Xanadu has always been a place where the capable live.

Sword Saint Xiao Lang has been missing from the rivers and lakes for many years since the incident in Suolong Valley, and the rivers and lakes can't find him, and the court can't find him, because he doesn't want to see anyone again.

At this time, Xiao Lang was still as energetic as when he was young, and his beautiful phoenix eyes did not lose their charm with age. If Xiao Lang was a beautiful man in the past, at this time, Xiao Lang, who is full of white hair, has a little more vicissitudes, a little more enlightenment, and is more elegant.

If ordinary people see him, they will recognize him at a glance, because except for this white hair, Xiao Lang's figure, and his appearance, there is almost no change, all of this can be said to be unprecedented for an old man who is close to the age of sixtieth. Perhaps it is precisely because he has avoided the troubles of the world and wandered here all the year round that the once famous sword saint Xiao Lang has defeated the most cruel time.

On both sides is a tall and majestic mountain wall, between the two mountains, a clear Yangtze River water surface like a mirror, if you don't look closely, it will give people an illusion, this Yangtze River is like in the painting, there is no trace of waves.

Only Xiao Lang and the raft flowing slowly under his seat can disturb people from this illusion of stillness.

Xiao Lang sat on a raft, tasting the camellia of the fresh vegetables on the mountain, and his expression was calm.

Outside the mountain is the resurgence of troubled times, and in the mountains is the scenery alone.

But this is not Xiao Lang's exclusive fairyland.

Xiao Lang raised his eyebrows slightly, and in front of him, the water was sparkling, and a man with a rough face, wearing a cloth coat, a cloth hood, and half-white hair flew in. This person's forehead is already old, and there is little difference in age from Xiao Lang.

Xiao Lang sensed him from a distance, so he indifferently poured a cup of hot tea into the teacup placed opposite him, the teapot fell to the table, and the person also floated in, gently stepping on the raft, but did not drink tea.

"Sword Saint Xiao Lang is really a trustworthy person. "This man looks dusty, with some dust on his body and a clean face.

Xiao Lang raised his head and looked at this interesting old man with a smile: "You came all the way from Saibei, and you must have never stopped along the way. Today, it is better to sit down and drink a cup of hot tea, remove the impetuousness in your heart, and enjoy the scenery of the lake and mountains. ”

On the man's originally serious face, the corners of his mouth gradually began to rise: "You still know me." ”

With that, the man sat down. When tasting tea, he doesn't look like a rough person, and his expression is savoring.

Xiao Lang couldn't help but ask, "How does this tea compare to the Tianshan Snow in your proud northern country?"

The man pondered for a moment and replied: "This day, the mountain snow is slightly cool at the entrance, but when it enters the throat, it is as warm as jade, which makes people feel refreshed and happy. And your camellia, with a clear entrance, is extremely comfortable from the start. However, I still prefer the snow of the Tianshan Mountains in our own country, after all, this tea is a blend of ice and fire, which makes people feel good and happy. “

Xiao Lang smiled and refilled another cup for this person: "I like this camellia, it is simple and natural, and it contrasts with the beautiful scenery of this landscape." “

This person said: "Different people, different tastes, I didn't expect you to really retire to the mountains and forests now." “

Xiao Lang recalled: "More than ten years ago, I took Saibei, and I had the intention of retreating. Now the red dust outside has nothing to do with me. Peace of mind and freedom, ordinary people can't ask for it. “

The man didn't believe it: "Really?"

Xiao Lang didn't answer, and the man continued: "I don't believe it. “

Xiao Lang frowned slightly, and then said: "I haven't let go of my country's affairs, as the first person in the Central Plains martial arts, it seems irresponsible to go into seclusion like this." “

Xiao Lang's originally relaxed smile gradually became a little helpless: "The Central Plains has been rich in land and resources since ancient times, and there are many talents. Jianghu martial arts is missing a me, but it's only a pity for two years, two years later, there are new people to take my place, and after that, those people will gradually forget me, I will become the content of those storytellers, the people in the market after tea and dinner, that's all, it's lucky. “

"Definitely. The man retorted: "The great husband stands in heaven and earth, not for profit but also for fame." Now that you are making a comeback in the Central Plains, and most of the martial arts are also involved, don't you want to re-emerge from the rivers and lakes, respond to every call, and settle the world?"

Xiao Lang said: "Brother Tuoba, you are proud of the politics of the Northern Kingdom, but my Central Plains is different. The imperial court has its own talents and good strategies for stability, and mediocre people such as us should not interfere. “

"I also know a little about your Central Plains politics. Back then, the Xiao family covered their ears and stole the bell, which was really ridiculous. I am a pilgrim who intends to ask you to be a national teacher, but you have repeatedly shirked it, and you have been in this contradiction all day long, don't you feel very boring?"

Xiao Lang said with a smile: "Brother Tuoba, you can be regarded as the number one in martial arts in your country, but once you step into the Central Plains, there are at least five of them on a par with you." I advise you to be less murderous, and more to advise the Holy Lord to govern with benevolence and recuperation with the people, and that the prosperity of the world is the true royal way. “

It turned out that this person was the famous swordsman Tuoba Hong in the northern part of the country.

Tuoba Hong's reputation is not limited to the Saibei martial arts, but also the Central Plains martial arts, and many people believe that he is the first person in today's sword technique.

It's a pity that Tuoba Hong has a clear position, and he assists the king of Aolai to be the enemy of the Central Plains all the year round, although his reputation is big, but it is a thief's name, stinky and unbearable.

After listening to Xiao Lang's persuasion, Tuoba Hong said with a smile: "You are still the same you, you can't hold back what you want to say." However, everyone has their own ambitions, and they can't force it. I can't force you, and you don't want me to change. In my eyes, the grand plan and hegemony are actually like floating clouds, but the monarch has the grace of knowing me, even if he dies, he must repay it. “

Xiao Lang nodded: "I understand you, it's just that this road is an endless road, and it's not easy to shake the tree by mayflies." “

"Don't talk about that. Tuoba Hong seemed to be a little bored: "I lost a move to you back then, in the past ten years, I have practiced sword techniques diligently during the day, and in my dreams at night, I have also dismantled the moves when you and I fought back then." In the past ten years, I think I am a lot more skilled in swordsmanship, and you don't seem to have made any progress, so I think I can save face with a fight today. “

Xiao Lang smiled bitterly: "I can't ask for friends all my life, and I have fallen to the enemies of the world." “

Tuoba Hong frowned and said, "You don't have to be so melancholy. I respect you, Tuoba Hong, when you are a friend, but at the same time, because I respect you, I will defeat you, otherwise I will have regrets in this life. “

After Tuoba Hong finished speaking, he picked up the teacup in front of him like drinking spirits, raised his head and drank it all, and the aftertaste was full of taste.

Xiao Lang looked at Tuoba Hong and knew his character, although he had no will to fight in his heart, he couldn't avoid this battle.