Baiyan City, inside the dilapidated courtyard beside the city wall
At night, after a day of tidying up, Qiye stretched his sore legs and feet tiredly and planned to turn off the lights and go to bed.
"Dong dong dong~ Is anyone here?"
Outside the door, there were several loud knocks, and a young man asked.
"Who?" Qiye answered and wondered: Who else would come to such a remote place so late?
Go to the door of the small courtyard and open the door.
In the dark night, a boy who looked to be eleven or twelve years old was standing upright in front of the door.
The young man was wearing a light purple gauze shirt, holding a lighting lantern in one hand and holding a paper fan in the other. He has a crown of hair, a dignified appearance, and a handsome face. The gentle caress of the folding fan adds a touch of carefreeness.
Even in the dark night, this person's youthful temperament cannot be concealed.
The visitor is extraordinary! Qiye sighed secretly in his heart.
Although it was just a quick glance, I had already roughly guessed:
The young master in front of him is most likely a descendant of a certain inherited family.
Because he does not have the luxurious aura of princes and nobles, nor the smell of rich and wealthy landlords, but has a restrained righteousness and elegance.
"Hey, little brother, is the master here?" The boy in purple saw that the person who opened the door was Qiye, who was younger than him. He was a little surprised but said very politely.
"The owner of the house has been dead for many years. I wonder what happened to the young master?" Qiye answered directly.
"Oh, who is that little brother?" the boy in purple asked doubtfully.
"I'm just staying here for today..." Qiye said truthfully.
"In this case, I don't know if I can stay the next night. It's getting late now, and all the inns in the city are full..." The boy in purple got back to the point and explained his purpose.
"The house is dirty and messy. If you don't mind it, then come in..." Qiye felt that it was hard to find a house in the city, so she agreed to his request.
After all, I am just a passerby staying here temporarily, so I naturally have no right to reject others on behalf of the owner of the house.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter...hehe." The purple-clothed boy showed joy indifferently.
Following Qiye, he entered the house. Although the room was not wide, it was not a problem to accommodate two people. After a quick glance, the boy in purple walked to a bench and started wiping.
"Don't you want to sleep on the bed?" Qiye asked curiously.
"The little brother came before me. According to the order of first come, first served, the little brother will naturally sleep on this big bed." The boy in purple replied righteously.
This surprised Qiye.
If it were an ordinary pampered young man, he would not prioritize himself and would never say the principle of "first come, first served".
Therefore, he looked at the young man in purple slightly differently.
"I'm not used to sleeping on a bed..." Qiye Youyou said briefly.
Remembering that the owner of the house who had died of illness and died lying on the bed before, he felt a chill in his back. How could one sleep peacefully in such a bed?
"I'm laughing and forgetting my book. I wonder what I call my little brother?" After the boy in purple wiped the bench, he lay down leisurely and comfortably, and then introduced himself generously.
"Oh, Xiao Wangshu... I don't have a name, just call me Ah Qi." Qiye said casually after chanting.
"Oh, it turns out to be little brother Ah Qi. Didn't you know that little brother came to Baiyan City to participate in the three sects' recruitment?"
Xiao Wangshu didn’t care about Qiye’s name. After all, there were many people who wouldn’t tell others their real names easily while walking outside.
However, he also started chatting without any acknowledgment and in a warm and polite manner.
"Hmm..." Qiye lay on another long table and responded wordlessly.
"I wonder which assessment brother Qi wants to take part in this time?" Even though Qiye responded briefly, Xiao Wangshu didn't get angry and continued to inquire.
"I haven't thought about it yet..., do you have any suggestions?" Qiye still said lightly, as if he thought that this might not be appropriate, so he found a topic and asked.
"When it comes to this three-sect confluence, of course we have to choose carefully. First of all..." Xiao Wangshu suddenly became interested when he heard Qiye's question. Then he explained to the other party the strength of the three sects eloquently and eloquently.
Qiye also learned many details about the three sects from his explanation.
However, he then discovered that the explanation of the Book of Laughter and Forgetting was endless and out of control.
He immediately regretted asking such a general question.
"Um... Mr. Xiao, it's getting late, so let's go to bed early." Qiye interrupted unbearably.
"Haha... I'm sorry, just call me Brother Xiao. We brothers don't have to be so outspoken." Xiao Wangshu seemed to realize that he was talking too much, and then he smiled heartily and a little apologetically.
Hearing what he said, Qiye couldn't help but roll his eyes in his heart: We haven't spoken more than ten sentences in total, and you have always been the one doing the talking!
I haven't gotten to know you well enough to be brothers.
However, Qiye couldn't help but feel sad in his heart: He has always been alone, without a father, a mother, and no worries. I wonder what it feels like to have a brother?
Sensing that Qiye seemed to be in a low mood, Xiaowangshu closed his mouth knowingly.
While chatting with Qiye, although the other party didn't say much, Xiao Wangshu could vaguely feel that Qiye seemed to be a person with stories.
He knew how to observe words and emotions. From Qiye's every move when he opened the door and his calm and alert words, he could feel that the young man in front of him seemed to have a maturity that should not appear at his age.
And this kind of familiarity and stability is something that an eight or nine-year-old child simply doesn't have. It also means that the other party must have experienced many difficulties that ordinary people can't imagine.
After watching Qi Ye fall asleep as if in a blink of an eye, Xiao Wangshu grinned helplessly, used his arms as a pillow, and closed his eyes to sleep peacefully.
On the other side, Qiye just closed his eyes and fell asleep. Although the laughing young master did not show any malice, he must not have the intention of harming others and must be defensive.
He did not dare to relax at all, so he did not use the Hunyuan Refining Realm to practice tonight for Qiye.
Because once you sink into the Hunyuan Refining Realm, your body and five senses will be shielded, and you will not be able to detect any disturbance from the outside world. If someone has evil intentions to harm you, wouldn't it be like letting them slaughter you?
Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the unexpected, and be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years.
Naturally, Qiye understands this truth very thoroughly. After all, he has never let down his precautions and vigilance from the Jianghu experience in his memory.
A light night's sleep, the sky is clear and the air is clear.
Xiao Wangshu got up early and started practicing his sword in the small courtyard.
Swish, swish, swish... The sword whirred through the wind, dripping with cold light and radiating sharp edges.
The step-by-step process of learning swordsmanship from shallow to deep includes: sword moves, sword posture, sword energy, sword intention, and sword way.
Sword moves create sword momentum, sword momentum condenses sword energy, and sword energy contains sword intent. Finally, sword intent sublimates into the way of the sword.
They are connected in one vein and complement each other.
Xiao Wangshu dances each move of a set of swordsmanship in a precise and orderly manner. An expert would be amazed if he saw it:
Unexpectedly, an eleven or twelve-year-old child could already move the sword and dance with ease and ease. I believe it won't be long before he can improve his sword skills.
While he was laughing and dancing with his sword, Qiye appeared at the door at some unknown time and had been quietly watching his sword dancing.
Even Qiye, who has the experience of three people, has to admit that it is rare for Xiao Wangshu to have such smooth and open-minded swordsmanship at such a young age.
"Brother Qi, wake up... I'm sorry to disturb your rest." A set of swordsmanship training was completed.
Xiao Wangshu put away his sword, looked at Qiye standing at the door and said with some embarrassment. He thought he was practicing sword dancing and woke others up.
"It's okay, I'm used to getting up early. Mr. Xiao, are you a sword cultivator?" Qiye glanced at the extraordinary sword in Xiao Wangshu's hand and guessed.
"Well, I am currently in the sixth level of junior level." Xiao Wangshu carefully wiped the sword in his hand and said slowly.
After hearing what he said, Qiye took a deep look,
This Xiao Wangshu was not only handsome and talented, but the sword in his hand also had a cold light and a sharp edge. Even the weakest person could tell that it was a precious sword.
The grade should be: middle grade Xuan Weapon. He is worthy of coming from a certain family. Even the weapons used by his descendants are so valuable.
A middle-grade mysterious weapon. Think about it, only the generals guarding the fifth-level common city possess such weapons.
Moreover, this Young Master Xiao, who was several years older than himself, not only had excellent swordsmanship, but also had outstanding strength and talent.
Being able to reach the sixth level of junior level at the age of twelve is considered a very talented person.
In the future, it is very likely to reach the 'war level' before the age of eighteen, and most disciples with ordinary qualifications will only be around the fourth level of junior level by the age of twelve.
Such a comparison shows the talent and strength of Xiao Wangshu.
In this world, if one were to describe a person's level of talent in detail, they would be divided from low to high:
Stupid, mediocre, smart, talented, prodigy, outstanding, genius, genius, evildoer.
Thinking of this, Qiye couldn't help but laugh:
It's really annoying to compare people to each other. This Xiao Wangshu is really the darling of God. Not only is he talented and handsome, but he also has a prominent family background, and he even has such superb swordsmanship.
What's more, he didn't expect that even his strength and talent were enviable. God really gave him all the beautiful things in the world.
After looking at others, look at yourself. You have had no father or mother since you were a child, and you have experienced all the sufferings in the world. They had nothing to eat, no clothes to protect them from the cold, and were whipped every day.
If it weren't for the master's teachings that saved him from fire and water, I'm afraid he would have been buried in the cliff of the mining camp, or buried under the ice and snow in the Far East.
Where is the freedom of liberation at this moment...
"What are you thinking about, little brother Ah Qi?" Seeing Qi Ye's stunned expression, Xiao Wangshu asked with concern.
"No, it's nothing..." Qiye came back to his senses and replied.
"Oh, I can feel that little brother doesn't have any spiritual energy in his body. Is it possible that little brother hasn't opened his spiritual energy yet?" Xiao Wangshu continued to ask.
"Well, I'm just an ordinary farmer's boy, so naturally I haven't had the chance to open my spirit yet. I came here to participate in the Three Sects Recruitment this time just to try my luck..."
Qiye didn't blush, didn't breath, and didn't have any turmoil in his heart. He said with an honest face. Hear it and believe it.
"I see..." Although Qiye said it so casually, Xiao Wangshu still had a hint of suspicion.
But seeing Ah Qiyi dressed in rustic clothes, it didn't look like he was lying.
"Um...it's still some time before the three sects gather together. It's rare to have such a chat with us. Brother Qi won't mind if Xiao bothers you here for a few more days, right?"
While the two were chatting, Xiao Wangshu changed the topic and suddenly raised the topic.
"No, since Mr. Xiao wants to stay a few more days, then just stay a few more days..." Qiye smiled politely and responded.
But I was also a little puzzled: it was really strange that a rich young man wanted to live in this shabby house instead of finding a comfortable inn.
Then I thought about how I couldn't practice these days, and I couldn't help but feel a little reluctant in my heart, but it didn't show on my face.
