"Master, this dragon... Uncle Shi, it sounds much more chic and comfortable than you. ”

"Chic and free, in Master's words, that's called not learning and not knowing!" Yao Sanming rolled his eyes.

"But Master loved this little apprentice the most back then, and he didn't punish him for making mistakes, how could he be so strict with me and Senior Sister Yu?" recalled the past, Yao Sanming sighed with emotion.

Zhang Shaoyang listened to it very quickly, and asked a question or two from time to time, Yao Sanming was also happy to answer, and soon Xi Wan had a preliminary impression of his future master.

"Master, you just said that Uncle Long wrote a book "Killing Spectrum", what is this "Killing Spectrum"?"

"The so-called "Killing Spectrum" is a record of the duel between the world's masters, the duel between the rivers and lakes, both the winner and the life and death, most of the times when the end of a duel will be accompanied by the fall of a life, so it is named "killing". ”

"Then the number of shots that Master has made along the way can be recorded on the score?"

Yao Sanming shook his head and smiled: "That must be impossible, like the battle with Xiahou Gongling, and the battle with Mochi in Hongzhou, it must be recorded, but the battle with Wang Ge Huang Chongzhen, and the battle into the Valley of the Dead a few days ago, will definitely not be recorded, after all, there are not many people present, and it is difficult for the news to reach Hangzhou." ”

Zhang Shaoyang suddenly realized: "I just said that Uncle Long is not an immortal, how can he know that there are so many masters in the world duel, it turns out that it still relies on hearsay news, so it seems that this "Killing Spectrum" is not so great!"

"You kid, you have to be cautious in your words and deeds, if someone listens to it and reaches your uncle's ears, even the old man can't protect you. ”

Zhang Shaoyang immediately shut up, and didn't forget to see if anyone was eavesdropping around, until he was sure that the surroundings were safe, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't dare to say anything nonsense.

"For the teacher out of Luoyang, one is because he has broken the nine sword paths, and he doesn't need to meditate on the sword, and the other is to take a look at this killing spectrum, to see if he can find clues about the ink pool from above, the ink pool has always been cautious, and he didn't have much hope to find out the clues, after all, the ink pool did not see anyone, and naturally it would not be recorded by Youchen in the "Killing Spectrum", but I didn't expect to take revenge in Hongzhou before I arrived in Hangzhou. ”

"Isn't that great? It just saves so much trouble. ”

Yao Sanming sighed: "It's very good, but after thinking about it, I always feel that in the Hongzhou prefect's mansion, it is a bureau set up by Wang Ge Lao'er, who borrows the old man's hand to kill people." ”

"Why did Master say that? ”

Yao Sanming's face became gloomy: "Hmph, Wang Ge is good at scheming, and his famous stunt 'Yijiang Chunshui' is known as the pinnacle of the freehand sword system, a sword has a total of five waves, and the two people in the ink pool can only break to the fourth wave, which is enough to see Wang Ge's full shot, those two people are by no means his opponents, but as soon as the old man goes, he immediately retreats, no matter how you look at it, it is not very reasonable." ”

Shen let out a deep breath of turbidity, Yao Sanming continued: "That's it, it doesn't matter if he sets up a bureau or not, as long as the guy with twelve teeth in the ink pool dies in my hands, he will go, and he will also find out the mastermind behind the scenes, Xiao Zhan, Lu Xiao Xuanyuan, and save the old man a lot of trouble." ”

Zhang Shaoyang nodded, and seeing that this topic was too blunt, he changed his words and continued to talk about Long Youchen.

"Master, you and Uncle Shi shouldn't have seen each other for many years, right?"

Yao Sanming looked up at the sky, made a contemplative gesture, and then muttered: "It has been more than 20 years since I went down the mountain from the Sword Gate. ”

"Will Uncle Shi still recognize you as a senior brother? If he doesn't give you face and doesn't accept Xi Wan as an apprentice, wouldn't it be very embarrassing, after all, Xi Wan is so stupid!"

"Zhang Shaoyang, you are looking for death!" Xi Wan suddenly raised her eyebrows and glared at Zhang Shaoyang viciously.

Zhang Shaoyang hurriedly hid behind Yao Sanming, and did not forget to stick out his tongue, making Xi Wan half angry.

Yao Sanming was not worried, and said proudly: "Just by virtue of the handle of peeing on the old man's neck when he was a child, he didn't dare not give the old man this face." ”

After speaking, he strode forward, and there was a sound of 'ouch' pain behind him, it was the girl and the apprentice who started to fight again, Yao Sanming was in a good mood, looking at the mountains and rivers in the distance gradually getting shorter, and a big river meandering away.

Looking at it like this, it will not be long before the terrain is flattened, and then it will be time to Hangzhou.

......

After two more days, I finally saw the boundary monument with the word 'Hangzhou' written on the side of the official road, indicating that I had crossed this monument and entered Hangzhou, and the fatigue and boredom of the three people who had been on the road for many days were suddenly swept away.

There is a saying that 'there is heaven, there is Suzhou and Hangzhou', Hangzhou is known as heaven on earth, it must be beautiful as a picture scroll, before arriving in Hangzhou City, you can feel the poetry and painting of Hangzhou, especially Xi Wan, who is particularly looking forward to Hangzhou, I heard that the West Lake is a fairy incarnate, it is the most beautiful thing in the world, you have to take a look.

From here to Hangzhou only a dozen miles, walked for a long time and finally arrived in Hangzhou City, the two juniors along the way only to enjoy the scenery in the city, and Yao Sanming on the road to inquire, Long Youchen in Hangzhou prestige is very high, casually inquire to know Long Youchen's residence in the city.

According to the guide to the west of the city to find, slowly can feel the west of the city of the house is relatively old, but also quieter, after passing through a few staggered alleys, then see a garden in front of you, just according to the habit, like the garden gate will generally be named and hung plaque, if it is the name of the literati garden will appear poetic, if it is the martial garden, the name will appear bold and passionate, but the garden in front of you is different, except for a pair of door frames, there is nothing on it.

Listening to the guide, 'Mr. Long' is living in the nameless garden, Yao Sanming pushed the door in, the layout inside is not bad, there is a small flower garden on both sides, which is planted with some unknown exotic flowers, and then there is a small pavilion, in front of the pavilion are planted two golden cinnamon trees of about the same size.

Passing through the pavilion, there is a long corridor in front of you.

"Master, the place where Uncle Long lives is really fresh and elegant, and he must be an elegant person in comparison. ”

"The elegant old man doesn't know, it's true that this place is good. Yao Sanming also praised this garden very much.

Walking through the corridor, a pavilion appeared in front of it, and a bamboo recliner was placed in the center, and a person seemed to be lying on the chair, with a thin quilt on his head, and his face could not be seen clearly.

At this time, in the middle of a flower stand not far away, a strangely dressed middle-aged man was holding a giant brush more than a foot long, dipping the pen into the thick ink on the side, and then quickly drawing strange symbols that he couldn't understand on the paper in front of him.

The middle-aged man quickly filled a piece of paper, then put the brush into the inkstone, his eyes looked at the three people in the pavilion in the distance, and a malicious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Enter, take two steps forward." ”

Sure enough, I saw Yao Sanming walking towards the center of the pavilion, the middle-aged man smiled, his right hand was raised, and suddenly the ink in the inkstone pool flew up, and the middle-aged man's left hand hooked slightly, and the ink that should have been sprinkled on the ground suddenly all hovered in the air, one drop after another in a row.

Then he held the pen in his right hand from right to left, and stroked at the first drop of ink, which suddenly trembled, and then turned into a thin sword that squirmed in the air.

"Go, don't save face, it's better to smash your face!"

The little sword 'woo', as if he understood, disappeared in place in an instant, and flew out along the corridor.

Yao Sanming walked to the bamboo chair, stretched out his hand to pull open the thin quilt, and saw a few miscellaneous books below, and there was no one, he couldn't help frowning slightly, at this moment, Yao Sanming suddenly felt a wisp of qi disturbance, he suddenly turned around, and saw a small black sword rushing straight towards the door in front of him.

Yao Sanming shook his head, he knew that his junior brother would not give face like this, he stretched out his hand and pointed towards the small sword, only to see that the drop of ink 'snorted' a few times, and was directly turned into water vapor and floated away.

But then the corridor was densely packed with countless small swords shot again, and the posture was no less than a hundred or ten.

"What an old person, still such a child's heart. Yao Sanming raised his voice and said loudly in the direction where the little sword was flying, and then his right hand drew a semicircle in front of him, and suddenly countless qi swords appeared in front of him, slamming towards the black small sword.

In a burst of black and white alternating light, the ground had been dyed black with ink, and all those ink swords were scattered by Yao Sanming.

The middle-aged man in the distance spread his hands, clicked the symbols connected on the paper with a pen, and said, "Go too, don't embarrass me." ”

The dried ink on the paper, for some reason, suddenly rose from the paper, like a thin black snake, circling twice in the air, and whistling towards the end of the corridor.

Looking at the black long snake rushing again, Yao Sanming still didn't pay attention to it, just pointed at it, wanting to break this 'long snake', but he didn't expect that this time the long snake seemed to have spiritual sense, and when he saw a sword qi coming, the 'long snake' actually moved upwards by two points, avoiding Yao Sanming's finger, and then accelerated and rushed forward.

"Huh?" Yao Sanming was shocked, obviously the 'long snake' in front of him was not an ordinary internal force imperial object, but an extremely fine internal force control.

The internal force is not the greater the momentum, the better, for example, there is a rushing river, as long as it is given a momentum, it can flow forward, but if you want to divide one or two more tributaries from this big river, it is not so simple, after all, to control the direction of the big river, you also have to divide the energy to take care of the flow direction of the tributaries.

It is a hundred times more difficult to divide more tributaries than one or two.

Therefore, the more advanced the cultivator, the less he will use magnificent moves, but refine the internal force into endless attack methods, attacking from different directions and positions, so that the enemy cannot cope with it.

The long black snake in front of me that the ink turned into is this reason, which seems to be connected together, but each drop of ink is finely controlled by internal force, so even if it is cut off, it can still be completely connected together again.

Yao Sanming's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the 'long snake' that was getting closer and closer, he couldn't help but be interested, and said with a light smile: "Senior brother, I'm afraid you have forgotten, senior brother is famous for his sword moves!"