On the road, a young monk dressed in linen was concentrating on his journey. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info said that he was in a hurry, which is not so accurate, because he did not have a clear destination to get to. He just walked like this, neither fast nor slow. And it's not so accurate to say that he is a monk, he just shaved his head, looks like a monk, talks like a monk, and acts like a monk, even he sometimes subconsciously thinks of himself as a monk, but he is indeed not a monk, at most he is just a fake monk.

This young man who is in a hurry is naturally the heart of the bear. Ever since he was touched by Kumaragupta's words, he decided that in the future, if he had the opportunity, he would travel all over the country to find something that would touch him, and now was the time to put his original idea into practice.

It's not a peaceful time to do it, and the pedestrians on the road are in groups, and many of them are carrying swords. But no one would come to trouble him, except for his sackcloth clothes and a pair of broken shoes on his feet, which even the most down-and-out bandits would not look at. When the sun was in the west, Xiong Xin, who had been on the road for a long time, decided to take a break in the roadside shop in front of him. When he entered the store, Xiong Xin naturally clasped his palms, recited "Amitabha", and then asked the boss for a bowl of cold water, and then gnawed dry food with cold water. The boss was an old man, tall and thin, with a kind face. Hearing Xiong Xin begging for water, he not only simply brought out a bowl of herbal tea, but also enthusiastically helped him fill the bamboo tube filled with water.

For this, Xiong Xin naturally wants to express his gratitude. When you meet strangers on the road, you don't need to resent them if they don't help, they are their duty. If people are willing to help, then it is considered a favor to me, and I should express my gratitude.

Although it is not his normal time, and the road does not lead to any big city, there are quite a lot of people coming and going on the road. Just as Xiong Xin was resting in this shop, several waves of cars and horses passed by in front of the store. At this time, another wave of cars and horses came on the road, but it seemed strange. Because the previous ones were all in groups, but this time there was only one carriage.

So Xiong Xin raised his head and looked at it.

This is a very elaborate carriage, with Yingluo as the decoration and fragrant wood as the axle. Pulling the cart was four tall snow-white dragon horses, and the driver was a burly and strong man with a straight waist and swollen muscles, which looked like a master. The Emperor is already so extraordinary, and he is alone with only one carriage on the road, which makes people even more curious about the identity and origin of the people in the car.

Perhaps sensing Xiong Xin's curiosity, the curtain of the car was suddenly lifted, revealing a handsome and clean face, but it was a quiet and calm young man.

This is a very pure person, Xiong Xin thought suddenly. There was no restlessness in the young man's body, he just stood quietly, as cold as the bright moon, as if he had been a part of this world in the first place. When he raised his hand, it made people feel like they should have been like this.

The bear's heart couldn't help but change color slightly.

This is not to say that this young man's martial arts must be high, and the strong man Xiong Xin has seen a lot, but he has only seen one Kumaragupta before who can exude a pure taste from the depths of his soul like this young man. Then Xiong Xin smiled, maybe this young man has what he is looking for.

The young man lifted the curtain and smelled the shopkeeper: "Old man, is there any road to Liujiazhuang ahead?" ”

"Yes, it's not far ahead of Liujiazhuang." The boss was as warm and polite as ever, "Today, the owner of Liuzhuang is getting married, and you are also going to the banquet?" ”

The young man nodded, thanked him, and lowered the curtain. Then the royal whip whipped in the air, and the dragon horse rushed forward with four hooves.

When the young man lifted the curtain and asked questions, Xiong Xin caught a glimpse of what seemed to be carved wood out of the corner of his eye.

A strong man pulling a cart, a young man with superb martial arts skills (doubtful), and also likes wood carving. Hmm, could it be that the one who pulls the cart is the iron armor? But it seems that you saw a woman in the car just now?

Hey, that sounds like a lot of fun.

So after thanking the shopkeeper again, Xiong Xin went on the road again. This time, he followed the carriage in front of him from a distance. With a goal, I will really feel a lot more stable in my heart, Xiong Xin thought.

After a while, I arrived at the Liujiazhuang that the owner said. Liujiazhuang is a large village built on the slope of the mountain, covering an extremely wide area, and it is said that the owner surnamed Liu bought it recently for a big wedding.

The young man in the car who saw it from a distance stepped out of the carriage, and then out of the car came a woman who thought she was in Tsing Yi, and the two stood side by side at the gate of Liujiazhuang. Then the drums beat in unison, and the middle door was wide open. The bankers, as well as the guests who came to the wedding, poured out together, forming two crescent-shaped human walls. Finally, the bride and groom came out of the gate.

You don't have to get very close, and Xiong Xin can feel the strange atmosphere in the air. There were all martial arts celebrities and masters in the audience, and these people all looked at the young man standing there with subtle eyes and the anxious woman beside him.

The couple who came out also looked a little strange, but the bride was very beautiful. With a phoenix hairpin on her head, she is dressed in a red robe, and her eyes seem to be secretly affectionate, but she doesn't look like a girl who has just married.

Tsk, what a beautiful woman. A fake monk thought so.

The groom smiled, waved his long sleeves, and said loudly: "Brother Ding is here, it is really brilliant." ”

The young man surnamed Na Ding spoke, "Don't dare." The dog has been taken care of by Brother Liu these days, and he is grateful. However, the inner person has not seen the child for a long time and misses it very much. Brother Liu should let the insiders see the child first. ”

"Ahh The groom seemed to have just thought of it, clapped his hands and said, "Look at me, I almost forgot about it." Come on, quickly take Brother Ding's two sons out. ”

When the two babies were still swaddling were snatched away by the woman in Tsing Yi next to the young man surnamed Ding, the tears that were already rolling in their eyes flowed down in a stream.

The groom took two steps forward and said, "Since your son is fine, then Brother Ding, see if we can deal with our previous affairs." ”

The young man surnamed Ding nodded, took the wooden knife handed by the emperor, and said, "I know what you want to do, so come on." ”

Seeing that it was a wooden knife, the audience was in an uproar. The groom also laughed and said, "This is just a wooden knife, can it be used to kill people?" ”

"On the way here, this knife has killed no less than 100 people."

The bridegroom suddenly stopped smiling and shouted, "Here comes the knife!" ”

Then the bride presented the sword. This beauty took the groom's robe and said with a smile: "Wakamatsu, I'll wait for you!" ”

It turned out that the groom's official name was Liu Ruosong, he nodded, and before he could speak, the young man surnamed Ding suddenly said: "Maybe you will have to be widowed later." ”

"Heh," the bride stared at her lover affectionately, her gaze did not deviate in the slightest, and said softly, "I believe in him." ”

Liu Ruosong turned around, stepped forward, stood still, raised the divine knife in his hand above his head, and put on the standard posture of the divine knife slash, and said: "The divine knife will cut me too, and now I have the divine knife in my hand, surnamed Ding, have you thought about your last words?" ”

The young man did not reply, and raised the beautifully carved wooden knife in his hand above his head in the same starting gesture.

The two knives slashed down at the same angle like lightning, and the wooden knives were cut in half after all. Then the two halves of the wooden knife continued to split, splitting Liu Ruosong into three sections.

The young man didn't pay attention to the stunned bride and the onlookers, but after picking up the treasure knife, he said lightly: "Even if some people have a divine sword in their hands, they can't become a god of the sword." ”

Even if some people have a divine sword in their hands, they can't become a god of the sword?

Xiong Xin smiled on his face, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, as if he had grasped something, but he didn't remember it at all when he thought about it carefully.

But there is a question that has been hanging over my mind:

If I have a divine sword in my hand, can I become a god of the sword?