When Nan Dao came back, he heard some noises from the side of Xiaobai Waterfall, which seemed to be Le Chaotian and Lu Xiaosan talking, so he separated from Qing Jiao. Qing Jiao continued to go back to build her cabin, while Nan Dao was in those dusk. Walking towards the small white waterfall in the light.
When I walked there, I saw Le Chaotian, Xiao Er and Xiao San. Le Chaotian was sitting by the pool, playing the piano, and Lu Xiaosan was squatting in the afterglow that filtered through the snowy branches of the forest. Watching Le Chaotian playing the piano seriously.
Lu Xiaoer, on the other hand, was carrying water under the waterfall.
The sound of water is loud, the sound of piano is leisurely, and the snow is falling.
The harmony of the three tones gives it a different charm.
Lu Xiaosan heard the sound of stepping on the snow on the path beyond the waterfall, looked up, waved his hands and said happily: "Uncle, are you back?"
"Yeah." Nan Dao nodded and walked towards the three of them.
Lu Xiaoer also sheathed his sword and saluted, and said, "I've met my uncle."
Then he continued to pick up the water from the waterfall, with such a serious look that always made Nan Dao feel that there was indeed a charming man in front of him holding a sword and picking up snow.
It's just that when this kid picks it up, Nan Dao always feels a little uncomfortable.
After walking up to Lu Xiaosan and the other two, Nan Dao couldn't help but look at Lu Xiaosan curiously and asked, "Are you learning music?"
Lu Xiaosan nodded solemnly and said, "Yes."
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Nan Dao was a little puzzled. With Lu Xiaosan's temperament, how could he calm down and learn the music? He was afraid that he would take off the strings and go fishing before he even plucked two strings.
Lu Xiaosan looked at Nan Dao's unbelieving expression and explained seriously: "When I came back today, I always felt like I had a dream. In the dream, I became a great swordsman in the world, and the senior personally left his name for me. .”
"...But what does this have to do with learning music?" Nan Dao was still puzzled and sat down by the snow-covered pond stone next to Le Chaotian.
Lu Xiaosan chuckled and said: "Uncle, think about it, I learned the sword from the Tianya Sword Sect. If I want to fight with others in the future, I will naturally need to memorize the name of the sword. Just imagine the scene, with thousands of great cultivators standing in front of the pass. , and I, Lu Xiaosan, came out from the pass to recite poems. Although the sky was filled with sword lights, wasn’t the part of reciting poems awkward?”
Nan Dao imagined that when Lu Xiaosan was being chased and beaten by a group of people, he ran and kept mumbling about the fact that my talents must be useful.
It does seem quite awkward.
Lu Xiaosan continued: "So in another way, thousands of great repairs were erected in front of the pass, and I, Lu Xiaosan, led a big yellow dog, came with a harp, sat on the cliff, played the harp and sang, then thousands of sword lights followed me. Come on, isn’t he much more handsome?”
Nan Dao thought about it and realized that this was indeed the case.
"But where did you get the big yellow dog?"
"Oh, Lu Xiaoer said that I raised a little native dog in Tianya, named Le...hiss, hiss to Le."
Lu Xiaosan almost said the name of the jumping native dog in front of Le Chaotian.
In desperation, he bit his tongue and naturally called it "le hiss".
When Le Chaotian heard the word "乐", he naturally knew what was going on. He stopped playing the piano, turned to look at Lu Xiaosan and said with a slight smile: "Since it is your dog, Lu Xiaosan, I think it sounds better to call it Lu Xiaosan."
Lu Xiaosan wanted to pounce on Le Chaotian with all his teeth and claws, but after thinking about it, forget it, after all, he still had someone to ask for, so he just snorted and turned his head away.
Just looking at Lu Xiaoer under the sunset waterfall, holding a sword to carry water, with a faint sense of sword wind around him, Lu Xiaosan forgot about being angry with Le Chaotian again, and sighed and said: "I don't know what I am." When the time comes, I will be able to reach the mountain-seeing realm like my senior brother."
I have to admit that with Lu Xiaoer's talent, he is at the top of the entire Lingnan Sword Sect's history.
Looking at the world, it is actually not low.
Naturally, he was very envious of an ordinary person like Lu Xiaosan.
"If there really is that kind of genius treasure, let me eat it and my realm will skyrocket."
Lu Xiaosan chuckled and daydreamed.
A twilight dream to be precise.
Le Chaotian chuckled softly at the side and said: "Then eat your Uncle Nan. He is the greatest genius in the world. If you eat it, your realm will skyrocket."
Nandao: "..."
However, Lu Xiaosan's words reminded him of the stone spring he saw in that high cliff mountain. The vitality of heaven and earth there was quite strong.
So he talked to Lu Xiaosan.
Lu Xiaosan's eyes lit up instantly.
Is it true, foster father?
"Then why didn't Uncle Master tell me before?"
Nan Dao touched his head in shame and said, "Because I don't really need this kind of thing, so I forgot about it."
Nan Dao is indeed telling the truth.
Just looking at Lu Xiaosan's eager eyes, it wasn't hard to offend him, so he thought about it and said, "It's almost night today. Let's wait for tomorrow. I'll take you and Xiaoer there together tomorrow."
"Great!"
Lu Xiaosan jumped up with joy and was almost knocked over by Le Chaotian's Qin.
Nan Dao turned to look at Le Chaotian and asked, "How long have you been playing here?"
Le Chaotian chuckled and said, "It just started not long ago."
In other words, Lu Xiaosan hasn't learned anything yet.
Lu Xiaosan probably knew what Nan Dao and Le Chaotian were thinking, and said unconvinced: "Actually, I have learned a lot. If you don't believe me, just let me try."
Le Chaotian raised his eyebrows and moved to the side.
Lu Xiaosan immediately sat down in front of the piano seriously, raised a hand in a dignified manner, pressed it on the piano, then shook his head for a long time, and casually stroked the strings.
"The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright. The fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws roost again. I know when I will miss each other, but I am embarrassed at this time and night."
Although the music is scattered and has no structure at all, and the accompanying poem does not match the situation, it does have some charm, especially when a dozen swords pass through the twilight of the world and fall into the clear pool of the waterfall. It is amidst the sound of water and the sound of swords. In it, there is quite a sense of clear and clear music.
This made Le Chaotian, who had already covered his ears, suddenly froze there.
How difficult is it?
Lu Xiaosan relaxed the strings triumphantly, looked at Le Chaotian and said with a smile: "Uncle Master, I really heard the wind!"
Nan Dao remembered that in September, in this clear lake, when Le Chaotian was trying to coax Lu Xiaosan to blow the cucurbit silk that was blocked by paint, he said those messy words such as "Wind Lai Tathagata". He couldn't help but look at Le Chaotian curiously, and saw this junior brother tilting his head and looking at Lu Xiaosan with a smile, and said softly: "That's really good."
Lu Xiaosan was praised and jumped away happily, just like the little local dog he raised in Tianya Town.
Le Chaotian looked at Lu Xiaosan who was jumping away happily, and said with a soft smile: "Lu Xiaosan."
The young boy who skipped over to show off to his senior brother turned around.
"Would you like to follow me to travel around the world in the future?"
Lu Xiaosan was stunned for a moment, imagining what it would be like for one person and two dogs to have a harp and a sword all over the world.
It seems okay?
As for why there are one person and two dogs, it’s because Le Chaotian is a dog, and the dog’s name is Le Chaotian.
The little boy thought this, so he smiled strangely and said, "Okay!"
This time, Le Chaotian didn't guess what the weird smile on the young boy's face meant, but he didn't care. He just picked up Qin with a smile, and walked towards the trail with satisfaction in the snowy mountain twilight.
After Le Chaotian left the stone pool, Nan Dao looked at Lu Xiaosan who was making faces at Lu Xiaoer over there, and was scolded as a result, and asked: "Are you really going to go wandering with your junior brother?" Tianya?"
Lu Xiaosan wiped the water from his face and said with a smile: "Of course, being bored in the mountains is fun, but being able to go out for a walk - it must be more fun."
"..."
Turns out it was just fun.
Nan Dao was speechless.
What about yourself?
Nan Dao remembered what Chen He said back then.
I am a silent passerby sitting by the stream and basking in the sun.
If we didn't have this umbrella, we would be like Le Chaotian, Lu Xiaosan and others, wandering around the world blowing the winds of the four seasons, accustomed to seeing mountains, snow, forests and rain.
It's actually quite good.
Nan Dao raised his eyes and glanced at the already falling dusk, stood up and headed towards the trail.
He didn't forget to tell the two young boys to go back early.
...
When Nan Dao returned to the top, Qingjiao was still building his own cabin there, while Le Chaotian was standing on the small building listening to the wind.
He must be listening to the wind, after all, Xiaolou holds his sword and is independent, either listening to the wind or looking at the snow.
Nan Dao walked up.
"Senior brother, did you get any news today?"
Seeing Nan Dao coming up, Le Chaotian turned to look at him and asked.
Nan Dao shook his head and said, "No."
As if he had expected it, Le Chaotian chuckled and sat down on the corridor, looking at the dusk moon on the mountainside and the countless winds blowing after snow in the world, looking extremely relaxed.
"I knew it would be like this. Senior brother, it's better to be like me, sitting in the mountains practicing swordplay and playing music, and then have to live in peace all day long."
Nan Dao looked at Le Chaotian curiously and asked, "Have you practiced sword practice today?"
Le Chaotian said with a smile: "I'm afraid that after a while, that guy Lu Xiaoer will catch up with me, and then my uncle will really lose to my nephew. It won't look good, so I practiced the sword for a while."
Nan Dao was silent.
After a long time, Nan Dao said slowly: "I thought junior brother would only practice the sword of the heart."
Le Chaotian lowered his head to look at Die Lianhua on his knees, and sighed, saying: "Although the sword in your heart is good, the sword in front of you cannot be ignored. Why did senior brother suddenly talk about this?"
Nan Dao said softly: "Because I want to see what the sword in the heart looks like."
Le Chaotian laughed and said: "The sword in the heart naturally looks like the sword in the heart."
"for example?"
"For example, thirty miles outside the pass, there is a white plum blossom in the snow. I cut off a plum blossom there."
Nan Dao raised his eyebrows, looked at Le Chaotian and said, "When?"
Le Chaotian said with a smile: "Just now."
"..."
Nan Dao naturally didn’t believe it.
From Fengqiling to the outside of the pass, it is more than a thousand miles.
Even Zhang Xiaoyu didn't dare to say that he just cut off a plum blossom with one strike of his sword.
What's more, who knows if there are plum blossoms there.
Ever since he went to Tianshang Town to ask Cao Weiying, Nan Dao naturally believed that the sword in the heart could be described and driven.
But Nan Dao naturally didn't believe Le Chaotian's words.
So he held his sword across his knees and prepared to cultivate his sword intent.
Le Chaotian turned his head, looked at Nan Dao and said, "Senior brother, how many flowers have faded from the Divine Sea?"
Nan Dao said calmly: "Thirty percent."
Le Chaotian said softly: "It seems that senior brother does open the door to the mountain."
However, in just three months, 30% of the flowers of the Shenhai Dao Tree in the South Island have faded. This speed is naturally extremely fast in the world.
If it hadn't been for the God of Grain in the South Island Divine Sea, who was chopped to pieces by that sword, it might have been faster.
Nan Dao turned to look at Le Chaotian and said, "Junior brother seems to be a little sighing?"
Le Chaotian said with a smile: "Because the faster the senior brother is, the happier the junior brother will be."
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Nan Dao always felt that this guy Le Chaotian didn't seem to be saying anything nice.
Le Chaotian pressed the sword on his knee and said sincerely: "What I'm saying is that the faster my senior brother's realm rises, the happier he will be in the world by pulling the skin of a tiger and making a banner to do whatever he wants."
"..." Nan Dao was silent for a while, then looked at Le Chaotian and said, "Junior brother has stayed in the Zhishui Realm for so long, you should be invincible after enlightenment."
Le Chaotian didn't say much, just flicked his sword and laughed softly: "Naturally invincible."
When the sound of the sword fell towards the outside of the building, there was wind coming from the mountain snow.
Facing the gust of wind, Nan Dao frowned and said, "This gust of wind seems to be a little different."
Le Chaotian turned to look at Nandao and said, "Why is it different?"
Nan Dao thought for a long time, and then said softly: "I don't know what's different, but it's not like the ordinary wind."
Le Chaotian said with a smile: "Because senior brother Hua Luo has reached the realm of hearing the wind, he can naturally hear something different from the sound of the wind."
Nan Dao looked at Le Chaotian and said, "The realm of Wen Feng?"
"See the mountains, know the water, go out, hear the wind, watch the rain, walk on the snow, look for plum blossoms." Le Chaotian said softly, "Senior brother, don't you know this?"
Nan Dao was silent for a while and said, "I only know the first three realms."
Then he laughed again, sitting under the umbrella and looking at the snow in the human world, and said softly: "Although I have met many senior human masters, in the end, apart from learning two swords, I am just a wild swordsman in the human world. Whether it is Xuanxuyuan or the Human Sword Sect, in the final analysis, they are probably a little reluctant to see me."
Le Chaotian smiled slightly and said: "The world is inherently lonely. It is probably because of this that one can be ecstatic when meeting a close friend."
Nan Dao was silent for a while, and then said slowly: "Maybe so."
The two of them were sitting on the corridor of the small building, and the Lingnan snow wind was still blowing.
"Junior brother, isn't it just that he knows the water environment, and he can also hear the meaning in the wind?"
Le Chaotian laughed softly and said: "I am a Taoist. People who are a Taoist naturally observe the heaven and earth and strive to understand all things. Only then can they be called the materialistic way. So I can probably hear some."
"So that's it." Nan Dao said thoughtfully, "So what did junior brother hear?"
Le Chaotian tilted his head and thought for a while, then said, "Maybe someone carried the wind up the mountain."
"Hold the wind?"
Nan Dao didn't understand.
Le Chaotian sat on the corridor, facing the night wind that filled the building. He flicked his sword casually and said with a chuckle: "This is how we embrace the wind. The young man sits alone and embraces the wind, thinking about the three or two streams of light. The bright moon shining on the building should be covered with frost, For a moment, the eyebrows are on the temples.”
"Does it have any special meaning?"
"No, it's just that the words are interesting."
Of course, fun is the most important thing in the world.
So Nan Dao didn't hesitate anymore, looked at Le Chaotian and asked, "Where is Xia Qian?"
"No more." Le Chaotian said with a smile, "It's just nonsense."
"Okay, what's the song called?"
"Xijiang Moon."
...
Thirty miles outside the pass, there is a Taoist temple nestled beside a stream at the foot of a mountain.
The Taoist temple is very small. Even if it is a Taoist place that is not very famous in the world, those Taoist temples are probably much larger than this Taoist temple here.
However, this Taoist hut standing quietly in the snow next to the stream has a well-known name.
Xiyun Temple.
Li Shi, the master of Shanhe Temple, built a small Taoist temple here after leaving the temple. There is a stream in front of the temple and there are clouds in the stream, so it is called Xiyun Temple.
This young Taoist who once traveled to the south, looking for a person who knew Tianhu best, was standing quietly in the snow, looking at the plum blossom by the stream.
There is fine snow in the world and white plum blossoms on the branches.
It's probably hard to tell whether the plum is like snow or the snow is like plum.
In the distance, there was another young Taoist coming through the snow.
Although I am walking in the snow, I am not looking for plum blossoms.
But to find my senior brother.
When the Taoist came closer, the blood on the Taoist robes leaked through the fine snow.
The stars are dotted like red plums.
The Taoist walked a few steps, looked at the wind and snow, and started coughing again.
So a lot of blood was coughed up and fell on the Taoist robe and in the snow.
This is probably how the blood on those robes came from.
The Taoist coughed for a long time until his lips were covered with blood. His pale face looked like a bright red flower before he stopped. He bent down and gasped softly, then raised his hand to wipe the corners of his lips. His blood was red and he continued to walk towards Li Shi who was standing beside the plum tree outside the view.
Li Shi may have been looking here for a long time, so he frowned.
The Taoist priest who came from afar was probably a little confused.
Is it snow like eyebrows or eyebrows like snow?
Li Shi finally turned his head and looked at the Taoist who was walking slowly, without saying anything.
Maybe he was curious too.
The Taoist's brow was coughing blood as he walked against the wind and snow.
Are the eyebrows like blood, or are the eyebrows like blood?
The two young Taoists looked at each other, somewhat confused.
So the young Taoist squatted down by the stream, coughing, and washing his face with the stream water.
Li Shi also raised his eyebrows.
So the eyebrows are not like blood, nor are the eyebrows like snow.
It was just the eyebrows of two young Taoists.
"What are you looking at, senior brother?"
The young Taoist stood up, looked at Li Shi and then turned back to look at the white plum tree and asked.
Li Shi said calmly: "I'm wondering whether it was a Taoist or a swordsman who dropped that sword here."
The young Taoist followed Li Shi's gaze and saw a port on the snow-white plum branch that was leaking juice.
So he lowered his head and looked at Li Shi's feet. There was a branch of white plum there, which was neatly cut off and lying quietly in the snow.
