Nan Dao hesitated for a long time and finally pushed the door open.
The long corridor that I had seen once appeared again.
The traces of dust he wiped off when he last walked by are still there.
Nan Dao looked back.
There is no door behind him.
There is a bluestone tablet behind it.
There is a line of words on the monument.
This trip cannot be regretted.
The writing was very sloppy, as if someone had written it carelessly after being drunk.
Nan Dao raised his hand and touched it, but there was no reaction. It didn't look like a mechanism.
He also tried to transport the heaven and earth energy in his body.
Still unresponsive, as if it were just a stone.
Nan Dao ignored the stone tablet and walked forward along the corridor. Walked to the original door again.
open the door.
It's Yunya.
It was full of spring, and the breeze blew the flowers and leaves swaying.
Nan Dao walked along the trail to the edge of the cliff. The broken monument he dug out last time was still there.
The blood has dried.
The large lake on the edge of the cliff was still calm. Nan Dao lowered his head and looked over, and saw the peach tree holding an umbrella.
This time Nan Dao saw it, he was much calmer.
I sat by the lake and thought about it for a long time.
This may be what Cong Ren meant in his original words - repaying the karma.
I am not myself.
It's a peach tree.
Nan Dao sighed secretly.
I looked at the peach tree carefully for a long time.
Flowers are already blooming in many places.
If we use the human body as a comparison, we can see that the peach blossoms have not yet appeared, only the heart and the center of the eyebrows.
There are also flower buds in both places, and it seems that they will bloom at any time.
Nan Dao watched quietly, suddenly feeling extremely frightened.
What does it mean when peach blossoms bloom in those two places?
Nan Dao felt chilled all over. He pulled out the sword from his waist, took off his shirt, and pointed it at his heart.
He wanted to see if there was actually a bud there.
When the cold blade touched the skin of his heart, Nan Dao still stopped.
Because before his eyes, on the flat lake leading to the boundless sea of clouds, a bluestone path suddenly appeared that submerged into the sea of clouds.
It's like the truth is coming to light.
Nan Dao knelt down and took a look, and found that the lake fruit had indeed faded a lot downwards.
Nan Dao stood on the edge of the cliff with his sword in hand, looking at the path. He hesitated for a long time, then looked back at the cliff with nowhere to go, and stepped on it.
The trail was very short, and not long after walking, a piece of land appeared in front of us.
The moment Nan Dao stepped onto land, the sea of clouds dispersed in front of him.
What appeared in front of me was a small town under the green mountains.
He stood on the path at the entrance of the town.
There is a stone tablet beside the trail, with the same words as the one on the cliff.
They are all missing the word between hair knot and longevity.
The difference is that the top of this stone tablet is intact and has five elegant characters.
Don't dare to speak loudly.
Suddenly, voices came from the town.
Nan Dao looked up and saw that the town, which had been lonely and quiet just a moment ago, was now full of people coming and going, making it very lively.
Nan Dao looked at a woman carrying a vegetable basket walking towards the outskirts of the town. He was about to go up and ask, but the scene in front of him suddenly changed.
It's the wind listening platform.
The wind and rain are not stopping on the stage, and you can see Nanyi City in the spring rain.
Nan Dao breathed a sigh of relief, his heart finally relieved.
But I still don't understand, what exactly is that place and how did I get in?
Is this the reason why Cong Ren indicated that he came to Xuanxuyuan?
Nan Dao sat on the Spring Rain Terrace and thought for a long time, but still had no clue.
Walking downstairs, there were a few more students on the second floor, reading there together. Nan Dao took a look and saw that there was no one he was familiar with, so he walked down. There were a few more girls at the card table on the first floor, but they were not playing cards. Instead, he sat there and read a book. Chen He seemed to have woken up, stood up in a daze, and walked out the door.
Nan Dao didn't know what he was going for, so he followed him, and then saw him walking to a remote bamboo forest and unbuttoning his belt.
"..." Nan Dao was speechless and returned to the library.
Not long after, Chen He came back, looked at Nan Dao sitting at the counter, and lay down.
"When did Brother Nan come?"
"..." Nan Dao was silent again.
Chen He lay down for a while, patted his head and said, "Sorry, I fell asleep, haha."
Nan Dao smiled helplessly and said: "It's okay, the most important thing is to sleep well."
Chen He nodded in agreement and said, "That's true." After saying that, he turned back to look at the card table over there. When he saw the girls, Chen He suddenly lay on the counter with a grimace.
"We won't fight again tonight."
Nan Dao looked over there and was a little surprised. It turned out that they were the ones who played cards there all night last night?
Chen He lay down for a while, looked up at Nandao and said, "Do you have a place to sleep there?"
Nan Dao was silent for a while and said: "There is only one bed."
"It's okay, just have a place to sleep. I'll bring a quilt to your place tonight."
Nan Dao thought for a while and said, "Then let's change places to sleep at night?"
"This is not good." Chen He said as he prepared to go upstairs to get the quilt.
Nan Dao shook his head and walked out.
I always feel that I may never meet a normal person again.
When I went to Daodaoping, both Zhang Xiaoyu and Mr. Xie were there. Nan Dao didn't bother them. He listened for a while and then left.
After walking through the Xinghua Trail to Jingsi Lake, the rain has stopped.
It was still very early, so Nan Dao did not see Qiu Xi'er.
After squatting by the lake and washing his face, Nan Dao pulled out his sword and began to practice wearing flowers.
After what happened last night, Nan Dao is now much more serious than before, and Qiu Xi'er is not here either. There is no one to let him think about things, so Nan Dao's flower piercing practice goes particularly smoothly.
After stabbing out the sword, Nan Dao took it back, and there were nine magnolia flowers on it.
In Qiu Xi'er's words, nine flowers at a time is far from the entry-level standard, but for Nandao, this is already a great improvement. This is not nine flowers occasionally, but nine flowers stably.
Nan Dao looked at the nine white flowers on the sword with satisfaction, then flicked them all to the ground with his backhand.
There were already broken flowers on the ground under my feet.
Nan Dao glanced at the mess. He wanted to go back and get a broom to sweep it, but it was too far. After thinking about it, Nan Dao tried to activate the vitality in his body. The vortex of vitality in the divine sea began to reverse, and then drove the energy around him. The vitality formed a big wind.
It's a pity that those flowers are wet and stuck to the ground and cannot be blown into the forest.
Nan Dao sped up the movement of heaven and earth energy, and the wind became stronger, forming a large eye of the wind around Nan Dao. Nan Dao pondered for a while, raised his hand and gathered a smaller one in his hand. Cyclone, and then the smaller cyclone pulled the eye of the wind around him, spinning wildly in his hand.
The fallen flowers on the ground were finally swept up by the wind, mixed with those falling from the sky, and fell into the whirlpool.
Nan Dao looked at this scene in surprise, but suddenly found that Qiu Xi'er had arrived at some point, holding the scroll and standing not far away, watching quietly.
Nan Dao regained the vitality of heaven and earth, and flowers fell from the sky.
"gentlemen."
Nan Dao looked at Qiu Xi'er very anxiously.
I thought Qiu Xi'er would blame him for not practicing his sword well, but he didn't.
Qiu Xi'er walked over calmly, walking through the fallen flowers towards the corridor.
"very nice."
Nan Dao followed Qiu Xi'er, "I thought sir would say that I wasn't doing my job properly."
"Now that you have seen the mountain, you naturally have to learn to use it. If you don't use it, you are not doing your job properly."
Qiu Xi'er stopped there, looked back at the fallen flowers, and said, "If you can control the wind, you can control the sword. If you are proficient, you might as well try it."
Nan Dao looked at the sword in his hand and said, "I think that the purpose of sword-wielding is to connect with the sword."
Qiu Xi'er said calmly: "It's just the use of the vitality of heaven and earth. The so-called sword control, you can understand that the vitality of heaven and earth becomes your external hand. If the vitality of heaven and earth is strong enough, your sword will be fast and far enough."
"How far can Sir's sword go?"
"Thousands of miles."
Nan Dao stood there, wondering how far it was thousands of miles away.
But he suddenly remembered the question he had asked Zhang Xiaoyu before, looked at Qiu Xi'er and asked, "What is your state, sir?"
"Cliff Master."
Nan Dao was stunned for a moment, thinking about the contrast between realms in the human world. He looked at Qiu Xi'er and asked in shock: "Sir, has he entered the avenue?"
Qiu Xi'er said calmly: "Never."
"Then why?"
"The realm of cultivation and the realm of swordsmanship are just complementary to each other. It does not mean that they must be the same realm." Qiu Xi'er walked to the corridor, sat down, opened the book in his hand and said, "I am the master of Xiaodao Cliff, Zhang Xiao The fish is the path and the sloping bridge."
Nan Dao said thoughtfully: "So it turns out that Senior Brother Zhang is not that powerful?"
"Of course not." Qiu Xi'er also thought of the young man in white who thought about playing cards all day long, and said slowly, "His Xiaodao realm is higher than mine."
"Who is stronger, sir or Senior Brother Zhang?"
When Qiu Xi'er heard this, she looked at the forest of white flowers with some pride.
"He wants to call me Senior Sister."
Those who cannot win will naturally be called Senior Sister.
However, Nan Dao suddenly remembered the Taoist Li Shi of Xiyun Temple whom he met that day.
Who is stronger, him or his husband?
Of course Nan Dao didn't really ask.
It's better to win, sir, in case you don't win.
The unlucky one is probably myself.
Nan Dao looked at Qiu Xi'er who had already started to lower his head to read a book. He was about to go back and continue practicing swordsmanship, but suddenly remembered what happened last night.
"Sir, do you know about He Zong?"
Qiu Xi'er raised her head and looked at Nandao with a frown.
"Why are you asking this suddenly?"
"Someone from the He Sect wants to kill me."
"Where?"
"Last night, on the Nanyi River."
Qiu Xi'er turned to look north and was silent for a long time.
Nan Dao looked at Qiu Xi'er and asked carefully: "What are you thinking about, sir?"
Qiu Xi'er turned back and said slowly: "Why do they want to kill you?"
Nan Dao smiled bitterly and said, "If I knew, I wouldn't ask sir."
Qiu Xi'er looked at Nan Dao and said calmly: "The world of spiritual practice is a place of truth."
"I don't understand what you mean sir."
Qiu Xi'er looked down at the scroll in her hand and said in a cold voice: "Since you don't know the reason, it means it's unreasonable and unreasonable, so you can kill him back."
Nan Dao stood by the lake and sighed: "But I couldn't defeat him, so I was driven away."
"So you have to make your principles stronger."
"for example?"
"For example, if he just jumps out and your sword reaches his neck, he will naturally reason with you."
Nandao was speechless for a long time.
"Is Mojianya always so reasonable?"
"This has always been the case in the spiritual practice world."
Qiu Xi'er said slowly, then raised her head and looked at Nandao.
"So for many years, Mojianya has been the most reasonable."
Nan Dao sighed, walked toward the magnolia forest, and said: "I also want to explain what the teacher said, but I have only practiced for a few days, and I can't explain it even if I want to."
Qiu Xi'er looked at Nan Dao's back and said softly: "When you reach our level, you will be the most reasonable person in the world."
Nan Dao held the sword and looked back at Qiu Xi'er.
"Sir, do you think so highly of me?"
Qiu Xi'er nodded.
"certainly."
Nan Dao happily ran off to practice teaching.
