Chu Xunyu and the other two were already standing in front of the wooden house that had been away for a long time. The quiet wind, the blue sky, the gorgeous man, and the little boy whom he hadn't seen for a long time. Maybe it was because he hadn't seen for a while, Chu Xunyu seemed to feel that the little boy had grown a little taller. The little boy was very happy to see Chu Xunyu coming, and threw himself into Chu Xunyu's arms. Chu Xunyu also hugged her and turned around twice, asking, "How are you doing recently?"

"Master, he is so fierce..." the little boy said aggrievedly, "It's still fun here, but the animals here are weird."

Chu Xunyu couldn't help but smile. The little boy was obviously much better than when he met her. His body was much stronger. He was wearing a coarse cloth dress, his eyes were bright, and his head was simply tied with a straw rope, flashing with a joyful light, no longer filled with fear and anxiety like before. Chu Xunyu asked with a smile: "I see that you have empty hands and you haven't found your own sword yet."

The man turned around from the edge of the cliff and replied on behalf of the little boy: "I took her to find a lot of swords, but she didn't seem to like it."

"Then what kind of thing are you looking for?" Chu Xunyu asked.

"Well..." Xiao Tong tilted his head and thought, "I don't know either, I just want to find an interesting sword."

"Interesting?" Chu Xunyu laughed and asked, "Where do you think this sword?"

"I hope it's not too heavy, I'm weak..." The little boy took it into his hand, instantly shook the wrapped cloth strip, pointed his sword at the blue sky, and looked at it, "It's so much mud." The uncle behind Chu Xunyu seemed to have something wrong.

Chu Xunyu knew what he was thinking. This sword of Autumn was very heavy, no less than his own. The little boy was less than five feet tall and could stand in the wind. In fact, this was Xiao Tong's ability to use "children's words" inadvertently, but this hand was enough to shock the uncle who was very arrogant. Chu Xunyu ordered the little boy: "Go to the stream to wash the dust on it and see if you like it."

"Thank you brother." The little boy trotted away with his sword in his arms, and the uncle followed without saying a word...

Chu Xunyu saw it and Ouyang Bingting asked back: "Young master, will they get along well?"

"I don't know, it depends on them." Chu Xunyu shrugged.

"Your body..." The man squinted his eyes and looked at Chu Xunyu, "It seems a little different..."

Chu Xunyu nodded, and the three of them sat on the ground, ignited a bonfire, and a pot of tea was boiled on the fire. The so-called tea here is not the authentic tea from the outside world at all, but the leaves of a tree growing in the polar regions. It is very bitter, but drinking it not only refreshes the spirit, but also relaxes the meridians and activates the meridians, so he drinks it as tea. Chu Xunyu used to drink it all the way back then, but now it tastes unique. Chu Xunyu did not hide it from the man, and told him all the way to meet the Qinglian Seed. There is also the matter in Shushan. The man nodded and said excitedly: "I didn't expect that the Qinglian Seed is still alive, and he still lives in the dream world composed of consciousness. It's amazing."

"Senior, I have a question to ask..." Chu Xunyu hesitated for a while and asked, "This is a huge lie that can help you understand all the rules, so can you learn swordsmanship?"

"It should be possible." The man thought for a while, "If it is true as he said, and the lies can see the laws of all things in the world, then swordsmanship will not be able to escape his mastery."

He paused, and looked at Chu Xunyu with a smile, "What? Do you want to use this trick to learn swords? Opportunity is not the style of a swordsman. If you think it through, then talk about it."

Chu Xunyu nodded very seriously: "I want to learn not to take advantage of opportunities, but to make myself stronger. I have a premonition that I am getting closer and closer to the black light, and the enemy is getting stronger. The Battle of Shushan made me realize that I am like an ant in front of the great masters, and I can't even get close to within a hundred steps. How can I take revenge? I can't wait for the day of my slow practice, so I need the "big lie" to learn the third form of "Flowers, Flowers, Snow and Moon". Next, I have to go to the southern Xinjiang, which is more dangerous than the Central Plains. My strength is still too thin."

"You are seeking death." The man looked at Chu Xunyu's eyes and asked quietly, "Such greedy and powerful tricks are not yet cultivating your own realm. Your body, your thoughts, and your will cannot keep up. The more powerful tricks will only reveal more and more of your own weaknesses, and speed up your pace of entering the underworld. This is an act of rushing to seek death. Do you really decide to do this?"

"..." Chu Xunyu was silent for a long time, and finally made up his mind, "If you don't learn, I will die at the hands of the enemy, and if I learn, I will die at my own hands. What's the point of death?"

"I finally understand that you are not in a hurry to die..." The man stood up and patted the dust on his body, "but he is anxious that he is not dead yet. Your despair is written on his face. In fact, you have known the final outcome for a long time... Since that's the case, come with me."

The man took Chu Xunyu to a small waterfall in the distance. The sky was still quiet and blue. Unlike before, he needed to find a desolate place to practice swords. The man sat on the stone, waved his hand, and asked Chu Xunyu to sit down together. The man asked: "The wind of the sword, the sword is blooming, the sword is like snow, and the sword is like the moon, and there are four moves in total. The third move is like snow, which is further sublimated based on the first two moves. What is needed is not the trick, but resonance with the way of heaven in the form of a sword, and what is more needed is the realm, you have a good idea."

After saying that, the man looked up at the sky, and Chu Xunyu also raised his head, but in the end... nothing was born. Chu Xunyu asked strangely: "That's it?"

"Well..." the man turned around and asked, "Didn't you see snow?"

Chu Xunyu then realized that snowflakes were falling in the sky. He smiled helplessly and said, "So what if it snows? Do you want to decide the outcome of the enemy's snowball fight?"

The man looked so angry that he shook his head and further explained: "I told you that it is a realm and realized the realm of heaven. We are cultivators, not mortal practitioners. The true meaning of swords is to let all things respond to your call, and everything can be turned into your sharp sword. At the beginning of this sword technique, I realized that it made snowflakes fall on the sky, so I took this name. At the same time, making snow on the sky is also the simplest expression of this sword technique."

"Sword technique... changes the weather?" Chu Xunyu exclaimed incredible, "Sword technique can even change the weather, so what else can't be changed?"

"Okay!" the man nodded with satisfaction, "You finally got to know. If even the sky echoed the long sword in our hands, then what else can we not do?" After saying that, he pointed to the right hand and Chu Xunyu saw that the rocks in the distance suddenly collapsed, and the dust was flying, and the sword energy was turned into powder, but the large tracts of rocks separated in the middle were all unharmed. Is this?

"All things in the world can be swords." The man nodded proudly, "Your target has nowhere to escape. A mountain, a water, a stone, a tree, a wind, etc. are all your swords. How can the enemy run? Wherever he runs? No matter where he is, everything around him will respond to my call and turn into a sharp sword. The stone behind the stone collapses like this. The so-called Tao can be told, it is extraordinary Tao; swords are not swords, they are swords. Do you understand?"
Chapter completed!