Chapter 13: Woe

A fresh breeze blows by the lake, and the blue waves tremble slightly, creating layers of ripples.

The twilight sun hung on the old man, and the lonely man showed a little gloomy.

Suddenly, a peach blossom was swept by the wind and fell on the corner of his clothes, and the old man slowly picked it up, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it.

"Pinch the time, and soon it will be the day when you will wither, and perhaps this will also indicate my twilight. ”

He sighed as he stood up, leaning over and touching the snow frost on his temples.

The passing years are also like the small ripples splashing in the lake, quietly washing away the old and yellowed emotions.

Those regrets and happiness are quietly turning the page, and this silent memory is gone in a trance.

Staring at the reflection in the water, he sighed again, his expression extremely gloomy.

"Autumn is coming, and you are ready for autumn, but I have ushered in the last winter. ”

"Ladies and gentlemen?"

The old man's tone changed suddenly, and his voice suddenly became sharper.

"Do you want the whole world to celebrate?

"Lonely, lonely, lonely!"

He looked crazy, his eyes bloodshot, and a suppressed growl in his throat.

The passing years, the lonely shadow Mu Qinghui, leaning on the old things and looking back at the idiot, watching the peach forest flowers bloom and fall, the falling flower season, how many annual ring memories are contained, and how many pasts are hidden.

He sits on the throne that everyone in the world envies, and has supreme glory, but he still can't escape birth, old age, sickness and death.

Maybe it is buried in the scattered peach blossoms in autumn, or it may last until the first snow in winter.

There was only an inch left in the sunset on the horizon, but it was finally obscured by the golden clouds and never appeared again.

The past is like smoke, gently drifting by, no longer appearing.

Shake off the dust all over the ground, raise the regret that you can't hold your fingertips, and the years are ruthless for us.

Time is always in a hurry!

"You are the sun in the sky, and I am the sun on the earth. When you are tired, you fall, but I do not want to do so. ”

The other side.

Old fellow, do you have today?

Finally realizing the reality that you are dying?

The middle-aged man kneeling next to him noticed the loneliness between his words, and his mood suddenly became strangely good.

In the past, you raised the banner to rebel, and with 180,000 soldiers and horses, you fought the country, and taught the people of the world not to dare to speak falsely, but it would be so unbearable?

No matter how angry you swallowed the world when you were young, in the end you were just a dying old man who was afraid of death, what about the momentum when you were not afraid of heaven and earth?

You killed your brother and father and took the throne, and you still have to let go in the end.

I don't know at what point the night has fallen from the heavens, dyeing the earth with ink.

The old man stared at the lake in a trance without saying a word, he didn't speak, and the middle-aged man didn't dare to get up, still kneeling on the ground.

In life, the white clouds are long, and there are many vicissitudes and tears that have drifted away.

Life is short, sweat is exhausted, and how many past events and memories are precipitated.

After a long time, the old man's heart became more and more chaotic, and he suddenly fell into decadence.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man suddenly panicked, and he hurriedly crawled to the old man's side and asked.

"Your Majesty!"

"Are you still tight?"

If he dies here, he will never end well as the last person to see him.

"The sky is not clear, and the dark clouds are coming, so let me see what you are capable of before I go. The old man slumped on the ground and sighed faintly.

Standing in the cold wind, the peach blossoms in the sky were wrapping his luxurious clothes one after another.

Thinking about everything that was about to pass, he couldn't bear it.

But even if you are unwilling, what can you do?

Hearing him speak, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief.

He could die at any time, but not now.

He must not die under his own skin!

The other side.

Lin Xuan sat in the carriage, the horses in front of him galloped, and the three carriages behind were pulled by twelve reins.

The wheels pressed over, sending out dust from the surrounding area, with a tinkling sound.

He pulled out a pair of parchment rolls and an iron sword behind him, and his face was smiling.

Lin Xuan said softly: "Bai Yujing has a vast territory, even if you ride a thousand-mile horse from the south gate to the north gate, you will need to walk for at least seven days and seven nights without sleep. ”

Rubbing the parchment scroll, his eyes as bright as stars suddenly became sharp, and he said slowly: "I paid you ten gold bars, are you really as he said?"

"I will visit the Jianghu sects you recorded one by one, since you have written about them, don't let me down!"

Sonorous!

The iron sword was unsheathed, Lin Xuan stretched out his fingers to wipe the sword body, and he said slowly: "You are not a good sword, you can buy it for three taels of silver in a blacksmith shop, but I dropped three gold bars, in my eyes you are worth this price." ”

"You are in my hands, unlike in the hands of others, you will be the most famous sword in the world. ”

Lin Xuan's meaning is not difficult to understand, even if the mortal soldiers are in his hands, he is still stronger than those Jianghu people who hold divine weapons in their hands.

......

Half a day later, he stopped the carriage in front of a mountain villa.

"Who's coming?"

"This is Cangsong Sword Village, please leave quickly. When the six white-robed guards saw Lin Xuan's figure, they immediately stepped forward to ask him about his intentions.

"Under the Immortal Sword, you guys go find someone who can call the shots, I have something to say. ”

Immortal Sword?

This is the Lin Xuan that everyone on the rivers and lakes talks about?

Is that the carriage full of gold?

Their eyes looked at Lin Xuan, their faces full of surprise.

I've heard that this guy is very young, but I didn't expect it to be so young.

"Please wait a moment!" They looked at each other and made a decision, their martial arts could not stop Lin Xuan, and only the people in the Zhuangzi could handle this matter.

......

The Immortal Sword came to worship the village?

And brought 10,000 taels of gold?

The people of Cangsong Sword Village were very stunned when they got the news, although they had doubts in their hearts, they were more happy.

For him, this is a benefit to be sent to the door, Cangsong Sword Village, one of the eight gates of the dignified rivers and lakes, can't he take a young man?

His swordsmanship must be kept, his internal strength and mental strength must be kept, and the gold must also be kept.

"Hurry up and get me out. ”

"Yes, the lord of the village, please. The little guy walked away quickly, leading the way for the people behind him.

Is it already here?

Lin Xuan heard footsteps in the distance, and his eyes fell.

The guard he had just seen was followed by a tall, sallow middle-aged man. He had a bun on his head, slender eyes, and a hooked nose, and he looked like a mean man.

Lin Xuan's outfit was very conspicuous, and the people from Cangsong Sword Village recognized him just by looking at him.

The white clothes carried the long sword, and the carriage was ten thousand taels of gold.

The big village owner looked at Lin Xuan, he smiled slightly, and said slowly: "I am the big village owner of Cangsong Sword Village, you are the immortal sword, what are you doing here?"

He squinted, but couldn't hide the greed in his eyes.

He thought of a lot of means, all of which were used to deal with the young excessive swordsman in front of him.

He knew that the Immortal Sword wouldn't be willing to hand over those things, and they still had to do it in the end.

"Huh?"

"Me?" Lin Xuan's eyes were blazing, and he said softly: "I heard that the eight sects of Jianghu are the eight most powerful sects in the Great Zhou, and your Sword Village is also one of the eight sects, I just want to borrow the secret book of Cangsong Sword Village to take a look." ”

What the?

Does he know what he's talking about?

The most important thing in a sect is the martial arts cheats that are not passed on, but now he said that he wants to watch it through the cheats of Cangsong Jianzhuang, which is obviously deliberately provoking trouble.

The little guy on the side was very surprised by what Lin Xuan said, this kind of behavior of running to the door to make trouble, but it was the first time since the establishment of the Sword Sect.

"Okay, good!" The owner of the big village laughed instead of being angry when he heard Lin Xuan's words: "You join my Sword Village, and the cheats here will be borrowed by you, what do you think?"

Lin Xuan fiddled with his clothes, and he also laughed: "You know I don't mean that, you don't have to pretend to be confused!"

"What do you mean, do you know what you're doing?" the big farmer retracted the expression on his face, and he asked coldly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

The green tendons on his hands were prominent, and his eyebrows were full of anger, but in the end he chose to forcibly suppress the resentment in his heart.

He knew in his heart that he couldn't beat Lin Xuan, but he didn't want to be outnumbered, and the reputation of this sword village couldn't be ruined for him.

"I've been talking like that, don't you really understand?"

"In that case, then you treat me as a robber who has come to loot! I don't care if you call someone to do it at will!"

So arrogant!

He is a big owner, and there is no need to say much about his courage, but people and things like Lin Xuan are encountered for the first time, which makes him a little caught off guard.

The master of the big village waved his hand, and he commanded his subordinates: "My sword village but anyone who can breathe comes out, although this kid's martial arts are indeed very high, but it is not enough to single-handedly pick my sword village." ”

He knew that Lin Xuan's martial arts were very high, after all, even people like Tan Xu died under his sword, and he really didn't have any hope of fighting alone.

However, this was his place, and he didn't believe that Lin Xuan could still suppress him here.

If he spoke, why not if he wished?

The provocation added another reason for this fight.

Lin Xuan shook his head, as if he was a little dissatisfied.

"Hurry up and prepare, I don't have a lot of time, and I won't be here for long. I am not afraid of any of you. ”

He drew out the iron sword, stepped out of the carriage step by step, and continued with a light cough: "No matter how many of you there are, I, Lin Xuan, am here, and my Immortal Sword is waiting in this place." ”

"One person, one sword, all should be down. ”

He added a sword by himself, his momentum was like a rainbow, and standing there, the momentum of one person overwhelmed everyone present.

"Hmph!" the owner of the big village snorted coldly and said sarcastically: "Remember your current appearance, don't ask me to let you go when the time comes!"

Facing Lin Xuan's indifferent gaze, he felt a little more angry in his heart.

Your martial arts skills are indeed stronger than mine, but why do you want to make such a disdainful appearance, and still want to humiliate me through this method?

The Eight Gates of the Rivers and Lakes are the eight strongest sects in the martial arts, and there will be many people in the rivers and lakes who are willing to serve them if they give any order.

But for now......

There would be such a person who would come to the door and humiliate them!

Such a humiliation can only be washed away by the blood of the other party!

......

Cangsong Sword Village was very fast, and after a while, more than 100 people gathered.

Lin Xuan faced the people gathered in front of him with his hands, and the long sword in his hand was casually pierced into the ground.

Well?

Is that all there is to it?

A trace of disappointment flashed in Lin Xuan's eyes, he felt that the pressure brought to him by these people was too small to achieve his goal.

"I've sorted out a one-to-one sword move, but I still lack one-to-many and one-to-one killing swordsmany. ”

Swordsmanship will not make much progress just by hard practice, besides, Lin Xuan has been practicing swordsmanship for nearly twenty years in his life, and now he wants to go further only by fighting with others.

It was his choice to fight for war.

He was dressed in white, standing in the wind with his hands in his hands, but his mind was thinking about other things.

The wind came, blowing away the clouds and dust, but it couldn't mess with the thoughts in his heart.

Clang!

The cold light flickered, and Lin Xuan drew his sword.

"Can you do it?"

Hearing Lin Xuan's cold tone, the Great Zhuang Master sighed in a tone of pity: "Why should a character like you be uncomfortable? wouldn't it be better to be your immortal sword?"

Pity?

Will he feel sorry for Lin Xuan?

Probably not.

Looking at Lin Xuan's calm gaze, the big farmer clenched his fists and raised his head to the sky and roared.

"The Immortal Sword came to trample on the reputation of our Sword Village, and kept saying that he wanted to fight all the good men in Sword Village alone, and today we will follow his wishes and let him recognize the reality!"

"Do you know that if this matter spreads to the rivers and lakes, Cangsong Jianzhuang will become the laughing stock of the world? We are destined to ruin our own reputation with many enemies, but if we don't make a move, doesn't it mean that the people in the rivers and lakes can humiliate us like this in the future?"

He paused and continued: "Since he wishes so, then you will attack him with all your might, and no one shall be merciful or reserved. We can not have a reputation, but we can't make him feel better!"

"Up, up, up!"

"We grew up here, since he humiliated our Sword Village, why should he pay with his life?"

"Just use his blood to correct the name of my Sword Village, and see who else in the rivers and lakes will underestimate me in the future!"

The blood in the heart of the little minions of Jianzhuang has been ignited, and they are also ready to make a move.