Qingjiao's surname is Xie, but instead of being called Xie Qingjiao, she is called Xie Beibei.
Such a name is obviously somewhat beyond Chen Qingshan's expectations.
After all, he has already lived in the warm clouds and lived in the cold mountains far away. However, with such a cute and cute name, even Chen Qingshan, who calls himself a little saint, is sitting on the top of the green mountain speechless.
When He Xie saw Chen Qingshan's expression, he fell silent for a moment and said softly: "It turns out you don't know much. I'm curious, how did you connect them together?"
It took Chen Qingshan a long time to calm down and said seriously: "Because she is somewhat similar to someone. When she was young, she couldn't tell, but when she grows up, she looks similar."
In fact, Chen Qingshan is not much older than Qingjiao.
It’s just that human stories often have a sense of isolation.
Looking at the sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys and girls, after a few years, when those familiar people meet again after a long absence, they will be full of surprise - you were still a child yesterday!
When Chen Qingshan joined the Youth League, Qingjiao was indeed just a girl.
He Xie raised his eyebrows and said, "Have you met Xie Cangsheng?"
Chen Qingshan said calmly: "I've seen it."
The Taoist turned his head and looked calmly towards the north of the world.
"Senior brother...Although Li Shi is younger than me, he is indeed a senior brother. At that time, senior brother thought that my eyesight was not good and I didn't see anything, but you also know that people with bad eyesight sometimes actually want to See something clearly.”
So everyone thought that the young man Chen Qingshan was lost in the lights of Huaidu, but in fact he could see clearly. After all, the purpose of his cultivation in the first place was to see clearly the green mountains in front of his house.
Le Chaotian told him to look farther and see the world.
"It's just that no one paid attention to those stories at that time. After all, senior brother is a member of Guanzong, and it is natural for Mr. Xuanxuyuan to want to have contact with Guanzong. Even later, Qingjiao came to Shanyue City, I didn’t even connect those stories, I even thought at that time that this was an ordinary and powerless story of love, hate, and hatred in the world.”
Chen Qingshan said sadly: "But I didn't expect that her background was so great. Xie Chaoyu, Xie Chunxue, fortunately, practitioners probably don't value blood relationships as much as the world does, otherwise they probably wouldn't know That green mountain in the world is lucky enough to bury me, Chen Qingshan."
He Xie stood silently in the wind, listening to the words behind Chen Qingshan, and sighed.
"You, Chen Qingshan, really don't have any shame."
"I don't even care about my life, why do I need shame?"
The top of the mountain fell silent, and only the sound of the river surged away.
"Is the temple master really that right in your heart?"
"It's not that the master is so right to me, but that the right master accepted the right disciple, so this story happened. Look, Zhang Xiaoyu, who forced you Donghai to hug together for warmth, isn't he still deviant? Because? He is the wrong person and the wrong story. Master should not have snatched him away from my uncle in the first place. I admit that his talent is better than mine, but this is still the only mistake in Master's life."
Chen Qingshan, who doesn't care, seems to be always confident.
He Xie didn't want to continue talking about these things with him. Some things were the world's business, but in the final analysis, they were still the business of their mountains and rivers.
Xie Cangsheng's matter is what needs attention in this world.
The leader of Jingtang Sword Sect directly changed the topic and looked at a certain green mountain in the distance of the East China Sea - that place had been destroyed by the sword's intention.
"Be it Xie Cangsheng or Qingjiao, speaking of which, I have watched them grow up in this world."
He Xie no longer dwelled on the grudges with Chen Qingshan and raised his hand to point in that direction.
"Going south, forty miles away, there is a town built on a tributary of the Tongtian River. A few years ago, it was quite prosperous. After all, there was not only a disciple of the Donghai Sword Sect like Qingjiao in it, but also some other people. , in the Land of Swordsmanship, having some very high-level sword cultivators is naturally worth talking about, but now you probably can’t see it. When His Majesty and Senior Cong Ren fought in the East China Sea, those overflowing The sword intent destroyed many places. If you were lucky, half of the town was buried. If you were unlucky, no one was left. Even though that town was lucky, not much was left after just this incident. ”
Chen Qingshan said softly: "It seems that the Donghai Sword Sect has really tried its best to help the East China Sea rebuild the human world, otherwise it would not know so clearly."
He Xie looked back at Chen Qingshan, wondering what the Taoist wanted to say.
Chen Qingshan just smiled and said, "I just want to praise you."
He Xie was speechless.
This Taoist had a way of asking me to see which child sat the most obedient and upright, which made the sword cultivator, whose hair had turned from gray to snow-white, quite unhappy.
But after all, he did not drag other swordsmen from the East China Sea. He could not defeat this Taoist. He Xie did not argue with Chen Qingshan and continued: "Xie Cangsheng seemed to have been forgotten in the East China Sea. He was still young at that time. A man lived in the town. One time when I passed by there, I saw him - I have to admit that this is indeed a good prospect. However, due to some things, I was not able to recruit him into the Sword Sect. Again. later......"
He Xie felt a little emotional and said softly: "Later on, he didn't like sword cultivators anymore."
Chen Qingshan raised his eyebrows and said, "Why?"
"Because Donghai didn't know which sword master was a swordsman, and he accidentally sent the sword to the world. Unfortunately, his wife was killed."
Chen Qingshan was silent for a while and said softly: "It is probably impossible to guess such things as fate. But why did he still let Qingjiao come to Jingtang Sword Sect?"
He Xie said slowly: "He probably doesn't even know he has a daughter."
Chen Qingshan nodded thoughtfully and said: "So that's it. It seems that when his wife died, he was not in the East China Sea, but in Qingtian Dao."
He Xie said softly: "Yes."
Chen Qingshan looked at the world quietly and said: "So later Jingtao Sword Sect took Qingjiao into the Sword Sect."
"Yes."
"Why do you know so well?"
He Xie was silent for a long time and said softly: "Because I entered the avenue more than 20 years ago and saw the realm of the cliff master in the human world."
Chen Qingshan looked strange and turned to look at the sword cultivator standing there.
If Chen Qingshan could have been in the East China Sea and heard the sword cultivator named He Xie and the sword cultivator named Zhu Yu sighing sadly about Qingjiao not coming back to celebrate the New Year, he would probably understand the emotions of many things better.
"Can I tell the story?"
Chen Qingshan said sincerely.
He Xie drew his sword and said, "Then I can only fight to the death."
The mountaintop fell silent again.
A certain mouse demon on the Nanyi River once asked a young man - If you feel guilty, why don't you die?
The answer is of course simple.
Greedy for life.
There is no one who doesn’t have some guilt in his heart.
But how many people die because of guilt?
He Xie pointed at Chen Qingshan with his sword.
"Qingtuan is dead. You have a strong view of the world. I, the Jingtao Sword Sect, don't have to tangle with you. But if Qingjiao dies, even if I die, I will not let you, Chen Qingshan, have an easy time."
Chen Qingshan quietly looked at the long sword that was placed in front of him very steadily, sighed softly, and said: "It turns out that the biggest background of that East China Sea woman is your Jingtao Sword Sect."
Que Yimen's divination operator is the master of one of the three temples in the world, and Xie Chunxue is a disciple of the Human Sword Sect.
It's just that these two people, no matter who they are, probably don't have any thoughts of caring for such a woman who has been separated for many generations.
But He Xie is different.
After all, just like some things he refused to say outright - he was the one who broke the situation back then.
No wonder the white hair is so white and so lonely.
"But people always have to die. Sometimes it's fate that plays a trick, sometimes it's because you're seeking death..." Chen Qingshan said calmly. The Taoist might have wanted to say something else, but he just glanced at He Xie and finally gave him some face and did not continue.
Of course He Xie also knew why Qingjiao appeared in Shanhe Temple.
The two members of the Jingtao Sword Sect fell silent.
After a long time, Chen Qingshan stood up again, looking at the downward path of the Sword Sect. Perhaps he was worried that this disciple of Shanhe Temple, Zhang Xiaoyu's senior brother, would do something unforgivable to his sect master. , many of the disciples of the Jingtao Sword Sect gathered there with swords and looked angry, and they seemed to be quite powerful.
As a well-known sword sect among the East China Sea Sword Sect, the Jingtao Sword Sect probably cannot be said to be a place for small cultivation in the human world, at least there are not a few practitioners who have reached the small Tao realm.
The mountain is full of swords.
Chen Qingshan looked down for a long time, then looked back at He Xie, and said with a soft smile: "Chen Qingshan is Chen Qingshan, Zhang Xiaoyu is Zhang Xiaoyu, don't think of me as him."
The Shanheguan Taoist said very sincerely: "At least I have no interest in people like you."
He Xie also looked at the Sword Sect disciples, remained silent for a while, and said: "You also know that not everyone will understand everything. From the perspective of the human world, whether it is Chen Qingshan or Zhang Xiaoyu, they are all They are just like a raccoon dog in the mountain and river view."
Chen Qingshan was silent for a while, then bent down to pick up the book he was using to pad his butt from the ground.
In fact, the full name of such a Taoist scroll is very long-winded, it is called "Zhuang Sheng·Miscellaneous Pian·Tianxia".
Chen Qingshan looked at the book in his hand quietly and said calmly: "If you must say it this way, in fact, you and I are just the same in the world."
He Xie looked at Chen Qingshan quietly and said slowly: "Why?"
"There is no difference in the world. It is nothing more than big similarities and small differences."
Chen Qingshan said calmly.
He Xie said nothing more.
But the Shanheguan Taoist looked at He Xie sincerely.
"I have one more thing I need your help with."
He Xie frowned.
...
The realm of the world's major cultivation place and the realm of the world's minor cultivation land are probably not the same.
Just like Qiu Xi'er once said, she is only in the Cliff Master Realm, just the Cliff Master Realm of Mojian Cliff, which is naturally different from the Cliff Master Realm in the human world.
For the people of Mojian Cliff, only those who can climb the Zhuojian Platform are called the cliff masters.
Just like the Six-fold Sword Cultivator in Bailu, the Lord of Bailu City, Qin Sang, who once practiced swordsmanship in the East China Sea, was no match for the Six-fold Sword Cultivator Shan Zhaoshui of the Human Sword Sect.
Although Chen Huaifeng was only a fourth-level swordsman, he was only from the Human Sword Sect, and he had the half-curtain wind and rain of Bai Fengyu. Such a swordsman was naturally much stronger than those Donghai swordsmen.
It's just that after all, he is not as good as the white-clothed sword cultivator on the sea cliff listening to the sword wind in the world.
Chen Huaifeng looked at the dull sword in front of him in silence. There were some faint marks on the sword body, which were left on it by a swordsman in white when he returned his sword.
Some things can actually be seen even if they are not explained.
For example, those seemingly unwritten marks, which seemed to be just random knocks by a swordsman in white, were clearly warning his senior brother - you have no control over Donghai's affairs.
Chen Huaifeng was silent for a long time, then finally raised his hand and covered the sword with the wind and rain sword intention, which made such a sword regain its luster.
Putting the sword in his hand back into the sheath, the sword cultivator probably needed a good rest, but he did not continue to send the sword to the East China Sea. He just sat quietly on the green mountain and looked up at the sky above the world.
A few days have passed since the sword wind spread out in the human world.
Chen Huaifeng rubbed the sword in his hand. There was the word "Senior Brother" on the sword.
These are the two words that the young man in Qingshang left to himself with emotion because of his words when he was in Tomb Mountain.
Time has not passed long, and even a century of people would not think that a year is very long.
It's just that the writing on it has become a little blurry.
This is certainly not the result of time.
It just means that such a senior Jianya is moving away from the world.
Chen Huaifeng silently looked at the empty sky, and then lowered his head sadly.
Senior brother and senior brother are of course different.
Qinglian and Chen Huaifeng are of course even more different.
So senior.
Chen Huaifeng asked softly to someone who was no longer alive.
"How on earth is he a senior brother?"
There is the sea breeze in the green mountains, the sword intention in the river, and the voices of the world in the distance are vaguely conveyed in the world.
But there was no such young man in green clothes holding a wine gourd who appeared in front of Chen Huaifeng. He spoke with emotion about those years, the past, and his senior brother's guilt and longing for his junior brother.
Chen Huaifeng lowered his head and shed tears silently.
I was wrong, junior brother.
If everything could happen again - Chen Huaifeng, who had felt countless times that if everything could go back to the March story in Nanyi City, he would still make that choice, finally changed his mind at this moment.
If everything could happen again.
He will not kill Liu Sanyue again, nor will he let Young Master Wubei explore a story that is wrong in the first place and will only push people into a bottomless river.
Maybe everything was right or wrong at that time.
But subsequent stories have proven that such a sword cultivator may indeed be completely wrong.
The world may not admit the mistakes it has made throughout its life.
But the world has to admit that this is his life.
Chen Huaifeng stuck the sword in his hand into the soil of the green mountain, then stood up with the sword in his hand, silently looking back at the south.
The South where everything has died.
The sword intention of Daohai Liudu left by Zhang Xiaoyu on the sword really made such a thirty-three-year-old sword cultivator feel disheartened.
Maybe Wolfberry Sword is really not good at being a senior brother.
Chen Huaifeng thought silently.
It’s better to go back to Qingtian Road.
It was only then that the sword cultivator turned around and was shocked to see two figures coming towards here.
One is a Taoist named Jiang Shanxue, and the other has a vague impression of a good-looking person like Shan Zhaoshui, a senior fellow from the Sword Sect. Anyone who has seen him once will probably have a hard time forgetting him.
Chen Huaifeng probably had a hard time understanding why two people like this would come together.
This is probably like a person from Nantuo and a person from Anning City in the north. Two people who have never traveled through Daze have a child because of a dream.
In fact, it's probably not that bizarre after all.
Jiang Shanxue originally followed Cheng Lu's traces. Such a Liuyun sword cultivator finally fled outside the pass. From the perspective of the trajectory, it is indeed possible that he passed near Huaidu.
Of course, Shan Zhaoshui has always been in Huaidu.
The world didn't know what happened in that night conversation with Kamigawa. Even a certain young man under the umbrella only knew that the sword cultivators from the Human Sword Sect left the Xianyue Platform and seemed to have gone to the desert.
But of course not all swordsmen like to go to the desert.
The sword of green mountains illuminates water. If there are no green mountains, how can it illuminate the water?
Jiang Shanxue met this Sword Sect disciple under a green mountain somewhere outside Huaidu.
At that time, Shan Zhaoshui was sighing melancholy. Although Jiang Shanxue didn't know what such a sword cultivator was sighing, at least he could recognize the sword intention of a Liudie sword cultivator.
Of course there is no need to elaborate on where the Six-fold Sword Cultivator, who had his sword name removed from his sword, came from.
The Taoist asked Shan Zhaoshui very strangely at that time.
"Senior brother, why are you sighing?"
This fifty-year-old sword cultivator with white hair on the temples glanced at Jiang Shanxue melancholy, and then said softly: "There is no human sword master in the world anymore, why do you think I am sighing?"
Jiang Shanxue stood there in a daze at that time.
Of course he didn't know what happened in Huaidu to cause such a sword cultivator to say this with great regret and melancholy.
But Shan Zhaoshui didn't say anything, he just stood up with his sword under the green mountain and looked at Jiang Shanxue seriously.
"So if you want to do something, you must remember one thing."
"What's up?"
"While you are young, while your blood is still cold, while your mind is still young. Don't be like some old swordsmen who have lived for hundreds of years, but don't remember that you are also a human being."
Jiang Shanxue felt that there was a profound hidden meaning in these words.
But the senior brother didn't say anything.
The two finally came to the East China Sea together.
Jiang Shanxue looked seriously at Chen Huaifeng, who was standing among countless remaining swords, and said sadly: "Why don't you try again, senior brother?"
