On the lively Guyu Street, a young man with two swords on his back was wandering aimlessly. He wears a hat on his head, a standard ranger outfit, shabby fabrics and heavy dust, and looks like a charlatan with no background. But in the shadow of the hat, a pair of cold, sharp eyes, like a peregrine falcon, carefully observed the wind and grass on both sides of the street.

His name is Ao Cangfeng, and he is a swordsman, and he is also a swordsman from the Tibetan Sword Villa.

Speaking of which, I have to introduce it by the way. This Tibetan Sword Villa is a famous family on the rivers and lakes. It is located on the shore of West Lake, and is a martial arts holy place with hundreds of years of sword casting and sword practice. In the past few hundred years, there have been more than ten top masters with excellent swordsmanship in the Tibetan Sword Villa, and there was a land sword immortal who shocked the rivers and lakes more than a hundred years ago. But after that, for some reason, there was no famous kendo master in the Tibetan Sword Villa. On the contrary, the famous swords they forged have risen with the fame of the sword users.

In the last hundred years, under the leadership of the current owner Wan Guizang, the Tibetan Sword Villa only attaches importance to sword casting, but abandons the swordsmanship and kendo that they have passed down from generation to generation. It is precisely because of this that the sword forged by the Tibetan Sword Villa has gradually become a hot weapon on the rivers and lakes. The sword-casting method of the Tibetan Sword Villa is different from that of the Lu family in the White Emperor City, who cast weapons for almost the entire rivers and lakes and even the official family, and only paid attention to quantity and innovation, but did not care about quality. But the Hidden Sword Villa focuses on sword forging, and they care so much about the quality of each sword they make that they have a strange rule of only making one sword a year. As the saying goes, rare things are expensive, and because of this, almost every famous sword cast by the Tibetan Sword Villa has become a personal sword held by famous masters in the rivers and lakes. Among them, the most famous is the sword "Tiangang" used by Feng Kunlun, the sword god who dominates the rivers and lakes. After that, it was the "Spring and Autumn Period" in the sword emperor Chu mad singer who fought with a sword twenty years ago and guarded the country alone for Xishu.

However, in fact, all this is just the appearance of the Tibetan Sword Villa deliberately made. Wangui Zang, the owner of the village with a deep city, deliberately concealed the true strength of the Tibetan Sword Villa, so that the world only knew that the Tibetan Sword Villa was concentrating on casting swords, and neglected martial arts to have no quarrel with the world. Their strongest strength on the surface is the "sword pool" located on the front mountain, where there are countless hidden (cáng) swords. But behind the scenes, only a few people know that the really terrifying thing about the Tibetan Sword Villa is the sword mound located in the back mountain, which is specially used to hide (zàng) swords.

The descendants of the Wan family learned the swordsmanship and kendo passed down from their ancestors. In the sword mound in the back mountain, there is a group of Deadpool sword slaves who have been raised by Wangui Tibet, and they are practicing martial arts left by those masters who have come to Tibetan Sword Villa for hundreds of years to challenge and fail. There are not many of these people, but they are all carefully selected and cultivated by Wanguizang. They swore allegiance to Wangui Zang, and secretly did some shady things for the Tibetan Sword Villa.

Ao Cangfeng is the leader of this generation of young people. A martial arts wizard who was only thirteen years old and broke through the Finger Xuan Realm. Wan Guizang loves this child he unintentionally picked up in the back mountain, even more than his own heirs. He gave this boy all his life's learning and perception of kendo, hoping that he could become the next land sword immortal.

This time, Ao Cangfeng was sent out to snatch the legendary "Sword Pill". If that thing is really as legendary, it is a relic left by the Taibai Sword Immortal in the past. Then, according to Ao Cangfeng's existing strength, as long as he can smoothly absorb all the power in that sword pill, even if he can't immediately break through the realm of heaven and man and become a terrestrial sword immortal. At least, before the age of thirty, he can become the youngest master of the Heavenly Phenomena Realm in history.

In the face of such a temptation, Ao Cangfeng, who was already a bit of a martial idiot, agreed without hesitation. As long as there is no master of the Celestial Realm to stir up the situation, with the strength of the five grades of the Xuan Realm, a sword pill escorted by the Jinyi Guard is easy to come by.

Therefore, in the past three days, Ao Cangfeng has walked around the city and outside the city. After much thought, he decided to place the ambush on Guyu Street. According to the news learned from secret channels, the convoy escorting the tribute this time will be accompanied by a Celestial Realm master from Longhu Mountain, so it is almost impossible to succeed in a sneak attack along the road. As a result, the best place to shoot became the last leg of the road after entering the city. No one would have thought that someone would dare to do anything in Yingtianfu, and according to the habit of the gang of worshippers in Longhu Mountain, as long as they entered the city, they would first go to Qintianjian to restore their lives, and then there would be an excellent opportunity to seize the treasure.

After confirming the route and time of the convoy, early this morning, Ao Cangfeng carried his double swords on his back and walked back and forth three or four times on the road they had to pass. After making sure that everything was safe, the young man chose the most lively liquor shop on Guyu Street and sat down, on the one hand, in order to avoid the noon sun, and on the other hand, to concentrate and breathe, and prepare for the next fierce battle.

This is a small wine shop, and the shopkeeper is a couple who seem to be very simple and honest. The most amazing thing is that the best thing sold in this liquor shop is not the wine, but the sour plum soup for a penny. Ao Cangfeng, who has just passed the year of the weak crown, still has a strong interest in this kind of fresh thing, he has grown up in the sword mound since he was a child, although he has no worries about food and clothing, but under the hellish training of Wanguizang, Ao Cangfeng has never experienced the childhood of ordinary people at all. Although he could restrain the desire in his heart so as not to spoil the business, but in this hot sun, the instinct of his body still made him throw away a penny and take the bowl of cold sour plum soup.

The sweet and sour soup brought a refreshing chill to the lungs, and suddenly forced the surrounding heat back by three points. Savoring the sweetness and sourness in his mouth, the young man's face showed a smile that he had never seen before. drank a large bowl of sour plum soup in one go, and the young man who was still unsatisfied called another bowl, and by the way, he also ordered a plate of steamed buns to fill the somewhat empty temple.

Under the banyan tree not far away, a black-clothed boy of the same age as him was waving a folding fan and dancing to tell the story of the overlord's farewell concubine. The lively people listening to books around have also added a considerable amount of income to this wine shop. While enjoying this rare leisure, the arrogant wind spread his divine sense again, instinctively probing the surrounding movements.

With his not weak cultivation, he has confirmed that there are no other masters on this street, which makes him feel a lot more relieved, at least when he grabs the treasure, he will not meet the people on the same road who are half-cut off. But just when he was bored thinking about why the convoy had not yet entered the city, suddenly, the young man who seemed to notice something looked up at the Linjiang Tower not far away. In the window on the third floor, there stood a grim man in white clothes and white hair, who was looking at the young man with those eyes like a deep pool.

This look frightened the young man a lot, because he obviously sensed that an incomparably powerful aura came from the room next to the white-haired man, and according to his experience, he was definitely a terrifying master with the cultivation of the Heavenly Phenomena Realm. And in his divine sense, the room where the white-haired man was supposed to be empty should have been empty, but with his naked eye, he clearly saw such a big living person standing there and looking at him, could it be that he had seen a ghost?

No, how can there be such a ridiculous thing as seeing ghosts in broad daylight. Ao Cangfeng closed his eyes again in disbelief and used his divine thoughts to probe the past, that's right, obviously the aura of the top master leaked from the next door, and there should be nothing in the room where the man was. But when he opened his eyes, he made eye contact with the white-haired man again.

At this moment, the cold sweat of the arrogant wind came out. This strange situation was beyond his knowledge. As long as it is a person, it will definitely exude breath, and the higher the martial arts, the stronger the person's breath. But I've never seen a big living person without any breath, this is an extremely strange feeling, inside the divine sense, there is no one there, and when you can see it with the naked eye, there is obviously a big living person standing. This unbelievable illusion shocked this young man who had always been full of confidence in himself, and he could only suppress the fear in his heart, and kept comforting himself:

"There are people outside of people, and there are heavens outside of heaven. It must be a master who has practiced special exercises, and it is wonderful not to provoke it, and it is wonderful not to provoke it......"

The frightened teenager panicked and focused on the food in front of him. But he could still feel the indifferent gaze of the white-haired man, which made him uncomfortable like a thorn in his back.

I thought that there were no masters on this street, but in the current situation, everything is difficult to say. In the two rooms on the third floor, there was a master of the Celestial Realm in one room, and there was a monster in the other room who couldn't see through cultivation at all.

After thinking about it for a long time in my heart, Ao Cangfeng still didn't know the point. That sword pill is like a waste to the masters of the Heavenly Phenomena Realm, and those who have reached this realm have their own set of cultivation methods, and if they forcibly integrate other exercises, they will fall into the realm or even go mad. This kind of sword pill that takes shortcuts to improve its strength will only have a miraculous effect on the Vajra Realm and the Unstable Finger Xuan Realm. So what are they doing at this time?

The incomPrehensible young man could only gnaw on the bun in front of him in a daze, staring blankly at the storyteller not far away. But looking at it, he was attracted by what happened to the storyteller.

He watched curiously how the young man of his age kindly helped the two hungry little beggars, which made Ao Cangfeng, who was also an orphan, feel a little good for the young man. After all, in this world, it is not easy to protect yourself, let alone help two insignificant beggars. A young man who tells stories in the market can do this, which shows that he still has a chivalrous heart in his heart. But the next move of the young man made the arrogant wind, who was not very experienced in the rivers and lakes, a little unpleasant.

He was born in the Tibetan Sword Villa, and he has not lacked food and clothing since he was a child, although he is not as rich and expensive as those gentlemen, but he has never been short of money. Since he walked the rivers and lakes at the age of sixteen, he has also done a lot of chivalrous and righteous deeds, helping people to fight grievances, and giving some broken silver to the poor, which are all ordinary and trivial things. In the eyes of a young man who is a little arrogant in his temperament, helping people should be done neatly, beggars are short of money, wouldn't it be good to give them a few taels of silver, why bother to deceive people in a roundabout way?

There were really some teenagers who couldn't stand it, so they walked over recklessly, took out a few pieces of broken silver, and wanted to stage a real chivalrous demeanor. Unexpectedly, the reaction of the two little beggars surprised him. It turns out that there are so many doorways for these little people living in the market. This point makes the young man who has been so talented since childhood that he is a little proud of himself that he has a little frustration.

Looking at the two little beggars who were gradually walking away, Ao Cangfeng couldn't help but look approvingly at the storyteller boy next to him who seemed to be a hanger. All his chivalrous actions had been done on a whim, and he had never thought about the consequences of his actions for the people he had helped. After all, these people did get help when he made a move, but what happened to those people when he was gone?

After feeling that his experience in the rivers and lakes was not as good as that of the storyteller next to him, Ao Cangfeng reported himself straightforwardly, and he felt that this peer here was a friend worth making. And the young man named Bai Xiaoyi did not disappoint him, and he was really a cheerful person.

Just as he was about to talk a few more words with this young man, who had a sense of falling in love with him for the first time, a rapid sound of horses' hooves mixed with scolding and scolding came from afar on the nearby street.