Chapter 120: The Sword Has Wind and Bones

It is naturally good to have the courage to dare to go up.

Li Wenshuo took three steps forward and came to Chu Youyuan's side, he was half a head taller than Chu Youyuan, and looked at his eyes condescendingly, which brought him even more pressure.

Feeling this momentum, such a heavy pressure, even when he was competing with his father in the Xianfeng realm, he had never encountered it, and the other party was simply standing here at the moment, not even drawing a sword in his hand.

He could even feel the laid-back and casualness of his opponent.

Li Wenshuo is indeed very leisurely, he just simply stands here, no longer restraining his momentum, and he can make ordinary people retreat.

Chu Youyuan wanted to draw the sword, but in fact, his hand had already clenched the hilt of the sword, and he used great strength, his face was flushed, but he didn't pull out the sword at his waist.

Fine sweat was already breaking out on the top of his head.

Zhang Bin obviously also noticed Chu Youyuan's strange appearance, subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and quietly moved his body in the direction of the staircase.

Then Li Wenshuo gave him a cold look.

Zhang Bin's body trembled, just glanced at each other, his body was like falling into an ice cave, trembling, not daring to move, but also knowing that he had kicked the iron plate today, lowered his head, and was ready to admit it.

The people who live on the grassland, whether they are the grassland people or the Central Plains people who came to the grassland later, they all have an excellent quality.

That is, they have a very clear understanding of the current situation, and knowing when to bow their heads, when to give in, when to do something, and how to do it are the most correct choices at the moment.

As a native of the Central Plains, Chu Youyuan obviously didn't understand this, so now he obviously only needs to take a step back to solve the matter, but he has to be stubborn, so that his face is red now, and he is about to breathe.

It is because of this that Li Wenshuo feels that he can still be saved.

"Any good sword is flexible, and when fighting, people who can use swords know when to use strength and when to use flexibility, and sometimes this kind of thing is not only decided by the swordsman, but also by the sword itself. ”

Chu Youyuan finally couldn't feel the overwhelming pressure, and let out a sigh, only to find that his back was already wet with cold sweat, listening to Li Wenshuo talking to him about the sword, he subconsciously replied a few words.

"But whether the sword is soft or rigid is ultimately determined by the person who uses it. ”

Chu Youyuan met Li Wenshuo's eyes, but still didn't find a trace of seriousness in those dark eyes, as if he didn't care much about everything around him, so he frowned, a little nervous in his heart, and didn't know what Li Wenshuo wanted to say.

"Look, don't you all know? A swordsman, the most important thing is to abide by his heart, in order to go further along the way of the sword, only by always believing in yourself, believing that what you are doing is right, can you play the sword without the slightest hesitation. ”

Chu Youyuan was stunned, he knew what the other party was talking about, and he also knew that the other party was a great master, and he wanted to point him out, although he was grateful in his heart, he still didn't understand what Li Wenshuo said.

"Taught. ”

Chu Youyuan bowed and clenched his fists.

Li Wenshuo shook his head, sat back in his seat, lifted the wine jug and poured wine into the glass, he actually didn't think about pointing at anyone at all, even if he already had the capital to guide others, even if he was now a martial arts master, but he still thought that he was just an ordinary swordsman in his bones.

He was just a little angry, because the other party was also a swordsman, but a person who couldn't even draw his sword to help him when the road was uneven, what qualifications did he have to say that he was a swordsman?

In that case, he's just a warrior with a sword in his hand.

Xue Renhai's hands were trembling, his eyes looked at Li Wenshuo's direction without blinking, looking at the sword behind Li Wenshuo, and looking at Li Wenshuo with the sword on his back.

Abide by your heart, and only when you draw your sword can you not hesitate at all. Grandma's, I should have adhered to my heart just now, raised my sword and cut it directly, I don't care if my mother can beat it or not!

Xue Renhai stomped his foot regretfully, which startled Li Fugui, who was sitting on the side.

He didn't react until now, why the guy who was disdainful before became an invincible master in a blink of an eye, and he himself became melancholy, as if he had walked into a narrow alley, and couldn't find a way out, so he had to sprinkle his anger on Liu Cripple on the side, because now that he thinks about it, Liu Cripple must have known that this guy surnamed Li has some means, and he has been secretly watching his jokes.

Seeing that Li Wenshuo did not continue to attack, Zhang Bin was also relieved, took those guards, and fled in a gloomy manner, leaving Chu Youyuan standing here alone, bowing his head silently.

Compared with Chu Youyuan's silence, Xue Renhai walked up with excitement on his face, clasped his fists and said: "In Xia Xue Renhai, a person from Beijun in Fenghua Prefecture, I have seen a senior master. ”

Li Wenshuo also put down his wine glass, and looked at this guy who may be older than himself calling himself a senior, he felt a little awkward, and said with a smile: "I am not a senior master, a person in Xia Nanshan, surnamed Li Wenshuo, if Your Excellency does not dislike it, just call me Brother Li." ”

But before Li Wenshuo finished speaking, he saw that Xue Renhai in front of him seemed to be stunned.

To tell the truth, Xue Renhai was a little confused, a person from Nanshan, surnamed Li Wenshuo, when he heard these words, he felt that his heart seemed to stop for a beat, and after a long time, he raised his hand, pointed at Li Wenshuo trembling slightly, and said: "You are, that sword immortal!"

Li Wenshuo was also stunned, although he heard Dugu Qiu say that this sword immortal was called, but at that time, it was just a casual joke made by an unintentional person, where did he think that it had been so long, someone still remembered, at this moment, there was also some surprise, but also a little proud, the old man of the heart was invincible for a lifetime, and only then did he get the name of the world's first sword saint, and he only came out of the rivers and lakes for more than a year, that is, he got the name of a sword immortal, although the first four words in the world are missing, but it sounds almost the same?

There is naturally a lot worse than being the first in the world, but Li Wenshuo feels that he can add those four words sooner or later.

Of course, Xue Renhai remembered Li Wenshuo, he came out on this trip to find Dugu Qiu, who was famous for his swordsmanship in the area over there, but it was this Dugu Qiu, according to legend, he was also defeated by the sword of the person in front of him.

Hearing the word Sword Immortal, and then looking at the shocked look on Xue Renhai's face, the people around him were also in turmoil, chatting with each other, there were dragons and snakes mixed here, and there were characters on all roads, how could I not know that there was such a character in the Central Plains, and I was also a little curious in my heart, but there were still many people who remembered the name Li Wenshuo.

However, they were not excited, but subconsciously took two steps back, because when they thought of Li Wenshuo, they naturally thought of another character.

The world's first assassin, the umbrella man.

Any person or thing that has something to do with Taixuanlou can send chills down the spine of people in the martial arts.

Li Fugui was also a little shocked, although he didn't practice swords, but he listened to this friend tell some chivalrous stories all day long, and naturally knew the existence of this Li Wenshuo, but it was just a story, where could he have thought that he had seen a real person at this moment?

Liu Cripple looked at the shocked expressions of the people around him, and he was also secretly speechless, he didn't expect that the person in front of him would have such a big reputation in the Fenghua Prefecture.

But it's reasonable to think about it, it's strange that people are grandmaster-level masters and have no fame.

Li Wenshuo waved his hand and said with a smile: "I'm not a sword immortal, it's too exalting to talk like this, if you don't mind, sit down and drink a glass of soju to warm up?"

Although Xue Renhai was nervous, he was not afraid at all, and when he heard Li Wenshuo's invitation, he sat down with a big mouthful of soju, and suddenly felt that his cheeks were hot, thinking that this was the wine that the sword fairy had personally poured for himself, and he was a little excited.

With the strength of the wine, he patted the long sword on his waist, and said with a smile: "Sword Immortal, in fact, I am also a swordsman, but I have been practicing swords for many years, and I have not been able to grasp the essentials, you will have to guide me later." ”

As a matter of course, if you drink alcohol, you are brothers, so Li Wenshuo can't find any reason to refuse.

"I can see it, but can I stop calling it a sword immortal, it sounds weird. ”

Li Wenshuo smiled bitterly, looking at the cocoon on Xue Renhai's hand, which was left over from years of sword practice, but he also saw Xue Renhai's realm clearly, not to mention the initial realm, it can basically be said that he is not in the stream, but you can imagine how bad his roots are, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is not suitable for sword training at all.

But he liked the other party's character very much, just after saying a few words, Li Wenshuo knew that the other party and himself were the same kind of people, and they didn't seem to care about anything, but they had a fundamentally unchangeable insistence in their hearts.

Seeing that his brother and Li Wenshuo were chatting happily, Li Fugui also came up, introduced himself, and joined the wine table.

Compared with Xue Renhai and Li Wenshuo, although he doesn't know martial arts, he has traveled more roads than the two of them combined, and he is the one who is really knowledgeable.

In contrast, Liu Cripple was a little embarrassed, because he knew what kind of person he was, he was born with a bad stomach, and he didn't make up for it.

Even that Zhang Bin, after returning home, sent someone to understand the situation here, and he took the initiative to ground himself, planning that before Li Wenshuo left the cottage, he would never leave the house again, and he would do what he said.

Only Chu Youyuan was still standing there, not moving, constantly muttering what his heart was, what the sword was pointing to, as if he had hysteria.

Xue Renhai and Li Fugui are veterans of the wine field, and they poured Li Wenshuo down after a while, looking at Li Wenshuo who fell asleep on the table, Xue Renhai still couldn't believe it.

Although he came out this time to visit the swordsman he had admired for a long time, he also thought in his bones that there should be no chance to see him, in fact, it was about the same.

But I didn't expect that in the end, I would sit at the same table and drink a pot of wine with the characters in the story, and I could even be commensurate with brothers.

"Fugui, pinch me. ”

Li Fugui shook his head, but he was not polite at all, and punched Xue Renhai directly in the face, and in an instant, Xue Renhai's originally handsome face turned into a black-eyed blue.

Xue Renhai gasped, ignoring the pain, and slapped the table and shouted, "Little Er, I want three of the best guest rooms." ”

The two drove the drunk Li Wenshuo and walked out, and stopped when they passed in front of Chu Youyuan.

Because Li Wenshuo woke up, although he was still drunk and hazy, his steps were vain, he still struggled to shake off Li Fugui and Xue Renhai who were supporting him, looked down at the floor, and said with a smile: "Where is the sword?"

"Here. ”

Chu Youyuan replied loudly, with a firmness in his words, and he regained his radiant appearance, and there was no trace of confusion in his eyes.

"How. ”

"It's still like this, I'd rather bend than bend. ”

Hearing this, Li Wenshuo sneered, and after saying four words, he was drunk again.

"That's very good. ”

...

Many years later, when Xue Renhai talked about his good brother, the current sword immortal Li Wenshuo, he once laughed and said that he didn't drink well, but he didn't like to use internal force to relieve hangover, so he often got drunk as soon as he drank.

Speaking of this, Xue Renhai paused, smiled bitterly, and then said: "Maybe he has never been drunk, it's just us who is drunk." ”

Therefore, when later historians recorded this unprecedented chivalrous man in the martial arts, and even in the world, there was a passage that wrote: Sword Immortal likes to drink in his life, and he is also an immortal in wine.