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It was raining outside, and one or two people walked by on the damp ground from time to time. These people, without exception, wore thick black waterproof cloaks, their steps were hurried, and their faces were deeply hidden in the darkness.

This is a dilapidated courtyard located on the outskirts of Xianyang, which was originally a workshop. But the owner of the workshop is long gone. It is in disrepair and dilapidated, and it seems that only a slightly louder gust of wind blows will make it unbearable and collapse.

The suburbs of Xianyang are not as good as those in the city, and both the health and the environment are very different from the city of Xianyang.

There are slaves who have lost their status and property for various reasons, there are low-class prostitutes who can ~harmonious~ with only one loaf of bread, there are thieves, robbers and even killer assassins.

Nine streams are mixed, and all kinds of dark forces are intertwined here. Because of this, it is also the best place to hide from others.

The road in front of the workshop was originally less crowded, but tonight it was a bit bustling.

From the creaking wooden door, follow the path paved with fine sand to the main house in the courtyard.

Inside, just a few candles were symbolically lit, barely bringing a little light to the room.

More than a dozen people were bustling in this small room, but at the same time, each of them kept a certain distance from the other, full of wariness of each other.

Until, a man in black walked in.

Taking off his dripping cloak, this is an old man in a white robe. The wrinkles on his face are dense and terrifying.

"I'm sorry guys. I'm late. ”

The old man walked to the center of the room and faced the dozen or so people in the room. Began to chair the meeting.

"The people who can evade the Shadow Guards, the Iron Eagle Warriors, and even the minions of the Qin State who are able to snare these are all swordsmen with high skills. That's what we're here to do. ”

The old man paused, his eyes scanning the crowd present, most of whom had indifferent expressions. There was only one teenager, and he was laughing.

In this place where the painting style is generally gloomy, the young man's smile is like a ray of sunlight shining into the dark abyss, making the old man feel inexplicably afraid.

That's right. It's fear!

The old man has been through the wind and frost, has seen countless swordsmen and killers with high skills, and has also experienced countless dangerous and bloody scenes. But he had never seen a person who could laugh like the young man in front of him, in this environment full of masters and murderous spirit. What does this mean? The old man didn't know. Everything that is beyond one's control will make the old man feel bored and frightened.

The old man pressed the feelings in his heart and continued: "Okay, don't talk much, everyone must know it in their hearts. For the purpose of this time. Someone gave 50,000 gold and won the head of Ying Ziyi. ”

"Hahahaha!" An abrupt laugh rang out, and the old man's heart was beating suddenly, and the source of this voice was the unstable factor that the young man, the old man, had identified in his heart.

The boy succeeded in attracting everyone's attention. I saw him say triumphantly: "The fourteenth prince of Great Qin, the head of Anxi Jun Yingziyi is only worth 50,000 gold, what a big joke." ”

"That's right. Of course, 50,000 gold alone is not worth it, but. This time, the buyer came up with another thing. I believe you must be interested. ”

Everyone focused their eyes on the old man, and saw that he took out something from his sleeve.

It's a small box. As for what's inside, the old man sold it for the time being.

"As we all know, the Yin-Yang family separated from Taoism five hundred years ago, and the sword went sideways, creating a lot of tricks that make people feel incredible. This includes the art of pharmaceuticals. In addition to the legendary unhearable elixir, this box contains what mortals like us dream of. ”

Most of the people in the room gasped, and judging from the old man's tone, there was no doubt that it was a real pill.

A legendary priceless treasure. Even in that mastery, mysterious Yin and Yang family, it is also an extremely rare treasure. It is rumored that Yun Zhongjun, one of the five elders of the Yin and Yang Family, will fail nine hundred and ninety-nine times in a thousand times for the refining of the True Man Pill. And the only time that succeeded was that the refinement was only a low-grade pill that barely became a pill.

"There is only one True Man Pill, and whoever can bring the head of the thief to me will be able to get this priceless treasure."

"Hahahaha!" The sudden laughter sounded again, and it was the same boy just now.

During the conversation just now, the old man had been watching the young man.

The boy was laughing when everyone was aloof.

While everyone was amazed, the boy was still laughing.

Is it that funny? The old man thought so in his heart.

I only heard the young man say: "The real person pill is indeed expensive, but compared with the fourteenth prince of Great Qin, it is still not the same. ”

"You kid, are you a spy sent by the Qin State?"

Finally, someone couldn't help it and spoke angrily at this arrogant boy.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and there were already many people in the house who were dissatisfied with this kid. Some have even reached the short sword hidden in their sleeve, intending to kill a competitor first.

"Oops! I'm just telling the truth, just with you garbage, I'm afraid I won't even see Yingziyi's face, so I will be killed by the net first. ”

"What the hell do you want to do?" The old man said, with a warning in his tone, as if he was giving an ultimatum.

"To assassinate Ying Ziyi, I certainly don't want to die so early. But I'm still interested in real Dan. I was thinking, instead of you people going to die in vain and bothering people, it is better to let me solve it on the spot. You say, right! ”

"Kill!"

The young man's playful countenance, his uninhibited attitude, and his undoubted mocking words finally angered the old man. He was going to strike first. Remove this factor that makes him uneasy.

The killers in the house did it almost at the same time, but the next moment. Everyone found out that the boy was gone.

Is he a ghost?

This moment. Doubts ran into everyone's minds. Only the old man, he felt the breath of a teenager.

"On the rooftop."

Everyone looked up, and the young man was holding two swords, his feet hooked on the beams of the room, like a praying mantis, and the corners of his mouth were smiling.

The boy finally made a move, and his figure was strange, the scythe-like double swords had already harvested two heads in less than a moment.

It all happened anyway. The premonition in the old man's heart is becoming a reality step by step.

More than a dozen people in the room are all world-famous swordsmen. But no one could survive a few rounds under the hands of this unknown teenager.

Facing the slaughtered people, the old man did not have a trace of movement.

He just silently drew his saber and looked at the young man with his swords in his hands bent on his knees.

The boy smiled, "Are you finally going to make a move?" ”

"You seem to be waiting for this moment."

The old man's tone was deep, he was waiting, he was searching, as a swordsman, the feeling of life and death. This feeling has long been left behind by him.

Because, what the old man has to face is perhaps the most terrible crisis of his life.

"Kill. Or to be killed, this is the only choice for the swordsman. Life and death are the tests that every swordsman must go through. To live means to become stronger. Both for you. Or to me. Come on! I've been waiting for this moment for a long time. The boy was still smiling. He picked up the double swords in his hand and said to the old man.

"Come on!" The old man also said the same, and his heart burned with long-lost blood.

The confrontation between the young and the old was over in an instant. It's a life-and-death showdown. It doesn't need to be complicated and weird, and it doesn't need to be a strong internal force. A life-and-death showdown. It's pure strength.

Whoever is fast means victory. It means who will survive.

In this bet, the boy survived. However, the young man's smiling face was gone, and there was no trace of joy in victory. Some of them are just incredibly heavy.

"I thought that in the face of the world-famous swordsman in the past, Han Wushuang, one of the six masters around King Zhao, my kendo would improve, but I didn't expect that it would still be the same."

It's still the same! What is the difference, the young man glanced at the twin swords in his hand, which had already been filled with many gaps. Although they are also of high value and are made by the hands of famous artists, they still can't match their growing cultivation after all.

The young man sighed slightly, took the box from the old man's arms, and opened it.

"This is the real pill."

The boy played with this coveted real pill in his hand, like a child playing with his own toy. He had no intention of taking it. At least, not yet.

"Not good!"

The young man threw the real pill high, but suddenly felt a powerful aura outside the door.

The man was so fast, so fast that even a teenager didn't have time to react. Before the real pill fell, it was taken away by that person.

"Who is it?"

The boy didn't like this feeling very much, the feeling of being toyed with.

"Didn't you just say you wanted to kill me?"

The young man squinted his eyes and looked at the brocade-clothed child in front of him, "You are Yingziyi." ”

"Bold, our son's name is also what you can call." The one who spoke was a person with a lewd description, who was standing behind Ying Ziyi. The boy noticed that he was the one who had taken the True Pill from his hands.

"How did you notice this?"

"Joke, outside this Xianyang City, someone wants to take my head, shouldn't I know?"

Ying Ziyi's words were understandable, but the young man was speechless.

"What does Childe want?" The young man had already sensed that there were several powerful auras around this room, and he was surrounded!

Just when the young man was a little unable to advance or retreat, a pair of ancient swords were brought in by the waiter outside the door.

"Eight swords of the king of Yue, the dragon!"

The boy didn't even notice how excited he was when he said these words.

"When you take them, you give up who you were. From now on, you will be my sword slave. ”

"I promised!" Almost without hesitation, the young man took the double sword and agreed to Ying Ziyi's request.

In the empty house, the rest were scattered, only the monkey and Yingziyi.

The monkey snatched the real pill from the dragon and handed it to Yingziyi.

"Childe, we found out that this real person pill is not from the Yin and Yang family." The monkey replied.

Ying Ziyi played with the pill in his hand and said with a smile: "Of course, this is not from the Yin and Yang family, because this is not a real pill at all." ”

"What?"

"This is the Taoist Lichen Pill, which is extremely similar in appearance to the real Dan of the Yin and Yang Family. However, the medicinal use is somewhat different, and the efficacy is also stronger. As far as I know, within the two Taoist sects, the number of Lichen Dan is not much. And this one seems to be of the highest grade. ”

"Is it the Heavenly Sect or the Human Sect?" The monkey asked.

"Tianzong has no quarrel with the world, so he shouldn't be so ignorant of current affairs."

"Xiaoyaozi!"

This is a valley with green bamboos in the middle of the valley.

In front of a row of bamboo houses, a pair of young men and girls in Taoist uniforms held long swords and practiced swordsmanship. After all, these boys and girls can't escape the heart of a teenager, and occasionally there are people fighting.

It's just that among them, there is one person, her expression has been very focused from beginning to end, and she has been practicing swordsmanship for several hours.

The girl stepped on long boots, dressed in plain clothes, and her hair was tied in a bun with a simple wooden fork. Although her outfit is simple, it is difficult to hide her stunning appearance. The girl is like a peerless pearl, although it is impregnated by the turbid world, it can also shine in the world.

A little fragrant sweat wet the sideburns, Tuotuo's face was flushed, and there was a burst of fragrance on his body, and the girl's beautiful posture made the forgetfulness of the announcement twist for a while.

"Forget your worries, sister, the master called you to go."

"I see, thank you Senior Brother Forgetting!" Forget the worries and smile sweetly, seeing the young man's spring heart sprout, he stood on the spot.

It's just that when Wangsi turned around and left a little shyly, the girl's face changed and became very indifferent.

Forget worries slowly walked forward, along the way, she was thinking about countermeasures.

The road was short and long, and I finally came to the bamboo house.

In front of the house of the head of the Taoist sect, Xiaoyaozi.

The girl nervously pushed open the wooden door, and Xiaoyaozi was meditating cross-legged in the room, and her temperament was dusty. He opened his eyes, looked at the girl, and said, "You're here." ”

"Yes, master."

"Do you know what I mean by naming you Forget Your Worries?"

"Those who forget their worries will be difficult to leave the dust and abandon their home and country. But the disciples couldn't do it. The hatred of losing the country and destroying the family, I still remember how my mother died tragically under the Qin army in order to save me. Waking up every night, it is difficult for the disciples to sleep peacefully. Forget the worries, his eyes were red, he was crying, and he was complaining. After all, she is just a little girl who is not as good as cardamom, and in the face of this teacher who has rescued herself from danger, she unreservedly releases her own feelings.

"As a teacher, I know that things in the world are always easier said than done. As a teacher, I also know that you are extremely talented and resourceful. However, you will eventually be burdened by your brilliant qualifications, and you are still far from the way of the Tao. ”

The girl didn't understand the meaning of Xiaoyaozi's words, she wanted to say more, but she heard Xiaoyaozi say: "That's it! There will be a next time, the door rules will be disposed of. ”

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better! (To be continued.) )

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