Leaving the small village where he grew up, it was a new world in the eyes of Mo Lingfan, and he saw the vast grassland outside, strange flowers, elusive spirit beasts, and even willow trees fluttering on the side of the road, which also made him feel that the new world was showing favor to him, but it was no wonder that he was so curious, after all, he had not had the opportunity to observe these things carefully since he was a child.

Now being able to go out of the countryside and live a wandering life may be a happy thing for a teenager, seeing him take a look at it, Tang Xiaolan couldn't help but smile and said, "Are you going to get married?" ”

"What is getting married, are you happy?" he didn't know what marriage was, and the rural life since he was a child was soaked in the simple atmosphere of the countryside, so he replied innocently. And after all, girls develop earlier than boys, and she has followed her grandfather since she was a child, so she understands more and is more precocious, so in the face of this strange answer...

She naturally laughed, it was the old artist who opened his mouth to stop the two from talking about boring topics, he gently pulled Lingfan to his side, and said softly: "Lingfan, do you know what swordsmanship the old bone taught you?"

"Lingfan doesn't know," the child replied.

"Lianyun fell three times, one fell to break the sky, two fell to the ground, and three fell to the heart. "His vicissitudes of life are old stories.

"You have to remember that the people who are alive in this world are not afraid of the sky or the earth, only the human heart is the heart of all sword intent. This is Lian Yun Sanshen's experience" After speaking, he didn't care whether he understood it or not, and continued to hurry.

"Actually, you don't have to care about what grandpa said, that's their generation's business, Lianyun Sanshen pays attention to force control, so as long as you practice hard, you can learn" This is Tang Xiaolan came up and told him.

At this time, Lingfan also followed, and while walking, he experienced the meaning of Zhuxin, he was forced to cry and read poems by his father, and he also understood the word Zhuxin, but the meaning of the word Zhuxin is extremely extensive. However, the child's thinking is not open, so he thought of his father, why did his father leave him, and his father's departure made him sad and sad, which was a sense of loss.

may be a meaning of the heart, he waits hard for his father to come back every day, but his heart is getting more and more uncomfortable day by day, because his father has not appeared, and he is full of tears when he looks home. It may be a sense of loss, a sense of sadness.

His state at the moment has undergone a subtle change, and the old artist Tang has also discovered that something is wrong, it is a new thing being generated, but it is slowly accumulating, but Lingfan keeps enduring it, and he doesn't know what happened.

Thinking about it, he thought of his second relative, that is, his grandfather, who even liked him since he was a child, told him interesting stories in the village, and told him stories of chivalry and brotherhood. Compared with his father's indifferent feelings, he relied more on Grandpa Lian, that kind of kindness.

This is when he found out that he would not be able to see his grandfather in the future, and the sadness of parting for a while came to his heart, saying that the child's heart was big, and he didn't feel it when he left, and when he really couldn't see it, he began to be sad, yes, he forgot his grandfather for the sake of the outside world.

He began to have fantasies, thinking that his grandfather was cleaning the courtyard alone, trimming the flowers and plants in the yard, and looking up at the sky from time to time, that was missing himself. Thinking of this, he became more and more uncomfortable.

The original pain of longing and the parting pain of the new life caused a lot of pressure and depression in his body, and black qi began to gather on the surface of his body. This made Donald Artist also stunned, even if he was a person who had seen the world, he also understood the experience of this set of swordsmanship, but all this happened to a child and caught him off guard.

But he is also a person who has lived so old, and it is clear how to deal with it, "Lingfan, don't think about how sad those things are, pick up the sword and wield it, and what is chopped out is what you can change." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up the small wooden sword like crazy, and swung it wildly in the distance, and the sword qi split out one wind blade after another, cutting the grassland and green land, leaving one trace after another, deeper and deeper. This kind of sword-like venting without sword intent inadvertently stimulated his potential.

Tang Xiaolan on the side was stunned, it turned out to be sword qi, but Tang Lao Artist smiled without a trace, thinking in his heart, "The sword of the old bone has not been passed on to the wrong person, it is a good seedling." ”

After a period of venting, Mo Lingfan stopped and gasped. said slowly, "A hundred years is easy to go, people are irretrievable, and a thousand days of parting are worried." Lingfan will not forget this kindness. With that, he knelt down at the sword mark in front of him.

Both of them knew that he understood the intentions of the old village chief, and passed on his sword to help him, so that he could master the sword qi so quickly, or had never used a sword before.

After putting away the sword, they continued to hurry, this time Lingfan seemed to have grown a lot, and he was no longer so happy along the way, and silently rushed to the road.