Cheng Wu knelt on his knees in front of the gate of the Sword Spirit Gate, and on the ground in front of him was Xu An's black sword, his clothes were tattered, and his hair was still so sticky, and there was no image at all.

He had entered the city last night, that is to say, he had been kneeling here all night, the master of the Imperial Spirit Division told him that it was the best choice for him to enter the Sword Spirit Gate, Cheng Wu knew that what he said was right, it was difficult for a martial artist to stand out in those places that valued spiritual power cultivation, and he would not pay attention to it, so the Sword Spirit Gate naturally became his best destination.

He had seen the sword of the Sword Saint, and he felt that the Sword Spirit Gate was a great place, so in order to become stronger, he chose to kneel here and worship Ji Dongli as a teacher.

Ji Dongli founded the sect in order to cultivate disciples, but he has not had disciples for many years, and he just sits in the Hidden Sword Pavilion and quietly looks at those swords on weekdays.

He looked down on those who only had swords in their eyes, thinking that those people didn't understand what swords were, but slowly his eyes began to become only swords, which was ridiculous and pitiful, and no one could make him use swords.

He began to look forward to the day when Yang Hejiu came to Shangwu City, he looked down at the sword in front of him, it was Yang Hejiu's Star Shatter, and it was now a waste sword, but he believed that Yang Hejiu would definitely come.

The door opened, and a young disciple stepped out of it.

"Who is coming, and why are you kneeling here? The disciple opened the door and saw a strong man kneeling outside, and asked suspiciously, if it weren't for the black sword in front of Cheng Wu, I'm afraid this disciple would think that it was a man named Hanako who came to beg for food.

"Chengjia Village Chengwu, come to worship the Sword Saint as a teacher. Cheng Wu knelt there and spoke.

"Shizun has not confiscated apprentices for many years, so please go back. ”

Cheng Wu didn't speak again, still kneeling there.

Seeing this, the disciple didn't say anything more, took a broom from it and began to sweep the floor.

After a while, Cheng Wu heard the sound of sword practice coming from inside the door, and he could hear that there were not many disciples outside the door, and he also knew that the sentence that the disciple said just now that the Sword Saint had not accepted apprentices for a long time was true, but he was just unwilling.

"Master, there is a person kneeling outside who says he wants to worship you as a teacher, and he says his name is Chengwu. The disciple knelt outside the Hidden Sword Pavilion and said.

"Well, you go and practice your sword. Ji Dongli said simply.

"What about that person, do you want the disciple to drive him away?"

"No, give him food and water. Ji Dongli said after thinking for a while.

"Why?" the disciple replied with obvious surprise.

"Just do it. ”

"Yes, Master. ”

The disciple retreated, Ji Dongli stood up, and slowly walked to a large giant sword, he looked at the sword carefully, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

It was almost noon, and the disciples in the door gathered their swords and went to eat.

After a while, the disciple came out and brought food and water to Cheng Wu.

Cheng Wu knelt on the ground and gulped down the food in front of him, he hadn't eaten since noon yesterday, and it didn't look much worse than begging.

Xu An put some money in the shop, but Cheng Wu did not return to the shop, so he is now penniless.

"Don't be in a hurry, eat slowly. Seeing this, the disciple said.

"Thank you. Cheng Wu said.

"You're welcome, my name is Liu Xiaowen, and they all call me Little Mosquito. ”

"Hmm. Cheng Wu returned.

"Why do you want to be a teacher?" asked Liu Xiaowen.

"To be stronger. Cheng Wu returned.

"Then you must be going to do something very important when you become stronger. Liu Xiaowen thought about it and muttered to himself.

"It's important. Cheng Wu simply returned.

"Good luck. Liu Xiaowen packed up the dishes and chopsticks and walked towards the door.

.........

Now that it is about to get dark, Xu An and Li Wusheng are walking on a small road.

"We've been walking for a day, there's a city ahead, let's go in and rest." Li Wusheng followed behind Xu An and dragged his legs with difficulty and asked.

"How long will it take to go on like this?" asked Xu An after thinking about the distance he had come.

"When I came, I was afraid of getting lost, and I took the official road, which took two months, and now we are expected to be able to return to the capital in more than a month if we continue like this. Li Wusheng thought about it and returned.

"Well, let's go into town. "It took so long for Xu An to come, Xu An was still very anxious yesterday, but now he has a rough idea of the situation in Beiyang City, it is useless to be anxious, it is the same to go back early and go back late, and he can still accept the time problem.

"Anseong. Li Wusheng walked to the city gate and looked at the two big characters on it.

Entering the city is naturally to find a place to eat and sleep, Xu An and Li Wusheng are not the kind of people who don't take their bodies seriously, they eat when they are hungry and sleep when they are tired.

The two of them wandered around the city, because of the experience in Yaocheng, the two of them were not ready to find a big mansion to live in, so they came to a deserted temple, that is, it was deserted, naturally no one would live, and it was impossible for someone to poison themselves, what Xu An was afraid of was not a sneak attack, this was the benefit of reaching the psychic period, he was afraid of poison.

"There's a doctor's office, I'll ask. Li Wusheng stood in front of the temple and looked left and right, and saw a medical hall and said.

Now it is almost dark, an old man with gray hair and eyebrows is sitting at the entrance of the medical hall watching the sunset in the sky, the more he looks, the more he feels like he is looking at his own destiny, he quickly retracts his gaze and does not look at it anymore, turns his head to see a monk, and his mood is much better.

The two of them have no money, and they still use Li Wusheng's usual tricks, first fold their hands and salute and ask, and then say what they need, open the door to do business, you need it, and the boss of the family is naturally welcome, but he emphasized that he has no money.

It's okay if you don't have money, save the life and help the wounded, a monk who comes to heal the wound is naturally impossible to drive people out, and a small injury should be regarded as the kind that accumulates Buddha fate, and a big injury costs a lot of money? I'm sorry for you, we can't cure it, you better go to another house.

"What wound did this friend of yours have?" asked the old man, sitting at the door.

"My hand was cut by a knife, you can help me take a look. Li Wusheng returned.

"It's not a big injury, just stretch your hand out. The old man pondered for a while, and it didn't cost a lot of money to take some medicine, so it didn't hurt to take a look.

Although Xu An felt that this small injury was nothing to do, he didn't look at it for free, and tore off the strip of cloth on his hand for the old man to see.

The old man looked at the wound on Xu An's hand, then raised his head to look at Li Wusheng, then looked at Xu An, and after a while, he said angrily: "Your friend's injury can't be cured." ”

"Senior, take a closer look, can't this little injury be cured?" Li Wusheng also looked at Xu An's wound and asked.

Xu An's injury was not serious, and now that nearly a day has passed, the wound has begun to heal, but the old man said that it can't be cured?

"Take a good look at his wounds. The old man then said angrily.

"Isn't this wound all healed? Why can't it be cured?" Li Wusheng looked at Xu An's palm and asked even more strangely.

"How can you cure it when healed? You two are here to entertain my old man, aren't you?" said the old man, spitting.

I'm embarrassed to treat this little injury, and you're healed if you come a little later, and you're still looking at the doctor with a shy face?

"He's right, my injuries won't heal. Xu An said lightly.

Xu An's injuries really can't be cured.

"You are not very old, but you are full of sorrow. Children will be worried, I was also worried about this and that, and later I found out that it was just some empty sorrows, just forget about it. The old man became serious when he heard Xu An's words, and then looked at the sunset on the horizon and said.

"Do you know how to forget your sorrows?" asked Xu An.

"Why forget your sorrows? I can't answer this question, because I'm also worried now, when the sun is setting, and there is still time to rise again, my old bones are gone, but you can look at the child. The old man smiled bitterly, then pointed to the temple opposite.

Xu An turned around and found that there was indeed a young man walking slowly towards the temple as the old man said.

The young man was not very handsome, but he looked very attractive, he looked about the same age as Xu An, but the clothes he was wearing were much worse than Li Wusheng's, and the two shoes on his feet were even bigger and one small, and they were picked up from nowhere.

He held a broken bowl in his hand, not an end, but just one hand, and there was some change in the broken bowl, which seemed to be obtained by begging for food.

When he walked, some change fell on the ground, and the boy didn't notice it, he looked up at the sky for a while, and then looked down at the ground in front of him, and his mouth opened and closed, as if he was saying something, and he looked like he was scolding the sky.

Xu An took two steps forward and gradually could hear what he was talking about, all the young man said was some jerky swear words, not very skilled, as if he had just learned.

Xu An's eyes began to light up when he stared at this young man, when Mullanzhou entered the palace, he had seen Mullanzhou staring at him, and now his eyes staring at this young man were exactly the same as those of Mullanzhou back then.

"Who is this young man?" asked Xu An with some excitement.

"This child has been here for a long time, and that temple is his home, and no one knows who his father and mother are, and he lives by begging for food on weekdays, and I am a little ashamed to look at this child every day. The old man said.

Xu An knew what the old man meant by this, because he didn't see the four words of sadness on the young man's face.

"Why did he beg for food in the city instead of looking for a livelihood?" Xu An then asked.

"Big family?" the old man asked with bright eyes when he heard this.

"How can you see this?" asked Xu An, who was slightly stunned.

"There are a lot of children like him in the city who are begging for food, and there are also a lot of old people like me who go to beg for food, not because they don't want to find a livelihood, but because no one gives them this opportunity. The old man returned.

"Shouldn't opportunities be created by themselves?" Xu An asked.

"You're not wrong, but imagine if you were looking for a scholar, you would choose between a beggar or an educated child. If you are the owner of a rice shop and need someone to help you unload your goods, will you choose to find a strong man or someone as thin as him? The most important thing in this world is people, and it is not that they can't do many things, but that no one wants to teach them, and no one likes them. The old man said.

Xu An thought carefully about the old man's words, he could understand the meaning of these words, but this did not mean that he agreed with the old man's words, and wanted to refute but didn't know how to refute them.

"Do you know what his name is?" asked Xu An after thinking for a while.

"An Chen, his name is An Chen. ”