The old Confucian left the teahouse and embarked on the road to the demon land.

The old shopkeeper rubbed his eyes and opened them.

The teahouse was empty, and the old shopkeeper went to close the door, then turned and walked into the backyard.

The furnishings of the backyard are very simple, just an ordinary small yard.

There is an old locust tree in the middle of the yard, and next to the old locust tree is a well.

Then there is a stone table.

There is a long wooden bench.

The old shopkeeper walked slowly and found a hoe on the courtyard wall.

He walked under the old locust tree and began to dig in the earth.

After digging for about half an hour, a pitch-black box was revealed in the soil, the box was very long, and it should be able to hold a sword, maybe more directly, this is a sword box.

The old shopkeeper patted the dirt on it gently, as if caressing the bride's face, and he took out the sword box, took off his coat, and began to carefully wipe the sword box.

In the end, the dirt was wiped off, revealing his original appearance, it was a sword box with serious paint loss, the material of the sword box was not a good thing, and it seemed that it had been many years, but it was not too seriously corroded.

He carefully placed the sword box on the stone table, and then went to the ancient well to fetch water.

Lifting a bucket of water, the old shopkeeper opened the sword box, and inside was an unsheathed long sword, the body of which was rusty and rusty. He poured some water on the stone table, then sat down on a wooden bench and began to sharpen his sword.

He sharpened it for a long time, until the rust of the longsword was completely peeled off, until the longsword shone coldly again.

To put it bluntly, this sword is in his hands, and there are not too many people who can't be killed.

In addition to the dozen or so saints in the clouds, except for those big demons in the demon land, except for the sword immortal......

It turns out that there are still many people who can't be killed.

The old shopkeeper's old mind began to recall the times of murder in those years, thinking about handing out a sword from there to make the other party unguardable, thinking about how to take the other party's life in the fastest time, thinking a lot, but finally sighed.

What did he say before?

"In this world, sword practitioners are the most abnormal, no matter who they are, standing in front of that threshold, they will not necessarily retreat. I'm afraid that life is really not very important in their eyes. ”

In fact, this sentence is wrong, he also practices swords, but he stood in front of the threshold and retreated, not daring to lift the sword forward, and he didn't even mention the sword all these years.

One is guilty, and the other is that he just wants to live.

Only now, it seems that I have to carry a sword.

A white-robed man appeared in the old shopkeeper's cloudy vision.

The man stood before him with a sword hanging from his waist.

This person has a great reputation in the world, he was very big before, and after killing a great demon of the sea a few days ago, it became even greater, it can be said that there is no one in the world who can compare with him now.

Especially those who practice swords, they can only look up to Chaoqingqiu.

The old shopkeeper was also a swordsman, and in the years when he became famous, he had not yet risen to the top of his life, but now standing in front of him, even if he raised the sword again, his hands trembled a little.

Trembling is born out of fear in the heart.

Even if he was a swordsman standing in front of that threshold, there was still no chance of victory in the face of a swordsman who had already crossed that threshold.

He knew that Chao Qingqiu was very likely to come to kill him, he didn't know how Chao Qingqiu knew that he was here, obviously his sword qi had been well concealed, and he hadn't done it for hundreds of years, and no one would have thought that this old shopkeeper who sold tea would be a swordsman who climbed the stairs realm, and when it came to sword cultivation, Xu Lin didn't seem to be able to match him.

Chao Qingqiu looked at this character who only lived in those classics in Sword Mountain, and said two words indifferently, "Meng Jin." ”

When the old shopkeeper chatted with the old Confucian before, he said that there was a person named Meng Jin who went to the demon land, thinking that he wanted to take a step forward and walk through the threshold, but then he died, in fact, it was not like this, he was indeed in the demon land, but because of some things, he did not dare to go forward, and finally returned to this coast, killed the old shopkeeper, became his appearance, and selling wine became selling tea.

He had said that some people couldn't remember, not that he really couldn't remember, but because he really didn't.

He hadn't seen those people, so he was familiar.

Meng Jin looked at Chao Qingqiu, his old face was full of exhaustion, "I just want to live." ”

Chao Qingqiu may be able to understand, but he may not be able to accept it, if not, why didn't he leave Beihai?

Chao Qingqiu looked at Meng Jin, "Xu Xiao is dead." ”

Xu Lin was his apprentice and his only apprentice.

If you dig deeper, Xu Lin is his apprentice, Chen Sheng is his apprentice, and Li Fuyao has a lot to do with him.

Meng Jin's mood didn't fluctuate, he nodded, "He had a chance to cross the last threshold, but he was dragged down by too many things, just standing in front of that threshold is not necessarily a good thing, not everyone is the same as you Chao Qingqiu." ”

No one knows why Chao Qingqiu was able to take the last step in this world back then.

The swordsman lineage has become a thorn in the side of the three sects in the past six thousand years, and the sword immortal is even more intolerable, why Chao Qingqiu can become a sea in such a situation has always been a mystery.

Chao Qingqiu was not ready to complain about this.

"You know what I'm going to ask?"

He looked at Meng Jin quietly.

A sword immortal, wanting to know something, is not a very difficult thing.

Especially the person in front of him, who was afraid of death.

"I want to live. ”

This is the second time Meng Jin said this sentence today, and this time he said this sentence in a very light tone, but the meaning was very heavy.

If you hadn't spared my life, you wouldn't have gotten that news.

He didn't worry about Chao Qingqiu going back on his word, because Chao Qingqiu was not that kind of person.

Chao Qingqiu sneered slightly: "I thought that you sharpened your sword and put on this posture again to tell me that you still have a bit of pride as a swordsman." ”

Meng Jin frowned, "You are a sword immortal, anyone in the world can kill you, I'm not, I don't dare to use a sword against you." ”

This sentence was said very calmly, but it should not have been said in the mouth of a swordsman of his realm.

If I change to another swordsman who has climbed the tower realm today, I am afraid that I will already draw my sword and face each other.

What if you're a sword immortal?

Chao Qingqiu's face was expressionless, not knowing what he was thinking.

Meng Jin said in a low voice: "Chao Qingqiu, no one wants to die, and I don't want to, there's no point in you killing me, let me live, and you can get what you want." ”

Chao Qingqiu nodded, "Say it." ”

Having received Chao Qingqiu's promise, Meng Jin put the sword back in the sword case, and then began to say something.

Chao Qingqiu listened very carefully and asked questions from time to time.

In order to survive, Meng Jin told everything he knew without any concealment.

Chao Qingqiu got the answer she wanted.

He came to Beihai to kill the Great Demon of the Sea, but it was just a incidental thing, and the most important thing was to find this person and ask him something.

When he couldn't ask, he killed him.

Those things are important.