Sword of Coming

But she is a cultivator, with mediocre appearance, only knows how to fight and kill, speaks in an inelegant manner, drinks tea like wine, cannot play chess, calligraphy and painting, and has no tenderness at all. It seems that she only has shortcomings.

In fact, during this journey together, she has been worried that the parting in the future will not be the day when Liu Qingshan, as a mortal master, will eventually die of old age.

But Liu Qingshan suddenly got tired of her one day and felt that she was not worthy of him liking her until he turned gray-haired.

Liu Boqi was very worried.

It wasn't until she went to that Luolu Mountain that Mr. Zhu broke her knot with just one sentence.

I saw how charming the green hills were, and I expected that the green hills should be so when they saw me.

How Liu Boqi views Liu Qingshan and how much he likes Liu Qingshan will be how Liu Qingshan views me and likes me.

But Liu Boqi still wanted to confirm it himself and mustered up the courage, but when the matter came to pass, he was still very nervous. He couldn't help but tightly grasped the handle of the deer god's sword at his waist, turned around and said: "Qingshan, I want to ask you One thing, you are not allowed to think I am stupid, and you are not allowed to laugh at me..."

But before Liu Boqi could continue to speak, Liu Qingshan gently took her hand holding the knife, held it with both hands, and said with a smile: "Do you know how beautiful you are in my eyes? You can't imagine it yourself. nice."

Liu Boqi lowered his head slightly, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

Liu Qingshan said softly: "It's my fault, I should have told you a long time ago. If Mr. Zhu hadn't reminded me to wake up the dreamer, I might have had to wait much later, and I might have to wait until I returned to the Lion Park before telling you what was in my heart. "

Liu Boqi raised her head and opened her heart. There was no longer any shyness in her eyes. Only the slight blush on her face revealed the ripples in her heart just now.

Liu Boqi said softly: "It's a pity that Mr. Zhu has been reduced to looking after Chen Pingan's home and hospital."

Liu Qingshan laughed dumbly.

I wanted to say a few words to help Chen Pingan, but I couldn't remember Mr. Zhu's teachings for no reason.

It is enough to not give in even an inch on big matters. Why argue with the woman you love about trivial matters? Are you marrying a wife and entering the family, or are you becoming a teacher and accepting a disciple?

Liu Qingshan suddenly felt that Mr. Zhu was really a towering mountain, full of golden words and good words. Before leaving Longquan County this time, I must seek advice from the old gentleman again.

In Yang's shop, the young man who is both a shop assistant and Old Man Yang's apprentice feels that he can't survive this life because the shop has bad feng shui and has a grudge against Qianzi.

It's not a problem that the business is always so deserted. The young man named Shi Lingshan had to recognize his master and do something filial. So he took it upon himself to go to the uncle who was working in the supervising government office and asked if he could I couldn't help win over some customers, but I got scolded by my uncle, saying that the shop and the Yang family were now notorious in the street, and who would dare to go there.

The young man returned to the shop dejectedly, only to see his senior brother Zheng Dafeng sitting at the door, chewing on a bunch of candied haws. His movements were particularly disgusting. If it were normal, Shi Lingshan would have pretended not to have seen him, but his senior sister was still chatting with Zheng Dafeng. , he immediately became furious and sat down on the step between the two small benches. Zheng Dafeng said with a smile: "Lingshan, did you step on dog shit over there in Taoye Lane? Senior brother looks at you and you don't look very good."

Shi Lingshan said angrily: "You can't control it. Go back to Luopo Mountain to look at your gate."

Zheng Dafeng pretended to be a senior brother with a kind face, rubbed the young man's head, shook it, and slapped the young man away. Zheng Dafeng gnawed on a candied haws and said vaguely: "Senior brother is now rich, and there is another man on the other side of Luo Luo Mountain. We have a house, which is much bigger than the yellow mud house over at the east gate. When are we going to visit?"

Shi Lingshan said: "Where are you going? Do you want to continue the shop business?"

Zheng Dafeng said regretfully: "It's a pity. The new house has two rooms. The beds are very big and sturdy. No matter how you roll around, you don't make a sound. I originally wanted to invite you and Su Yatou to spend the night together. The new house, I need to find someone to make me more popular, have a meal, drink some wine, etc. Oh, I don’t mind the long journey, but Su Yatou agreed, it’s good, two people have two rooms, no need to squeeze into a bed.”

Shi Lingshan opened his mouth wide and regretted it endlessly.

The woman whom Zheng Dafeng called Su Yatou said nothing. Even though Zheng Dafeng had not told her about this issue before, she did not refute anything.

Just now she asked Senior Brother Zheng about martial arts doubts. Although Senior Brother Zheng had lost his martial arts skills, his knowledge was still there, and she did not look down upon him at all.

Compared to the young man from Taoye Lane who had not yet truly practiced cultivation, she was exposed to many inside stories and secrets earlier, and her horizons were widened. Even if the world changed, she would naturally not care about the scumbag business of a drug store.

But just when she was about to ask Senior Brother Zheng about the strange incident that caused her to have a subtle reaction, Shi Lingshan interrupted her.

Zheng Dafeng said: "Shi Lingshan, what are you doing standing still? Go get some food and show respect to your senior brother."

Shi Lingshan sat between his senior brother and sister without raising his buttocks.

The woman went to the store to get food.

Zheng Dafeng slapped him in the face, "What an idiot. Just wait until you are singled out."

Shi Lingshan stood up and said angrily: "Be careful, I'm in a hurry with you."

Zheng Dafeng rubbed his chin, "Girl Su is so pretty. There will definitely be many men vying to marry her home in the future. Alas, I don't know which bastard will be so lucky in the future to have sex with Girl Su all night long. As a senior brother, I feel a little tired when I think that sooner or later such a day will come. Fortunately, Su Yatou has always listened to my senior brother's words. I think in the future, if you are spoiled for choice, I, your senior brother, will still be the one to check and help make the final decision..."

Shi Lingshan was immediately confused, as if his face was muddled by this senior brother.

Shi Lingshan turned to look inside the store. The senior sister was at the counter, standing on tiptoes to get something from the medicine cabinet. There were some medicinal materials in the shop that could be eaten directly.

The senior sister stood on tiptoes and stretched her waist, her figure became slimmer.

Shi Lingshan quickly turned his head and sat back on the steps.

The senior sister's real name is Su Dian, and her nickname is Rouge. It is said that the senior sister's biggest dream in her early years was to open a small shop selling rouge and gouache. The name was also given by her uncle, and the nickname was also given by her uncle, which was very careless.

At this moment, a young man carrying a package ran over from the other side of the town.

Zheng Dafeng wiped his face, it was over, he met this kid who had no conscience since he was a child again. Think about how many unjust injustices he suffered from his sister-in-law back then?

Li Huai ran to the door of the shop and said with a playful smile: "Hey, isn't it a strong wind? I'm basking in the sun. Where is your wife? Tell the aunts to stop hiding and come out to see me. I heard that you are married to seven or eight people." Wife, you are promising!"

Which pot is not opened and lifted?

Zheng Dafeng said angrily: "Get the hell out of here!"

Li Huai laughed and ran into the medicine shop, went directly to the backyard, and shouted: "Old Yang, Old Yang, guess what I brought you?!"

Old Yang, who was sitting in the backyard, raised his head and looked at Li Huai.

Li Huai took off the package first and ran directly into the main room, which was regarded as a forbidden area by Zheng Dafeng, Su Dian and Shi Lingshan. He threw it on Old Yang's bed, then left the house and ran to Old Yang Next to him, he took out a jar from his sleeve, "High-quality tobacco purchased from a century-old shop in the capital of the Sui Dynasty! It's worth eight coins and one tael. Are you convinced?! Let me ask you if you are afraid. In the future, when you smoke dry cigarettes, you can get My father, mother, and sister miss me so much, and I can’t forget them either!

The young man handed over the tin of tobacco. He raised his hands, stretched out eight fingers, and shook them.

Zheng Dafeng moved the bench to the backyard and sat down to watch the show.

Shi Lingshan also followed, wondering where this guy came from, why he was neither big nor small, he just followed Zheng Dafeng casually, and why he didn't even respect his master.

Su Dian hesitated and stood on the side of the bamboo curtain.

For the first time, Old Man Yang squeezed out a smile on his wrinkled face. He still had nothing nice to say, "Leave the tobacco and go away. Little kid, you are not old, but you don't want to wear crotchless pants anymore? Don't you think it's too lame?" Are you having trouble peeing?"

Li Huai walked around behind the old man and slapped Old Yang on the back of the head. "A dog can't spit out ivory. How can he say such stupid things in front of my mother?" Isn’t it cutting?”

Old Man Yang was not angry at all. He just loaded the tobacco skillfully and started puffing away. Then with a gloomy face, he took a sip and cursed: "Go back and smash the sign of that shop. What a rag. It's not worth it." Price."

Li Huai laughed loudly and said: "I don't dare. I can't afford this eight-yin silver or one-tael treasure. It's still on display in someone else's shop. I want to buy it, but they won't sell it. I just want to buy it." I did my best and bought you a cheaper one. I don't care about the courtesy but the affection. How far have I traveled with these tobaccos? Yang Laoer, you are a guy who likes to lie down and stay still. How do you know that? Thousands of mountains and rivers, how far is it? Mr. Yang, I'm not telling you, while you still have some strength, go out for a walk more often. Don't stay here all day. If you go out and see the old woman who meets your eye, , that’s incredible, you’re a firewood, and I’m not allowed to drink your wedding wine?”

Old Man Yang glanced at Li Huai and was about to curse.

Li Huai covered his ears with his hands and shook his head, "Old bastard Yang loves to chant sutras, but Uncle Li Huai won't listen."

This scene made Zheng Dafeng's eyelids and mouth tremble.

It’s been too many years since I’ve experienced my sister-in-law’s scolding and Li Huai’s peeing all over the floor.

Su Dian and Shi Lingshan were even more shocked, and the young man swallowed his saliva. I don’t know who this arrogant young man in Confucian shirt is.

After all, Shi Lingshan only knows this side of the town, and there is only a carefree senior brother like Zheng Dafeng. As for Li Er, he has never even heard of his name.

But this young man in a Confucian shirt of unknown origin really dares to speak out.

Shi Lingshan felt that he had never had the courage in his life.

Shi Lingshan was still young and had never seen what the drug store looked like back then, otherwise it would be even more incredible.

When Li Er was still working as a clerk in a drug store, Li Huai liked to carry his mother on his back and come here alone to play wildly. Whenever he bumped into someone, he would roll around and get covered in mud. When he returned home, as long as his mother saw him, he would probably She felt so distressed, not only for her clothes, but also for her grey-looking son, that she would bring her son here to curse the streets, curse heaven and earth, and there was no curse she could not express. This is nothing. When Li Huai wore crotchless pants, he couldn't hold back his urine all day long, so he sprinkled water everywhere on the hilltop of Old Man Yang's backyard in the medicine shop.

Even Li Er, a dull gourd who couldn't hit a fart with eight sticks, felt that he really couldn't do anything to his master, so he apologized to him several times. It's just that Old Man Yang never cared about it, so Li Er just followed. The most that Old Man Yang could do was hit that little bastard's chick with a cigarette pole. Li Huai was also surprised that he fell down and cried so much that old man Yang scolded him or "hit" him with a cigarette pole, but he didn't hold grudges and liked to be silly and cheerful. Of course, after he was tired of tormenting himself, Then he calmed down, moved a small bench by himself, sat aside, held his chin, and watched old man Yang puffing away, and he could see for most of the day.

Li Huai squatted next to Old Yang and whispered in the old man's ear: "Old Yang, do you have any valuable heirlooms that you can give me? Anyway, you don't seem to be planning to marry and have children, so you just leave them to me. Yes, it’s the same whether you give it early or later, right?”

Old Man Yang shook his head, "There are a few things left for you, but we'll talk about them later."

Li Huai sighed and said, "Don't be too late. God knows what day my sister will get married. Our family is poor, so we may be looked down upon by my sister's future husband's family. I am relying on you to support my appearance."

Old Man Yang twitched his lips.

Li Huai suddenly turned his head and said, "Mr. Yang, please smoke less in the future. You are already old and you don't know how to take care of your health. Eat more light food and go out more often. You will be bored here all day long waiting to die. I see you This body is very strong. It's no problem to climb a mountain to collect medicine. Okay, chatting with you is the most boring thing. Let's go. The package is filled with newly bought clothes and cloth shoes. Remember to put them on yourself. "

Li Huai left as soon as he said so.

Of course, I didn't forget to curse Zheng Dafeng, and then said goodbye with a smile to Shi Lingshan and Su Dian.

It is obvious that closeness and distance are the opposite.

The ancient temple is about 700 miles away from Jianshui Villa in Shushui Country.

Back then, he was walking on foot, so he walked slowly, but when Chen Pingan traveled far away with his sword, he walked very quickly.

Without going directly to the villa, or even to the bustling town, which was still more than a hundred miles away, Chen Pingan landed his sword on a high mountain. He had overlooked the mountains and rivers before, and could vaguely see some clues. Not only were the mountains and rivers beautiful, there were clouds and mist. Light and agile, like a veil covering one of the mountain peaks. When Chen Pingan had just landed on the top of the mountain and sheathed his sword, a god who must have been from a land appeared, bowed to Chen Pingan, and called him Immortal Master.

Chen Ping'an took off his bamboo hat, quickly returned the gift with his fists clasped, and said with a smile: "I'm just passing by, there's no need for the Earth Master to do this."

It is a custom in my hometown in Longquan County that after a loved one dies, they go to the mountain to select a tomb and break the earth. They need to press paper money with stones and place it at certain specific locations on the mountain. This is equivalent to leasing the hilltop with the landowner. Throwing paper money, according to the old man at that time, was through the land lord, buying money for relatives to guide them, so that they could pass through the gate of hell and walk through the road of hell smoothly.

Chen Ping'an has a very deep memory of this incident. However, when he left the town for the first time, the landowner he met was Wei Bo, who was still "detained" in Qidun Mountain at that time. Chen Ping'an had actually been lost for a long time at that time.

At that moment, the landowner who looked like a middle-aged man did not dare to stay too long. His expression was respectful. After a few words of greeting, the man in charge of the land in the mountainous area was about to say goodbye and leave.

The truth is that the other party is clearly a swordsman, and he is too small to hold on to his land. If he were just a middle five monk, he would naturally not want to miss it.

Chen Ping'an took out a pot of Wuti wine and handed it to the somewhat reserved land master, "This pot of wine can be regarded as a meeting gift for me to take the liberty of visiting the mountain."

The low-end god who was not qualified to include his name in the Shushui Kingdom's landscape genealogy suddenly panicked. He hurriedly stepped forward and took the bottle of Xianjia's wine. Just weighing the bottle, he knew that it was not a human being. vulgarian.

Chen Pingan took off the sword-raising gourd, drank the local roast brewed by the old lady in the ancient house, and asked: "Lord Tutu, I am going to Jianshui Villa to visit friends this trip. I wonder how Zhuangzi has been doing in the past ten years?"

The Tudong carefully planned it, not seeking merit but seeking no mistakes, and said slowly: "Reporting to the Immortal Master, Jianshui Villa is no longer the largest sect in Shushui Kingdom, but has been replaced by the swordsmanship master Wang Yiran. At Daoshan Villa, although this person is a junior of the old sword master Song, he has vaguely become the martial arts leader in Shushui. According to the current saying in the world, Wang Yiran is the only one left to fight with the old sword master Song. Once Wang comes Resolutely succeeded in breaking through the realm and truly became a first-class grand master. His sword skills have become superb. Secondly, Wang Yiran's daughter married the son of a wealthy man from Shushui Kingdom. Then, Hengdao Villa was the earliest when the Great Li Iron Cavalry went south. Take refuge. On the other hand, our Jianshui Villa has a strong character and is not willing to rely on anyone. However, in terms of momentum, it has gradually fallen behind..."

Having said this, Tu Tugong hesitated for a moment, as if he had something to hide.

Chen Ping'an said: "It doesn't matter what the land master said."

The man lowered his voice and said: "The imperial court plans to move Jianshui Villa and build a mountain temple with the highest standards among the Five Sacred Mountains there. I heard that General Chu Hao wants to facilitate this. "

Chen Ping'an took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "Is it Chu Hao, the general of Chu who recognized the ancestors of the Li clan king in the art of war?"

Both Wang Yiran and Chu Hao are acquaintances.

Wang Yiran is not a bad person. Although his daughter Wang Coral is far inferior to him, Wang Yiran's words and deeds during that turmoil actually deserved the title of hero.

As for Chu Hao, who fought side by side with Senior Song and shared life and death with him on the battlefield, Chen Ping'an would not seek any revenge. The grievances and grievances were in two places, the battlefield and the world.

However, Chen Ping'an would not be polite when it comes to words now.

The Earth God smiled and said that he would be wrong if he spoke too much. Just get what he meant. After all, he was still a small land in the Shushui Kingdom, but Chu Hao was the person who counted more than ten thousand people in the court of the Shushui Kingdom. Of course, he had to dig out The "Top Emperor of the Shushui Kingdom" was stationed in Dali and was a civil servant.

Chen Pingan put on his bamboo hat, put on his sword and gourd, and clasped his fists again to express his thanks.

The Earth God hurriedly held the pot of wine and bent down, "The Immortal Master's great gift makes the little god panic."

Chen Pingan left this mountain with his sword.

Tu TuGong suppressed the fear in his heart and wondered: "Song Yushao is just a martial artist after all. How can he meet such a swordsman?"

Outside the small town adjacent to Jianshui Villa, on a secluded hilltop, Chen Pingan sheathed his sword, walked down the mountain, walked to the official road, and walked slowly.

After passing the small town, we arrived at the gate of Jianshui Villa.

Chen Pingan took off his bamboo hat and smiled with an elderly concierge at the villa: "Please tell Old Sword Master Song that Chen Pingan is here to treat him to hot pot."

The old porter hesitated for a moment and glanced at the young man. He had a sword on his back and a wine flask. He was probably also a member of the world, but he was just a stranger and had never heard of his name. He was probably not an old friend of Zhuangzi, and he would be visiting Zhuangzi at this time. , it was really unlucky, and it shouldn’t have happened, so the old man apologized and said, “Young Master, our Zhuangzi has not seen visitors recently, so you might as well go back.”

Chen Ping'an had no choice but to explain that he and Senior Song were really friends. They lived in Zhuangzi for a while and practiced boxing by the waterfall of the Shanshui Pavilion.

Jianshui Villa has strict rules. The old concierge guards one-third of an acre and doesn't like to inquire about things. In addition, Chen Ping'an was practicing boxing at the waterfall and Song Yushao listed the Shanshui Pavilion as a forbidden area at that time, so the old concierge I have never heard of Chen Ping'an. The key is that the old man thinks that although he is old, he has good eyesight and a good memory. If he has met a few friends in the world, he can remember it. The old concierge really didn’t recognize the young man in front of him, he had never seen him before!

So the old concierge moved quietly, just blocking the side door, so that this young man who was not very trustworthy in his words could force his way in. Zhuangzi was not at peace now, and the external troubles were terrifying. However, the old concierge believes that this time, it will be similar to the last time when the imperial army invaded the country. As long as the old owner of the village is here, he can always turn danger into good luck.

But deep down in his heart, the old man was actually still worried. After all, Chu Hao, who liked to compete with Zhuangzi, not only got promoted, but compared to when he was just an ordinary border general, he is now powerful and powerful. The rise of Hengdao Villa should have been a friend of Jianshui Villa, but Jianghu was so helpless, and they all wanted to compete for the first place. Su Lang, the Green Bamboo Sword Immortal of Songxi Kingdom, killed the swordsman master of Guyu Kingdom in one fell swoop. Lin Gushan, the magic weapon "Green Pearl" hung by Su Lang on his waist is proof. Now that Su Lang has reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship, he wants to compete with the old village master for the first place in swordsmanship, while Wang Yiran He wants to compete with the old master of the village to be the best martial artist in Shushui country. As for the two Zhuangzi, it is equivalent to two sects.

But even in their own village, it is difficult to say that Su Lang, the Green Bamboo Sword Immortal, and Wang Yiran from Hengdao Villa are bad people.

Anyway, having arrived at the gate of Jianshui Villa, Chen Ping'an was no longer in a hurry, and patiently talked with the old concierge.

After going back and forth, the old concierge probably confirmed that this young man in the world was not a bad person except for saying nonsense words to fool people, so he blocked the door and started arguing with the other person. After all, he was idle, but the old man was a little bit slanderous. , this young man, not very smart, chatted with me for a long time, took a few sips of wine from the wine bottle, and did not ask himself if he wanted to drink, even if he was polite, he would not really drink. A sip of wine. Now that he is still guarding the door as an errand, naturally he cannot drink. Besides, the wine brewed by your own village is very good, but you still want the wine in your broken wine flask? It doesn't smell good. But whether to drink or not is one thing, but whether you, a young man, asks, is another matter.

Of course, Chen Ping'an also had difficulties. Raising the sword gourd was just a deception. Once the old man took over, his flaws would be revealed. He, Chen Ping'an, could not "conjure" a pot of Wu Tiao wine out of thin air from something so close to him. Moreover, he was really reluctant to part with it. Both parties There is no reason to give Xianjia wine to everyone when he has no relatives. Chen Ping'an is stingy and stingy, and he is well-known in the world.

The old concierge had nothing to do, so he despised the young man for being dishonest, and at the same time followed the other person's words and told him something that the entire Shushui Kingdom knew.

In the temple, Chu Hao had already said that if Jianshui Villa does not move out of this place within one month, there will be consequences.

Wang Yiran, on the other hand, was quite kind and did not come to the Villa to cause trouble. He was just about to hold a martial arts conference and invited heroes from all over the world to Hengdao Villa to participate in the grand event.

As for the Green Bamboo Sword Immortal Su Lang, he will come here recently to "question the sword" with the old village owner. The person who comes here is not a good person. If you really don't have a little bit of confidence, how can you dare to play around with this kind of thing?

The old concierge also said that he had clearly rejected Su Lang's challenge, but the Qingzhu Sword Immortal was still young and energetic, so he told Jianghu of Shushui Kingdom that he must visit Jianshui Villa.

After Chen Pingan heard this, he remained silent.

He and Su Lang had fought twice before, but in the end Su Lang turned against him for unknown reasons, and cut off the head of Lin Gushan, who was supposed to be an ally, with a sword.

The old concierge said with emotion: "You, a young man from a foreign country, now you know why I didn't let you in. If it were normal, I would have let you in. Our Jianshui Villa does not lack a few bottles of good wine to entertain guests, but this time These are not the peaceful days of the past. God knows if there are spies from the imperial court watching over there in the town. Once you walk in and walk out, you won’t be able to tell. Young man, think about it carefully. In order to save the world, Is it worth it to get into trouble for a false reputation? Why bother coming? It’s better to leave.”

Chen Ping'an suddenly turned his head to look inside the door, and the old concierge turned his head accordingly, thinking that someone from the house was coming to the door.

As a result, there was no one there.

When the old concierge looked away, the young man had already handed him a jug of wine and said with a smile: "The old man is an old man, so he should accept this jug of wine based on his kind words."

The old man was wondering why the young man had such a visiting gaze, so he didn't think much about it. He thought that this young man had some qualifications for being in the world, otherwise he might not be able to make a big name despite being good at martial arts and having good character. . The old man still shook his head and said: "I took your wine and blocked you for a long time, not letting you in. I feel sorry for you. Forget it, you don't have much money. Just keep it for yourself. Besides, I It’s the concierge, you can’t drink at the moment.”

Chen Pingan opened the mud seal and shook it, "You really don't want to drink?"

When the old concierge heard about it, he was moved, but he didn't go to pick it up. No matter how good the wine was, it was against the rules, not to mention that he didn't dare to pick it up because his heart was in his belly.

But the young man suddenly put on his bamboo hat, gave him a wine bottle, turned around and walked up the steps, and said with a smile: "It seems that someone is coming, probably me. I'll go say hello for the old gentleman." He no longer comes to Zhuangzi to gain fame."

The old concierge held the wine flask and looked up. As far as he could see, there was no one on the road.

But the young man still slowly walked away.

The old concierge didn't know whether to laugh or cry. After all, he was still a young man with a thin skin. He had been rejected by others, and then he found such a lame excuse to exclude himself?

The old man sighed, feeling a little unbearable.

But that's how people are in the world. I originally planned to tell the young man who pretended to be a swordsman that when Zhuangzi was calm and the situation was calm, he would definitely not stop him if he came to visit him again.

After hesitating, the old concierge swallowed those words back.

When young people go out to explore the world, it is not a bad thing to hit a wall.

In the lively town near Jianshui Villa, in the private room of an inn, a "young man" whose real age is already forty years old, but who has become more and more beautiful, stands just like him ten years ago. Years ago, now he is like a young master.

He was sitting cross-legged on a futon, and was wiping an unsheathed long sword very carefully. The scabbard was placed across his knees. The seal inscription was "Green Pearl", which belonged to Lin Gushan, the first swordsman in the ancient Yu Kingdom. He loved the sword. After Lin Gushan was beheaded, this magic weapon that could cut iron like clay became his sword.

There is also a piece of shiny green bamboo hanging on the waist of this man, two feet and six inches long, as long as the sword.

When a swordsman in blue shirt wearing a bamboo hat and carrying a long sword on his back left the town.

Along with this man who was bowing his head and cleaning his sword carefully, the beautiful woman who left Songxi Country and came to this small town all the way came to the door with light steps and knocked on the door. She was both a sword attendant and a disciple. , said softly: "Master, someone finally visited Jianshui Villa."

They were both master and disciple, as well as master and servant. They had been here for nearly ten years. The man told her that when someone came to the sparse Jianshui Villa, it would be the time for him to draw his sword.

She has been at the top of the town these days, waiting for that person to appear.

She was getting tired of waiting, because she believed very much that after the battle with Song Yushao, the master would definitely become famous in Shushui, Songxi, and Caiyi countries!

But after waiting for nearly ten days, no one from Jianghu came to Jianshui Villa.

The man in the room smiled and said: "Very good."

The female swordsman retreated.

I climbed up to the ridge of a roof and felt excited, waiting for the master to ask and draw the sword.

That sword must be unparalleled in the world!

Because the man in the room is Su Lang, the Green Bamboo Sword Immortal!

Su Lang did not get up in a hurry in the room. He still lowered his head and wiped the "green bead" sword.

Wiping the edge of the sword is to cultivate the sword's will and continuously accumulate the sword's will.

The female sword attendant felt that the days were passing like years. She looked at Jianshui Villa, fearing that Song Yushao would suddenly run away, and then looked at the inn, hoping that the master would appear quickly.

Finally, Su Lang, the Green Bamboo Sword Immortal, put on a green robe again, walked out of the inn door, and stood in the middle of the bustling street that led directly to Jianshui Villa.

Hanging on his waist is a piece of green bamboo that shows his transcendent identity, and Su Lang is holding a green bead.

On the street, the sword energy was as strong as the tide.

Pedestrians on the street were so frightened that they dispersed one after another.

Then I don't know who was the first to call out the name of Qingzhu Sword Immortal, followed by words of surprise and surprise one after another.

Then there were countless good guys who either climbed up the stairs or imitated Su Lang's sword attendant and climbed up to the roof to watch the battle. Among them were some serious-looking men and women, located in different locations in the town. Compared to the noisy and blushing spectators, they were more silent. They were the spies and dead soldiers placed here by Shushui Kingdom.

The woman stood on the eaves of the roof with the widest view, sneering.

Su Lang began to take the first step forward.

The sword energy spreads in all directions.

The second step is to take a step forward.

Some passers-by who were still on both sides of the street, unaware of the situation, began to feel suffocated and hid in shops one after another, only to be able to breathe a little.

When this great swordsman, who was famous in several countries, took the third step, he was a few feet away.

Those dead spies placed in the small town by General Chu, even if they were watching from a distance, they were still shocked in their hearts. There was such a powerful sword energy in the world.

Su Lang took his fourth step and just left the small town archway.

His sword intent and momentum have reached the pinnacle of a lifetime of martial arts.

But at this moment, Su Lang stopped.

A Qingshan swordsman wearing a bamboo hat came from a distance.

The reason why Su Lang stopped was because he did not go to Jianshui Villa to ask the sword Song Yushao.

It was this uninvited guest who suddenly appeared in front of him. Because of this person's appearance, for a moment, just when Su Lang was about to pull out the green bead in his hand, Su Lang's originally considered flawless state of mind and perfect aura seemed to have a trace of dirt and dust. stagnate.

So Su Lang chose to stop moving forward.

But he allowed that person to come to him in one step.

Su Lang was never afraid of fighting in close quarters with others, especially if the other party was a monk on the mountain.

The man wearing a bamboo hat looked very young.

"I heard you want to ask about swords?"

The man asked: "But hasn't Senior Song clearly rejected your competition? For a senior in the world like Senior Song, it already means a lot, and you still want to push it further?"

Su Lang felt that these childish questions were more ridiculous than the last. They shouldn't be asked by a person who could temporarily block his progress.

The man hesitated and asked, "As long as there is a reason, no matter whether it is right or not, you can do whatever you want?"

Su Lang smiled and said, "Then you also want to find one?"

The man actually really thought about it, then he held up his bamboo hat and said with a smile: "Think about it, you delayed me from treating Senior Song to hot pot."

Su Lang had returned to the realm of perfect and innocent sword heart, and said slowly: "Then try and see if you can stop me from drawing the sword."

After one punch.

Chen Ping'an couldn't even use a shrinking talisman.

The famous Green Bamboo Sword Immortal was walking in a straight line, going back and forth from where he came, and fell at the small town inn he had walked out of earlier.

Chen Ping'an didn't even look over there, turned around and walked back to Jianshui Villa, muttering to himself: "It should be the Seventh Realm we just arrived? No wonder it looks like paper."

Go back to Jianshui Villa again.

The old concierge was confused, because not only the old owner of the village showed up, but also the young owner and his wife.

Everyone looked solemn.

Could it be that the Qingzhu Sword Immortal showed up?

But the old concierge only saw the blue-shirted swordsman who had gone and returned. The old man was happy. Ouch, this guy is quite thick-skinned. Forget it, for the sake of the jug of good wine, he didn't care about his future livelihood. Furthermore, in the world of martial arts, sometimes being thick-skinned has its benefits.

In the view of the old concierge, the young man who kept approaching the door was running all the way and waving from a distance, "Senior Song, do you want to eat hot pot?"

The old concierge wiped his face, young man, is this a little too shameless?