As soon as the sky dawned, the crowds near the city lord's palace became noisy. The crowds were so loud that they almost turned the entire desert city upside down. It was truly a grand scene with no one in the streets.
In the past, every household was hindered by the sun, and most people would go into teahouses and libraries to listen to writers talk. Even if they went out, they would not stay in the sun for a long time, and most of them would walk under the shelter of the eaves; but today's situation , everyone clearly regarded the sun disk hanging high above their heads as nothing. Even though everyone was sweating profusely, they still did not hide away. Even the still fierce sun felt a little dull and disappeared quietly.
Today is the day when the Ruan family library is grandly opened. Scholars in the city have been preparing since early in the morning. They are gearing up to go to the library to have a good look, or to write down the doubts accumulated in the past year and go to the library. Find ways to solve your doubts.
This time the old city lord did not come forward, and everyone was used to it. After all, according to the city lord's temperament, he would rather go to talk to a few old gentlemen in the city than come to do such official things, so he had no doubts and just waited for Ruan The head of the family came to open a pavilion.
The old city lord really didn't want to get involved in such trivial matters, but no one knew it. Now the old man was looking at a kid squatting on the futon and playing tricks. He was so angry that his hair and beard were trembling, and he wanted to embed the kid in the wall with his palm.
"Why did the rogue come to me to ask for the sword after he promised to give it to you? Besides, it would be fine if he agreed in person. It was clearly a promise made in a dream. Is there any evidence? Could it be that I dreamed about someone in the caravan last night? You people with good intentions, are you going to be driven out of the city today?" The old man was so angry that he almost burst into tears. He looked at the futon under the young man's buttocks, and his heart was about to bleed.
There were originally eighteen futons in this mansion, all of which were antiques. Unfortunately, as time went by, more than half of the eighteen futons fell apart, leaving only six or seven, which were cherished by the old man and placed in the mansion.
And since this annoying bastard walked in, he just propped himself up on the futon without any sense of being a guest. If it was just like that, it would be fine, but after a while, it started to twist left and right, twisting the futon, which was not bad in quality, into a mess. Thanks to that sip of medicinal wine, all the muscles, bones, flesh and bones in the young man's body were restored, and there were no more hidden dangers or injuries. However, the old man did feel regretful at this moment.
If I had known this, I would have given him half a sip of wine, so that this boy would suffer from the pain of his flesh and blood.
The old man was about to get angry, but then he thought about the young man's instructions before leaving, so he suppressed the anger that was attacking his forehead and took the trouble to explain.
"That's right." The young man pondered for a long time and suddenly said this, which made the old man a little stunned for a moment, "That senior has already taught me a skill. Although I still don't understand its meaning, it is already a benefit for picking it up for no reason. As for that sword, this junior is a little greedy."
After saying that, the young man stood up from the futon, straightened the futon a few times, clasped his fists and saluted before leaving.
But I heard the old man say sadly behind him, "Young man's fault is that he is outspoken. Do you know why I have been imprisoned in this city for several years? It was just because I was looking for that skill. Now I never thought that the old scoundrel would actually use it." It’s really great to have Dharma friendship with a junior like you.”
The young man frowned and turned around, only to see that the old man behind him had changed from his usual friendly face, and his face was extremely gloomy. In addition, it also had a slightly ferocious look.
It was as if the ghost got what he wanted, grinding his teeth and sucking blood.
There is no shortage of demons and heretics in the world of martial arts. They know people and their faces, but they don’t know what people’s hearts are like.
Like a tiger roaming around in the mountains, it may not lose its prestige on weekdays, but it does not prevent it from suddenly rising up and choosing people to devour.
Almost instantly, the sword was unsheathed.
But the old man was still unscrupulous, completely ignoring the ordinary long sword in Yun Zhong's hand, and laughed, "Now I understand what it means to walk through iron shoes and find no place, and it takes no effort to get there. What do you think I should do?" Thank you?"
The young man remained silent and quietly pushed the door of the mansion with the hilt of the sword in his left hand.
"People often say that a young man's chest is full of spring flowers and autumn moon. I scoffed at the beginning and didn't think so, but I didn't expect it to be true." The old man's aura at this moment had already changed from an old man to a towering majesty. Seeing the young man's movements, he felt a little... Ridiculous, "Do you think that you can leave and come to my mansion whenever you want? Anyway, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, so I'd better hand over the skills obediently."
"What if this junior doesn't want to?" Yun Zhong clenched the hilt of his sword and looked directly at this evil old man who was hiding his evil ways, his heart sinking to the extreme.
The old man has never shown any skills, but the weight of his body mentioned before is very similar to what Wu Shuang said. Moreover, he was able to sit still as usual when the sword energy was arrogant that day. His level was obviously beyond his ability at the beginning. contend.
I really want to die in this unfamiliar desert city.
"Why bother? There is no harm to you if you hand over the skills to me. Afterwards, you will learn together with me, and there will be many benefits. With my level, I have so many skills and experience in breaking through the realm? Why is it necessary? I wasted my life for no reason." The old man had some free time, so he casually summoned a long sword and circled it around him.
The blade of the sword is like the light of a lake reflecting autumn leaves.
Yun Zhong's expression remained unchanged, but his heart sank again, "This technique is actually of no use to seniors. Besides, it was handed over to me, so forgive me for not being able to obey."
The old man didn't talk nonsense this time, so the sword reached the young man in an instant.
"Just take it."
Yun Zhong stared blankly at the long sword with beautiful patterns and patterns in his hand. After a while, he came back to his senses and looked at the old man.
"Young man can't keep his temper, how can he benefit from it?"
The old man smiled, his eyes full of cunning, but the young man did not notice that there was still a certain amount of appreciation in his cunning.
The young man just walked out of the city lord's mansion in a daze, holding two swords in his hands, with the old man's words still in his heart.
When traveling in the world, no matter whether it is a magical weapon or an unknown skill, you must keep it secret. At least when you are at a low level, you must not speak openly to others. If this is not me, I am afraid that you are like this Your life will be in your hands.
But fortunately, you didn't hand over the technique, so this level can be regarded as a pass for you.
From now on, you will inherit the mantle of Ruan Changfeng. Although you have not become a disciple, you still have to remember this name. If the next generation encounters a disaster, you must do your best to help.
This sword is called Qiuhu. It was taken out from the sword marks on the wall. However, it is not the original body, but a divine intention of the sword. In the past, Ruan Changfeng divided the sword body and sword intention into two and poured them into the wall for the destined person. Now Finally got what he wanted.
I hope you will be like Ruan Changfeng, who would rather break than give in, and stay true to your heart.
