After the rain, there are no more filaments falling from the heights.

The clouds are open, the sun is shining, and the sun is hanging brightly.

In the courtyard of the inner base of the Sacred Mountain Villa, under the sun, there were two tall men who were both very burly, and their heroic and domineering postures far exceeded those of ordinary Rao.

One was dressed in linen and silk, and his whole body was white.

Behind his body hung a delicate longbow and a cylinder full of arrows.

The two of them are Ling Pu, the owner of a village in Shenshan Villa, and Zheliu, a sharpshooter who is also one of the top ten masters of the human race.

The king of Ling Pu Ling is known as a god with martial arts, and he has an innate "god physique", and his physical body can bear injuries, which can be described as unparalleled in the world.

After being beaten by the sword god fish Youcong, he was not seriously injured, and the internal and external injuries were not to be worried, but he just lay on the bed for a whole time, and on the second day, he was able to stand up and walk freely.

In the courtyard of the courtyard, in the environment under the warm sun, Ling Pu deliberately ordered in advance not to let any subordinates come to the cluster, prepared all kinds of tools, bent down to dig a pit and dig the soil, and thought that he was seriously planting a sapling of unknown varieties.

And even though there were many servants guarding the outside of the courtyard, the heroic man with the bow behind him still walked into the courtyard regardless of his insistence and came straight to Master Ling's side.

When a guest arrived, Ling Pu just bent over and devoted himself to the matter of planting trees, without dispelling his attention, or even looking up and turning around, but simply said, "Come on, you've been late for a long time." ”

The person who came was Zheliu, a top master with the nickname of "God of Arrows", and he had another layer of identity, and he was the sworn brother of Yao Ying, the wife of the owner of the villa.

It stands to reason that the death of Yiyi's younger sister is unreasonable, and he, Zheliu, as an elder brother, should not be so late.

But it is late to come, and the "Philosopher's Arrow" has finally arrived.

After Zheliu approached, he stood silently beside Ling Pu, looking at the slender sapling on the ground that was more than a head shorter than himself, and there were not many green leaves on it, he frowned and asked, "What kind of tree is this?" ”

Ling Pu still didn't raise his head, helping the tree to stabilize the foundation soil, and this kind of link had to be very careful.

If it is loose, the tree is easy to fall, and if it is pressed too hard, it is easy to affect the growth of the root system.

The Shenyuan Domain King explained with a smile: "It's a loquat tree. I have read an article before, which wrote a sentence 'There is a loquat tree in the court, and my wife planted it in the year of her death', yesterday when I was lying in bed, I suddenly remembered that sentence, and now I got a whim, and I got a variety of plants, just to relieve boredom, and there is no other meaning. ”

Tetsuliu was silent for a while, and said: "After I received the news of Sakura's death, I went to Qingling Temple, knelt in front of the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva for seven nights, recited the Jizo Heart Sutra, and asked for incense for her righteous sister for seven whole days. ”

Ling Pu simply said "oh", disagreed, and asked in a calm tone, "What do you want?" ”

Zheliu also said two words lightly, "Peace of mind." ”

Ling Pu was slightly stunned, "Peace of mind? Who's at ease? ”

"Everyone."

Tetsuliu's tone was quite calm, "What I pray to the Buddha is that there are still alive in the world, and all those who still love Yao Ying in their hearts can live with peace of mind, of course, including me." ”

Ling Pu nodded with satisfaction, quite agreeing with this, "Peace of mind, if you can live with peace of mind, then you really don't have any worries." I have invited no less than 500 monks to come to Zhuangzi to write scriptures for Sakura'er's transcendence and ascend to Bliss as soon as possible...... This move, in fact, is to make yourself feel more at ease, but unfortunately it has little effect, it is still difficult to be safe, and it is difficult to sleep and sit at peace. Alas, I can't ask for it, I can't ask for it! ”

Tetsuliu sighed lightly, "I also know that this is difficult, I begged, it may just be in vain, but I am still willing to go to the temple and ask for it." There is no other purpose, just to have a clear conscience and sleep at night, so that I can have fewer nightmares. ”

Ling Pu said thoughtfully: "I'm not the same as you, I really wish I could dream more, as long as I have a dream, maybe I can see more Sakura in my dream, I really want to see you again...... Unfortunately, since she left, I haven't been able to sleep anymore! After being knocked unconscious by Yu Youcong with his fist, he fell asleep for a while, which was quite comfortable, but he didn't dream, and soon woke up again. ”

"There are some things that can't be done."

Tetsuliu smiled, "As the saying goes, 'my heart is my hometown', you let your heart settle down, too impetuous and anxious 'hometown', but you can't live in it." If I were Sakura, I wouldn't want to come back and see you like this! ”

Ling Pu sneered, "It's light." ”

Zheliu stared at the white hair in the black hair on Ling Pu's head, it was indeed a lot more than himself, he thought about it again, and suddenly said, "I should call you 'brother-in-law', right?" So brother-in-law, do you feel like a waste? ”

Hearing Zheliu's abrupt question, Ling Pu stopped what he was doing, slowly straightened his waist, and turned his head and said, "Why so?" ”

Tetsuliu said in a deep voice: "Sakura, that is, my sister-in-law, she tried her best to marry you, she was first beaten by her younger brother and destroyed a sword trick, and then she was expelled from the house and kicked out of the family tree...... After so many years, you have never avenged her from beginning to end, and you have not gone to find the trouble of the Qianjin Dynasty, isn't this kind of shitty behavior a waste? ”

If he dared to speak to Ling Pu like this, he was afraid that he would take a few heavy punches to his head on the spot, but since the person who spoke out was Yao Ying's brother-in-law Zheliu, it would be difficult for Ling Pu to use force against him.

The face of the old man of the villa Ling was not very good-looking, his brows were tightened, and he lowered his head slightly, and after a long time, Ling Pu sighed for a long time, and said with a face full of unwillingness and shame: "Yes, it's not wrong at all, I'm a waste, a real waste!" failed to avenge my deceased wife, and I couldn't settle this matter until I died...... But that's what Sakura won't let me go! Before she died, I don't know how many times she emphasized to me, whether it was to go to the Frost Continent in person, or send her own subordinates, or invite other acquaintances, it was absolutely not okay, and she must not go to the trouble of the Qianjin Dynasty! I really can't help it, so I can only give up. In Buddhism, 'letting go' is advocated, but how can you let go of such sinful debts after all these years......

Ling Pu suddenly turned his head to the side, looked at Sakura's brother-in-law, Tetsuliu, and asked, "What about you?" Why don't you Tetsuliu take revenge on your sister? ”

Tetsuliu laughed at himself, "One blade and one country, if you go, you will die, why run to give your own life?" It's not just you Ling Pu, I'm Zheliu, but I also only know cool words, a complete waste! ”

Ling Pu's expression was complicated, he stretched out an arm, and with that broad and sturdy palm, he slapped the arrow god Zheliu, who was the same "waste" as himself.

The loquat trees have been planted.

In the court, two tall and majestic waste men, looking down at the saplings, stood dumbfounded, silent.

A young Rao arrived, breaking the silence between the two.

This young man, dressed in the same way as Ling Pu, the old owner of the villa, was dressed in a coarse linen dress with a white scarf on his head, and mourned the soul of the deceased in this shape.

"Zhen'er, you've changed your clothes."

The king of the Shenyuan Domain, who was added to the body, greeted his only son.

Ling Zhen nodded in response to "Dad", with an indifferent smile on his face, and stepped forward.

Ling Zhen, a young man who had changed into a sackcloth and white turban, stood in front of his father, bowed and apologized: "The child was too impulsive before, and he was a little reckless when he came out, and I hope that my father will atone for his sins!" ”

Ling Pu, the head of the Ling Sect, smiled heartily, straightened his chest and said bluntly: "What is this, it's all over, your father and I are like the kind of person who holds grudges?" I can't even remember what happened to you...... That slap, it was Dad who hit too hard, the teeth are fine, Daddy apologizes to you. ”

Ling Zhen smiled and waved his hand, indicating that it was okay, and continued to say in a calm voice: "Dad, I heard the conversation between you and your uncle just now. My mother...... Did one of her natal sword skills be forcibly confiscated? ”

When Ling Pu heard this, he immediately stopped speaking, his face was gloomy, and he was covered by black mist.

After Zheliu quickly observed the words, he coughed lightly and helped his brother-in-law: "That's right, your mother Yao Ying originally had two natal swords, one yin and yang, and one wedding dress. Later, when she completely broke with the royal family of the Qianjin Dynasty and broke with her family, her own brother, Yao Hong, the No. 1 martial artist of the Bingyou clan, smashed the natal sword 'wedding dress' with a punch, and because of this, she destroyed a sword trick, and from then on she could only use the next yin and yang sword......"

The archer Zheliu paused, then lowered his voice and said solemnly: "The reason why Sakura is sick and weak all the year round and can't live to be sixty years old has a great deal to do with this matter, and even the root cause!" ”

At this time, Ling Pu, the vassal king with a huge body and an unusually burly physique, couldn't bear it anymore.

He slowly crouched down on his knees, holding his head in his hands, making it impossible to see his facial expression.

The dignified and powerful Terran Martial God of a country and a continent is in a state like a poor child who is confused and helpless, holding his head and crying in a low voice, Ling Pu choked up in his voice: "The Yao family deceives people too much, and Ying'er is too soft-hearted and compassionate...... It's obviously such a hateful blood feud, but I have no way to retaliate, I can only let things happen, I can't go back, let the culprit go free, and be free! ”

Ling Pu's voice was full of pain and grief, and his wife Yao Yingxin had been mourned for only ten days, squatting on the ground at this time, hunched over his back into a shrimp, and the whole person was almost curled up in a ball.

The old vassal king in plain clothes and white scarves said sadly: "Before Ying'er died, she couldn't speak clearly, but she still tried her best to speak, talking to herself, I really want to go back to the ancestral mountain in my hometown to have a look...... How incompetent am I?! It's so useless that even his wife's last wish before she dies can't help her fulfill it! ”

Seeing his brother-in-law feeling sorry for himself like this, Yao Yingyi's brother Zheliu, who was standing on the side, was also quite moved.

But helplessly, he knew that he couldn't do anything, so he could only shake his head and sigh.

Ling Zhen, a young man with a white scarf, took the initiative to squat beside his father at this time, and he began to appease the latter very easily.

It seems that he Ling Zhen is the elder with a higher status in the family, and Ling Pu, the owner of the village who is the king of the domain, has become a young junior who needs someone to coax!

Ling Zhen caressed the old father's body with his hand, and said lightly: "The day before yesterday, I was in that red true qi and heard a few words from my mother's mother. ”

When Ling Pu heard this, he immediately stopped holding his head, and with a clever eye, with tear-red eyes, raised his head, looked at his beloved son Ling Zhen, and asked, "What are you talking about?" ”

Ling Zhen's smile was light and gentle, "It's nothing, just chatted with me casually, asked me how I've been doing lately, whether I'm having fun going south and going out, and finally made a wish...... Well, it's a last wish. She hopes that I will practice my sword well and live well, as long as I can survive, there will be a future, with a future, with my Ling Zhenfu, I will definitely be able to practice a great sword immortal that is unparalleled in the world! ”

Without waiting for Ling Pu to say anything, the young son Ling Zhen acted straightforwardly, put one hand on the old father's broad shoulder, and said with a smile: "Dad, one of my mother's natal swords was broken, a sword trick was destroyed, and I was kicked out of the family and removed from the Yao family tree. One day, I will avenge my mother and her for you, don't worry, Daddy. ”

After Zheliu heard this, he stared at the pair of Ling family father and son squatting on the ground, the facial expression of this Terran archer, and he was a little stunned and surprised.

It's just because he has an innate innate supernatural ability, that is, he can read his heart at will.

The greater the difference between the realm and oneself, the clearer the hearing, and the words can be heard, as if they are whispering in the ear.

At this moment, Zheliu, from the heart lake of Ling Zhen, the ninth son of the Ling family, heard a few extremely shocking exaggerated words.

"Two major grudges, then abolish Yao Hong first, and then ask the Sword Qianjin Dynasty!"

"Two wishes, I, Ling Zhen, want to enter the Yao family's ancestral mountain alive as a sword immortal, and let my mother take another look at my hometown!"

Tetsuliu's eyes suddenly widened and he was speechless.

Such a fantasy can be called an unbelievable "crazy talk".

I'm not kidding...... He's serious?!

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On this day, the old sword god Yu Youcong, who had stopped in the villa for three years, was completely angry and hateful...... Maybe a little, but it's not much.

He was ready to leave the cluster.

When he arrived at the door, he was going to fly away, but he was unexpectedly stopped by a young man dressed in a vegetarian body.

The white-haired old man in the green shirt with the sword on his back felt a little strange, stopped, turned his head, and looked at the guy who called himself "senior" loudly, and the old man raised his eyebrows and asked, "Yao Ying's son." What, what do you do by calling the old man? ”

Yu Youcong's body suddenly burst into anger, and he crooked his mouth and sneered: "Oh, I know, because I beat your father so hard that Ling Pu was in bed all day, you can't be angry, so you want to avenge your father, right?" ”

Ling Zhen immediately waved his hand vigorously, and said with a very pious attitude: "No, senior fish, you misunderstood, I came here to ask you for something." ”

Yu Youcong was even more curious, and pursed his mouth, "Please?" Heh, what can the old man do for you? Do you want me to help you fight? I'm not interested, don't even think about it! ”

Ling Zhen shook his head, thought for a moment, and simply pulled out the saber Bliss on his waist, clenched it tightly in his hand, clasped his fists and saluted, and asked, "I don't know if my predecessors still remember this set of swordsmanship." ”

Anyway, without waiting for Yu Youcong to answer, the young man in linen began to dance a whole set of movements in front of Yu Youcong, and the coherent and varied superior sword blinked

It is truly smooth, and the sword machine is extremely sharp and gorgeous, which is dazzling enough.

If there is a secular audience present, I am afraid that there is no room for applause, and after watching it for a while, I will be dizzy, and I will only feel extremely dizzy and dizzy, and it will be difficult to stand firmly!

The sword aura is clear, there are bursts of majestic shots, and at the same time, the speed is extremely fast, and it can also have the power of the world, which is really the pinnacle of wonder.

Yu Youcong, who was in a green shirt and white hair, stood silently in place, read the young Rao sword without saying a word, nodded, showed a rare smile, and said with an old fist: "I remember, this is Dugu Sword Feng Shanbai's set of 'Qianjun Sword Technique', how can you learn to talk about it when you return to school?" ”

Ling Zhen lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and in an instant, he raised his chin and raised his head and said bluntly: "The junior is brave, I once swore to Senior Feng, one day, I will use this swordsmanship to ask Jian Yu, challenge the old Yu Sword God, and avenge the broken arms of Senior Feng and become a crippled enemy!" ”

After Yu Youcong heard this, he couldn't hold back on the spot, and suddenly laughed out loud, squinting and happy, "Oh? So what do you mean, now you want to use this set of Qianjun swordsmanship to ask the old man for the sword? ”

Ling Zhen shook his head vigorously and quickly denied: "It's not now, it's the future, it's somewhere in the future!" This self-aware juniors still have, if you dare to take out the sword without your own strength now, and provoke the power of the predecessors, then the end will inevitably be only death. ”

Yu Youcong put one hand behind his waist, straightened his waist, and was in a pretty good mood, so he said with a smile: "It's interesting, you fool, it's not a stunned young man, it's much stronger than your father's reckless man." Actually, even if you come to ask the sword now, the old man will not hurt the killer if he deals with you, after all, he is Sakura's baby son, I want to kill it, and she will definitely not let me go if she is a ghost. ”

Ling Zhen put the Bliss Sword back into its sheath, then clasped his fists, and said loudly in front of him: "My mother is now dead, and my son has the heart to go to the Qianjin Dynasty to avenge his mother's removal from the family tree...... But I hope that the old-timers can pass on a few swordsmanship to me for the sake of knowing my mother for many years, so that the younger generations can take revenge! ”

Yu Youcong heard it very freshly, with a rare look on his face, raised his eyebrows, and said with a playful expression: "You want the old man to teach you swordsmanship?" Haha, in the future, you are going to ask me about the sword person, do you want the old man to suffer by himself, and personally cultivate a white-eyed wolf who dares to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors, and has no conscience? ”

Ling Zhen just lowered his head and clenched his fists, maintaining a posture, motionless, as if as long as the sword god refused to agree, he would be fixed like this until death.

Yu Youcong looked at the young man wearing linen and a white turban for a while, the old man smacked his lips and said indifferently: "The body of the first extreme comprehension, tsk, this endowment is indeed the best!" It is a material for cultivating immortals and preaching, and it is worthy of being born by Sakura...... It's okay to teach you to practice swords, but you can't worship me as a teacher, the old man is principled, he never accepts apprentices, and he won't accept you, surnamed Ling, as an apprentice, you can still call me a senior, the word 'master', you can't even shout in your heart, this must be remembered, understand? ”

Ling Zhen was overjoyed when he saw that the senior Yu was interested in teaching him, his eyes were full of joy, and he was very excited and shouted: "Understand! Although the seniors teach the younger generations swordsmanship, they are not the masters of the younger generations. ”

Yu Youcong looked at Ling Zhen's energetic and excited appearance that was eager to become stronger, touched his chin with a white beard, and said, "The way you look now, it's really a bit like when the old man first lifted the sword...... Back then, I went from a reading seed with the hope of becoming a sage to sharpen my head, and I wanted to change careers and run to practice swordsmanship, regardless of whether I could practice it or not, anyway, I had to practice. Ha, at that time, I really mustered up a lot of courage, and I was also very confident, or conceited. ”

The old sword god in a cyan Confucian shirt slowly took out the long sword "Dayu" carved from the scabbard on his back, and looked at the royal blue sharp sword caries

Yu Youcong was full of smiles, and sighed in a low voice: "Back then, if it weren't for the encouragement of your mother Yao Ying, and the Dayu sword she gave me, the old man was a weak scholar who was powerless and didn't even dare to kill a rookie, and he really didn't have the courage to go to the sword world, what kind of sword cultivation should he practice martial arts!" ”

Gently stroking the blade with his fingers, the old man smiled and muttered to himself: "The first time a scholar meets sword cultivation, that longing is still fresh in my memory......"

Ling Zhen listened, but he was quite confused, and couldn't help but sneer in his heart: "The old sword god of Yu still knew how to read before?" ”

It seems that in the eyes of people other than those in the know, he is a man who should have been born for "swordsmanship" since he hit his mother's womb.

This kind of kendo god in the vertical and horizontal universe has also had a time when he is very weak and can't help the wind, holding a book instead of a sword?

This kind of thing, no matter how you hear it, you don't think it's real enough.

Yu Youcong, who used to be a Confucian scholar in the past, took care of himself and admired his beloved sword Dayu with his heart, his eyes were on the sword, and he didn't notice the abnormality of Ling Zhen's expression.

Even if you notice it, it's not a big deal.

The sword god and the reader, one strong and the other weak, the two are different existences!

This reaction is normal.

The old man in the green shirt holding the sword, his face was pleasant, and he said quickly: "What is talent? It is like the old man, who can hold up the book of sages, stabilize the country, and write famous articles through the ages. Put down the book, lift the sword, and you can go down without delay! ”

Ling Zhen nodded again and again, and patted his palms for it, as a sign of applause.

While applauding, the young man praised without hesitation: "The old man of the fish is both civil and military, he can not only settle down with pen and ink, but also determine the situation with his sword, and he is a true hero!" ”

These words, Ling Zhende, are actually not so disobedient.

After all, the eight words "invincible and unparalleled" are mostly exaggerated metaphors for others, which seems a bit unrealistic and overpraised.

But in this vast land inhabited by the human race of Hanlanzhou, it is not an exaggerated metaphor for him.

It's a real, ironed adjective!

Invincible in the world, unparalleled in swordsmanship.