The bamboo garden is deep, and the green bamboo leaves like knives are flying all over the sky. Between the bamboo leaves, the cold light is cold, and the sword shadow flies like a butterfly.

The sound of the piano is sonorous, the fragrance of tea is leisurely, Chu Tao's eyes are slightly closed, his knuckles are lightly moved, and he meditates with the ancient song.

The wind is like cold and snow, drowning in the sound of the piano, as if it is in harmony with heaven and earth. As far as his eyes could see, the thin Mo'er was raising his sword to fight against the bamboo forest and the sky.

The song stopped. That's it. Feng Ruohan stroked his long beard and nodded towards Mo'er, his sturdy eyes shining.

Mo'er jumped from the bamboo forest into the small courtyard, like a gliding goose, quite unhappily put the sword behind him, and with a wipe of sweat on the rolled up sleeves, he picked up the teapot and poured a throat of water.

Under Feng Ruohan's disdainful eyes, Chu Tao smiled sullenly.

"Master Chu didn't even see how my swordsmanship was refined, it's boring!"

Feng Ruohan's face had straightened, and Mo'er had to obediently put his sword into the sheath and stand behind Feng Ruohan.

"The first move is to drink the white rainbow, the second move is to cross the sky, the third move is to flow through the clouds, and the last move to chase the wind and feathers was added by the seniors, originally you still wanted to make a move to go to sea?" Chu Tao calmly reported the sword move, "I'll listen to it." ”

Mo'er was surprised and didn't dare to say anything more.

Feng Ruohan raised his eyebrows slightly, and said half-smiling and half-rigorous: "The apprentice is the same as he was back then......"

"The seniors want to say that I am stubborn and do not change. Chu Tao looked at Mo'er carefully, just like looking at his former self. He knew that Feng Ruohan was also watching him carefully. However, it was too far away to be reckless, and the time when they were reckless in the bamboo garden is no longer recalled. Even this apprentice is so old and rusty.

"Master Chu, there is a question at the end of the year: When will the master come back?"

Chu Tao then remembered: That ruffian, I don't know how long I haven't come to Zhuyuan to see Mo'er. I thought that in these years, there should not be many people on the south bank who still remember Xie Junhe, but unexpectedly, Mo'er was in love.

"Soon, he'll be back. ”

"But you say that every time......"

"The promise of the head of the Feather Sword Sect. Chu Tao smiled, and he had to ask, Feng Ruohan "Huh?" as soon as he hinted, he obediently entered the house.

"There are a lot of rules. Chu Tao followed his figure for a long time, "Are those recruited swordsmen still behaved? Speaking of which, why didn't you see them?"

Feng Ruohan said: "Practicing swords is to be pure, I let them go to the valley." ”

"Could it be that it's listening to the sound, being settled, and being watery?" Chu Tao deeply understood the power of this, and smiled knowingly, "I really dare not forget the board I was exposed to when I was young." ”

"The cultivation of martial arts lies in the foundation, and if the root is not correct, it will eventually be exhausted. Do you remember what your teacher once taught you?"

Chu Tao knew this, so he didn't answer.

Feng Ruohan further provoked and asked, "When will you go back to Zhuyuan?"

"But wait. ”

"When is the time for retribution?"

Chu Tao was silent, fiddling with the teacup in his hand, and said for a long time: "When I don't owe each other with the rivers and lakes." ”

The light in Feng Ruohan's eyes dimmed, and he said leisurely: "Obsessed with the heart, it will damage the body in vain." ”

"But in a high place, I don't dare to get drunk. In the land of the south bank, the blood and rain have been overturned, and the responsibility of guarding the land is what to do? Chu Tao paused word by word, not allowing half a point. Although, Feng Ruohan was already so angry that his eyebrows trembled.

"The worries of the predecessors are clear to the disciples. It's just that I don't want to see more people die in vain under the sword of madness. Jiang Shaoyun is going to destroy the entire martial arts, and I can't watch the blood rushing in the long river. The seniors didn't want that either......"

"Tao'er...... You are becoming more and more like your father......" Feng Ruohan was rarely emotional, but at this moment, he stared at Chu Tao, as if staring at the naughty child when he was a child. "As a teacher, I am afraid that one day, you will also follow in your father's footsteps - Yu Daoyi, he has never done anything wrong, but the rivers and lakes can't tolerate him. ”

"The long river is bumpy, and it is like this every year, how can it be moved with the strength of one person? The huge rivers and lakes are for you and me, but a flat boat cannot contain the wind and waves. As a teacher, he is already old, and he can't compare to the ability of young people such as Er to chase the waves. Do you know that what you are doing now is tantamount to wanting to change the world......"

Chu Tao smiled slightly: "I just don't want to sit still." It's not that I want to provoke the trouble now. It's that the adversary is already in front of his own door. If I don't keep silent and let others slaughter me, do I still deserve to sit in the seat of the leader of the South Shore Alliance?"

A strange light flashed in Feng Ruohan's eyes, and then he sighed quietly, and then made a cup of bitter tea to Chu Tao - the best ink ice grass buds, green like thick ink, stretched in the high-grade clear spring, like a swallow dance. The tepid water is steaming hot, and the sweet tea fragrance is scented all around. "Seven points of temperature, seven points of tea soup, boiling is overflowing, surplus is about to lose. As the teacher's final admonition, I can only say it here. ”

This is Chu Tao's favorite tea. He bowed his hand and wanted to thank him. But the wind and cold have already turned over his face.

Just when he was embarrassed, the bamboo door was slammed, and the three swordsmen burst in angrily and shouted: "Don't do it!

It's just that as soon as they saw Chu Tao, they opened their mouths and were stunned.

"How?" Chu Tao looked at them soaking wet, quite funny.

Liu Siren chased after him with the Shura knife, and said in a long voice as before: "Brother Sun, stay!" At this moment, Feng Ruohan's face was already blue and gray.

"Master Chu, it's not that our brothers don't want to help, but this is too embarrassing!" Boss Sun spread his hands in embarrassment.

"Why?"

"To practice a sword formation, you have to practice some kind of meditation technique, and you don't shave your head to be a monk!"

"I put up with it, let me wait for the incomplete tone to listen to something...... Who can figure this out!"

"Not only do you want to listen to any sound, but what lacks virtue is to press people into the water!" The three of them complained one after another, complaining that Liu Siren looked innocent. And Feng Ruohan had already closed his eyes and was silent.

"So how did the three of them make themselves like this?" Chu Tao still laughed.

The three were speechless. And Liu Siren sighed, leaned to Chu Tao's side, and was about to whisper, when Feng Ruohan suddenly coughed, Liu Siren looked back and had to sigh. Chu Tao understands the intention of the wind and cold, just like he has put the problem in front of him countless times, whether it can be solved or not, but it depends on the creation.

"Master Chu, our brothers have always been comfortable, they don't have to worry about food and clothing with wine and meat, and it is not difficult to support themselves with this ability. The grievances on the road on weekdays are not less careful, this time we came as soon as you flew the pigeon, but ...... Now the brothers really can't help it! Not only us, but also ......" They stopped talking about it themselves.

"There are still many people who can't bear it anymore?" Chu Tao smiled easily, "That's natural." If it's something that ordinary people can endure, why should I choose the most powerful swordsman among the South Coast Rangers? You've only been here for a few months, and I've been beaten for more than twenty years. The one who can beat Chu under the black stone cliff is the only one who is the predecessor of the wind. ”

The three of them were speechless immediately, and the three similar faces were all staring at the round eyes, and they couldn't say anything.

Feng Ruohan glanced at Chu Tao and drank tea sullenly.

Chu Tao cheekily pretended not to see it, and turned straight to Liu Siren: "Senior Liu, you accompany Senior Feng to dissipate your anger first, and I will go back to see this group of people." Then he took out a roll of paper from under his sleeve, placed it in front of the table, and spread it out into a thick book. "Recently, I have nothing to do, so I changed the sword array map, and asked the two seniors for advice. ”

When Feng Ruohan took over the map, Chu Tao had already led the three of them out of the bamboo fence. Feng Ruohan casually flipped through the two pages and threw them on the piano table hatefully. Liu Siren was startled, and hurriedly picked it up and looked at it, only to see that every page was unusually neat handwriting, particularly clear illustrations, and even every page was embellished with cinnabar. More than 100 pieces of rice paper, one by one.

"This rabbit cub!" Feng Ruohan scolded rarely.

"Lao Feng, you should know the young master better than me, what he has to do, how can anyone stop him!" Liu Siren comforted while returning the scroll to Feng Ruohan.

"If you indulge him any longer, sooner or later he will fight for his life. A long river chant, how many heroes are buried?"

"A pear flower sword, how many life and death partings are set off!"

With a thud, the door slammed shut. Only Liu Siren was left sitting in place, drinking bitter tea.

The waterfall and deep pool three miles away from the bamboo garden are remote and secluded, and open and clear, which is really a good place for practice. Ever since he took over the burden of the Feather Chasing Sword Sect, Chu Tao hadn't been here since he had been here—but how could the memories of his youth be easily erased?

At this moment, the swordsmen were drenched and depressed, as if they had just been crushed by a strong enemy. The scholar was the first to see him coming, and bowed his hand, and when the rest of the people saw him, they naturally didn't dare to pretend that they didn't see it, but they clearly couldn't lift their spirits.

"What's so embarrassing?" Chu Tao asked loudly.

No one said a word. Even the scholars didn't say anything.

But Chu Tao understood in his heart. He stooped down and picked up a flat stone, and threw it into the crowd - it whirled like lightning, grazed his shoulder, hit his back, bounced to his neck, hit the center, scraped over the back of his hand, leaped to his hips, and finally bounced all the way to the waterfall into the waterfall. But no one avoided it in time.

Chu Tao just smiled coldly: "If this is a sword, then the warriors on the south bank are afraid that half of it has been broken." "Scanning the past, there is no longer a sigh, only the unruly and unruly. "Do you think I'm alarmist?"

"Meeting here, I am willing to advance and retreat with Chu in life and death, Chu is very grateful - you are all the best of the South Coast rangers, in terms of friendship, I don't want any of them to lose their lives at the hands of others, in terms of martial arts, I don't want the strongest force on the South Bank to be lost in vain. It's just that you should have heard of the danger of the pear flower sword. ”

"The white-clothed holy envoy dares to come, let him go back sideways!" someone scolded directly.

"Then try it!"

Chu Tao blindfolded himself with a scarf, drew the wooden sword of the second child of the Sun family next to him and asked, "Who is willing to give it a try?"