As long as you arrive at a place, as soon as you see Zhang Shaoyang with a sword on his back, someone always jumps out and wants to compete with him.

Most of these people are local swordsmen who are not well-known, after all, they all carry swords on their backs, so let's call them swordsmen. Of course, on weekdays, they also consider themselves swordsmen.

Not to mention how many catties and taels, the posture alone is still good, a decent sword to the body, and must be to learn to cross the body like a master of the rivers and lakes, and the sword must also be a rotten strip of cloth, obliquely strangled on the chest, and then the hair is wantonly tied with a piece of cloth, leaving a few strands of unkempt to the forehead at will, and those who have learned the essence must also put a thin branch in their mouths, and then tear their chests apart, revealing a white chest.

Not to mention, most honest people really don't dare to slack off, especially those who have heard the storyteller talk about the appearance of a superior person, and then compare with these people, it is exactly the same!

Of course, these people are just cheating on weekdays, not how bad they are, and they are not good people, and they can occasionally go to any restaurant to beg for a drink, and their lives are barely passable, but the recent sudden rise of sword competitions has made these 'masters' suddenly a little unable to sit still.

The master pretends to be like again, and when necessary, he always has to show his hand to gain a firm foothold, and it just so happens that this time he can't pretend to be over, but whenever two people with swords on the road meet, there are always onlookers who go up in one go, move the small bench and move the small bench, the coaxing, and some people drag the family to occupy the position, and even some businesses do not do business, just to watch a master competition.

Some unlucky people were caught, and in the end, in desperation, they had to scuffle together in front of the big guys, how funny and funny the scene was, and the big guys were not only happy, but also saw clearly the demeanor of a 'master'.

Soon most of the 'masters' hid, but hiding is not a thing, after all, they still have to eat and drink, how can they eat and drink if they don't come out? So these 'masters' thought of a safe way, that is, to pick those soft persimmons that look weak and pinch, this picking soft persimmons is also a science, and you can't really see it without that eyesight.

First of all, we have to pick the white and pure, most of these people are some rich boys, there is no kung fu, and the sword is just for fun, of course, this kind of soft persimmon is not all pinched, the local rich and noble do not pinch, the descendants of dignitaries and dignitaries do not pinch, wear gold and jade do not pinch, so that it is excluded, it seems that there are only fresh faces from other places.

Secondly, you have to pick a small body, weigh the gap between the other party and your own physique, if the other party is a strong man of 200 pounds, why should you go up to find a body shape of 100 pounds?

In the end, it is to pick the old, weak, sick and disabled, and find someone in the prime of life to fight, and there is something wrong with the brain?

In this way, Zhang Shaoyang seems to be very qualified!

So along the way, Zhang Shaoyang inexplicably suffered a lot of unwarranted disasters, and inexplicably jumped out of a few big men to try his swordsmanship, often before he could react, the onlookers had already drained the water around the road, and it was impossible to fight it.

Of course, these big men were basically beaten by him in the end, and their noses and faces were swollen, and they showed no mercy at all.

In the end, Zhang Shaoyang was also annoyed, so he simply wrapped up the Honghu Sword, and sure enough, there was a lot less trouble.

It's not that Zhang Shaoyang is not keen on the competition, it's not that he doesn't like such a martial atmosphere, but all of this is based on the death of the old sword immortal, the world that his master desperately wants to protect, and these people who want to protect finally regard Yao Sanming's death as a carnival, even if most of these people don't know the truth, it still seems extremely ironic to Zhang Shaoyang.

Isn't that the way the world is?

Zhang Shaoyang was too lazy to care, after this month's comprehension, he gradually came out of the grief of his master's departure, especially when he felt that the aura everywhere was constantly recovering, he couldn't help but feel extremely relieved.

And during this time, in addition to hurrying, he spent most of his time pondering the changes in his body, since the mountains and rivers around the Great Lake of Spiritual Qi were clearly revealed, he found that the induction between him and the Honghu Sword had become much simpler again, he used to need to use the mark as a hub to trigger his connection with the Honghu Sword, but now he didn't need to, as long as his mind moved, the Honghu Sword would give birth to induction.

This induction is very subtle, occasionally very deep, it seems that he and Honghu Sword are one, he can make Honghu Sword do anything, it is as easy to drive as his arm, but sometimes it feels very strange, Honghu Sword seems to have an independent consciousness, existing in his mind, often contrary to his thoughts.

Despite the doubts, Zhang Shaoyang did not deliberately intervene, after all, it still takes time to establish complete trust with the Honghu Sword, in addition to the connection with the Honghu Sword has become simpler, he also found that he is also much more proficient in the mastery of aura, just taking the imperial qi and saying that now he has been able to come and go like the wind step by step, and the shrinking step that he once dreamed of has been learned unconsciously, as for the foundations that Yao Sanming taught him, the older he gets, the more handy he is.

All this must be attributed to the appearance of those mountains and rivers in the body, sometimes Zhang Shaoyang wonders, will there be a vast world hidden in everyone's body, and only the nourishment of heaven and earth aura can be opened?

If the Honghu Sword continued to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, would the world in his body continue to expand?

What the master said to him at the end, saying that he saw a glimmer of hope for becoming an immortal, and wanted to light the sky lantern on the road for him with a sword, what did it have to do with becoming an immortal?

Zhang Shaoyang was really completely confused about these questions, and he thought about many kinds of possibilities and felt that it was too unbelievable, so he simply didn't want to think about it, let it go.

Unconsciously, after another seven days, he finally arrived at Jiangling City, and when he stood under Jiangling City again, Zhang Shaoyang had mixed feelings in his heart.

A few scholars go and come back to fight with swords!

Lifting his feet and stepping into the gate of Jiangling City, everything is still so familiar, a year has not made any big changes here, which stone brick is missing under his feet, which one is a plum tree next to the city wall, which one is a plum tree, which one is a plum tree, he still remembers it very clearly, but inexplicably he feels that this year is a very long time, it seems to have experienced ten years so long.

Not long after entering the city, this young man with a cloth stick on his back attracted the attention of passers-by, and some people looked at this young man over and over again, and always felt that the boy in front of him was very familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

When the young man walked away steadily, there were always one or two people with good memories among them, and they woke up suddenly: "Hey, wasn't that Zhang Yuan's son just now?"

"Hey, it's really like what you say!" Another woman was also surprised, and hurriedly agreed.

"But it doesn't feel like it, that kid is very stubborn, who of you didn't pee on your head when you were a child? ”

"That's right, if that kid comes back, won't Jiangling turn the sky upside down again?" The person who spoke couldn't help but shudder, and couldn't help cursing a few more words at Zhang Shaoyang in his heart.

Shaoyang, who was walking leisurely on the streets of Jiangling City, happened to walk to the place where the Tubo princess put down the ring years ago, the big hole left by Uncle Ding's sword on the ground is still there, thinking of the embarrassed appearance of the idiot when he competed with the Tubo warriors, Zhang Shaoyang felt particularly funny, this kid always laughed at him before He couldn't even hold a sword, and this time he came back to have a try with him, and I don't know if the idiot has grown now, if it is still the same as before, then he can only be his subordinate defeated.

didn't stay here for too long, Zhang Shaoyang got up and left, and went directly to Zhang's mansion, Zhang's mansion is located in the middle of Jiangling City, far away from Zhizhou Mansion, Zhang Shaoyang glanced at Zhizhou Mansion from a distance, and then walked in the direction of his home.

When he stood at the door of the house, the excitement in his heart had actually calmed down, looking at the gate guarding the two families, Zhang Shaoyang did not swagger in from the gate, but found a courtyard wall that no one guarded on weekdays, and used his imperial qi kung fu to easily climb over the wall into the house, and walked along the deserted road for a while, Zhang Shaoyang saw a funny and heartwarming scene, Second Uncle Xing was looking left and right, and then peed on the osmanthus tree that he had watered for many years.

Zhang Shaoyang couldn't help but snicker, and instead of exposing Second Uncle Xing's old naughty style, he continued to walk along the corridor to Zhang Qingyuan's room, and after walking for a while, he noticed a long breath on the eaves above his head, needless to say, it must be an idiot who climbed to the roof again.

He hid his breath, this time the idiot didn't find him, Zhang Shaoyang continued to walk forward, what he never expected was that just when he was about to step over a courtyard gate, a thin body fell in front of him.

can fall out of this position, the whole Zhang family is the only one with Xiao Luoya, Zhang Shaoyang is extremely depressed, obviously not far from his father's room, but he was still discovered.

The little bucktooth fell to the ground, and wanted to instinctively scold, but a pair of feet appeared in front of him so that he couldn't help but swallow the words back, he looked up and looked, almost didn't take a breath, the two looked at each other for a few breaths, and saw the little bucktooth crying father and calling his mother to get up, and then ran out like the wind, and shouted while running: "Master, the young master is back." ”

This time, when the little bucktooth crossed the threshold behind him, he miraculously did not fall again.

Zhang Shaoyang couldn't help but shake his head, his keen sense of hearing made him hear his father yelling over there from afar: "You rabbit cub, you still want to lie to Lao Tzu, how many times have you lied to Lao Tzu." ”

"No, the young master is really back. "Little bucktooth is in a hurry.

"Believe you again, you lie to Lao Tzu again and break your leg for you. ”

Then the sound of hurried footsteps gradually approached, and when Zhang Qingyuan stepped out of this door, his whole body froze in place.

Zhang Shaoyang smiled slightly and took a deep look: "Dad, the child is back." ”