When You Chunshan saw such a white moon mirror for the first time, he probably had the same expression as that of a young Lingnan boy.
Such a young man might be more excited.
He even moved out of the wheelchair and lay on the side of the boat, raking the water with his hands, wishing he could go to such an island of white flowers now.
In fact, Yu Chaoyun and Nan Dao were not much better.
Although the three of them had seen many incredible things in Tiangong Division, after sailing on the vast sea for so long, a white moon floating on the sea suddenly appeared in their field of vision. It was undoubtedly an extremely shocking thing. .
The girl from Qingtian Dao stood at the bow of the ship with her sword box in her arms, looking at the bright moon on the sea made of a missing door. After a long time, she whispered to herself: "What did Qingtian Dao lose back then?" What?"
The story of Qingtian Dao falling apart and splitting into three is naturally familiar to the spiritual world.
Just as everyone thought, even if Yu Chaoyun himself was a member of the Qingtian Dao, he just thought that he was just some high-level practitioners who had left.
A place like Qingtian Road probably doesn't lack these things.
But such a story is obviously not that simple for Qingtian Dao.
It is not only a book of Taoist interpretations like "The Collection of Human World Supplementary Records", but also includes many human civilizations that have been at the forefront of the world.
Probably only the South Island is calmer.
Perhaps it was because before leaving Huaidu, Song Yingxin took him to visit such a place full of drawings.
The young man just stood on the boat holding an umbrella and looked over there with some amazement.
Of course some things cannot be rushed.
Even if You Chunshan even used his own insufficient divine sea, the boat still took a long time to finally approach the white flower floating island.
This young man from Donghai jumped onto the island with his feet firmly on his feet. Yu Chaoyun looked helplessly at You Chunshan's back and helped him move his wheelchair from the boat.
It's a pity that You Chunshan was really too excited. Like an excited monkey, he skipped along the white flower paths towards the depths.
After all, I only have one leg, so it's just difficult to maintain balance.
Nan Dao walked out of the boat holding an umbrella. After thinking about it, he found a stone on the edge of the island and tied the boat there. Then he followed the two of them and walked forward.
Just as he was walking, the young man's expression became strange. He stopped and looked suspiciously towards the edge of the white flower forest.
There are some rocks on the edge of the island, one of which is very tall and flat.
Of course, for Nan Dao, what made him stop was certainly not that kind of stone.
But the writings on the stone.
——Arouse the bright moon one day, and shine on my arms full of ice and snow. The little sword fairy in the world, Lu Xiaosan, is here to visit.
No one knows what emotions passed through the mind of the boy under the umbrella when he saw this scene.
When Yu Chaoyun turned around, he only saw that the young uncle's eyes were wide open, like a stupid fish that suddenly jumped over the gate of heaven and saw an immortal.
"Master uncle? Master uncle?"
Yu Chaoyun called Nan Dao several times, but the young man didn't seem to hear him. He just stood there in a daze, looking at the stone.
Yu Chaoyun hesitated for a moment and looked at You Chunshan who was skipping away in front of him. After thinking about it, he still called him, then let go of the wheelchair and walked toward the South Island with the sword box in his arms.
"Call here, bring up the bright moon, and shine it on my arms full of ice and snow - the little sword fairy in the world... Lu Xiaosan is here for a visit. The sword fairy!"
When Yu Chaoyun looked at the writings on the stones, he also showed an expression of extreme surprise, but he felt a little weird.
"Is there really a sword immortal in the world? But the name Lu Xiaosan seems familiar to me."
Nan Dao stood there in a daze, as if he didn't hear the Qingtian Dao girl talking to herself, and just looked down slowly.
"The whale has not yet swallowed the sea, but the sword energy has already faded - the younger generation is overjoyed, but it is a pity that we have not seen the grace of our predecessors, the Sword Immortal, but I am fascinated by it, so I will keep it."
"Junior?"
Yu Chaoyun muttered such words.
"Could we have seen the footprints of a certain swordsman and his followers hundreds of years ago? What's underneath?"
Yu Chaoyun continued to look down.
"I hope that one day I can take a bite of the moon. It's the moon, not a mooncake! But it can be egg yolk crisp - pinecone."
The Qingtian Dao girl's eyes gradually opened wider than Nan Dao's.
He is a swordsman and a moon eater. It is difficult for Yu Chaoyun not to think about some very amazing things.
She seemed to have seen such a picture.
Hundreds of years ago, there was a sword fairy in white who came under the moon with his sword, and landed on the bank of the rocks. Seeing the bright moon shining on him one day, he was full of ice and snow, so he lamented that it was too cold at high places, and left such a sentence casually.
However, the young man beside him did not have such thoughts. After a long silence, he slowly walked forward, smiled softly, and raised his hand to caress such a stone tablet.
"Uncle, be careful!"
When Yu Chaoyun saw this scene, he subconsciously wanted to remind his uncle to be careful.
Nan Dao turned back and looked at Yu Chaoyun quietly.
The girl from Qingtian Dao said very seriously: "I know that uncle, you are very talented and have a very high level, but what if it is really something left by the Sword Immortal..."
Just as Yu Chaoyun was talking, he stopped in a daze.
Because she saw the young man standing under the light of the white moon, with something very crystal clear in his eyes.
"Uncle, what are you doing?"
Yu Chaoyun asked with some confusion.
The young man smiled softly, perhaps with a look of relief and joy in his eyes. He turned back, looked at the stone, and said softly: "He is my nephew."
For a moment, Yu Chaoyun finally remembered why he thought the name Lu Xiaosan sounded familiar.
She may or may not have heard of him, but another young man named Lu Xiaoer is often mentioned by You Chunshan.
That boy who only knows the water realm is indeed Nan Dao's nephew.
Lu Xiaoer, Lu Xiaosan, could there be Lu Xiaosi and Lu Xiaowu?
"What about Le Chaotian?"
Yu Chaoyun asked in confusion.
The young man's hand stopped at that sentence and said softly: "He is my junior brother."
"Master uncle's nephew and junior brother are both sword immortals?"
Yu Chaoyun still didn't get rid of the impression at first sight and asked subconsciously.
Just asking the question made me feel a little stupid.
Nan Dao retracted his hand and said very gently: "No, Lu Xiaosan is just a small Lingnan swordsman, and Le Chaotian's sword skills are terrible, but they are all very happy people. Happy to the sky, happy to the sky. "
Yu Chaoyun looked at the young man under the umbrella with some surprise.
This was the first time she heard Nan Dao speak in such a tone.
Nan Dao just stood there and watched with tears in his eyes. Perhaps he didn't notice that his tone became very gentle and soft.
You Chunshan, who had been skipping forward, finally ran back unwillingly and looked at the two people standing next to a stone, probably very puzzled.
"What are you doing?"
Yu Chaoyun looked back at You Chunshan, thought for a moment, and pointed to the stone.
"We seem to have seen something left by your senior brother's junior brother."
This sentence was very convoluted, and You Chunshan was a little confused. Where did he get his senior brother? Who is his senior brother?
But when he looked at the stone, he was stunned.
"Lu Xiaosan? Is that the little boy that Senior Brother Xiaoer mentioned who often committed bad offenses and was beaten by their master on his knees until his butt was swollen to the sky?"
"..."
Yu Chaoyun had to admit that when You Chunshan said this, the image of the Moonlight Sword Immortal in his imagination suddenly collapsed.
Although Nan Dao has denied it, he only said that he was a happy young boy, not a mean boy.
Nan Dao chuckled softly and said, "It's true. The third nephew is often beaten until he cries for his father and mother."
Yu Chaoyun sighed melancholy and said, "Uncle Master, it's better not to say anything."
Sure enough, it couldn't be more beautiful than imagined.
I thought I could catch a glimpse of the swordsman.
But it turned out to be just the ramblings of a naughty little girl.
You Chunshan looked at the stone with a strange expression and said, "Were they here before?"
Nan Dao also thought of such a question, and continued to look down. After the sentence about "wanting to eat the moon" from pine cones, there was another sentence. Compared with the previous ones, the handwriting was clearer, probably written later.
And indeed it is.
That sentence is exactly - Where did Taoist Xiuyue go, Lu Lang, who was there before, is here again.
In other words, Lu Xiaosan came here again later.
It's a pity that after this, there is no writing.
The young man held an umbrella and surrounded the stone. He searched everywhere for a long time, but could not see any other writings. The young man was probably a little unwilling to give up, so he searched for a long time among the nearby stones. Unfortunately, there was probably only one such stone. There are some handwritings.
Yu Chaoyun was a little confused about what Nandao was looking for, but You Chunshan suddenly understood. He stood there holding the wheelchair, looking deeply at the figure of the young man who was searching everywhere, and said softly: "Uncle Master Do you want to find your senior sister's handwriting?"
Nan Dao stopped, looked at an empty stone in front of him quietly, and said softly: "Yes."
Those words are, of course, the nonsense words of some young boys with bad taste.
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But the young man knew very well that the fact that these handwritings appeared here, even more than once, at least meant that Lu Xiaosan and the others might have left Lingnan.
Yu Chaoyun finally understood. Looking at the forest of white flowers in the distance, there were of course some island rocks lying horizontally in the forest.
The Qingtian Dao girl said very seriously: "I'll help my uncle search there."
This may be a good suggestion. After all, it is better for the young man to search for it alone than for three people to search together.
But You Chunshan grabbed Yu Chaoyun's Taoist robe and pulled her back, but he didn't say anything, just stood there quietly.
Before Yu Chaoyun understood what You Chunshan meant, he saw Nan Dao holding an umbrella and returning to the stone with words on it, and said softly: "No need."
Yu Chaoyun was a little confused.
Nan Dao stood under the umbrella, turned his head, and looked at the stretching forest of white flowers with soft eyes.
"Just think that Senior Sister and the others did leave writings there."
The young man said softly and looked back at the stone with writing on it.
"It's just that we didn't find it."
You Chunshan said sincerely: "Yes."
Yu Chaoyun reacted and said nothing more.
Nan Dao stood quietly in front of the stone monument.
Of course, the story of Lingnan did not last long.
So of course the young man remembered what Lu Xiaosan and Le Chaotian had said about one person and two dogs wandering around the world.
Nan Dao did not continue to think about it. He just held an umbrella and walked back to the white flower path and walked forward.
"Let's go to Queyimen. Since Lu Xiaosan and the others have been here, maybe the seniors of Queyimen will know their whereabouts."
It doesn’t matter if you don’t know.
At least they might actually be wandering happily around the world.
You Chunshan sat back on the wheelchair. After this, his excitement had subsided a little. Looking at the White Moon Mirror behind the white flower forest, he felt a little uneasy.
Yu Chaoyun also noticed You Chunshan's thoughts. While pushing the wheelchair forward, he comforted him in a very serious and soft voice: "It's okay..."
You Chunshan nodded.
...
Nan Dao really never thought that he would see Xie Chunxue here.
The three of them walked all the way through the white flower forest. At the end of the white flower forest road, they saw a very familiar woman in white, holding the sword of white snow, standing under the tree with a smile.
"Long time no see, Nandao."
The young man under the umbrella stopped there in surprise.
"Thank you, senior? Why are you here?"
Xie Chunxue looked as usual and just smiled and said: "The fish in the lake are too difficult to catch, but the ones in the East China Sea are easier to catch, so I came here."
Such a sentence probably wouldn't make the young man believe it.
Although You Chunshan and Yu Chaoyun on the side did not know the origin of the female swordsman in white in front of them, they just looked at the extremely unusual sword and understood that this was probably another big shot in the world.
The two of them bowed politely.
"I've met senior."
At the same time, behind the white flowers, there was the sound of hurried footsteps, and a very young-looking Taoist hurriedly walked out from behind, probably wanting to carry some mysterious airs, and hurriedly Stand under the white flower tree, put your hands up in front of you.
"I have been waiting here for a long time..."
Before the Taoist finished speaking, Xie Chunxue pricked his ears.
"Have you finished washing the clothes?"
Ye Zhuliu said with a sad face: "A guest is coming."
Nan Dao looked at the two of them with a strange expression, and his eyes fell on Xie Chunxue's white clothes.
How can there be white clothes in the world that are not stained by filth?
It’s just that there are swordsmen who are diligent in scrubbing.
When Zhang Xiaoyu was covered in blood, he just ran to the lake to take a bath.
Yu Chaoyun and You Chunshan were a little confused about what was going on, so they both looked at Nan Dao who was standing there with a strange expression.
The young man was silent for a while and bowed to Ye Zhufang.
"I've met Senior Ye."
Nan Dao Ziran and Ye Zhuliu only met once.
It's just that Lu Xiaoer naturally told him what happened at the lakeside.
When Yu Chaoyun and You Chunshan saw this, they quickly imitated him, saluted and said, "I have met Senior Ye."
Ye Zhuliu's ear was still in Xie Chunxue's hand.
After all, this is Xie Chaoyu's direct disciple. Xie Chunxue finally let go of his hand, still looking at the three of them with a smile, and said: "This is the lack of a acting temple master. If you have any problems, you can contact him."
You Chunshan didn't know why, but when facing these two Dao cultivators, he subconsciously said something.
"Can I let him wash my clothes even if they are dirty?"
"..."
As soon as he said this, everyone in the house was shocked.
Yu Chaoyun quickly covered You Chunshan's mouth and apologized to Xie Chunxue and Ye Zhuliu.
"I'm sorry, senior, he is mentally ill..."
You Chunshan does have a brain disease, but it has been cured. The sentence he just said may be because he suddenly fell ill after seeing this weird scene.
The Taoist stood there silently, his ears were a little red, and he didn't know whether it was from being pinched or because of something else.
Xie Chunxue said seriously: "No."
As for why it didn't work, the sword cultivator of the Human Sword Sect didn't say it out loud, but everyone probably knew it.
Ye Zhuliu probably didn't want this very weird scene to continue, so he squeezed out a smile, looked at You Chunshan who was sitting there, and said: "The purpose of your visit is already known to Que Yimen, but I don't know the Tiangong Division's drawings." Where is it?"
Only then did You Chunshan and Yu Chaoyun remember the business. The Qingtian Dao girl carefully took out the sword box and placed it on You Chunshan's lap. Then she opened the sword box and took out the blueprint from inside.
Nan Dao stood aside, looking at Ye Zhuliu, hesitating for a moment, and then asked softly: "Can a missing person really create such a mechanized heart?"
Ye Zhuliu said calmly: "You need to see it before you can understand it clearly. After all, this is the design of the Tiangong Division, and I have never been exposed to it. We can't be sure what it is like."
Xie Chunxue smiled slightly and stood under the tree holding Yang Chunjian and said, "If you can't make it, you'll have to wash the clothes tomorrow."
"..."
The missing Taoist seemed to have suddenly become deaf. As if he had not heard Xie Chunxue's words, he looked at You Chunshan and Yu Chaoyun and said, "You two, follow me into the temple."
When You Chunshan heard such words, he became excited again. Looking at the hanging steps leading to the White Moon Mirror, he seriously confirmed: "Can we also go inside?"
Ye Zhuliu smiled slightly.
"Of course..."
Before he finished speaking, his ears were pinched again.
"Did you hear that?"
Ye Zhuliu looked at Xie Chunxue with a sad face, and said feebly: "I heard it, I heard it, I heard it with both ears."
Xie Chunxue then let go of Ye Zhuliu's ears, looked at Nandao with a smile, and said, "Come with me."
Nan Dao breathed a sigh of relief and quickly followed Xie Chunxue towards the back of the white flower forest.
After all, the scene in front of me was indeed too scary.
Are men's ears just for women?
Isn’t it said that love is like spring branches, fragrant butterflies, dusk moon, evening wind and clouds?
The young man held an umbrella and walked silently on the white flower path. He had just walked a short distance when a sword wind suddenly rose in the forest.
Nan Dao raised his head in surprise. White flowers were falling all over the forest. The sword of white snow had been unsheathed at some point, passing through countless white flowers and heading straight for the young man's face.
Although he didn't know what this meant, Nan Dao quickly pulled out the Peach Blossom Sword.
The sound of sword clanging continued.
However, the momentum of the Sword in the Forest has ceased.
The Yangchun Baixue Sword stopped in front of Nan Dao and was stopped by a blue-black sword.
Xie Chunxue looked at the scattered fine snow under the young man's umbrella with a slight smile, took back his sword and put it into its sheath.
"This sword is the sword of the upper realm."
