The person who came with the knife probably knew the seriousness of the matter.
So he walked very quickly and in a hurry. If the human sword sect was not in Nanyi City, he might have come directly to wield the sword regardless of life and death.
The sword was very powerful, so both of them noticed it early.
Nan Dao turned back, glanced at Lin Erliang, and said calmly: "People on the twelfth floor still have a choice."
Lin Erliang was silent for a while and said slowly: "Yes."
The two were silent for another moment. Nan Dao sheathed his sword and headed out of the courtyard. He found a pear blossom in the outer courtyard and wiped away the blood on the soles of his shoes. Lin Erliang flew up to the eaves and glanced back at Nan Dao from the eaves.
"Then forget about each other."
Nan Dao didn't speak, just nodded.
The two went their separate ways.
Nandao did not go in the direction of Xuanshuyuan, but went to the north of the city.
He was going to find Zhang Xiaoyu.
Although what happened in Heavenly Prison has nothing to do with South Island.
But Nan Dao didn't know if anyone had seen him leaving the south of the city. As someone who had been present at the scene, Nan Dao would naturally be quite suspicious.
It would be a bit suspicious to turn back at this time.
The trouble has already been caused, so sighing is of course useless.
So Nan Dao felt that he might have some problems with the sword and needed to go to Zhang Xiaoyu for advice.
Just like what he said when he killed Hua Wuxi, Nan Dao could neither transform the wind nor control the light of the sword, so he had to walk over honestly.
Fortunately, it was late at night and there were only the occasional night walker, so Nan Dao hid in the dark corner of the alley vigilantly.
We walked all the way to the gate of Jianzong.
It's still late at night.
The young boy Hu Lu was sleeping soundly there, holding a sword and wrapped in a quilt.
South Island is also a bit tired.
A fight with someone like Lin Erliang would naturally be very tiring.
The Dao Sea that has just begun to gather in the Divine Sea has gradually withered, revealing the dry and cracked earth around it, and even the buds on the Dao tree are gradually fading away.
If the buds fade away, the Tao tree will once again turn into those isolated islands suspended in the sky.
The South Island will return to the Zhishui realm.
Although the decline in realm is not a big deal, it is not good after all.
So Nan Dao needed to take a good rest, so he sat down with his sword beside Hu Lu, leaning against the pillar with his eyes closed, his body fell into a deep sleep, and Tao Hua entered the divine sea.
Due to the excessive use of the vitality of heaven and earth in the divine sea, the streams and rivers were exposed.
Taohua stood by a dry river, looking far away, looking very silent.
When he was at Jingsi Lake, what he was thinking was that he shouldn't rush things.
Coupled with the self-examination on the Heavenly Prison side, they just gathered the Dao Sea and planted Dao trees.
Everything turned out exactly as Nan Dao had imagined.
The people in Heavenly Prison were burdened with the God-locking Nails and lost their ability to fight.
But no one thought that there was really someone from the twelfth floor inside.
It happened to be Lin Erliang from the Xiaodao realm.
Taohua had no choice but to forcefully turn the book.
But these are secondary.
What Taohua is most worried about now is whether the big lake hiding a dream will be shattered because of the drying up of the divine sea.
The peach blossoms on the face are no longer as bright as before, and they look a little pale, just like Nan Dao's face.
Taohua lowered her head and glanced at the puddle in the river, then walked forward along the river.
Walk all the way to the big lake.
Taohua saw that the lake water was still the same from a distance, and then she felt relieved.
Although all the streams and rivers have dried up, and even Daohai in the distance can see the underwater land at a glance, the big lake remains still.
There are even many colorful flowers and plants growing on the shore of the lake. The long grass blades hang down into the lake, and they grow into the dreamy colors floating in the dream of the big lake.
Taohua sat down by the lake, a short peach-colored sword appeared on her chest, and she looked down at the tiny gap between the sword body and the scabbard.
That dream may take some time to come.
Nature is a good thing for both.
There are also some bad things mixed into them.
The small sword dispersed, Taohua took some sword intent, and looked at the open ancient scroll above the sky above the divine sea.
Then he flew towards the ancient scroll.
The pages of the book are open there, and countless golden Taoist texts are shining on it, and the stars are shining towards the sky, shining like a galaxy.
This book, which comes from the beginning of the human world, is quietly suspended in the Taoist text.
The figure of Peach Blossom grew larger and larger as it went up, until the book fell into his hand like a normal scroll.
Raising her hand to put away the golden light of Taoism, Taohua closed the ancient scroll again, and all the magic disappeared.
Peach Blossom sat down under the peach tree. The streams and rivers that once seemed to stretch across the entire land of the Divine Sea were now like small ravines drawn by the fallen branches and leaves of the peach tree.
There is a small puddle not far away. There is a colorful bubble in the puddle, and there seems to be a little boy inside.
A little further away, there was a larger puddle—it was almost drying up. There is a small tree in the depression that trembles slightly in the wind. It is the sea of Tao that we see, and the Tao tree that has not yet become the Tao fruit.
If you look with the mind of entering the Tao and look with the mind of a higher level, the size of what you see will naturally be completely different.
Cultivation of the Tao is like cultivating the circle.
The farther back you go, the greater the unknown the circle comes into contact with.
Therefore, Buddhism practiced perfection many years ago, but if it is a circle, it cannot be perfect, just like the Great Way is missing one part.
So in the end, even Ami Temple disappeared from the world.
When Nan Dao first entered Taoism, he saw what he saw today in Peach Blossom.
It's just that I have completely forgotten it, so naturally I don't know what it means.
Yunhu's inference was correct.
Someone helped him repair the passage and opened the door.
That person is no one else.
It was himself.
Peach Blossom sat under the peach tree, breathing regularly.
Everything calmed down.
Waiting for the arrival of the next day.
...
When Hu Lu woke up the next day, she was startled when she saw Nan Dao sleeping beside him.
But after all, he is a disciple of the Sword Sect and he will not jump up.
Hu Lu slowed down and looked in his arms. The master's sword was still there, so he felt relieved and poked Nan Dao's leg with the sword, but he didn't expect that it hit the wound.
Nan Dao took a breath and woke up.
Hu Lu saw the painful look on Nan Dao's face, and then recalled the way he was limping before. He realized something was wrong, and hurriedly put the sword back into the quilt, pretending that he hadn't stabbed him, and asked nonchalantly: "Why are you here?" here?"
Nan Dao stared at Hu Lu for a long time, but the young boy just looked at Nan Dao without changing his expression. So Nan Dao sighed, thought he was unlucky, pulled his feet back a little, and said: "Yesterday, I suddenly thought of some issues with swords. So I thought about looking for Senior Brother Zhang to see if he could answer the question. It was too late when I came, so I didn’t wake you up and thought I’d ask again today.”
"Oh." Hu Lu seemed to believe it, but then asked: "When did you come?"
Nan Dao was silent for a while and said, "Before midnight yesterday."
Hu Luxin said, "You are lying. I was sitting here with my senior brother in the middle of the night." But Hulu did not expose Nandao, just as Nandao did not expose himself.
Keep a line in your life so that we can meet again in the future.
Hu Lu then started to talk nonsense: "Then you should probably come a little earlier. I should not be asleep at that time, so I should be able to open the door for you and go in to find Senior Brother Zhang."
Nan Dao nodded and said, "Definitely next time."
The two fell into an awkward silence.
Hu Lu hugged the sword and wrapped herself in a quilt, looked up at the morning mist that had not yet dispersed in the sky, thought for a moment, and said, "What questions do you have? Maybe I can answer them?"
Nan Dao thought to himself, I just said it casually, how could I know there was something wrong?
But looking at the eager expression of the young boy Hu Lu, he still made up one.
"When drawing a sword, should the big toe be curled or curled?"
Hu Lu looked at Nan Dao blankly.
Although the question asked by Nan Dao was stupid, Hu Lu had never thought about it. Looking down at Fang Cun in his arms, Hu Lu thought about it and threw Fang Cun into Nan Dao's arms.
Then he wrapped himself in a quilt, ran into the concierge, put down the quilt, took off his sword, ran out, and started to draw the sword at the gate of Jianzong.
Nan Dao never thought that he would actually give it a try.
Hu Lu pulled out the sword for a while, but it became more and more awkward. In the end, when he pulled out the sword, the sword body and scabbard were stumbling all the way.
Hu Lu can no longer draw his sword.
It's like someone suddenly asked you a question, where do you usually put your tongue?
Then you feel uncomfortable no matter how you let it go.
It was as if there was an extra tongue out of thin air.
The little boy Hu Lu was like this. He was deceived by Nan Dao's words and became lame.
Nan Dao felt relaxed and happy when he saw this scene.
The initial unhappiness of being rejected by this boy also disappeared.
Next time I won’t rub mud at the door of Jianzong.
The young boy Hu Lu came back aggrievedly and glanced at Nan Dao sadly.
Nan Dao held his sword and looked at the sky, pretending that nothing happened.
Chen Huaifeng walked out with a cup of wolfberry tea. Seeing Hu Lu's appearance, he felt a little strange and asked, "Why are you like this?"
Hu Lu thought for a while, then asked Chen Huaifeng this question.
Chen Huaifeng thought for a while, took Hu Lu's sword, walked to the open space at the door, drew the sword for a while, and walked back with the same suspicion.
The two of them sat on the steps, holding their chins in their hands and thinking deeply, looking at their feet and the sword in front of them.
Several more young disciples came out of the Sword Sect.
Not long after, a group of people were sitting in a row at the door of Jianzong.
He held his chin and looked ahead, as if he was waiting for the fruit to be harvested.
The culprit, Nan Dao, had already quietly slipped into the Sword Sect.
Then I realized that I had forgotten to return Cong Ren's sword to Hu Lu. I originally wanted to go back, but thinking about the frowning and thoughtful looks of the Sword Sect disciples, Nan Dao felt that it would be his fault if he reminded them of this problem. Whoever brought it up would probably be beaten to death.
So he took his sword and headed towards a pond.
.....
When people passed by Jian Zong, they discovered something extremely strange about the sword.
The Jianzong disciples did not play cards today. Instead, they sat in rows at the door with sad faces.
Looking again, the square-inch sword that the young boy Hu Lu had placed on his lap for a long time was gone.
There is chaos in the world.
Fortunately, Chen Huaifeng noticed this in time and sent someone to find Nan Dao who was chatting with Zhang Xiaoyu by a pond, and took out the sword.
Otherwise, the entire Nanyi City, and even the north and south of Fengqiling Ridge, would fall into great chaos in one day.
Chen Huaifeng looked back at Jianzong and sighed, thinking that the world is already chaotic enough, and you are here to add to the chaos. Do you want to take revenge on me for scaring you yesterday?
But when he said something, Chen Huaifeng turned around and looked at his junior fellow apprentices, thinking very seriously.
When drawing a sword, should the big toe be curled or curled?
.......
Simon sat silently in the courtyard.
The world has never thought that one day, an entire branch of Heavenly Prison would be slaughtered to death.
Only Di Qianjun, who was seriously injured and unconscious, was left.
Yesterday, he received a transfer order near Nanyi City and hurried back to Heavenly Prison to prepare for internal self-examination.
Even on the way, I was thinking about what if there were really people on the 12th floor inside the hell?
Damn it does.
Ximen held the knife that had been sharpened by someone and looked at the corpses in the yard.
When he came back last night, he saw pear blossoms and pools of blood all over the courtyard, and he knew something was wrong.
He hurried to the prison and saw that Di Qianjun had been beaten seriously and had nails nailed to his body. He fainted in the corner.
After dragging up Di Qianjun, the unlucky southern dispatcher of Heavenly Prison, Ximen picked up a knife and inspected all the corpses in Heavenly Prison one by one.
Jian Shijin was also dead, his throat was broken by someone.
Die stupid.
Simon thought so.
Everyone's bodies have been examined, except for some of the jailers who are still outside and have not returned.
Only Lin Erliang was not there.
Then he knew who the person on the twelfth floor was.
Only Lin Erliang, a person from the Small Dao Realm, could kill the entire Heavenly Prison.
Ximen probably knows some of the reasons why Di Qianjun did not die.
There is some sword intent left in the prison.
The Wolfberry Sword Intention is Senior Brother Chen Huaifeng.
The Human Sword Sect briefly intervened in this matter.
But what puzzled Ximen was something.
In the inner courtyard of Heavenly Prison.
There are also some signs of fighting.
There are two kinds of Taoism, one is Lin Erliang's Taoism, which comes from the unknown Taoist temple, and the other one has extremely simple Taoist rhymes, but is simple and long.
It is the art of the great road.
At the same time, there is still some sword intent, but the sword intent is not strong.
There is one in Nanyi City who is a fellow practitioner of Dao Dao and Sword Intent.
A disciple of Shanhe Guanshan Sect, Zhang Xiaoyu.
But Ximen quickly denied this speculation.
If Zhang Xiaoyu intervenes.
Then when he entered the door, he should have seen Lin Erliang's body lying together in the yard.
What's more, the Human Sword Sect intervened in Di Qianjun's matter presumably for the sake of stability around Fengqiling, but they obviously didn't care who was on the 12th floor in the Heavenly Prison.
Ximen sat in the yard, raising his hand and tapping the knife on his knee, thinking silently.
So in the end, who came to the Heavenly Prison and had a fight with Lin Erliang? Why did he come to the Heavenly Prison?
It's a pity that Di Qianjun fell into a coma and didn't know what it would take to wake up.
Although Ximen is very strong, he entered Heavenly Prison too late and is still a wandering Heavenly Prisoner.
Ximen knew nothing about a lot of key information.
Otherwise, you might be able to know a lot of things.
Ximen had already taken out the dispatch order from Di Qianjun's arms and sent it to the north for the news of the incident in Tianjing. Someone from the Tianjing branch around Fengqiling should have arrived. As for what happens next, it is necessary to Waiting for news from Huaidu.
Ximen stood up holding the knife and carefully observed the footprints on the ground.
Someone had stepped in a pool of blood.
Walking along the footprints, we stopped by the pear blossom path, where there were many pear blossoms condensed together with blood. The man seemed to have wiped the soles of his shoes here.
Very vigilant person.
Vigilance means that he needs to be careful at all times.
Such people are generally not too strong.
Ximen observed on the road for a long time, and then finally discovered something.
Under the pear tree beside the road, there are some slightly sunken footprints.
So the man didn't come in through the front door.
Ximen jumped onto the wall and squatted on the black wall of the Heavenly Prison, overlooking the entire outer courtyard.
After watching it for a long time, he jumped down.
It's just a pair of footprints, not of much value.
Ximen thought like this and walked towards the outside of Lihua Road.
After walking for a while, he suddenly turned around and came back, squatting down next to the footprints.
There are two pairs of footprints in front of him, one is his own.
Watched in silence for a long time.
Ximen raised his hand to hold the knife and said softly: "A lame man."
...
Nan Dao was sitting by the pool.
Zhang Xiaoyu is also doubting life.
Because Nan Dao asked him the same question.
Zhang Xiaoyu sat on the guardrail, took off his shoes, crossed his feet, and repeatedly pulled out Nandao's Peach Blossom Sword.
After a long time, he threw the sword back to Nan Dao, sighed and said: "Junior brother, never ask others this question when you go out in the future, otherwise you will be beaten to death."
Nan Dao thought to himself: I just said it casually, is it really that serious?
But thinking about the Sword Sect disciples outside earlier, my hands began to shake until the end.
To the point of being delirious and talking nonsense.
The more common sense something seems, the greater the truth it seems to contain.
Simplicity is also a kind of greatness.
Therefore, it is natural to know the truth.
Not knowing what is normal, acting recklessly, and being evil.
Nan Dao looked at Zhang Xiaoyu and said, "Okay, senior brother, by the way, when will senior brother come out of seclusion?"
Zhang Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment and said subconsciously: "What's going on?"
But he soon realized that something was wrong. He laughed and said, "What's wrong? The road never ends. I still need to experience it."
Very weird.
Nan Dao thought about it, but couldn't tell what was strange.
The two of them looked at the peach blossoms and flowing water, and Zhang Xiaoyu didn't ask why Nan Dao came to look for him in Yichi again.
He was bored anyway, so it would be nice to have someone to talk to.
"But it's you, junior brother." Zhang Xiaoyu suddenly looked at Nan Dao, "When did junior brother get out of seclusion?"
Nan Dao smiled softly and said, "Just yesterday."
Zhang Xiaoyu is a good person.
So Nan Dao didn't hide it.
"But how did senior brother figure it out?"
This is what Nan Dao is curious about. Ever since he came to Yichi, he has never made any move that would arouse Shenhai.
Zhang Xiaoyu raised his hand and patted the bridge beside him.
The wind blows on the bridge, and the peach blossoms in the pond are flying in the sword intention.
"This is the place where the third generation master of the Human Sword Sect sat and looked at the human world." Zhang Xiaoyu looked at the countless fierce sword intentions inspired by him and said proudly: "I sit here, and I am equal to half of the Great Dao." build."
Nan Dao suddenly fell silent and looked at Zhang Xiaoyu for a long time.
"Did Senior Brother see anything else?"
Zhang Xiaoyu tilted his head and thought for a while.
"Your Divine Sea has dried up and you need to rest for a while."
Nan Dao sighed and looked at this ordinary bridge.
No one in the world would have thought that the sword intent at this bridge could allow people to briefly step into that door.
The sword intention of the Human Sword Sect is still like this.
What about Mojian Cliff?
