Xie Chunxue led the two of them through the bamboo forest. Neither of the two teenagers said a word, but just hung there quietly. They only occasionally made some sighing sounds when their faces were rubbed by the bamboo leaves next to them.
This woman who hummed a tune and went fishing at the lake during the drizzle did indeed mean what she said.
If you say you want to pick up two teenagers and take them back, you will pick up two teenagers and take them back.
Lu Xiaoer saw that Xie Chunxue didn't seem to pay attention to the two of them, so he tried to pull his hand out. Unfortunately, although the fishing line was not tied very tightly, it still carried the intention of the sword. Naturally, the young boy was doing useless work. .
Nan Dao was very calm. The umbrella was still in his hand, and his hands were tied to his chest.
The woman in white walked all the way to the depths of the bamboo forest. After an unknown period of time, there was some gurgling water in the bamboo forest.
The clear stream in the bamboo forest is probably an indispensable thing.
However, when the two of them were carried by Xie Chunxue through the bamboo forests in the rain, what appeared in front of them was not the clear stream in the bamboo forest, but a quiet cliff with several overhanging streams cascading down all the way and converging below. It became a very wide stone pool, and there seemed to be some blue and white fish in the pool.
The bamboo forest on the edge of the pool is surrounded by quiet steps, heading towards the small and exquisite bamboo house hidden by the waterfall on the other side.
There is more than one bamboo house, and there are wooden bridges outside the house, extending towards the pool. Some bamboo platforms are being repaired. I don’t know what they are used for.
The two of them waited until Xie Chunxue got closer and saw the fish in the pool. The blue ones were naturally fish, while the white ones were swords lying among the pebbles at the bottom of the pool.
Those swords have probably been left inside for a long time. Although there is still some cold light, many of them are covered with underwater moss. In a few years, those swords will turn into something like underwater moss and stone.
Xie Chunxue walked to the edge of the pool, looked around, and then swung the pole, and the two teenagers landed on two bamboo platforms respectively.
Lu Xiaoer and Nan Dao sat there, relatively speechless.
Then their respective swords fell from Xie Chunxue's hands to his side.
Nan Dao was silent for a while, put his sword beside him, looked at the woman in white walking along the stone steps by the pool towards the cliff, and said softly: "Senior, what are you doing?"
The sword intent that bound the two of them naturally could not come from an ordinary sword cultivator.
The person in front of you is most likely a Taoist cultivator in the human cliff master realm.
Xie Chunxue picked up her tricked-out lips, hummed a tune, carried the fishing rod and walked towards the cliff along the moss-covered steps.
"Of course it's fishing."
Lu Xiaoer said with some uncertainty: "Are we fish?"
Xie Chunxue looked at the young boy and said with a smile: "Am I a fish?"
The two teenagers fell silent.
Xie Chunxue walked towards the cliff. The cliff was not very high, about a hundred feet. Sitting on the bamboo platform below, he could vaguely see a bamboo house on the cliff. The road up the cliff led directly there. .
Lu Xiaoer raised his head and looked at the top of the cliff, which was not very high. There might be some mountains in the distance, and that's where the water flow should come from.
The rain hasn't stopped yet, and the sky is a little blurry, so I can't see where the woman in white is now.
Nan Dao stood up without thinking about leaving.
You may not be able to escape by running.
Might as well take a walk around first.
Holding the Peach Blossom Sword and the Parrot Island together in his hands, he walked along the small bridge over the pond and left the bamboo platform. Those bamboo houses were very exquisite and very clean. When he opened the door, there was nothing else inside. Something, I don’t know what it is used for.
Seeing this, Lu Xiaoer also followed.
The two of them walked around the cliff and pool in the forest, but didn't find anything special.
Perhaps the most special thing here is the swords in the pool.
The two of them stood by the pool and looked at the swords. There were not many swords, at least not as many as Cao Weiying's swords in the lake. There were probably only about a hundred swords.
No idea where these swords came from.
But maybe as a great swordsman, it is reasonable to own more swords.
Those swords did not have the kind of condensed sword intent that was immersed in the Sword Lake like Yingwu Island. They looked very ordinary, as if they were thrown in casually.
Even the fish in the pond were swimming around the swords casually, nibbling on the sphagnum moss on the two swords from time to time.
The two of them studied for a while and wanted to take out the sword to take a look, but they didn't dare to move, so they walked deeper into the pool.
After passing through the overhanging streams, Lu Xiaoer looked ahead with some surprise. The two of them thought that this was a closed cliff valley. If they wanted to get out, they could only go through the bamboo forest, but they didn't expect that behind it It is a small path close to the cliff, with water gurgling away, and the unclear sky in the rain can be vaguely seen here.
Lu Xiaoer looked at Nan Dao aside, and the young man under the black umbrella was also a little moved.
But at this moment, Xie Chunxue's voice fell from the cliff.
"If you want to leave, I won't stop you."
Nan Dao raised his head and looked towards the cliff. The figures of the women in white hanging above the stream were looming.
"Young man, you probably broke your promise."
The two people standing by the roadside at the foot of the cliff were not too surprised.
When things have reached this point, the two of them actually have some clarity in their hearts.
That woman in white named Xie Chunxue is indeed a sword cultivator of a certain generation from the Human Sword Sect.
Nan Dao did not set foot on the trail, but turned back all the way with Lu Xiaoer, and sat on the bamboo platform again with the light and drizzle overhead.
Xie Chunxue's figure had just appeared on the edge of the cliff, but now it was gone again.
"So the test for seniors is fishing?"
Although Xie Chunxue's figure did not appear, his voice did fall.
"Yes."
"How to fish?"
There was no response from Yashang for a long time, but after a while, the aroma of some grilled fish came down.
Then there were some vague sounds.
"I was fishing on the cliff, and the handsome boy went to the lake to fish. Whoever catches the fish first wins."
Nan Dao frowned and said, "If we win, can we leave?"
Xie Chunxue's figure appeared on the edge of the cliff, still carrying the fishing rod on his shoulder, and holding a grilled fish in his hand - it was grilled so fast, probably with a sword fire.
The sword she wore on her waist was also changed to a sword as white as jade.
A woman in white clothes named Xie Chunxue was wearing a bamboo hat and a snow-white sword hanging from her waist. She was standing on the edge of the cliff with a fishing rod. While eating grilled fish, she was humming the kind of cheerful song that a fisherman would sing after catching a fish.
It's quite a bit like a swordsman.
"Of course, this starts from tomorrow. Today you have already seen how to fish in the lake. One rod is enough to cast one rod. Next, I will let you get familiar with how to fish on the cliff."
Xie Chunxue ate alone and finished the seven-kilogram grilled fish, then sat down on the edge of the cliff, looked down at the two young boys in the pool under the cliff, and said with a smile: "You have to watch carefully, otherwise it will be late. , I won’t be able to hold on for long, and I’ll catch you, which would be very embarrassing.”
Nan Dao sat on the bamboo platform holding an umbrella with a solemn expression, holding the umbrella tightly with one hand and holding the two swords on his knees with the other.
There was a sound of breaking wind in the drizzle.
It's the sound of throwing a pole.
Nan Dao looked over the edge of the umbrella towards the cliff.
Xie Chunxue sat on the cliff and threw the stick into the clear pool.
The fishing line hung down in the drizzle, but soon a lot of cold light overflowed from the unbaited fishing line, and the snow-white sword hanging on the waist also hummed softly.
The drizzle in the world seemed to freeze for a moment, and then turned into a stream of light rain with the meaning of a sword.
Nan Dao looked at the flowing sword intent, looked at Lu Xiaoer who was standing aside, and said in a deep voice: "You go and hide aside first."
Lu Xiaoer also nodded. This sword rain fishing obviously had nothing to do with Lu Xiaoer. Any sword intention in it would not be something that only a young boy from the Mountain Viewing Realm could withstand.
So naturally he would not try to be brave. Before the rain of swords fell towards Qingtan, the young boy had already run away with his umbrella and sword in his arms. He ran to the eaves of the bamboo houses beside the pool and looked at the swords falling towards Qingtan with much surprise. of rain.
Those flying lights and drizzle should not be real fishing lines.
Nan Dao sat on the bamboo platform, frowning and looking at the rain of sword intent.
Is it a nest?
Perhaps it is indeed as Nan Dao guessed.
As the rain of sword intent fell into the clear pool, it also fell on the black umbrella in his hand and continued to disintegrate.
The green-backed fish swimming in the pond also turned into sword intent and began to float up - it turned out that there were actually no fish in the pond, those fish were just transformed by the sword intent of the sinking swords.
The fish is the sword in the pond.
People are like fish in the pond.
Those sword-intended fish and sword-intended rain quickly enveloped the entire clear pool under the cliff.
It's like a corner cut off from a big lake.
The two swords on Nan Dao's knees unsheathed themselves in the flow of sword intent, and traveled through the lake of sword intent.
When Nan Dao saw this scene, he was shocked. Yiaozhou Parade was still in the midst of the sword intentions of those in the human cliff master realm. However, fine lines began to appear on the body of the Peach Blossom Sword.
At this point, the young man also understood something. Sword intent surged out from the divine sea, and he regained control of the two swords. However, he had to leave the bamboo platform and swim around like a fish. In this lake formed by sword intent under the cliff.
At the same time, Lu Xiaoer's exclamation also came over.
"Uncle, be careful!"
Being able to make the usually relatively stable Lu Xiaoer lose control like this, Nan Dao naturally understood something.
The sound of breaking wind came again.
Nan Dao controlled the two swords in his hands with his sword intention and looked up at the cliff.
I saw the sword hanging on Xie Chunxue's waist, but it was suddenly unsheathed. The sword body was snow-white, and the trailing sword light was also as white as snow, like an infinitely stretched white jade string, falling towards this In the midst of a clear pool and sword lake.
This is real rod casting.
Like a snowy fish line falling down the lake of sword intention, it suddenly headed towards the South Island.
While Nan Dao controlled the Peach Blossom Sword in his hand, he stepped on the flow of sword intent to avoid the fishing line turned into a sword.
Even though he had the black umbrella in his hand to break through most of the sword intent, some of them still fell under the umbrella during the movement of the South Island. The sword intent came out from the divine sea of the South Island, while protecting the body. Zhou, while looking for the weak points of those swords.
However, one wave after another emerged, and the moss-marked swords that had been lying quietly on the pebbles in the pool suddenly broke through the water.
Fortunately, Parrot Island came from the Sword Lake. It is generally difficult for human swordsmen to hurt such a sword. Nandao let it bump around like a headless fly in the flow of swordsmanship. It was a mistake. By mistake, he blocked many attacks from swords and swords.
Lu Xiaoer watched from the side, but he also threw his sword into the flow of sword intent.
"Uncle Master, I still have my sword."
Naturally, the young boy could see that the sword of Senior Cao Weiying, who came from the Sword Lake like Yaozhou, was very tough and could become a good disruptor, so he threw his own sword into it. .
With the help of Xiwu Sword and Yiaozhou Island, it has indeed helped Nandao get a lot of swordsmanship.
But probably the reason why the Xiwu Sword is still under the control of the young man is that the fluctuations in sword intention have affected the young man under the eaves, and his delicate and beautiful face has become a bit pale with worry.
Nan Dao took a quick glance and took over the control of the sword just like that day in Tianqian Town.
Just controlling two such swords at the same time, it is obvious that even Nandao is somewhat powerless. What's more, in Nandao's divine sea at this time, the vitality of heaven and earth is also flowing backward to resist the sharp cutting power of those swords. potential.
So when Lu Xiaoer was planning to call Lu Xiaosan's oblivious bell, Nan Dao shook his head with a wry smile and stopped Lu Xiaoer's behavior.
Naturally, it is easier to summon a sword than to wield one.
Lu Xiaosan could easily summon hundreds of swords, but naturally the young boy could not control those swords.
Xie Chunxue was sitting on the cliff in the rain, looking at the two swords of the two men with some surprise, but they were unscathed despite the sword intention.
Which sword cultivator used this sword?
The sword intent of the two young men was naturally unable to temper such a sword.
However, although such behavior was a bit tricky, Xie Chunxue did not stop it.
After all, it is an unspeakable thing for a great sword cultivator to bully two such teenagers.
Who knows how long Xie Chunxue thought about it before he came up with such a way to keep an appointment.
At this time, this cliff in the rain does look like the shore of a large lake.
The sword that was once named Yangchun was indeed like the white snow in Yangchun, spreading its sword light into those lakes of sword intent.
The young man under the umbrella swam in it like a fish following the flow of sword intent, and it seemed that he was obviously tired of dealing with it.
Xie Chunxue felt quite comfortable sitting there.
I told you to laugh at the Fishing Man Air Force.
When you become fish, you will probably feel the oppression of the fishing guy.
A great swordsman who treats people like fish is naturally very oppressive.
But after all, it was just to let the young man experience the momentum of the fishing guy, so Xie Chunxue didn't really want to catch Nandao today.
But when he was about to put away his sword, he was stunned for a moment.
I saw that the sword in the young man's hand suddenly took on the color of fine snow, and the sword intent was a bit stronger, but it was still difficult to break free from the flow of sword intent.
However, such a scene also made Xie Chunxue's eyes look more appreciative.
After all, I heard that for just a young man who has been practicing for a year, it is already very difficult to be able to observe the rain state, but it is also very impressive for his sword intention to be able to do so.
Xie Chunxue raised her hand and closed the pole, and the sword intent all over the cliff dispersed. Nan Dao fell back onto the bamboo platform again, his face was pale, he sat down cross-legged and began to calm down.
But as we all know, fishing guys are never in the air force.
Therefore, although Xie Chunxue took away the pole, he also took the South Island Parrot Island up.
"Your sword is pretty good, let me have a look at it."
Xie Chunxue put the Yangchun Sword back into its sheath, then held the Parrot Island and stood up on the edge of the cliff, probably heading towards his small bamboo house.
Lu Xiaoer's Xiwu Sword did stay and landed on the bamboo platform. Lu Xiaoer ran over, looked at Nan Dao and said in a deep voice: "Uncle, are you okay?"
Nan Dao let out a long breath. With the help of Peach Blossom, the vitality and sword intention in the Divine Sea slowly calmed down and fell into the Dao Sea again.
Then the young man under the umbrella shook his head and said softly: "It's okay."
His body was covered with sword wounds. If he were a human being, it would be impossible for him to be fine.
It's just that the South Island is sometimes covered in rain and snow, and there are often sword marks and wounds on the body, so naturally he doesn't pay attention to it.
Xie Chunxue was naturally embarrassed to have embarrassed the Dao Dao Sword Cultivator because of the Sword Sect Hulu incident, and to do such a cruel thing to a young man who had attained the Dao Realm.
Even when Zhong swept the snow back then, he just swept the snow between Qin Chulai's brows.
It is naturally true that the sword cultivator does not strike lightly or harshly.
It's just that such a thing is neither done lightly nor seriously. It will break some rules in the practice world.
After all, they are not a heavenly prison, nor are they brothers and sisters who are respectful and kind to the mountains and rivers.
At this point, the two of them naturally didn't think that the woman who was leisurely going fishing at the lake in the drizzle of the leaves in the forest was a swordsman in her twenties.
When the sword passed by Nan Dao earlier, Nan Dao also saw some swords with vague names on them.
That kind of mark is obviously very old.
And that woman is so young.
Even compared to Bai Yuyao, he is much younger.
Such people are either demon cultivators or demon-transforming cultivators.
I just don’t know what kind of woman this woman named Xie Chunxue is.
The two sat on the bamboo platform in silence for a while.
So in fact, not only Nandao, but Lu Xiaoer is also extremely critical whether he can leave here.
Nan Dao is a man who fulfills God's will. If he goes fishing, he will naturally be able to catch it soon, but this can only be done by Lu Xiaoer.
And fishing by the lake may not be easy either.
The mysterious Taoist was also fishing on the other side of the lake.
Lu Xiaoer looked up to the sky and sighed and said, "If I had known that when we were in the mountains, I would have gone fishing with my junior brother more often."
Nan Dao looked at the young boy beside him and said, "It doesn't matter. I will try to buy as much time as possible when the time comes."
Lu Xiaoer still didn't become optimistic and sat there with a solemn expression.
He was probably recalling the scene of Lu Xiaosan fishing.
