This sword is still rusty, and it needs to be sharpened.

When unsheathed, it must be an extremely sharp blade!

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Chongluan rain over the Baguio light. Flowers and trees are fragrant. The green haze is dust-free, and it is cooler than the Dragon Palace. The first floor of the view is verdant. The wind is full of springs. You might as well spend your days wandering here. The total haikuba of the universe. Where is the person who tried the sword by the stone, but the smoke and vines were confused. Good wine in the cup, less leaves the sun on the tree.

- "The Wind Enters the Pine: West Mountain"

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On the Canglan Continent, there is a mountain called Lonely Mountain, and there is a large faction in the mountain, which is the Great Sword Sect on the continent, the Lonely Mountain Sword Sect.

The lonely mountain is not lonely, the mountain stretches and undulates endlessly, and the highest point reaches above the clouds.

In late autumn, the whole mountain peak is shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland, so it is also called Cloud Mountain.

Located in the deepest part of Yunshan, there is a very wide and dense apricot forest, called the Sword Trial Forest, which is the place where the disciples of the Lingyun Hall in the mountain practice swords.

The apricots are yellow, shaking their heads and hanging on the branches, and sometimes a few fat ones fall to the ground and roll into the leaves.

It's dusk.

Outside the sword test forest, Zhang Ze was already lying on the bamboo chair, his eyes closed, looking lazy.

The sun was about to go down, but the setting sun still shot his face red.

It looks like he's about to fall asleep, or already asleep.

About some time later, two sword qi suddenly overflowed from the forest, causing some disciples to applaud.

His eyebrows twitched slightly, not knowing what to think, but he really didn't like the silence here being interrupted by the sudden bustle.

But he really leaned on the bamboo chair and didn't want to get up.

The sun is oblique, the clouds and mist on the top of the lonely mountain peak do not disperse all the year round, in the late autumn season, the birds on the mountain are less, occasionally from the broken cloud cliff on the mountain come a few ape cries, the crane song breaks through the clouds.

The slanting sun faded from the sky, and when it was night, the disciples carried their swords out of the forest one after another.

Zhang Ze had picked up a yellow apricot on the ground and stuffed it into his mouth, which was very sweet.

"If he doesn't go into the forest to practice swords, could it be that he really came to eat apricots?"

"Non-inner disciples can't enter this Sword Forest, he is not qualified yet. ”

"How?"

"A few days ago, the senior brother went down the mountain to collect a sword boy. ”

"It's him. ”

"Come to think of it. ”

"This man is really lazy. ”

"Since he went up the mountain, he went to sleep on the bamboo chair outside the sword forest every day, and did nothing, except for eating, it was very important to eat, and he slept again after eating, if the ambassador knew that my Sword Sect still had such idlers, he had to drive him down the mountain. ”

"Senior brother went to the Broken Cloud Cliff to enter the pass and break the mirror, and he must be three months before he can get out, could it be that he really wants to sleep here for three months?"

"Hell knows, it's a waste of time. ”

Zhang Ze had delicately spit the apricot kernel on the ground, then glanced at the sky, slowly got up, and went down the mountain.

The Lonely Mountain Sword Sect is a large sect on the continent, and the entire mountain has been set up to prohibit it, making it difficult for outsiders to enter, unless the cultivation power is extremely strong and forcibly breaks through with cultivation. Although the disciples of the Sword Sect can enter and exit the prohibition, they still need the permission of the ambassadors of each hall, otherwise they cannot easily go down the mountain.

Zhang Ze had already drunk his third glass of wine in the tavern in Linji Town at the foot of the mountain.

Mu Se descended, the secluded night dome drilled out of the starlight points, the peak of the lonely mountain clouds and mist did not disperse, those ethereal clouds and mist like cotton candy.

The starlight enters through the window, falls in the glass, and shakes with the wine.

Zhang Ze had already tilted his head, and the third glass of wine brought the starlight into his stomach.

He looked across the table and said, "The lonely mountain is lonely, but the apricots in the Sword Forest are very sweet, and the wine here in Linji Town is really delicious." ”

Someone across the table smiled and said, "Looks like you're idle." ”

He said: "The lonely mountain is not lonely, it is a little boring, but the scenery is not bad." ”

Someone slowly leaned back in the chair, picked up a few peanuts in his hand and put them in his mouth, and said, "So you are a disciple of Lonely Mountain?"

He said: "I'm a sword boy, and I haven't entered the outer door, otherwise how could I get out of that prohibition and drink here?"

Someone tapped his fingertips on the table and said, "What should you do if your son-in-law is punished?"

He said: "He went to the Broken Cloud Cliff to break the mirror, and he will not be able to leave the customs until three months." ”

Someone: "So you're idle." ”

Zhang Ze had already drunk the fourth glass of wine and said, "He asked me to be a sword boy, and I agreed." I'm a useless person, and if I've been idle for a long time, I have to do something, such as being a sword boy for him to wash his sword. ”

Someone said: "Now it seems that you are more idle." ”

Zhang Ze had already drunk the fifth glass of wine and said, "He's not here, and the sword is with him, I just can't think of anything else to do." But you seem to be more idle than I am. ”

Zhang Ze had already gone down the mountain to find this tavern on the second day of Gushan, so he slept outside the sword test forest during the day and drank in Linji Town at night. Someone once asked him for three glasses of wine, and he recognized it, and each time he could always see someone sitting by the window drinking, or already drunk, curled up in a corner.

Someone said, "Like you, I don't know what to do." ”

"Haven't thought about cultivating?"

Zhang Ze shook his head and said, "I have no interest in cultivation. I just want to wander around, see the mountains and scenery, listen to songs and ask songs, drench in an autumn rain, step on the snow to find plums, sit and watch the wind and clouds, chic and romantic in the world, and occasionally eat a hot pot is the best.

Someone said: "Of course, it's good to stay out of the matter, but how can you really stay out of the world when the world becomes the world's business?"

Zhang Ze had already drunk the sixth glass of wine and said, "I only care about how many more drinks I can get drunk, who will treat me today?"

Someone laughed and said, "You invited me three cups that day, and this time I will ask." ”

"Who the hell is your son-in-law? ”

Zhang Ze glanced at him and said, "I don't know, I haven't asked, the reason why I am his sword washing boy is not only my panic, but more importantly, I have never seen a man as good-looking as him." Those disciples of the Sword Trial Forest called him Senior Brother. ”

Someone looked at him with strange eyes, and said to himself, "It turned out to be him." ”

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