Outside Jiangnan City of Nanzhou Prefecture, in a deep mountain, a stone tower soared into the sky. The tower was nine stories high. It was already standing on the top of the mountain, but now it is even higher.
This is the famous Gutian Tower in Nanzhou Prefecture.
What is more famous than Gutian Tower is the tower guard who has been stationed under Gutian Tower.
The tower keeper of the tenth-grade swordsmanship master.
Before Li Haomiao broke through the realm, the tower guard was truly the number one swordsman.
The tower guard has no name, or in other words, no one knows his name.
He never talked to anyone, he just kept that aloof posture in the wind, frost, rain and snow, leaving an insurmountable figure to the world.
Under the Gutian Tower, there are countless broken swords stuck sideways. After countless winds and rains, no matter how good the swords are, they have become rusty. Every sword here represents a swordsman. There is no swordsman who walks into Gutian Tower and never comes out.
And on the mountain road from the foot of the mountain to the top, there are also countless people walking towards the top of the mountain step by step with difficulty.
The sword was powerful and fell on everyone on the mountain road.
Some people were bent down, and some even knelt on the ground, but the only thing they had in common was that everyone was gritting their teeth and moving forward with difficulty.
It takes a few breaths, a stick of incense, or even an hour to move forward.
The further you go to the top of the mountain, the more powerful the sword pressure you encounter, and the more time it takes to take a step forward.
"Persevere, persist. Seniors will never accept people who give up halfway."
"As long as I reach the top of the mountain, I can become a disciple of my predecessors, and I can avenge my parents."
"I must learn to sword, I must take revenge, I must, I must!"
The young man thought to himself, gritting his teeth and sweating on his forehead. Even at the foot of the mountain, the boy walked with great difficulty.
Buzz!
A sword chant resounded in the young man's mind, his body trembled, and then he rolled down the mountain path he had just taken a few steps.
The plain white robe was stained black by the soil on the ground, but the original white color was the result of being washed countless times by wind and rain.
The young man had been lying on the ground for a long time. He had rolled down like this countless times, not to mention how many latecomers had already walked in front of him.
Hoo ho ho!
After exhaling three breaths of turbid air, the young man stood up again, patted the dust on his body, and with an unusually perseverance in his eyes, he climbed the mountain again.
At this time, a voice came from behind the young man.
"Hey, you've been walking for five years and you're still at the foot of the mountain. Take my advice and try a different path. There are many avenues, and there is always one that suits you."
As if he didn't hear it, the young man took a step forward and stepped firmly on the mountain road.
The man stepped forward and smoothed the unruly strand of hair from his forehead.
"Little brother, why are you doing this? Five years ago, you were here, and five years later, you still haven't made any progress. With your talent, you can't reach the top of the mountain."
The young man didn't look at the man and said, "Five years ago, I could only walk up one step. Five years later, I can already walk up twenty steps. You can't reach a thousand miles without taking small steps. I will definitely walk up the steps." Go to the top of the mountain.”
The man looked at the long mountain road. There were nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps from the foot of the mountain to the top.
It took five years to walk twenty steps, and even with this talent, I could walk up to a handful of loess but still not reach the top of the mountain.
The man shook his head and suddenly had an interesting idea in his mind. He smiled and said, "Since you want to learn to sword, how about I teach you a sword?"
The young man took another step, shook his head, and said, "I only learn the best sword."
"Hey, he has a pretty stubborn temper. He's not like that boy of mine at all." The man laughed loudly, "It's interesting. If you don't learn, I still want to teach you."
The man raised his hand and pointed, and a sword energy burst out from his fingertips and penetrated between the young man's eyebrows.
For a moment, the young man's eyes were blank and he was stunned.
Until the young man came to his senses and looked wonderful, he immediately knelt down on the ground and shouted: "Master, please accept Aliang's bow."
This sword is enough to learn for a lifetime.
And in front of young A Liang, where is the figure of a man?
On the top of the mountain, a man appeared and walked towards the tower guard sitting under the Gutian Tower.
"Li Haomiao, why do you need to help him?" the tower guard said.
The man is none other than Li Haomiao, who came south from Kyoto.
Li Haomiao smiled nonchalantly and said: "Five years of perseverance cannot be exchanged for your sword, so why not let me teach him."
"With his talent, he can't go very far. Why bother to teach him?" the tower guard said, his voice was rather ruthless.
In his eyes, only the most talented people deserve to be taught the art of swordsmanship.
"Master, let me in. Cultivation is up to you. I can't control how far he can go." Li Haomiao didn't waste any time and asked, "Why did you summon me?"
The tower guard looked at the Gutian Tower behind him and said: "There is something strange under the tower. I want to go into the tower to have a look, and I need you to help me guard the tower."
Hearing this, Li Haomiao also frowned.
Only a few people in the world know that the tower guards are not actually guarding the Gutian Tower, but the things under the tower.
"Are they coming out?" Li Haomiao asked.
The tower guard shook his head and said: "There is still some time before the Millennium Period. These may be their vanguard. In short, I have to go in to investigate so that I can feel at ease."
Li Haomiao no longer hesitated, nodded and said: "Okay, you can go ahead. Leave this to me."
"However, it's best to hurry up. If my nephew's body is exposed in the wilderness, then I will be gone too."
The tower guard took a step forward, his figure disappeared, and he had already entered Gutian Tower.
Li Haomiao looked up at Gutian Tower and said to himself: "Don't let anything happen. I haven't had enough of my happy life yet!"
.......
In the early morning, heavy snow finally dyed the mountains and rivers white.
Yu Zhi looked at the silver-clad outside the mountain temple and let out a breath of cold air. The white smoke disappeared in the cold wind.
He turned his head and glanced in Xiao Jingyao's direction, and coincidentally, the other party was also looking at him.
Their eyes met in the air, and then they nodded and smiled at each other.
Yu Zhi looked at Li Wantong, who was still awake, then pushed aside the burned out fire and took out a few sweet potatoes from the ashes of the fire.
This was thrown in by Yu Zhi in the middle of the night. In order to have food in the morning.
"Qing Huan, Nu."
Ye Qinghuan took the sweet potato and ate it.
Yu Zhi held two sweet potatoes in his hands and walked towards Xiao Jingyao.
"Eat?"
Xiao Jingyao looked at Yu Zhi and was about to reach out to take it. Wan'er beside her reminded softly: "Young Master."
When you go out, you are most afraid of someone poisoning your food.
You cannot eat food given by strangers.
This is the most basic truth.
Xiao Jingyao said: "It doesn't matter."
He reached out and took the sweet potato from Yu Zhi.
Seeing this, Wan'er took the sweet potato from Xiao Jingyao's hand and took a bite of each of the two sweet potatoes.
Yu Zhi smiled helplessly, but his good intentions were regarded as malicious.
It’s no wonder that I would worry about things being poisonous.
But this woman was so loyal that she risked herself to test the poison.
Xiao Jingyao was also stunned, shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said to Yu Zhi apologetically: "Sorry, my Wan'er is too worried when I am away from home."
Yu Zhi watched Xiao Jingyao take Wan'er's sweet potato and took a bite himself.
He knew that the relationship between the two people must not be simple.
"It doesn't matter. If it were me, I would be suspicious. But I was abrupt."
