Chen Huaifeng had already gone to Lingnan, but he only stopped at Tingfeng Creek.
Just as the sword cultivators saw, they were sitting on the bridge with Ting Feng Yin, one drinking wine and the other drinking tea.
There are probably some things that I don’t want too many people to know, so today there are many sword winds wandering by the stream. This makes many Lingnan sword cultivators who want to find out some news have to stay away and can only watch from a distance. .
There was a faint hint of wind and rain in those sword winds.
Naturally, it comes from Chen Huaifeng.
But this is also what makes Ting Fengyin quite curious.
"Why does the sword intention of senior brother have the intention of wind and rain?"
Chen Huaifeng looked at the senior brother's sword on the side. After going to Lingnan, Chen Huaifeng did not continue to carry the sword on his back, but held the sword in his hand. When he reached the Tingfeng River, he inserted it into the wide bridge of the stream. among the gaps.
"Because Bai Fengyu was once in Nanyi City."
Ting Fengyin naturally knew about Bai Fengyu's time in Nanyi City. But this is obviously not the reason why Chen Huaifeng's sword intention can carry the meaning of wind and rain.
So Chen Huaifeng quietly looked at the wind and rain on those swords, and then said slowly: "He once divided half of my wind and rain."
Chen Huaifeng once held the half curtain of wind and rain and sat on the tomb mountain for a long time. Even if he finally sent all the wind and rain techniques into the Tonggui Monument, Chen Huaifeng still had a long wind and rain left in him.
In that wind and rain, he stepped into the realm of the Great Dao, and his sword will naturally brought with it a lot of the atmosphere of the Dao of Wind and Rain.
When Ting Fengyin heard that sentence, he roughly understood where the wind and rain in Chen Huaifeng's sword intention came from.
"So when Bai Fengyu died, he only had half of his original Fengyu Taoist skills?"
Chen Huaifeng said softly: "No, he probably gave the half curtain to others, so he died so simply."
Tingfeng Yin listened with some regret.
Listening to Fengxi in Lingnan, although you can listen to the winds from all directions in the world, not all winds can travel freely through the world.
Some are silent in the rain, some are silent in the river.
Many rumors are unknown.
"Does Jian Zong know who killed Bai Fengyu?" Ting Fengyin looked a little heavy at this moment.
Chen Huaifeng shook his head and said calmly: "I don't know."
As he spoke, this man who had seen many things in Nanyi City raised his head and looked to the west, in the direction of Lame Deer Sword Sect.
"The incident of Bai Fengyu may be the beginning of many stories." Chen Huaifeng said softly, then lowered his head and looked at his senior brother Jian beside him. "So does Liu Sanyue's."
When Ting Fengyin heard Chen Huaifeng talking about Liu Sanyue, he turned his head and looked deeper into Lingnan.
The Taoist from Qingtian Road went there. Qifeng Mountain, also called Xifeng Mountain, is the highest place in Lingnan, 1,900 feet tall, and is where the name of this group of mountains comes from.
"Maybe it's because I've heard too many rumors. I can actually guess some things about many things." Tingfengyin looked back at Chen Huaifeng and said softly, "But Lingnan doesn't want to get involved in this matter, so I also It’s just speculation.”
Chen Huaifeng looked at Feng Yin quietly for a long time, and then said calmly: "Yes, you guessed it right."
Although Ting Fengyin had already guessed something, when he heard Chen Huaifeng admit it calmly, he was still stunned for a moment, and then said softly: "So it's really like this."
"But what I want to say is not only the matter between Liu Sanyue and Qingtian Dao, but the things behind the storm in Nanyi City." Chen Huaifeng said calmly, "When he came back, he was seriously injured. There are many powers in his body, including Taoism, sword intention, sword power, and the power of the Styx."
Chen Huaifeng looked at the snow in the mountains quietly.
"When I saw those things, I was also shocked. I didn't know what he met in Daze, but I thought of Bai Fengyu's death. I also thought of more things."
"But at that time, Nanyi City couldn't take care of many things. Neither the master nor the prime minister was in the city, and there was no news about the senior brothers who were traveling in the world. In the entire Sword Sect, I, Chen Huaifeng, was the only person with the highest level. In Liu Sanyue, who was seriously injured, we saw another possibility."
"He is the Minister of War in Huaidu and a proud disciple of Qingtian Dao." Chen Huaifeng said calmly, "So I think that if such a person died in the south, the world would pay attention."
"But only Lingnan is here." Ting Fengyin said softly, interrupting Chen Huaifeng's words, probably because he didn't want Chen Huaifeng to say what was behind.
"Yes." Chen Huaifeng said softly, "Maybe it's because the world is too far away, or maybe it's some other factors. Only Lingnan has gone down the mountain."
Ting Fengyin sat on the creek bridge and looked at the snow beside the creek for a long time, and then said softly, "I don't know who sent this news to Qingtian Road."
"Of course Qingtian Dao knows." Chen Huaifeng said slowly, "As long as no one mentions it, they would rather bury this story."
Chen Huaifeng said, looking at Tingfeng Yin quietly, and continued: "Although I have never been to Lingnan, I also know about Lingluo Pavilion of Tingfeng Sword Sect."
Ting Fengyin fell silent.
After a while, Ting Feng Yin said softly: "Senior brother, do you want to hold someone accountable?"
Chen Huaifeng raised the cup of wolfberry tea in his hand, which was brewed for him by Tingfeng Jianpai. He probably sat on the stream for a long time and talked a lot, so the tea was already cold.
Can cold wolfberry tea still maintain health?
Chen Huaifeng just drank the tea in his cup calmly.
"This is something I, Chen Huaifeng, did wrong. Naturally, I have no reason to pursue it. I am just curious about which direction the wind in Lingnan will blow in the future."
Ting Fengyin sat on the creek bridge, smiled against the sword wind, and said: "I don't know which direction the wind in Lingnan will blow, but the place of cultivation should always go up the mountain."
Chen Huaifeng said nothing more and just drank tea quietly.
Tingfeng Yin looked to the west and stared quietly for a long time. The matter regarding the Sword Sect is still an unresolved issue.
"I heard from Junior Brother Shanhong that Senior Brother seems to have some ideas?"
Chen Huaifeng turned his head and glanced at Tingfeng Yin, and then his eyes fell into the depths of the mountain snow.
"Similar to your thoughts, the Human Sword Sect cannot go into the water, so let's drag Qingtian Dao into the water."
Ting Fengyin was silent for a while and said, "What do you plan to do, senior brother?"
Chen Huaifeng raised his eyebrows and said, "Of course I won't do anything. It's you who should do it."
Ting Feng Yin was a little puzzled.
Chen Huaifeng stood up, pulled out his sword from the creek bridge on the side, held it in his arms, and walked under the bridge.
"Spread the news that someone from Qingtian Dao went to Lingnan and accidentally killed some demon cultivators."
Ting Fengyin looked at Chen Huaifeng blankly.
Yes, for the human sword sect, in the face of stability, right or wrong sometimes does not matter.
"How can people from Qingtian Dao admit it?"
Chen Huaifeng said calmly: "As long as Lingnan can resist the initial rumors, after this incident, I will continue to go north to Qingtian Road."
What to do at Qingtian Road?
Chen Huaifeng is not Cong Ren, so it is naturally impossible to force Qingtian Dao to recognize these things.
Tingfeng Yin looked at Chen Huaifeng for a long time, then stood up and said softly: "Thank you, senior brother."
Chen Huaifeng said slowly: "The matter is in Lingnan, and the intention is in the world. Naturally, we cannot sit idly by and ignore it."
The two of them stared at the stream for a long time, and then Chen Huaifeng turned around, held his sword and walked along the stream towards the depths of Lingnan.
...
There is a sword in the sky and the earth, for whom will the lonely peak be left?
Although Xifeng Mountain is the highest place in Lingnan, there is no Sword Sect on it, and there is no Luofeng perched on it. Instead, there are green parasol trees. However, it is snowing heavily at this time, so naturally you will not see those green parasol trees all over the mountain. .
Standing on the mountains and looking out, you can probably only see some scenes of thousands of mountains covered with snow and peaks with white heads.
If it weren't for the existence of the sword cliff in the East China Sea, this Phoenix Mountain would probably be regarded as a wonder on earth. Standing alone among the mountains, a peak rises up independently, somewhat like a sword flying in the wind and snow.
Probably many years ago, those sword cultivators who gathered in Lingnan came here for this reason.
It's a pity that for thousands of years, Lingnan has not produced any outstanding figures, so this high mountain has been left out in the cold.
Neither the Tingfeng Sword Sect, the Jinghong Sword Sect, nor the Little Nine Peaks Sword Sect chose to build the Sword Sect on this peak.
Mei Xiyu stood on the mountainside, looking at this lonely peak in the snow, feeling a little silent.
Lingnan is not a place worthy of the world's admiration. Probably the only thing worthy of praise is that the sword is as quiet and straight as a green mountain.
This Taoist from Qingtian Road stood on the mountainside and looked back at the white snow on the mountains for a while, and then continued towards the mountain.
We walked along the ridge to the highest point of this mountain range. Only when we got here, we could see the peak of this mountain. It was a rather sharp break, like a valley. The sides of the valley were surrounded by steep rocks. There is something cold and peaceful in the snow.
If Qifeng Mountain is indeed like a sword, the tip of this sword is also broken.
Mei Xiyu stood quietly at the mouth of the valley, looking at the broken mountain peak, but she was also lost in thought.
"This was broken by the waters of the Styx more than a thousand years ago."
Mei Xiyu turned around, and behind him in the snow was a swordsman who had been there for many years, holding a sword and panting, walking over.
The Taoist from Qingtian Dao naturally did not recognize this old sword cultivator, but looking at his robes, there seemed to be some patterns of mountains, so he should be a member of the Xiaojiufeng Sword Sect.
"What peak is the senior?"
"The second peak." The old swordsman said, raising his hand and pointing not far away, "That's where it is."
Mei Xiyu followed his gaze and looked over. Among the mountains, there was a ridge that was only slightly lower than Qifeng Mountain. In the snow on the ridge, some buildings of the Sword Sect could be vaguely seen. It just looked like they were there. Somewhat lonely.
"It turns out it's right there. No wonder the people coming are from the Second Peak." Mei Xiyu said calmly.
"Which peak is just a matter of the length of history of the place where they originally gathered." The old swordsman leaned on his sword at the mouth of the valley and then sat down. "Actually, I don't want to come either, but after all, this is the place of the Lingnan Sword Sect. When people come from the north, someone has to come out and take a look. We can't bring out those with high levels, so we have to pick the older ones, who can at least say "senior" title."
Mei Xiyu quietly looked at the old sword cultivator sitting at the entrance of the valley not far away, and then asked: "How old is your senior?"
The old swordsman thought for a while and said: "Ninety-two years, four months and twenty-nine days."
Mei Xiyu raised her eyebrows and said, "Senior, do you remember it so clearly?"
The old swordsman sat there laughing and said: "The great road may not have an end, but there is a life span, a long life of a hundred years. Even the saint Li Er did not live past a hundred years old. When you live to this age, You will also be very proud of being able to live so long, so of course you have to remember it clearly."
"What's your senior's name?"
"I forgot." The old swordsman said casually. "You can just call me Old Sword Cultivator, or Old Man."
"Then why can't you remember this clearly?"
"It's me who has lived for ninety-two years, not that name. If my name is Wang Xiaoer, then there must be many Wang Xiaoer in the world. If I don't have a name, people will use more specific descriptions to describe me, such as Lingnan The old man in the small house on the second peak of Xiaojiu Peak, one hundred and thirty steps north of Jianping on the mountainside, was the one who lived to be ninety-two years old. Not Wang Xiaoer who lived to be ninety-two years old. "
"It makes sense." Mei Xiyu said softly, "But does this have anything to do with Senior coming here?"
The old swordsman thought for a moment and said, "Probably not. Maybe some people are so dizzy from the heat that they have no thoughts at all, so they just let me talk nonsense to pass the time."
Mei Xiyu was silent for a while and said, "Actually, it can be rounded."
"How round?"
Mei Xiyu thought for a while and said: "For example, senior can use his own age to talk to me about life. If he can say a few words, life is long and many things can be ignored, then maybe Neng Yuan is back."
The old swordsman lay on his sword, thought for a while, and said, "How old are you this year?"
"Twenty-nine."
"Twenty-nine, that's great." The old sword cultivator did not follow what Mei Xiyu said. He just looked at the young Taoist from Qingtian Dao with a smile. "It is good to live to be ninety-two, and it is good to live to be twenty-nine."
"I thought that senior asked me this because he planned to talk about life with me."
"Talk about life? Nonsense." The old sword cultivator said with a smile, "What's there to talk about in life? As an old sword cultivator who has lived in the mountains all his life, what can I say to you people who are walking around in the world? , you stand higher than us, and the world you want to see in the future will be farther than old people like us. Telling too many stories of the older generation will only become a stumbling block for you."
Mei Xiyu was silent for a while and said, "It does make sense."
So the Taoist from Qingtian Dao also sat down by the valley.
"Senior said earlier that this mountain peak was broken by the water of the Styx?" Mei Xiyu said while looking at the mountain peak at his feet.
"Yes. That was a story many years ago." The old swordsman said slowly. "After the Sword Master broke through the sky and left, there was no one in the world to care about it, so those undercurrents flowed out from the corners, and that's when the Grimace Flower chaos happened."
Mei Xiyu naturally told this story, but probably because it was so long ago, people probably didn't want to mention many things, so many of the stories were vague.
"It was here back then." The old swordsman said softly, "The entire Lingnan Sword Sect tried to stop Emperor Huai."
"But that's impossible." Mei Xiyu said.
"Yes, even Mojianya couldn't stop him in Huaidu, let alone Lingnan."
"But what does this have to do with the waters of the Styx?"
"Huai Emperor came from Mojian Cliff, but he also practiced the way of witches and ghosts. It can almost be said that he was the pinnacle of the way of witches and ghosts after the sinking of the witchcraft and ghost sect. That spell of the Styx directly covered half of the human world. , Lingnan can still survive, but this peak has been broken. It can only be said that the human majesty back then was still merciful."
Mei Xiyu fell silent.
The emperors of Huai'an have never been people who are willing to settle down.
"I heard that you came here to discuss something with Chen Huaifeng of the Human Sword Sect?" The old swordsman probably didn't want to say too much, so he dropped the topic.
Mei Xiyu said calmly: "Yes, because there are some stories that may have been accidentally known to outsiders, and they must be resolved."
The old sword cultivator said softly: "That's why I came all the way, not for the swordsmen in the world to see, but for certain people."
"Yes, some stories should be buried. Naturally, Qingtian Dao and Human Sword Sect don't want to really get into trouble like that."
Mei Xiyu said calmly, looking down the mountain, there was a man holding a sword, slowly coming up the mountain.
The old sword cultivator also saw that figure.
There was the sound of wind and rain in the sword intent coming through the snow.
"You can't beat him." The old swordsman said slowly.
Mei Xiyu was silent for a while and said softly: "Yes."
When Mei Xiyu saw those wind and rain sword intents, he also realized this problem.
Chen Huaifeng's realm of the great road has the meaning of wind and rain left by the original Bai Fengyu.
The rain from Bai Feng Yu is naturally stronger than the rain from Mei Xi Yu.
What's more, the person who came up the mountain was still a disciple of the Human Sword Sect.
"But this is not a matter of winning or losing in a fight for the Dao." Mei Xiyu said calmly, "No matter how strong Chen Huaifeng is, he can only lose to me. This is an explanation to the Qingtian Dao."
The old swordsman said softly: "Lingnan must also watch."
"Yes." Mei Xiyu said slowly, "That gust of wind came from Lingnan."
"What kind of news?"
Mei Xiyu sat in the snow at the mouth of the valley in silence for a long time, and then took out something from his arms.
That's a letter.
From Lingluo Pavilion of Tingfeng Sword Sect, he was sent all the way to the north, to Qingtian Taoist Temple, somewhere in the forest at the foot of the mountain.
Old Jianxiu looked at the letter quietly, and then said slowly: "In this way, Ting Feng Yin should know something."
Mei Xiyu said calmly: "But he didn't say anything."
The old sword cultivator sat at the mouth of this high valley, silent for a while, and then said softly: "If it were me, I probably wouldn't say anything."
Mei Xiyu turned to look at the old sword cultivator, who was just looking at the wind and snow on the mountains.
"Of course, everyone has his own perseverance. The same goes for sword cultivators." The old sword cultivator lowered his head and looked at the sword he used as a crutch, and said slowly, "In fact, people sometimes forget that sword cultivators don't use swords at the beginning. It makes sense. Hanging it on the waist is for self-cultivation, carrying it behind the back is for responsibility, and hanging it in front of the body is for a three-foot foothold."
Mei Xiyu was silent for a while and said, "Yes."
Of course, Taoist people also use swords.
Just like the people of the Sword Sect also practice Taoism.
Everything is actually the same.
