Countless sword cultivators poured into the small town, which was not big enough. Naturally, it was overcrowded.
The small town inn has changed its owners one after another. The first ones to enter the small town were able to get a private room. Not long after staying, they heard someone knocking on the door. After opening the door, the visitors would often smile and discuss things.
Whether you can give up the room is said to be a discussion, but when talking, the visitor will often reveal the identity badge on his waist, or inadvertently reveal a bit of his sword energy. Anyway, it is still a discussion. As for the
It depends on you whether you are willing to discuss it with me or not.
When most people see this situation, why do they hesitate? Of course they give up their rooms, go out and be kind to others.
I am a warm-hearted person who always has a kind heart and is kind to others, but it is absolutely impossible that I am afraid of you.
This kind of thing is tacitly understood and will not be revealed unless it is absolutely necessary, whether it is the person who comes to ask for a room or the guy who gives up the room.
However, after the guest moves in, he will soon become another tenant, because as time goes by, more people will come.
So in several inns in the small town, things like this have been repeated over and over again these days. Speaking of which, it is a bit absurd, but more importantly, it is funny.
At noon, a group of people came to the town from outside the town. After entering an inn, they received a reply that the place was already full, but they still knocked on the door of two rooms and asked for two rooms.
However, although the two guest rooms can accommodate most people here, there is still a female swordsman who cannot accommodate them. The leading middle-aged swordsman returned to the counter, dropped two pieces of money, and asked the innkeeper, this inn
Who are the people living there.
The innkeeper has long been a mature man. Moreover, he has seen more than one similar thing in the past few days. At this moment, he naturally knew what the other party was asking. After thinking for a while, he said softly: "Two
On the far left side of the building, three people live, grandma and grandson. It looks like..."
Just say half of it, there is no need to say it thoroughly. The middle-aged sword cultivator nodded and dropped two pieces of heavenly money again. After that, the middle-aged sword cultivator glanced at a woman standing on the second floor.
The woman nodded, and after understanding, she knocked on the door over there. The person who opened the door was a middle-aged man with an unimpressive appearance, who asked angrily: "What's the matter?"
The woman smiled and spoke. Before she said what she wanted, she said a few polite words, but she didn't seem to be interested in seeing the man opposite her, so she finally had to get straight to the point and talked about asking him to give up the room.
The man asked bluntly: "The house is given to you, where will my mother and I go?"
When the woman heard this, her expression condensed, and her brows were obviously unhappy. Everyone knew this kind of thing tacitly, but you decided to break it and make yourself lose face. Why?
But since they had already spoken, the woman naturally would not back down because of the other person's words. She took out a bag of heavenly money and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, please look elsewhere. This bag of heavenly money can be considered as compensation..."
Before he finished speaking, a pretty little girl walked out of the house, looked up at her father, and said dissatisfiedly: "Dad, grandma asked you to speak nicely and not cause trouble."
The man was helpless and whispered: "I know."
After saying this, the man looked up at the woman in front of him and asked, "Is it necessary to give in??"
The woman smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist, it's best to give in."
This time, before the man could speak, the female swordsman not far away had already walked towards this side, and said as she walked: "Sister Chang, we have a good temper, but this one may not be so, in fact, it is of no use.
It’s such a waste of words.”
The man frowned, naturally hearing the gun and stick in the words of the woman in front of him.
If she were younger, he could have listened patiently. After all, although the woman in front of him didn't speak well, she actually looked pretty good. But now she has reached this age, her wife has already been married, and she has a little girl.
, look at the women in this world, no matter how beautiful they are, they are just like that.
So the man quickly knelt down and said something in the little girl's ear. The latter looked suspicious, and the man said helplessly: "Go tell your grandma that daddy owes you a bunch of candied haws, okay?"
The little girl shook her head, her eyes full of cunning. It was obvious that this little girl was raising the price from the ground up.
The man reached out to grab the little girl's ears, but the little girl didn't hide and just said: "Dad, you have to think about it."
The man's hand had already been raised halfway. After hearing this, he could only sigh and take it back. This girl's thoughts are actually far from being as simple as she looks on the outside. She is like a mirror in her heart. As long as her grandmother is still alive, she will
Dad, don't even think about dealing with her.
Oh, even if my grandmother is gone and my mother is still here, my father would not dare to deal with her.
The man lowered his head and said in frustration: "Then just two strings."
The little girl smiled, stretched out her hand to hook up with her father, and then said with satisfaction: "Then it's settled."
Then the little girl turned around and entered the room, and the man stood up.
He was actually wasting some time talking to his daughter. The female swordsman over there had long been dissatisfied. She was waiting to see him stand up and was about to speak, but the man shook his head and said: "Go and call the person who can talk, let the room know."
Yes, but I can't talk to you women."
The female swordsman sneered, and just as she was about to speak, the woman beside her pulled the corner of her clothes and whispered, "Wait a moment."
No matter how you look at this kind of thing, they are unreasonable. If it can be solved without taking action, it will be the best result. So even if she calls her senior brother over now, it actually doesn't matter to her.
When you go out, you will be beaten to death at every turn, which is actually not good.
The female swordsman snorted coldly and said nothing more.
The woman here quickly brought the leading middle-aged sword cultivator. The latter had an expressionless face and did not have a good attitude towards this troublesome man.
The man didn't care at all, he just said to himself: "There are not enough rooms, and you came late, so if you want the room that we came first, it is not a hard grab. If you don't pay back, it won't be too big to spread the word."
You have a bad reputation, so it doesn’t seem to be a big deal, but... you are from the Xixiang Sect, you can do this if you want to, just do this..."
Before he finished speaking, the man suddenly took a step forward, with energy flowing all over his body, he walked directly in front of the middle-aged sword cultivator and punched him hard.
The middle-aged sword cultivator didn't react at first, but after all, he had been practicing for many years and had some skills in him. In an instant, he still used his own flying sword to stand between the two of them.
However, when the man saw this flying sword, he had no intention of closing his fist. He still punched out hard, directly hitting the blade of the flying sword. The flying sword instantly whined and was hit by this punch.
Colliding into the middle-aged sword cultivator, the latter directly smashed the railing on the second floor and fell to the lobby on the first floor.
On the other side, when the sword cultivators who were traveling with him saw this scene, they did not hesitate and immediately drew their swords to kill the man.
The man's face was expressionless.
He just took one step forward, grabbed the collar of the sword cultivator at the front, and threw him out.
It will be the same for the second or third time after that.
At this moment, on the first floor of the inn, it seemed to be raining out of thin air.
But this rain was worse than a hailstorm.
The lobby on the first floor was already in a mess.
Many monks heard the noise and looked over, but in the end no one took action.
At this moment, the little girl who had left and returned came to the door of the room and shouted loudly: "Dad, grandma said that whoever stops her from seeing the Sword Fairy Luting will be beaten to death!"
The man hummed, indicating that he understood.
Since his mother didn't stop him, this man had no scruples in taking action.
He grabbed the swordsmen one by one and threw them out. Although they were not seriously injured, they had to lie in bed for three to five months anyway.
Outside the inn, there happens to be a restaurant facing the street. There are two men sitting by the window. They can hear the movement of the inn here, and of course they can also see some scenes.
The young man in black shirt smiled and said: "Xixiang Sect is not bad, not top-notch, but it is definitely a first-class sect. I heard that this generation of our sect has produced a very good young swordsmanship genius, what is his name?
Coming??”
Another young man in green shirt said casually: "Tian Xu."
Seeing the young man in black shirt looking at him, the young man in green shirt said calmly: "I met him two years ago. He couldn't stand it even after half a sword was fired, and then he followed me all the way for half a month.
They all want me to give him some advice."
The young man in black shirt clicked his tongue and said: "So you took the initiative to draw the sword, why?"
"At that time, I don't know who came out in the spiritual practice world to say that there was a sword cultivator in the world, and there were many sword immortals standing there, outside the door, two people side by side, weeds in the fields."
The young man in green shirt was obviously not very happy when he said this. Damn, two people side by side, Tian Xu, that bastard, will he be able to see my back after practicing for another hundred years?
The young man in the black shirt suppressed his laughter, changed the subject and asked: "If nothing else, can you guess the identity of the puncher? Dare you not take Xixiang Sect seriously, and attack so brazenly, but you can't see it no matter what.
He looks like an ordinary monk."
The young man in green shirt frowned and said, "Where should I go? But I know very well that this guy is probably not a swordsman."
The young man in black shirt sneered: "Bullshit."
"Make a bet?"
The young man in black shirt suddenly smiled and said: "Bet I can know all the news about him within half an hour?"
The young man in green shirt asked: "What are you betting on??"
"If I win, you kid will shout that Yu Xiyi is not as good as Chen Chao, what do you think?"
Chen Chao smiled and said, "Except for these two young people, there are probably very few people in the world who would be so bored as to set up such a gambling game."
Yu Xiyi sneered and said, "Just bet. If you lose, you can say that Chen Chao sent Yu Xiyi far away."
Chen Chao nodded, "Okay."
As soon as he said this word, Chen Chao reached out of the window and waved.
Yu Xiyi was startled.
Within a moment, a middle-aged man came to the two of them from outside the building, bowed and saluted Chen Chao, "I have met the Lord Guardian, and I have met Yu Jianxian."
Chen Chao nodded and said, "Give me a copy of that man's information."
The middle-aged man lowered his head and searched, found a file and gave it to Chen Chao in front of him. Chen Chao glanced at it for a few times, and then waved to Yu Xiyi opposite.
Yu Xiyi had no expression on his face and uttered four words, "You are so disgusting."
Chen Chao chuckled.
Then he handed the file in his hand to Yu Xiyi in front of him and said to himself: "The leader of a sect in Tiannan is actually Wangyou. I thought the only Wangyou outside this place was Chen Wannian."
Yu Xiyi and Chen Chao have known each other for so long, so naturally they know what this guy is thinking, so he pointed it out directly: "Are you thinking of turning it into your hands again?"
Chen Chao frowned and said, "Fellow Daoist Yu, why do you say that? I am just recruiting talents for the country and I am selfless."
Yu Xiyi raised his middle finger, saying nothing.
The meaning is very clear, stop pretending, among us buddies, who doesn’t know who the other is??
Chen Chao waved his hand and asked the man to leave. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "You want Luting Sword Immortal to draw a sword for you and force the Sword Sect Master to come out of seclusion. Have you thought of a way?"
It's okay if I don't talk about this. But when I talk about this, Yu Xiyi gets a headache.
He has been quite good at practicing swordsmanship in his life, but apart from this, he is really not good at anything else, especially dealing with people.
Chen Chao smiled and said: "If you want others to help you, you must first help others?"
Yu Xiyi raised his eyebrows and said, "How do you say that?"
"Old Sword Immortal wasted a long time, why did he finally release such news? There must be some unfinished business. If you help to make it happen, Old Sword Immortal may not let go."
Chen Chao said softly: "But it's hard to say what the old swordsman will accomplish."
Yu Xiyi said: "In addition to finding a disciple, is there anything else?"
As a great swordsman, Yang Luting definitely doesn't want his lifelong swordsmanship to be taken to his grave in his last days. But in fact, the best inheritor is Yu Xiyi, but Yu Xiyi has reached this point.
, I definitely don’t want to take the path of the Green Pavilion Sword Immortal again.
So this matter is actually very troublesome.
Chen Chao narrowed his eyes and said, "Except for this one? Didn't you see what's in this file? This old man's mother once met the Green Pavilion Sword Fairy and lost her life. Also, when she was young, she was wearing a green shirt and wielding a sword, but she was too
He's romantic, and it doesn't make sense that not many girls like him. But then again, if there are girls who like him, doesn't it mean that the old swordsman doesn't have anyone he wants to meet?"
Chen Chao sighed. Some of his words were not straightforward and the guy in front of him would not listen.
Yu Xiyi asked: "Do you have any clues?"
Chen Chao nodded and said, "I've already found someone to do it, but don't think I did it just to get you to do that thing that will cost you your head."
"If I were anyone else, I probably wouldn't do anything in this matter, because if I did, I would be considered to have ulterior motives, but for you, let me tell you straight to the point, I hope you break the situation, but
After you break through, it doesn’t matter whether you follow me or not.”
Chen Chao smiled and said, "Because if you don't go, I can do it alone."
“What a beautiful thought!”
Yu Xiyi glared at Chen Chao, "If you don't take me with you on that matter, it means you don't have me as a friend in your heart."
Chen Chao smiled and said nothing.
There are some people he is happy to make friends with, like Yu Xiyi in front of him, he can dig out his heart without having to hide it, he can just say what he wants and feel comfortable.
Yu Xiyi suddenly asked: "Didn't my brother say that he had a Taoist companion? Is there really a woman that he can't forget?"
Chen Chao asked curiously: "Old brother?"
Yu Xiyi said matter-of-factly: "We are all swordsmen, and we are at this age. Is there something wrong with me calling me brother?"
Even Chen Chao admired Yu Xiyi's thinking.
However, Chen Chao did not dwell on this matter, but said: "Humans, no matter what their status is, they are all human beings. It makes sense to have one or two women who can't let go and keep them in their hearts for a lifetime."
Yu Xiyi asked: "Do you have one?"
Chen Chao said categorically: "No!"
Although Yu Xiyi was a person suitable for digging into people's hearts before, you couldn't say anything to him. If you said something like this, you could only bite him to death, or bite him to death.
But Yu Xiyi just said oh and didn't ask any further questions.
Afterwards, the two drank and clinked glasses.
The restaurant was noisy. Originally, a bunch of sword cultivators from all over the world were chatting about the Green Pavilion Sword Immortal. But for some reason, as they were talking, the conversation shifted to Chen Chao.
The young guard made the adults act recently.
Things in Mobei haven't spread much yet. Everyone just talked about what Chen Chao had done before. Everyone was chatting with gusto. One of them, a swordsman, said bluntly: "When Sanxi Mansion was destroyed, I happened to be passing by.
Sanxi Mansion, when I saw that young man leaving, he was filled with evil spirits and I couldn't stop him. Such a person has too much blood on his hands and has committed too many sins, so he is destined not to live long."
As soon as the sword cultivator opened his mouth, everyone else fell silent. No one dared to echo anything. This was no longer the time when Fang Wai could talk about the young man at will. Now the young man is no longer a young man, and he is no longer an insignificant person in this world.
Among them, when it comes to martial arts cultivation, he is estimated to be the best. As for realm, outside the entire country, there are probably only a few people who can beat him.
But it was obvious that those few people were not present.
It's okay for them to make casual comments at the moment. Who can guarantee that these words will not be spread to the young man's ears afterwards? According to the young man's retributive character, whoever said bad things about him in the future can be treated well?
So for a while, the restaurant was completely silent.
Yu Xiyi lowered his voice and laughed: "Chen, are you really the kind of devil who kills people without blinking an eye?"
Chen Chao also frowned and whispered: "Damn it, who is trying to harm my Feng Ping?"
Yu Xiyi suppressed a smile and said: "Stop talking nonsense, just because of your actions of destroying people in the sect at every turn, who doesn't regard you as a devil?"
"Of the people I killed and the sects I destroyed, which one should not be destroyed? People in the world misunderstand me too much!"
As soon as Chen Chao finished saying this, he was suddenly patted on the shoulder inexplicably.
Chen Chao raised his head in confusion. A drunken middle-aged swordsman appeared beside them at some point. At this moment, he stared at Chen Chao with a pair of drunken eyes.
Chen Chao asked: "Is there something wrong, fellow Taoist?"
The sword cultivator was shaking, with a bit of hatred in his eyes, and cursed: "Do you really think that young man is a good person? You young people now imitate his clothes, and you also want to be such a person?"
There was no sound there, but when the sword cultivator opened his mouth, he naturally attracted everyone's attention, and people noticed the young man in black.
Judging from his appearance, he is indeed similar to the famous one, but no one would think that this person is the young guardian envoy.
After all, if this damn young person could meet him casually, their luck would be much better.
And didn’t you hear that it went north?
However, although no one thought that the Chen Chao in front of them was that person, some people still frowned. Although many young people regard the young guardian as their idol, so they deliberately imitate his clothes, but that is also the freedom of others.
In fact, there is absolutely no reason to say anything like that.
In this world, if you see something unpleasant and you have to say a few words, it will still be very annoying.
Moreover, this dress has nothing to do with right or wrong. Even if it is an accusation, it seems that there is no position.
The only position that can be found is that everyone thinks that the young guardian is not a good person, so they should not learn from him.
Yu Xiyi has been looking at Chen Chao now, his face is very exciting, but actually more of a smile. He is holding it in, but he is not sure when he will be able to hold it back.
As a result, he immediately saw that the guy opposite him was not angry after being accused for no reason. Instead, he stood up and said very humbly: "Senior taught me that when I go back this time, I should change my clothes.
"
The drunken sword cultivator was obviously very satisfied. He stood in front of Chen Chao, opened his mouth, and thought for a long time, but he still couldn't say anything. Instead, he smelled of alcohol, which made Chen Chao feel bad.
In the end, he still choked out a few words, "A child can be taught."
Chen Chao smiled bitterly.
Yu Xiyi over there couldn't hold it in any longer. He buried his head on the table and his whole body was shaking.
After that, Chen Chao even drank a few glasses of wine with the sword cultivator. After the other party left, Chen Chao sat down again, looked at Yu Xiyi, who was still shaking, and asked, "Is it really that funny?"
After a long while, Yu Xiyi raised his head with difficulty and said with a low voice: "Can you bear this? Why don't you just give him a break and tell them that I am Chen Chao? You just suffered a dumb loss. It doesn't seem like you are the one."
The behavior of a great guardian envoy."
Chen Chao drank a glass of wine and said calmly: "He patted me on the shoulder and said such a sentence. It's not too much. I have to twist his head off?"
"Um?"
Yu Xiyi raised his eyebrows.
Chen Chao sighed and said, "If this is really the case, my identity as the devil will be confirmed."
Yu Xiyi suddenly realized, "It turns out you are still afraid that others will say you are a devil."
Chen Chao shook his head and said frankly: "No, it's really unnecessary. I always kill people who deserve to be killed, or people who insist on killing me. If such a painless thing happens to me,
One piece, I have to kill someone, you see, the whole god is not enough to pile up corpses."
Yu Xiyi said with a smile: "But if he knew afterwards that he had patted you, the guardian envoy, on the shoulder and said such words in an elder's tone, would he have trouble sleeping and even be afraid of your revenge? In order not to implicate the clan
Door, and committed suicide to apologize?"
Chen Chao said: "That's none of my business."
After saying this, Chen Chao rubbed his cheeks and said: "I'm still a little worried, so I want to ask, if you really meet the master of the Sword Sect and ask him to be a sword sharpening stone, can you really escape unscathed?"
What Chen Chao asked was not whether you could really use him to break through the situation, but whether Yu Xiyi could survive.
"No, do you really think he will kill me with one sword? I'm not stupid. I knew that this old brother wouldn't kill me with a sword, so I dared to use him as a sharpening stone without restraint."
It was obvious that Yu Xiyi was already familiar with the term "old brother", and even when referring to the leader of the Sword Sect, he had already begun to call him "old brother".
Chen Chao was speechless and could only give Yu Xiyi a thumbs up. He couldn't say anything else and was too embarrassed to say it.
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When there are more people in the town, something will always happen. For example, when the man attacked the sword cultivators of the entire Xixiang Sect, word spread quickly. The Xixiang Sect has a great cause and naturally has many friends.
, the sword cultivators over there told me to go to the inn to ask for justice, but when I got to the door, the man over there said directly, he was beaten, and that’s it, his face is gone, but you want to find it.
Go back to the field, okay, then let’s see if your fists are strong enough.
If you don't have such a hard fist, don't come here to cause trouble.
At this time, people knew that this was a pure man who had forgotten his worries, but without knowing his identity, they assumed that he was of the Daliang lineage, but they did not dare to do anything.
This step into Wangyou is amazing, but what’s even more amazing is that there is a young man behind him who has a higher temperament and martial arts realm?
So the matter was settled.
In the whole inn, no one looked for trouble with the man over there. On the contrary, the little girl glanced at her father at the door. The latter later remembered his promise and quickly went out to buy candied haws.
Already.
But when the man returned to the inn half an hour later, his expression was complicated.
He held a letter in his hand and opened it.
Returning to the wing, the man looked at his wife who was lying on the bed without energy. After thinking for a while, he said softly: "Mom, I found the Sword Fairy Luting."
In fact, before going out, the man had thought a lot. After all, he was accompanying his mother to meet the Sword Immortal of the Green Pavilion, whom she had been dreaming about for decades. For her mother, this matter was of course a big deal.
A good thing, but what about my father who has been dead for many years?
As a son, he accompanies his mother to see another man that her mother has longed for. He feels uncomfortable no matter what. He even feels that he has no confidence to burn paper for his father next time.
Is this what a son should do?
Sighed.
But after thinking about it, this is my mother's last wish after all. If she is not allowed to get her wish, I am afraid that I will not be able to rest in peace if I die in the end.
After all, over the years, although my mother said she was thinking about the Green Pavilion Sword Immortal, she actually didn't do anything out of the ordinary, and she still took care of the whole family in order.
Thinking of this, the man finally convinced himself.
The old woman had no energy at first, but after hearing what the man said, she became energetic. She turned over and sat up, looked at the man and asked, "Where are you?"
The man handed over the letter and said softly: "The letter says that the Sword Immortal Luting lives in a small courtyard on the other side of Linshui Street."
This letter was given to him by someone outside when he first went out. He didn't say anything else. But when he took a look at the envelope and found that the seal on it had the words "Guardian Envoy" written on it, he actually knew who gave it to him.
.
As for why he knew what he was doing on this trip and why he helped him get information, the man was actually not surprised.
The only thing he can't do is offer him an offer that he can't refuse.
Of course the man knew that this wasn't everything, but he couldn't stop it from starting like this.
Both were Fang Wai, but he actually had a close friendship with Chen Wannian. Even though Chen Wannian had now become an official in the capital of the gods, they actually still exchanged letters.
In the letter, it was natural to talk about the world-famous young man. In fact, when talking about it, the man never thought that Chen Wannian could give him any pertinent evaluation. After all, he was an official in Daliang, so he couldn't do this.
But he also knew that with Chen Wannian's temper, he would definitely not say anything good about Chen Chao without conscience.
But in the end, Chen Wannian's letter was full of praise for the young man, which surprised the man.
After all, Chen Chao's reputation outside is not like this.
No matter what outsiders say, in fact, for men, they have to see it with their own eyes and get along before making a decision.
However, now that the guard envoy took the initiative to show his kindness, the man did not feel very grateful. On the contrary, he had some bad opinions about this guard envoy whom he had never met.
This person is very scheming.
But this is all beside the point.
At this moment, after my mother read the letter, she said three times in a row, "Okay, okay."
Then he actually struggled to get up from the bed and shouted: "Qing'er, take the painting with you, let's go!"
The little girl had just eaten the last hawthorn and replied vaguely: "Okay..."
Then the little girl went to get the wooden box containing the paintings, hugged her grandmother and prepared to go out.
The man took two steps forward and helped his mother up, "Mom, let me go with you."
The old woman broke free from the man's hand and muttered: "What's the point of taking your son to see him?"
The man stood there, opened his mouth, and was speechless.
These words are not hurtful, but combined with the situation of the past few decades, it is actually very hurtful.
The old woman seemed to understand something. She stopped, turned around, glanced at her son behind her, moved her lips, and said softly: "I know you are not satisfied in your heart. I feel that I have been thinking about someone else all my life."
, it’s not fair to your father. But you have to know that when a woman is thinking about someone in her heart, it may not necessarily be love, nor is she thinking about what it would have been like if I had married him, so she has been regretting marrying him all her life.
Give it to someone else. If you think about it carefully, if this is really the case, would your father not be able to see it all these years? If he had seen it, with his temper, how could he be husband and wife with me for so many years? "
The man wondered: "Then why does my mother care about this..."
The old woman snorted coldly, "I have no regrets, but you don't want me to have any thoughts in my heart? I am just counting the days in my life. This is my last little vision. Even if you think it is too much, I will still do it."
The man was speechless, but after a moment of silence, he suddenly smiled brightly and said: "Mom, go ahead. After seeing her, let's go home."
The old woman glanced at her son suspiciously. Although she was a little confused, she finally nodded.
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The small courtyard at the far corner of Linshui Street is actually dilapidated.
The hunched old man squatted on the ground, looking at the weeds that first emerged from the cracks of the stone bricks, and then pushed open the entire stone bricks. With a thought, a large piece of weeds was cut open in front of him.
After that, without stopping, in the old man's thoughts, those weeds turned into powder in an instant.
But after thinking about it, the old man shook his head, as if he didn't think it was interesting, so he didn't want to do it.
He walked slowly to the steps, sat down, then picked up a piece of weed and held it in his mouth. He raised his head and saw a big hole in the roof above his head.
The old man smiled sadly.
Everyone is rumoring whether the hometown of this old swordsman is here, but it is not the case, but this house does belong to him.
At that time, he left home when he was young and practiced swordsmanship. After wandering around for decades, he came back and saw that his home was in dilapidated condition. From then on, he thought that he had no home. In the days that followed, he traveled everywhere and visited everywhere.
, but there was no sense of belonging anywhere, until one day I came to this small town and walked around for a few days. I felt it was good, so I settled here and later bought this house. In the days that followed, although
I still leave often, but I still come back here to stay every few years.
Until Jiazi, he was surrounded and killed by others, and was saved by the leader of the Sword Sect, and then spent a Jiuzong in the Sword Sect. In fact, he had always said that he was competing with the opponent, but in fact it was more than that. In addition, he actually also
To repay a favor.
He is known to be a hot-tempered person who likes to stand up for others. In this case, if someone else helps him one day, why don't he repay the favor?
Therefore, he has no regrets for his one year in Jianzong.
I have never complained to anyone.
But now, he is in his final years and will die soon. He has to find a place to die, right?
Jian Zong is not his home, and his home is not his home, so he finally returned to this small town of three feet.
As for coming here, besides waiting to die, he really wanted to pass on what he had learned. When he saw Yu Xiyi before, he thought he was a good choice, but he vaguely felt that it might not be the best choice.
So these days, he wandered around the town, looking at the sword cultivators who had traveled thousands of miles away, and wanted to choose one, but in fact he didn't choose any of them.
The old man sighed, which was a bit regretful.
But regret is regret, and I’m afraid there’s no one in the world who doesn’t regret it.
He looked at the weeds in the yard with cloudy eyes, feeling a little tired.
But at this moment, the dilapidated wooden door, which was not locked, was pushed open, and a little girl jumped in from the outside.
She looked around in the weeds, and finally saw the old man sitting on the steps under the eaves.
"Grandma, there is someone!"
She turned her head and glanced behind her, and then on the other side of the door, an old woman slowly walked in. She was also stooped and holding a scroll in her arms.
The old man raised his head and glanced at the old woman, then looked away.
"Green Pavilion?"
The old woman was silent for a moment, but finally hesitated to speak.
Although her eyes could no longer see clearly, and the old man in front of her was not as charming as before, the old woman still felt that he was the blue-robed swordsman she had seen before.
The old man didn't speak, he just chewed the weed stems in his mouth out of boredom.
"Green Pavilion?"
The old woman walked a few steps forward, came to the old man, and tentatively spoke.
The old man then raised his head and said impatiently: "What do you keep calling me? Do you think you don't have eyes?"
This was not a polite word, and the little girl frowned upon hearing it.
On the contrary, the old woman laughed after hearing this sentence. Yes, yes, this is the world-famous Green Pavilion Sword Immortal. He looked like this when he was young. Now that he is old, he has no
Change.
The old woman looked at the old man in front of her, then slowly spread the painting in her hand on the ground, then took out a jade pen from her arms, and said to herself: "When you said you didn't like me, I said it doesn't matter.
I just wanted to paint a portrait of you. You agreed at the time, but you were really not patient enough. Only half of the painting was done, and you were in a hurry to leave. I have been thinking about finishing this painting. See you later.
Okay, you can't run away anymore, I want to finish painting it."
The old man didn't take it seriously at first, but after listening to these words, he really remembered the past. He remembered that there used to be such a woman who was an excellent painter. She said she liked him, but she was obsessed with swordsmanship at the time. Naturally,
He didn't have any idea about her, so the woman settled for the next best thing and said that she would like to draw a painting of his. At that time, he thought about it and thought it was nothing, so he agreed. However, after staying for half an hour, he felt that it was boring, so he left with his sword.
, but I didn’t expect that such a trivial matter would be considered by the old woman in front of me for half her life.
"Have you been thinking about this your whole life?"
The old man was a little curious.
The old woman said softly: "Yes, the unfinished painting must be finished. My son said that I have been talking about you all my life because I like you. Yes, this is true, but what I want to do is to finish the painting.
This painting. I’m a painter. How can I be happy if I can’t finish a painting?”
The old man remained silent, and finally uttered two words, "You draw."
The old woman lowered her head and glanced at the old man from time to time. In the end, she burst into tears. She held the brush with trembling hands and muttered: "No more, no more. You are not the same Green Pavilion you were before, and I can't draw it either."
That painting... Green Pavilion, I have been stuck on this painting for half my life and can't continue painting..."
The old man twitched the corner of his mouth, and originally planned to say a few words in a sarcastic manner, but when the words reached his lips, they turned into, "I'm sorry."
But just these three words made the old woman look up instantly. She looked at the old man with complicated eyes, looked at him several times, and finally laughed.
"Hahaha……"
The old man was confused and asked: "Why are you laughing?"
"Luting won't talk like this. If you talk like this, it means you are not you anymore. You are not you anymore. Why should I still be persistent?!"
It was as if the words "I'm sorry" instantly brightened the mood of the old woman in front of her. She stood up and didn't even look at the painting. Instead, she took her granddaughter's hand and walked outside with a smile.
The old man looked at the old woman's back and muttered: "What kind of crazy woman?"
From the old man's point of view, this old woman seemed completely inexplicable.
Watching the old woman leave, the old man didn't think much. Just as he was about to turn around and go back to sit under the eaves, two more people came over.
One of them, I know, the other one, I don't know.
Yu Xiyi glanced at Chen Chao and said nothing. Didn't you say that everything was done? Why didn't you bring this old brother's love?
Chen Chao gave Yu Xiyi a reassuring look.
Yu Xiyi was still confused.
Chen Chao stood in front of the old man, cupped his hands and said, "Junior Chen Chao, the guardian of Daliang, has met my senior."
The old man didn't raise his eyebrows and said to himself: "You want to kill the Demon Emperor, and you want that kid to think it's feasible and come to me to draw the sword?"
Chen Chao was startled. Kill the Demon Emperor?
He turned his head and glanced at Yu Xiyi, who had an expression on his face that I know.
Chen Chao twitched the corner of his mouth and felt his head was heavy, but he quickly said: "I won't mention this in advance, I just want to ask senior a question."
The old man raised his eyebrows but said nothing.
"Senior has done good deeds throughout his life, and almost died a year ago. After that time, is he no longer willing to do good deeds? Or even regrets that he has done so many good deeds in his life?"
Chen Chao looked at the old man in front of him calmly.
The old man frowned and said, "Nonsense. Is this what is being preached outside now?"
Chen Chao smiled and said: "Of course not. If the senior is not like this, then the junior has nothing to say."
After saying this, the young man stopped talking and turned around to leave.
At this moment, Yu Xiyi was confused at the same place, and even the old man did not react.
After seeing that Chen Chao really left without looking back, Yu Xiyi gritted his teeth, raised his hands and saluted, "I'm sorry for bothering you... senior."
At this moment, he wanted to go to Chen Chao to find out what this meant and why it was so baffling.
Just as he turned around, the old man suddenly said, "Stop."
Yu Xiyi turned his head, looking confused.
The old man sighed and said, "You have a very smart friend, but you have no brains."
These words made Yu Xiyi even more confused.
what does this mean?
The old man thought to himself and said: "That kid's words are just for one question. Do I regret what I did in the past? If I don't regret it, I should still be that Yang Luting."
"Since I am still the same Yang Luting as before, why can't I help the junior swordsman who has a bright future before I take my last breath?"
The old man laughed at himself, "It doesn't matter whether you want to kill the Demon Emperor or not, but since I will use the sword again, it is possible that there will be another great swordsman in the world, why not use this sword?"
Yu Xiyi suddenly realized that it turned out that Chen Chao had said before that there would always be one or two women in his heart, but he was not a woman.
It is my original intention.
After all the vicissitudes of life, I will never change my original intention.
"Boy, you have a good friend."
The old man smiled and said softly: "If it weren't for him, I would have almost missed the last good thing I can do in this life."
Yu Xiyi held up his hand and wanted to say a lot, but at this moment, he finally just said: "Wait for the senior to draw the sword."
The old man slowly straightened up and sighed softly: "I have indeed done many good things in my life, but not necessarily everything I did right. Just like that woman, if I had waited a little longer, maybe she wouldn't have done it right.
I have been caring about you for so many years, but I have done both good and bad things, and there are still more good things after all. In this case, this life is not in vain."
"I competed with him twelve times, and lost every time. Every time I lost, I thought about defeating him next time. I was too obsessed with him, but I became worse than him. This is the thirteenth time, and it is also my last time.
The sword...maybe...the result is no longer important, but I hope that this time I use the sword, I can really let you step into the realm of the Great Sword Immortal...and you..."
The old man glanced at Yu Xiyi and said with a smile: "Since you want to kill the Demon Emperor, you can't do much harm. This sword is worth it!"
After saying this, the old man took a deep breath and said softly: "Borrow the sword and use it."
Yu Xiyi thought, and flying sword weeds appeared beside him.
The old man took a look at the flying sword, his eyes filled with admiration. It was indeed a century-old sword from Jianqi Mountain. Yes, the craftsmanship of Jianqi Mountain is still there.
However, he did not hold the flying sword.
He thought to himself, since this is the last time I will draw the sword, for you Yu Xiyi, then I will give another opportunity to all the sword cultivators who came to the town today!
Following the old man's thought, a vast sword energy shot straight into the sky. The terrifying sword energy rose from the side of the old man, then shot up into the sky, stirring up the sea of clouds.
"I, Yang Luting, have a little reputation in the world. I have never done any evil in my life, and I have helped many people. Now that I am very old, I still want to use the sword once. I want to ask the master of the Sword Sect if he is really the leader of the swordsmanship in the world.
The sword cultivator is invincible?! All sword cultivators, if you are willing to help me, please let go of your swords!"
The old man's voice broke through the sky and could be heard throughout the town.
All the sword cultivators felt the terrifying sword energy. After hearing these words, many of them immediately let go of the flying swords in their hands.
"The Sword Immortal of Luting is highly virtuous and respected by me. I would like to lend you my sword!"
"Junior is willing to lend me the sword!"
"This junior is willing to lend me the sword and wish the Sword Immortal Luting a great victory on his return!"
Voices sounded one after another, and each sword cultivator released his flying sword.
At this moment, countless flying swords flew into the air, forming a vast sword dragon.
The old man laughed loudly, jumped up, and walked on his sword.
"Everyone, it's a blessing to have you here in Kendo. It's even more fortunate for me to meet you today!"
The old man followed the stegosaurus.
Jiazijian, the thirteenth time to ask the master of Jianjian Sect!