This trip is still a day's journey from Suzhou City. On the road, there was a post station for a little rest, although there were horses in the trough, Tu Mo didn't want to whip up the horses quickly, and galloped all the way.

Just walking on foot and honing one's body can be regarded as a kind of cultivation of the Dao Heart.

"Young master, it's getting dark, should we find a place to sleep overnight. Tomorrow afternoon, you should be able to reach Suzhou City. ”

Xingchenzi looked at the sunset that was about to set, stood beside Tu Mo and said. Xingchenzi carried a bag containing some of the things they had bought to sleep on at the inn.

The burden is bulging and a little heavy.

"Let's spend the night camping by the brook in front of us. ”

Xingchenzi's mortal body is just an ordinary person's body, and he has never practiced martial arts, this physique cannot be compared with people who practice martial arts.

Tu Mo nodded, then raised his legs and walked down the ancestral dragon leyline, stepping on a piece of green grass. On the side, a small stream was gurgling, the water was very clear, and you could see the moss-covered rocks at the bottom of the water.

"Whew!"

Xingchenzi opened the burden on his body, and after setting up two tents under a tree, he went into the distance, picked up some firewood for burning, and piled it aside.

As night falls, a bonfire burns, and in the quiet of the night, it "crackles". After simply eating some food, Xingchenzi, who had been on the road for a day, became a little sleepy and tired, said goodbye to Tu Mo, turned around and walked into the tent, and turned his head to regain his spirit.

Tu Mo sat cross-legged by the bonfire, his hands between his legs, his eyes closed, and he began to practice.

In the royal city of Zhongzhou at night, the lights are bright and colorful. The diners walked out of the inn with their shoulders hooked, their faces flushed, laughing loudly, and smelling of alcohol.

On the bluestone-paved streets, there are also many people, their clothes are fluttering, and when they walk, their eyes fall on the stalls on both sides of the road.

The royal court of Zhongzhou, the courtyard is high, and the atmosphere is lofty. On several stout golden wooden pillars, carved dragons and phoenixes, double dragons play with pearls, phoenixes seek phoenixes, the demeanor is lifelike, and the end is the majesty of royal power.

In the Wannian Palace, young girls dressed in inches, their arms dancing gently, their postures are wonderful. A pair of eyes are rippling with spring water, which is fascinating. This made the civil and military officials sitting on both sides applaud, and their eyes also showed a touch of tiger and wolf.

"Hahaha......"

They eat delicious and tender meat, drink wine in a cup, and in this song and dance, push the cup and change the lamp, and talk loudly.

On the throne, which symbolizes the king of Middle-earth, there is a middle-aged man in a golden silk robe, who is fat and pot-bellied, and his small eyes turn around, revealing a hint of cruelty. The flush on his face is caused by the wine in the glass.

This obese middle-aged man is the regent of Middle-earth, Tu Tiantong.

"Lord Qiqi. Tu Mo and his entourage did not ride any horses, but came on foot. ”

On Tu Tiantong's side, a person dressed as a strategist, after hearing the spies' report, came to Tu Tiantong's side, stretched out his hand, blocked the corners of his mouth, and said softly.

"It's okay, the king will wait a few more days. This nephew of this king has not been seen in more than 20 years, and now I don't know what he has become?"

The strategist bent over, retreated behind Tu Tiantong, bowed his head, and sat on his knees.

In Tu Tiantong's small eyes, he looked at the girls dressed in inches, revealing a moral essence. His face was ruddy, the corners of his mouth were smiling, he raised the wine glass in his hand, and whispered. "Colleagues, tonight, in the palace under the moon, next to the beautiful woman and wine, we will not get drunk and will not return. ”

"Minister, I will take this wine to wish the prince to hold the royal power of Zhongzhou as soon as possible. ”

After these words sounded, the people sitting on both sides opened their mouths one after another. It's just that the pair of eyes, one after another, fell on the person who spoke up. On the somewhat ruddy faces, they were also secretly annoyed, and with the help of wine, they actually let one person be beautiful in front.

Flattery, hypocrisy and grievances are just as much of their nature to these people.

"Lord He, don't lie, this king will treat you as a drunken nonsense. ”

Tu Tiantong said with some displeasure in his mouth. It's just that the smile that comes out of the corners of the eyes that are slitted is obvious.

This sentence really struck his heart.

The singing and dancing tones in the Wannian Palace, the sound of pushing the cup and changing the lamp, and the sound of talking and talking, lasted very late, very late.........

The darkness of the night, in the bursts of snoring at people's mouths and noses, passed quickly.

The sky, revealing a touch of fish belly white, illuminates the sky, and also imprints the world a little gray and foggy.

When the last bonfire was completely extinguished, Tu Mo, who had practiced all night, opened his eyes, opened his legs that were sitting cross-legged, stood up, and put his hands at his side.

After a while, there was a sound of dressing in the tent, and after the clothes were tidy, Xingchenzi walked out of the tent, put away all the belongings of the camp, put them in the baggage, and put them on his shoulders, then bowed to Tu Mo and stood at Tu Mo's side.

"Let's go. ”

Tu Mo and Xingchenzi walked through the green grass and stepped on the ancestral dragon vein, their clothes fluttering, and their steps were not slow to walk forward.

The white belly of the fish in the air disappeared, replaced by a round of golden sun, slowly rising high into the sky from the bottom to the top.

"What is this?"

Tu Mo suddenly paused, his eyes stared, looking at a wooden sword inserted in the middle of the road. The wooden sword was made of peachwood, and a cluster of red tassels fell from the hilt, fluttering in the wind.

"A wooden sword?"

Xingchenzi's eyes were a little puzzled, and he stepped forward to pull out the wooden sword stuck in the ground. was blocked by Tu Mo's outstretched arm, blocking the moving body.

"Young master. ”

Xingchenzi said with some doubts.

"Don't move, this sword has an extraordinary origin. ”

As soon as Tu Mo's words fell, he motioned for Xingchenzi to retreat. Tu Mo put the Afang Ding Qin Sword across his chest, his eyes were gloomy as water, and his face was a little solemn.

This sword has an extraordinary origin, and the owner of this wooden sword is the one who stands at the pinnacle!

"The little baby's eyesight is good, this is just a peachwood sword, you can see the extraordinary nature of this sword?"

As soon as Tu Mo's words fell, a figure fell from the sky, landing on the hilt of the peachwood sword with one foot. A gray plain dress stood proudly, his hair was gray, his hands were behind his back, and the hem of his clothes was fluttering.

"This sword is cast from a whole piece of peach wood, and in the process it is all carved by a strong internal force, and it has never been carved with a sword, and it is a natural sword. This wooden sword is not a wooden sword!"

Tu Mo said that this person has an extraordinary background, and there are many legends about him. And in his martial arts career, there was only one defeat, and that was the battle with the white-clothed Heavenly Sword Imperial Nine Shadows.

Tu Mo's face was solemn, and the hilt of the sword was clenched in the palm of his hand, as if he was facing a great enemy.

"The people of the Guigu school are all like monkeys. ”

Dressed in gray plain clothes, he stood proudly on top of the peachwood sword and spoke. "Little baby, do you know who the old man is?"

The old man looked down, his tone tepid.

"Wooden Sword Sword Venerable, Yun Bufan Senior. ”

Tu Mo clasped his hands together and said after bowing. In the rivers and lakes, the old man in gray in front of him is highly respected and can afford to pay the gift of Tu Mo.

"Well, that's good. The disciple of Xiaoyaozi can also enter my eyes. However, Xiaoyaozi traveled all over the world, and the old man couldn't find others, so he had to come to find you, a junior. ”

Yun Bufan's body was light, and his feet fell to the ground gently. Yun Bufan stretched out his right hand. Pulling out the peachwood sword that was stuck in the ground, he held it in the palm of his hand and said.

"I don't know what advice my predecessors have to ask me. ”

Whether it is friend or foe, Tu Mo is not clear for the time being. However, Yun Bufan is an upright person, and the people who are idle and wild cranes are just a little moody.

In the Xiaoyao Pavilion for more than 20 years, Tu Mo has never seen anyone come to visit Xiaoyaozi.

"I was entrusted by your master's letter to teach you a sword, which can help you temporarily resist the footsteps of the Sword Sect. ”

Yun Bufan put the peachwood sword in his hand at his side, and pointed the tip of the sword at the ground. "Little baby, look at it, this sword was comprehended by me in the battle with Yu Jiuyou. I have not chosen a name, but I have taught it to you today in the hope that you will not disgrace this sword. ”

"Juniors, remember the teachings of your predecessors. ”

Yun Bufan was actually entrusted by Xiaoyaozi. Hearing this, Tu Mo let go of the guard in his heart, his tense body also relaxed, the hand holding the sword hung down at his side, and his eyes wandered, Tu Mo stared at the peachwood sword in Yun Bufan's hand.

"Man is the law of the earth, the earth is the law of the sky, the heaven is the law, and the Tao is the law. Although this sword move is only one sword, this sword can jump mountains, split the ground, break the soul, and cut cause and effect. ”

Yun Bufan gently lifted the peachwood sword in his hand, leaving a pitch-black crack wherever the tip of the sword pointed. Until the tip of the peachwood sword pointed to the sky.

"Little baby, keep your mind tight, don't be affected by the sword intent, you need to see through this essence to be able to understand. ”

Yun Bufan opened his mouth to remind, his clothes fluttering, and his hair and beard fluttering in the wind. A sword pointing to the sky, like lightning across the sky, quickly slashed down, so fast, until the sword shadow of the sword disappeared, I saw that the peach wood sword was already pointing to the ground.

Tu Mo's eyes were stunned, a little distracted, and his face was puzzled.

Yun Bufan put away the peachwood sword and put his left hand behind him. With his right hand, he stroked his somewhat gray beard, looked at Tu Mo with a smile on his face, and waited quietly.

"Young Master ........."

Seeing this, Xingchenzi wanted to speak out, but Yun Bufan pointed at him in the air, sealed the acupuncture points, and temporarily fixed Xingchenzi's body in place.

If you make a noise to disturb, then Tu Mo will have nothing to do with this sword in this life.

"Boom ......"

A giant sword stands proudly in the void, and above the sword body, the glow of the ten thousand paths blooms. A figure dressed in plain clothes, fluttering clothes, hair dancing, sitting on top of the broad sword body, he frowned, feeling this shocking sword!

"Boom ......"

A sword, can break the mountain! As soon as the idea of wearing plain clothes moved, the giant sword slashed down a sword shadow, and a great mountain of the sky was broken in response to the sound and collapsed with a bang!

"Smack.........

The body of the giant sword was inserted into the earth, and one after another pitch-black cracks spread through, until finally, a ravine, a natural danger, appeared out of thin air, and the birds did not fly!

This sword can break the soul.........

This sword can cut cause and effect.........

"What a terrible sword! It's even more terrifying than the sword of the Sword Sect!"

Being in the sword intent, feeling the sword intent, and then dispersing the sword intent. It can be said that man is the law of the earth, the earth is the law of the sky, the heaven is the law, and the law of the Tao is natural.

Slash me with a sword!

A sword shatters my will!

A sword drunk in wine!

"Tu Mo, remember the grace of the predecessors!"

Tu Mo's eyes regained their previous brilliance, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Tu Mo bowed, closed the hand holding the sword, raised it to his chest, and after giving a salute, he spoke.

"Yes, the little baby's understanding is quite high, and this Xiaoyaozi has accepted a good disciple. ”

Between the corners of Yun Bufan's eyes, the smile was strong. He said as he stroked his beard in his hand. "This sword, although it is nameless, since the old man taught you, you can name this sword move. There is a lot of strife in the world, and we old guys can't sit idly by. ”

"Little baby, although the old man is an old friend of Xiaoyaozi, if you hold a sword in your hand and create crimes and bloody murders in this world, the old man will be the first to spare you. ”

"The indifferent Dao heart of the Guigu school is both good and bad. ”

As soon as Yun Bufan's words fell, a gray plain dress fluttered, and after a few taps between his feet, he disappeared without a trace.

"Remember the teachings of your predecessors. ”

Tu Mo put down his hands and hung them down to his side, his eyes leisurely. Finally, he shook his head, and his eyes were as calm as water. Tu Mo raised his feet, came to Xingchenzi, stretched out his fingers, and clicked a few times to unlock the sealed acupoints in Xingchenzi's body.

"Young master, the old slave thinks that it is best for us to hurry up and rush to the royal city as soon as possible. ”

Along the way, the turmoil continued, and this was the second wave of people who blocked it. As a strategist, Xingchenzi was powerless, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried in his heart, not only for Tu Mo, but also for the unrealized imperial hegemony.

Xingchenzi is worried about this, which is really more terrifying than the other that hinders them!

"It doesn't matter. There is no more obstacle to this journey. ”

Tu Mo shook his head, and there was a trace of sword intent between his eyebrows that had not yet dissipated. Tu Mo took a step, raised his feet and walked ahead.

"Yes, young master. ”

Xingchenzi put his hands on his waist and followed Tu Mo's side closely.

Blazing, a little dazzling. Nameless sword moves, although there is only one sword, but it is better than those ten million swords!

One man, one sword, one lonely shadow! Nameless sword, lonely sword! Then it will be named, Lonely Death!