Xu Dangren leaned on the recliner gracefully, holding a long sword in his arms, and stroked it gently.

Since he came to Tianhang City, the old man will be like this when he is empty.

Carrying a rattan chair, sitting at the door of the small courtyard, staying for a day.

At the beginning, Chu Qingxiao was still a little worried, Xu Dangren was not very suitable for the life in the hanging city that day.

After all, there seemed to be some unpleasant places between Jianyue City and Tianhang City.

For this reason, he and Yuejian also found the old man together to communicate with him about the matter.

But the old man said that he liked this place very much, and he also liked to stay like this - half a lifetime of exile made him very satisfied with the stable life he has now.

Chu Qingxiao didn't know if his words were sincere, but if he wanted to leave here, he had to wait until Zhao Nianshuang came out of the customs and greeted her before he left for Xizhou, so he could only do so temporarily.

At this moment, all the people in the courtyard went about their own business.

Meng Ziliang went to teach his employer a sword.

Meng Jin left early in the morning with Zhu Quan, according to what she said, she had to use her own way to make Zhu Quan change his ways, but Chu Qingxiao didn't have much hope for this.

Chu Zhaozhao and Ziyu had to continue to consolidate their cultivation, and Yuejian didn't know where they went.

However, Lu Sandao was still drinking by herself at the stone table in the small courtyard, and according to the agreement, she had to go to the Yaoguang Sword Pool with Chu Qingxiao today.

Seeing that Chu Qingxiao had cleaned up and walked out of the house, Lu Sandao, who was drinking vigorously, hurriedly hid his wine jug behind him, wiped the wine stains on his mouth, and looked at Chu Qingxiao with a smile: "Little ...... Xiao Qingxiao, I'm ready, let's go. ”

"Hiccup!"

Chu Qingxiao rolled his eyes, there was no way to deal with this wine Mengzi.

"I'll talk about it later, Senior Sister Lu, you can rest for a while." Chu Qingxiao said.

"Okay, then I'll drink it again...... Ah no, I mean a break. Lu Sandao said.

Chu Qingxiao was already surprised by this, he ignored the other party, but walked straight to the old man who was sitting at the entrance of the small courtyard.

The old man was holding a teapot in one hand and stroking the sword in his arms with the other, looking pleasant.

Chu Qingxiao stood beside him, took a deep breath, and was about to ask a question.

"That sword is good." But before the words came out, Xu Dangren's voice came at this time.

"Huh?" Chu Qingxiao couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this.

But the next moment he reacted, but he still asked with some astonishment: "How did the seniors know?" ”

Xu Dangren didn't turn his head to face Chu Qingxiao, drank a cup of tea by himself, and then said: "Although my eyes are blind, my ears are not deaf. ”

"And the sword in your sword case is a little noisy."

When he was in Goshawk Village, Xu Dangren mentioned more than once that he had the ability to listen to swords, Chu Qingxiao thought it was an exaggeration at first, but only then did he know that the other party did have such a ability.

After a brief moment of surprise, Chu Qingxiao asked again: "Then, in the opinion of my seniors, should I send this sword back to the Yaoguang Sword Pool?" ”

When this question came out, Xu Dangren, who was lying on the rattan chair, paused obviously, and then turned his head towards Chu Qingxiao.

"People need to make decisions all the time in this life."

"From what you eat at night, to what you wear tomorrow."

"From which girl you like, to what you do for a living."

"I made a decision for you today, and if you encounter a problem in the future, who will help you make a decision? After all, I'm quite old, and obviously I can't live forever. ”

Xu Dangren's words were a little serious.

Chu Qingxiao felt that there was no need for this, after all, he just wanted some advice.

"I ......," he was about to argue.

"And you think it's a sword? Or is it a person? But when the words came out, Xu Dangren asked again.

This time, Chu Qingxiao was stunned, and then said, "I don't understand, is there any difference between this?" ”

"If it's just a sword, but it's the sword of Tianhang Mountain, then you have to follow the rules of Tianhang Mountain, and you should return to the sword pool, and naturally you have to return to the sword pool." Xu Dangren said very easily.

Chu Qingxiao frowned and said, "But he doesn't seem to be completely just a sword. ”

"You think he's human?" The old man asked rhetorically.

Chu Qingxiao hesitated for a while, and responded: "At least it's close to the category of a person." ”

"Then since you are human, why do you make decisions for him?" Xu Dangren asked.

This question made Chu Qingxiao's body tremble, and he looked at Xu Dangren in astonishment, but saw that the corners of the other party's mouth were smiling like nothing.

Chu Qingxiao suddenly brightened, and he hurriedly saluted Xu Dangren: "Thank you, senior." ”

After saying this, he did not stop, and at this moment he ran quickly towards the outside of the courtyard.

The old man on the rattan chair, listening to the footsteps of the young man's departure, slowly lay down on the wicker chair again, he stroked the sword in his arms, and muttered in a voice that only he could hear: "What a good sword." ”

"It's a pity that I was born in the ...... of Tianhang Mountain"

Behind him, the woman who was drinking on the stone table also poured a large sip of wine at this time.

Her eyebrows and eyes were full of drunkenness, but the corner of her eyes was at this moment, staring at the sword that had never been unsheathed in the old man's arms.

……

"These fox friends of yours are more affectionate and righteous than I thought." Meng Jin held a silver gun, raised his eyebrows, and looked at Zhu Quan on the side with interest.

It stands to reason that Zhu Quan should be very proud at this time, after all, this is the most powerful evidence for him to refute Meng Jin.

But in fact, Zhu Quan's face at this moment was extremely ugly, he looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, his companions, but only ten breaths of effort, were all put to the ground by Meng Jin.

Now they are lying on the ground, clutching their mouths or chests, or their legs and wailing.

"See, as long as you are willing to practice swords, maybe you can have this ability one day." Meng Jin put the silver gun back behind him and looked forward to a bright future for Zhu Quan in a timely manner.

Zhu Quan didn't have the psychology to Meng Jin, after he came back to his senses, he hurriedly untied the rope on his body, and then walked quickly to one of his companions.

"Brother Gu, are you okay?" He asked, slightly anxious.

The young man surnamed Gu heard the sound, covered his chest, reluctantly sat up, shook his head with a pale face, he glanced at Meng Jin on the side, and said with palpitations: "This girl has shown mercy to her subordinates, and she has not hurt the vital point, and she should be fine after a while." ”

Zhu Quan couldn't pull his face and thanked Meng Jin.

He could only ask again: "You are so reckless today, she will want to be fresh, and in a few days she will be like those guys before, and when she can't take me, she will leave in disgrace." ”

Meng Jin was obviously not the first person to accept this commission, and the previous few people also tried various methods to try to make Zhu Quan comply, but in the end, they all returned in vain.

And the young man surnamed Gu said with a wry smile: "We received news that the plan of the Sword Hall has been advanced, and we will go to the mountain and water ditch today to drive out the residents......

"What?" Zhu Quan's face changed suddenly when he heard this.

"What about Uncle Meng?" Zhu Quan asked again.

"It's all ready, it's waiting for you!" The young man surnamed Gu said again.

"Let's go!" And Zhu Quan didn't talk nonsense anymore, and said immediately.

And the young people around them also got up from the ground in embarrassment, and they were about to leave with Zhu Quan.

Meng Jin looked a little inexplicable on the side, but she obviously wouldn't let Zhu Quan leave so easily.

She had to stretch out a hand at that time, put it on Zhu Quan's shoulder, and said: "Acting in such a play is like running away, isn't it too stupid to treat me?" ”

Zhu Quan's steps to leave paused at this moment, he slowly turned his head sideways, and his side face no longer had the panic and cowardice of the past.

On the contrary, it became a little cold and resolute.

Meng Jin was keenly aware of this change, and her heart trembled.

"Miss Meng, I will accompany you to play on the scene at another time to satisfy your bad taste of guiding other people's lives."

"But today, I'm sorry."

"I'm not very available."

As soon as he said this, Meng Jin suddenly felt a burning sensation on his fingertips from his hand on Zhu Quan's shoulder.

The tingling made her face turn sideways, and she hurriedly withdrew her hand.

And it was this stunned kung fu, but Zhu Quan had already taken the group of young people and left quickly.

Meng Jin finally came back to her senses, she subconsciously looked at her fingertips, only to see that the fingertips were a little red, obviously, the burning sensation was real, not her own illusion.

……

Sun Li burped.

Stretched out his hand to wipe the wine stains on his beard, and staggered down the streets of Tianhang City.

He walked aimlessly.

He just wanted to visit the sect where he had lived for many years.

From a very young age, he came to Tianhang Mountain.

Although his talent is average, his qualifications are mediocre.

But he wanted to learn swords from a very early age—he wanted to be a swordsman who fought the sword world and eradicated evil.

If the road is uneven, then draw your sword to help.

If you meet interesting people on the road, then drink and talk.

Be happy and happy.

And the Sword Sect in the world, only the Heavenly Hanging City is second to none.

Naturally, he came here.

Thinking about myself at that time now, it is indeed a little naïve.

After all, to be such a carefree swordsman, in addition to having a chivalrous heart, you must also have the talent and qualifications to match.

The way of cultivation is so cruel.

No matter how hard you try, you can't compare to the flash of inspiration of others at a certain moment.

However, Sun Li did not regret his original decision.

Although he didn't become such a carefree swordsman, at least he did many meaningful things in his life.

He went to Longjiang City, where he killed the Wei people who entered the country and slaughtered the people of Dayu.

I have been to Ningzhou in the east and dealt with the revived Long Kui.

I have also been to the night country in southern Xinjiang to suppress the heavenly demon gods who descended here.

He once drank spirits in the realm of death, and fought in the enemy line in the banner hunting, and never died.

He once traveled with his beloved girl in Shangyu Linghu by candlelight, listened to her sound like a silver bell, saw her dancing gracefully, and said that he would grow old with his son.

He also once watched the Taoist ancestor of the Li family on Taishen Mountain, ascended to the gate of heaven in one step, and was ranked as a saint in the Taoist court.

Although in most stories, he is just an inconspicuous, even dispensable supporting character.

But compared to ordinary people, his life is wonderful enough and lucky enough.

He was content with that.

Although it is indeed not a free ride, at least, he is acting chivalrous and righteous, and he is holding the sword for his own sect and the justice in his heart.

……

It's just that.

The young man in fresh clothes and angry horses will one day be gray-haired.

Sun Li couldn't escape this rule.

After the old people left one by one, he no longer could afford to lift the sword, he chose to retire from Kamigawa Peak and spend his old age in Hanging Mountain on this day.

A few years ago, he was still able to practice a set of swordsmanship in the morning to stretch his muscles and bones.

But in the past few years, his body has gradually deteriorated as before.

He understood that day was coming.

Thirty years ago, his girl died at the hands of the Wei people in the Battle of Longjiang City.

Since then, he has never had the heart to look at the girls next to him, no matter how beautiful they are.

He has no descendants, and the only thing that makes him concerned is the sword that has been with him for more than 40 years.

And now, its matter has finally been resolved.

Sun Li can wait for the day to come without worry.

But after all, there are still some people who are not used to the days without it, after all, they have been getting along day and night for so many years.

He only has a sword heart, and the sword knows his intentions.

Probably because of this, today's Sun Li drank a lot of wine, and then wandered aimlessly in Tianhang City.

He remembered that when he first came to Tianhang City, Tianhang City was not so big.

But in the past few decades, this change has indeed changed with each passing day.

Today's Tianhang City has expanded more than ten times compared to before.

Everywhere you can see the outer disciples wearing long swords at their waists, walking the streets, discussing the way of the sword and talking about the method of cultivation.

It's a thriving scene.

Many years later, these disciples, like him, will become promoted to the inner gate, and then get their own spirit sword, slay demons and demons, and perform chivalrous deeds.

This glory should be passed down from generation to generation.

And in this, there may be a trace of his insignificant credit.

Thinking of this, Sun Li felt a little honored.

With this in mind, he turned into an alley again.

But the sight in front of him made his brows furrow.

Tianhang City, how can there be such a boundary.

Such thoughts welled up in his mind.

In front of me are rows of low shanties, and at a glance, this dilapidated scene seems to have no end in sight.

The stench of decay pervades the air, sewage runs on the ground, rats and insects can be seen everywhere, but the ragged inhabitants who live in it seem to have become accustomed to all this.

"They are also disciples of Tianhang Mountain?" Such doubts flooded Sun Li's heart.

He was a little puzzled.

He felt that there should not be such a place in Tianhang City, nor should there be such embarrassed disciples.

Tianhang City was huge, so big that most of the time, for an old man like him. Just going to the east and north of the city was enough to meet all his needs.

So much so that he never knew that there were such a large number of people in the mud to the west of Tianhang City.

Why did they end up here?

Sun Li was a little puzzled.

"We told you three days ago that you were moving out of here!"

"This is the land of the Heavenly Hanging City, not a place for people like you to live!"

And just as Sun Fang was wondering, a voice with contempt and anger came from not far away.

Sun Li looked up and saw a large group of disciples wearing the standard clothes of Liuhuan Peak, led by a middle-aged man, into this shantytown.

They were like a flock of wild cattle rushing in, wantonly blowing off the shabby but enough shelter from the wind and rain, and from time to time with a bit of arrogance in their mouths, they spoke ill of the inhabitants who tried to protect their homes.

The scene was chaotic.

There were children with dirt on their faces standing in front of the collapsed shantyhouse, howling and crying.

A ragged woman hugged a disciple's thigh and pleaded loudly, but was kicked away.

A few men gathered in front of the Liuhuan Peak disciple who was the leader, and said good things about a few more days.

But he was also beaten by a group of disciples.

Sun Li was a little angry.

He touched his hip and tried to pull out his sword.

Just like every time before.

But this time, his hand was in the air.

He suddenly realized that his sword was gone.

And that's not all.

His cultivation had already begun to decline, his hands and feet were no longer sharp, and even his eyes were a little dizzy, and he was not able to catch the opponent's attack.

Even the little spiritual power and sword intent that was left in his body became sluggish.

But after a slight hesitation, he walked up anyway.

Just like many years ago.

The young man in green clothes, fresh clothes and angry horses.

The road is uneven.

You have to draw your sword to help.

It's time to draw your sword and help!

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