"Xi'er, mother can only send you here."
"Why? Mother, won't you go up the mountain with me?"
"Mother is tired and can't walk anymore."
"Mother, mother, please don't sleep. If you fall asleep, you will never wake up again."
"Xi'er, next time you see your father, remember to tell him. Mother misses him very much."
"I don't want to see him! I only want my mother. And Daddy died a long time ago. Everyone says that Daddy is dead. Even if he is not dead, he has not come to see us until now. I don't want to see him either."
"Silly child, your father won't die so easily. One day, he will find you and take you home. When you see your father, don't be angry with him. He seems to be free and easy, but he is actually very thoughtful."
"Mother!"
There was heavy snow all over the sky and the way up the mountain had been blocked for a long time. The beautiful woman collapsed before going up the mountain. The little girl looked at the way up the mountain, gritted her teeth, carried her mother on her back, and began to walk up the mountain with difficulty.
It is said that there is a school on the mountain, where lives a Confucian sage who is the kindest scholar in the world.
Even my father, who was described by my mother as having talent beyond compare to the sky, said that he only got a glimpse of the world's talent, a glimpse that was missed out from the academy.
With him around, he will definitely be able to rescue his mother and find his father.
But the snow was so heavy and the mountain road was so steep that the little girl walked for an hour with her mother's body on her back, but she only walked up a small hill. At a glance, there was only snow and mountains, and no houses were seen.
"Mother, you said there is a school in this mountain and there is a saint in the school. Did father lie to you?"
"Just like he lied to you, he will come back. Just like he lied to you, he won't die easily."
"If there is such a good saint, why can't he help us at the foot of the mountain? Why do we have to walk such a long way and climb such a high mountain?"
"Mom, Xier can't hold on any longer." The little girl wiped her tears and said in a sobbing voice, "I'm so tired and cold. I can't walk anymore..." Suddenly, the little girl felt that the weight on her shoulders seemed to have been lightened a lot. She turned around in surprise and found a little boy in white holding up her mother's body for her.
"Who are you?" asked the little girl.
"I want to go up the mountain too." The little boy smiled at her, "Let's go up the mountain together."
"But the mountain road is too far, and is there really a school on the mountain?" the little girl said with her head down.
"Trust me, I can do it." The little boy encouraged.
Hope rekindled in the little girl's heart, she nodded vigorously, and continued to walk up the mountain. They walked from day till night, and after nightfall, the snow became much lighter. The little boy and the little girl talked about some legends about the academy, and the way up the mountain seemed to become less difficult.
When the first rays of morning light shone into the forest, they finally stood in front of a huge mansion.
"This is the academy." said the little girl in surprise.
"Yes, this is the academy." A young voice sounded beside the little girl. The little girl turned her head and found a man in blue standing next to the little boy, gently scratching the boy's head, then looking at her with a smile.
"You are..." The little girl looked at the man in blue and felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy.
"I'm your second senior brother." The man in green still smiled brightly, "Xi'er, you are much braver than before. Back then, you only reached halfway up the mountain before you gave up."
"Second Brother." The little girl touched her head and felt as if it was about to split open.
Yes, that was how she climbed the mountain. However, she collapsed halfway up the mountain. When she woke up again, she was lying on the bed of the academy.
"So, this is a dream?" the little girl reacted.
The second brother smiled and nodded: "It was a dream. Xiao Xier, you haven't dreamed of me for a long time."
The little girl wiped her tears and said, "Second Brother, I miss you so much. It would be nice if you were still here."
"Don't say that. You are already very good now." The second brother looked down at the little boy beside him, "Besides, you have other people who are worth relying on."
"He... who is he?" the little girl asked in confusion.
"Yes, who are you?" The second senior brother also asked with his head down.
The little boy looked up and said proudly, "My name is Su Baiyi."
"Su Baiyi." The little girl murmured.
"I'm here, senior sister." A voice came from the sky.
"Su Baiyi?" The little girl raised her head.
"I'm here! Senior Sister!" The voice from outside the sky suddenly became much louder, as loud as thunder.
Nangong Xier woke up from her dream instantly. She opened her eyes and raised her hand slightly. She saw that the Lover's Sword that Su Baiyi was originally holding in his hand suddenly slipped out of his hand, flew up and down the room, and then returned to Nangong Xier's hand. Nangong Xier stood up and swung the sword lightly.
The doors, windows, tables and chairs in the tavern were instantly shattered by the sword energy.
She looked down at the sword in her hand and murmured, "I just had a dream."
"Did you dream about the underworld?" Su Baiyi asked.
"I dreamed of you." Nangong Xier said in a trance.
"I am the King of Hell?" Su Baiyi was puzzled.
"What a shame." Nangong Xier sighed softly and swung the sword again.
"Miss!" Huang Chunsheng swung his long sleeves and met Nangong Xier's sword energy, but the sword energy was vast and unpredictable, and directly shattered Huang Chunsheng's long sleeves. He sighed softly, "Miss's sword now is not the same as before, this light swing is incredible."
"I originally entered the Fuyao Realm, and now I should be in the Tianya Realm." Nangong Xier seemed to be still in a dream, and there was always a sense of trance in her voice. "Just a pot of wine, is it a realm?"
"The wine of Huangquan varies from person to person. Look at me, a winemaker of Huangquan wine, and I am still at the Tianya realm. But young lady, you..." Huang Chunsheng looked at the messy wine shop, "I am afraid you are only one step away from the realm of no return of the martial arts."
Su Baiyi sighed: "Doesn't that mean we can soon reach City Lord Mo's realm?"
"You are joking, young master. Our City Lord Mo has already become a master who has broken through the fourth realm." Huang Chunsheng said with a smile, "But Miss Nangong is also capable of fighting against those big and small sect masters outside the city."
"Break through the four realms? Isn't the realm of no return the end of martial arts?" Su Baiyi asked in confusion.
"Martial arts are supreme, and naturally there is also the way of heaven." Huang Chunsheng said quietly.
Nangong Xier took back the sword, breathed a sigh of relief, nodded to Huang Chunsheng and said, "Thank you, Mr. Huang."
"You're welcome. Tables, chairs, doors and windows, sixty taels of silver." Huang Chunsheng stretched out his hand.