After Nan Dao went upstairs again, he sat there quietly, holding the Peach Blossom Sword on his knees, quietly looking at the human mountains in November.
It looks like he is thinking about something.
But in fact, Nan Dao didn't think about anything.
Just sit quietly and listen to the wind.
Some answers are naturally clear.
Even though Tao Hua, who was sitting under the peach tree with a sword in the divine sea, didn't say anything.
But some things, if they are not, they are not. If you don’t answer, then they will naturally be yes.
Nan Dao suddenly remembered the stone tablet he saw when he first stepped onto the high cliff in Tianshang Town.
The white jade capital in the sky has five cities on the twelfth floor.
Immortals caress my head, and my hair will grow forever.
Of course Cao Weiying knows a lot of things.
For example, what is the missing word?
But when that young man in green clothes is drinking and standing in front of you with a smile, it is indeed difficult for you to ask something.
Nan Dao retracted his thoughts and his eyes fell on the Peach Blossom Sword in his lap. Although Le Chaotian had been lazy during this period because of the cold weather, Nan Dao naturally did not.
The sword is drawn thousands of times in the canyon every day.
Therefore, the current Peach Blossom Sword looks much sharper, and the heavy feeling is slowly fading away - the sword will naturally find the form that suits it best.
Such as slender, such as thin.
Or resolute, or boring.
Nan Dao still couldn't see what his peach blossom sword would look like in the end.
It's just blue-black, the kind of blue-black color that looks like it's been burned by fire.
A sword like this is called Peach Blossom, which is obviously against harmony.
But who says peach blossoms have to be fat red?
Nan Dao thought like this, sitting on the wind corridor, thrusting a sword into the wind.
The sword intent circulates on the blue-black sword body, and the sword screams incessantly.
Qingjiao, the woman in red below, raised her head and looked quietly at the sword sticking out of the small building.
"Your sword sense has improved a lot."
Nan Dao said calmly: "Yes."
"Is there any landing point?"
Nan Dao was silent for a while and said, "Yes."
Qingjiao didn't ask any more questions.
Where the sword cultivator's sword falls is naturally his own business.
For Nan Dao, this sword may be Peach Blossom, it may be He Zong, it may be Heavenly Prison, or it may be something ethereal.
Some of the pain has been forgotten for a long time.
But that haze is still there.
The umbrella in his hand still hasn't been let go.
Even that day at Yunmengze, he looked at the young man who was crying and jumping and talking about how cheating he was, and said something like, since I have endured such pain, I should have something like this.
But if it were possible, no one would want to live without an umbrella for the rest of their lives.
Even after abandoning the umbrella, those sword lights and wind and snow were amazing.
It’s enough to make the world stay away from it.
Also shocked and far away.
I heard from the human world that the people on the twelfth floor only exist in this world in order to step through a certain heavenly door that may not exist.
Nan Dao thought calmly.
Then it makes sense that he is from the twelfth floor.
This may be Taohua's choice, but in the final analysis, it is the decision of the former Nandao.
Nan Dao looked calmly at the sword he stabbed into Fengli.
Yes.
I'm from the twelfth floor.
So what?
Nan Dao withdrew the sword and placed it across his knees.
So all kinds of thoughts poured into the divine sea, carrying the vitality stream, and headed towards the fish with sword intent.
Taohua sat quietly under the peach tree, looking at the sword intentions, and also looked up at the sword intentions at the top of the vast peach tree.
At some point, the two are somewhat similar.
...
The snow in the East China Sea reached this mountain in Lingnan on November 10th.
However, not everyone can understand that story.
Why did you agree to ask Jian Wenjian?
In the end, he got into a fight with the people from Shanheguan?
Even people from the Human Sword Sect got involved.
As a result, no one from the Donghai Sword Sect went to take a look at the cliff edge of the stream.
When the news reached Tianya Sword Sect, a bunch of people were chattering. Even Qingjiao couldn't hold it back. She pretended to practice on the wooden porch of the small house she had worked so hard to build, stretching her ears and keeping calm. Listening.
Nan Dao and Le Chaotian sat in the canyon, watching Wu Dalong and Lu Xiaoxiao over there making various guesses.
Nan Dao looked at Le Chaotian aside and asked curiously: "Junior brother, why don't you join in the fun today?"
Le Chaotian said lazily: "It's none of my business anyway. There's no need for Lingnan to join in the fight in the East China Sea. It's impossible for him to run away to Lingnan while carrying a sword."
As Le Chaotian spoke, he looked at Nandao and said, "Senior brother, why are you so calm after hearing the news today?"
Nan Dao swept the melon seed shells off his body - when Le Chaotian returned from watching the show, he vomited the melon seed shells all over the floor and onto Nan Dao's trouser legs.
"Didn't they say that? If the people from Mojian Cliff appear at the foot of the cliff, they must have dispersed later."
Le Chaotian chuckled and said, "I thought even if the show is over, you would still be curious about the reason."
Nan Dao said softly: "Yes, but then I thought about it and found that the reason is actually very meaningless, just like the sword at the top of Nanyi City - I still haven't understood it. But even if I understand it, I can't What should I change? My senior brother and I have a very happy relationship, and he has no reason to kill me. But he still stabbed me with that sword. This shows that many things must be done sometimes. "
Le Chaotian looked at Nan Dao quietly, and then said softly: "What if it's not something that must be done?"
Nan Dao raised his hand to sweep the fallen leaves on the Peach Blossom Sword on his knees, and said calmly without hesitation: "I don't know."
Le Chaotian smiled and said: "So in the final analysis, the reason is still important, but senior brother still doesn't want to face it."
Nan Dao turned to look at Le Chaotian, remained silent for a while, and said, "I don't know."
I still don't know.
Le Chaotian sighed, picked up the Dielianhua beside him, and walked out of the canyon.
Wu Dalong, who was sitting at the mouth of the canyon with a small bench, greeted Le Chaotian.
"Junior brother, what do you think Senior Brother Zhang wants to do?"
Le Chaotian stopped there holding the sword, tilted his head and thought for a while, then said: "Probably..."
"He wants to eat hot pot."
Lu Xiaoxiao picked up Lu Xiaoer's Xiwu Sword and spanked Le Chaotian's butt with the hilt.
"You look like hotpot to me."
Le Chaotian smiled and ran away with the mouse in his arms.
Nan Dao sat in the canyon without saying anything, so naturally Wu Dalong and the others would not come to him and say anything.
They just sat at the mouth of the canyon and talked for a long time. Finally, as they talked, they turned to Lu Xiaoer and the others.
The two young boys still believed that they were delayed on their way there every day.
And the remaining three.
Lu Xiaoyi has already seen the mountain. Lu Xiaosi, Lu Xiaowu and Lu Xiaosan are all stuck in the Qi sensing stage and are still practicing their swords in the Sword Sect every day.
This is the most common situation in Lingnan.
Not all places can be like those in the Human Sword Sect. Once you enter the Sword Sect, your basic goal is to reach the upper realm.
Lu Xiaoxiao and the others talked for a long time and then returned to the Sword Sect. Lu Xiaoer and Lu Xiaosan began to skip towards the back of the canyon again.
The area around Luofeng Canyon became deserted again.
Nan Dao sat alone in the canyon for a while and was about to get up to practice sword practice.
But I heard a burst of music coming from outside the canyon.
Nan Dao didn't pay attention at all. He just listened and felt a little strange.
As soon as I heard the song, I knew it was played happily, because the other Qingjiao, who knew a little bit of music, couldn't play such a precise tune.
It's just that today's song, I don't know why, has a somewhat desolate tone.
Nan Dao held an umbrella and walked to the stone walls with dead moss, and quietly looked at the junior brother who was sitting on the edge of the cliff with a harp on his knees.
Qingjiao also opened her eyes and looked at Le Chaotian.
"I've been wandering for a long time."
Le Chaotian faced the cold winter mountains in the world and sang softly.
"In the past ten years, my deep gratitude has been exhausted, and I have become a teacher and friend through life and death."
"It's not a shame to have the same name in the past. Let's see how Du Ling loses weight."
"It has not diminished, Yelang is worried."
"I have to say farewell to my close friend after a long life. I wonder if life is miserable now?"
The sight of the cold mountains seemed to be immersed in the sad music of Le Chaotian, but it started to rain lightly.
Le Chaotian didn't seem to notice this. He just sat in the drizzle on Yaping and played quietly, but he didn't sing any more.
After a long time, the music stopped.
Le Chaotian stroked the strings lightly, then slowly calmed down, and stood up holding the piano in the rain. Looking back, he saw Nan Dao and Qingjiao, plucked the strings with a smile, and then walked towards the building in the drizzle.
Nan Dao looked at it quietly for a long time, then turned back to the canyon.
It’s drizzle in Lingnan.
But Nan Dao didn't care.
It was only in the rainy canyon that I drew my sword and practiced for a long time before I stopped.
Taohua stood in the canyon and watched the drizzle quietly.
Nan Dao turned back and looked out of the canyon. Qingjiao and Le Chaotian were not in sight.
"I thought your injury hadn't healed yet."
Nan Dao held an umbrella, looked at the silent peach blossoms in white clothes in the drizzle, and said slowly.
Tao Hua stood there quietly, with a look of sadness on her face.
"It'll be fine soon."
Taohua spoke very calmly, but no matter how she listened, there was a hint of sadness in that calmness.
Because of that song?
Nan Dao thought like this but did not ask.
But even if he didn't ask, Taohua would naturally know.
So Taohua said again: "Yes."
Nan Dao was silent for a while and said, "I thought that song was about Zhang Xiaoyu."
Peach Blossom smiled, and her laughter was quickly knocked down in the drizzle, falling under the silent leaves in the rain, making no sound anymore.
"What the singer thinks is the singer's business."
People who listen will naturally think of themselves.
Nan Dao looked at Tao Hua for a long time. He could no longer remember many things, so Nan Dao said softly: "So this is the reason for your existence."
Taohua said calmly: "Yes."
Nan Dao laughed softly and walked out of the canyon holding an umbrella.
"Thank you."
"You are welcome."
The figure of the peach blossom gradually disappeared in the drizzle.
So he returned to the peach tree and sat quietly.
It was just like a dream.
Nan Dao walked outside the small building holding an umbrella and looked up at Le Chaotian who was lying on the railing upstairs.
"What song was that just now?"
Le Chaotian smiled and said, "Jinluqu, what's wrong, senior brother?"
Nan Dao shook his head and said, "It's nothing, it's just that I thought you didn't know how to play such a song."
Le Chaotian smiled softly and said: "The music is naturally just the music, the important thing is the lyrics."
Nan Dao walked to the edge of the cliff and looked at the cold rainy mountains that he had just seen happily.
"So why did junior brother suddenly think of playing this?"
Le Chaotian couldn't help but chuckle upstairs behind him and said, "I just suddenly felt that the world is pitiful and I am pitiful too."
"Junior brother shouldn't be happy?"
"Happiness and pity are naturally not in conflict."
"So that's it."
"That's how it should be."
Nan Dao said nothing more.
I sat down in the drizzle on the edge of the cliff.
The snow that came from the East China Sea made Lingnan feel a little sadder today.
Zhang Xiaoyu is a pitiful person.
So does myself.
So why is Le Chaotian pitiful?
Nan Dao sat there and thought quietly.
...
When the news of the snow in the East China Sea reached Nanyi City.
Chen Huaifeng was sitting at the door of Jianzong listening to the rain.
The wolfberry tea in my hand is steaming hot.
For Nan Yicheng, the most surprising thing is that every time he sees Chen Huaifeng, the tea in the cup in his hand is always hot.
As if he knew you were about to see him, he deliberately poured a cup of tea and then swayed out.
This kind of incredible thing is like every time I see Zhang Xiaoyu, this young man in white is touching a red card, hesitating whether to type it out.
These can be regarded as a unique scenery of Nanyi City.
It's just a pity that Nanyi City can only occasionally see Chen Huaifeng holding tea, but never see Zhang Xiaoyu playing red.
In fact, Chen Huaifeng is not as leisurely as before, and there is always some unsolvable sadness in his expression.
This is something that people in Nanyi City can't understand.
Although it is said that because of the story in Dazezhong, Huang Liang has broken up with Huaian, Nanyi City is the first to bear the brunt, and there will naturally be a lot of messy things.
But this time, it is no longer the story between Nanyi City and Huangliang, but Huaian.
Chen Huaifeng was not so sad at that time, why is he like this now?
Some stories are certainly unknown.
Nor can it be known.
Chen Huaifeng is a man burdened with some sins and guilt.
It is naturally difficult to relax when you are pregnant with the wind and snow.
So when he heard Hu Lu carrying a sword and walking through the water from the streets of Nanyi City to inquire about it and told him the news, he didn't have too many emotions.
He just took a sip of tea and said calmly: "I understand."
Hu Lu felt very strange.
So he sat down with his sword in his arms, tilted his head and looked at Chen Huaifeng, and said, "Aren't you curious about the black-robed Sword Sect brother?"
Chen Huaifeng looked up at the rain, feeling very calm and said, "I knew it a long time ago."
Hu Lu was stunned for a moment and said, "When did senior brother know this?"
"Under the Tonggui Monument, Dean Qingxiang told me about this matter after he came back."
As Chen Huaifeng spoke, he touched the skin of the little boy Hu Lu.
"After leaving Sword Sect, there are people in the world. There are thousands of people in the world, going their separate ways. There is nothing strange about it."
Hu Lu was silent for a while and said, "Senior Brother, do you want to say that even Senior Brother Zhang Xiaoyu is like this?"
Chen Huaifeng chuckled lightly and said, "Yes."
Hu Lu turned back, sat there with his hands on his hands, thought for a long time, and said, "So what exactly is Senior Brother Xiaoyu going to do?"
Chen Huaifeng was silent for a long time.
Hulu continued: "In a few days, I will be fifteen years old."
Chen Huaifeng laughed and said with some emotion: "Yes. But this story is a bit difficult to tell, and it is difficult for me to tell it clearly."
Hu Lu said seriously: "It's okay, senior brother, please speak slowly."
Chen Huaifeng lowered his head and took a sip of tea, then looked up at the sky. After thinking for a long time, he said, "This story begins with Bai Fengyu."
Hu Lu was stunned for a moment and said, "Is it really so difficult to explain?"
"Of course," Chen Huaifeng continued, "This is a story that extends from Bai Fengyu to Li Shanhe, and then to Zhang Xiaoyu's generation."
Hu Lu thought for a while, and he had heard about Bai Fengyu's story because of what happened in March this year, and it seemed to be related to the twelfth floor.
"Because of what happened on the twelfth floor?"
Hu Lu looked at Chen Huaifeng and asked.
Chen Huaifeng said calmly: "Yes, back then Bai Fengyu tried to introduce the Twelfth Floor Cultivation Path into the orthodox Qingtian Dao, which caused the Qingtian Dao to fall apart. Xie Chaoyu and Li Shanhe left the world. One established the other, and the other established the Mountain and River View. Probably because of those influences, Xie Chaoyu and Li Shanhe took two different paths. The former never cared about worldly affairs and focused on studying destiny. The latter..."
Chen Huaifeng looked at the Nanyi River in the drizzle and said softly: "The latter started killing people."
Hu Lu was silent for a while and said: "Killing the people on the twelfth floor? How is that different from the Heavenly Prison?"
Chen Huaifeng said slowly: "Of course not, Li Shanhe saw clearly that although the storm that year came because of the twelfth floor, it actually had little to do with the twelfth floor. The real storm was like Bai Fengyu, Someone who can stand tall and has enough power to disturb the world.”
Hu Lu seemed to understand something and looked at Chen Huaifeng blankly.
Chen Huaifeng touched Hu Lu's head and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Jian Zong has many senior brothers in the world, and since you have been designated as the next generation leader of Jian Zong, Li Shanhe will not go crazy and come to kill you. To kill you means to be the enemy of the entire human sword sect."
Hu Lu didn't say anything, just sat there in silence.
Chen Huaifeng continued: "Such an approach is naturally crazy, so it is inevitable that there will be disputes in Guanzong. At first, it was Guanzong Li Shi, but perhaps because Guanzong has always been relatively quiet, he did not do anything What, I just left Shanhe Temple. Then there was your senior brother Xiaoyu, he had a big quarrel with Li Shanhe, and then came to Nanyi City."
After Chen Huaifeng said this, he stopped talking.
So it's not surprising what Zhang Xiaoyu has been doing.
Hu Lu was silent for a long time, but then he thought of the young man who fell into Nanyi City.
Senior Brother Xiaoyu should have a good relationship with him.
Why kill him again?
Hu Lu thought this way and asked this question.
Chen Huaifeng was silent for a while and said: "Because he wants to completely push the view of mountains and rivers into the opposite of the human world."
Hu Lu turned to look at Chen Huaifeng, but couldn't understand why such an answer would make his senior brother have such a complicated expression.
"Junior brother, there is no way he can count on such a snowstorm."
Hu Lu seemed to understand something when he heard this sentence, with a look of astonishment on his face.
Chen Huaifeng said very calmly.
"That should be what Master means."
