The sky is dim and bright.
Zheng Xiang walked out of the room.
He stretched himself out, and the disciples who were passing by to wash up all greeted him eagerly.
He was in a good mood and responded to everything with a smile.
now.
He is the guard of the Sword Hall.
A few days ago, he was still uneasy, worried that he would be completely abandoned by Liuhuan Peak after messing up so many errands.
Especially when Yi Shitai collapsed and returned to Tianxuan City in despair, this emotion reached its extreme.
I know that Zheng Jingtong came back a few days ago.
He seemed to be in a bad mood with a straight face.
He came up to greet him, but the other party didn't say a word to him, and just walked into the room with Zheng Lingyin.
In this way, Zheng Xiangru waited outside for more than an hour.
Zheng Lingyin and Zheng Jingtong finally walked out of the room. Zheng Xiang hurriedly knelt down at this moment. He had prepared a plan to beg for mercy in his heart and was about to express it with his mouth.
But before the words came out, I heard Zheng Jingtong say: "You have done a good job. I will leave the duty of the Sword Hall to you this month. When you return to Liuhuan Peak, I will reward you well."
Zheng Jingtong's words left Zheng Xiang a little confused.
Youdao means no reward without merit. He really couldn't understand what he had done to deserve such a reward.
You must know that being on duty at the Sword Hall is a good job.
During the monthly duty rotation, the disciples of Shenfeng who have their turn and meet the requirements will try their best to squeeze in. As long as you have some skills, it is a simple matter to make money in the outer city.
Zheng Xiang thought about it carefully, and in the end he could only attribute it to the fact that although he had done a lot of things wrong, it was precisely because of this that he had just discovered Sun Li's magic sword. In this way, he could indeed make up for his mistakes.
And since Zheng Jingtong rewarded himself, it must be that he took back the divine sword during this trip.
Thinking of this, Zheng Xiang suddenly felt elated.
Finally, when leaving, Zheng Jingtong patted him on the shoulder and said sincerely: "Liuhuan Peak will remember everything you did for Liuhuan Peak."
You must know that although he is a member of the Zheng family, he comes from a side clan and has never received such a commendation from the peak master. He feels even more excited, secretly thinking that the position of guarding the sword hall is probably only a real reward. An appetizer before arrival.
After taking back the Divine Sword, Zheng Lingyin may reach the Ten Realms in the future and enter the Martial Temple, becoming the fifth great sage to enter the Martial Temple after the three sword ancestors and the twelfth generation master. Based on this calculation, she can He can be regarded as a great contributor to Liuhuan Peak.
Having figured this out, Mr. Zheng no longer had any of the fear he had before.
He became complacent and boasted about his achievements to everyone he met. The disciples of Liuhuanfeng in Zhijian Hall didn't know what was going on. They just thought that the facts were as he said, so they fawned over him a lot.
For a time, Prime Minister Zheng was very proud.
…
This day was like any other.
He had put on his clothes early and sat in the main hall of the sword-wielding hall. He looked through the folders handed to him from all over Tianxuan City. Most of them were trivial things, and he commented on them as he pleased.
But some of them involved money disputes, but he counted them out in detail - only these things are worth noting.
These can all be operated a little and money can be obtained from them.
Moreover, he does not need to take action himself, he only needs to leave it to his disciples and let them do it. After the work is completed, it will be divided into 30% and 70%, and of course he will take the majority.
The rules of Tianxuan City have always been like this, there is no justice, only interests.
After all, for most outer sect disciples, they cannot afford to offend the inner sect. What they work hard here is just to enter the inner sect and offend the inner sect and the Tianxuan City behind the inner sect. For them, there is A hundred harms and no benefit.
Therefore, most of the time, people choose to swallow their anger.
After doing this, it was already past Chen hour. Zheng Xiang tidied the desk, and there was a letter with the seal of Tianxuan Mountain on it.
Logically speaking, cases from Tianxuan Mountain should be handled by Haosheng.
But this case is very special. It is about the thirteen disciples who have disappeared in Tianxuan City in the past six months.
There has been no progress in this case for a long time. The latest missing person was Lu Zhangming, who disappeared more than half a month ago.
Everyone knew that this case was complicated, but there was nothing to be gained from it. All the previous guards paid no attention to it, and Prime Minister Zheng certainly didn't care.
He just looked bored and looked through it, reading the file as if it were an anecdote.
Boom.
Boom.
But at this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps at the palace gate ahead.
Zheng Xiang, who had his head lowered, frowned and said with dissatisfaction: "How many times have I told you that you must inform me before entering the door? Why don't you understand any of the rules?"
As he spoke, he raised his head and looked forward, but the appearance of the visitor made him a little dazed.
It's a young man.
A young man who looked familiar, but he was sure that he had never seen him before.
The young man was wearing a green shirt and looked about seventeen or eighteen years old. His face was handsome and spotless, as clean as a handsome young man in a painter's painting.
He has a wine gourd on his waist and a long sword on his back.
"Who are you? This is the Jianjian Hall. There is no trespassing without notification..." Zheng Xiang instinctively felt that the visitor was evil, so he was about to use the name of the Jianjian Hall to stop him.
But after he finished speaking, he noticed that the sharp sword intent around him was surrounding him.
He was shocked, knowing that if he said a few more words, he might be penetrated by those cold swords.
He suddenly became as quiet as ice, looking at the handsome young man in front of him with a horrified expression.
"What...what do you want to do?" he asked tremblingly.
The young man walked up to him and asked with a serious face: "You have a saying that debts must be repaid, and it is a matter of course. Do you think this is correct?"
you?
Zheng Xiang muttered the other party's words, vaguely feeling that the other party's words were a bit strange, but in his strange position, he could clearly feel that the sword intention lingering around him seemed to be approaching his body a little closer. The cold feeling came over him, making him almost unable to move.
He didn't dare to hesitate and said quickly: "Yes... yes..."
"You want money, how much you want, you say... whatever I can give, I'll give it to you!"
He said this, but the young man was unmoved. He continued to ask: "What about blood debt?"
Zheng Xiang was startled, and a bad premonition came into his mind.
"Young hero... I have no grievances between you and me. As long as you let me go, I will definitely repay you!"
"To tell you the truth, I am now a meritorious official of Liuhuan Peak, and soon the peak master will give me a huge reward. As long as you let me go, I can give you all these things in the future!"
He begged for mercy in a panic.
But the young man ignored him.
Just staring at him, a little confusion emerged in his eyebrows: "Are you sad? Also scared?"
This was an obvious thing, but Zheng Xiang didn't have time to appreciate the strange look on the other person's face, so he just nodded hurriedly.
And such an answer made the look of confusion on the young man's face become even more intense.
"In that case, when you hurt him, why didn't you think that he would also be in pain and scared??"
"Him??" When Zheng Xiang heard this, he probably understood that the other party was here to seek revenge. He had no intention of answering the other party's questions. He just begged for mercy with a cry: "Young hero, I don't know what I have done to offend you and make it difficult for you to be a friend. But I’m willing to make it up to him, anything.”
I don’t know if his pleading moved the young man, but the displeasure on the young man’s face dissipated a little: “So, you sincerely regret it?”
At this moment, Zheng Xiang saw the hope of living. Naturally, he did not dare to hesitate and nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes."
"Young hero, I really know I was wrong."
"Then are you willing to compensate him?" The young man asked again.
Zheng Xiang naturally nodded again: "Yes, I am willing to make up for my mistakes!"
"Young hero, tell me how much you want, how much you can compensate me for, I can give it to you!"
"It's not that troublesome." The young man shook his head.
Prime Minister Zheng was confused and was about to ask when he heard the young man say.
"You need to pay back money if you owe money. If you kill someone, you need to pay for it with your life."
The young man's words had just come, and Zheng Xiang's heart trembled, but before he could say anything, the sword intent lingering around him suddenly gathered towards his body.
Along with a brief but severe pain, the physical body of the truth was shattered by the violent sword intent.
Blood mist exploded in the room, and he and his bloody body fell heavily to the ground, no longer breathing.
The young man looked at Zheng Xiang, who had lost his voice. There was not much joy on his face. He frowned, took a look, and then his body turned into a snow-white sword, turned into a stream of light, and escaped from the window of the hall. .
The two disciples on duty on both sides of the hall just yawned and did not notice anything unusual.
…
Next to the small courtyard on Baiyuhuan Street.
Xu Dangren was already lying on the wicker chair, stroking his wooden box, looking relaxed.
Lu Sandao was still drunk, leaning on the stone table beside him and fell asleep.
Song Qingqing and Chu Zhaozhao had another quarrel because of some unknown things, and they had a heated argument.
Meng Ziliang went to Sijun's house early to teach her how to practice swordsmanship.
Everything is normal.
But at this moment, a flying sword suddenly flew from the dome, passed through the courtyard gate, and went straight to the main room of the small courtyard.
The flying sword was extremely fast, and when it passed over the crowd, it raised a gust of wind.
But everyone in the courtyard seemed to be used to this.
The old man raised his eyebrows and smiled.
The drunken Lu Sandao opened his eyes hazily and glanced around, then raised his head and drank a big gulp of wine, then fell back and continued to sleep soundly.
Even Song Qingqing and Song Qingqing, who were arguing, only paused for a moment, and then continued to export their firepower towards each other.
At the same time, Chu Qingxiao, who was sitting cross-legged in the main room, seemed to feel something. He opened his eyes and stood up.
In front of him was a snow-white divine sword floating in front of him.
"Are you done?" he asked as he looked at Feijian.
Feijian trembled and transformed into a young man.
He nodded: "It's done."
"Are you feeling better?" Chu Qingxiao asked again.
The young man frowned and shook his head: "No, I feel even more sad."
Chu Qingxiao was stunned for a moment, then turned around and sat next to the other person, and immediately said: "This is normal."
"I've had this experience before."
"Revenge is for those we care about, but no matter how we kill those who were killed, they will never survive, so..."
"So, that sadness won't go away with revenge."
The young man looked sideways at him and asked, "Then how did you forget?"
"Why should I forget?" Chu Qingxiao asked.
"They are wonderful memories for me, and I should remember them."
The expression on the young man's face became even more confused: "But the more I remember those beautiful things, the more painful his passing makes me..."
Chu Qingxiao said: "But people will die all the time. People who love each other will be separated one day."
"Children will leave their parents, wives and husbands, and there will always be one person who will leave first. Parting is inevitable for people, so we must cherish the present." Chu Qingxiao comforted as much as possible.
"Senior lived every day of his life very carefully. Even if he suffered injustice, he already upheld his own swordsmanship, and you stayed with him until the last moment. You have never let each other down, so I think it's probably the same. No need to regret.”
"That memory will be the best gift he leaves for you."
As Chu Qingxiao said this, he frowned slightly, recalling everything he had experienced. This was his most sincere feeling.
The young man also listened carefully to Chu Qingxiao's words and carefully tasted every word in his words.
But he still had a lot of confusion, and in the end he could only mutter: "Humans... are really complicated."
"It can be that good, it can be that bad..."
"Obviously you will die sooner or later, but you still have to work hard to live..."
Chu Qingxiao felt a little helpless when he heard this. He shrugged his shoulders and said: "It is indeed very complicated. Even we ourselves sometimes don't quite understand ourselves."
Having said this, he looked at the young man again and asked: "What about you? What are you going to do now? Should you go back to Yaoguang Sword Pond to sleep, or go to Shenhe Peak..."
The young man raised his head and looked at Chu Qingxiao: "Can I choose by myself?"
Chu Qingxiao was stunned and smiled: "Of course."
This answer made the young man fall silent. After a while, he seemed to have made some determination. He looked up at Chu Qingxiao and said, "I want to be a human again."
"Huh?" Chu Qingxiao was a little confused.
"I want to understand what he insists on, and I also want to understand what the most human feelings are..."
"I can't forget the pain of losing him, but I want to feel what it was like to be him..."
"Besides, you are the only person who has helped him. He often said that a swordsman should avenge his enemies and repay his favors."
"By following you, I can help him repay you."
"That's probably the only thing I can do for him."
"So, can I continue to stay in your divine pillar?"
Chu Qingxiao was stunned again.
The Liaoyuan Sword is currently inhabiting the fifth divine pillar in his body. This is the Liaoyuan Sword's own request.
After Sun Li died, it became irritable and restless, angry and anxious.
Mu Nanshan handed him over to Chu Qingxiao. For such a divine object, the peak master of Shenhe Peak did not show any greed. He just told Chu Qingxiao solemnly.
"I hope you will treat this sword well."
"He's my old friend's confidant."
"And... in the entire Tianxuan Mountain, you are the only one worthy of it."
Regarding this gift, Chu Qingxiao actually felt somewhat unworthy of it.
After all, in his opinion, he just did what he wanted to do and helped Sun Li for Sun Li's sake, but also for his own persistence.
Therefore, he hopes that the Liaoyuan Sword will choose its own destination.
He knew that the Liaoyuan Sword was different. He had his own spiritual wisdom, especially after becoming the Tiangang Divine Sword, this spiritual wisdom became more and more powerful.
But the prairie fire sword just told him that he wanted to take revenge and avenge Sun Li personally.
But a sword cannot avenge itself.
So Chu Qingxiao absorbed the divine Liaoyuan Sword into his fifth divine pillar. With the help of the divine pillar, he could transform into a human form and fulfill his long-cherished wish.
Facing Liaoyuanjian's request at this moment, Chu Qingxiao hesitated for a while and then laughed.
"If that's what you have in mind."
"Welcome."
"The fifth divine pillar, the god of red flames and mystery."
