The boatman on the dock was still the same boatman who brought Zhu Ping An to Jiangcheng. The boat fare was still several times more expensive. On the return trip, there was only one guest on the boat, Zhu Ping An.
The river is still rolling...
The boatman finally waited for his guests, pulled up the anchor and set sail, paddling the waves. After preparing food and wine, Zhu Ping An sat on the bow of the boat, looked back at the red sword stuck in the Yellow Crane Tower, and walked away...
The boatman served the food and wine, and chatted happily: "My guest, did you see the battle between the immortals on the river yesterday? It was really wonderful... The battle between the immortals yesterday was so dark that the sky and the earth seemed to have been divided... Witnessing it once is enough in this life. .”
Obviously, the boatman couldn't see the real appearance of the immortal at the dock. Otherwise, how could he not recognize Zhu Ping'an in person?
Zhu Ping An just smiled and nodded...
The boatman suddenly noticed something and asked: "The guest is wearing a Taoist robe. He came from the direction of Jiugong Mountain and returned there. Isn't the guest a member of the Jiugong Mountain Sword Dao Sect?"
"Well, you guessed it right!" Zhu Pingan was having a drink.
"I don't know the immortal in person. I didn't expect it... I thought that my guest would also come to see the battle of Qing'an Master. His style is unparalleled! My guest, I don't know how to go to the mountain gate to worship? The children in my family have always been smart... and I would like to donate incense... I wonder if you can recommend someone?"
The boatman really didn't think much about it. He never expected that Master Qing'an would take his boat.
Zhu Pingan nodded: "There is no need to donate incense. You can take him to Yunzhong at the foot of the mountain and let the Taoist priest there have a look. If he likes him, he will take him up the mountain. If he doesn't like you, he won't do it." be discouraged……"
"Okay, okay, thank you sir, thank you, thank you!" The boatman bowed again and again, and poured wine with me.
But in front of the waterway, a small sampan, without sails or oars, came directly towards it, very fast, and there was a man standing on the bow carrying a sword!
Already there was a voice coming: "Nine-grade invincible, can you please wait a moment!"
I wish you peace and slowly stand up...
Zhu Ping'an had known for a long time that these words would cause trouble! I just didn’t expect trouble to come so quickly!
That person said this first, which also proves that that person was not doing it for the Luoxia Sword or the one hundred thousand taels of gold!
There was no need to be too excited, Zhu Ping'an replied: "May I ask who you are?"
You can already see the face of the visitor clearly. He looks middle-aged. His bun and beard are not well taken care of, making him look a bit slovenly. However, his face is very tough. On his Chinese character face, he has big eyebrows, big eyes and a big nose!
"Wangwu, Ming Gongzhao!"
Zhu Ping'an frowned, but he also thought...if he blows it out, he has to admit it and accept it.
Ming family, in today’s world, very few people’s genealogy can be traced back three thousand years, but the Ming family’s genealogy can be remembered for three thousand years! Generation after generation, clearly!
This is the only family in the world that is still recognized as a true sword immortal, with generations of ancestors having sword immortals. Even from time to time, a generation comes out of the blue and rules the world with a sword!
With such a prestigious reputation, it goes without saying that the swordsmanship sect has one, which is already extraordinary. The Ming family has one from time to time, which shows its ability.
However, most of the Ming family are not bad, but many are crazy and sword-crazy.
Wangwu Mountain is not far away, so it came so quickly!
There was nothing else he could say. The purpose of his visit was very simple. Zhu Ping'an only said: "Come and sit down first? There will be some food and wine!"
Ming Gongzhi was not pretentious, and he didn't even need a small sampan. He came in a single hop, looked up and down first, and wished peace, and smiled heartily: "Ancestor Qixia, the sword-headed owl, you should drink this glass of wine!"
People will laugh when they brag, but when they are really awesome, they will be respected!
"Please!" Zhu Pingping raised his hand.
Ming Gongzhi also bowed his hands and sat down directly. The clothes on his body were washed so white that they became lint-free! Looking at this, he must be an idiot!
The boatman quickly got the tableware and wine cups!
Ming Gongzhi said: "Master Qing'an, you have to be careful. I haven't been out for nine years and sharpened my sword. When I came out, someone said that I am invincible at the ninth level!"
"I'm unlucky!" Zhu Ping'an also smiled bitterly. This is really unlucky! Not long after you started showing off your awesomeness, there came such a hard fight!
"Refreshing!" Ming Gongzhi directly raised the cup and said: "Please! I like the real temperament, so I will also be straightforward. The Ming family has declined for two consecutive generations. It's up to me. It's a helpless move!"
"It's me too...words speak louder!" Zhu Ping'an also said bluntly.
"You have your own plans. I don't care. I have my own pursuits. Don't be surprised!" Ming Gongzhi was obviously not a bad person.
Zhu Ping'an looked at Mr. Ming's nature and his mind started to move...
This fight is not about life and death! Wish you peace and look forward to it!
Ming Gong quarrels with this person, a sword fanatic...
"Brother Ming wants to follow the example of his ancestors and ask the world of swords?" Zhu Ping'an asked.
"It's been like this for generations!" Mr. Mingzhi was actually wiping the oil stains and wine from the corner of his mouth with the hem of his skirt...
"What if you lose this time? What if you win?" Zhu Pingan asked again.
"If I win, I will tell the world that Master Qing'an is invincible at the ninth level, so I don't take it seriously. If I lose, I will go home, sharpen my sword again, and then go out!"
So stupid?
"That won't work..." Zhu Ping'an waved his hand.
Unexpectedly, Ming Gong’s character is as clear as a mirror: “Is it true that you want to bet on a lottery ticket?”
Embarrassing...this trick doesn't work!
I'm still thinking about cheating... I'll see if I can get Mr. Ming to ask for something he owes after the fight, such as staying with Zhu Ping'an for a while...
I have seen this routine in my mind a lot...
"That's what I thought... It seems that Brother Ming is not happy, so that's it..." That's all Zhu Ping'an could say.
"No, let's make a bet. If I lose, the sword I have honed for nine years will be given to you. If you lose, I want to see "One Chi" of the Kendo Sect. How about it?"
Let's confront Mr. Ming about this... It's really against the rules, but he is really upright!
This is what idiots do.
It's not impossible to say so...
Zhu Pingan asked: "What is the name of your sword?"
"I haven't tried the frost blade yet, so I will show it to you today. I am the first person to see this sword. I haven't chosen a name yet. I will see it later. Can you help me choose a name?" Ming Gongzhi carried the wine cup again. Signal.
The boatman who was waiting on the side was already a little stunned, Master Qing'an? It turned out to be Master Qing'an from the Jiugongshan Swordsman Sect in front of him? Is he the one who made the river look like a fairy yesterday?
Looking at it again, the body shape is similar, and the Taoist robes are even more similar...
"Man Shang..." Master Qing'an ordered...
"Okay... okay!" The boatman was already trembling a little.
Master Qing'an replied: "Do you want it to be flashy? Or do you want it to have an ancient temperament?"
"Anything is fine!" Mr. Ming is really not particular about his character.
Zhu Ping'an joked: "Then take it now. What else are you looking at? I'll get you one...the Chaoyang Kaitian Life-Destroying Sword filled with the infinite magical power of heaven and earth!"
"Haha... Okay, that's it!" Mr. Mingzhi could afford to joke, and it really didn't matter.
"really?"
"really!"
"Then do you want to shout when you draw your sword?"
"This...just shout..."
"Then you try again?"
"Well...the world is endless...the body is filled with magical powers...the Chaoyang Kaitian life-destroying sword!"
Zhu Ping'an laughed so hard that he stood up and said, "Please!"
"Please enlighten me!" Ming Gongzhi also stood up.
