Nowadays, there are two places where everyone in Shanghe Village is happy, one is the township yamen that has not been established for a long time. After the new official Chen Mu took office, he kept the business village in good order. When trade flourished, merchants and villagers were able to slowly save some surplus money.

Therefore, another place is a good place to spend money, that is, the small courtyard of the sisters Ruan Jinhua and Ruan Jinlian.

Since the death of the Taoist Master Langshang, the Xiangxingtang tree fell and scattered, the sisters have no financial owners to raise, and they are worried about their future livelihoods; The sisters then re-hung the lantern on the door and started their old business.

Today's Golden Flower Golden Lotus not only came out to serve the guests by herself, but also trained the concubine Feng sisters, who were originally swept out of the house by Ren Jingqiu's family, and trained them well, and the latter soon became a pair of famous people who made all kinds of benefactors flock to them.

It's just that in comparison, the Ruan sisters, who are still experienced in kung fu, have a better business. What's more, for these men who sell money and laugh in the Fengyue Field, they have other strange thoughts.

What a wonderful feeling it is to let the woman who has always been the overlord of the Mountain of No Return surrender to her crotch.

Once it prospered, the Ruan sisters rented a small courtyard next door, and recruited several talented wild flowers and butterflies in the neighboring villages, and a "shy flower courtyard" began to take shape.

I don't know if it's because I miss my hometown in the old days, or I remember my old beloved, the Feng sisters are especially fond of the little apprentice of the blacksmith shop from Si'an Village. Now that the younger apprentice's senior brother is a township leader, he often has no time to take care of the master and his younger brother, and the Feng sisters will give a surplus to the little apprentice in the blacksmith shop every day when they buy vegetables and rice.

It's just that Yuan Dazhui is not used to taking other people's things for nothing, so every time Ren Pingsheng receives their gifts with one hand, he will hand the copper coins given by the master to the two eldest sisters with the other hand, and the other party is not allowed to refuse.

In this way, Ren Pingsheng was born in this huge Shanghe Village, in addition to the master and brother, there are two more eldest sisters who are very close. The land of fireworks and duckweed is inherently intriguing. However, once the relationship between the Feng sisters and the blacksmith shop became known, there was a tricky incident in the Shy Flower Courtyard where there was no benefactor and a shrew came to the door.

Xiangzheng Daren has a little spare time, and he also plunges into the blacksmith shop, one is that the little junior brother is not familiar with the hand, and he needs to often help the master; second, his senior brother is not there, and this stupid little junior brother, and I don't know how many more of the master's chestnuts to suffer, it is really reassuring.

Once, after witnessing the little brother being hit with a heavy chestnut, the senior brother pulled the corners of his mouth, his expression was calm as usual, and he suddenly thought of a good idea that even he thought was wonderful. Once this idea is realized, not only will the master inevitably become very good-natured, but the daily life of the master and apprentice will no longer need him, the senior brother, to work hard.

So Chief Chen Mu said to the master happily: "Master, I suddenly have a good idea, and I told you, if you agree, not only will the blacksmith shop be rich, but the life of you and the little junior brother will inevitably be prosperous and comfortable." ”

"There's a fart. ”

Chen Mutou is also used to it, and the master will not give a little more face in words just because he is a Xiangzheng adult, "Look at the Feng sisters, they are such a pair of beautiful people, although they are forced by life and have fallen into the dust, they still run to our blacksmith shop all day and night to help us buy vegetables and rice, which is more meticulous than ordinary mothers-in-law taking care of their husbands and sons." ”

"Master, you've been a bachelor for decades, or ......"

Before he finished speaking, Chief Chen Mu's head was hit with a chestnut that was unprecedentedly heavy, and a big swollen lump immediately bulged on his scalp.

Lord Xiangzheng was embarrassed and ran around.

In fact, Chief Chen Mu often saw his junior brother being beaten by his master, which was simply not worth mentioning for Ren Pingsheng during this time. Somewhere outside, he was beaten every day, and I don't know how many times heavier than that, but he never told his master and brother......

He didn't say it, it was a matter of personal habits, and if he was punched, he would beat him back, and he would never complain to adults.

The blacksmith shop starts work every day, and it is not early, but since the senior brother became the head of the township, the master Yuan Dazhui has become much lazy, and he has delayed getting up for half an hour every day.

However, Ren Pingsheng is used to getting up early, and he gets up at the darkest time of dawn every day. In the beginning, he would carry an iron sword on his back, and from time to time he would go to the White Ape Cave in Xiling once or twice to find the White Ape to practice his sword.

It's just that the Heavenly Ridge is too far away, and Rao is now walking like flying, and he has a disease of a thousand miles a day, and he has to return to the blacksmith shop before the start of work, and he can only use one or two swords against Dabai every time.

So later, he asked the white ape to go to the South Mountain hills four times a month to feed himself the sword in the morning. From Shanghezhai to Nanshan hills, the distance is close. Usually the villagers walk, it is less than an hour away, for Ren Pingsheng, a moment away.

From then on, he practiced swords in Nanshan for at least two hours a day. And in the blacksmith shop, daily sitting, lying and walking, swinging a hammer and striking iron, are all sword intent.

In the eighteen styles of the Sorrowful Sky Sword, the sword intent of the five styles of Heavenly Fury, Heavenly Hate, Heavenly Shock, Heavenly Weeping, and Heavenly Desolation has been deeply experienced.

So after practicing with Dabai for two months, Ren Pingsheng asked him not to come again. Da Bai was depressed, but helpless.

The sword intent of the desolate style, Ren Pingsheng always felt that the meaning was still unfinished; the next three styles of Tianchang, Tianya, and Tianzhuan, although the sword intent is different, its charm is the same. So he urgently needed to find a place to experience it carefully.

So in the past month, every morning in Ren Pingsheng, he would not stop at the Nanshan hills, but directly crossed the mountains, climbed the high cliffs of the snow-capped mountains, and practiced swords on the 10,000-year-old ice and snow of a cliff.

The majestic peaks and snow ridges, the world is reckless. Practicing swords here, the sword intent is especially pure.

On the snow-capped mountains, the vitality is weak, the vitality sinks, and the whole desolate place where the birds and birds are extinct, and the birds and beasts are nowhere to be found. It is impossible for an ordinary martial artist or a mountain monk to go to such a place to cultivate.

So Ren Pingsheng never worries that there are people disturbing this place. However, the most unlikely thing happened in the most unlikely place.

On this day, Ren Pingsheng finished practicing the sword and looked at the position of the sun shadow, it was still early, and he was planning to practice for a while. He had just grasped the hilt of his sword when he suddenly stopped, his whole body still.

In this place where the vitality was weak and the murderous aura was strong, he suddenly felt that there was an extremely strong vitality coming from behind him. This feeling of silentness and sudden appearance is all too familiar, and the last time was at the head of the city of Jiujing Villa.

Ren Pingsheng knew that his reaction at this time was meaningless, so he let go of the hilt of his sword and slowly turned around.

The old man in black, Jia Bancong, is still dressed in black, but he has changed into a martial arts suit, and he is no longer the servant outfit he used to be. He stood straight more than ten steps away, the cold wind of the snow-capped mountains swept away, and he saw his clothes hunting, and the whole person, like a statue, did not move at all.

"Cannibalism, loyalty, don't worry, I'm not here to kill you. Since Young Master Jiao said that if you are left to him, I will definitely let you live. Even if someone else wants to kill you, they have to pass me first. ”

Jia Bancong's voice was as cold and hard as a lump of pig iron in a blacksmith shop.

"However, your sword heart refining is already very strong. I'm afraid that Young Master Jiao won't be able to catch me, so I'll come, just break one of your sword hearts. If you don't succeed once, you will do it twice, and if you don't succeed in a month, you will do it for a year. Don't try to hide, hide there, I'll hit there. Unless, forever, you hide in the turtle shell of the blacksmith and can't get out. ”

"I can't see the depth of your master Yuan Da Hammer, and if you can't see the depth of the person, you can't mess with it. So, you also have a way. Go and talk to the master with a handful of snot and tears, and beg him to protect him day and night. In this way, I will have no choice, in fact, I don't have to fight, because one of your sword hearts will be broken by itself. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he smiled, and his face full of vicissitudes of life actually smiled brightly.

When he was smiling comfortably, he found that the young man in front of him had unexpectedly drawn his sword, without warning, as fast as lightning!

This kid, when he enters the realm of the sword, he is really like a bamboo, let him live for a year and a half, I wish Tian Jiao not to mention catching up, I'm afraid it's hard to even see his back.

Ren Pingsheng knew that the difference between the realms of the two sides was a world of difference, so he had no idea of what he wanted with a sword.

I have no strong enemies in my heart, only a sword.

He felt a huge fist shadow flash in front of his eyes.

Ren Pingsheng doesn't care, just take out the sword.

A sharp pain on his forehead instantly spread throughout his body. Ren Pingsheng felt that powerful momentum, which was irresistible. His feet were off the ground, his body flew into the air, and he fell backwards.

But he still didn't care, he took out his sword, struck, sank his hips, swirled, exhausted, his sword was not collected, and the waves were surging away, and the waves were continuous.

Ren Pingsheng fell into the thick snow, his whole body was sore, but his eyes were clear, and he was better than before. He saw a black cloth, floating through the air in the gale, carried away by the wind and snow.

Ren Pingsheng didn't know what his injuries were.

At least, I shaved a corner of his coat. In this regard, the teenager is very satisfied.

He struggled to his feet, his sword on the ground, and took a deep breath. The old man in black was still standing in place, but he was already a few feet away. Ren Pingsheng fell far away.

He swung his sword and went up again, just as a knee-jerk reaction, towards that life, no matter who was in front of him.

This time, he didn't even cut the corners of the other party's clothes, but he fell farther.

"Don't be discouraged, don't be afraid, don't give up, don't pay attention to ......" Ren Pingsheng kept reminding himself that the old man had made it clear what he wanted, and he couldn't let him succeed.

This time after lying down for a long time, Ren Pingsheng was able to get up, and he still couldn't stand up straight. He tried several times to lift up a little strength, but the bones in his body seemed to have fallen apart, and they could not be gathered together.

The old man in black did not take advantage of the danger, but waited quietly for the young man to draw his sword. Between the two, it seems that some kind of tacit contract has been reached: if you don't use the sword, I won't fight, as soon as you take out the sword, I will fight to the death, if you want to run, there is no way!

A pathos of powerlessness began to permeate his heart, but he still had to keep drawing his sword. Instead of consuming yourself to death, it is better to fight to the death with the other party.

This sword came out slowly, castration was erratic, not because of the sword intent, but because Ren Pingsheng was unable to stabilize the sword momentum.

The other party still threw a simple punch, and Ren Pingsheng still fell into the ice and snow without accident. Only this time, he didn't get up again for a long time.

"I'll be back tomorrow, but you can choose to hide. Jia Bancong said a word to the young man lying in the thick snowdrift, turned around and went down the mountain.