Nan Dao stayed in the Human Sword Sect until noon before leaving Yichi.
When they went out, the disciples of the Sword Sect were still thinking about that problem.
Nan Dao thought to himself that this would not cripple the Human Sword Sect. When the time comes, the entire Sword Sect will have to consider the problem of the toes before drawing the sword, or else they will not draw the sword at all.
Worried that he might be beaten, Nan Dao sneaked in again and left Jianzong through the back door.
As soon as he slipped out of the small door, he saw a young man looking around.
Nan Dao thought for a while before he remembered that this should be Zhang Xiaoyu's partner, the young shopkeeper of Su's Inn, Su Guang.
He probably came to see Zhang Xiaoyu.
Nan Dao walked up behind him and patted his shoulder.
"Are you looking for Senior Brother Zhang?"
Nan Dao asked.
Su Guang was suddenly tapped on the shoulder. He was startled. He turned around and saw Nan Dao, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. He had some impression of Nan Dao. He had stayed here before and seemed to know Zhang Xiaoyu. Su Guang Looking at Nan Dao, he nodded and said with a sad face: "What is this kid Zhang Xiaoyu doing in there? He hasn't come out to play cards for a few days."
Su Guang said very worriedly.
In fact, the main reason is that he is the only one who loses money every day and is a little unhappy.
It would be much better to have someone to lose with, especially when that person loses worse than him.
Of course, Su Guang would never say this.
He said he would be beaten to death by Zhang Xiaoyu.
Nan Dao made a sound, pointed inside, and said: "Senior Brother Zhang is still in the pond practicing enlightenment, and he may not come out soon, but you can also ask, maybe he doesn't want to enlighten and wants to play cards. ?”
Su Guang was stunned for a moment, then looked back at the small door of Jianzong. He didn't know what he was thinking, and then said: "Forget it, playing cards is playing cards, you can't really miss the business."
With that said, he turned around and left the alley. The old man selling sugar-oiled cakes took out the sugar-oiled cakes that he had just paid for and didn't even stop him.
Nan Dao watched him leave with some weirdness, not knowing why he suddenly became depressed.
Of course, Su Guang was a little unhappy.
In the past, he and Zhang Xiaoyu played cards and braggadocio, and this kid also came to his inn to work as a waiter, just like a happy and silly young man who was active in the world.
But Nan Dao's words reminded Su Guang of Zhang Xiaoyu's true identity.
After all, he is the best disciple of the Jian Sect's generation who has not yet disappeared into the human world.
I heard that in the entire cultivation world, the level is not low.
How could such a person play cards with him for the rest of his life?
Su Guang even felt a little guilty.
If he hadn't dragged Zhang Xiaoyu to play cards every day, maybe he could have cultivated to a higher level?
Su Guang thought about it all the way back to the inn and sat in his room for a long time. Then he suddenly remembered something and started packing his things.
He decided that he also wanted to practice.
It’s just that the Human Sword Sect will definitely not accept someone like him.
I also don’t want to go to Xuanxuyuan - I have been playing cards all my life, and my reputation here is too bad, and I might be ridiculed.
Su Guang planned to pack his luggage and go to Fengqiling next door.
After tidying up, I found that there were still a lot of Zhang Xiaoyu's things in the room.
But it's not surprising. The two of them have often played cards together all night long in the past few years. Sometimes Zhang Xiaoyu is too tired from losing and is too lazy to go back to Jianzong, so he just sleeps at his place.
There was a notebook among them, and Su Guang laughed when he looked at it.
These are some diaries written by Zhang Xiaoyu when he suffered from hemorrhoids a few years ago.
...
It was July 13th, nine hundred and ninety-seven years in the calendar of Dafeng.
play cards. I lost a hundred cents today, and I feel heartbroken.
July 14th.
I went to the north of the city to play cards with Su Guang, and lost more than thirty coins. I was heartbroken.
I picked up three pennies on the road. I am happy. I can play cards again tomorrow.
July 15th.
Lost everything.
Zhang Xiaoyu, Zhang Xiaoyu, how can you degenerate like this?
Have you finished practicing your Karma Sword?
How complete is your mountain and river painting?
Have you forgotten the heroic words you said when you left the temple?
This can't go on like this!
July 16th.
play cards.
...
When Su Guang saw this, he suddenly remembered that he had used this diary to laugh at Zhang Xiaoyu for several years.
So I continued reading.
...
It was December 4th, year one thousand and two of the Gale Calendar.
I lost a lot of money today, so I probably have to do more hard work again.
Really, why do people in Nanyi City like Hu Hongzhong so much?
I'm a little tired of eating sugary and oily cakes. I heard that there is a snack in Nanyi City called iron plate tofu, which comes from Huangliang. I have to try it when I have time.
I wrote a bit too much today.
I'm probably in a good mood because I've mastered the fruit sword.
Is that person about to appear?
It's also strange to say.
Why do masters want me to do the same thing?
Forget it.
...
It was March 4th in the calendar year 103 of Dafeng Calendar.
Playing cards and losing a lot of money.
But very happy.
...
It is March 16, one thousand and three years in the calendar of Dafeng.
Junior brother is a good person.
I can't figure it out.
...
There is no more behind.
Su Guang closed Zhang Xiaoyu's diary.
Why do you always feel that Zhang Xiaoyu is mysterious?
Su Guang scratched his head, packed his luggage, and stuffed Zhang Xiaoyu's diary into it.
You will be successful in your practice in the future.
Then take it out to mock this kid.
Su Guang packed his luggage and left the inn without saying hello to anyone else.
...
The thin knife hung on Ximen's waist, stopping in front of the tea shop on Xiwai Street.
The shop is closed.
The Qingtian Taoist woman who was frying tea leaves didn't know where she went.
The City Lord's Mansion at the end of the long street is also closed.
It is said that someone heard the city lord Beiyuan coughing loudly in his mansion a few days ago.
So in the next few days, guests were all closed behind closed doors.
Probably very ill.
Ximen sneered and stood in front of the shop, looking at the door at the end of the long street.
Originally, he just subconsciously thought of the most famous cripple in Nanyi City because the footprints came from a cripple.
But the things he saw now made Ximen feel very strange.
Why did something happen to Heavenly Prison?
Are all your Bei family members gone?
Even the people from Qingtian Dao disappeared in Nanyi City.
Ximen felt that the City Lord's Mansion was suspicious.
Even the world knows that the Bei family will not enter the path of cultivation.
But what if?
After all, heaven and hell have been taken away.
But Ximen did not force open the door to find out.
After all, he is just a traveling jailer.
Ximen looked in front of the shop for a long time, then turned and left the street.
Then he headed towards the north of the city.
He wanted to go to Jianzong to ask for advice on what happened that night.
When Ximen walked past on the street leading to the north of the city.
A lame young man walked out of an alley holding an umbrella and walked towards the south of the city.
...
When Nan Dao returned to Xuanxuyuan, the girl Hang Yue was sitting at the door carrying a book bitterly.
When he saw Nan Dao coming back, he immediately came over, smiled ingratiatingly, and asked, "How is it? Will the spring exam be postponed?"
Nan Dao then remembered that he forgot to tell Hang Yue yesterday, but he was frightened by Di Qianjun and forgot about it.
After thinking for a while, he said: "Senior Brother Zhang doesn't seem to know very well, but I think it is very likely."
Hang Yue's eyes lit up, he threw the book away and ran out.
"Thanks!"
"What are you going to do?" Nan Dao asked in confusion from behind.
Hang Yue said: "Go out to play cards and relax. Anyway, I won't take the exam for a while."
"..."
Aren't you afraid that you are lying to her?
Nan Dao shook his head and walked to the library.
Yunhu was checking the classics downstairs, and was a little surprised when he saw Nan Dao walking in.
"Hey, when did you go out?"
Unexpectedly, Yun Hu came here early this morning. On the way, he only saw Chen He coming and going out again.
"Last night, I went to see Senior Brother Zhang Xiaoyu for something."
"oh."
Yunhu didn't ask any more questions, and lowered his head to find the book again.
Nan Dao arrived at the Tingfeng Tower. Chen He and Cao Weiying were not there. They didn't know where they were. Nan Dao took off his swords, put them aside, and then sat down by the stage.
Nothing goes as one wishes.
Nothing is inevitable.
Nan Dao never thought that the Heavenly Prison incident would turn out like this.
On the way back from Nandao, I heard some well-informed passers-by talking about the Heavenly Prison last night.
I originally thought that Lin Erliang should have killed all the people in Heavenly Prison last night.
But he didn't expect that Di Qianjun was not dead yet.
If Di Qianjun is not dead, then everything will be in vain.
He was the first to doubt himself.
However, I heard that he was seriously injured and was still in a coma.
Nan Dao looked quietly at the bamboo forest outside the building.
Or go kill again tonight?
Nan Dao looked at the dried sea of spirits in his body and hesitated.
The person Lin Erliang was waiting to kill last night was already in Heavenly Prison.
I heard his name is Ximen.
A Taoist practitioner who uses a knife.
It's very risky to go again.
But just waiting for Di Qianjun to wake up is equally risky.
Who knows when this southern dispatcher wakes up, whether he will sort out the affairs of Heavenly Prison first, or whether he will arrest himself first?
Nan Dao was silent for a long time and didn't think about it anymore.
The wind came from the bamboo forest, and many bamboo leaves were blown into the building.
The vitality of heaven and earth formed a vortex around Nan Dao.
Restoration is the most important thing.
...
Chen He and Cao Weiying stayed under the shade of the trees on the street. Not far away was the Nanyi River. The sun was shining in the river. There were many small boats floating on it. Occasionally, someone would stop on the bank and stretch out their bodies to talk to them. The vendors on the riverside chatted, and then they bought some small items that were not very satisfactory, and returned to the cabin to show off to others.
Chen He looked around, wondering why Cao Weiying stopped here.
Perhaps the people in the city are a little confused.
Chen He's business today is not very good.
Occasionally, one or two people come to buy a piece of tofu to eat.
This made Chen He start to doubt his own skills.
Cao Weiying didn't care about this, she just drank wine and looked at the world calmly and leisurely.
Chen He looked at it for a while, and finally couldn't hold it any longer. He looked at Cao Weiying and asked, "What are you looking at here?"
Cao Weiying turned to look at Chen He and said with a smile: "Look at people."
"who?"
Cao Weiying thought for a while and said, "A person from the south."
"where is he?"
Cao Weiying took a sip of wine and said, "I'm here now."
Chen He followed Cao Weiying's gaze and saw a young man wearing a large robe walking on the street.
Chen He looked at it for a while, wondering what was weird about the man, and asked Cao Weiying to come over and take a look at him, but the clothes were not like Huaian's.
"Is he weird?"
Cao Weiying listened to Chen He's question and said softly: "It's not weird, it's just a little inappropriate."
"Why not?"
"He shouldn't be a wizard."
Chen He was startled.
Huangliang is different from Huaian. It has practiced witchcraft and ghosts since ancient times. Perhaps because it is old enough, there are very few realm divisions.
It's just the third level of Xiao Wu, Da Wu and Ling Wu.
The little witch is equivalent to Huaian's entry into the Tao and the enlightenment. The big witch is the small Tao, and the spiritual witch is naturally the big road.
Such a young Dao is rare in Huai'an.
Chen He thought about who in the contemporary world of spiritual practice is most likely to enter the Great Dao?
Chen He didn't understand what was going on here.
If Liu Sanyue or Zhang Xiaoyu were here, they would naturally say a name.
Li Shi.
Mountains and rivers view Li Shi.
Chen He looked at the young man in shock.
"What did you see?"
Cao Weiying thought for a while and said, "He smells like Yun Mengze."
This is a difficult statement to understand.
What is the taste of Yunmengze?
But if we put it another way, it might be easier to understand - he has the power of the Wuguishen Cult that has been lost for two thousand years.
Chen He thought for a long time before he figured this out.
Thinking about the rumors I heard about selling tofu in Nanyi City these days.
Chen He said with some surprise: "You mean, he has been to the depths of Yunmeng Ze?"
Cao Weiying thought for a while and said, "Maybe something from the depths of Yunmengze came out and saw him?" Cao Weiying laughed again, shook her head and said, "Not sure, let's have another look."
"Then why did he come to Nanyi City?" Chen He asked, and added, "Is the problem serious?"
Cao Weiying said softly: "I'm here to take a look. Whether it's serious or not is not our business."
...
Then it is naturally Chen Huaifeng's business.
It's a pity that Chen Huaifeng is still in the Sword Sect.
Because a man named Simon came.
If it were the past, Chen Huaifeng would naturally not want to see him.
It doesn’t matter whether it’s the west gate or the east gate.
If something comes to your door, it will disappear if you can.
But today's matter is related to the Heavenly Prison, so the Human Sword Sect naturally wants to meet him, so as to give Huaidu some face.
Chen Huaifeng was drinking tea by the Second Pond, while some disciples were practicing sword practice not far away.
Ximen was sitting aside, not holding the knife, looking a little reserved.
After all, Chen Huaifeng can be regarded as a disciple of the previous generation who has disappeared from the world.
Although he is also called Senior Brother, he is still older than Ximen.
"If you come to ask me about the Heavenly Prison, it's better to wait until Di Qianjun wakes up before asking him."
Chen Huaifeng took a sip of tea, turned to look at Ximen and said.
Ximen smiled bitterly: "Shi Di fell into a coma. I don't know when he will wake up. When the time comes, people from Huaidu will come and ask questions. It's hard to keep track of everything."
Chen Huaifeng smiled and said, "You should have an idea of what's going on."
Ximen was silent for a while and said, "Yes, Lin Erliang's identity was exposed. He massacred the people in Heaven's Prison and fled away."
"Since that's the case, let's go look for him. Why do you come to Jianzong?"
Ximen said softly: "But Lin Erliang was not the only one who was in the Heavenly Prison last night. Someone was also in the Heavenly Prison last night and had a fight with Lin Erliang."
Chen Huaifeng said calmly: "I don't know."
What else did Ximen want to say.
Chen Huaifeng continued: "I saved Di Qianjun last night just because I didn't want the world to be more chaotic. As for other things, that's your Heavenly Prison's business. The Sword Sect in the world won't bother to ask about it, and I don't want to ask about it."
Ximen was silent for a long time and said, "Yes."
Chen Huaifeng drank wolfberry tea and looked at the swordsmanship left by some disciples in the second pool. He said slowly: "By the way, you are here just now. There is one more thing in the Heavenly Prison. After you have finished cleaning up, you need to go Do next."
Ximen looked at Chen Huaifeng and asked, "What's the matter?"
Chen Huaifeng said: "The Bei family's Qing Jia Ling is in prison. You can look for it when you go back. Originally I planned to hand it over to Lin Erliang, but since he is from the twelfth floor, I will leave this matter to you. .”
Ximen said hesitantly: "Will Lin Erliang take it away?"
Chen Huaifeng smiled and said: "He didn't dare to kill the people in the Heavenly Prison, but he was forced to have no choice but to take the Qingjia Order away. It would not be good for him. Instead, he wanted to become an enemy of the world. It should be in the Overwatch Council. You can look for it when you go back."
Chen Huaifeng raised his head and looked south.
He said slowly: "The fog is about to lift. We don't know what is in that swamp, so we have to be prepared."
Ximen sighed and said: "The matter of heaven and hell..."
"We can talk about the Heavenly Prison later." Chen Huaifeng interrupted Ximen and said calmly while drinking wolfberry tea, "The human world is the most important thing."
Ximen looked at Chen Huaifeng silently.
Although he is very strong, he cannot be Chen Huaifeng's opponent.
Even if he really beats Chen Huaifeng.
The backgrounds of both are different.
Behind Chen Huaifeng is the Human Sword Sect, one of the three major sword sects in the world. In recent years, it has been on the verge of replacing Mo Jian Ya as the leader of the swordsmanship.
And behind Ximen, there is just a small Five Swordsman Sect.
The two are naturally incomparable.
Therefore, no matter what Chen Huaifeng said, he seemed confident.
Ximen turned his head and looked at the peaceful Jianzong garden.
No one knows how many disciples from past generations hidden in the world are hidden here.
There are talented people from generation to generation, but it does not mean that the old and forgotten people of the past are no longer in this world.
They may be playing cards, or they may be listening to the wind and watching the scenery.
Ximen was silent for a long time, then saluted Chen Huaifeng and said, "Okay."
Ximen took the sword and left Jianzong.
Chen Huaifeng stood by the pool, quietly watching Ximen's leaving figure.
But he sighed softly for a long time.
Although he kept talking about the human world.
But in fact, there is also some selfishness.
Ximen first went to Xiwai Street today to see what happened to the other lame man. He naturally knew about it.
So when I thought of the young cripple who came to Jianzong Garden to take refuge last night, I naturally had something to hide.
The general trend of the world is an excuse that no one can refuse.
At least it sounds so majestic that you can't find any flaws.
Chen Huaifeng thought about what he saw and heard last night. Of course Nandao was extremely unlucky.
It happened that he appeared in Heavenly Hell at that time.
Even though he didn't do anything.
But who would go to hell in the middle of the night?
Chen Huaifeng thought with a wry smile.
I sighed in my heart.
He didn't know what the master's original thoughts were.
Sighed for a long time.
Chen Huaifeng once again returned to the issue of the human world.
Heaven and hell are secondary, and the human world is the most important, of course it is true.
The things in that vast swamp are still hazy and cannot be seen.
Where is Liu Sanyue?
