In the end, Yao Zhenyi and the two stood by the ferry, watching the handsome scholar board the ferry boat that went down the river.

Before leaving, Qin Xiang smiled and said to the two of them, if you pass by Wutong Academy at that time, you can go there to find him, and you must not get drunk and not return.

After getting along for a few days, now that it is time to separate, the young man is somewhat reluctant, while Jia Yibing waved his hand and said with a smile that he will definitely go if he has the opportunity.

After the ferry had departed, the two men continued on their way, and as night fell, they came to a dilapidated old temple, where they planned to rest for the night.

At nightfall,

"Crackle"

Yao Zhenyi sat by the fire, threw a piece of firewood into it, and then got up and went out to pick up firewood, Jia Yibing sat on the ground and watched the busy figure of the young man, stretched out boredly, and yawned.

This young man with a sword on his back clicked his lips, but he wanted to drink a little, but there was no village in front of him, and there was no store in front of him, where could he get good wine?

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the red gourd that shook on the young man's waist when he walked, and as soon as his eyes lit up, he waved his hand and shouted, "Brother Yao!"

Yao Zhenyi had just laid out the hay and was about to go outside to pick up some firewood, when he heard Jia Yibing calling him, he turned his head and wondered, "Brother Jia, what's wrong?"

Jia Yibing, who was sitting on the ground, rubbed his hands with a smile, as if looking at the eyes of those charming women, which made the young man shudder, and looked at the young man with a strange face on his back.

"Your wine gourd for me to take a look?" Jia Yibing said as he stared at the red gourd with interest.

Hearing this, Yao Zhenyi realized that Brother Jia was interested in the gourd on his waist.

So he untied the gourd, and then stepped forward and handed it to Jia Yibing with a smile, "Of course you can, Brother Jia, give it." ”

The young man with the sword on his back took the gourd, opened the lid and sniffed it, and when he understood what it contained, he suddenly scolded with some hatred, "It's a waste! You actually used this gourd to hold water?!!

Yao Zhenyi scratched his head a little embarrassed, and said with a smile, "Brother Jia, I, I won't drink......"

Jia Yibing rolled his eyes and said angrily, "That's not what I'm talking about." ”

Then he beckoned to the boy and motioned for him to come over.

Yao Zhenyi had some doubts in his heart, but he still walked over to Jia Yibing's side and sat down.

The young man with the sword on his back straightened his face, and then asked with a smile, "Yao Zhenyi, who gave you this red gourd?"

Hearing this, the young man whispered with some sadness, "It was given by a person who was very good to me......

Seeing Yao Zhenyi's expression, Jia Yibing couldn't help but sigh lightly, "Your gourd is not an ordinary product, it is a "sword cultivation gourd" that belongs to the best grade. ”

When the words fell, the young man was even more puzzled, and asked curiously, "Raising a sword?"

"W-"

The young man with the sword on his back nodded, and then turned the red gourd in his hand upside down, and the clear water inside flowed backwards in an instant, and the ground in front of the two of them suddenly became wet.

Yao Zhenyi was a little puzzled at first why Brother Jia was like this, and then he was shocked and stared at the front with wide eyes.

I saw that Jia Yibing stretched out his hand to hold the reversed gourd, and now it has been a long time, but it is still falling into the water, as if it is endless.

"This is?!"

Seeing this scene, the young man was a little shocked in his heart, because he suddenly remembered that since he filled this red gourd with water in that red leaf town, he had never added water, and he had drunk the water in the gourd these days.

But the water in this red gourd has never bottomed out, at first the boy just thought that the gourd was relatively wide inside, but now he saw such a strange scene, he was a little moved.

At this moment, Jia Yibing turned the gourd in his hand, re-covered it and threw it back to Yao Zhenyi, and scolded with a smile, "So you kid really don't know the goods! This sword-raising gourd that ordinary people and even people on the mountain can't ask for, was actually used by you to fill water, if the person who was given it knew about it, I am afraid that he would also scold you!"

Yao Zhenyi first got this "Sword Cultivation Gourd", at that time, he had been knocked unconscious by Liang Zhongnian just before he came out of the cave opened in Baiju Town, so naturally he didn't know that Liang Zhongnian left him this Sword Cultivation Gourd.

After waking up, I learned from Mr. Su that Brother Liang kept this gourd for himself.

After the young man with the sword on his back finished speaking, he saw that the young man looked at the red gourd in his hand stupidly and did not speak.

When he looked a little more clearly, he found that in the light of the fire, this young man in a Confucian shirt who usually had a smiling face on his face actually fell two lines of tears, as if he remembered something sad.

At this time, if Jia Yibing didn't understand the reason, he should have been hit and killed.

I saw him stretch out his hand and gently pat Yao Zhenyi's shoulder, the young man turned around, there were two tear stains on his face, this young man with a sword on his back did not smile anymore for the first time, and asked with a rare gentle smile, "The original owner of this sword cultivation should be a very important person to you, right?"

Yao Zhenyi nodded heavily, but in his heart, the handsome man in a black shirt with a sword on his back, a wine jug in his hand, and a smile on his face always appeared.

In the old town, drunk and always liked to move a bench to sit and sleep in the town janitor.

It is also Brother Liang who teaches himself to learn boxing, teach himself to practice, and teach himself to be happy......

The young man really wanted to say another word to the man in the black shirt with the sword on his back, Brother Liang, in my heart, in fact, you have long been a great sword immortal!

It's just these unspoken words in the young man's heart, and I'm afraid I won't have a chance in this life......

Yao Zhenyi retracted his thoughts, still holding the red gourd in both hands, as soon as he thought that this was what Brother Liang had used to drink, the more warm the young man's heart felt, and even the coldness that had fallen during the night was dispelled a little.

So he turned his head and whispered to the sword-carrying young man on the side, "Brother Jia, go on, I want to know more about this sword cultivator." ”

Jia Yibing nodded, and then slowly spoke, "It is rumored that there was an ancient vine at the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, and there were countless tiny spirit seeds on that vine, which was later known as the sword cultivation gourd. And when a cave blessed land appeared, it was accidentally discovered by the Taoist ancestor, and the Taoist ancestor saw that it grew in an orderly manner and was natural, so he gave the name "Hu", perhaps because of the Taoist ancestor's Taoism, after these "Hu" blossomed and fruited, it became the kind of sword-raising gourd in your hand, but this sword-raising gourd naturally cannot be compared with those ordinary gourds in the world. ”

After a pause, the young man with the sword on his back then said something that moved the young man, only to see him then said with a smile, "Ordinary gourds filled with water or wine, they will be eight points full when they die, but this sword raising gourd can hold thousands of catties, and as far as I know, someone can hold a sword raising gourd that can even hold a long river, or even more! Not only that, why is this sword gourd called a sword gourd, its implication is that it can warm the sword qi of sword cultivation, and even the natal flying sword of sword cultivation!"

Yao Zhenyi was already stunned when he heard this, what he didn't expect was that this small gourd could be filled with the long river for irrigation, and what made him most hot was Brother Jia's last sentence, warm sword qi and natal flying sword!

This also means that this seemingly ordinary red gourd in his hand can also nourish sword qi and natal flying sword!

After the young man came back to his senses, he said solemnly to Jia Yibing, who was sitting next to him, "Brother Jia, thank you!"

If it weren't for what Jia Yibing said, Yao Zhenyi would not know the origin of this red gourd, so he would really regard it as an ordinary gourd used to hold water.

Hearing this, the young man with the sword on his back waved his hand, and then smiled indifferently, "What's this, Yao Zhenyi, when you leave the Han Dynasty and see the outside world, you won't feel as strange as now, the outside world is wonderful, what kind of immortal ferries in the upper reaches of the sky, and those powerful people who move mountains and reclaim the sea at every turn, or Jiaolong just to turn into a real dragon......"

In the end, this young man with a sword on his back swept away the old hanger, and at this time his face was full of pride that a young man had never seen these days, "The world is full of wonders! Who said how lonely our generation is, I haven't climbed the top of the mountain, and I don't know that the mountains are mediocre!"

Then, Jia Yibing looked directly at the young man and said with a smile, "Yao Zhenyi, I want to walk through the world, cross the rivers and lakes, drink the strongest wine, and see the most beautiful scenery, so I haven't lived in vain in this life!"

Hearing this, Yao Zhenyi nodded, and his heart was even more yearning for the world outside the Han Dynasty, and at the same time, he also understood that only when his own cultivation went up could he have the power to protect himself, otherwise all this was just empty talk.

After chatting with Brother Jia, the young man got up and continued to practice boxing, and now he remembered in his heart that the handing of boxing has reached 300,000, but it is far from enough, not enough, at least 1 million is just the beginning.

Under the moonlight, Yao Zhenyi practiced boxing outside the temple, walking between the piles like a dragon walking a tiger, and becoming more and more handy between punching and handing punches.

The young man with the sword on his back was lying on the hay in the broken temple with his head in his hands, looking at the bright moon in the sky a little stupid, after a while, he felt sleepy, and gradually his breathing stabilized, obviously he had quietly fallen asleep......

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Next

Last night, after the boy finished practicing boxing on the pile, he sat down cross-legged and practiced the sword technique.

Now the foundation building realm's absorption of heaven and earth aura was more than a little faster than the original qi refining realm, so that he was immersed in it, and before he knew it, when he opened his eyes again, it was already dawn.

The young man sat in the temple and looked out, at this time, the sky was just slightly bright, and the outside of the temple was covered with a white and thin mist, and some of the early mornings were particularly chilly, but he had long been accustomed to this kind of climate, and because of his cultivation now, there was no discomfort in this.

“？！”

Yao Zhenyi just wanted to get up, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of two figures outside the temple.

After he looked intently, his nerves suddenly tensed, it was a little boy with a pale face and an old woman with a wrinkled face, the two stood outside the temple and stared at the sitting boy with a penetrating smile, but for some reason they kept standing there, as if they didn't have the slightest intention of entering the temple.

"Don't worry, it's just two wisps of lonely ghosts. ”

Just as the young man was about to get up to deal with it, a hand patted him on the shoulder, he turned his head, and Hao Ran found that the young man with the sword had woken up at some point, and was looking at him with a smile.

After Jia Yibing said a word to Yao Zhenyi, he looked at the two lonely ghosts who appeared "in broad daylight", and sneered at them, "Don't leave yet?"

Hearing this, the little boy with a pale face at the gate of the temple stuck out his tongue at the young man and the boy with the sword on his back, if it weren't for the fact that his face was too pale, he would have a somewhat naughty appearance.

The bent old woman frowned, and then seemed to compromise after a while, and with a cold snort, she pulled the little boy to turn around and leave, and the two figures disappeared into the fog.

"Brother Jia...... They..."

Just after the little boy and the old woman left, the young man asked the young man with the sword on his back suspiciously.

Jia Yibing sighed lightly, and then slowly spoke, "After death, if a person is unwilling, and has an obsession in his heart, or his resentment is too strong, he will "fake death", that is, as you see, he will turn into a lonely soul and a wild ghost to wander the world, which is why Buddhism asks to cross the world, and it is nothing more than to make these homeless "ghosts" eliminate their thoughts, so as to step into the reincarnation path of reincarnation... It's just that it's not easy to really do it......"

After finishing speaking, Jia Yibing shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly, "This is also my hearsay, as for reincarnation or something, whether it is true or not, I'm afraid no one has seen it, maybe only those "ghosts" have seen it." ”

"Yes"

Yao Zhenyi nodded, and then stopped asking.

The young man with the sword on his back also got up and stretched, and then said to the young man with a smile, "Okay, let's go." ”