Chapter 184: Xiahou Swordsman Wants to Cultivate Immortals
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Two more days.
Ning Caichen came once during the day. He came to Guobei County to collect debts. When he arrived at the restaurant where he owed the debt, he found that the account book had been soaked by the rain on the way there. The handwriting was blurred and the people did not acknowledge the account at all.
He had no choice but to leave in despair.
When I came to Zhang Heng, I didn't just say goodbye to him, but I didn't plan to go back and wanted to borrow some travel expenses.
I didn't borrow much, just ten copper coins. I wanted to buy some steamed buns to eat on the way to avoid starving to death.
Zhang Heng did not refuse.
It's just that he didn't have any copper coins, so in the end I gave him a couple of silver coins without saying anything about whether to borrow them or not.
Because if you borrow something, you must repay it.
If you don't pay it back, you can't borrow it, you can only give it.
Ning Caichen left with a lot of gratitude.
Before leaving, he also told him that when he comes to Mushan Mansion, he can come to see him at Widow Wang Alley in the south of the city.
"Yan Chixia, Yan Chixia!"
"I know you are at Lanruo Temple. Stop hiding. Can you hide from the first grade of junior high school or the fifteenth grade of junior high school?"
night.
Zhang Heng is reading under the lamp.
Not long after, shouts suddenly came from outside.
When he opened the door, he saw a swordsman in black standing outside the courtyard. Who else could he be if he wasn't the Xiahou swordsman?
"This guy is quite persistent. From Shiliting Town to Lanruo Temple, he has been looking for Yan Chixia for several months, right?"
Seeing Xiahou Swordsman again, Zhang Heng was speechless.
The Xiahou swordsman had nothing else to do except sword fighting, whether the farm work at home was done, and whether the flowers and plants needed to be taken care of.
No wonder the heroes are all alone.
I've been away for a few months. If I had a family, my wife would have run away with him long ago.
"why you?"
Seeing Zhang Heng, Xiahou Swordsman was stunned for a moment: "Where is Yan Chixia?"
Swordsman Xiahou knew Zhang Heng, and he could tell at a glance that the man in front of him was the young swordsman who had dealt with him in Wumenju a few months ago.
"Swordsman Xiahou, what a coincidence, you are also here to see Yan Chixia?"
Zhang Heng took the initiative to say hello.
"Too?"
Xiahou swordsman held the sword and asked, "Are you looking for Yan Chixia again?"
Zhang Heng nodded: "Yes, but I heard that Yan Chixia went out to play and her return date has not yet been determined, so I am waiting for him here."
"You also want to compete with Yan Chixia in sword competition?"
Xiahou Swordsman's eyes lit up: "Have you ever fought against Yan Chixia? How is your strength?"
"Me..."
Zhang Heng originally wanted to be modest.
Then I thought about it, swordsman Xiahou is Yan Shi's father. He loves false fame and always wants to take away Yan Chixia's title of the best swordsman in the world.
No matter what he said, Yan Shi also called him "big brother".
Instead of being humble, it is better to deal with him a little bit, give up his idea of becoming the best in the world, go home and plant a few acres of rice, and avoid being burdened by a false reputation and wandering for half your life.
"I have never fought against Master Yan, but he taught me my swordsmanship. Master Yan can be considered half of my master."
Zhang Heng changed his tone: "Brother Xiahou, I heard Master Yan talking about you. It just so happens that I have improved in swordsmanship recently. I wonder if you would be willing to give me some advice?"
"Sword match!"
Xiahou Swordsman's eyes lit up.
He is a martial artist who can go a day without eating, but cannot go a day without wielding a sword or a gun.
After searching for Yan Chixia for several months, he still couldn't find any hair. His sword was already hungry and thirsty.
Now when I heard Zhang Heng's invitation to the sword competition, a smile broke out on his face: "Okay, I will give you some pointers for Yan Chixia."
"Brother Xiahou, please!"
Zhang Heng stretched out his hand and the sword came out of its sheath and fell into his hand.
When the Xiahou swordsman saw this move, he was even more delighted. As an expert knows, just one move showed that Zhang Heng had great attainments in swordsmanship.
Ding ding ding ding...
Under the moonlight, the sword shines coldly.
As soon as they met, Zhang Heng discovered that the Xiahou swordsman was not weak.
His reaction speed was very fast, and when he struck out with his sword, there was a three-meter sword mark.
The sword energy passed by, splitting gold and breaking stones. Although he did not know magic, an ordinary Taoist would probably be killed immediately if he faced him, without even having time to react.
"Sword turns into Tiangang, Tiangang Sword Formation!"
Zhang Heng fought against Xiahou Swordsman for more than ten rounds, and he realized that he might not be his opponent simply by relying on his swordsmanship.
But fortunately, he is not an ordinary swordsman. Xuanyuan Sword Art is said to be a sword technique, but it is actually a sword-controlling technique. The most powerful one is sword-controlling.
"so much?"
When Xiahou Swordsman competed with Yan Chixia, the two of them competed in swordsmanship and had never seen Yan Chixia's sword-control techniques.
At this time, I suddenly saw Zhang Heng's sword divided into two, and then divided into four, and soon it became thirty-six swords. I was very confused for a while.
"Feijian, go!"
Zhang Heng stretched out his finger.
Thirty-six flying swords came out and attacked the Xiahou swordsman from all directions.
The Xiahou swordsman blocked with left and right, but was trapped in a tight siege and could not escape. Not long after, his left arm was scratched by a sword.
"return!"
Zhang Heng clicked to stop.
With a move of both hands, the thirty-six flying swords were united and flew into the scabbard.
aside.
The Xiahou swordsman held the sword in his right hand and looked at the blood drops dripping on his left arm. He was in disbelief: "What kind of swordsmanship is this?"
"Xuanyuan Sword Jue."
Zhang Heng knew everything and said: "You must have never seen Yan Chixia use it, right? This sword technique was given to me by Yan Chixia. I just started learning it and can only divide the sword thirty-six, while Yan Chixia can divide the sword three hundred.
The sword light fills the sky, shining on the stars."
silence.
The Xiahou swordsman didn't say a word for a long time, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
After a moment, he looked deeply at Zhang Heng and then at Lan Ruosi.
Without saying a word, he turned around and left.
Zhang Heng understood his loneliness.
This is the kind of frustration that we are all practicing martial arts, but you are actually cultivating immortality.
He fought against Yan Chixia for seven years and lost for seven years, but he didn't know that Yan Chixia's most powerful skill was not swordsmanship, but sword control techniques.
It can be seen from this that I really don’t regret losing.
"Brother Xiahou, wait a moment."
Zhang Heng stopped Xiahou Swordsman.
"What, do you want to laugh at me for not overestimating my abilities?"
The Xiahou swordsman paused slightly.
"No."
Zhang Heng said: "The reason why I beat you is not because I am a master of swordsmanship, but because I am not superior in Tao, but I have skills. Sword-controlling, extraordinary martial arts, you did not lose to me, but to the ancient sages."
Swordsman Xiahou shook his head: "If you lose, you lose. There are not so many reasons to explain."
After saying that, he turned to look at Zhang Heng: "Thank you for letting me know that I am a frog in the well. I will tell Yan Chixia later so that he no longer has to hide from me. I am going to visit famous mountains and rivers to find immortals to learn swordsmanship. If it doesn't work,
Goodbye, Cheng, I will come back to you with the immortal swordsmanship I have learned to compete with Yan Chixia."
Tap tap tap...
Looking at Xiahou Swordsman's back, Zhang Heng was a little dazed.
The Xiahou Swordsman is just a small character in A Chinese Ghost Story, with only ten lines in total.
But he seems very three-dimensional and very pursuing.
Maybe one day he will be able to discover the art of immortal swordsmanship and, like Yan Chixia, enter Taoism with a sword and follow the path of a swordsman.
"Praise be to those who seek the way, who are tireless in pursuing their dreams and never slack off. May you get what you want and open the gate of heaven with your sword."
Zhang Heng sincerely wishes those who have ideals.
What's more, Xiahou Swordsman is not only Yan Shi's father, but he is also not a bad person.
For example, in A Chinese Ghost Story, he chases the thief who stole his wallet and meets Ning Caichen in the pavilion.
Seeing that Ning Caichen was shivering from the cold, he threw his steamed buns to Ning Caichen.
Later, when he saw that he was in the pavilion, Ning Caichen did not dare to come in. He only dared to stand outside in the rain.
He ate the steamed buns and walked away in the rain, letting the pavilion go.
It can be seen from this that Xiahou Swordsman is a real swordsman. He swings his sword towards the strong and shows mercy to the weak.
As for the thieves he killed.
The current world is like this, you kill me, I will kill you, killing people is also saving people, this world is too filthy.
"Tell your grandma, I know it likes the flesh and blood of warriors the most, but this person can't do it."
Zhang Heng's eyes moved up and landed on Nie Xiaoqian who was sitting on the attic: "I have secured this person's bail. Don't touch him, otherwise no one will lose face."