A Liang stood up and heard a distant horn sound on the battlefield, signaling that the troops in the wild world had withdrawn.
Both sides will clear the battlefield on their own, and there may be no need for trumpets to end the next battle.
A Liang came to the pavilion of Zhanlongya, released the empty wine bottle in his hand, spun around in a circle, howled, kicked the wine bottle out of the pavilion, and threw it on the martial arts field.
The war came to an end, and for a while the sword cultivators on the city wall returned home one after another like migratory birds returning north, with their swords shining brightly and the scenery picturesque.
Retreat, recuperate, practice swordsmanship, and drink alcohol.
The deceased has passed away, and the sadness of the survivors will be dispelled one by one in the wine bowl, drinking heavily or sipping on the wine table.
A Liang forgot which master said at the wine table that a person's belly is the best wine vat in the world, and the stories of old friends are the best puree. Add that gall, and blend the joys and sorrows, and it becomes the best wine vat in the world.
It can brew the best wine with endless taste.
After some thought and a pat on the thigh, I realized that this expert was none other than myself.
It is not good to be too arrogant and belittle oneself as a human being. You must change it.
Soon, a group of people returned to Ning Mansion from the city with swords. Ning Yao suddenly fell sharply and landed at the gate, talking to the old woman.
The rest, Chen Sanqiu, Die Zhang, Dong Hua Fu, Yan Zhuo, and Fan Dache, still went straight to the pavilion, floated down, and sheathed their swords.
A Liang put one hand on the pillar of the pavilion and touched the toes of one foot to the ground. He looked at the slim woman and said with emotion: "Die Zhang is a big girl."
Diezhang smiled and called Aliang.
When she was a child, Diezhang often squatted in the streets with A Liang and worried. The man was worried about how to find money for drinks, and the little girl was worried about why she wouldn't let herself buy alcohol. Every time she bought alcohol, she could earn some traveling expenses.
Copper coins, broken silver. The "fight" between copper coins and copper coins in the rag money bag. If one or two broken silver coins are added, it will be the most pleasant sound in the world. Unfortunately, Aliang has too many credit cards, and many restaurants
The shopkeeper of the wine shop was also afraid when he saw her.
Dong Huafu asked: "Where is it bigger?"
A Liang smiled and said, "Ask your mother."
Dong Huafu chuckled and said, "There are so many mountains and mountains. My mother said you had no good intentions in helping the mountains to come up with this name."
A Liang said helplessly: "What's this all about? Let your mother read less of the famous books in the world. With so many books in your family, I don't know how many unscrupulous booksellers in Nanbosu Island have been supported.
It’s not good, the content is also vulgar. Among the ten books, not one of them can be read a second time. Your sister is an unconscionable girl. Why did you tear up so many key pages and use them as toilet paper?"
Dong painted the talisman without saying a word. He was also involved in this matter. His sister was flipping through the books with murderous intent. He was only responsible for helping her tear up the books, and then his sister secretly bound them into a volume.
Chen Sanqiu kicked off his boots and sat cross-legged, with a relaxed attitude and his back against the railing.
He likes Dong Bu, and Dong Bu likes A Liang, but this is not the reason why Chen Sanqiu dislikes A Liang.
On the contrary, Chen Sanqiu admired A Liang's free and easy attitude, and was also very grateful for some of A Liang's actions back then.
For example, for his own sake, A Liang once had a big quarrel with the boss Jian Xian in private and cursed Chen Xi, the head of the Chen family, but he never told Chen Sanqiu from the beginning to the end. Chen Sanqiu only found out about these inside stories after the fact.
, A Liang has left the Great Wall of Sword Qi, wearing a bamboo hat on his head and hanging a bamboo knife, and quietly returned to his hometown.
Some swordsmen are very good at swordsmanship, but they are not free. They are always uncomfortable in the world of life.
It seems that Aliang, who is the freest, always says that true freedom is never the freedom from worries.
Fatty Yan was rubbing the man's shoulders and tapping his back, and asked in a low voice: "A'Liang, A'Liang, how is my swordsmanship now? After going to the vast world, can I make the fairy feel like a deer? Did you say that as long as I am a sword fairy?
, even if the appearance is not so handsome, with the sword, it is the best rouge for women. When they see the superb swordsmanship, they are like applying blush, does it count or not? "
A Liang nodded and said: "How can you not count? I am very familiar with Haoran World. If you have the opportunity to travel there in the future, I will give you a map and mark all the mountains with fairies. You can also
Don't be stupid and ask for swordsmanship. Just go to the foot of the mountain, get up with the sword, walk around the top of the mountain, perform a set of swordsmanship, and then call it a day. Don't say anything during this period, take off the wine bottle, and leave it.
Just give the fairies a back view of drinking wine. Until this moment, you can recite a poem loudly and walk away in style..."
Yan Zhuo's head was as big as a dustpan, "Ah Liang, I can't recite poetry."
A Liang said: "I have it. There are more than 300 lines in a booklet, all of which are poems tailor-made for sword immortals like us. Can I sell it to you at a friendly price?"
Dong Huafu asked: "Have you already used up all the poems in the booklet?"
A Liang was a little embarrassed.
Fan Dache is the most reserved.
He is not familiar with Senior A Liang.
Even though Senior A Liang is approachable, to Fan Dache, he is still aloof, close in front of his eyes but far away in the horizon.
This is like when many young swordsmen meet Dong Sangen, Lu Zhi and other old swordsmen and great swordsmen. The seniors may not look down on the juniors, but the juniors often can't help but look down on themselves.
A Liang smiled and said, "Your name is Fan Dache, right?"
Fan Dache nodded quickly, feeling flattered.
A Liang said: "You reached the Golden Core Realm earlier than the boss Sword Immortal and I originally expected."
Fan Dache couldn't believe it.
Can I get into the eyes of senior Aliang and the boss swordsman?
A Liang said with a smile: "Actually, every child's growth is watched by the boss sword fairy. It's just that the boss sword fairy is shy and doesn't like to be polite to others."
This is not easy to say.
After all, I am not the second shopkeeper who treats people with sincerity.
After Ning Yao and Nanny Bai separated, they walked up the stone path of Zhanlongya. After Ning Yao arrived at the pavilion, A Liang and everyone else had already taken their seats.
Ning Yao looked a little tired and asked: "A-Liang, is he in any serious condition?"
"That kid couldn't sleep well. I knocked him out. Now he's screaming like thunder. He's much better."
A Liang once said, "It will be difficult for Chen Ping'an to go out to fight in the city again in the short term. You should have stopped him from fighting in the previous fight. It was too dangerous to develop the habit of gambling on your life."
Ning Yao shook his head and said: "It's up to him to do the big things. I can't persuade him."
A Liang clicked his tongue in surprise, "Is Girl Ning still the Girl Ning I know?"
Ning Yao sat down silently, leaning against the pavilion pillar with his shoulder.
She carried a sword case on her back and wore a snow-white robe.
In the pavilion, chat casually.
It was probably Dong Huafu who was asking A Liang about Qingming Tianxia's deeds. A Liang was bragging about how great he was there, and punching Tao's second son was not a skill. After all, he couldn't tell the winner, but he couldn't tell the difference.
With one sword, he can overwhelm Bai Yujing with his style, but it is not a feat that just anyone can accomplish.
Pretending to be relaxed, there must be something difficult to let go of.
A Liang finally gave these young people some pointers on swordsmanship and broke through the bottlenecks and obstacles in their respective cultivation. Then he stood up and said goodbye, "I will go to an acquaintance to ask for a drink, and you should hurry back to your homes."
Ning Yao stood up and watched A Liang and all his friends go away with their swords one after another.
She walked down Dragon Dragon Cliff alone and went to the small house. She gently opened the door, crossed the threshold, sat on the edge of the bed, and gently held Chen Ping'an's left hand that had reached out of the bed at some point.
She was still trembling slightly, which was a sign that her soul was trembling and her energy was still unstable. Ning Yao moved gently and put Chen Pingan's hand back on the quilt. She lowered her head and bent over, reaching out to wipe away the sweat from Chen Pingan's forehead.
A finger gently smoothed his slightly frowned brow.
Chen Pingan likes him, and Ning Yao is very happy.
But Chen Ping'an likes her, so he has to be so tired, and Ning Yao is a little angry with himself.
So Chen Ping'an, who was sleeping, had just relaxed her brows when she herself frowned.
No matter what, I can't help but like him, and I can't bear to let him not like me.
These sorrows and sorrows have not yet left my brows, but have come to my mind.
A Liang returned directly to the city, but instead of going to the hut, he sat next to Wu Chengpei who was still diligently practicing his sword.
Wu Chengpei looked at the battlefield. The long golden river had been collected by the saints of the three religions. There were still some sporadic fighting on the ground.
There is no trace of sadness on his face, but he is suffering unspeakably.
For many swordsmen who have just arrived and traveled to other places, almost all of the local swordsmen in the Great Wall of Sword Qi have weird tempers and are difficult to get close to.
A Liang didn't say anything either.
Wu Chengpei finally said: "I heard from Mi Hu that before Zhou Cheng died, he said, 'There is no point in living, so just watch.' Tao Wen said that it is rare to die happily. I envy them."
A Liang said: "It is true that not everyone can choose how to live, they can only choose how to die. But I still want to say that it is better to die than to live."
Wu Chengpei said: "In the years since you were away, all the foreign sword cultivators, no matter whether they are dead or alive, regardless of whether their level is high or low, have made people look at them with admiration. I no longer have any resentment against Haoran Tianxia."
A Liang took out a pot of Xianjia wine, opened the mud seal, and swung it gently. The aroma of the wine hit his nostrils. He lowered his head and sniffed it, and said with a smile: "Another autumn has passed in the wine, and the flavor of the wine beats the fragrance of cinnamon every year. The world is harmonious.
The drinks in Qing Ming Tianxia are indeed not as good as the Great Wall of Sword Qi."
Wu Chengpei suddenly asked: "A-Liang, have you ever had a woman you really liked?"
A Liang thought for a moment and was about to speak when Wu Chengpei shook his head and said, "No need to answer. I already regretted asking this question. I guess I regret even more after hearing the answer."
A Liang smiled and said, "Walking around in the world, I don't have any love for my children, so I don't want to drink. Look at those infatuated people, none of them are drunkards soaked in wine. In the love field, everyone is a coward."
Wu Chengpei was a little surprised. It was rare for this bastard A Liang to say a few serious words that were not tainted with meat and fish.
Lu Zhi made a rare appearance and sat on the other side of Wu Chengpei.
A Liang threw the jug in his hand, but was slapped back by Lu Zhi. Ah Liang borrowed the jug and complained: "Why are you so polite to your brother A Liang? It's just a jug of wine."
Lu Zhi raised her arms.
A Liang lamented, took out a new pot of wine and threw it over, "A heroic woman should be informal."
After Lu Zhi drank, he asked: "I heard that there is a lineage of Taoist sword immortals in Qingming world with a long history. How is the sword technique specific? How is it compared to the great master of Longhu Mountain?"
A Liang rubbed his chin, "You mean that Headmaster Sun of Daxuandu Temple? I haven't dealt with him before, so it's a pity that the female crown sisters of Daxuandu Temple... Oh no, it's the Taoist Tower of Taoist Temple.
Lin, regardless of whether there are people or not, the scenery is absolutely beautiful. As for the Great Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, I am very familiar with it. Those yellow and purple nobles from the Celestial Master's Mansion are very enthusiastic every time they treat guests, which can be said to mobilize the troops."
There is no need to talk when you meet, just give me a thunderbolt first, of course you are very enthusiastic.
A Liang moved Wu Chengpei's head away and smiled with Lu Zhi: "If you are interested, you can visit the Tianshi Mansion later and tell me my name first."
Lu Zhi sneered: "Tell me your name? Isn't it the same as asking for swords from Longhu Mountain?"
A Liang laughed and said: "The person who knows me best in the Sword Qi Great Wall is none other than Lu Zhi."
Wu Chengpei said: "You two, I am practicing my sword, drinking and chatting, and going somewhere else."
Lu Zhi said: "If you die before a person's heart, you won't be able to make a good sword."
Wu Chengpei said: "Don't worry about it. I only know the flying sword 'Ganlin'. Even if I never practice it again, it is still among the top three in the first class. The flying sword of Lu Dajianxian is only in the second class. The first class of the summer palace
, recorded clearly.”
Lu Zhi said: "Wait until I finish drinking."
Wu Chengpei said: "Please drink faster."
Sword Immortal Wu Chengpei was not good at catching and fighting, but he was famous in the Sword Qi Great Wall for not being afraid of anyone. A Liang was with Wu Chengpei back then and suffered a lot.
Wu Chengpei's casual words made A Liang drink alcohol for half a year.
"You, A Liang, are of a high level and have a great background. You are not going to die anyway. Why are you trying to show off your prestige with me?"
What embarrasses people is never the words that make no sense at all, but the words that sound reasonable but not so reasonable.
At this moment, A Liang waved his hand and shouted to the two old swordsmen who were sitting at the north and south city walls not far away: "It's time to take the throne! Cheng Quan, Zhao Geyi, bet, bet!"
But Lu Zhi had already stood up, threw the wine bottle outside the city wall, and left with his sword.
After Lu Zhi left, A Liang said: "Lu Zhi used to treat everyone like an outsider, but now he has changed a lot. It's rare for me to speak my own language with you. Why don't you appreciate it?"
Wu Chengpei looked dazed and said, "I feel uncomfortable after hearing my own words."
A Liang nodded, "That's right."
Wu Chengpei said: "Do you know about Xiao Xun?"
A Liang later lay down on his back with his pillow on the back of his hands, crossed his legs and said, "Everyone has his or her own ambitions."
Wu Chengpei suddenly said: "I didn't say thank you or apologize for what happened back then. I'll make up for it today. I'm sorry, thank you."
Ah Liang said: "In other parts of the world, swordsmen like us brothers who are good at swordsmanship and have better looks are very popular."
Wu Chengpei is indeed a handsome man. In many foreign women's conversations, he and Mi Yu are often referred to as "double beauties".
It's just an infatuation and a passion.
After seeing with their own eyes the appearance and grace of the two Jade Purity Sword Cultivators, the foreign women who all felt that their trip was worthwhile, suddenly realized that men can also be so good-looking and beautiful, and women are not the only ones who enjoy beauty.
Character.
Wu Chengpei put the Jianfang sword across his knees, looked into the distance, and said softly: "Walking to the water bank, sit down and watch the clouds rise."
Wu Chengpei then asked: "Would it be better to sit and watch the clouds rise from the mountains, and add the word "山" to echo the water?"
A Liang said casually: "No, there are too many words and there is less meaning."
Wu Chengpei thought for a moment and nodded: "It makes sense."
A Liang smiled and said, "Why are you so arty?"
Wu Chengpei replied: "I have nothing to do, so I looked through the Jian Sword Immortal Seal Book. It's quite interesting."
A Liang asked in confusion: "What the hell?"
Wu Chengpei smiled and said: "You don't know the word "皕"? How can you become a scholar? Your father is not angry to death with you?"
A Liang said with a smile: "Your father is almost mad at you."
Wu Chengpei stretched out, and said slowly with a smile on his face: "The heart of a gentleman, the sky is blue and the sun is white, and the autumn water is a clear mirror. When friendships between gentlemen are on the same path, there are no evil words. When a gentleman travels, the weeds will dew in the morning.
It’s nice to be a person, and it’s lovely to go.”
A Liang was stunned for a moment, "Did I say this?"
Wu Chengpei smiled and said: "The scholar said it."
After Chen Ping'an woke up again, he could walk without any problems. He didn't feel relieved when he learned that the barbarian world had stopped attacking the city.
After failing to find Ning Yao, Aunt Bai was teaching boxing at the Winter Palace, so Chen Pingan went to the Summer Palace with his sword, only to find A Liang sitting on the threshold, chatting with Chou Miao.
Chou Miao, Dong Bu and the others, local sword cultivators, are very familiar with A-Liang. However, Lin Junbi, a foreigner sword cultivator, actually only has a name for A-Liang, who is from the same hometown. Everyone has heard of it, but no one has seen it.
.
A-Liang has stayed at the Great Sword Qi Wall for more than a hundred years. To the young Taoist cultivators in the world, the only stories about A-Liang are passed down through word of mouth.
Jiang Shangzhen, who lives in Luzhou, Beiju, has many stories, and A Liang, who has traveled through three worlds, has even more stories.
Since the two landscape paintings spread out in the summer palace could not touch the battlefield south of the golden river, all the sword cultivators in the Yinguan lineage had never seen A Liang draw his sword twice earlier, and could only pass through the summary.
The information was used to feel that grace, so that young swordsmen such as Lin Junbi and Cao Gun were more restrained than Fan Dache when they saw the real person of A Liang.
Song Gaoyuan from Fuyaozhou looked even more excited, his face flushed, but he didn't dare to speak.
Song Gaoyuan has known since he was a child that the female ancestor of his lineage admired A Liang very much. At that time, Song Gaoyuan asked many taboo questions because of his young age, and the female ancestor told the child many things.
Song Gaoyuan was deeply impressed by the old story. Every time the female patriarch talked about that A-Liang, she was resentful, angry and ashamed, which made Song Gaoyuan confused at that time. It was only later that he realized that that kind of expression meant that the woman really liked someone.
Only then will there be.
Guo Zhujiu squatted beside the threshold, holding his chin in his hands, staring at A Liang hard.
She was too young and had never met A Liang.
I'll look at it a few more times to make up for it.
Guo Zhujiu occasionally turned his head to glance at the old girl, and then glanced at Deng Liang, who liked the old girl.
Ah Liang was stared at by this little girl who did not forget to carry a bamboo box.
Now the little girl from Jianqi Great Wall is unambiguous.
Occasionally when their eyes met, the little girl immediately grinned. For the first time, A Liang felt embarrassed and had to laugh along with the little girl.
For no reason, A Liang was reminded of that little bastard Li Huai, a master of the simple folk customs of the small town.
When Guo Zhujiu saw Chen Pingan, he immediately jumped up and ran to his side. He suddenly became worried and hesitated to speak.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "It's okay, just take your time to recover."
Guo Zhujiu nodded vigorously, then poked the threshold with his finger, and lowered his voice and said, "Master! He's alive, he's alive, Ah Liang!"
Chen Pingan rubbed the little girl's head, "Forgot? Senior A Liang and I have known each other for a long time."
A Liang raised his thumb and said with a smile: "I have gained a good apprentice."
Guo Zhujiu reciprocated the favor and gave him a thumbs up. Probably feeling that the etiquette was not enough, he extended another thumb and said, "My master has met a good senior."
A Liang also extended his thumb and said, "Little girl, you have good eyesight."
Guo Zhujiu maintained his posture, "Sister Dong has good taste!"
A Liang said: "Guo Jianxian is so lucky."
Just as Guo Zhujiu was about to continue speaking, he received a chestnut from his master and had to put away his hands, "Senior, you win."
Finally, Guo Zhujiu swaggered inside the house.
Chen Ping'an and A Liang were sitting on the threshold, one on the left and one on the right.
Two swordsmen and two scholars began to drink together.