Zhao Hong returned the sword into the sheath and handed it to Cangyun. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Cangyun is accustomed to seeing artifacts, and he has to praise a good sword when he sees Wuyue, at first glance, Wuyue is simple and unremarkable, but under a closer look, it can be seen that the body of Wuyue's sword is full of fine lin-like lines, and there is an indescribable charm in the sword, the sword is a divine product, and the person who casts the sword is even more amazing.

The sword is three feet seven long and weighs seventeen pounds and eight taels.

Cangyun waved twice, and found an incredible fact, that is, there is no moon, seventeen catties and eight taels, it is too heavy, and it is extremely difficult for him to swing the sword, let alone perform swordsmanship or even against the enemy?

Cangyun's heart was turbulent, but his face did not change, and he returned the sheath without a moon steadily: "It seems that it is not suitable to dance the sword today, let me talk about my views on martial arts?"

Although Bei Ming Zheng and the others were slightly disappointed, it was rare for Cangyun to be willing to teach the mental method.

Cangyun regretted it after he opened his mouth, where did he know martial arts? It was all a mortal thing, Cangyun disdained to look at it, what should I say now?

Cang Yun's heart was full of thoughts, and his steps were heavy.

In the eyes of Zhao Hong, Bei Mingzheng and others, it was a transcendent calmness.

Cangyun finally returned to his seat and sat upright.

Zhao Hong and the others held their breath and concentrated, although Huang Erniu was a little excited to drink, he was also a little curious about what Cangyun could say at this moment.

Cang Yun's heart was horizontal: "I believe that you already know the ordinary martial arts principles, so I will tell you some of my recent experiences in cultivation." ”

Cangyun started directly from the high-level rune path, and took the rune culture as the route of the exercise.

Zhao Hong and Bei Mingzheng are both masters of the top ranks in the contemporary platoon, but listening to Cangyun's long speech, they can only say that the clouds are foggy, and they are mysterious and mysterious.

Cangyun soon found his senses, and his mouth was like a river.

Zhao Hong secretly pulled Bei Mingzheng's sleeve: "Master, how much do you understand?"

Bei Ming Zheng frowned: "Your Highness, old and decayed, you can only understand fifty percent." ”

In fact, Beiming was bragging, and even guessed, with his deep understanding of martial arts, he could only guess what Cangyun meant by the two percent of the content.

Zhao Hong was overjoyed when she heard this: "Yes, Master, I can only understand Sancheng, your old man has time to tell me about it." ”

Beiming Zhengzhi said: "Listen attentively to the lecture of Cangyun Hero." ”

Huang Erniu listened to it with relish, and many problems in cultivation suddenly became clear. Cangyun's lecture came to an end, Huang Erniu got up with three points of wine, clapped his hands and applauded: "Brother Cangyun said well, it is worthy of being accurate, and it is worthy of being my brother!"

Zhao Hong and the others looked at each other, and could only clap their hands along, otherwise it seemed that they didn't understand. Cangyun touched himself, and it seemed that what he was talking about was really in simple terms, going deep into the hearts of students, and answering questions for students.

I don't know where Cangyun's self-confidence comes from.

In the end, the wine game ended with Xu Ping drinking too much and smashing a jar on Zhao Hong's head.

Cangyun was not drunk, but thought about the path he was going to take, and he was so confused. Leaving Huang Erniu at the border is also to give Erniu a chance to be safe. The Great Yan Empire is strong, and foreign barbarians dare not attack easily, Huang Erniu should not worry about his life, this is the only thing Cangyun can do.

When will it be safe?

Cangyun didn't know.

It's just that Cangyun knows that if he doesn't leave, there will always be a time to show his stuffing, which will cause a lot of trouble.

Early the next morning, Cangyun and Huang Erniu stood at the head of the city.

"Brother Cangyun, you don't go to the mainland, but you want to go to the Western Regions?" Huang Erniu was very puzzled.

Cang Yun saw that the soldiers on the left and right were standing far away, and said in a low voice: "Yes, if I act in the Great Yan Empire, I will definitely be monitored by Zhao Hong, and it is inevitable that I will discover my details and know that you and I are rootless people." Only by hiding in the deep mountains and old forests can I avoid Zhao Hong's eyeliner, but I don't have the ability to survive alone now. ”

Huang Erniu's eyebrows were upside down: "He still dares to be unfavorable to you? ”

Cangyun said: "That's not the case, Zhao Hong will become a generation of Ming Jun, you can assist him well, wait for my news." ”

Huang Erniu was reluctant to give up: "Brother Cangyun, I heard that the Western Regions are very chaotic, you, now you don't have martial arts, just in case,"

Cang Yun smiled: "In this world, ordinary people without martial arts account for the majority, and they can all survive, why can't I?" It's just that we are used to power, and now once we lose it, we are not used to it, this world, what we need is order." ”

Cangyun stopped suddenly.

Huang Erniu was stunned when he saw Cangyun: "Brother Cangyun, what's wrong?"

Cangyun shook his head and muttered: "Order, order, order is the supreme, there is some truth." Erniu, I'm leaving, you take care of yourself. ”

Huang Erniu pinched Cangyun's shoulder hard: "Brother Cangyun, have you brought all the golden leaves?"

Cangyun said: "It's all close to me, and while Zhao Hong didn't find out, I left." ”

Huang Erniu's heart was sour: "Okay, come here!"

Several soldiers immediately ran over: "General, what are your orders?"

"My brother Cangyun is leaving, open the city gate!" Huang Erniu said.

"Yes!"

With the opening of the city gate, the people and merchants who were waiting to enter the city were slightly surprised, and opened the city gate for an hour this morning, but they didn't ask much, it is better to be able to enter the city than to wait stupidly outside the city.

In the flow of people entering the city, Cangyun carried Wuyue on his back and took a bamboo hat to walk out of Guangming City and towards the direction of the Western Regions. As long as you walk for three days, out of the border of Kengjiang City, it is no longer the territory of the Great Yan Empire, but the vast world of the Western Regions that is basically not managed by the state, there are dozens of small countries, each small country can only effectively govern a small area of land, and there are also towns in the area between many countries, for pedestrians, business travel, accommodation and trading, but the order in those towns is all maintained by the rules set by the city lord, as well as the city lord's personal force and private army. Therefore, the environment of the town is uneven, the city lord yearns for peace, the town is stable, and the city lord yearns for freedom, the town is chaotic.

Towns have their own characteristics, all have a reason for existence, peaceful towns everyone lives at ease, easy not to violate the rules set by the city lord, while the more chaotic towns are mixed, there are many heavy treasures in the underground black market trading, in the black market, you may encounter unexpected treasures, or people.

Cangyun had heard a little about the countries of the Western Regions, but it was far from familiar. Cangyun wanted to travel with the caravan first, find a relatively stable town, and after getting rid of all surveillance, buy a mansion, find a martial artist to take him to the entrance, and then cultivate quietly. With his own swordsmanship, as well as his understanding of the way of heaven, Cang Yun is confident that he will become a generation of masters in just a few years.

Many caravans set off from Guangming City and marched towards the Western Regions, and soon several caravans overtook Cangyun, watching the bustling crowd coming and going, Cangyun enjoyed the sunshine, left behind the troubles in his heart, and did not recall Huang Erniu's wave of his hand at the head of the city, and strode forward.

This kind of down-to-earth, step-by-step memory is too long.

The real makes Cangyun feel unreal.

From time to time, there are cavalry patrols of the Great Yan Empire to maintain order, stop and go, and find a hotel to rest in Cangyun at night.

It wasn't until the evening of the third day that Cangyun entered Kengjiang City.

The scale of Kengjiang City is far smaller than that of Guangming City, many business travelers set up tents outside Kengjiang City in order to save money, and many caravans are stationed outside the city. The garrison area outside the city is also lively at night, developing night markets, casinos, entertainment venues, etc., if you have money, you can enjoy the treatment as much as in Kengjiang City.

Cangyun was alone, and he didn't have such a burden as a tent, so he found a good hotel in Kengjiang City, asked for an upper room to live in, and that night, he felt bored and went to an open tavern on the street to drink.

There were not many customers in the tavern, the lights were dim, Cangyun found a table facing the street, and asked for a few snacks and two pots of old wine.

The side dishes are not delicious, and the wine is not even sweet.

The taste that has not been tasted for a long time evokes many memories of Cangyun.

There are so many memories.

Dignified quasi-respect, with no mana, as a mortal, in a dilapidated tavern in the mortal world, drinking the wine brewed by mortals, I don't know how the cultivators of the upper realm will feel if they know it.

It wasn't until late at night that Cangyun returned to the inn room, and fell asleep with a bit of alcohol.

The next day, if Xiao Er hadn't come in and asked Cangyun to get up, Cangyun would have slept directly until noon. Cangyun found that he needed to regain the experience he needed to follow as a mortal life, and he needed to follow the law of day and night.

With a slight headache, Cangyun continued on the road, his feet heavy, his body tired, and the exhaustion of the mortal womb tormented Cangyun.

The land at the feet of Cangyun no longer belongs to the Great Yan Empire, Cangyun only cares about his own headaches, and does not notice that the temperament of pedestrians has quietly changed, and the originally enthusiastic people begin to become indifferent and cautious, no longer talking to people they don't know at will, and they don't want to reveal their itinerary and identity too much. Only the big caravans were still laughing and talking.

In the evening, Cangyun basically woke up, but found that he could not see the shadow of the city at all, and the number of caravans was very sparse, and the caravan with fast feet had left Cangyun and other walkers far behind. Cangyun saw that many people around him began to prepare for camping.

Cangyun felt like he was standing there like a fool.

When I was in the general's palace, there were servants to serve, and the feeling of helplessness was not as strong as it was.

Facing the vast night sky, ordinary people busy preparing for accommodation, Cangyun felt for the first time that he might have made a very wrong decision. In retrospect, Cangyun had never been so bleak even when he was at his weakest, at least there was Fu Dao to accompany Cangyun, so that Cangyun could eat well and sleep warmly.

And now the moonless behind the clouds looks particularly cold and heavy in the night wind.

"Young man, why are you standing there by yourself?" An old man in plain clothes set up a tent on the side of the road, lit a bonfire, and was about to eat some dry food to satisfy his hunger and rest, when he saw Cangyun standing in the middle of the road in a daze, he stepped forward and asked.

Cangyun was a little embarrassed: "This, I, it's okay." ”

The old man smiled: "Young man, it's the first time you come out to walk the rivers and lakes, come on, I still have some dry food." ”

Cangyun was quite moved, and came to the old man's tent, saying that it was a tent, but it was just a piece of cloth supported by a few wooden sticks, but it was better than sleeping in the open.

"Young man, you have no experience at first glance, did you only bring money and not dry food?" asked the old man.

Cangyun had to nod: "I thought I would be able to go to the next town today, but I didn't expect to oversleep." ”

The old man smiled kindly and said: "You young people, always think about things too simply, and refuse to endure hardships, the next city you said is Xiaoye City, indeed, go faster, you can reach it today." Not much to say, eat some dry food, you can support it tomorrow, although you have money to go out steadily, it is not omnipotent. ”

Cangyun smiled bitterly, being educated by an old man who didn't know how many years younger than himself, he still said that Cangyun had to obey the truth, Cangyun had mixed hearts.

Surrounded by sparse tents, bright and extinguished bonfires, and travelers rushing to their own journeys.

The starry sky is bright, and the clouds are full of joy.

After eating the old man's dry food, tiredness hit Cangyun, and Cangyun's eyelids sank: "When you leave tomorrow morning, give him a golden leaf." ”

Early morning.

Cangyun was refreshed, sat up, stretched his waist, found that his body was much lighter, and took a deep breath.

After a short pause.

"What about Lao Tzu's sword?"