Chapter 19: Asking the Sword
Everyone saw this tiger-eyed young man crying silently, and they couldn't help but sigh lightly when they thought of the life of more than three years of suffering.
Although the Kaiyuan Emperor wanted to restore peace and prosperity to the people after unifying Shenzhou, the previous war lasted for a hundred years, and if he wanted to govern for decades, he could not close his door at night, leave no road behind, and live and work in peace and contentment. From the Daxi Dynasty to the present, there are three generations of emperors, all of whom can be regarded as Ming monarchs, diligent and loving the people, and giving more policies to benefit the people. The common people are much better than when they were in the war, and they were not clothed and had no food, but there were many orphans like the three small ones in various prefectures and counties, and they were fine on weekdays, but in this winter, they froze to death on the streets.
Seeing this, the old man sighed softly, many incurable diseases and diseases in this world can be cured, but there is nothing that can be done to govern the world, although there is great goodness in his heart, he can only be helpless.
San'er saw Ah Da crying, and the peach blossom eyes were also full of tears, and she grabbed a goose paw and handed it over: "Ah Da, this is the best." ”
Ah Da took the food, adjusted his state, wiped his face with tears and said: "I've disturbed the interest of the elders, and the kid is here to make amends and punish himself." ”
With that, grab the flask and pour it into the bowl, and drink it on your back.
Seeing this, Xiao Er didn't feel that Ah Da was crying because of many years of difficult life, but that he must have missed something in his heart, so that this tenacity was the young man's tears regardless of the presence of everyone. After thinking about it, he said: "The boy listened to the storyteller in the building and said that the sword immortals of the three holy places of the sword path can all split the river and break the mountain, which can be described as immortals in the world. ”
When the old man heard this, he smiled and said: "It's too early for you kid to think about splitting the river and breaking Yue, but this one, you have a specialization in the art industry, you can ask your old brother." ”
When the young man heard this, he leaned away from the table and poured a full drink in front of the fat man, looking at it with a wistful expression.
The fat man thought for a while and said: "Xiao Er, just like you said, the sword immortals who split the river and cut the mountain, remove the word 'we', the three sects and martial arts in the last Jiazi year all joined the Shenzhou War, fighting each other, and the sword masters lost half, and a few years ago, there was an invasion in the snowy area outside the Saiwai, and the warriors of the world went to the north of the world to defend against the enemy, and one was killed in the battle, and now I think there are only three or four people in the world." ”
After hearing this, the young man pulled over a chair and sat next to the fat man, bared his teeth and smiled, made a chopping motion and asked softly, "Old brother, can you?"
The fat man raised his hand to give the young man a chestnut, and replied, "You haven't heard the old ghost who tells the story all the time in the past half a year, the three holy lands of kendo, one person and one sect? ”
The fat man's proud expression when he mentioned "one person, one sect" was overflowing.
But the young man next to him was completely different, blinking his eyes and slashing a few times in the void with one hand: "Can you?"
When the fat man heard this, he suddenly looked proud, and he was a little twisted.
Seeing this, the big shopkeeper raised his hand and pointed at the fat man and laughed on his back.
I saw the fat man's eyes glaring and saying, "Can you?"
The big shopkeeper said very calmly: "Well, of course I can't." ”
The fat man looked at the boy as if he had hit his fist on cotton, and thought for a moment and said, "Well, now, it can't, there was an hour when it could." After speaking, he picked up the wine jug in his hand and drank it, his expression was slightly lost, but he turned his head to see Ah Da after drinking the wine in the pot, and instantly frowned again.
The loss just now disappeared without a trace.
After hearing this, the young man caught the trace of loss, and couldn't help but feel a little guilty in his heart, so he said, "Brother, I'm not..."
Before the young man finished speaking, the old man interrupted with some anger: "You went to ask the sword before you entered the sword immortal?"
The fat man suddenly said with some shame: "Well, at that time, the junior had not yet entered the realm of the sword immortal, but when he fought with the sword master, he was oppressed by his qi and broke the realm in an instant, but so what, both sides were defeated, and they did not achieve the wish of the master and his old man." ”
The old man sighed and said, "You deacon, how can you be so hasty, if you don't break through the realm at that time, you will definitely lose your life, how can you see the iron madman when you go underground?"
The fat man said straightforwardly: "Thirteen years to ask a sword, if you don't go, don't let those little people laugh at it, even if you lose your fate, you will see the master underground, and you won't blame him for being an old man." ”
"Besides, it's worth it to exchange his arm. ”
The old man saw this stubborn and upright temperament like his old friend, and sighed helplessly.
The fat man wants to raise himself as an adult and teach the world martial arts, and there is only one requirement, which is to ask the three major kendo holy places in the world and win.
But although he is diligent in learning swords, he has passed more than 40 years, but he has not entered the realm of sword immortals.
Thirteen years of covenant, generous to death, the way of the sword is merciful, at the time of life and death, the counterattack is broken, but it is just a lose-lose situation. I was ashamed to not meet the expectations of my teacher.
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Many years ago, there was a tall and dark boy shuttling in the forest, and the thin old man behind him held a wooden stick in his hand and scolded: "Every day I think about cooking, there is that kung fu, you practice swordsmanship a few more times, eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat, the rabbit cub will want you to increase your memory today, see if you dare to concentrate on practicing swords in the future." ”
Hearing this, you couldn't help but speed up a little, and turned around and said, "Master, yesterday's green bamboo shoots and rabbit meat were delicious?"
The thin old man blurted out without thinking: "It's okay." ”
After saying that, he instantly knew that he was being teased, and said angrily: "Little rabbit cub, the master will give you the New Year today." ”
A few years later, the swarthy boy traveled all over the world, learning local famous foods everywhere he went, whether it was a big dish or an omnivorous.
Because he wanted to return to the thatched cottage where there were only two of them, master and apprentice, one day, and cook the same for the master to eat.