Song Guo was sitting on the lonely island in the early morning. The distant fleets were still heading south, but they had bypassed this sea area far away.
He was probably really impressed by the reputation of Sword Immortal Lu Xiaosan.
As for Lu Xiaosan, he was happily riding a gourd to heaven.
Pinecone looked at the shadow of the gourd disappearing in the sky from a distance. He tilted his head and thought for a long time. There was probably something he still hadn't figured out, so the little squirrel demon looked at the human being who always seemed to be smiling and drinking. Sword Immortal.
"Senior, why do you want to help him?"
Cao Weiying turned to look at Pinecone, thought for a moment, and said, "What do you mean?"
Song Guo raised her hand to gesture, although she didn't know what she was trying to gesture. It was like an instinct. When people talk about things that are sometimes difficult to describe, they always subconsciously want to use their body to express their emotions. Communication and extravagant communication.
For example, the little bear spreads his hands.
"You know that he can't possibly become a Sword Immortal, but you still help him do these things? I can't tell."
After all, Pinecone is just a little demon girl.
Cao Weiying smiled slightly and said: "A person who should have become a sword immortal becomes a sword immortal, or a person who can never become a sword immortal becomes a sword immortal. Which one will touch your soul more?"
Pinecone said sincerely: "Of course it's the latter."
Cao Weiying turned her head back and said with a smile: "Yes, perfection and beauty are called perfection because they are unreachable. Is there anything in the world that makes people feel more deeply than a boy's dream that he knows is untouchable but is still pious? What about the tension of life?”
Pinecone let out a long breath, and she didn't know why she felt like this.
Perhaps, as Cao Weiying said, it was the tension of life that was expanding her heart.
"But, can he really become a swordsman like this?"
Pinecone thinks grass is firefly and will say no.
But the young man in green clothes just thought about the things that young man left in the world, and said with a smile: "Yes, but it will take thousands of years for people to believe that he was once a sword immortal."
A young man who is still wandering in the early stages of cultivation will naturally not be able to become a swordsman within a hundred years of his life.
But after thousands of years of blurring many things, he may not be a swordsman.
Pinecone understood.
The young man in Qingshang looked at the little demon girl.
"What about you, do you have any dreams?"
The girl sat there blankly.
The sea breeze blew the waves and made a crashing sound on the coast.
...
"Lu Xiaoyi has been in my ranger area. Why does he want to go to the Sword Mark Formation? Hebilu keeps asking me to go. How can I go? They keep entering my ranger area."
Lu Xiaosi stood innocently in front of the small building and performed the bear show.
A group of junior brothers looked at the fourth senior brother of the Little White Sword Sect, and they were reluctant to quibble.
Fu Jiangnan sat there smiling.
After the leaves in the canyon started to grow for a while, Lu Xiaosi couldn't wait to let Fu Jiangnan and other juniors see how powerful the veteran players were.
So he gathered a group of juniors and conducted the Fallen Leaf Sword Test in the canyon, which he couldn't do because he often couldn't get enough people together.
At the beginning, Lu Xiaosi ran to the quick end road in high spirits to have a man-on-man battle with Fu Jiangnan.
Unfortunately, his head was smashed, so he went to the Ranger Road in shock.
It's a pity that the person opposite him is Lu Xiaoyi. The senior sister of the Little White Sword Sect originally wanted to beat this junior brother because of Lu Xiaosi's words. In addition, in order to reduce Nandao's suppression of Le Chaotian Lu Xiaoyi was well aware of the principle of Hebi Rangers roaming together, and from time to time he would take Lu Xiaoguo from Hebi Road and run into Lu Xiaosi's Ranger Area to cause trouble.
After losing several games in a row, Lu Xiaosi's juniors finally lost their mentality.
So the pot-sharing meeting began.
Everyone agreed that it was Lu Xiaosi's problem.
So Lu Xiaosi blushed and said such a classic sentence.
Although I was very unhappy, I couldn't find any reason to refute it.
Lu Xiaosi thought so.
Fu Jiangnan stood up with a smile and comforted Lu Xiaosi and the others as if they were the winner.
"Okay, actually it's not a problem with your playing style, it's because I'm too strong."
"..."
Everyone was silent.
But this is indeed a huge truth.
The Internet addicts here, the young sword addicts, all of them are not really considered practitioners yet, but Fu Jiangnan is a real practitioner who can get the recommended place in Xuansheyuan, not to mention, due to various reasons , Lu Xiaoyi, a practitioner in the mountain-seeing realm, was also on Fu Jiangnan's side, which naturally led to an overwhelming advantage.
At least, until Chu Yao or the two uncles came back, Fu Jiangnan was naturally a boss-level presence in the Tianya Xiaobai Sword Sect.
Even if Lu Xiaoyi was allowed to side with Lu Xiaosi regardless of their past grudges, they would most likely lose to Fu Jiangnan.
After all, no one can suppress this sword cultivator who came out of Xuanxuyuan.
Several people from Xiaobai Sword Sect were dejected and prepared to go back to Jian Sect for dinner.
Lu Xiaosi suddenly raised his head and stared at the sky.
"Third senior brother?"
Everyone raised their heads and looked in the direction Lu Xiaosi was looking, but there was nothing there except a few sparrows flying around.
Lu Xiaosi looked at the suspicious eyes of everyone and said with confidence: "I really saw Third Senior Brother just now. He was sitting on a big gourd. He passed by in a flash and even made a face at me."
While Lu Xiaosi was talking, he imitated Lu Xiaosan's demeanor, sticking out his tongue and licking his eyes.
Lu Xiaoyi slapped him on the head and said with raised eyebrows, "If you lose, you lose. Why are you making so many excuses?"
"I really saw..."
"If you keep making excuses, you can wash your clothes today."
"..."
Although the waiter and the waiter are no longer here.
But the majesty of the senior sister still remains.
Lu Xiaosi, who was beginning to feel proud because his two senior brothers were missing, finally began to behave like an old-timer, languished again.
Everyone went down the mountain with sadness and joy.
Only Fu Jiangnan was still looking at the sky with raised eyebrows.
Perhaps Lu Xiaosi was not lying, because he had felt something just now, but just like everyone else, he had not seen it with his own eyes.
Of course, Fu Jiangnan had seen the third senior brother of the Little White Sword Sect before.
When leaving that day, Fu Jiangnan saw Lu Xiaosan hopping to the small building where Chu Yao was, talking about the soft and fragrant little junior sister who would cry for a long time.
It's a pity that Fu Jiangnan doesn't know what happened in that small building.
Lu Xiaosan was seen running out after a moment.
Third senior brother...
Fu Jiangnan lowered his head and walked down the canyon mountain road.
That is a happy little boy.
...
Lu Xiaosan secretly stopped on the lone cliff with the Nandao Tomb.
"Love you a million years."
The big gourd turned into a small gourd, and Lu Xiaosan carefully tied it around his neck with a rope.
Then he looked around there.
After Lu Xiaosan got Cao Weiying's gourd, he decided to come back and scare his junior brothers. However, he didn't have any good ideas yet, so he stopped here secretly.
After thinking hard for a while, I suddenly saw the wooden monument that had gone through an autumn and winter and was already quite mottled.
The little boy didn't know what he was thinking of, and suddenly he became serious. He put his hand behind his back and retracted one hand into his sleeve, like a one-armed man, while the other hand was clasped behind his back. Every step was full of vicissitudes. He walked to the grave like a child.
Lu Xiaosan looked at the grave very deeply and sadly.
"Uncle, it's been a thousand years, and I'm back to see you..."
The young boy raised his hand and stroked the dust on the wooden monument.
"I am now a Sword Immortal. There is no one in the world who doesn't know my name, Lu Xiaosan... But do you know, Uncle Master?"
Lu Xiaosan retracted his hand and looked up at the sky lonely, feeling infinitely sad.
"Actually, I miss the days when I practiced swordplay with my uncle in the canyon. I was only a twelve-year-old boy at that time..."
Lu Xiaosan stopped talking just right and smiled like a grass-fingered cat.
"It turns out that it has really been a thousand years, uncle. Master Le is also dead, senior brother is also dead, master is also... dead."
When the little boy said this, he subconsciously looked around, fearing that Lu Xiaoxiao was really nearby.
Then he quickly entered the state.
"Years and years..."
Lu Xiaosan pulled out the Unheard Bell from behind with infinite melancholy.
"When the evil spirits invaded, my uncle shouldn't have blocked that sword for me. If my uncle were alive, he would probably be much higher than the sword immortal."
Lu Xiaosan wanted to think that he should touch this sword, but he remembered that one of his hands must have been broken in the bloody battle, so he stopped this idea.
"The Great Heavenly Demon Pinecone was killed by me with a sword five hundred years ago. The world has become peaceful, and it seems that there is no peace. Senior Cao Weiying told me before he died that he felt that there was still a person outside the human world. There are countless great demons in Tianmengbeiyuan. Once I have cultivated myself, I will go there."
"Someone told me - Lu Xiaosan, you can't go there. If you go, you will never come back."
Lu Xiaosan smiled slightly.
"If you can't come back, you can't come back. If I don't become a swordsman, who will? If I don't enter the devil's abyss, who will?"
As Lu Xiaosan said this, he raised his head in a daze and looked at the sky, where someone seemed to be asking.
——Lu Jianxian, where do you want to go?
——Step into the devil's abyss and kill the devil.
——What if you never come back?
——Then you’ll never come back.
Lu Xiaosan lowered his head and smiled softly.
"My nephew may really never come back to my uncle this time. Before I leave, please teach me how to use the sword."
As Lu Xiaosan said this, he threw Buwen Zhong into the air in a cool and unrestrained manner, then grabbed the hilt of the sword and threw the scabbard out.
In an instant, streams of light were like snow, falling into the world one after another - at least that's what the young boy thought.
After a flurry of dancing, the young boy stopped breathlessly, then tilted his head toward the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, and whispered as lonely as snow: "Uncle, are you satisfied with my sword?"
"I'm very satisfied, but I have a question, which master was your dead master?"
Lu Xiaosan, who was immersed in fantasy, was stunned for a moment. He turned around and saw Lu Xiaoxiao standing at the end of the Guya Mountain Road with a livid face, already holding a thick arm that had just been folded in his hand. branches.
Lu Xiaosan's expression changed, now he looked sad.
"Master, as expected, you have also been demonized by the Great Heavenly Demon."
Then he looked up to the sky and sighed.
"That's all, if I can't do it, I'd better let others do it..."
Lu Xiaosan said, turned around and ran over the edge of the cliff.
"You monster, monster, give me back my grandpa!"
"Repay the devil, return the monster, return the grandfather, Lu Xiaosan, I think you haven't done anything for three days!"
Lu Xiaoxiao sneered and walked towards the cliff, but soon froze there.
A huge green gourd suddenly appeared on the edge of the cliff, but Lu Xiaosan disappeared.
Then a wailing was heard.
Lu Xiaoxiao took a closer look and found that Lu Xiaosan had hung the gourd around his neck. This time he was in a hurry and did not take it off. As a result, he was hung on the gourd and was struggling hurriedly.
"Lu Xiaosan! What are you trying to do?"
Lu Xiaoxiao was a little panicked when he saw this scene. He threw his stick and ran towards the young boy while cursing.
Lu Xiaosan saw Lu Xiaoxiao running over from the corner of his eye, and became even more panicked. He hurriedly shouted: "I will love you for ten thousand years!"
The gourd instantly changed back, but the young boy also fell down the cliff. Fortunately, Lu Xiaosan was not a fool. During the fall, he directly pulled the gourd off his neck and put it under his body. He hurriedly He shouted again: "You monster, monster, give me back my grandpa!"
The little boy immediately lay on the gourd's belly, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, and rode the gourd upside down. While panting, he looked at Lu Xiaoxiao who had stopped on the edge of the cliff with a smile. Waving there.
"Master, I'm leaving now. I'll come back to see you another day."
"Little bastard, you'd better die outside. Day by day, it won't be a worry even if you go down the mountain."
Lu Xiaoxiao picked up the stick again and cursed angrily and funnyly on the edge of the cliff with his hands on his hips.
"hey-hey."
The young boy rode the gourd backwards into the sky and hurried away.
As for teasing the junior brothers, we can talk about it later.
After all, the Great Demon Lu Xiaoxiao has discovered his whereabouts, so he needs to avoid the limelight first.
...
Lu Xiaosan came and went in a hurry.
Song Guo looked at the rather embarrassed young boy who hurried away and then came back.
"What's wrong with you? Did you really meet some evil spirit from outside the world?"
Lu Xiaosan jumped off the gourd and lay down on the edge of the island, not bothering with the pain on his back.
"That's not it. She is a very powerful evil demon. I fought with her for three hundred rounds. We couldn't decide who was the best, so I had to come back first."
"..."
The pinecone heart wants to say that you are fat but you are really out of breath.
"What does the evil spirit look like?"
Song Guo held back her smile and asked as she looked at Lu Xiaosan lying there.
Lu Xiaosan picked up a blade of grass that blew from the green hill behind him from the side, held it in his mouth, put his head on his head and crossed his legs, and said in a dignified manner: "Green face with fangs, three heads and six arms, big and round waist, extremely strong, all over his body." Braving the black and red flames, ordinary people would die there just by taking a look, let alone touching it. Thanks to me, the Sword Immortal Lu Xiaosan, if you, a little pine cone, went there, you would probably be adding food to others."
"..." Song Guo resisted the idea of giving Lu Xiaosan a kick. "The Great Sword Immortal Lu is really powerful. He can fight it for three hundred rounds."
Lu Xiaosan said humbly: "It's necessary, it's necessary."
Pinecone clenched his fists.
He just froze there quickly.
He threw the package with snacks in his hand aside - just now the little demon girl was still there cooing with hunger, licking the sugar residue in the cracks of the package.
Song Guo ran to Lu Xiaosan's side and looked at the young boy up, down, left, right, back and forth for a long time, giving Lu Xiaosan a look of confusion.
"What are you looking at?"
Of course Song Guo didn't say anything about looking at you.
He just said with a surprised look on his face: "Have you seen the mountain?"
Lu Xiaosan was also stunned.
What, have you seen the truth?
When did this happen?
The young boy stretched out a finger, and with a thought, a rather weak vortex of vitality appeared on his finger. Lu Xiaosan froze there, and the blades of grass in his mouth were all brought by those vortexes of vitality. The breeze swept over and swirled around the fingertips.
Lu Xiaosan suddenly jumped up.
"Hey, okay, I'm hit, ah, I've seen the truth!"
Cao Weiying drank wine and looked at the boy with a smile.
Of course this Qingshang boy won't say anything. Damn beast, what did you get? Then a big slap in the face woke Lu Xiaosan out of his madness.
"You are one step closer to the Sword Immortal."
Cao Weiying said with a soft smile.
Lu Xiaosan laughed.
"That's natural. I knew that I, Lu Xiaosan, would definitely be the great swordsman in the world!"
The young boy carefully maintained the vortex of vitality while looking beyond the vortex towards the human world.
The wind is clear and the sky is bright, and it seems that the whole world is different.
What's the difference?
Maybe my thoughts are different.
Song Guo also squatted aside, curiously looking at the energy vortex in Lu Xiaosan's hand.
Although Song Guo has demon power, she has never practiced cultivation, so this is probably the first time she has seen the appearance of a young man.
Lu Xiaosan looked at it for a while and became curious again.
Why did I suddenly see the mountain?
Although I benefited a lot from staying under Cao Weiying's Sword Lake every day, no matter how I looked at it, it didn't look like I would see the mountain so quickly.
Lu Xiaosan fell into deep thought.
Then I suddenly remembered something. Could it be because I was immersed in the empty tomb of my uncle and realized some vicissitudes of life?
Lu Xiaosan's eyes lit up.
After dispersing the vortex on his fingertips, he ran over and picked up a stone, digging a hole there.
Song Guo looked at Lu Xiaosan confused, not knowing what he was going to do.
The little boy had been busy for a long time before he dug a hole and filled it with some stones to form a grave.
Even Cao Weiying looked over with a strange expression.
Then, just like before, he stood in front of the grave with his sword behind his back.
"Ahem."
Lu Xiaosan coughed twice and worked up his emotions.
Then he put his hands behind his back and said with a vicissitude: "Pinecone, it's been a thousand years, and I'm back to see you."
"Ouch!"
Before Lu Xiaosan could finish his words, Song Guo, who finally realized what Lu Xiaosan was going to do, kicked him into the sea angrily.
Lu Xiaosan stood in the sea in embarrassment, looking at the pine cones on the island with a look of disbelief.
"How dare you kick me? Do you know who I am? Don't you know I can wield a sword?"
Song Guo raised his hand and pulled out the stone that had been erected as a tombstone and smashed it down.
Cao Weiying sat there and looked at this imaginative young man with a smile.
So why did Lu Xiaosan lose his temper?
Cao Weiying might have known, but he didn't say anything. He just turned his head and looked at Hai drinking.
