"Alas!" Ah Jue sighed quietly and looked up at the peach blossoms on the tree.
However, before he could sigh, the boy who was a head shorter than him suddenly pulled out his long sword with a "Cang!" sound.
"ah……"
The masked woman in the pavilion only had time to scream, not even the next sentence...
Just as Laoshan Taoist Pi Tianfeng and the big shopkeeper were stunned...
The young man standing in front of Ah Wen punched Ah Jue in the chest, and his body flew back and forth in an instant.
In the flash of light and stone, the unsheathed long sword had pierced A Jue's right arm holding the sword, and a streak of blood instantly stained A Jue's Ruxue's clothes red...
"How can you use swords against him..."
The masked woman in the pavilion finally flew out, ran towards the peach blossom tree, and blocked A Jue in front of her, preventing the young man from stabbing A Jue a second time.
In the eyes of Pi Tianfeng and the big shopkeeper, the young man was holding a murderous sword!
A cold-blooded and calm killer who has even been silently looking for an opportunity to strike. Only a killer can have such a calm mind.
Seeing the woman in the pavilion holding a long sword pointed at him, the young man stopped taking action against Ah Jue.
The good opportunity has been lost. If he takes action again, he will probably die.
Ah Jue, who was under the peach blossom tree, failed to avoid the sword.
The masked woman who flew forward glared at the boy, quickly took out her silk scarf and bandaged the wound on Ah Jue's arm.
She looked at him and complained softly: "Why are you so stupid?"
In her eyes, the current Ah Jue was really a useless guy, a fool, who could have easily dodged a sword but was struck by it.
Ah Jue allowed the masked woman to bandage him, as if the two had known each other for many years and were even lovers.
Let the woman wrap his arm with a snow-white silk scarf.
Until the young man's long sword stabbed his arm, until the young man took back the long sword in his hand, he still did not take action.
The big shopkeeper shook his head and asked the Taoist priest next to him: "Who in the world back then could have survived the sword of Jian Shisan? Can he still be hurt?"
Pi Taoist Pi Tianfeng sighed and said, "No."
The Laoshan Taoist priest was not like the previous Bashan scholar who didn't know anything. He knew that if Jian Shisan didn't draw his sword, there would be no one left alive when the sword was drawn.
One is Sword Thirteen, and the other is Wang Yi, the so-called madman, Meteor Sword Wang Yi.
Both of them are the same. When they draw their swords, they will never give their opponents a way to survive.
They are ruthless to their enemies and even more ruthless to themselves.
At this time, Wang Yi had already left the inn, washed up and came to Hongfu Temple, where he found the abbot, the old monk.
Finally, he learned from the old monk that Master Sanzang had already left Hongfu Temple and went to Yuhua Temple.
The old monk handed him a yellowed letter: "This is what Sanzang left for you back then. If you don't come again, I will almost forget this happened."
Wang Yi did not expect that he had only been away for several years, but looking back, Sanzang had already left this world.
He fell down in the Buddhist hall and opened the letter Sanzang left for him.
It was only then that he realized that he had indeed met a legendary figure, an elusive figure who was worthy of his pursuit.
Even Sanzang did not tell Wang Yi where Li Xiuyuan was going, but only told him that they would meet each other if they were destined.
He also told him that what Li Xiuyuan could teach him back then had already been taught to Wang Yi, and the master led him in. Practice depends on oneself.
The young monk in the temple is like this, and even a swordsman like Wang Yi is the same.
They met in a hurry by the lake, with a pot of tea in the teahouse. Li Xiuyuan had already told Wang Yi all the principles he had learned about swordsmanship.
As for how high Wang Yi can reach in cultivation, that is beyond his control.
Wang Yi said goodbye to the abbot of Hongfu Temple and went all the way to the pagoda on the back hill of Yuhua Temple.
I found a pagoda enshrining the Tripitaka relics, placed the purchased incense and candles in front of the pagoda, burned a pile of paper money, and placed cakes and dried fruits.
Silently he fell to the ground and muttered to himself: "Master Sanzang, please show me the way. Where should I go to find the person from back then?"
The spring breeze blew through the mountain forest, bringing a few petals to fall on the pagoda.
Just like when Sanzang first went to the snow-capped mountains and met the young man sitting in meditation in the living room, but now Sanzang has gone to the Buddhist country.
Where can I point out a clear path for Wang Yi who is sitting in front of the meditation tower?
Fortunately, Wang Yi is not annoyed. Ten years have passed, and he is no longer the prodigal son who carried a sword box and was about to wield a sword to the end of the world.
At the moment, Wang Yi has no sword in his hand, so he is the sharpest sword.
Now the sword sat quietly in front of the pagoda, and slowly, the mental journey of these years was spread out one by one in front of the Buddha.
Just like when Li Xiuyuan opened the half volume of Buddhist scriptures for Sanzang.
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In the memory of Pi Tianfeng, a Taoist priest from Mount Laoshan, the Thirteenth Sword Master used a long sword to defeat desert swordsmen, Jiangnan masters, and Guandong men.
A sword that cuts heaven and earth has never failed.
Even if he hadn't wielded a sword for ten years, how could he be injured by a sixteen-year-old swordsman?
The reason why the big shopkeeper didn't fight Jian Shisan back then was because when Jian Shisan debuted, the big shopkeeper hadn't settled in Chang'an yet.
By the time the big shopkeeper founded the Longhu Gang, Jian Shisan was tired of the fighting in the world and built a tomb to bury his past in it.
From then on, he transformed into the fool Ajue who washed the girls' feet in Chenying Jade Tower.
After leaving Yingyue Tower, he went to work as a bricklayer with the barbarian Lao Meng, until Lao Meng's mother was hacked to death by two dogs, until Lao Meng's brother and sister were forced to leave Chang'an by the Longhu Gang.
Therefore, in the eyes of the big shopkeeper, Ayu let him down.
No, it should be that Sword Thirteen of Lantian Villa was beyond his expectation. He was not as mysterious as the legend said, and he could actually be injured by a young man's sword.
Therefore, he saw the young man's sword flash, and Ajue's clothes were stained with blood.
With just one sword strike, the big shopkeeper had confidence in himself and in the Laoshan Taoist priest Pi Tianfeng in front of him.
What's more, there is still a master with an injured arm and dozens of men from the Longhu Gang.
Even if Taoist Pi could only take away one of Ah Jue's thoughts when he drew his sword, he would still be able to kill Jin Wuming, the legendary young master of Lantian Villa, with one sword.
But at this time, Ah Jue looked at the masked woman in front of him and smiled bitterly: "It's only been ten years, and you think you are the best in the world, so you dare to come and make a living in the world?"
The masked woman was stunned by his question, then curled her lips and replied: "I...I can't wait any longer..."
She had waited bitterly for ten years, but had not waited for news about Ajue or the death of the big shopkeeper, so she decided not to wait any longer.
She was afraid that if she waited any longer, the big shopkeeper might die under someone else's sword.
Ah Jue looked at her and just sighed leisurely, without greeting or blaming her.
Perhaps in his mind, the masked woman threw a pebble into the water to wake him up from his dream. It was just the right time, everything was the best time.
No matter early or late, everything is waiting to wake up at this moment, like seeds that have been sleeping all winter.
And it was only a matter of time before he came back. The masked woman just moved the time forward.
The young man did not flinch and kept staring into Ah Jue's eyes.
He didn't know what would happen if he stabbed Ah Jue. When he drew his sword, he only had one thought, which was to stab the guy in front of him.
When Ah Jue asked him to get closer, he knew his chance had come!
No matter how calm the guy is, he may not be able to dodge the killing sword thrust by him, but Ah Jue in front of him didn't even move, so he avoided it.
Although he hurt Ah Jue's arm, Ah Jue didn't even frown from the beginning to the end.
From the young man's perspective, this is the scariest thing about Ajue.
Because he is not an idiot, he knows the power of the sword he thrust, and he will not be as stupid as the big shopkeeper, thinking that A Jue's arm was injured, so he found an opportunity to assassinate A Jue.
And as Ah Jue and the boy looked at each other, the boy still did not hide the hatred in his eyes.
Contrary to the young man in front of him, Ajue's eyes were like the petals of a flower that had withered away from the branch. His eyes were filled with indelible pain and a touch of sadness.
But when she saw this sadness in the eyes of the masked woman, she thought it was Ajue's expression for herself ten years later.
But she was a little worried and a little happy.
Only the young man holding the long sword looked at Ah Jue, and instantly a feeling of collapse spread uncontrollably in his heart.
At this time, he just wanted to go back to the inn, find a guy who wouldn't get drunk after drinking, and drink three more bowls of strong liquor.
The girls in the building were so frightened that they covered their mouths when they saw their idol being hit by a sword.
They didn't dare to scream anymore, for fear that if they shouted again, Ah Jue would be hit by the cold sword again.
Pi Tianfeng, a Taoist priest from Laoshan, shook his head and smiled bitterly.
He didn't know why A Jue was hit by the sword, and he didn't know what hatred the young man had against Jian Shisan, who had retired for ten years and returned to the world.
Because he knew that Jian Shisan, who had the sword in his arm, might not even be able to hold the sword.
Sure enough, the hand holding the iron sword in Ah Jue's hand was no longer the right arm tied with a silk scarf and still bleeding out, but was replaced by the left hand.
It seems that the young man's sword penetrated very deeply...
The masked woman also noticed Ah Jue's behavior, which was not enough to attract other people's attention, so she looked at Ah Jue and asked gently: "Let us get out of here?"
Ah Jue nodded, looked at the panicked young man in front of him, and asked quietly: "Do you want to leave here with me?"
The young man shook his head and replied coldly: "We have different paths and we don't want to work together."
Ah Jue moved the corner of her mouth and smiled bitterly. She looked at the masked woman beside her and sighed: "Why bother?"
Why bother hearing this sound in the ears of Longhu Gang Master and others, but Ah Jue regretted it. If he had known it, he would not have saved the ungrateful young man in front of him.
In the ears of Laoshan Taoist Pi Tianfeng, it was Jian Shisan from Lantian Villa who blamed this woman for not appearing in the world.
In his eyes, Jian Shisan and this woman should be old lovers.
From what the boss of the Longhu Gang heard, this was the best time for him to take action.
He didn't want to wait until Ayu was driven to collapse and madness by the young man in front of him. He knew that he only had one chance to kill Ajue, and once the opportunity was lost, it would never come back.
For this reason, he glanced at the Pi Taoist beside him and found that this guy didn't even think about drawing his sword.
Perhaps in Pi Taoist's view, Ah Jue, who had suffered a serious injury to his right arm, just wanted to leave Yingyue Tower with the masked woman. Since Jian Shisan was leaving, why should he take action?
He owed the big shopkeeper a favor, but he only promised to save the big shopkeeper once, but he didn't necessarily have to use his sword to kill.
If you can let Ajue leave without taking action, this is the most cost-effective deal in Pi Tianfeng's opinion.
But no one could have imagined that the young man with the sword in his hand seemed not to want A Jue to leave. Just when the masked woman approached A Jue, he drew his sword again.
"Dang!" With a sound, the boy's sword and the masked woman's sword struck together. The masked woman had been guarding against the boy's sudden rampage and hurting others.
And at this moment when Ah Jue's attention was focused on the boy and the masked woman...
The big shopkeeper's long sword has also been unsheathed. He has calculated that Ah Jue is in front of him. No matter what, he is unable to take his sword. At this moment...
The big shopkeeper slashed a fatal sword into Ah Jue’s back!
