Time flies, a month has passed in a blink of an eye, this Zhao Qi will go to Linfeng Tower every day, but he has not done anything out of the ordinary, sitting in the audience to watch Ganmei's performance, and every time he leaves, he will give Ganmei a lot of reward. Liu Bei and Gongsun Zan secretly followed Gan Mei a few times at first, but as time passed, nothing happened, and the two of them were no longer with them, after all, their identities were still students.

On this day, Liu Bei was bored walking in the academy, there was a hill to the north of the academy, and Liu Bei came to this hill unconsciously.

It was the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, and the leaves on the mountain had already withered and withered, and the dead leaves on the ground made a creaking sound, which seemed a little harsh in the silence of the mountain.

Liu Bei walked to the top of the mountain, and the wind on the top of the mountain was a little strong, blowing Liu Bei's clothes and grinning.

Although the hill is not high, it can overlook the entire Wenjing Academy, and you can vaguely see the tall city wall of Zhuojun in the south.

On a whim, Liu Bei pulled out the sword hanging on his waist, and danced on the top of this mountain, the sword light flickered, the sword shadow was heavy, and the fallen leaves on the ground were swept up by Liu Bei's sword qi, the sword was like an autumn wind, and the momentum was like a rainbow!

Liu Bei's practice of a set of swordsmanship is a set of swordsmanship called Haoran Swordsmanship of the School of Literature and Economics, which is said to have been created by the Confucian sage Confucius in his old age.

This set of swordsmanship inherits the ideas and hopes of Confucianism, the sword momentum is like a spring breeze, interlocking, and the sword spirit is as powerful as a gentleman.

"Bang Bang!" There was a round of applause, and from behind the tree came a man in green clothes and white hair.

"Good swordsmanship!" The man came to Liu Bei step by step.

Liu Bei looked a little puzzled, who is this person? I had never seen or heard of it in the academy, and with my own cultivation, I didn't even perceive the existence of the other party at such a close distance!

"Who are you?" Liu Bei asked vigilantly

The white-haired man did not answer Liu Bei's question, but raised his finger and pointed at the sword in Liu Bei's hand, and said in a playful tone: "Although the swordsmanship is good, I am more interested in the sword in your hand!" ”

Liu Bei was shocked in his heart, but his face remained unchanged and continued to ask, "Who are you?" ”

The white-haired man looked at Liu Bei's face, smiled, raised his arm, grabbed forward, and the sword in Liu Bei's hand appeared in the white-haired man's hand in the next second.

This hand made Liu Bei even more shocked, and his figure hurriedly swept back.

The white-haired man carefully looked at the sword in his hand, didn't raise his head, and just said, "Until I figure something out, you'd better stay there and don't move!" ”

After the white-haired man finished speaking, Liu Bei felt that the air around him instantly froze, as if there was an invisible wall blocking his retreat, and he seemed to be imprisoned. Liu Bei scolded in his heart: Where did this old monster come from, just by one sentence, he couldn't move!

The white-haired man pulled out Liu Bei's sword, this sword was much thicker than an ordinary sword, but the two sides of the sword were different colors, one side was pitch black and the other was dark red, and the white-haired man's fingers flicked lightly on the sword.

"Points!"

With a soft cry from the white-haired man, the sword instantly split in two from the hilt, the black sword was slightly wider, and the red sword was even narrower, making it hard to think that these two swords were actually split from one sword just now! The white-haired man held a black sword in one hand and a red sword in the other, and then looked at Liu Bei with interest, "Tell me, what about the person who gave you this sword?" ”

Liu Bei was stunned in his heart, it takes a lot of internal force to separate this sword by himself, he didn't expect this person to separate this sword so easily, although Liu Bei was flustered in his heart, he was also afraid to death, but his face was still light-hearted, and at this time Liu Bei showed a look of surprise on his face, "Senior, how did you do it?" I picked up this sword from a cave! ”

The white-haired man sneered, stepped forward, pointed the red sword in his hand at Liu Bei's throat and said, "Although you are very talented in acting, I advise you to tell the truth!" ”

Liu Bei's heart was gloomy, it was really not so easy to get past, it seems that I can only use my strongest cheats, true and false, true and false, master, don't blame me, don't blame me, thinking of this, Liu Bei barely squeezed out a smile on his face, "The predecessor is really wise, this sword was given to me by an old man!" That day, I was walking down the street, and I saw an old man in a torn sheepskin jacket leaning against a wall on the corner of the street and dying, I saw that he was pitiful, so I asked him if he needed help, and the old man told me that he was dying, and he said that he was not afraid of death, but he was afraid of death, and there was no place to bury him! He begged me to bury him, and then he said to give me a sword in return, No, the one in your hand! Anyway, how did he become two, it's amazing! Senior, what I said is true, I definitely didn't lie to you, if I break blindly, I will hit five thunders in the sky! You have to believe me! ”

Liu Bei swore that he didn't blink his eyes once.

Bang!

There was a thunder in the sky, Liu Bei was frightened, and smiled with an embarrassed expression!

The white-haired man glanced at the sky and smiled deeper, and the hand holding the sword stepped forward and stretched out.

Liu Bei felt the piercing coldness on the sword, and his body involuntarily shrank back, but he was imprisoned and couldn't move, and all his struggles were in vain! Could it be that I, Liu Bei, Liu Xuande, died in this place so inexplicably! What an unwillingness!

Liu Bei closed his eyes, what if he was unwilling, the strength of this person in front of him was terrifying, killing himself was as simple as crushing an ant!

Seeing Liu Bei so resolute, the white-haired man couldn't help but feel a little surprised in his heart, "Even if you die, don't you want to say that person?" ”

Liu Bei didn't open his eyes, and the white-haired man smiled self-deprecatingly, "Then I'll tell you for you!" ”

The white-haired man put down the red sword, looking at the sky and the thunder became more and more urgent, "This black sword is called a cadre, and the red sword is called Mo Xie!" One male and one female! The person who gave you this sword is called Zuo Ci! Am I right!? ”

Liu Bei's eyes were still closed, but his heart had already set off a monstrous wave, how did he know? Why did he know so clearly? The strong curiosity made Liu Bei open his eyes, and Liu Bei's every move fell in the eyes of the white-haired man, and the white-haired man smiled, "Isn't it, I'm surprised, how would I know?" Of course I know, because Zuo Ci is my senior brother! ”

Liu Bei's eyes widened, he couldn't believe it, because he had never heard that old man say anything about his past!

The white-haired man stuck two swords on the ground at will, "Do Mo Xie!" Senior brother, senior brother, you are still out of Kunlun after all! ”

The white-haired man said to Liu Bei with a little regret: "I just happened to pass by and sensed the breath of the cadre Mo Ye, so come and take a look!" You're very good, no wonder Senior Brother chose you! ”

Liu Bei was confused, he didn't know what the white-haired man meant, but it seemed that he couldn't die for the time being! Liu Bei let out a long sigh of relief, it feels so good to be alive!

The white-haired man looked at the sky and said to Liu Bei, "You and I are not enemies!" Count you up as my junior! In the affairs of this world, we as elders will not participate too much! ”

The white-haired man raised his hand to untie Liu Bei's seal, Liu Bei suddenly felt relaxed, Liu Bei hurriedly bowed to the white-haired man, "Junior Liu Xuande, meet my uncle!" ”

The white-haired man waved his hand and said, "You don't have to worship me!" Although I am a brother with your master, I have long been removed from the master's name! ”

"Alright, so be it! Since you don't tell me the whereabouts of my senior brother, so be it, since my senior brother is out of Kunlun, then in this world, I believe it won't be long before my senior brother and I will meet one day! ”

After the white-haired man finished speaking, he looked at the sky, Liu Bei was very curious, why do all the masters like to look at the sky? What's in the sky?

Thundered!

The thunder was getting closer and closer, and the white-haired man smiled, "It's really a dog skin plaster, it's really tight!" ”

After the white-haired man finished speaking, he ignored Liu Bei, and his figure flashed continuously, one step at a time! Liu Bei became more and more surprised, and became more and more suspicious, the obscene old man wearing a tattered sheepskin jacket! That is, his own cheap master, is he also so powerful?

Anyway, the white-haired man just now, the green coat is fluttering, the white-haired is better than the snow, and that face, well, I have to admit that that face is a little more handsome than me, Liu Bei thought so!

The thunder overhead woke up Liu Bei who was in a daze, I'll go! I didn't swear just now, it really attracted thunder! Otherwise, where would the thunder come from in this early winter? The more Liu Bei thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he muttered, "God! God! Don't hack me, I was forced to do it just now! Believe me! ”

Liu Bei clasped his hands together, his mouth was chattering, and the thunder lingered above his head for a while, as if he was searching for something, and the thunder gradually disappeared after a long time! Liu Bei raised his head cautiously, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hands, and scolded grandma in his heart, what's wrong today! was first killed by a neurotic uncle! Then I was scared by the thunder! What a bad luck to get home!

The thunder was far away, Liu Bei hurriedly picked up the cadre Mo Ye, combined the two swords into one, and hurriedly ran down the mountain, chanting to himself while running, "Lao Tzu will never go up the mountain again in the future, it's really scary!" ”

A green shadow quickly pierced the sky, the green shadow slowed down, it was the white-haired man, he was quietly suspended in the air like this, if anyone saw this scene, he would immediately kneel on the ground and shout the immortal apparition! At this moment, he looked back at the small cities underground, like a giant looking at ants, his gaze traveled thousands of miles, fixed on the inconspicuous Zhuojun, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a mysterious smile: "Senior brother, senior brother, if I am not mistaken, the sleeping soul in that child's body should be him!?" It's kind of interesting, are you still keeping your original promise for thousands of years? Brother! ”

The white-haired man muttered to himself, and then disappeared in an instant, the blue sky was the same as before, the white clouds and the dog!

Liu Bei trotted all the way down the mountain, the mysterious white-haired man, the mysterious thunder! What does all this mean? Cheap master, peerless famous sword! It's so tiring to think about! Forget it, whatever he is! I Liu Bei just want to find a woman in peace, well, it's good to be like Ganmei, give me a bunch of children, and then finish this life leisurely!

The autumn wind falls leaves, the clouds are wide and the sky is high!