Chapter 862: The Competitive Yu Xiyi (Part 1)

After Chen Chao met Gao Xuan, he returned to the Great Wall in the north first.

When entering the city, Chen Chao stood in front of the extremely tall city wall. He raised his head and took a look, feeling the talismans and other mysterious auras stacked on top for countless generations. In fact, he felt a little heavy.

As a warrior who forgets all worries, he dare not say that he can conquer the city alone. In fact, this is the reason why the Great Wall of the North has been able to stand here for more than two hundred years.

"What, you look scared?"

A gentle voice suddenly sounded, and a tall warrior appeared beside Chen Chao. It was none other than Chen Chao's previous boss and now the Northern General, Ning Ping.

Chen Chao turned his head and glanced at Ning Ping beside him. He hadn't seen him for a long time. This former garrison of Daliang now had gray hair on his temples.

This was one of the top three warriors of the previous generation. Among the three, General Xiao Hezheng was the eldest, Emperor Liang Chen Che was in the middle, and Ning Ping was actually the youngest.

It's just that I was young at the time, but I am no longer young now.

Time is like a knife, it treats everyone like this, and I never think about showing mercy to anyone. 🅆

However, judging from Ning Ping's age, the premature graying of his hair is due to the fact that he has been in the north for too long and the burden here is too heavy, which makes the warrior worry day and night.

Chen Chao joked, "It's time for you to brew some wolfberry to replenish your health."

"Who drinks that stuff?"

Ning Ping slapped Chen Chao on the shoulder and said with a smile, "That guy Song Lian may need this, and you may also need it, but for this... officer, it is not necessary."

Chen Chao nodded and said clearly, "Yes, Sir, in this situation, I am afraid that wolfberry is not enough. I should get two of the most authentic old mountain ginseng from Liaodong. I understand, and I will start to do this when I regain my consciousness." , I will send it to you as soon as possible."

Ning Ping laughed and scolded, "You brat."

One of the two people said that he was a senior official, and the other said that he was a subordinate official. In fact, they both knew it tacitly.

After that, Ning Ping led Chen Chao into the city from the city gate. The two old and new guards, now the top two warriors in the world, slowly moved forward. At first, Chen Chao deliberately slowed down to let Ning Ping in front of him walk in front, but After the latter noticed it, he quickly slowed down and let the young warrior beside him walk side by side with him.

At this moment, there is actually no need to talk about qualifications or lack of qualifications. After all, the two of them can already work side by side in all aspects.

Chen Chao rubbed his cheeks, and Ning Ping took the initiative to smile and said, "Aren't you guys always so crazy in the eyes of monks and demon clans? Why do you act so humble when you are in front of me?" "

Chen Chao chuckled, "It's okay to just show off outside, but in front of you, don't talk about me. Even if that bullshit demon emperor comes, don't I still have to be polite to you?"

Ning Ping clicked his tongue and said, "Are you here to slap me in the face?"

What bullshit demon emperor, listen, is this what a human being should say?

Chen Chao smiled and said, "The three warriors of this dynasty and the general have been kind to me, not to mention your Majesty. I don't know how much you have worried about me along the way. As for you, old man, there is no need to worry too much." As I said, I have to be humble in front of you."

That's what he said, but an old man's words would make Ning Ping's head grow bigger.

He stared at Chen Chao in front of him with some dissatisfaction, "I heard that your boy is in Shendu and has charmed countless girls."

"What?"

Chen Chao looked at Ning Ping with some confusion and asked curiously, "Sir, does this violate Daliang law?"

The look in his eyes was full of provocation, as if he could just tell me, sir, don't be jealous. Being jealous is useless.

Ning Ping sneered, "When I was young, who didn't know that I was a handsome man from Shendu? Once I walked through the streets of Shendu, I would receive hundreds of love letters. Do I need to be jealous of you? This kind of thing will never happen in your life." You can’t even keep up with me.”

After hearing this, Chen Chao carefully looked at Ning Ping in front of him. After looking at him for a long time, he said solemnly, "Sir, when you were young, you might have been quite charming."

In fact, Ning Ping's words are really not bragging. This guardian envoy became famous at a young age. When he was transferred to Shendu as the deputy commander of the left guard in the early years, he was actually very high-spirited and handled the case vigorously and resolutely. In addition, He has a really handsome face, and he is indeed very popular with those girls in the city of gods. However, the general was obsessed with martial arts at that time, and had no interest in the love of these children, otherwise he would not be at this moment. , still alone.

Hearing that the brat like Chen Chao now recognized his appearance, Ning Ping was somewhat satisfied. However, before he could speak, he heard the young martial artist over there sighing, "I don't know what you've been through these years." What."

These words were like the sharpest flying sword in the world, piercing the heart of Ning Ping in front of him simply and directly.

The senior, who was angry but not too old, wanted to slap the young junior on the head, but his raised hand hung in the air and did not fall down in the end.

Ning Ping took back his hand, sighed, and muttered a few words silently. Although this brat didn't deserve a beating, he was now the head of the Liang Dynasty's military attachés. It wouldn't look good to do so.

This is the difference between teenagers and middle-aged people. Teenagers can have no scruples, but when middle-aged people reach this point, they don’t think much.

Chen Chao smiled and said, "If you have so many worries, you will always suffer the consequences."

Ning Ping smiled calmly, "You think you young people just don't care? I walk on thin ice every day with fear. I can't sleep well at night. I'm afraid that when I open my eyes, the sound of fighting will be loud outside. This solid fortress The city that had not been occupied by demons for more than two hundred years was finally filled with demons in my hands. "

This was said indifferently, but the bitter taste in it was probably only known by the successive generals. Everyone in the Liang Dynasty knew that the general was a military attaché in the Liang Dynasty, but few people knew about it. After sitting in this position, These generals could never get a good night's sleep any day.

Because there are too many things on the shoulders, it is a bit overwhelming.

"Before, I didn't really understand why General Xiao had to return to his roots, but later I figured it out. After working here all my life, I didn't just want to spend a few days in my hometown to live in peace. As for being buried in the It’s even better back home, where I can have a good night’s sleep.”

Ning Ping sighed. Others could see his glory, but how many people could see his helplessness.

Chen Chao said, "Later I sent someone to have a look. The general was buried in his small courtyard. There was no monument. There was a small dirt bag in the small courtyard. It was said that the general did not want to make it too scary. As for when a little kid’s paper kite falls into the yard, he won’t dare to come in and pick it up.”

Ning Ping said nothing.

Chen Chao smiled and said, "I heard that in the end, no one knew that the general's name was Xiao Hezheng."

Ning Ping said, "It's enough to be prestigious in the north. When I go back to my hometown, I won't be what I was when I was young. Why do I have to make it known to everyone? When I die, there will be people in front of this grave every day. Clean.”

"You deserve it, but if you don't like it, then throw it away."

Chen Chao rubbed his head and finally asked a question that he was very interested in, "After this battle, what position will she have in the North?"

Ning Ping glanced at Chen Chao with squinted eyes, but was not in a hurry to speak. His eyes clearly said, "You kid, you've been holding it in for so long, but you can't hold it in anymore, right?"

Chen Chao had a look of helplessness on his face, thinking to himself, I have already deliberately talked so much nonsense, why is your attention still here?

"Everyone saw how she won that battle. She is not blind. If she really wants to erase her achievements, don't worry, I will be the first one not to agree. With that big victory, it will be easy for me to do so in the future. Quite a lot, many things can be left to her naturally. You guys have to know, after this war started, how much pressure did I put on her to be the commander? You know, what if something goes wrong? "I feel like I'm sitting on pins and needles right now."

"But don't expect that after this battle, she will be in a high position. That is impossible. Some things cannot be rushed, and there is no point in rushing."

Chen Chao nodded. Regarding what Ning Ping said, he naturally understood that these things must be done slowly, right? No one can get to the highest position overnight, everything needs to be accumulated.

"Anyway, my lord, please take care of me. I will leave her affairs in the north to my lord."

Chen Chao smiled and finally settled the matter here.

Ning Ping had a cold face, but did not agree or refuse.

Afterwards, Ning Ping said calmly, "The northern border army's pest control has gone smoothly these days. Although it is not completely new now, it is much better than before."

Chen Chao said solemnly, "This matter needs to continue to be done without any slack. After all, His Majesty's vision is here, and if you want to maintain the combat effectiveness of the border army, this matter must be done."

Ning Ping nodded, knowing the pros and cons. After thinking about it, he asked, "Besides the new weapons, what else have you done these days?"

Chen Chao chuckled and said calmly, "In about a month or two, monks will come to the north one after another to listen to the orders of your great general."

Ning Ping asked curiously, "What, your kid went to buy someone?"

Chen Chao ignored him and just said to himself, "It's possible that there are casual cultivators from the north, sword cultivators from the Sword Sect, and even some Qi practitioners. I've been causing trouble everywhere this year. If I don't do any good, what do you think I am?" Are you willing to run around like this?"

Ning Ping laughed loudly. Although he had never returned to Daliang since he came to the northern border, he had heard about every one of those things without missing a word.

When this kid was wandering around, the guys outside were so frightened that they all prayed to the young guard that he would be fine wherever he went, just not to come to his own mountain gate.

Let alone asking for a bowl of water or simply passing by, don't ask for it.

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In recent years, it has been rumored that this young martial artist is a very vicious person. At that time, everyone did not take such a young man seriously, but now when they take the other party seriously, the other party does not put them aside. In the eyes.

Also, depending on the opponent's current fighting strength, an ordinary person can be killed at will.

People also wonder why there are so few people in the world who are obsessed with worry, so why is it that one of them is none other than the young martial artist in front of them.

God is blind.

Ning Ping thought for a moment and said, "You have done a lot of things in other places before. Although it was also for Daliang, it was not done in the North after all. So when they mentioned you, they didn't really feel anything. But after today, when they mentioned you again, there was only one last comparison object left in their hearts."

Chen Chao was stunned. He naturally knew who the so-called other comparison object was.

"Your prestige has risen all of a sudden, which makes me a little envious."

Ning Ping rubbed his head, as if he was really unwilling.

Chen Chao asked suspiciously, "Why are you talking about these things, sir?"

Ning Ping smiled slightly, looked at Chen Chao, and then pointed to the distance. There is only one street left from here to the general's mansion.

It's around the corner.

Chen Chao stopped here and didn't dare to go forward.

There must be no big monsters waiting to surround and kill him in front, but for some reason, Chen Chao didn't dare to take that step forward at this moment.

It was a bit like the first time a son-in-law visited the other party's parents, so in addition to being cautious, there were also many uneasy feelings.

Ning Ping looked at this scene and laughed and cursed, "Damn it, when facing the Demon Emperor, he dared to raise his middle finger to provoke him, why don't you dare to move forward now?"

Chen Chao took a deep breath, cursed in a low voice that no one heard, then took a deep breath, and finally took a step forward.

Turned the corner.

There were people standing on both sides of the long street in front.

They were densely packed, all wearing armor and hanging swords.

From the armor on their bodies, it was obvious that these people had high official positions in the army.

At this moment, they gathered here, waiting for Chen Chao.

The majestic general in the lead looked at Chen Chao with admiration.

Most of the others had the same emotions, and a few people had complicated expressions in their eyes, and it was difficult to tell what they were.

Chen Chao stood there, silent.

Those armored generals looked at each other and clasped their fists.

The movements were in unison.

"The garrison commander is of the same lineage as Your Majesty, and we admire him for his service to the country and the people. We are lucky to fight alongside him!"

"May the garrison commander's martial arts prospects be like a long river flowing endlessly. I hope the garrison commander will always guard Daliang and prevent the people of Daliang from suffering any disaster!"

The voice shook the long street.

Chen Chao stood there, listening to these words, unable to say a word. After a long silence, he also clasped his fists and bowed deeply.

Respect these brave warriors who have no home to return to for the sake of the people of Daliang, and who would rather lose their lives on this battlefield.

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Huanglongzhou has always been considered the place with the most prosperous sword energy in the world.

The best place to forge swords, Jianqi Mountain, is in Huanglongzhou.

The only sword sect in the world, Jianzong, is also here.

With the top of the flying sword, the strongest place for sword cultivators, it will naturally attract sword cultivators and swordsmiths from other places to settle here in the long time to come.

Even if there were only a few at the beginning, as time went by, day after day, year after year, the flying swords and sword cultivators piled up here became more and more. The more so, the sword energy of Huanglongzhou naturally became more and more prosperous, and there was no end in sight.

After the founding of the Daliang Dynasty, the number of idle sword cultivators and swordsmiths in Huanglongzhou reached an innumerable point, and Huanglongzhou was naturally considered to be the place where the sword was.

In the past, there were sword cultivators who came from the mountains and fields and made bold statements. How to become a leading figure in the world of swordsmanship? It was very simple, that is, first go to Jianqi Mountain and take away a sword that lasts for a hundred years, and then use the sword to knock off the crown of the leader of the Sword Sect, and that would be it.

But this has been said for so many years, even a hundred years have passed, but no one has been able to accomplish such a feat. The sword of a hundred years has indeed appeared in the Sword Qi Mountain, named Wild Grass, but the one who took the sword and left was not an ordinary sword cultivator, but a sword cultivator from the Sword Sect.

Let alone whether he would take down the head crown of the Sword Sect Master with his identity, just to say that in the years since he took the sword, although he has been heard to have become a sword immortal, he is still a long way from being the Sword Sect Master who is the best swordsman in the world.

The Sword Sect Master, who only wanted to comprehend the perfect sword in his life, has not appeared in the world for many years. He had made two moves before, attacking the two emperors respectively. Although he didn't seem to win, he didn't die. Although this record seems not very glorious, what's the difference?

How many people in this world can escape from the hands of two emperors safely?

I'm afraid there are none.

Therefore, even though they lost two games, the sword cultivators in the world are still willing to regard the Sword Sect Master as the strongest sword master in the world, and they still admire him very much, and they are also thinking about when the Sword Sect Master will come out of seclusion again.

Although they thought it was like this, since the beginning of the month, those sword cultivators who braved the wind and snow to come to a small town called Sanchi were not waiting for the Sword Sect Master to finish his seclusion.

Rather, earlier, a message began to spread in Huanglongzhou that there was a dying great sword immortal in the Sword Sect who felt that his time was running out, and he wanted to select a successor in this Sanchi town during these days as his own sword successor.

And there were almost no requirements, regardless of whether they had practiced sword before, whether they had a master or not.

When the sword cultivators first heard the news, they didn't take it seriously. After all, a great swordsman who has reached the end of Wangyou's practice, even if he is about to die, he will probably leave his lifelong swordsmanship behind. How could it be spread to the outside world by the sword cultivators in the Sword Sect?

But later, as the news spread longer and longer, more and more inside stories came out, saying that the Great Sword Immortal was no one else, but the Green Pavilion Sword Immortal who had gained great fame in the world in the early years.

Luting Sword Immortal Yang Luting was already a world-famous Great Sword Immortal six years ago. Although this Great Sword Immortal was not the most remarkable being among the sword cultivators of that generation, his reputation must have been the best. , when this Great Sword Immortal was walking in the world, he often used his sword to kill injustices, and he made many enemies because of countless monks, but in fact, almost none of those enemies were his own.

Later, the Great Sword Immortal was besieged by the then Master of Chixin Guan and several sect leaders. The two sides fought fiercely for several days. The Great Sword Immortal was covered with bruises and was almost on the verge of death when the Sword Sect Master appeared. , because he cherished his talent, he did not hesitate to take out several valuable treasures to save Yang Luting, but made a request, that is, Yang Luting would join the Sword Sect from now on and become the sword companion of the Sword Sect leader.

The so-called accompanying swordsmanship is actually a competition between two people, asking each other about swordsmanship, and each gaining benefits. However, the master of the Sword Sect at that time was arrogant and did not think about getting any bit of each other's swordsmanship from Yang Luting. He just wanted to Try the sword with a great swordsman.

Yang Luting was also a master of swordsmanship in the world. At that time, Yang Luting only asked, how can I get down from the mountain.

The answer from the leader of the Sword Sect was also simple and direct. Either the sword is better than him, or it is when his life span is about to expire.

At that time, Yang Luting only said that after the injury was healed, within ten years at most, he would be able to defeat the master of the Sword Sect and be free to go down the mountain and leave the Sword Sect.

But what's the final result? Outsiders didn't know it, but there were some swordsmen with sufficient qualifications within the Sword Sect who knew that in the following years, he and the master of the Sword Sect would have a sword duel almost every five years. At first, there was not much difference between the two, but then As time went by, the last time the two swords competed, the master of the Sword Sect had already defeated Yang Luting with only half a sword.

Isn’t Yang Luting strong?

On the contrary, Yang Luting was actually proficient in swordsmanship and ranked among the top three within the Sword Sect.

This is what makes the Sword Sect leader even more terrifying.

There may always be a gap between him and other great swordsmen in the world.

There is a difference between the Great Sword Immortal and the Great Sword Immortal.

Now that it is said that the old swordsman who wants to preach is Yang Luting, everyone actually thinks that this matter is reasonable. Firstly, this Luting swordsman has always been a kind of chivalrous and good person. Secondly, he is not a swordsman. The sword cultivator of the Sword Sect was just forced to stay in the Sword Sect for a period of a year. Can he really say that he has feelings for the Sword Sect? I'm afraid I can't say it, but it's quite rare to not be resentful.

So after learning the news, the sword cultivators rushed to Sanchi Town, a remote town located in the northern part of Huanglong Prefecture. From this moment on, legends continued.

Some people say that this is the birthplace of the Sword Immortal Luting. Now that the old Sword Immortal is returning to his roots, it is reasonable to choose this place. Others say that this place is not actually the hometown of the Sword Immortal Luting, but the place where the beloved woman of the Sword Immortal died. The Green Pavilion Sword Immortal traveled around the world, stood up for many people, and finally dragged his wife down. During a siege, his wife died here.

Some people say that if it weren't for the death of Luting Sword Immortal's wife here, which broke the heart of Luting Sword Immortal, then when he faced the master of the Sword Sect, he would definitely not be defeated by him.

Anyway, there were different opinions and people came.

Some people don't seek to obtain the swordsmanship inheritance of the Green Pavilion Sword Immortal, but just want to meet the Green Pavilion Sword Immortal. Such legendary figures may not be that important to the entire world, but to the sword For cultivating one lineage, this is not the case.

This is a legend in the art of swordsmanship.

If you meet someone, you are very lucky. If you are lucky enough to be given a few words of advice by the other person, then you are lucky.

Lucky for you.

You must know that such a person's casual remarks may be something that others will not be able to obtain elsewhere in their lifetime. This kind of thing has happened before. There once was a great swordsman who casually gave guidance to a junior swordsman, and then that He eventually became a swordsman, and at that time, the incident even became a legend.

The small town of Sanchi is full of sword energy.

After sunset, night falls, and although the town is already overcrowded, there are still people rushing here.

A couple of sword cultivators. The man and the woman were carrying their swords. When they walked into the town, they still held the hand of the woman beside them. The woman looked around, which was a habit she had developed over the years, while the man He was looking straight ahead, and actually didn't seem to care that much about his surroundings.

After entering the town, the woman couldn't help but remind her husband a few words, asking him to talk as little as possible and fight with others as little as possible. Even if he suffered some grievances, don't pay too much attention to it, but it's okay not to say it. , the man frowned a little, saying that it didn't matter if he was wronged, but if she was wronged, he would definitely draw his sword.

The woman helplessly twisted her husband's arm, "That's it, if there is a swordsman standing across from you then, what does it matter if you draw your sword or not?"

Just as the man was about to speak, the woman stared at him and said, "You are only one step away from the Sword Immortal now. If something happens at this juncture, will you really feel no regrets?"

The man was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "I don't regret it."

The woman sighed. Her husband's temper has always been like this. No matter how she persuaded him, she couldn't persuade him. She actually had no other choice. She could only hope that nothing would happen this time.

In fact, if it wasn't for the sword inheritance of the Green Pavilion Sword Immortal, she wouldn't have dragged her husband here. Both of them were casual cultivators. It was originally difficult to practice. Now her husband was only one step away from forgetting his worries. Although according to her husband, this last step only required several years of dedicated practice, maybe it would be successful. But she didn't really believe it. She wanted to try her luck here. If she got the inheritance of the Green Pavilion Sword Immortal, that would be a sure thing.

Born as a casual cultivator, he became a sword immortal. This kind of thing is not common.

And once it is done, it can even be established and pass down the Taoist tradition, which means that it is not a wasted trip in this world.

Therefore, the woman wanted to do this thing very much.

Seeing that his wife was already a little angry, the man held the woman's hand with more force, and then softened his tone, "Try your best, try your best."

It would be fine if he didn't say this, but the woman got a little angry when he said this. You can try your best, but you are treating me like a three-year-old child, right?

The man had no choice but to sigh and say, "I am a sword cultivator of my generation. With a sword in hand, I should speak my mind. If this doesn't work, then what's the point of practicing swordsmanship."

Seeing that his wife was about to refute, the man quickly brought up someone as an example, "Isn't that the garrison commander? Look, what realm are people in now?"

The woman sneered, "Xu Bai, how do you think you can compare with him?"

As soon as these words came out, the man named Xu Bai was immediately discouraged. He opened his mouth but didn't refute. Indeed, no matter his background, talent or anything else, he couldn't compare to Chen Chao.

However, since he had already mentioned Chen Dynasty, Xu Bai still sighed, "I really don't know when I can see this town garrison commander again. Let's have a good drink then."

Speaking of drinking, the look in the woman's eyes softened a little, and she whispered, "I'll make some snacks for you then, I hope the town garrison commander won't mind."

In the eyes of outsiders, the woman would never be a very good woman, but to Xu Bai, she is the best woman in the world, no doubt about it.

Xu Bai held the woman's hand and whispered, "If the town garrison commander doesn't mind, then don't come to the table to drink with us."

The woman didn't speak this time, because she found that the man next to her had a very serious expression.

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As the sword cultivator couple walked into the town, another carriage came outside the town. The coachman driving the carriage was a sturdy middle-aged man, but judging from his aura, he didn't look like a sword cultivator.

When they arrived outside the town, the man drove a little slower.

He turned his head to look at the carriage and whispered, "Mom, we're here."

In the carriage, there was an old woman with silver hair lying in the carriage. There was a brazier in front of her, and a delicate little girl holding a green stick was constantly stirring the charcoal in the brazier opposite.

It was snowing outside, but the carriage was warm as spring.

After hearing the noise from outside, the old woman opened her cloudy eyes with difficulty, opened her mouth, and uttered a word "hmm".

After hearing the noise, the man nodded with some relief, but at the same time he couldn't help complaining, "Mom, it's so cold, I told you not to come out a long time ago. So many years have passed, even if we meet again, what can we do? We are not young anymore."

"Shut up!"

The old woman was not in a good mood to begin with, but after hearing this, she didn't know where she got the strength from, and she opened her mouth and scolded her son outside the carriage.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

But as these two words came out, the old woman's energy seemed to drain away very quickly, and she immediately started coughing, but even the sound of her coughing seemed very weak.

When the little girl saw this, she quickly stood up and came to the old woman's side, patting her back obediently, then turned her head to look outside the car, and said dissatisfiedly, "Dad, can't you not make grandma angry?"

The man driving the car was speechless for a while, and after a long time, he sighed slightly and said softly, "Mom, it's my son's fault. Don't be angry. If you want to see him, you can see him. If you can see him, you can also fulfill your wish."

The old woman ignored the man, but stretched out her dry arm, patted the little girl's head in front of her, and pulled out a not very pretty smile, "Qing'er, take out the painting and take a look."

The little girl named Qing'er nodded, and obediently took out a scroll from a wooden box in front of the old woman. Then she stood up and carefully unfolded the painting to reveal the portrait inside.

The painting is a green-shirted sword fairy holding a sword in one hand, with a handsome face and lifelike.

After seeing the portrait, the old woman seemed to have eaten a long-aged ginseng, and suddenly she lifted up her last bit of energy.

The old woman reached out her hand and gently stroked the face of the person in the painting, and tears suddenly streamed down her cheeks.

"Lu Ting, can we meet again?"

It turned out that the person in the painting was the Lu Ting Sword Immortal.

But even though the painting was like this, the person was probably not young anymore.

The current Lu Ting Sword Immortal was probably not much different from her, both were gray-haired.

The man outside the carriage sighed as he listened to the commotion in the carriage, but did not speak again. He knew what his mother was thinking, but in fact he really wanted to tell his mother that what happened back then was now that year. It's still the same as it is now, and what you want to see, mother, is actually not the current Green Pavilion Sword Immortal, but the thoughts from back then.

It's just that the little thought is just a thought in my heart. If we meet again now, I'm afraid that even the little thought from the beginning will be gone.

Isn’t it good to keep beautiful things in your heart?

The man was a little confused.

But he never spoke.

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As this carriage enters the town, it is estimated that no one will come again tonight.

But as they were talking, a young man wandered over to the town. However, this young man did not rush into the town. Instead, he came to sit down in front of a late-night snack stall at the entrance of the town and casually said "Boss, a bowl of wontons."

This late-night snack stall was not big, with only two or three tables, but this young man chose an occupied one instead of choosing an empty table.

After calling for food, the young man raised his head and glanced at the person in front of him. He was an old man with silver hair and wrinkles on his face. At this moment, the old man was competing with a bowl of wontons full of chili peppers. The young man looked at him and his face was red from the heat, but he Still stubbornly refusing to take a sip of the free tea on the table.

The young man thought it was interesting and reminded him with a smile, "Old sir, at this age, it's hard for you to do anything for yourself. If you can't eat spicy food, just drink water. If you still can't bear it, stop eating. I'll order another bowl without adding chili pepper." The wontons are.”

The old man raised his head, wiped the sweat from his forehead, glanced at the young man opposite, and said with a smile, "If people don't compete, what's the point of living?"

The young man said, "It's okay to eat a bowl of wontons, but it's not good to compete on other things."

The old man put down the chopsticks in his hand, looked at the young man in front of him with a smile, narrowed his eyes and said, "Can you tell me what else?"

The young man said angrily, "Everything else is simple. You are so old, and you still run out to eat late-night snacks in this weather. Isn't it a competition? Are you risking your life?"

The old man sneered and said, "Young people are weak, so you think others are the same as you? You must know that people's physiques are different. Even though I am this old, I still don't have wet shoes!"

The young man frowned. When he heard this, he really lost his mind about eating wontons. He suddenly stood up and shouted, "What, old man, are you competing with me? Who can pee farther?"

"I'm not afraid of the boy who has no city, but have you ever thought that if you win, I won't be proud, but if you lose to me, it will be really embarrassing."

The old man narrowed his eyes and seemed to have some different emotions towards the young man in front of him.

The young man was startled, then sat down and said with lingering fear, "What the old man said is worth some money after all."

The old man smiled and said nothing.

After that, the bowl of pitifully small wontons was delivered to the table. The young man didn't dislike it. He picked up one with chopsticks and put it in his mouth to chew. As a result, his mouth was filled with the smell of meat. The young man spit it on the ground in disgust, and also Without saying anything, he noticed that the old man in front of him pushed the jar of chili peppers in front of him and sneered, "Young man, why else do you think I eat so many chili peppers?"

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Not many people in Daliang like chili peppers, but there are actually two reasons why they eat them in the first place.

Covers fishy smell, improves flavor and dispels cold.

The young man held down the chili can, shook his head and said, "The meat is not good, so just don't eat it. Why bother to make it difficult for yourself again."

The old man laughed and said, "What about the wonton money? I've already given it to you, but don't you think it's a pity if you don't eat it?"

The young man was silent for a while. He originally wanted to say that it was not much money, but as soon as he thought about this, the old guy opposite would definitely say that he didn't know how to save.

As a result, the young people don't want to talk.

He looked at the chili jar in front of him, lost in thought.

There was a look of satisfaction in the old man's eyes. He looked at the young man and said with a smile, "You have already cultivated to this point. Cherish what you should cherish. Don't do anything you are not sure about. What will be the consequences? Don't you weigh it yourself?"

The young man said nothing.

The old man thought to himself and said, "Speaking of competition, I have been competing all my life. What can I do in a lifetime? But I have to compete with that guy. At this moment, I will die soon. Let's think about the past." It’s been a long time, and I really feel like I’m at a loss.”

The young man looked at the old man in front of him, and at this moment he also confirmed the identity of the other person. He was the famous Green Pavilion Sword Immortal.

As for the young man himself, his reputation is not small. The sword master of a century-old sword is now the young swordsman who is the leader among swordsmen of this generation, Yu Xiyi.

But although both of them were in the Sword Sect, after so many years, Yu Xiyi had never seen the Luting Sword Immortal in front of him, and the Luting Sword Immortal had never seen Yu Xiyi.

The former is most reluctant to recognize people everywhere, while the latter has spent the past sixty years practicing swordsmanship in seclusion and practicing swordsmanship with the master of the Sword Sect.

So there is no intersection.

However, the old man had heard about Yu Xiyi's deeds and knew that this kid had been imprisoned for a long time, but in the end he walked out on his own.

This alone is enough to show that Yu Xiyi is not an ordinary swordsman.

"In terms of competition, you do think more clearly than me. In the past sixty years, I have competed with that guy twelve times. Every time, I thought I would win the next time. But in fact, starting from the first time , I was destined to be farther and farther away from him, but I didn’t actually understand this kind of thing until I went down the mountain.”

The old man sighed, life can be wasted, but how many sixty years can be wasted?

Yu Xiyi looked at the old man and said curiously, "Now that I have figured it out, I shouldn't have stopped here, right?"

The old man naturally knew what Yu Xiyi was talking about. He shook his head and said, "Who do you think your sect master is? Who does he hold back in every sword fight? In the past sixty years, my acupuncture points have been destroyed so many times. At this moment, there is something in my body." Do you know how much sword energy he has? Do you think it’s easy for me to survive to this day?”

A great swordsman would be respected and treated politely anywhere, but in the Sword Sect, in the eyes of the Sword Sect leader, he was actually just a sharpening stone in his swordsmanship.

However, when the old man spoke, there was actually no resentment. Unlike the rumors outside, the master of the Sword Sect never actually stopped him from leaving. He just wanted to stay and try to win over the other party.

But the final result can now be seen at a glance.

Yu Xiyi sighed, feeling a little regretful from the bottom of his heart.

The old man narrowed his eyes, "If I'm not wrong, you are already at the door. Do you want to take a step forward and prepare to use your sect leader as a sword sharpening stone? You are really brave. You have to know the world's swords "Xiu, if you dare to raise your sword in front of him, it's a big deal. If you draw your sword, you're just asking for trouble."

"He was only born a few years ago. Give him some time and I have to show him what it means to be the best in swordsmanship. I, Yu Xiyi, am the best."

Yu Xiyi looked disdainful.

The old man snorted and said indifferently, "It's okay to brag, but don't be like me, competing with him all your life and never winning in the end."

Yu Xiyi remained silent.

The old man thought for a while and said bluntly, "I have heard about your boy, so I don't think your boy came to me because of my swordsmanship, which is destined to be inferior to his. Then you came to see me to ask him where he is weak." ?”

Before Yu Xiyi had time to speak, the old man here said earnestly, "Actually, even if you know the weakness, you are destined to not be his opponent now. It's okay if he is in a good mood and will spare your life. If he is in a bad mood, he will If the sword kills you, where can you go to reason?"

I'm afraid everyone in the world knows the temper of the master of the Sword Sect. In his eyes, swordsmanship comes first, and other things can be put aside later.

Yu Xiyi thought for a while and said, "A friend wrote me a letter a few days ago and asked me where I am now."

The old man raised his eyebrows and said, "He wants you to do something for him?"

"He didn't say anything in his letter, and even asked about the realm, he deliberately didn't take the initiative to mention it. But the more this happens, the more I feel that he has something very important that he needs my help with."

"That guy is already at the end of his life. There are few people in this world that he can't kill, but now he still needs my help. I think he might..."

Yu Xiyi paused and said, "I'm going to kill the Demon Emperor."

Hearing this, the old man was stunned.

There is probably no one in this world who would not be stunned hearing this.

Kill the demon emperor.

Yu Xiyi was a little excited, "If he really wants to kill the Demon Emperor, then I will definitely be the one to blame for this."

He has been practicing swordsmanship for a long time in his life, and he is even a swordsman now. In fact, Yu Xiyi has never been very interested in killing people.

He was actually very interested in killing demons.

Especially when he knew that he might be able to kill the Demon Emperor.

The old man sneered, "Are you crazy? What kind of person is the Demon Emperor? Even after that guy realizes the so-called sword, he may not be able to do it. Do you think you can do it?"

Now when the old man looked at Yu Xiyi, it was as if he was looking at an idiot.

It is said that young people have the spirit of young people, but that is spirit and passion, not idiots or madness.

Yu Xiyi raised his eyebrows, "You don't have to worry about it. Since he has this idea, he must have a chance."

The old man had a dark face, but he couldn't help but ask, "Who is your friend?"

Yu Xiyi looked at the old man in confusion and thought, "You don't even know this?"

The old man also looked at Yu Xiyi blankly, meaning, should I know?

Big eyes and small eyes.

After a while, Yu Xiyi was discouraged and had no choice but to talk about his friend.

After listening to this, the old man only uttered a few words from his mouth, "They are all crazy."

Yu Xiyi smiled and didn't care.

It is no accident that some people can become friends, just like him and Chen Chao.

The old man was silent for a long time and said, "Although I don't think you will succeed, what do you want me to help you with?"

Yu Xiyi said straight to the point, "I want the sect master to be my sharpening stone, but I know that the sect master will not even leave the seclusion because of me."

"So... I want you to ask the sect leader about the sword again."

Yu Xiyi looked at the old man in front of him sincerely.

When the old man draws his sword, the master of the Sword Sect will respond. If he comes out of seclusion, he can then draw his sword.

But asking a great swordsman to do such a thing is actually disrespectful to such a great swordsman.

The old man also looked at him seriously and said, "Do you think...I haven't lost enough?"

In the past sixty years, the old man has lost to the master of the Sword Sect twelve times. Is there one more time?

Yu Xiyi felt a little embarrassed for the first time. He looked at the old man in front of him and didn't know what to say. He also knew that these words shouldn't be said.

The old man stood up and prepared to walk towards the town. He drew his sword twelve times, but was defeated by that guy's sword every time. He no longer had the idea of ​​drawing his sword against that guy.

What's more, the young man in front of him was talking nonsense, saying that he wanted to break through the realm to kill the Demon Emperor. Is the Demon Emperor so easy to kill?

Not to mention whether you can kill the Demon Emperor, even if you reach the Demon Realm, it is still uncertain whether you can see the Demon Emperor.

There are no strong people, no big demons, and no demon kings in the Demon Realm?

What can you two Wangyou end do?

The old man shook his head and walked towards the town alone, hunched over, with slow steps.

Behind him, Yu Xiyi looked at his back, not knowing what he was thinking. This young sword fairy was silent.

After an unknown amount of time, the old man's back gradually disappeared from sight. Yu Xiyi walked out of the night snack stall, and then walked into the heavy snow, and soon his hair turned white.

He stood in the heavy snow and looked at the town in front of him.

Three feet.

He sighed and prepared to think of other ways.

But before he turned around, a young man in black came out in the snowy night and came to him.

Sensing his frustration, the young man in black patted his shoulder and joked, "It's a little slower than me, it's not a big deal, don't be so sad."

It was just a casual consolation. After all, the young sword fairy in front of him was not such a fussy person.

As a result, Yu Xiyi turned around, looked at the young man in black very seriously and said, "Don't worry, I must break through during this period of time, and I want to do that big thing with you!"

The young man in black was about to speak, and Yu Xiyi said seriously again, "Because of that thing, I have wanted to do it for a long time."

The young man in black vaguely felt that there was some misunderstanding, but it was hard to say.

So he nodded and smiled, "I believe you."

"I originally thought that I could finish this chapter with 15,000 words, but after writing 12,000 words, I realized that it would probably be 20,000 words. I definitely can't finish it today, so I'll post half of it first."