Chapter 13 Southern Smoke Cloud Lock Late Autumn 13

"That day was August 15th, which was a refreshing autumn festival. The water of the Bitter River soared due to the continuous autumn rain, but the rain had stopped two days before the Mid-Autumn Festival. My father and my aunt pushed me and walked along the bank of the bitter water. I still remember that the gentleness outside the mountain style of that day gently stroked my face. The sun was not dazzling at all. It sprinkled on both sides of the bitter river and dyed the earth golden yellow.

"I looked at the scenery around me in a daze. Although I knew that my life had come to an end, when this day really came, I didn't feel terrible, and I only felt peace and tranquility in my heart. Just when I sighed, something happened.

"I don't know how the news of this trip leaked out. The hostile Hei Miao people have been silent for hundreds of years, but they suddenly ambushed on our way. When my aunt found that the situation was wrong, it was too late. We walked more than ten miles along the bank of the bitter water. It was too late to escape or summon.

"I was scared at that time and cried to let my father and aunt go back by themselves. They didn't care about me, a dying person, but they would rather die together than leave me alone. Those black Miao people came aggressively and surrounded us at once. Originally, with the skills of my father and aunt, they still had a chance to escape. But in order to protect me, they chose to stay in place and fight hard, but how can they fight those barbaric and fierce black Miao people? My father was damaged by several wounds, and his blood soaked his clothes, and my aunt was stabbed several times in the chest, and she couldn't live.

Yundu was nervous, clutching the sleeves of the heavy light, pulling it constantly, and gently patted her back a few times to show comfort.

Zhuoma was gradually brought back to the distant past by her own story, as if everything was repeated in front of her, and her voice became more and more excited: "I didn't have the strength to move at that time, and those black seedlings didn't pay attention to me, a dying person. Seeing a black seedling's knife hit his dying aunt, my father rushed over in a hurry and wanted to take this knife for my aunt. At that time, I was also crazy, but I was helpless and struggled to help. As a result, I fell off the wooden car and fell to the ground heavily.

"At this time, an auspicious cloud floated in midair. At that time, I lay on my back on the grass and happened to see a Han-like young man standing on the cloud. He was wearing a long-crowned ancient suit, wide robe and big sleeves, tall and straight, and his long hair was casually tied behind his head. His eyes are as cold as ice and snow, as if there is no trace of human feelings, but there is a few implicit smiles on his face. That smile makes people feel very warm at a glance, just like the sunshine shining in people's hearts in winter.

"I was stunned when I first saw him. The Han youth pressed down the cloud, and I only felt a flower in front of me. He had appeared in front of me, raising his eyebrows and didn't see him move much. Those fierce savages were fixed and did not move. And the blade that stabbed my aunt was stopped less than an inch in front of my father's door.

Yunduo was stunned and asked, "Who is that? Is that a fairy?" Aunt, were you fascinated by him at that time? Miao women are straightforward, and there is no Han people's etiquette and defense. Speaking of these men's and women's love affairs, they are also fierce and bold, straightforward.

Zhuoma, like all the Miao women, admitted calmly: "Yes, when I first saw him, I was fascinated by him. His appearance at that time was like a god falling from the sky, which suddenly grabbed my heart. But I don't know whether he has me in his heart from beginning to end.

"He came to me with a smile. At that time, I was already dying. Although the moment I saw him cheered me a little, I couldn't resist the rapid loss of life. He picked me up from the ground and put one palm on my forehead. The inexplicable heat came from the palm of my hand, which made my whole body's blood begin to boil, and I suddenly found that all the vitality flowing from me came back.

"At that time, I suddenly woke up, thinking of my seriously injured father and aunt, and I was about to shout. He had put me on the wooden cart and flashed beside my father in a flash. His right hand brushed their heads. The wounds on my father and aunt actually healed, and their faces were bloody, just like nothing had happened.

"I was surprised and happy at that time. I pointed at him for a long time before saying, are you an immortal? He laughed and said that immortals don't care about your life, but if you think I'm like a fairy, it's up to you.

"At this time, my father and aunt had recovered from their injuries, and they both got up from the ground in surprise and came to thank him. He waved his hand and said, "Don't thank me. I'm here to ask for your Phoenix Village."

The three Chongguang were stunned when they heard it. At this time, they couldn't help it anymore. Wu Han asked, "Who is this person? What's the requirement for our Phoenix Village with such a great ability?"

Chongguang sighed, "Yes, that man came here for the sake of nirvana." The cloud exclaimed, "What?" At this time, she had regarded the man as a fairy. She was disappointed to hear that the other party came to rescue him for the holy scriptures of their clan.

Zhuo Ma smiled and nodded her forehead: "With his ability, it's easy to take away the Nirvana scroll. Why should you please us? It's true that you draw a knife to help, but you are still thinking nonsense here. Chongguang nodded and said, "Yes, this man must be a monk from Middle-earth. He is so powerful that there is no good way to deal with it whether it is stealing or robbery. In this way, it is kind of him to save you."

Zoma nodded in agreement: "After he finished this, my father said it on the spot, but if he needed it, he would be at his disposal. My aunt originally wanted to kill all the black Miao people who were subdued. My father still let them go and asked the Han man to help him see if he could resolve the evil in these people. Unfortunately, after reading it, he said that it was the curse of the ancient gods, and he could not resolve it.

Yunduo said curiously, "Auntie, you always talk about that person. Who is he and what's his name?" He is already so powerful. What else do he want to do with our nirvana? Her continuous questioning happened to be the doubts in the heart of Chongguang and Wu Han. The two nodded together and looked at the saint Zhuoma eagerly.

Zoma sighed, "He was the first person in the Central Plains Taoist sect at that time, known as the Sword God."

As soon as they said this, Wuhan and Yunduo didn't feel anything, but Chongguang was shocked and exclaimed, "What, Sword God?" Since his debut, he has known a total of two sword gods. One is Liu Zhuowu, the "sword god" who met in the Seven Star Tower. Although his swordsmanship is amazing, he is only a martial artist in the world, and the other is naturally Shen Shengyi, who is the first in the world and is unparalleled in the world.

Looking at the description described by Saint Zhuoma, it is another character 300 years ago. There is no doubt that this sword god is naturally this predecessor Shen. It's just that with Shen Shengyi's thorough cultivation, why did he go to Miaojiang at the ends of the earth to seek the sacred nirvana of the Phoenix blood clan? After all, it is quite interesting.

Zhuo Ma heard his exclamation and looked at him strangely: "Mr. Xiao, do you also know this sword god?" Chongguang smiled and said, "I didn't know before, but later I heard a senior repeatedly mention that his ears were cocoons. Only then did I know that this sword god was very famous in Middle Earth 300 years ago. He is really a big man that everyone knows. I heard that even the demon saint of the demon clan is not as good as his cultivation."

Zhuo Ma sighed, "At that time, I could even practice bad things in a nirvana volume. It can be said that I didn't know anything about your monks. I didn't know some things until later. Shengyi and I, oh, I forgot to tell you that this sword god's surname is Shen, scenic clothes. Chongguang said in his heart, "You don't need to say this. I have known it for a long time."

Yunduo's interest was immediately aroused and urged her, "I know the name, aunt. How did you get along with this Shen Shengyi later? Are you together? Oh, I forgot." She suddenly remembered that her aunt was still unmarried, and the ending was naturally self-evident.

Zoma was infinitely sad by her words: "Although I fell in love with him at first sight, he seemed to know nothing about it. After listening to his explanation, my father promised to transcribe the Nirvana scroll for him. Later, we returned to Fenghuang Village together. After getting the nirvana scroll, he hid in the cold jade tower for seven days and seven nights before coming out of it. At that time, I never thought that our Baimiao clan, as the direct descendant of Phoenix, had been inherited from generation but no one had practiced Nirvana. It took him seven days to fully understand it.

All three people present took a cold breath and fully understood the nirvana volume in only seven days. This understanding and talent are unbelievable. There will be such an inhuman existence in the world. No wonder they can become a sword god.

"When he was in the retreat of Hanyu Tower, my father had told him about saving our family and defeating the Hei Miao people. Therefore, when he woke up, the old and young of the He clan regarded him as gods and treated him as guests. My father asked him to stay in the stockade for a few days, and he actually agreed to stay for three months.

"For the past three months, I have talked to him every day. He is very good. Although he has such a great ability, he never shows it. During the three months we lived in Miaozhai, he walked around the stockade every day and chatted with the clan. Sometimes he fished alone by the bitter river, and sometimes he cut a few bamboos in the bamboo forest, cut them into bamboo strips with his sword, and then weaved them into various baskets and rattan baskets.

"I accompany him every day. When he fished, I watched him on the side; when he made bamboo baskets, I helped him hand him bamboo strips. We talked about a lot of topics together, and I also invited him to eat my own bamboo tube rice and sour fish soup.

"I asked him a lot of things, such as the prosperity of the Central Plains, the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, the Great Wall in the north and the desert of the Western Regions. At that time, I was curious about things outside southern Xinjiang, but I couldn't see them with my own eyes. I could only rely on other people's a little hearsay and intertwined my imagination. However, he personally traveled to countless places in the five continents. He took the trouble to tell me about those beautiful scenery, as well as some strange things and customs. I was completely fascinated by his language and couldn't help asking him if he could take me to the Central Plains to see Luoyang's peonies blooming.

"Our Miao women have always been generous, and my words are actually equivalent to expressing my heart to him. After hearing this, he was very stunned. He looked at me for a long time and was sure that I was not joking, so he kept silent.

"What happened later?" The cloud sat on the side full of expectation and urged.

"After a long time, he looked at the northern sky, lowered his head, and gently told me that he was going on a long trip. If he could still come back, he would take me with him."