if it was really you, the Lord had left you something back then. The female Dao sighed and said another sentence.

And the old man's footsteps finally stopped at that moment.

"What else could there be?" the old man asked casually.

"If you really see each other, come with us. The female Taoist sighed, turned her head and shook her head slightly at the group of people behind her, everyone glanced at the old man not far away, turned back one after another, and returned to the mountain.

The old man stood still, motionless.

Chen Mingye glanced at Xiaohong beside him, but Xiaohong quietly waved at him and motioned for him to go to the old man's side. He scratched his head and walked towards the old man.

And when he walked to the old man's side, Chen Mingye realized that the old man's whole person was trembling slightly.

"Senior ......" Chen Mingye was about to say something, but hesitated for a while.

"I'm fine...... I've lived for most of my life, and I haven't seen any winds and waves, but today I let you kid see a joke. The old man smiled and looked at Chen Mingye beside him.

"We're all here, why don't you take a look?" Chen Mingye proposed.

The old man nodded: "It's not a Longtan tiger's den, it's okay to ride a horse and watch the flowers." ”

The female dao behind him watched silently, as if waiting for them to come over again.

Xiaohong jumped two steps, came to Dao Gu's side, and said with a grin: "Dao Chang is good!"

When the beautiful woman saw such a pink-carved jade doll, she felt pity in her heart, and said softly: "The little girl is so cute." ”

"Hehe, thank you for the compliment," Xiaohong shook her little head happily and asked the beautiful woman Taoist, "Daoist, did you just shout that Bai Jianxian is the old man?"

"Well, Poor Dao is just a guess," the female Dao sighed, her beautiful eyes slowly swept over Xiaohong's body, and asked interestingly, "Little girl, are you familiar with that senior?"

"No," Xiaohong stretched out her little white hand and wrapped it around the corner of her clothes, looking a little shy, "My eldest brother and I are also grandfathers who only met halfway, and he is very good and has helped us a lot." ”

If Chen Mingye were here, and saw the quiet and virtuous appearance of Xiaohong, who had always been eccentric, he was afraid that his jaw would fall.

The female Dao smiled slightly and said: "You don't have to be nervous when talking to me, we Jingyue Guan has always liked peace and peace, and we don't like to fight, today's incident is just an accident." ”

"Uh-huh," Xiao Hong nodded vigorously, "Dao Chief, can you tell Xiao Hong the story of the White Sword Immortal?"

The female Dao seemed to be slightly stunned, and then chuckled: "It's okay, that person's affairs are not secret, but the time has been too long, and the rivers and lakes have forgotten those former rumors." ”

Xiaohong rubbed her hands excitedly, looking expectant.

"Jianghu has never been a place with a good memory, people are used to seeing too many famous geniuses, and they have long been accustomed to those famous giants disappearing. However, the rivers and lakes thirty years ago amazed the whole era because of one person. The female Taoist priest slowly spoke with a somewhat complicated gaze.

"That person, is that the old man?" Xiaohong looked surprised.

"I don't know if it's him, but at that time, there was only one sentence spread on the rivers and lakes, the sword is white, invincible in the world, and the so-called white sword immortal came from at what time. Nu Dao shook her head, "But no one has ever known what his name is or what he looks like, only that his swordsmanship is so superb that it far surpasses all his peers of that era." ”

"Bai Jianxian was invincible when he debuted, starting from the Western Regions, going down the Nanjiang River, and challenging almost all the masters of the martial arts evaluation list on the rivers and lakes at that time, without any defeat. The female Dao said here and sighed, looking at the figure of the old man in the short shirt, "The last news is that he defeated the owner of the Xiao Sword Village of Dongwu, turned around and disappeared into the rivers and lakes. ”

"Huh?" Xiaohong was slightly puzzled when she heard this, "But we met the old man in Jingzhou." ”

A light bloomed in the female Dao's eyes, and she nodded: "That's good, there is no news of him on the rivers and lakes, but the Guan Master knows clearly that he went to Nanchu at that time to challenge one of the most powerful grandmasters in the world at that time." ”

Xiao Hong's eyes blinked and looked at the female Taoist priest seriously, and the old man over there was slowly walking towards this side with Chen Mingye leading the horse.

"Dao Chief, who is that Grandmaster you are talking about?"

"The prince of Nanchu is also a great master of swordsmanship. ”

"Huh, what happened, that means that the White Sword Immortal went to Nanchu to challenge, and never appeared again?" Xiaohong focused her suspicious gaze on the old man's body, and always felt that it seemed to be faintly consistent with the old man's identity.

No one knows what the truth is, but we look at the Lord and go to him at that time. ”

"Hey, do you know the Lord and the White Sword Immortal?" Xiao Hong was a little confused, "Didn't you say that the White Sword Immortal has been challenging since his debut, how could he know the Lord of the Audience?"

The female Dao shook her head and said, "I don't know exactly how it is, we only learned about these things later when we sorted out the relics of the Guan Lord." ”

"At that time, the contemplator was seriously injured and returned to Funiu Mountain to create the current Jingyue Temple, and devoted himself to teaching us. The female Taoist recalled, faintly shining with starlight, "She is a very gentle person, but she is very strict when teaching, and when we make a mistake, it is often a punishment." She said that someone taught her step by step like this back then. ”

Xiaohong's eyes widened and she pouted, with some speculation in her heart.

"Most of our disciples are learning sword cultivation, at that time, the fame of the White Sword Immortal was still circulating in the rivers and lakes, but there was no trace of the White Sword Immortal in the rivers and lakes, and we fledgling boys were naturally very yearning for such a mythical character. ”

"Until a noon chat, that time unreachably talked about the sword immortal who single-handedly suppressed the entire rivers and lakes, the master's face was full of nostalgia, and she told us that one day the white sword immortal would come back. ”

"At that time, we all thought that this was an agreement between the master and the White Sword Immortal, because although the master had never said anything about himself and the White Sword Immortal at that time, we all had a faint guess. Several of our master's personal disciples often secretly said in private that the sword immortal is powerful, not only the swordsmanship is powerful, but also the deception is also powerful, and all such a powerful master as us has been deceived away. You must know that our master is a famous figure on the rouge list and the martial arts evaluation list, and in the years when Bai Jianxian disappeared, our master's limelight was not bad compared to it. ”

"The master rarely talks about the sword fairy, but we all know that she has been waiting for the white sword fairy to come back, and we have always believed that the sword fairy who is invincible in the world will definitely come back, and at that time, we must ask him for a few powerful sword moves. ”

"It's just that the master didn't wait for him to come back until he died. ”

"Later, when we sorted out the master's relics, we learned that the master had gone to save him, but we didn't even see his face, and it was that serious injury that made the master return here, and waited for him to come back with peace of mind. We all thought, in fact, in the master's heart, we should also know that the sword fairy can't come back at all, but she never seems to have lost hope, she always seems to feel that that man can create miracles, our master, who has clearly stood at the peak of the world's martial arts, always seems to be so small willingly when facing that man. ”

After the female Dao finished speaking, she let out a long sigh, and her eyes fell on the old Dao not far away.

Xiaohong's eyes were slightly red when she heard this, and then she turned her head hatefully to look at the old man who happened to walk over here: "Grandpa, why are you so ruthless!"

The old man looked at Xiao Hong, who was standing opposite him in a daze, confused: "What are you little girl talking about?"

"Hmph!" Xiaohong crossed her hands on her hips and glared at him fiercely with big eyes.

Chen Mingye walked over and stretched out his hand to hug her aside: "You little fool is making a lot of fun here." ”

"Well, little junior brother, I'm going to be angry!" Xiaohong is unhappy, very unhappy.

"Okay, okay, okay, will I take you to eat delicious food in a while?" Chen Mingye said helplessly, he really had no way to take this little senior sister.

"Hmph," Xiaohong still looked unhappy, but this time she didn't say anything more.

The old man stepped forward and looked at the beautiful woman in front of him and said lightly, "Lead the way." ”

The female Dao glanced at the old man deeply, and there seemed to be an inexplicable look in her eyes: "Senior, can you tell the junior before this, whether you are the White Sword Immortal?"

When the old man heard this, he looked up at the endless sky above his head, and laughed: "Where did the sword immortal come from? ”

Li Yuebai.

Chen Mingye's expression moved when he heard this, and it was not until this moment that he knew the name of this old-timer.

The female Taoist nodded slightly: "Then, Senior Li, please come with the juniors." ”

The four of them then walked up the mountain, Chen Mingye and the old man each led a horse, and the female Taoist walked in front with Xiaohong talking and laughing softly.

The originally crowded mountain road passed through the momentum just now, and it was so desolate that there was no human population at the moment, and the red maple leaves all the way to the mountain were smeared, and even the red glow was all over the ground with the feet.

The old man was still wearing a short shirt, and this ordinary appearance that could no longer be found when he was thrown into the crowd, no one could believe that he would be the white sword immortal who was once famous and famous in the rivers and lakes.

What Chen Mingye knew was that the set of Xuanjia was hidden in the old man's bag, except for the battle that had just come out of Yunmengze Lake, he had never seen him wear it again. He was slightly puzzled, if there was really such a White Sword Immortal who had shaken the entire rivers and lakes, why had there never been such a name on the martial arts evaluation list of the rivers and lakes, and why had there never been such a name in his impression?

The old man didn't speak all the way, but his hands kept gently rubbing the crescent-shaped earrings in his palms.

Chen Mingye walked casually, and vaguely realized the reason why the old man deliberately proposed to take a walk from Funiu Mountain.

In fact, in his impression, he has some understanding of the Yuexia Fairy back then.

Fairy Yuexia seems to be a native of Yuzhou, and if you think about it, she finally chose Funiu Mountain to open a sect and establish a view, which can be regarded as a choice for Ye Luo to return to his roots. As for this Jingyue view, Chen Mingye remembered the old man's words just now, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook slightly.

Yuexia Fairy's real name is Lin Jing, and it is understandable to take the word Jing, so where did the word "Yue" that appeared in her name and even in her name come from?

The answer seems to be self-evident.

Li Yuebai, it should be the reason.

He turned his head and glanced at the old man beside him again, there was a rare silence on his old face, you know, since the encounter, this old man has never given up the opportunity to mock himself. Chen Mingye reached into the package and took out a wine bag: "Senior, do you want to take two sips?"

The old man glanced at him, but ignored him.

Chen Mingye scratched his head, bored himself, and simply opened the stopper himself, ready to take a sip. Who knew that Xiao Hong, who had been paying attention to the situation here, immediately turned around quickly from the front, and the figure came to Chen Mingye's side in a flash, stretching out his little hand to snatch the wine bag in Chen Mingye's hand.

The female Taoist priest was suddenly taken aback by Xiaohong's ghostly speed, and even Chen Mingye was almost caught by Xiaohong when he was unprepared, but fortunately, he reacted quickly and directly stretched out his arm and lifted the wine bag.

"Little junior brother!" Xiao Hong seemed to be a little angry, her hands were stretched high, and she couldn't reach the wine bag in Chen Mingye's hand.

"What are you doing, Senior Sister!" Chen Mingye looked at the little girl's delicate appearance and replied with a smile.

"You've just woken up and you're going to drink again, it's too much. Xiaohong seemed dissatisfied with his actions, "Hurry up and give that to me!"

Chen Mingye shrugged his shoulders: "Let's talk about it, you have to listen to me when you go down the mountain." ”

Xiaohong looked at him angrily: "I'm going back to tell Shizun!"

Chen Mingye coughed lightly and said, "It's all trivial, why should Xiaohong be so serious!"

Xiaohong swore and said: "The master said that the embankment of a thousand miles was destroyed in the anthill, and the prevention of micro problems must start from small things!"

"......" Chen Mingye's eyes widened, and he said like a ghost: "Are you really Xiaohong, where did you learn these words?"

"Hmph, Xiaohong can also read. The little girl looked proud, "There happened to be this sentence in the book that the little junior brother asked me to read last time!"

Chen Mingye sighed: "That's it, you have grown like this, listen to you." His hand slowly lowered, and he handed the wine bag in his hand to Xiaohong.

Xiaohong smiled and shook her head: "If the little junior brother is obedient, it's okay, the little junior brother should keep it himself." ”

Chen Mingye was slightly stunned.

The old man on the side looked at the two of them laughing, and there was a trance in his eyes.

On Funiu Mountain, another autumn wind blew through.

The old man stretched out his hand to grab a slowly falling maple leaf, looked up at the glow of the red maple sky, and murmured softly: "When we met in this mountain that year, the glow of the human face reflected red. The face of the person is unknown, and the glow still shines on the autumn wind. ”

"Jing'er, I missed the appointment, this time, it's time for you to punish me. ”