This sword cultivator from the Human Sword Sect, after testing the South Island with his sword, continued to lead him towards the trail behind the forest.
Xie Chunxue's hut is on the edge of this white flower floating island.
In fact, what she said was not wrong. The fish in the lake are probably not as easy to catch as the fish in the East China Sea.
When Nan Dao went to the clear pool behind the bamboo forest, there was basically nothing there except some swords and cliff pools. But this time, the young man saw many dried fish in the distance from the wooden house - this was perhaps the best proof.
Xie Chunxue walked to the wooden house holding the sword and stopped there, not knowing what she was looking at.
Nan Dao initially thought she was deep in thought, until the young man under the umbrella followed her gaze and saw a basin of unwashed clothes.
The young man understood something and stood there silently, not daring to say anything.
Xie Chunxue looked at it for a long time, then turned around with a soft smile and looked in the direction of the White Moon Mirror, probably looking for the figure of such a Taoist. Then he looked back, looked at the young man under the umbrella and said, "Look Some people don’t dare to come back today.”
Nan Dao was speechless. After a long time, he said softly: "Senior Ye..."
When Xie Chunxue heard the word "senior", she turned around sadly, held her sword in her arms and walked toward the seaside with a sigh.
The young man originally wanted to say that since Ye Zhuliu was missing a generation Guan master, he should be busy.
Suddenly I heard Xie Chunxue sighing. I didn't know what it meant for a moment, so I stopped talking and followed him silently.
Xie Chunxue stood on the beach, looking at the vast sea under the white moon. After looking at it for a long time, he said slowly: "You should call me senior sister and senior brother, not senior."
Nan Dao then remembered that when he was in Yatan, Xie Chunxue said that he didn't want to be called senior.
After all, for a woman, approximate age does matter.
Especially in the story of Xie Chunxue and Ye Zhuliu.
Nan Dao thought for a while, looked at the woman in white standing by the sea rock, and shouted again.
"Thank you, senior sister."
A certain great-grandmother of a Taoist sect turned around, smiled, looked at Nan Dao, and said, "This is right."
Nan Dao was silent.
Xie Chunxue turned back and said softly: "And even if you want to call me senior, you probably won't have much chance to call me."
Nan Dao looked at the woman in white in surprise, took two steps forward holding an umbrella, frowned and said, "Senior sister...what's wrong?"
Xie Chunxue said melancholy: "We haven't seen each other for a long time, and you have already entered the path. Who has the nerve to say that sentence of "senior" with a shy face in front of you?"
The so-called long time no see is, of course, just an opening remark.
"..."
Nan Dao originally thought that something was going to happen to Xie Chunxue, but in the end he heard such words, and he was probably really helpless. After standing under the umbrella and looking at Xie Chunxue for a long time, Nan Dao also asked: "So why did Senior Sister ask me to come here?"
Xie Chunxue turned back and looked at the young man under the umbrella for a long time, her expression gradually becoming serious. After a long time, she said slowly: "You are walking too fast."
Nan Dao looked at her with some confusion. He really didn't quite understand the meaning of such a sentence.
In fact, this was not the first time he heard such a sentence.
After standing there in deep thought for a long time, Nan Dao said softly: "Senior sister, what do you mean by this?"
Xie Chunxue said calmly: "At your current speed, you will be able to enter the avenue next year."
Nan Dao was silent for a while and said, "Is there anything wrong with this?"
Xie Chunxue turned around, looked at the vast sea of the world, and said softly: "Of course there is nothing wrong. Even people from Chapter 19 will not say anything bad. The world always has a lot of praise for the ultimate things. of....."
As Xie Chunxue said that, she stopped and stood there quietly, seeming to be hesitating about something.
Nan Dao didn't speak and waited quietly.
After a long time, Xie Chunxue sighed and then said softly: "But the problem is that you are walking on a path that has not been proven yet."
There was a second sigh in the East China Sea.
"So Senior Sister is talking about me?"
Nan Dao turned his head and looked aside. A peach blossom dressed in white appeared on the seaside. The big and bright peach blossom on his face was trembling in the sea breeze - probably also meant to sigh.
Peach blossom has not appeared in the world for a long time.
Xie Chunxue looked back at Taohua and said calmly: "In the past thousand years on the twelfth floor, no one has actually stepped through the Heavenly Gate. Do you think this is really the reason why the people from Heavenly Hell are hunting?"
Nan Dao and Tao Hua didn't say anything, they just stood there quietly.
Xie Chunxue softened her tone and said softly: "Perhaps there are indeed some elements of heaven and hell mixed in. It's just that the avenue has been able to reach an extremely powerful height for two thousand years. The twelfth floor should not be like this."
What Xie Chunxue said is certainly true.
Heavenly Prison and the Twelfth Floor were born together.
However, for thousands of years, people in the world often only see the Heavenly Prison but not the Twelfth Floor. This may indeed be the reason why people on the Twelfth Floor tend to forget themselves. They don't even know it, let alone others.
But there shouldn't really be no sound at all - except for the incident of Qingtian Daobai Fengyu a hundred years ago.
In fact, if the conflicts within Qingtian Tao had not broken out, probably the world would not have heard of such a Taoist story.
Xie Chunxue continued: "Originally we didn't have too much suspicion about this, until..."
The Nine-fold Sword Cultivator turned around, holding the Snow White Sword in his arms, and quietly looked in the direction of the white moon mirror.
Nan Dao seemed to understand something and said in a deep voice: "You Chunshan?"
Xie Chunxue said calmly: "Yes. That is His Majesty's suspicion about something."
Nan Dao stood there in shock.
Although this young man knew that it was Your Majesty's intention when You Chunshan went to Tiangong Division for treatment, he only thought it was because His Majesty happened to be in Qingtian Dao, and Qingtian Dao was just repaying You Chunshan's kindness in bringing Jiang Shanxue back.
He never thought that there was such a story behind it.
"After thousands of years on the twelfth floor of the human world, no one has ever set foot on the Heavenly Gate. A young man like this walked up like that. No matter who sees such a thing in the South Island, they will find it extremely strange."
Xie Chunxue spoke very calmly, but behind those calm words, there were many heart-stopping implications.
"A few days ago, Queyimen rewrote the underlying logic of the Mirror of Deduction. On a whim, I asked them to figure out what happened to the East China Sea blacksmith."
Nan Dao was silent for a while and asked softly: "Then what?"
"There is no such person in the world."
Xie Chunxue said calmly and turned to look at Nandao.
"You are like an orphan, raised from birth."
Nan Dao stood there blankly.
Not only Nan Dao, but also the peach blossoms on the side trembled all over. The peach blossoms on their faces shook violently, and they suddenly looked at the woman in white who was talking calmly.
The young man seemed to suddenly remember something, and took out a case file from his arms - something that Liu Qinghe, the Lord of Heavenly Prison, had personally given to him when he left Huaidu.
This is Heaven Prison's record about such a blacksmith from the East China Sea.
But when the young man took it out, he didn't open the case file as if he didn't want to look for writing on the stone in the white flower forest.
As if knowing what the young man wanted to prove, the sea breeze came from afar and slowly blew the case file open.
The young man thought he would see an empty book, but he didn't.
On that case file, the handwriting clearly recorded the traces left by a blacksmith named Nanchuan in the world.
——In the 953rd year of Dafeng calendar, he was born in a family that has been making swords for generations in the small town of Donghai. He smelted iron and made swords since he was a child, and later learned swordsmanship from the Donghai Sword Sect, and returned after a year...
The young man stared blankly at the records, and then excitedly handed the case file to Xie Chunxue.
"This is the record of Heavenly Prison, senior sister..."
Xie Chunxue did not look at such a case file, but said calmly: "In the nine hundred and eighty-third year of the Great Wind Calendar, there was a swordsman sharpening his sword at the foot of a cliff. In one day, he developed the supreme swordsmanship and ascended to the sky."
The young man looked at Xie Chunxue blankly, wondering what she meant.
Xie Chunxue said softly: "But you and I both know that there is no such sword cultivator in the world. So no matter how clear the records in the Tianjing's case files are, without historical facts, these are just some stories, nothing more than life on paper. "
Nan Dao stood there in silence, lowering his head and silently looking at the case file in his hand.
Xie Chunxue turned back and slowly closed the case file in the young man's hand.
"This is meaningless, Nandao. In fact, when Liu Qinghe hands you such a case file, you should understand that this is meaningless."
Nan Dao didn't know why, but he suddenly remembered what Cao Weiying had said when he was talking about Le Chaotian's sword attack outside Tianshangzhen Lake.
There is nothing in the world, it is called the sword in the heart.
Such a case file has probably become a different kind of sword in the heart.
Nan Dao looked at the case file in his hand for a long time, but did not do anything. After looking at it for a long time, he took it back into his arms.
Xie Chunxue raised her eyebrows and looked at Nan Dao, and said softly: "I thought you did something very out of control."
Nan Dao smiled bitterly, probably telling a cold joke: "I am no longer a fourteen-year-old or fifteen-year-old boy."
Because he is sixteen years old.
"..."
Xie Chunxue was speechless.
Nan Dao's expression gradually calmed down. He stood on the seaside with an umbrella and a sword, and said slowly: "Speaking of which, this reminds me of the woman named Xu Chunhua when I was in Huaidu."
The young man looked at the world with a sigh, blowing the sea breeze.
"Because when she first got to know me, it was in the book that Chen He wrote randomly, so sometimes she would call me the boy who came out of the book."
"That's really what it is now."
The young man said it with emotion, but he didn't mean anything sad.
Instead, he lowered his head and smiled softly and said, "This is good. At least now I only have to look ahead."
The stories going forward are all stories in books and can be written by others.
Xie Chunxue looked at the young man in amazement for a long time, and then said after a long time: "I didn't expect you to be able to see so clearly now."
It was a rare moment for the young man to show off his literary talent, and he said a certain phrase that he didn't know where he had heard.
"If you don't have hatred in your eyes, you don't believe that there are white heads in the world. You are happy and happy... To be precise, starting from Senior Sister Lu Xiaoxiao, this world has been trying to treat each other with kindness."
The young man smiled softly and said: "Whether it is true kindness or fake kindness, in the final analysis, this is a story that makes it difficult for people to feel hatred in their hearts. Of course, I don't deny that some people still stubbornly think that people like me You should die, but this is always the case in the world. Sometimes you can see wind and snow, and sometimes you can see spring on the branches."
Such a paragraph made Xie Chunxue speechless. She turned her head away in shame and said, "Come to think of it, in fact, I am not well-intentioned today."
Nan Dao said calmly: "I can see it. Senior sister thinks that I am walking too fast. If I get to the end and find that the story on the twelfth floor is false from beginning to end, I am worried that my Taoist heart will be broken, thus hurting the world. .”
The young man raised his head over the edge of the umbrella, looked at the fisherman who was full of sorrow and guilt, and said sincerely: "This is necessary, pertinent, and extremely correct."
Taohua, who had been standing quietly aside, added softly: "The fish cannot escape from the abyss."
Everything, of course, must live within rules.
Xie Chunxue turned back, holding the sword, facing the sea, and took a long breath.
"Sometimes we still treat you as a teenager, maybe it is wrong. A sixteen-year-old can indeed have his own cognition and ideas. After all, you stand at thirty and squat at fifteen."
Xie Chunxue laughed softly.
"You can already walk on earth just fine."
The evening breeze blew the floating island of white flowers, and the three of us, or two of us, stood quietly by the seaside with one mind at a time.
It took a long time before Xie Chunxue started talking about the twelfth floor again.
"As for such a so-called path of selflessness and selflessness, even Your Majesty may not be sure. It may be right, but people in the world are often not able to reach that step. You are the most talented person in the world today. People, even the white wind and rain back then, are like a bad joke in front of you. So you need to figure it out for yourself. "
Nan Dao bowed with an umbrella and said seriously: "Thank you, senior sister, for reminding me."
Peach Blossom stood aside. With such a peach blossom on his face but no facial features, no one could tell what he was thinking. But at this moment, he turned to look at Xie Chunxue and said softly: "So senior sister, what do you think is the problem?"
Xie Chunxue raised her eyebrows and said, "I'm not from the twelfth floor. You ask me, how do I know?"
This woman in white is indeed just a pure swordsman and a fanatical fisherman.
Taohua said nothing more, bowed to Xie Chunxue, and then was slowly blown away by the sea breeze.
Nan Dao stood there thinking for a long time, but did not figure out such a thing. Maybe he would have to ask His Majesty to find out. Therefore, he did not continue to think about it. After hesitating for a while, he said to Xie Chunxue. Another thing happened.
"Senior sister, have you seen my junior brother and nephew?"
Xie Chunxue smiled softly, looked at the other side of the White Flower Island, and said, "Are you talking about the little sword fairy Lu Xiaosan in the world?"
"..." Although Nan Dao felt a little ashamed, he still nodded and said, "Yes."
Xie Chunxue left the beach with the sword in her arms, walked towards the wooden house, and said softly: "I did see him once, not long ago. It was about the end of May."
At that time, the young boy was probably writing about Lu Lang coming again.
Nan Dao looked back at Xie Chunxue and asked, "Sister, do you know where they went?"
Xie Chunxue stopped, stood at the door of the hut holding the sword, tilted his head and thought for a while, and said: "I don't know, but..."
The woman looked back at Nan Dao, smiled slightly and said: "People in this world will naturally only stay in this world."
Nan Dao did not continue to ask.
For the young man, some things just need to be determined as to when they landed on such an island.
Just looking at Xie Chunxue's back, Nan Dao suddenly mentioned another thing.
"In the future, there will be no human sword sect in the world."
Such a question indeed made such a woman full of melancholy.
After a long time, Xie Chunxue slowly answered such a question.
"Maybe."
However, Nandao doesn't understand what maybe is.
If it is, it is not, if it is not, it is not, maybe it is, what is it?
However, Xie Chunxue seemed to know what the young man was thinking. He walked into the room and said calmly: "The Human Sword Sect, the Human Sword Sect, comes for the human world, that's why it is called the Human Sword Sect. If it is not the case, then in What’s the difference between absence and absence?”
Nan Dao was silent for a long time, but finally understood.
So probably from the moment after Cong Ren died and the Human Sword Sect became the banner of rebellion in the south, such a Sword Sect has disappeared.
They have been standing high for too long.
Even though he is walking in this world like a common person.
but.
They still stood high for too long.
The title of leader of the Sword Sect made them forget a lot of things.
I have forgotten that the reason why a Jianya disciple named Xieqiao left the East China Sea to go to Nanyi City was because such a high cliff was too high, too lonely and too lonely.
"I see."
The young man said sadly.
Xie Chunxue didn't say anything else, but there were some very rustling sounds coming from the hut, as if this woman was rummaging for something.
The young man stood strangely in the dusk, looked at it for a long time, and asked softly: "What is senior sister doing?"
"I remember there was a big washboard. I don't know where it went. I wanted to look for it."
Xie Chunxue's voice came from the hut.
Nan Dao asked with some confusion: "Sister, why are you looking for a washboard?"
"Children should stop interfering in adult matters."
"..."
Nan Dao remained silent for a moment, then turned around and walked along the way he came.
Until I saw a Taoist man pacing there hesitantly on the white flower forest road.
The young man finally understood why he was looking for a big washboard.
