Chapter 1 The Fifth Young Master of the Xie Family
Green Water Lake, Cuiyun Peak, Shenjian Villa.
Excalibur Villa has always been revered by people in the martial arts world, not only because Excalibur Villa itself is a long-rumored holy place in the martial arts world, but also because in this generation there has been a "Excalibur" who is the best in the martial arts community. p>
Third Young Master Xie Xiaofeng.
However, what the world doesn't know is that in addition to the eldest daughter, the second daughter, who is already married, and the world-famous third young master, there is also a fifth young master who ranks fifth at Shenjian Villa.
Logically speaking, as the fifth young master of Shenjian Villa and the younger brother of the third young master Xie Xiaofeng, the name of this fifth young master should be famous in the world. However, except for some old people in Shenjian Villa, no one knows about this fifth young master.
Master.
Deep in the Shenjian Villa, in a slightly desolate courtyard, in front of the pavilion and waterside pavilion, a young man sat cross-legged, looking at the endless sky in the distance. There was no impurity in the young man's eyes, as if the whole world
It has nothing to do with the boy, and only he knows what he sees in his eyes.
In this courtyard, apart from the young man, there is only Xie Zhong, the steward of Shenjian Villa who serves three generations of the Xie family, who comes in and out every day.
Xie Zhong walked to the young man's side and put away the lunch box, but Xie Zhong's arrival did not affect the young man's gaze at all. Xie Zhong looked along the young man's gaze, then shook his head and sighed, and left from the young man's side.
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Xie Zhong has lost count of how many times he has sighed over the years. Every time he sees the Fifth Young Master like this, it makes him sigh endlessly.
As the fifth young master of Shenjian Villa, he should have been like the third young master, dominating the world of martial arts and becoming a young hero that everyone envied. However, he has been sitting in front of the pavilion in the deep courtyard day after day since he was three years old.
Ten years.
In the past ten years, Xie Wangsun, the owner of Shenjian Villa, who was extremely favored by his son because of his old age, has also gradually become indifferent. The fifth young master, who does not practice swordsmanship and does not cultivate his internal strength, is like an alien in this Shenjian Villa, and the identity of the fifth young master
His every move was in the eyes of everyone in the villa, and rumors gradually started to spread among the disciples in the villa.
"The fifth young master of Shenjian Villa is a fool"
Regarding these remarks, Xie Wangsun did not deliberately stop him. Perhaps in Xie Wangsun's eyes, the fifth young master who sat idle day after day was no longer his son, and the reputation of Shenjian Villa cannot be destroyed by a 'fool'. p>
If the third young master had not been protecting his younger brother, the fifth young master would have been kicked out of Shenjian Villa as early as eight years old.
But this Divine Sword Villa is Xie Wangsun’s villa after all. Even the Third Young Master could no longer protect the Fifth Young Master after five years. Just when the Fifth Young Master was about to be driven out of the Divine Sword Villa, Wudang’s Master Zhang
When he came to pay homage to the village, after hearing about the fifth young master, Zhang Zhenren became interested and immediately expressed to Xie Wangsun that he wanted to meet the fifth young master.
Seeing Master Zhang's behavior, Xie Wangsun immediately agreed. After all, Master Zhang has been a legend in the martial arts world for nearly a hundred years, and may be able to cure his idiot's hysteria.
However, what Xie Wangsun did not expect was that after Zhenren Zhang entered the courtyard, Zhenren Zhang's laughter could be heard from time to time. After Zhenren Zhang left the courtyard, Xie Wangsun found that Zhenren Zhang had become even more unfathomable.
Xie Wangsun couldn't help but guess what happened in this courtyard.
Then Zhang Zhenren and Xie Wangsun talked all night and left the Shenjian Villa. After that night, Xie Wangsun evacuated all the servants in the courtyard and only asked him to come to deliver meals every day. Gradually, the place became desolate. Xie Zhong was reminiscing when suddenly a flash of white appeared in front of his eyes. When he looked closely, a young man with a handsome face wearing white gilded clothes stood in front of him.
"Third Young Master"
Xie Zhong bent down slightly and shouted respectfully
"Uncle Zhong, I have told you so many times that there is no need to be so polite to Xiaofeng."
"Third Young Master, etiquette cannot be discarded."
Facing Xie Xiaofeng's words, Xie Zhong insisted and said after saluting.
Xie Xiaofeng sighed helplessly, looked at the lunch box in Xie Zhong's hand and said.
"Fifth brother should still be there."
Xie Zhong nodded, stepped aside to make a way, and Xie Xiaofeng walked straight in.
The distance from the entrance of the courtyard to the pavilion and waterside pavilion is not long, but Xie Xiaofeng walked for a long time and walked very slowly.
This courtyard is filled with all the memories of Xie Xiaofeng’s childhood.
At that time, the eldest sister and the second sister were not married yet, and the fifth brother was jumping around every day, just like other children.
My mother is still here, and my father is not as strict with me as he was later.
Thinking about this, Xie Xiaofeng walked to the pavilion and waterside pavilion, looked at the big tree on one side, reached out and picked a withered yellow leaf, and then he gave a wry smile.
"Third brother, this tree doesn't have many leaves to begin with. If you pick a few more, they will be all bare."
Hearing the voice coming from the side, Xie Xiaofeng smiled and said
"Is it possible that Third Brother can't even pick a few leaves from you?"
While talking, Xie Xiaofeng sat next to him.
Seeing the young man still looking at the sky in the distance, he shook his head helplessly.
"Wuyou, haven't you gotten a little tired of looking at the sky for ten years?"
Xie Wuyou's eyes did not change at all.
"No matter how beautiful the sky is, you will eventually get tired of it if you look at it for ten years, but what I look at is not the sky."
Xie Xiaofeng smiled again after hearing this, but there was a hint of helplessness in the smile.
"You always say that what you are looking at is not the sky, but when I look at it, there is only this sky in front of me"
"Only a genius like Zhenren Zhang can understand the world in your eyes, fifth brother."
Xie Xiaofeng said with sigh.
"Third brother, your heart is beginning to hesitate. If your heart is hesitant, you will no longer be able to hold the sword tightly."
Hearing this, Xie Xiaofeng stretched out his right hand holding the sword. It was as flawless as jade. Anyone who saw this hand would not be able to tell that it was a murderous hand. However, this hand was not only a murderous hand.
He is also the strongest murderer in the martial arts world.
"This sword...I already...don't want to...hold it tight anymore."
Xie Xiaofeng murmured to himself, his voice was so low that it was difficult to hear clearly even if he was standing next to him.
The two brothers stayed in front of the lake like this. After an unknown period of time, Xie Xiaofeng spoke again.
"Fifth brother, I'm getting married."
"Is it Murong Qiudi?"
Although Xie Wuyou's words contained some questions, there was no doubt in them.
"If it wasn't her, who could it be!"
Saying this, a smile appeared on Xie Xiaofeng's face, which was happier than any smile he had ever seen before. Then when he heard Xie Wuyou said that he would come to congratulate him personally on the wedding day, Xie Xiaofeng felt his heart tremble several times.
This was the first time in ten years that he heard Xie Wuyou say that he would leave the pavilion where he had been sitting for ten years. For a moment, Xie Xiaofeng even wondered if he had heard wrong. Many thoughts were in his mind.
flashed through, and in the end all my thoughts remained unspoken, all buried in my heart.
The moment Xie Xiaofeng left the courtyard, Xie Wuyou turned around and looked at his brother's leaving figure, then turned around again and continued to sit and watch.
In his mind, he recalled an allusion that Master Zhang told him five years ago.
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