Zhang Shaoyang thought about it all night, and now let him give up learning swords, he is really really unwilling, but what can be done? Even Yao Sanming said that he is no longer suitable for sword practice, that is, there is really no hope.

In the past few months of traveling, Zhang Shaoyang has really set foot in the society outside Jiangling.

In fact, when I was in Gangneung, no matter what I did, I was covered by my father, and I didn't worry about food and clothing, and even on weekdays, I often saw the lives of ordinary people, but if I didn't experience it myself, it was hard to imagine what kind of life it was.

For Zhang Shaoyang, who has not been accompanied by his father and mother since he was a child, the endless fighting is really boring, and he finally has a chance to go out to practice, no longer the son of the richest man in Jiangling, but a ranger who needs to worry about firewood, rice, oil and salt, so that Zhang Shaoyang has really experienced a happiness that he has not had for more than ten years.

It's a pity that this happiness lasted too short, and when I returned to Gangneung this time, it would be over.

Looking at the gradually brightening sky outside, Zhang Shaoyang smiled bitterly, he didn't sleep all night and didn't feel any tiredness, he turned over and sat up from the bed, glanced at the Honghu Sword on the table, and said angrily: "You, you, you have to make me like this, now it's okay, I can't go to the rivers and lakes, you also stay at home for me, slowly wait for rust." ”

Who knew Zhang Shaoyang's unintentional angry words, Honghu Jian seemed to be able to understand, and he actually trembled twice on the table, as if he was very dissatisfied with Zhang Shaoyang's words.

Zhang Shaoyang was taken aback, this sword has become a refinement?

However, Zhang Shaoyang had seen Bai Lujian automatically emit sword qi, so he immediately calmed down again, stared at Honghu Sword with a strange expression, and said tentatively: "Can you understand what I said?"

This time, after waiting for a long time, there was no movement in the Honghu Sword, Zhang Shaoyang was a little disappointed, when he was a child, he liked to listen to Mr. Storyteller tell stories, and when it came to the treasures in the hands of the heavenly immortals, they could be psychic, and even the treasures were connected with the master's mind, and they could take people's lives thousands of miles away, so that Zhang Shaoyang was so envious, just now the Honghu Sword trembled, which almost made him think that he had obtained a great treasure.

Seeing Honghu lying calmly on the table, Zhang Shaoyang sighed, then stood up, walked to the table and took the Honghu sword in his hand, and gently pulled the sword away from the scabbard.

After taking a closer look, Zhang Shaoyang said stupidly: "Such a good sword, it's a pity, I can't learn the sword anyway, it's better to give you to someone else." ”

"Let me think about who I would like to give it to? The idiot seems to like Qiushui very much, and he is used to using a light sword, but he probably can't use such a bulky sword as you, Master and his old man gave away the Bailu sword, but there is just a lack of a sword..."

"But he doesn't seem to use a sword very much, so he sent you out, in case he nailed you to the stone again... I think it's better to give you to Miss Xi, although her temper is almost bad, but she won't be angry with your sword!"

Zhang Shaoyang muttered while thinking about who to give the Honghu Sword to, he didn't notice the Honghu Sword in his hand at all, and as he muttered to himself, a red mist actually emerged from the mark.

This mist floated out of the imprint like a flame, and then rotated around Zhang Shaoyang's body, and then drilled into his abdomen, and in an instant, Zhang Shaoyang's voice stopped abruptly, his mouth was wide open, his eyes were dull looking ahead, and his body was motionless, as if he had been pointed at the acupoint.

A strange force was pulling at his mind, Zhang Shaoyang felt that it was dark in front of him at this time, and his body kept falling, he desperately fought against this power, but unfortunately the power was so small that he couldn't fight it at all.

"Ah~~~"

Zhang Shaoyang screamed again and again, fortunately, this feeling did not last long, after a few breaths, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the sudden bright light made him very uncomfortable, his eyes narrowed a thin slit, and a sword was quietly suspended in front of him.

Zhang Shaoyang was stunned for a moment, he opened his eyes and looked at the surrounding situation, it seemed to be very empty, and it made him feel a little claustrophobic, and there was only a Honghu sword in front of him.

"Yes, here we go again. ”

Isn't this the sword world of Honghu Sword, Zhang Shaoyang came once in a coma, but he didn't expect to be here again now.

"Hey, what do you mean, ah~ In the end, am I your master or are you my master, bring me here at every turn. ”

Zhang Shaoyang is really angry, his mentality is unbalanced, and now he is still being played like a dog by a sword, who is not bad?

"Didn't you just be abandoned once, what's the big deal, as a sword, you still have such a big temper, I've been treated as a gentleman for more than ten years, what did I say? I was ridiculed at the bottom of the provincial test every time, what did I say? I was almost killed by you with a sword, what did I say? I finally learned the sword from a teacher, and now because of you and I can't learn it, what did I say?"

The inexplicable anger surged, making Zhang Shaoyang spit out all the unhappiness in his heart, which was called a hearty one.

How many people have secretly said his gossip over the years, he just laughed it off, and even Miss Jingshu, whom he liked, took family affairs as a bet, which was considered to completely classify him as a small person who was difficult to achieve, and he had to pretend to be eager to gossip, and even he felt disgusted.

It's hard to do what you want to do, but you still end up failing, even if you return to Jiangling now and be a rich young master with peace of mind, I'm afraid it will only be more cynicism, after all, in Jiangling, without Zhang Qingyuan, he is nothing.

This sudden emotional out-of-control, Zhang Shaoyang was actually scared a lot, he only felt enjoyable, but when he came back to his senses, he felt a little ridiculous, and he didn't dare to say it in front of people, what was the point of saying this to a sword?

Calming down, Zhang Shaoyang looked directly at the Honghu Sword in front of him, he was not afraid at the moment, on the contrary, he felt that the Honghu Sword was as pitiful as a baby who was abandoned at birth, he hesitated for a moment, and then stretched out his hand and said, "It's a big deal that I won't send you out." "Reading Temple

Honghu Sword actually understood, it floated towards Zhang Shaoyang's palm with a little timidity, touched it lightly on his fingertips, and immediately floated away again, and tried it several times before it slowly got into his hand, like a wronged child.

This... What's the deal with some cute and some silly?

Zhang Shaoyang was speechless, is this still the resentful sword from before?

Hehe...

Zhang Shaoyang clenched the hilt of the sword, and almost at the same moment, he had a very mysterious feeling, this sword seemed to have life, he knew everything it thought and thought, and what he wanted to do, it also knew, but when he carefully experienced it and communicated with the sword, this feeling disappeared again.

He stared at the sword in his hand for a long time, only to see a wisp of filamentous things flowing from his palm into his body along the mark on the sword, he didn't feel any discomfort in his body, but his whole body was comfortable, and all pores were slightly opening and closing.

Every meridian in his body is echoing with this wisp of essence, and what makes Zhang Shaoyang feel most amazing is that he can see that every meridian in his body is glowing, extending to all the limbs and bones, and repairing all the small wounds on his body.

"Knock knock!"

Just when Zhang Shaoyang was immersed in this extremely comfortable feeling, a sudden knock on the door pulled Zhang Shaoyang back to reality, Zhang Shaoyang was excited, and looked at the calm Honghu Sword in his hand incredulously, everything just now was like a dream, but the body was indeed much more comfortable than just now, obviously everything just now was not just a dream.

"Zhang Shaoyang, don't get up yet, let's see when it's gone?"

Zhang Shaoyang touched his head suspiciously, put the sword on the table, and then opened the door.

Xi Wan stood at the door, with a look of contempt.

"What to shout, don't let people sleep in the morning. ”

"Early in the morning, you're embarrassed to say, it's almost noon. Xi Wan said angrily.

"Uh..." Zhang Shaoyang touched his head embarrassedly, and glanced at the sun outside, it was indeed almost noon, obviously he got up quite early, could it be that he stayed in that wonderful state for two hours?

"What are you looking for me?"

"Early this morning, Lord Qincha left Chang'an, and my predecessor asked me to tell you, go to the Zhizhou Mansion now, and hurry up early. ”

Zhang Shaoyang was stunned for a moment: "I just arrived in Chang'an yesterday, and I left today?"

"Yes, I also think it's strange, I heard that the assassin who killed Lord Zhishu was caught last night, so early this morning, Lord Chincha left. ”

Zhang Shaoyang said with admiration: "It is worthy of being a minister, this efficiency is high." ”

Xi Wan glanced at him, for fear that Zhang Shaoyang would fall asleep when he went back, and after explaining a few words uneasily, he stepped on the lotus step and left.

After cleaning up, Zhang Shaoyang took the Honghu Sword to Yao Sanming's room in a hurry, at this time he didn't have any thoughts, he just wanted to figure out what was going on just now.

After telling Yao Sanming about the morning's events, Yao Sanming also frowned for a while, looked at Honghu Sword, and then at Zhang Shaoyang, and finally praised him: "Is it possible, this is the legendary feedback?"

"Master, what is feedback?"

"The so-called feedback is those spiritual creatures born with the will of heaven and earth, once they recognize the master, they will use their own aura to nourish the master, so as to promote the master's cultivation. As a teacher, I have only heard of it, and I have never really seen it after learning swords for decades, and I don't know whether this kind of method exists. ”

"Haven't even seen the master?" Zhang Shaoyang was a little surprised, Yao Sanming is the leader of kendo after all, and his understanding of kendo is naturally top-notch, even the master has never seen it, so this matter must not be very reliable.

Yao Sanming nodded, and then said: "But listening to your description, this should be a sign of feeding, but it's a pity." ”

Probably because he was afraid of hurting the apprentice's heart, but after a pause, Yao Sanming still said truthfully: "It's a pity that you don't have Neidan now, even if it is really a spirit sword feeding, it won't have much effect, at most it can only strengthen your body." ”

Zhang Shaoyang's expression darkened, and the trace of expectation that had just risen with difficulty immediately turned into a bubble.