Lingnan sword cultivator was stunned for a moment.
Nan Dao was also stunned for a moment.
The three of them looked back at the sword.
Zhang Xiaoyu pulled out his sword, frowned at the sword with a blade thicker than the back of a kitchen knife, thought for a moment, and threw it into the sky.
"Bang."
The sword fell.
"Junior brother, why are you disliked again?"
Zhang Xiaoyu picked up the sword, looked at Nan Dao and said.
"..."
Nan Dao was silent.
The three of them were still studying Nan Dao's broken sword, but the autumn water began to exude an endless chill.
Then a river of autumn water poured down from the distant night sky.
It was a sword river formed by thousands of sword cultivators.
Falling from the galaxy, it hit the suspended autumn water.
The sword intent spreads all over the sky, and a strong wind rises in the world. It is the wind of sword intent.
In the sky above Nanyi City, it was as if someone was pouring silver light and washing the autumn water.
As Jianhe and Qiushui sword met, the sky was full of sword sounds and falling from top to bottom.
But not harsh.
On the contrary, it is like the great sound of heaven and earth.
Enough to clear your mind and calm your mind.
People stared blankly at the scene in the sky. The sword river fell, then turned back up, repeatedly washing away the Autumn Water Sword.
Finally, until a certain moment.
There was a slight sound among the sword sounds.
Like something cracked.
Everyone looked at the Qiushui Sword that suddenly shattered in the moonlight sword river in astonishment, and the whole city was silent.
A real long river of autumn water rushes out from the sword, which is the sword intention condensed in the autumn water sword for thousands of years.
At this moment, it turned into a long river of sword intent, sucking in all the long swords that shone with silver light, and then turned into a sky-holding sword in the night sky.
The Lingnan sword cultivator stopped talking about his sword at this time and stared blankly at the sword in the sky.
"Mojianya..." Lingnan swordsman murmured, "It really is the greatest truth in the world!"
The most reasonable thing in the world is the sword.
The most reasonable sword is at Mojian Cliff.
Nan Dao also stared blankly at the night sky.
His sword intention was not condensed until tonight.
Looking at it this way is like looking at the vast sea.
Zhang Xiaoyu patted Nan Dao on the shoulder and said softly: "Next, you have to watch carefully."
Nan Dao looked at Zhang Xiaoyu and said doubtfully, "Senior brother, what did you say?"
Zhang Xiaoyu said nothing and looked up at the sky.
The sword holding up the sky stood in the moonlight, and then the moonlight fell, and the sword began to disintegrate and turned into a long river.
Transformed into a sea of swords.
What is this going to do?
A cold voice came from between heaven and earth.
"This sword can watch the sea."
Nan Dao froze there, looking in the direction from which the sound came, and saw a woman in a long white dress standing in the wind on the top of a tall building.
Qiuxier.
The woman in white clothes calmly looked at the sea of swords above the sky. She took a step towards the night sky. The sword intention came and a sword ladder was formed under her feet. Then she took another step and the sword ladder was born again.
Renjing raised his head and watched in silence as the woman in the white dress walked towards the sky step by step.
What is she going to do?
Not only Nandao, but also many sword cultivators in the world looked up at the woman heading towards the sky, filled with doubts in their hearts.
Qiu Xi'er was dressed in white, facing the wind and the galaxy of swords in the sky, stepped into the sky, and then stayed under the sea of swords.
He stretched out a hand towards Nanyi City.
Nan Dao looked there blankly, and then saw the sword in his sheath suddenly pierce the air.
Dragging the sword's tail light, it fell into Qiu Xi'er's hand.
Qiu Xi'er stood in front of the sword sea, holding the Peach Blossom Sword upside down, looking back at the world, her eyes calm and cold, looking at somewhere under the Tonggui Monument.
There was a young man holding a black umbrella.
Qiu Xi'er glanced at it, then turned back, looking at the sea formed by the fragmented Qiushui sword intent.
Take one step.
On the long sword in his hand, sword intent began to pour out all over the sky, as bright as the stars and as silent as the cold light.
Thousands of sword intentions converge on the Peach Blossom Sword, and the sword follows the movement of the person, heading towards the sea of swords.
For example, a clear stream comes out of a green mountain, flows through a long river without being disturbed, and does not get discouraged when seeing a cold river.
So that sword peach blossom.
Gotta watch the sea.
Thousands of swords surged in the night sky and moonlight, as powerful as the vast ocean.
That sword directly broke through the sea of sword intent, and everyone in sight avoided it.
Qiu Xi'er pierced the sea of swords with one sword, and the sword intent spread out from the Peach Blossom Sword, and thousands of swords shot out backwards.
That sword.
The galaxy rolls back.
The night sky is clear, like a blue lake.
The woman in white is standing in the sea holding a sword, with a calm expression.
There was deathly silence.
Then thousands of swords fell from the sky like waterfalls from high cliffs and landed in front of those sword cultivators.
Human Shangzi looked at his sword that had been baptized by the sword's will, and heard that cold voice ringing in the sky again.
"From today on, Mojianya invites swordsmen from all over the world."
Everyone looked up and saw the woman in white walking up the sword ladder above the sky.
"Til death do us part."
The world fell silent.
Someone seemed to be watching in the darkness, but said nothing.
Nan Dao stared at the sky blankly, and a sword fell down, landing in front of Nan Dao.
Nan Dao was still in shock and subconsciously grabbed the sword.
As soon as he grasped the hilt of the sword, he let out a cry of pain, threw his hand away, and looked down at his hand. The palm of his hand was already burnt, exuding the aroma of meat. Looking back at the sword stuck in front of him, the sword's body was red and green fire was still burning on the surface.
How fast is this sword?
Nan Dao didn't see it clearly.
He only saw the sword intent filling the sky, and then the sea of swords dispersed.
However, the Peach Blossom Sword was burning fiercely.
Nan Dao felt the sword intention that was still lingering on the sword.
Aloof and cold, yet he seems to have a burning desire.
Just like the name of that sword.
The name is Xi'er.
But look at the sea.
The sword intention gradually dissipated, and the Peach Blossom Sword dimmed, turning into a blue-black appearance.
It seems much sharper.
Zhang Xiaoyu raised his hand to touch the sword blade, nodded with satisfaction and said, "It's thinner than the back of a kitchen knife."
"Senior brother, aren't you hot?"
Nan Dao looked shocked when he saw Zhang Xiaoyu touching it directly.
Zhang Xiaoyu looked at Nan Dao like a fool.
"You practice Taoism, you don't need to just practice it, right? You can insulate yourself from the heat by attaching the energy to your hands."
Nandao: "..."
Wrapping the sword with vitality and returning it to the sheath, Nan Dao remembered Qiu Xi'er's last words, looked at Zhang Xiaoyu and asked, "What did you mean by that sentence before, sir?"
Zhang Xiaoyu raised his head and saw that the baptism was over.
That figure has disappeared into the night sky.
He sighed and said, "It means bullying others."
"?"
"Although Senior Sister Qiu is in the Xiao Dao Realm, her sword intention is that of the Cliff Master Realm. To put it nicely, she invites swordsmen from all over the world, but to put it badly, it means someone's skin is itchy and she can be given a beating by me."
"What if someone from the Great Dao Realm goes?"
"When people from the Great Dao Realm go, the one who invites the sword is not Senior Sister Qiu, but Senior Uncle Qiu, the Cliff Master."
"..."
Zhang Xiaoyu sighed and said, turned around and walked outside: "I won't be fooled like this, I'd better go play cards."
As he spoke, he looked at the Lingnan sword cultivator who was studying the recovered sword seriously.
"Can you play cards?"
The Lingnan swordsman put the sword into its sheath and said happily: "Fight!"
The two went to the poker hall arm in arm.
Nan Dao looked at the two people's leaving figures and was very confused.
Are cards really that easy to play?
Looking at the prosperous and enthusiastic Nanyi City, he sighed again.
After all, the husband left without saying goodbye.
Or is it considered farewell?
Nan Dao walked down the long street with a sword on his back.
Then he bumped into someone.
"Excuse me."
Nan Dao said hastily, raised his head, and suddenly became happy.
"Sir, you haven't left yet?"
Qiu Xi'er stood there calmly and nodded.
"I still have something to say to you."
After Qiu Xi'er finished speaking, she turned around and walked along the street.
Nan Dao followed in a hurry.
The two walked along the long street. Nan Dao didn't know where Qiu Xi'er was going, but he didn't ask.
Sir, you will never harm me.
Nan Dao thought like this, and then remembered that Qiu Xi'er said she didn't leave because she had something she wanted to say to herself.
Expectation and apprehension at the same time.
What will sir say to me?
When Nan Dao came back to his senses, the two of them were already standing on the wall of Nanyi City.
Standing very high, the spring wind blows.
Looking back are the lights of the world, blooming brilliantly on both sides of the river.
Qiu Xi'er stood at the top of the city, quietly looking at the world below.
The streets are busy, there are many people and many demons.
But there are rarely particularly significant differences between demons and humans, unless they choose to semi-transform.
Qiu Xi'er looked at the world quietly, and Nan Dao looked at Qiu Xi'er quietly, waiting for her to speak.
"That day I was meditating by the lake because I thought of someone."
Qiu Xi'er said calmly, "I have never seen that person."
Nan Dao listened quietly.
"His name is Gou Gao. He is my father. He was a man, or demon, from Huangliang many years ago."
"Why do you think of him, sir?"
Qiu Xi'er said calmly: "Because the demon clan can no longer succumb to the Youhuang Mountains and return to the human world because of some things he did back then."
"and after?"
"He died later, in Nanyi City. He died under the Qiushui Sword." Qiu Xi'er said calmly, "So I brought the Qiushui Sword over and broke it into pieces in the Nanyi River."
"Going back together?"
"Yes, let's go back together." Qiu Xi'er looked down at the long river in the world, as if thousands of years of human history had been flowing in this river that merged into Yunmeng Daze.
Nan Dao sighed softly and said, "Then he should be a hero."
"Hero?" Qiu Xi'er said softly, "No, in that era, no monster wanted to be a hero."
"Then what do they want to do?"
"Be a mortal and be a human being." Qiu Xi'er looked at the world, looking at the monsters walking leisurely on the long street, no different from the common people. "Now they've done it."
"Is this the meaning of All Souls' Day?" Nan Dao asked thoughtfully.
"Yes."
After Qiu Xi'er finished speaking, she turned around and no longer looked at the lights in the world, but at the green mountains in the world.
Beyond the green hills there are green hills.
Farther away is a sea called the East China Sea.
There is a 3,650-foot high cliff there.
It's Mojian Cliff.
"Those words you said on the day you met the mountain can be remembered in the future, or you can forget them as the impulsive stupidity of a young man who has never experienced anything in the world." Qiu Xi'er said calmly.
"I won't forget it, sir." Nan Dao said firmly, standing under the umbrella.
"Whether you remember it or not, I hope you remember it." Qiu Xi'er looked back at Nan Dao. "Mojianya won't wait for you long."
Nan Dao was silent for a while, always feeling that there was something unusual in Qiu Xi'er's words.
"Sir, why do you always say this?"
Qiu Xi'er looked in the direction of the East China Sea for a long time and said softly: "Because someone is about to die there."
When Nan Dao heard these words, he thought of the broken Qiushui Sword today, and was suddenly shocked.
"Why?"
"There is no reason, people will die when they are alive, and they will die when they get old." Qiu Xi'er said calmly.
Nan Dao was silent for a long time and said softly: "I understand, sir."
Qiu Xi'er nodded and said, "That's all."
Nan Dao looked at Qiu Xi'er beside him and asked, "Mojianya won't wait for me for long."
"What about sir?"
Qiu Xi'er turned her head and looked at Nan Dao quietly without saying anything.
Then it turned into sword light and left.
Nan Dao stood at the top of the city for a long time, watching the sword light disappearing across the green mountains.
So should we wait or not wait?
