I don't know when, there was suddenly a study in Kuhai Town, different from the hustle and bustle of those green buildings and fireworks places, this study is very quiet, secluded and almost no one comes, remote and lonely, as if independent of this earthly world.

The name of the study is very strange, just one word, sword, sword zhai. Although the skimming is apostrophe, pulling is pulling, but it cannot be denied that it is really a stinky word, ugly and unsightly, if there are celebrities and talented people who see it, they will shout insulting Sven, and some may not even be able to eat.

And on both sides of the old wooden door of the sword zhai, there are two couplets or two sentences.

"The sword qi spans 30,000 miles, and one sword light chills nineteen continents. ”

Not surprisingly, the same is still a bad word, it has reached a certain height, it is said to be a couplet but there is no coordination of the couplet, it can only be regarded as a little rhyme, just stand on both sides of the door.

"Good word. ”

Liu Baiyi looked at his masterpiece and admired it sincerely, just like he had written some masterpiece.

Jian Zhai is not big, the width is not three zhang long but five zhang, and what he sells is the same as other books, it is also a copybook, but the content on the copybook is a little different, looking at all the words, there is only one word on it, sword, Jianzhai Jianzhai, selling is really a sword, but it is written one by one.

Some of the characters are crooked, some are big, some are small, some are smooth and square, and some are just like twisted earthworms, as if all kinds of writing methods have been tried by Liu Baiyi.

In fact, the strangest thing about all is that he opened his study here, which is really the only one in the world, and if an ordinary scholar opens it here, he will probably starve to death.

Why? Just because this is the gold cave of the rivers and lakes, there are gambling houses, green houses, good wine and good food, and fish and dragons are mixed.

The people in the rivers and lakes have limited knowledge, and there is only one person in the world like Li Xunhuan, and the people who can come are all here to eat and drink women, who is idle and has nothing to do, he comes to this acre and three points of land, and here in addition to the rich are the poor, the rich have not come, let alone the poor who have no money, let alone the ugly.

And at this moment, in the sword zhai, I saw Liu Baiyi holding the brush intently, not to mention, under this situation, he really looked like a famous man writing masterpieces from a distance.

His expression was solemn as if there was some thrilling competition going on at the moment, and then looked at his brush, the posture of holding the pen was different from others, only the middle two fingers of the five fingers stretched out, clamped the pen shaft, and the two fingers turned into sword fingers, and the two fingers moved as if they were using swordsmanship, and then transmitted to the pen head through the pen and then fell into the paper.

However, for some reason, Liu Baiyi stopped his pen, stared at the half-written notebook and frowned, staring at the calligraphy on the desktop that had not yet dried and seemed to be a little dissatisfied, and then the brush turned and fell on another page.

At this moment, the wind rose, and I don't know if it was the wind between heaven and earth or the wind caused by some invisible force, and the wind blew in.

"Whew!"

There was a strange sound in the notebook, and then it shattered, shattering into countless small pieces of paper, as if it had been cut open by countless swords at this moment, with sharp edges and corners.

"Bang!"

Not long after the calligraphy was broken, there was another strange sound, and the brush in Liu Baiyi's hand exploded, and the pen barrel exploded from it, and all the hairs on the tip of the pen shot out like countless flying needles piercing the paper and shooting into the desktop.

Liu Baiyi's expression was already strange, and he casually threw the brush like a corner, where, there was already a small pile of broken brushes.

And so it went on for a while.

Finally, on this day, on a sunny morning, a somewhat sloppy figure staggered into this place, or rather drunk and lost here, his body was covered with mud, and he called useless Aji.

But his consciousness is still clear, and he can still realize that he has gone wrong.

"It's really a bad word. ”

His eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of the sword, and then he saw the word, and then gave birth to everyone's normal reaction.

The flask in his hand made a swaying sound, and his body shook several times.

Aggie burped with a flushed face, then withdrew his gaze and prepared to leave.

But will it be that easy?

"Ah, the word?"

At this moment, at this moment when Aji's eyes flickered slightly, the sword in the distance, the sword word on it suddenly seemed to emit a bright light, everything was like a dream, that light was sword light, and then looking at the sword word seemed to turn into a peerless swordsman, the cold sword light had filled Aji's eyes, dispelling his drunkenness and turning into a cold sweat.

"Good swordsmanship. ”

Subconsciously, an involuntary self-muttering voice had come out of Aji's mouth, which was his memory and instinct that had seeped into his blood.

In Jianzhai, I saw a man in a green shirt with a sallow face who was bowing his head and writing something quietly.

Aggie hesitated for a long time and finally walked in.

Also the moment he stepped into the sword Zhai fell into his eyes were the countless sword words, and at this moment, he only felt that everything around him had disappeared, and there seemed to be only one thing left, the sword, as if he had strayed into a world full of swords.

"The breeze blows the willow sword. ”

"White Ape Swordsmanship. ”

"Zixia Sword Technique. ”

"Canglang swordsmanship. ”

......

Aji's expression was full of shock, and he couldn't help but spit out countless famous swordsmanship in his mouth as he looked at the countless flickering sword lights.

"Xie Clan's swordsmanship?"

He was abruptly silent.

"Thirteen swords of death. ”

......

"Whew!"

And just when his heart was shaking and shocked, he saw that two terrifying sword rays suddenly lit up among the countless sword light sword techniques, shooting straight towards his eyes, like a flash of streamer, extremely bright, which made him have the illusion that he couldn't open his eyes, and his eyes couldn't help but close subconsciously.

When he opened his eyes again, everything was gone, and everything before seemed to be a hallucination, like a dream, and he was still standing where he was.

In the room, the man in the green shirt looked at him with a smile on his face, and his eyes were very bright.

"Hello, guest. ”