When the noise was noisy and the hustle and bustle was rising, the hunters and swordsmen in the circle were still silent. Ren Chongshan knew that his left arm was saved. With an innate arrogance, he was not allowed to say thank you to the ominous person in the eyes of this clan.

But it was precisely this ominous person who brought medical skills that no one had ever seen, and it was also their father and son who performed swordsmanship that no one had ever seen in this wilderness.

What makes Ren Chongshan and everyone even more uneasy is the legend of the Taoist sect that has different opinions!

If the Taiyi Pope Sect really wants to exterminate the Ren family, then the mysterious Ren Qiang father and son in front of him are not cultivators?

But they obviously belong to the Ren clan.

People don't know what to do next, and no one dares to leave first, for fear that if they stay a little longer, they will miss out on any news that is closely related to their future fate.

The crowd cracked again, and an ancient old man in plain cloth shoes and a cane walked slowly into the door. The clansmen bowed their heads and saluted.

The patriarch Ren Jingfang has always been highly respected in the village. The old man in his old age has long lived in a simple house on weekdays, and he doesn't ask about mundane things.

One of Ren Chongshan's hands was heavily wrapped in a cloth belt and hung on his chest. This image was seen by his father, which made him feel humiliated.

"Dad, the child is incompetent, insulting the court, and discrediting the Ren family's kendo. Ren Chongshan knelt down in front of the old man and said with a sad face.

Ren Changji hid behind his father and didn't dare to speak. He is afraid of punishment, afraid of punishment that is inferior to others and bad at home.

Ren Jingfang said to her son with a cold face: "It's just an insult to the court and a smear of the way of the sword? But if you really want to talk about swords, do you think that one and a half moves of your own can be regarded as other people's swordsmanship?"

Ren Chongshan was dripping with cold sweat, and his usual lofty heart had already sunk to the bottom. If it were normal times, even if his father said this, he would not be convinced. But now that the facts are in front of me, I haven't been able to take a move and a half in front of this child!

"Grab your sword and go back to the school. I taught you swordsmanship, Kenshin, you have to raise it yourself. If you can't raise it well, don't use a sword in the future. ”

Ren Jingfang didn't look at her son again, walked straight to Ren Qiang's father and son, and bowed deeply with her old body.

"The old godson has no way, and the children and grandchildren are not good, so I will cause you trouble. The old patriarch said sincerely, "I also thank the adults for repaying their grievances with virtue and saving one of the dogs' arms." ”

Ren Qiang and the clansmen have little daily contact, so they will not be polite, but they just bowed back and said lightly: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say." It's not a big deal, the size of the matter is all in the hearts of the people. ”

Ren Jingfang turned around and looked around at the crowd around: "Many of the legends you have heard, some are true, some are false, and some are false, all of them are not groundless, but they are not all untrue. ”

"In the vast world outside the snow-capped mountains, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. There is an old truth in the rivers and lakes, and everyone must care about it. ”

The old patriarch looked solemn, his long hair fluttering, looked at the people who were also listening quietly, and said a word that everyone regarded as insightful.

"If you come out to mix, sooner or later you will have to pay it back. ”

Then he turned his face to Ren Qiang and asked slowly: "My son and grandson, I owe you nothing but an arm, I don't know if I can pay it off?"

The old rivers and lakes that have not walked the rivers and lakes are also very old. With a word of compensation, instead of a word of repayment, this account is not easy to calculate.

Ren Qiang suddenly smiled and said a word that should not come from the mouth of a fool.

"If you have a clear conscience and no regrets, then you don't care if you owe anything. ”

Ren Jingfang waved his hand and said, "Then I will thank you in advance for these unsuccessful juniors." The old man must do his best to urge his children and grandchildren to be cautious. ”

The old man put his cane in both hands, sighed and said: "The Ren family withered and almost disappeared, and it was only in the past few hundred years that so many people were sent out because of this isolated treasure land. If you are isolated from the world, you will have no quarrel with the world. Everyone takes it for granted, and it is not easy to ask for a clear conscience. But if you want to leave the Ren family's vein, talk about it to retain the luck that has been absent, this is also a helpless thing. ”

Ren Qiang's heart sank when he heard this, the old man had something to say, and he couldn't understand it, so he waved his hand and said: "What the patriarch said is that it's me Ren Qiang, who is shallow in knowledge, and maybe a little self-righteous." ”

The old man waved his hand and said, "You don't have to blame yourself, perhaps, you are right." People are old and courageous, and blindly seek perfection may not be able to really seek perfection. They are all the same clan whose blood is thicker than water, and if a few more people can put some thought into the whole thing, there will always be more ways. ”

A group of clansmen, their eyes were confused and confused.

The old patriarch who was originally regarded as a wise man by the public is just that, how can an illiterate hunter be able to afford such a confusing edge!

The old man looked around at the ignorant crowd, "Since it's time for you to hear, let's go." If you want to have a clear conscience, how to think for yourself. If you have no regrets, go back and practice your sword more diligently. If you want to continue to be at ease, then continue to live your own little life. ”

For some reason, the tone in which the old patriarch said these words carried an extremely infectious aura of pathos. Everyone listened to the heavy hearts and left sullenly.

Ren Chongshan bowed deeply to Ren Qiang. This time, the face was full of sincerity.

The swordsman knows that his sword path can be regarded as entering a real ...... from today onwards Start.

Then he took his son and apprentice and left.

In front of the thatched hut, only the old patriarch and Ren Qiang's father and son remained.

"I'm already a person whose loess is about to be buried up to my neck, and the rest of the days are just waiting for that day. Ren Jingfang said, "Today, tomorrow, or this year or next year, it doesn't matter." It's just that the Ren family has hundreds of people, no matter how you say it. So the legend about the iron sword of the Ren family, I want to ask, whether it is true or false. ”

Ren Qiang was silent, and after a long while, he looked into the eyes of the old patriarch and said word by word: "What about the truth, what about the fake?"

"Destiny cannot be violated. Ren Jingfang said, with a resolute look on the old man's face, "Since you no longer hide your sword path cultivation, does it mean that you have completed which mission?"

"I don't know. Ren Qiang said bluntly, "From the saying that has been handed down for thousands of years, what I know is that this is the most promising one." ”

"If it's not this time, I don't think there's any need for the Ren family to continue any mission. 10,000 years is worthy of the ancestral world. I have been preparing for decades, either to complete the mission, or to fight this old life, to bring the iron sword down the mountain of no return, to find a way to leave it in the world without a trace, so that people cannot find this sword, which has nothing to do with my Si'an Village. ”

The hunter's words carry a wave of vicissitudes that have been precipitated for thousands of years.

The old patriarch said with a heavy expression: "I don't know what the details of the mission are, only your hunter family knows." But since there has been no result for 10,000 years, I think that kind of time and place are very difficult. But as for the second option, can it really work?"

"If we can really put aside the relationship silently, could it be that our ancestors, who have been hiding and wandering for so many years, will no one think about it?"

The hunter was silent, yes, if abandoning the sword was really a solution, would no one try it when the ancestors were in danger of extinction?

"As far as I know, the sword was lost at one point. The old patriarch said slowly, "I don't know if the ancestors did it on purpose, or if they were forced to abandon the sword." But in the end, the sword was returned to the Ren family, but only the sword strip remained. ”

"The scabbard, the hilt, the gauntlet, and the sword all fell into the hands of the Taiyi Sect. Because of this, this sword has never been hidden, until 500 years ago, an old Taoist came to Si'an Village, guided our ancestors, built the stone bridge, and buried the sword in the pillar of the bridge railing. ”

"If this is both the fate and mission of the Ren family, then it is good to end it one at a time. I just want to ask, with the realm of your father and son, what will be the situation for the sect up and down the mountain?"

"Vulnerable. Ren Qiang smiled bitterly. He was telling the truth.

is just these few words of dialogue, but Ren Jingfang seems to be consuming countless of her own longevity and vitality, and she has aged a lot all of a sudden.

"Is that day really inevitable? He lowered his head and muttered to himself.

It's not a question, or rather, there's no need to ask. So Ren Qiang didn't answer, and quietly waited for the old man's next question.

The old man finally raised his head again, and beyond the neatly combed bun of hairpins, there were unrestrained strands of white hair fluttering in the wind. His expression became more solemn and said: "There are hundreds of people in the Ren family, each following their own fate, I won't say anything." But what about life, do you have his path?"

Ren Qiang shook his head and said, "No, I have the same fate as the Ren family." As for him, follow his own destiny. ”

"Can that set of swordsmanship teach the clansmen?"

Ren Qiang still shook his head and said with a wry smile: "If you teach, you can learn, hunter generation, why bother living so aggrieved!"

The old man nodded, stepped forward slowly, gently stroked the young man's head, and said with a kind face: "Pingsheng, I want to ask you a word; if one day, you have to rely on your own strength, leave this Si'an Village, cross the snow-capped mountains, and go to the outside world, would you like to pick a few teenagers of the same age as yourself and support each other together?"

Ren Pingsheng stood beside the hunter with a blank expression, but he nodded silently when he looked at the old man's expectant eyes.

The old patriarch finally relieved and said, "Very good, very good. I know that they are not kind to you in their daily lives, so from now on, you just need to follow your heart and start slowly looking for a partner with whom you can share your ups and downs in the future. I don't have to think about whose children it is, and I won't ask you to pay special attention to my family. ”

The old patriarch said and slowly turned to leave.

Ren Pingsheng didn't understand what the adults were talking about, but from the vague words and the changeable expressions of the two, there was an extremely ominous premonition.

When the father and son finally went out, they went to work in their own world. In the grass on the side of the road, a slightly rickety figure emerged. The one who has been hiding in the grass and eavesdropping on the conversation between the patriarch and the hunter is none other than Ma Guiqi.

His eyes rolled around to make sure no one had noticed, and he hurried away.