Yunmeng Lake is dotted with rivers and lakes, and boats can be seen everywhere. In the distance, there are mountains and rivers. Soon after Su Baiyi, Nangong Xier and the sword fairy Jimo Huaxue came ashore, they boarded another small boat. According to Nangong Xier, they can take this boat to Mo Ran Villa by the Luoze River. That was where Mo Bai, a disciple of the academy, lived in the past, and it was also the gathering point for people from the academy after they came to Yunmeng Lake. If Feng Zuojun and Xie Yuling had already arrived, they would definitely go to Mo Ran Villa first.
"Is the Yunmeng Lake so beautiful?" Su Baiyi stood on the boat, feeling extremely excited. He looked around, amazed at the magnificent scenery of Yunmeng before him.
"This is the north of Yunmeng Lake, where the water and sky are one color, which is indeed very beautiful. But the south of Yunmeng Lake is a completely different scene." Jimo Huaxue seemed to be very familiar with the scenery in front of her, and said calmly, "South of Yunmeng Lake is Yunhuang, where the air is filled with humidity, snakes, insects, rats and ants are rampant, and people who live there often do not live past the age of 40."
"Then why don't they go north?" Su Baiyi asked.
Jimo Huaxue smiled and said, "He is still a child indeed."
Nangong Xier had been sitting silently at the bow meditating and regulating her breath. Upon hearing this, she sighed, "How could the people here allow them to go north?"
Su Baiyi recalled the past that Nangong Xier had told him, and suddenly realized something. He immediately changed the subject: "Oh, I forgot to thank the Lord of Jimo City for saving my life this time!"
"No need to thank me, I didn't save you, I saved her." Jimo Huaxue looked at Nangong Xier, "I am her second sister-in-law, saving her is my duty."
"Second sister-in-law?" Su Baiyi was stunned.
Nangong Xier smiled bitterly: "Jimo City Lord, I haven't seen my second brother since he left the mountain. Regarding you and him..."
"Back then, your second senior brother came down the mountain with a sword in hand, and defeated all the masters in the world with his sword intent. He soon made a name for himself in the martial arts world. At that time, I had inherited my father's position as the Lord of Sword City and was in charge of the entire Jimo City. It stands to reason that if there is a swordsman in the martial arts world who claims to be the best in the world, our Jimo City must send someone to go and take care of him. But I am lazy by nature and I am too lazy to use my sword, so I ignored him. But not long after, he came to my door on his own." Jimo Huaxue looked ahead, with a look of nostalgia in her eyes, "I have never seen such a man in my life..."
"Nan Yulou, the second disciple of the academy, comes to ask for advice from the sword master Cang Yue Sword Immortal Jimo Jingzhu!" A man in a green shirt raised the sword in his right hand, put his left hand behind his back, stood under the city gate, and shouted loudly.
No one responded. Several swordsmen on the city wall whispered to each other, but no one went down to open the city gate for him.
"The second disciple of the academy, Nan Yulou, comes to ask the sword fairy Cangyue, Jimo Jingzhu!"
"It's so noisy." The woman in red finally appeared on the city wall and looked at the swordsman below impatiently.
"Please ask the Lord of Jimo City to come out and see us." The man in green clothes said loudly.
The red-dressed woman lowered her head and looked at the green-dressed man. He looked elegant and graceful, and his sword spirit was extraordinary, but why didn't his brain work well? She deliberately teased him: "You have come to the wrong place. Take your sword to the sword tomb three miles outside the city. After entering the tomb, climb the stairs for thirty steps, then turn left, and you will see Jimo Jingzhu. Go there and ask carefully!"
The man in green shirt suddenly understood and nodded: "Thank you for showing me the way, young lady. I will come back to thank you when I get the sword."
The woman in red was stunned. She looked at the man in green and walked away. She patted her head and said, "What a fool..."
The man in green shirt really came to the sword tomb three miles outside the city, and then he entered the tomb and climbed up thirty steps, then turned left and saw a tombstone with the words "The Tomb of the Seventh Generation Lord of Jimo City, Jimo Jingzhu". Looking at the date below, it turned out that Jimo Jingzhu had passed away for three years. Originally, the man in green shirt should have turned around and left when he saw the tombstone, but he sat down, staring at the words on the tombstone, reaching out his hand to touch them one by one, and sighed: "The beauty of the sword can be so great."
One day later, the man in green returned to Jimo City and continued to knock on the door with his sword in hand: "I am the second disciple of the academy, Nan Yulou, and I would like to see the Lord of Jimo City."
The young woman in red appeared on the tower again and looked at the man curiously: "Why are you here again?"
The man in green shirt smiled shyly: "Miss, I have been obsessed with swordsmanship these years and know very little about the outside world. I didn't even know that Senior Jingzhu has passed away for three years. I am really ashamed. I offended you yesterday. Please forgive me."
"Then what are you doing here today?" the woman in red asked him.
"I want to meet the descendants of Senior Jimo Jingzhu." The man in green replied.
The woman in red was puzzled: "Why do you want to see his descendants?"
The man in green shirt cleared his throat and replied, "I saw the words engraved on the tombstone, which carried the supreme and beautiful sword spirit. I thought that the person who could leave such sword spirit must also be a beautiful person. I couldn't help but be curious. I always thought that since I was here, I might as well see it before leaving..."
The red-dressed woman was a little annoyed: "I am Jimo Huaxue, the daughter of Jimo Jingzhu, and now the Lord of Jimo City. You and I have met twice, but you couldn't guess that those words were left by me. What do you think? Do you think I am not worthy of the beauty you imagined?"
The green-shirted man hurriedly shook his head, "No, no. So the girl is the Lord of Jimo City. I am so disrespectful. Girl, you are standing too high. When I was young, my teacher forced me to study day and night, and my eyesight is not very good. So in my eyes, you have been a ball of fire... um... red and fiery these two days."
"Idiot." Jimo Huaxue turned around and wanted to leave, not wanting to bother with this man. But after taking two steps, she felt unwilling to give up, so she turned around and jumped down, landing in front of the man in green. She stood up and widened her eyes, "You can see clearly now!"
"See... I see it clearly." The man in green shirt stuttered at first, but then he couldn't contain his excitement, "I see it clearly!"
"Is it beautiful?" Jimo Huaxue pressed the hilt of the sword at his waist with one hand.
"Beautiful! Beautiful!" the man in green shirt exclaimed loudly, "It is so beautiful! Stunning! It is so stunning that it can make fish sink to the bottom of their chests and geese fall to the ground! Flowers are flying in the air from the trees!"
"What's your name?" Jimo Huaxue smiled gently.
The man in green shirt bowed his head and said, "My name is Nan Yulou, I come from Qiantang City, Shili Langyao, and I am the second disciple of the Confucian Sage."
"Okay. Watch out for the sword!" Jimo Huaxue's face changed and he drew his sword instantly.
Hearing this part of the story, Nangong Xier couldn't help but burst out laughing: "I didn't expect that Senior Brother had such a past. He was always serious when he taught other Senior Brothers a lesson, but I didn't expect that he would be so distracted when he met a beauty."
"He was confused?" Jimo Huaxue touched the hilt of the sword at his waist. "The ferocity he showed when he drew his sword didn't show any confusion at all."