Slowly comforted: ",,,,,,, stop talking, senior brother. Just treat it as a trip this time.
I will go far away and travel around the mountains and rivers. I will definitely find a way to persuade my father to take back his life!" After saying that, he stared at Zhou Xing with his eyes, and tears could not help but well up.
come out.
Zhou Xing felt hot in his heart, thinking that after all, it was his junior sister who was the best to him.
Thank you. Senior Brother will not be able to take care of you in the future. You have to help Master take care of the many affairs in the sect." When the word "Master" was mentioned, Zhou
Jian Xing felt sad again.
Ning Suhua looked like she really wanted to go out for fun during the fashion week, and said playfully: "Okay, Senior Brother. When you are traveling, don't run too far."
Yuan, as soon as there is good news, I will send my junior brothers to inform you. Don’t get carried away!"
Zhou Xing smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, I know."
Ning Suhua felt miserable in her heart and knew that she couldn't pretend anymore. If she had broken up earlier, she would have been even more sad to say goodbye, so she said: "The sky is also dark."
It's morning, senior brother, please go down the mountain as soon as possible. If I don't go back, I'm afraid dad will also become suspicious."
Zhou Xing looked around the Forgotten Sword Peak. He had grown up here and was suddenly leaving. He was extremely sad. However, he knew that he would eventually leave, and he didn’t want to.
Not letting the junior sister worry anymore, she pretended to be calm and said, "Then let's stay here for a while! Junior sister, please take care of yourself!"
Ning Suhua said with a sore nose: "Elder brother, take care of yourself! Then,,,,,, then,,,,,, then I'm leaving!" After saying that, she burst into tears.
The water has fallen down and slid down her cheeks into her mouth. It is extremely bitter. Ning Suhua feels that there is no more bitter taste in the world than these tears.
He suddenly turned around and ran towards Dugumen, not wanting Zhou Xing to see his sad look again. He was crying while running, and the tears were pouring out.
Became a tearful person.
Zhou Xing looked at the little junior sister's retreating back. He was heartbroken and stood motionless on the spot, like a piece of wood. He waited until the little junior sister turned back.
The shadow disappeared, and it took him a long time to come back. Suddenly, he became alone without any relatives, and he sighed to himself: "I have been here since I was a child."
I forgot to grow up in Jianfeng, but I was suddenly kicked out of the door, asking me where to go for a while..." After saying that, he picked up the sword box and walked slowly.
When I came to a cliff, I looked at the endless mist-shrouded peaks at the foot of Wangjian Peak. I suddenly felt that the world was so big, but there was no place for me.
He sighed and said slowly: "The world is so big, where is my place?..." It seemed that he was asking both the sky and himself. Then he raised the question.
The sword went down the mountain.
Zhou Xing went down the mountain and went all the way south, visiting various famous mountains and rivers. On the way, he encountered monsters and harmed people. He slew the monsters with his sword and acted chivalrously. At night, he might not sleep well.
In the temple, or sleeping in the mountains, as time goes by, I feel at ease, and the pain of being expelled from the sect gradually fades away.
I visited a small pool in the mountains on a day trip. The water in the pool was clear and bone-chilling, with a hint of chill. There were even more rare and exotic grasses growing around the pool, which were very colorful.
When Zi. Zhou Xing saw this beautiful scene, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "I never thought that such a remote place could have such a good cold pool!"
"As the saying goes, adversity produces heroes, why can't there be good ponds in remote places? Ridiculous! Ridiculous!" An old and vigorous voice interrupted Zhou
Jian Ping's words. Zhou Xingxun looked up and saw a small thatched hut not far from the pond. An old man with white hair walked out of it, walking steadily.
He is strong, with a rosy complexion and a white beard fluttering in the wind, giving him an air of an immortal.
When Zhou Xing saw the old man's words, he had mysterious words and hidden deep truths. He felt that he had met an expert from outside the world, and when he saw his elegant demeanor, he was even more moved.
Showing respect, he stepped forward and bowed his hands and said, "Thank you, senior, for your teachings. The younger generation should not judge a scene based on its appearance."
The white-haired old man stroked his beard, smiled, and asked: "Boy, what is your name? Why are you here?"
When Zhou Xing saw this enlightened old man, he felt like his disciple. Since the old man asked, he naturally answered respectfully:
"Junior Zhou Xing was once a disciple of Dugu Clan. He was kicked out of Dugu Clan due to the mistakes he made some time ago. He is wandering outside. I accidentally came here today.
Therefore, I am really ashamed to have disturbed my senior's purification." When he mentioned the matter of being kicked out of the sect, Zhou Xing couldn't help but feel hurt secretly.
Seeing Zhou Xing's worried look, the white-haired old man cursed: "Huh! If you are kicked out, you will be kicked out. Could it be that you can't live without Dugumen?"
What?!" Zhou Xing's heart froze, knowing that the old man was enlightening him, and felt that he shouldn't be so worthless, even though he is no longer a disciple of Dugu.
Son, he couldn't sigh all day long. Being looked down upon by others would also bring disgrace to the reputation of his master, so he cheered up and responded loudly: "Senior taught me a lesson!"
The white-haired old man looked Zhou Xing over and said with a smile: "Okay, very good, little brother, you and I are destined to do something for me today.
I wonder if you are willing or not?" The white-haired old man just spoke to comfort himself, and Zhou Xing was grateful to him, even though he had nothing to do with him.
Acting chivalrously and helping others is what he should do, so he replied: "As long as it is not harmful to nature, I am willing to do my best for my seniors."
try best!"
The white-haired old man smiled and said: "It won't hurt the world, but it will hurt your body." Zhou Xing looked confused and asked: "What is that?"
What happened?" The white-haired old man continued: "You have also seen this cold pool. The cold air coming out is bone-chilling. The water in the pool is melted by thousands of years of ice and snow.
The water is extremely cold, and decades ago, when I visited Hantan, I accidentally dropped my beloved sword. I am not good at water.
Therefore, although it is extremely painful, there is really no way to do it. I have to build a small house here and wait for someone to help me pick up the sword. Your arrival today
Come at the right time."
After Zhou Xing heard this, he replied: "This is not difficult. I will jump into the pool and help my seniors get the sword." After saying this, he took off the sword case, put on the sword, and prepared it.
Jump into the cold pool. The white-haired old man stretched out his hand to stop him: "Wait a minute. This pool is extremely cold. If you jump in, you may freeze to death immediately. You have to think clearly."
If you think you can't do it, don't force it, I won't blame you."
After hearing this, Zhou Xing thought to himself: "I have been an orphan since I was a child. I was raised by my master. Now I have been kicked out of Dugumen and I have no home. This life and death will be premature."
I'm so disappointed. If heaven wants to destroy me today, I won't have any complaints if I die here." Then he replied: "Senior, don't worry, even if I die, I won't have any complaints."
Help you get the sword!"
The white-haired old man laughed loudly, took out a crystal red stone from his arms and handed it to Zhou Xing. He said, "Take it." Zhou Xing took it.
When he came, he suddenly felt warm and comfortable all over his body. He asked: "What kind of stone is this, so strange?" The old man replied: "This is flint.
It is a fragment that fell from the sun when Hou Yi shot it in ancient times. This stone emits gentle heat, which can protect you from the cold in the cold pool.
Attack." Zhou Xing's face showed joy and he thanked: "Thank you, senior. I will go get the sword now." After saying that, he jumped into the pool.
As soon as he entered the cold pool, Zhou Xing felt the cold penetrated into his bones and was very uncomfortable. Fortunately, the flint was in his body, and a warm feeling spread throughout his body from time to time. After a long time, he felt cold and uncomfortable.
He gradually got used to the change between hot and cold. Zhou Xing cheered up and swam to the bottom of the cold pool. He saw a red light at the bottom of the pool.
I thought: "This red light may be from the sword of my predecessors", so I strengthened my legs and dived to the bottom of the pool. When I swam to the bottom of the pool, I saw a strange-shaped sword.
The sword, with its curved blade, glowing faintly red, was deeply inserted into a large rock. Zhou Xing was overjoyed, and came to the sword to pull it out.
As soon as I hold the sword, I feel a warm current flowing through my body, which is no different from the feeling of flint. Zhou Xing is full of surprise, the deep water in the pool
Cold, I just wanted to get to the shore quickly, but I didn't have time to think about the weirdness of this sword. At that moment, I held the sword and lifted it up, only to hear a muffled sound from the rock.
There was a sound, it split open immediately, and the sword was pulled out smoothly.
Zhou Xing got the sword, swam out of the cold pool, handed the sword and flint to the white-haired old man, and said: "Senior, I have helped you find the sword. Please come over, senior."
Eye." The white-haired old man took the sword and flint and asked: "Little brother, do you have any questions about this sword?"
Zhou Xingzao was full of doubts about this strange-shaped sword, so he replied: "This is where I have doubts. When I was at Dugumen, I
When the swordsmiths of the Central Military Academy make swords, they always make them straight. Regardless of the use of a curved sword like this, it is just because of the way it is made.
I have little knowledge of the method and have never seen it before. Also, this sword also has a gentle warmth spreading throughout the body, making people feel very comfortable. Is it a bit like flint?
Relationship?" The white-haired old man smiled slightly and replied: "That's a good question. There is always a recognized standard in the world. For example, a sword must be straight, and a sword must be straight.
It must be curved. People are good and bad. Can't swords be bent? Can't knives be straightened? People are neither good nor bad?" The white-haired old man seemed to be asking about Zhou Xing, and also seemed to be asking about heaven and earth.
Zhou Xing listened and felt that it was very different from what his master said in the past. People must be divided into good and evil, and everything has rules that cannot be broken. He has been taught by his master since he was a child.
Teaching, I naturally regard the master’s words as truth, but when I think about the white-haired old man’s words carefully, I can’t tell what’s wrong. I just lower my head and think deeply.
Didn't answer.
The white-haired old man continued: "The person who forges the sword follows his heart and does whatever he wants. His mood is different every day, so the sword has a different shape.
and quality. The people who forged swords in those days saw the dragon winding through the sky, twists and turns, it was very spectacular, so they followed the shape of the dragon and took the shape of the sun that fell.
This sword was made of flint. At that time, the flint was too hot. As soon as the sword was born, the vegetation for miles around was burned to ashes by the heat generated by the sword body.
The person who forged the sword put all his efforts into using the Moon Palace Ice Stone to create a thin film on the sword to absorb the huge heat, and then
The sword was thrown into the Millennium Cold Pond and allowed to cool down. Calculating, to this day, the sword has been cooling in the pond for exactly thirty years.
Today is the day when the ancient sword dragon shape was cast!" After the white-haired old man finished speaking, he was full of excitement. After hearing this, Zhou Xing suddenly realized: "It turns out that before
I am the one who made the sword! I am so honored to be able to meet the master swordsmith!"
The white-haired old man did not answer. He handed the dragon-shaped sword and flint to Zhou Xing and said, "This dragon-shaped sword and flint are given to you."
This sentence was beyond Zhou Xing's expectation. He didn't expect the old man to give the sword to him, so he hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Senior has spent decades of hard work,
This sword has just been forged, and the younger generation dare not take away from others." The white-haired old man smiled and said: "You are destined to this sword. I also like you very much. From my point of view,
You are a man of integrity, so I can trust you with this dragon-shaped sword."
Zhou Xingshi didn't dare to take the sword, and he reasoned: "The younger generation is less talented and less knowledgeable. He is afraid that he will not be able to use the sword well and insult the skills of his seniors." The white-haired old man said.
The reporter was a little displeased and said angrily: "Why are you so coquettish, a real man? Just accept it if you are asked to do so! I only forge swords to cultivate the mind and nature. The sword is precious."
It has come true, my wish has been fulfilled. I should have left the cold pool right now, but I was just worried that the dragon-shaped sword would fall into the hands of traitors and cause harm to all parties. That is a great crime.
Pass. Today you have passed the test and you are the person of my choice. I entrusted the sword to you in the hope that you will make good use of it and benefit the world, so that I will not be in vain.
Hard work."
Zhou Xing listened to the old man's words and thought: "Senior, since you insist on giving me the sword, then accept it and make good use of it in the future to act chivalrously and righteously."
I am worthy of the kindness of my senior." So he stopped evading, raised his hand and took the dragon-shaped sword. He said, "Thank you for the gift of the sword, senior!" The old man smiled.
Said: "Very good, very good. I have made countless swords in my life, but only this dragon-shaped sword in my later years satisfied me the most. Now that I have found an owner for the sword, I also
There will be no regrets." After that, he started singing.
After the white-haired old man finished singing, he burst out laughing, his laughter filling the heavens and the earth.
After listening to the poem, Zhou Xing felt that he had seen him before, but he couldn't place it. Just as he was about to step forward to ask, he saw that the old man had slowly walked away.
He thought to himself: "I received the sword from the white-haired senior, but I haven't even asked his name yet." Then he chased after him and asked, "I haven't even learned the senior's name yet."
I hope senior will tell me." The old man replied: "Name? Just call me swordsmith. Haha, haha!" After that, he walked away with his sword in his sleeves.
In no time, he flew into the sky and disappeared from Zhou Xing's sight. He only heard a strong voice in his ears: "I hope you can use the sword well.
Bless heaven and earth!”
When Zhou Xing saw the white-haired old man leaving with his sword, he knew that he had met an immortal who cultivated the sword and could not catch up. He carefully looked at the sword in his hand.
The dragon-shaped sword was full of brilliance. I couldn't help but sigh with joy: "What a good sword." Thinking of what happened just now, he said to himself: "This is a good sword."
I thought I was driven down the mountain by my master and was alone. The old man who gave me the sword was not related to me, but he generously gave me the sword he made.
He is the best person to me besides my master and junior sister. I must not live up to his gift of the sword. I will make good use of this sword." After that,
Kneeling on the ground, he kowtowed three times in the direction where the white-haired old man flew away, and then left the cold pool.
Zhou walked aimlessly and continued to the southwest. Unknowingly, he had arrived at the prosperous place in the Central Plains. He saw merchants coming and going on the official road.
It was so lively. "Why not follow the caravan to see which town this leads to." Zhou Xing made up his mind and went with the caravan. It didn't take long.
We arrived at Deling City, the prosperous ancient capital, on the same day. Deling City is located right in the center of the Central Plains, and all roads from east to west, north and south pass through Deling.
Businessmen from all over the place gathered here to trade and trade, creating such a prosperous place.
Zhou Xing entered Deling City and saw that the people in the city were all gorgeously dressed in fine silk and grosgrain. There were many shops on the streets and the Chinese towers in the city.
There are countless roads, the roads are wide and endless, and there are so many people passing by, it is very lively.