Chapter 13 Rich in hand, poor in the world
What the hell is this?
If it weren't for the hilt and the blade of the sword.
Looking at the sword body, Lin Shuangyu almost felt that what he was holding in his hand was a tattered.
Under the great joy and sorrow, Lin Shuangyu inexplicably fell into contemplation.
"That's not right. ”
"I've been a little floating in the past two years, and if I used to have a golden sword hilt, I'd already be crazy with joy, how could I dislike whether the sword body was tattered. ”
Lin Shuangyu is deeply aware that he has been infected with vices in the past two years, and he is a little greedy and insufficient.
It's better to be content and happy.
Recovering his previous mentality, the more Lin Shuangyu looked at this sword, the more comfortable he became.
And what is even more pleasing is that when he had just established an initial connection with the Natal Sword, he knew that it was a Dao Sword.
It's really a sword that can't be seen, it's obviously covered in rust, but the result is very noble.
Good sword, really good sword.
It's a combination of wealth and poverty.
Hold the rich, the poor cut the world!
How much fun, hahaha.
The more I think about it, the happier I get.
Lin Shuangyu got what he wanted, and he was crazy happy.
The bigwigs in the Yijian Mountain Hall over there didn't know what to say.
It was still the beginning of the wind and no snow.
"This sword isn't the eighth child's Taishang Forgetful Sword, why is it buried there. ”
The fifth peak master of the eight sword peaks replied: "After the Great Dao of the Eighth Year was shattered, the sword spirit of the Taishang Forgetful Sword was annihilated, and then the Taishang Forgetful Sword was buried in the sword mound. ”
Feng Wuxue looked extremely serious at this moment, and the entire hall was instantly suppressed.
"Old Five, you know that I'm not talking about this matter, what I want to ask is that Yijian Mountain has always stipulated that the sword should not be completely submerged in the ground, why did he bury the sword completely in the ground!"
The Fifth Peak Peak Master continued to reply, but his tone was obviously cold, "The eighth buried the sword, I accompanied him, he did this, and I agreed, if the sect master is to blame, even if the punishment is given, I will continue for the eighth." ”
Feng Wuxue was a little angry, and finally said weakly: "You obviously know that I don't mean that, there are rules of a sword mountain in a sword mountain." ”
I don't know if the word rules stimulated the fifth peak master.
"Rules, rules, if it weren't for this damn rule, my brother and sister wouldn't have died back then. ”
"That kid thinks that the sword in his hand is rust, don't you know that it is the blood rust formed by the blood of your brother and sister!"
The main crane of the fifth peak has a childish face, and he is unusually stable on weekdays, but at this time, he changed his normal state and glared at the wind and snow like crazy.
"Old Eight, the youngest of the nine of us, but he is the most talented, with his ability, as the peak master of any of the seven peaks, and even your sect master, he will be better than us. ”
"What did the eighth say in the end, do you still remember them one by one!"
Several other peak masters in the hall of Yijian Mountain, as well as Feng Wuxue, all lowered their heads, which was self-blame from the heart.
The Fifth Peak Peak Lord seemed to hold back these words for a long time, even if no one responded to him, he still said excitedly.
"The eighth said, I am the youngest, of course I have to share the worries of the senior brothers, since the senior brothers feel that they cannot inherit the Taishang Ruthless Sword Dao of the Eighth Peak, then let the junior brother come. ”
"At that time, none of us spoke, because everyone knew that although Taishang Forgetful Sword Dao is the strongest inheritance of Yijian Mountain, it will make people ruthless and heartless in the end, like a living dead. ”
"I really regret that I didn't stand up and stop the eighth child in the first place. ”
"You know that I have the best relationship with Lao Ba, and in the tenth year of his cultivation of Taishang Forgetful Sword Dao, he called me Senior Brother Five. ”
"Good sentence, Fifth Senior Brother, yes, in his heart, the Fifth Brother who loved him had already died when he didn't stop him from cultivating the Taishang Forgetful Sword Dao. ”
"That sentence of Senior Brother Five, cold, without any feelings, I will never forget it in my life. ”
The Fifth Peak Peak Lord cried like a child as he spoke, who would have thought that the Fifth Peak Peak Lord of Yijian Mountain, who was famous abroad, would have such a vulnerable side.
"Later, once when the eighth child came back from a trip, he actually smiled at me and called me the fifth brother. ”
"He said, Fifth Brother, I seem to have fallen in love with a girl, can you tell Senior Brother that I don't want to be the Eighth Peak Master anymore, I want to be with her. ”
Feng Wuxue didn't know what to say, because they all knew what happened next.
What has happened will not change in any way because of the guilt of the present.
"It's all gone. ”
After Feng Wuxue finished speaking, he left the main hall, and at this moment, his heart was very uneasy.
He knew that it was Lao Wu who said these words today, but other people were blaming him in their hearts over the years.
"Old eight, what about you, did you blame me?"
Feng Wuxue stood at the top of Yijian Peak and looked at the position of the eighth peak.
In the hall of Yijian Mountain, the other peak masters all came over and patted the fifth peak master, and they all sighed and left.
Lin Shuangyu didn't know that the sword he pulled out almost caused infighting among the bigwigs of Yijian Mountain.
He slept beautifully with the sword in his arms.
When I woke up the next day, I began to search for other test disciples in a purposeful manner.
When he saw a disciple, he said to him, "Look at my natal sword, does it look rich and poor, what a beautiful sword?" ”
Later, the test disciples who were pulled by Lin Shuangyu to talk met together, and after chatting, they found out how boring Lin Shuangyu was.
"That's what he said to you?"
"yes. ”
"You guys do the math, I met him ten times yesterday, and he said this to me ten times, and I almost didn't go crazy. ”
One by one, the test disciples wanted to cry without tears, and later, as long as they saw Lin Shuangyu approaching, they ran away decisively, not giving Lin Shuangyu any chance at all.
This mental bombardment is really not something that everyone can bear.
Today is the last day of the sword selection deadline.
Lin Shuangyu met Mo Li alone for the first time.
The moment he saw Mo Li, Lin Shuangyu immediately ran in front of Mo Li, afraid that Mo Li would run away, but in the past two days, he had watched many test disciples run away when they saw him.
It really broke his heart.
Mo Li looked at Lin Shuangyu who was in a hurry inexplicably, blinked his eyes, and did not speak.
Lin Shuangyu didn't think Mo Li was rude, this was completely in line with Mo Li's iceberg personality.
"Senior Sister Mo, look at my natal sword. ”
As he spoke, he handed the natal sword to Mo Li.
"Look at the hilt of this sword first, it is golden, it represents wealth. ”
"Look at the blade of the sword, it's rusty, it's poor. ”
"Wealth and poverty are the two extremes of this world, and these two extremes are perfectly integrated on my natal sword, this contradiction is beautiful, how beautiful!"
Mo Li didn't listen to Lin Shuangyu at all.
When Lin Shuangyu handed the natal sword to her, she fell into a mood of envy.
Because until now, she has not found her natal sword.
Lin Shuangyu didn't notice Mo Li's emotions at first, and it was rare to meet a person who listened to him quietly and quietly talk about swords, where did he not have the truth of not being happy.
After talking for a long time, he found that Mo Li's eyes staring at his natal sword were full of envy.
Then he looked at it and found that Mo Li was empty-handed, and he hadn't gotten his natal sword at all.
"Senior sister, for the sake of you listening to me talk for so long, I will give you a sentence worth a thousand gold, do you want it. ”
Mo Li didn't say if he wanted to, but asked, "What's the matter?" ”
"I think you can try that epee again?"
Mo Li frowned, "That heavy sword has nothing to do with me, you also saw it before." ”
Lin Shuangyu touched his head, and suddenly became a little embarrassed, "Originally, it was unlucky, but after I tried it, I think you have a fate." ”
"What do you mean?"
"You don't care what you mean, anyway, this place is close to the peak where the heavy sword is, and it won't waste much of your time, if it succeeds, you say yes. ”
Actually, Mo Li likes that heavy sword a lot, and it makes sense when he hears it.
But before leaving, he said, "If I draw my sword, I want you to tell me why." ”
Lin Shuangyu said magnificently: "Yes." ”
Looking at Mo Li's figure running away, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
I must repent for three seconds.
It's really too pitiful, I didn't expect me to scum so many swords in a month after I came out of the Immortal Emperor Spirit Land.
Looking at the ten thousand swords standing in the sword shrine in the distance.
Lin Shuangyu replied to himself in his heart: "I have scum these swords." ”