In the past few days, the wind and snow silver city has been very lively.

The sword meeting is about to be held, and many young people from all over the world, whether they are cultivating swords or learning swords, or most of the non-line disciples admire the name of the city lord of Fengxue Silver City, and hope that the sword will see the true face, if there is an opportunity, they can also steal a sword and a half sword and use it for life.

This includes many young handsome people on the new list.

However, there are always exceptions.

For example, today's Heavenly Sword entering the city is an exception.

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It was a crane-haired old man walking on the main street of the Wind and Snow Silver City.

He was dressed plainly, his figure was burly and straight, and he did not feel old and old at all when he walked in the wind and snow.

He is like a veteran general who has been on the battlefield for a long time, his breath is calm, his eyes are deep, and every step is not light or heavy, and he is very rhythmic.

However, if you have a careful look, you will find that none of the snowflakes flying in the sky dare to fall on that figure, and all the snowflakes will be quietly shattered three feet away, as if they were chopped by an invisible knife.

Pieces!

Silently!

But he walked on the lively streets that were not affected by the wind and snow in the slightest, but in the crowd of people who came and went, he was as ordinary as ordinary people in the rivers and lakes.

The old man is the sword of heaven and a thousand catastrophes!

It is not the first time that Tiandao has set foot in the White Mansion Gate of the Dayan Empire, but it is the first time that he has come to the Silver City, which has not changed for ten years in the wind and snow.

His eyes were full of blue, the ice and snow were cold, and he felt a little strange.

Common sense says that in the ten years when there were no saints in the world, the ten heavenly manifestations should have been retreated, and they should have taken this opportunity to break the last barrier that had hindered their vision for many years in the middle of the six-character gate, and entered the realm of true saints, provoking the pillars of the world.

But Tiandao has never been able to let go of a distracting thought in his heart.

It's a distraction, it's also an obsession, an obsession burdened by fame!

After ten years of thinking about it, he finally decided to come here for a walk, hoping to cut off the only troubles left in the rest of his life and take the last step to put on the holy clothes.

Broken Thousand Tribulations looked up at the clean plaque.

Knife Inn.

He entered the inn with the same expression, and the back seemed to instantly return to many years ago, when the young man carried a knife and broke into the rivers and lakes.

"Little Er, let's have a bowl of noodles. The old man found a lively place in the inn and sat down.

A cursory glance at the surroundings was full of people from the rivers and lakes with swords and swords. Fancy costumes, all kinds of accents.

The old man with crane hair was not surprised, thinking that in the name of that junior for nearly ten years, it would be reasonable to attract so many strange people and strange people to observe the sword.

"We have Yangchun noodles, beef noodles, and fast knife noodles here, which one does the old gentleman want?" Most of the people in and out of the knife inn are Jianghu customers, and the shopkeeper has his own eyesight, and he does not dare to slack off no matter how the guests rest.

"What is a quick knife noodle?" the crane-haired old man was slightly surprised. Although I haven't walked the rivers and lakes for many years, I really haven't heard of the name of Kuaidaomen.

"The old gentleman doesn't know. There is a new chef in our inn, and the two-handed knife makes the noodles cut out by his knives...... Tsk, little two, I ......"

"Let's have a bowl of noodles and put more chopped green onions. "The chef makes double knives, but it is a strange thing that is rarely heard of, and it is rare for the old man with crane hair to enter the rivers and lakes, and he also wants to get a touch of the long-lost market atmosphere.

"Okay! The old gentleman will be here in a moment. ”

After a while, a bowl of hot noodles was served.

"Sir, you use it slowly. The shopkeeper wiped his hands and stood aside.

The crane-haired old man was not in a hurry to eat noodles.

Instead, he took a deep look at the bowl of fast knife noodles, and there was a rare flash of light in his deep eyes, and he couldn't help but whisper a good knife.

The shopkeeper was puzzled.

Thinking that this fast knife noodles have been sold for many days, many customers can't help but praise the good noodles after entering the mouth, and it is the first time they have heard someone say that they are good knives.

"The old gentleman can make a knife?" asked the shopkeeper tentatively.

"Cutting firewood for decades is not a knife. The crane-haired old man stroked his beard and smiled.

"The old gentleman is not a local, is he?"

"The small people in the mountains and fields dozens of miles away, I heard that there is a grand event in our silver city, and I want to come to see the unparalleled demeanor of the city lord before entering the coffin. ”

"The old gentleman is right this time!" Hearing the name of the city lord, Xiao Er was immediately excited.

"Oh?" the crane-haired old man pulled out his chopsticks and smiled.

"Who in the world makes swords and swords, who doesn't want to see the romance of our city lord? Although this sword meeting is nominally a mentoring and exchange between the younger generations of the rivers and lakes, I dare to guarantee that those famous sword families like the Sword Pavilion Broken Family Beixue Mountain Villa must have countless eyeliners who have already entered this silver city. ”

The second brother swore and added: "Maybe the old Heavenly Dao of the broken family is squatting in this inn." ”

The old man with crane hair, who has not had such a state of mind for many years, laughed heartily when he heard this: "The little second brother has extraordinary eyesight, ......"

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"How's it going?"

At the other end of the street, Ning Zhemei and several guards followed, and the dusty Jiang Manlou looked at a guard in disguise in front of him and asked anxiously.

"Back to the mountain master, he entered an inn. When the guard saw the salute, he hurried to follow.

"Inn, which inn?" Jiang Manlou frowned slightly.

"Knife Inn. ”

"Is it famous?" Jiang Manlou walked in a hurry.

"There are many inns like this in Yincheng, but in recent days, the inn has come to a chef who can make double knives, and the original fast knife noodles have an excellent reputation in the market. ”

"Who is the chef, have you ever found out his identity?" Jiang Manlou asked.

"There is no way to find out! The Lord Commander had secretly observed the man's habit of wielding a sword, and said that it seemed to be from the north. ”

"Isn't the Northern Sword from the Northern Snow Villa?" Jiang Manlou was even more surprised. In recent years, the rivers and lakes have rarely heard of the names of the four major mountain villas, and if it weren't for the mention of the North Knife, he would have almost forgotten it.

"The Archon is only suspicious, and there is no definite evidence. ”

"What is he doing at the inn?" Jiang Manlou asked again.

"He asked for a bowl of noodles. ”

Jiang Manlou stopped.

He looked at the guard in disbelief.

Asked for a bowl of noodles?

Ranked among the Ten Heavenly Manifestations, the dignified Heavenly Sword Lord, who has a rare opponent in the world, came from thousands of miles to the Wind and Snow Silver City just to eat a bowl of noodles?

Where is this?

Looking up, not far away was the knife inn where the old man with crane hair stayed, Jiang Manlou ordered: "Brother Ning and you should retreat for the time being, since people have not shown hostility, we must not lose our courtesy." ”

Ning Zhemei was a little worried and said, "But ......"

Jiang Manlou patted Ning Zhemei on the shoulder: "Don't worry! The Heavenly Sword has no grudges with me in the past, and there is no enmity in the near future, so you won't take my sacrificial knife." ”

......

Jiang Manlou entered the inn alone.

It is also a knife inn.

The inn was overcrowded, but he still saw the tall back of the knife for the first time.

He chose a table and sat down.

A table facing the old man with crane hair.

He took out a piece of gold, and the shopkeeper changed the place for the two guests at the table with great interest.

After cleaning the table that only Jiang Manlou monopolized, the master of Tibing Mountain called: "Xiao Er, a bowl of quick knife noodles." ”

(PS: This chapter is Loulan's favorite chapter, Tiandao entered the city and asked for a bowl of noodles.) Hey, interesting. ）