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Two days.
Muzhou Feiyu Town.
Chu Qingxiao, who had a bruise on his face, rubbed his arms while following Chu Zhaozhao.
"Miss Chu, you were too harsh yesterday, weren't you?" Chu Qingxiao complained with bared teeth.
The girl in front of the dark horse looked around on the street and said without looking back: "Who told you to be so cowardly yesterday?"
"I have pushed my cultivation to a certain level, but you don't even dare to fight back."
"This is the first time I've seen a man as timid as you."
"I was cruel in order to stimulate your fighting spirit. Who knew that you still only knew how to avoid, and that's why I accidentally hurt you."
When Chu Qingxiao heard this, he frowned and said, "I think it's not good for a sword to hurt someone if it has no eyes..."
"Humph, you are a coward. I know how to act with caution. If you are such a coward, how can you practice?"
"I think actual combat will be unnecessary in the future. You should start with body training. I will make a body training plan for you from tomorrow on."
"But..." Chu Qingxiao was about to say something more.
Chu Zhaozhao, who was walking in front, suddenly had his eyes lit up. As if he had discovered something extremely important, he led his horse and walked up quickly.
When Chu Qingxiao saw this, he could only swallow the words on his lips and hurried to follow.
The girl came to a blacksmith shop on the street, looked at the shopkeeper who was busy by the fire in the shop and was sweating profusely, and said: "Uncle, can you mend the sword?"
The owner of the blacksmith shop is a middle-aged man in his early forties. He is naked and has dark skin and bulging muscles. He looks like he has been engaged in manual labor all year round.
Facing Chu Zhaozhao's inquiry, the middle-aged man grinned and said, "You're right, girl. I don't know how to mend my sword. Why is this blacksmith shop open?"
After hearing this, Chu Zhaozhao's face lit up, and he quickly put the reins into Chu Qingxiao's hands, and then hurriedly took out the things on his back from behind him.
It was a sword with a body wrapped in white cloth. There were several gaps on the exposed hilt, and it looked quite old.
Chu Zhaozhao carefully held the sword with both hands, placed it on the table of the blacksmith shop, and then carefully opened the white cloth wrapping it.
Seeing that Chu Zhaozhao was so cautious, the owner of the shop became interested. He stared at the long sword that was revealed as the white cloth was torn open, secretly thinking that something that Chu Zhaozhao could treat with such care must be a sword.
Baojian, that was a big job. Thinking of this, he felt a little excited.
until……
He saw clearly what the sword looked like.
That is a very special sword.
The sword body is yellowed, and most of the sword body is covered with thick rust. Some places have been completely corroded by the rust, forming gaps. The entire sword body is even slightly bent due to the severe corrosion.
This is not so much a sword as it is a piece of rotten iron with a wooden handle.
"Big tree, can you mend it?" Chu Zhaozhao held the sword in both hands and looked at the blacksmith expectantly.
The blacksmith's face was livid, he stared at Chu Zhaozhao, gritted his teeth and spit out a word from his mouth.
"roll!"
…
"What should we do?" In a restaurant, Chu Zhaozhao held his face with his hands, looked at the rusty sword placed aside with a sad face, and muttered in his mouth. He had no appetite for the sumptuous meals on the table.
Chu Qingxiao probably understood her troubles. After taking a bite of the food, he immediately asked: "Can't the girl change her sword?"
"The sword intention nourished by the Sword Observation and Nourishment Technique is different from ordinary sword cultivation."
"Ordinary sword cultivation is to use the sword first, and then develop the sword intention."
"But the art of observing the sword and nourishing the mind is to first use the mind and then use the sword."
"The first sword you hold is the sword recognized by the sword intention in your body. Apart from this sword, there is no other sword that can activate the sword intention in your body." Chu Zhaozhao said with some annoyance and looked at the rusty sword.
Jian's eyes were full of disgust.
Chu Qingxiao took another big mouthful of food: "What if the sword breaks?"
"Then for the rest of my life, even if there is sword intent in my body that is as turbulent as the river and sea, it will be difficult to use it." Chu Zhaozhao responded, and added at the end.
"This method is unique to Tianxuan Mountain and was created for Yaoguang Sword Pool. Even the lowest spirit sword in the sword pool is a priceless treasure on the market. How can ordinary people make it?
Is this sword broken?"
"That is to say, I am unlucky...I have cultivated my sword spirit for twelve years, but I got a sword like this..."
Chu Zhaozhao inspired his sword spirit that he had cultivated for twelve years and took the rusty sword in order to help Chu Qingxiao defeat the Zhulong.
In the final analysis, Chu Qingxiao owed her something. Logically speaking, Chu Zhaozhao was in such distress at this moment, so Chu Qingxiao had to comfort her.
But Chu Qingxiao, who heard what Chu Zhaozhao said, frowned and said seriously: "General Song once said that swordsmen love swords and swordsmen love swords. This is human nature."
"But man is the master and the vessel is the servant."
"The right way is to control weapons...I heard what the girl said..."
"You have been practicing for more than ten years, but just to control people with weapons, it seems that you have fallen behind..."
Chu Qingxiao spoke so seriously that Chu Zhaozhao suddenly became furious.
"It's all wrong to say that people control weapons and weapons control people."
"There are three thousand great ways. Over the past hundreds of years in our Tianxuan Mountain, there are not a few ancestors who have achieved the realm of gods by relying on this method!"
Chu Zhaozhao said this, but suddenly he paused and became a little disinterested. He waved his hands and said, "Forget it, why should I argue with you?"
"You don't even dare to hold a sword. If I talk to you about swordsmanship, what's the point of talking about it?"
Chu Qingxiao heard this and was about to explain something.
"What this girl said is wrong!"
"Why can't people who haven't practiced kendo discuss kendo?" A clear voice came from the side. Both Chu Qingxiao and Chu Qingxiao looked sideways, and saw a pink-faced young man in white at the table next to him.
He stood up at the wine table, picked up the wine glass in his hand, and sat down at their wine table as if he was familiar with it.
Chu Qingxiao was in a daze, and Chu Zhaozhao blinked his eyes dully, and it took him a while to come back to his senses: "No...brother, who are you?"
The young man looked handsome and had a bookish air about him. Hearing this, he cupped his hands and said, "I, Meng Ziliang, have just heard about the discussion of swordsmanship. Unfortunately, I am also a swordsman, so I couldn't help but come to chat.
I hope you two won’t blame me.”
Upon hearing this, Chu Zhaozhao looked up and down at Meng Ziliang, who was full of bookishness, and asked suspiciously: "How can you use a sword like this?"
"Young lady has a keen eye, I have not really learned the art of swordsmanship yet." Meng Ziliang said this, but he was not at all angry because of the contempt in Chu Zhaozhao's words, but still smiled: "But I will definitely learn about it the next day.
Use a sword, and..."
"He will become a kendo sage who will go down in history!"
Chu Zhaozhao blinked and looked up and down again at the confident young man in front of him.
Then he nodded and said sincerely: "I wish you good luck..."
After saying this, Chu Zhaozhao turned his head and looked to the side, unwilling to pay attention to Cheng Yaojin who had rushed out halfway.
"Uh..." Chu Zhaozhao's attitude made Meng Ziliang a little embarrassed. He raised his glass and looked at Chu Qingxiao aside, with a smile on his face: "Brother, I just listened to what you said, and I know that you are very interested in swordsmanship.
I have unique insights, and I wonder if you would like to have a discussion with me, which will be beneficial to each other’s understanding of swordsmanship.”
Chu Qingxiao was also a little confused. He never thought that there was such a familiar guy in the world.
Although it was indeed outrageous to suddenly invite a stranger to discuss swordsmanship, Chu Qingxiao didn't have much ill feelings toward the guy in front of him.
Meng Ziliang's eyes were clear, and the enthusiasm in his brows didn't seem to be fake, but this familiar enthusiasm was indeed a bit overwhelming.
"Brother, you think highly of me. I just heard people say some things about swordsmanship and just followed what others said..." Chu Qingxiao said with a wry smile.
Chu Zhaozhao sneered: "You are quite self-aware."
When Meng Ziliang heard this, he had a look of regret on his face. He was about to get up when he suddenly saw the rusty sword Chu Zhaozhao put aside.
"This sword is quite unique..." He muttered, and driven by curiosity, he reached out to take it.
When Chu Zhaozhao saw this, she was shocked. She must know that this sword will be the thing that she will use to settle down in the future.
"Don't touch!" She shouted and pushed Meng Ziliang aside.
It wasn't just that she was anxious and exerted too much force, it was also the reason that Meng Ziliang's body was weak. In short, with this push, Meng Ziliang's body took several steps back and fell heavily to the ground.
But at this moment, there was a sudden commotion outside the restaurant.
Everyone looked for the sound and saw a group of soldiers in white armor passing by outside the restaurant. The soldiers walked heavily and formed a strict formation. They were filled with a murderous aura. At first glance, they were battle-hardened warriors.
.
But the leader of such a group of soldiers was a woman wearing black men's clothing and carrying two guns.
The woman was in her early twenties, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. She was pretty and had a heroic spirit that no ordinary woman would have.
The arrival of such a group of people caused the people on the street to move away almost subconsciously, while the leading woman's eyes wandered around, as if she was looking for something.
Suddenly, she turned her head and looked in the direction of Chu Qingxiao and others in the wine shop.
Her eyes lit up, but the next moment she clearly saw Meng Ziliang falling to the ground and Chu Zhaozhao holding the sword in one hand and still maintaining the posture when he pushed Meng Ziliang out with the other hand.
A violent look suddenly appeared on the woman's face.
"Evil thief, how dare you hurt my brother!"
She shouted loudly and held the guns on her back in her hands, and more than ten soldiers behind her also moved in response and rushed into the restaurant.
The diners in the restaurant had never seen such a posture before, and they all retreated away.
The soldiers filed in, and the leading woman stepped on the wooden table, jumped up high, and moved her spears like snakes in her hands, heading straight for Chu Zhaozhao's face.
"Sister, it's not..." Meng Ziliang, who was lying on the ground, wanted to explain loudly, but his voice was drowned by the shouts of the soldiers.
Chu Zhaozhao also came to his senses, and she was obviously a little angry about the woman's indifference.
At that time, she put the rusty sword back on her back, stretched out one hand, and pushed Chu Qingxiao, who was still in a daze, to the side. Then she dodged and retreated to the other side.
boom!
Only a muffled sound was heard.
The wooden table where they had just stood was blown into pieces by the spear in the woman's hand.
This is obviously a deadly move!
The anger in Chu Zhaozhao's heart became even more intense, and his spiritual power surged all over his body, and he was about to step forward, but at this time, the armored soldiers who came with the woman also came to him.
The tacit cooperation of these soldiers, and the fierce force of the spears in their hands, blocked the direction of Chu Zhaozhao's attack. Seeing this, Chu Zhaozhao did not dare to resist, and took a step back, fighting with several soldiers.
Together.
And the woman's posture of pushing Chu Zhaozhao away from Chu Qingxiao could be clearly seen.
From the fight just now, she had already seen that Chu Zhaozhao had good cultivation, but Chu Qingxiao seemed to be dumbfounded, based on the principle that it would be better to cut off one of his fingers than to hurt him.
Taking advantage of Chu Zhaozhao being restrained by the soldiers, the woman turned around and suddenly attacked Chu Qingxiao with the spear in her left hand.
Chu Qingxiao probably didn't expect that the woman would suddenly change his gaze. When he saw the spear coming, he quickly lowered his head.
Although this reaction was considered quick, the spear still pierced the clothes at the shoulder and cut a bloody mark on his shoulder.
"Girl, you misunderstood..." Chu Qingxiao saw this and wanted to explain the misunderstanding clearly.
But the woman seemed to have red eyes and didn't listen to what Chu Qingxiao said. When she picked up the spear, Chu Qingxiao's clothes were immediately torn apart. At this time, the package he was carrying on his back was also thrown away and fell to the ground. Several
Broken swords were scattered on the ground.
When the woman saw this, murderous intent surged in her eyes. At this moment, the spear in her other hand was like a snake coming out of its hole, heading towards Chu Qingxiao's face.
Chu Qingxiao had given in several times and was now forced into a corner. Faced with the woman's fierce attack, it was inevitable to avoid him.
A smile appeared at the corner of the woman's mouth, and Chu Zhaozhao, who was also watching the situation, turned pale and shouted anxiously: "No!"
But everything was too late, the woman's spear was about to pierce Chu Qingxiao's face.
Chu Qingxiao's eyebrows finally showed a look of displeasure.
As soon as he lifted his toes, a short sword scattered on the ground fell into his hand.
At the same time, the gentle look in his eyes disappeared at this moment, becoming fierce and murderous...
It was as if he had changed into a different person in an instant.
His whole body was filled with a ghost-like aura.
Facing the spear that the woman was attacking, he not only showed no intention of evading, but instead showed a ferocious smile on his lips, took a step forward, and went straight to meet her.
At the moment when the tip of the spear was about to pierce his eyebrows, his head tilted sharply, avoiding the spear by a hair's breadth. He continued to step forward, breaking the sword with his hand and slapping it on the body of the spear.
The spear trembled at that time, and the huge force made the woman's tiger's mouth numb, and a sharp pain came from it.
Under the pain, the woman frowned and lost consciousness for a moment.
And at this moment, the dagger that was slapped on the gun body was moved forward by Chu Qingxiao against the gun body. The sword body rubbed against the gun body, and a spark burst out.
The next moment, when the woman came to her senses, there was a chill on her neck, and the broken sword in the young man's hand was already pressed against her neck.
All this happened in a flash of lightning, and everyone was stunned on the spot.
Meng Ziliang, who had just gotten up, sighed with envy: "A master..."
Chu Zhaozhao, on the other hand, looked dull and murmured: "You can actually use a sword..."
When these words came out, she was suddenly stunned and realized her stupidity.
The seemingly gentle young man in front of me, when he was besieged by Zhu Yin, followed Xizhou Jianjia to face the ferocious Yin beasts for half a year, but he did not die...
How could a guy who survived such a mountain of corpses and sea of blood be a coward who didn't even dare to hold a sword...