"This mountain gate was a gift from a friend back then. It has stood here for more than sixteen or seventeen years. Although it is not a mountain treasure, these two lines of seal characters can be said to be the foundation of Nangong Mountain." Wu Shuang took two steps forward and wiped off the moss on the two lines of seal characters with his sleeves, "If you are greedy for life and afraid of death, do not enter this door. Those who strive for fame and wealth should go elsewhere. If you want to practice, you must first be a human being. Nan The Gongshan sect has no name, and I don’t bother to think about it. Just like the Taoist priest among the Five Jue, it is really boring to take the name of the sect of the Sword King Temple in Jianwang Mountain. I feel ashamed to name it by myself."
Liu Qing looked calm, Yun Zhong was holding on with all his strength, and Zhao Ziyang and Li San were a little confused.
"There is still one last hurdle left before you can enter my seat." Wu Shuang turned around and returned his swords to their scabbards, "Yun Zhong, Zhao Ziyang, why do you two want to practice? If you succeed in learning, what do you want to do?"
"Save the common people from the fire and water, and save the country from collapse. I saw that those storytellers all said the same words. I think it is appropriate to say this now." From the mountain road, Liu Qing said bluntly to Li San Zhao Ziyang was a little displeased that his realm was concealed. Seeing that Wu Shuang did the same thing again now that he was in front of the mountain gate, he immediately lost interest. He wiped the blood on his face and said this lazily.
"Boy, you are so arrogant before you even enter the door. If you do, are you really afraid that I will settle the score with you?" Who is Wu Shuangnai? When he saw Zhao Ziyang, who always seemed to be smiling but not smiling at the corner of his lips, he naturally knew that this young man was a little depressed, but He was still talking and laughing at the moment.
Li San was even more anxious than Zhao Ziyang, but he still couldn't speak out to Tang Ju, so he could only wink at the latter with his small eyes, in order to stop his stubborn gang leader from talking nonsense.
"Boy Yun, please talk first. If the pain in your abdomen is really too much, you can bite some pills first, or go to the room to rest for a while." Wu Shuang ignored the two men's random glances and turned to face Yunzhong spoke.
"It's nothing serious. Master, there is no need to worry." Yun Zhong naturally wanted to keep the elixir for a while. After all, every time he takes it, the potency of the elixir will be reduced. There are probably not a few elixirs in Nangong Mountain, but it can Minus some trouble, it's better to save some.
Liu Qing also followed Wu Shuang's words and looked at Yun Zhong with vague curiosity.
Along the way, Yun Zhong has practiced sword practice very diligently. Except for two or three hours of rest every day, he mostly has a full schedule, practicing sword practice or studying sword manuals. This is the case. Not listening to what was going on outside the window, even Liu Qing sometimes advised his junior brother to rest for a while, usually only for a cup of tea. But my junior brother never revealed what he was doing.
After hesitating for a moment, Yun Zhong finally spoke.
"At the beginning, it was nothing more than a hobby. I got drunk that day to celebrate the third autumn. I saw the sword dance in the master's courtyard, and I yearned for it. From then on, I couldn't stop it. I thought that one day the broken ax for chopping firewood could be replaced. A plain sword with a narrow handle and a long and slender blade can still make you look more elegant even if you spend all day chopping wood and lighting fires."
"Going further back, I left my hometown and traveled around the world, and I saw many people, such as Wang Kongding at Lihua Village who had no way to serve his country, and Cheng Jingdong and Moyun from Caixiantan, and Yan Siguan, who looked like a tiger and wolf when he boxed. , the old man in the streets, the lean hunter with a gun, to the old Taoist who climbed the peak and flew on his own, to Tang Bufeng who stole drinks all day long. The world is so happy, at that time of the journey, you have already won it. After just one or two tastes, I thought about wandering around the world more, making whatever kind of sword I can, and walking around in a big circle in the world, seeing more people and seeing more things."
The young man spoke slowly, as if he wanted to reveal all the trivial matters along the way, but everyone present, including Zhao Ziyang and Li San, listened very carefully.
"Afterwards, Master hurried back to the mountain gate, and I went south from Qiling with the caravan. The journey was not bad. The shopkeeper and Lao Sanjin, two old Jianghu, took good care of me and kept me company. I went to the bottom of Daquan Lake and saw a towering majestic city. I also saw in the city what it means to have a sword as strong as the sea, what it means to be an old trader, and I got this Qiuhu Divine Will, which can be more powerful."
One by one, Yun Zhong looks like countless family treasures, just like an old monk returning from a wandering journey and pouring out all the spring flowers and autumn leaves he picked up along the way from his luggage.
"Later, the people in the caravan were attacked on Wuling Slope. Except for Lao Lu and Tang Bufeng, everyone died in other places. Fortunately, my senior brother arrived at Xingye and saved my life. At that time, , I really hate it." The young man lowered his eyelids and said softly, "Probably because of his dull aptitude. Only then did he realize that fists, big swords, and strong spirit are really justified. No matter what the character of the people in the caravan is, regardless of whether they are good or bad. Those who commit crimes and violate the law are all motivated by killing."
"This disciple came from a small world. Except for the fact that my mother was seriously ill when I was young and I couldn't do anything about it. The most shameful thing is this. Even for the next few days, practicing swordsmanship was boring."
Liu Qing on the side had mixed feelings in her heart.
Judging from how much the junior apprentice cares about practicing swordsmanship, he has been out of Wulingpo for two days and shows little interest. Liu Qing knows better than anyone that for Yun Zhong, this matter is tantamount to mourning the fire entering the snow, which is already ups and downs. The strong wind swept through me again, and the fire became even weaker.
"My disciple has been unstable since he was a child. Even now, after traveling for almost a year, I still don't know it. It seems that the only thing I can do is draw the sword freely, but with all my interest and energy, now I have some prototypes, truthfully Talk to Master and listen."
"I practice swordsmanship diligently. The feeling of being helpless in Wulingpo is actually a bit more painful than the Qiu Lake in my belly. I really don't want to taste it again."
"You can walk as far as you can in the world, until you can see your true heart clearly, and then you can draw your sword freely and live a clear life."
"Everything in the world is unpredictable, but you should be clear in your heart."
Yunzhong let out a long breath.
This passage was very long, and it took Yunzhong almost a year to meet so many people, mix in so many things, and understand these principles. It may be extremely simple, but for the young man's current age, It’s really not easy.
Wu Shuang's eyes were filled with joy, but she still sighed, "You are not ashamed of your heart. How can you not be ashamed if your character is not yet clear? But fortunately, you have already prepared the wine pot before making wine. In the future, whether it is sweet wine or bad vinegar, There is always a wine pot that can hold it, which is not bad. This time in the world, you have not left in vain. Cultivation of the mind is a bit more difficult than practice. Whether the wine in this vat is strong or light, sour or strong, it depends on how many times it is. It’s still unclear what the taste will be like in ten years.”
"Under my disciple Wu Shuang, please remember to live a good life and practice well in the future, and don't go astray."
The young man nodded.
Liu Qing smiled warmly.
Then the Nangong Mountain Sword Immortal beamed with joy and shouted into the courtyard, "Second brother, what are you waiting for? Quickly prepare the futon. Your master is accepting a disciple today. Why don't you have good eyesight?"
