The old man Pei Min, who was standing at the top of the stairs, stared at the big eyes, his beard trembled with anger, he stretched out his hand and trembled to reprimand, waved his sleeves again, and withdrew behind him.

With a straight face, he finally asked: "What qualifications do you think you have to let me lend you the sword? Don't talk about my ruined nephew, it won't work." ”

"Then why don't I leave my saber behind?" Guo Xiaojiu stood at the corner of the stairs, rubbing his still somewhat painful buttocks, and glanced at his saber a few times with some reluctance.

"That sword, do you know what kind of sword it is? It is the Zhanlu sword, not to mention the Tang Dynasty, it is not too much to say that it is the first sword in the world, it is the sword guarded by countless people who have died in my Sword Pavilion for hundreds of years, even if I am willing to give you the sword, I guarantee that you will not be able to go out of Luoyang City." Pei Min said and pinched his beard, with extreme disdain in his eyes: "What's more, do you know how to use a sword?"

Guo Xiaojiu scratched his head and answered without confidence: "Master said that what taught me is swordsmanship, but there is no sword on the island anymore, and only this knife is barely enough." ”

"I'm here!" Pei Min rolled his eyes unceremoniously, pouted and said, "You even believe that kid's nonsense, if you believe him, how could I leave this one of the four swords of the Sword Pavilion back then?"

Guo Xiaojiu squeezed out a few smiles at Pei Min, and stretched out his hand to help the scabbard: "Uncle Shi, what you said is right, otherwise, let's go up and talk slowly." ”

"Right here. Pei Min pointed to the stairs under his feet and said.

"Master, I think you should let Xiao Jiu come up. Pei Hongluan poked his head out, looked at the little nephew who was a little lost, and shook his head lightly and said.

"Hmph!" Pei Min was obviously still angry, and his tone was full of displeasure: "Xiao Nizi, you go back for me, don't get involved in this matter, this kid is so capable, even my loser nephew can't compare to him when he was young, can I rest assured that he will come up and talk to me?"

Before Guo Xiaojiu and Pei Hongluan were happy, Pei Min immediately poured a basin of cold water: "It's beautiful to think about, no way!"

Seeing that Old Man Pei Min might be really angry, Pei Hongluan could only pout and retract his little head that poked out.

So, the old and the young stood at both ends of the staircase, looking at each other wordlessly.

Maybe a long time has passed, anyway, Guo Xiaojiu's legs are a little sore, and he wanted to change his posture several times, but he didn't move when he saw the old man, so he could only continue to look at the old man.

"Okay, okay, come here!" Pei Min finally breathed a sigh of relief and beckoned to Guo Xiaojiu.

"Hey, Uncle Shizu. Guo Xiaojiu smiled, hurriedly ran up the stairs, stepped out suddenly, and almost fell on the stairs, but fortunately supported the ground with his hands in time.

He stood up straight, staggered upstairs, leaned in front of Old Man Pei Min, and asked in a low voice, "Uncle Shi, do you think it's better for us to sit down and talk now." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, help me!" Pei Min frowned, and didn't give Guo Xiaojiu any good look.

"Okay. Guo Xiaojiu hurriedly reached out to support Pei Min's arm until he sat down at the small table in the pavilion.

"Sit. Pei Min pointed to the bamboo chair on one side and said.

The two men sat on opposite sides of the table and continued to look at each other.

It wasn't until his legs were less sore, Pei Min smashed his mouth, reached out and took the teapot, poured a sip of herbal tea, and said quietly: "If you want to borrow a sword, it's not impossible." ”

"Uncle Shi, have you agreed?" Guo Xiaojiu stood up with an excited face, as if he had known that this would be the result.

"Hmm!" Pei Min frowned, and took another sip of herbal tea: "Three conditions, choose one of them." ”

"You just say that as long as it's not as unattainable as the Nine Heavens and the Moon, I'll do my best. Guo Xiaojiu stretched out his hand and put it on the scabbard, and couldn't help but want to reach out and tap, but finally held back.

"One of them is that you can beat me, you kid don't have to think about it for the time being. Unless, my old bones fall into the ground, otherwise, you really can't beat me in this life. ”

As he spoke, Pei Min stretched out a finger and shook it in front of Guo Xiaojiu.

When the words fell, Guo Xiaojiu's smile was frozen, and he shook his hand: "Next next, next." ”

Immediately afterwards, he stretched out the second one: "Second, you take the Great Dao sword, go to the guy surnamed Du and ask me for the sword he borrowed back then." But I think it's also difficult, I can't find that guy right now, and even if I can find it, if you get a sword from him, it's not necessarily much easier. ”

"Stop, uncle, let me slow down. Guo Xiaojiu was already dumbfounded when he heard Pei Min's first condition, and as soon as the second condition came out, Guo Xiaojiu had already sat back on the bamboo chair.

He shook his hand, stabilized his breath, and then said: "Your two conditions are really comparable to the nine heavens, if the third condition is no different from the first two, you still don't need to say it, let's discuss whether there is a better way." ”

"No, no, this third condition is actually very simple, my ruined nephew once asked the sword world back then, no one is invincible, and you don't have to be like him. Now the name of the first sword in the world is hanging on my head, you don't have to fight with me, you can use the knife in your hand to go to the rivers and lakes to break into the world's first sword, give me a look, give a look at the loser's nephew, give a look at this Tang Dynasty, you are going to the rivers and lakes this time, just to make a name for yourself. ”

Old man Pei Min put down the teapot, reached out and knocked on the tabletop, and finally showed a slight smile on his face: "How about it? ”

After listening to Pei Min's words, Guo Xiaojiu was already blushing, he wanted to be angry but he didn't dare to speak, the first knife in the world?

In this entire martial arts, there are more than millions of rangers in the rivers and lakes, among which there are thousands of talented and extremely lucky ones, not to mention thousands of people, countless masters, distributed in the realm of the Tang Dynasty, hidden between the mountains and forests and the market.

The first sword master of the Luoyang Palace, Liu Binbin, is powerful enough, the first sword qi master of the Tang Dynasty, entered the peak realm of sainthood, but was defeated by an unknown swordsman in his early years, just above the head of Luoyang City.

Now the first swordsman rumored in the rivers and lakes is Feng Yuanyi, the first eunuch in front of the palace, this old man was the son of today in his early years, and he killed all the people in the world, and now he has been named the Duke of Qi, but it is a pity that he is a eunuch.

If Guo Xiaojiu wants to get the first knife in the world, then at least he must have the strength to fight with this old man, this old man's reputation is indeed not as good as his own uncle and ancestor, nor does he have that Du Shu Shengda, but after all, he is the first person in the court today, if he wants to defeat him, how easy is it?

Even the old eunuch is far more than the first person in the court, he is also the first person to enter the holy realm, except for the few big people in the creation realm, who is his opponent in the entire Tang Dynasty?

"Uncle Shi, there's nothing else to talk about?" Guo Xiaojiu asked, rubbing his head and staring at Pei Min's face.

"Nope. Pei Min had already looked away and stopped looking at him.

"If you pass me another set of swordsmanship, I have to take the Great Dao Sword with me. In case you meet Du Shusheng one day, he is very good at talking, maybe he can really help you get the sword back, and this is a lot of skills. With a few snorts, Guo Xiaojiu had already snatched Pei Min's teapot.

After taking a sip of herbal tea, he continued: "Moreover, I have encountered some unpredictable dangers this time, when you should make a move, don't be ambiguous, I am the only seedling under the master's door." ”

As if seeing what conditions Guo Xiaojiu still wanted to mention, Pei Min hurriedly raised his hand: "Okay, okay, your kid's shamelessness is not as good as my ruined nephew, I will pass you a set of seven swordsmanship, and then make a mark for you, if anyone in this Tang Dynasty really dares to take a real look at you, I will definitely take action as soon as possible." ”

Seeing that Pei Min generously agreed to Guo Xiaojiu's conditions, he showed a smirk, got up, took off the old cloth behind him, and wanted to wrap the empty scabbard behind him and carry it behind him.

"Hmm!" Pei Min also stood up and snatched the empty scabbard from Guo Xiaojiu's hand: "This scabbard is good, you can't use this thing for the time being, it's just right to stay in the building to pretend to be my baby, and besides, you don't leave anything behind, you just want to get so many benefits from me, if it is passed on, where will my old face go." ”

didn't pay attention to Guo Xiaojiu anymore, Pei Min had already turned around like a child, and walked towards the sacrificial Zhan Lu Jian, with a happy face.

"You have a point. Guo Xiaojiu stretched out his thumb, but shook his head, today is considered to be deflated in the hands of this old man, people are floating in the rivers and lakes, how can they not be knifed.

"By the way, Hongluan, you will pass on the seven certificates of swordsmanship to Xiao Jiu, and the Great Dao Sword will also be brought to Xiao Jiu. Pei Min didn't forget to turn around and say a word to Pei Hongluan, who was already standing on the side of the table.

It is an instruction, and it is also the meaning of sending off guests.

Guo Xiaojiu got up, after making a move, he didn't want to stay in this building for a moment, his opinion of this old man has changed from being afraid to see him at the beginning, to not wanting to see him now.

Near evening, Guo Xiaojiu walked out of the Sword Tower, and behind him he was no longer carrying the empty scabbard of the old cloth bag, but really had a sword, the Daomen's Great Dao Sword.

After bowing to Pei Hongluan, the little aunt who was sent out of the building, he resolutely turned around and left. He didn't look back, just beckoned, and walked to the depths of the bamboo forest on his own.

At the moment when he stepped into the bamboo forest, the window on the top floor of the Guanjian Tower was pushed open again, and the old voice sounded in his ears again: "Xiao Jiu, you don't have to worry about this matter, you are still very young, my old man can live for another twenty or thirty years without saying anything, you have at least ten or eight years to toss slowly."

"Hey!" Guo Xiaojiu just turned around to say something, the window had been closed quickly, and there was still the old man who made him feel extremely bad.

It's just that I can still see Pei Hongluan, the little aunt who stuck out her tongue at him and made a grimace.