The Alternate World Is Too Dangerous: I Hide In Reality And Rule!

The sword energy spans thirty thousand miles, and the light of a sword is cold on nineteen continents.

This is the dream that all swordsmen have for themselves at the moment when they are practicing their swords.

But very few can.

In the entire Nanjiang state, only Jing Yu can do it.

Thirty years ago, when Jing Yu was seven years old, he first came into contact with swordsmanship, and practiced the swordsmanship handed down from his family.

Three years later, the sword art was achieved.

Since then, every time he swung his sword, it was accompanied by snowflakes falling.

From the first one or two pieces to the snowflakes surrounding the whole body, it has aroused the curiosity of many people in the world, and it is known as a genius.

The fame of the genius swordsman spread far and wide, and he attracted the attention of an elder of the god-level sect.

The elders of the god-level sect came to Jing's mansion to take Jing Yu as his disciple. When the news got out, many people from all over the world came to besiege and looked at Jing Yu with envy.

The god-level school, in Nanjiang Prefecture, represents the Holy Land of martial arts, and it is the dream of all martial arts practitioners, but the god-level school has high requirements for the martial arts talents of its disciples. Less than one in a thousand can pass.

Even if some lucky ones pass, they are just the most ordinary disciples of the god-level sect, and they are far away from the elders, but this time the elders come to accept disciples in person, and the first entry is the elders' personal disciples, and the treatment of the two is heavenly. Different.

None of the people present would think that Jing Yu would refuse.

Even if Jing Yu is young and doesn't understand what the elders of the god-level sect represent, the adults who want to come to Jing's mansion will explain the situation clearly to Jing Yu.

They came here to witness that a martial arts genius was accepted by the elders of the god-level sect. Decades later, this genius made a big name in Nanjiang Prefecture. When they brag with their juniors or others, they can be proud To put it bluntly, when I was young, I saw him being recruited by the elders of the god-level sect with my own eyes. It was incredible...

However, what everyone didn't expect was that Jing Yu actually rejected the apprenticeship of the elders of the god-level sect. He only wanted to practice the family-inspired swordsmanship. He froze, and in the end, he left a word of appreciation of "youth should be so proud" and left.

Everyone knew that the words of praise from the elder of the god-level sect were just to give himself a step down. He didn't know how annoyed he was, but he couldn't attack a ten-year-old boy.

Jing Yu, who did not join the god-level sect, did not stagnate in his swordsmanship, but advanced by leaps and bounds. Later, when he swung his sword, it snowed heavily, and was called Mr. Xue by people in the world.

There is the young master Jing Yu, whose sword is like snowflakes.

When the snowflakes fall, the opponent also falls.

From twenty years ago to ten years ago, the name of Mr. Xue was resounded throughout Nanjiang Prefecture, but after thirty, he could no longer be called Mr. Xue, so Mr. Xue's nickname became Swordsman Snow.

It was five years ago that Snow Swordsman appeared on the rivers and lakes for the last time. In Henglan County under Nanjiang Prefecture, he had a decisive battle with another swordsman. The whole Henglan County didn't know about it until they suddenly saw Fang Yuan. After several miles of snowflakes, I realized that it was the snow swordsman.

"Since then, Jing Yu hasn't traveled around the rivers and lakes. He joined our god-level sect three years ago and became the elder guest of our god-level sect. At that time, the head of the sect agreed to give him a place to go to the god-level sect."

Listening to Zhang Wujiu's introduction, Lin Ye's eyes fell on Jing Yu, but there was confusion in his eyes. The disciples of the god-level sect, the one who made the move had just broken through Jingzhe, and the ones behind were even stunned. He hasn't broken through the realm yet. How could such a forceful person be injured by a few disciples from the god-level sect?

Could it be that because he was going to the god-level sect, he didn't want to offend the disciples of the god-level sect, and would rather be injured and ridiculed?

It shouldn't be.

Generally, this kind of aggressive swordsman has a very arrogant temper, so he won't do things that would overwhelm the powerful.

"Whether I can go to the god-level door or not is decided by the head of the god-level door, and I have also been approved by the head of the god-level door. Could it be that you think you can be the head of the god-level door?"

Zhang Wujiu has a violent temper. Although he didn't know why Jing Yu didn't act in a serious way, he was very dissatisfied with the arrogance of the disciples of the god-level sect and the defiantness in their words, so he stood up directly.

"If you are not convinced, if you are not convinced, you can go together. As long as you can take my sword, Shenyunmen will leave it to you to decide who will go to the god-level gate this time."

Seeing Zhang Wujiu standing up, several disciples of the god-level sect looked a little ugly, and they naturally knew this.

The younger brother of the head of the Shenyun Sect, and he is also a real younger brother. He has been to the god-level door in the past, and he has the identity of the head of the Shenyun Sect. He was also a thorn in the head of the god-level door. The disciples of the first class door fight.

Before coming to Shenyun Sect, the master and his uncle explained that anyone can be messed with at Shenyun Sect, but Zhang Wujiu must not be messed with. The strong will scruple about their status as god-level disciples, but this lunatic will definitely not scruple about it.

"Hmph, since Uncle Zhang has said so, let's stop this contest. What kind of snow swordsman is just a ghost who only hides behind people."

"Senior brother is right, this kind of greedy life and fear of death, even if they go to our god-level sect, they will be taught by other senior brothers."

The people from the God-level Sect, joking and laughing, swaggered towards the outside of the bamboo forest. Seeing the arrogant appearance of these people, Zhang Wujiu couldn't help but want to make a move.

"Brother Wuji, forget it!"

There was no anger of being humiliated on Jing Yu's face, and his expression was still flat, as if he wasn't the one who was humiliated.

"Everyone, I won't be entertaining you today."

The few men behind Jing Yu, who were also the guests of Shen Yun Sect, also left in a wise manner when they heard Jing Yu's words.

"Brother Jing, you don't want to thank guests behind closed doors, do you? I'm going to introduce a friend to you."

Zhang Wujiu didn't intend to leave, pointing at Lin Ye and said, "This is Lin Yelin's younger brother. Although his martial arts talent is not very good, he is good at cooking... oh no, he is very good at cooking. This time the three of us are going God-level door, I'll bring him here to get acquainted."

"Speaking of which, the two of you are somewhat alike. Brother Lin likes to tinker with food, and you like to plant à la carte gardens. Maybe we can cooperate."

For Zhang Wujiu, he said this just as a joke, but because of this, Lin Ye noticed several nurseries on one side of the bamboo house, where some tender vegetable seedlings were planted, and there was a field further away. Green crops grow.

Back to Basics?

Seeing this scene, the first thought that popped up in Lin Ye's mind was that he had seen in novels before that some masters or big shots always liked to grow vegetables and flowers by themselves, just like an old farmer. This is called returning to basics.

Back to basics at the age of forty?

It shouldn't be.

Lin Ye and Jing Yu greeted each other, and Zhang Wujue asked curiously: "Brother Jing, I wonder why you didn't take action to teach these boys a lesson. If your Luoxue sword came out, I would just turn around and run this way." Lu, why endure it?"

Zhang Wujiu had seen Jing Yu's Luoxue Sword before.

He thought that after Jing Yu's Luoxue Sword was unsheathed, he had no choice but to escape, because Jing Yu in the Luoxue was invincible.

Jing Yu smiled and didn't explain. Lin Ye suddenly had a guess in his heart, but he didn't know if it was right. In order to verify his guess, he asked Zhang Wujiu, "Brother Zhang has seen Elder Jing's Snowfall Sword. , when did you see it?"

"In the winter of the year before last and last year, brother Jing and I were exchanging ideas. Good guy, the Luoxue sword was out of its sheath, and snowflakes fell in a radius of ten miles. It was the first time I didn't know that the power of the Luoxue sword hadn't escaped. Tsk tsk tsk, there were sword marks all over my body. I didn't run fast enough the second time, and I still got hit three times..."

Zhang Wujiu is very straightforward and doesn't hide it at all. In his opinion, the only way to deal with Jing Yu is to prevent Jing Yu from using the Luoxue Sword, or to run out immediately after Jing Yu's Luoxue Sword is cast. The range of snowflakes, otherwise any snowflake could be Jing Yu's sword.

Lin Ye caught the answer he wanted from Zhang Wujiu's answer, and he confirmed the reason why Jing Yu didn't use Luoxue Sword just now.

"Elder Jing is sympathetic to the common people, which I admire."

Lin Ye bowed to Jing Yu, and Jing Yu's indifferent face had a hint of surprise: "Brother Lin saw it?"

"Well, it's just because you can see it that you will feel that Elder Jing is righteous."

Jing Yu stared at Lin Ye for a few seconds, confirmed that Lin Ye was telling the truth, then shook his head suddenly, and said, "It's nothing noble, it's just atonement for my ignorance when I was young."

Atonement!

Lin Ye's pupils shrank, and after thinking for a few seconds, he understood what Jing Yu meant.

"When I was young, I only knew how to practice swords. I rejoiced in the breakthrough of swordsmanship, and the scope of my pursuit of Luoxue continued to expand..."

Listening to the conversation between Jing Yu and Lin Ye, Zhang Wujiu was a little confused. What does atonement mean?

Also, shouldn't Luoxuejian pursue the growing range of snowflakes? The larger the range, the less chance your opponent will run away.

"You two don't play tricks, I don't like to use my brain, so just say it."

"It's a good year, what happens in a good year. There are poor people in Kyoto, so it's not advisable to be auspicious."

Lin Ye read a poem, and Jing Yu's eyes lit up when he heard it, "Brother Lin is a great talent."

"Wait, brother Jing, don't rush to praise, this poem is very simple, I understand the meaning, doesn't it mean that it can't snow too much, what does this have to do with you?"

Zhang Wujiu didn't quite understand, Jing Yu's Luoxue Sword has a certain range, if people passing by feel cold, just run away.

"Brother Zhang, five years ago in Henglan County, I fought against a swordsman from Henglan County, and I was slightly better..."

Jing Yu recalled the battle five years ago. In that battle, he fought the swordsman for a day and won the swordsman. He was overjoyed, but he was also injured, so he had to walk back to the city slowly.

And it was this slow walk that he saw the people standing in the ridge of the field looking at the sky with despairing expressions on their faces.

With the snow day and night, the crops in the field were overwhelmed by the snow.

It's only a month away from the harvest.

The common people cursed the heavens, only then did Jing Yu realize how much disaster his proud Luoxue sword had brought to the common people.

This time, his sword heart collapsed.