Chapter 5: Returning with the Sword

This world is so cruel, Wang Yuan is extremely deferential to his teachers and friends, cultivates hard, and does not speak too loudly, but because of his shallow cultivation, he is despised by everyone, no one takes him seriously when he is alive, and even his relics are casually trampled upon when he dies; on the other hand, Zhang Cheng and others may not be really amazing and gorgeous, but all of them have hearts higher than the sky, no one in their eyes, and they are always full of anger -- but everyone thinks that they should do this, as if only this is reasonable. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Fang Shu covered his wounds and hated: If you are higher in cultivation than me, you can hurt people at will? -- When Senior Brother comes back, I have to let Senior Brother uphold justice and let him educate and educate these people! In terms of cultivation, Senior Brother's realm is higher than you, but Senior Brother doesn't always look like a humble gentleman?

I was thinking about it in my heart, and I heard footsteps outside the door again-is it Zhang Cheng who is unwilling to find the treasure left behind by Senior Brother Wang Quan, and wants to come back and find it again?

Fang Shu couldn't help but get angry and scolded: "******Mom, you don't want to come in and make trouble again today-unless I die, you are not allowed to touch Wang Yuan's things! Shameless! Shameless!"

The footsteps outside the door only paused slightly, and immediately the sound of pushing the door was heard - Fang Shu saw that the other party ignored him, and made up his mind that as long as Zhang Cheng dared to come in again, he would fight with him and break the net!

As soon as the door opened, a biting cold air rushed in, Fang Shu jumped up, clenched his fist, and was about to punch out--At this time, the person who only heard the door said weakly: "Fang, Fang Shu! It's me-" Fang Shu was stunned, his fist stopped in front of the other party's front door, squinted, and couldn't believe his eyes: "Wang, Wang Yuan!

I saw that Wang Yuan seemed to have just been fished out of the water, his body was wet, his hair was scattered, messy, and the tips of his hair were shining brightly on the light, not so much a human being as a water ghost, if he hadn't spoken first, Fang Shu wouldn't have recognized it at all, dumbfounded, and forgot to move.

"I, I thought I, I was going to die...... Hehe, I fainted to death at that time, and I fell into the deep pool at that time......" Wang Yuan grinned, more ugly than crying.

Fang Shu was only stunned for a moment, and immediately said: "If you don't die in a big disaster, there will be a blessing in the future-hey, I really am, don't you go all the way back, won't you freeze to death! Stop talking, I'll boil hot water, you hurry up and warm up......

Wang Yuan looked at Fang Shu's concerned appearance, and couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, and he also felt so cold that he couldn't speak, but at this time, another surging enthusiasm burned in his heart: "This time, I won't be ...... It's not for nothing, but look at what it is-"Raise your right hand."

Fang Shu looked at it fixedly, and saw that Wang Yuan was holding a sword that was more than two feet long in his hand?

Thinking of what the master said on the cliff, Fang Shu couldn't help but widen his eyes: "Wang Yuan, you won't, you won't say-this sword, it is-"

Wang Yuan said very decisively: "That's right! I can be very sure that this is the divine sword that King Chu threw into the abyss back then!" His eyes were scorching, making people feel that his whole person also had momentum.

Fang Shu already felt very unbelievable that he could come back alive after jumping off the abyss—how could it be so coincidental that he could still pick up King Chu's divine sword? That was already a thousand years old......

The shape of the sword was quaint, and there seemed to be some brilliance in the gloom, as if it really seemed to be like that......

However, Fang Shu was not easy to say what he thought, and said, "Anyway, it's a great joy that you can come back alive - take a bath first, and then tell me in detail what happened......

"Well, I'm a little confused, too...... I think you can tell me in detail what is going on in my house......" Patronizing and happy, Wang Yuan saw that he was in a messy room.

"Uh......"

"I threw all my clothes on the ground, do you have clean clothes to wear after taking a shower?"

“......”

......

After a hot bath, Wang Yuan changed his clothes. Fang Shu saw that there was another terrifying wound on his face, from the left side of his face to the bridge of his nose to the corner of his eye, it should have been the injury he had suffered from jumping off the cliff. Wang Yuan himself didn't care at all, and just asked, "Where is my sword?"

"Oh, here. Fang Shu had been looking at it for a while, but he didn't see anything famous. Wang Yuan took the sword, overjoyed, and rubbed it carefully.

"I didn't know what was going on, but when I was in the middle of my blood, a voice said to me - jump down, jump down, and you will get the peerless magic weapon - forget how high this mountain is! I only woke up when I flew in mid-air, and now I must die!"

"As a result, I was just blocked by a few horizontal trees in the mountains, which slowed down the momentum of the fall, otherwise, even if I ended up in the waterhole, I would have died......"

“...... I realized that I wasn't dead, and I remembered what my master said, so I searched underneath......"

Fang Shu rolled his eyes: "You are really broad-hearted. ”

"Hey...... Or do you say that fools have foolish blessings......" Wang Yuan laughed, holding his hand on the hilt of the sword: "I touched it below, it's really a coincidence, I touched something from the crack in the rock, I didn't feel that it was a branch, so I pulled it out—sure enough, it's this sword!hahahaha!" said happily, and couldn't help laughing, he had never been so happy in Fang Shu's image.

"Oh, where did you find the sword?" asked Fang Shu again.

Wang Yuan said strangely: "I found it, I came back directly, and then I saw you in my room." ”

"......" Fang Shu said speechlessly: "You have been touching in the cold pool until midnight?--Do you know that I and a few senior brothers are easy to find there, and there is no response to how you call them...... Why don't you freeze to death for a day......?"

Wang Yuan scratched his head: "You guys came to me, uh, then I didn't hear it in the water?--it's not cold, it's not cold at all below, hehe-"

Fang Shu shook his head: "Crazy! You want to go crazy with a sword!"

Wang Yuanman didn't care: "Now that the divine soldiers are in hand, if I meet other senior brothers on the school field, I will also have the possibility of fighting them......" Obviously, he also felt extremely ashamed of the defeat in the past few days, so he desperately hoped to save some face.

"But, isn't Dabi almost over......" Fang Shu poured a basin of cold water on him.

Wang Yuan was stunned.

"Moreover, if your opponent is someone else, tomorrow's last game, you are facing Senior Brother Wu Renjie, he is now ranked second in the inner courtyard......"

Wang Yuan was even more depressed: "Yes, the gap with Senior Brother Wu Renjie is too big, even if I have a divine sword, I can't help him...... Does this mean that I am doomed to the last game or will it end in failure?"

Fang Shu saw that his emotions were too easily hit, so he smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay, you forgot, tomorrow after the official competition in the inner courtyard, there will be a chance to come to the door to challenge...... Even if you lose tomorrow, you can plan again the day after tomorrow. ”

"Oh, oh! yes!" Wang Yuan couldn't help but be excited when he heard that there was still a chance to be ashamed.

Fang Shu also felt that he was a little crazy when he came back, thinking of his performance in the school field, he said a little helplessly: "Brother, if you really want to take a breath, on the premise that your cultivation cannot be greatly improved, you have to make sure that this sword in your hand really contains huge energy......

Wang Yuan said confidently: "Emperor Chengzong's divine sword, can it be bad? Do you remember what you said that day? Hmph, with the divine sword in hand, I don't believe it-"

"The premise is that it is really Emperor Chengzong's divine sword......" Fang Shu was a little helpless.

"Why not?" Wang Yuan was very unconvinced: "Can this be fake?" Stretched out his hand to draw his sword - but the sword was too tight, and he didn't pull it out.

Fang Shu smiled awkwardly: "I also pulled it out just now - I didn't pull it out either." It's not going to be-rust, is it?"

Wang Yuan's face flushed: "I don't believe it-hey!hey!"

Fang Shu looked at the body of the sword, which was full of mottled rust, and couldn't help but laugh: "With this rusty sword, it can also be said to be Emperor Chengzong......'s divine soldier?

"Ouch, Fang Shu, why don't you believe me! Hmph, I'll find someone to fight tomorrow, I'll know if I try, Hmph!"

"Look at your temper...... Fang Shu shook his head helplessly, and suddenly remembered something, and said: "Hey, I remember, it seems that the history books say that Emperor Chengzong is ...... 'throwing a long sword into the abyss', right?"

"Yes, what's wrong?" Wang Yuan wondered: "You know more words than me, and you still have to ask me?"

"Ahem. Fang Shu couldn't help but smile: "You are also right, the sword of the King of Chu ...... It's a long sword, that's a long sword, just your sword, I'm embarrassed to say it's a long sword-"

The sword that Wang Yuan brought back was no more than two feet long, and it was only sixty or seventy centimeters.

Wang Yuan: "......"

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