In the wooden house behind Shenxiu Peak, in the dim candle flame, a middle-aged man in green clothes and white hair sat on the futon, Su Yan, the patriarch of the Pure Spirit Terrace.

Seeing Li Yu coming, the middle-aged man's voice sounded, as if he was from above the nine heavens, long and quiet, but it was as exciting as the spring thunder.

"Xiao Yu, don't be polite, come in."

The woman in Tsing Yi, who was called "Xiao Yu", paused, then answered "yes" and slowly got up and walked straight into the wooden house.

There is a painting hanging on the wall behind Dingfeng Zhenjun, with eight big characters on it, "Shenxiu Fengqi, the magic of the sword", and next to the word, there is a sword hanging obliquely, I don't know how long it has not been used, and there is a thick layer of ash on it.

"Li Yu of the Pure Spirit Terrace has seen the old ancestor."

"Hahahaha, you little girl, you don't have to be polite, come and sit next to Grandpa Taizu, let Grandpa Taizu take a good look."

The white-haired middle-aged man joked with a smile, and Li Yu, a woman in Tsing Yi who heard this, sat down next to the white-haired middle-aged man with a smile.

"Xiaoyu, how old is this year?"

Li Yu sat aside, drinking a freshly brewed cup in the teacup, and immediately put down the teacup after hearing the middle-aged man on the side asking:

"Back to Grandpa Taizu, it will be twenty-one in two months."

"Twenty one, twenty one."

The middle-aged man touched his chin and said, "Is there a marriage match?" Are there any good people? ”

Li Yu in Tsing Yi turned red, and lowered his head embarrassedly:

"Back to Grandpa Taizu, I haven't been married yet, but it's ......"

The middle-aged man smiled and pointed:

"Is that where the heart belongs? What kind of amazing wonder can enter the eyes of Xiaoyu girl. ”

Hearing this, Li Yu couldn't help frowning, and stopped talking. Four hundred years of experience, the little girl's smile and frown, how can she hide what she thinks from his eyes. Without waiting for the woman in Tsing Yi to answer, Su Que continued:

"The rivers and lakes are far away, it is not easy to find a good match, as long as it is the desire of your heart, it is where your sword heart goes, you don't have to care about anything else."

The woman in Tsing Yi bowed slightly and said:

"Thank you, Grandpa."

After a while, Su Yu stretched out his hand, the long sword hanging diagonally on the wall trembled, and sent himself to the hands of the white-haired middle-aged man, in Li Yu's puzzled gaze, he gently dusted off the dust on the scabbard, "poof", the long sword was unsheathed, the sword qi filled the surroundings, and the wooden house suddenly became a little colder, the middle-aged man flicked his fingers, and the long sword buzzed, endlessly.

"This sword is called "Hansha", it is your grandfather and I used to be the sword, hundreds of years of ups and downs, witnessing the rise and fall of generations of kendo talents, this time I will give it to you. ”

Li Yu stood up abruptly and couldn't stand on his knees. Su Yan didn't stop this time, just smiled and looked at the young woman kneeling on the ground.

"You just have too many courtesies, unlike that little guy, although the talent is average, but you have a great appetite for me, and when you see me, you are always an old guy, an old guy, and a short guy, without any scruples."

The woman in Tsing Yi raised her head, her expression softened slightly, and she asked:

"Grandpa Taizu, is that person holding a worn-out iron sword?"

"Oh? Do you know him? ”

Su Ran's thoughts seemed to return to that night, a young junior, carrying a pot of bad wine and a dilapidated iron sword on his shoulder, came to this Pure Spirit Pavilion, the two of them had three rounds of wine, Su Que said:

"How about I use this sword on my wall to exchange another glass of wine with you?"

The boy picked up the worn-out iron sword on his lap and said:

"Sword? I have. Although it's not a famous sword, but it's my Su Zhan's sword, old guy, if you want to drink and talk straight, I'll go get a few more jars. ”

Back to the present, the middle-aged man smiled and said:

"It's a funny little guy to look at the old iron sword in his hand like a treasure."

The woman in Tsing Yi smiled, smiling so easily. The middle-aged man looked at her, put the sand in his hand in front of her and said:

"Go down the mountain, as a swordsman, the rivers and lakes are your final destination."

Li Yu took the sword, and his eyes revealed a determined light. Slowly exiting the Pure Spirit Pavilion, she threw the original sword in her hand into the Sinking Sword Pool outside the wooden house, and went down the mountain with the sword of her ancestor.

Passing through Shenxiu Peak, how did his eyes finally fall on the body of Li Yu in Tsing Yi at the foot of the mountain, Su Que picked up the tea cup on the table, took a sip, and finally sighed and said to himself.

"Hey, it's time to take a look, I can't keep you by my side all the time, after all, you're not just you anymore."

In the twenty-eighth year of the new Kandi, on the summer solstice, there were sword immortals on the mountain, and the rivers and lakes went down the mountain.

Yuzhou City, in the Jianghu Inn.

There is a crowd of people, and there is an endless stream of people coming and going, just wanting to see the demeanor of this martial artist of the upper three realms who has reappeared in the rivers and lakes.

In recent days, there has also been a person's deeds in the rivers and lakes, who is a beautiful female swordsman, who claims to be from Lingzhou Jinglingtai, who has injustice, she must fight the sword and speak out.

"That female swordsman is really incredible, and her swordsmanship is even more outstanding, it is rumored that she fought with Sun Changqing in Weidao Mountain, and it can be a draw, bluntly saying that this female swordsmanship is the pinnacle of art."

Four people at a table talked loudly, and any gossip in the rivers and lakes was spread by word of mouth.

"Who is Sun Changqing? Isn't it amazing? ”

As soon as he heard this question, the bearded man sitting at the table across from him slapped the table and poured a sip of wine.

"It's really a young boy who has just come out of the rivers and lakes, Sun Changqing doesn't even know?"

The little man who had choked on him was indignant and stood up.

"Who's the chick! If you have a daughter, Lao Tzu will definitely make her unable to survive, and she will regret her death! ”

The bearded man was not annoyed when he heard this, but said:

"Lao Tzu's daughter is your mother, if you have to go to Lao Tzu, I won't stop you, but you have to call Lao Tzu Grandpa to listen, hahahaha."

After a burst of laughter, a noble son opened the silver bone fan with a "snap" and said:

"Sun Changqing thirteen years ago and the current Qingzhou Swinging Sword Sect Sect Sect

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, these names were all famous in the rivers and lakes, and they were all defeated by this young man who was only in his early twenties at the time.

"So what?"

The voice sounded, and everyone's eyes were attracted by the young burly man at the other table, who grabbed a peanut and threw it into his mouth, and smiled disdainfully.

"I met the big shopkeeper in the first battle of the rivers and lakes, and I was not beaten by the big shopkeeper three times and then had no power to fight back, don't say a month, you said that he could beat the big shopkeeper for another ten years of retreat? Jianghu martial artists should be like this, abandon all bells and whistles, and the sword is just a small way. ”

There was another hearty laugh, and the middle-aged swordsman with a scruffy beard at the other table said:

"I can't say that Sun Changqing is not powerful, I can only say that he is too unlucky, and he can't fight with others to be so miserable, it is rumored that the big shopkeeper kicked half of Qiyang Peak, just ask the rivers and lakes now, who else can do it except those two?"

Everyone gasped, and the eyes of the young burly man who had spoken earlier were full of hope. At first, the young boy who boasted about Sun Changqing felt that he had lost face, and he closed the small silver bone fan and smashed it on the table, and the dark-skinned burly man on the side was like water, and he didn't say a word. The gentle woman on the other side also hid her face and smiled, and the green jade picked up the wine jug and poured a full glass of wine for Brother Gongzi.

Brother Gongzi was in a slightly better mood, so he slapped the table and said loudly:

"Xiao Er, let's have another pot of wine, and I want the Guangjiu Minglou brewed by the brewer of the Jade Wine Workshop!"

As soon as this remark came out, the rest of the tables cast envious eyes, and now Guangzhuo Minglou is also known as "amber light", and a pot costs thirteen taels of silver, which is equivalent to the average family can only save without eating or drinking for three months. And the people here are all reckless people who walk the rivers and lakes, and thirteen taels is not to say that they can be taken out.

"Guest, your wine is here."

Just when everyone was envious, a woman walked out of the backyard, coarse linen clothes could not stop her beauty, not pink but made her more beautiful and refined, any beautiful words used on her body is not surprising, especially her temperament, from a distance to see some mature beauty of the charm, but close up there is the fragrance of a young girl.

When she came to the young man, she didn't say that it was him, and even the swarthy burly young man beside him raised his head, and the gentle woman on the side looked away angrily, and couldn't help but look at it from time to time.

Putting down the wine, the woman disappeared from everyone's sight like a shock, and a table of guests patted the ghost Xiaoer next to him and said:

"This ...... Do you still recruit miscellaneous people in your inn? ”

The rest of the crowd pricked up their ears, and their thoughts were the same as his.

Ghost Xiaoer patted the hand he put on his shoulder, and said with a smile:

"If you can withstand the three punches of our big shopkeeper, if you can still stand here, then you are a member of my Jianghu Inn."

There was a burst of goosebumps, and everyone turned their heads stupidly, leaving the beautiful figure just now, should drink and drink, should eat, and should be Kan Dashan.

Life and women are more important, they weigh it clearly.

Ghost Xiaoer thought a little at this time, and muttered to himself.

"What kind of idea does Qi Xiao have in his heart? The injury was also healed, and the letter from the shopkeeper was also sent to Mount Tai, and he still didn't leave. ”

The woman just now was the Kun Dao Qi Xiao who invited the gods of Mount Tai that day.

"But when she took off her robe, she had a little more fireworks."