After crossing the river for more than half a month, Xu Baichuan finally arrived at the foot of a majestic mountain called Xianrentai, and the Sword Sect he was looking for was in this mountain.

Perhaps because the Sword Sect was here, everyone in the village at the foot of the mountain carried swords, and before they got closer, they could hear the continuous sound of swords.

This is someone fighting a sword

At first he was a little surprised, but after thinking about it, he took it for granted.

After all, this is the Sword Sect, and it is not uncommon for everyone to carry a sword.

His arrival actually attracted the attention of many people, and for a while he even stopped at the sword competition, although the Sword Sect was here, there were very few people who wanted to come here to learn the sword, and it was very rare to find this place safe and sound, so it was a very rare thing for a young man to appear alone with a sword.

Xu Baichuan couldn't help but be a little surprised when he looked at the people who stopped, thought about it, and asked, "Everyone, but I am disturbing you?"

A middle-aged man with a giant sword with a door panel shook his head, first glanced at Xu Baichuan carefully, and then looked at Qiu Feng before he spoke: "Do you want to go to the Sword Sect?"

Xu Baichuan snorted, his mind firm.

For this young sword cultivator, he has experienced a lot of hardships and hardships along the way, and has escaped death countless times, in order to board the Sword Sect to learn the sword, this matter is very clear, there is no need to hide it.

The middle-aged man smiled, showed a few somewhat blackened teeth, scratched his head, and asked, "Can you go up?"

Xu Baichuan was silent for a moment when he heard this, and said calmly: "After all, I have to give it a try, how can I know if I can go up if I don't take a walk." ”

In fact, he was not very sure in his heart, the test of the Sword Sect had always been uncertain, maybe he could brush it down with a few steps less on the road, and only those who were brought back by the Sword Sect's sword cultivator did not need to be tested, which was also the reason why he wanted to find Xie Qinghuan to lead the way in the first place.

It's just that now it seems that he has to go up on his own.

The middle-aged man nodded, said a good word, and then stopped talking, but there was a faint unbearability in his eyes.

This village at the foot of the mountain, in fact, did not exist at the beginning, and they villagers only got together later, all because of the failure of the mountaineering, they could not stand the test of the Sword Sect, but they couldn't bear to leave, so they built a thatched hut at the foot of the mountain, hoping to move the Sword Sect with sincerity.

Later, more and more people gathered, but none of them boarded the Sword Sect, and even the sword cultivators were difficult to see, but they were all swordsmen, and they came here to pursue the way of the sword, since the Sword Sect did not accept them, they simply lived together and discussed day and night, which can be regarded as a little relieved in their hearts.

To tell the truth, they are actually not very optimistic about Xu Baichuan, these swordsmen who have been famous in the rivers and lakes for a long time and have even established a sect have not ascended to the Sword Sect, Xu Baichuan, a swordsman who seems to be a hairy boy, is obviously even more impossible.

It's just that the words are buried in the heart and not spoken, but behind the scenes, they have already set up a gambling game, and they use their own treasured swordsmanship to gamble, and there is no pastime at the foot of the mountain.

Xu Baichuan didn't know what was going on, but after thinking about it for a while, he quickly didn't care.

What he wants to do is to ascend to the Sword Sect, and he doesn't have to worry about the rest.

But soon something came to him.

It was an old woman with a sword, wearing a washed white red dress, and although she was old, her steps were still firm.

Xu Baichuan looked at the old woman, thought carefully for a moment, and then stretched out his hand to support her.

The old woman was a little stunned, but a smile quickly appeared on her face, patted Xu Baichuan's hand, and said a good child.

In fact, she doesn't need help, and not too many people have touched her in these years, but Xu Baichuan's kindness today makes it difficult for her to refuse.

This young man's eyes are very clear.

A little bit of him.

Even the preference for wearing clothes is the same, they all like to wear white.

The old woman looked at it, suddenly shed tears, wiped it and asked softly, "Good boy, what is your name?"

Although the old woman's voice has become hoarse after time polishing, if you listen carefully, you can sincerely feel a beautiful meaning, for some reason, Xu Baichuan suddenly thought of the spring rain.

Crisp and catchy.

Xu Baichuan replied softly: "The surname is Xu, and it is called Xu Baichuan." ”

The old woman whispered twice, then nodded, the smile on her face deepened, she raised her head and smiled, "Are there words?"

Hearing such a question, Xu Baichuan was silent and quickly shook his head.

He also thought that there are words, but the word can only be taken by his parents or teachers, and he has not seen his parents since he was a child, and his family is poor and he can't go to school, so naturally there is no teacher, and the old woman asked him for words, and he couldn't answer, so he could only shake his head honestly.

The old woman sighed, obviously thinking of this, and complained a little in her heart why she asked this question, this young man really fits her eyes, and he is extremely polite, not to mention that he will go to the Sword Sect soon, and if he is in a bad mood, he may not be able to pass the test, which she does not want to see, after all, she came to Xu Baichuan, there is something.

The old woman blamed herself slightly: "When people are old, they are a little bad at speaking, so you must not take it to heart." ”

Xu Baichuan smiled, "No, it's not a big deal." ”

Yes, it's not a big deal, he lives well alone, it's enough to have a name, no words are needed.

The old woman took him a few steps, sat on a wooden bench, and asked, "Do you want to go to the Sword Sect?"

Xu Baichuan patted Qiu Feng when he heard this, and said softly: "I want to go there, I want to go farther and faster on the road, so after thinking about it, only the Sword Sect can help me."

A few words, full of sadness.

After all, he was just a young man, and he had traveled such a long way to come here only because of the wish he made when he was practicing swords.

If he wants to become a world-famous great sword cultivator, it is best to stand next to that sword immortal and listen to what the sword immortal says.

That's the top honor.

The young man's mind can only be so big now.

The old woman drew her long sword and placed it on her body, and asked softly, "Would you like to hear a story?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Xu Baichuan to reply, he said to himself: "There is a princess in a small country, who was born beautiful since she was a child, and she deserves to be the first beautiful woman in that small country, so there are countless people who pursue her, but she fell in love with a young swordsman, even if she knew that the young swordsman didn't like her, she didn't change her mind, so she also picked up the sword." ”

Xu Baichuan was silent for a moment and asked, "What happened later?"

"Later. The old woman smiled and whispered with a look of recollection, "Later, she also met many people, but none of them were as memorable as the cold young man who danced the sword under the moon. ”

Xu Baichuan sighed, he has been alone since he grew up, even if he heard that Mr. Storyteller has talked about a lot of love between men and women, but he still doesn't understand why it is so fascinating, the old woman just said something is obviously talking about herself, so he has a guess, maybe the cold young man that the old woman said is a sword cultivator in the Sword Sect.

In fact, this is also common, the monks of the world always have a different kind of bearing, and there are thousands of forces for them to drive, it is normal for a woman to fall in love at first sight.

It's just that the story of the old woman is indeed a rare persistence, and it is completely different from the stories told by those storytellers, most of what they say is reunion, and the old woman is obviously not reunited.

After the old woman finished speaking, she paused and said, "I don't know if you can make it, but I hope you can go up, can you bring me a word if you go up?"

There is not much difference from what he thought in his heart, not to mention that it is not difficult to bring words, so Xu Baichuan agreed without hesitation.

The old woman got the answer she wanted, smiled again, touched the long sword in her hand, and was slightly reluctant, but quickly hidden, stretched out her hand and handed the sword to Xu Baichuan, and said: "There is nothing to thank you, it is too cheesy to give you gold and silver money, and you will not need to give you swordsmanship when you reach the mountain, so I thought about it, and only this spring silk can be worthy of you." ”

Xu Baichuan didn't pick it up, just stood up from the chair and took a few steps before stopping, his face was full of seriousness, he wouldn't take someone else's sword without permission, not to mention that the sword master hadn't died yet, and the time he had been practicing the sword had made him also contaminated with these paranoia.

He asked seriously, "What does the senior want me to bring?"

The old woman looked up at his serious face, took back the sword in her hand, and after rehanging it, she took out a letter from her arms, and handed it to Xu Baichuan with a few strokes.

Xu Baichuan did not postpone this time, and naturally took the envelope and put it in his arms.

A name was written on the envelope.

Called Zuo Siyao.

Xu Baichuan didn't look closely, but just remembered the name in his heart.

Then exhale and say goodbye to the old woman.

Head up the hill.

This young man who came over the mountains and mountains from Dali began to climb the trail.

It may seem ordinary to him, but in the eyes of the two groups of people on the mountain and down the mountain, it is extraordinary.

Yamashita gambled on him.

The mountains also used him as a gamble.

It's just a bet on swordsmanship, and a bet on fame.

The first person of the younger generation of sword cultivators, the older generation may not care very much, but in the eyes of the same young sword cultivators, this is something that must be fought for.

After all, no one wants to be weak.

The arrogance of sword cultivation is engraved in everyone's heart.

This mountaineering test may be particularly special.

On the sword platform of the Sword Sect, there were already many figures standing at this time, all of them staring at the picture that appeared in the air not far away.

Eager.