In a competition, Chu Zhao and Wang Zhong became friends.

It takes several days to travel north to Anzhou, and both of them travel alone, and in the following days, they often get together to chat and relieve boredom, and their relationship grows deeper.

After a few days of observation, Chu Zhao found that Wang Zhong was a simple and resilient person, he was very eager to become a chivalrous and righteous swordsman, and he was unswervingly working hard for this goal.

Wang Zhong's talent is not high, it can only be described as mediocre, for the guidance given by Chu Zhao, his absorption speed is very slow, often one and a half moves take a long time to digest, every time he asks Chu Zhao for advice, he will seem very restrained and embarrassed.

Chu Zhao is a very patient person, which may have something to do with the hard reading of the sword book and practicing the sword since he was a child, so every time Wang Zhong asks for advice, Chu Zhao can always explain patiently.

Chu Zhao's mention was of great help to Wang Zhong, enough to make him go to the next level, second only to the grace of the profession, for which Wang Zhong was grateful, and he had a little respect for Chu Zhao in his heart.

Wang Zhong practiced swords every morning, consulted Chu Zhao in the afternoon, and sat on the side of the boat at night chatting with wine.

The full time always flies, and in the blink of an eye, the kung fu merchant ships have reached the border area of Anzhou, and the two of them will part ways in two or three days' trip.

Anqing Wharf.

This wharf is a supply point from south to north, the wharf is not large but there are many ships, and merchant ships stop here to replenish.

At this time, it was afternoon, Wang Zhongzheng seriously asked Chu Zhao about the shortcomings of the morning sword practice, there were travelers up and down on the merchant ship, and there were boatmen moving goods and unloading, and the two of them were at a loss, completely immersed in their own small world.

A few days ago, the noblewoman who had a gap with Wang Zhong took her children and the hao slaves to get off the boat here, and the noble lady saw Wang Zhong with a look of disgust, and the children sat pampered at Wang Zhong with a grimace, as if to demonstrate, and several of the hao slaves were even more sarcastic.

These days are on the same boat, looking up and not looking down, the noble lady and his party are all sneering, and Wang Zhong ignores them.

In private, Chu Zhao also asked, although Wang Zhong's kung fu is not in the stream, but he still has the strength to deal with a few hao slaves, why do he think he was beaten?

Wang Zhong's words made Chu Zhao quite embarrassed after hearing it.

"That child was knocked down and injured by me, it was my fault, it is understandable that the mother and son are eager to do something out of the ordinary, and the beating is just the pain of flesh and skin, and the manly husband still cares about this?"

"As the old saying goes, suffering a loss is a blessing, and I met you afterwards, isn't it just the fulfillment of this old saying? ”

Perhaps it was this kind of mentality and remarks that made Chu Zhao willing to guide Wang Zhong's swordsmanship with his heart.

An hour of repairing passed quickly, and as the ship was set sail, a trembling old man stepped onto the merchant ship.

The old man looked almost ancient, his face was wrinkled, his body was staggered, as if a gust of wind could blow it down, his gray hair was messy, his beard reached his chest, he looked sloppy, and his cloudy eyes were strangely gray-white, dull, and at first glance he looked like a blind man.

The old man walked onto the deck, glanced around with cloudy eyes, stopped on Chu Zhao for a moment, and then walked into the cabin and disappeared on the deck.

Chu Zhao, who had been pointing at Wang Zhong, stood up the hairs all over his body the moment the old man's gaze stayed on him, as if he was facing a great enemy!

Chu Zhao did not act rashly, but he was wary in his heart.

The old man didn't know that his seemingly vague gaze just now had actually aroused Chu Zhao's alarm, he slowly walked into the room arranged by the boatman, looked out of the window through the small window of the cabin, stretched out his thin hand like a chicken claw and gently stroked his beard, grinning silently, a mouthful of burnt yellow teeth, making him look terrifying.

"Time flies, it's been thirty years, chatter......"

The old man's voice was hoarse like a crow, unpleasant and obscure, especially the laughter, which gave people an eerie feeling and made people shudder.

The old man sat down on the wooden bed in the cabin slowly, stretched out his thin hands, and his cloudy gray eyes flashed with a fierce light at this moment.

"After 30 years of lingering, no one is a ghost or a ghost for 30 years, and the old man is finally going to regain his life!"

On the deck at this moment, Chu Zhao continued to guide Wang Zhong quietly, Wang Zhong was definitely a competent student, serious and careful, unwilling to miss every word Chu Zhao said, his bright eyes seemed to tell Chu Zhao that he wanted to engrave every word in his heart.

Before I knew it, it was almost evening, and the merchant ships had already sailed away from Anqing Wharf, riding the wind and stirring up layers of waves.

The night breeze is gentle.

After Chu Zhao and Wang Zhong had dinner together, they talked as usual, and the content was very mixed, basically what they thought of and what they said.

"These days, you invite me to eat and drink, I am shy in my pocket, so I will not be polite to you, and in the future, I will become a famous swordsman in the world, and I will invite you to eat meat and drink a lot of wine!"

Wang Zhong's swordsmanship has made great progress in these days, and he is full of longing for the future.

Chu Zhao smiled slightly and nodded yes.

Although the current Wang Zhong has achieved some achievements in swordsmanship, in the final analysis, he is now just a pure martial artist and has not stepped into the ranks of cultivators.

If you don't practice martial arts and don't refine qi, it will be difficult to become a great weapon after all.

Chu Zhao has been sifting through his mind these days, preparing to find a qi refining method that suits him and will give it to him when he leaves, as for the level of future achievements, this kind of thing can only be fate, and no one can say a word.

When the time came, Wang Zhong said goodbye and returned to the cabin to rest, Wang Zhong's schedule and rest were very regular and would not change due to external factors, which Chu Zhao greatly appreciated.

A person who is able to completely control himself, regardless of his achievements, is worthy of praise.

It stands to reason that Chu Zhao should also rest during this time period, but he didn't move, continued to drink turbid wine, looked up at the moon, and seemed to be waiting for something.

On this night, the moon and stars are high, indicating that tomorrow will be a good day.

Footsteps sounded on the quiet deck at some point, and the owner of the footsteps did not deliberately hide it, and the voice slowly approached Chu Zhao.

Chu Zhao didn't look back, he raised his head and drank, and when the wine in the wine pot was drunk, the wine pot was gently placed on the side of the boat, turned to look at the rickety old man behind him, and said, "The juniors and seniors have never been masked, I don't know what the seniors are looking for?"

"Chatter......

The old man looked at Chu Zhao calmly and calmly, and he couldn't help but show an appreciative expression.

"It's rare to find someone so young to have your determination. ”

"I once heard such a sentence, life and death are downplayed, and if you don't accept it, you will do it. Chu Zhao remembered the mantra of the fifth junior brother, and said with a smile: "The seniors came to me tonight, there must be no good thing, I am afraid or not I have to fight, so why do I have to fight with the seniors in fear?"

"Haha............"

The old man laughed when he heard this, full of energy, not at all like he was weak and couldn't help the wind, and he was about to die.

"With a heart like yours, even if you can't reach the height of your master Chu Shengyang, over time, it will be enough to have a foothold in the cultivation world in the future. ”

"It's a pity...... You met me!"

As soon as the words fell, the old man's thin fingers pointed at Chu Zhao's eyebrows at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye!