Chapter Fifty-Eight: What Sword Cultivation Should Do

Youzhou is the Youzhou of the Tang Kingdom.

The Honghu Flying Bird Flag is the flag of the Bird Country.

In the territory of the Tang State itself, the flag of the Hu State must not be planted, this is a humiliation to all the Tang people, it is the Tang people, he learns the sword, so he can't bear it.

Guan Zhuheng said to his juniors very seriously: "I'm going to pull out that flag." ”

The young man next to him directly began to object: "Senior brother, are you crazy? Now in the past, you will be sent to death, you will definitely die, haven't you seen that the defenders of Youzhou have escaped?"

Guan looked at the city under the rising sun: "I only saw the flag of the Hu Kingdom hanging on the city of Youzhou." ”

The young man next to him: "You're not a soldier. ”

Guan Zhiheng continued to look at the city in the distance: "But I'm a Tang person." ”

The young man next to him: "Tang people are also people, there is something to do, and there is something to do." ”

Guan was stunned for a moment: "Ah Duan, you have to study seriously, you are wrong about this." ”

The Ah Duan in Guan Zhiheng's mouth, called Gao Feidu, is Guan Zhiheng's most beloved junior brother: "It's wrong or wrong, it's right, you can't go over anyway." ”

Guan Zhiheng rubbed Gao Fei's hair: "No, what are we doing here? Aren't we just going to do something, we are cultivators, we are sword cultivators of the Earth, Fire, Wind and Thunder Pavilion, have you forgotten the ancestral teachings we read when we entered the pavilion? We want to be the best sword cultivator in the world, we don't dare to pull out the flag, what else do we do, brag." ”

Gao Fei lowered his voice and said: "In the small Youzhou, you can rank last, Zu Xun is a liar, you shouldn't have entered this Earth Fire Wind Thunder Pavilion in the first place." ”

Guan Zhiheng scolded coldly: "Ah!"

Gao Feiqian hurriedly bowed his head: "Senior brother, I was wrong!"

Guan Zhuheng looked at him with a cold face, and then looked at the juniors and disciples next to him: "Our Earth Fire Wind Thunder Pavilion is a ninth-rate sect, with a low ranking, poor exercises, and few magic weapons, but we are also sword cultivators! Is the sword in our hands fake?"

"I know, you must think I'm crazy, or think I'm trying to be in the limelight. That's right, I just want to be in the limelight, I want to let the people of the whole Youzhou and the sects of the whole Youzhou take a look. Youzhou was invaded, and the banner of the Hu Kingdom was planted on the city of the Tang Kingdom, and it was the first flag that the disciples of the Earth Fire Wind Thunder Pavilion rushed up to pull it out. ”

"It doesn't matter if the ranking is low, it doesn't matter if the strength is poor, but you can't lose your heart, you have to hold the sword in your hand tightly, you have to stand up straight, and you have to do what sword cultivation should do. ”

Against the backdrop of the blood-red morning sun.

The ancient city wall of Youzhou, a flag of the bird and bird of the country of Hu, waving in the wind, seems to be laughing and laughing at the people who grew up on this land.

The thirty teenagers behind Guan Zhiheng were all silent, and there were some different things in their eyes, as if the blood-colored morning sun on the horizon had fallen into their eyes.

There is a fire burning.

What should a sword cultivator do?

So what is the sword cultivator to do?

Guan Zhuheng continued to nag, as if he wanted to finish everything he wanted to say in his life: "You guys, are you very unhappy?"

"It's going to be upset, right?"

"I remember that in the Northern Martial Arts Competition last year, our Earth Fire Wind Thunder Pavilion didn't even enter the audition, and it was called an outing, and we were blind to such a good sect name. ”

"When the ranking of the sects was announced during the Spring Festival, you were also very unhappy, and we were in the bottom of the list. Year after year, no matter what happens, it has nothing to do with us, as if we are not a sect in the cultivation world. ”

"Why, why do you treat us like this, we are also sword cultivators, we also practice swords hard every day, and practice conscientiously, is it because we haven't done anything big? I sometimes wonder, don't they even know that there is an Earth, Fire, Wind and Thunder Pavilion in Youzhou?"

"They don't know, we have to let them know that others dare not do it, what they don't do, we have to do it, and we can't dislike the danger. It's not our turn to do things that are not dangerous, we have no reputation, we have to admit this. ”

"Don't be afraid, isn't it just a flag?"

"No matter what Senior Brother says, he is also a sword cultivator in the Second Realm, and he still has the courage. ”

"Also, I haven't told you, senior brother, I'm a native of Youzhou, and I can't ignore these miscellaneous pieces that come to my door to spread wildness. No matter if it's a bad seed, it's not worthy of being your senior brother......"

Repression.

Cramped.

Poor breathing.

There was a burst of discomfort, impacting the thirty young men, and every word of the pipe was like a sharp sword, making a sound, but stabbing the hearts of the people.

The sword pierces the heart.

The faces of several teenagers had begun to turn red, ashamed.

The faces of several teenagers began to become irritable, and they kept spitting.

There were also a few teenagers who obviously wanted to say something, but they couldn't say it when they held it in their throats.

This strange mood spreads rapidly, suffocating, suffocating, or suffocating, and no one knows what to do to drive this depression away. There seemed to be a fire burning in his chest, and the less it was, the more vigorous it became, burning the whole person red.

End of the story.

The pipe tied his snow-white robe vertically.

Clenched the three-foot long sword in his palm, turned around and walked down the hill facing the rising sun.

The winter costumes of the Earth Fire Wind Thunder Pavilion and the snow seem to be able to blend together, and if you don't look carefully, you may miss it: "This is Youzhou, I am from Youzhou Earth Fire Wind Thunder Pavilion, I am going to pull out the flag, I am going to kill this group of garbage of the Hu Country." ”

The words that Guan said when he walked vertically were not loud, and there was no roar of charging, but just such a sentence exploded in the ears of the young man behind him.

"Kill the garbage of the Bird Country!"

"yes, we should have killed them!"

"Why don't we kill them, they have taken over our city and killed our relatives!"

"This man should have this once in his life. Once, when I got on the horse and carried a gun, I didn't care about my own life and made a mistake. ”

Gao Fei smashed his fist on the snowdrift and shouted: "Follow the senior brother, kill the garbage of the Hu Country, and pull out the Honghu Flying Bird Flag." ”

"Whew. ”

"Whew. ”

All the teenagers began to breathe rapidly, and then exploded in the next moment: "Up, follow the senior brother, kill the garbage of the Hu Country, and pull out the Honghu Flying Bird Flag." ”

"Tell them who is the master of Youzhou. ”

"Earthfire, Wind and Thunder Pavilion is not at the bottom. ”

"Why laugh at us every year. ”

"Lao Tzu is not the most dish-minded. ”

"Grandpa is going to teach you a lesson. ”

After Guan Zheng rushed out, soon, thirty more teenagers in white robes rushed out.

Youzhou is a well-known outlet in the north, and the wind blew up the snow in the past few days, blowing on the faces of this group of teenagers, and there were some strange things.

Guan looked at the juniors who caught up: "Ah Duan, why is the tip of your nose red?"

Gao Feiqian hurriedly rubbed his nose: "I ran too fast just now and fell on my head." ”

"Are you crying?"

"Fart, it's the wind that blinds. ”

"Follow me. ”

"Follow. ”

"Hold your sword tightly. ”

"Hold it. ”

"Don't be soft. ”

"When the young master slaughters livestock, he never relents. ”