Indeed, after Gu Tiannan and his entourage walked out of Luoyang, they really realized what rivers and lakes are.

In Luoyang City, Gu Tiannan and Zhao Tianyang couldn't help but puff out their cheeks and whistle a few times when they saw the pretty girl, and when the beauties turned their heads with shame and disgust, they would always puff up their chests and clench the long sword in their hands, trying to pretend to be a heroic swordsman, but later they had no face at all and no courage to talk to them because of the two or three inconspicuous patches on their clothes.

In Luoyang City, Gu Tiannan and they changed three of the most famous restaurants in three days, and tasted the famous wine and famous dishes in Luoyang, Kyoto.

This is the rivers and lakes, and this is the rivers and lakes faced by a fledgling young swordsman.

Soon after descending the mountain, Gu Tiannan deeply realized that the real rivers and lakes rarely have the chic breeze and bright moon, and rarely have the freedom to walk alone in a thousand mountains.

In order to earn a food and clothing, Gu Tiannan wrote a letter to others, but because the handwriting was too ugly but the asking price was high, he was chased out of seven or eight miles by a stout peasant woman carrying a hoe.

In order to earn some copper plates, Zhao Tianyang glued two beards and pretended to be a warlock, and set up a stall on the street to help people tell fortunes, but he was pressed to the ground and kicked several times because he didn't match his words.

Later, it was Ning Yuan who showed his two-handed swordsmanship and took over a few businesses for the seven disciples to help the dart bureau dart, and Gu Tiannan and the others did not fall into the miserable situation of begging along the street.

The rivers and mountains are thousands of miles away, and the man has a heart.

Ning Yuan was so stern that he was almost ruthless on the surface, but in his heart, he was always thinking about these seven juniors, and he took this group of hairy boys down the mountain for two years, traveling more than 5,000 miles, and experiencing wind, frost, rain and snow all the way. Ning Yuan is both a father and a mother, and the eight masters and apprentices have to rely on him to decide.

Even the two patches with fine stitches on Gu Tiannan's silver-white robe were all from the hands of Ning Yuan, the famous "Hongxuan Kaiyang Sword" on the rivers and lakes.

To this day, Gu Tiannan still remembers the conversation between the two when Ning Yuan sewed clothes for him next to a dim butter lamp.

"Uncle Shi, I can't imagine that you can kill thieves and demons with your hands, and you can actually sew and mend clothes, look at this stitch, it is more meticulous than my sister!"

"Get out of the way! If you bastard would look at that big girl a few times, wouldn't you save yourself from being chased all over the street by dogs?"

"Hey, hey, it's not like that broken dog hasn't caught up with me! If I hadn't gone back to save Tianyang's stupid man, my long shirt would have been caught by that broken dog? When did your old man practice this kung fu, I think we can open a tailor's shop, just with your skill, all the poor people's torn clothes and old pants in Luoyang City have to line up to ask your old man to patch them!"

"Shut up! I can't even make a sycophant, go and bring me the pot of rice wine you stole from!"

"Uncle Shi, you are really a dog's nose! I wrapped three layers of oiled paper, and you can smell the wine?"

My ancestors have made wine for seven generations, but they only make rice wine. Rice wine is the ancestor of wine, with a mild and elegant taste, mellow and long, which is compatible with the Confucian golden mean. ”

"I can't think of drinking and these ways, so why didn't you inherit the ancestral business of brewing wine, and went to Hongxuanzong to cultivate and practice swords?"

"I was originally a native of Chu, when I was six years old, the Northern Zhou Emperor Chu Liexing attacked Chu, Chu was full of wars, after the Battle of Zhanhan, the Chu capital Jiangling fell, and the Chu army was crushed for thousands of miles. I followed my parents in the midst of the turmoil and encountered a group of defeated soldiers, who were called routs at best, horse thieves at worst, and they took away the gold and silver and killed my parents. At that time, I was small and thin, and my mother barely escaped by hiding in a tree hollow. At that time, I was lonely and unaccompanied, and I could only beg for a living, and I had never suffered any hardships? I wandered on the street for four or five years, and met your third ancestor, Chongyang Tianzun, the old man looked at me pitiful, and I also had a little bit of sword practice, which brought me back to Hongxuanzong. ”

"Uncle Shi, let's go, get drunk and relieve a thousand sorrows!"

"Maybe it's because I'm old and think about these old things from time to time. After going up the mountain, I practiced my sword desperately, and I practiced for eight hours for five hours. At that time, I was very naïve, and I always thought that if I killed a few more horse thieves and rogues, there would be fewer orphans like me in this world!"

"Isn't it?"

"No, there are some things that can't be done by a martial artist with one person and one sword!"

"Uncle Shi, if I can't help justice and hoe the strong to help the weak, then what's the point of me working hard to practice swords, it's better to be like that dead sparrow, study and test for fame!"

"Early tomorrow morning, practice the Nine Heavens Rainbow sword move three hundred times!"

"A hundred times?"

"Three hundred times!"

"Three hundred times, three hundred times, come to Uncle Shi, let's go one!"

"Four hundred times!"

"Uncle Shi, there are three gems on your Molin scabbard, hehehe......"

"What do you want to say?

"As soon as Tianyang and I came out of Luoyang City, I secretly cut it off, and now Molin's scabbard is inlaid with three ordinary stones!"

"Five hundred times!"

Gu Tiannan was immersed in memories, and his thoughts were full of thoughts.

It wasn't until Ling Cangxue tied the boat and walked into the Bomeng Pavilion and gently wrung out his clothes for him, and the touch on Gu Tiannan's arm changed from a biting cold to a ball of warm fragrant nephrite, that he gradually came back to his senses.

Gu Fan still refused to touch Gu Tiannan's gaze, just put his hands behind his back and sighed softly, "You come with me." ”

Gu Tiannan gently patted Ling Cangxue's tender white palm, keeping up with the master's pace, Zhao Tianyang also had red eyes, and strode to follow while sobbing softly.

Wang Dameng suddenly struggled out of the many onlookers, bowed and trotted all the way to Lin Yuehua's side, and said timidly: "Master, I, I want to ......"

"Go, in the back mountain!" Lin Yuehua burst out a few words categorically, and her eyes were gloomy.

Lin Yuehua once yelled at Ning Yuan in the Taishou Mansion of Wenyang City, "You can run the monk can't run the temple", I thought that I would have a big fight with him after returning to the mountain, but I didn't expect the world to be impermanent, and now I don't even have a chance to quarrel, Ning Yuan only has a few wisps of heroic soul left, lingering in the Little Lotus Peak.

In the past, the sword traveled thousands of miles, and the chivalrous courage shone through the vicissitudes.

Where do the rivers and lakes wake up, the autumn clouds are dark and Qingfeng.

Behind the small lotus peak, the forest is dyed, and the red leaves are like blood.

The autumn wind blows, the wild grass rises and falls between the mountains, and the geese on the horizon are full of bleak scenes.

The clouds are deep and the mountains are far away, where is the old man?

Under a thick dragon claw elm in the mountain behind the Little Lotus Peak, there is a new grave that is very abrupt.

Gu Tiannan bowed his knees and bowed three times to this new tomb.

After getting up, Gu Tiannan stared at the tombstone and was silent for a long time.

Ling Cangxue's gaze swept to Gu Tiannan's side face from time to time, and the latter looked as usual, without sadness or anger.

Love is speechless in the depths, and sorrow is silent in the depths.

Finally, Gu Tiannan said softly: "Tianyang, go and take the pile of broken copper and iron in your hand, and buy three catties of rice wine!"

The "pile of broken copper and iron" in Gu Tiannan's mouth is naturally the Huanchen Sword, which has been passed down by the Lu family for three generations, and is regarded by Lu Yunqing as a divine weapon for his life.

Hearing the instructions of the senior brother, Zhao Tianyang didn't care how Lu Yunqing explained to the Lu family, he gave Wang Dameng a look and turned around and left.

Wang Dameng faintly felt that this move was inappropriate, and before he could move his steps, Gu Fan, who was standing at the back, spoke: "Nonsense!"

Zhao Tianyang craned his neck and held the Huanchen Sword in his arms, although there was a sad and angry look on his face, his steps stopped.

In the hearts of the disciples of Dongcang Pavilion, although Gu Fan was silent, his status was extremely respectful.

Gu Fan sighed and said softly: "In the west wing of the front hall of Zixiao Palace, I prepared two jars of thirty-year-old rice wine, which were originally reserved for Ning Yuan. Since your senior brother wants to drink, go get it and give me the Huanchen in your hand!"

As soon as Gu Fan's words fell, Ling Cangxue, who was exquisite, got up and left first.

After a while, Ling Cangxue brought two jars of mud-sealed rice wine and two wine glasses.

Ling Cangxue unveiled the sealed mud, the mellow and aromatic wine drifted with the wind, she gently handed Gu Tiannan a wine glass, and said flatly: "How much do you want to drink, Cangxue will accompany you." ”

Gu Tiannan looked back, stunned, but still shook his head, he took the wine glass and sat in front of the grave, slowly pouring two glasses of wine, his face was still sad and angry.

"Your uncle did draw his sword and kill himself, except for the understatement sword in his throat, there was no wound around his body. Looking at the whole country, there are not many people who can force him to this role. Even if he meets a master of the Yipin Qing Xuan Realm, with his swordsmanship attainments, he will not dare to fight to the death. He must have been threatened by something before he was willing to take matters into his own hands. ”

Gu Fan took a few steps forward, inserted the scabbard of the famous sword Huanchen into the loess, and patted Gu Tiannan's shoulder.

Gu Tiannan spilled a glass of wine in front of Ning Yuan's grave, frowned slightly, and raised his head to drink another glass of wine in one gulp.

The taste of rice wine is soft and mellow, far less spicy and strong than the burning knife.

Gu Tiannan, who drank a bowl of burning knives in one gulp last night and didn't change his face, choked on two lines of tears from this small glass of rice wine.

A glass of wine and a long sword are thousands of miles, don't ask how much life and death weigh.