"Xiao Bai Sword Sect Ranger Four Realm Sword Cultivator, Lu Xiaoer, I have met two master uncles."
After Lu Xiaoer said that at the mouth of the canyon with his sword on his back, he walked over and stopped outside the sword test place. He looked at Nan Dao and Le Chaotian seriously and bowed uprightly.
The reason why it is the four realms is because he once unlocked up to four vitality streams in a certain competition.
Lu Xiaosan looked at it and said, oh my god, you have thick eyebrows and big eyes, but you are so good at pretending?
So he quickly ran over and said in a dignified manner: "Xiao Bai Sword Sect's combined fifth realm sword cultivator, Lu Xiaosan, has met two master uncles."
There are relatively few fallen leaves on the Ranger Road in Le Chaotian's setting, so the longer the battle lasts, the more fallen leaves you get will naturally fall behind.
After hearing what the two said, Le Chaotian turned around and smiled, his whole shoulders shaking, and looked towards Nan Dao.
"Brother, it's your turn."
Nan Dao was silent.
According to the two of them, they were actually just sword cultivators in the Three Realms of Speed.
There was nothing I could do. Every time I tried the sword, the three fishermen on my side were beaten out of control every time. The only one who was serious was Lu Xiaosi, who was building a long road. He was beyond the reach of the whip!
But a few people just kept staring at Nandao, as if Nandao couldn't understand what happened today if he didn't say the words "Three Realms".
Nan Dao looked at the three of them helplessly, thinking, do you really want me to look at you with disappointment on my face?
In the end, Nan Dao calmly sheathed his sword.
"Mojianya Quickly Defeat Three Realms Sword Cultivator, South Island."
The three of them were all laughing there, as if they were very happy to see this senior brother who usually couldn't defeat anyone alone, so defeated.
However, Nandao still pretended to be a little pretentious.
He did not call himself a member of the Lingnan Sword Sect.
Instead, he talked about Mo Jian Ya who was extremely pretentious.
When Le Chaotian arrived, this junior brother who was clearly in his early twenties, but had more fun than anyone else, stood up suddenly, picked up the Dielian flower and held it behind him. Facing the maple tree, he smiled slightly. He raised his head, snorted softly at first, and then with a disdainful tone, he stood among the maple leaves in the gorge and said slowly: "A mere cultivator in the third realm dares to be so presumptuous, let me see this powerful master in the sixth realm kill you. Under the sword."
"..."
The gorge was filled with silence.
Lu Xiaoer bumped Lu Xiaosan with his elbow.
"Look, the tune maker is pretending."
"Cough cough cough cough."
Le Chaotian almost lost his breath and choked to death.
...
Lu Xiaoer and Lu Xiaosan naturally came here to practice their swordsmanship.
Le Chaotian lost another day today and just sat under the maple tree. Nan Dao didn't want to bully the two of them, so he also sat down beside them.
The two young sword cultivators were in the canyon and started to draw their swords hehehehahaha.
Nan Dao and Le Chaotian watched there.
On normal days, Lu Xiaoer would naturally be better. However, in today's sword test, I don't know whether it was because there were two uncles watching, or because Le Chaotian kept pointing there, but Lu Xiaoer was rarely seen. was suppressed and beaten by Lu Xiaosan.
Naturally, Nan Dao and Le Chaotian noticed it. Le Chaotian stopped the competition and called the two young boys over.
"It seems you have made great progress!" Le Chaotian first looked at Lu Xiaosan with a smile and said.
Lu Xiaosan chuckled and said, "Uncle Master, thank you."
Le Chaotian was very satisfied with this sentence. He patted Lu Xiaosan on the shoulder with appreciation, then turned to look at Lu Xiaoer, still smiling, and said, "Are you worried?"
The young man Lu Xiaoer, who was so handsome that even Le Chaotian felt ashamed, held his sword and said calmly: "Yes."
Le Chaotian smiled slightly and said, "Is it okay to say it or is it inconvenient to say it?"
Of course it can be said, at least in Lu Xiaoer's opinion.
The young boy turned to look at Nan Dao and said, "I want to learn the sword from my uncle."
Not only Le Chaotian, but also Nandao was stunned for a moment. The boy was holding an umbrella under the tree and blowing in the wind. Why did he get dragged into me inexplicably?
But now that the matter has come to an end, Nan Dao can't keep fishing around. He looks at the young man in front of him with his sword in hand and asks: "Why?"
Lu Xiaoer said seriously: "Because Uncle Master's sword is faster."
This was Lu Xiaoer's most profound experience when he was a ranger on the other side of the South Island.
Although Nan Dao was made miserable by them every time, his sword was always faster and sharper than others.
Nan Dao thought for a while and said, "Aren't you following along now?"
Lu Xiaoer said: "You can only call me uncle, it doesn't count as learning."
The whole gorge became silent, and the wind kept blowing the fallen leaves, even if they fell on the face of the young boy, the young boy did not brush them away, but looked at Nandao firmly.
Le Chaotian took a deep breath and said, "This is not easy to handle."
Of course it's not easy to handle. Both Nan Dao and Le Chaotian can see that among the entire Xiaobai Sword Sect, Lu Xiaoer is the most handsome, but also the most talented.
He started not much earlier than Lu Xiaosan, but while Lu Xiaosan was still looking for the sense of Qi, he had already completed Zhou Tian. Maybe it won't be long before he can step into the realm of Jianshan and become a true swordsman.
Nan Dao just looked at Lu Xiaoer calmly, stood up, and said, "Come with me."
The young boy followed Nan Dao and walked toward the other end of the canyon.
Le Chaotian held his chin from behind, looked at Lu Xiaosan and said, "Don't you think so too?"
Lu Xiaosan seemed very moved and said, "It's really good to follow Uncle Nan."
"I'm talking about me."
"Uncle Master is really thoughtful."
Lu Xiaosan mocked mercilessly.
Le Chaotian unhappily took the cucurbits from the tree and walked to the mouth of the canyon. He sat on the edge and blew soothing music to the sky full of smoke.
Lu Xiaosan didn't say that he was noisy today, he just followed and listened quietly.
It wasn't until a long time later that Lu Xiaosan looked at Le Chaotian who had stopped and asked, "What song is this?"
Le Chaotian tilted his head, thought for a while, and said, "This is Dielianhua."
"What is Dielianhua?"
"Do you want to learn?" Le Chaotian looked at Lu Xiaosan with a smile.
"Pooh."
Lu Xiaosan held the sword and ran down the mountain path.
Le Chaotian wasn't angry at all, and looked at Lu Xiaosan's leaving figure with a slight smile.
...
Nan Dao and Lu Xiaoer walked through the mountains and forests and arrived at the small cliff.
When Lu Xiaoer saw a tomb here with Nan Dao's name engraved on it, he was startled and looked at Nan Dao's back as he walked forward.
"Uncle Master, you don't want to tell me that you are a dead person, do you?"
"..."
Nan Dao sat down on the edge of the cliff in silence.
"No, it's empty inside. No one is buried inside."
"Oh." Lu Xiaoer felt relieved.
The uncle and nephew, who were only a few years apart in age, sat down on the edge of the cliff.
The mountain breeze blows over the small cliff, and the infinite autumn coolness makes it extremely comfortable.
Nan Dao looked at it quietly for a long time, then looked at the young boy aside and asked, "Does Senior Sister Lu know?"
When Lu Xiaoer heard this question, he lowered his head and said, "I know."
Nan Dao was not surprised.
If he were Lu Xiaoxiao, facing the situation in Lingnan, he would probably have the same thoughts.
Nan Dao rarely talked to people, so he thought for a long time before he said: "Actually, I didn't want to come here at the beginning. But something happened in the middle, and I owe my senior sister a lot of kindness. Only in the end will I stay on this mountain.”
"Master said that uncle is the hope of Lingnan." Lu Xiaoer said looking at Nandao seriously.
Nan Dao laughed, looked at the smoke and clouds in the distance, and said softly: "I don't think so. So I neither went to the Tianya Sword Sect nor your Xiaobai Sword Sect. Instead, I built a small building at the entrance of the canyon with my junior brother."
As Nan Dao said this, he stopped smiling and turned to look at Lu Xiaoer seriously.
“The hope of Lingnan will always be in Lingnan.”
Lu Xiaoer didn't understand what he heard. He looked at Nan Dao and said, "Why?"
Nan Dao said calmly: "The immortality of the Grain God is called Xuan Ni. The gate of Xuan Ni is called the root of heaven and earth. If it exists, it will not be used diligently."
This is the content of the sixth chapter of Qingniu Five Thousand Words. Lu Xiaoer listened very carefully.
"This paragraph is not just about cultivation, it can also be about people in the world. Although Lingnan has always been at the lower level of the cultivation world, it has never cut off its inheritance. This is a very magical thing. It is like weeds everywhere, everyone who sees them wants them I step on two feet, but life goes on and on."
"But Lingnan doesn't want to be a weed." When the handsome young man said this seriously, his brows were furrowed and his expression was solemn.
"Lingnan doesn't want to grow weeds, so why should we borrow a big tree from someone else's garden?"
Nan Dao spoke calmly.
So Lu Xiaoer also fell silent.
"I am not a person born and raised in this land." Nan Dao said calmly, "nor am I a sword cultivated from Lingnan. Senior sister said it beautifully, but even if the world first knew my name, it was in this mountain range. , they will eventually know that my sword is the sword of Mojianya. So Lingnan will become a name forgotten again - this is what I thought after facing the sincerity of my senior sister and all the emotions faded away. Something to realize.”
Lu Xiaoer held his sword and stared blankly at the uncle under the umbrella, and then lowered his head with some disappointment.
"So it's actually best for you to call me uncle," Nan Dao said softly. "Call me uncle, and you are still from Lingnan. If you call me master, you are no longer from Lingnan. Maybe that's good, maybe It’s bad. But I don’t want to live up to senior sister’s expectations.”
Lu Xiaoer remained silent.
"As for learning swordsmanship, I actually can't teach you anything. If you want to learn, you can come to the canyon to watch at any time."
Lu Xiaoer then raised his head, but he was still a little disappointed.
Nan Dao looked at him quietly, perhaps able to understand his sense of loss.
The attitudes of others will naturally affect a person's perception of himself.
Lu Xiaoer's talent was noticed by everyone, and that kind of attention would naturally become the young boy's confidence and pride.
So I felt that this shouldn't be the case and that I should go to a higher place to see.
This is also true.
But, Lu Xiaoer, Lu Xiaoer.
You are a Lingnan sword cultivator, aren't you?
The young boy Lu Xiaoer thought in confusion and despair, stood up with his sword in his arms, saluted to Nan Dao, and then walked down the cliff.
I walked through Luofeng Canyon in a state of despair.
Le Chaotian was still blowing his cucurbit flute at the mouth of the canyon.
When the young boy walked past him, Le Chao Tian stopped and took out the sword from the boy's arms.
Lu Xiaoer turned to look at Le Chaotian, wondering what this uncle who was making music was going to do.
Le Chaotian did nothing, just looked up and down at Lu Xiaoer's sword. There was no name on the sword. Lingnan swords rarely had names. They probably knew that the world would not know their names, let alone theirs. sword.
Le Chaotian stood in the autumn wind at the mouth of the valley and looked at it for a long time, then chuckled and said: "It is indeed a good sword. Although it is not top-notch, it is still first-class in the world."
Lu Xiaoer looked at Le Chaotian blankly. Although he was only a young boy, he could understand that what Le Chaotian was talking about was not a sword, but a person.
Le Chaotian waved the sword in the air twice casually, then gave it back to Lu Xiaoer, and said softly: "A man uses his sword to repay his kindness, and he is not willing to live his life in vain."
"What do you mean, Uncle Master?"
Lu Xiaoer looked at Le Chaotian and asked, seeming to understand.
Le Chaotian said with a smile: "You have to know that if you think everything in this world is not good, then change it instead of sighing, Lu Xiaoer."
Lu Xiaoer looked at Le Chaotian blankly.
Le Chaotian stretched out his hand to twist the young boy's brow and said with a smile.
"Why are you frowning at such a young age? Otherwise, others would think you are your uncle if they see you!"
When Lu Xiaoer heard this, he finally couldn't help laughing, and he was so happy that he was stunned for a moment.
"You're really good-looking, kid! Come into the house with me, elbow."
Lu Xiaoer turned around and ran away, running down the mountain just like Lu Xiaosan.
Le Chaotian was alone at the mouth of the valley, blowing in the wind and laughing softly.
"Can everything in this world really be changed?"
When Le Chaotian heard this, he turned around and found that Nan Dao had also come down at some point, so he stood holding an umbrella under the maple tree not far away.
Le Chaotian turned back, shrugged and said, "Probably not."
"Then why did you say this to Lu Xiaoer."
Le Chaotian thought for a moment and said, "Because he is still just a young boy."
Nan Dao asked with some confusion: "Does this have anything to do with the boy?"
Le Chaotian smiled brightly as he watched the smoke clouds disappearing into the dusk.
"Of course, we have to give young people the courage to change everything, and at the same time, we have to keep everything we firmly believe in."
"us?"
"We are uncles!"
Of course, Master Shishu has to play some villain roles at some point.
For example, when the young man has that kind of courage and climbs all the way, the uncle will jump out and say very cruelly - Aha, young man, this is not allowed!
Nan Dao was silent.
At the same time, there was also some enlightenment.
No wonder I am so confused.
It turns out that I am both a young man and an uncle.
Master's uncle is of course more than just a master's uncle.
It's about everything, everything that has come from boyhood, sheathed the sword and looked at the overhaul of the world.
everything.
What about Le Chaotian?
Nan Dao looked at the junior brother who was sitting at the mouth of the valley and started to blow his cucurbit flute again.
He is different.
He is both a master and an uncle.
Also a teenager.
A boy who is a little older.
...
Wu Dalong is a little free again today.
Other people's leisure is real leisure, but Wu Dalong's leisure is taking a break from busy work.
So he ran to the stream outside the Fengjian Sect to find out the news.
After all, Zhang Xiaoyu lost, so his whereabouts would not be unknown.
Perhaps it was because the news yesterday was not good, so not many sword cultivators came to the stream today to listen to the news.
Wu Dalong came closer this time and sat down by the stream.
Although the Tingfeng Sword Sect was well-informed, it would take some time for some relatively distant news to be transmitted back to the south, so Wu Dalong listened for a long time but did not hear anything important.
They were all weird little things. For example, in that small town, a delicious bean cake appeared. The stall owner was exhausted every time he went out.
Another example is which sword sect has a young disciple who has entered the trail again - this kind of news usually refers to the sword cultivator community near the Liuyun Mountains, or the sword sects near Mojian Cliff. After all, Lingnan is really difficult, and that kind of There is no need to mention that the disciples of the Great Sword Sect enter the minor path. For example, those who can enter the Human Sword Sect are all disciples who are based on the minor path and move towards the great sword cultivation.
Wu Dalong was so envious that his mouth watered.
I just don’t know if it’s because of the delicious bean cakes, or because someone else has such a good sword cultivator.
I listened for a long time while wiping my saliva, and found that there was really no useful information. Just when I was about to leave, there were a lot of sword wind coming from the stream - this is the unique sword wind encryption method of the Tingfeng Sword Sect. It is said that The message can be concisely and completely transmitted back to the sect through the special rhythm of the sword wind.
Ting Feng Yin, a rare minor sword cultivator in Lingnan, found out that he probably couldn't break through the three lower realms of the minor path. He sat on the bridge in the stream every day, listening to the winds in various places, and then told the people in Lingnan, If there is no wind, this swordsman with white hair on the temples will chat with everyone here.
At this time, the wind came, and many people who were about to leave like Wu Dalong stopped and looked at Tingfeng Yin who was listening to the sound of the wind.
"Not okay yet?"
Probably because the message was a bit complicated, Ting Feng Yin took a long time to interpret it, and then a young swordsman who was not familiar with it began to ask questions.
"Don't be anxious, just listen to the wind." Then an old swordsman smiled and comforted him.
It wasn't until the wind blew the yellow leaves all over the stream and he heard the wind singing that he looked at everyone with a strange expression.
"Huaidu was attacked by a large army."
"!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience was shocked.
"Did Lu Ming rebel too?"
Although some people thought they were from Huangliang, Fengqiling was the first pass for the south to enter the north. If there was movement in Huangliang, it was impossible for them not to notice any movement at all. What's more, there is a Nanyi City standing there in the south of Fengqiling.
Therefore, everyone quickly thought of Luming, a place in the snow country that is often forgotten by the world.
But soon someone remembered some of the previous things.
Sure enough, Tingfeng Yin shook his head and said: "No, it was Beitai who brought the 300,000 Qingjia from Nanyi City. They went all the way east, bypassing the broad East China Sea area where Mojian Cliff is located, and then went straight to the north. Huaidu.”
The East China Sea in a narrow sense only refers to the area ten miles below Mojian Cliff and the vast sea.
The Guangdong East China Sea is the entire eastern part of Huai'an. High cliffs stand on the seaside, and the entire eastern part is in a state of invulnerability.
"Then what?"
"Then?" Tingfeng Yin chuckled and said, "He was beaten to a bloody head and fled to the north in embarrassment. He may have left the prison."
"good!"
Naturally, the Lingnan Sword Sect would not have a good impression of the 300,000 green armors.
If they had not left suddenly, Lingnan would not have paid such a high price for the war in Nanyi City.
Wu Dalong thought so too.
He happily prepared to go back and tell Lu Xiaoxiao and the others.
After all, the 300,000 Qingjia and Nanyi Chengbei Family cannot possibly still be related to Nandao.
Wu Dalong thought like this, stepping on the green grass by the dusk stream and walking briskly towards the Tianya Sword Sect.
...
