The South Island also has its share of problems.
This is the reason for his silence today.
The peach blossom in the divine sea is sitting upright.
Nan Dao's figure was outside the wind and snow, quietly looking at the peach blossoms.
"I know what you want to ask."
Peach Blossom's voice sounded calmly in the wind and snow.
"But everything in the past is as before. That is my story, not yours."
It's probably like what Taohua and Xie Chunxue said.
The peach blossom is the South Island, but the South Island is not the peach blossom.
Nan Dao can't even remember when his father, the best blacksmith in the East China Sea, forged iron, let alone more things.
Nan Dao stood there quietly, looking at Tao Hua for a long time, and then said slowly: "But have you made any enemies in the world?"
Taohua said calmly: "No, when people walk in the world, they rarely make true enemies. The reason why these stories happen to you is because the world is heading towards turmoil now."
Taohua said, probably sighing a little, because Nandao might have heard a sigh, but there were no facial features on Taohua's face.
So Nan Dao didn't know whether that fleeting sigh came from him or Peach Blossom.
"The world was not like this before. It was like it was before All Souls' Day. Everything was the same."
The Witch Ghost Dao stayed quietly in Huangliang, and the demon tribe stayed quietly in the human world. What really made a little noise was just some minor disturbances caused by the Heavenly Prison from time to time, or some people from the He Sect appearing in the human world.
Nandao also recalled last March.
Yes, everything is as Taohua said.
So when did the change begin?
The prime minister suddenly left Xuanxuyuan?
Or earlier, after I met the Taoist named Li Shi?
Nan Dao still doesn't understand the meaning of that table of mahjong that Nan Yicheng himself was forced to play.
It's a pity that Nan Dao didn't see the story that happened between Zhang Xiaoyu and Li Shi in the alley after he left, and the scene where the two turned away from each other after pointing.
Otherwise he would probably know better.
Nan Dao was silent for a long time and then said softly: "It is indeed true."
The two faced each other and didn't speak for a long time.
Taohua said softly: "It seems you have one last question."
Nan Dao said calmly: "Of course."
That is the story of Xie Chunxue and his father.
There was a hint of weirdness in Taohua's voice as she said, "But you think too much. You said it was a matter of kindness, so naturally it won't be your mother."
Nan Dao was not embarrassed at all, he just stood there quietly.
Taohua continued: "Her sword was broken once. If you want to repair such a sword to its original state, probably only the best blacksmith in the world in the East China Sea can do it."
Nan Dao frowned: "Why?"
Although the meaning of such a why is actually unclear, it has many meanings.
But Taohua naturally understood what Nandao was asking about.
"She has been to the very depths of the Youhuang Mountains. She stood at the dividing point between the forward and backward flow of the Styx River, and she used her sword against the Styx River."
So there was no doubt that her Snow White Sword was broken there.
Taohua said calmly: "Probably the difference between real upper-level practitioners and the world is that when their lover goes away, the world will think of dying for love, while they will think of pulling him back from the River Styx."
But that is the River Styx, not some gate in the world.
Even Emperor Huai, who single-handedly suppressed the human world back then, could barely break through, let alone Xie Chunxue.
Matters of life and death are still absolute among the people under the gods and ghosts of Da Si Ming.
Even if you are Cong Ren, even if you are Qiu Shui.
Nan Dao said softly: "It sounds like it should be a very touching story."
Taohua said calmly: "Of course, but that is her story, and it has nothing to do with you. What's more, people like her probably don't need the world to be moved to encourage themselves."
Nan Dao said nothing more and looked at the energy vortexes and streams from a distance for a long time. Everything in the Divine Sea was recovering rapidly.
If it persists, it will not be used diligently.
This is probably the benefit of having great roots in heaven and earth.
When Nan Dao opened his eyes, he found that Lu Xiaoer had finished eating the grilled fish and came down. He was sitting aside, holding his chin in thought.
"Although I didn't catch any fish today, I saw the Taoist from yesterday again today." Seeing Nan Dao open his eyes, Lu Xiaoer said sincerely, "He told me how to go fishing. I will try it tomorrow." If you give it a try, you might be able to catch it.”
Nan Dao nodded and found that the clothes on Lu Xiaoer's body were a little wet. Although some of them had been grilled when eating grilled fish on it, it still felt damp.
Nan Dao then pulled out Yiaozhou, and hung it between the two of them. The sword was ignited with sword fire, and under the eaves of Ye Yu, it turned into a ball of flame, exuding a lot of warmth.
Lu Xiaoer naturally knew what this meant. He looked at Nan Dao and smiled, saying, "Thank you, uncle."
Although the young boy can also ignite the sword fire himself, his sword fire is naturally weak and cannot be like that of Nandao.
Lu Xiaoer heated up the fire for a while, and his clothes were almost dry. He was probably a little sleepy, so he yawned, picked up his sword, and walked towards the hut next to him.
"I'm going back to rest first, uncle."
"okay."
...
Although Lu Xiaoer received the skills taught by the Taoist, he fished at the lake the next day and still did not catch any fish.
After one stroke, no fish was thrown, so the young boy had no choice but to continue sitting by the lake like yesterday.
But he suddenly remembered what the Taoist said yesterday about fishing with sword intent. Lu Xiaoer couldn't help but become curious, how to use sword intent to fish?
After waiting for a long time today, I saw Ye Zhuliu coming by boat in the afternoon.
The spring rain continued unabated, and Ye Zhuliu came empty-handed in the rain.
Lu Xiaoer was about to ask why he didn't catch any fish today, but suddenly he remembered Xie Chunxue's words.
You can't say I'm empty-handed.
So I was very sensible and didn't ask.
However, Ye Zhuliu was sincere. Seeing the hesitant look on the young boy's face, he sat down at the bow of the boat and said with a smile: "It's common for fishermen to have empty poles."
At this point, Lu Xiaoer said softly: "I thought I was the only one who would never be able to catch fish."
His two junior uncles had never caught any fish.
However, Lu Xiaoer could also see that when he was in the mountains, Nan Dao didn't want to catch fish, so as not to be annoyed all day long.
As for Le Chaotian, he probably really couldn't catch fish, and he didn't know why.
Ye Zhuliu said calmly: "Unless you have never fished before, as long as you are willing to fish, you will catch fish even with an empty hook."
Lu Xiaoer thought for a moment and said, "Is this the luck that senior mentioned yesterday?"
Ye Zhuliu nodded and said, "Yes."
Lu Xiaoer felt a little sad and sat on the horse, with the gurgling rain outside the umbrella. However, he thought of a question. He looked at Ye Zhuliu sincerely and asked, "Senior, can you tell me when I can catch fish?" ?"
Ye Zhuliu smiled slightly and said, "This is not a good question."
Lu Xiaoer asked in confusion: "Why?"
Ye Zhuliu chuckled softly: "Because if something is said out loud, someone will probably become angry and their fate will not go in the direction they said."
An idea flashed in Lu Xiaoer's mind.
"Senior, what you mean is that Senior Xie is letting off steam?"
Ye Zhuliu looks at his nose and his heart with his eyes.
"I didn't say that. You'd better catch your fish in peace. What's more, being able to be fished by such a great swordsman is naturally a good thing."
Lu Xiaoer thought about it again, and it seemed that it was indeed the case.
After all, in addition to slowly cultivating the Sword Intent realm, the best way is to temper the Sword Intent in the above realm.
This is also the reason why the sword intent of Mojianya is always higher than that of the world.
The young boy looked at Ye Zhuliu sincerely and said, "What about me?"
Ye Zhuliu smiled and said, "You can do it too."
"Fishing with sword intent?"
Ye Zhuliu nodded.
Lu Xiaoer released his sword intent, looked at Ye Zhuliu and asked, "How to fish?"
Ye Zhuliu pointed at his fishing rod.
Lu Xiaoer clearly attached those sword intentions.
"Tangle on the fishing line, and then feel the water flow and fish in the lake."
Lu Xiaoer did as he was told.
The sword is an extension of the hand, and the sword intention is an extension of the sword.
Lu Xiaoer closed his eyes and felt as if he had entered another world.
It was completely silent, even the sound of rain began to fade away, the light was misty and light, and the sound spread out in ripples.
Then something like a fish appeared in the field of vision. Lu Xiaoer subconsciously wanted to pounce on it, so he saw his own hand. It was very clumsy and short, like a teenager with a baby's hand.
Although it can be described as cute, it can also be described as stupid.
The short hand did not catch the fish.
Because the moment Lu Xiaoer stretched out his hand, the fish-like silhouette suddenly turned into a sword.
The sword is fierce.
Lu Xiaoer hurriedly broke out of this state.
The sword spirit shrunk back into the divine sea.
But he was also able to realize some things.
The red center can be a sword.
Fishing can also be a sword-sharpening exercise.
Although his sword intention is weak, his body is more solid. It will probably start to differentiate after being nourished by the vitality of heaven and earth.
Lu Xiaoer sat there and rested for a while, then looked at the Taoist at the head of the boat.
"Is that a fish?"
Ye Zhuliu nodded and said: "Of course it's a fish, but she made a nest with her sword intent and raised a lake of sword intent fish."
Lu Xiaoer exclaimed: "Awesome! But senior, how do you know you can raise a sword like this? Have you also cultivated sword intention?"
Ye Zhuliu chuckled softly: "Of course not, it's just that things in the world are all connected at the micro level. Without similarities, they would not exist. This is the principle of the interconnection of all things."
Lu Xiaoer took a deep breath and said, "The legendary missing particle?"
"Yes."
Although Queyimen is separated from Qingtian Taoism, this Taoist temple inherited from "The Collection of Supplementary Records of the Human World" is somewhat unique and alternative.
Although many things in the world can be explained by the missing particle, it is probably rare in the world that people like them are so dedicated to studying the nature of the missing particle.
Lu Xiaoer naturally didn't understand such things, so he didn't ask further.
After resting for a while, he continued to catch fish using the method Ye Zhuliu said.
Ye Zhuliu didn't leave, he just sat on the head of the drizzle boat and quietly looked at the young boy on the shore.
After a long time, Lu Xiaoer finally rested exhausted, only to realize that this Taoist who was missing a certain skill had never left.
"Didn't Senior catch any fish? Why are you still here?"
Such words were like Xie Chunxue's servant questioning a visitor.
Ye Zhuliu wasn't angry at all, he just chuckled and said, "You can't cross the lake only if you catch a fish."
Lu Xiaoer thought about it again, and it seemed that this was indeed the case.
It is indeed a very stupid thing to regard something you see by chance as a rule.
Ye Zhuliu continued: "If you have a sweetheart in the future, and she gets angry with you and says, if you don't have anything, just don't come to see me, will you really not go?"
Lu Xiaoer was speechless.
Ye Zhuliu sat on the bow of the boat and said with a smile: "There are all kinds of freedoms in the north and south of the world, not to mention that this is a big lake. Even if someone tells you that this is not possible, you must remember that you have ears, not for use." Come for advice."
Lu Xiaoer asked curiously: "What are you listening to?"
"Listen to the summer rain and winter snow, the pine waves and the chirping of cicadas."
Therefore, the eyes are probably also used to see spring flowers, autumn moon, and morning and evening sunsets.
"Of course, if you want to be liked by the world, you can still listen to it."
Ye Zhuliu added.
After all, he is Ye Zhuliu, the one who needs a way out of the rain.
As the two of them talked, it was getting late, so the day passed by in a hurry.
Ye Zhuliu, who was missing a Taoist, stood up at the head of the boat and said goodbye to the young boy.
"See you tomorrow."
Lu Xiaoer nodded, but asked again.
"Will you catch a fish tomorrow?"
Ye Zhuliu didn't answer, just smiled and left by boat, going to the far other side of the lake.
The young boy then put away his pole and looked at the fishhook which was still empty.
I felt a little upset in my heart.
It seems that Xie Chunxue is right.
...
Lu Xiaoer returned to the clear pool under the cliff, walked around the stone steps, and sat down next to Nan Dao, who had already rested.
The young boy hesitated.
Because he didn't know whether he should tell Nan Dao some of the things he heard from Taoist Ye Zhuliu.
For example, I guessed that Xie Chunxue might be letting off steam.
But he knew that the people on the cliff could certainly hear them.
I was also worried that if I spoke out, it would turn out to be what Ye Zhuliu said.
After all, they always laugh at others for their empty poles.
It might really make people angry.
It's just that Lu Xiaoer didn't say it, but Nan Dao said it himself.
The young man with some harmless sword marks on his body sat under the umbrella, looked at the sword in his lap, and said softly: "Today feels the same as yesterday."
Lu Xiaoer asked in confusion: "What is the same?"
Nan Dao looked at the pond, and saw that the sword fish had returned to the pond and were swimming leisurely.
"My sword intention is already stronger than yesterday."
Nan Dao said slowly: "But it's still the same as yesterday."
The young man tilted his head under the umbrella and thought, probably thinking about that feeling.
“It just feels like I could be caught at any time, but it’s always a bit worse.”
Lu Xiaoer understood.
Was about to say something.
The two heard a cough.
It was Xie Chunxue who walked down from the cliff and looked around Lu Xiaoer up and down.
"Where's the fish?"
Lu Xiaoer kept his words, turned to look at Xie Chunxue and said, "He didn't catch any fish today either."
Xie Chunxue said with some regret: "It seems that there is no fish to eat today."
Lu Xiaoer wanted to say that he could eat the fish in the pond, but then he remembered that those fish were not real fish.
Nan Dao stood up at this time and said calmly: "I'll go fishing."
Xie Chunxue nodded solemnly.
"Can."
Lu Xiaoer thought for a while, stood up, and picked up the fishing rod.
"I'll go with my uncle."
The little boy was naturally curious as to whether fish could be caught in that weird lake in Nandao.
The two walked through the bamboo forest together.
Reappeared by the big lake.
Nan Dao stopped there holding an umbrella. The injuries he suffered today are still not healed, so he looks a little unsteady, and his sword intent sometimes lingers in the drizzle around him.
Lu Xiaoer went to the side to dig up earthworms.
When I came back, I saw Nan Dao still standing by the lake, looking at the drizzle in the distance.
There are probably people nearby.
After all, there is some farmland there.
But maybe it's farther up the mountain.
Lu Xiaoer was holding the bait on the side and said softly: "Uncle Master, do you want to leave?"
Nan Dao turned around. The sixteen-year-old boy was probably feeling a little emotional because of his conversation with Tao Hua. He just said slowly: "I'm curious about what the world will be like in the future."
Lu Xiaoer naturally didn't know either, but he could understand that the world today was slowly going into chaos.
It's just that most of the joys and sorrows of life are beyond the reach of the horizon.
Nan Dao didn't look any further and took the fishing rod from Lu Xiaoshu.
He didn't sit down on the pony, but calmly threw his shot into the lake.
The ripples spread slowly.
Lu Xiaoer looked on nervously.
He didn't know if his uncle could catch fish.
But Nan Dao didn't feel any nervousness, and he didn't look into the lake. He just looked at the young boy on the side and said with a soft smile: "Don't worry, it's something similar to going to the card table."
Nan Dao didn't finish his words.
Lu Xiaoer also opened his eyes wide.
Because the bamboo pole was bent visibly to the naked eye.
"I never lose to anyone."
Nan Dao said calmly.
Then I tried to lift it, but there was a huge force coming from the pole.
Nan Dao was silent for a while, and then all the sword intentions that were wandering around him fell into the lake.
In an instant, a big fish weighing more than ten kilograms was lifted up and landed in the bamboo forest behind him, jumping around randomly.
It is only God's will that the fish take the bait.
If the fish with sword intention cannot be lifted up, it is unsatisfactory.
Nan Dao stood there calmly.
But I also understood a lot of things.
Fulfilling God's will is God's business.
If it's not satisfactory, it's your own fault.
Naturally, Lu Xiaoer didn't know what Nan Dao was thinking. The young boy ran over nervously, threw the jumping fish on the grass, and then turned back to look at Nan Dao, puzzled.
"Uncle Master, how did you catch it?"
Nan Dao looked at the bamboo pole in his hand calmly and said, "This is how we fish."
