When Jiang Yaoze was just white in the distance, he got up and started to fetch water to wash.

The weather was cold, and the water in the well was raised in a bucket. There was still white steam emitting at the edge of the well, which made people feel a little warm. But soon after it fell into the wooden basin, the white steam was gone. Instead, there was a layer of white frost on the edge of the wooden plate, which was chilling.

When cold water is splashed on the face, the skin on the face will tingle, but it can make people quickly enter the state of fighting.

Practice is fighting.

Practice requires diligence.

After the sky is dark, you will refine your energy, and when the sky is dawn, you will get up to practice swordsmanship. This is the state of practice for most people from the Canglang Sword Sect.

Since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, Canglang Sword Sect has become more famous and has finally become one of the most powerful sword sects in the world. In the eyes of these sword masters of Canglang Sword Sect, it depends on the diligent practice of generations of disciples.

However, it is undoubtedly that the emperor and the clans will give some special care to these cultivators of the Canglang Sword Sect who are diligent in practicing.

Jiang Yaoze, his two uncles and a senior brother, came along the way and lived in the official stations.

These stations have already received notifications from Luoyang, and the specifications for receiving them are based on the specifications of officials on the fifth rank.

Now Xiongfeng Post has prepared some local products in advance, so that they can take them back to Luoyang by then...

For Jiang Yaoze, practicing is his own business. Although he is away, he dare not slackew in his practice. After washing up, he began to refine his body for an incense stick of time, carefully sensed the movement of the true qi in his body, and at the same time practiced his eyes and stared into the distance.

After doing these meticulously, the next step is to sharpen your sword skills.

At this time, the sun was born, and a red sun had just exposed a side on the horizon of the eastern sky.

His spirit was so good that he almost overflowed from his forehead.

But at this moment, he suddenly became a little confused.

I can't practice swords anymore.

Where is my sword?

He found that he could not find his sword.

His sword was clearly placed on the edge of the bed and was placed with the robes he took off, but the robes were already covered in the morning. At this time, he found that the only sword was missing.

He stood in front of the bed for a while and found that the ground around the bed was flat and there was no possibility of a hole.

He thought it was his senior brother and uncle who came to take it away. Could it be that they were joking about him or using his sword to do something else?

It's not true.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the scream of his senior brother Yao Zishen in the yard, "Yaoze, have you taken my sword?"

"No!" Jiang Yaoze was shocked and subconsciously said, "My sword is gone."

"What!"

"Your sword is gone?"

Two screams of exclamation sounded at the doors of the other two rooms at the same time.

His two uncles were also looking for swords.

One of these two uncles was named Xu Jinxi and the other was named Shang Shizhou. They were both famous sword masters in Luoyang.

These two people have high cultivation and like to set an example.

So walking outside, the two people were even more curly than these two young people.

The two of them completed the program just now earlier than Jiang Yaoze. When Jiang Yaoze started looking for a sword, the two of them were already sweating profusely.

The two of them were more clear-headed than Jiang Yaoze, and they knew that the two nephews could not and dared not play with their swords.

So they were all lost.

All four people lost their swords?

I ran all the way to Youzhou to find someone to compete in swords, but I was only one day away from Youzhou. Was the sword lost?

Four people from the Canglang Sword Sect stood in the courtyard, their faces were pale, and they all had their hearts jumping into the well.

When the official at the post station brought a woman into the yard with a food box, he was shocked when he looked at the four people and thought that these four people had become possessed.

...

All four are famous sword masters, and all the four bring famous swords.

Jiang Yaoze's sword is called "Yubai". The sword body and scabbard are white. The hilt of the sword is wrapped in boxwood with fine gold thin skin. That kind of fine gold can make the true energy flow more smoothly to the sword.

The sword body rune of "Yubai" has a unique wind-breaking power, which can reduce the resistance caused by surrounding vitality to the sword body.

His two uncles, Xu Jinxi's sword name is "Zhulang" and Shang Shizhou's sword name is "Bishui".

The sword body talisman of "Turbid Wave" looks like turbid mud, but under the rush of true energy, the substantial sword energy is like a chaotic wave, which makes people unable to defend against.

The "Bi Shui" sword is the favorite of many handsome sword masters. The sword body is like a pool of clear water, quiet and beautiful, and extremely sharp.

But none of these three swords are as good as Yao Zishen's sword.

Yao Zishen’s sword is called “Xiawei”!

This name sounds a bit feminine, but it is one of the top ten famous swords in Luoyang!

Its sword body is slightly purple in color, and it has various deep and shallow reds.

But the color is not the point.

The key point is that the combination of true energy of this sword can pull the water vapor in the surrounding air, and shocking heat will be generated in the sword body's talisman. Although it does not directly spit out flames like the Vermilion Bird armor, it can give this water vapor an extremely high temperature.

During this fierce battle, hot air squirts on the opponent, making it easy to squeeze a bunch of blisters.

This sword has been placed in the Jian Pavilion of Canglang Sword Sect. This time I wanted to deal with Guo Beixi's private disciples, so I took it out of the Jian Pavilion.

Yao Zishen is also deeply proud of being able to use this sword to fight the enemy.

The more he looked at the sword along the way, the more he loved it. He knew that if the trip to Youzhou ended, the sword would probably have to be returned to Jiange, so he would put the sword on the bed all these days when he was sleeping.

But this sword disappeared bizarrely!

"Who is it!"

"Who is it!"

Four sword masters of Canglang Sword Sect who were messy in the cold wind wanted to pull their hair to each other.

Are all four pigs?

This must be someone who secretly took their swords while they were asleep. If this person wanted their lives, wouldn’t the four of them have died in their sleep?

Who can do this in the world?

Jiang Yaoze recalled it a little. He seemed to have slept a little too sweet last night. He wanted to say if we were all hit by something and were fascinated by some drugs.

But looking at the faces of the two uncles, he didn't dare to say it.

I don’t know how long it took, but Yao Zishen exclaimed, “Uncle Shang, there are words on your back!”

"What?"

Before others could get closer, Shang Shizhou quickly took off his coat. Sure enough, he saw a line of words in the corner of his clothes, "If you want to return your sword, you will leave the gate of the station alone, and there will be arrangements."

Shang Shizhou's whole body trembled.

It turned out that someone was really sneaking in. Without the four people's notice, they stole their swords!

"You guys are waiting for me here!"

Shang Shizhou shouted, and flew out of the post station without looking back.

In the early morning sunshine, he saw a black shadow waved at him in the streets and alleys not far away, and then disappeared.

He took a deep breath, used the light body technique, and quickly followed.

I followed it all the way to the countryside, and the black shadow in front suddenly disappeared into the wild forest.

But just by a stream next to the wild forest, a woman stood with her back to him, and four swords were placed next to her on a large rock.

"Who are you? How dare you steal our sword!"

Shang Shizhou subconsciously shouted.

He felt that this stern shout was inappropriate.

What is this sword stealing? It is okay to steal their heads by the other party’s means.

Just as his aura was slightly weak, the woman turned around, and Shang Shizhou was so shocked that he took a big step back just as soon as he saw her face.

The woman wore a strange iron mask on her face. As she breathed, the iron mask was mottled and the blue and yellow mist was unstable.

"The Fallen Contemplative Monk..."

The cold air began to flow in the pores of his body.

"Canglang Sword Sect Shang Shizhou?" The woman's voice sounded from under the mask, and the sound and airflow passed through the holes of the mask, making a hissing sound, like a poisonous snake spitting a letter.

Shang Shizhou took a deep breath, calmed down, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Not bad."

"The four people in the post station should have the highest cultivation and sword skills?" The woman looked at him, "If you really fight, then the other three single-on-one should not be able to beat you?"

Shang Shizhou felt cold in his heart. He only felt that the woman's eyes were full of fanaticism. He thought that these monks of the Depraved Contemporary were indeed as crazy and weird as those rumored, but at this time he was not afraid and said in a cold voice: "Not bad."
To be continued...