Sixty years ago, Wei Changtian was not even born, let alone traveled through time... No, it should be said that his parents were not even born yet.
At that time, neither Li Qi nor Ning Yongnian had succeeded to the throne, and the commander of the Xuanjing Division was still Wei Zhaohai.
At that time, Qin Zhengqiu was only in the fourth rank, far behind the number one person on Daning's black list.
At that time, there was no inn named "Dragon Gate" at the end of the Gobi Desert.
However, sixty years ago, Lao Zhangtou was already seventy years old.
At that time, his surname was not Zhang, but Zhou. He came from Baidian, a place in the far north hundreds of thousands of miles away from Dafeng.
So in the story we will temporarily call him...Old Zhoutou.
Baidian is the main sect of the sword sect, and all its disciples use swords. The sect's secret skill "Luo Qiong Sword" is divided into thirty-six moves. The more moves that can be learned, the more talented the person is in swordsmanship.
Lao Zhou learned ten postures at the age of five, twenty-two postures at the age of ten, thirty postures at the age of twenty, and thirty-five postures at the age of forty, becoming the fastest among the White Palace members except the Holy Son.
The young generation who have achieved such achievements.
At the age of fifty, Lao Zhoutou left the far north to travel in the mountains, determined to visit all the swordsman masters in the world to prove his swordsmanship.
He traveled all the way from north to south without a single defeat in the first ten years.
But when he was sixty years old, he passed by a spiritual mountain and met an old Taoist on the mountain.
The old Taoist used a willow branch as a sword and defeated Lao Zhoutou in three moves, leaving behind a sword manual and a sentence before leaving.
This sword manual is the Moon Sword.
And that sentence is——
This sword technique can kill all the demons in the world, but it cannot kill the demons in your heart, so you can do it yourself.
At that time, Lao Zhoutou did not understand the meaning of these words, but he understood the extraordinary power of the Moon Sword.
In the following years, while continuing to travel south to find people to compete with, he practiced the Tiaoyue Sword technique diligently, and finally mastered the Tiaoyue Sword to a small perfection two years later.
Because of this, Lao Zhoutou felt for the first time an opportunity to break through to the first level, as if as long as he practiced the Moon Sword to the Great Perfection, he could break through to the unprecedented first level.
However, unlike the smooth sailing before, from Small Perfection to Great Perfection, the difficulty of practicing the Moon Sword has dropped sharply, and every step in the middle has been extremely difficult.
Moreover, every time Lao Zhoutou used the Moon Sword in actual combat, he would feel that it became more and more difficult for him to "control" this sword technique.
Although it sounds unbelievable that people cannot control swordsmanship, it is indeed true.
However, the temptation to break through to the first-level realm was too great, and Lao Zhoutou was unable and unwilling to stop there.
In this way, with stops and starts, another eight years passed.
When he was seventy years old, when Lao Zhou arrived in Dafeng, he happened to meet the unowned Gu carvings causing trouble in Huailing Mansion.
Out of compassion for the innocent people, he killed the Gu Eagle with one sword, causing it to fall back into the heavenly reincarnation that lasted for sixty years.
Later, Lao Zhoutou refused the reward from Emperor Dafeng at that time, and after defeating ten swordsman masters, he continued eastward, passed through the Western Desert and Gobi, and came to Daning.
Here, he met an opponent who had the most profound impression on him during his twenty years of training.
Galaxy Sword, Zhang Benchu.
Zhang Benchu is a complete swordsman who never learns other people's sword techniques. Instead, he creates his own set of sword moves called "Lunar Moon Galaxy".
Old Zhoutou has seen many different kinds of swordsman masters along the way, and there are also many who can create their own swordsmanship.
But Zhang Benchu, who was sleeping with his sword in hand, was the most special one.
Not only because of his madness for kendo, but also because he is the only swordsman besides the old Taoist who is not inferior to old Zhou Tou in terms of kendo attainments.
The two swordsmen competed for a whole night at Tianshan Mountain in Liangzhou.
Rather than saying it is a sword competition, it is actually more like a sword discussion.
On one side is the "Luo Qiong", which no one has learned all thirty-six postures so far, and on the other side is the "Luo Yue Xinghe" that Zhang Benchu has learned all his life.
Overnight, although the two never said a word, they seemed to have become close friends.
In the middle of the night, Lao Zhoutou suddenly had an enlightenment and changed his sword moves to using the moon-picking technique.
Zhang Benchu seemed to understand something, and continued to attack him with sword after sword.
The originally stagnant Moon Sword became smooth again at this moment, and Lao Zhoutou could even clearly feel that he was only one step away from the Great Consummation.
The unprecedented first-level realm is just around the corner, and no warrior can remain calm at such a moment.
The same goes for Lao Zhoutou.
He kept making moves, moves, and moves again. Although he always retained his strength, he did not notice that Zhang Benchu was gradually tired of dealing with it.
And the latter didn't stop.
What exactly Zhang Benchu wanted to do is unknown.
Maybe he wanted to fulfill Lao Zhoutou, or maybe he wanted to fulfill himself.
In short, at dawn, he was finally unable to catch Lao Zhoutou's sword that really seemed to knock the moon off, and his head was beheaded in the cold fog of Tianshan Mountain.
In fact, Lao Zhoutou finally wanted to stop.
But he couldn't stop.
It wasn't because of his desire for Yipin that he didn't want to stop, but literally - he couldn't stop.
That sword is no longer under his control.
It was that sword that made Old Zhoutou really understand the horror of the Moon Sword.
The sword can pick up the moon, and you can get into the first rank.
This may be true, or it may not be true.
Because Lao Zhoutou didn't know whether the "person" who had reached the first-level realm was himself.
Looking at Zhang Benzhu's slowly falling body, Lao Zhoutou struggled to raise the sword to pierce his Dantian at the last moment when his mind was still clear. It was also the last moment when the Moon Sword was about to enter the Great Perfection and he was about to enter the first level.
.
Grade 3, no.
Fourth grade, no.
Fifth grade, no...
From the second level to the ninth level, from the top to the bottom.
It wasn't until his realm returned to the ninth level that the restless Moon-Chasing Sword Intention returned to stability.
He finally saved "himself" in this way, but Zhang Benchu could not come back from the dead.
He collected the latter's body and left Liangzhou.
Lao Zhoutou no longer had the mental energy or ability to continue traveling, so he settled in Daning.
He traveled to almost all the thirty-six states of Daning and also changed his surname.
Since he was seventy years old, his surname was no longer Zhou, but Zhang.
Zhang Benchu's Zhang.
...
The story ends here.
In the room, Wei Changtian and Li Wutong looked at each other and were speechless for a long time.
It was early night outside the window at this moment, the crescent moon hung in the east, but there was still a red glow in the west.
The new moon has already given birth to birds, and the setting sun is setting in the west.
Everyone in the world likes the brilliance and perfection of the full moon.
But the crescent moon, with its long vacancy, reminds people that there are always regrets in this world.
"That, that, senior..."
Suddenly, Li Wutong asked in a low voice with some anxiety: "I wonder how we should call you in the future?"
"..."
My surname is Zhou, or my surname is Zhang.
This question seems simple, but in fact it is very difficult.
Lao Zhang was stunned and didn't know how to answer for a while.
But Wei Changtian did not hesitate and immediately made the decision for him.
"In my opinion, I'll just call you Lao Zhangtou."
"Yes, but the senior's surname was originally Zhou."
Li Wutong argued in a low voice: "Sixty years have passed, and you have to be yourself after all, right?"
"..."
Looking at Lao Zhangtou's slightly trembling hands, Wei Changtian paused for a moment, then waved his hand carelessly.
"I'm used to it and I'm too lazy to change my words. Do you have any objections?"
"you!"
Li Wutong was choked so much that he blushed and was speechless.
However, Lao Zhangtou next to him breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, and his wrinkled palms slowly stopped shaking.