Tang Youyu saw the fierce Dao Kou in front of him, recalled the battle with the Sea Dragon Gang Jiang Long, and knew in his heart that it was no problem to deal with ordinary Jianghu thieves with his own skills, but when he encountered an opponent like Dao Kou who cultivated both internal and external ferociousness, there was only one way to die, and he knew that his life was hanging by a thread at the moment, and his previous memories came to mind:

The drizzle is falling, the grass and trees are thriving, and it is the annual Qingming season.

The swan drizzle should be chattering endlessly, even so it does not affect the enthusiasm of the people to worship their ancestors, and the continuous verdant treasure mountain can be seen everywhere you can see the curling green smoke of burning paper money.

In the corner of this vast green hill, a father and son were weeding the grave of their ancestors, the father was also nearly fifty years old, and the son looked less than ten years old. Although their ancestral grave is only the size of a steamed bun, the stubborn weeds around it have been cleaned up, which shows that they are pious and hardworking people.

After clearing his ancestral grave, my father used to pick up a hoe and go to the lonely grave that had been ignored for decades not far away to help weed. After the father cleaned up the weeds in the lonely grave, the son came over and inserted three sticks of incense. After that, the two returned to their ancestral grave to worship and wish.

After the memorial service was over, the two of them were about to leave, and suddenly found that there was a person standing in front of the lonely grave, and the father and son were startled on the spot, because the man came quietly, could it really be so miraculous that there were ghosts and gods! But when they saw the person who came, their apprehensive hearts immediately calmed down, because the person who came looked like a crane with a childish face, and a fairy wind and bones, and everyone thought that he looked more like a fairy than a ghost.

The person who came also came back to his senses from the trend of thought, and found that his Tang Dynasty was alarmed to others, and hurriedly said: "You two don't need to panic, the poor Dao is a monk, and I can't remember how many years I haven't come back to worship my deceased father." He saw that the fragrance in front of the lonely grave was only less than one-third, and there was still a fresh smell of weeds around, and he knew that it must be the father and son in front of him who were enthusiastic to help take care of all this, and continued: "Thank you for this benevolent brother for helping to repair the grave and incense. ”

"Where, where, Ling Zun and my ancestors are neighbors, and they should help each other, and besides, this is just a gesture, so why say thank you. When my father saw the dignified appearance of the Taoist, he couldn't help but feel respect.

"A lot of things in the world are just a gesture, but even a gesture requires a heart to put it into action. The Taoist said, walked up to the father and son, and shook his gratitude to the end.

"It's just a trivial matter, the old fairy must not make this big gift, isn't this a torment for the villain. "My father came from a humble background, and he was a little flattered to see this immortal-like figure salute himself, and a pair of calloused hands were at a loss to support the other party's hand, but he didn't dare to touch it, for fear of staining the white and smooth white robe sleeves of the other party.

"Brother Ren's house is far from here?" the Taoist suddenly asked.

"Not far, less than three miles away. "Father is a little strange.

"Poor Dao is in a hurry to travel today, and I forgot to bring a water bag, can I go to your house to ask for a cup of tea?"

"Of course, no problem, please come with me. "Actually, my father has a kettle, it is a crude kettle made of bamboo tubes, he is not a stingy person, but the outlet of this kettle has been drunk several times by his father and son in turn, how much will leave saliva, he thinks that people who pay attention to details will be dirty, afraid of blaspheming this old fairy, so he dare not take it out.

Soon the Taoist returned home with the father and son, and the father deliberately washed the only notched teacup in the house several times with clean water for the Taoist to drink. In fact, all this is just my father's own sensitivity, because the Taoist has an easy-going temperament, he doesn't care about these mundane details at all, and he doesn't look at a cup of tea and dumps it in his mouth.

"Brother Ren has been repairing the grave of his deceased father for decades, and the poor truth should be repaid with gold, silver and jade silk, but now he is shy and has no way to repay him. The Taoist seems to be not a drunkard here, and strokes his smooth silver beard and says: "Poor Dao wants to return a set of swordsmanship created by himself, the current situation is turbulent, and the smoke is rampant, and it is difficult to guarantee that one day he will be unlucky to bump into it, and this way of swordsmanship is more than enough to deal with ordinary Jianghu thieves, both for self-defense and physical fitness, Brother Wangren smiled." ”

"It's not enough to report the trivial things, and besides, I'm a farmer, and I don't know how to dance and make swords, and the old fairy is kind enough to understand it. "My father is already very busy taking care of the family's fields every day, where is he in the mood to do other things, and besides, he is an honest man at home and keeps to himself, and he really can't raise the slightest interest in learning martial arts, so he refused.

When the Taoist was speaking, he noticed his son's surprise and could see that he had a strong interest in learning martial arts, so he asked, "Do you want to learn swords from grandpa?"

The son couldn't hide his excitement and rushed out, "I think, I want to learn." ”

At the moment, the Taoist explained and taught the sword moves in detail one by one, and the son had no martial arts foundation, and spent half a day studying, and still knew little about the sword moves, but the Taoist seemed to be unwilling to stay in the red dust for a long time, so he left his own sword spectrum, and specially printed the footwork with the sword on the black mud ground, so that his son could practice on his own in the future, and he left after all the things were arranged steadily.

The son was grateful to the Taoist for teaching the sword, and asked the name of the teacher to repay it in the future, but the Taoist was unwilling to reveal it, and the son asked the name of the sword, I don't know if the old man intended to hide it or this self-created sword technique even he didn't come up with a name, so he casually gave a marginal name called "Returning Grace Swordsmanship".

This son is Tang Youyu when he was a child, and the set of "Returning Grace Swordsmanship" is extraordinary, and he spent a few years with some cleverness to finally practice the swordsmanship to perfection.

Once he really met a robber, because a few five baht coins on the poor family was already his lifeline, so he desperately resisted, unexpectedly he only relied on a firewood knife, within ten strokes to beat the thief to escape, the power of this swordsmanship is far beyond his imagination. He was just fifteen years old that year, and he felt that he had already mastered his skills, and he wanted to get rid of the low fate of lifelong farming, so he went to take the triennial entrance examination of the Wenshi School.

The entrance examination of the Wen Shi School can be described as a grand event in the East China Sea, and the martial arts lecture hall of the Astronomical Shi School is crowded with men and women, who are of different ages and appearances, and there are about 300 people in the novel. Many veterans in the field who have been in the rivers and lakes for a long time and are usually rampant and domineering have now become obedient because of the prestige of the Wen Shi faction. Only an arrogant young man with luxurious clothes and a body like a pig, his behavior is extremely arrogant, and there are eight people who accompany him in the same exam, these people are strong and strong, and their steps are like the wind. Soon, some people recognized this person as the son of King Fujing of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, but even so, the other people around him were also quite dissatisfied with his behavior.

Soon Wen Shi's masters began to appear, and the bright queue of fairy wind bones made people feel bland, but a short, immature figure behind the queue attracted the attention of most people on the field, that short figure was Shangguan Rui when he was young, because everyone present had heard that the head of the Wen Shi faction had a genius grandson named Shangguan Rui, and he was expected to be the person in front of him, so his appearance made a lot of discussions resounded everywhere in the field.

Tang Youzuo was in the crowd, and when he saw the eagerness in everyone's eyes, somehow his fleshy heart seemed to have been hit hard by a hammer.

The brutal, tough introductory exam got off to a silent start. After several rounds of rigorous screening, only three of the more than 300 people were finally left. It is obvious that there is no Tang Youyu among these three, because he was defeated. And the most unbelievable thing is that the son of King Fujing, who looks like an idiot and a pig, was successfully admitted to Wenshi's sect.

Tang Youyu was extremely angry and contemptuous in his heart, this so-called Taishan Beidou in the Dao Realm turned out to be a place where he clings to the powerful and cheats for personal gain, so he is convinced that the so-called Shangguan Rui is also the same as the fat pig, he is a person with no real talent and real learning, but he only relied on the nepotism of his ancestors to stay in Wenshimen. He suddenly felt that the Wenshi School was not as sacred and noble as the legend suggested, and it was not a place worth looking forward to, and since then he has become a little cynical, just because he thinks that his talent is not inferior to those so-called Wenshi School people.

The good times didn't last long, and Tang Youyu's idea of self-consolation lasted less than half a year, because a news that shocked the East China Sea reached his ears like lightning, that is, Shangguan Rui had reached the realm of the transcendent Holy Spirit at the age of only thirteen.

This was originally a matter of Shangguan's family and had nothing to do with outsiders, but after Tang Youyu heard the news, his heart was as sad as a stab, and he secretly scolded the unfairness of the sky, why had Shangguan Rui been born in a prominent family, and he still had to give him this shocking talent? Why did he come from a humble background, and he was born so stupidly, that he couldn't even pass the entrance exam of the Wenshi School......

He became complaining and depressed, hiding at home all day long, and it took months for him to slowly fade and calm down.

In the end, he finally figured it out, decided to give up fame and fortune, relied on his own skills and was introduced by acquaintances, and joined a large family in the town as an ordinary guard. He was clever and diligent and liked by the family, and the lord gradually trusted him, and often entrusted him with the responsibility of protecting the young lady. Therefore, he has more and more opportunities to contact with Miss, this Miss is an out-and-out lady, not only beautiful but also gentle and virtuous, probably because of the long time together, Miss and Tang Youyu are very close, and even their parents will not say anything to Tang Youyu, over time Tang Youyu feels that Miss seems to have a secret affection for him, and he is also deeply in love with Miss.

Three years later, Tang Youyu is nineteen years old and Miss has just turned eighteen, on a sunny morning, spring is a good season for all things to instinctively estrus, Tang Youyu and Miss are alone in the pond in the backyard, in ancient times, most men and women married early, because of the old father at home several times, Tang Youyu finally mustered up the courage to show his heart to Miss today, "Men should get married, women should get married, Miss and I are adults who have reached the age of eighteen, and it is time to talk about marriage." ”

"Why did Brother Tang suddenly talk about these things?" Seeing Tang Youyu's expression and tone, the young lady's face became a little dazed.

Tang Youyu thought that Miss was reserved, so he said open-mindedly: "Miss is in love with me, it is better to show her parents as soon as possible and form a marriage, so as not to be disturbed by the elders." ”

"Brother Tang, I think you have a misunderstanding, I have always treated you like a brother, and I have nothing else to think about. Miss's surprised words were the waves of the ancient well, and the thunderbolt of a sunny day.

"Why did Miss push down a few marriages one after another, why was she considerate and gentle to me on weekdays, and did all kinds of care in the past ......" Tang Youyu is a person with strong self-esteem, he thought he would win, but he was rejected in person, and the original love between the two became wishful thinking now, so how can he accept this cruel fact.

"Brother Tang did misunderstand, my kindness to you is my brother's concern for my relatives, and the reason why I pushed down those marriages is because I already have a heart. Miss thinks about the two in the past, the two of them did get along a little close, but in her heart it was just a simple brother and sister relationship, if this caused the other party to misunderstand it was really her own fault, in order not to hurt the other party, she also expressed her attitude.

"I don't know which young talent it is?" It turned out that the goddess had a heart and a dream, Tang Youyu asked with a gloomy smile.

"To be honest, I only had a relationship with him, and I had only heard of his deeds before, but after really witnessing his demeanor, I couldn't help but like him. Miss's heart was completely reflected in her complicated look, but her eyes were firm, "He is 'Shangguan Rui', you may think that I am not self-conscious or unrealistic, but my heart can no longer fit anyone except him in my life." ”

"Shangguan Rui......" Tang Youyu no longer had a trace of blood on his face, "We have been together day and night for three years, and we can't compare to you and him?"

"Feelings are such strange things that they can't be measured by common sense. The young lady looked into the distance and said in a trance.

"Shangguan Rui is the annoying Shangguan Rui again, why all the good things in the world will fall on him. ”

Tang Youyu's envy and resentment that had accumulated in his heart for many years were out of control like the lack of embankments in the Yangtze River, and he left the young lady's house in a fit of anger and left this sad place. After that, he became more self-defeating, disheartened, completely unprofessional, and wandered around the market all day long......