When Cao Weiying was holding her chin in Jingsi Lake in a daze, she saw Cong Ren walking through the corridor in the magnolia forest and stroking his head.
"Why are you touching your head?" Cao Weiying asked in confusion.
Cong Ren walked to the lake with his sword, sat down next to Cao Weiying, tilted his head and thought for a long time, and then said: "I don't know, I heard them saying that I had a fight with Kamigawa just as I walked over. There was a fight, and my head was broken. Now I am wondering whether I really ran out and had a fight with Kamigawa, and I was about to die. I had a big dream when I was dying."
Cao Weiying just smiled and said, "What's the difference?"
Cong Ren fell silent and looked at the reflections of the two people in the lake for a long time before saying: "There is really no difference, so when they said that, I would rather believe it and let them make trouble. "
Cao Weiying didn't speak, she just stared at the lake in a daze.
The two of them then did not mention whether there was any difference.
"When did you wake up?" Cong Ren said slowly.
Cao Weiying thought for a while and said, "I don't remember either. It was about one day in March. While I was sleeping, a strong wind blew into my dream. I woke up in a daze. Come here, and then I will be so irritated that I just won’t sleep and come out to take a look.”
Cong Ren smiled and said, "I probably know what day it is."
That day there was also a strong wind in Yunmengze.
Then someone also woke up.
They hate each other.
Cao Weiying did not continue to talk about these things. After all, they were some annoying things, so it was better to tell outsiders. Looking at the sword stuck in Cong Ren's heart, Cao Weiying said slowly: "You seem to be seriously injured."
Cong Ren looked down at the sword that a certain blacksmith had knocked hastily. He was silent for a while and said, "But I still haven't been able to figure out what happened in that town a year ago."
"What do you think should have happened?"
Cong Ren looked to the north.
"The sword intention of Shenhe is inside." Cong Ren said slowly, thinking about the emperor in the north of Huai'an, the person he wanted to call senior brother despite being his junior brother. "When this sword was shot out during the ninety-ninth time migration, I felt Kamigawa's sword intention."
This is something that was not mentioned with the goddess.
It’s natural to tell some things to your own people.
But this is not what should happen, it is not an inference, it is just the result of seeing.
So Cong Ren continued: "But I think it's impossible for Kamigawa to do such a thing. He does have such ambitions, but if you ask him to do such a thing secretly, I don't believe it, so I think I should go to Liuyun Jian Zong took a look, but I have never seen Chen Yunxi. Very few people in the world have seen him."
When Cong Ren spoke, he was facing the big lake, but Cao Weiying knew that the following words were meant for him.
"Among the Seven Sons and Three Swords back then, Chen Yunxi's name was still before Laughing in the Cluster." Cao Weiying said calmly, "But I don't want to evaluate him. More than a thousand years may have changed everything. If you feel confused, go and see for yourself.”
Cong Ren stood up, smiled softly, and said: "Forget it, I look like this now. If there is really him behind these stories, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave the Liuyun Mountains."
Cao Weiying said nothing more.
Although Cong Ren stood up, he did not leave. Instead, he stayed by the lake for a long time, seeming to be hesitating about something.
Cao Weiying did not rush him.
As someone who sleeps all year round, I always have a lot of time.
"How about South Island?"
It took Cong Ren a long time before he finally asked this question.
An expected question.
It’s not surprising that grass turns into fireflies.
"Of course he is very good. He wanders around all day long, causing trouble here and there, but he still knows nothing. He looks like he is new to the world and is ignorant." Cao Weiying said with a soft smile. .
Cong Ren sighed and said, "This story started too hastily. It's normal that he can't blend in."
"I feel good." Cao Weiying said with a slight smile. "No one can walk into a storm at the right time. People always come to the end of some stories and look at the regrets that have not been fully seen before they can start their own stories."
Cong Ren looked at the smiling Cao Weiying and said slowly: "But I always hoped to go into some more ups and downs years, such as to see what the white clothes that the world praised so much looked like, Nan Yi How did the story begin, how did Emperor Huai break the River Styx, and how did Qing Yi ascend to the sky?"
Cao Weiying looked up at the sky, then smiled softly and said, "It's your blessing not to be able to see it. If back then, you were either beaten to tears by Bai Yi or beaten to death by Emperor Huai, where would you be? How can you still say such words with so much emotion?"
"Hahaha." Cong Ren couldn't help but smile, probably feeling a little relieved in it. "Maybe that's true. After all, I can't even defeat Gouyuan. I can become what I am now just because I have lived longer."
The two of them watched some flowers falling in the breeze again by the Jingsi Lake. Cong Ren bowed to the grass and bowed to Ying, then turned and walked out.
After walking for a while, he looked back at Cao Weiying and asked a question.
"Has Chen Yunxi ever been beaten to tears?"
Cao Weiying tilted her head and thought for a long time, then slowly said: "He should be the only one who didn't cry after being beaten, so he is the second person in the Three Swords, but he never went to Mojian Cliff again."
Cong Ren seemed to feel a little more balanced, and walked out of Jingsi Lake with the sword stuck in his heart.
Cao Weiying didn't ask him where he was going.
When Cong Ren walked in with the sword stuck in his heart, Cao Weiying knew that Cong Ren would definitely go back to Sharpen the Sword Cliff.
The blood of sword intent was blocked in his heart.
The sword intentions under the peach trees of the Human Sword Sect could not suppress this gushing power.
Cao Weiying turned to look at the eastern sky.
Autumn water.
She must be Hongyi's daughter.
Cao Weiying thought quietly.
It turns out she is dying too.
Cao Weiying felt a little sad thinking about it.
Of course time is not forgiving.
So Cao Weiying didn't give the answer Cong Ren wanted to know.
The person in the story may not have spared him, so he changed his appearance.
Cao Weiying quietly thought about the young swordsman in white and green clothes who stood under the high cliff, looking up at the cliff full of sword intent.
White crown and blue robe.
White clouds and clear streams.
So it’s called Chen Yunxi.
Cao Weiying closed her eyes, then opened them again, quietly staring at a lake of late spring water in a daze.
...
The news that Cong Ren was seriously injured to death by Kamigawa instantly made the already poor family even worse.
Faced with the situation of the Yellow Liang army pressing down on the border, the people of Nanyi City didn't get into chaos because people believed in Cong Ren.
However, when the news spread, the entire Nanyi City was instantly thrown into chaos.
Many people hurriedly checked their luggage and prepared to go north.
Unfortunately, Cong Ren couldn't refute the rumors.
After all, as soon as his head was revealed, everyone saw that, good guy, it turned out that his head was not smashed, but was stabbed directly with a skewered sugar haws.
Of course, the reason why more people didn't leave doesn't mean they didn't believe the news.
But in the story, it was Kamigawa who fought with Cong Ren.
The Divine River is just to the north, won't things happen if you go north?
So just swing on the spot.
Fortunately, Chen Gouqi's sword came down from the tomb mountain soon.
The two guys who spread rumors and caused trouble were arrested directly on the tomb mountain, and they refuted the rumors by the way - saying that Cong Ren never came back at all.
The young boy Hu Lu and the eldest boy Nan Dao were sitting on the tomb hill, looking at each other.
"I wonder why I heard people everywhere saying that Master is dead while I was walking. So it was you who did it?" Hu Lu said, glaring at Nan Dao.
Nan Dao was naturally unconvinced and said, "Didn't you say that your master was hit on the head?"
"I didn't say it was Kamigawa who did it!"
"Who did that?"
"Yes...no, no one did this!" Hu Lu reacted, and then explained, "What I said at the time was clearly a guess."
"I'm also guessing. Why can the monk guess it but I can't?"
When Hu Lu heard this, she felt something was wrong. She touched her head and found that a lot of hair had grown.
Chen Huaifeng rubbed his eyebrows and looked at the two people with a headache.
"You two, sit tight and shut up." Chen Huaifeng said angrily, turned around with his sword in his arms, and sat down facing the Tonggui Monument.
"Obviously Shushu has also spread rumors." Nan Dao said quietly while sitting in front of a tombstone.
Of course Chen Huaifeng knew that Shushu had also spread rumors.
But after all, Shushu was a little demon floating on the river, and Chen Huaifeng was really embarrassed to see Shushu again, so he simply arrested these two people.
The two of them sat by the tombstone and slowly became quiet. Each held their swords and entered a state of cultivation.
Chen Huaifeng didn't hear the sound for a long time. When he turned around and saw this scene, he was a little relieved.
Then he realized, what am I happy about? I am not Cong Ren.
This old boy Cong Ren left as soon as he said he wanted to, leaving a lot of shit to these Sword Sect brothers.
Chen Huaifeng felt a little nostalgic for the past days when he thought about it.
Sitting under the pavilion by the pool, having a cup of wolfberry tea and playing cards.
The comfortable day passed.
It's a pity.
...
Zhang Xiaoyu also heard the news from above the city.
But a smart person like him would never believe such a thing.
the reason is simple.
Zhang Xiaoyu felt that I was only twenty-five years old and had not yet reached my era. How could Master and Shenhe start a fight?
Of course, the most important thing is that although the two brothers have not seen each other for many years, overall, their relationship is not bad, and they see the general direction of the world in the same direction, so naturally there is no chance of fighting. reason.
So after hearing the news, Zhang Xiaoyu just smiled and didn't take it seriously.
All the sword cultivators outside the city have withdrawn into Nanyi City, and at the same time a fire burned the mountains around Nanyi City.
Although Kasugayama couldn't burn anything, and there was too much rain in March, the fire died down not long after it burned.
But they still stopped those Huangliang people outside the city for a long time - it is possible that they really have no intention of moving forward at the moment.
"What do you think they are waiting for?" Mei Quming squatted aside and picked his teeth, looking at Zhang Xiaoyu and asked.
Zhang Xiaoyu looked at Daze and said, "Probably waiting for the story behind to end."
Mei Quming also looked over there, but the senior brothers still didn't come back.
To say that I'm not worried would be a lie.
Although there are many disciples of Jianzong, they are powerful.
But in the final analysis, they are just sword cultivators in the minor realm.
So maybe he is constantly running away.
But what happened, Zhang Xiaoyu and the others didn't know. After all, if they went deep into the swamp, naturally everything would be invisible.
"It seems that Master's sword is no longer in Nanyi City." Qu Shaming withdrew his gaze from the city and looked at everyone and said slowly.
"He should have been taken away by himself." Zhang Xiaoyu said. "It seems that Master really doesn't want to deal with these things."
Zhang Xiaoyu laughed as he spoke, and said, "After all, think about it, when you were sleeping there, your disciples were playing cards and yelling ghosts all day long. You must also find a way to beat them."
"It makes sense." Mei Quming said.
Of course it makes sense, but the frown is also real.
Nan Dequ was the oldest and the calmest. He stopped chatting with Zhang Xiaoyu and the others and sat quietly with his eyes closed, his sword intent rising and falling.
Zhang Xiaoyu and the others chatted for a while, probably influenced by the Nande song. They said nothing more and fell silent.
...
Deep in Daze.
On a mountain road somewhere in the green mountains, there were three Sword Sect disciples walking vigilantly with swords on their backs.
Although they had guessed that the places where the witch marks landed were in the clouds and mist above the mountains, it was difficult to find them one by one directly.
After all, in this vast swamp, there is not only one spirit wizard named Gongzi Wubei.
They had already met a spirit wizard who should be from Nanchu before.
It took the three of them a while to escape from there. But it also caused them to temporarily lose news about other brothers.
There is a clear stream flowing in the mountains.
The stream is still clear for now.
Because the three brothers did not see any blood.
Naturally, the Southern Chu Spirit Witch cannot be defeated.
But if a Sword Sect disciple wanted to run away, they would naturally be helpless.
Because swordsmanship is famous for being fast.
Not only does the sword come out quickly.
It also runs fast.
But it is not good for sword cultivators to run too fast.
For example, the three senior brothers now no longer know where they are in Daze.
The only thing that was certain was that they were getting closer to the main peak of Wushan Mountain.
Because some of the pouring skylight is already flowing in the rivers below the mountain.
After walking for a long time, the senior brother who was at the forefront stopped.
Senior brother's surname is Jiang.
Therefore, the two junior brothers looked at him in confusion and asked, "What's wrong, Senior Brother Jiang?"
Senior Brother Jiang looked ahead and said softly: "We can't go any further."
The two looked forward, but also fell silent.
At the end of the green mountains ahead, there is a protruding cliff. Under the cliff, the river is rushing, but many illusory figures have appeared, riding boats in the river.
They should be the people who sank along with the Wuguishen Cult many years ago.
Although he was dead thousands of years ago, he was an extremely real person floating on the river in a boat, surging with the power of the Styx. Naturally, he was not an ordinary ghost.
Perhaps it was the soul that stayed in the world with Yunmengze's sinking.
Fortunately, the brothers and sisters did not use the sword wind or sword light because they were wary of the spirit wizards in Nanchu. Therefore, the spirits did not notice the three brothers and just stood at the head of the boat without saying a word. Follow the current towards the outskirts of Daze.
"Where are they going?"
A junior brother asked with a surprised expression.
"It's not like we're going to Nanyi City, right?" Another junior said jokingly.
But this joke is really not funny.
So the junior brother fell silent after he finished speaking.
The three of them looked up together to look at the strange and lonely peak where the skylight poured down.
Could it be that the rumored resurrected goddess really meant to wage war on the human world?
When the three of them thought of this, they all felt extremely heavy.
If it were said that only people from the Huangliang secular world and the shaman and ghost realm were involved before, no one would have panicked much.
Huangliang has always been weak, so they naturally don't care too much.
But what if this land that had been silent for countless years also came towards Nanyi City.
Then the story naturally needs to be re-evaluated.
Senior Brother Jiang looked at it for a long time, then looked back at the two junior brothers, and said slowly: "You guys go back to Nanyi City first, and I will inform the other senior brothers. If the situation is not right, then just give up looking for the location."
The junior brothers wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, they just nodded, turned around and walked towards the north on the wet leaves beside the stream.
Senior Brother Jiang who stayed behind waited in place for a long time until the figures of the junior brothers gradually disappeared into the green mountains.
Then he looked solemnly at the thousands of small boats drifting towards the human world in the river.
After hesitating for a moment, it turned into a sword light and disappeared.
But instead of staying away, he headed towards the main peak of Wushan Mountain.
The moment the sword light lit up, thousands of souls standing silently at the bow of the boat in the river suddenly raised their heads and looked into the green mountains.
Fortunately, the senior brother's sword was fast, and the sword light was also fast, and he disappeared here in an instant.
Therefore, all the souls in the river could only see fallen leaves that were rolled up on the ground.
He seemed to be confused for a while and then left in the boat again.
After Brother Jianzong left.
Not long after, another figure appeared on the edge of the green mountain cliff, following the witch marks.
Wearing a complicated witch robe, his hands are wrapped in his sleeves.
Chen slave.
The wind of witches and ghosts brought by Chennu not only disturbed the peace of this area.
At the same time, it also disturbed his own heart.
The countless souls floating in the river not only made the senior brothers of the Human Sword Sect fearful.
Even this Southern Chu spirit shaman, who believed that he had the purest inheritance of the Wuguishen Sect, stood there in a daze.
So what is the Wuguishen Cult?
A witch is a human wizard.
God is the God of mountains and rivers.
Where are the ghosts?
Chen Nu has always believed that ghosts are people who practice ghost arts in the human world.
It turns out not to be.
Ghosts are human ghosts.
Rather than gods and ghosts.
See the gods from above, and reach the underworld below.
Hundreds of witches roam the world.
This is the story of the Wuguishen Cult.
Chen Nu stood there in silence, watching the souls that were moving towards the human world in the countless sky lights.
But he also forgot that he was following the movement of the sword light.
