Chapter 828: My heart is my hometown

It was summer, and it was only after a rain, but there was a heavy snowfall, which made many people feel that 80% of the monks on the mountain made some big noise.
They are no longer at the beginning. They know that the various incidents in this world are definitely not all related to the world itself. Most of them can go to the sea of ​​clouds to make trouble.
Just like every monk from the sea, when he leaves the world, there will be a rain of blood on the world.
It’s just that it’s snowing in such a summer day, and it still makes those children happy. All year round, snowball fights can only be played in winter. After winter, you have to wait for a whole year.
During the year, it was natural that I missed the snowball fight. This sudden heavy snow made the children very happy, so they had a snowball fight.
Yueyang County is not far from Gyeongju Prefecture. The hot pot of Gyeongju Prefecture spreads all over the place, and the first place to arrive is Yueyang County.
The customs here are very similar to those in Gyeongju Prefecture. The food is spicy, but the living customs are a bit biased towards the capital. Walking on the long street, you can always hear a lot of noises. The teahouses and pavilions here As much.
At the far east of Yueyang County Town, in an abandoned small courtyard, several children were bending over in the snow to form snow with their hands, and put them into the bamboo basket beside them.
Since the snowball fight is to have fun, you can't smash them one by one. In this way, make a bamboo basket first, and then you will have fun.
A child with a patch of clothing blew his hand that was already red with cold, turned his head and said something to a child in the distance, and then soon laughed one after another.
It is lively and joyous.
About a quarter of an hour later, this snowball fight officially began. Those snowballs flew over here and fell on a certain child from time to time, but there was no painful sound, only laughter and Energetic voice.
Shoo.
A snow ball fell into the alley outside the yard, and it happened to hit a young man in a green shirt on the head. The snow ball dispersed, but the young man with a sword hanging from his waist laughed.
In the distance stood a middle-aged Taoist man in a Taoist robe, standing at the end of the alley, looking at the young man in a green shirt with a hanging sword.
The young man in the green shirt raised his head, and his gaze caught the sight of the middle-aged Taoist who seemed nothing special.
The two looked at each other, then both looked away, but neither spoke.
Only at this moment, the wind and snow in the alleys were inaccessible.
The middle-aged Taoist glanced at the sword hanging from the waist of the young man in the green shirt, and slowly said: "When you broke the border, Shengge was going to leave that sword, in fact, you should have come to me by yourself. "
The young man in Qingshan smiled and said: "I was not qualified before, now Ye Sheng wants to take a look?"
Ye Sheng said straightforwardly: "Li Fuyao, you are like this. Even if you cast a sword, you are still not my opponent. I came to you not to kill you, but to ask you something."
Li Fuyao tugged at the corner of his mouth, and whispered: "Ye Sheng wants to kill me, it's not easy."
Ye Sheng's expression remained unchanged, and he said straightforwardly: "According to Chao Qingqiu's temperament, in Qiufeng Town, he had the ability to keep a few saints, but he didn't do anything. Why?"
People like Ye Sheng can naturally infer many things through the things Chao Qingqiu did, but there are some things that he doesn't know well, so he wants to verify.
He had already discovered that since the old scholar reappeared in the cloud, something that hadn't happened in this world was happening before, so the old scholar said before that he wanted to open the sky, but he did not respond.
He didn't have much thoughts about starting the battle. The Monster Race and Human Race were unwilling to fight. This was originally expected, because no one wanted to die like this, but Chao Qingqiu didn't fight, Ye Xiujing was really real. It's a bit confusing.
Li Fuyao asked, "Since Ye Sheng wants to know these things, why not ask Chao Jianxian himself?"
Ye Sheng looked at him with no expression on his face, but his eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist.
If you ask Chao Qingqiu what you can ask, there is nothing difficult to deal with in this world.
"Shengge has seen Chao Qingqiu, she knows something."
When saying this, Ye Sheng looked at Li Fuyao and found that Li Fuyao frowned slightly, and knew that he was right.
Li Fuyao looked at this saint, always be careful, a sword aura had poured into his chest, Ye Sheng was the first person in the Taoist sect after all, and his realm was already very high before. When Chao Qingqiu did not become a Canghai monk again, the whole Only the old scholars in the world can truly fight Ye Sheng.
"Li Fuyao, a hundred years ago, things like this are happening now. It's not normal no matter how you look at it. What's more, you Li Fuyao doesn't have medium qualifications. I can guess some things without telling them."
Ye Sheng was still so indifferent.
Li Fuyao said seriously, "Ye Sheng thinks, should the accounts made six thousand years ago be calculated?"
As the master of Taoism, Ye Sheng naturally knew what happened six thousand years ago. It was originally Chen Guzi's rotten sesame seeds. As long as the swordsman's line continues to decline, no one will turn it out, even if it does. What about coming out?
Is it possible that someone else can do something to them?
But the current situation, but the swordsman's line, is not inferior to Taoism or Confucianism.
If the swordsman's line is to make them pay off their debts, these things will cause him a headache.
The old scholars want to leave the world, the saints want to leave the world, and the sword fairies have to settle accounts...
The demon clan stared in the north.
"You shouldn't think about this kind of thing."
Ye Sheng looked at the sky and said, "If Chao Qingqiu really wants to settle accounts, it won't be what it is today.
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The implication of this sentence is simple and clear.
Without Chao Qingqiu, even the sword immortals would work together, and it would not be so easy to get the results they wanted.
Li Fuyao's expression was a little ugly, but he returned to normal in an instant. He looked at Ye Sheng and said with a smile: "Maybe one day, I can do it."
The grievances towards the Dao Sect were all placed outside the sky. Even if he wanted to settle accounts, Li Fuyao had to wait for that matter to pass.
It's just that after that incident, he is still not in the world, it is rare to say.
Ye Sheng took a step forward in the heavy snow. Although he had no intention of killing, Li Fuyao felt a lot of pressure.
The Red Sword at his waist trembled slightly, very excited.
After the sword was forged, there was no battle yet.
It's just that the Taoist saint was chosen in this first battle, I'm afraid it's a bit dangerous.
Ye Sheng glanced at him and said lightly, "You don't have the qualifications to fight me."
Before the words broke, the saint had already turned into a golden light and dispersed.
Li Fuyao stood on the spot, rubbed his forehead and looked at the sky. This time he left Jianshan, he was not in a hurry to go to the demon land, but he came here. No one knew about it.
If Ye Sheng insisted on fighting, Li Fuyao would not have a helping hand.
It's just that he doesn't know how the saint found him.
He thought for a while, but still didn’t think clearly, he turned and walked towards the dilapidated courtyard, and came to the courtyard gate. A snow ball flew out of the courtyard. He reached out and grabbed it, and then looked at the ones in the courtyard. child.
The children were amazed at the young man in the green shirt who appeared suddenly, but soon saw the young man stretch out his hand and throw the snow ball at them.
After throwing the snow ball, the young man in blue shirt looked into the distance and touched the hilt of the sword at his waist.
The child who was hit in the head was not at all angry or crying. Instead, he looked straight at the sword hanging from Li Fuyao's waist.
Li Fuyao sat down on the threshold and smiled and asked, "Who wants to see?"
As he spoke, he took off the sword and put it on his lap, smiling unabated.
The children looked at each other, lost the bamboo basket in their hands, and ran over. The children surrounded Li Fuyao, all looking at the sword.
That's Jian Hey.
There is a storyteller in Yueyang County. For those heroes who wield their swords and walk across the rivers and lakes, the story has not been told, but that is to say, no one has ever seen a hero appear in Yueyang County.
Even the smithy in the county does not make swords.
This is the first time I have seen this legendary sword.
A courageous child looked at Li Fuyao and asked, "Big brother, can I touch it?"
Li Fuyao stretched out his hand to grab the sword energy from the sword, and nodded with a smile.
The courageous child wiped his red hands on his clothes, and then cautiously picked up the sword called Hongchen with both hands.
Then soon, other children reached out and touched it.
If this continues, everyone has already touched it.
Finally someone asked: "Can we look inside?"
Li Fuyao just nodded.
Then for the next half an hour, all the children wanted to try to pull out the red dust, but no one could really pull it out.
The sword in the green bamboo scabbard remained motionless.
"Isn't it fake?"
Some children began to question, and Li Fuyao ignored them.
But when they returned the sword to him, he stretched out his hand to pull out the red dust, but it was sheathed again in an instant.
"I have a story about the sword fairy, does anyone want to hear it?"
Many people were immersed in the moment when the long sword was unsheathed. At this time, someone had already said, "Okay."
It's the kid whose clothes are all patched.
Li Fuyao asked, "What's your name?"
"My name is Zhou Yu."
Li Fuyao smiled and said, "This name is pretty good."
No one knows that in the world hundreds of years later, there are not so many geniuses at that time, and there are very few monks who can achieve the Chaos and Twilight realms in a hundred years, and each one will be the treasure of each sect, and this one Zhou Yu, however, had already reached the state of dawn and dusk in eighty years, and then it was known to the world.
It's just that everyone doesn't like his name very much. How can such a genius call this name?
But Zhou Yu always thought that his name was good, because when he was a child, he met a young sword fairy, and that person personally said that the name was good.
Of course, afterwards, he also knew that the sword immortal was the sword immortal Li Fuyao who had become a sea within a hundred years.
It's just that Zhou Yu didn't tell outsiders about this kind of thing, and hid it in his heart, he never told them until he died.
"The beginning of that story should start with a mountain."
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"Later, the sword fairy left the world like this for many people."
This story is not too turbulent, because the sword fairy named Chao Fengchen has not done much in his life, and even what he has done is not that sensational.
So that story is just a story, and it doesn't sound like a wave, but after hearing it, it feels a little sad.
"Big Brother, what's the name of that sword fairy?"
Li Fu shook his head and smiled: "What is the original owner's surname of this small courtyard?"
This dilapidated small courtyard has been inhabited for almost ten years. It really has to be traced back to the last official owner. It should be hundreds of years ago. Let alone their children, even in Yueyang County.
Those old people of, will not know.
Li Fuyao smiled and said, "Is the surname Chao?"
Not many people knew that the sword immortal named Chao Fengchen had left the world, and not many people knew that, in fact, that Mr. Chao was a sword spirit of Chao Qingqiu.
Not many people know that Yueyang County is actually the hometown of Chao Qingqiu's mother.
Chao Qingqiu had no worries about these things, but Chao Fengchen didn't think so.
So when he chatted with Chao Fengchen for the last time, Chao Fengchen asked Li Fuyao to have time to visit Yueyang County.
At that time, Li Fuyao didn't think much, but after casting the sword, he learned about Chao Fengchen's departure from the world, so he wanted to come here and have a look.
That dilapidated courtyard is the place Chao Fengchen has always remembered.
Master Chen Sheng was the one who led him to the kendo, and the three masters were the ones who taught him the most things.
Mr. Chao is also someone who makes him unforgettable.
Everyone has a hometown, but most of the monks will not stay in their hometown forever. When they walk through many places, many people will forget the so-called hometown. They can only see the longevity road and only think of the word longevity.
Only some people remember the appearance of their hometown.
It's just that people like Chao Fengchen, when they look at their hometown, are nothing more than one sentence.
This place is a place of peace of mind.
Li Fuyao looked at this small courtyard and said with a smile: "Mr. Chao, what are you going to do in a hurry?"
After saying this, he turned into a sword light and headed to the demon land.

Ye Sheng went to Shenxie Mountain.
Standing in the Dengtianlou was his daughter, the only female saint in the world today.
Ye Sheng appeared in front of Ye Shengge and drew out a book from the bookshelf, "There are many good things on Shenxie Mountain, and the best thing is the dragon scale. Are you so willing to give it away and give it away? "
Ye Shengge looked at the peach blossom trees on the mountain, thought for a while, and then said, "I'm the master."
Yes, she is the subject.
Speaking seriously, she is a master of the highest cultivation level in the history of Shenxie Mountain. Other masters are at least as good as Liang Yi, at the end of the building, but Ye Shengge is in the realm of the sea.
Let alone whether you have the right to dispose of the dragon scales, even if someone has any opinions in her realm, they can only hold back.
There is something stronger than Ye Shengge in Dao Sect, but can she be stronger than Ye Sheng?
Ye Sheng said: "I went to see Li Fuyao once, you know where he is going now."
Qinghuai broke the border these days, Li Fuyao was going to the woman he liked.
"I know."
Ye Shengge still looks like that, Li Fuyao likes that woman, it's not the first day she knows.
Ye Sheng asked, "What is Chao Qingqiu thinking?"
Ask Li Fuyao if you don't know, so let's ask Ye Shengge to try?
Ye Shengge said, "What do you want to do?"
Ye Sheng looked at his girl, and said with some earnest words: "Some people want to leave the sky, some people want to settle accounts, what exactly Chao Qingqiu is going to do, is what I want to know the most, and the most important thing."
"Then you go ask him."
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A black-haired old man went to the demon land, not elsewhere, but the sea.
In the sea, there is a piece of land.
In this sea, this piece of land is definitely not too big.
But it makes sense to exist.
Those seawaters are a bit turbulent, there are countless swords on the bottom of the sea, and of course there are many corpses of swordsmen, the land in the middle of the sea, there have been two big monsters here before.
One is called Starry Night Demon Lord, and the other is called Shaking Mountain Demon Lord.
They are all guardians of the previous generation.
Later, when the Starry Night Demon Lord was about to end his life, he and the Shaking Mountain Demon Lord took Qingtianjun to Beihai. The two of them told Qingtianjun a story, and then the Starry Night Demon Lord stayed behind the bronze door.
Then the demon king died.
There is only one person left here.
Now this demon king has also come to the end of his life, as if it will not be long before he will leave the world.
After he left the world, this demon land should basically be Qingtianjun's era.
The man Qingtianjun was unruly, but the Demon Lord Shaking Mountain believed him very much, so he didn't feel anything.
Before death, many people want to find a good place.
That was probably after experiencing unwillingness and unwillingness, just wanting to die.
Demon Lord Shaking Mountain didn't want to die, but had to die.
He looked up at the sky above his head, but saw a black-haired old man appear in his sight.
Demon Lord Shaking Mountain was startled, but tears burst into his eyes suddenly.
He is too familiar with this breath.
As a guardian, he will never forget what this breath represents.
He tremblingly said, "Is that you?"
The black-haired old man looked at him with no expression on his face.
Demon Lord Shaking Mountain plopped and knelt down, then said with a pious expression: "The demon ancestor is here!"
The black-haired old man still said nothing.
Shaking Mountain Demon Lord asked tremblingly, "Do you have anything to do when you come to the world again?"
The demon ancestor said indifferently: "Give you long life."
Hearing these words, Demon Lord Shaking Mountain trembled with excitement. He felt that his whole body was suddenly full of strength, and his body seemed to be several hundred years younger.
Having said this, he looked up at the sky, what peace of mind is my hometown, what nonsense this is.
He only knew that his hometown was outside the sky.