Originally, the peach blossom trees in the mountains are connected to the big You Cave sky, because July is coming, and they are all thankful for a seven, seven, eighty, eight, eight, and eight, known as the big You peach blossoms in March and April, and the good story of smelling the peony in the clouds in June and July.

The stream of Dayoudong is murmuring, inexhaustible in autumn and winter, flowing out along the right side of the cave and flowing into Yunzhong Lake. Tracing the river into the hole, full of peach blossoms, the walls on both sides of the bank, half a mile, suddenly open, don't have a day. Among them, there are more than ten acres of fields, surrounded by mountains, all cliffs, as if isolated from the world. Therefore, even if the peach blossoms are gone, with this beautiful scenery, people will not come and return disappointed.

I heard that there is a crane red Danxia red cliff, its appearance is difficult to name, it is breathtaking.

At this time, a young man, dressed in luxurious clothes, with two jade pendants on his waist whispering in the wind, casually scraped out a touch of red glow wall soil from the crack in the wall, and then kneaded his thumb and index finger into ash, and blew it gently, and the red ash went away with the wind.

An old man next to him with a fairy wind and bones scolded with a smile: "Every time you come here, you have to rub a little terracotta from this Danxia red cliff, and then go on like this, this can be called a famous place of interest Danxia red wall is really not left at all, and it is seen by a group of tourists who like vassal elegance, and you must not be scolded to a mess." ”

The young man only chuckled, what kind of plant and grass could he take from this Great Youdong Heaven? He was the next generation of cave masters of the Great Youdong Heaven, and he had the qualifications to inherit the torch.

The man didn't answer the question, but his eyes were warm: "In a few days, it will be a gathering of the Tao and the sword once every five years, if we win again this time, then our Dayou Dongtian should also be overwhelmed." ”

The old man with a snowy head was noncommittal, and changed the topic: "In fact, no matter how low the reputation of the sword village in the clouds is, it is impossible to go anywhere, after all, every year the sword is given to the rivers and lakes, even if most of them take the sword and leave, there will always be a few people who value love and righteousness will remember this friendship." ”

The old man is now the cave master of the Great You Cave, he has never fought with others, and the sword spirit of the sword village in the clouds is magnificent, but he has a unique taste in this world, calm and peaceful.

The young man's gaze wandered as he looked at the words on a plaque and was silent.

"Who comes alone today, leaning on the sword and only looking forward", he wants to change this poem, it should not be "only the head", he thinks it should be "the head alone". After so many years and the two flowers of Jianzhuang in the clouds, it is not a good feeling to be evenly divided.

The old man seemed to see through the young man's thoughts, and said slowly: "People live right and wrong, fight for the strength of the moment, and always can't fight for the strength of the first life. I didn't expect to be misinterpreted by a deliberate visitor, not to say that I wanted to fight for the eldest and second boss. Each has its own good, and we live freely and freely in the big Youdong Tianhuo. ”

The young man mostly listened to the words of the old ancestor, but did not have the slightest intention of putting them into action. After a while, he gently rubbed a little red ash from the red wall, and then gently blew it away.

"I heard that the person who discussed the Tao and the sword with us this time was Yu Qiushu, what do you think?" the old man asked when he saw that the young man was no longer thinking about it, and wanted to test him.

After the young man blew the last bit of red ash in his hand, he smiled brightly and said to the old ancestor: "Yu Qiushu, if I only talk about the Tao, I will definitely lose, but when I talk about the Tao, I also talk about the sword, the focus is on the sword rather than the Tao, and I think he still preaches the sermon without preaching with the sword." ”

He came to visit the ancestor this time because he wanted to learn the Tao, after all, five years ago, he and Zhong Li were actually on the Dao Debate, and they were completely defeated! If it weren't for the narrow victory of the Sword Debate, he might have lost the whole game.

And the brainless Zhongli sword is also refreshing, after the sword is defeated, he doesn't say much, and he generously admits that his swordsmanship is insufficient, but what people never expected is that there is no news. It's no wonder that after all, he was pinned on high hopes, saying that he was a sword in the clouds, but in the end, the sword move failed.

Jianghu swordsmen have had that unspeakable obsession since ancient times, some people say it is good, some people say it is bad, and each has its own comments.

The old man smiled strongly, and said, "Kendo, kendo, how can the sword be separated from the way?"

The young man patted the lime on his hand, knowing that it was difficult for him to learn the mysterious Tao from the mouth of his ancestor. He said goodbye to his ancestors, but the ancestors did not answer.

When the young man walked more than twenty steps, a sudden wave of power swept over.

"Ancestor, why..."The young man felt a palpitating oppression,

There seemed to be anger in the old man's eyes, and he pressed the void with his big hand, and the thunder around him trembled slightly, and he shouted: "Kneel!"

The young man knelt on the ground in response, but his eyes were full of unwillingness.

The old ancestor looked at his sit-down disciple with a disappointed face, thinking that in the past five years, he had been preaching to him every day, and he could understand the sentence "There is no dispute with the world, and the Tao is natural".

Unexpectedly, the obsession became deeper. Gone astray and going further and further.

"If you still want to win Yu Qiushu with the method of winning Zhongli's sword like you did five years ago, then you don't win this gathering of Dao and sword!" If the sky is about to rain heavily, Lei Gong will go first. Shook the young man to the point of bleeding.

The young man's face was painful, but he did not have the slightest cowardice, full of grief and indignation, and the jade pendant on his waist trembled slightly, and a three-foot green blade stood on his head, wanting to relieve the coercion.

In the future, he wants to become the person who carries the Ding of the Great Youdong Heaven, so he has the responsibility of carrying forward the past and opening up the future for the Great Youdong Heaven. He didn't think there was anything wrong, kendo, the way of the kendo that can be won is qualified to be inherited.

Seeing that he was obsessed, the old man smiled bitterly, and then the sharp sword was stirred out by the inexplicable momentum, and it was directly inserted into the Danxia Chibi.

But the old man never gave up his dead hand, just shook his head, sighed, and then drifted away.

The young man let out a breath of turbidity, and his green shirt was stained with ink from the blood flowing out, but he didn't pay much attention to it. But when he wanted to return with the sword, he found that his sword seemed to be rooted in the red cliff of Danxia just now, and it was difficult to move it.

The sword that was once commanded by himself is undeniable...

A cloudy mountain misty clear lake pondside, visitors come and go in an endless stream, this place is the lake in the clouds, the lake is full of peony, a beautiful scene.

And in an inconspicuous boundary by the lake, Jiang Chengzi is sitting with the second master to enjoy the scenery.

The second master pulled out a piece of grass and put it in his mouth, watching the microwave sparkling in the lake, and from time to time the carp came out of the water and jumped high. Jiang Chengzi looked at the grass around him and was a little worried.

"Second master, let's ask for a sword, when will it be requested, why does this sword village in the clouds look very magnificent, but the style of acting is petty, it's just a sword, can't we spend some money to buy it?" Yesterday I was beaten by that girl and fled, and now I still remember that scene vividly, if it wasn't for that beautiful sister to stop me, eighty percent of myself would have gone to Elysium.

The second master looked up at the sky, lay on the grass, and chuckled: "You give money?"

The little doctor hurriedly shook his head, his own pocket was destitute, and only a few herbs were worth a little money, but they were definitely not worth the money of a sword. Isn't it difficult for Wang Jingdao, who is indefatigable to buy for him, and of course he doesn't know that the swords of the Sword Village in the Cloud have been given away since ancient times, not sold, so it is difficult to find a thousand gold.

The second master looked at the little doctor with a sad face, and then sneered: "Was you beaten stupid yesterday?"

The little doctor's face was red.

"I see, it's good that I didn't beat you to death, and I have a virtue with that sour scholar, and I don't practice swords all day..."

"Doesn't I have no sword?" said the little doctor.

The second master gave the little doctor a chestnut, and said angrily: "If you don't have a sword, you can't practice the qi training method I taught you?" In the middle of the night, the third watch went to the pavilion to sit opposite the woman, and it really responded to the scholar's long talk all night, and if you were not killed, you would be blessed. ”

"The sour scholar is really sour, but Sister Peony is really good, but that girl feels more fierce than Wang Jingdao!" said the little doctor.

Since ancient times, which girl has not been fierce, and which girl has not been gentle? It all depends on who you meet. After the second master heard it, he just smiled, looking at the green mountains and green waters, and the thought that the green mountains were the same as they were would have been in this childish little doctor for some years to be seen.

Suddenly, the second master turned over and looked at the little doctor with an evil smile: "What do you think of your so-called Peony sister." ”

The little doctor's face turned even redder, and he whispered: "Of course I don't look good, and my personality is quite gentle and frugal, but my name is not good." Of course, he didn't have that kind of male and female thoughts, but he had talked about these things in private, and he felt more or less bad.

"Oh?" the second master snickered, but he didn't expect to say casually that this little doctor really took the bait.

"Peony, the name is not good, I used to read medicine books and literature. Seeing that peony can be used as medicine, it is the national color and fragrance of flowers, but the flower language is not good. The little doctor pondered for a while, but he didn't come up with what the peony flower language was, but he knew that it was not very good, so he simply didn't want to.

After hearing this, the second master laughed, oops, and scolded: "I want you to learn swords, you don't mention some medical things in the future, you can talk about swordsmanship if you want to talk, how long will it take for you to be willing to put down your medicine box and medicine bag?"

The little doctor thought for a while and said, "When you have a sword, you will have to bear the sword, just like you in the second master." The little doctor said with a sunny smile.

Some things are in the past, and he doesn't have so much leisure to do such things as seeing things and thinking about people. He only remembered in his head why he practiced swords.

The second master looked at the direction of the big you cave, and in a few days it was the gathering of the two families on the Tao and the sword, and it was the best time to "feed the trick" to the little doctor, and it was also thanks to the luck of the little doctor, who could see such a creation when he first learned the sword.

However, it is expected that the two Sword Village Owners and Dongtian Cave Owners should not make a move, just let the juniors fight and make trouble, even then it should be enough. If that big you cave heaven is rumored to be indifferent and the old cave master who has successfully entered the Tao makes a move, he may be able to make the little doctor realize something special.

And in the sword village in the clouds, there was a person who walked quickly through the inner garden, and saw a woman dressed in a Suluo dress embroidering female red, and smiled, so he said hello, and the woman nodded her head, which was not much indifference, but not much enthusiasm.

Yu Qiushu hurriedly entered the lobby of the Sword Village, while the old owner of the village, sitting on the red sandalwood chair, was concentrating on the two sheathed swords placed in the hall.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the eyes that were originally out of concentration suddenly came to shine.

"Yu Qiushu, meet the owner. The person knelt on the ground and saluted, and the old farmer waved his hand to get up, and then slowly walked off the stage.

"Qiushu, I urgently recruited you today, but in a few days, you will have to have a kendo discussion with Dayou Dongtian and their proud protégé. Now it's time to see how prepared you are for this. "The old owner is dressed in a gray robe and has a solemn temperament.

Yu Qiushu got up, but he didn't have the slightest casualness, he still stood respectfully in place, and replied elegantly and casually: "In terms of Taoism alone, the disciple thinks that he is not as open-minded as me, but when it comes to swords, Baili open-mindedness once made my senior brother lose with a sword, and I am not sure that I can dominate in this sword discussion." ”

The old owner smiled and said: "There are these two swords in the hall, which have been passed down from generation to generation in the village. If you win this time, one of them will be given to you. ”

Yu Qiushu's eyes flashed with a hint of imperceptible joy, but he didn't show it, and he was experienced in Qi cultivation and kung fu. Everyone knows the meaning of these two swords, one of which is the owner, and the other is a sword given to the Taoist. The meaning of the old farmer's words is already very obvious.

This sword was originally supposed to be given to his senior brother who was obsessed with practicing swords, and Yu Qiushu's eyebrows sank. This elegant man who convinces people with virtue in the sword village also has that bit of selfishness, and some people hope that they will never come back.

Even if he admires that person in his heart, that person's ambition is a sword, and his ambition is on the fragrance of peony flowers in the lake in the clouds, he can't say it, and he doesn't want to say it.

The old farmer seemed to see Confucianism's thoughts, pouted and smiled, and said quite oldly: "Your senior brother has been gone for five years, do you really want to let Peony wait for him all the time? Peony is also the age of starting a family now, and I can only rest assured that I have to become a family." There is nothing dead and rotten in this world, most of them are not waiting for people. You have prestige in the village and a foundation in kendo, so there is no need to feel ashamed. ”

After hearing this, Yu Qiushu immediately said excitedly: "Thank you, the old owner." ”

Lao Zhuang just waved his hand and asked him to step back. Yu Qiu's book will be willing, and he will retreat.

After the Confucian students went out, the old farmer pulled out his sword and said to himself: "A sword, don't blame the old man, no woman has five more years to wait for you, you can't change the time, let my daughter be in her prime, wait until her temples are white." ”

Confucian Sheng went out, stepped across the garden, and saw that the woman was carefully placing the finished female red in the Kong Ming lamp, and his heart was a little sour, but then he was relieved.

When the woman saw that the Confucian student had stopped for a long time, she had no intention of opening her mouth, and she pretended to turn a blind eye. She regarded this Confucian swordsman who was favored by her father and respected by her subordinates in the village as an ordinary comrade, and did not have too many open and honest words. Her mind was all on the idiot who had been practicing swords in the mountains since she was a child.

Seeing this situation, Confucian knew that he had eaten a closed door, so he didn't bother much, and turned around and walked out of the garden.

On the shore of the lake in the clouds, a young man was suddenly elated, and next to him was a man with a sword who was sleeping soundly.

The young man shook the man with the sword awake and cheered, "I remember the meaning of the peony." ”

The man with the sword looked impatient and said, "Get away." "I don't have a good temper with this young man who disturbs his dreams.

The young man had a dead face, and said to the man with the sword: "Peony flower language, according to the farewell, it is difficult to give up, and the sincerity remains the same!"

The man with the sword just let out a sigh and continued to fall asleep.