The rain is sunny and the wind is warm and the smoke is light, and the weather is drunk.

The sky is like a dome, covering the four wildernesses.

At this time, it is the March day when the grass warbler flies in the south of the Yangtze River, the drizzle and the soft breeze come lightly, and the walk is also silent, bringing people the smell of grass and earth, which makes people feel comfortable.

A team of dozens of darts is marching in a deep valley full of fog somewhere in the country of clouds and rains, not fast or slow, walking leisurely.

"Master, it's really easy to come to Jiangnan this time! As usual, it's either cold and windy in winter, or windy and sandy in spring and autumn, or hot and dead in the heat. ”

"Kong'er, don't take it lightly, although this time it is for the teacher to personally dart, but this time we are not in our Motong country, and the name of our Dragon Teng Dart Bureau is not so effective. ”

"Also, the first time the master took you out to walk the dart, how do you know the danger and fatigue of the dart, listen to a few complaints from your senior brothers and think that you are an old dart master?

A white-haired old man in a sackcloth shirt shook his head and said to the white-robed young man riding on a horse beside him with a straight face.

"Oh, I know, I know, I will definitely look forward to the surroundings for our dart team, as long as there are bandits who dare to come out, I will definitely teach them a lesson!" The white-robed young man said with a dog's tail grass in his mouth, his hands wrapped around the back of his head, and he said inarticulately.

I don't know how strong these teenage boys are, but this equestrian skill alone is enough to make people applaud.

The old man in the sackcloth shirt glanced at his only closed disciple, smiled a little dotingly, and then slowly spoke.

"Most of the things on the rivers and lakes account for 20% of the fame, 30% of the martial arts, and the remaining 50% of the face depends on the black and white friends, and the face is mutual. ”

"The rivers and lakes do have fights and killings, but there are really not as many as imagined, and the vast majority of people will not worry about losing their heads when they sleep every day, otherwise what is the difference between this rivers and lakes and the battlefield?"

"Hey, forget it, I won't tell you so much now, don't just know the surface of everything, if you don't do it yourself, you will never really understand. ”

Wang Gumen closed his mouth and was silent, but Wang Kong, a young man, shook his head on horseback, and grimaced at the few senior brothers who were close to him, causing those senior brothers to chuckle.

At noon, the fog cleared, and at this time, the dart team of the Longteng Dart Bureau also walked out of the unknown valley, Wang Gumen looked up at the sun, and ordered the dart team to stop moving forward and rest in place to build a stove.

Smoke rises from the cooking, adding a bit of human smoke to this uninhabited wilderness.

In this damp smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, especially just after the rain and the sunny day, the fire can be made by the internal force of Wang Gumen to evaporate the water of some firewood, in the operation of the internal force, dozens of people are staring at it with wide eyes, although they know that Wang Lao Dart is an "authentic" master of the rivers and lakes, but it is still itchy in the heart, and feel surprised.

Longteng Dart Bureau, among the hundreds of dart games large and small in Motong Country, can be ranked in the top ten, and obtain the silver flag of the imperial gift, all of which rely on the personal strength of Wang Lao's dart.

On the rivers and lakes, there are not those who want to gain fame and convince people by relying on their mouths.

However, those who rely on their mouths to persuade people to be angry are all hard fists, and then they use their mouths to reason so that people listen.

Wang Gumen is now in his prime, so he wants to quickly pass on what he has learned all his life to his apprentice Wang Kong, and then let the incense of the Dragon Dart Bureau continue to be passed on. Even in his prime, Wang Gumen still remembered what his master told him back then.

"Gumen, if you leave as a teacher in the future, our Longteng Dart Bureau will have to rely on you to carry the beams. ”

"Master doesn't have much ability in this life, the name of our Dragon Teng Dart Bureau sounds domineering, but our Dart Bureau can't even rank in the top fifty!"

"Master's greatest wish in this life is to be able to let our dart game enter the top ten and get the silver dart flag given by the emperor, hehe, should you ask why you don't take the golden dart flag? Master doesn't dare to think about it!

Wang Gumen remembered that he didn't like to fight and kill, didn't like to run around, but became the first master of the Dragon Dart Bureau, even if he had gone through all the vicissitudes of life, he couldn't help grinning.

Just as his master touched his head and brought him back from the street as an orphan.

"Master, what do you want? so happy?" Wang Kong jumped off his horse and looked at Wang Gumen with a puzzled expression.

"I remembered for a moment that you were scared to pee your pants in case of a robber and a dart. ”

"Cut! I'll hit one by one, I'll clean up one by one, I'll have a bunch of me...... I shouted that the brothers could still kill them. Wang Kong put his hands behind his back, swaying and walking like his master, and provoked the young dart masters in their twenties and thirties around him to smile, and several old and calm middle-aged dart masters also couldn't help laughing.

"Dart head, this dart is the Yunyu Sect, the number one immortal sect in the Yunyu Country, it stands to reason that with the status of their sect, why do you need to invite our Motong Country's dart board to dart, there will be many dart games for them...... But ......" A silver-haired old man who was over the age of sixteen walked up to Wang Gumen's side with a solemn face and whispered.

"That Yunyumen is now in danger. Legend has it that a hundred years ago, there was a sword immortal with boundless mana who practiced in Yunyumen for a few years, so when the invincible sword immortal became famous, Yunyumen naturally followed the rising tide, and earlier Yunyuguo was not actually called Yunyuguo, but later because of Yunyumen, an immortal sect, Yunyu Country changed the name of the country for it!" Speaking of that sect, speaking of the invincible sword immortal a hundred years ago, Wang Gumen looked reverent and yearning.

"Heng Cang, you, don't either retreat or practice or dart every day, you also have to learn more about the big and small things in the rivers and lakes. ”

"That Yunyumen, in fact, has no background at all, and that sword immortal has only been practicing in Yunyumen for a few years, I don't know if I miss it, no one dares to touch Yunyumen when the sword fairy is alive, Yunyumen is called a bull, and they dare to put their nostrils at the emperor and general, more than a dozen countries around us were high-profile in Yunyumen back then. But there is a day when everything turns into dust, and human affection pays attention to a long stream. It's a pity that thousands of people up and down the Yunyumen who were dizzy at that time didn't know, maybe they knew, but they couldn't speak. A sect that does not know the truth of the foundation of a sect is most likely to hasten its demise. ”

Speaking of this, Wang Gumen sighed and continued, "It's a pity that that Sword Immortal senior, more than a hundred years have passed, it is estimated that that Sword Immortal predecessor has returned to dust, so now, what Yunyumen got before will be slowly lost, there will be gains and losses, sooner or later." ”

This is the gain and loss of the world!

"That Sword Immortal senior, is it really that strong? When I was young, I only occasionally heard the older generation talk about it, and then the older generation was gone, and no one talked about the news of that Sword Immortal senior. "Heng Cang, as the third-ranked old dart master in the Dragon Teng Dart Bureau, is obviously a strong dart player and strong strength, but he obviously doesn't know so much about some things in the rivers and lakes.

"Hahaha! It's not just strong! That's really invincible!" Before he could start speaking, Wang Gumen's eyes bloomed with an amazing light, a long time ago when he was young, he heard all kinds of deeds of that sword immortal predecessor every day, at that time, although the sword immortal was old, but the sword heart was still the same, and one person took up most of the romance of the rivers and lakes.

"When my master was young, that sword immortal was already invincible in the world, if that sword immortal was still alive, it would be about two and a half years old. ”

"Our Motong Kingdom is located in Dao Xuanzhou in the eastern region of the Kyushu Continent, and there are thousands of countries in this Dao Xuanzhou alone! The masters of the rivers and lakes can be said to be as innumerable as the ants in the anthill! Those who claim to be immortal cultivators on the mountain cultivators were at that time! Because of the invincible sword immortal who was born in the rivers and lakes, he likes to call himself a person in the rivers and lakes!"

"The West Pole, the Southern Barbarians, and the Northern Desert, which are as big as the Eastern Regions, and even the Middle Earth Divine Prefecture, which has the widest area, the most powerful strength, the most peerless masters, the densest concentration of hermit masters, and the most eye-to-eye, all admired that green shirt and sword back then! Who was not convinced? I asked the Sword Immortal for a sword first!"

"It is said that there were very few people who could let the sword immortal who liked to wear green shirts come out of the sword back then, even if they added those transcendent hermit masters who were far away from the world, the entire world of Kyushu did not exceed the number of a pair of hands!"

"That's why there will be a scene of green shirts and swords all over the rivers and lakes! That's why there will be the famous poem of the great poet who was famous in Kyushu back then!"

Speaking of this, Wang Gumen suddenly stopped abruptly, and his heart was agitated, as if that sentence did not need to be spoken, and it could still shock the world and cry ghosts and gods!

"Master, speak quickly!"

"Dart, what's it?"

"May I ask the dart head, which poem is it?"

Dozens of people finished eating the bowl of Chinese food at this time, dropped the dishes and chopsticks, and listened attentively, many people even if they didn't know a word, but they were still full of interest.

"Hey, you juniors! How can you forget the demeanor of the predecessors of the Sword Immortal?!"

Even if he Wang Gumen had never seen the world-famous sword immortal at a glance, his face was still solemn as if he had seen it with his own eyes, his eyes were full of the yearning of his youth, and he muttered out the famous poem that had stirred the entire rivers and lakes, and he did not dare to look up to the sky and roar straight to express his chest, because he was afraid of the people in the sky and disturbed the sleep of the deceased.

"Wearing a green shirt and a river and lake, the sky and the world are invincible!"

Dozens of people, hearing this, were all concentrating, yearning for it, and couldn't help it.

At this time, it was hazy and drizzling again in Jiangnan.

The smoke is light and the rain is small.

On the ancient path not far away, a black-haired man in a green shirt with a sword hanging from his waist, stepping on the red mud all over the ground, walked slowly, and couldn't startle a ripple.

It is said that as long as you put on a clean green shirt and a small light sword, you can walk hundreds of miles and thousands of miles like that scholar travels to study, and you can be regarded as a person in the rivers and lakes who has really mixed the rivers and lakes!

What a green shirt and a sword!