White deer.
This piece of land, which was the most severely burned among the wildfires in the south, finally stopped all sounds under the young man's umbrella.
For a story like this, a war with countless casualties is definitely not the solution.
The people from Shanyue stopped coming, and the people from Yunjue Town just stayed in Yunjue Town.
In front of them, there was a young man holding an umbrella waiting for the white deer to calm down.
Ximen once asked Cheng Lu if he had ever thought that the story would be resolved like this.
Cheng Lu didn't answer, she just stood quietly in the town, thinking about the young man on the cliff who was pointed at by her sword.
Of course he hadn't thought about it.
But maybe this is indeed the best solution in the world at the moment.
At least after thinking about it for a long time, this story is far better than a bloody battle between the two tribes on this vast plain, which will increase the resentment and resentment.
What Shan Zhaoshui said certainly makes sense.
So let them be.
See if they come back in the winter.
...
Qin Sang naturally didn't think that they would come back in winter.
Of course, the human world is very good, but she feels that the demon clan is tough, so tough that even if it is just black soil or wind and snow, they will survive tenaciously.
So when the young man holding an umbrella crossed the plain meadow and brought his nephew over, he looked at the monsters who were carrying the big boat out of the forest and pushing it into the sea on the edge of the sea cliff, and asked her this When asked a similar question.
The woman in green, who was much taller than the boy, stood aside calmly and said, "They will not come back."
Not this winter, not next winter.
Nan Dao was silent for a long time, and then slowly asked: "Why?"
Qin Sang quietly looked at the demon clan going into the sea.
The boy under the umbrella once thought of many explanations.
For example, they are different from those thousands of years ago. For example, they are stronger and more prosperous than the demon clan back then, and they are more capable of creating a new demon land.
It's just that the young man never thought that Qin Sang would finally say such a sentence.
"Because they know they did something wrong."
Nan Dao froze there, turning his head and staring blankly at the group of women in green.
Qin Sang said very calmly: "Guilt will make them last longer and tougher."
After a long time, Nan Dao slowly said: "I thought they were only angry and scared."
"It was."
Qin Sang was very calm.
"It's just that I told them the truth about some things. For example, the White Deer incident was caused by me. There are more. In short, driven by those truths, the guilt overcame the anger."
Qin Sang quietly looked at the calm sea, where thousands of boats were waiting to set sail. Countless boats, large and small, were bobbing and sinking, like many human leaves falling into the sea.
"Anger will make them always want to come back, while guilt will only make them feel ashamed and hide in the snow and wind in the mountains from a distance, as if atonement, so that they can survive peacefully for a long time."
Nan Dao didn't speak, but the eyes of the young boy holding the sword opened wide. Lu Xiaoer felt that he couldn't understand it gradually, but he felt that it made sense.
After a long struggle, Lu Xiaoer asked the woman in Tsing Yi, who looked very calm, a question.
"So why are you doing this?"
"Those who can go with the flow can go with the flow, and those who can cross the river can cross the river." Qin Sang probably knew that the young boy could not understand such a sentence, so she added another sentence.
"The world can accept calling one's cute, cute, bouncing little dog son. But it will not allow his little dog to marry his daughter."
"..."
Being in the same flow is naturally both ability and willingness.
This is the explanation of that sentence.
Qin Sang looked at Nandao quietly.
"The world still doesn't know why existences like us appear. Maybe it represents a change - we are the suffering of the world, and the world is our predecessor. The two can intersect, but they will not flow together. In our time, we have become ancient After history, people in the world may praise how they defeated some powerful enemies and protected the world. The demon clan may also marvel at the ancient humans who disappeared in history - born from the mother's womb, there are really such strange things in the world. person?"
When Nan Dao heard this, he suddenly understood a lot of things.
Looking at Qin Sang, he said slowly: "I finally realized..."
Qin Sang looked down at the young man under the umbrella.
"You always regard the world and the demon clan as opposing existences."
Qin Sang lowered his head and smiled, but the smile that briefly gave the tall and indifferent woman in green a warm smile quickly disappeared from her face.
"Is not it?"
"So life and death are opposites?"
Yes or no.
This is always an unexplainable truth.
So Qin Sang looked deeply at the young man under the umbrella.
Nan Dao continued very calmly: "The starting point determines your attitude towards the world. Standing in the mountains and looking at the water will never give you the same answer as standing in the water and looking at the mountains."
Qin Sang turned his head and looked at the vast sea and said slowly: "It is difficult for a sixteen-year-old boy to realize these things."
Nan Dao also looked at the sea.
"Yes, I have a junior brother."
That junior brother is called Le Chaotian.
Qin Sang did not ask Nan Dao who the junior brother was, nor did he refute Nan Dao's words. He just asked lightly.
"Can you lose your umbrella and look at the human world?"
The sea breeze blew by in February.
The young man fell silent under the umbrella.
The most perfect, the most beautiful, the most harmonious.
Everything is because it is inaccessible so that there can be a word of ultimate.
Reason is incompetent beyond experience.
Everything in the world is a rock with deep roots in the different currents.
"The future is uncertain and the world is endless. South Island." Qin Sang said extremely calmly, "We can only move forward on the existing road."
The woman in green clothes left here and walked towards the south with her green sword.
In Yunjue Town to the south, a senior fellow from the Human Sword Sect was waiting for her.
The two teenagers stood quietly on the cliff looking at the sea and everything in the sea.
As for Chu Yao, he had already left here and headed towards Lingnan.
The monster clan that had occupied Bailu for a month were heading towards the sea in a mighty manner.
Although Lu Xiaoer didn't know exactly what the two were talking about, he could also tell that his uncle still didn't say he would win against the woman in green.
So he turned around and looked at his uncle, who had fallen silent, with some concern.
The latter didn't feel depressed at all. He just raised his hand and patted Lu Xiaoer on the shoulder.
"Let's go too."
Lu Xiaoer was a little confused for a moment.
"Where to go?"
"East China Sea."
The East China Sea is both a sea and a cliff.
Lu Xiaoer stood there in a daze.
"Is this how the story of White Deer ends?"
When he first faced Ximen, the young boy was complacent and felt that he should also participate in this story about protecting a small town in the world.
As a result, we went back and forth and did nothing. We just stood on some roofs, drank some wine, crossed some mountains and rivers, and ate some fish.
Nan Dao said softly: "If we wait until the story of White Deer is truly over before we leave, then Ximen will chase us."
Lu Xiaoer took a deep breath.
With all the hustle and bustle about the demon clan, he almost forgot this story.
The two young boys walked under the sea cliff, passing through the torrent of monsters little by little, heading north.
...
“How do you define being human?”
“Abandon all inhuman definitions.”
"It's just that if there are no differences in the world, there will be no existence, and if there are no differences, there will be no existence."
"So it is impossible to define what it is to be a human being. From this, it is impossible to define what it is to be a human being. This is the reason why the world has been unable to define a demon for a long time."
The mountain fires in the south gradually decreased.
It’s just that no wildfire will simply stop.
There are always some places where there are still some embers.
It's radiating heat and could come back to life at any time.
Gradually there is some gap between the people of the world and the demon clan, as if they are alive or dead, or if they are separated.
Without knowing it, Qing Xiang and Yun Hu walked quietly side by side on the quiet long street of Nanyi City.
The story of the White Deer has naturally spread to this side.
Your Majesty has no comment on this.
There was no mention of the White Deer Demon Clan crossing the sea, but they were just discussing some unanswered things with Yun Huzhi on the street.
Everyone knows that if there is no answer, it is naturally difficult to talk about it for a long time.
So the two of them just said a few words casually and did not continue.
After Yunhu put away those messy thoughts, he stopped by a bridge on the Nanyi River. For some reason, he suddenly remembered the four people walking around in the night.
Chen He took the lead and pulled Nandao Yunhu and Mr. Mei along the way.
The four of them walked very relaxedly on a spring night before all the stories started.
All the way to this bridge.
Unexpectedly, Yun Hu still remembered Chen He's happy appearance at that time.
While smiling, he was also a little melancholy.
"I don't know where Chen He has gone, but that young man made a loud voice this time. The world will probably know soon that there was such a young man who brought an umbrella to the wind and snow and stopped the battle of Bailu. "
With a nonchalant look on his face, the Prime Minister picked up the jug and drank.
"Who knows?"
Yun Huzi turned to look at the Prime Minister and said with a smile: "The Prime Minister never seems to mention Chen He."
The prime minister snorted softly and turned his head.
"There is a guy named Zhang San in Yaofeng, and I have never mentioned him."
There is also a man named Zhang San in Shanyue City, but the Prime Minister probably doesn't know him.
Yun Huzi said softly: "I thought this was different."
"It's different with a hammer."
The minister, carrying the wine flask, was about to give Yun Hu Zhi a drink.
The latter chuckled softly and raised his hand to stop him.
The prime minister looked strangely at the scholar who was washing clothes by the river and was hit on the head with a stick.
"Have you formed a pill?"
Yunhu corrected the Prime Minister's statement without sincerity.
"It's a stone."
"..."
The Prime Minister really doesn't know whether it's Yun Hu who is crazy or Nan Dao who is crazy.
Isn’t it good to form a good elixir? It must be called a stone. When I hear it, I feel like I have a bad waist.
The point is that Yunhu still thinks this name is very good.
The book I wrote actually said - On the possibility and trend of the existence of the 'stone' state at the time of enlightenment.
The prime minister was silent for a long time, looking at Yun Hu Wenzhu with gritted teeth.
"You kid, please don't say that you are my prime minister's student from now on. After all, I am a white-clothed scholar in this world. Even if I curse people, I always curse them with great literary talent. It's just fucking stupid for you to choose a name like Calculus. .....”
Yunhu secretly wiped his sweat.
The prime minister probably hasn't read that book.
Because at the end, Yunhu added a very sincere sentence of thanks to Master Qing.
If a stone is swallowed into my stomach, my fate is up to me.
Yunhu didn't know what was wrong with this.
It sounds very good.
Very interesting.
Naturally, an old man like Master Qing cannot understand.
The two slandered each other for a long time, but they became serious.
The Prime Minister took several sips of wine to calm down the thought of strangling his proud student, and then looked at Yun Huwenzi on the bridge seriously and said, "How is it? Is there any change?"
Yunhu raised his hand, and the wind blew up in Nan's clothes. The vitality came in the spring breeze, causing the scholar's clothes to become chaotic.
Those vitality fell on the scholar's fingertips and went towards the divine sea.
The prime minister was very keenly aware that not all the vitality of heaven and earth fell into the divine sea. Most of it was purified by the divine sea and flowed down along the limbs and bones, and finally landed in Yun Huzhi. abdomen. There, it became a rather condensed singularity of vitality.
The old drunkard took a deep breath, drank several sips of wine, then looked at Yun Huzi and said, "Wait here for a moment, I'll call someone to take a look at it for you."
Yunhu looked at his teacher with a blank expression, not knowing what he was going to do.
The minister took the wine bottle and walked away towards the long street.
Not long after, an old man with a white beard came over.
There was also a brown medicine box in his hand.
The prime minister looked at the old man nervously and said, "Can you help me see if this kid has Lijie disease?"
The old doctor who once diagnosed alcoholic jaundice looked at Yunhu Wenzhu with a solemn expression for a long time, then took his pulse, touched the scholar's thin belly, and finally said with a solemn expression: "Most likely, yes."
After saying that, he turned back to look at the Prime Minister, stared at him and said, "Didn't I tell you, Dean, that you are in the advanced stage of alcoholic jaundice? Why are you still drinking every day?"
The prime minister silently hid the wine bottle behind his back.
The old doctor then looked back at Yun Hu Wenzhu and said solemnly: "But Mr. Yun Hu's is not bad. If the dean is worried, you can take him to Huaidu. The doctor there can help you perform an operation." come out."
"..."
Yunhu was speechless.
After the doctor left a few prescriptions of medicine and left, Yun Hu looked at the Prime Minister.
"Master, did you do this on purpose?"
The prime minister turned his head and took a swig of wine.
"You kid, don't talk nonsense. I'm worried about your health as a teacher."
"..."
Naturally, the two of them would not really go to Huaidu for surgery.
Practitioners will naturally get sick just like people in the world.
It's just that people like Qing Xiang, who has been suffering from alcoholism for hundreds of years, are still drinking well.
Cultivation in the human world naturally requires continued exploration.
However, I heard that Huaidu has indeed been trying to monitor and manage the health of practitioners, but so far, there is still no news.
It's probably something that's really hard to determine.
The two stood at the bridge and blew the wind for a long time.
The prime minister was somewhat emotional.
"The speed at which you form pills is indeed a bit fast."
Yunhu dispersed the gathered energy of heaven and earth, and said with a soft smile: "That's because this is something that has been studied for a long time. When everything is done, it will naturally become much faster. If I continue, I will continue to study for a long time. Since there is such a limit solution in the realm of Enlightenment, there may also be one in the realm of Little Dao.”
The Prime Minister raised his eyebrows and said, "If you solve it again, what name do you plan to give it?"
Yunhu thought for a while and said, "I already have some vague ideas, but there are still many key values that need the help of the teachers from the School of Mathematics and Physics, so if nothing else happens, I will probably call it Changsheng Huluwa."
The prime minister clenched his fists.
Yun Huzhidao quickly hid away and said sincerely: "I'm just kidding, Master Qing, why don't you come and get it."
The Prime Minister looked at Yun Huzi and said, "Why do you want to call me Eternal Calabash Baby?"
Yun Huzi said: "Because judging from some existing numerical models, it may look like a baby in the womb... The data model is too large and it is difficult to calculate it by oneself. The recent incident in Nanyi City There are too many, and the gentlemen of the School of Mathematics and Physics can’t calm down, so we can’t be sure. And the further we go, the more difficult it will be to calculate such things.”
The Prime Minister pondered for a while, and then said slowly: "In that case, let's call it Nascent Soul. As for the difficult problem you mentioned..."
The drunkard in white looked up to the north and said softly: "I will take you to Queyimen when the time comes."
Yun Huzi said softly: "Yes, when it comes to calculating, naturally no one can do it better than those Taoists who calculate the huge flow of fate all day long."
The prime minister just smiled slightly.
"I don't want to exhaust them all there yet. The world must admit that manpower is sometimes poor."
Yun Hu said with some confusion: "Then what are we going to do?"
"Go borrow something."
As the Prime Minister spoke, he said with emotion: "That is the most precious thing that is missing, and it is where the fortune teller's life essence lies."
Yunhu felt a little dizzy.
"What exactly are you talking about?"
The Prime Minister drank wine and walked towards the Spring Street of Nanyi City with a smile.
Unexpectedly, Yun Hu followed him. Naturally, he was extremely curious about the existence of Queyimen, which, although it had not been established for a long time and had few deeds, was able to stand side by side with places like the Human Sword Sect with three swords and three temples.
Qing Xiang looked up at the sky above the eaves of the long streets and said with a soft smile: "You can't say, they will figure it out if you tell them. If they figure it out, they may not want to borrow it. You have to know that as a Qingtian Taoist from the beginning, Where they came out of the story, they have always disliked the word Karma Sword and Karma."
Cong Ren's sword shocked the whole world back then.
Bai Fengyu, who was supposed to live a glorious life, although he did not die, he fell silent.
This also led to the fact that from then on, no one in the world dared to see Cong Yan without a sword.
But the impact of that sword naturally goes beyond that.
