Great Blue Night Watchman

Li Daonian drank half a bottle of wine, slowly took the bottle away, and locked his sharp eyes firmly on Lin Su's eyes: "I have also heard about brother's romantic methods, so I have something to say to brother!"

"Brother Li, it's okay to say it!" Lin Su said.

"Everyone has his or her own way. As a scholar, you may wish to be an official in a high cabinet or a teahouse to be mediocre and elegant. On the path of spiritual practice, you must not get involved, let alone break the rules."

Lin Su smiled slightly: "There are ten thousand ways under the way of heaven, but all of them are feasible if you have wisdom. The way of heaven does not stipulate that if a person only walks on the literary way, he cannot enter the spiritual way. However, Brother Li said there are rules. This rule...could it be that Xiongtai Custom?"

Li Daonian slowly leaned forward: "I don't bother to argue with you, you just need to understand that it is enough."

His voice was slow and soothing, but as he leaned down, it was like a high mountain was slowly pressing down, and the pressure was so huge that even the wind could not survive it.

But Lin Su raised his eyes, still like a spring breeze: "Which point?"

"In the world of martial arts, those who know the current affairs are heroes, and the fools who do not know the current affairs will end up with death!"

Lin Su smiled: "Those who understand the current affairs are heroes! This statement is indeed true, not only in the world of rivers and lakes? It is also true in the palace! But... what my brother said is that the fools who do not understand the current affairs are your surname? Lin or Li?"

Li Daonian suddenly stood up straight!

His body together was like a long sword standing in the void, with the sword's intention filling the sky!

The strong wind blew and the two puppet maids were rolled out of the pavilion!

But Lin Su was still as calm as a spring breeze. With his hands, he lifted the wine glass on the table to his lips.

"Lin Su, are you betting that I won't kill you in Yaochi?" Li Daonian's voice was extremely cold.

"No!" Lin Su took a sip of wine: "I'm not betting on whether you dare or not, but whether you can or not!"

Can or cannot?

Li Daonian's pupils slowly shrank: "Is this a challenge?"

"Calculate!"

choke!

Li Daonian suddenly drew his sword!

If he was still a little worried before, worried about Yaochi's laws and not being able to attack him, now the obstacle has been cleared, because Lin Su is challenging him, and he clearly answered with one word: Forget it!

Since it is a challenge, there are no obstacles!

Even if as the host, the etiquette of touching guests is not supported, but the rules on the spiritual path support it, this is enough!

As soon as Li Daochang's sword came out, the whole world suddenly became blurred.

The sky is blue and the fields are vast...

The vegetation is like a severe winter.

Human life is like a piece of grass.

The wind all over the sky turned into thousands of small swords. These small swords are the Cangwu Sword Way, the Cangwu Sword Way, the way of the sword world!

On the distant Qindao, Yu Xiaoyao's expression suddenly changed. He stood up suddenly and stepped across the sky with one step...

However, Li Daonian drew his sword in front and she started behind, so it was impossible to arrive in the first place anyway.

Seeing that Lin Su was about to be defeated by this sword...

Suddenly, Lin Su's eyebrows lighted up...

Yuechi Garden suddenly changed...

Around Yuechi Garden, two peaks rise at the same time, and a city tightly blocks the surrounding areas...

On the city wall, there was a person dressed in white as snow, it was Lin Su.

Lin Su Xiaoyao placed the flute between his lips. As soon as he played it, a wonderful piece of music that Yu Xiaoyao had never heard resounded through Yaochi!

The music is carefree.

The music is chic and unparalleled.

The music is like a storm in the world.

The music is also a ray of free spirit in the troubled world.

With the sound of music, Li Daonian's Cang Mang swordsmanship was suddenly washed to pieces. Once the artistic conception was broken, not a single one of the Cang Mang Thirteen Swords could be fired!

Just when Li Daonian's whole body was shaken, a golden-armored general suddenly appeared on the top of the peak and yelled: "The bow is like a thunderbolt!"

Chi!

An arrow flew towards Li Daonian's eyebrows!

Li Dao raised his sword sharply, and the thousands of small swords that filled the vast sword path were absorbed into this sword at the same time, blocking it hard!

boom……

Li Daonian flew away, passed the moon pool, and hit the mountain peak behind. Above the mountain peak, there was mud and sand. Half of Li Daonian's body was sunk into the mud. The jade crown that bound his hair was broken into pieces. His hair was disheveled. He couldn't believe it at all.

The golden light between Lin Su's brows closed, and the surrounding area returned to its original state. He seemed to have never left the pavilion at all. The wine glass in his hand did not even put down. He moved it to his lips and took another sip.

There was a flash of golden light in the sky, like a lotus blooming in the sky.

The next moment, Yu Xiaoyao fell through the air.

Her eyes were wide open.

When she was on Qindao, she suddenly saw the sword light from Yuechiyuan, which made her break out in cold sweat. Oh my god, the senior brother had attacked him.

But what did she see when she arrived?

He drank leisurely in the attic, while the eldest brother almost buried himself alive with disheveled hair.

Is this still senior brother?

Li Daonian was truly ashamed to death at this moment.

Anyone is always particularly concerned about their image in front of the person they love, especially when the person they love is the only daughter of the sect's holy master, this image cannot be violated by anyone.

But today, he fell into her eyes as he had never experienced in his life.

Lin Su, you bastard bastard, I swear we are not at odds with you!

His body shook and he stood firm...

"What...are you doing?" Yu Xiaoyao looked at Li Daonian.

Lin Sudao: "Senior Brother Li and I are discussing Taoism. Senior Brother Li's vast swordsmanship is worthy of being inherited from the generation of sword gods thousands of years ago. It is so powerful that it can turn the body into a sword. Wherever it goes, mountains collapse and the earth breaks apart!"

Countless figures appeared around, and upon hearing this, their expressions softened slightly.

It turns out that the sudden blow just now was caused by Li Daonian turning into a sword, so there is nothing wrong with it. Everyone was shocked, fearing that this foreigner had defeated the number one disciple of Yaochi in an understatement. If that was the case, how could Yaochi defeat him? A leader on the spiritual path?

Li Daonian finally had some color on his face, and he didn't know whether he had calmed down or was so ashamed that he flew away.

All the Yaochi disciples in the air also left.

Yuechi Garden is quiet...

"Okay, there are no outsiders now. Tell me, what's going on?" Yu Xiaoyao strolled over and sat opposite Lin Su.

"Your senior brother is really sick!" Lin Su sighed longly: "I don't know where I offended him. As soon as he came, he put on an expression of wanting to be beaten and threatened me!"

"Threatening you?" Yu Xiaoyao's face darkened.

"yes."

Yu Xiaoyao slowly raised his head: "What then?"

"Then he drew his sword, and I also made a move. The result was obvious. He was so arrogant, but was beaten back to his original form in the blink of an eye."

Yu Xiaoyao's eyes flashed: "Your sword skills have not yet entered the sword world, so it is impossible to beat him back to his original shape, so you use Wen Dao!"

"yes!"

"So, he is half angry to death, and you don't have to be happy." Yu Xiaoyao sighed softly: "You need to know that in the next journey to heaven, your literary way will be completely blocked, and you will also be beaten back to your original shape. !”

"Am I happy? I'm so sad!" Lin Su sighed even more exaggeratedly than she did: "I entered Yaochi at your call and hid in this shabby courtyard for nearly two months, never leaving the door or taking a step forward. I have never been so well-behaved in my life. Who would have thought that a senior brother would suddenly pop up and deal with me indiscriminately... Oh, although the result was a little off, the fact that he took the initiative to deal with me cannot be changed. , I am probably the only one in the world to be able to do this as a guest. May I ask, saint, how can I be happy? Why should I be happy?"

Yu Xiaoyao was so confused that she didn't know what to say...

Every word he said was full of grievances, full of justice, and full of worldly truth...

But what about the result?

It was he who almost beat the senior brother to the ground...

You, the person who beats others, are still aggrieved. My senior brother is afraid of getting raped at this time...

Forget it, as a master, you have to comfort him: "This matter is Yaochi's fault. Can I apologize to you on behalf of senior brother?"

"There's no need to apologize, just tell me something..."

"What?"

"I want to know what taboos Yan Nantian violated when he entered Tiandao Island in the past. There are many rumors in the world, and there is no consensus..."

Yu Xiaoyao was silent for a long time, and finally said...

In fact, this matter is not a secret. At least the higher-ups on the spiritual path know about it. You, Lin, don’t know about it because you are a monk halfway and you are not considered a pure spiritual practitioner...

That was more than a thousand years ago, and Yan Nantian also visited Tiandao Island.

He discovered a shocking secret of Tiandao Island.

Tiandao Island is a dream paradise for practitioners in this world and a holy place for spiritual progress.

However, its positioning itself is not the gospel of heaven.

It is related to a mysterious and huge sect.

The name of this sect: Daozong!

Tiandao Island is a secret place controlled secretly by Dao Sect.

Daozong relied on Tiandao Island to absorb the real geniuses of this world for his use. At that time, Tiandao Island was actually the harvesting ground of this sect, but if the geniuses grew up enough to go to the island, they would fall into their trap. In their hands, they control it. By controlling these geniuses, they also control the cultivation paths of the Nine Kingdoms and Thirteen States.

Yan Nantian discovered this big secret, drew his sword, angrily killed more than 300 Daozong guards, and with the last sword slashed the portal connecting Daozong to Tiandao Island.

In that battle, there were bones everywhere on Tiandao Island, which is the "Road of Bones" that is still shocking to this day.

In that battle, Dao Zong's claws that kept the talented cultivators captive in this world were cut off.

After that battle, the mysterious realm of Tiandao Island became the true holy land of spiritual practice for practitioners in the Nine Kingdoms and Thirteen States.

That battle truly established Yan Nantian as the legendary swordsman.

However, he has also become a thorn in the side of some people.

Which people?

People who have been to Tiandao Island in the early stage!

These people are all geniuses, and after they realized the rules on Tiandao Island, they all became the pillars of the spiritual path. They were all bright and bright, and dominated the situation on the spiritual path.

But Yan Nantian exposed the big secret of "Heaven supports traitors" and also conveniently lifted their fig leaf.

It can be basically concluded that anyone who has been to Tiandao Island and returned successfully is a person who has been tamed by the Dao Sect. Otherwise, you will not be able to come back at all.

Once this conclusion is drawn, is it still possible?

The entire spiritual path suddenly fell into chaos. Those big figures at the level of sect masters and supreme elders were famous all over the world. Countless people accused them of working for foreign sects. They knew clearly about the conspiracy of Tiandao Island, but they kept their mouths shut and allowed all kinds of geniuses to do so. Regularly going to Tiandao Island, and even creating conditions to send these talented people to death, they are traitors with iron nails and curled feet!

How can these people be tolerated?

Therefore, they slandered Yan Nantian and told nonsense. They said that Yan Nantian was a lunatic, and even said that he was a demon and deliberately provoked internal strife among the human race...

On the other hand, these people launched a large-scale pursuit and interception of Yan Nantian.

It was at this time that Yan Nantian became connected with Yaochi. Today's Holy Lady of Yaochi, and then the Saint of Yaochi, stood behind Yan Nantian, letting the big waves rise and fall, and she faced it with him.

The two of them shared the sun, the moon, and the starry sky. They endured 80,000 days and nights, fought hundreds of millions of miles across mountains and rivers, and finally eliminated all these Taoist lackeys.

The sinister plan of "Heaven's Way to Support Traitors", which spanned thousands of years, also officially came to an end under the hands of these two men.

However, just when they could catch a glimpse of the rainbow after the storm, Yan Yulou plotted against Yan Nantian, and Yan Nantian failed to escape the disaster and was hit by the "Jue Tian Curse".

A person who has been hit by the "Death Curse" will be unable to touch the way of heaven for the rest of his life. All the rules of the way of heaven are absolutely fatal to him, and his cultivation and swordsmanship will naturally be in vain.

Our Lady of Yaochi built a Nantian Palace for him.

Shield the way of heaven, seal his body, and continue his life.

From then on, Yan Nantian lived in Nantian Palace and could not take a step out.

Thousands of years have passed like this...

If Yan Nantian was an ordinary person, he might be able to live another thousand years in Nantian Palace.

However, he is not an ordinary person, and his life is destined not to be mediocre.

During these thousand years, his inner interpretation of the way of swordsmanship became more and more unpredictable. Finally, twenty years ago, his secrets of swordsmanship burst out. Even the deceiving formation of Nantian Palace could not block it, triggering the way of heaven. Under heaven's punishment, he In ashes, a generation of sword gods came to an end...

Lin Su let out a long breath: "I was born because of the sword, became heroic because of bravery, and finally died because of being too outstanding... I originally thought that I only had to admire two heroes from thousands of years ago, but now a third person has appeared. Yan Nantian is worthy of being the sword god of his generation!"

Yu Xiaoyao's beautiful eyes flashed: "Besides him, who else do you admire?"

"The first one is Du Gushi, the leader of the Jianmen Gate. When the Black Bone Demon Clan is raging across the world, hundreds of millions of people are in a state of insecurity. He knows that sending troops will lead to death, but he still leads three thousand warriors out of the Jianmen Pass. The true iron-blooded hero dies on the battlefield, and I will write the sword gate with my own blood!"

"Headmaster Dugu is indeed admirable! Who else is there?" Yu Xiaoyao said.

"Of course he is a saint who paved the way for the human race with 80,000 blue hairs!"

Thousands of years ago, two great figures, the Soldier Sage, paved the foundation of the human race with 80,000 green silk threads. Du Gushi, paved the road of a country with 3,000 white bones. Their status in his heart was irreplaceable and he had deep respect for them. Yes, today, her father, who was so far away that he seemed to be separated by thousands of years, was actually juxtaposed with the two people he respected the most in his heart. Yu Xiaoyao suddenly felt proud and moved...

Although she has never seen this father before.

Although her father passed away, her mother had just released the seed of life in her.

Although she has never claimed to be the daughter of Yan Nantian before or after others, this name still has infinite weight in her heart...

Yu Xiaoyao breathed out softly and slowly lowered his head: "I just heard you talk about admiring two people from thousands of years ago. I thought I would hear another name: Li Zexi."

Lin Su also withdrew his gaze and smiled slightly: "I don't regard him as a person from a thousand years ago. To me, he is a person of this generation!"

That’s right!

For those who are dead, the coffin has been sealed, and if you should admire them, you should admire them unambiguously. But for those who are still alive, there is no need to be so pretentious...

Yu Xiaoyao was relieved: "There are still seven days until the gate of heaven is truly opened, so you can enter my Qin Island!"

"Entering Qindao? You...don't you think it will make some people unhappy?"

"Even if there is some unhappiness, it is better than doing it directly here!" Yu Xiaoyao glanced at him.

Lin Su raised his eyes, looked at the sky, looked at the moon pool, and recognized: "That's true!"

Yu Xiaoyao took one step forward, followed closely by Lin Su. The two figures walked across the sky and disappeared from Yuechi Garden.

After Yuechi Garden, ten miles away, a person stood on the top of the mountain, surrounded by wind and yellow leaves flying.

A terrible winter seems to be coming.

He is Li Daonian.

On the mountain peak below him, there were many Yaochi disciples. These disciples looked at their noses with their eyes and their hearts with their noses. They never raised their heads. They were all practicing with their eyes closed.

They were all beating drums in their hearts. The senior brother was unhappy. At this time, no one could touch his bad luck.

In their understanding, the senior brother was unhappy because the saint invited this young scholar to her Qindao.

But the fire in Li Daonian's heart is not just this?

Today he suffered a big defeat!

With just one blow, he, the most powerful person on the spiritual path, was defeated by him.

Although this is a powerful literary force and not a means of spiritual practice, how can he, Li Daonian, be someone who can accept failure? It doesn’t matter which one it is!

And now, he followed Yu Xiaoyao to her Qindao, which directly aroused his most sensitive nerve.

Yu Xiaoyao's Qindao was like a boudoir to her. How many times he wanted to enter Qindao, but he was refused entry. However, this person went there twice. The first time he took the initiative to ask for a meeting, and she met him. This is the second time, she took the initiative to invite!

He stood far away on the top of the mountain and watched Lin Su enter Qindao. His heart was filled with waves. After years of practice, he found it difficult to calm down.

Lin Su, please never forget: there is no literary way on the road to heaven! ! !

On Qindao, flowers are in full bloom.

In front of Xiaoyao Bamboo, there was also a branch. Lin Su and Yu Xiaoyao fell from the air at the same time. This flower swayed gently, like a welcome guest.

Lin Su strolled to the flower, held his hands together, and played the Xiaoyao flute. The flower seemed to suddenly come alive, and there was a strange connection with the Xiaoyao flute in his hand.

"Is this flower the key to Xiaoyao Di?" Lin Su gently raised his fingers, holding the petals.

"When bamboo grows, flowers disappear, when bamboo disappears, peanuts appear. They have the same root and origin, so they can communicate with each other across thousands of miles of void." Yu Xiaoyao stood beside him with a smile.

"Your Yaochi elegance is really deep in my heart. Even the communication objects are so original." Lin Su smiled softly: "I have a suggestion, which seems to be quite elegant."

"Tell me!"

"Pick this flower and put it in your hair. Will the couplet between you and me no longer be limited to Qindao?"

Yu Xiaoyao's heart was slightly shocked. She and he could indeed be connected to each other at present, but only under Xiaoyao Zhuxia. If she left Qindao, she would not be able to connect with him.

And he made a suggestion, he held the Xiaoyao flute, and I wore the Xiaoyao flower. Even if we were far apart, we would always be with each other whenever our thoughts moved.

There are many communication talismans in the world, and Yaochi alone has more than a thousand varieties of communication talismans, but which communication talisman is so elegant? So unique?

Yu Xiaoyao gently picked off the Xiaoyao flower in front of her, and it fluttered on her fingertips.

Suddenly she turned into a butterfly. The butterfly flew up and fell into her hair. There was a little flower in her hair.

Her hair was lifted slightly, and the little flower turned into a butterfly again, sinking into the deepest part of her hair.

As soon as she looked back, she saw Lin Su's shining eyes. Yu Xiaoyao smiled softly: "Is there a poem here?"

"If you promise me not to think too much, I'll read you one!"

Yu Xiaoyao's eyes were so bright: "Okay!"

Lin Suyin said: "The leaves of Xiaoyao are filled with sentiments. When a bamboo leaves its branch, hatred arises. Naturally, I can't extricate my lovesickness, but I teach the wind and rain to complain about the sound of autumn."

Yu Xiaoyao chanted softly, and a trace of red glow bloomed quietly on her face.

Xiaoyao leaves are affectionate, which is specially named for this Xiaoyao bamboo.

When a bamboo leaves a branch, it grows with hatred. If it is written as "flower", it is the natural characteristic of Xiaoyao bamboo. However, if the word "flower" is changed to the word "hate", it will have a special feeling when placed here.

The third sentence...

Oh my gosh, this... I promised not to think too much about it.

But it teaches the wind and rain to complain about the sound of autumn...

In one sentence, the most difficult meaning to be interpreted is pushed to the extreme.

For a moment, Yu Xiaoyao's heart trembled, and she raised her eyes: "Can you write it down?"

"Of course it's possible!"

Lin Subao's pen fell on the gold paper, like a stream of light passing through, and the colorful glow filled the entire Qindao.

Xiaoqing, who had just come from the shore, suddenly stopped in the lake. Whether to advance or retreat became a big question. The saint was visiting guests at Qindao, and she also played a colorful poem. How should I get there?

And on the distant top of the mountain, Li Daonian's inner restlessness that had just calmed down once again turned into a big fire burning the mountain...

Even the face of Our Lady of Yaochi in a deep palace in the depths of Yaochi changed slightly. In front of her, there was also a flower. The flower rotated gently, and the message from Qindao was transmitted...

"Holy Mother!" an old woman next to her exhaled softly: "This distinguished guest is staying on Qindao. The saint seems to have not considered it."

The Virgin's eyes slowly moved over.

"This son is almost an enemy in the world. Yaochi can make use of each other, but if he is tied to him, the Holy Mother also needs to consider the gains and losses."

The Holy Mother said softly: "This son is almost the enemy of the world. This is true, but do you know why he is the enemy of the world?"

"Deviant!"

The Holy Mother shook her head: "Those who are enemies of the world may not only be deviants. There is also a literary proverb that has just been introduced to the Xitian Fairy Kingdom: the trees that are beautiful in the forest will be destroyed by the wind!"

The old woman said: "A tree that is beautiful in the forest is just a tree after all..."

The Holy Mother smiled softly: "Aunt Mei, do you still remember that you said the same meaning thousands of years ago."

The old woman's whole body was shaken, and she knelt down suddenly: "This subordinate deserves to die!"

Thousands of years ago, the Holy Mother was still the Saint of Yaochi. When she chose to advance and retreat with Yan Nantian and became enemies of the top sects, she also advised her, and what she said was exactly the same as what she said today.

This sentence was mentioned by the Holy Mother to her face, which was undoubtedly the biggest trouble for her.

The Holy Mother slowly stood up and walked to her: "Aunt Mei, you have been with me for thousands of years. I know that you have never had any objection to me. All your thoughts and concerns are from your perspective and you have made decisions for me. The best solution, however, there are always some people and things in the world that make people..."

Her voice paused.

It seemed that for a moment, her thoughts drifted far, far away, and her voice seemed to float from a very far away place: "This son is very like him! And Xiaoyao is like me!"

Aunt Mei exhaled softly, feeling frantic inside.

Lin Su is very much like Yan Nantian in the past, and the Saint is very much like you back then. Holy Mother, what do you mean by this? (End of chapter)