Nan Dao sharpened his sword all night.
It wasn't until early in the morning that I left amid the constant sounds of insects and birds in the Xuanxu courtyard.
Then I slept until the afternoon.
After getting up, I subconsciously rushed to Jingsi Lake.
When I walked up the stairs, I remembered that Qiu Xi'er had returned to Mojian Cliff.
Standing there for a long time holding an umbrella, Nan Dao didn't know what to do.
I went downstairs and chatted with Chen He for a while. They were still talking about what happened last night. There was a student reading a book on the side. It was very strange to hear the two of them chatting about how to figure out the rules of the route, how to follow and follow, and how to kill with a knife. I took a quick look at the two of them and thought that they were probably crazy, so I carried the book to the second floor.
Conspiracy loudly in public.
Nan Dao felt that if he remembered correctly, Hua Wuxi should be a student of Qingniu Academy.
But I don’t know if he lives in the courtyard or in Nanyi City.
So Nan Dao picked up a steamed bun from Chen He and gnawed it while walking to the student dormitory of Qingniu Yard.
The residence halls of the three major departments are together.
To the northwest of Xuanshuyuan, Nan Dao has been here several times before when he was sweeping the floor, but he has never been inside.
The residences are rows of two-story buildings. The upstairs is for studying and practicing, and the downstairs is for sleeping. Generally, four or five people live on the first floor.
Nan Dao walked over with an umbrella in hand, walked along the path that was covered with fallen leaves and no one was sweeping it, and looked at the buildings from building to building. Most of them were residences of Wenhuayuan, with the one in Qingniuyuan a little further back. It is said that it is because those who practice Qingniu Temple and Wugui Temple can run faster and are less likely to be late.
Very simple and practical consideration.
Nan Dao was thinking as he walked outside the small residential buildings in Qingniuyuan.
A few students were practicing under the trees next to the trail. They were awakened by Nan Dao's walking movements. They were still a little impressed when they saw the concierge holding an umbrella. They asked kindly: "Hey, it's you, are you?" What are you going to do?"
Facing this kind of friendliness, Nan Dao felt very ashamed and felt that people like him were really heinous, but he still lied to them.
"I'll take a look at the hygiene in the dormitory. After all, if it's too messy, it won't be good if sir sees it."
The students looked around and found that there were debris and fallen leaves. They nodded and said, "Indeed."
Nan Dao pointed inside and said, "I'll go inside and take a look."
"OK."
The students did not doubt Nan Dao and stood up as if they were looking for something.
Nandao successfully penetrated into the enemy's interior.
Students' names are usually written on small wooden signs outside the building. After walking around Nandao for a long time, I didn't see Hua Wuxi's name. I guess she lived outside the city.
When he went out, Nan Dao was shocked to see the students who had found brooms and were sweeping the fallen leaves on the road.
It puts Nandao to shame.
When I walked over, I had to help a few people sweep the floor.
Those students politely refused.
"You don't need to help. Mr. Mei has never taken care of this before. It was all handled by ourselves."
Nan Dao had no choice but to give up and looked at several people sweeping the floor diligently. He asked curiously: "Aren't you from Qingniu Yard? Are you still sweeping the floor?"
Those students said with great shame: "I am ashamed, I have been admitted to the hospital for a year, and I have not yet entered the Tao. I am still playing hide-and-seek with a sense of harmony."
"..."
Nan Dao was silent for a while and said, "Come on."
Then left in a hurry.
After leaving the student dormitory, Nan Dao went to the pulpit of Qingniuyuan.
Because yesterday was All Souls' Day, many teachers had classes today. In the past, there would always be some empty preaching pitches, and even all of them were full. I heard that several teachers went to the Witch Ghost Institute where there were few people to borrow space to give lectures. After all, I don’t know if there will be a fight. After all, the relationship between the witches and ghosts has never been very good.
Nan Dao looked at each pulpit one by one. The gentlemen were very excited today.
Perhaps it was because he saw the sacrifices, baptisms and sword washing yesterday.
Talking with the students.
Zhang Xiaoyu is a special case.
He was bragging to the students how much money he had won by playing cards with Lingnan Jianxiu last night.
He was spitting, and then an IOU flew out of his sleeve.
A sharp-eyed student picked it up and read - Today, Zhang Xiaoyu borrowed 500 yuan and will pay it back another day.
Zhang Xiaoyu snatched it away with a blushing face.
The students below burst into laughter.
Only Li Die was sitting at the end, staring blankly, not knowing what he was thinking.
Nan Dao looked at it for a while and then left.
I looked at the entire Qingniu courtyard's pulpit, and even went to the Wugui courtyard for a while, but I didn't see Hua Wuxi.
Nan Dao walked back to the library disappointed.
Chen He gave him an idea and asked him to ask the gentleman in the courtyard.
Nan Dao looked at Chen He blankly and said, "Isn't this bad?"
After all, what he was going to do was not a good thing.
Chen He just said with a smile: "How about I ask you?"
Nan Dao tilted his head and looked at Chen He and said, "Why do I feel that you are more interested in me than me?"
Chen He shrugged and said, "I can't help it. After all, I still recognize you as a friend."
Nan Dao thought for a while and said, "Forget it. Just guard the library. I don't know what will happen next. It's better to involve less people."
Nan Dao didn't give Chen He a chance to continue talking, turned around and walked out of the library.
Of course he wouldn't be stupid enough to actually ask such a thing.
Instead, we went to Jingsi Lake.
Sitting silently by the lake with his sword in his arms.
There are many students in Jingsi Lake today, either holding books and sitting on the edge of the path, or sitting by the lake feeling the vitality of heaven and earth.
There are more people.
Nan Dao felt lonely instead.
So he took the sword, walked to a secluded corner, and started practicing with the sword.
However, without Qiu Xier in Jingsi Lake, it always seems like something is missing.
Nan Dao practiced for a while, then stopped, looked at the nine white magnolia flowers on the sword, and sat down with a sigh.
"Can you still use a sword?"
Someone sat down next to him. Nan Dao turned around and took a look. It was Hang Yue from the School of Mathematics and Physics.
The latter sat next to him holding a book and looked at Nan Dao in surprise.
"Yeah." Nan Dao nodded without saying anything more.
The girl Hang Yue didn't care about Nan Dao's tone, and said with a smile to herself: "Although I saw you always had a sword on your waist before, it looked too ugly, and I didn't think you could really do it."
Hearing this, Nan Dao looked down at the sword in his lap, saying it was ugly was indeed ugly.
But after cleaning the sword last night, it looks better, especially the green and black color, which makes people feel very unusual at a glance.
Of course, ugly is still ugly.
Even if Nan Dao sharpens it all night, the sword is not very sharp.
If you don't use the sword intent or the vitality of heaven and earth to attach it, it would be difficult to cut off the fish head.
Nan Dao raised his head, looked at the lake and said, "Actually, I haven't even studied for a few days."
"Are you self-taught? But I see that you are very fast with your sword. You are faster than some of the seniors of the sword school in the academy. I heard that the master of the sword school is a person who likes to play cards. Maybe this is why they don't learn well."
Nan Dao felt that Zhang Xiaoyu must have been wronged. After all, he had only come to Xuanxuyuan not long ago.
And he is Mr. Second.
However, Nan Dao did not correct her mistake.
"Maybe I have better talent." Nan Dao said with a smile.
"Why was someone with such talent rejected?" Hang Yue asked sincerely.
Nan Dao was speechless, stood up and was about to leave.
"that......"
The girl Hang Yue called Nan Dao from behind.
Nan Dao looked back at her, but saw that she hesitated and said, "Nothing, nothing, just go, haha."
Nan Dao stood for a while to make sure that she really didn't want to say anything, and then left.
Yunhu was in the corridor, with a few books beside him, his mouth full of ink, and a brush in his hand, thinking about something.
Nan Dao was a little surprised when he passed by.
He didn't expect that Yunhu would come here.
But thinking about it, it's really quiet here. Although there are many students, they don't make much noise.
He leaned over and took a look.
"On the connection between demon transformation and Taoism".
There is only a title and a few lines of text.
Nan Dao asked curiously: "What is demon transformation?"
Yunhu was startled by Nan Dao's sudden voice, and the pen in his hand fell to the ground. Nan Dao helped him pick it up.
"Sorry, I was so distracted that I didn't see you coming."
Yunhu took the pen and said with a smile.
Nan Dao was stunned. He thought about it for a while before reacting and said, "I should apologize to sir."
Yun Huzhi held the pen and said casually: "It doesn't matter."
Then he picked up the piece of paper and said: "Transforming into a demon means that a person becomes a demon. Although it is generally accepted in the world today that the human race is a reproducing creature and the demon race is a transformed creature, in fact many demon races have offspring. , have also become reproducing creatures. As for this." Yunhu pointed at the title and said with a smile, "Actually, it's some of my guesses, because in today's world, although people cultivate great ways, even if they are like the Hangu Guan sage Li People like Er can't go beyond the limit of a hundred years in the human world, but the demon clan can. I was thinking that there always seems to be something missing when it comes to cultivating the Tao."
"What's missing?"
"Extend your life."
Yun Huzhi said slowly.
"Although Taoist Saint Li Queyi once said that life must lead to death, but after all, that was a thousand years ago."
"Sir, do you think Taoist Saint made a mistake?"
"It's not wrong, but the era he lived in had a limited view of life and death. When the monster clan appeared on a large scale, he was not dead. After he died, he didn't know that even the most common monster clan, They can also live for several hundred years. Yes, at that time, the Great Dao had only appeared for a thousand years. How could they have imagined that people could live for more than a hundred years?"
Yun Huzi said softly: "If practicing Taoism can incorporate demon transformation, then when the world asks you why you practice Taoism, you can tell them."
"For immortality."
"Imagine that many years later, thousands of avenues will be chasing immortality together. What a wonderful scene this is!"
Nan Dao was deeply shocked by Yun Hu Wenzhen's painting. After thinking about it for a long time, he looked at Yun Hu Wenzhen and asked, "Sir, do you already know how to do it?"
Yun Huzi was stunned for a moment, looked down at the page where he had just written a title, and said nonchalantly: "No."
"But didn't Master Congren live for a thousand years?" Nan Dao suddenly remembered something and looked at Yun Hu and asked.
"They entered the Great Dao first, and then turned into demons." Yun Huzi said, "This is a special case that is not universal. Think about it, how many people in the world can see the Great Dao?"
"What do you mean, sir?"
Yunhu clenched his fists without knowing it.
"Eternal life must be grasped from the beginning."
Nan Dao was speechless, feeling that Yunhu's idea was grand and spectacular.
But he couldn't understand.
As he was about to leave, Nan Dao suddenly remembered something.
Isn't Yun Hu the great master of Qingniu Academy's Taoist school?
"Has someone dropped out of Qingniu Yard?" Nan Dao asked in an insinuating way, thinking that he couldn't find Hua Wuxi even after searching around today.
Yun Huzi raised his head, thought for a moment, and said, "It seems there is, let's call him Hua Wuxi."
"Oh." Nan Dao walked out casually, as if he just asked casually.
Unknown to Yunhu, he looked at Nan Dao's back for a long time.
He always felt like something was wrong, but he couldn't remember it.
So he didn't think about it anymore, he lowered his head and continued to flip through the books beside him.
