On the second day of February, the dragon raised its head.It is advisable to open the light, break the ground, open the market, and trade.Do not dig wells and sacrifice.Joy God Northwest, Fortune God Southwest.It's a good auspicious day for the zodiac.The weather is fine, the cold winter in the north is finally coming to an end, the warm sun is sprinkled on people, warm, and the air is also full of spring.The snow melts in the mountains, and the frozen soil is soft again, making it particularly comfortable to step on.In the distant meadows, a few traces of tender green can be seen from time to time.Everything is recovering, which is a good sign.A pair of young and old, holding hands and walking among the mountains and rivers.The old man walked slowly, perhaps because of his blindness.The little guy has a wild temperament, bouncing all the way, free and cheerful."
Master, let's play a little longer, okay" Glimpsing the town in front of him, Xiao Xiao knew that the destination had arrived, and turned around to ask for Old Man Yang's consent, obviously unsatisfied."
You know that you have learned to play the cloud perception I taught you," the blind old man Yang reprimanded, but there was no sternness in his voice, not as cold and weird as when he treated others.What he loves the most is this little apprentice who is only six years old.Xiao Hao lowered his head and said timidly: "Master, it's okay to go back to the south, I don't want to stay in the Northern Tang Dynasty" Old man Yang's face softened, walked up to him with a cloth flag, and said with a smile: "What, the sugar gourd in the north is not sweet enough" Xiao Xiao shook his head and said quietly: "Master, you have changed."
You weren't like that before, you wouldn't take me around, and it wasn't fun to see strange people. ”"That's right" Old man Yang raised his head, facing the town in the distance, his eyelids twitched slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.Seeing his profound expression, he couldn't panic, thinking that he had said the wrong thing and made the old man angry, so he quickly explained: "It's still small, and I can't help the master."
I'm afraid of being targeted by bad guys, and even the lord "Don't look at him too young, but his heart is clear and clean, extremely intelligent, and he can see through it a long time ago, and the depths of those kind and kind eyes are all hidden in the sinister and cunning meaning."
He knew that he was Old Man Yang's weakness.Old man Yang smiled slightly, rubbed his little head, and said dotingly: "You are only so young, you have learned to think cranky."
I'll take you around, see more bad guys now, and you can deal with more bad guys in the future" Xiao Cheng nodded sensibly, he didn't understand the deep meaning of the old man's words at the moment, pointed to the town in front of him and asked: "Master, what kind of place is this" Everywhere he goes, Old Man Yang will patiently explain a lot of knowledge to him, and today is no exception, "This town is called Drinking Horse Town, less than ten miles north from here, it is the ancestral court of the soldiers, Zhenwu Mountain." ”Xiao Xiao blinked and reacted quickly, "Then we are going to climb Zhenwu Mountain" Old man Yang shook his head, "No, we are going to meet someone." ”With that, he clenched his small hand, and the ghost banner in his left hand waved violently, performing the Qimen Dunjia technique, and the two disappeared from the spot.The next moment, they appeared in the guest room of a restaurant.The room was filled with alcohol and a foul stench, which was disgusting.Xiao Hao's face turned pale, and he hurriedly ran to open the doors and windows to ventilate.Old man Yang sat down at the table, picked up the teapot and wanted to pour water, but found that it was empty, so he couldn't help frowning, and looked sideways at the old man who was drunk and dreaming on the bed."
Why don't you die" The old man's hair was thinning, and looking at his old face, he was obviously older than Old Man Yang.He didn't take off the shabby sheepskin coat, but lay on his back face to the sky, looking at the curtain on the top of the bed, his eyes empty and numb, as if he didn't notice the pair at all.Old man Yang smiled coldly, his expression even more contemptuous, "Sui Dongshan, you better commit suicide quickly, go underground to be your master's companion as soon as possible, and save yourself from being alive and embarrassing the way of the sword" This drunken old man turned out to be the famous Cangliu Sword, and Sui Dongshan, who was still guarding the pavilion for the Sword Saint not long ago.Hearing this, Sui Dongshan's eyes trembled slightly, a touch of killing intent flashed slightly, and he still stared at the top of the bed sluggishly, "The Tao is gone, what's the use of having a face" Yun Yaozong was destroyed, he was the only survivor of the previous generation of elders, and he became a lost dog with no heart.Unlike Fu Qinghe, who is in power, he has no distractions, he is a person who is truly proud of his sect and obsessed with swordsmanship, and he is the purest sword cultivator.In the past few decades, he has witnessed the rise and strength of the Yunyao Sect, and he regards this sect as an inseparable part of his life from the bottom of his heart.This sense of glory can only be understood by those who have devoted themselves and loved it.And now, there is no Yunyao Sect in the world.When Old Man Yang heard this, he picked up a porcelain cup, played with it, and said jokingly: "Yun Yaozong is a scum of the sword, and he will destroy himself, what is a pity for a group of scum, if it is gone, it will be gone."
You dare to say that the way of the sword is gone, it's really not ashamed" Sui Dongshan's pupils shrank, and finally there was a trace of vitality, and he said indifferently: "The Tao is different, don't conspire with each other, why bother to say cool words."
Please" There are countless blind people in the world, and those who dare to be arrogant in front of him Sui Dongshan don't have to think about it, they are naturally Mr.
Xuanji of the Yin and Yang family.Old man Yang's smile became thicker, and his left hand slowly raised, "Since you said it's gone, then it's gone, anyway, your Dao is gone, what's the use of keeping the Cangliu Sword" Before the words fell, the Cangliu Sword on the side of the couch flew out in response, not controlled by the master, and fell into the hands of Old Man Yang.With a shake of his withered hands, his true power burst out, and he actually broke Sui Dongshan's natal sword, and the fragments were scattered all over the place, and Sui Dongshan's divine consciousness was traumatized, and he spit blood in his mouth, spraying directly on the curtain on the top of the bed, dyed red.He clutched his chest, immediately got up from the bed, and stared at the idle old man Yang at the table, his sword intent bloomed, and the original wine spirit was instantly dispelled."
Destroy my natal sword, don't wear Tianyang blind, you want to bully the weak, and make a special trip to humiliate me Yun Yaozong can't succeed" Except for Gu Jiantang, Yun Yaozong is now left alone.Humiliating him is no different from humiliating Yun Yaozong.On the list, Yang Xuanji ranked fourth, while Sui Dongshan ranked fourteenth, and the difference in strength between the two was as great as the abyss.Despite this, Sui Dongshan is arrogant, even if he fights to the death, he will never bear this shame Yang Xuanji's body leaned slightly, as if he was looking at Sui Dongshan, who was as angry as a lion, and sneered: "It turns out that you still know that humiliation is under the noses of soldiers, drunk and dreaming of death all day long, could it be that you think that Yun Yaozong is not ashamed enough, and you want the entire kendo to see a joke" Sui Dongshan sat on the ground, his eyebrows tightly locked.The lethality of Yang Blind's words is greater than that of destroying his natal sword, and every sentence is heart-wrenching, stabbing at the sore spot that he is most unwilling to face."
Who has the kung fu to see my jokes, haven't you heard, the twelve sword sects are fighting, and only six of them are left, don't you know, Confucianism is ambitious, and it is bound to annex us and dominate the Northern Tang Dynasty" He was heartbroken, covered his chest, and said sadly: "It's not just Yunyao Sect that will be destroyed, the entire sword path will be gone" Seeing that the sword path is declining and on the verge of destruction, as a sword path veteran, how can he not be heartbroken.As for the other soldiers and two veins outside the way of the sword, they are all mediocre people who talk about soldiers on paper, and they only know that the corpse is vegetarian, and in the face of the chaos of the sea, they are still flawless to take care of themselves, how can they still have the courage to work together to revive their strength.To this day, even if he wants to turn the tide, Yun Yaozong is the only one left, unable to support himself, unable to return to the sky, which makes him not despair.Old man Yang restrained his smile and said awe-inspiringly: "The law of martial arts is unbreakable.There are only a few outdated sects, if they are gone, they will be gone, what is there to regret that those who survive in the annexation and dumping are the real kendo powerhouses" As he spoke, he slammed the table, like a stick, which shocked Sui Dongshan's heart."
Go to the turnips, I don't understand such a simple truth, in vain you are still the old Jianghu Yunyao Sect is gone, you dare to call the sword path is gone, look at the sword abyss sword mound, the strong are always strong, how can you ever be so shaken and decadent" Sui Dongshan was stunned, and hesitated: "Isn't the imperial court going to" Old man Yang interrupted coldly, and sneered: "Great sword, when will you learn to look at other people's faces and act in the temples and rivers and lakes, if someone wants to cover the sky with one hand, why can't you gather into a force and join hands to break this day" Sui Dongshan woke up like a dream, Only then did I understand the true meaning of Old Man Yang's trip.He took a deep look at Old Man Yang, his eyes were sharp, and there was no trace of decadence, "No matter what the result is, I will go all out to persuade them to fight the enemy together" Speaking of this, he suddenly paused and said in a deep voice: "It's a pity that today's kendo lacks a saint to sit in, and the next game may be extremely tragic" Old man Yang froze, and the two necrotic eyes turned violently, as if he was about to open his eyes and look at this vast world."
My generation of martial arts cultivators, how can I look up to people and breathe across the sea, only to show the true colors of heroes Sui Dongshan, do you know where you are worse than Gu Jiantang There is no sword saint, then why don't you go to be a sword saint and support this piece of the world" As soon as he raised his hand, the ghost and god flags waved, and a narrow sword box rolled out, just spread out in front of Sui Dongshan.It is the true martial sword: