The first thousand two hundred and thirty-four chapters meet
Above Hanchi, the battle between Jiang Boyun and Jiang Lanjian has reached its most exciting stage.
Every move and style embodies the essence of the two men's swordsmanship, and the warriors around them burst into cheers.
However, at this moment, the noise around him further highlighted Lin Ming's lonely heart.
"Boom!"
There was a soft sound of metal colliding, and the sword in Jiang Lanjian's hand was knocked away.
The green long sword flew out in a spin, with the sword's energy flying out a hundred feet high.
"Ninety-nine moves, just one move away from my original goal!" Jiang Lanjian looked at Jiang Boyun with a strange look on his face, "I wonder if you did it on purpose..."
Jiang Boyun shook his head and said: "Nine-Nine Returns to One, the Nine-Nine Sword I danced just now is a cycle of reincarnation..."
Sword moves also have reincarnation?
The surrounding warriors had no time to comprehend, but at this moment, Jiang Lanjian's sword fell from the sky again. Although the sword energy attached to it was weakened a lot, it was still sharp and whistled into the sky.
The long sword was falling towards one of the pavilions.
"careful!"
Many young disciples exclaimed and backed away.
"bite!"
The long sword was stuck on the ground and sank directly into the hilt.
As luck would have it, this sword hit the pavilion where Lin Ming was.
In fact, originally the landing point of the Long Wind Sword was quite far away from Lin Ming, but because the disciples around him cheered and scattered like sparrows being driven away, Lin Ming was left alone, standing motionless.
The ground was like a stone sculpture, so he immediately stood out.
Many people looked at Lin Ming.
This mysterious young man is also special enough. He actually wears a wooden spirit jade mask on his face. In the Southern Territory, wood spirit jade is a precious treasure. Many people don't know it yet, but some well-informed people do.
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The cold wood spirit jade mask looks a little distorted, giving people a very weird feeling.
However, the strange thing is that the young man wearing the mask has a restrained cultivation, and no one can tell what state he is in.
This kind of person is either a peerless master, or is proficient in hiding his own cultivation, or he is a truly ordinary person.
But now it seems that the last possibility is really unlikely.
Jiang Lanjian and Jiang Boyun both noticed Lin Ming, and Jiang Boyun let out a soft sigh.
"This brother, what is your surname?"
Jiang Boyun felt a familiar aura on the young man in front of him, but he was not sure whether he had really seen him before.
Lin Ming remained silent.
"Be brave! Yun Jianxian is asking you something!"
A third-grade sect leader scolded Lin Ming, trying to maintain Jiang Boyun's authority and enhance his own impression, but Lin Ming remained motionless, as if he didn't hear him.
"you……"
In the Southern Sky Territory, the leader of the third-grade sect was also a big deal. How had he been ignored like this? He was angry and was about to teach Lin Ming a lesson.
At this moment, Jiang Boyun said: "Sect Master Liu, please be patient."
His words were extremely plain, but they carried a strange affinity that seemed to calm people's minds, making them calm down immediately.
Jiang Boyun turned to Lin Ming, "Brother, I am Jiang Boyun, a hermit swordsman in the Southern Sky Territory. If brother has nothing to do, why not go to the humble residence for a drink. I have a pot of thousand-year-old Hanhua wine.
I’d like to invite some friends to have a drink.”
Jiang Boyun said these words respectfully, which shocked everyone.
Thousand-year-old cold flower wine! It is brewed with water from the cold springs of Jianshan Mountain and countless geniuses. The benefits to warriors are unimaginable. How many people have paid all their money to have a drink. Now Jiang Boyun actually
Inviting such a person who clearly seems to have some mental issues to have a drink?
Especially Jiang Lanjian's two apprentices, the young man and woman, their eyes popped out when they heard it, that was Millennium Hanhua Wine.
The two of them knew that both Master Jiang Lanjian and Uncle Jiang Boyun were addicted to alcohol.
Sword and wine are the two most indispensable things in their lives.
Jiang Boyun only has half a jar of the thousand-year-old Hanhua Wine. Every time he drinks with friends, he only drinks a few cups. Why would he ask this idiot to drink it?
Who is he? Isn’t this a piece of pie in the sky?
Lin Ming sighed inwardly at Jiang Boyun's invitation. After being silent for a long time, he finally nodded.
This point made everyone even more depressed and vomited blood.
This idiot probably doesn't even know what Thousand-Year Cold Flower Wine is, but he is still so reluctant. He is so angry that he will not pay for his life.
"please!"
Jiang Boyun said boldly.
The place where Jiang Boyun lives is very simple.
A bamboo house and a few huts, that's all.
The layout of the room is also very simple.
An old wooden table, a few rattan chairs, a bottle of green bamboo, a pair of sword-like wild grass, and a whole row of wine jars.
Jiang Boyun slowly took out the Millennium Hanhua Wine and boiled it in warm water. Then he washed the cups and filled them one cup at a time.
There are only three people in the room.
Jiang Boyun, Jiang Lanjian, and Lin Ming.
One hundred and thirty years later, the three of them gathered together in this very scene.
"Friend, please give me your surname?"
This was the second time the question was asked. The question was not Jiang Boyun, but Jiang Lanjian. He was equally curious about Lin Ming's identity.
He couldn't see through this person, but he felt... somewhat familiar.
It's just this kind of familiarity that makes Jiang Lanjian feel unbelievable. No matter how he thinks, it can't be that person...
"That's all. Brother, I don't want to talk about names. Just don't ask. When we meet a close friend, we can raise a glass and drink together. Why do we need to know each other?"
"Have a drink!"
The three of them raised their glasses together and drank it all.
“Good wine!”
Jiang Lanjian praised.
Jiang Boyun also thought about it for a long time. He praised: "The charm of wine lies in the state of mind when drinking. People who understand wine taste not the wine, but the artistic conception. From the spicy taste when it first enters the throat, to the sweetness when swallowing
, and then to the unforgettable mellow fragrance. Just like in life, people struggle and struggle in the world, and there are countless hardships and tribulations. If you survive, you can return to your original nature and release the mellow fragrance of life."
"For me, there is no essential difference whether I drink Millennium Mist Flower Wine or coarse-grain distiller's grains, because what I drink is not wine, but life..."
Jiang Boyun's words attracted Jiang Lanjian's laughter and applause.
Lin Ming's heart trembled, and he realized it quietly.
A person's life is full of ups and downs, hardships and sufferings.
Come through, return to your true nature, achieve great enlightenment, and become a legend...
The Soul Emperor was actually right when he said that his life lacked hardships.
He came from nothing, indeed experienced countless life and death battles, and indeed walked on the edge of death many times.
Lan Yunyue's betrayal, Xuan Wuji's pursuit, Yang Yun's assassination, Tian Mingzi's calculations, and then the son of creation's pressing step by step...
All of this is considered a setback.
But it's nothing great.
Because the growth experience of many warriors is also the same.
Lin Ming thought of Long Ya and Jun Biyue. They must also be people with stories. The hardships they experienced may not be less than his own.
However, the real tribulation and setback...
When encountering them, you may not know where the way out is. (To be continued...)