The young boy Hu Lu fell asleep holding his sword on the steps at the door of Jianzong.
Although it has been dawn for a long time, Hu Lu is waking up later and later during the day because he has been sitting here for a long time and often cannot sleep well.
Of course, it is also possible that the senior brothers have all gone out these days, and no one is playing cards at the door to disturb his sleep, so he is too lazy to wake up.
As he fell asleep, Hu Lu felt something was wrong and felt someone sitting down next to him.
Hu Lu thought it was Zhang Xiaoyu and the others who were back. She didn't even open her eyes and said in a daze: "Senior brothers, are you back?"
But no one responded. Hu Lu waited for a while before opening his eyes, and was surprised to find a figure in white.
"Master! You are back!"
Hu Lu was stunned before he finished speaking.
Although Cong Ren was sitting there with a smile, there was a sword stuck in his heart.
Hu Lu was stunned for a long time, then looked up at Cong Ren and said in a crying tone: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu. No wonder Brother Huaifeng said that Master wants me to be the sect master. Did you think that you were about to die when you went out?"
As soon as these words came out, Cong Ren was stunned for a long time. He sat on the steps and looked at the young boy Hu Lu blankly and said, "When did I say such a thing?"
Hu Lu said with blurry eyes: "Didn't you ask me to hit a red card before? Senior brother Huaifeng said that this meant that I would become the sect leader... Master, you must not die, senior brother Xiaoyu and the others If you can’t even look down on Jian Zong, how can I?”
"..." Cong Ren was silent for a long time, then he raised his hand and touched the head of the young boy Hu Lu, and said, "I won't die, it's just a little troublesome."
Hu Lu wiped her eyes, put down her hand, looked at Cong Ren and said, "Really?"
Cong Ren looked down at the sword in his heart and said, "Of course it's true."
Xiao Hulu was relieved, looked at the sword in Cong Ren's heart with a sullen expression, and asked in confusion: "Who did this?"
Naturally, Cong Ren wouldn't say much. He just smiled and said, "I don't know, but it's not a big problem."
"Oh." Hu Lu said, then remembered something, looked at Cong Ren and said, "Master, what are you going to do when you come back this time?"
Cong Ren sat lazily on the steps and said, "No, I just came back to see if you were beaten to pieces."
"..."
"Also, don't make blind guesses. When I asked you to hit the red mark, it was really just because the situation required a red hit."
Hu Lu opened his eyes wide, thought for a long time, and said, "But after beating Hongzhong, I lost!"
Cong Ren said without changing his expression: "That's because your poker skills are too poor."
Hu Lu looked at Cong Ren suspiciously.
The two masters and apprentices sat there with their eyes wide open.
After a long time, Cong Ren smiled, stood up, looked inside the Sword Sect and asked, "Where is Cong Xin?"
Hu Lu shook his head and said: "I haven't run out for a long time. Maybe she was sleeping in the tree house. Master, are you looking for her?"
Cong Ren shook his head, took out the square inch from Hu Lu's arms, and said, "If you don't want to look for it, go and play."
Hu Lu looked at Cong Ren's action and didn't know what it meant.
"No need to guard the sword anymore?"
Hu Lu asked.
Cong Ren held the sword and said slowly: "No need."
Hu Lu felt a sense of loss. He turned around and walked back to the concierge, retrieved his sword, put it behind his back, looked at Cong Ren and said, "Master, are you going somewhere else? I'll accompany you."
Cong Ren looked at the youngest disciple with a chuckle and said, "No need, I'll go to Mojian Cliff and come back."
Hu Lu whispered: "But what if someone bullies you?"
Cong Ren chuckled softly and said: "Probably no one in the world dares to do this yet."
Hu Lu, a young boy who had entered the Taoist realm, tilted his head and looked at Cong Ren for a long time, then slowly said: "Okay then."
Cong Ren touched Hu Lu's head and said, "Go and play cards, or go and help your senior brothers."
Hu Lu then remembered the current situation in Nanyi City, looked at Cong Ren and said, "Master, don't you care about the outside world?"
Cong Ren took his position towards the south of the city and said calmly: "The Human Sword Sect will eventually be yours from now on."
Hu Lu stood there, tilting his head and thinking about this sentence, feeling that it was extremely reasonable.
But something seems wrong.
It's just that Hu Lu didn't think about what was wrong after thinking for a long time. The figure who raised his head and Cong Ren had already walked away on the long street.
It's just that the sword in his heart looks particularly ostentatious.
I don’t know how Master did it.
Hu Lu thought quietly.
After thinking about it for a long time, I felt something was wrong. Why go south to Mojian Cliff?
Hu Lu thought to herself that if it was broken, the master must have damaged his brain and couldn't even tell the direction.
So he stood up and chased over there.
...
Of course Cong Ren didn't hurt his brain, he just had to meet some people first.
So when Chen Huaifeng was sitting peacefully on the tomb mountain, he saw Cong Ren climbing up the mountain in a hurry.
"Master?"
Chen Huaifeng did not expect to see Cong Ren here suddenly.
Cong Ren nodded, stopped under the Tonggui Monument, raised his head and looked at the names on it quietly.
Cong Ren was one of the few people who was still alive when the Tonggui Monument was erected.
Therefore, even if I have been lazy for a thousand years, I can't help but feel a lot of sadness when I see the many names above.
The people of the Sword Sect are okay. Shenhe and Qiu Shui are both demon clans, so they are naturally still in the human world. However, those people from the Taoist and Buddhist sects many years ago have been submerged in the long river of time, and even the Taoist temple is no longer there. .
Buddhism has naturally disappeared in the Land of Luming Snow, and Qingtian Taoism, which is the most famous in the world today, was actually just a small Taoist temple back then.
But that’s what the passage of time means.
Walk all the way and see a different world.
The journey along the way is like a song of transformation?
Cong Ren thought, and his eyes fell on the names at the front again.
The bush laughed.
His master, the former sect leader of the Human Sword Sect, is still remembered by the world.
After all, he is one of the few people in the world who has pulled out the sword on the Sword Grinding Cliff.
He drew his sword and killed someone.
So he was crushed by the sword.
I don’t know who spread the word about the battle that took place 490,000 miles away from the East China Sea.
Cong Ren looked down calmly, and then stopped at a name that no one in the world could remember.
Gouqian.
Cong Ren felt that he might never forget this person who died by the Nanyi River in his whole life.
But usually he never thinks about those stories from many years ago.
Because many stories, not only for that person, but also for oneself, are extremely dark and desperate years.
So we played cards and played cards.
Then I couldn't sleep in Jianzong Garden.
Cong Ren didn't look any further, lowered his head, looked at Chen Huaifeng who was sitting quietly beside him, thought for a moment and said, "Do you really think Hu Lu is suitable to be the leader of the Sword Sect?"
Chen Huaifeng was stunned. He didn't expect that Cong Ren, who looked miserable, would ask him such a question after he came back.
So after thinking for a long time, Chen Huaifeng said: "I thought this was what you meant."
Cong Ren smiled and scolded: "Have you forgotten that I pointed at you when you were playing cards?"
Chen Huaifeng smiled sheepishly.
But he also said: "I did think about it, gourd is indeed more suitable."
As for the reason, Chen Huaifeng did not say.
After all, it’s hard to tell directly, because Hu Lu looks as lazy as Master.
Cong Ren didn't ask, just smiled and said, "In that case, then it should be him."
Chen Huaifeng can't handle this. How can he choose his successor so casually with you?
Cong Ren seemed to know what Chen Huaifeng was thinking. He turned around, looked at the world with his back to the Tonggui Monument, and said slowly: "Although some stories have been told thousands of times, they are still worth telling."
"what story?"
"The story of Hangu Guan asking the sword master for advice."
After Li Er died that year, Sword Master Qing Yi also went down the cliff, took a leisurely walk in the world, and visited Han Valley in the desert.
At that time, the old Taoist in the temple asked the Sword Master, who should hand over the next generation of Hangu Temple?
Qing Yi said, haven't you already chosen Li Queyi?
The old Taoist asked again, what about after Li Queyi?
Qing Yi smiled and said, "After Li Queyi, it's Li Queyi's business. What do you ask me for?"
This is what Cong Ren wants to say.
Chen Huaifeng had naturally heard of this rumor, but he didn't know whether it was true or not. After all, the Qingyi era was separated from them by most of the history of cultivation.
But Chen Huaifeng was still a little puzzled and said: "We are not Li Queyi, so we may not be able to see so thoroughly and well."
Cong Ren said softly: "I have chosen a thousand-year path for the Human Sword Sect. Naturally, I have to leave it to you to choose the next path. Whether it is good or bad is not important. People, instead of thinking about the family lineage for thousands of generations, it is better to Thinking about living for tens of millions of years is more realistic."
Therefore, after Li Queyi, there was no master of Hangu Temple, and he never appeared in the human world again.
This may be what Qingyi said about Li Queyi back then.
What happens in the future is naturally only relevant to future generations.
Chen Huaifeng also heard the abnormal meaning in the words.
Suddenly shocked, he looked at Cong Ren and said, "Master, are you explaining your funeral arrangements?"
Before he finished speaking, Cong Ren hit him on the head.
Chen Huaifeng covered his head, thinking that the health-preserving senior who had been particularly arrogant in Nanyi City some time ago was thinking aggrievedly.
I'm thirty-two years old, and you're still banging me on the head in public like this. What if I can't get a wife in the future?
Cong Ren naturally didn't care what nonsense Chen Huaifeng was thinking, and said angrily: "I'm just telling you, you should come out and see for yourself."
Chen Huaifeng put down his hand, was stunned, and said, "So from now on, you will not care about the affairs of the Human Sword Sect and Nanyi City?"
Cong Ren lowered his head and pointed at the sword on his heart, and said calmly: "Do you know what will happen if you pull out this sword?"
Chen Huaifeng shook his head.
Cong Ren raised his hand to draw a circle and said slowly: "With Nanyi City as the center and a radius of a hundred miles, there will be no survivors left."
Chen Huaifeng was stunned.
Cong Ren looked at the human world quietly and said softly: "Practice and practice. The higher you practice, the lonelier you will naturally be. You always want to go to the human world to see and get involved in those nosy things. It is a very ideal idea. If you take one look at it, the world will panic, so I haven’t looked at it for many years.”
"People always think that people like me, who are cultivating the world, should be extremely free. In fact, on the contrary, this world has nourished us, so we can't just walk on our own. Walking very high is actually a very important thing. Unliberal things.”
Cong Ren said and laughed softly.
"I couldn't understand before that Master Qingyi went up the cliff and would rather look at the East China Sea than take a look at the human world. At that time, I always thought that the human world was undergoing a major overhaul and was often ruthless."
"But later I realized that when you reach that state, it doesn't matter whether you are sentimental or ruthless. When the sword in your hand is unsheathed and it may lead the world to an unpredictable abyss, over time, you will even forget how to get out. sword."
Chen Huaifeng was silent for a long time, then he spoke softly: "But Master Tsing Yi finally struck out with a sword."
It's just that it's not facing the world, but facing heaven.
They both looked up at the sky.
Congren smiled, looked down at the sword in front of his heart, and said, "I will naturally draw the sword in the end."
"Someone wants to let people like us draw swords - Osawari's story is not that simple."
Cong Ren said softly and patted Chen Huaifeng on the shoulder.
"Look carefully, maybe I can help your old and homeless master."
"..."
If the man in front of him was not his master, Chen Huaifeng would have smashed him with his sword.
Cong Ren glanced at the Tonggui Monument for the last time, then turned and walked towards the bottom of the tomb mountain.
"What is the Nanyi City Formation?"
Chen Huaifeng finally remembered this question and looked at Cong Ren's back and asked.
Cong Ren did not answer, but stood beside the large tombstone for a long time, and then said: "Do you remember Chapter 31 of Five Thousand Words of the Green Ox?"
Chen Huaifeng was silent for a long time, saluted to Cong Ren, and said softly: "I understand, Master."
This sentence is naturally not the answer.
Chapter 31 of Five Thousand Words of the Green Ox is - A good husband is an ominous weapon. Things may be evil, so those who have the Tao will not live there. When a gentleman lives, he values the left; when using troops, he values the right. Soldiers are an ominous weapon and are not the weapon of a gentleman. Use it as a last resort, tranquility is the best, it is better but not beautiful. And those who are beautiful are happy to kill people. Those who kill people in Fule cannot succeed in the world. Good things happen to the left, bad things happen to the right. The general on the left is on the left, and the general on the right is on the right. It is said that they will be treated as funerals. The people who killed people mourned and wept. If you win, you will be punished with a funeral ceremony.
So Cong Ren didn't tell Chen Huaifeng what it was.
But that's exactly what he meant.
There are all kinds of weapons in the world.
Of course it is not the past that hurts people the most.
But those who take pleasure in hurting others hurt others the most.
Use it only as a last resort.
Because they don’t know what it is, people in the world will be trembling and restrain themselves when using it.
Rather than turning it into a weapon of massacre.
Therefore, neither Chen Huaifeng nor the world would know what it is.
Only then can all non-existent desires be restrained.
...
The young boy Hu Lu chased all the way south, but did not catch up with Cong Ren. Instead, he saw Nan Dao sitting in a daze by the river.
"Have you seen my master?"
Xiao Hulu looked at Nan Dao panting and asked.
When Nan Dao turned around, he realized that what Hu Lu was holding had turned into his own sword.
Nan Dao wanted to say that he didn't see it, but suddenly he remembered the time when this kid made things difficult for him. He shook the wine bottle in his hand and said with a smile: "Can you drink?"
The young boy Hu Lu was stunned for a moment and said subconsciously: "No."
Nan Dao jumped down from the guardrail, smiled and said, "No, then I won't tell you."
Hu Lu always felt that this conversation was so familiar, and recalled it carefully. Good guy, isn't this an adaptation of what he said at that time?
Hu Lu wanted to say angrily that this was shameful plagiarism.
But after thinking about it, he forgot it, looked at Nan Dao and said sincerely: "I can learn it now."
Nan Dao wanted to hand the jug to Hu Lu, but then he turned around and thought, if this fucking disciple of the Human Sword Sect was taught how to drink by him, who knows if Cong Ren would settle the score with him in the future.
So he drank alone and walked past, saying, "Forget it, but I really didn't see it."
Hu Lu said nothing more and continued towards the south of the city.
Nan Dao looked at Hu Lu's back, but suddenly remembered, who did Hu Lu just say he was looking for?
Cluster blade?
Cong Ren is back?
Nan Dao was stunned for a moment, followed, looked at Hu Lu and said, "How did you know that Master Congren is back?"
Hu Lu looked at Nan Dao like an idiot, pointed at the sword in his hand, and said: "My master has not come back, who dares to take the sword and leave?"
"..." Nan Dao thought it right and looked at Hu Lu again and said, "Then don't you already know that he is back? What are you looking for?"
"Master seems to have been beaten by someone, and his brain is a little bad. He said he was going to Mojian Cliff, but he ended up going south."
Hu Lu said breathlessly, and then ran forward again.
Nan Dao stood there rubbing his head with a wine bottle.
Who broke Cong Ren’s brain?
Could it be Kamigawa, one of the three swords in the world?
They should be the only ones who can break Cong Ren's mind.
Nan Dao sat back by the river and thought wildly.
Shushu's boat slowly came closer, looking at Nan Dao who looked thoughtful, and asked curiously: "What are you thinking about?"
Nan Dao tilted his head and said hesitantly: "I just heard some terrible news."
"What?"
Nan Dao hesitated for a long time and said: "I heard from Hu Lu that Cong Ren Sect Master's head seems to have been beaten abnormally, and he may have lost consciousness. Hu Lu is now looking for someone on the street!"
"?" Shushu opened his eyes wide and looked at Nan Dao and said, "Are you kidding me?"
"I don't know either. It was the people from their Sword Sect who said it themselves. I think if this is really the case, it might have been the Kamigawa."
Shushu stood at the head of the boat in shock.
"what is it now?"
Nan Dao spread his hands and said, "I don't know."
...
About half an hour later.
Everyone in Nanyi City knew that Cong Ren had a fight with Shenhe, his head was broken, and he was probably dead. The people of Jianzong were crying for life and death.
This final version was heard by Cong Ren himself.
They had just walked into Nanjingfang.
Then I heard someone talking quietly outside.
Cong Ren raised his hand and touched his head, thinking, could it be that my brain was really damaged and that I was no longer able to survive, and that everything before was just a hallucination before my death?
Cong Ren walked into the Xuanxu Courtyard with questions in his mind.
