The weather in Qingshan is really changeable. It rained a few days ago, but today it snowed. However, this season is late autumn. Although the weather in Northern Qi is a bit cold, the snow that cannot be kept for too long. It will only become water after falling on the ground for a long time.

Haitang came from the green mountains with a blanket. Because the ground on the road was soaked with melted snow, the road in the mountains had long become muddy. Haitang was not as clean as an ordinary woman. The pair of cloth shoes and skirts under her feet were stained with a lot of mud.

"I lost the image of a saint."

In the past few days of taking care of Ye Qi, Haitang realized a fact that Master Jianlu's mouth was very broken. If you pay attention to him and sarcastically go back, you are likely to be unable to say anything about him. The final result can only be red and angry. After all, you can't lose your identity and attack the injured person who can't move. The best way is to ignore him.

As if he didn't hear Ye Qi's words, Haitang threw the blanket in his hand to the other party and said, "It's cold, I'll give you a blanket."

Ye Qi's physical condition is originally different from that of ordinary people. After a few days of cultivation, and the treatment of the wound medicine left by Kuhe in the temple, Ye Qi's arm could move a little. He struggled to cover the blanket on his body. He felt that the cold wind in the mountains was no longer so harsh, and said, "Push me to see the snow."

Haitang said oh, holding two white and tender hands at the ends of the backrest of the recliner, and then carried Ye Qi out of the temple courtyard.

The mountains were covered with hazy mist, and the autumn snow was not left on the ground, but the green pine trees on the side of the mountain outside the temple were dyed white by snow. Through the fog, you can faintly see the outline of the snow-white pine sea, which is like a beautiful ribbon like jade and clouds, which is refreshing.

"You practice for a while."

Haitang took out a short sword from his sleeve and began to practice swords in the snow.

This sword technique is a sword in Qingshan, but the intention of the sword technique is completely different from the original intention of this sword technique. The snow on the cliff moves with the sword's edge, and the pieces of snow like goose feathers seem to have become a vassal of the sword.

Ye Qi's eyebrows were gradually stained with snow. He raised his hand to wipe the eyebrows clean, looked at Haitang, and continued to look at the snow.

"The law of Qingshan is that people follow nature, and my sword is often followed by nature. In fact, these two methods do not conflict. If you really think of yourself in the world, how can you have the concept of who follows whom?"

After practicing for a while, Haitang put away the short sword and asked, "Can I understand this way? Since people are no longer separated from heaven and earth, can we see things that are not in heaven and earth, such as a certain palm or a certain sword?"

Ye Qi looked at Haitang, raised the moving arm with difficulty, and then raised his thumb.

"No, correct answer."

Haitang never hides her emotions in front of Ye Qi, including the shame she feels when feeding Ye Qi to blow hot porridge in a spoon, because she knows that Ye Qi has good eyesight, and no matter how she hides her, it will seem futile.

So after hearing Ye Qi's praise, she smiled proudly. After a moment, she felt proud and pretended to be a little pretentious and put away her smile. She could think of this truth, and Ye Qi, who taught her this truth, was two or three years younger than her. You must know that this truth is not the principle of Sigujian.

"Sometimes, you're really a monster."

Ye Qi curled his lips and said, "Many people say that to me. In fact, I just experienced many things that ordinary people have not experienced before, and a little bit of it. I have a really smart mind."

Haitang listened to him speaking in a plain tone, burst out and laughed again, saying, "Your way of speaking is quite unique. But you arrived at Jianlu as soon as you were born, and started to retreat at the age of four. After leaving the seclusion, you arrived at the capital of Qingguo, and then came to Northern Qi. Now you are lying here, where have you ever experienced something that ordinary people have never experienced?"

"I have had a long dream. The world in the dream is very real. There are also people in it, such as you and me, whose martial arts are transcendent and ordinary people."

Haitang thought this was absurd, how could the dream be real? But when she heard Ye Qi's tone was not like what she said when she was joking, she asked: "So you learned that sword technique from your dream?"

Using dreams to explain time travel is not the reason Ye Qi said and Haitang. In fact, the explanation he has always given to himself for traveling through time and space is to dream, otherwise he would have been driven crazy by the difficult love between Wudang Mountain.

A few pieces of snow flew on Ye Qi's face, feeling the coolness and coldness coming from his face, Ye Qi said, "Well, a very interesting sword technique is called Dugu Nine Swords."

Haitang still didn't believe Ye Qi's words, but she felt that Ye Qi needed someone to listen to him at this time and asked, "Can you talk more? Things in that world."

...

Ye Qi did not talk about things and things about the previous time and space with Sigu Jian, because he didn't need to say it when he was in Jianlu, but outside the temple behind Qingshan, when he heard Haitang talk about the wonderful uses of the Dugu Nine Swords, he couldn't help but recall all the things about the previous time and space, so he needed to talk to people about something. It just so happened that Haitang was a good listener.

Just like Wu Zhu must have heard Ye Qingmei say a lot, Fan Ruoru must have heard Fan Xian say a lot.

...

Sigujian was a madman, which caused the entire Jianlu people to be a little crazy. Kuhe walked out of the carriage and walked to the hushan hut. Then many disciples glared at him and even some disrespectful to Kuhe. They seemed to have forgotten that Kuhe was the grandmaster, and they could turn into meat paste as long as the other party waved their hands casually.

Ku He was invited by Sigujian to talk to a certain place in Aishan. The disciples took the sword down the mountain to compete with Lang Tao who was waiting at the foot of Aishan. At this moment, they also forgot that the sword in Lang Tao's hand once defeated the most powerful master of Jianlu. Although it was rumored that Lang Tao had the advantage of weapons, when did they compare the weapons? If the defeat was defeated, their heads might not fly to a height.

But Lang Tao, who has always been irritable, was like a mute, looking at the green trees in a quiet response. After all, that person was indeed dead outside the green mountains, and the master watching the battle was indeed not saved. If he had to hold him accountable, Qingshan seemed somewhat unreasonable.

Under the big green tree in Dongyi City, the young child who was squatting on the ground and watching the ants learn how to defeat the more with fewer things has long become a teenager. He bowed two times to the short mountain far outside the green tree.

Last night, my master wrote that he wanted to go to Nanqing to help Fan Xian with work. Fan Xian's father is the father of his junior uncle, so he should have to put a lot of effort into helping him.

Thinking of his uncle, Wang Xi's expression became sad and angry. He clenched his fists and left Dongyi City.
Chapter completed!