There was a swordsman in the town, claiming to be the Lord of the Nine Swords, who had been fighting with the Demon Lord of the town for three thousand years, and when he returned from the sky, he had fallen like a meteor, his body was scarred, and the nine swords in the world did not know where to go, and he came to Doghead Town and became a blacksmith.

Every time a five-and-a-half-year-old child thinks of this, his grandfather's weather-beaten unwilling face in his mind makes him feel distressed......

This old man is very good at forging swords, and the good blade can easily cut through the mountain stones, if there are treasures to sacrifice, maybe he can create a fairy sword that can contain the soul of the gods, many people come to ask him to cast swords, but there is a strange rule, always ask: "Have you ever seen a demon with purple horns burning all over his body?" ”

If you don't know, you will charge an extra three catties of refined iron, no one has known for twenty or thirty years, and the sword of the Nine Sword Lord has also created one of the originals.

Suddenly, one day, the sea not far from the village of dog head turned into a sea of fire, a hundred feet tall, burning with a raging fire demon stood up from the sea, stepped on the water dragon, held the white snake in his hand, what is even more terrifying is that this evil demon has nine swords inserted in his body, each of which runs through the body, but he did not die, the water dragon swims to the sky, a huge mouth, and all the water in the sea enters the belly.

When the child saw that the boundless and vast heavenly water was about to flood the doghead village, he was two years old, and the nine sword lords were radiant and full of strength, and transferred the whole village to a city millions of miles away, and told them to be incognito, or be a mortal, never show their strength, and the rest of the village didn't care, the father nodded, the child was the first time to see his grandfather's strength, one palm can change the wind and clouds, and the whole force can be earth-shattering.

didn't understand anything, and at that time he was very yearning for such strength......

This city is a small country, the dynasty is degenerate, the emperor is mediocre, the subjects are incompetent, the people are guilty, the beggars are as many as a million, there is no way to cultivate, all become coolies, a year later, the child is three years old, and his father hid in the beggar gathering place where the kennel is not as good, seeing the demon with nine swords flying from the sky, flying to the national capital, three days later, issued an amnesty decree, the emperor believes that the reason why the country has fallen is because these beggars dragged their feet, sent out the fierce beasts and beasts that guarded the national capital, etc., they were reduced to eating in their mouths and eating in their stomachs。

His father was not an ordinary person, he escaped with him, the child didn't understand anything, and asked why he was so tired, but his father shook his head, saying that he was so cruel without strength.

I thought I was safe, but I met a group of demon thieves, my father was killed, and I was rescued by my master and brought back.

After living for two and a half years, the child vaguely remembers, and is sensible a lot, vowing to take revenge, but he can't cultivate, the master noticed that the child was closed to the meridians, presumably his grandfather did it, and also conformed to the will of heaven, and did not tell him, maybe he didn't want to go his back way, or the enemy was too strong, afraid that he would be wiped out before he grew up, but Kong Buyi was unwilling to be ordinary, and often went to fight with the children in the village, and every time he ended in failure, he had no choice but to return!

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"Hey~~"

The child sat alone at the entrance of the village, because of his personality, most of the people in the village liked to play with him, even if there was a girl who was about the same age who wanted to play with him, it would be because this person wanted to cultivate and didn't understand the end of the end, because they didn't need to cultivate, their strength would naturally increase, and it was also because the village itself was a spirit gathering array.

He sighed, his expression not like that of a five-year-old.

"Kong Buyi! is back—"

Turning around, the child saw that the master was followed by a living person, whose breath was the same as his own, without a trace of aura.

After saying yes, he ran back quickly, and there was another star in the distance in the sky, and it was getting late.

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This is the old man's private school, and when you enter it, there are twenty or thirty seats, and the second and third floors are the places to eat and live.

On the left side of the boy, there are sixteen big characters: "Learn to be a person first, and then learn literature." The way of the world, the text can be canonized. ”

There are also sixteen big characters on the right side of the goodbye: "Man and fowl are separated, and they know and reason." There is no class in teaching, so throw away the anger first. ”

There is only one word ahead: "Confucian!"

Seeing that the young man looked up to God, the master did not bother, but took the cloth clothes upstairs first, and after heating the meal, he called: "Zijun, come up and eat, I will teach you these "words" later!"

The young man nodded, just now, he was unexpectedly self-taught, understood these words, or dug these out of his memory, the young man was very happy, although he didn't know what it meant, but if he gave him a stick of incense time, he should be able to understand the truth.

Don't look at it very simply, this truth is like a person with unknown facial features who sees colors, smells aromas, hears sounds, tastes sweetness, touches softness, or a newborn baby can already recite poetry, which makes people unbelievable.

Upstairs, the young man learned to sit on the stool with the two of them, and after eating for a while, Kong Buyi and the old man all looked at each other, just because the young man ate amazingly, only after a while, he had already swept all the meals, and the master smiled and poured his own to Zijun.

The boy didn't feel anything wrong, and after eating, his stomach was still full.

The child said, "Grandpa, how can he eat so much?"

The old man said: "Life must be happy, it is a blessing to be able to eat, Zijun, you still have it, do you want to do more?"

The young man scratched his head and said, "No need Mr. Kong, in fact, I'm not hungry, even if I don't eat enough, besides, this meal is not as delicious as Jiaolong meat, and it is not appetizing." ”

The young man was open-mouthed, and after eating, he said that it was not delicious, but the master was not angry with Buyi, but he was angry first: "Nonsense, Jiaolong is so big, it can fly to the sky, it can escape to the ground, you have no aura like me, how can you eat, and after eating, the powerful spiritual power is running around in your body, how can you digest it?

The old man didn't speak, quietly waiting for Zijun to refute, no one was to blame, and none of them were reprimanded.

The young man touched his chin and said to Buyi: "It's true, I don't know where it is, it's all forest, Jiaolong was chased into the air by a white spirit beast with a goatee, and was killed to death, and then another fire dragon roasted the meat, and then another spirit monkey with big arms cut the meat into pieces, and some bubbles wrapped the meat in front of me, these are all true!"

Buyi's eyes widened at first, his expression was full of shock, he almost believed it, and said: "What you said is unsubstantiated, no one testifies, and I still don't believe it." ”

The young man turned around and said, "Do you believe it or not?" ”

The old man smiled and said: "Buyi, forget what I taught you, although I haven't seen it, it doesn't mean that I haven't, you can't have seen it in person, just generalize, besides, Zijun's mind is simple and not deep, and there is no basis for lying and deceiving people, so you still have to learn and ask more!"

Buyi was stunned and said apologetically: "Grandpa, I know it's wrong!"

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Taking advantage of the sandalwood and the bright moon and breeze, the young man learned a lot in the conversation between the two in the next two hours, and he has been listening, and found that although the cloth is small, he has learned a lot, and he doesn't understand a lot of things.

After a few years of study, he refuted others, and in the young man's heart, he felt that this was a little impossible.

Speaking of the new place, the old man read it on it, and the schoolboy knelt down and read it again, because Zijun was an auditor, so he didn't have to kneel, and after teaching for a long time, the boy found that he remembered it all.

The master often held a ruler in his hand, and when he saw that the cloth was distracted, he would beat his hands without mercy, which was diametrically opposed to the previous gentle and unteachable times, and the young man listened to it with great taste, and when he calmed down, he found that knowledge was so interesting.

At the end of the class, Buyi memorized what he had just taught, and then left the class, although it took only three times, the master was very satisfied.

The young man pursed his lips, he had already memorized it, and the book that the master gave him had only hurriedly flipped through, and he had memorized it all, but he didn't tell the old man, for fear that he wouldn't believe it or teach Buyi to learn step by step.

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When he went out, the master asked Buyi to send the young man, and he waved his hand to signal that he didn't need to.

In the middle of the night, the wind is silent in Hucang Village, the cicadas are singing, the moon is full, the leaves are shaking, and the birds are crying.

Before the boy left, he just glanced at the village chief's house, and then left in a hurry, his body melted into the darkness, and the young man's heart turned to the light, but he was far away, and he didn't know where to go.

Junzi sword is still hovering over the village, refusing to come down, watching the surrounding wind and clouds, feeling the changes of heaven and earth, rare time, how much to enjoy......

There are wild wolves sleeping next to some houses, tigers whispering, and a person can be vaguely seen hanging in the treetops, looking at the moon and practicing.

In this situation, the young man seemed to feel that he was being watched and observed. A little red light appeared, and when I looked up, I realized that it was Xiaotian.

It climbed on the bluestone slab in front of the house, and the young man muttered to himself, "Xiaotian, are you waiting for me?"

"Huh~ The light in Kako's room is on, could it be that she has woken up?"

Next to the grass house, the candlelight inside the wooden window shined, the young man thought about it, or didn't need it, it was so late, maybe someone else had already gone to bed, or don't disturb others.

After thinking so, the young man picked up Xiaotian and entered it and closed the door.

Qingyang Ci supported the curtains with a wooden stick, climbed on the windowsill, looked at the young man's house, the stars were shining in his eyes, his beautiful eyes were moving, and he muttered to himself: "Zijun, Zijun, hehe, this name is so good, I really want to see you now, but unfortunately it's too late now, if it is noisy to mother and grandfather, it will be bad for them, oops, I can't help it, my mind is full of you, what's wrong with me, forget it, sleep, you can't run anyway, I'll see you tomorrow!" ”

Kako lay on the bed, clenched her little hands into fists, put them to her nose and sniffed, and said, "What kind of smell is this, it seems to be ...... It's not my own, it feels like someone else's, whose is it? I can't remember!"

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End of chapter.