The senior sister in red whom Le Chaotian had been talking about had finally arrived.
Unfortunately, the name is a bit weird, called green pepper.
When Le Chaotian and others saw the woman sitting on the small building concentrating her sword energy on the second day, they thought to themselves, why don't you call her Hongdou?
However, complaints were complaints, and Le Chaotian still didn't dare to say them in person.
Because I heard that after they slipped away, Nan Dao had a fight with Qingjiao, and the winner was decided with a single sword strike.
Naturally, Qingjiao is not from Mojianya.
Coming from the East China Sea is coming from the East China Sea. There are also many sword sects in the East China Sea, just like the Lingnan sword sect surrounds the human sword sect.
The sword sects in the East China Sea have always been much stronger than the sword sects in Lingnan.
For a very simple reason, the three major sword sects will attract many talented disciples.
Naturally, the Human Sword Sect and Liuyun Sword Sect were taken away.
But Mojianya is different. Mojianya has not accepted a disciple for thousands of years.
Therefore, if those good talents do not want to continue to go to the Human Sword Sect or the Liuyun Sword Sect, they will stay in the sword sects of the East China Sea.
If things go on like this, the sword of East China Sea will be far stronger than the sword of Lingnan.
Le Chaotian and others were sitting at the entrance of Luofeng Canyon, looking towards the small building and looking at Nandao and asked: "Brother, how did you lose to her?"
Nan Dao sat under the maple tree and said calmly: "I will lose to her no matter how you lost to me."
"Her sword is faster than senior brother's?"
Nan Dao said softly: "It's not necessarily that she will fall quickly, but her sword intention is much stronger and her realm is much higher. Losing in such a sword fight is a matter of course."
Le Chaotian asked curiously: "How strong and tall are you?"
Nan Dao thought quietly for a long time and said: "Upward from the inclined bridge, under the green lotus, as for the realm, it may be around the beginning of the trail."
Although Nan Dao doesn't even have white clothes with sword intent, he has seen the big world after all - many senior brothers of the Human Sword Sect.
He could still tell some of the approximate range of the sword's power.
"That's really strong and tall." Le Chaotian said as he stuck his head out against the canyon wall, but Qingjiao happened to be looking over from upstairs. Le Chaotian shrank his head at the speed of light and sat upright in the tree. Next, pretend that nothing happened.
Fortunately, she probably just glanced this way, and she probably didn't mean anything else.
Le Chaotian held his chin under the tree and thought for a while. Suddenly he remembered something. He looked at Lu Xiaosan and said, "By the way, go back and tell your master, don't shake people. You can't beat them even if you shake them."
Lu Xiaosan nodded in agreement, glanced towards the building, and ran down the canyon.
"She said she was asked to come by Feng Yin. Could something happen recently?"
Le Chaotian sat thoughtfully under the tree and thought.
Nan Dao shook his head and said, "I don't know."
The arrival of Qingjiao gave Le Chaotian a sense of crisis. At this time, he stood up and walked towards the canyon, pulled out his sword and prepared to practice sword practice.
As for the fact that my small building was occupied, I'd better wait to talk about it slowly in the afternoon.
"This winter is not peaceful!"
Le Chaotian stood in the canyon and talked to himself.
September is almost over.
Nan Dao ignored it, and he didn't pay too much attention to Qingjiao's arrival. He just looked at Lu Xiaoer, who was holding a sword.
"Has your master ever told you about that peach blossom?"
Lu Xiaoer nodded.
The three of them slipped back last night. Lu Xiaoxiao was naturally curious when he saw Le Chaotian running here.
Several people told the story.
Lu Xiaoxiao looked at the three of them dumbfounded and said, "That must be a swordsman. What are you thinking?"
"What about Peach Blossom?"
We can't blame Lu Xiaoer and the other two, mainly because the story Le Chaotian happened to tell fit the scene perfectly. I can't help but feel that they are not afraid.
"Although there are no peach blossoms in Lingnan in winter, there are in Nanyi City. The peach tree in the Human Sword Sect remains undefeated all year round. It is normal for peach blossoms to fly everywhere in the human world."
Lu Xiaoxiao has indeed seen strong winds and waves, and he behaves extremely calmly in the face of these things.
As for the woman in red, Lu Xiaoxiao could guess a little.
If there is really any trouble in Lingnan, people from the Tingfeng Sword Sect will definitely come to inform them. If not, it means that the people who come must be related to the Tingfeng Sword Sect.
So I slept peacefully until dawn.
Until Le Chaotian and others planned to go up and have a look, they solemnly asked Lu Xiaoxiao.
"If we haven't come back after a quarter of an hour, senior sister, please remember to shake people off immediately."
"..."
Not only Lu Xiaoxiao was silent, but also Nan Dao, who was listening at this time.
Since the matter of green peppers is already roughly understood, there is no need to mention it further.
Judging from the fact that Lu Xiaoxiao slept peacefully last night, it is estimated that there is a high probability that he will not be shaken today.
Nan Dao stood up holding an umbrella, then walked out of the range of the maple trees, walked to the edge of the canyon mouth, and looked towards the south.
Tianya Sword Sect is deep in Fengqiling, so it is naturally difficult to see the big city standing on the edge of the river.
Is there really a peach blossom that can fly so far, over many green mountains, and fall into the stream near Jianzong?
Maybe it's possible, after all, the clear stream comes from the cliff of the mountain. It's very high there, and it may be able to catch some peach blossoms going north, and then happen to fall into the stream, and also happen to be hung on the fishhook of the South Island.
But there were so many coincidences that Nan Dao didn't quite believe it. He would rather believe that the peach blossom came from another of his conjectures.
Why did the Tianya Sword Sect’s sword never return?
Why are there so many swords in the big lake where grass is like fireflies?
This is more of a coincidence.
I never thought about Nandao in the past because the two are completely unrelated worlds.
But that peach blossom seemed to break the boundaries of this conjecture.
Nan Dao thought of this, turned around and headed towards the mountain road.
"Where are you going, uncle?"
Lu Xiaoer asked curiously from behind, looking at Nan Dao who was suddenly in a hurry.
"Go find peach blossoms."
Nan Dao said calmly.
Lu Xiaoer scratched his head in confusion. Where can he find peach blossoms in this season?
Lu Xiaoer originally wanted to practice his sword in the canyon, but when he turned around, he saw the woman in red looking quietly at the small building. He was always a little frightened when Nan Dao was not there, so he followed Nan Dao with his sword on his back. Go to the island.
"Uncle Master, wait for me."
...
Nan Dao and Lu Xiaoer walked all the way and went straight to the Sword Throwing Pond.
The old man is not here, and I don’t know where he has gone. Ever since he picked up Le Chaotian’s money, the old man has often disappeared.
Is it true that a man is so young that he picks up money and then goes down the mountain to see a girl?
Although Nan Dao was a little strange, he didn't think much about it. He stood by the clean little pool with an umbrella and meditated for a long time.
"Can you find peach blossoms here?" Lu Xiaoer was very surprised.
This young man who is usually very upright doesn't pretend to be a young man in front of Nan Dao. He is a young man when he should be.
Nan Dao said softly: "Maybe there is. I want to go down and have a look."
"Ah!" Lu Xiaoer looked shocked, "Didn't Master and the others say this is a bottomless pit?"
Of course, the bottomless pit has other meanings. For example, if the entire Tianya Sword Sect is depleted, it is also a bottomless pit.
Nan Dao said calmly: "Just go down and take a look and you'll find out."
Lu Xiaoer looked at Nandao in silence for a long time and said, "Then if Uncle Master can't come back, do I need to shake him?"
Nan Dao smiled and said, "Of course."
So Lu Xiaoer nodded solemnly and watched Nan Dao step into the pool with two swords on his back and an umbrella, and then quickly sank down.
Lu Xiaoer stood there nervously, probably feeling uneasy, so he took off the sword behind him and held it in his arms.
The water gradually calmed down.
Just like what they sometimes saw in the past, the old man threw the sword inside.
Lu Xiaoer felt that his heart was beating wildly.
Uncle Master, everything will be fine.
"What is he going to do?"
A calm voice came from behind Lu Xiaoer.
Lu Xiaoer was startled, pulled out his sword, turned around, and pointed the tip of the sword directly at the woman in red behind him.
It turned out to be red pepper, ah, no, it was green pepper.
Lu Xiaoer thought like this and felt that he should take back his sword. After all, I heard that this woman should be a sword cultivator in the upper realm, so it would be useless to hold the sword by herself.
But I felt a little embarrassed to put down the sword like this, so I held the sword and hesitated.
Qingjiao didn't pay attention to the young boy's sword, passed over Lu Xiaoer, walked to the lake and looked at the water quietly.
"What is he going to do?"
Qingjiao asked again.
Lu Xiaoer didn't put the sword back until there was no one in front of him. He held it in his hand and looked at Qingjiao's back.
"Looking for peach blossoms."
"Looking for peach blossoms?"
Qingjiao turned around, her originally calm face now filled with suspicion.
Just looking at Lu Xiaoer's expression, he didn't look like he was lying. Then he laughed sarcastically and said, "No wonder the Lingnan Sword Sect is still like this for so many years. It turns out that everyone is a fool."
The formation of the East China Sea Sword Sect was naturally much later than that of the Lingnan Sword Sect.
But the difference between the two does not come from the so-called stupidity.
It's just that those who are near the water and the towers get the moon first.
Lu Xiaoer drew his sword again. This time, the sword was held much more firmly than before.
"Apologize!"
The young boy looked at the woman in red in front of him with an angry expression.
Qingjiao just turned around calmly and walked towards the way he came.
"If you want me to apologize, then be better than me." Qingjiao stood at the intersection of the path and looked back at Lu Xiaoer quietly.
"You are being unreasonable!"
Lu Xiaoer said angrily.
Qingjiao chuckled and walked outside.
"What do the people of the Sword Sect say?"
The people of Jian Zong talk about truth.
Lu Xiaoer held his sword and stood silently by the sword throwing pool.
Of course Lu Xiaoer knew that the sword in the hands of the Sword Sect was the greatest truth in the world.
But he is from the Lingnan Sword Sect.
Lingnan sword cultivators rarely have such an arrogant attitude.
They tend to be gentle, humble, silly and loving.
Because they are too close to the world.
So I probably don’t have the confidence to be unreasonable.
...
Qingjiao walked out of the sword throwing pool and saw another female swordsman standing there, holding a sword and waiting for her.
"Why are you talking to a child like this?"
Today's Lu Xiaoxiao's momentum is a little different.
Although not even enlightened.
But he finally looked like the master of the Sword Sect.
Qingjiao said calmly: "I'm just telling a fact."
Lu Xiaoxiao sneered and said: "Your name is really ugly. Although I know that no one has said that no one is allowed to have a surname of Qing, and no one has said that it is not allowed to have a surname of Qing and also have a name of Jiao, but it is really ugly. .”
The sword wind surged around Qingjiao's body, and she looked at Lu Xiaoxiao quietly.
Lu Xiaoxiao stood in the sword wind of the path and bridge. Although his face was a little pale, he still said calmly: "What I said is also true."
"I have the ability to state the facts, what about you?"
"I didn't." Lu Xiao was very calm, holding the scabbard with one hand and the hilt with the other, and slowly pulled out the sword. "But I also want to try a sword."
"Your so-called hope of Lingnan also tried his sword last night." Qingjiao did not draw his sword.
Perhaps in her opinion, facing such a swordsman who has not even attained enlightenment, it is extremely ridiculous to draw a sword.
"But I haven't yet."
"I thought you wouldn't have the courage."
The little sword cultivator from Lingnan drew his sword and pointed it at the small Dao realm sword cultivator from the East China Sea.
“Lingnan is just ordinary, not bad.”
There is hope in ordinary things.
What is rotten is just extravagant hope.
Qingjiao looked at Lu Xiaoxiao quietly for a long time, and then said slowly: "I made a mistake."
"good."
Good sword practice is a unique word in the world.
The sword wind in the courtyard dispersed, and the two passed by each other.
...
The South Island went all the way down in darkness and cold.
Just like last time.
The place under the sword pool is like an abyss with no bottom.
But Nandao did not retreat halfway this time, but silently went all the way down.
Just as it kept going down, the panic that seemed to never end gradually emerged in Nan Dao's heart.
The distance he fell should have been far more than the entire height of Fengqiling.
Perhaps it has exceeded the height of the high cliff in the East China Sea.
Maybe he has traveled through the entire world.
But it's still falling endlessly.
Nan Dao hesitated for a long time. The vitality of heaven and earth surged out from the divine sea, and he was about to lift himself up.
However, at this moment, the Yaozhou Island that he was holding suddenly left behind Nan Dao with the intention of his sword, dragging the shimmering chill, and appeared in front of Nan Dao.
Nan Dao looked at Parrot Island in silence for a while.
Where does this sword come from?
Grass is firefly.
So Nandao regained the vitality of heaven and earth, let Yiaozhou lead the way, and continued downward.
After an unknown amount of time, the darkness gradually dispersed like ink.
Continuing downward, an extremely narrow ray of skylight appeared.
At this point, Nan Dao finally saw the scenes on both sides clearly.
They are some extremely narrow stone walls, and on those stone walls, there are countless deep sword marks - the swords that the Tianya Sword Sect has thrown into them for thousands of years should have passed through these stone walls and fallen further down.
Nan Dao continued to go downwards, and the light in front of his eyes suddenly skyrocketed.
Then the whole person seemed to have passed through a barrier.
Suddenly he appeared in a brightly lit world.
Even though Nan Dao had already imagined the scene here, when he suddenly saw it, he felt lost for a long time.
He fell from a gap in the dome wall hanging above the sky.
The sky's light flows like a stream, pouring down on the entire world.
And underfoot.
Below the feet is a scene that is extremely shocking to the South Island - thousands of long swords are surrounded, leaving only the hilts of different shapes, forming the cold iron land.
What is under the earth?
It's a big lake.
Nan Dao recalled the thousands of long swords he saw under the Sword Lake where grass was a firefly, with their sword tips pointing downward and hanging above the sky.
How many swords has the Tianya Sword Sect thrown in over the past thousand years?
Nan Dao finally landed on the ground. He looked at the countless sword hilts at his feet. He was silent for a while, raised his hand to hold one, and then pulled it out with a loud sound.
The shape of the sword is ordinary, but there is a lot of cold light lingering on it, just like my own Parrot Island.
The word "Qingtian" is engraved on the sword.
Nan Dao frowned for a moment, these two words reminded him of Qingtian Dao.
So he pulled out several swords near that sword.
One handle calls out the moon, and the other handle calls out the time.
The name is very strange, but if you put it together, it becomes a very familiar poem.
When will the moon come in the blue sky? I will stop drinking and ask.
On Qingtian Dao's robe, there are seven words from the previous sentence.
Nan Dao looked back at the Parrot Island that Cao Weiying gave him.
So these sword names are probably some poems written by Cao Weiying after he drank too much?
Nan Dao put down his shuriken and looked at the world again.
Countless long swords kept rising and falling in the sword's will.
So how bored is that young man to have these swords engraved with such things?
Is he really a genius?
The kind where you can write hundreds of poems over wine?
Nan Dao stood in this world of poetry and swords holding an umbrella, looking around, and then shouted loudly:
"Grass is firefly!"
"Grass is firefly!"
The light in the human world seemed to have stagnated for a little, and then continued to flow. I don’t know where it came from, and I don’t know where it went.
Just like Nan Dao standing on this land composed of thousands of swords, he didn't know whether he was in the sky or underground.
The voices calling the boy gradually faded away.
No response.
Only the thousands of long swords under my feet kept chirping softly when I heard the words "Cao Wei Ying".
The South Island has finally been confirmed. It turns out that the Tianya Sword Sect in Lingnan really leads to Tianshang Town where Cao Weiying is.
Then here comes the problem.
How should I return to that town again?
Nan Dao looked at the ground beneath his feet, then half-knelt down with an umbrella and began to draw swords one by one.
If there really is the big lake where the South Island once slept below here, then pulling out the sword will naturally lead to it.
But there are still swords under the sword, layer upon layer, I don’t know how many there are.
At the same time, a voice came from the edge of the human world.
"The long winds send autumn geese thousands of miles away, and you can enjoy this high-rise building."
Nan Dao turned around and saw the young man in Qingshang holding a wine gourd in one hand and drinking, while holding several swords and walking towards here.
"It seems like it's time for me to build a tall building in the town." As Cao Weiying said, he stopped in front of Nan Dao and inserted several swords that might have just been engraved into his hands into those ten thousand things. Among the swords.
Nan Dao looked at Cao Weiying blankly, not knowing what to say for a moment.
So I looked at it for a long time and just asked.
"So it turns out that Tianshang Town is in Lingnan?"
Cao Weiying drank wine, smiled softly, and said, "How come Tianshang Town is in Lingnan?"
"Of course Tianshang Town is in heaven."
Nan Dao was silent for a while, looking at the unreal scene in front of him.
"Then what's going on?"
Cao Weiying handed the wine gourd to Nan Dao and said with a smile.
"Young man, be brave and have a rich imagination. Who says you will end up in poverty and in hell?"
