It was clearly the time to welcome autumn in the world, but the fallen flowers were blooming here, and there were just signs of late spring. Yun Zhong felt as if he had stepped off the boat as if he was out of his mind. He did not forget to take out some money from his sleeves, handed it to the old man and thanked him again and again. Looking at the endless seemingly continuous cities, palaces, villages and small towns, and the endless sea of clouds leisurely coming from the distant mountains, they all seem to be about to cut off the human heart.
When you were in the river, you were surrounded by night scenes, but this time you stepped on the shore, it suddenly turned into daylight. Most of the pedestrians on the street who had disappeared began to walk out of their homes one after another. There were hawking vendors along the street, and there were wandering Taoist priests who wanted to block the way and tell fortunes, with two bored Taoist boys beside them, but they didn't know whether they were eating meat secretly, and their mouths were full of oil; there were country men carrying bamboo baskets on their backs, taking out the food from the bamboo baskets Bamboo shoots hanging with dewdrops were placed on the street. Maybe they didn't know how to hawk, or maybe because they were a little thin-skinned and looked shy when looking around. However, many people from the city still came to stop and ask where the man was from. Mr. Jinyi said that if there is no shortage of such good bamboo shoots, he will send a few baskets to the house every now and then. After all, in these years, such good ingredients are becoming more and more difficult to find. .
No one had a bad look in his dealings, and even his face was always cheerful. Even if there happened to be a bump in the road, he would always apologize in pairs and chat for a few words, which made Yun Zhong in the market suspicious. He always felt that this This situation seems a bit weirder than the sky turning bright again for no reason.
No wonder Yun Zhong always feels that this place is weird. He has been in the rivers and lakes all year round. Calculating it carefully, it seems that the years he has been on Nangong Mountain are not as long as the time he has spent in the rivers and lakes. On weekdays, he either walks around or goes there. Being involved in the affairs of the Boyu Gang in the capital, it is rare to have free time, but it is inevitable to be troubled by everything. For Yun Zhong's originally quite tired mind, it is really annoying, so today he is not in a hurry to communicate with the former sages in the grotto. It's not necessarily because the masters are fighting against each other that they don't want to compete, but they really intend to take some time off from their busy schedule. When there is nothing to worry about outside, they put aside their worries for the time being and walk along the street with a kind expression.
Just walking along the street for less than two miles, Yun Zhong found that the people here got along very well, but after everyone saw the two swords on their waists, many of them looked very envious, and even made the two of them look at each other. There is a lot of Chinese ink, and the two respected old men, after seeing the two swords on Yun Zhong's waist, did not care about the dignity of the old man, and invited Yun Zhong back to his house, seemingly forgetting about his waist and legs. Quickly, he cooked a cup of tea for the young man who entered the city with two swords, and served it respectfully with both hands before he remembered to ask.
"When young people meet, most of them come from outside. I and I are two useless old men who are studying. Now we meet a skilled swordsman. We have no choice but to lose our composure. Why do we care? What kind of shame do you dare to ask, is the young knight's swordsmanship good or bad?"
From the beginning to the end, although the two old men never lost their dignity in their words, it was clear that their hands were trembling and they could hardly hold the tea cup steady.
"The level of swordsmanship naturally depends on who you compare with. It seems that I am really not that kind of person who is outstanding in swordsmanship. Although I can't bear to lose the two old gentlemen, I still have to have some margin in what I say. Leave one-third of the words to pay attention to etiquette, and secondly, it is really inconvenient to wade into the muddy water." Yun Zhong drank tea, and immediately realized that the tea soup was of the highest quality, with a line of warmth in his mouth. He knew that it had probably been hidden for a long time by these two old men who did not know the details. I have never been willing to reveal my wealth, and I spent a lot of effort to raise the old tea, but I still never let go and told the truth.
No one uses a sword, and the one who holds the sword is truly the best in the world. But if others also have sword skills, then it is very difficult to say whether the sword skills are good or bad. This is just jargon, and the ability is not the same. It's not something you can put on your forehead and hang for others to see. You have to compare it with others before you know it.
When the two old men heard it, they knew the meaning behind Yun Zhong's words. They felt that they were a little bit contemptuous of this young man. They asked this matter too anxiously. They had not asked anyone else if they were willing to agree. However, it was inevitable that there would be a hint of sadness in his expression. He bowed again to the young man who was drinking tea calmly and told the whole story in detail.
This fairyland has existed forever, and most of the people in it are unwilling to count how many generations their families have settled here. Looking forward along the long family tree, thousands of years have passed, but Fortunately, things are abundant here and people are abundant. There have never been such evil people who would bow down and apologize when bumping into each other on the street. Not to mention that there have never been such people with ulterior motives in many years. But in recent years, an evil dragon has appeared unprovoked in the river. Not only has it often bullied the good dragons in the river who are friendly to people, but now it has gone even worse, turning into humans and asking for boys and girls from the people who have lived here for a long time. If they refuse, , will definitely cause trouble in the middle of the river. It has injured nearly a hundred people crossing the river before. If it makes such a cannibalistic move, it is not unexpected.
Someone once found the way to the evil dragon in ancient books. It was said that only swordsmanship could hurt this dragon. Hundreds of years ago, a young man carrying a sword passed by this place. He couldn't get used to the fact that the dragon was dominating all day long, so he drew his sword and died. In an instant, the evil dragon was cut into two ends. I don’t know why it came back to life again to cause trouble. Unfortunately, there was no war in the city, and there were no so-called Jianghu people in the city. There were only dozens of young people practicing boxing and kicking to strengthen their bodies. Human beings are really helpless against this evil dragon. They cannot use a pair of fists conceived in mortal bodies to hurt such spiritual creatures born in the earth.
The two of them have always had a certain reputation here, and they always help each other no matter how big or small, so when this happened, they almost turned gray again. They had no choice but to wander around the market all day long, hoping to imitate their ancestors and find someone before the deadline. An outside sword master resolved this disaster.
After hearing this, Yun Zhong narrowed his eyes slightly, but he glanced at the top of the mountain when he came, intentionally or unintentionally.
This area was most likely created by Lord Nanyang. There would never be such a scene on ordinary days. From a distance, it looks auspicious. Since it was created by Lord Nanyang, such things should not happen, let alone with this person’s talent. There shouldn't be the slightest difference between magical power and age of existence, but even if he sets foot on this river bank, even if someone comes looking for him, even if Yun Zhong thinks that his mind is not meticulous, he can still figure out the matter.
I wanted to rest for a while and calm down my mind, but it seems that I have made a wrong calculation now. However, Nanyang Jun does not allow it. Regardless of my seniority, it is not easy to indulge my temper.
Yun Zhong suddenly felt very tired of words like rules and etiquette, and then shook his head and sighed.
"In that case, I am willing to take care of this matter, but if I am lucky enough to win, I will bother you to stay in a secluded area for a few days, and I will ask for some profit for myself."
Of course, the two of them agreed in succession, saying that it was just a trivial matter that they could make the decision on their own. If the young hero still needed some help, he could just go and greet him now.
But in the end, Yun Zhong never asked the two old men for help. Instead, he walked to the river bank again with his sword, boarded the old man's boat, and smiled bitterly.
"Excuse me, old man, I have to go to the center of the river to do some errands for others."
The old man was also a little embarrassed. He looked at the waves rolling in the middle of the river and muttered that trouble was most likely to happen when going up the river at this time, so it would be better to go after noon.
Apparently even the old man had not noticed the sudden changes in day and night. Seeing that Yun Zhong was determined to go, he had no choice but to pull the boat to the shore, say hello and paddle away.
Jiang Tao suddenly rises.
The swordsman in white took out a porcelain vase from his arms, poured the blood of boys and girls into the center of the river, and then walked straight into the Taotao River regardless of the situation.
The old man trembled all over and looked at the dragon making waves not far away. The gray and black scales were the size of a human head. He didn't care about anything else and hurriedly left in the boat. At the last moment, he gritted his teeth and stopped the boat, greeting Yun Zhong who was already walking in the river. , said to get on the boat quickly.
The swordsman with two swords hanging from his waist turned around and smiled slightly, telling the old man to leave quickly.
"Three realms."
In the restaurant, Mr. Xiling didn't even raise his head. He put down the wine bottle and muttered to himself.
"How to enter the Three Realms?" Nanyang Jun frowned, but suddenly relaxed, and smiled broadly, "That's right, it doesn't matter how he entered the Three Realms, as long as he entered the Three Realms, why bother to think too much."
Only Dong Yanjun, who had a green beard on his face, was very upset, because no matter how he looked, the evil dragon looked familiar, and he didn't want to pay attention to the two people who were tacitly understanding each other, and took advantage of the opportunity to snatch it away. Mouth of fish meat, then shook his head.
"You are really good people, but you two seem to have misunderstood. This life is not in the third realm, nor has it reached the level of the third realm. As for why he can walk on water, it's just because his hands look weird, but in fact they are A superb sword energy can support oneself."
Nanyang Jun's expression became tense again, and then his shoulders dropped. He clearly looked carefully at the young man's methods, and his mood suddenly dropped again.
Having lived in this world for endless years, he should have been emotionless and indifferent, but it happened that Nanyang Jun, who should not have many thoughts and emotions, changed his expression again and again today.
"Who said that someone who is not in the Three Realms can't beat your fake dragon? Nanyang Jun needs to ask himself carefully whether he ever believed that this young man whom my old friend favored could also have the ability to shake the sky."
Dongyanjun's expression didn't change much, but when he looked at Ruyuyurou, he still couldn't help but feel happy.
The other two people were focused on the river far away, so they couldn't blame themselves for enjoying the delicacies all to themselves.
Yun Zhong, who was on the river, also slowly stood still, holding Zigui Wuyue in his palm, and took a deep breath.
This breath is so long that the river flows eastward and can travel hundreds of thousands of feet.
unstoppable.
The sword light on the river rose again, and the dragon rolled. In an instant, it was entangled with the sword energy, and its scales fell off one after another, and its roar gradually began.
