A clear stream in the world.
"Uncle Master."
"Um?"
"I want to fly, I want to fly!"
The young boy Lu Xiaosan, who had never seen the mountain yet, screamed exhaustedly by the stream.
The journey to see the sea is naturally a long one.
Even though Le Chaotian had used Daofeng to support Lu Xiaosan from time to time, lightening his burden so that he could walk happily on the road like a lively little dog.
But Lu Xiaosan still feels very tired.
After all, he is just a young boy from the world.
Not to mention carrying a sword.
Le Chaotian turned to look at Lu Xiaosan, who had sat down on the rocks by the stream with his sword in his arms, and then looked at Pinecone, who had been following him quietly, and said with a smile: "Can't you imitate other people's Pinecone? "
The little demon girl Pinecone was naturally out of breath.
Lu Xiaosan said very calmly: "She is a demon and has demon powers, but I don't have demon powers."
"You have energy."
Lu Xiaosan jumped up and gestured with his thumb and index finger.
"Uncle Master, this little bit is not even enough to fill the gap between your teeth!"
Lu Xiaosan said and sat back on the stone as if he was cheating.
"I don't care, I want to fly!"
Le Chaotian looked at the pine cone on the side, smiled and said, "Then go and let him fly."
Pinecone, who was still out of breath, suddenly became energetic and said in high spirits: "Okay!"
Lu Xiaosan looked at Pinecone running towards him and shuddered subconsciously.
"You...what are you going to do to me? I'm a great swordsman!"
It was okay if I didn't say it, but when I said it, Pinecone got more excited. When I remembered that Lu Xiaosan deceived me that day, and I actually believed it, Pinecone felt ashamed.
As the saying goes, know your shame and then be brave.
The little girl's small body burst out with great energy, and she swooped forward, then grabbed Lu Xiaosan by the collar before he could jump down from the creek rock, but lifted him up, and then lifted him up Aiming his legs at the young boy's ass, he took a deep breath.
"Black duck!"
Pinecone crispy shouted.
Then Lu Xiaosan screamed, drew an arc, and plunged into the stream with a splash under Le Chaotian's amazed gaze.
It startled countless fish.
Song Guo looked at a certain big grass carp that was so frightened that it jumped onto the stream bank and kept jumping around in the green bushes in the spring breeze, and subconsciously wiped the corner of his mouth.
It looks so delicious.
I remember that when I was in Bailu City, I would often drool looking at the fish in the fish market, and then my parents would...
Oh, I don’t have parents.
But when she was still a squirrel jumping in the forest, she had tsk and tsk.
Those should be what the world calls father and mother.
But they must have been dead for many years.
Pinecone doesn't feel sad.
When Song Guo came back to his senses, he saw Le Chaotian looking at him with a smile.
"Can I eat it, uncle?"
Song Guo also learned what Lu Xiaosan called him.
"certainly."
Song Guo felt that he must be wagging his big tail, and rushed towards the jumping fish with a smile.
But she no longer has a tail.
Unless she turns back into a squirrel.
Lu Xiaosan finally jumped out of the stream, carrying a big river crab on his arm. He cursed and picked up a stone and smashed it randomly.
"If you dare to bite me, Lu Xiaosan, you may die. Le Chaotian, just start a fight!"
Song Guo held the fish and stared at the extremely brave Lu Xiaosan with his mouth open.
Of course, it's not that he dares to fight with the river crab, but he has to call Le Chaotian by his name from time to time.
Song Guo turned to look at Le Chaotian. This seemingly powerful human overhaul didn't say anything. He just turned around with a smile and started gathering firewood.
In the end, the big grass carp and the big river crab collapsed on a wide and thin stone slab, sprinkled with salt seasoning, chopped green onion, minced garlic, and even a lot of crushed chili.
The aroma is overwhelming.
While Pinecone watched the flames under the stone slab occasionally reaching the fish and crabs, he turned his head and looked at Le Chaotian's sleeves curiously.
Those things just now were all taken out from the sleeves, which made the little girl Pinecone very curious.
Lu Xiaosan felt it was understandable.
When he first walked into the world with Le Chaotian and stole other people's chickens to roast, he was shocked when he saw Le Chaotian suddenly taking out these things.
"Uncle Master, what is this? Do you have a Tianya in your sleeve?"
Le Chaotian was very calm.
"It's just a mountain and river."
"Oh! What's in there?"
"There is a large field of garlic, pepper, onions, pepper, cinnamon and star anise, all red and green."
"Wow!"
Lu Xiaosan was even more amazed when he learned that there were no magic weapons inside, only a lot of seasonings.
Although I am very curious about how Le Chaotian seemed to have nothing when he was in the mountains.
But Lu Xiaosan didn't ask.
The little boy was drooling over the grilled fish and crab on the stone slab while explaining to Pinecone.
Lu Xiaosan and Song Guo sincerely reached an agreement that Le Chaotian is the most handsome uncle in the world.
But I don’t know what Lu Xiaosan remembered and looked around.
Pinecone looked at him doubtfully.
"What are you looking for?"
"Hey."
"Hey?"
"No, it's black duck. Didn't you just say black duck? I want to eat plasma duck."
"..."
Although the spring water is warm, the duck is a prophet.
But this is a clear stream in the mountains, so you probably won’t see any ducks.
Lu Xiaosan turned his head back with regret, and his eyes fell viciously on the large orange-red river crab that had turned into an attractive orange-red on the stone slab.
In the end, since some people didn’t know how to eat crabs, the story was skipped in a hurry.
Lu Xiaosan ate and drank enough and lay lazily in the grass by the stream. Lu Xiaosan didn't want to leave, so Le Chaotian and Song Guo also stopped.
The little boy was immersed in the green grass by the stream. He bent a blade of grass and held it in his mouth, just like a fish holding bait in the bushes.
Le Chaotian and Song Guo whispered some gossip there, the spring breeze caressed the grass leaves comfortably, and the sound of mountain birds and insects came from time to time.
The little boy listened in a daze for a while, and the blade of grass had already bounced back from his mouth and was dangling there.
It seems that there is a slight spring rain in the world.
Lu Xiaosan didn't pay attention and just lay there lazily.
I once dreamed of walking to the end of the world with my sword, but I fell down from exhaustion before I even got there.
The world began to become hazy.
Lu Xiaosan felt that he couldn't remember where he was going, so he must have asked Le Chaotian something vaguely.
No answer came from outside the grass that sank like the edge of the dark green sky, but there was only a vague sound of a piano.
Then Le Chaotian sang in a gentle and lazy voice——
"On the bank of the half-smoked, half-rained stream bridge, the fisherman was drunk and no one called him."
"How long does it take to be lazy? The spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and grass."
"If the country has its own intention, this intention can only be explained in small ways."
"Ask me where to go."
There was an audible smile in Le Chaotian's voice.
"You will know your own way..."
...
When Lu Xiaosan woke up, he found that he was already on a green boat.
The young boy felt that he must have had a very long dream. Otherwise, he clearly ate fish and crabs in the mountain stream and slept in the grass. How could he be on the boat when he woke up?
Lu Xiaosan passed through Qingpeng and ran to the bow of the ship, where he saw Song Guo watching a furnace of wine.
This is certainly nothing unusual.
It would be strange to look at a furnace of snow.
only.
Where has this old boy Le Chaotian gone?
Lu Xiaosan sat down by the stove and looked around. The green boat was passing through the mountain stream, floating and drifting away in the water like a grasshopper in spring.
It seems like everything is the same everywhere, and it seems like it's different everywhere.
This feeling is very strange.
"Where's Uncle Master?"
Lu Xiaosan looked at Pinecone.
The little demon girl tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said, "I don't know how to say it."
Lu Xiaosan thought to himself, is there anything difficult to say about this?
The little demon girl thought deeply, and after a long time, she said solemnly: "He is wearing his clothes and folding his sleeves."
"...."
Lu Xiaosan was speechless.
Do you want to hear for yourself what you are saying?
Just when he was about to question, an idea flashed in Lu Xiaosan's mind, his eyes widened, he looked at the pine cone and asked, "Where are we?"
The little demon girl was relieved, as if she had found the answer, and answered happily.
"We're in his sleeve."
Lu Xiaosan suddenly became excited, stood up at the head of the boat, and shouted loudly.
"Uncle Master~Uncle Master!"
Le Chaotian's lazily answered came from the green mountain of the world.
"What are you barking at?"
Lu Xiaosan suddenly stared and cursed.
"Le Chaotian, did you hide us and then secretly eat roast duck yourself?"
"...."
Le Chaotian did not answer.
It's just that the clear stream suddenly surged up, the green mountains collapsed, and the clear stream poured down, as if it was trying to swing the boat out of this human mountain river.
Lu Xiaosan quickly hugged the edge of the boat and admitted his mistake sincerely.
"Uncle Master, I was wrong, I was wrong."
Only then did the mountain stream calm down.
Le Chaotian said lazily: "Aren't you tired from walking and want to fly? I'm not taking you to fly."
Lu Xiaosan nodded thoughtfully.
"That's it, then where are we?"
"Hurry, hurry."
Le Chaotian said something lazily, and then his voice disappeared into the sky.
Lu Xiaosan sat back by the stove with a solemn expression, looking at the stove and thinking deeply.
Song Guo asked him what was wrong, but the young boy just frowned and did not answer.
...
A small town on earth.
The demon clan affairs around Lingnan have gradually subsided.
All the way to the east, life is gradually restored.
Not only in the gradually calming spring breeze, but also in the busy footsteps on the streets.
Le Chaotian sat at the window, looking out the window and waiting boredly.
After a long time, a waiter came over with a freshly roasted duck.
"Here comes your duck!"
Le Chaotian didn't look back, just let the waiter put the roast duck on the table, still looking at the streets of the town.
Cross the town and climb some mountains.
It's the sea.
...
When Ximen returned to Yunjue Town, it was already afternoon.
When Cheng Lu saw Ximen walking back in the spring breeze with some residual sword intent, he realized something was wrong.
"Have you met the Dao Cultivator?"
Cheng Lu frowned and looked at Ximen and asked.
"Qin Sang, Lord of White Deer City."
Ximen leaned on the broken knife and climbed up the town wall.
The barriers get higher and higher.
So it seems more and more like a satire.
The heavenly wardens of Zhoushan still stayed in the green mountains outside the town. Even if the demon clan had retreated along the way, the necessary lookouts were still indispensable.
Ximen climbed up the barrier, stuck the knife in his hand on the barrier, and looked back to the north.
"Senior Brother's premonition was right. When we were pursuing the town northwest of Bailu, we met that... sword cultivator."
"Sword cultivator?"
Cheng Lu raised her eyebrows.
Ximen sighed and said: "Yes, judging from the style of the sword, he should be a sword cultivator from the East China Sea. There has never been a rumor in the past that the Lord of Bailu City is a sword cultivator with a high level."
Cheng Lu was silent for a while and said: "I haven't heard of it either. Her name is not on the Sword Sect list either. It seems that she has hidden it well."
Ximen said softly: "Perhaps it's just that the world has been peaceful for too long. His Majesty has given the world a sense of security for thousands of years. No one in the world has thought about going to see what is there."
The two stood quietly on the barrier.
"What do you think?"
Cheng Lu looked at Ximen and asked.
Ximen looked at the distant mountains solemnly.
"The demon clan has been lost to the south of Bailu. Their target may really be Shanyue."
Cheng Lu said softly: "Before you come back, I have asked the sword cultivators in the town to go towards Shanyue."
Ximen was surprised.
"Senior brother, are you so decisive?"
You must know that if the reinforcements from Shanyue Lingnan do not come, once the White Deer Demon Clan's army presses the border, it will be difficult for Yunjue Town to survive until they come back again.
Cheng Lu just said calmly: "Because you have been gone for too long."
Being here for so long means that Ximen has gone deep into Bailu and has never encountered any monsters.
Of course there is a possibility.
Ximen was ambushed by demons halfway and died there.
But if something like this happens, the wardens who arranged the arrangements along the way will naturally get the news back.
Ximen was silent for a while and said softly: "I just hope that no one among the demon clan will know Nan Chu's overreaching formation."
This is of course a fantasy.
You must know that before Huang Liang launched the war against Nanyi City, he used the blood of hundreds of Nanchu witches to fill it in order to lay out the Yuexing formation.
It's just that sometimes, some worries are unavoidable.
Those who came to support would most likely return to Fangshanyue City after receiving the news from Cheng Lu.
This means that Yunjue Town is once again isolated and can only guard the entrance to Qingshan.
Cheng Lu stood up with his sword on his back, looked at the green mountains in the world that were gradually sinking into the dusk, and said calmly: "Just wait and see what happens."
In any case, it was impossible for them to let those monsters enter the territory of Nanyi City.
That ancient city is the south gate of Huaian. It faces Daze and is too important to the entire Huaian.
There were footsteps coming from behind.
Ximen and Cheng Lu looked back together and saw a young man under an umbrella.
Nan Dao stopped under the barrier and looked up at the two people in the dusk above.
"How is senior brother doing?"
Cheng Lu said calmly: "The situation is not good."
Cheng Lu said it very succinctly, but the young man who heard about this morning's incident from Lu Xiaoer naturally knew what was wrong with the situation.
Nan Dao stood in the twilight below the barrier for a long time, and then said softly: "On the south side of Shanyue Lingnan, if we return to defense in time, can we hold it?"
Ximen said calmly: "Surrounded by mountains and mountains, it is difficult for a large army to set foot. If the defenders are sufficient, it will naturally be difficult for the demon clan to break through the defense line."
This passage does not directly answer Nan Dao's question.
It’s just that everyone knows it.
Shanyue and the people from Lingnan were all on their way to Yunjue Town.
Nan Dao was silent there for a long time, then turned and left.
Cheng Lu raised her eyebrows and looked at the boy's back, wondering what this meant.
Ximen probably heard some rumors and said softly: "He probably wants to go back to Lingnan."
"What's the meaning?"
Cheng Lu looked at Ximen with some confusion.
Ximen thought for a while and said, "Because he is now a Lingnan sword cultivator."
This may sound like nonsense.
But Cheng Lu naturally understood what this meant.
Staying in Lingnan for the time being is naturally different from truly being a Lingnan sword cultivator.
"Lingnan has done so much for him."
Ximen said slowly.
When he went to Lingnan to ask for someone, Ting Fengyin rejected him outright. After the mountain closure was lifted, none of the people from the Heavenly Prison who went up to the mountain came back.
Tianjing has a bad reputation, but Lingnan has a good reputation.
Ximen could only swallow this dumb loss.
Later, Nan Dao had a conflict with the Human Sword Sect.
Lingnan went down the mountain and forcibly took the young man away from Jiang Ye.
Naturally, it is another great kindness.
Nandao naturally owes Lingnan a lot.
I wonder if Lingnan should be good.
Is Lingnan any good?
Of course Ximen didn’t know.
He once went to Lingnan, where he met Cheng Lu and became famous.
But after all, he is just a passerby from Lingnan.
Cheng Lu watched quietly and said, "Is fate really drawing a circle? But even if he returns to Lingnan, what can he do?"
Simon shrugged.
Cheng Lu looked at Ximen, raised her eyebrows and said, "If you don't catch him, if he really leaves, it will be difficult for you to catch him later."
Ximen said very calmly: "Although Heavenly Prison has been scolded by the world for a thousand years, at least no one has poked our spines. In this case, if I really want to force him to stay here, there is no doubt that I will They are sinners in heaven."
Ximen said, but it was a bit sarcastic.
He was probably the target of ridicule.
"Of course, if you let him go, I will also be a sinner in the Heavenly Prison. Just like in the story a hundred years ago, that generation of Heavenly Prison did not see the white wind and rain in the last days."
When I saw it, the white wind and rain were already too high to see.
"Senior brother."
Ximen looked at Cheng Lu and smiled sadly.
"I'm a man of two dilemmas."
Cheng Lu raised her hand and patted his shoulder.
It's hard to make peace with the dilemma.
The most melancholy in the world.
Nothing more than this.
Of course, Cheng Lu is also in a dilemma now.
Once they make a mistake in judgment.
Yun Jue Town was lost, and the demon clan went south from this pass. The person who made the decision to send the reinforcements back to defend Shan Yue, Cheng Lu, was the sinner in the world.
This crime is more serious than the sinners in Simon’s Heavenly Hell.
The two people in a dilemma did not look at the young man leaving in the long street holding a black umbrella. They stood quietly on the wall outside the town, quietly waiting for the story to happen.
