Chapter 2 Ten Thousand Swords Gate
"Master, are you an immortal?"
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"Master, just accept me, I'm very smart, I've had a lot of strength since I was a child, and I'm a fast learner. ā
"Hey, old man, you didn't tell me about it! Where did you get this problem! I could forget it!"
"Hmph, ask for your own hardship, have I ever begged you to follow me?"
"Eh, master, why do you only have seven swords and one sword?"
"Eh, uh, what the Eight Swords of the Slanting Sun, it is the Seven Swords of the Slanting Sun. ā
"Master, are you from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, why do you have all these moves, you don't all steal the master. What if you find me in the future? ā
"Nonsense! Your master and I are extremely talented, and friends from all walks of life are all over the country, I can do these moves at just one glance, where do you steal the teacher or not steal the teacher. ā
Rong Tieyi sat alone on the edge of the river leading to the Canglan River in Huayang City, looking at the slowly flowing river and was stunned, he carried a burden and a cyan long sword on his back. Holding on his chest is the urn containing Li Changan's ashes.
"Hey, do you want to drink?"
The beggar that day happened to be on the other side of the river, and after the heavy rain that night, the beggar had become a little cleaner, and he could probably see how much older he was than Rong Tieyi.
He stood there for a long time, and also looked at Rong Tieyi for a long time, at this time, without waiting for Rong Tieyi to nod, he threw the wine gourd in his hand towards Rong Tieyi, he didn't seem to use much force, but the wine jug was thrown across the river nearly fifty zhang wide.
Rong Tieyi didn't raise his head, just raised his hand and pushed it, and the wine gourd that should have fallen in front of him fell into the river and went down the river with the water.
"Oh, my dear mother!" the beggar was instantly anxious like a monkey, and his mouth was incessantly invective, and he chased the wine jug down the river.
And Rong Tieyi didn't move from beginning to end except for raising his hand before.
Some people can forget everything, but they can't forget a hairpin.
It's been three thousand miles, and it has already been delivered to you.
Rong Tieyi's lips moved slightly, looking at himself reflected in the river, he froze again. The master had driven him away, but he didn't, he wanted to go, but he didn't go.
"Is this fate?" said something that should not have come out of the mouth of a sixteen-year-old boy.
It's fate, it's all fate, it's fate that I will be your apprentice, and it's fate, I'm going to go this way for you again.
Rong Tieyi got up and left, taking Li Changan to Wanjianmen.
And not long after Rong Tieyi left, two middle-aged men walked where he was before, they were gorgeously dressed, and they looked like big families.
One of them said, "Are you really going to keep this man?"
The other person continued, "What Li Changan hasn't finished should be done by his apprentice, shouldn't it?"
The two looked at each other and smiled without saying a word.
Only the four famous sects in the Central Plains have the greatest momentum, and the other small sects are all to the point of not mentioning it.
Wanjianmen, Baihua Valley, and Tianzen Buddhism all belong to the branches of Taoism, and Taoism as the state religion of the Xinyan Dynasty, the Buddhism of the Huasheng Temple has been suppressed, and there is no such incense as in the past, and now even the position of one of the four famous sects may not be able to be kept.
Now the four famous sects are the strongest in the Ten Thousand Sword Gate, and the place where the mountain gate is located is also the place where the people who practice martial arts in the world are most eager to go, and there are the most masters of tens of thousands of sword gates over the years, but the selection of disciples is also extremely strict, not to mention how difficult it is to open the mountain every five years, that is, the main peak where the towering clouds is located is the Qilin Mountain, and ordinary people don't want to climb it.
The Wanjian Gate of Qilin Mountain is more than 800 miles away from Huayang City, and Rong Tieyi used all the silver on his body to hire a carriage and drive for nearly twenty days before he arrived outside the mountain gate of Wanjian Gate, ready to run back and forth.
Wanjianmen occupies the eight peaks of the Qilin Mountain Range, and the place where Rong Tieyi has arrived is still two mountains away from the main peak, Qilin Mountain.
There are a total of five disciples guarding the mountain gate, and just by looking at the bearing from a distance, you can see the difference from that small sect.
The five of them were all wearing the gray and white robes of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, and they were equipped with fine iron long swords around their waists, no matter how handsome they looked or they looked shivering, they all had an extraordinary bearing, and they didn't dare to be despised at all.
After Rong Tieyi got out of the carriage, he instructed the coachman to wait here for half a day, and then he walked towards the mountain gate of Wanjianmen with Li Changsheng's urn.
Rong Tieyi overlooks Qilin Mountain, although it is blocked by two mountains, but it still can't stop the majestic momentum, towering into the clouds and not seeing its top, faintly can see the cranes flying together, so that everyone yearns for it.
Rong Tieyi would stop for a moment every few steps, and there was something strange in his heart, he looked in the direction of Qilin Mountain, and muttered to himself, "Master, is this where you have always wanted to come back, why don't you come back and have a look first?"
Rong Tieyi took a deep breath and moved his gaze to the five mountain guarding disciples, and he didn't remember how many times, Rong Tieyi listened to Li Changsheng talk about Wanjianmen, and he himself had fantasized about returning to Wanjianmen with his master one day. Become a disciple of the four famous sects.
However, God's will made people, and when the master and apprentice returned to Wanjianmen together, it was also a time when they were separated from heaven and man.
Rong Tieyi was getting closer and closer to the mountain gate, and the five mountain guarding disciples had already noticed him, and several of them glanced at each other, and took a step forward with their swords in hand, because Rong Tieyi at this time did look a little strange in their eyes.
Not to mention his young age, he is still holding a gloomy urn in his hand. This is not what a normal person who goes up to the mountains to seek a teacher can do.
"This little brother, this is where the mountain gate of Wanjianmen is located, no outsiders are allowed to enter, if you go the wrong way, little brother, go back quickly. ā
The person who spoke had a kind face, and seemed to belong to the senior brother generation among the five. In fact, the disciples who guarded the mountain were not low-level disciples in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, but they belonged to the elite disciples with high qualifications who had practiced in the mountain gate for several years.
Rong Tieyi is just over sixteen this year, which is really much younger than these high-ranking disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.
"Little brother?" Seeing that Rong Tieyi didn't answer and seemed to be stunned, the man shouted again.
Rong Tieyi suddenly trembled, his expression was a little excited, and he said,
"I, my name is Rong Tieyi, and I will take my master back to the mountain. ā
Rong Tieyi's voice did not have the immaturity of a young man at all, but carried a perseverance that ordinary strong men could not have. he
The hands holding the urn tightened, and a line of tears oozed from the corners of his eyes.
"My master, his name is Li Changan, he is a member of your Wanjian Sect, can you inform your master?" Rong Tieyi's voice became a little choked, and when he looked up, tears had already wet his entire face.
Seeing this, several people looked at each other, not understanding what was going on with the young man in front of them at all. Because of the name Li Changan, they have never heard of it.
"Then junior brother, you stay here first, and I'll go and ask the master. The man who spoke earlier turned around and was about to go up the mountain at this moment, but he saw another slightly younger Wanjian Sect disciple stop him, "Senior brother, this, you really want to tell your uncle?"
In his eyes, such a thing was not enough to bother that senior brother's master. People who have always wanted to climb the mountain and see the masters in the mountain gate have already met a lot, and all kinds of excuses have emerged in an endless stream. Only this senior brother of his, will take it seriously.
But if there is really something wrong with this young man, then the people who blame him will also be punished.
However, the man still turned away and only said, "Don't worry, I will bear the blame of the master." ā
Several people had no choice but to stand face to face with Rong Tieyi, waiting for the senior brother to come back.
Rong Tieyi gradually lowered his head, and he didn't know how long it was, when the four mountain guarding disciples had already retreated to the side.
Suddenly, there was a sound like a bell on the Qilin Mountain.
"Li Changan has been expelled from the division twenty years ago, and he is no longer a member of my Wanjian Sect, young man, please go back. ā
Rong Tieyi's brain is like a thunderbolt from the sky!
"How can this be?" Rong Tieyi knelt on his knees, and his tears could not be stopped!
"My master Li Chang'an is now the ancestor of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, Bieyun Zhenren, have you ever heard of the vision of heaven and earth thirty years ago? That was left by my master when he became an immortal. ā
"Hey, what's the matter with you kid? I don't teach you to learn, I teach you and you are still reluctant, do you know that when the current head of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, Li Yangtian, asked me for advice, he also had to call out respectfully Senior Brother!"
"How can this be? My master never said it! Immortal, immortal, please, my master is dead, he just wants to bury himself on that little cliff, please, please, let me go into the mountain, okay?"
Rong Tieyi put down the urn in his hand and knocked his head heavily on the ground one after another, until his forehead broke, blood and tears mixed together, he stood up and folded his hands, as if praying to the immortals in the sky, and pleaded in a low voice, "Please." ā
Asking for someone, Rong Tieyi has lived for the first time in the sixteen years he has lived, and for the first time, he knows for the first time that it is so difficult to ask for someone.
"Li Changan has been expelled from the division, and he has nothing to do with my Wanjian Sect, please go back, young man. ā
The four disciples guarding the mountain were also shocked when they heard this, the young man was so sad before they met, and those who were soft-hearted had already turned their backs and didn't want to look at it again. They have been on the mountain for ten years, although the rules of the mountain gate are strict, but the brothers and sisters under the door all know how to cherish such a hard-won opportunity to practice, and they have never heard of anyone who made any big mistakes and was expelled from the mountain gate.
They looked at Rong Tieyi's grief-stricken appearance, and they couldn't bear it in their hearts, and no one was willing to go to persuade him to leave.
Rong Tieyi couldn't kneel! One kneeling was three days.