Stratus clouds, mountains and snow at dusk.

The white world seemed to be nothing but cold withering.

At the foot of the mountain, the door of a wine house was closed, and if it weren't for the flickering candles inside, passers-by would have scolded a few words for not opening the door during the day.

The wine house was full of seats, and it was very lively.

Ji Xinghai sat in the corner and drank with no one to accompany him.

"This year seems to be colder than usual."

"It's cold, the colder it is, the more snow lotus there is, and we have to dig one back again."

"Hey, how can it be so easy, digging every year, empty-handed every year, if the ice crystal snow lotus is so easy to find, Lao Tzu would have asked for a daughter-in-law."

"Are you here to dig snow lotus? After a few days, the cold sky gate was overjoyed, saying that there was a free snow lotus delicacy. ”

"Tsk, I'm afraid this brother is lifting a few of us, it's right to be happy in the cold sky, and it's not wrong to have snow lotus delicacies, but how many of us can go......"

"Huh...... I heard that the young sect of the Cold Heaven Gate is mainly married to the pearl of the palm of the Pavilion Master of the Wind Sword Pavilion? ”

"I don't know if I wait......"

Warm the wine to dispel the chill.

Hearing someone mention Tingfeng Sword Pavilion, Ji Xinghai couldn't help frowning.

As Ji Xiaowan said, he returned to Jiangzhou mainly to fight the Sword Pavilion.

But...... After he arrived in Jiangzhou, things changed a little.

According to the agreement, he will go up the mountain to test the sword in autumn and winter, and the specific time is determined by him.

But when the Sword Pavilion learned of his return, he sent someone to send a battle post.

Not only did the time advance in advance, but the good exchange also became "life and death".

And in addition to the fame, the bet also added the position of the master of the Sword Pavilion.

Although Ji Xinghai is a person from the Sword Pavilion, he has never thought of being a pavilion master, he just wants to concentrate on sword cultivation.

Therefore, after the death of the master, the position of the pavilion master naturally fell on his junior brother Shen Heng.

Ji Xinghai could have refused this battle post, but Sword Pavilion's attitude was extremely tough, and Ji Xiaowan was a threat in his words.

Ji Xinghai knew that the Listening Tide Sword and the Listening Wind Sword would score a victory sooner or later, but he never thought of killing anyone in the Sword Pavilion.

The threat of the Sword Pavilion undoubtedly offended his scales.

Coupled with the fact that he knew some of the things that were behind the scenes of the Cold Heaven Gate in his early years, he couldn't watch the marriage between the Sword Pavilion and the Cold Heaven Gate.

Besides, the pearl of the Sword Pavilion was grown up by him, how could he ignore it and watch the girl enter the fire pit?

So, Ji Xinghai agreed, and he also had more murderous intent in his heart.

Fortunately, Wan'er had something to stay in Zhongzhou, and she didn't know about the war post, otherwise she would be in trouble.

Eat the last slice of soy sauce meat and drink the last glass of wine.

Ji Xinghai threw down a string of copper plates, got up and left.

However, when he reached the door, a young boy stumbled up to him and stopped him.

"Uncle, can you teach me swordsmanship?"

"Swordsmanship? How do you know I can do swordsmanship? Ji Xinghai asked with a smile.

The childish boy blinked his eyes and pointed to Ji Xinghai's sleeve, "Don't you have a sword hidden here?" I saw it, and there was more than one handful~"

"My father and my mother won't let me practice swords, if my uncle can teach me the swordsmanship of this kind of sword, I can hide it from them and practice it secretly!"

Ji Xinghai froze, and at this time, the proprietress of the wine house chased after her, and the small stick fell on the child's buttocks.

"I'll let you practice swords! I'll let you practice swords! ”

"Don't you know how much money these things cost? How many times have I said it, but I just don't listen! Just don't listen! ”

The child was beaten and cried, and the proprietress looked at Ji Xinghai with some embarrassment after training the child.

"I'm sorry, guest officer, the child is not sensible, and he doesn't know the truth that the poor don't learn martial arts."

"The two of us, our livelihood depends on this tavern, we can't make a lot of money all year round, if we learn boxing and foot kung fu, we will grit our teeth and let him learn, but he has to learn swords, how expensive is the sword......"

"A sword costs dozens of dollars, right? It's not easy to make, a good one is a few hundred wen or even a few taels or dozens of taels, where did the silver come from to make these things for him......"

It is true that practicing martial arts and foot kung fu is the most economical, but it also has the highest physical requirements.

Those who practice weapons, from the wood at the beginning to the real knives and guns at the back, all cost money.

And if you want a weapon that is not easy to take advantage of, it often costs a lot of silver, and the boss is quite conservative when he says a few taels and dozens of taels......

Ji Xinghai sneered, bent down and touched the head of the crying child.

"Don't cry, how about Uncle give you a handful?"

"Oh guest officer, I can't do it, I can't make it ......"

Ji Xinghai took out a ghostly short sword from his cuff, wrapped the blade in cloth, and handed it to the proprietress.

"I have a relationship with this child, don't shirk it, this sword will be given to him."

"In addition, there is a swordsmanship on this cloth, you can let him see it in his spare time, and it depends on him if he can't practice it."

The proprietress thanked her again and again, Ji Xinghai waved her hand, turned around and pushed the door open.

"Whew-"

Wind and snow poured in, charming eyes.

I'm old, and I can't even hide my sword...... Ji Xinghai raised his feet and stepped into the thick snow.

However, before he had gone far, the boy chased after him, his face flushed with cold.

"Master! Master, what's your name! ”

Master?

Ji Xinghai paused and didn't dare to look back.

"Go back, I'm not your master, my name is ...... It doesn't matter. ”

"Master, don't worry, I will definitely practice my sword well, and when I grow up, I will use your swordsmanship to defeat the Wind Listening Sword on the mountain!"

Hearing this, Ji Xinghai looked up to the sky and laughed, and never stopped.

Cangshan twilight snow, listen to the mocking sword.

The vast rivers and lakes, the red dust is right and wrong.

Mountain!

……

The cold wind whipped up snow and dust and swept over the ice fields like quicksand.

In one of the ice fields, there is a sword pavilion of considerable scale.

In the front yard of the Sword Pavilion stood a ten-zhang high stone sword, which looked like a heavenly falling sword from a distance, towering over the top of the snow-capped mountain.

The top sword pier is a platform, engraved with strange patterns, and if you look down, you will have the artistic conception of the wind.

At this time, on the platform, a middle-aged man in a robe faced the rising sun, closing his eyes and listening to the wind.

When he was young, a Sword Pavilion disciple jumped onto the high platform and knelt on one knee.

"Pavilion Master, something happened ......"

Listening to the Wind Sword Pavilion Master Shen Heng opened his eyes, his slightly cloudy eyes flashed with coldness.

"What?"

The person who came swallowed his saliva vigorously, lowered his head and said, "Little, little junior sister...... Run! ”

"What did you say?!"

Shen Heng's face twitched.

The little junior sister in the disciple's mouth is the pearl of the Sword Pavilion, Shen Rongrong, who will marry Gu Yuanqing, the young sect master of the Cold Heaven Sect, in ten days.

Although the marriage was decided, Shen Rongrong was unwilling to marry Gu Yuanqing from beginning to end, and she didn't even know any young master of the Cold Heaven Gate.

All this was Shen Heng's decision.

In order to be able to marry Hantianmen, he had to think a lot before he asked the master of Hantianmen to agree to this marriage.

He also thought that it was inappropriate to force Shen Rongrong like this.

But the major events in life have always been decided by the parents, the cold day gate is the first-class in Jiangzhou, and now the door owner is expected to win the realm of transformation, once successful, the Wu family under the mountain has to give three points.

As for Gu Yuanqing, the master of the young sect, he joined the grandmaster at a young age, and he is a rare pride of the sky.

On the other hand, their Sword Pavilion, the strength of the sect is not as good as others, and Shen Rongrong's cultivation is only second-rate, and she is still separated from Gu Yuanqing.

No matter how you look at it, they are all climbing people's homes, but no matter what you say, Shen Rongrong just doesn't agree.

Shen Heng had no choice but to confine him to the boudoir.

When it is sent to the mountain gate on the wedding day, and the raw rice is cooked and matured, she will naturally understand her father's hard work......

"Hey......"

Shen Heng let out a long sigh and said, "Let's bring it back first." ”

"Pavilion Master......"

The disciple wanted to speak and stopped, how could Shen Heng not know the unspeakable hidden in it?

"If she doesn't listen, break her legs...... Bring it back and cure it again! ”

"Disciple commands!"