There has been no shadow of Zhang Yuanzhi in the rivers and lakes for 20 years.

But in fact, Zhang Yuanzhi often goes down the mountain, sometimes Yujian goes to the south of the Yangtze River to play in the mountains and rivers, sometimes goes to Shuzhong to find some rare medicinal materials, and sometimes even sets up a stall on the street to tell fortunes and see a doctor.

He always felt that he was living in this world, and he needed to do something.

It's just that this time is different from usual, he usually didn't bring a sword when he went out, because he treats people modestly, values harmony in everything, and doesn't think that he will encounter any trouble, and when the time comes, he really wants to use a sword, and he will shout at will, even if it is thousands of miles away, this frost leaf red will come to his hand.

This time he carried the sword just to give him a little confidence.

Because he felt that this time it was really a bit troublesome, not difficult, just troublesome, so troublesome that he needed to have a sword in his hand at all times.

After flying for a long time, he stopped, after all, what he had to do this time was not in a hurry, and Zhang Baoding and Zhang Zhang had already gone, although Zhang Baoding was young, but with Zhang Zhang's strength, it was enough to deal with some things.

Not far away is a small town, the town is not big, but it is quite famous in this place, and the town is next to the Qiu Xingjiang River, after the mighty river water Tiger Leaping Gorge, after nine bends and eighteen bends, the flow speed is rarely slowed down, to here, it seems to have been calm like a big river at the door.

Zhang Yuanzhi felt that this place was worth seeing, but the last time he came here was when he was thirty years old.

At that time, he was still the arrogant swordsman with a pot of wine in his hand, with drunken eyes, threatening to defeat everyone in the world with one sword.

At that time, it was a barren place, and only the three or five fishermen settled around.

Everything has changed now.

But fortunately, everything, except for himself, seems to be moving in a good direction.

Of course it's not good.

Zhang Yuanzhi smiled, stepped forward, walked into the town, and only walked a few steps, there were more sporadic crowds in front of him, not to mention shoulder to shoulder, but it could be regarded as a busy traffic.

The sound of roadside vendors, the scolding of women, the sound of shopkeepers soliciting customers, the sound of children, cold swordsmen, worrying about the people, all kinds of things, everything is in the eyes.

He stepped into the world at once, and instantly blended into it.

Zhang Zhang also wants to blend in with the world, but even if he carries the most tacky sword in the world, he still looks so dusty.

Zhang Yuanzhi was also so extraordinary.

But since he stepped on this street, the immortal aura on his body has dissipated little by little, and gradually, there is no trace of the aura of a master.

He walked down the street, wearing a blue robe, and from time to time pious people saluted him.

He also returned the salute one by one, but he never stopped.

This is his habit, every time he goes to a place, he has to relax and see all the scenery in this place.

He stepped onto the stone bridge and looked down on the railing, the water of the small river, and the fat black carp swam through the bottom of the river.

He only glanced at it, and his face was full of joy, the water was good, the fish were good, and he was in a good mood.

Not far away, there is the aroma of wine, rice flower wine, peach blossom wine, and various fruit wines overlapped together, and the fragrance is incomparably rich.

Zhang Yuanzhi raised his head and sighed, lifted his steps and walked down the stone bridge, and walked over with the aroma of wine.

The town was not big, and after a while, he didn't use his mind, and he came to it with just a pair of noses.

It was an extremely deep alley, more than two hundred paces deep, damp and cold, but rare for people to come and go, and there was a long queue in front of almost every open window.

Although he didn't drink it, Zhang Yuanzhi still wanted to buy a pot of wine, so he naturally stopped in front of the white-clothed boy who was queuing up to buy wine and holding a folding fan, bowed and saluted, and said softly: "Childe, may I ask which family here has the best daughter." ”

The man looked Zhang Yuanzhi up and down, although he was a little puzzled, why a Taoist priest wanted to buy wine, but he still respectfully returned the salute and said: "If you want to buy your daughter's red, it should be the best of the little lady's family, you see, the longest queue over there is." ”

Zhang Yuanzhi looked up, turned around to thank him, and then walked to the front of the line and lined up.

Queuing is always boring, and Zhang Yuanzhi is no exception, standing there, he can't do anything but look forward, he can only wait.

However, Zhang Yuanzhi's patience was very good, and he took the opportunity to look around, constantly admiring in his heart, thinking that no matter how beautiful the scenery on Wudang Mountain is, like a fairyland, it can't compare to the reality of life in this world.

The sun had just risen, and a layer of transparent mist hung over the village near the river, as if it were covering the village in glass.

Everything is so fresh.

Finally it was his turn, Zhang Yuanyi looked up, and was suddenly stunned, his hands seemed to tremble a little, but just for a moment, he regained his composure, looked at the little girl lying behind the window, and said softly: "What's your name?"

The little girl snorted lightly and said arrogantly: "What's the cost, if you want to buy wine, buy it quickly, say quickly, what kind of wine do you want?"

Zhang Yuanzhi wasn't angry, he just laughed because he was very happy and said, "My daughter is red." ”

The little girl frowned slightly, and said, "Daughter Hong still has a bottle of twenty-year-old left today, it's not cheap, do you have any silver?" ”

"I don't have any money. ”

Shihuahua was a little angry and said: "What kind of wine do you come to buy without silver, although I respect the Taoist priest, I am in business, and I don't take credit." ”

There was already a sound of urging coming from behind.

She felt a little strange, because no matter what she said, the old man just laughed, which made people feel a little weird, but when she looked into the old man's eyes, she felt extremely close, and the slightest sense of danger could not rise.

Zhang Yuanzhi smiled: "I don't have silver, but I have gold." ”

As he spoke, under the stunned gaze of everyone, Zhang Yuanzhi took out an ingot of gold from his arms and put it on the windowsill.

Zhang Yuanzhi is not ignorant of the world, and said softly: "This should be enough." ”

"Enough is enough, and there is still a lot of money left! you wait, I'll go get you wine." ”

Shihuahua hurriedly ran away, and it could be seen that she was very happy, the little girl was always so interested in money, a long time ago, Li Wenshuo thought that she would become a miser.

She was happy, Zhang Yuanzhi was also happy, and he didn't notice at all that the eyes of the people around him had changed a little.

The little girl came back and gave Zhang Yuan a jar of wine, as well as a silver ticket and a few pieces of broken silver, and there was absolutely no shortage of change, how much should be earned or how much should be earned, but Shihuahua was still very happy.

Only a fool would refrain from exchanging silver for gold.

But the old man hadn't left yet, although Shihuahua was puzzled, but she was no longer so disgusted, and said with a smile: "Old man, what else do you have to do." ”

Zhang Yuanzhi nodded, although there was still a smile on his face, his attitude had become extremely serious, and he asked softly, "Are you willing to practice sword with me?"

"Huh?"

Shihuahua thought she had misheard.

But Zhang Yuanzhi nodded vigorously, looked at the world in front of him, and said with great certainty: "If you are willing to practice swords, within ten years, there will be no second person in the world to compete with you!"

Hearing this, the people around laughed for a while, saying that if even the little boss in the world can practice swords, then everyone can practice swords, everyone is a sword saint, this Taoist priest, maybe crazy, by the way, you see that he is still drinking, he must be a fake Taoist priest who does not abide by the rules and precepts.

Zhang Yuanzhi didn't care, but Shihuahua shouted and said, "Be quiet for me, do you want to buy wine?"

She is also the boss with staring eyes, and her grandfather has also said this, so she knows that this old man is by no means simple, but she still asked out loud: "Is practicing sword the same as practicing martial arts, very hard and tiring?"

Zhang Yuan was stunned and said: "It's very hard and tiring, practicing three dogs in summer, three nines in winter, wind and rain." ”

Shi Huahua shrank back again and said: "If you don't practice, you can't endure hardship or tiredness, you are born with a blessed life, how can you do such a stupid thing?"

Zhang Yuanzhi was really stunned and asked, "Don't you do the first in the world?"

"If you don't do it, what's the point of being the first in the world?"

Zhang Yuanzhi thought for a while, suddenly smiled, and said: "That's right, the number one in the world is actually very boring, and all the guys who practice swords in this world are some stupid people." ”

Hearing this, Shihuahua didn't agree again, and said: "This is not necessarily, I just know a swordsman, who is very clever in swordsmanship, and he is also very smart." ”

Zhang Yuanzhi was stunned again, shook his head and smiled bitterly, then turned around and left, not caring about others pointing behind his back.

Don't force everything, otherwise it won't be beautiful, it's best to go with the flow.

He walked out of the wine alley, turned around and walked eastward, followed by a few people, their eyes flickered, and the cold light on their waists also flickered, just waiting to find a place where there were few people to start, and the wealth was not exposed, such a simple truth This fake Taoist priest doesn't understand, today I will teach this Taoist a good lesson, a few thieves thought like this, and sneered in their hearts.

Zhang Yuanzhi also noticed them, but he didn't pay attention to them, he didn't know what he was thinking, he was a little melancholy, a little melancholy, so he walked eastward, carrying a jar of daughter Hong tied with straw rope in his hand.

While several thieves were discussing with each other whether to leave a piece of clothing for the Taoist priest later, and what they would do if they got the money, they looked up and saw that the Taoist priest was still walking so unhurriedly, and the distance between each step would be a foot better, but it was getting farther and farther away from them.

They were stunned for a moment, and hurriedly accelerated to keep up, but the Taoist was still walking like that, unhurried, and the distance between them not only did not decrease by a fraction, but became farther and farther away, and in a short time, the Taoist had disappeared at the end of the field of vision.

Several people looked at each other, horrified in their hearts, and shouted hell.

At a distance of an hour, the Taoist walked slowly for three hundred miles, and finally stopped.

Behind him is a unique desolate area of Hanzhou, in front of him are three zigzag mountains, the withered grass and trees on the mountain have begun to sprout, in front of him is a lonely grave, there is a stone tablet in front of the tomb, the tablet is extremely smooth, no words are engraved.

Except for Zhang Yuanzhi, no one knows who is buried in this grave.

Because the person in the tomb was buried by his own hands forty years ago, and he was already unknown, extremely ordinary, the only unusual place may be to meet Zhang Yuanzhi, who traveled down the mountain when he was young.

But Zhang Yuanzhi felt that this was nothing special, but felt that it was the only misfortune in her life.

Back then, he stood by the river to practice swords, she stood by the river to do laundry, watching him laugh, he lost his mind, she blushed, he also lost his mind, and the Wudang swordsmanship that he had practiced thousands of times also had a problem in his hands.

After so many years, he thought that he no longer cared, in fact, it was not much different, all these years he concentrated on cultivation, except for traveling down the mountain once a year and putting a pot of good wine on her grave, he had no other thoughts.

He still remembered vividly that although she was ordinary, she had excellent alcohol and her skin was very smooth, and he could still remember these things when he shook her hand.

He just stood silently in front of the grave, I don't know how long later, the sunset dragged the long golden skirt, slowly rippling in the air in the steam, he wanted to leave, but before he turned around, he was already frowning.

There was a commotion behind him.

The two teams of people add up to hundreds of people, and they come here with great momentum, on one side they are dressed in green clothes, holding a dragon head and a big knife, there are quite a lot of people, there are seventy or eighty people, and the leader is an old man with a goatee, who is full of energy and momentum.

On the other side, there were only about 20 people, all of them were female nuns wearing plain clothes, carrying long swords with the symbol of the Emei faction, fighting and retreating, although their skills were much better, but the number was too small, and most of them were young disciples, who had already been defeated and were covered in wounds.

Zhang Yuanzhi didn't want to interfere, the rivers and lakes were vendettas, even in a quiet place like Emei Shaolin, and even their Wudang could not be exempt from vulgarity.

He was just afraid that they would inadvertently destroy this tomb, after all, he also saw that the two leaders on both sides were both cultivators with the realm of grandmasters, and between one move and one style, the power was indeed not to be underestimated.

Kong Ling is a disciple of the Emei sect for three generations, the last generation of Emei saintess, although she is now in her thirties, she still looks clear and beautiful, and she was also holy and unparalleled in the past, but today, there is a faint trace of anxiety in those autumn water eyes.

Ben just went out to perform his schoolwork, who knew that he was actually against this notorious big villain of Longtou Village, in the Hanzhou area, although the two sides of Emei and Longtou Village are harmonious on the surface, they are almost incompatible in secret, and they have almost reached the point where they have to do it when they see it.

Today, she led a group of disciples to fight and retreat for a few hours, but she still did not escape, and even because she was not familiar with the terrain, she was forced to this life-and-death danger, and the sect was too far away, and no one came to help, and she was already faintly desperate in her heart.

Song Tieshou is the third master of Longtou Village, and his cultivation has reached the realm of Xuantho as early as twenty years ago, and it is extremely difficult, and the seventy or eighty people under his command are not idle people, looking at the pile of female nuns in front of him, he just sneered in his heart, his youngest son died in the hands of this pile of female nuns, and today, he finally got the opportunity.

The other party is exhausted, has no will to fight, and is forced to die like this, looking around, except for seeing a wandering Taoist priest with gray temples and shabby clothes, there is no second person, and the Taoist priest was also killed afterwards, who in the world knows that Emei's female disciples died in their own hands?

Even if you know, but there is no evidence, with the declining Emei, is it difficult to dare to touch the eyebrows of Longtouzhai?

I finally have a chance to get revenge!

Thinking of this, a hideous smile appeared on Song Tietou's face.