At the foot of Cuiyun Peak and by the Green Water Lake, Ziqin finally caught up with Yan Shisan.
He didn't know why he had to catch up with Yan Shisan, but he still rushed up to tell Yan Shisan of his existence.
Yan Shisan was also extremely surprised when he first saw Ziqin.
He looked at Ziqin quietly for a long time, suddenly startled, and then looked at him for a long time, with a trace of shock and admiration in his eyes.
"I didn't expect you to be a swordsman prodigy."
Yan Shisan's voice was extremely emotional, but beside him, Crow Crow looked at Ziqin silently, with a trace of disdain in his eyes.
As if noticing the crow's disdain, Yan Shisan suddenly turned his head and smiled at the crow.
"You know, it only took one sword strike for me to defeat him, and it would probably be about the same for you to defeat him."
Yan Shisan said this very calmly, but Crow was horrified.
He is a swordsman, the best swordsman in the world. Although he has never fought against Zi Qin, Crow Crow is sure that he can never defeat Zi Qin with one sword. Not only he cannot defeat him, but Yan Shisan cannot defeat him either.
Because Ziqin's energy and energy seemed to be solidified into a ball. If any swordsman could solidify his energy and spirit into a ball, his swordsmanship would definitely be good, at least not as good as Crow Crow and Yan Shisan.
Difference.
"There are really such people in this world who can break through after failure."
Crow murmured, but the look he looked at Ziqin had changed from disdain to admiration.
There are not many people in this world who can stand up after failure, and there are even fewer people who can stand up after failure and achieve breakthroughs. People like Ziqin who break through immediately after failure are rare.
Such a person, even though his swordsmanship is not as good as that of Yan Shisan and Wu Wu, can definitely gain the approval of both of them.
And the most direct expression of recognition between men is often wine.,
So Yan Shisan, Crow Crow, and Ziqin were already sitting in a tavern. The name of the tavern was Xinghua Village.
The clothes are wet with the rain of apricot blossoms. Although the wine in Xinghua Village is not brewed with apricot blossoms, it is still a very fine wine. However, after just two sips, Ziqin discovered that he had done something wrong.
Big mistake.
Cao Bing was not good at drinking. After two sips of wine, Ziqin's head began to feel dizzy.
Anyone who has drunk alcohol knows this feeling well. Your head is obviously still clear and you can still think, but your head already feels heavy, your hands and feet have begun to feel numb, and you can't even feel the ground when you walk.
This is the situation Ziqin is in now.
Fortunately, he still has two new friends, Yan Shisan and Crow.
The two men were holding Ziqin on one side, and next to them was the lake, Green Water Lake.
Clipper, shopkeeper, this boat is very ordinary, but the shopkeeper is anything but ordinary. Ziqin actually noticed the shopkeeper at the beginning. In fact, if he hadn't been thinking about Xie Wangsun, I'm afraid the first thing Ziqin would have seen was
This shopkeeper.
Unfortunately, at this moment, the shopkeeper was still talking to Yan Shisan, but Ziqin's head was already blurry.
The clipper docked, and Ziqin was helped ashore by Yan Shisan and Crow Crow. The shopkeeper had already gone away, but there was another person here to greet them. This person was naturally Xie Wangsun.
Xie Wangsun was indeed a very kind old man, even kinder than what was written in the original book. When he saw Zi Qin being drunk, the old man's first reaction was to come over and help Zi Qin.
No one would have thought that this old man who was supporting a drunkard was actually the current owner of the most prestigious Excalibur Villa in the world.
The old man's hand was very warm, but when the old man's hand supported Zi Qin, Zi Qin's eyes that were so drunk that they could hardly open their eyes suddenly showed a hint of sobriety.
"Very clean hands."
Ziqin looked at Xie Wangsun's hand with drunken eyes.
These are indeed a pair of very clean hands. Xie Wangsun is already past middle age, and his temples have turned gray, but his hands are still white and clean, and the nails on all ten fingers are neatly trimmed.
Even a girl who is twenty years old may not have such clean hands.
"You see that your hands are clean just because your eyes are clean. If another person looks at them, they are just a pair of old people's hands."
Xie Wangsun smiled. His smile was very gentle and looked like the smile of an old man who had no worries.
Ziqin thought of his first life, and thought of the old people doing Tai Chi and doing morning exercise in the park every morning. Aren't those people's smiles the same as Xie Wangsun's smile at this time?
But, how could such an old man be the same as those old men?
"You know, I came here not to see anyone, but to see a sword."
Ziqin continued to speak. His eyes seemed to be completely awake, but he seemed to be even more drunk. Both Yan Shisan and Crow Crow could feel Ziqin's body trembling.
People with hangovers often feel a little uncomfortable when they wake up, and trembling is just the least of them.
Yan Shisan and Wu Wu didn't pay attention to Ziqin's words, nor did they care about Ziqin's abnormality. However, Xie Wangsun was slightly stunned. His hand holding Ziqin seemed to stiffen suddenly.
Just for a moment, and then the old man laughed again.
His hand was still supporting Ziqin.
"Everyone who comes here wants to see that sword, and no one will be disappointed. Although the sword belongs to the Xie family, the Xie family will not prevent fellow Jianghu people from viewing the sword."
Xie Wangsun's smile remained humble.
Ziqin was silent. Among the Xie family's descendants, from two hundred years ago to the present, how could anyone really not bear the burden of being the number one sword in the world? Could it be that Xie Wangsun was an exception?
This old man looks just like the old people doing Tai Chi in the park, but is he really the same?
The old man's martial arts skills were certainly not bad, but Ziqin never felt a breath from him. The old man looked like a mere mortal, but he had become one with his surroundings.
Before coming, Ziqin wanted to see this old man countless times. However, after seeing this old man, Ziqin knew that it actually made no difference whether he saw him or not.
This old man is really no longer on the same level as him.
Following the path is an ancient mansion, and inside the mansion there are halls and several large houses built in a scattered manner.
Ziqin was supported by Yan Shisan and Wu Wu and followed the old man into the big room next to the hall. This was an ancestral hall with countless tablets placed here.
Ziqin's eyes had already seen a huge square covered with cloth in the center of the room, and a sword stand also covered with cloth in front of the square.
These are naturally the Xie family's magic sword and the coffin of Mr. Xie.
Ziqin already knew what Xie Wangsun was going to say next, and also knew Yan Shisan's reaction. Ziqin didn't have much interest in this anymore, he just stood aside quietly.
Watching this farce performance as if watching a play.
However, just when the old man revealed the final farce, Ziqin suddenly felt the fluctuation of Yan Shisan's aura, which was a very strange fluctuation.
Ziqin could not explain what this fluctuation was, but Ziqin knew that Yan Shisan at this time was no longer the Yan Shisan before.
Ziqin couldn't describe Yan Shisan at this time, but he vaguely felt that he had grasped something.
At this time, Ziqin suddenly saw Yan Shisan's hand, his right hand. At this time, his right hand was hanging on his waist. Ziqin had a good memory. He remembered that Yan Shisan's right hand would never leave the hilt of his sword.
of.
At this time, Yan Shisan's right hand had already left the hilt of his sword.
Ziqin felt like there were countless thunders in his heart. He knew exactly where Yan Shisan was starting to be different. He had already put down his sword.
Perhaps a second ago Yan Shisan was still a stickler for moves, but from this second Yan Shisan had taken two steps in a row and put down his sword.
This may not be the kind of letting go of Xie Sanshao, nor is it the kind of letting go of Xie Wangsun, but Yan Shisan still let go in the end.
Ziqin looked at his hand. He had thought about letting it go, but in the end he never put it down. That day in the woods, when Mr. Xie showed up, his first reaction was still to hold the sword.
If a swordsman wants to put down his sword, the first thing he may have to put down is life and death.
Ziqin was far from this point, but now, Yan Shisan had already given up, and he had given up with just one word from Xie Wangsun.
Suddenly, Ziqin smiled bitterly. He had tried so hard, but it was useless, while Yan Shisan had done nothing but had given up.
After all, he was neither Yan Shisan nor Xie Sanshao, so he couldn't let go.
Ziqin suddenly pulled out the wooden sword from his waist, and then broke the wooden sword with both hands.
Yan Shisan and Crow Crow looked over.
"Wooden swords cannot kill people, and naturally they cannot protect themselves."
Ziqin laughed, and his smile was extremely gentle. He was no longer as aggressive as when he was talking to Wangsun Xie before. He had figured it out and understood that he was not Yan Shisan, Wangsun Xie, or Third Young Master Xie.
Even, he is not Cao Bing, he has his own way, a unique way, and he should not pursue other people's paths.
The sword was taken out by Zi Qin again. Naturally, the sword would not rust due to not being used for this period of time. However, when Zi Qin held the sword again, everyone could feel the sword making a slight noise.
Shock.
This sword actually seemed to be screaming.
Xie Wangsun's eyes finally showed surprise for the first time. He looked at Ziqin and the sword. Suddenly, his hand couldn't help but tremble slightly, as if he wanted to hold the magic sword next to him.
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"I, it's time to leave."
Ziqin suddenly laughed, and his smile seemed to light up the ancestral hall.
Yan Shisan's letting go can no longer cover Ziqin's light. Perhaps, at this time, Yan Shisan has no more light. The moment the news of Xie Sanshao's death was revealed by Xie Wangsun, Yan Shisan's heart had already died.
Third Master Xie is strong not only in his swordsmanship, but also in his reputation. Everyone seems to think that losing to him is a right thing, but winning against him is a kind of blasphemy and an offense.
"Where are you going? Maybe we can get together."
Crow said with a smile. He looked at Ziqin with great interest at this time. He likes swords, and even more likes swordsman masters. If Ziqin, who was defeated and broke through before, has aroused Crow's interest, then Ziqin, who is now shining brightly,
Qin has already made the crow feel that he can go with him.
"I'm going to challenge the seven sword sects, and then from south to north, I'll challenge all the famous swordsmen one by one. Will you come with me?"
Ziqin laughed, his smile was still extremely gentle, but the crow could no longer laugh. Who else would be interested in this kind of thing, this kind of madness, except for the insane.
Crows are not crazy, and naturally they would not want to do such crazy things.
But the old man's eyes had already lit up, like the sun in the darkness. He looked at Ziqin, no longer trying to hide himself.
After a long time, the old man suddenly sighed.
With this sigh, the sun also set. After all, he was already sunset. If he had been ten years younger, perhaps Xie Wangsun would not have reacted this way when he met someone like Ziqin.
Ziqin was still talking to the crow, but Yan Shisan had already left. His heart was dead, and although he was alive, he was already a walking corpse, so Yan Shisan had already walked out.
Ziqin knew that this step would lead to the emergence of a swordsman who was unprecedented and unprecedented.
Ziqin also followed Yan Shisan out. When he left, he was just like Yan Shisan, but the feelings of Crow and the old man were completely different.
If Yan Shisan walked like a walking corpse, then Zi Qin walked like a rising sun. The former may bring eternal darkness and silence, but the latter is powerful enough to tear the world apart.
In the end, the crow had gone away, but the old man still stood blankly in the ancestral hall. He looked at the coffin and the sword.
The old man's hand gently brushed the sword, his eyes were extremely sad, but extremely determined. His era has passed, and neither the eternal darkness nor the endless light have anything to do with him anymore.
However, the era of Excalibur Villa will never pass. As long as this sword is still there, then the story of Excalibur Villa will exist in this world.
Outside Xinghua Village, in the woods, Ziqin lit a bonfire. He sat cross-legged by the bonfire, taking stock of Xiaoao's gains and the power he could gain in this world.
It was the same as the original plan, to take stock of these things after meeting Xie Wangsun, but it was different.
Ziqin originally planned to learn from Xie Wangsun's realm and try to reach a higher realm, but in the end he found that neither Xie Wangsun's path nor Yan Shisan's path was suitable for him, and he finally found his own path.
He doesn't need to let go of anything, he just needs to pick it up.
Everything in this world is inherently opposite. When you let go, you naturally have to pick it up. Just like there is life, there is death, so picking up is also a state.
After opening the system, countless information appeared in front of Ziqin's eyes. He started to open it one by one, starting with the information in Xiaoao.
"Congratulations on completing the main mission of Swordsman World, killing Dugu and seeking defeat, the mission reward, ten skill points..., the remaining part of the Sunflower Book (obtained, assigned to the reward by yourself)."
"Congratulations on clearing Swordsman World. You can enter the cleared dungeon. You can postpone the entry or not enter. Please choose whether to enter?"
"Entering the world of mood, the third young master's sword automatically strips away the basic swordsmanship and can be integrated with any swordsmanship in the world to improve the level. Discovered the Dian Cang sword technique, which can be integrated. Discovered Xie Sanshao's sword moves, which can be integrated. Discovered the thirteen deadly swords.
Can be integrated, discovered the fourteen deadly swords, can be integrated."
"When entering the Third Young Master's sword, the effect of the True Yi Jin Jing will be weakened."
"The continuation of the world mission Beiming, the internal power accumulation of the mission is turned on. Tips, the internal power increase speed in the non-activated state is increased. After it is turned on, it returns to the normal state."
After reading the messages countless times in a row, Ziqin read them one by one. When he saw the last one, he couldn't help but reveal a wry smile.
In the world mission, he finally knew how to calculate the increase in internal energy. It turned out that he could still accumulate it, but this was not a good thing. This meant that whether he was in the main world or going to other worlds, the internal energy of Beiming would be continuously generated until he let He exploded.
What made Ziqin feel most comfortable was the True Yi Jin Jing. Although this was an auxiliary martial skill, it was still a martial skill. Normally, martial arts could not be carried to other worlds, but this True Yi Jin Jing But it can weaken the effect of carrying it.
This is a good thing for Ziqin, which means that Ziqin only needs to learn enough such martial arts to have a stronger starting point.
After taking inventory, Ziqin began to integrate the Dian Cang sword technique.
This sect cannot be the protagonist most of the time, but its swordsmanship is definitely famous.
No matter which world the Diancang Sect's swordsmanship is known for, it is fierce.
The swordsmanship of the Diancang sect in the Third Young Master's World is particularly ruthless. Cao Bing's reputation as a ruthless boy comes not only from Cao Bing himself, but also from his swordsmanship.
Dian Cang's sword technique is extremely powerful and does not turn around at all, but it is also one of the best offensive sword techniques in the world.
Naturally, this swordsmanship is not as good as the Thirteen Deadly Swordsmanship.
Ziqin chose the Fusion Point Cangjian Sect.
Just like learning Diancang Sword Technique bit by bit from the beginning, Ziqin's mind was constantly rolling with various mysteries of Diancang Sword Technique. Those who climbed to the top of the mountain and faced the world when the water came to an end Swordsmanship created by the rugged nature.
Every move, every move carries fierce murderous intent.
Ziqin realized over and over again that the bonfire was slowly extinguished, but the long sword in Ziqin's hand was already swaying.
The sky was extremely dark, but the sword light illuminated the surrounding area. I don't know how much time passed before Ziqin stopped his sword. He sat down cross-legged again, slowly comprehending the inspiration of the sword dance just now.
Then, Ziqin once again fused the Thirteen Death Swords, the Fourteenth Swords, and the sword of Xie Sanshao.
These are the most powerful sword techniques in the world. Ziqin took a lot of time to fuse each one. By the time the last sword was fused, the sky had already started to shine.
It's already bright.
Ziqin opened his eyes from the realization, and a faint sharpness flashed in his eyes.
However, at this moment, if Yan Shisan and Crow Crow couldn't help but frown again, Ziqin's eyes seemed sharper than before, but in fact, his energy and energy were not as solid as before.
A good swordsman should never lose his strength.
"The sword really needs blood."
Ziqin shook his head, integrating three sword techniques overnight, but he also felt that his momentum was far from keeping up with the improvement of sword techniques. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated. quick!)