When Chen Huaifeng walked up the mountain along the ridge, the plum rain had already entered the valley, and at the mouth of the valley there was only the old swordsman sitting there leaning on his sword.
Seeing the sword cultivator who was obviously very old, Chen Huaifeng was stunned for a moment and said, "Senior, what are you doing here?"
The old swordsman sighed and said, "Of course I'm here to watch. There's a fight in front of your house, aren't you here to watch?"
This is indeed the truth. So Chen Huaifeng didn't ask any more questions. He stood on the sword-edge valley where the tip of a sword was broken, and looked back at the Lingnan mountains.
Under the mountain snow, there is nothing but a few mountain ridges, darkly exposed in the snow, like some scrawled lines.
"There should be many people in Lingnan watching." Chen Huaifeng said slowly.
The old swordsman nodded and said: "Yes, they don't know what happened. In fact, I don't know either. I can only guess that it is some story between Qingtian Dao and the Human Sword Sect, and the Human Sword Sect made the wrong mistake. Why do I need to give an explanation to Qingtian Dao?"
"It's not the human sword sect, it's just me, Chen Huaifeng." Chen Huaifeng said, but he laughed softly and looked at the old sword cultivator, "So today, I probably want to ruin the reputation of the sword sect like my junior brother."
The old swordsman sighed, moved to the side and said, "Go ahead."
Chen Huaifeng nodded, holding his sword and heading towards the valley.
...
Le Chaotian and the others stayed in the hot spring and fell asleep comfortably. Nan Dao had nothing to do with them, so he ignored them and walked back to the canyon.
Just as he started to walk through the mountains and forests, he saw a figure standing in the canyon, probably looking down at the sword marks in the snow under his feet.
Nan Dao was silent for a while, then walked towards the canyon holding an umbrella.
"Did you send the letter to Qingtian Dao?"
Hearing the roar of the wind came from the canyon.
Nan Dao stopped again, standing on the snow-covered mountain road outside the gorge, and then said softly: "Yes."
Ting Fengyin raised his head, stood in the wind passing through the gorge, and said slowly: "That should be what happened before the snow."
That was the first time I sent a letter on the South Island.
At that time, Le Chaotian was being chased all over the mountain by Lu Xiaosan, and no one noticed what the letter from Nandao was about.
Ting Fengyin didn't pay much attention at the time, just chatting with the sword cultivators by the stream.
Green pepper never follows.
Only Nan Dao went to Lingluo Pavilion of Tingfeng Sword Sect.
So with that kind of letter, he left Lingnan and headed towards the north of the world, until he entered the territory of Huaidu and went to Qingxi outside Shanxia Town where Qingtian Road is located.
Nan Dao didn't speak.
Tingfeng Yin looked at the young man holding a black umbrella not far away for a long time, and then said, "Why?"
Nan Dao was silent for a long time and said softly: "I once met a senior fellow from the Sword Sect on the edge of Daze outside Nanyi City."
When Ting Fengyin heard this, she seemed to think of something. She looked at Nan Dao and said, "You like to plant flowers?"
"Yes."
"That might be the Jianmo Shancha from many years ago."
The camellia trees bloom slowly on Moshang.
This was also the first time that Nan Dao knew the name of the Jianzong brother who died outside Nanyi City.
Probably only the old people will know the name of the old man.
"Maybe so." Nan Dao thought about those bright red flying flowers, and said softly, walking towards the canyon until he reached a certain maple tree that had shaken off some white snow, and looked at the fallen flowers on the ground. Snow, there were no bare branches left, and then sat down under the tree.
"When Liu Sanyue left Daze, it was there that he also met him."
Nan Dao sat under the tree and said slowly.
"That senior brother knows a lot of things, and he also told me those things."
Ting Fengyin looked at the young man under the tree quietly.
"Then what?"
"Then?" Nan Dao looked up and thought about that night. Those bloody shouts uttered from the mouths of senior brothers have become a thing of the past, and have become the color of blood outside Nanyi City that cannot be washed away by the rain and snow in the world for a long time.
"Then he told me that Jian Zong would do some things. He didn't know whether those things were right or wrong, but he entrusted me to tell the story to the world when the story ends."
"I didn't tell the world, I just wrote a letter and asked Lingling Pavilion to give it to the people of Qingtian Dao."
Nan Dao said softly, holding the umbrella in his hand tightly.
"I don't know if such a story can be told to the world. There seems to be a lot of things involved behind the man named Liu Sanyue. So after I remembered it, I thought, how about letting Qingtian Dao first People, let’s take a look.”
"So on that day, I wrote the letter and asked Lingluoge to send it to Huaidu."
The story is of course simple.
It's just that sometimes some waves often arise from some inconspicuous stories.
Ting Feng Yin said softly: "That's why yesterday you went to Ting Feng Xi to inquire about the news because of the mountain closure."
The closure of the mountains in Lingnan naturally has nothing to do with this matter.
Nan Dao looked up at Ting Feng Yin and said, "But I saw that senior spoke so calmly yesterday, so I thought you knew."
Tingfeng Yin sighed and said, "I thought you wanted to inquire about Zhang Xiaoyu because you knew another news."
Nan Dao was stunned for a moment, then looked at Ting Feng Yin and said, "Is the matter of sealing the mountain related to senior brother?"
Tingfeng Yin shook his head and said: "It has nothing to do with him, but it will involve him, and it will also involve Chen Huaifeng and the Human Sword Sect - but this is something that has nothing to do with you, and you don't have to worry about it."
Nan Dao was silent for a while and said, "So what about the other thing?"
Tingfeng Yin said calmly: "Lingnan will take the responsibility."
Nan Dao raised his head and stared blankly at the swordsman in front of him, who had a few more white hairs on his temples. Those white hairs were already piercing deeper into his tied bun, like a sword.
"On the other side of Qingtian Road, Lingnan will accept the fault of that letter. As for the Human Sword Sect." Tingfeng Yin looked out of the canyon quietly. "Chen Huaifeng already knows that you sent it."
Nan Dao thought about the stories in Nanyi City.
Yes, Chen Huaifeng naturally knows that he knows many things.
"You don't have to worry about what the Sword Sect in the human world will think." Tingfeng Yin continued, "Half of the Sword Sect here remains in the human world and the other half wanders in the practice world, as long as you don't take the initiative to provoke anything, they will I will act like I don’t know anything.”
Nan Dao was silent for a long time and then said: "Okay."
"But regarding Liu Sanyue, you'd better not think about it anymore. I know what Senior Brother Mo is thinking, but now is not the right time for the world to deal with these matters." Tingfeng Yin said softly, "Now The world is too chaotic, and there are too many things that people cannot see clearly in the wind and snow. If you really want to tell this story to the world."
Ting Fengyin looked at Nandao and said slowly: "At least, wait until Chen Huaifeng dies."
Only Chen Huaifeng died.
The story about Liu Sanyue was put out in the open so that public opinion would not push those stories in a direction that would be difficult to end.
Nan Dao said softly: "Thank you."
Tingfengyin chuckled and walked out of the canyon on the snow.
"You're welcome. The reason why Lingnan is like this is because we hope to get something from you. The more you owe us, the closer you and Lingnan will be. Lingnan and you are like the relationship between the sword sharpener and the sword. relationship. To sharpen a sword well, you have to sweat and bleed."
Ting Fengyin stopped not far away, which was the mouth of the canyon. Standing there, the skylight might be a little narrow, but if you continue forward, you will see the vast world of mountains and snow.
Probably sensing the sword master's thoughts, the sword behind Feng Yin couldn't help but whistle softly.
"Lingnan also wants to have a sword that can be remembered by the world, Nandao."
Tingfengyin walked out of the canyon.
The sound of green peppers came from the cliff outside.
"Senior is leaving now?"
"Um."
Then the footsteps in the snow creaked away.
Not long after, the woman in red holding a sword walked in and looked at Nan Dao strangely.
Nan Dao sat under the umbrella, looked at Qingjiao quietly, and said, "Did you hear everything?"
Qingjiao nodded and said, "I'm curious, how do you dare to do such a risky thing between Qingtian Dao and Jian Zong?"
Nan Dao was silent for a while and said, "I don't know."
Although what he said to Ting Feng Yin was just to keep his promise to Brother Shancha Jian, whose name the world had long forgotten.
But Nan Dao himself didn't know if there was some hatred towards Zhang Xiaoyu's sword.
This is something that is difficult to explain clearly to myself.
Maybe a mixed bag.
"I thought you should have some ideas..."
"But such thoughts." Nan Dao sat under the black umbrella, looking at the woman in red holding a sword in front of him, and said word by word, "There is always something dirty and ulterior."
Qingjiao stood there silently.
"I'm not a saint, I'm not perfect, I'm just human."
Nan Dao stood up holding an umbrella and turned his back to Qingjiao. Maybe he was looking at the snow outside the canyon to calm his mind.
Maybe he was raising his hand to wipe away some unspeakable fear of being revealed.
There was always a young man holding an umbrella, carrying a sword, and standing silently for a long time with his back to the snow-covered mountains outside the gorge.
Then he turned around, maybe his mood calmed down, the expression on the young man's face became calmer, and he walked towards the outside of the canyon.
"I want to go over there and have a look."
Qingjiao turned around and looked at the young man standing outside the small building looking at the world.
She knew this was asking for her opinion.
"good."
So Qingjiao held her sword and walked out of the canyon.
...
"Before I say please, I want to ask my senior brother some questions."
Mei Xiyu stood in the high mountain snow valley, quietly looking at Chen Huaifeng who was coming towards this wide valley and said.
"good."
So Chen Huaifeng put the sword in his hand aside and stopped there.
"Why did March go to Dazezhong?"
Chen Huaifeng squinted his eyes and looked at Mei Xiyu quietly, and then said calmly: "Because someone has to go to Zeli to have a look."
"Why don't you, Chen Huaifeng, go?"
"Since Huaidu asked him to come, then naturally he would go. If Huaidu asked you, Meixiyu, to come, naturally it would be you, Meixiyu, too."
"The one looking at Nanyi City is not Huaidu or Qingtian Dao, but your Human Sword Sect."
"Before that storm fell, no one knew whether it was aimed at Nanyi City or the human world." Chen Huaifeng said calmly, "Of course I have to think bigger."
Mei Xiyu stood in the snow and looked at this Sword Sect disciple quietly.
"I thought you would do so with some remorse."
Chen Huaifeng said calmly: "Except for killing Liu Sanyue with my own hands, I have nothing to regret."
When Mei Xiyu heard this sentence, her expression instantly turned cold. The wind was flowing around her, and there were words looming in the snow.
"So in this story, how selfish does the senior brother have?"
Chen Huaifeng looked at the signs of Taoism and said calmly: "Selfishness is meaningless. If you want to ask about selfishness, I also want to ask the human world. Everything in the Southern Witch Ghost Dao and Daze appears in Nan Yi. While we are outside the city, who wants to come over to Nanyi City to have a look?"
"I know that there are many disciples of this generation of Jian Zong, more than before. When they disappear into the human world in the future, they will naturally be enough to make you uneasy."
"So even if the human world stood by and just let the Sword Sect and Lingnan face these things, we didn't say anything. Not to mention that you, Qingtian Dao, also have problems in this matter."
"What's wrong with my Qingtian Dao?"
"Could it be that Qingtian Dao doesn't recognize Bai He's identity?" Chen Huaifeng looked quietly at the Mei Xiyu at the end of the valley. "The 300,000 Qingjia of Nanyi City were taken away by Bai He and Beitai. Can Qingtian Dao have nothing to do with it?"
Mei Xiyu frowned and said, "I don't know about this, and I don't know if Guanli knows about it."
"It doesn't matter whether you know it or not." Chen Huaifeng said calmly, "I am here today just because of Liu Sanyue's incident. Let's talk about one thing and many things. Don't tell the truth. If we tell the truth, Qingtian Dao can't even think of staying in peace. in the north."
Mei Xiyu fell silent, and then looked at Chen Huaifeng at the mouth of the valley for a long time, raised his hand, Dao Wen appeared around him, and a blue moon appeared on the top of the snowy mountain, which is the highest in the world, like the eyes of Qingming.
"please."
"good."
A sword was pulled out from the snow. In the mountain snow, the wind and rain hung down the curtain.
This place is 1,900 feet away from the human world.
Naturally, there is no need to pay homage to the human world.
...
The old swordsman who was too lazy to have a name sat at the mouth of the valley with his chin in his hands.
The sword that had been with him for many years was stuck in the snow in front of him.
The old sword cultivator's realm is naturally not high, he is only in the snow-walking realm.
As he himself said, if someone is fighting at the door of the house, someone must come and take a look. However, Lingnan couldn't choose a swordsman who could suppress those two people, so he had to be taller in age, so that he could at least get a few more blows. The title of senior.
After all, such an old swordsman in his nineties has worked so hard to climb up the mountain. Mei Xiyu and Chen Huaifeng can't even say a word about you, what are you doing here?
The old swordsman thought mockingly to himself as he sat up straight and clasped his fingers.
"Is it four months and twenty-nine days, or four months and thirty days?"
The old sword cultivator is indeed very old, so he does not remember clearly.
I've been thinking about it for a long time, but I still can't figure it out clearly.
Then he heard the sounds coming from the snowy valley in this high mountain.
While listening, he clicked his tongue.
It turns out that the story between Qingtian Dao and Human Sword Sect is like this?
But the old swordsman suddenly understood why he was not taller in terms of height and appearance.
It turns out it’s not just for a senior sentence.
It's even more because Lingnan doesn't want to know what's going on between Qingtian Dao and Human Sword Sect.
But there is always someone watching at the door.
So I found an old man who had trouble climbing a mountain to come up.
If a person's lifespan is less than a hundred years old, naturally it does not mean that he will definitely live to be a hundred years old.
If everyone can live to be a hundred years old, a long life will naturally be a meaningless blessing.
Therefore, the old swordsman who is ninety-two years, four months and thirty days old probably won't live much longer.
If you don't live long, you won't have to endure the loneliness for a long time after hearing those stories and hiding these secrets.
While thinking about it, the old sword cultivator determined his age as four months and thirty days.
It’s good to be older, you can still listen to some gossip and listen to the seniors a few times.
When the old sword cultivator was thinking this, a mighty wind blew out of the valley behind him.
It almost blew the old swordsman down the mountain road.
Fortunately, he was also a sword cultivator after all, so he hurriedly grabbed his sword and stabilized his body.
Looking up, above this huge valley, there is a bright moon hanging high and sword light flowing.
There was probably a fierce fight inside.
The wind kept blowing, causing the mountains and mountains to be covered with snow, like pear blossoms falling all over the mountains.
Then the sword intent rose up calmly, carrying the chill of wind and rain, suppressing those winds.
Of course this is what it should be.
Jian Zong has been stronger than Dao Sect for nearly a thousand years.
The old swordsman thought so as he sat alone outside the valley and clapped his hands.
There was a rather clear sound of swords in the wind.
The old swordsman seemed to have seen Chen Huaifeng go away with his sword and cut through the moon in the blue sky.
So I raised my head, and on the bright moon above my head, there was indeed a crack, which was about to fall but not broken.
How long will the moon last in the blue sky? I hold my sword and ask.
The old swordsman smiled and clapped his hands, but at the same time he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.
If I were a twenty-nine-year-old sword cultivator, watching that sword break the moon, I would probably have all kinds of pride in my heart.
From now on, the way of swordsmanship will always be able to contain a bit of the aura of a sword that cuts through the wind and rain and cuts through the moon.
Unfortunately, I was already ninety-two years old and had nothing to think about anymore, so I just clapped my hands and said hello.
The bright moon was not broken, but the sound of rain was heard again outside the valley.
Not the sound of wind and rain, but the sound of stream rain.
It was as if everything in front of me was suddenly no longer mountain snow, but a forest of white plum trees. The drizzle in the forest fell into the clear stream and gurgled away.
Meixi rain.
The rain in the plum blossom stream makes the mountains ethereal.
The old sword cultivator took a deep breath. This was of course also a wonderful Taoist technique. It seemed that it should be the unique Taoist technique of Mei Xiyu.
Those sword intentions were suppressed again.
The old swordsman was sitting outside holding his sword worriedly.
It seems that he has seen Chen Huaifeng holding a sword and trapped in a plum forest by the stream.
People from the Taoist sect are naturally good at using the vitality of heaven and earth to strengthen their bodies or create all things.
So what happens next?
Naturally, white plum blossoms must be broken by red plum blossoms.
So in the valley, flying red came.
Chen Huaifeng is different from Zhang Xiaoyu. He is an extremely orthodox swordsman from the Human Sword Sect, and he also practices the style of Mo Jian Ya Kendo.
Therefore, this sword has been seen in the human world outside Nanyi City.
It's called Luan Hong flying across the swing.
Lao Jianxiu wanted to say, wonderful, wonderful.
But before he could say anything, those flying reds disappeared into the snow in the human world.
It was as if someone had forcibly interrupted his sword stance.
Old Jianxiu then suddenly remembered Mei Xiyu's words.
Yes.
Chen Huaifeng must lose to Mei Xiyu.
The old swordsman sighed, stood up, drew his sword, and walked quietly down the mountain.
