Everyone waited by the stream for a long time, but still did not wait for Ting Feng Yin to return.
So amid the news brought by the sword light sealing the mountain, he left the stream with a little panic.
Nan Dao and Qing Jiao waited for a long time, looking at the fewer and fewer people on the snowy side of the stream. They looked up at the dim sky and planned to leave.
Just after taking a few steps into the snow where they came from, they heard some startling sounds coming from the group of sword cultivators heading down the mountain.
Nan Dao turned around under the umbrella and saw where the noise came from. Among the sword cultivators, there was a young Taoist who was walking calmly towards the mountain stream.
Everyone's eyes fell on the man's robe.
There are seven characters on the corner of the Taoist robe.
When will the moon come in the blue sky?
He is a member of Qingtian Dao.
Although he still looks young, he must be past the age where he is no longer young.
The people from Qingtian Dao naturally come from the north.
However, the mountains in Lingnan had been closed at this time, so he walked in calmly. It was obvious that he was a cultivator in the upper realm of the human world.
Therefore, all the sword cultivators made way for him to come over.
The Taoist, with his straight bun and clear eyebrows, calmly passed through the crowd and appeared by the stream.
There is still a jug of wine left on the creek bridge, which was probably left when Ting Fengyin left.
The Taoist walked up to the creek bridge, sat down on the bridge, looked at the pot of wine, then took a sip, then put it down again, looked at the people beside the creek bridge, and said softly: "Listen to the wind. ?”
All the sword cultivators in Lingnan shook their heads.
Soon, a young disciple in the Tingfeng Sword Sect probably heard the news, walked down, stopped by the stream, held his sword and saluted the Taoist, and said: "The sect leader should go down the mountain, I wonder why senior brother is here? "
The young Taoist did not answer the question of the disciple of Tingfengjian Sect. He just looked at a stream of water and said calmly: "If any of you see him, tell him that Qingtian Dao Mei Xiyu is waiting for him in the mountains."
The disciples of the Tingfeng Sword Sect looked at the young Taoist named Mei Xiyu for a long time. Unfortunately, his realm was not high and he could not tell what the Taoist's realm was, so he remained silent for a while and said, "Okay."
A group of sword cultivators who originally planned to leave were lingering by Tingfeng Creek.
Just because there was a Shangjing Taoist sitting on the creek bridge, it was not as noisy as before. They were all looking at this Taoist suspiciously, wondering if this Taoist's coming here was related to the closure of the mountains in Lingnan.
Nan Dao held an umbrella, but stayed behind. Qing Jiao stood aside, her red dress flying in the snowy mountain wind. She probably felt the same way.
Nan Dao noticed Qingjiao's silence, turned around and saw the red-clothed swordsman from the East China Sea. After frowning at the Taoist for a long time, he said softly: "Ninth realm Taoist of Qingtian Tao."
"you know?"
"I don't know." Qingjiao shook her head and said, "But the Dao Yun around him is rich, and he may not be far from the Dao. I just don't know how many Dao fruits have yet to fall in the divine sea - maybe it's more than that."
While the two were whispering there, Qingtian Taoist Mei Xiyu, who was far away on the creek bridge, suddenly turned his head, his eyes fell on the umbrella on Nandao, and then looked at Qingjiao.
He probably also saw the identity of Qingjiao Donghai Sword Cultivator, but he didn't say anything, turned his head back, and sat quietly on the snow on the bridge.
When Qingjiao looked over at that moment, she subconsciously reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword behind her.
On the other hand, there was no movement in Nandao, they just stood there quietly.
"What kind of place is Qingtian Road?" Nan Dao turned to look at Qingjiao holding the sword and asked.
Qingjiao looked at the man by the stream quietly for a long time, then turned around and walked away in the direction he came from.
Nan Dao also followed suit.
"The origin of Qingtian Dao can be traced back to the Qingyi era. I don't know the specific origin. The ancient Qingtian Dao and the current Qingtian Dao are not necessarily the same. But since the current Qingtian Dao was divided into three concepts, It has been silent for many years." Qingjiao said slowly, "As for what it is like, you have to know that even if it is internally disintegrated and divided into three paths, Qingtian Dao is still superior to many Dao sects. In short, if nothing happens, If it’s just Lingnan Xiaojian, it’s best not to offend the people of Qingtian Dao.”
Nan Dao said softly: "Isn't it that swords are the most talked about thing in the world?"
Qingjiao said calmly: "Sword sects are naturally stronger than Dao sects in this world, but it is not that places like Lingnan and Donghai are stronger than Dao sects, but that the three major sword sects are stronger than Dao sects. What's more, you think the sword sect is the most talked about in the world. , just because the sword is in the south and you are in the south, if you go north, people will naturally talk more about it."
The distribution of Taoist sects and sword sects in the human world has always been due to historical reasons.
For example, Hangu Temple, the beginning of the world's great road, was once located in the northern desert of the human world.
For example, Mojianya and Liuyun Jianzong formed a line in the middle of Huai'an to divide the north and the south.
"The person in the sword will naturally have no place to hear the truth." Qingjiao said calmly. It was not until he was far away from the Tingfeng River that he finally let go of the sword behind him and walked in the snow with his arms folded.
The two walked in the mountains for a long time, but unexpectedly met Tingfeng Yin who had returned from the extreme south of Lingnan.
He looked like he had been fighting with someone, with the sword spirit remaining around him, coming on the wind in the snow.
Qingjiao held her sword and saluted, and said, "Senior."
Ting Fengyin did not expect to meet the two Nandao people here, and said a little weirdly: "What are you doing here?"
Nan Dao said softly from the side: "Lingnan is closed to the mountains. I am a little curious and want to find out the news."
Tingfeng Yin quietly looked at the South Island for a little bit, then turned to look at the snow in the mountains, passed the two of them away, and said with a soft smile: "It's just some small things, we old men will naturally handle it."
Naturally, Ting Fengyin is not old enough to call himself an old man, but he is probably considered old in front of a young man like Nan Dao.
Nan Dao was silent for a while, then nodded.
However, Qingjiao remembered what happened just now, turned around and looked at Ting Fengyin's back and said, "There is a Taoist from Qingtian Dao waiting for you by the stream."
Ting Fengyin didn't look back, just nodded and said calmly: "I understand."
The two of them stopped on that mountain road for a while, then continued towards Tianya Sword Sect.
"You don't seem to be curious about why people from Qingtian Dao come to Lingnan?"
Qingjiao suddenly looked at Nan Dao and said.
However, the young man under the umbrella did not answer. He just stopped on the mountain road and looked at a mountain in the distance.
There seemed to be a man in black robes running in the mountain snow, and then turned into a gust of wind and flew towards the sky. However, he was soon stopped by the sword light from Xiaojiu Peak, and fell back into the green mountains.
"That should be the person from Heavenly Hell who went up the mountain earlier." Qingjiao also saw that scene and said calmly.
"If you don't even let the people from Heaven Prison out, is Lingnan going to become the enemy of Heaven Prison?"
Nan Dao was also a little curious.
"Things have their own priorities. If anything happens in Lingnan, becoming an enemy of Heavenly Prison is just a choice." Qingjiao said, but then she remembered Nan Dao's purpose of coming to Tingfeng Xi this time. "I thought you would continue to ask questions."
What he was talking about was that Ting Feng Yin left without telling the two of them what happened.
Nan Dao said calmly: "Because I already know."
Qingjiao was a little confused and looked at the boy quietly.
Nan Dao stood under the umbrella and looked calmly in the direction of Nanyi City.
"And the things you said about me not being curious are also because I know some stories."
"It seems you don't want to say it."
Qingjiao walked quietly in the snow with a sword on her back.
If I wanted to say something, it wouldn't be something as vague as 'some stories'.
"Yes."
So the two of them walked towards Tianya Sword Sect without saying anything.
...
When Tingfeng Yin walked slowly to Tingfeng Creek, there were only a few sword cultivators walking by the stream.
Although everyone is curious about some stories.
However, such a practitioner of the upper realm of Qingtian Dao, whose realm was unknown, was sitting by the stream, which made people feel a little uneasy, so after waiting for a while, they left here in twos and threes.
When Tingfeng Yin came, only the disciples of Tingfeng Sword Sect were left here.
The young Taoist Mei Xiyu, who was sitting on the bridge, stood up when he saw the sword cultivator walking in the snow. When he heard the wind coming to him, he bowed briefly and said: "Junior Qingtian Dao Mei Xiyu has met senior Ting Fengyin."
Although Mei Xiyu's level is obviously much higher than that of Tingfeng Yin, one of them is a swordsman and the other is a Taoist. What's more, Tingfeng Yin is a senior figure, so naturally he will not be like the relationship between Tingfeng Yin and Zhang Xiaoyu. In that way, he is called a senior brother.
Ting Feng Yin returned the salute and said slowly: "Fellow Taoist, there is no need to be polite. Feng Yin is not a six-level swordsman, so naturally he cannot be worthy of such a senior."
The two of them greeted each other politely on the bridge, and then sat down together on the bridge.
When the disciples of Tingfeng Sword Sect saw that Tingfeng Yin had returned, they naturally did not stay here and headed towards the cliff.
It wasn't until everyone left that Mei Xiyu turned to look at Tingfeng Yin beside her and said softly: "Lingnan has closed the mountains?"
Tingfeng Yin nodded and said slowly: "There are some things that need to be dealt with."
Mei Xiyu looked at Feng Yin quietly and said, "So that's it."
The two didn't speak for a long time. Ting Fengyin quietly looked at the water in front of him for a long time, and then said slowly: "Qingtian Dao came to Lingnan today. I don't know why?"
Mei Xiyu said calmly: "Just some stories."
Tingfengyin turned to look at Mei Xiyu, and then said, "What's the reason?"
Mei Xiyu sat on the creek bridge, looking past the snow in the Jianguang Mountain to the south.
"About March."
What happened in March was naturally about something that happened in March about a person named Liu Sanyue.
Tingfeng Yin said calmly: "That's it."
Just listening to Ting Feng Yin's words, Mei Xiyu turned her head and looked at Ting Feng Yin quietly for a long time. Ting Feng Yin also looked back at Mei Xiyu. The two looked at each other on the bridge. a long time.
"I thought seniors should have known something a long time ago." Mei Xiyu turned back and looked at the snowy mountains and dusk, and said slowly.
Tingfeng Yin smiled softly and said: "Some stories may be too hasty, so naturally I can't know them all."
"But the sound of the wind sometimes blows far away." Mei Xiyu said calmly, "For example, when I was watching the rain after snow in the green mountains, those sounds came rustling through the forest."
Mei Xiyu lowered his head and said slowly: "As a senior brother of Liu Sanyue, I naturally have to come here."
Ting Fengyin was silent for a while and said softly: "This is indeed an embarrassing thing."
"Yes, so I only stopped at Lingnan, and did not continue to move forward, and did not go to the Sword Sect. Stopping here, I can quietly think about many things at stake."
Mei Xiyu looked at the clear stream in front of her. The water reflected the snow on the mountains and the dusk in the sky.
Ting Fengyin looked at Mei Xiyu quietly, and then said slowly: "What does Qingtian Dao want to do?"
Mei Xiyu squinted her eyes and looked at the dusk snow in the distant mountains, and there seemed to be a Taoist charm flowing around her.
"It's not what Qingtian Dao wants to do, senior, but someone wants to see what Qingtian Dao will do."
Ting Fengyin's eyes fell on Mei Xiyu's Taoist robe.
"The death of junior brother is already an unpleasant thing." Mei Xiyu's voice was still calm, but the meaning of his words was a little cold. "Someone just wanted to blow the news to the temple just when we chose to forget about it."
"Then we have to let the world know what Qingtian Dao will do."
Ting Fengyin was silent for a long time, and then slowly said: "White Ink Sword Bell Sweeping Snow?"
Mei Xiyu raised her eyebrows, but didn't say anything. She just said calmly: "I want to see Chen Huaifeng."
"Going to Nanyi City?"
"In Lingnan."
Mei Xiyu looked at Tingfeng Yin quietly and said calmly: "It's in Lingnan."
If the wind blows from the south to the north, it is naturally impossible to pass over Lingnan.
Listening to the wind chanting in silence.
Mei Xiyu stood up on the bridge and said calmly: "I know that something big must have happened when Lingnan closed the mountains. Even Qingtian Dao has always had some respect for Lingnan, but seniors, sometimes, you You need to keep your wind to yourself and don’t let them blow it too far.”
Tingfeng Yin sat there quietly, and then said softly: "Okay."
Mei Xiyu left Xiqiao and walked towards the mountain snow.
"Tell Chen Huaifeng that Qingtian Dao Meixiyu is waiting for him in the mountains of Lingnan. I want to ask about the story about junior brother Liu Sanyue in March."
Tingfeng Yin looked at Mei Xiyu's Taoist robes fluttering away in the snowy dusk, and then said slowly: "Of course there is no problem, but I need to remind you that Chen Huaifeng is no longer a nine-level swordsman."
Mei Xiyu said calmly: "Me neither."
Ting Fengyin sat by the stream for a long time, and then stood up in the dusk, only to find that Gu Shanhong had arrived at the stream at some point, and he held his sword downstream and looked at the direction where Mei Xiyu left.
"When did junior brother come?"
Ting Fengyin looked at Gu Shanhong and asked.
Gu Shanhong came towards the stream and said slowly: "When that Taoist Qingtian came, I came. After all, the only ones who can stand out in Lingnan are old men like us."
Gu Shanhong is certainly not old either.
It's just that sometimes when you stand on the road of spiritual cultivation and look forward, you can already see the ending. Of course, being old or not is no longer important. It's nothing more than wasted years.
The two of them stood by the stream and looked at the Taoist who was still young even though he had passed his youth, and felt a little sigh.
"I wonder when there will be such a person in Lingnan."
"There will always be."
The two looked at each other, shook their heads and smiled bitterly, and then their expressions became serious.
"When did Lingnan provoke Qingtian Dao?" Gu Shanhong looked at Ting Fengyin and asked.
The sword cultivator who had heard rumors in the world was also a little puzzled. He shook his head and said: "I don't know either, but Lingnan has always been weak in the world and has a good reputation. Qingtian Dao should not come here for no reason."
Mei Xiyu wanted to see Chen Huaifeng, but he did not go to Nanyi City. Instead, he repeated it twice and went to Lingnan, which is enough to explain some problems.
Gu Shanhong frowned and said, "Is it possible that Mei Xiyu really intends to compete with Chen Huaifeng in Lingnan to decide whether to live or die?"
Ting Fengyin was silent for a while and said: "If Mei Xiyu is a person from Shanhe Guan, I believe that, but he is from Qingtian Dao. Although the temperament of Shanhe Guan is somewhat like the Qingtian Dao of the past century, Bai Yu Yao should not be that kind of person."
Gu Shanhong turned to look at the north, and then said softly: "After all, she is a descendant of Bai Fengyu, who knows?"
Ting Fengyin chuckled softly and said: "It doesn't matter whether you know it or not. The Human Sword Sect is going to fight Qingtian Dao, and Lingnan can't stop it."
Gu Shanhong sighed and said, "That's true."
If the Human Sword Sect wants to start a fight with Qingtian Dao, the only people who can persuade them are probably the people on Shenhe and Jianya.
"But it won't be a big deal if they really fight. Qingtian Dao should still remember the fate of old Qingtian Dao. They probably just want to save face."
An old gangster like Cong Ren who has lived for more than a thousand years is still there, so naturally the Sword Sect will still be the stronger party.
Naturally, everyone in the world knows this kind of thing, but no one would say it loudly.
After all, speaking too loudly would not be good for the Dao Sect, nor would it be good for the Jianjian Sect.
The two stood by the stream for a while, and then returned to the internal affairs of Lingnan.
"The Xiaojiufeng Sword Sect has begun to investigate people who have been in and out of Lingnan during this period." Gu Shanhong said, but he sighed a little, "But thinking about it, there should be no results. Lingnan is peaceful and peaceful on weekdays, and I never thought If something like this happens, it will naturally be difficult to find useful information.”
Ting Fengyin said softly: "In short, we need to find the existence of such a person, and that person cannot be Senior Brother Zhang, nor can he be a member of the Human Sword Sect. The identity of the Human Sword Sect is too crucial."
Gu Shanhong was silent for a while and said, "What if it's true?"
Tingfeng Yin said softly: "Then it can only be done by the two of us."
Gu Shanhong chuckled and said, "Me and me? I'm afraid we may not be able to win against that seventh-level cabbage."
Tingfeng Yin said with a sad face: "What should we do? Where can we find a sword cultivator like this?"
Gu Shanhong suddenly looked at the snow in the Lingnan Mountains, which was flowing like blood in the dusk.
Red doesn't necessarily mean blood.
Those who use swords are not necessarily sword cultivators.
"What if someone from the Taoist sect did it?"
Tingfeng Yin sighed softly and said, "There must be a reason."
Gu Shanhong looked at the southern world, where the great swamp was reawakened in the years.
"Maybe I just want to cause chaos in the world."
Ting Fengyin stood there in a daze.
The sword that fell on the Lingnan Lame Deer Sword Sect might just be an ordinary sword.
But there seems to be a lot of wind and snow behind it.
The relationship between shemales has been stable for thousands of years.
But it is extremely simple to split it again.
It's so simple that all it takes is Zhang Xiaoyu's chance visit to the Lingnan Sword Sect.
