At the east gate of Shuofang, some people enter the city and some people go out of the city.

A middle-aged man wearing a hat walked in slowly, and an old man with a black iron sword on his back walked out slowly. The two glanced at each other, and the old man was the first to withdraw his gaze, and the two crossed their shoulders.

After each took three steps, both of them stopped at the same time.

The middle-aged man laughed softly: "Dare to ask the old man, how to get to the Zhenbei Palace." ”

The old man shook his head and said, "I don't know." ”

"Ask the sword?"

"Don't dare. ”

"You're happy. ”

The old man smiled: "This word 'you' comes out of your mouth, I can't afford it." ”

The swordsman didn't care about those worldly people, looked into the distance, and said softly, "Have you ever climbed the Ten Directions Pavilion?"

"The realm is too low, and I can't go. ”

"People like you, in fact, can go. Now the scholar who guards the pavilion is much easier to talk than the knife bearer of the previous Jiazi. If you really have the opportunity to see it, it will be somewhat beneficial. ”

The old man was a little disappointed and said: "If I had met you earlier, maybe I would have really gone to Zhongzhou to see what the mysteries of the Ten Directions Pavilion were, but now I can't go anyway." ”

The swordsman did not speak.

The old man took a step, walked out of the city gate, and went directly with his sword.

The swordsman regained his hat and walked slowly along the long street. There were no pedestrians on the streets, only the sound of rain.

The old man who left just now should not have a chance to return to Shuofang City again, because a sword cultivator who has raised his heart to the extreme, except for fighting to the death with his own sword path in this life, the swordsman really can't think of anything else that would be worth a sword cultivator's hard work.

Win or lose, the old man is like the last candle of darkness, and when it burns out, there is no light. Once a person has no light, it is equivalent to going to the capital to see the king of the underworld.

The swordsman stopped as he walked, grinning. It's rare to meet old people in a foreign country. The swordsman said softly, "You really don't want to see me?"

The swordsman's soft voice suddenly exploded like thunder in a person's ears. The middle-aged Taoist in the old private school covered his ears and rolled on the ground, looking extremely painful.

The swordsman waited for a moment, but no one appeared, and then continued: "If you don't come again, I will assume that you are going to ask me for the sword." ”

The Taoist in the old private school, suddenly the seven orifices were bleeding, and out of nowhere, the huge sword qi suddenly exploded in the Taoist's body, tearing the Taoist's entire person directly from the inside out. A cloud of blood mist gradually dispersed, and then gradually gathered again, turning into a human form, the veins and veins were reborn, and the flesh and blood were rebuilt. When the Taoist figure was about to reappear, it exploded again, and it was so repeated that it was painful.

The swordsman chuckled softly: "If I don't come again, I will really come out with a sword." ”

After a moment, the swordsman was a little surprised. The sword qi that he originally sent into the Dao's body with the sound transmission into his ears was gone.

The swordsman closed his eyes, perceiving the changes in the vitality around him, and couldn't help but smile: "The surname Lu has not seen you for many years, but you have grown." ”

The swordsman had a relieved look on his face, and now this guy finally knew how to behave within the rules.

As the saying goes, there are no rules. Do everything to have rules, understand the rules, and abide by the rules. There are various races of creatures in the world, and each individual creature often acts for different purposes, and there is no one rule to restrain it. Go your own way, and the world will fall into disorder.

Confucianism restricts all beings in the world with etiquette, and all living beings can do whatever they want within the rules. Cultivators in the world often have people who have attained enlightenment, and they themselves will create their own rules in the world. If their rules do not violate Confucian etiquette, then the whole heaven and earth will recognize their existence and continue to support the growth of such rules like a mother. However, when this kind of rule grows to a certain extent, it can open up a world of its own between the great world of the world, so as to restrain many creatures within the scope of the rules with its own rules of heaven and earth.

For example, a certain Taoist temple in the Eastern Tudaomen, a Buddhist temple in the Western Buddhist country, or a scholar's place of study, or a country and a city have the possibility of forming their own heaven and earth, and the person who created this rule is a veritable god in his own heaven and earth.

An old private school, even though the original owner has disappeared, but the rules of the avenue created during his lifetime have not collapsed, and the rest of the rhyme still lingers in the private school and has not dispersed. Therefore, it will still protect the beings within the rules, and the Daoist is hiding here to be disturbed by the sword qi, and the rules of the Great Dao here will naturally not stand by. In addition to this, there are also the rules that exist in this Shuofang City itself, which are also indirectly helping the Taoists, it is not intended to protect the Taoists, but to naturally reject the swordsmen. What's more, Daxu also has a national law, and private fights between monks are strictly prohibited, which is invisibly a rule of heaven and earth. Some of the larger rules are naturally Confucian etiquette. All kinds of avenue rules overlapped, and then formed a winning momentum against the swordsman, and the Taoist used this to exert his own mysterious Dao method, and finally dealt with the swordsman's wisp of sword energy.

In addition, the Daoist also took the opportunity to eliminate all traces of himself in this city, so that the swordsman really couldn't find him for a while.

The swordsman didn't care. Since he was hiding from himself like this, he wouldn't go to see him. The swordsman raised his foot, and an idea suddenly popped into his mind, and the raised foot did not hit the ground, hanging in the air, and then smiled: "Since you don't want to see me so much, then it's gone." I'm here for business, you tell me where the Zhenbei Wangfu is. ”

The middle-aged Taoist who was hiding in the old private school said angrily: "North Street." ”

When the swordsman heard this, he immediately landed on his feet, his body atomized and disappeared, and when he recondensed, he was already behind the Taoist and gently patted the Taoist on the shoulder. smiled, there was no knife hidden in the smile, but there was a sword behind the back.

A long sword condensed from pure sword qi, and the tip of the sword was pointing at the back of the Daoist at this moment. The swordsman said in a deep voice, "Let's talk." I was not lightly injured when I went north. It's hard to get those old guys for you. ”

The Taoist said angrily: "Zhang Xinnan, you are cheating." ”

The swordsman sneered, "Are you embarrassed to say that I have done something yourself, I don't know in your heart?"

The swordsman looked at the Taoist's unconvinced face, and directly removed the long sword made of sword qi, and then strangled the Taoist's neck with his arm from behind, and lifted it upwards vigorously, the swordsman squinted and smiled: "Unconvinced, go out of the city to fight?"

The Taoist looked serious and said, "Don't go." ”

"Why are you so cowardly now? It's not like you. The swordsman laughed.

"You don't have to provoke me with words, at most I will take a few old punches from you here, and the fool will go out of the city and let you cut with a sword. ”

The swordsman frowned and asked, "You guy is also thick-skinned enough, why does the culprit still want to hide from others." ”

The Taoist was a little out of breath by the swordsman, and said in a weak voice: "You can eat food indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense." ”

The swordsman let go of his arm and said expressionlessly, "Give me an explanation, otherwise, you know what I will do." ”

The Taoist, who was able to breathe well again, coughed a few times, rubbed his neck, and said angrily: "Zhang Xinnan, don't put any on my head." ”

The swordsman glared at the Daoist, "What do you call me?!"

The Taoist had to salute respectfully, then gritted his teeth and squeezed out three words, "Senior brother." ”

Explained. ”

"None of that has anything to do with me anyway. Everything else is fate cause and effect, and if you don't do this, I can't tell you. The Taoist lowered his head and said softly.

"So let's talk about those old guys?"

The Taoist looked at the swordsman who was grinding his fists, and hurriedly waved his hand and explained: "Don't do it! Before leaving, the gentleman said that the time of Jiazi has not yet arrived, and I will not let you leave the South China Sea, and if you leave without permission, of course I will find a way to stop you." It just so happens that those remnants are looking for your traces, and I can just borrow their hands and send you back. ”

The swordsman grimaced and asked, "Then I thank you?"

The Taoist smiled and said, "That's not necessary." ”

The swordsman glared at the Daoist, who immediately restrained his smile and stood aside in an orderly manner.

Seeing that the swordsman didn't speak, the Taoist asked tentatively, "Why did you disobey Mr.'s order and go north without authorization?"

The swordsman crossed his arms around his chest, leaned against the pillar, looked up at the sky, and said in a flat voice: "I feel that I am going to die." ”

The Taoist was full of horror, and he couldn't help shouting, "What, what did you say?"

The swordsman explained: "On the isolated island of the South China Sea, there is always a voice in my heart that keeps reminding me that if I drag it any longer, there will be no chance of victory. I'm not afraid to lose, but I know I can't lose because the consequences of losing will be severe. ”

The scene of 10,000 years ago, the swordsman did not want to see it a second time.

The swordsman's figure suddenly disappeared, he was like a genius, looking for a sound, and when he reappeared, the swordsman stood outside a mansion gate, and the plaque on the door was engraved with four gold lacquer characters - Zhenbei Wangfu.

The door of the mansion opened from the inside, and a thin old man stood on the left side of the door, and said in a hoarse voice: "The prince is invited." ”

The reason why I found this place was that the swordsman heard a mellow voice in the heart lake, "Please come into the house for a while." ”

After bidding farewell to his old friend in the Huxin Pavilion, the old prince went to the bamboo building in the backyard with an umbrella alone, and borrowed a treasure from Mr. Han, who was watching the girl write in the Xiting Pavilion, which was the study room where Mr. Han read and practiced calligraphy every day.

Mr. Han just smiled and replied, "Lord Wang, please take care of yourself." ”

The old prince climbed to the second floor of the bamboo building by himself, sat in front of an old chessboard, knelt on his knees, his upper body was straight, his hands were clenched into fists and gently placed on his knees, and his posture was calm.

Then the old prince slowly spoke, taking advantage of the spring rain and spring breeze, to give a sentence to a swordsman in the city. Then over the whole palace, in the rain curtain, a lot of golden lotus flowers bloomed, and the flowers opened petals, and there were visions born.

There are goddesses flying high for nine days, attracting countless brilliant lights; there are gold-armored gods, one left and one right, standing with swords; there are Taoist Gaozhen, Confucian gentlemen, and Buddhist holy monks, the three of them sit around the water, each observing the Tao; there are battlefield generals, Jin Ge Iron Horse, standing proudly on the top of the sky, looking down on all living beings......

The swordsman in the cloak suddenly appeared at the other end of the chessboard, and the old prince opened his palm and made a gesture of please.

The swordsman sat down, and the vision outside the house dissipated.

"If I'm not mistaken, it's a picture of the mountain in the mountains. The swordsman said lightly.

"Three bowls of white rice, three pictures changed, but what the name is, I really don't know. The old prince smiled.

The many abnormalities in the sky above the palace are all derived from the swordsman's mouth of the Gengchen Tibetan Mountain map. This picture comes from the Shifang Pavilion, and Gengchen is the name of the mapper, and the word Tibetan Mountain means that the immortals are hiding in this mountain.

The swordsman's expression was flat, and he said, "When did Huang Gengchen fall so down that he wanted to exchange this Tibetan Mountain Map for white rice?"

"After you left, a lot of things happened there. Since they are all people in the world, they naturally have times when they are down. The old prince smiled.

The swordsman asked, "As for suppressing me with so many rules?"

"Very much. ”

A small bamboo building, where Mr. Han studied, represents the rules and etiquette of Confucianism. The Tibetan mountain map that has just been unfolded contains the afterglow of the avenue of many deceased people, all of which are superimposed on each other, and it is the same reason that the Taoist borrowed a private school to deal with the sword qi of a swordsman.

Because of the swordsman in front of him, except for the word rules, nothing in the world can defeat him. A picture of Tibetan mountains, copied and painted one hundred and eight ancient immortal mountains, many of which have been recorded in later generations but have never been found. For example, the legendary Buzhou Immortal Mountain, which is used to support heaven and earth, is also painted in it. With the remnants of the immortal family on the one hundred and eight immortal mountains, it was just enough to suppress the majestic sword qi that overflowed around the swordsman.

And the swordsman's own avenue is because he intends to converge, otherwise how this heaven and earth can be carried would have been shattered a long time ago.

"Actually, you don't have to, I can suppress it for the time being. ”

The old prince shook his head and smiled: "The opportunity is rare, you should also take care of your injuries." The Confucian rules contained in this place are actually not used to suppress you, and the underground of this bamboo building is used to suppress eighteen evil ghosts. The rules of the avenue in the Tibetan mountain map manifest, although there will be a part of it to suppress you, but at the same time, it will also help you resist the rules of the entire world, all in all, the benefits outweigh the disadvantages. You can just take the opportunity to recuperate. ”

The swordsman seemed to notice something unusual, and couldn't help asking, "What about the strange rules of this city?"

The old man said flatly: "I withdrew." ”

"Why?"

"Actually, we're old friends, we've seen each other many years ago. ”

The swordsman was puzzled: "When have you met?" I have been in the South China Sea for a while, look at your appearance, you should not be more than sixty years old, have we met?"

"Sort of. ”

The old prince didn't say much about this, and said directly: "I know that you are going to take the sword, saying that it is borrowed, but most of the sword will not return to me completely, so I will give him to you, but you have to promise me three things." ”

The swordsman also said very simply: "What three things?"

"First, I hope you can leave a sword qi in Zhenbei City, and I will be useful in the future. Second, just escort my son to the West and send him to the Posa City on the border of the Western Buddhist country, which won't delay you much, at most half a month. Third, on the escort road, if you think that my son is a material that can be made, it is good to teach some swordsmanship that children can understand. ”

The swordsman said very happily: "Yes, but my identity, you can't tell your son how to teach swordsmanship, in me." ”

"Yes. ”

"Deal. ”

"A vassal king is so simple when he talks to people, and there is no secret means?" quipped the swordsman.

"It's better to have a good time dealing with the characters in the book. ”

"Characters from the books?"

"Shifang Pavilion has printed a book of celebrities in ancient and modern times, among which the name Zhang Xinnan, I don't need to say more. ”

The swordsman wiped the bridge of his nose with his thumb and said proudly, "Of course. ”

Ancient and modern celebrities, Zhang Xinnan is the first.

The swordsman in front of him who is not good-looking, in fact, everyone in the world knows it, and he is the first person in the world to do swordsmanship throughout the ages.

In the big battle that decided who would dominate the earth of the human race, this person contributed the most and killed the most demons.