Le Chaotian sat in the snow in the clear pond, smiling and playing music.
The young boy Lu Xiaoer beside him has long disappeared.
He was brought to the human world by a senior fellow from the Lingnan Sword Sect.
So it's very quiet here.
Le Chaotian's song is still the song "Ding Feng Bo".
I asked if Lingnan was not good, but he said: This place where I feel at ease is my hometown.
Lingnan's response exceeded Le Chaotian's budget.
The warm things in the world are naturally worth smiling at.
So this junior brother of Tianya Sword Sect, who may not be young at all, is sitting alone in a clear pool, playing the piano and smiling, with the fragrance of plum blossoms still lingering in his smile.
...
Jiang Ye stood quietly by the river, watching the sword lights gradually falling into the city, and said calmly: "Many more people will die in Lingnan."
"The human sword sect is the same."
This sentence was not said by Ting Feng Yin, nor by Gu Shanhong.
It was Lu Xiaoer who was brought here by a senior fellow from Lingnan, with his hands wrapped like rice dumplings.
The young boy squeezed out from behind the crowd, and then raised his hand with great difficulty to hold the hilt of the sword behind him. Some blood seeped out from under the cloth bandage that Le Chaotian had bandaged him, but the young boy did not look in pain. He just pulled out the Xiwu Sword from Tianya Town Sword Lake, stood next to his uncle, and looked at the ninth realm senior brother of the Human Sword Sect without fear.
Although Nan Dao has told Lu Xiaoer countless times that Lingnan’s hope lies with Lingnan and Lu Xiaoer.
But just like the first September.
Lu Xiaoer devoutly believes that the only hope for Lingnan is his young uncle.
Jiang Ye turned to look at the young boy and said calmly: "Who are you?"
Lu Xiaoer said calmly: "Lingnan Tianya Sword Sect, Ranger Four Realm Sword Cultivator, Lu Xiaoer."
The four knight realms are realms that have never been heard of in the human world.
But it does not affect those high-level sword cultivators who can see that this young boy is just a sword cultivator who has entered the realm of seeing the Tao. Even the sword intention has just begun to break away from the seed form and has some rudiments.
It's just that he is young.
A twelve-year-old boy who can see mountains is considered a talent in itself.
Maybe you can't join a place like the Human Sword Sect, but if you stay in Lingnan, you may be able to live in a humble place.
Nan Dao, who had been silent, finally raised his sleeve and wiped the blood on his lips, and then pulled Lu Xiaoer behind him.
After all, as an uncle, he naturally cannot let his nephew stand in front of him and face something.
The mountain is full of sword repairs, and the eaves of the river are covered.
And the sword masters finally stepped forward and stood facing the Lingnan sword cultivators with their swords in hand.
There are strange sounds coming from the long street at night.
Everyone looked towards that place.
A certain old drunkard drove his little Feixian very ostentatiously through the slippery and colorful streets, and appeared on this street in the gradually rising lights of the world.
"Is it so lively today?"
The Prime Minister, dressed in white with blood plum blossoms, walked down from Feixian, carrying a wine flask with a smile on his face, drinking as he walked, heading towards the riverside.
The strange appearance of the Prime Minister broke the confrontation by the long river.
Jiang Ye, Tingfeng Yin and the other sword cultivators all bowed.
"Dean."
As the only major repairman in Nanyi City today, it is impossible for the Prime Minister not to know the story that happened on this riverside.
The prime minister drank the warm wine of the human world and walked among the people. Perhaps the sword light was too dazzling. The old drunkard narrowed his eyes and said angrily: "You are celebrating the New Year, what are you doing? Put your sword away."
The sword cultivators were silent for a while, and then put their swords into their sheaths.
All the sparks in the street went out.
Jiang Ye looked at the Prime Minister who was walking in front of him and said slowly: "Why is the dean here today?"
The Prime Minister walked to the river and said softly to the remaining twilight in the river: "Of course I am not happy to come, but the story in the south has not begun yet, and I don't want to see any more disputes in Nanyi City."
Jiang Ye looked at the figure of the big demon in white quietly.
"How does the dean think it should be solved?"
Qing Xiang drank wine and said calmly: "Everyone takes a step back, let's forget it."
Although the practice of mixing mud is despised.
It's just that sometimes, it really is the best choice.
It's just that neither the Lingnan Sword Sect nor the Human Sword Sect made any move, they still stood quietly at both ends of the river.
"As senior brothers, we can't just let it go."
Jiang Ye looked at the Prime Minister and said slowly.
"What's more, Dean, you haven't really returned to the road..."
The prime minister said nothing, just raised a hand.
A scabbard carried behind the young man cut through the last bit of twilight and fell into the hands of the white-clothed Taoist.
The words flowing on the scabbard were completely different from the previous ones.
There is a faint sword taking shape.
"Retreat?"
The prime minister said calmly.
Jiang Ye stood holding the sword for a long time, and then took a step back in the night lights.
If you say take a step back, you really have to take a step back.
The same goes for Lingnan sword cultivators.
Then the young man under the umbrella emerged from the sea of people again.
"This old bastard Cong Ren doesn't know how to teach his disciples." The old drunkard took a sip of wine and started to curse again. "I know how to sleep every damn day."
Qing Xiang looked at Jiang Ye who had retreated into the night, and said with a sneer: "You guys would have looked at Hu Lu more often, and things like this wouldn't have happened. What's more, Jian Zong was at fault for Shu Shu's death. "
"Why did Jianzong settle the loss?" Jiang Ye said with a frown.
Although this Sword Sect disciple also thought that Hu Lu had gone too far, it was ultimately caused by the sudden arrival of Qingtian Dao.
And Shushu is the one who knows such a secret.
The Prime Minister sneered and said: "How can you be sure that some things must have been sent to the world by Shushu? Just because Hulu has killed the little mouse demon, do you think it should be like this?"
Jiang Ye froze there.
The prime minister's eyes turned to the Lingnan sword cultivators on the other side.
Tingfeng Yin sighed, took another step back with the Lingnan sword cultivators, and said softly: "Dean, please be gentle."
Naturally, the prime minister showed no mercy. He took a sip of wine, brewed it for a while, and then breathed out the fragrance again.
"You guys in Lingnan can't hold on until you've had enough to eat every day. Just come here. Why the hell are you bringing so many people here? Do you think Nanyi City is peaceful now?"
"Everyone worked hard last year. It's rare to have a happy New Year. You all come here and make the chickens and dogs restless. Why do you mean to risk everything at the fucking card table? I bet on your mother!"
"..."
After I bet your mother cursed you with this sentence, the entire Nanyi City fell silent.
This is probably the first time that the world has seen the dean of Xuanshuyuan, the great demon in the world known as the Prime Minister in White, scolding him so harshly, and they all stood there looking at each other.
When this man who looked like a middle-aged scholar came riding a flying fairy, probably no one thought that it would develop in this direction.
It's just that the drunkard Qing Xiang scolded both Cong Ren and the goddess, so naturally he couldn't be kind and soft-spoken.
Tingfeng Yin smiled bitterly and said, "The dean is right."
Regardless of age, seniority, or strength, no one present had room to refute.
"I'm your mother's size."
The Prime Minister took a sip of wine and looked at the young man again, but this time he fell silent.
After a long time, nothing was said.
Even Nan Dao was prepared to be scolded bloody.
On the contrary, Qing fell silent.
The thousand-year-old scholar of Xuanshuyuan, who had scolded everyone on both sides, took several sips of wine and threw the scabbard back to Nan Dao.
"You fucking can cause trouble."
"It's all gone."
The prime minister just said this in the end, then turned around and cursed, passed through the crowd, got on his little flying fairy, and left as he came.
The world watched in the dark.
The people from the two sword sects each took a step back and were still facing each other by the river.
It's just that it's obvious that he can't fight anymore.
Although Lingnan has a large number of people, it is ultimately far inferior to those of the fellows from the Human Sword Sect at a higher level.
If it wasn't a last resort, they wouldn't really want to go that far.
People who put everything on the gambling table are naturally not here to lose completely.
Nan Dao was still looking at Jiang Ye quietly under the umbrella, and also at the gourd behind him.
Then he turned around and headed towards Ting Feng Yin and the others.
Just when he turned around, he heard Jiang Ye's calm voice behind him.
"Do you think it's over?"
Nan Dao stopped and looked quietly at the Lingnan sword cultivators who were parked in Nanyi City and looked at him quietly. He did not look back, but said softly: "No."
Lu Xiaoer on the side held the sword again, turned around and looked at the senior fellow from the Human Sword Sect.
This was the first time that Lingnan stood on the opposite side of the human sword sect.
The young boy may appear calm on the outside, but naturally he has a lot of fear in his heart.
So he held the sword very firmly, but what oozed out under the bandaging strips was naturally not only some blood, but also some sweat.
Jiang Ye didn't pay attention to the young boy, but quietly looked at the back of the boy under the umbrella.
"But I've already received a blow."
Nan Dao continued calmly.
Jiang Ye did not deny it, but said lightly: "Yes. But that sword is not complete."
Nan Dao coughed softly, wiped the blood on his lips, turned back, looked at the unfamiliar swordsman brother, and said softly: "So you want another sword attack?"
Jiang Ye's eyes fell on the solemn-looking Lingnan sword cultivators.
Although their realm is not high, the feeling of thousands of eyes falling on their hearts is extremely oppressive after all.
"One more strike, and Lingnan will not give up. He will just go back to the old path. If the dean comes back, it will not be as simple as just scolding people."
Jiang Ye looked back at Hu Lu, who was still floating in front of Jiang Hehai, and then turned back.
This time he didn't look at South Island.
Nor did he look at those Lingnan sword cultivators.
But further north.
"Nanyi City needs peace to deal with the upcoming ghosts and ghosts in the south."
Jiang Ye said calmly.
"So this story can be considered over in Nanyi City."
Nan Dao didn't say anything, and neither did the Lingnan sword cultivators.
Jiang Ye walked back among the Mei Qumings and carefully inspected Hu Lu's body.
The sword pierced deeply and went directly through the heart.
Fortunately, the sword intention did not burst out in the body, and Jiang Ye also used his own sword intention to seal the wound in time.
At that time, Li Asan's heart was directly gouged out. As a secular emperor, he was able to drag Cong Ren's arrival under the maintenance of the sword's will.
Naturally, nothing may happen to Hu Lu.
But in the end, this was the sword that stabbed the Human Sword Sect in front of the entire Nanyi City.
Hu Lu is the youngest disciple of the Human Sword Sect.
In other words, he has many senior brothers.
More than just ginger leaves, more than Chen Huaifeng.
For example, a sword cultivator who sweeps snow in the north.
So after Jiang Ye watched for a long time, he finally said the following words.
"But the story on earth is not over yet."
Jiang Ye turned around again, looked at the young man under the umbrella, and said calmly: "The Sword Sect is in the human world. In the future, a senior brother will come to Lingnan to find you."
Everyone who listened to Feng Yin looked at Jiang Ye in silence.
I thought that such a matter would be over after the Prime Minister intervened.
Just far from it.
Everyone has naturally thought about such a result.
It's just that no one expected that it would eventually reach the worst point.
Maybe the second worst.
After all, for Nanyi City, the consequences of the Lingnan Sword Sect's head-on confrontation with that Jian Sect garden were far better than some Jian Sect brothers walking out of the human world.
But for South Island, this result is undoubtedly the worst.
However, the young man under the umbrella showed no emotion at all. He just turned his head and looked at the sad-looking Lingnan sword cultivators, and then said softly: "There is no need to go to Lingnan."
Nan Dao shook off the peach blossom sword in his hand, put it in its sheath, and raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corners of his lips.
"I was going to the human world."
Jiang Ye quietly looked at the back of the young man under the umbrella in the night, and said calmly: "Then I'll see you in the world."
Nan Dao said nothing more, looking at Ting Feng Yin, Gu Shanhong, and the many sword cultivators who might not even be in the minor realm.
He bowed and said softly: "Thank you all seniors, as well as all the brothers and sisters."
If Lingnan hadn't rushed to Nanyi City at the last moment of that sword strike.
Naturally, Nandao didn’t know what the final outcome would be.
The prime minister might take action, or he might not - after all, this scholar who scolded everyone bloody had never liked this young man very much.
None of the Lingnan sword cultivators said anything, but looked at this young sword cultivator who was only in the Dao-Guan Yu realm with heavy and worried expressions.
The next thing he has to face is naturally not Jiang Ye.
But those senior brothers who have already passed away to the human world, or senior brothers.
Ting Fengyin stood there thinking for a long time, and finally regretfully admitted that such a story, whether Lingnan comes or not, Nandao has no way out - when he knew a certain young man outside the Lame Deer Sword Sect, The story you have.
So when Ting Feng Yin heard the sound of the wind that suddenly left Lingnan and left without saying goodbye, heading towards Nanyi City, it was already too late.
Tingfeng Yin looked at the young man under the umbrella and said softly: "Actually, you can stay in Lingnan. Although it will be more difficult for Lingnan, there is still some room for maneuver in the end."
Nan Dao said softly: "Lingnan has already done a lot, senior."
This is the first time that Nan Dao has said the word "senior" so sincerely.
"It's just that some things have to be faced by oneself after all."
Ting Fengyin fell silent.
In fact, he understood what Nan Dao meant.
It’s not something you have to face on your own.
But to leave a retreat for Lingnan.
...
Jiang Ye inserted the Sleepless Sword again by the river.
No one can be right all the time.
But Jiang Ye never thought that in such a story, what Hu Lu did was far more wrong than he imagined.
The Lingnan sword cultivators have left Nanyi City. There is sword light going away in the night, and there are no fireworks in the north of the city. After such an incident, people probably have no intention of setting off fireworks. If the old drunkard hadn't come, who knows? Will Lingnan and the Human Sword Sect really fight?
Jiang Hehai and the others had already escorted Hu Lu to the Jianzong Garden. Hu Lu might need to sleep in a pool for a long time.
Mei Quming still stayed here, looking at Jiang Ye who was reinserting Senior Brother Huaimin's sword into the riverside guardrail.
"If Shushu never sent a letter to Qingtian Dao."
Mei Quming said softly.
"Then Qingtian Dao came to the south after receiving whose letter?"
Jiang Ye stood there in silence, looking to the north of Nanyi City, and said slowly: "Do you have an answer in your heart?"
Mei Quming said nothing.
Maybe there is no answer, just speculation.
But in Hu Lu's story, they picked up a lot of things called caution that they had forgotten after being immersed in the human world for a long time.
Jiang Ye lowered his head and looked at the Sleepless Sword that was stuck by the river with a lot of gourd blood still in the hilt, and then said calmly: "But no matter who it is, Senior Brother Huai Feng has already been to Lingnan. He He is a person who has personally experienced those stories - in other words, the origin of all the stories is because senior brother killed Liu Sanyue. Since he has never asked anything, we may not need to think about those things anymore. "
Ginger Ye walked slowly along the river bank.
"We only do what we see, and we only do what we should do as senior brothers."
Just like the sword today.
Absolute rationality cannot survive in the world.
They must be partial and selfish.
Because this is how the world is.
Mei Quming said nothing more, and the two walked quietly along the river bank.
"Maybe that's a good thing."
Mei Quming walked for a while and then said softly.
Jiang Ye nodded and said: "Yes. Hu Lu killed Shushu, and he has always felt guilty and regretful in his heart. If he keeps it buried like this, it will inevitably become a big problem in the future."
"So that sword might not be able to help him untie some of the things that are troubling in his heart."
Mei Quming said softly, then paused for a long time, looking towards the north in the light of the world.
"The boy named Nan Dao, the moment he closed his eyes for the last time..."
Mei Quming did not finish speaking.
But Jiang Ye knew what he meant.
When many things are connected in series with each other, it is actually very clear.
For example, why did that young man accept the sword without hesitation, and why he accepted the human agreement with the Human Sword Sect without hesitation.
It’s just that there are many things that don’t need to be stated explicitly.
Be sure to tell the truth.
At the end of the day, the sword sect in the world is still there.
It was that story from March last year.
