After meeting Gao Xuan, Chen Chao first returned to the Great Wall in the north.
When entering the city, Chen Chao stood in front of the extremely tall city wall. He raised his head and took a look, feeling the talismans stacked on top of countless generations and the other mysterious atmosphere. In fact, he felt a little heavy.
As a man who has never forgotten his worries, he dare not say that he can conquer the city alone. In fact, this is the reason why the Great Wall of the North has been able to stand here for more than two hundred years.
"What, you look scared?"
A gentle voice suddenly sounded, and a tall man appeared beside Chen Chao. It was none other than Chen Chao's previous boss and now the Northern General, Ning Ping.
Chen Chao tilted his head and glanced at Ning Ping beside him. He hadn't seen him for a long time. This former garrison envoy of Daliang now had gray hair on his temples.
Among the three people who were among the top three in the world in the previous generation, General Xiao Hezheng was the eldest, Emperor Liang Chen Che was in the middle, and Ning Ping was actually the youngest.
It's just that I was young back then, but I'm not that young now.
Time is like a knife, it treats everyone like this, and I never think of showing mercy to anyone.
However, judging from Ning Ping's age, his early gray hair is probably due to being in the north for too long and the burden here is too heavy, which makes him worry all day and night.
Chen Chao joked, "It's time for you to brew some wolfberry to replenish your health."
"Who drinks that stuff?"
Ning Ping slapped Chen Chao on the shoulder and said with a smile, "That guy Song Lian may need this, and you may also need it, but for this... officer, it is not necessary."
Chen Chao nodded and said clearly, "Yes, Sir, in this situation, I am afraid that wolfberry is not enough. I should get two of the most authentic old mountain ginseng from Liaodong. I understand, and I will start to do this when I regain my consciousness."
, I will definitely deliver it to you as soon as possible."
Ning Ping laughed and scolded, "You stinky boy."
One of the two people said that he was a senior official, and the other said that he was a subordinate official. In fact, they both knew it tacitly.
After that, Ning Ping led Chen Chao into the city from the city gate. The old and new guards, now the top two in the world, slowly moved forward. At first, Chen Chao deliberately slowed down to let Ning Ping in front of him walk in front, but then
After the reporter noticed it, he quickly slowed down and let the young man beside him walk side by side with him.
At this moment, there is actually no need to talk about qualifications or lack of qualifications. After all, the two of them can already work side by side in all aspects.
Chen Chao rubbed his cheeks, and Ning Ping took the initiative to smile and said, "Aren't you guys always so crazy in the eyes of other monks and monsters? Why do you act so humble when you are in front of me?"
Already?"
Chen Chao chuckled, "It's okay to just pretend outside, but in front of you, don't talk about me. Even if that bullshit Demon Emperor comes, don't I still have to show you the courtesy?"
Ning Ping clicked his tongue and said, "Are you here to slap me in the face?"
What bullshit demon emperor, listen, is this what a human being should say?
Chen Chao smiled and said, "The three generals of this dynasty have been kind to me, not to mention Your Majesty. I don't know how much you have worried about me along the way. As for you, old man, there is no need to say more."
Yes, I must be humble in front of you, the old man."
That's what I said, but it made Ning Ping's head grow bigger when he heard it.
He stared at Chen Chao in front of him with some dissatisfaction, "I heard that your boy is in Shendu and has charmed countless girls."
"What?"
Chen Chao looked at Ning Ping with some confusion and asked curiously, "Sir, does this violate Daliang law?"
The look in his eyes was full of provocation, as if he could just tell me, sir, don't be jealous. Being jealous is useless.
Ning Ping sneered, "When I was young, who didn't know that I was a handsome man from Shendu? Once I walked through the streets of Shendu, I would receive hundreds of love letters. Do I need to be jealous of you? This kind of thing will never happen in your life."
You can’t even keep up with me.”
After hearing this, Chen Chao carefully looked at Ning Ping in front of him. After looking at him for a long time, he said solemnly, "Sir, when you were young, you might have been quite charming."
In fact, Ning Ping's words are really not bragging. This guardian envoy became famous at a young age. When he was transferred to Shendu as the deputy commander of the left guard in the early years, he was actually very high-spirited and handled the case vigorously and resolutely. In addition,
He has a really handsome face, and he is indeed very popular with the girls in the city of gods. However, the general was obsessed with martial arts at that time, and had no interest in the love of these children, otherwise he would not be here now.
, still alone.
Hearing that the brat like Chen Chao now recognized his appearance, Ning Ping was somewhat satisfied. However, before he could speak, he heard the young man over there sighing, "I don't know what you've been through these years."
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These words were like the sharpest flying sword in the world, piercing the heart of Ning Ping in front of him simply and directly.
The senior, who was angry but not too old, wanted to slap the young junior on the head, but his raised hand hung in the air and did not fall down in the end.
Ning Ping took back his hand, sighed, and muttered a few words silently. Although this brat didn't deserve a beating, he was now the leader of the military attachés of the Liang Dynasty. It wouldn't look good to do so.
This is the difference between teenagers and middle-aged people. Young people can have no scruples, but when middle-aged people reach this point, their thoughts are actually not that little.
Chen Chao smiled and said, "If you have so many worries, you will always suffer."
Ning Ping smiled calmly, "You think you young people like you don't care? I walk on thin ice every day with fear. I can't sleep well at night. I'm afraid that when I open my eyes, the sound of fighting will be loud outside. This solid fortress
The city that had not been climbed by monsters for more than two hundred years was finally filled with monsters in my hands."
This was said indifferently, but the bitter taste in it was probably only known by the previous generals. Everyone in the Liang Dynasty knew that the general was the military attaché of the Liang Dynasty, but few people knew about it. After sitting in this position,
These generals never get a good night's sleep any day.
Because there are so many things on the shoulders, it can be overwhelming.
"Before, I didn't really understand why General Xiao had to return to his roots, but later he asked me to figure out something. After working here all my life, I didn't want to live a peaceful life in my hometown for a few days. As for being buried in the
It's even better over there in my hometown, where I can have a solid sleep and have a good night's sleep."
Ning Ping sighed. Others could see his glory, but how many people could see his helplessness.
Chen Chao said, "Later I sent someone to have a look. The general was buried in his own courtyard. There was no monument. There was just a small dirt bag in the courtyard. It was said that the general didn't want to make it too scary.
As for the future when a little kid's paper kite falls into the yard, he won't dare to come in and pick it up."
Ning Ping said nothing.
Chen Chao smiled and said, "I heard that in the end, no one knew that the general's name was Xiao Hezheng."
Ning Ping said, "It's enough to be prestigious in the north. When I return to my hometown, I won't be what I was when I was young. Why do I have to make it known to everyone? When I die, there will be people in front of this grave every day.
Pure.”
"You deserve it, but if you don't like it, then throw it away."
Chen Chao rubbed his head and finally asked a question that he was very interested in, "After this battle, what position will she have in the North?"
Ning Ping narrowed his eyes and glanced at Chen Chao, but was not in a hurry to speak. His eyes clearly said, "You kid, you have been holding it in for so long, but you can't hold it in anymore, right?"
Chen Chao had a look of helplessness on his face, thinking to himself, I have already deliberately talked so much nonsense, why is your attention still here?
"Everyone saw how she won that battle. She's not blind. If she really wants to erase her achievements, don't worry, I'll be the first one not to agree. With that big victory, it will be easy for me to do it in the future.
Many, many things can be left to her naturally. You guys have to know, after this war started, how much pressure did I put on her to let her be the commander? You know, what if something goes wrong?
, I really feel like I’m sitting on pins and needles right now, like thorns on my back.”
"But don't expect that after this battle, she will be in a high position. That is impossible. Some things cannot be rushed, and there is no point in rushing."
Chen Chao nodded. Regarding what Ning Ping said, he naturally understood that these things must be done slowly, right? No one can sit in the highest position overnight, and everything needs to be accumulated.
"Anyway, my lord, please take care of yourself. I will leave her affairs in the north to my lord."
Chen Chao smiled and concluded the matter here.
Ning Ping had a cold face, but did not agree or refuse.
After that, Ning Ping said calmly, "The northern border army's pest control has been going smoothly these days. Although it is not completely new now, it is much better than before."
Chen Chao solemnly said, "This matter needs to continue to be done, and there cannot be any relaxation. After all, His Majesty's vision is here, and if you want to maintain the combat effectiveness of the border army, this matter must be done."
Ning Ping nodded, knowing the pros and cons. After thinking about it, he asked, "Besides the new weapons, what else have you done these days?"
Chen Chao chuckled and said calmly, "In about a month or two, monks will come to the northern border one after another to listen to the orders of your great general."
Ning Ping asked curiously, "What, your kid went to buy someone?"
Chen Chao ignored him and just said to himself, "It's possible for casual cultivators from the north, sword cultivators from the Sword Sect, and even some Qi practitioners. I've been causing trouble everywhere this year. If I don't do any good, what do you think I am?"
Are you willing to run around like this?"
Ning Ping laughed loudly. Although he had never returned to Daliang since he came to the north, he had heard about every one of those things without missing a word.
When this boy was wandering around, the guys outside were so frightened that they all prayed to the young guard that he would be fine wherever he went, just not to come to his own mountain gate.
Not to mention asking for a bowl of water or just passing by, don't ask for it.
morning
In recent years, it has been rumored that this young man is a very vicious person. At that time, everyone did not take such a young man seriously, but now when they take the other party seriously, the other party does not take them seriously.
In my eyes.
Also, depending on the opponent's current fighting strength, an ordinary person can be killed at will.
People also wonder why there are so few people in the world who are obsessed with worry, so why is it that one of them is none other than this young man in front of them?
God is blind.
Ning Ping thought for a while and said, "You have done a lot of things in other places before. Although you were also doing it for Daliang, you did not do it in the north after all. So when they mentioned you, they didn't have any feelings at all, but today
After that, when they mention you again, they will only have the last comparison object left."
Chen Chao was stunned. He naturally knew who the so-called other comparison object was.
"Your boy's prestige has suddenly risen, which actually makes me a little envious."
Ning Ping rubbed his head, as if he was really unwilling to do so.
Chen Chao asked suspiciously, "Sir, why are you talking about these things?"
Ning Ping smiled slightly, looked at Chen Chao, and then pointed in the distance. There was only the last street left to walk from the General's Mansion.
Just around the corner.
Chen Chao stopped here, not daring to go any further.
There must be no big demons waiting to surround and kill him, but for some reason, Chen Chao just doesn't dare to take that step forward.
It's a bit like a son-in-law visiting the other party's parents for the first time, so in addition to being cautious, there is also a lot of anxiety.
Ning Ping looked at this scene and laughed and cursed, "Damn it, when you faced the Demon Emperor, you dared to raise your middle finger to provoke him, why don't you dare to move forward now?"
Chen Chao took a deep breath and cursed in a low voice that no one heard. Then he took a deep breath and finally took a step forward.
Go through the corner.
There were people standing on both sides of the long street ahead.
They are densely packed, all wearing armor and hanging swords.
Judging from the armor on their bodies, it is obvious that these people have high official positions in the army.
At this moment, they are all gathered here, waiting for Chen Chao.
A majestic general at the head looked at Chen Chao with admiration in his eyes.
Most of the others had the same emotions, and a few had complicated expressions in their eyes, making it difficult to tell what they were.
Chen Chao stood there, silent.
The armored generals looked at each other and clasped their fists.
The movements are uniform.
"Your Majesty, the Guardian, has the same blood as His Majesty and has served the country and the people. We admire him. We are lucky to be able to fight side by side with the Guardian!"
"I hope that the future of your martial arts will be like a long river flowing endlessly. I hope that your Majesty the Guardian will rule Daliang forever and will not let the people of Daliang suffer any disaster!"
The sound shook the long street.
Chen Chao stood there, listening to these words, unable to say a word. He just kept silent for a long time, clasped his fists in the same way, and then bowed deeply.
I respect these Jiujiu who, for the sake of the people of Daliang, refused to return home and threw their lives on this battlefield.
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Huanglong Prefecture has always been regarded as the place where sword energy is most prosperous in the world.
The best place for sword making, Jianqi Mountain, is in Huanglong Prefecture.
The only kendo sect in the world, the Sword Sect, is also here.
With this flying sword at its pinnacle, where sword cultivators are strongest, it will naturally attract sword cultivators and swordsmiths from other places to settle here in the long term.
Even if there were only a few at the beginning, as time went by, day after day, year after year, more and more flying swords and sword practitioners accumulated here. The more so, the sword energy of Huanglongzhou
It will naturally become more and more prosperous, with no end in sight.
After the founding of the Liang Dynasty, the number of idle sword cultivators and swordsmiths in Huanglong Prefecture reached an innumerable level, and Huanglong Prefecture was naturally regarded as the place where swordsmanship was located.
In the past, there was a swordsman who was a loose cultivator in the mountains. He said that how to become a swordsman in the world is very simple. That is to first go to Jianqi Mountain and take away a century-old sword, and then use the sword to defeat the sword sect.
The sect leader's hair crown, that's it.
But after so many years since the words were spoken, and even hundreds of years have passed, no one has been able to accomplish such a feat. The Hundred-Year Sword, the Sword Qi Mountain, did produce another one, named Weeda, but where did the person take the sword and leave?
What kind of ordinary sword cultivator is he? He is also a sword cultivator from the Sword Sect.
Not to mention whether his status would knock off the head of the Sword Sect. In the past few years since he took the sword, although he is said to have become a swordsman, he is only one step away from the leader of the Sword Sect who is the first person to use a sword in the world.
I'm afraid it's still a thousand miles away.
The master of the Sword Sect, who wanted nothing more than to realize the perfect sword in this life, had not appeared in the world for who knows how many years. He had shot twice before, attacking the two emperors with his sword. Although he didn't seem to win, both of them were defeated.
Not dead, although this record may seem disgraceful, but what is the difference in reality?
How many people in this world can escape unscathed from the hands of two emperors?
I'm afraid not.
Therefore, even if he loses two games, sword cultivators in the world are still willing to regard the master of the sword sect as the strongest swordsman in the world, still admire him very much, and also wonder when the master of the sword sect will come out of seclusion again.
I thought this was the case, but since the beginning of the month, those sword cultivators who braved the snow and wind to come to a small town called Sanchi did not do so just to wait for the master of the Sword Sect to finish his retreat.
But earlier, a news began to spread in Huanglong Prefecture, saying that there was a dying Great Sword Immortal in the Sword Sect who felt that his time was short, and he wanted to select a successor in this small town of three feet in these days.
, as his own swordsman successor.
And there are almost no requirements. It doesn't matter whether they have practiced swordsmanship before or whether they have learned from a master.
When the sword cultivators first heard such news, they didn't actually take it seriously. After all, a great swordsman who has reached the end of Wangyou's practice, even if he is about to die, he will probably leave his lifelong swordsmanship behind.
How could it be spread to the outside world by the sword cultivators in the Sword Sect?
But later, as the news spread longer and longer, more and more inside stories came out, saying that the Great Sword Immortal was no one else, but the Green Pavilion Sword Immortal who had gained great fame in the world in the early years.
Luting Sword Immortal Yang Luting was already a world-famous Great Sword Immortal six years ago. Although this Great Sword Immortal was not the most remarkable being among the sword cultivators of that generation, his reputation must have been the best.
, when this Great Sword Immortal was walking in the world, he often used his sword to kill injustices. He did not know how many monks went too far, and he made a lot of enemies because of this. But in fact, almost none of those enemies were his own.
Later, the Great Sword Immortal was besieged by the then Master of Chixin Temple and several sect leaders. The two sides fought fiercely for several days. The Great Sword Immortal was covered with bruises and was almost on the verge of death when the Sword Sect Master appeared.
, because he cherished his talent, he did not hesitate to take out several valuable treasures to save Yang Luting, but made a request, that is, Yang Luting would join the Sword Sect from now on and become the sword companion of the Sword Sect leader.
The so-called accompanying swordsmanship is actually two people competing with each other, asking each other about swordsmanship, and each gaining benefits. However, the master of the Sword Sect at that time was arrogant and did not think about getting any bit of the other's swordsmanship from Yang Luting. He just thought about it.
Try the sword with a great swordsman.
Yang Luting, who is also a master of swordsmanship in the world, only asked me how to get down from the mountain.
The answer given by the leader of the Sword Sect is also simple and direct. Either the sword is better than him, or it is when his life span is about to expire.
At that time, Yang Luting only said that after the injury was healed, within ten years at most, he would be able to defeat the master of the Sword Sect and be free to go down the mountain and leave the Sword Sect.
But what was the final result? Outsiders didn’t know, but there were some swordsmen with sufficient qualifications within the Sword Sect who knew that in the following years, he and the Sword Sect master would have a sword duel almost every five years.
Not big, but as time went by, by the last time the two swords competed, the master of the Sword Sect had already defeated Yang Luting with only half a sword.
Isn’t Yang Luting strong?
On the contrary, Yang Luting was actually a master of swordsmanship and ranked among the top three within the Sword Sect.
This is what makes the Sword Sect leader even more terrifying.
There may always be a gap between him and other great swordsmen in the world.
There is a difference between the Great Sword Immortal and the Great Sword Immortal.
Now that it is said that the old swordsman who wants to preach is Yang Luting, everyone actually thinks that this matter is reasonable. Firstly, this Luting swordsman has always been a kind of chivalrous and good person. Secondly, he is not a swordsman.
As a sword cultivator of the Sect, he was only forced to stay in the Sword Sect for a period of a year. Can he really say that he has feelings for the Sword Sect? I'm afraid I can't say it, but it's quite rare to not have resentment.
So after learning the news, the sword cultivators rushed to Sanchi Town, a remote town located in the northern part of Huanglong Prefecture. From this moment on, legends continued.
Some people say that this is the birthplace of Sword Immortal Luting. Now that the old Sword Immortal is about to return to his roots, it is reasonable to choose this place. Others say that this place is not actually the hometown of Sword Immortal Luting, but the place where the beloved woman of the Sword Immortal died.
The Green Pavilion Sword Immortal roamed the world, stood up for many people, and finally dragged his wife down. During a siege, his wife died here.
Others say that if Luting Sword Fairy's wife hadn't died here and the sword heart of Luting Sword Fairy had not been broken, then when he faced the master of the Sword Sect, he would definitely not be defeated by him.
Anyway, there were different opinions and people came.
Some people don't seek to obtain the swordsmanship inheritance of the Green Pavilion Sword Immortal, but just want to meet the Green Pavilion Sword Immortal. Such legendary figures may not be that important to the entire world, but to the sword
When it comes to cultivating a meridian, this is not the case.
This is a legend in kendo.
If you meet someone, you are very lucky. If you are lucky enough to be given a few words of advice by the other person, then you are lucky.
Lucky for you.
You must know that such a person's casual remarks may be something that others will not be able to get elsewhere in their lifetime. This kind of thing has happened before. There once was a great swordsman who casually gave instructions to a junior swordsman, and then that
He eventually became a swordsman, and at that time, the incident even became a legend.
The small town of Sanchi is full of sword energy.
After sunset, night falls, and although the town is already overcrowded, there are still people rushing here.
A couple of sword cultivators. The man and the woman were carrying their swords. When they walked into the town, they still held the hand of the woman beside them. The woman looked around, which was a habit she had developed over the years, while the man
He doesn't look sideways and doesn't seem to care that much about his surroundings.
After entering the town, the woman couldn't help but remind her husband a few words, asking him to talk as little as possible and fight with others as little as possible. Even if he suffered some grievances, don't care too much, but it's okay not to say it.
, the man frowned a little, saying that it didn't matter if he was wronged, but if she was wronged, he would definitely draw his sword.
The woman helplessly twisted her husband's arm, "That's it, if there is a swordsman standing across from you then, what does it matter if you draw your sword or not?"
Just as the man was about to speak, the woman stared at him and said, "You are only one step away from the Sword Immortal now. If something happens at this juncture, will you really feel no regrets?"
The man was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "I don't regret it."
The woman lamented that her husband had always been like this and could not be persuaded no matter how hard he tried. In fact, she had no other choice. She could only hope that nothing would happen to her this time.
In fact, if it weren't for the inheritance of swordsmanship from Luting Sword Immortal, she wouldn't have dragged her husband here. Both of them are casual practitioners, so practicing would have been a lot more difficult. Now her husband is only the last step away from Wangyou.
, although according to her husband, this last step only needs to be practiced for a few years, and maybe it can be achieved. But she still doesn't really believe it, and wants to try her luck here, just in case she gets the green
The inheritance of Ting Jianxian is a sure thing.
It is rare to see a person who is a casual cultivator and become a swordsman.
And once it is completed, you can even start a sect and pass on the Taoism. It is considered that your trip to this world has not been in vain.
Therefore, the woman wanted to do this very much.
Seeing that his wife was already a little angry, the man held the woman's hand harder, and then said in a softer tone, "Try your best, try your best."
It's okay if you don't say this, but when you mention this woman, she gets a little angry. Can you try your best? Wouldn't you be treating me like a three-year-old child?
The man had no choice but to sigh and said, "As a swordsman, I have a sword in my hand, so I should express my feelings directly. If this doesn't work, then that doesn't work either, and I'm still practicing a shitty sword."
Seeing that his wife was about to refute, the man quickly brought up someone as an example, "Isn't that what the guardian envoy is like? Look at what state people are in now."
The woman sneered and said, "Xu Bai, how do you think you can compare with him?"
As soon as he said these words, the man named Xu Bai was immediately discouraged. He opened his mouth and did not refute. Indeed, whether it was background talent or anything else, he could not compare to Chen Chao.
However, having already talked about the Chen Dynasty, Xu Bai still said with some emotion, "I really don't know when I can see this Lord Guardian again, and then I can have a good drink."
When it came to drinking, the look in the woman's eyes softened a little. She said softly, "I will make you some food and drinks then. I hope the guard envoy doesn't mind it."
In the eyes of outsiders, the woman would definitely not be a very good woman, but to Xu Bai, she was the best woman in the world, bar none.
Xu Bai held the woman's hand and said softly, "If the guard envoy dislikes it, then we won't come to the table to drink together."
The woman did not speak this time because she found that the man next to her had a very serious expression.
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As the sword cultivator couple walked into the town, another carriage came outside the town. The driver was a sturdy middle-aged man, but judging by his aura, he didn't look like a sword cultivator.
Arriving outside the town, the man drove a little slower.
He turned to look at the other side of the carriage and said softly, "Mom, we're here."
In the carriage, there was an old woman with silver hair lying in the carriage. There was a brazier in front of her. Opposite there was a little girl with pink and jade sculptures holding a small green stick and constantly pulling the charcoal in the brazier.
It's windy and snowy outside, but inside the car, it's as warm as spring.
After hearing the noise coming from outside, the old woman opened her cloudy eyes with difficulty, opened her mouth, and uttered the word "um".
After hearing the sound, the man nodded with some peace of mind, but at the same time he couldn't help complaining, "Mom, the weather is so cold. I told you not to come out. After so many years, what can I do if I see you again?
?They are not young people anymore.”
"Shut up!"
The old woman was not very energetic to begin with, but after hearing these words, she got the strength from nowhere to scold her son outside the carriage.
"Cough cough cough..."
But as soon as these two words were spoken, the old woman's energy and energy seemed to be lost extremely quickly, and she immediately began to cough, but even the coughing sound actually seemed very weak.
When the little girl saw this scene, she quickly stood up, came to the old woman's side, and patted her back obediently. Then she turned to look outside the carriage and said dissatisfied, "Dad, can't you not make grandma angry?"
The man driving the car was speechless for a while. After a long time, he sighed slightly and said softly, "Mom, it's my son's fault. Don't be angry. You can see me if you want. If you can see me, you can fulfill your wish."
The old woman ignored the man, but stretched out her withered arm, patted the head of the little girl in front of her, and gave an ugly smile, "Qing'er, take out that painting and look at it again."
The little girl named Qing'er nodded and obediently took out a scroll from a wooden box in front of the old woman. Then she stood up and carefully unfolded the scroll to reveal the portrait inside.
In the painting, there is a sword fairy in blue shirt holding a sword in one hand, with a handsome appearance and lifelike appearance.
After seeing the portrait, the old woman seemed to have eaten a ginseng that was old enough, and suddenly the last of her energy was lifted up.
The old woman stretched out her hand and gently touched the face of the person in the painting, and for a moment she burst into tears.
"Luting, can we meet again?"
It turns out that the person in the painting is the original Sword Immortal of the Green Pavilion.
It's just that despite the painting, it's hard for people to be young again.
Today's Luting Sword Immortal is probably not much different from her. They are both gray-haired.
The man outside the carriage sighed as he listened to the commotion in the carriage, but did not speak again. He knew what his mother was thinking, but in fact, he really wanted to tell his mother that what happened back then was that year.
It's still the same as it is now, and what you want to see, mother, is actually not the current Green Pavilion Sword Immortal, but the thoughts of back then.
It's just that those thoughts are just thoughts in my heart. If we meet again now, I'm afraid that even those thoughts from the beginning will be gone.
Isn't it bad to keep beautiful things in your heart?
The man was a little confused.
But he never spoke.
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As this carriage enters the town, it is estimated that no one will come again tonight.
But as they were talking, another young man wandered over to the town. However, this young man did not rush into the town. Instead, he came to sit down in front of a late-night snack stall at the entrance of the town and casually said
"Boss, a bowl of wontons."
This late-night snack stall was not big, with only two or three tables, but this young man chose an occupied one instead of choosing an empty table.
After calling for food, the young man raised his head and glanced at the person in front of him. He was an old man with silver hair and wrinkles. At this moment, the old man was competing with a bowl of wontons full of chili peppers. The young man looked at him and his face was red from the heat, but
Still stubborn, he didn't even take a sip of the free tea on the table.
The young man thought it was interesting and reminded him with a smile, "Old sir, at this age, it's hard for you to do anything for yourself. If you can't eat spicy food, just drink water. If you still can't bear it, stop eating. I'll order another bowl without adding chili pepper."
The wontons are just that.”
The old man raised his head, wiped the sweat from his forehead, glanced at the young man opposite, and said with a smile, "If people don't compete, what's the point of living?"
The young man said, "It's okay to eat a bowl of wontons, but it's not good to compete on other things."
The old man put down the chopsticks in his hand, looked at the young man in front of him with a smile, narrowed his eyes and said, "Can you tell me what else?"
The young man said angrily, "Everything else is simple. You are so old, and you still run out to eat late-night snacks in this weather. Isn't it a competition? Isn't it a matter of life?"
The old man sneered and said, "Young people are weak, so you think others are the same as you? You must know that people's physiques are different. Even though I am this old, I still don't have wet shoes!"
The young man frowned. When he heard this, he really lost his mind about eating wontons. He suddenly stood up and shouted, "What, old man, are you competing with me? Who can pee farther?"
"I'm not afraid of the boy who has no city, but have you ever thought that if you win, I won't be proud, but if you lose to me, it will be really embarrassing."
The old man narrowed his eyes and seemed to have some different emotions towards the young man in front of him.
The young man was startled, then sat down and said with lingering fear, "What the old man said is worth some money after all."
The old man smiled and said nothing.
Afterwards, the bowl of pitifully small wontons was delivered to the table. The young man did not dislike it. He picked up one with chopsticks and put it in his mouth to chew. As a result, his mouth was filled with the smell of meat. The young man spit it on the ground in disgust and continued
Without saying anything, he noticed that the old man in front of him pushed the jar of chili peppers in front of him and sneered, "Young man, why else do you think I eat so many chili peppers?"
Not many people in Daliang like chili peppers, but there are actually two reasons why they eat them in the first place.
Covers fishy smell, improves flavor and dispels cold.
The young man held down the chili can, shook his head and said, "The meat is not good, so just don't eat it. Why bother to make it difficult for yourself again."
The old man laughed and said, "What about the wonton money? I've already given it to you, but don't you think it's a pity if you don't eat it?"
The young man was silent for a while. He originally wanted to say that it was not much money, but when he thought about this, the old guy opposite would definitely say that he didn't know how to save.
As a result, young people don't want to talk.
He looked at the chili can in front of him and fell into deep thought.
There was a look of satisfaction in the old man's eyes. He looked at the young man and said with a smile, "You have already cultivated to this point. Cherish what you should cherish. Don't do anything you are not sure about. What will happen if you don't weigh it yourself?"
The young man said nothing.
The old man thought to himself and said, "Speaking of competition, I have been competing all my life. I have spent a lifetime doing nothing wrong, but I have to compete with that guy. At this moment, I will die soon. Let's think about the past.
It’s been a long time, and I really feel like I’m at a loss.”
The young man looked at the old man in front of him, and at this moment he also confirmed the identity of the other person. He was the famous Green Pavilion Sword Immortal.
As for the young man himself, his reputation is not small. The sword master of a century-old sword is now the young swordsman who is the leader among swordsmen of this generation, Yu Xiyi.
But although both of them were in the Sword Sect, after so many years, Yu Xiyi had never seen the Green Pavilion Sword Immortal in front of him, and the Green Pavilion Sword Immortal had never seen Yu Xiyi.
The former is most reluctant to recognize people everywhere, while the latter has spent the past sixty years apart from practicing swordsmanship in seclusion and practicing swordsmanship with the master of the Sword Sect.
So there is no intersection.
However, the old man had heard about Yu Xiyi's deeds and knew that this kid had been imprisoned for a long time, but in the end he walked out on his own.
This alone is enough to show that Yu Xiyi is not an ordinary swordsman.
"In terms of competition, you do think more clearly than me. In the past sixty years, I have competed with that guy twelve times. Every time, I thought I would win the next time. But in fact, starting from the first time
, I was destined to be farther and farther away from him, but I didn’t actually understand this kind of thing until I went down the mountain."
The old man sighed, life can be wasted, but how many sixty years can be wasted?
Yu Xiyi looked at the old man and said curiously, "Now that I have figured it out, I shouldn't have stopped here, right?"
The old man naturally knew what Yu Xiyi was talking about. He shook his head and said, "Who do you think your sect leader is? Who does he hold back in every sword fight? In the past sixty years, my acupuncture points have been destroyed so many times. At this moment, there is something in my body."
Do you know how many sword energies he has? Do you think it is easy for me to survive to this day?"
A great swordsman would be respected and treated politely anywhere, but in the Sword Sect, in the eyes of the master of the Sword Sect, he was actually just a sharpening stone for his swordsmanship.
However, when the old man spoke, there was actually no anger at all. Unlike the rumors outside, the master of the Sword Sect never actually stopped him from leaving. He just wanted to stay and try to win over the other party.
But the final result can now be seen at a glance.
Yu Xiyi sighed, feeling a little regretful from the bottom of his heart.
The old man narrowed his eyes and said, "If I guess correctly, you are already at the door. Do you want to take a step forward and prepare to use your sect leader as a sharpening stone? You are really brave. You have to know the world's swords
Xiu, in front of him, if you dare to raise the sword, it will be considered a big deal. If you draw the sword, you are asking for trouble."
"He was just born a few years ago. Give him some time and I have to show him what it means to be the best in swordsmanship. I, Yu Xiyi, am the best."
Yu Xiyi looked disdainful.
The old man snorted and said indifferently, "It's okay to brag, but don't be like me, competing with him all your life and never winning in the end."
Yu Xiyi remained silent.
The old man thought for a while and said bluntly, "I have heard about your boy, so I don't think your boy came to me because of my swordsmanship, which is destined to be inferior to his. Then you came to see me to ask him where he is weak."
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Before Yu Xiyi had time to speak, the old man here said earnestly, "Actually, even if you know the weakness, you are destined to not be his opponent now. It's okay if he is in a good mood and will spare your life. If he is in a bad mood, he will
If the sword kills you, where can you go to reason with me?"
I'm afraid everyone in the world knows what the Sword Sect's master's temper is. In his eyes, swordsmanship comes first, and other things can be put aside later.
Yu Xiyi thought for a while and said, "A friend wrote me a letter a few days ago and asked me where I am now."
The old man raised his eyebrows and said, "He wants you to do something for him?"
"He didn't say anything in his letter, and even asked about the realm, he deliberately didn't take the initiative to mention it. But the more this happens, the more I feel that he has something very important that he needs my help with."
"That guy is already at the end of his life. There are few people in this world that he can't kill, but now he still needs my help. I think he might..."
Yu Xiyi paused and said, "I'm going to kill the Demon Emperor."
Hearing this, the old man was stunned.
There is probably no one in this world who would not be stunned hearing this.
Kill the Demon Emperor.
Yu Xiyi was a little excited, "If he really wants to kill the Demon Emperor, then I will definitely be the one to blame for this."
He has been practicing swordsmanship for a long time in his life, and he is even a swordsman now. In fact, Yu Xiyi has never been very interested in killing people.
He was actually very interested in killing demons.
Especially when he knew that he might be able to kill the Demon Emperor.
The old man sneered and said, "Are you crazy? What kind of person is the Demon Emperor? Even after that guy realizes the so-called sword, he may not be able to do it. Do you think you can do it?"
Now when the old man looked at Yu Xiyi, it was as if he was looking at an idiot.
It is said that young people have the spirit of young people, but that is spirit and passion, not idiots or madness.
Yu Xiyi raised his eyebrows and said, "You don't have to worry about it. Since he has this idea, he must have a chance."
The old man had a dark face, but he couldn't help but ask, "Who is your friend?"
Yu Xiyi looked at the old man in confusion and thought, "You don't even know this?"
The old man also looked at Yu Xiyi blankly, meaning, I should know?
Big eyes and small eyes.
After a while, Yu Xiyi became discouraged and had no choice but to talk about his friend.
After listening to this, the old man only spat out a few words, "They are all crazy."
Yu Xiyi smiled and didn't take it seriously.
It is no accident that some people become friends, just like him and Chen Chao.
The old man was silent for a long time and said, "Although I don't think you will succeed, what do you want me to help you with?"
Yu Xiyi said straight to the point, "I want the sect master to be my sword-sharpening stone, but I know that the sect master will not even leave seclusion because of me."
"So... I want you to ask the sect leader about the sword again."
Yu Xiyi looked at the old man in front of him sincerely.
When the old man draws his sword, the master of the Sword Sect will respond. When he comes out of seclusion, he can then draw his sword.
But asking a great swordsman to do such a thing is actually disrespectful to such a great swordsman.
The old man also looked at him seriously and said, "Do you think...I haven't lost enough?"
In the past sixty years, the old man has already lost to the master of the Sword Sect twelve times. Is it necessary to lose once more?
For the first time, Yu Xiyi felt a little embarrassed. He looked at the old man in front of him and didn't know what to say. He also knew that these words should not be said.
The old man stood up and prepared to walk towards the town. He drew his sword twelve times, but was defeated by the guy's sword every time. He had no idea of using his sword against that guy again.
What's more, the young man in front of me is talking nonsense, why is he trying to break through the realm to kill the Demon Emperor? Is the Demon Emperor so easy to kill?
Not to mention whether you can kill the Demon Emperor, even if you arrive in the Demon Realm, whether you can see the Demon Emperor is still a matter of debate.
There are no strong men, no great demons, and no demon kings in the Demon Realm?
What effect can you two forgetful end have?
The old man shook his head and walked toward the town alone, walking slowly.
Behind him, Yu Xiyi looked at his back, not knowing what he was thinking. This young swordsman remained silent and did not speak.
I don't know how long it took, but the old man's back gradually disappeared from sight. Yu Xiyi walked out of the late-night snack stall, and then walked into the heavy snow. His head turned white soon.
He stood in the heavy snow and looked at the town in front of him.
Three feet.
He sighed and prepared to think of other solutions.
But before he turned around, a young man in black clothes walked out and came to him on a snowy night.
Sensing his frustration, the young man in black shirt patted his shoulder and joked, "It's a little slower than me. It's not a big deal. Don't be so sad."
It was just a casual reassurance at first. After all, the young swordsman in front of me was not such a fussy person.
As a result, Yu Xiyi turned around, looked at the young man in black shirt seriously and said, "Don't worry, I must break through during these days, and I want to do that big thing with you!"
Just when the young man in black shirt wanted to speak, Yu Xiyi said seriously again, "Because I have wanted to do that thing for a long, long time."
The young man in black shirt vaguely felt that there was some misunderstanding, but it was difficult to explain.
So he nodded and said with a smile, "I believe you."
"Originally I thought I might be able to finish this chapter with 15,000, but I ended up writing 12,000 and found out that it is estimated to be 20,000 words. I definitely won't be able to finish it today, so I will post half of it first."
