Early spring, light rain.

The old man Lu in Jiuqi Town sat on the rocking chair in front of the door, shaking a pu fan in his left hand and spreading out a letter in his right hand.

The letter was sent by a small servant in the tavern in Jinzhou City, and the signature was 'Tang Xian'.

There was only one sentence on the letter: Old man Lu, the master offended the people of the six doors, so in order not to affect you, he ran away first!

Old man Lu stared at the letter for a long time, and the light rain dotted on the rice paper.

After a long time, the old man Lu returned to the house, picked up a pen and wrote three words on the paper: 'Descended from the mountain'.

Then, the old man Lu fiddled with the pu fan in his hand a few times, and the pu fan was quickly folded into a wooden bird, and the old man Lu stuffed the note into the wooden bird's mouth and threw it into the air, and the wooden bird flapped its wings and staggered away into the distance.

Old man Lu looked into the distance and muttered, "Finally down the mountain......

......

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed.

On the official road on the border of Dahong Kingdom, a caravan slowly moved forward.

Fifty miles ahead, you will arrive at Humen Pass, the southernmost part of the Great Hung Kingdom.

It is said that in Humen Pass, the most elite iron halberd army of the Great Hung Kingdom is stationed, guarding the fortress of the Great Wall.

The Great Wall has existed for I don't know how many years, stretching for tens of thousands of miles, and the lowest point is at least 100 meters high, with steep stone walls, even the most dexterous apes are difficult to climb.

It has become the absolute barrier of the Great Hung Kingdom against the Jinzhen clan and demon beasts outside the Saiwai.

Humen Pass, is the Great Wall within tens of thousands of miles, the most important level, after the customs, with the Humen Pass as the boundary, on the left is the Jin Zhen clan who are eyeing the tiger, and on the right is the endless demon forest, which hides countless powerful demons, and even the demon clan sage who can be turned into a human form!

The leader of the caravan, Wang Erbald, was in a good mood at this time, seeing that Humen Pass was in front of him, and he didn't know how many times he had blocked the road and been obstructed by robbers and demon beasts along the way, and he could finally arrive safely.

Everyone in the caravan performed their duties along the way, and there were a few chivalrous people who walked the rivers and lakes to follow the caravan, and I don't know how many troubles were solved for the caravan along the way.

Wang Er's bald eyes swept towards the last donkey cart of the caravan, and he couldn't help frowning, if there was really a burden in the caravan, it would be the three of them.

A soldier, a poor boy, and a young swordsman.

Fortunately, the poor and sour young man can also tell stories, and he can relieve everyone's boredom when he is tired, otherwise he would have been blown away by Wang Erbald.

At the end of the line, on the donkey cart.

Tang Xian bit the grass root in his mouth, crossed Erlang's legs, and hummed a little tune leisurely: "Once upon a time there was a mountain, there were immortals in the mountain, and there were evil people in the world, and the mountain people went down the mountain......"

There was a young man holding a sword sitting next to Tang Xian, but he was more like a flower boy with a dog-beating stick.

The young man holding the sword was expressionless, listening intently to Tang Xian's song, the sword in his arms was very broken, more broken than Tang Xian's firewood knife, but he was still treated as a baby, and he didn't leave his arms when he slept.

Tang Xian seemed to be tired of humming a little tune, and turned his head to the Yixin Taoist priest walking beside the donkey cart and asked, "Be careful, how many chapters have you cultivated to the Demon Breaking Heart Sutra?"

There were three black lines on the head of the walking Yixin Taoist priest, but he still said patiently: "I don't call it careful......

"Oh. Tang Xian replied casually and continued to ask, "How many chapters have you cultivated to the Demon Breaking Heart Sutra?"

The Yixin Taoist priest silently recited a few words of the heart-purifying mantra in his heart, and then replied seriously: "Chapter 2, Western Regions!"

"What have you realized?" Tang Xian also said seriously.

"The world is full of wonders...... Yixin Taoist priest said sincerely: "There really is such a strange woman in the world, and there are some postures, I am afraid that even the great sages of the Western Regions who have practiced the art of yoga cannot do it, and sure enough, the book is very big." ”

If someone who doesn't know hears it, I'm afraid they will really think that they are discussing some advanced martial arts secrets.

At this time, the young man holding the sword who was sitting next to Tang Xian suddenly spoke and said coldly: "Can you tell me about Li Fuxue's battle against the old monk again?"

"Dog, I've heard it countless times, and you still haven't gotten tired of it?" Tang Xian said in surprise.

Ah Gou, whose name is Zhao Gou, was jokingly called Ah Dog by Tang Xian, is a down-and-out swordsman with no internal strength, in order to avoid bandits and robbers, so he followed the caravan to Humen Pass, if it wasn't for Tang Xian's intercession along the way, I am afraid he would have been driven away by Wang Erbald.

And Zhao Gou didn't say a word on weekdays, and even Tang Xian didn't say a word of thanks for helping him stay in the caravan. But since one day I heard Tang Xian tell the caravan about "Sword Immortal Li Fuxue vs. the Old Monk of Jinchan Temple", he has been by Tang Xian's side since then, never leaving an inch, just asking Tang Xian to tell him a story about Li Fuxue every day.

Such an act couldn't help but make Tang Xian feel the power of idols.

Tang Xian said bitterly: "You went to Humen Pass this time to seize the sword spectrum of the Sword Sect, listening to the book will delay your cultivation!"

This is the primary purpose of Tang Xian's trip to Humen Pass this time, and it is the biggest hot news in the border area of Dahong Country today.

Once, there were three major masters in the rivers and lakes, namely the Sword Sect - Zhao Jinwu, the Sword Sect - Wang Liu, and the Gun Sect - Huo Qing.

Although the strength of these three people has not reached the level of the martial arts list, the weapons in their hands are absolutely unmatched.

Among them, the two-handed sword of Zhao Jinwu of the Sword Sect is unparalleled in swordsmanship, and even the masters in the martial arts list have to retreat three feet when they see it.

And fifteen years ago, Zhao Jinwu went out to fight the master of the Jin Zhen clan, but he died outside the Saiwai, and since then there are only two great masters of the Sword Sect and the Gun Sect in the rivers and lakes.

However, just two months ago, a piece of news that shocked the rivers and lakes was released, and the great swordsman Wu Wendao had traveled outside the Saiwai for two years, and he actually brought back Zhao Jinwu's sword spectrum!

And set up a ring at Humen Pass, inviting young swordsmen from all over the world to come and find a successor for this sword spectrum!

As soon as this news came out, the young generation in the vicinity of Humen Pass, regardless of whether they practiced swords or not, all went there one after another, trying to get this opportunity.

And Zhao Gouhe is one of them. Tang Xian just went to watch the fight.

However, Tang Xian could see it at this time, this Zhao Gou likes to practice swords, but he prefers to listen to commentary.

At this time, Tang Xian ignored Zhao Gou, turned his head and asked Yixin Daoist: "Be careful, it stands to reason that this Wu Daoist is also a famous great swordsman in the world, and he has obtained the sword spectrum of the Sword Sect, why don't he practice it himself?

Before the Yixin Taoist priest could reply, Zhao Gou, who had always been silent, suddenly spoke, and said: "Wu asked to cultivate the Three Sword Streams, and Zhao Jinwu is a two-handed sword, and the two of them competed for the position of the Sword Sect back then, and Zhao Jinwu won a move. Then Zhao Jinwu died outside the plug, and Wu Wendao had no chance to prove that his swordsmanship was stronger than Zhao Jinwu!"

Tang Xian nodded and said that he knew that such a very grudgeful episode, Old Man Lu had divided the listeners into seven chapters and twenty-one subsections, and he had spoken for two weeks.

Zhao Gou continued: "The reason why Wu Wendao is looking for a successor for Zhao Jinwu this time is to have the opportunity to prove that his Three Sword Stream is stronger than the two-handed sword!"

The Yixin Taoist priest admired and said: "In the face of this kind of sword spectrum and not being moved, this is the great man of chivalry, worthy of the name of the great sword hero!"

"Don't be so noble. Tang Xian pouted and said: "Now these rivers and lakes are counted, who doesn't live for fame? Even the oirans in the Qinglou are competing with each other, not to mention the people in the rivers and lakes? ”

Tang Xian continued: "This year, when you meet someone who is on your par, you have to fight, and you will be divided into two sides. If you encounter someone more powerful than yourself, you have to fight and ask for praise from the rivers and lakes without hesitation. According to me, persimmons still have to be pinched softly, which is called a prepared battle!"

"I won't use my sword against someone who is not as good as me!" Zhao Gou said coldly.

"That's right!" Tang Xian sneered: "You don't have any internal strength at all now, no one can compare, so you can use a sword against anyone!"

Zhao Gou's eyes were in a trance, it sounded like this.

At this time, Tang Xian asked: "Ah Dog, this time almost all the young talents in the vicinity of Humen Pass have gathered here, presumably even the masters of the seventh grade, you don't have the slightest internal strength, just with a broken sword, how can you win the sword spectrum?"

Zhao Gou was stunned for a moment, lowered his head, his fluffy hair covered his eyes, and said in a low voice: "There are some things that you have to try." ”

In the face of this kind of children of the rivers and lakes whose integrity is more important than life, Tang Xian was really too lazy to persuade him, and persuaded one, and there were hundreds of them in front of him.

This is the rivers and lakes, and life is just the least valuable.

Thinking of this, Tang Xian turned over and jumped off the donkey cart, gave Zhao Gou and Yixin Taoist a back, and said: "It's time, mine is going to tell people a story, Ah Dog practices swords, be careful and break the Demon Heart Sutra!"

Anyway, go far.

Zhao Gou looked at Tang Xian's back and said, "Persimmon still has to pick a soft pinch? This kind of idea of his, usually only demon sect demons will have." ”

Yixin Taoist shook his head and said, "I prefer to believe that he is really indifferent to fame and fortune. ”

"You believe him so much, just because he taught you the Demon Breaking Heart Sutra?" Zhao Gou asked.

Breaking the Demon Heart Sutra, Zhao Gou has never seen it, and the single-minded Taoist only cultivates secretly when everyone else is asleep.

A trace of longing flashed on the face of the Yixin Taoist priest, and he said awe-inspiringly: "That book...... It's amazing!"