It took Lu Xiaoxiao a long time to explain this problem clearly to Shushu.
However, Shushu, who was sitting on the bow of the boat, seemed a little disappointed after hearing that Lu Xiaoxiao just wanted to take Nandao to Lingnan Sword Sect.
"Ah, so that's it."
Shushu found this development less interesting than he had misunderstood.
But adhering to the philosophy of doing a lot of good deeds every day, Shushu still nodded.
"I don't know where he is, but if I see him, I will tell you."
Shushu said with a smile.
Lu Xiaoxiao looked at Shushu's smile and wondered what she was smiling about.
"Thank you."
Lu Xiaoxiao said.
Then he saw Shushu reaching out his hand.
Lu Xiaoxiao then remembered that Shushu would charge a penny for doing good deeds.
He just thought about it, looked at her and said, "You haven't found him for me yet, so what should I do if you can't find him after I gave him the money?"
Shushu still looked at Lu Xiaoxiao with a smile and said, "What if I tell you and you happen to have no money?"
Lu Xiaoxiao looked at the girl sitting cross-legged at the head of the boat in front of him, and felt that although she was smiling when she said this, there was always something sad in the wind blowing from the river.
Some emotions cannot be hidden.
Although Shushu has been hiding well.
But the pain hidden in the small eyebrows was still blown to the world by the wind.
Lu Xiaoxiao was silent for a while, and after groping for a long time, he took out a penny and handed it to Shushu.
Shushu took the money, got up and walked into the cabin. He seemed to put the money into the jar, but he didn't know what he was busy with inside, and he didn't come out for a long time.
Lu Xiaoxiao looked at the cabin curiously, but unfortunately the night was a bit dark and the light by the river was not very good, so he couldn't see anything clearly.
After a long time, Shushu came out of the cabin, holding a pen and a small note in his hand.
Walking to the bow of the ship, Shushu lay down there, licked his pen, and then started writing crookedly.
——On April 2 and April 3, 1003, Shushu received...
Shushu was writing, looked up at Lu Xiaoxiao, and asked, "What's your name?"
"Lu Xiaoxiao."
As Lu Xiaoxiao spoke, he looked at Shushu and said, lowered his head and continued writing.
——Received a penny from Lu Xiaoxiao. If the commission is not completed, then the penny will be regarded as a loan and will be returned to Lu Xiaoxiao on a selected day.
Although Shushu was written crookedly, he looked serious. After he finished writing, he drew a silly little mouse head at the bottom.
After finishing writing, Shushu stood up, tiptoed and handed the piece of paper to Lu Xiaoxiao, and said seriously: "If I don't help you find Nandao, you can come to me with this piece of paper, and I will bring it to you." The money is returned to you.”
Lu Xiaoxiao nodded, looked at the piece of paper for a while, and then asked curiously: "What does the duck neck at the bottom mean?"
Shushu was so angry that his face turned red. He almost jumped up and took the paper back, and said angrily: "That's a mouse head! It's Shushu's signature!"
"Ah, I'm sorry." Lu Xiaoxiao apologized sincerely.
Shushu snorted, turned around, and took the boat away under the night.
Lu Xiaoxiao stood by the river holding the note, looking at it with confusion.
Isn’t this really a duck neck?
...
Chen Huaifeng sat quietly on the tomb mountain.
He may have seen some of the stories that happened by the Nanyi River, but he didn't pay attention to them. He just sat quietly under the Tonggui Monument.
Although Zhang Xiaoyu had already entered the avenue, Chen Huaifeng still sat here holding the half curtain of wind and rain.
Perhaps to the human world, this senior brother who likes to keep in good health, sitting here seems to have nothing to do.
But senior brother will naturally not sit idle.
A junior brother entered the Great Dao from the Seventh Realm in one day. As a senior who has been in the Ninth Realm for many years, he is naturally under a lot of pressure.
Therefore, the sword intentions around him were somewhat unsettling, constantly shuttling between the divine sea and the human world.
It seems to be trying to shake down more Dao Fruits and fall into the Dao Sea.
Perhaps because his mind was immersed in the divine sea, Chen Huaifeng didn't know when there was a young man beside him.
It wasn't until the young man looked up at the huge blue stone tablet, maybe seeing something, and let out a sigh that Chen Huaifeng woke up. The wolfberry sword was pulled out from the ground with sword intent and soil, but it stopped. At the boy's side.
The young man didn't even move, even though the dirt on the tip of the sword had stained his robe.
"Senior, why are you here today?"
Chen Huaifeng retracted his sword, looked at Cao Weiying beside him, and asked respectfully.
Cao Weiying still looked up at the stone tablet, without smiling or answering.
Chen Huaifeng followed Cao Weiying's line of sight.
It landed on a name.
The bush laughed.
In fact, Cong Zhongxiao did not participate in the subsequent battles between the two clans.
At the beginning of all the stories, due to the death of a certain sword-wielding Huangliang Zhenyao Si Zhongsi, the man who was the best swordsman in the world went to the cliff with the sword left by the sword master.
In the end, he went to the East China Sea 490,000 miles away for a decisive battle with the Demon Ancestor of Mojian Cliff, the Eighth Master Uncle of Cong Zhongxiao.
The Qiu Shui Sword was broken into pieces at that time.
Then he pulled out the Qingyi Kaitian, and died together with the Demon Ancestor in the sword intent left by the Qingyi that spread.
But the world still left his name on the monument.
Not only because two of the three swordsmen in the world today are his disciples.
What's more, when the countless demon clans came down from the Youhuang Mountains, crossed the Yellow Liang and the Daze and arrived outside Nanyi City, the Human Sword Sect did not intervene.
Even the senior fellows of Jianzong went to the foot of Fengqi Ridge and stopped those Lingnan sword cultivators who wanted to go down the mountain.
So later on, after humans and monsters coexisted and all spirits flowed together, Cong Zhongxiao’s name was engraved on the Tonggui Monument.
Cao Weiying was looking at the name.
There are many names on the Tonggui monument.
As far as the human world is concerned, this is a person in a long history.
But for Cao Weiying, only the name Cong Zhongxiao can be regarded as an old friend.
"What are you thinking about, senior?"
Chen Huaifeng stared in silence for a long time, then turned to look at the young man Qingshang beside him and asked.
Cao Weiying finally lowered her head, standing on the tomb mountain and looking at the night of the world.
"I'm not thinking about anything." Cao Weiying said with a chuckle, "Just looking around."
Chen Huaifeng looked at the smile on Cao Weiying's face and said slowly, "Senior, you can watch for a while."
When Cao Weiying heard this, she lowered her head and looked at Chen Huaifeng, a tall disciple of the Sword Sect, who just sat there quietly and looked at the young man.
The meaning of this sentence is very intriguing.
The smell of the host talking to his guests.
For example, someone comes to visit and looks at the flowers and plants in the garden, and the host says that he can look at them for a while longer if he likes them.
If you are more hospitable, you might dig some out and put them in a basin for people to take back.
So Cao Weiying found it very interesting.
After looking at Chen Huaifeng for a long time, he turned back, looked at the world quietly, and said, "You seem a little scared."
Chen Huaifeng was silent for a while, looked towards the south, and said softly: "Perhaps, a certain returning goddess in the swamp has always been the shadow on Nanyi City. When I first met the senior, I also I was happy because I knew that my senior was from the Sword Sect. But as the story continued to develop, I began to feel panic."
Chen Huaifeng looked up at Cao Weiying and said slowly: "Senior, you are too tall."
Cao Weiying was silent for a while and said, "Yes."
Chen Huaifeng looked at the Human Sword Sect and said rather melancholy: "Master comes and goes, as if he doesn't care about anything at all. Although I am not the largest in the Human Sword Sect, I am the strongest one in the Sword Sect. , as I said at the beginning, as a senior brother, you must always stand up, otherwise you will be ashamed of that sentence. There are many things that I have not fully told them so far. They may guess some things, or they may be in Daze They saw something in it, but after all, for them, it was something that was not confirmed.”
Chen Huaifeng sighed, looked to the south again, and continued: "Whether it's a goddess or a senior, it's hard for me to let go of existences like you, even if you really stay in the world with no desires. In the past, I always I can’t understand why more than a thousand years ago, even though the Sword Saint Master did nothing and just sat on a high cliff, people were always worried that he would go crazy. But now I can understand.”
"Senior, you are too tall." Chen Huaifeng said softly, lowering his head and looking at the sword stained with dirt on his knees. "The world cannot bear your slightest change of thought."
"so."
Chen Huaifeng raised his head and looked at Cao Weiying sincerely, as if pleading.
"The human world is very good, and I like it very much. Senior, if you like it and miss it very much, you can watch it a few more times. After reading it..."
Chen Huaifeng paused, and the look on his face became determined.
"Senior, please leave."
Cao Weiying stood aside holding the wine gourd, smiled slightly, and said: "Of course it is like this. But..."
Cao Weiying looked at Chen Huaifeng and said, "What's your name?"
Chen Huaifeng was stunned for a moment and said softly: "Chen Huaifeng."
"Okay." Cao Weiying took a sip of wine and said with a chuckle: "But Chen Huaifeng, you are the one who holds the sword. The person who holds the sword should hold the truth in his own hands instead of placing hope in the hearts of others. Think clearly."
Chen Huaifeng sat there silently.
"You can say this to me today, and I won't be angry, because strictly speaking, you are all my descendants of swordsmanship." Cao Weiying said calmly, "But what if the person standing here today is the one who came from the underworld? Where is Yao Ji who revived in the river?"
What Cao Weiying said is true.
He had told Chen Huaifeng at the beginning.
The first generation leader of the Human Sword Sect, he taught Xieqiao the sword.
Therefore, Cao Weiying would naturally tolerate Chen Huaifeng's emotions.
Chen Huaifeng sighed softly.
Naturally, he wanted to say a lot of things with confidence.
Just like when I talked to the people in Heavenly Prison.
But people like Cao Weiying are not people from heaven.
Even if Chen Huaifeng had the whole world standing behind him, he might not be able to be that decisive. That sentence asking the senior to leave was the most intense words he could say.
The sword on his knee suddenly broke away from Chen Huaifeng and fell into the hands of the young man Qingshang.
Chen Huaifeng stared blankly at the young man who was holding a wine gourd and a sword, standing calmly in the night wind on the top of Tomb Mountain, wondering what he was going to do.
The sword style is flourishing in the world.
But Cao Weiying did nothing, just held the sword.
Quietly looking at the word "wolfberry" on the sword.
"I admire you very much." Cao Weiying said softly.
Chen Huaifeng was stunned for a moment, then said with a wry smile: "I thought you would favor Zhang Xiaoyu more."
Although Zhang Xiaoyu suffered a lot from the sword intention that came from Tao Zi, it also made this lazy young man in white have his sword intention much stronger.
Cao Weiying smiled and said slowly: "He is naturally good, but in my opinion, maybe it is a personal preference. I am more optimistic about you."
Chen Huaifeng looked at Cao Weiying and asked with some confusion: "Why?"
Cao Weiying said softly: "Because of what you said."
"What?"
"If you don't come and take a look, how can you live up to your words, senior brother?"
Chen Huaifeng was stunned.
Cao Weiying said softly: "What does the word senior brother mean?"
Chen Huaifeng didn't speak, he just looked quietly at this young man in Qingshang who seemed to have many things that he couldn't let go of.
Cao Weiying raised her hand to erase the word "wolfberry" engraved on Chen Huaifeng's sword, and then calmly wrote two words.
Senior brother.
"When you have to die, die before your junior brother." Cao Weiying held the sword and turned to look at Chen Huaifeng, "It's for my senior brother."
Chen Huaifeng stared blankly at the word "Senior Brother" on the sword, and then looked at the flash of loneliness between the young man's brows.
Regarding Cao Weiying's identity, he had actually already guessed it.
But it wasn't until he said this sentence that Chen Huaifeng truly confirmed his guess.
There is a story that happened more than a thousand years ago, and the world often only talks about Qing Yi breaking through the sky and leaving. From then on, he was only second in the world of swordsmanship.
But the main body of the story back then, Qing Yi Po Tian, was just the beginning.
What really caused the whole world to fall into chaos was Qing Yi leaving the world. Then all the undercurrents that had been suppressed for decades came out of the darkness. Emperor Huai inherited Nan Yi's idea and wanted to see the River Styx. country.
That was the most peak generation in Mojianya.
However, almost all of Mo Jian Ya, the pinnacle generation, died in the hands of Emperor Huai.
In other words, they just destroyed it in their own hands.
Ji Wuxu, the Sophora Emperor thousands of years ago, still had another identity.
He is Nan Yi's second disciple.
The younger brother of Sword Master Qing Yi.
Mojianya will only lose to Mojianya.
This was the evaluation of Mo Jian Ya of that generation in the world.
Hangu Temple, which is able to overpower the beginning of all avenues, becomes the number one in the world, and Mojianya will only lose to Mojianya.
Of course, no one died.
His senior brother died, and so did his junior brother.
Only he did not die because he was not alive at the time.
Chen Huaifeng guessed everything, but said nothing.
Cao Weiying didn't care whether Chen Huaifeng guessed his identity.
Only he still has many old friends and many connections in the human world.
Identity is identity.
The old friend died.
Those things are just buried dust.
There was silence for a long time on the tomb mountain.
After a long time, Chen Huaifeng stretched out his hand and said softly: "Thank you, senior, for your teaching."
Cao Weiying looked at Chen Huaifeng calmly and did not put the sword into his hand, but just let go of his hand and let it be inserted into the soil.
"This is not a gift of a sword, Chen Huaifeng. A sword cultivator does not need a sword from others." Cao Weiying said calmly. "You need to pick up the sword by yourself and sharpen it yourself."
When he first sent the Parrot Island in the South Island, Cao Weiying was not handed over to him. He just shook off the water plants and threw them in front of him.
This is not an insult.
The sword that was thrust into his hand, and the sword that he picked up.
are two different meanings.
Only when you pick up the sword can you tell some great truths to the world.
This is what Cao Weiying saw in Qingxuanxu.
So Chen Huaifeng reached out, grabbed the sword, pulled it out, and put it on his knee. Then he looked at Cao Weying and asked seriously: "Senior, is there anything else?"
Cao Weiying looked at Chen Huaifeng and listened to his particularly calm words - "Senior, is there anything wrong?" But he kept smiling.
Cao Weiying laughed for a long time, then drank wine while holding the wine gourd, and walked down the mountain.
"It's okay, I'm leaving first."
If you say you're going, you really are going.
It's like a young man who came here for fun, chatted with others, and then took advantage of the cool night breeze to walk towards the world.
The boy was actually not very happy talking.
Because Chen Huaifeng called him senior.
A man is a boy until he dies.
Even if you live like an old antique, this is no exception.
But he really liked the Sword Sect disciple on the tomb mountain.
Even in Cao Weiying's opinion, his qualifications were mediocre.
Although in the eyes of the world, Chen Huaifeng is already a genius in the world.
But as someone who came from the most peak generation of Mojian Cliff, Cao Weiying looked at everyone as having mediocre qualifications.
After all, the world has always fought for second place, and it has been for many years.
But the word "senior brother".
Qualifications cannot be summed up in one word.
Cao Weiying walked to the bridge at the foot of the mountain, stood on the bridge drinking wine, and then looked back at the silent thirty-two-year-old Jianzong disciple on the mountain.
In the cold night, there seemed to be some light in the young man's eyes.
Maybe I am also nostalgic for the days when someone called me senior brother during those long years!
After watching for a long time, Cao Weiying chuckled softly, raised his head and drank wine, walked across the bridge, and gradually walked away in the night world.
Chen Huaifeng sat quietly on the tomb mountain and looked at the sword in his lap.
After tonight, the Wolfberry Sword Chen Huaifeng became history and became the Senior Sword Chen Huaifeng.
Senior Brother is a name with a moderate status.
But few people use this as a sword name.
It’s not that it’s not suitable, it’s that it may not be able to bear it.
Just like Cao Weiying said.
The so-called senior brother means that when it is time to die, you should die before your junior brothers.
Chen Huaifeng looked at the sword in his lap quietly, thinking about Cao Weiying's words.
Or in fact, a long time ago, when Chen Huaifeng was no longer holding a cup, drinking tea and playing cards in the Sword Sect, the Wolfberry Sword was no longer there.
Just senior brother.
Senior brother of Senior Brother Chen.
Senior brother of the sword.
Cao Weiying just changed the name of the sword.
And what gives him meaning.
It's Chen Huaifeng himself.
There is no limit to life, but you dare not go there unless you die, and you dare not come unless you die.
Chen Huaifeng suddenly remembered the words that Emperor Huai said that were widely circulated in the world.
Then he calmed down and closed his eyes.
The sword on his knees hummed softly, and the sword intent surrounded him.
It's senior brother's sword.
