The sky was covered with fog, leaving a patch of blue.
At this time, Lin Junwu's face was full of helplessness. Listening to the words of the wretched old man, he felt that the so-called Individual Association was even more unreliable.
Seeing that Lin Junwu still had the same expression, the wretched old man didn't explain anymore, but stretched out his hand and pushed the door open.
As soon as the door opened, a sharp sword energy burst out from inside and shot straight towards the wretched old man!
The wretched old man chuckled, not caring at all about the sharp sword energy, as if it was nothing but air.
Lin Junwu did not make any move next to him, because he knew that the sword energy could not do anything to the wretched old man, not to mention that in his heart he would rather the sword energy killed the wretched old man.
Unfortunately, as Lin Junwu thought, the sharp sword energy had no effect on the wretched old man. It suddenly broke and disappeared before it touched him.
A cold voice penetrated from the house, "Old man, did you abduct another person there?"
The wretched old man grinned and said with such a wretched smile: "Little lunatic, don't say bad things about me. What is abduction? I am providing convenience to solo travelers! Do you understand the convenience?"
The cold voice stopped, as if he was not good at words or knew he could not speak to the wretched old man, and just snorted coldly.
Lin Junwu couldn't help shaking his head at the side, and the helplessness on his face didn't know when it disappeared. Because he could see some clues from the cold voice and the sword energy.
It was a strong man who was good at swordsmanship. The sword energy seemed so ordinary that any innate warrior could emit it, but Lin Junwu could see that it was a sword aura that could only be emitted by a strong man who was good at swordsmanship to the extreme.
The simplicity hides complexity, and the sharpness reveals the aura of ingenuity and craftsmanship. It is as if a sword that was meant to be a heavy attack actually has a heavy aura.
If that sword energy had been faced by a leaping dragon realm warrior, he would probably be seriously injured even if he was not dead.
The wretched old man also felt Lin Junwu's change, so he gave Lin Junwu a look that looked like I'm not lying to you, and then walked into the house first, shouting: "Hey, I'm back!"
Lin Junwu shook his head beside him, and then nothing followed the wretched old man into the house.
As soon as he entered the room, Lin Junwu saw an extremely simple layout. There was a hall in front of him, and next to the hall was a room that could barely accommodate two people.
There is a rather shabby table and two chairs in the hall.
Two girls were already sitting on the chairs, and there was a young man with white hair sitting cross-legged on the ground.
At the same time, there was a cold jade sword placed on the young man's knee.
Judging from the appearance of the young man, he is probably less than thirty years old, and his cultivation has reached the seventh level of the mortal realm. However, his aura is not stable yet, and he has probably just broken through.
His face is a little thin, and he looks a bit like a scholar. However, the coldness and evil spirit on his face cannot make people think of him as a scholar.
Look at the two women sitting on the chairs. The two women look similar in appearance. They look like they are twins.
Both of them have oval faces and hair that reaches their waists. One who is slightly more mature has blue hair, and the other has red hair.
The two women both looked at Lin Junwu with pity and curiosity, as if they were invisibly telling Lin Junwu that he was wrong to believe what the wretched old man said.
The wretched old man glanced at the three of them, then nodded with satisfaction and said: "It looks like they are all in good order. That's fine, I'll save you the trouble of looking for it. Let me introduce you, this is the new member, named Lin Junwu. Well, Lin Junwu,
The one sitting on the ground is the little madman, and the two beauties are twins, the blue-haired one is Ouyang Nalan, and the red-haired one is Ouyang Nameng."
After hearing this, Lin Junwu raised his hands to the three people and said, "My name is Lin Junwu. Please give me your advice."
As soon as Lin Junwu's words came out, the coldness and evil spirit on the little lunatic's face suddenly erupted, and the jade sword on his knee began to move on its own, as if it had been stimulated by something.
The lunatic's cold voice slowly spoke out: "Are you that Lin Junwu? Fight with me!"
Lin Junwu raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this. He knew that he would attract attention after announcing his name, but he did not expect that the little lunatic would have a fight with him!
Ouyang Nalan sat on the chair and sighed deeply and said: "Little lunatic, don't just fight with others all day long, the sword is not made by fighting."
Ouyang Nameng, who was sitting aside, also nodded in agreement and continued: "The sword is a gentleman's weapon. It is not only used for killing by warriors all over the world, but also used as an accessory by literati. In fact, as a gentleman among soldiers, the sword is not simply used for killing.
, but intended to kill."
The jade sword on the little madman's knee vibrated violently as if he didn't agree with it, and the little madman's face was also full of disapproval.
"I like swords, but I don't care about swords. I don't want to know whether the sword is for a gentleman or for killing. I only know that my way is to fight! Fight with the strong! Fight with the sky!"
The little lunatic said this, and the more he spoke, the colder and evil spirit on his face became deeper and deeper.
Lin Junwu was silent now, thinking thoughtfully about the words of Ouyang Nalan and Ouyang Nameng. As for the words of the little madman, he didn't want to pay attention to them. After all, it was someone else's way.
The sword is a gentleman and has always been loved by warriors. However, at the same time, all warriors love it for killing. No one has ever thought about what a real sword is. Even Lin Junwu has never thought about how to make a sword and how to make it.
use.
Ouyang Nalan shook his head slightly and said: "A gentleman's sword does not mean that he cannot kill. It means that he kills as a gentleman. What is a gentleman? It does not mean that you are full of benevolence and righteousness, and it does not mean that you are not a gentleman if your hands are bloody."
"To be a gentleman is to face your true heart and not hide it. What is the sword of mind? The sword is driven by the true heart, not the sword by people. Little madman, do you use the sword for the sake of fighting, or do you use the sword to fight?
"
The following words were spoken by Ouyang Nameng, and then Ouyang Nameng continued: "Whether it is a sword or anything else, it is good. It is not to use it for any purpose, but to use it to achieve some purpose.
If you use it to serve your purpose, you will never reach the end."
The little lunatic fell silent upon hearing this, and Lin Junwu was also thinking thoughtfully. Only the wretched old man still looked wretched and didn't care.
After a long time, the jade sword on the little madman's knee gradually calmed down from the restlessness, but the coldness and evil aura on his face remained the same, but the only difference was that Lin Junwu no longer felt the fighting spirit from it.
Ouyang Nalan and Ouyang Nameng both nodded and laughed when they saw this, and then they winked at Lin Junwu. Those two pairs of bright eyes seemed to say that I helped you this time.
Lin Junwu couldn't help but paused when he saw this. From the expressions and eyes of the two of them, Lin Junwu couldn't tell whether they just said that to give advice to the little madman or to help Lin Junwu.
Helpless, Lin Junwu couldn't ask anything, lest the little madman challenge him for a duel or something.
Seeing the scene, the wretched old man was silent for a moment and then said: "Okay, you all know each other now. Looking at your energetic appearance, I feel like I have seen the future when our Sanren Association will grow stronger!"
Ouyang Nameng rolled his eyes and said with a look of disgust and disgust: "I have heard this sentence for the third time. You said this when my sister and I came here, and the little lunatic said this when you deceived us.
, and now you say the same thing even when Lin Junwu, who shocked Yanjing, was kidnapped by you. Can't you change your lines?"
The wretched old man was stunned, stretched out his hand and scratched his head and said, "Really? Why do I feel like this is the first time I say it?"
Lin Junwu stood aside, a coldness slowly appeared on his face, and his hands slowly tightened.
Ouyang Nalan shrugged his back and said, "And can you stop talking about your bullshit individual association? Insulting such a noble name is obviously just a name you thought of at random."
Lin Junwu still stood aside and said nothing, the coldness on his face became deeper and deeper, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, smiling so happily...really, really happy.
The little lunatic sitting cross-legged on the ground opened his eyes slightly and said: "And can you erase the meeting room of the Individual Association on the wall? Are you embarrassed to write such ugly words there? And where is this?
What kind of conference room is it? It’s obviously your own room!”
Lin Junwu remained silent, the sneer on his face deepened, and he smiled so brightly, and then he slowly said: "Then the so-called land is actually an empty house?"
The little lunatic shook his head when he heard this and said: "That's not true, it is indeed the territory of the Individual Association, as long as no one comes."
"Ha...it's okay, I really don't mind..." Lin Junwu said in his heart.
The wretched old man on the side seemed to sense that something was wrong. He waved his hands and said with a smile: "Ahem, don't scare others. Okay, okay, a new member of the Individual Association has come in. Should we go out for a drink?
Have a meal or something?!”
Ouyang Nalan curled his lips and said, "Don't expect us to advance money for you. Where is the place to eat and drink in Chunyue City?"
Ouyang Nameng also shrugged and said: "Actually, I still have some corpses of spiritual beasts here. If you are willing to pay, old man, I can make them for you."
The little madman slowly closed his eyes and said: "I have no objection, as long as you pay for it, old man."
"Hey, hey, why are you like this? After all, I am also the president of the Sanren Association! And I am still an old man, can you respect me?!" As soon as the wretched old man heard what they said, he couldn't help but stamp his feet and said
.
Lin Junwu on the side shook his head slightly and then said: "Forget it, I'll pay for it."
Ouyang Nameng said: "Lin Junwu, you don't need to help that old man, that old man has a lot of money. He is just a miser. He did this last time... He cheated me out of money. Last time he almost sold the little madman's sword. But he also
He was even more hateful than last time!"
Lin Junwu waved his hand and said: "Forget it, it's nothing. But is there anything here at night?"
The little madman said: "There are some things here at night. It is a trade fair. Generally, really good things will only appear there. You can only exchange things for things there, and you cannot pay with spiritual stones."
"It seems that this did not lie to me..." Lin Junwu secretly thought in his heart.
Ouyang Nalan shrugged his back and said, "Actually, there's nothing good to see. It's just trading some shameful things. Although the things are not bad, you don't think about the possibility of running into any trouble."
"Yes, maybe something inside is a relic of the son of a strong saint or something. It will be very troublesome if it gets involved."