The middle-aged man who made the sword fought with the young master of the Tibetan Sword Villa, and the man was full of embarrassment when he first entered the rivers and lakes, and he was completely a hillbilly with little knowledge. The young master of the Tibetan sword, who lost the competition, became the protagonist of the middle-aged man's first appearance in the story of the rivers and lakes, because he lost to a hillbilly who didn't even have his own sword, and became an interesting conversation after tea and dinner in the streets and alleys.

The Tibetan Sword Mountain Village is true to its word, and the young master takes the middle-aged man to the Zhuangli Sword Warehouse.

After coming out of the Tibetan Sword Villa, the middle-aged man who had just entered the rivers and lakes had a sword of his own, which was the fifth on the list of divine weapons, and the name was Tsing Yi Futu.

Except for a few from the Tibetan Sword Villa, no one knows how the owner of the village was willing to agree to give the Tsing Yi Futu to a wild guest with a completely unknown background. And since then, the Tibetan Sword Villa has established a rule that all disciples in the sect must treat Ning Xiaoyao as a distinguished guest. So I learned the name of the middle-aged man, Ning Xiaoyao.

It's like a seed sprouting in a patchy field of weeds, and at first no one cares about it, but then it grows into tender branches and leaves, and then it grows into thick branches, and by the time you notice him, he has grown into a towering tree that needs other weeds to look up.

Ning Xiaoyao is the seed that grows up and pierces the sky, and stands out in the sword path where the sect is lined with swords and wild guests like carp crossing the river, and he goes faster and faster, farther and farther.

In the Tibetan Sword Villa, he got the Tsing Yi Futu in his hand, and Ning Xiaoyao, who was still a countryman who had just entered the city, couldn't wait to find someone to compete, practicing swords while competing, winning all the way and improving all the way.

Soon, there was a story on the rivers and lakes that the protagonist was Ning Xiaoyao, the young master of the hidden sword, and the funny and ridiculous Huazi, all of which were left behind by the Jianghu people who had a bad memory and were forgetful.

Ning Xiaoyao is not only in the realm of swordsmanship, but also wanders all the way through the rivers and lakes, and his vision and knowledge are also rising, which is definitely not the same as the fledgling appearance before.

But there is one thing that has not changed for him, and that is the determination and ambition when he came out of Lanling. Every night in Cangye, Ning Xiaoyao would look at the starry sky, thinking that he was one step closer to the peak of the sword, so that he was one step closer to returning home.

His sword is powerful, but it is really useless in the village, they are all honest farmers who have been digging and eating in the field since the three generations of their ancestors, and they can't play tricks with their skills, not to mention that they are not the kind of people who can show off their might.

Let's go out and have a look, a small village in Lanling can't hold your ambitions. The daughter-in-law who has lived with herself for half her life is the person who knows herself best, she can see that Ning Xiaoyao is unwilling to be lonely, and she can also see that he is helpless and unwilling when he stays in the village, so the empathetic daughter-in-law took the initiative to let Ning Xiaoyao go out to wander, and when he left, the daughter-in-law sorted out his clothes for him for the last time at the entrance of the village, and then said with a smile, go, when you become the first swordsman in the world, I am the daughter-in-law of the first swordsman.

Who said that his daughter-in-law has big feet and a wide body and no buttocks, and her face is long and her teeth are not good-looking, and on the evening when she walked out of the village, her daughter-in-law who has been standing in the golden afterglow is the most beautiful and best-looking woman in Ning Xiaoyao's eyes.

Wait, I'm going to become the first-class swordsman in this world, and when I win the bullish old Taoist priest on Wudang Mountain, I'll go home, and then guard you and those crops for the rest of my life.

Ning Xiaoyao will feel embarrassed if her daughter-in-law thinks about it too much, what is the matter with a big man honestly thinking about the ladies in the family?

Traveling all the way west from Jiangnan East Road, and waiting until he entered Wudang County, Shannan Province, Ning Xiaoyao was still powerful in the rivers and lakes, and was crowned with the reputation of a sword immortal earlier, and followed the Tsing Yi Futu next to him from fifth to first on the list of divine soldiers.

The incense of the Wudang Holy Realm is still in its prime, and the head of the Tianhe Monk will still live in Tianchi Peak to practice martial arts. Zhang Mingjun is far from taking over the position of head of the house.

On weekdays, Zhang Mingjun is in charge of taking care of the diet and daily life of Tianhe Jushi, but this day he just sent steamed steamed buns and side dishes to the master, and the master who had already gotten up to fight arranged for Zhang Mingjun to find someone else to deliver lunch, and asked Zhang Mingjun to go down the mountain to pick up someone.

"Is it a friend of the master?"

Zhang Mingjun put down the food and asked.

"Sort of, I should be able to become good friends in the future. ”

The old master said mysteriously.

"What's that friend of yours like?"

"If you go, you'll know. ”

After answering the call and going back to arrange the noon matter, Zhang Mingjun went down the mountain

After waiting for a long time to guard the Shinto torii, I saw a different guy among the many good men and women who were respectful and dressed in gorgeous clothes and went up the mountain to worship incense.

No wonder the master said that he would know when he saw it, but it was difficult to know about this posture.

Before anyone saw him, he heard his voice, the loud snoring was mixed with the crunch sound of the hooves of the four donkeys stepping on the bluestone slab, and a chubby middle-aged man who was almost washed and white was riding on the back of the donkey and walking slowly to this side. The donkey also had a robe hanging from its neck, and a sword inside showed half of its hilt on the outside.

The donkey stopped when he walked close to Zhang Mingjun, and his front hooves knocked back and forth on the bluestone slab a few times, but the person sleeping on the donkey's back shook off and woke up on the ground.

"We're here?"

The middle-aged man woke up, rubbed his eyes, and saw a Taoist priest standing in front of him, so he muttered.

"Wudang Immortal Land, you donkey can't go up, find a place to graze, and come back to you when I'm done." ”

The middle-aged man got up from the ground, took off his coat and put it on his shoulder, then kicked the donkey.

I don't know if it hurts to kick or if the donkey is very human, so I really turned around and walked away.

"This benefactor has come to find the head of the Tianhe Residence?"

Zhang Mingjun raised his hand and asked.

"yes, how do you know?"

The middle-aged man asked with an eyebrow.

"It was the Venerable Tianhe monk who told me to show the way for the donor. ”

Zhang Mingjun has an excellent temperament and answers word by word.

"It's really here, the old Taoist priest really has the ability. Let's just say that I'd rather be free to see. ”

"The master is already waiting for the donor, and I am here to show the way for the donor. ”

"No, no, no. ”

Ning Xiaoyao waved his hand and said with a smile.

"You go first, I have to find a place to solve it, how embarrassed to let such filthy things defile the tranquility of Wudang when you go up the mountain. ”

When Ning Xiaoyao went to Tianchi Peak, many Wudang disciples heard that someone came up to the mountain to kick the hall, and even some pilgrims thought something big had happened and came over to watch the excitement.

Who knew that when I arrived at Tianchi Peak, I could see Tianhe Jushi and Ning Xiaoyao sitting on the ground on the cliff from a long distance, and the scene looked harmonious and friendly, not like they came to the gym to fight.

"Why did the donor come?"

The old master taught Ning Xiaoyao to pour a full cup, which made Ning Xiaoyao, who went up the mountain with the purpose of fighting, feel a little embarrassed.

"Come for the first sword in the world. ”

"How is it the number one sword in the world?"

"If you win, you will naturally be the best in the world. ”

"But I'm not the best in the world. ”

"You're not the best in the world?"

Ning Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, and after being away from home for more than ten years, he said that Wu Tianhe was an immortal village, and he was invincible in the world with a heavenly cultivation, but why did he say that he was not the first in the world?

"You're not the best in the world, so who is?"

"Both, you are the first, I can also say the first, they," said the old master and pointed to the disciples and pilgrims in the distance, "they are all the first." ”

"What nonsense are real people talking about, they don't have that qualification when I say the first sword, there are countless people who have been defeated under my sword all the way from Lanling, as long as someone can defeat you, it means that you are far from being the first in the world, only by defeating all the people who make swords, can you be called the first in swordsmanship." ”

"What the donor said seems to be a little different from what the poor Tao understands. ”

"Then let's tell me about the first thing you said, since I drank your tea, I will listen to your chatter, otherwise I will be embarrassed. ”

"It's more appropriate to say the only than the first. The donor's cultivation is domineering swordsmanship, and there are few opponents along the way, just because the donor is dedicated to cultivating the sword, and the sword heart is as firm as gold and stone, and the sword is majestic and can naturally be indomitable and unmatched. But the domineering sword is not the strongest sword, there are many sword cultivators like dust, you can sweep a large area with a casual blow, and there are also many cultivators of the domineering sword, so far the donor is just the farthest one on the road of hegemony, and there will always be someone who will go farther than you in the future. ”

"So what, I can go on forever, so that even if there are thousands of people chasing after me, I can't catch up. ”

Tianhe didn't comment, just smiled kindly.

"This state of mind of the donor is indeed rare. The only thing I am talking about is self-cultivation, the past life is hard, and only by seeing yourself clearly can you see everything in the world. ”

Ning Xiaoyao patiently listened to what Tianhe lay said a lot, some of which he understood, some seemed to understand, and some of which he didn't know at all.

"Although real people are verbose, I think you have an appetite for me. However, I came from Lanling so easily, and I still have a sword in my hand, so if I go down the mountain without doing anything, I am afraid that it will damage the sword heart. ”

"It doesn't matter, although Poor Dao is not good at weapons, it doesn't hurt to come and fight the donor with a sword. ”

"Very good! My sword name is Tsing Yi Futu, and this sword name is Kaishan!"

In the eyes of others, the two of them, who were still talking happily, suddenly raised their hands to each other and handed out a sword, that sword, leading the sky to thunder and creating thousands of weather, and that sword could open the mountain without moving forward!

After a sword, Ning Xiaoyao did not defeat the Tianhe monk, but he went down the mountain and left satisfied, and the name of the first person in the way of the sword really fell on him.

There are no regrets in the way of the sword, the clothes returned to the hometown and returned to Lanling, saying that the daughter-in-law who greeted her at the entrance of the village on the day that Ning Xiaoyao became the first return of the way of the sword did not appear, and the unbeautiful woman who would wait at the entrance of the village for more than ten years every day never appeared again.