Although the shabbily dressed old man was just like most warriors in the world, and his words and deeds were quite unpleasant, he thought that he was slightly inferior to Yun Zhong this time. With two large formations and this completely unusual sword energy , it is not an easy task to retreat completely and hide the traces. Even if you look down on this young swordsman using foreign objects to display his sword energy, you must recognize Yun Zhong's ability no matter what. In the Three Realms It is not inferior to others.
After escaping from Fengdu City, the majesty of the red dragon dissipated, leaving behind only the internal energy that had been stored up quite thickly. The ability to use this majesty was quite clever, without using magical powers, but the inner energy flow was endless, and it happened to be Yun Zhong's weakest link was fully repaired, so for a while the sword energy came and went in a mighty and powerful way, but it was really powerful and majestic that surpassed the three mortal realms. For this sword intention, although the old man was always unforgiving, It is said that Yun Zhongtu has sword intention, but his divine intention has not yet escaped the support of others and has never seen Yang Guan Dao. But to be fair, this sword intention, which can be said to be approaching perfection, is also very rare among practitioners of the same age, so although He was reluctant to praise him, and he was also unwilling to say unpleasant words. He just said that after some time, he might as well try his escape skills again, but he definitely couldn't use crooked skills like formations. .
The old man was quite straightforward and knew that Yun Zhong's wallet was quite abundant. He followed Yun Zhong down the mountain step by step regardless of his so-called shamelessness. Naturally, it was as if he were walking on flat ground. But when he turned around, he also realized that Yun Zhong's ability to walk up and down mountains was far superior. It is rare for an ordinary person to take a second look at him, and he is not forgiving, but in his heart he slightly agrees with this young man, but on the surface he still has some unconventional appearance of an expert, Sui Yunzhong Settled into the inn.
Therefore, the waiters in the inn became more and more respectful when they saw Yun Zhong. Of course, they were inseparable from the shopkeeper's advice, saying that they must serve the benefactor properly. He is a very drinker and often drinks good wine. , not to mention that now there is an old drunkard who comes from nowhere, and his money is like running water, and he stays up all night without a moment of peace. The old man in shabby clothes is like a thirsty ghost, and it is easy to catch Yunzhong. Patrons who have a lot of money in their waists drink themselves very drunk almost every day. They are not ordinary drinkers at all, but they just want to get drunk.
Whenever one is drunk, one's mouth becomes looser. This is why many merchants coming and going, or officials doing business, must first go to the banquet to determine the winner, until both parties are too drunk to do business, of course. It is infinitely easier than before. Things that should not be done easily can often be stimulated by the things in the cup that are intertwined in an instant, and the thoughts and words are so lazy.
But Yun Zhong always felt that this old man had originally intended to talk to him. He had probably told his thoughts to Ming Yue and mountain ghosts for so many years, with a heavy accent, but he couldn't tell where the countryside was. .
The old man said that he had forgotten where he came from, and how many abilities he had originally had. He only knew that when he went to the mountains, he was already in the fourth realm, but over the years, he had not entered the realm. Retreating, falling again and again, in the end, only the foundation of the four realms can be left, and it has not fallen. Furthermore, being in the mountains, my mind is confused, and I am afraid that I can’t even recall how many magical powers I know. I only know that having the escape technique is considered to be a strong one, so even if I sleep in the treetops or lie drunk on the pine trees on the mountainside, I will be swayed by the sudden wind from all directions without feeling anything wrong, and I am very contented.
Fortunately, over the years, after fighting for springs with apes, competing with elk for wild fruits, and sucking the essence of the sun and the moon, I should have managed to develop some mental thoughts, and I can often recall two or three things. I feel that in addition to the sword exchanges, there was still one thing. An old grudge has not been resolved, and the grudge may be big or small, deep or shallow, but the old man only remembers that he has always been alone, with no living relatives, and has never been married. Even if he has two or three old friends, You have to be slightly blushing, that old face is all alone, only this body is left with the four realms of cultivation that you can't remember how to cultivate, wandering in the world, not knowing where it came from, not knowing where it is going. .
Yunzhong just nodded or groaned from beginning to end, but refused to speak. It was not until the old man took out the broken right palm that he had always carried in his arms that his expression changed.
The old man's right palm was extremely bare at the base of his fingers, and all five fingers were almost severed. Only the remaining half of the hand was cut off, and he was still holding the cup with half of his face, which looked scary.
In the four realms of the world, except for the five unique talents, he is already a brilliant and talented person who can stand at the top of the world. It is extremely unusual to have his palm cut off.
"Don't look at me with that look. It's extremely unlucky. I'm quite curious about this severed palm. I can't hold a sword or hold a knife, so I don't have to recall anything embarrassing, nor do I have to remember what I was so famous for in my early years. Jianghu, since it was during the period of uncertainty that I found the mountains and mountains surrounding this Shanlan City, I really didn’t want to remember any past events. I lived day by day, and the beautiful scenery in the mountains alone was enough to serve me well. Why bother to find the so-called freedom? The sword energy like a rainbow that you fellows are thinking about is not as good as the wild berries that I snatched from the monkey head a few days ago and fell into my belly steadily." Yun said. Zhong Yi smiled and stopped looking at the old man's broken palm.
I have only been down the mountain for two days, but I have already figured out the old man's temper. This man is very forgetful. Yesterday he was drinking happily, but today he has forgotten most of it. If he is not reminded, he will really forget about his temper. However, his nature is straightforward and even somewhat sincere. He most disdains such things as stealing or taking advantage of others for no reason. Unfortunately, when he drinks, he doesn't care about Yun Zhong's money bag at all. Yun Zhong once made insinuations and asked questions. Did the old man ever know that there was an iron-eating mountain beast in the city recently, but he was reluctantly put off by it? However, for a heroic man who is not very skilled in lying, Yun Zhong saw it clearly, and it was clearly a flash of light. As for his words, he has been reluctant to reply, so the matter will naturally be solved. I am afraid that when the old man is in a state of confusion, he actually goes down the mountain at night and steals iron and rocks. But such an old man is quite weak and even has a broken arm. , How did you get the ability to eat iron?
But since the old man didn't say anything, Yun Zhong didn't ask either. From head to toe, he knew the right things. If the old man could no longer hide his words one day, he would speak out on his own. This would not make him angry.
"I guess the senior should be a good swordsman. Although he only has a broken hand, but the palms are covered with calluses, he must be well versed in the art of swordsmanship. If you want to find some of the taste of the past, I can give you some help." The old man drank until he was half drunk and half awake again tonight. He glanced sideways at Yunzhong, then looked at Duanzhang, and finally smiled carefreely and stepped forward.
"Are you a living Bodhisattva? We are just ordinary old people living in seclusion in the mountains and forests. Although we have cultivated in the four realms and have magical powers, we have long forgotten them. Maybe we were still powerful and murderous back then. The devil is really not afraid of getting into trouble, so he should be more careful, so how come he is so willing to help?"
"Besides, you are a swordsman without a sword. Even if you want to help me, how can you lend me your sword?" But before Yun Zhong could answer, the old man frowned, pondered for a moment, and said with rare hesitation,
"But after a few days in the city, when I heard the sounds of forging iron, I seemed to remember some things that I had never thought of before. Most of us, as old men, also know some skills in forging swords and making knives, but we just don't know whether we can make these. After all, I have forgotten how many years I have lived in the deep mountains and old forests. Whether you can remember this ability again depends on your luck."
"When we meet by chance, why do we need to seek some benefits before we can help each other? Besides, as I said, it's just a few jars of wine, and I don't have much skill. It won't be difficult to invite my seniors to have a few sips of wine. Master said in the early years I am half a boy who makes money, and when I think about it, it seems to make sense." Yun Zhong, who had mostly eliminated his drinking bug, also raised his glass briefly, but after just a few sips, he no longer had any thoughts of drinking too much. The old man with a broken arm raised his glass and looked at each other, smiling and nodding.
"What's more, the old gentleman's temper is very similar to that of my master. He is neither pretentious nor sensible, and his heroic spirit far outweighs his twilight spirit, which is what I yearn for." The old man, whose legs are unusually long and whose journey is bumpy during the season, is proficient in escape techniques and is clearly being manipulated by others. An old man who has cut off half of his hand but has no intention of recalling the old grudges seems to be quite interesting in his own right.
No one noticed that outside the inn door, on the brightly lit long street, there was an extremely old woman with a stooped back and wearing plain yellow clothes. She was walking hard on her way to her tailor shop. She raised her head intentionally or unintentionally. He glanced at the inn, but quickly took it back. He continued to walk deeper into the street with his stumbling legs and feet, which could only take dozens of breaths. He couldn't stop shaking his head, and his hair was dyed. The old snow has never faded to this day.
The old woman has not taken over business for two months. Even in this city, everyone has to praise the old woman's ability to make and carry clothes. Most of the businesses in Shanlan City are iron quarryers and blacksmiths, so such a place The tailoring shop can handle almost all the business in the city. However, the old woman is too old and has poor eyesight, so it is increasingly rare for her to take business. But today, she lights up the lights and goes to work at night.
Across the street from the tailor shop, there is an old blacksmith with extremely poor skills. Everyone in the city has seen this man, but since he came here, he has been beating an old sword tire for many years. There are many young children in the city. , a mature and strong man, but this sword has never seen its prototype, and it has been used as a laughing stock, and no one believes in this man's skill, and he has not played with the old sword for a while, and in this night , also picked up the hammer and chisel again, and slowly smashed the sword tire.
Like many years ago, there is no enthusiasm left, but gnashing of teeth.
