Chapter Seventy-Three: The Old Man in the Little Teahouse

Nangong Shangqing paused and explained: "Because for ten thousand years, the Kyushu Continent has been too comfortable, ten thousand years of unification, ten thousand years of peace, only the struggle between these families, and occasionally small wars between families, which have caused us to regress, the human race is even more inferior to the era of the human and demon war ten thousand years ago, and for ten thousand years, even though there have been various sects and families rising, they cannot be compared with the ancient families of the year!"

With a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, he laughed at himself: "It's a shame to say, even the Nangong clan is a lot inferior compared to ten thousand years ago, not to mention surpassing the ancestors in swordsmanship, now the Kyushu Continent is no longer as strong as it was back then, on the contrary, today's Kunlun Mountain and Shu Mountain are becoming more and more powerful, they may be the most powerful martial arts holy land of the human race now, especially in the way of the sword, they are afraid that they have reached the peak of the realm." ”

Fang Lanfeng asked in surprise: "Kunlun Mountain and Shu Mountain are quite famous, I have always heard of them, but they rarely appear in the Kyushu Continent, and almost no one has really fought with them. Is it really that powerful?"

Fang Weilan also asked in surprise: "Yes, I have always heard of it, but I haven't seen it with my own eyes." Fang Qingsong listened silently on the side.

Nangong Shangqing continued: "In the first battle of the opening battle of the Kunlun Mountain Human and Demon War, I went to support Kunlun Mountain, and I have seen many strong people of the Kunlun Mountain Sect, which are indeed very strong, completely surpassing the six major sects of the Kyushu Continent, maybe everyone may be in the same realm of cultivation, but the strength is far inferior." ”

"Although Shu Mountain has not seen it with my own eyes, but it can be as famous as Kunlun Mountain, it is conceivable that its strength must be extraordinary, whether it is Kunlun Mountain, or Shu Mountain, they have been concentrating on cultivation for thousands of years, away from secular disputes, concentrating on the cultivation of martial arts, the perception of martial arts, the exploration of martial arts, must be far beyond us, even though the strong people of the Kyushu Continent are almost the same in the realm of cultivation, but once they fight, you will understand the gap!"

Fang Lanfeng said curiously: "The gap is so big, it's a pity that Kunlun Mountain has completely turned into a heavenly pillar, and the entire mountains and mountains are completely frozen, I'm afraid that all the sects in Kunlun Mountain will never see the light of day again, and if you have the opportunity in the future, you must go to Shu Mountain to have a look and have a good look!"

Fang Weilan also sighed: "Indeed, I am also very curious when I hear it like this, I am especially looking forward to going to Kunlun Mountain to see, and I want to go to Shushan to see it, I have only heard some rumors before, but I never thought it would be so powerful!"

Fang Lanfeng continued: "That's it, that's it, we're all about to become frogs at the bottom of the well, if it weren't for this Kunlun Mountain Human and Demon War, we would all think that we would be invincible." ”

Fang Weilan sighed: "How can it be so exaggerated, but these families in the Kyushu Continent, I'm afraid they never thought that the Demon Domain would attack again, and the Human Race was almost defeated, I really can't imagine if the Demon King and the Demon Beast Legion of the Demon Domain stepped into the Kyushu Continent, it would be a tragic situation!"

Fang Qingsong didn't speak, but his eyes revealed a very strong desire, maybe he hadn't noticed that since his father Fang Jianluo passed away, he had subtly changed himself, he seemed to be beginning to understand his father Fang Jianluo, and he could understand the feeling of carrying the hope of the entire family even more. After all, his father Fang Jianluo, who has only lived for the pursuit of kendo all his life, used to be very reluctant to learn swords, and even more disgusted to be like his father, like a sword idiot, he doesn't care about anything else, and is completely addicted to his own world, but at this moment, he already knows that it is the responsibility of the family, and he secretly swears in his heart that he must comprehend the fourteenth sword of the thirteen swords of the Shenmen and complete his father's lifelong pursuit!

Nangong Shangqing smiled bitterly: "Lan Feng is right, if there was no battle between humans and demons in Kunlun Mountain, I used to think that in the way of the sword, I would definitely be the leader of the younger generation, but after this battle, I realized how small I was, and my previous self was too arrogant." ”

A lot of pictures flashed in his heart at once, whether it was the many sect masters in Kunlun Mountain, or the mysterious black shadow, in their eyes, he was probably just an ordinary sword learner.

Fang Lanfeng looked at Nangong Shangqing, he was actually in a daze, and seemed to have a faint look of pain, maybe it evoked some unforgettable experience, she was very curious, but she couldn't speak.

"... Lying... Suddenly, there was a burst of applause in the thatched house, it turned out to be the old man from the small teahouse, he walked out slowly with a smile on his face, and looked at the little brothers with a refreshing look.

He smiled heartily and said, "This little brother's opinion is really interesting! He walked to the table with a teapot and added a cup of tea to each person, and the faint fragrance of tea wafted out, which was particularly fresh.

Fang Weilan's three siblings were slightly surprised, it was strange how such an old man who ran a small teahouse in a small mountain town could pay attention to the issues they were discussing. Nangong Shangqing looked indifferent, he stared at the old man for a while, and seemed to have found something.

Fang Weilan replied: "Old man, do you also have any research on kendo?!"

The old man looked at him with a smile and replied: "I know a little bit about it, I want to come to the Kyushu Continent, but anyone who uses a sword must know your Nangong clan and Fang clan, but this Kunlun Mountain and Shu Mountain, although I have heard of it, I have never seen it." The old man, who was originally depressed, talked about things related to the sword, and his expression changed greatly, and he seemed to be particularly energetic.

Nangong Shangqing took over and said, "The predecessor should also be a person who uses a sword, how can he open a small teahouse here?"

The old man turned around, stared at Nangong Shangqing carefully, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and laughed loudly: "Yes, when I was young, I used to be a person who used a sword, but now I am just an old man who does chores in this small teahouse." ”

The old man seemed to have opened the conversation, and then said: "As you said, the Kyushu continent has been too stable for 10,000 years, so that there are no strong winds and waves, everyone thinks that this world is peaceful, and there will be no more major wars, but they are happy to fight, in the martial arts, in the way of the sword, it has completely declined, and it has gradually lost the true meaning of the ancient times!"

Nangong Shangqing deeply agreed, nodded and said: "What the predecessors said is exact, but after a battle, the human race will definitely change." ”

Fang Lanfeng smiled without thinking and said, "With us, we will definitely be able to make the sword path go all the way and return to the peak of the ancient era!"

Fang Weilan shook his head embarrassedly, there was really nothing he could do with his sister's cute features, Fang Qingsong covered his mouth on the side, snickering.

The old man continued with a smile: "Little girl, you have ambition! You should go to participate in the Yuwu Nine Classics, right? Look at the age should almost meet the requirements, young is good, I really envy you!"

Nangong Shangqing replied with a respectful face: "What the predecessor said is that we are indeed going to Yuzhou Xia City!"

The old man nodded and said: "I'm afraid this year's Yuwu Jiudian will be more interesting than before, I don't know how many heroes hidden in the Kyushu Continent gather, the old man really wants to see the style, but unfortunately he can't be separated, and he can only listen to the news from all walks of life when the time comes." ”

Fang Lanfeng said with a smile: "Then you can wait for us to come back, it is estimated that we will pass by here and tell you about it then!"

The old man laughed: "Okay, the old man is waiting for you to come back!"

Before the time had passed, the scorching sun was setting westward, and a cold wind was blowing, and the wind blew in front of the thatched house, and the signature canvas fluttered back and forth, as if there would be heavy rain at night.

Nangong Shangqing and the three Fang brothers and sisters waved goodbye to the old man, and immediately hurried towards the town ahead. The old man watched them leave with a smile on his face, as if he remembered his younger self.