Who didn't have a little when they were young?

When Yao Sanming was as old as Zhang Shaoyang, he was also a graceful and beautiful man, after he walked through the rivers and lakes, half of the people who loved him and those who hated him on the rivers and lakes, those who loved him were those infatuated girls, and those who hated him were none other than those young men who loved these women.

But as the saying goes, which hero doesn't have a cute little sister anymore?

Yao Sanming only loves his little sister, the more he loves it, the more he wants to bully!

Yu Haitang just entered the sword gate, she was still a teenage girl, and the master didn't care about bringing her back, only threw down an autumn water sword and a book of mental methods.

At this time, Yao Sanming was already a genius in the way of the sword, and there were only three disciples in the sword gate, except for Long Youchen, who knew that he was idle all day long, Yao Sanming and Yu Haitang were the most diligent.

Yu Haitang chased Yao Sanming all day long to learn the sword, holding the Qiushui sword given to her by the master in her hand, when she didn't have the strength to swing around, how could Yao Sanming teach it so easily, if she taught it so quickly, how could the little junior sister follow behind her?

The more reluctant they are, the more they don't teach! The more they don't teach, the tighter the jade begonia will follow.

So Yao Sanming gave Yu Haitang a nickname called 'Heel Bug'.

Every time Yu Haitang wrinkled his nose and clenched his fists to resist, and at the end he had to grind his tiger teeth and threaten to tell the master, Yao Sanming waved his hand: "Okay, teach, teach you to be the best in the world, I don't dare to bully you in the future, you don't have to tell the master." ”

The jade begonia smiled like a flower!

Yao Sanming walked to the river, picked up a pile of stones, and said to Yu Haitang: "Little junior sister, strength is the foundation of martial arts, as long as you master the strength, let the moves change, it is also ever-changing, the same reason, as long as you use your strength freely, you can spread out and create your own supreme sword, senior brother will teach you a little trick now, look at it." ”

Watching the stones in Yao Sanming's hands thrown out one after another, and then glued one by one on the stones and stacked them, Yu Haitang looked very attentive and believed in Yao Sanming.

Yu Haitang concentrated on throwing stones, Yao Sanming was watching intently on the side, his eyes were reluctant to blink, every movement of the little girl was as beautiful as a fairy, I really don't know where the master kidnapped such a beautiful little girl!

What makes Yao Sanming even more surprised is that this little girl's comprehension is really terrifying, she originally thought that she would study for ten days and a half months, but she didn't expect it to be in five days, and ran to Yao Sanming proudly: "Senior brother, this is too simple, it's difficult to teach me." ”

"It's a little more difficult? Okay, then teach you a trick and a rod to pick up a big river. ”

Yao Sanming's face was slightly hot, the events of decades ago were vivid, and he hadn't forgotten it at all, and then looked at Zhang Shaoyang in front of him to get to the bottom of it, and he had to ask if he and his little sister were fairy couples......

That... Sort of, right?

If it weren't for the fact that there was an old Wu madman behind him, Yao Sanming would have said it categorically.

Yao Sanming wanted to ask Yu Haitang an answer, but unfortunately he didn't ask for 20 years, until the little girl at that time grew into a graceful big girl, took the autumn water sword and walked the rivers and lakes, and when they met again, they were already a dying person with only one breath left.

Yao Sanming doesn't complain about the rules of walking the sword gate, but he complains about the rules of walking the sword alone.

So after 52 generations, it was passed on to Yao Sanming's generation, and there was no sword gate in the rivers and lakes.

Yao Sanming only knew that his beloved little sister was dead, and the two men who loved Yu Haitang the most never saw each other again.

Zhang Shaoyang dragged the old sword fairy's arm, and he had to listen to Yao Sanming's affair with Chen Sesame and rotten grain, Yao Sanming couldn't help it, and stroked his beard: "Okay, the old man will tell you about it." ”

On the northwest road, there is a loess mound of loess, and after the loess is a green mountain and a green mountain.

Zhang Shaoyang listened to Yao Sanming's glorious deeds along the way, and unconsciously entered the territory of Tangzhou, and traveled another hundred miles to the southwest, and then arrived at Miyang, and the two walked slowly along the official road until they walked to the bamboo forest where the jade begonias were sleeping, and Yao Sanming suddenly fell silent.

The bamboo forest is luxuriant, the spring bamboo shoots are numerous, there is only a slightly uplifted mound in the depths, there is a thick and different Xiangfei bamboo on the mound, the seven words of 'the tomb of the flower fairy jade begonia' carved on the bamboo have faded, and it is difficult to identify without looking carefully.

"This is your uncle's sleeping place. Yao Sanming pointed to the mound and said calmly.

"Uncle, disciple Zhang Shaoyang bows!" Zhang Shaoyang bowed seriously.

Yao Sanming didn't say a word again, but sat on the ground, pointed like a knife, cut a bamboo and carved it carefully.

Yao Sanming carved very seriously, with one finger and a knife, bamboo chips flying, and a cup of tea, he carved out a beautiful bamboo sword.

"You always say that the Qiushui sword is not suitable, and the senior brother carved a worthy one for you, I know you must like it. Yao Sanming shook his hand and flicked, and the bamboo sword was inserted on the mound.

Yao Sanming suddenly laughed, turned around and strode out of the bamboo forest, Zhang Shaoyang turned around, and saw that the bamboo sword was clearly engraved: Husband Yao Sanming.

The wind gradually rose in the bamboo forest, and the bamboo leaves rustled, like a woman chuckling.

Out of the bamboo forest, Yao Sanming looked up into the distance, between the mountains, there is a mountain shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland, where there used to be a sword gate, in addition to the master, there are only three disciples.

Zhang Shaoyang only felt that the stagnant water in Yao Sanming's eyes was boiling again at this moment, and he only spit out two words: "Go up the mountain." ”

The mountain is 800 zhang high, the stone stairs are 8,000 steps, Zhang Shaoyang climbed out of breath, and when he saw that Yao Sanming's face was not red and out of breath, no matter how you are a sword immortal, then you have to serve the old, how can you say that you are also a sixty-year-old man, so you can't give me a little face for this eighteen-year-old young man?

After walking three thousand steps, three long rainbows suddenly fell down on the mountain, and when they came to the front, there were three old men, who looked more than Yao Sanming's fairy wind bones.

"Who's coming? One of the old men scolded.

"Yao Sanming. ”

The three old men stumbled at the same time, Yao Sanming, haven't they all disappeared for more than ten years?

The three of them looked at it again and again, it was so similar to the sword immortal back then, especially the momentum, it couldn't be wrong.

"Hurry up, let the three thousand disciples swing their swords, and welcome the sword immortal seniors!"

Changhong flew up, the sound shook the mountain, and in the blink of an eye, the top of the mountain was like thunder, and the roar was not stopped.

Walking up from here, every fifth step stood a young disciple dressed in white like snow, each of whom put on an arrogant posture of piercing the sky with a sword, which made Zhang Shaoyang look at his mouth dry.

Especially the white-clothed female sword cultivators in the middle, they are really good-looking!

Go up another 3,000 steps, and a huge stone tablet stands on the mountainside in front of you, with three big characters written on it: Go to the Sword Pavilion.