A seemingly ordinary person, carrying a seemingly ordinary sword, slowly walked into Chang'an City.

Chang'an, an ancient city. After thousands of years of blood and war, it is still standing. At the same time, this is also an ancient city full of artistic conception, simple, solemn, solemn, and even a little desolate.

Today, it is the first day of the first lunar month, the snow is very heavy, flying all over the sky, and there is a cold wind, the wolf howls like a whirring, the whole Chang'an City, a vast expanse, making it difficult for people to see the road ahead.

However, there are exceptions to everything.

On the street where Chang'an City entered the city, a young man about twenty years old was carrying a four-foot-long giant sword, a giant sword with a body as black as ink and a blade as bright as frost, the hilt was seven inches long, and the sword body was three feet three inches long, and the young man's height was only a little more than five feet, but he was carrying a four-foot-long giant sword, which looked really weird. He walked forward slowly, and the distance he took was exactly two feet, not an inch, not an inch, not an inch. His eyes were cold, as cold as an iceberg, letting the wind and ice blow on his face, but there was no expression, and some were just indifferent like an iceberg for ten thousand years.

This young man is only twenty years old, but he has a pair of wolf-like eyes, cold, bloodthirsty, indifferent, even, with a bit of dead silence, his eyebrows are like swords, his face is like frost, his eyes are cold and deep, mixed with a trace of vicissitudes, it is hard to imagine how a twenty-year-old young man can have such a pair of eyes. He had a very ordinary face, and on top of this ordinary face, you could hardly see any expression except for coldness. He was dressed in an ordinary gray cloth robe, without any ornate decorations, except for ordinary, ordinary. His height is only about five feet and one inch, and in Chang'an City, his height of five feet and one inch is not very tall. His lips were dry, blown by the cold north wind.

At this moment, Chang'an City, the north wind is howling, the ice and snow are flying, in addition to the cold, it is still cold, bone-chilling, and he just walked quietly, walking, and finally, when passing by an inn, his footsteps stopped.

The young man paused, stood for a moment, turned around, and walked into the inn.

The scale of this inn is quite large, it seems that in Chang'an City, it is also a little famous, raise your head slightly, only to see a black plaque hanging on the top of the inn door, which reads "The Old Inn" four big characters, the word is red, very eye-catching, also very beautiful, the pen walks the dragon and snake, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, and there is a delicate atmosphere between the lines.

The inn looks old, and the doors and windows look very old, or rather, very old. Walking into the inn, he picked a place in the far corner and sat down. Actually, there weren't many people in the inn. However, he seems to like corners.

As soon as the young man sat down, a person greeted him, of course, it was the shopkeeper who was undoubtedly surprised: "What do you want to eat this guest officer?" asked the shopkeeper with a smile while wiping the table with a rag.

The young man raised his head slightly, still expressionless, and he replied lightly: "Two catties of soju, two catties of beef!"

"Okay, guest officer, wait a minute, you'll be here soon. After that, the shopkeeper shouted and immediately prepared to go.

The young man sat there quietly, motionless as a mountain, as if everything in the outside world had nothing to do with him, his expression was still indifferent, his hair was simply scattered behind his head, and under his sword eyebrows, a pair of cold eyes were deep and calm.

Not long after, it was the shopkeeper who brought a pot of soju and a plate of beef. "Guest, your soju, your beef, please use it slowly. With that, the shopkeeper put down the soju and beef and left.

The young man lightly took out a silver needle from his arms, and lightly stabbed it in the wine and beef a few times, and after a while, seeing that the silver needle had not turned black, he picked up the wine jug, poured out a bowl of wine, picked up a pair of chopsticks, picked up the beef and ate it in a big gulp.

His action of eating beef is not elegant, and even a little vulgar, because he takes a large piece of beef, like eating dumplings, let alone drinking, drinking a bowl of wine is like drinking a bowl of water, looking like a reckless man, without the slightest eating.

Suddenly, the young man was holding a piece of beef, but instead of putting it in his mouth, he stopped at his mouth, and for a moment he remained motionless, as if he were dead.

Then, his ears moved slightly, as if he was listening to something, but he didn't hear anything, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Little brother afraid that my beef and soju are poisonous?" A beautiful voice sounded, the young man raised his head slightly, only to see a girl coming in front of him, this girl is about twenty-eight years old, very beautiful, long hair to the waist, willow eyebrows are bent, a pair of eyes are bright and bright, the nose is small and exquisite, extremely cute, Yin Tao's small mouth is moist and attractive, a beautiful face is fair and watery, even if there is no heavy makeup, it also looks gorgeous and sultry, the slender willow waist is full of hand, a purple long skirt ribbon fluttering, elegant and noble, fully showing the charm and elegance unique to mature women.

The young man did not speak, his face was as cold as ever, he put the beef in his mouth, poured another sip of wine, and continued to eat.

The girl smiled slightly, the corners of her mouth slightly lifted a faint arc, she gently walked to the opposite side of the young man, and slowly sat down, the young man finally raised his head, his eyes did not blink, and stared coldly at the girl.

"Young man, it's the first time you've come to Chang'an?" the girl asked softly.

"Exactly. The young man's voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

"Oh?" the girl raised her eyebrows, pursed her lips and smiled: "Then I really have a fate with Shaoxia, I am the owner of this old man's inn, I am very fortunate to meet Shaoxia today, the so-called encounter is fate, why not, today's wine, I will be the east?"

The young man didn't look up, he still lowered his head to drink wine and eat meat, and he replied lightly: "No merit, no luck!"

The girl smiled lightly and said: "Today I saw an ancient book, there is such a question in the book, who knows, the rivers and lakes or the world, which is bigger? I have been thinking for a long time, but there is no answer, how to compare the rivers and lakes with the world? This question is really embarrassing, I don't know what the young man thinks?" The girl's voice is very soft, very beautiful, as beautiful as a silver bell.

"Jianghu. Without thinking, the young man replied with certainty.

"Oh?" the girl chuckled and asked, "Why?"

The young man still drank and ate meat, and replied lightly: "No matter how big the world is, there will always be an end, and the rivers and lakes are infinite, because where there are people, there are rivers and lakes." ”

"Really?" the girl pursed her lips and smiled, "Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and I think the young man has a very unique view of the rivers and lakes." So who does the young man think are the most powerful characters in the rivers and lakes?" the girl asked again.

The young man raised his head and replied with a cold face: "In my mind, there are eight powerful characters. ”

"Oh, but eight sword-wielding men?" asked the girl, raising her eyebrows.

The young man ate meat and drank wine, and replied lightly: "Yes, it is the eight people who wield the sword. ”

"You've seen all eight?" the girl asked, with a look in her eyes.

The young man replied lightly: "There wasn't before, but now, there is one." The young man suddenly raised his head again, and stared at the girl with a pair of wolf-like eyes, and stared at the girl for a long time, and the girl looked at the young man so faintly.

After a full moment, the young man saluted slightly: "In the wind of the next hundred miles, when you first arrive in Chang'an City, dare to ask the girl's surname Fang?"

The girl smiled lightly: "Don't you dare to be your surname Fang, my surname is Beitang, my name is Qiuhong, I take the liberty to ask, dare to ask Shaoxia's sword, but Juque?" The girl smiled and looked at Baili Xingfeng and asked softly.

"Dare to ask the girl's sword, but Chixiao?" the young man asked rhetorically without answering.

Neither of them answered, the young man was as cold as ever, the girl still maintained a faint smile, one kept a straight face, and the other kept smiling, this picture was really a bit funny, after a while, the girl suddenly asked: "Do you know that there are two swords in Chang'an?"

"I know, it's fish intestines and pure jun. The young man replied lightly.

The girl chuckled: "How did the young man know?"

The young man raised his head, looked at the girl, and said, "A swordsman, you must always know who your opponent is?"

The girl smiled lightly, saluted slightly, and then got up to leave.

The young men continued to bow their heads, gulping down wine and meat.

For a while, in the old man's inn, everything was calm.

After a while, a white-haired old man and a little girl came to the inn.

They were grandparents and grandchildren, and they sat in the middle of the inn because they liked the middle, and they liked the feeling of being in the spotlight.

Not long after sitting down, the girl suddenly asked, "Grandpa, have any powerful weapons appeared on the rivers and lakes recently?"

The old man smiled kindly and replied, "Yes, it's a sword, a peerless sword." ”

When the little girl heard this, she exclaimed: "Peerless famous sword? Could it be Zhanlu, who ranks first among the nine famous swords? Could it be that Zhanlu was finally born?"

The old man smiled slightly, shook his head, and said, "No, it's not Zhanlu, Zhanlu hasn't been born yet." ”

The little girl was suspicious and asked, "That's the second-ranked Tai'a?"

The old man stroked his white beard and said with a smile: "Hehe, it's not, Tai'a was not born either." ”

The little girl pondered: "The third-ranked Chixiao has already appeared, and that is the fourth-ranked Long Yuan." ”

The old man shook his head with a smile and said, "Hehe, it's not." Actually, Long Yuan was born a long time ago, but Long Yuan's owner was relatively low-key and didn't show it off. ”

The little girl smiled and said, "Oh, it turns out that Long Yuan has been born, then I know, the sword of husband and wife, the cadre Mo Ye, is the fifth and sixth ranked cadre or Mo Ye, it must be one of them." ”

The old man shook his head again and said with a smile: "No, no, no, no." ”

The little girl wondered: "Then what's the matter, the seventh-ranked fish intestine, and the eighth-ranked Chunjun have also been born." Could it be that it is ranked ninth, the giant que that no one can touch. ”

The old man smiled slightly and nodded: "Exactly." ”

The little girl was shocked: "Ah, grandpa, that giant que is one hundred and twenty pounds? It is simply a waste sword, is there anyone in this world who can wield that sword?"

The old man nodded and said, "Juque, the reason why he is ranked last is precisely because few people can touch him, but Juque once had a name. ”

The little girl wondered, "Grandpa, what is it???"

The old man's eyes were like torches, and he said word by word: "Heaven, down, supreme, !!"

At this moment, in the far corner of the old man's inn, a young man with a giant sword on his back was gulping soju and eating beef, but he didn't look at anyone in the inn except eating, and it seemed that everything else had nothing to do with him.

Perhaps, except for the girl named Beitang Qiuhong just now, no one knows now that what he is carrying is the one who is known as the supreme in the world, Juque.

The sword, since ancient times, has been the first of a hundred weapons.

There are many famous swords in the world, so there is a ranking, and the ranking of famous swords is recorded in a book of swords, and hundreds of famous swords are recorded in the sword book, however, there are only nine that can be called famous swords.

The first place in the sword spectrum, Zhanlu sword, legend, in order to cast a famous sword that is best in the world, the first sword casting master Ou Yezi sacrificed the furnace with his body, cast the sword soul with the soul, and condensed the sword spirit with flesh and blood, so as to cast a peerless famous sword, called Zhanlu, according to legend, after Zhanlu came out of the furnace, the air flashed and thundered, the wind and clouds surged, the white rainbow ran through the sun, thunder and lightning were combined, and the sky made a vision, after the Zhanlu sword was cast, first for the Yue King Goujian all, and then the Yue Kingdom was defeated in the Wu State, the Zhanlu sword was also worn by Wu Wangfucha, and its whereabouts are still unknown.

The sword ranking second, Tai'a sword, is a soft sword, legend, in the past, the state of Chu was in danger, the enemy country has been under the city, the king of Chu looked up to the sky and sighed, is my Chu country really going to die? Anyway, the king of Chu held Tai'a sword and swung it, in an instant, between heaven and earth, the wind was raging, the torrential rain was pouring, looking at the enemy country, it was already a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, a mess, Tai'a sword, since then it has been the sword of prestige, this sword, is the first sword-casting master Ou Yezi cast.

The third person in the sword spectrum, Chixiao Sword, legend, Qin Shi Huang Yingzheng, is the son of the White Emperor, and rules the world according to the mandate of heaven. However, there was a man named Liu Bang who claimed to be the son of the Red Emperor and said that he would kill the son of the White Emperor and replace him with the throne. One day, the soul of Yingzheng, the son of the White Emperor, incarnated as a white snake to eat people, and Liu Bang, the son of the Red Emperor, held a sword to kill the white snake, and the sword used to kill the snake at that time was Chixiao.

The fourth in the sword spectrum, Longyuan Sword, also known as the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword, is extremely sharp, this sword is cast by Master Ou Yezi, known as the treasure of Taoism.

The fifth person in the sword spectrum, the cadre sword, the cadre is the son of Master Ou Yezi, legend, forced to be helpless, with the body to sacrifice the sword, cast the cadre.

The sixth person in the sword spectrum, Mo Xie Sword, Mo Evil, is the wife of the cadre, legend, the cadre will sacrifice the sword, Mo Xie is unwilling to live alone, and goes with it, but also sacrifices the sword with his body, casting Mo Evil.

The seventh in the sword spectrum, the fish intestine sword, although the sword is short, but the iron is as clay, the assassin is special, this sword is cast by Master Ou Yezi.

The eighth place in the sword spectrum, Chunjun sword, cast by Master Ou Yezi, it is said that a pure Jun sword, can reach ten cities, this sword is the Yue King Goujian all, in order to obtain this sword, the monarch of other countries is willing to exchange ten cities, and the Yue King Goujian would rather have a sword, not the city, the pure Jun as a treasure, the pure Jun sword full sword golden light, without the slightest impurity, is really worthy of the word Chunjun. When a discerning person looks at this sword, he knows that this sword is extraordinary.

The ninth person in the sword spectrum, Juque Sword, the sword is four feet long, the hilt is seven inches long, and the blade is three feet three inches long, cast by Master Ou Yezi, weighing one hundred and twenty pounds, extremely domineering, known as the supreme in the world, and the king of Yue Goujian holds!

The young man with Juque on his back, his name is Baili Xingfeng, he is twenty years old this year, he is a person born for the sword, he is a swordsman, his sword is called Juque, his mission is to re-rank the sword spectrum, how can the world's supreme Juque, how can he rank ninth, ranked at the end of the nine famous swords, what he has to do is to make Juque's ranking, from ninth, to eighth, then to seventh, sixth, until finally become first. Juque is the supreme in the world, and it should be ranked first.

His first target is Chunjun, who ranks eighth, and the owner of Chunjun is called Shangguan Yuntian. The goal of Baili Xingfeng is to challenge Shangguan Yuntian, and then, defeat him, defeat his Chunjun Sword, he wants Shangguan Yuntian to admit it personally, Chunjun, not as good as Juque, in this way, the sword ranking, Juque, is no longer ninth, but eighth.

How strong Shangguan Yuntian's strength is, Baili Xingfeng doesn't know, but, listening to the people in the inn, Shangguan Yuntian is very strong, and at the same time, Shangguan Yuntian is also the hall master of Chang'an Enyi Hall. What he has to do now is to have a good rest, and then send a challenge to Shangguan Yuntian.

The night is slowly falling, the bright moon is gradually rising, the sky is full of stars, it seems that everything is quiet, Chang'an, Chang'an on the first day of the first lunar month, is full of red lanterns, and there are lights everywhere.

The Old Inn, a seemingly ordinary young man, carrying a seemingly ordinary sword, slowly walked into the guest room, closed the door, blew the lamp, and the night was filled, and Chang'an City returned to tranquility again.

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