The next day, Ah Si asked Brother Shitou and Zhou Jing to play in Dali City, while he went to the Divine Sword Gate alone.
Brother Shitou and Zhou Jing insisted on accompanying Ah Si, but Ah Si refused.
Ah Si said that he was going to visit the martial arts seniors, not to provoke him. In order to prevent the host from misunderstanding and suspicion, there was no need for so many people to go.
Brother Shitou and Zhou Jing couldn't resist, and agreed to wait for him at the inn, and told Ah Si that if there was an accident, they would try their best to rescue him.
At ten o'clock in the morning, Ah Si arrived at the foot of Mount Kailash.
The Divine Sword Gate is located on the mountainside of the Holy Mountain.
The sacred mountain has a radius of hundreds of miles, deep ditches, dense forests, and rich products. It can be said that the Shenjian Sect is uniquely blessed by nature.
At the foot of the Holy Mountain, the bustling scene of the past no longer exists. More than a dozen shops have been closed. Only one or two teahouses are open, but no one patronizes them.
Seeing such a scene, Ah Si sighed: "I didn't expect that such a huge sect would be in such a state of decline. It's true that the world is full of changes and things are unpredictable."
He walked to a teahouse. There was no customer in the teahouse. The waiter had nothing to do and was sleeping on the counter.
"Second Brother, please have a bowl of tea." Ah Si chose a nearby table and sat down.
The waiter woke up listlessly. He stretched and said, "Sorry, the shop is closed."
Ah Si glanced at the sky. It was only ten o'clock in the morning. The sun was shining brightly. It was the time when he was doing business. The teahouse was closed. He was curious and asked, "Brother, it's only ten o'clock. Why is it closed?"
The waiter continued to sleep on the counter, "The shop has not had customers for the past 20 days, so we have not prepared tea. Guests should go elsewhere."
It's really miserable that it didn't open on the 20th.
Ah Si said: "Look at this huge market, how can there be no one there? Is the second brother trying to trick me with his words?"
The waiter in the shop raised his head to look at Ah Si in a rare moment, "Is this eldest brother also here to learn from me?"
Ah Si nodded in acquiescence.
The waiter said: "Let's go, let's go quickly, we don't accept apprentices here anymore."
Ah Si said: "The Divine Sword Sect is so prestigious, how could it not accept disciples?"
The waiter looked at Ah Si as if he were a monster, "Is your guest from out of town?"
"Qian County."
The waiter understood clearly, "Your Majesty, you don't know. There are no disciples in the Shenjian Sect now. They have all left."
Ah Si said: "All three thousand disciples are gone?"
"Gone, all gone." Thinking of the evil scene in the past, the waiter was heartbroken.
"Where is the leader of Sword Chi?"
When he heard the word sword idiot, the waiter's eyes shone with admiration, and he returned to his previous laziness for a moment, "There is no such thing as a sword idiot, there is only an old drunkard."
"Hey, come on, the store is going to be closed and moved."
Ah Si got up and ran towards the mountain.
The waiter looked at Ah Si's retreating back and sighed: "Hey, the glory of the past is gone now, and life is miserable with the remnants of murals left behind."
In front of the gate of the Divine Sword Gate, the once glorious Divine Sword Gate is now covered with fallen leaves, the building is dilapidated, and it has lost its brilliance.
Seeing such a scene, Ah Si felt sad.
"Hahaha, when you meet a close friend, a thousand cups are too little. I don't see the person I was destined to be with before. Come on, cheers."
In the center of a room, there was a coffin. A sloppy old man with disheveled hair and tattered clothes was lying in the coffin. He held a wine gourd in his right hand, clinked his glass to the sky, and then took a sip himself.
The surroundings of the house were empty and dilapidated.
"When you are about to drink, don't stop drinking. Let's sing a song..." The sloppy old man said and took a sip of wine. The dilapidated environment around him did not affect his drinking ability at all.
Ah Si walked into the house and saw such a scene, and the sadness in his heart was beyond words.
He walked up to the sloppy old man and said, "Uncle Master, why did the Divine Sword Sect become like this?"
The master of the Divine Sword Sect, Jian Chi, and his master, Zhu Meng Ren, are brothers. It makes sense for him to call Jian Chi his uncle.
The sloppy old man looked in a daze, "Uncle Master? Who is Uncle Master, you?"
Seeing the old man's appearance, Ah Si shed tears, "Uncle Master, I am Ah Si, Li Yufeng's apprentice."
"Li Yufeng, who is Li Yufeng? Is he very powerful?"
He handed the wine bottle to Ah Si, "Here, let's take a sip?"
Ah Si's mind almost collapsed. How could Senior Jian Chi, the once popular master of the Divine Sword Sect, become like this?
Ah Si said: "Uncle, stop drinking. I have something to do with you?"
"What's the matter? What's the matter? You came all the way to drink with me, the old man?"
He handed the wine to Ah Si again, "Here, drink the wine. After finishing the wine, we will be friends."
Ah Si was so angry that he snatched Jian Chi's wine bottle away.
Jian Chi's wine bottle was taken away from him. He jumped out of the coffin and clasped his palms into Ah Si's throat, trying to take the wine bottle back.
After Ah Si grabbed the wine pot, he used his internal strength to retreat quickly, not giving the sword idiot a chance at all.
After several moves, Jian Chi didn't get the wine bottle.
He sat down on the ground and said: "Hurry up and return the wine bottle to me, old man. How can you, a man, bully me, an old man?"
Ah Si said: "Uncle, stop drinking. I really have something to do with you."
Jian Chi said: "Okay, okay, you will bully me, old man. Let's do this, you return the wine bottle to me, and I will answer your questions."
Ah Si was half convinced and asked, "Is this true?"
Jian Chi said: "Take it seriously, take it seriously."
Ah Si was hesitating whether to return the jug to Senior Jian Chi.
From the time he came in until now, Senior Jianchi didn't look at him. He had been staring at his wine bottle.
It was obvious that he didn't care about anything outside.
"Bring it here." Seeing Ah Si's hesitation, Jian Chi snatched the wine bottle with one claw, then jumped into the coffin, holding the wine bottle in his arms like a treasure, and murmured: "Baby, baby, what are you doing again?" Come back to me."
"Uncle Master, how could the good Divine Sword Sect become like this? What happened?"
"Excalibur Sect, what Excalibur Sect, don't disturb the old man while I drink."
As he spoke, he started drinking wine.
"Uncle Master."
Ah Si grabbed the wine bottle in Jian Chi's hand.
This time Jian Chi was on guard. Before Ah Si could attack, Jian Chi had already jumped over Ah Si's head and arrived behind him. Arriving behind Ah Si, Jian Chi kicked Ah Si in the waist.
Ah Si turned sideways to avoid the swift attack and grabbed the wine bottle in Jian Chi's hand again.
He now understands that as long as he takes the wine bottle from Jian Chi's hand, the old man will agree to anything.
This old man's weakness is his addiction to alcohol. When he ran out of wine, he had to ask Ah Si.
Sword Chi also understands this truth.
"Good boy, watch your move."
Jian Chi pinned the wine bottle in the main room and fought with Ah Si.
They went back and forth, splitting more than fifty moves. Jian Chi's moves are wide open and closed, and his moves are dangerous.
Ah Si's moves are skillful and easy to do.
"Stop, no more fighting." Jian Chi breathed out loudly. He had not fought for a long time and was really exhausted.
"Uncle, do you remember me?"
