When Lu Xiaoer went to the big lake again the next day, he didn't bring any fishing rod with him.
Xie Chunxue said how to fish.
Ye Zhuliu also said how to fish.
He also saw how fishing is done in the South Island.
But after Lu Xiaoer tried it himself, he knew how to fish.
Not everyone can adapt to the same approach.
Lu Xiaoer stood by the lake holding his sword for a long time, even though this was how he caught the fish yesterday.
But no matter what, that kind of approach actually caused a lot of pressure in the young boy's heart.
There's probably some shame in it too.
After all, being bullied by a group of fish would be a shameful thing that would be laughed at anywhere in the world.
Lu Xiaoer looked down at the big lake in the dim light of the morning. The big lake in the morning was different from the big lake in the evening. The latter was full of brilliant floating light.
The former is dark and green.
Like a piece of jasper hidden in the mist.
Lu Xiaoer stood at the edge of the bamboo forest and stared for a long time, then took a deep breath, held his sword, and jumped in with a plop.
...
Maybe the pot yesterday was too delicious, too fresh and fragrant.
So much so that Xie Chunxue was eating the second pot in his dreams.
So today Nan Dao sat on the bamboo platform for a long time and didn't wait until the woman appeared on the edge of the cliff with a sword.
Nan Dao didn't say anything.
After all, as a fish caught by Xie Chunxue while sitting on a cliff, he has made extraordinary progress despite being tempered by his sword intent.
But in the final analysis, this is fulfilling the human appointment with the Human Sword Sect.
No fish will jump out of the water and shout - Where is the fisherman? Where is the fisherman?
Of course, if it's a fisherman who's very generous with his nest, and the fish are fine, that's what will happen.
So Xie Chunxue didn't come, so Nan Dao sat on the bamboo platform and practiced by himself.
Naturally, he has already entered the snow realm.
This was almost done when I left Lingnan.
Everything just fell into place.
The vitality of heaven and earth opened up many new streams of vitality in the body, and together they converged towards the prototype of the Dao Sea.
The white flowers on the Dao tree located in the center of the Dao Sea have withered and not much is left.
Each Dao Fruit is taking shape. After entering the small path, it will continue to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth and grow vigorously until it enters the upper realm, and then begins to shake down, sending the refined vitality of heaven and earth into the Dao Sea.
As for his sword intention, this is probably the most satisfying thing about being trapped in the clear pool of this bamboo forest.
He was tempered by the sword intention of such a high-level sword cultivator.
Nature has benefited a lot.
Without taking advantage of the wind and snow, the sword will go ten miles away with the sword.
This is what Lu Xiaoer should have discovered yesterday, but he was attracted by the smell of fish, so he ignored it.
The leaning bridge realm.
This is a state that is neither high nor low.
Although in March last year, Zhang Xiaoyu and Nan Dao said that they were in the Xieqiao realm.
But anyone can see it.
A sword cultivator who is in the seventh realm of the small path and the realm of Sword Intent and Leaning Bridge can be ranked among the three swordsmen of the younger generation.
It's obviously unreasonable.
So Zhang Xiaoyu later rationalized it for him.
He was tempered with a pool of sword intent and went straight into Qinglian, and then was forced by Young Master Wubei to end his training early.
The sky is filled with red when he is summoned, and his arms are vast.
In one day, I entered the realm of the Great Cliff Lord.
When Nan Dao thought about this, he thought of Zhang Xiaoyu again.
So how is my senior brother doing?
Of course Nandao doesn’t know.
Zhang Xiaoyu is already a street rat in the human world.
It's just that this mouse is extraordinarily big, and everyone wants to beat it, but probably few of them can win.
Just like Chen Qingshan.
While Nan Dao was still thinking about it, the white cloth finally appeared on the edge of the cliff.
Nan Dao came to his senses, stood up with an umbrella, and bowed respectfully to the bamboo platform.
This is a ritual that South Island started to perform on the third day of being trapped here.
However, Xie Chunxue today did not look at the Nandao under the cliff with a smile, and then said - I am going to throw the pole, young man.
Just standing on the edge of the cliff, looking down the cliff calmly and casually.
Nan Dao still didn't understand what this look meant.
Mantan's sword intent suddenly arose.
The Yangchun sword on Xie Chunxue's waist turned into a bright white light and fell from the cliff into the pool.
Faced with such a change, although Nan Dao felt a little surprised, he didn't say much.
What the senior wants to do naturally depends on the senior’s mood.
If I'm in a good mood, I can greet you and eat fish.
If you're in a bad mood, it's understandable to hit you in the head with a sword.
The young boy's Xiwu Sword has not been borrowed by Nandao for some days, and at this time, it is still letting Yiaozhou Island take its own course. Then he pulled out the Peach Blossom Sword, and when the light of the sword appeared under the Qingtan in Yingying Island, he held his umbrella and went up to greet it.
Nan Dao actually always felt that Xie Chunxue said something wrong.
This is not fishing.
But fishing for jellyfish.
After all, if Lu Xiaoer fell into these sword intentions, he would truly be like a fish.
Nan Dao, who always holds this black umbrella, is naturally a jellyfish.
But whether it is a fish or a jellyfish is naturally unimportant.
The important thing is, in this new day, facing Xie Chunxue who has a particularly fierce sword intent, how can Nandao hold on.
Either Lu Xiaoer comes back in a miserable state with a fish on his butt, or one day as dusk approaches, everything ceases.
The green-black Peach Blossom Sword is obviously much tougher than before.
Drawing a sword under the pressure of enough sword intent is naturally different from piercing flowers in Jingsi Lake or piercing leaves in a canyon.
This sword has been sharpened to look like some of the world's famous swords.
As straight as a green mountain, as light as rain on the eaves.
Even though he knew that today's sword was very different from the past, Nan Dao still did not retreat, holding the sword and facing it with a serious expression.
Nan Dao accurately captured the trajectory of the white jade sword, and then the sword echoed across the pond.
The swords sunk at the bottom of the pool also dragged out the sword light.
And under that sword, Nan Dao's expression instantly turned pale, and the energy of heaven and earth surged out from the divine sea together with the sword intention, and flowed on the Peach Blossom Sword. Only then was he able to stabilize the sword in his hand.
The whole person also fell downwards, and once again met the sword light coming from the bottom of the pool.
Fortunately, these sword lights did not have the momentum of the Yangchun Sword. Nan Dao slashed horizontally with his sword in a circle, shaking away the sword lights. He fell back to the bamboo platform again, but before he could take a breath, he stood indifferently on the cliff. The sword spirit around Xie Chunxue once again attached itself to the white jade sword.
One more sword strike.
Although Nan Dao didn't know why Xie Chunxue, who was drinking peach blossom wine and eating that pot of fish yesterday, seemed to be a different person today.
But the current sword power naturally did not allow him to think too much.
There is gradually a fine snow filling the eyes.
Some fine frost and snow began to adhere to the blue-black peach blossom sword.
A sword brings snow.
This is Nandao's own sword.
Fine Snow Sword.
The entire clear pond was filled with a lot of snow color. Even Xie Chunxue, who was standing on the cliff, felt a little moved when he looked at the snow flakes in the sword intent flow.
However, moving appearance is still moving appearance.
The Brilliant Yangchun Sword that wandered under the cliff still struck down without mercy.
The two swords intersected again, and this time Nan Dao was not knocked directly into the clear pool.
Instead, he held the Yangchun Sword horizontally with the sword in his hand and moved it upward an inch.
But soon, such a sword ushered in a more powerful sword intent.
The flow of sword intent between the clear pools under the cliff began to circulate like real water.
This forced Nan Dao to distract himself and use his sword intent to protect his surroundings.
Only the strength of the sword in his hand began to weaken.
The whole person was slashed back to the bamboo platform of Qingtan with a sword again.
Yangchun Sword did not stop at all, but followed closely.
Nandao had to sink the umbrella in a hurry.
However, such a sonorous sound of the intersection of umbrellas and swords did not appear.
The entire pool of sword intent was slowly dispersing.
Nan Dao sat on the bamboo platform with a pale face, tilted his umbrella slightly, and looked up at Xie Chunxue on the cliff.
The woman dressed in white standing in the morning breeze held the Yangchun Sword in her hand, her expression softened, and she was no longer as ruthless as before.
"The sword just now is the sword of the lower realm."
Under the seven realms of the small path, naturally there are swords from the lower realms.
It's just that I need to emphasize the sword of the lower realm.
It is probably the sword of the sixth realm.
Nan Dao sat there calming the sea of gods, and probably understood what Xie Chunxue meant.
Although being able to take the sword of the lower realm, it naturally does not mean that you can really defeat the people of the lower realm.
After all, not everyone has only one sword.
But it also means that South Island at least has the power to fight.
Regarding victory or defeat in the human world, realm is naturally only a reference.
For sword cultivators, even a slight gust of wind may become an important factor.
Because the swordsman not only needs to be fast and far, but also needs to be accurate.
Nan Dao looked down at the Peach Blossom Sword in his lap and said softly: "Thank you, senior."
Naturally, I need to thank my seniors.
Not long ago, Nan Dao, who had just started to go down the mountain, had a battle with Chu Yao, a girl from Tianqian Town who was in the first stage of the trail. In the end, she was able to win with the help of Xiao Er's sword by chance.
Of course, the latter may have become his nephew in Nandao.
Lu Xiaoxiao and Wu Dalong will most likely regard Chu Yao who went up the mountain as a treasure.
Xie Chunxue sat down on the cliff, rubbed the Yangchun Sword in his hand, and said softly: "You don't need to thank me, you have to thank yourself for taking over the human contract in Nanyi City."
Nan Dao lowered his head and put the Peach Blossom Sword into its scabbard. Without the pull of the sword's will, the Parrot Island slowly returned and fell aside.
"Actually, I thought I was going to die."
Nan Dao said in a deep voice.
Xie Chunxue smiled and said: "The world wants to lose face. Even if you really hit the human sword sect in the face, we will not really use any monstrous anger. Although the young junior brother named Hu Lu is younger than you , but he should have been practicing for longer than you. Since he is not as good as you, then naturally we have nothing to say."
Nan Dao was silent for a long time, then took a deep breath and finally said something that was suppressed in his heart.
"What if his mistakes were to pay for some of my mistakes?"
Xie Chunxue said calmly: "In a place like the Human Sword Sect, there are always a lot of stupid things."
As long as the world is stable, no matter what is right or wrong.
Naturally, too many things will be buried.
Nan Dao said nothing more.
Xie Chunxue sat on the cliff, looked up at the sky, and said softly: "But I hope you can hold on to your umbrella."
Nan Dao said softly: "Of course I understand."
Xie Chunxue smiled and said: "There is more to this sentence than what you understand. Holding the umbrella in your hand is not only for the sake of all the people in the world. It is also to protect yourself."
The woman sitting on the cliff holding a sword lowered her head and looked towards Nandao.
"Do you know why I sheathed my sword just now?"
Nan Dao was silent for a while and said, "Because this umbrella is too hard."
Xie Chunxue looked at the umbrella in Nan Dao's hand quietly and said slowly: "Yes, my Yangchun Sword was broken once. Even after it was recast, it was not as tough as before. After all, I was very The less you draw your sword, the less you sharpen it. The hardness of this umbrella is just the surface you see."
"What is the deep layer?"
Xie Chunxue stroked the blade of his Yangchun Sword and said softly: "It is very sharp, much sharper than you think. This is a rare and good sword in the world."
Nan Dao sat there thoughtfully.
In March last year, Qiu Xi'er said that this was a good sword.
"If you can really hold this umbrella tightly, even my Yangchun Sword will be cut off by it."
Nan Dao frowned and said, "Why is this so?"
Xie Chunxue raised his head and looked towards the south of the world.
"Maybe it's the reason why the best blacksmith in the world in the East China Sea once stole a lot of sword intent from Mojian Cliff."
Nan Dao suddenly remembered something, looked up at his black umbrella, and then stretched out his hand to touch the umbrella.
Several sword intentions fell into the palm of his hand.
That was the sword intention from Qiu Xi'er.
At first, he always thought that it was himself that caused those swords to be as soft as silk.
So it’s actually because this umbrella has a lot of Mo Jian Ya’s sword intention?
Xie Chunxue raised her eyebrows. Looking at the sword intentions in Nan Dao's hand, she could naturally see that those sword intentions were extremely powerful, and even she might not be able to catch them.
This kind of sword intent can only be found in Mojianya.
And today Mojian Cliff.
It seems that there is only one Qiu Xi'er?
Xie Chunxue felt as if she had discovered some great secret.
I feel a little itchy in my heart.
It's like a fisherman watching more than a dozen big fish circling around his bait but not taking the bait.
However, Nan Dao didn't say anything, just thinking there.
Xie Chunxue coughed twice and looked longingly at the young man under the umbrella on the clear pond.
"Where did you get your sword intention? Why is it so strong?"
This is also true.
It's just that the drunkard's intention is not to drink.
Nan Dao raised his head and looked at Xie Chunxue suspiciously.
"Senior's realm is so high, can't you tell?"
"My eyesight isn't very good."
"Eating fish can improve your vision."
"Then guess why I want to eat fish?"
"..."
Nan Dao was speechless.
But the sixteen-year-old boy really thought that Xie Chunxue was interested in these sword intentions, so he sent a sword intention up the cliff.
"You can give one to seniors to watch and learn from."
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Xie Chunxue was also speechless.
Seeing the sword intent that fell on his Yangchun sword and instantly became sharper, Xie Chunxue's expression could not help but become a little more solemn.
Even if everyone in the world knows that the woman who climbed the cliff after Qiu Shui left, she is only a nine-tiered wave in the sea.
But everyone knows it.
The people in Mojianya are not human beings.
Naturally, their realms are not the same.
Although Xie Chunxue is also in the Cliff Master realm, she is in the Human Cliff Master realm, not the Sword Cliff Master realm.
Strictly speaking, Xie Chunxue can probably only be regarded as being in the Qinglian realm of Jianya. Since he has never climbed the cliff, he naturally doesn't know what he is like.
In the human world today, Qiu Xi'er and Cong Ren may be the only three swordsmen in the Jian Ya Ya master realm.
Therefore, facing this kind of sword intent, Xie Chunxue temporarily forgot what he was going to do.
A sword intent surged out, and he carefully guided the sword intent away from the Yangchun Sword and landed on the sword he used to chop weeds when he went fishing. Although it was only for a moment, many things appeared on the sword. There were cracks, but at least it was a sword that Xie Chunxue had cultivated for a long time. It didn't really break into pieces, so it could withstand the sword intent.
Only by not forgetting your original intention can you achieve success.
After moving the sword intent away, Xie Chunxue looked at the South Island under the cliff again, pondered for a moment, and then simply went straight in.
"This is Mojianya Qiu Xi'er's sword intention!"
Xie Chunxue pretended to be surprised and then asked logically.
"How did you get it?"
Naturally, Nan Dao would not talk about the embarrassing things he did when he was fifteen.
Even if it has only been a day, when people in the world face some things in the past, they will talk about it without shame.
Nan Dao was the same way. He turned his head calmly, looked at his reflection in the clear pool, and said very calmly and calmly: "Because she was my swordsman at Xuanxuyuan in Nanyi City."
Xie Chunxue probably felt that the map of Yan State was too long, so she rolled away on the ground and took out the dagger inside.
"Just sir?"
Nan Dao was probably choked by the vitality of heaven and earth. He kept coughing. It took him a long time to calm down, and then he said calmly: "Isn't the senior more than my senior?"
"..."
Xie Chunxue was speechless.
She, Xie Chunxue, and Qiu Xier are naturally not the same kind of people.
Although they are all dressed in white, she is a happy fisherman who hums a tune and carries a fishing rod to go fishing.
And people like Qiu Xi'er, who are like Mo Jian Ya, obviously have an indifferent attitude towards the world.
Therefore, the more Nandao considers him, the more Xie Chunxue naturally thinks it is okay.
Since the daggers and tricks are useless, then just use the bow directly.
Nan Dao already felt that this matter had been perfunctory.
Then he heard Xie Chunxue sneer, and looked up, only to see the woman sitting on the cliff falling on the Yangchun Sword.
Then the sword intent between heaven and earth rose again.
This time, Nan Dao had no power to fight back against the sword intent, just like when she and Lu Xiaoer took shelter from the rain in the thatched shed in the blink of an eye, she swung the pole and caught him like a fish.
The South Island flipped up and down instantly.
Everything on his body was falling down.
Mainly, some money given by Le Chaotian fell on the bamboo platform and rolled, and then a letter fell out.
Nan Dao, who was on his head and feet, instantly realized that something was wrong and was about to reach out to pick up the letter, but Xie Chunxue, who had bad eyesight, was obviously making up nonsense.
The letter was instantly carried to the cliff by the sword.
"Ah, it's your husband's personal letter!"
Xie Chunxue sat on the cliff with a smile.
"..."
