Qiu Jin smiled faintly, as if he had not heard these words, looked up at the sky, and whispered to himself: "Opening the gate of heaven and attracting the golden light has been my long-cherished wish for many years. It can be said to be an obsession. It’s not an exaggeration. As for whether I can go to another world after opening the gate of heaven, whether I should become a heavenly person or not, it has nothing to do with me. I just want to give my master, my former friends and lovers, and Those monks who died because of me will give an explanation, that’s all.”
Qiu Jin's eyes slowly turned from the sky to the ground, looked directly at Ling Zhen's face, and said seriously: "I, Qiu Jin, have been imprisoned for ten years, sharpening my frost blade, regaining my old heart, and not daring to do anything day and night. I haven’t slacked off at all and have been doing it for ten years...it’s time to do something!”
Ling Zhen seemed to be infected by his emotions, and his expression became excited.
The man surnamed Qiu, who was called the "Little Sword Master" back then, suddenly turned around, loosened his collar at the back, and pointed with his hand, "The top priority now is to find an old friend to help him. I'll take out this thing stuck in this bone."
"This, this is..."
Even Ling Zhen, who had a lot of experience, was shocked at this moment, staring at the "thing" that had penetrated deep into his bones.
There is an extremely sharp green sword thorn protruding from Qiu Jin's neck bone.
The green light is bright and clear at a glance.
It looked like this thing had completely pierced his entire spine!
Ling Zhen opened his mouth wide, he was so surprised that he couldn't speak, and his scalp was numb.
The green tip was clearly exposed, and the blade was extremely sharp.
There is even a faint energy flowing in it, which is extremely weird and terrifying!
"For the past ten years, I have been tortured by this sword every day, and I can't even sleep in the middle of the night..."
Qiu Jin's face was solemn, and he said slowly in a deep voice, "No matter what, I have to take it out of my spine now, and take a breath that I haven't exhaled for many years. I should relax a little, otherwise it will be hindered. The moves are limited, so I feel uncomfortable and comfortable."
Ling Zhen can also be regarded as a swordsman monk with extraordinary backbone, an iron frame, and a state of mind that is undoubtedly extraordinary.
He has practiced martial arts diligently until now, and he is worthy of the family title of the Crown Prince of Shenyuan Villa, and worthy of the status of the only son of the Splendid Martial God Ling Pu.
After his mother's death, Ling Zhen practiced as a mourner for three years in the village, accumulating bit by bit, water can penetrate stone, and he hardly slacked off for half a day. It was called crazy, and it made his endurance stronger than that of ordinary people. Win too much!
But at this moment, he was overwhelmed with emotions because of Qiu Jin alone.
Ling Zhen felt great admiration.
The pain of such a sharp knife penetrating the body, day after day, year after year, is really beyond the reach of human beings!
I really can’t imagine how much suffering and hardship the man with the surname Qiu in front of me has endured and how many difficult days and nights he has spent in the past ten years...
Qiu Jin stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers in front of Ling Zhen, whose eyes were a little dull, causing the former to come back to his senses immediately.
Qiu Jin had already arranged his clothes and stood in front of the young man in green robes with his chest straightened out. He grinned widely and pointed at the unusually bulging cloth package not far away.
Qiu Jin said to Ling Zhen in a proud tone that showed no trace of guilt at all, but said to Ling Zhen: "Did you see that big bag over there? Hey, everything in that bag was all I looted from rich people's homes. The various rare treasures are of such high value that they can make ordinary people prosperous, wealthy, and comfortable for several lifetimes."
Ling Zhen smiled awkwardly and secretly recalled the past.
Once in the Niu Mountain, I unexpectedly met a black-robed man who retreated from the beasts by playing the jade flute, and was revered as the "Beast Master" by the world.
In order to save the life of his beloved son Gong Yexin, who had his yang energy sucked dry by Snow Velvet in the Witch Tower, that heroic man with the surname Gong Ye did not hesitate to deceive the people in the mountains in exchange for money, in order to achieve the purpose of purchasing large quantities of sky-high-priced herbs.
He wants both fame and profit.
It must be said that he was excessively greedy and underhanded, and he was really despicable. Ling Zhen really looked down upon him at all.
But in front of me, this man with the word "Autumn" in his name went around "robbing the rich" with great fanfare. He collected so many treasures and filled them into a bag. What exactly was he planning to do?
The answer will be revealed in the next sentence.
"If you don't bring some souvenirs, how can you have the nerve to ask for help from a friend you haven't seen for many years? As the saying goes, if you don't contact someone for three years, you won't be close, let alone ten years? Haha, just talk about etiquette. I, Qiu Jin, have always done a good job, so it would be too shameful to come in empty-handed."
At the moment when she fully understood Brother Qiu's intention, Ling Zhen was speechless to the extreme.
The young man pursed his lips and sighed inwardly: "He is indeed a wonderful man with both good and evil spirits. He is rare. He is really rare in the world!"
Although there was a significant difference in his intentions, Qiu Jin, who did nothing different from bandits in the mountains or grass bandits in the water, first patted Ling Zhen on the shoulder again.
The force used was quite strong this time, and the latter suddenly became alert and completely sober.
Then the "big thief" named Qiu raised his thumb and poked the void behind him several times near his head.
Qiu Jin clicked his tongue loudly again, smiled extremely brightly, and said happily: "Let's go, I will take you as a guest!"
"Being a guest?"
Ling Zhen thought about it, it was just in time to go and see what kind of old friends this person named Qiu would have.
He must be an extraordinary person.
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Longshu Dynasty, Jiangnan Road.
Hongzhou.
This state is close to a large lake called "Longzhou". The lake called Longzhou is world-famous for its water as clear as a mirror and as clear as jade.
Rumor has it that a local county guard once captured a green-scaled adder in the lake, peeled off its skin and cramped its muscles, and made it into a rare soft whip made of top-quality materials. It was presented to the Emperor Zhou of the Imperial City as a fine item.
The whip did not turn into a dragon, so it naturally did not touch the power of the real dragon. However, it could frighten the princes and ministers and unite all the people. The emperor was very happy about it, rewarded him with thousands of taels, and was promoted to three levels.
The territory of Hongzhou, also known as "Dragon Lake" by the people, is just like a standard copper coin with a round square hole.
The center is hollowed out, so it is very poor and impoverished. The rest of the area has mineral veins, merchants, markets and hooks, all of which are very rich and prosperous.
The two are so different, one is in heaven and the other is on earth.
Pinghu Town.
This place is quite far away from Longzhou Lake, which is rich in water transportation. There is no village or shop in front of it, and it happens to be located in the center of Hongzhou.
If the isolated island is rooted in the land, green algae and duckweeds float on the surface of the lake.
The sky is high and the emperor is far away, and it is difficult for birds to fly out.
This small village is so poor that sometimes it is difficult to even open the pot, and in times of famine, it is even necessary to peel tree bark and chew Guanyin soil to satisfy hunger. In fact, it is sparsely populated, and there are not many young people left.
The vast majority of young people in the town who have physical strength and energy have already packed up their bags, left their hometowns, and gone to the city to make a living.
They would only come back for a short time during the New Year and holidays, visit their relatives and have a reunion dinner, and then leave their hometown again.
The time spent wandering away from home in a year is far more than the time spent at home.
I miss my hometown, but I can't go back to my hometown.
Both father and mother are working away from home, and the immature children who have not yet grown up are left to the care of the elderly in the town.
Pinghu Town is a remote and remote area with not much money, not much land, not much food, and not many people...
The largest number of children grew up without their parents and stayed at home to live with their grandparents!
