The young man came to his senses, and then asked: "Just now Zhao Hai said that you want to worship in Shu Mountain, and you must first be asked by a sword. What is this sword question?"

Zhao Hai bowed down and replied: "Young Lord, as the name suggests, this sword of asking the heart is the sword of torturing the heart. People in this world, whether they are bright and upright husbands, or flies camp dogs and villains, as long as they roll in the red dust, they will experience life and death, love and hatred. Everyone has gains and losses in their hearts. This sword of conscience tortures the gains and losses in your heart!"

"What are the gains and losses in your heart?"

The young man looked confused, as if he understood or not, and looked up at Lao Wei and Zhao Hai, both of them were thoughtful, but they didn't know what they were thinking, who they were?

"Old Wei, we have all arrived at the foot of Shu Mountain. When will you go to Shu Mountain to be questioned by the Heart Sword? Zhao Hai said once every three years, so when is the next time? How should I prepare?" Lin Hu grinded his fists and clapped his hands, eager to try.

"Young master, the next time will be two years later. But we don't have to be subject to the sword of conscience, and we don't have to wait for the three-year period..."Old Wei's face flushed slightly.

Seeing Lin Hu's puzzled expression, Old Wei Tou hurriedly said: "Young Master, there has long been an agreement between the five holy lands, and I have found that some disciples who are talented and intelligent and have strange bones, but are not suitable for practicing the exercises of this sect, can recommend each other. ”

Lin Hu looked at Lao Wei with a smile: "Old Wei, then am I talented and intelligent, or am I a bone Qingqi?"

Old Wei said curtly: "This and this..."

Lin Hu laughed and said, "Anla, An." Look at you're embarrassing! I haven't blushed yet, why are you blushing?!"

"My father must be afraid that I won't be able to pass the Sword of Conscience and not be able to enter the Shushan Gate. I don't know what face I sold, and what relationship I left, opened the back door for me. ”

"Don't be afraid to hurt my pride. Will I still be angry because of my self-esteem? Young master, I am not one of those sour and rotten Confucian students who shout all day long about starving to death for small things and big things for losing moderation. Since there is a chance to simply enter Shushan first, of course it is first!"

"Those books of Confucius and Mencius, I can't read them with my eyes, young master, I can't ride a bow or pull a horse, and I can only smile at the arithmetic. Since you have said it Lao Wei, this Shushan Sword Pavilion is my only chance, so I have to go in first!"

"Young master, my old Wei speaks straight. Over the years, the prince has taken us all over the world, and he has really bullied many people. These soft eggs don't dare to provoke the prince, they only dare to spread some slanderous words behind your back. What do you say is stupid and stupid like a pig, you don't learn or do it, and what Lao Tzu heroes are pigs!"

Lin Hu rolled his eyes: "Did you old bastard take the opportunity to scold me and get to the point?"

"Young master, you are not a talented, intelligent, and close to a demon, and you have this figure, so you can't get along with the bones Qingqi. ”

"But Lao Wei, I have watched you grow up since I was a child, watched you treat your subordinates, and watched you face all kinds of gossip. Lao Wei, I joined the army when I was young and followed the prince across the north and south, and in the past thirty or forty years, I have also seen all kinds of young geniuses who have become famous since childhood, but I have never seen anyone in my age who can compare with you!"

"Young master, this Shushan Sword Pavilion. It's good for us to enter or not, even if we can't cultivate this sword, you will definitely be the number one person on this continent in the future!"

Old Wei looked at Lin Hu with a sincere expression.

"Haha. Of course!" Lin Hu laughed and said, "Have a good rest today! The young master will enter Shu Mountain tomorrow and practice the way of the sword!"

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The night passed, and the morning came.

At this time, Shushan City did not have the bustle and noise of the day, and the whole city seemed lazy and comfortable. The land of Bashu has been peaceful for a long time, different from the war-torn Qin and Zhao and other places, the impression left by Shu and Shu to the world may be this prosperity and comfort.

Lin Hu yawned and walked out of the house, with black eyes and a bulky body that looked like an animal unique to Bashu.

Even though Lin Hu is cheerful and open-minded and at ease with what happens, he is only a twelve-year-old boy after all.

The first time I left home, I came all the way to Shushan. Moreover, the sword of Shushan and the people of Shushan have left a deep imprint on the young man's heart these days. Thinking that he was about to repair his sword in Shushan, excitement and apprehension were inevitable.

It was a night full of thoughts and it was difficult to sleep.

The young man climbed into the carriage with great difficulty, looked at the old Wei next to him, and asked suspiciously: "Old Wei, are you sending me to apprenticeship or smashing the gate of Shushan Mountain?"

Old Wei sat in the car, carrying a strip of cloth more than six feet long on his back. Needless to say, inside is the head of the gun and stick of the Dazhao Military Academy, known as the "Flying Demon Ape" Wei Dong's housekeeping weapon, the purple gold iron rod.

Old Wei smiled and replied inexplicably: "Go hunt voles!" An old face looked a little expectant and a little emotional.

Lin Hu didn't understand, and seeing that Lao Wei didn't want to say more, he didn't continue to ask.

Looking at Zhao Hai riding on a horse beside him, as well as more than a dozen saber light riders on the left and right of the attendants, Lin Hu was full of ambition, waved forward, and shouted: "Let's go!

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Everyone went out of the city and walked more than ten miles to the west, and then came to the foot of Shu Mountain.

Mount Shu is not a mountain, but a mountain range with more than a dozen peaks connected together.

The mountains are undulating, and the sea of clouds is rolling and collapsing.

This is the holy place in the hearts of countless sword cultivators in the world - Shu Mountain!

Lin Hu got out of the carriage and looked at the mountains above him, his eyes widened, trying to see if there was a sword qi rushing to the sky, or the sound of a dragon roaring and a tiger's sword.

"Young Lord, the Shushan Sword Pavilion is in a valley in this mountain. We have to go on foot!" Zhao Hai helped Lin Hu get out of the carriage, turned around and instructed the attendants, "Leave two people to watch the horses, and the others will follow me to send the young prince up the mountain!"

As a fat man, Lin Hu couldn't help but be stunned about climbing the mountain.

Climbing mountains and running are naturally the two most hated sports in the hearts of fat people.

While walking on the rugged mountain road, he complained in his heart about the ancestor he had not met: "If you have to go deep into the mountains, you can't start a sect on the flat land?"

After walking for about half a day, the mountain road gradually opened up. Hearing Zhao Hai say that he was about to arrive at the Sword Valley of Shushan, although Lin Hu was sweating profusely and exhausted, his spirit was also shocked, he gritted his teeth and continued to move forward.

After a while, a valley loomed in front of everyone.

Lin Hu looked far away and saw a huge stone at the mouth of the valley, which was engraved with the four big characters of "Shushan Sword Valley".

These four words are written like a loose horse, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, and after looking at it for a long time, it seems that there are countless dragons and snakes, jumping out of the stone.

Next to the boulder, there was also an old man with a hat, the old man was thin and inconspicuous, wearing a coarse linen coat and holding his trouser legs, like an old farmer who had just returned from the field.

The most eye-catching thing is the earthy yellow giant sword next to this person, which is the size of a door panel, thick and without a blade.

Lin Hu looked at the old man strangely, and found that the old man raised his eyes and saw him, thinking that this was probably one of the future masters and uncles, and he was trying to come forward to greet him and sell him first. But I heard the old Wei Tou next to him mutter:

"This old thing is really here!"

As he spoke, he got out of the carriage and removed his iron rod from his back.

Suddenly, I heard the old farmer on the other side burst out: "Old dog Wei!"

The man took off his hat, lifted the giant sword, held the sword with both hands, and slashed out towards Lin Hu and the others, from afar!