(I'm sorry for the friends who came here to read the introduction, because the revision added two chapters, and the climax is in chapter 27 and the next few chapters.) ）

Wu Ling is not a fool, facing a dragon, and he is also a dragon who wants to kill, all he can do is not to look back, and run as fast as he wants.

To turn back once is to get closer to death.

It wasn't until he ran back to the crowded street and saw that the dragon didn't chase after him that Wu Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

He bent over his legs and gasped.

At this moment, Wu Ling's heart was not afraid, but felt a little happy because the worldview had opened a door that had never been before.

Wu Ling grinned, "It turns out that there really is a dragon!"

Before this, riding a horse and discussing the sword, poetry and wine traveling, and visiting the sages in Sichuan are the most meaningful beauty that Wuling can think of.

What does it feel like to be able to resist the wind?

Wuling felt that it should be more magnificent than a glance at the mountains.

As for whether it is small at a glance, he is looking forward to it.

After thinking for a while and breathing smoothly, Wu Ling stood up and hurried back to the inn. With the experience just now, Wu Ling didn't dare to break into any black and blind places.

Back at the inn, Wu Ling found Xu Shan and several people waiting for him in his room, and Chen Dou was also there.

Seeing Wuling, Xu Shan spoke first, "Childe, you're back!"

Monday jumped up from his chair and said excitedly: "Brother Qilin, you are finally back, we went out for most of the day and didn't find you." ”

Wu Ling smiled: "It's worried everyone." ”

Monday said with a smile: "Brother Qilin, you are really powerful, you are reciting the "Hanging Sword Order" again, and scolding Du Qingjiao, it has only been a day, and you have become famous in Fufeng Town!"

Compared with Zhou Yitian's truth and optimism, Xu Shan felt a little more helpless.

When Xu Shan received the order to send Wuling to the Hanging Mountain, the messenger did not say much to him, only the identity of Wuling and the danger level of the trip.

Their driver, every time they travel, they will give a risk assessment of the trip.

There are three hazard levels: A, B, and C.

And the danger level of this trip has reached Class A.

As a coachman of Wuwangfu, he can do things for a long time by talking less and doing more, so Xu Shan never asks and gossips about Wuwangfu. However, although the purpose of going to the upside-down hanging mountain was not mentioned above, Xu Shan could still guess some.

It is estimated that it is related to Zhao Guo's side.

Wu Ling's appearance in the limelight must have attracted a lot of people's attention, and it won't be long before his identity will be exposed.

When you go out, the most taboo thing is to swagger through the market.

Because of this, the whereabouts will be exposed to the world, and once they encounter danger, there is no escape, and they will be found wherever they flee.

"It's all a helpless move!"

Wu Ling shook his head helplessly, he didn't expect the matter to spread so quickly, and even a few people knew about it, "By the way, did you eat?"

Monday said: "I've already eaten, Brother Xu, you haven't eaten yet, right?"

Seeing Wu Ling nodding, Xu Shan said, "Childe, what do you want to eat, I'll go and ask someone to make some." ”

Wu Ling said: "A bowl of green onion noodles will do. ”

"Okay. ”

Xu Shan turned around and walked out the door.

Chen Dou, who had not spoken, remembered in his voice at this time, "Boy, this place is special, you must already know something, right?"

Wu Ling nodded and said: "I heard that Fufeng Town is a place where the ancient immortals practiced together, and it is also a place where the immortals imprisoned the true dragon, and the immortals left two chances here, the Sword Immortal Poetry Scroll and the Poetry Immortal Sword Chapter. Whether it's a chance or not, whether it's a place where immortals settle down, I don't know, but it's true that the land of the true dragon is imprisoned. I was on the Mo River and saw the real dragon. ”

"Dragons?"

Monday was shocked, he only heard that there were fox ghosts in Fufeng Town, but he didn't hear that there were dragons, "Brother Qilin, there are really dragons in this world?"

Chen Dou sneered, "It's just a Jiao with a special dragon bloodline. Looking at the age, it should be to find the real dragon opportunity of the year. ”

Chen Dou said to Wuling: "Boy, if you can arouse the induction of the Sword Immortal Poetry Scroll, it means that you have a relationship with him. I promised your father and mother that I would teach you a set of swordsmanship that suits you. But I don't think you're interested in your kendo talent. Even if it teaches you, you are like that, whether you teach it or not, it will not affect you much. If you only take the single-plank bridge of kendo, you will never be able to surpass your father. went to the inverted hanging mountain, and it was also for nothing. When the time comes, I will still come back as frustrated as your father. ”

"But the Sword Immortal Scroll is different, it may open up another path for you. A path of cultivation based on the aura of heaven and earth, the path of Haoran qi, and the skill of swordsmanship, just like the legend that the immortal walked. ”

"Now I give you a choice, you can choose to let me teach you a set of swordsmanship, or you can choose to let me help you obtain the Sword Immortal Poetry Scroll, but the latter is an opportunity left by the immortals after all, and it cannot be forced, and there is only a sixty or seventy percent chance to get it. ”

Wu Ling frowned and pondered Chen Dou's words.

What he cares about the most is not how to choose among the choices given by Chen Dou, but about his father and his future.

Judging from Chen Dou's words, his father did go to the Inverted Hanging Mountain. And the reason why the sword heart is broken and he becomes a drunkard who can't even hold a sword is also in the upside-down hanging mountain.

Wu Ling was unsettled, "What is there on the upside-down hanging mountain, so that my father and third brother have become like this?"

Thinking of this, Wuling's heart to climb the Hanging Mountain became even stronger.

In any case, he was going to go to the Inverted Hanging Mountain.

Go and see what is on the mountain, so that the people he respects, one is frustrated, the other has become a madman.

Monday said: "Old man, why don't you not only teach Brother Qilin swordsmanship, but also help him get the sword immortal poem scroll, isn't this the best of both worlds?"

Without waiting for Chen Dou to answer Monday, Wu Ling opened his mouth and said, "I choose the latter!"

Monday persuaded softly: "Brother Qilin, I think this kind of good thing, you should beg the old man, maybe the old man will agree?"

Wu Ling said with a smile: "Chance, this thing, you can't force it." ”

After listening to Monday's words and Wu Ling's answers, Chen Dou suddenly became interested, laughed a few times, and said, "I think what Junior Brother Zhou said is right, what if you ask for it, I will agree?"

Wu Ling put away his smile and said, "Old man, do you think you will agree?"

Chen Dou smiled: "I think you can try." ”

A smile appeared on Wu Ling's face again, "But I think what the old man said just now is quite right, so I am more interested in the Sword Immortal Poetry Scroll." ”

Chen Dou's words just now gave Wu Ling a reminder.

His father is known as the person with the most talent for sword training in the Wuwang Mansion for thousands of years, and his third brother also has the title of the person with the most talent for sword training in the Wuwang Mansion in the past ten years. The reason why the three of them are called so is because they have his father Zhuyu in front of them, otherwise the number of years of this title may be a little longer.

But even so, there was still a big problem on the inverted hanging mountain.

This shows from one side that the sword can no longer solve the problem of the upside-down hanging mountain.

Does this mean that he doesn't have to practice swords?

Naturally not!

The sword not only has to be practiced, but also has to work harder. Whether a person is strong or not determines the size of a person's right to speak. It's hard to hear, but it's true. It's just that while practicing swords, you also have to learn more other things.

Chen Dou stood up and said, "Since you choose the Sword Immortal Poetry Scroll, then you will go to the stele forest on the first floor of the Tianxing Tower tomorrow, find the wordless tablet, and then sit on it cross-legged and close your eyes, and think about the poems and books you have read over the years, or the things you think are very bookish and romantic, as for the rest, leave it to me, and as for whether it can be successful, leave it to Heaven's will." ”

After speaking, Chen Dou walked to the door.

When he got out of the door, Chen Dou suddenly stopped.

He turned around and said: "You are smarter than your father and mother, and you think about everything a little more than others, but a lot of rational speculation is outside of reality, which is why there is a saying that smart is mistaken by smart." To be honest, I don't like that. I don't say this to ask you to change anything, but I just want to tell you that your father and mother are more likable, and the relationship between you and me is based on your father and mother. And the current relationship between you and me is not enough for you to call me old man, and you can call me senior in the future. ”

"As for your safety, you can rest assured that no one will hurt you in the slightest bit because I have made a statement of affection before I make a move three times. ”

Chen Dou left and disappeared at the door.

Wu Ling's expression didn't change much because of this.

Monday shrunk his neck and said softly: "Brother Qilin, I'm sorry, I didn't expect me to mention it so much, just let you two ......"

Wu Ling shook his head and smiled: "It's okay, what he said is the truth." ”

Xu Shan brought noodles at this time and said, "Childe, you want green onion noodles." ”

Wu Ling said: "Brother Xu, you can put it on the table." ”

After Wuling finished eating noodles, the three of them were already ready to leave.

Before Xu Shan went out, he took out the dishes and chopsticks that Wuling was eating noodles with.

Asked the shopkeeper to fetch water and take a bath, Wu Ling sat down at the table, took out the pen and ink he bought today in the bookcase, and at the same time he took out all the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from King Wu's mansion.

After some tidying up, Wu Ling dripped a little water on the inkstone that was rumored to be used by the sage Wang Zai, and then took ink strips and grinded some ink.

In the past, when he fantasized about traveling, Wuling had the idea of writing a travelogue to record the humanities and customs of the places he had traveled to.

After thinking about it, Wu Ling began to write.

Now it is on the rise, coupled with what I have seen and heard today, it is so interesting, so far vivid, Wuling wrote the literary thoughts, flowing water.

In only half a pillar of incense, Wu Ling wrote a thousand words, and by the time he finished writing, the full text was about two thousand words.

There is no obstacle in the writing, but in the name of the travelogue, Wu Ling hesitates.

For a while, I didn't know what to call my travelogue.

After worrying for a long time, Wu Ling planned to temporarily call the name of the travelogue "Travels out of the well". Before he was in the Wuwang Mansion, the Wuwang Mansion was like a well, and he was like a frog who had been sitting in the well and watching the sky. Now out of the Wuwang Mansion, it is like going out of the well.

But in general travelogues, names start with personal names.

This is easy to misunderstand, "Travels out of the well" was written by a person named Izuwell.

"Look at Fufeng in front of the door, there are old willows as the wall, and the branches and leaves are few......"

Wu Ling picked a random paragraph and read it, and always felt that the writing was not good enough.

There are still many things that I haven't written, and I feel like I'm still haunting me.

The revival has passed, and Wuling has not revised it again, this is the first feeling of what he has seen and heard. As for whether there is any shortcoming, you can take a look at it later when Fufeng Town comes.

Closing the first part of the travelogue, "The Story of You Fufeng Town", Wu Ling felt that it was necessary to record the books he had read before that were wrong with reality, such as Lianyang Grass and Lost Moon Flower. At the same time, you can also record what you have learned.

After all, a good memory is better than a bad pen.

With an idea, Wu Ling began to do it.

After writing everything he wanted to write, Wu Ling rubbed his numb hands and breathed a long sigh of relief. If you don't usually write a lot, you will write so many words like today, and it is estimated that your hands will be stiff, and you won't be able to hold the bowl tomorrow.

Putting the things back in the bookcase, Wu Ling put the princely sword and thirteen years on the table, he planned to test the strength of the rune clothes that Wu Sha gave him.

The appearance of Jiaolong was completely unexpected by Wu Ling.

Since there are dragons in the world, it is estimated that foxes and ghosts are indispensable.

So he needs to reassess the risks of the trip.

Wu Ling first pulled out the princely sword from the scabbard, took off his coat, and then lightly scratched the rune with the princely sword, only to see that the rune was intact, and there was not even a trace.

Wu Ling increased the strength in his hands, and the result was still the same.

A thing as thin as a cicada's wings was so thin that it couldn't even cut through the sword, which made Wu Ling feel particularly incredible.

Wu Ling continued to try a few times in other positions, but the rune clothes were still intact.

Seeing this, Wu Ling felt a lot more relieved.

With such a tough talisman in his clothes, he can be much safer.

Wu Ling put the princely sword back into its scabbard and took it out of the sword box for thirteen years.

Although Wu Ling has not seen any famous swords, if you want to say that there is, it is Ju Jingyue, the water moon, but the eyes of seeing, Wu Ling is still a little too much, thirteen years of good or not, he can see at a glance that at least it is a level better than the princely sword, and even in his heart, it is better than the water moon in Ju Jingyue's hand.

When Xu Shan saw the thirteenth year, he once said that it could be compared with the Youhuang Sword that won the championship in the Longquan Sword Shrine Sword Conference three years ago, and the Youhuang Sword was in the sword world, and it had a hundred years of sword competition, and it was only three comments, and Chen Dou called the thirteenth year the ethereal sword.

What is an ethereal sword, Wu Ling doesn't know, but it can make Chen Dou interested, it can be seen that thirteen years is by no means an ordinary thing.

In Wuling, he even felt that if this sword was taken to participate in the sword competition in Tianmu Mountain a month later, it was very likely to win the championship.

Wu Ling picked up the thirteenth year, and at the bottom of the sleeve of the talisman robe, he swiped it a little harder.

A visible trail followed.

Wu Ling couldn't help but be glad that he didn't do it at the key position of the rune, otherwise he would have left a flaw in the rune.

"It's a sword that makes people feel like it's comparable to the secluded fence. ”

Wu Ling couldn't help but praise it.

It is no wonder that when such a sword is cast, it will be born with visions.

It is no wonder that those who are not right-minded want to snatch this sword regardless of the danger to their lives when they see it.

Wu Ling put the thirteen years back into the sword box.

After testing, he already has an understanding of the runes.

It can withstand any attack from an ordinary sword, but it can't face a single attack from a sword of the level of Thirteen Years.

Wu Ling packed up his things, and then took out a few books left by his father from the spirit ring.