The cliff is steep and stands thousands of feet high. Yun Zhong struggled to pick up the two swords of Zigui and Wuyue that were almost broken beside him. In the end, he hesitated for a moment, but still saluted with trembling hands and cupped fists. Then he resigned, almost step by step, and moved down the mountain, waiting for the rock wall to finally loosen. When I retreated to the foot of the mountain, I coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, and realized that it was difficult to save the energy to move around. I sat down on the spot, opened my mouth and gasped for two or three sticks of incense, and then I felt better all over.
For twenty days, Yunzhong was trapped in front of the first opponent he encountered in this cave. No matter what means he used, he could not get past even half a step.
Ever since he ascended the path of immortality, even though Yun Zhong's temperament already contained the humility of being a showman, he never felt that his swordsmanship was still inferior. In his early years, when he fought with the master, it was often because his methods were too weak. At a disadvantage, Yun Zhong only talks about swordsmanship. He has learned master Wu Shuang's superb sword moves and now uses them for his own use. Yun Zhong, who has polished countless swords through flowing sword manuals, has never felt that his sword skills should be as good as his own. Lower than others. But in just two decades, the little arrogance that the young man had accumulated in his mind was all chipped away by the middle-aged swordsman with mediocre features and one-armed sword. No matter how Yun Zhong used his exquisite sword moves, he still had to rely on his strength to win by surprise. The middle-aged swordsman's swordsmanship was always like the setting sun on the long river. He saw the sunset was approaching, but he couldn't suppress it even half an inch with the Xu Lai night.
At first, Yun Zhong only felt that this man's swordsmanship was a bit better than his own, and that he might be able to defeat him with two or three moves, so he climbed the mountain twelve times in one day, from when the sky was still dark until the stars and the moon appeared. Jiang, all he got was a minor injury, and the sword wounds alone were numerous and numerous. Even though he was in a desperate situation, it was still because the one-armed swordsman's subordinates had some sense of control, which prevented Yun Zhong's defeat from getting worse. It's more miserable, and it's caused by deliberately keeping your hands.
I don't know whether it was because of repeated obstacles that he could not pass this level, which destroyed many of Yun Zhong's thoughts of winning, or whether it was because of repeated defeats that he learned some swordsmanship techniques, which required more effort to master the moves. From the beginning, he climbed the mountain twelve times a day. After two decades, Yunzhong only went up the mountain once a day. The rest of the time he rested at his residence on the other side of the river to recuperate. He raised his sword and closed his eyes. Although he still could not defeat the unknown depth. The one-armed swordsman, despite being wounded, became more and more powerful. At first, there were only hundreds of minor injuries all over his body, but now when he went down the mountain, he had to spit out several mouthfuls of blood, and the sword wounds became more serious, and the bones were visible deep down.
"Rebirth of the Great Era of Fighting Waves"
However, even though he was almost cut into pieces by the swordsman and the corners were leaking, Yun Zhong's state of mind seemed to be climbing higher and higher day by day.
Compared with the hundreds of small wounds, which are of different depths and can penetrate the bones, the advantage is that the one-armed swordsman could only handle Yun Zhong with ease at first, but now he can no longer do that. There is no need to expend any effort in the lightness, but the appearance of defeat is faintly revealed. It may take as long as twenty days or as few as a few days. It may be that when the injury becomes lighter again, there will be some chance of victory.
Therefore, in the past few days, even though Yunzhong was taught a lesson by the sword in the palm of the swordsman's hand, and was teased every time he was defeated, his mood was still not bad. On the contrary, it was better than being imprisoned in the house. He was endlessly happy, and even The sight of living in the mansion became increasingly rare. In addition to fighting with the one-armed swordsman before noon, when the injury was a little better, he often took the children from the city village to wander around a few times, catching birds and picking flowers. Fish, but also at ease.
It was almost dusk now, so Yun Zhong returned his swords to their scabbards and walked leisurely outside the city gate. He didn't need to come forward to inform him, he just whistled, and the six or seven children who were leisurely inside and outside the city gate came forward one after another. Come, invite friends, and soon there will be nearly 20 or 30 children, noisily following Yun Zhong, who is holding his head behind his head, walking into the dusk. They all guess that this swordsman brother will take him there again today. No matter where you go to play, you will see strange things.
Every household inside and outside the city is aware of Yun Zhong's feat of killing a dragon not long ago. Moreover, this swordsman is not as cold and cold as he thought before. He is quite easy to talk to. The city gate was being repaired a few days ago, but it was difficult to hold the long ladder steady. , several craftsmen with different names and surnames had inconvenient legs and feet, so they had to go to bother Yun Zhong and ask him to pass the sword to set the long ladder to the city gate tower. Yun Zhong did not refuse, but carefully handed the sword Qi two or three times. I originally thought that this extremely capable swordsman had a cold temperament, but after more than two decades, I found that Yun Zhong had a very gentle temperament, so he felt relieved. People often came to the house to ask for help, and he was still the same as before. One response came down.
Therefore, these young children went out to play with Yun Zhong, but the parents at home were quite relieved. Of course, if there are families who want their children to study well, they know that today they have not finished the homework that the teacher asked them to leave. A man is nourished by water and soil, and a man's arms are full of strength. A meal of stir-fried meat on a bamboo board is indispensable. It is quite solid. Most of the time, Yun Zhong did not try to persuade him, but waited for a few days to escape the limelight. When some children who still had weak legs and feet went out again, they would make fun of them and often pick up the books they had recently read at home. The children who were very embarrassed after passing the exam were laughing and laughing, but they also gained a lot of face, and it was not bad for these children who were very close to me to learn some profound knowledge from the books.
Today, Yun Zhong did not take the long way around, but went straight to the peach grove a few miles outside the city by the river to collect hundreds of peach resins. Naturally, there were children who were not very smart and almost tore off the outer bark of the peach trees to avoid being exposed to the clouds again. Zhong tapped the back of his head twice with the hilt of his sword, knowing that he had made a mistake. When no one else was looking, he tore open the bark and pushed it back. This made Yun Zhong dumbfounded for a while, but he no longer blamed him too much. , I just want to say that you need to take a closer look first when it’s time to turn around. As children, they often fight over the same peach fat that is as solid as amber. However, after Yun Zhong knocked it many times, he knew that he could not fight over such trivial matters, so he had to join in with the lucky children one after another. In front of him, he was bargaining, exchanging three coins for one, five coins for one, at most he was smearing the grass juice from the peach grove onto other people's faces, making loud noises.
When night fell, although the children were still enjoying themselves, they remembered the taste of fried meat on bamboo boards, so they had no choice but to go home. Yun Zhong distributed the hundreds of peach butter he had collected to the children, and told them to hand them over to their parents when they returned home. Brewing it with water can stop dysentery and diseases, clear away heat and nourish people.
"I'm really interested. With your kid's temperament, I was a little worried about taking these children out to play. But after seeing them today, they seem to be quite good and presentable. It's not an extravagant expectation to find a husband in the future."
"Don't you dare to think so." Yun Zhong took out two pieces of peach fat and handed them respectfully into the palm of the person in front of him. He knew that the senior named Dongyanjun had a free and easy temperament, as if he knew this person when they first met. The senior is very beautiful and likes gold and silver. In the eyes of others, he is not a pure person, but in Yunzhong's opinion, the more he has such a temperament, the easier it is to get along with her.
Mr. Dongyan doesn't know that the young man in front of him has the same virtue as his old friend. If the two of them were to fight each other, I'm afraid that after two or three days, this young man would not be at a loss for words. He also knew how to pretend to be stupid. Although Their temperaments were very compatible, but there was indeed something important going on. After briefly explaining his purpose, he saw that Yun Zhong frowned slightly, and sincerely planned to have a nice chat with the latter to relieve his boredom.
"A few days ago when you were in the most decadent mood, I told Nanyang Jun that sometimes when it rains, don't pretend to be a good person and hold an umbrella to ferry others. In your own eyes, there is a warm sun, but in the hearts of others, there is a continuous torrential rain. No matter what No matter how many years you live, this principle remains the same. The Buddha does not save people, and the umbrella does not save people. You are lucky that when the way of the sword comes to the door, there are people in the world who are immersed in great suffering, and their sorrows and joys cannot be communicated."
"But what I'm curious about is, you've obviously suffered a lot of beatings in the human world, even more than what my old friend and I suffered. How did you survive?"
Yun Zhong was asked about this for no reason. He didn't know how to reply for a while. He frowned slightly and was not in a hurry to answer.
Very simple, but not simple either.
"Maybe there are things I want to do, blessings I can't afford, but there are few hardships I can't bear, and I'm thinking about drawing the sword, so when I encounter any hardships, I can't just look at the world and grit my teeth. Stamp your feet and kill him."
When he looked up again, in front of him was no longer Mr. Dongyan, but a man and a woman.
The man is handsome, but unfortunately his hair is gray, while the woman's expression is indifferent, except when she looks at the man, her expression is gentle.
Ye Zhai, who was covered with snow, saw Yun Zhong and slowly raised the corners of his lips, "It seems that the sword box entrusted to little brother Yun was not in vain."
Dong Yanjun, who had retreated hundreds of miles away in an instant, sat back down at the tea table outside the teahouse, picked up a cup of tea, and swallowed it smoothly. He immediately felt refreshed, without any hint of disgust. He has the temperament of Xianyun Yehe who is unwilling to give up his salary, not to mention this class of herbal tea soup, which is relatively exquisite. Even if it is tea foam that is not exquisite, most Dongyan Jun can drink it without mistake and point out the essence. There are two or three wonderful things that can be praised, not to mention the best seasonal products. In autumn, you should drink this kind of fire-reducing tea soup. After drinking the tea, he patted Nanyang Jun on the shoulder and said, "Why are you frowning? That boy is not doing nothing, but is planning to find a way to find a smooth road. You see, this long river is difficult to cross. Either you need to use your own cultivation to cross the river, or... Borrowing a boat, or walking from the long bridge to the other side of the river, you can be calm and calm in a thousand miles, but if you cross the river by boat, can you say that you have lost your air?"
"As long as you can carry the heavy burden, what's the point of being humble? You have the cultivation of a god, and you don't have to worry about your destiny."
Nanyang Jun shook his head and sighed.
"I can't worry about it for a few days. Unless I can escape from this cage, most of the time, I will have no joy or worry. It's rare to be a human being for a few days. It's quite joyful."
