Tianliao, time flies, and in a blink of an eye, when the famous sword conference is reached, the mountains that used to be deserted are flooded with people for a while, and the noise is extraordinary. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info On the side of the martial arts arena in front of the mountain, it was an open place, but in recent days, a grandstand has been set up to surround the martial arts arena in the middle. There was a commotion, all the sects came here, found a seat and sat down, there were many people at the conference, it was almost noon, only to see that all the heroes had been seated.

The sun was shining, and everyone was eager, only to see that the three of them came to the middle of the venue, one was the head of Tianliao, Xinghui Sword Saint, the other was Song Yao, the owner of Sword Casting Villa, and one more person, it was the young president of the Quadrangle Chamber of Commerce, called "Xiao Ding".

Today's noisy, there are many disciples in Tianliao Mountain, and the side of the martial arts competition field is not able to sit, not to mention that there are many sects to watch, and many disciples are waiting on the periphery. Seeing the three of them on stage, the field quieted down.

"You have come from afar, and the sky is shining. The Famous Sword Conference gathers once every three years, and all the heroes from all parties help each other. The conference is imminent, so I won't be too verbose, and I will ask Senior Song to preside over the overall situation. "Xinghui transmits sound with internal strength, and the sound is in the ears, even if there are many people, it can also be heard clearly.

Song Yao was originally an old-timer outside the party, and he also had a sword-casting villa, so he was highly respected. Although he is old now, he practiced martial arts and forged swords in the past, and his arms are still sharp and angular. At this moment, he took a step forward, and did not speak, only waved his hand, and saw that a disciple hurriedly came to the stage, holding a wooden piece and covering it with a yellow scarf. Song Yao removed the yellow scarf, revealing a long sword, the scabbard is elegant, light wood color, the handle is ringed, and the tail of the sword is hung with tassels: "The name of this sword is 'Wenjun', which is cast by the dog Song Kuo, and the sword body is three feet and seven points." Saying this, Song Yao picked up the sword, took it out of the sheath, and saw that the whole body was plain, and the two edges were slightly blue: "It weighs seventeen catties and nine taels, and it is the best product of the Sword Casting Villa." I think the rules of the conference are clear to everyone, so the old man won't say much, and see where the sword will return this year. Song Yiyi finished speaking, and put the sword into the sheath again, and as for Tomu, the disciple carried it down, and there was a commotion on the field for a moment.

Today is lively, Yue'er is happy in her heart, she can listen to the discussion in the field, and her head is spinning around, "Second brother, what are they talking about?"

The conference was originally organized by breaking the army, and he was going to appear in a martial arts competition, so he put a place for a few disciples, on the side of the senior brother Greedy Wolf Sword Saint. Before Yang Zhen could answer, he saw this master speak: "This sword is slender, but the weight is so heavy, I don't know what it is forged?"

Yue'er heard the sound of "oh", as if it wasn't so interesting, and turned her head to look at the second brother again, and saw that his expression was determined: "Second brother, what do you want?"

"Oh, nothing. Yang Zhen came back to his senses and responded.

"Oh, it's rare to be so lively in the mountains, why don't you squeak. ”

"Hmm. Yang Zhen answered, and didn't speak, Yue'er felt bored, and walked around, it turned out that there were so many sects outside the square, wearing strange clothes, turning around, I still think that the clothes of Sword Casting Villa are the best, golden, and finely embroidered. Looking down at myself, the clothes were too plain, and I felt like I was wrapped in a green cloth. Then I looked around, and I heard someone talking again.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Sword Casting Villa is such a big gift, I think this famous sword conference should be extraordinary, Xiaosheng will not disturb your interest, and I invite the Tianliao Breaking Army Sword Saint. "The person who spoke was Xiao Ding of the Quadrangle Chamber of Commerce, and the president of the Quadrangle Chamber of Commerce was originally Xiao Renxiang, who went to the northern capital to discuss matters at the request of Yang Jiu, but he has not returned yet, so his son will appear on his behalf. Xiao Ding is about 30 years old, and this conference was supposed to be a competition among the younger generation, and he should be the oldest. At this moment, he stood upright, dressed simply, and wore jade around his waist, but he was magnificent.

This time, the three of them laughed and got off the stage, and then they saw that the army came to power, and the first thing they owed was a salute, and they said: "After the players touched the pearls and took the name, the list of the conference competition has been released, and the first game was played by 'Senior Brother Yu of the White Feather Gang Steel Knife Broken Arm' to 'Senior Brother Xing of the Lying Desert Hill of Turbidity Villa', please two." Saying this, he owed another body, and the broken army stepped down. ”

There was a lot of noise on the field again, Yue'er remembered what happened at the fork in the road before, she was quite annoyed, and pouted: "Bullshit White Feather Gang." Kill him, kill him!"

The master on the side listened to it, and asked reflexively, and Yang Zhen made it clear how the White Feather Gang at the three forks of the road wanted to harm his party that day. The greedy wolf nodded slightly: "Yan Luozhuang was a mountain bandit before, and it is normal to do such a thing." Now that you are Tianliao's disciples, Tianliao should take refuge for yourself, and you don't have to take this matter to heart. ”

As he spoke, looking at the side of the Sword Casting Villa, the Sword Saint of the Giant Gate was originally the young master, but at this moment, he welcomed his father and sat down, and listened to Song Yidao: "Where is Mo Lan?"

"Mo Lan is on Senior Brother Greedy Wolf's side. At the beginning of today's conference, everything was complicated, but there was no chance to meet, "After a while, I'll call Mo Lan over." Song Kuo said again.

Song Yao also looked at Tianliao's side, wondering which one was Mo Lan: "Oh, it's okay, what is the relationship between the broken army and Mo Lan?"

"Po Jun is Mo Lan's master. Song Kuo said again.

"Oh, Master. Song Yao was getting older, and his eyebrows were contemplative, and he read a sentence.

"What's wrong?"

"Didn't you see the 'Luan Jue' sword hanging from the waist of the broken army?" Song Yi turned around and looked at the chubby son.

"Luan Jue?" Song Kuo was startled, and in a blink of an eye, he went to the field to find the broken army, and stood on the side of the martial arts field, and then looked at the sword on his waist, it was the sword 'Luan Jue' that he brought to Mo Lan a few days ago.

"Hey. One is more incompetitive than the other. Song Yao sighed.

"What's the matter, Daddy?"

"What good do you say this day is burning. There are few female disciples in Sword Casting Villa, and I won't say anything if you two brothers have to find a girl who is in the sky. This Mo Lan still has to find a man who is hot, and this is not more than one is more incompetitive. Song Yao took a look, after this son got married, he became more and more fat, and the people who came this time were all people who practiced martial arts, many of them were huge, and the position was also wide, but Song Kuo sat on the seat, and it was full.

"Dad, my mother is not the sword saint of Tianliao. Song Kuo glanced at him.

"Can your mother be the same? Song Yao glared at his son, this guy actually had an extra circle, I really don't know what he ate, he can grow so long.

"What's different, besides, this broken army is also a good doll, I think it's good. Song Kuo leaned on the backrest and didn't look at his father.

"You're still doing it, aren't you? Song Yao leaned over and looked at his son, "Your mother is the one who took me back to the Sword Casting Villa in a five-flower sedan chair! Your eldest brother married a Tianliao girl and went to the north." Your kid also married a Tianliao girl, hiding in Tianliao all day long, and being a bullshit sword saint, when I return to heaven in a hundred years, who will take care of the Sword Casting Villa!"

"Dad, I didn't say I didn't care, besides, wouldn't I still be in the villa for half a year?"

"Talk back, huh!"

The old man crossed his eyebrows, Song Kuo glanced at it, and quickly changed the topic: "Watch the game, watch the game." ”

Let's say that in this case, two people, one with a knife and one with a sword, it is Han Dou, there are cheering voices in both sides, Yue'er looked at it, looked at Sister Mo Lan in a blink of an eye, did not speak, and looked at the second brother, and did not speak. It's boring, and he said to the master: "Uncle Shi, which of the two of them do you say is great?"

"The White Feather Gang disciple's sword skills are a little better. ”

"Oh. Yue'er felt disappointed, and looked at Sister Mo Lan again, "They look like they're very powerful." ”

Mo Lan pondered for a moment: "I don't understand this sword technique, judging from the sword technique, it is a routine." As he spoke, he shook his head: I don't know why, my mother hasn't been to the mountains today, so she should have come? The man in black has never returned, so it is so difficult to ask for news.

"Oh, Sister Mo Lan is going to play, she will definitely beat them. Yue'er grinned, there were really a lot of people today.

"Second brother and second brother, do you think you can beat them?" Yue'er turned around and pulled Yang Zhen again.

"I don't know. Yang Zhen woke up from his thoughts and scratched his head.

Brother Suiyun talked a lot that day, and he felt as if he understood something, but after he practiced the sword, the effect was still slow. I don't know what's wrong, and besides, if it's true that everything in the world is the same, then why does the righteous father's book contain a lot of martial arts? Isn't it a technique to reach the peak, and all the techniques are mastered? It seems that something is wrong, and I have been thinking about it for a long time, but I don't know what it is in after all.

"Hey. I really want to see the second brother fight with them. Yue'er sighed, feeling pity.

"You are afraid that the world will not be chaotic. ”

Yue'er only smirked, and looked at the field again, the one who used the sword had already lost, and the White Feather Gang had won. I was so unhappy: "Hey." With a sigh, he bothered his little face and looked at the field.

"Yue'er, don't worry, that White Feather Gang disciple's martial arts are ordinary, and they can't enter the siege. Mo Lan shook off her thoughts, and when she saw Yue'er so disappointed, she also comforted her.

"Sister Mo Lan doesn't play either, and the second brother doesn't play either, it's really boring. Yue'er muttered.

"Master is going to play in a while, how can it be boring. Mo Lan leaned in.

"Master, I said he couldn't beat Sister Mo Lan! Yue'er pouted.

"Yue'er can't talk nonsense, Master wants to be a little better than me. Mo Lan stopped her mouth, there are so many people around, if this word spreads everywhere, how can the broken army gain a foothold in the mountains?

"Sister Mo Lan likes to let others. Yue'er replied again, and Lala was on the side: "Uncle Shi, who do you say is the most powerful person in Tianliao." ”

"Naturally, Master. ”

"Oh. "That's right, he's the head, Yue'er thought in her heart, "What about the second, what about the second?"

"It should be the junior brother of Wuqu, although the junior brother of Wuqu is young, but the high level of understanding is probably rare for a hundred years. Even the master didn't dare to underestimate it. The greedy wolf said slowly.

"Brother Suiyun is so powerful! Master, how many are you? Yue'er asked endlessly.

"This. The greedy wolf thought about it for a moment, and the little girl couldn't finish asking, "The junior brother of the giant gate has a great success in both light and heavy swords, I lose a few points to him, if I really want to rank, I'm afraid it's fourth." ”

"That fat uncle is so powerful. Yue'er was surprised, she really couldn't see it, and thought that Sister Mo Lan's uncle could only eat, and he was so fat, it turned out to be more powerful than the master's uncle.

"Senior brother, he is just free and easy by nature, but his swordsmanship is extraordinary. The greedy wolf said again.

Yue'er answered, looked at the field, it had already been fought again, one with a gun, and the other with two short knives in his hand, the fight was intense, interesting to watch, and applauded again and again. After a while, the two swords were defeated.

Guns, knives, swords. Yang Zhen was fascinated, and his heart churned repeatedly, that day Brother Suiyun said that if Tianliao is a knife faction and a gun faction, Master Tai should condense qi into a knife, or condense qi into a gun. What is the difference between swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks? Why do you want to include all these martial arts in the book of your father-in-law? The moves you think of at the beginning are the raw materials, and the internal strength is the heat, just like cooking. But later, I felt that the internal strength was different from the heat, the heat should be suitable, and the internal strength seemed to be as strong as possible. The brain was churning, and he was protected by others all the way, and when he thought of Mo Lan's horizontal sword in front of him, the unbearable feeling in his heart was really indescribable.

After many battles on the martial arts field, I saw the Wuqu Sword Saint take the stage, but today he wore a Tianliao costume and tied up his hair, even the beard on his face was shaved clean, and he raised a long sword, which made people unaccustomed to it. The competition has just begun, and with only one move, the winner is decided, and he goes off the stage.

There was a moment of silence on the field, and everyone was stunned, this kind of martial arts, I really don't know how to speak. Yue'er is even more boring to watch, and Brother Suiyun is too powerful, just when he felt that someone he knew was on the scene, he just happened to be interested, and he went down again all of a sudden, and it was not fun to watch.

The field was lively again for a while, fighting and fighting, and I went all afternoon, but I never rested. The swordsmanship of the broken army was successful, and it was not surprising that the Quadrangle Chamber of Commerce and the Sword Casting Villa were also stronger than the rest of the sects. Later, after the preliminary competition, everyone dispersed, and Yang Zhen and the others had a meal and went to the residence behind the mountain. Yue'er watched the excitement today, and she talked endlessly along the way, Yang Zhen was only thinking about it, and Mo Lan thought about her mother's future, and she chattered with a small mouth along the way, without stopping.

After a few people went to the mountain, the broken army still had miscellaneous matters, but Song Yao took his son's family to visit here.

"Mo Lan. At this moment, the three of them had no intention of resting, sitting on the big stone at the door, and when Song Kuo came from afar, he said a word.

"Uncle, aunt. Mo Lan got up and answered, and then looked at the people around him, who had already seen them at today's conference, and said again, "Grandpa?"

"Huh. It's me. When Song Yi saw his granddaughter, he was overjoyed, and said to his son, "You said that Mo Lan is the most beautiful one over there, and I will know who it is." ”

When Mo Lan heard this, she was slightly ashamed in her heart, lowered her head, and saw a little doll poking her head out from behind her uncle, her eyes were slippery, Song Kuo picked him up, and saw that it was a little boy, three or four years old, quite cute: "Come, call sister." ”

"Sister. The little boy flickered his eyes, screamed, and hid in Song Kuo's arms.

"Sister?" Yue'er saw the little boy and thought it was funny, so she hurriedly came over to tease the child, "Mo Lan, is this your brother?"

Song Kuo hugged the doll and smiled, "There is a bigger one, in the Sword Casting Villa, I have felt the wind and cold for the past two days, and I haven't come." ”

There is a big one? Mo Lan thought slightly in her heart, this, my uncle still has this big family.

"Mo Lan, after the Famous Sword Conference, do you want to stay with your grandfather in the Sword Casting Villa for a few days?" Song Yao saw that this goddess Sun was unfamiliar, and he was thinking about taking it away, but at this moment, it was difficult not to ask.

"This. Mo Lan looked at the old man in front of him, like his uncle, he was quite kind to himself, but this strange feeling always lingered, "My mother said that after taking care of my father's funeral, I would come to Tianliao, and I want to wait for her here." ”

"Oh, that's right. The old man looked disappointed, "How have you been doing all these years?"

Mo Lan nodded, for some reason, she only felt sour in her heart, and after hearing this greeting, she almost burst into tears.

"After you were born, your father sent someone to bring a letter. Unexpectedly, after so many years, grandpa has wanted to meet you, but unfortunately he never had the opportunity. The old man sighed, "Your grandmother went first, and when she died, she still talked about a granddaughter who was far away." It's a pity that she didn't see you after all, if you know under the spring, and think that you are so slim, your grandmother should be happy. The old man said to himself, his expression darkening and darkening.

Grandma? Mo Lan is also difficult in her heart, it turns out that she still has such a big family outside the square, and her father and mother have been gone for 30 years, is it really worth it?

"Mo Lan, if you are free, go to the Sword Forge Villa to stay for a few days. The scenery in the village is quite good, and the 'Cold Water Butterfly Spring' is very beautiful, you will like it. Song Yao was thinking about it at the moment, and always wanted to take her granddaughter away, but Mo Lan had to wait for her mother here, how difficult it was to be strong.

Mo Lan's heart was even more sour, and this grandfather's expression came, which made people feel so sad. If my mother has already come to Tianliao, I really want to go back and have a look.

"After the Famous Sword Conference, your uncle's family will also go back to the Sword Casting Villa with your grandfather, he is the young owner of the village, and his grandfather is old and can't take care of many things, so he has to go back to your uncle to take care of it. The old man babbled a few more words, looked at the granddaughter in front of him, never spoke much, and sighed in his heart.

"Yes, Mo Lan, if you have time, go to Sword Forge Villa to have a look, your two younger brothers heard that they have an older sister, and they want to come and see. It's a pity that the eldest one is sick and can't come with your grandfather, if you can go to the villa for a while, the two little ones will definitely be happy. Nanxi also talked on the side, these days, I also occasionally come to the back mountain, and this niece is never so close.

"When my mother comes to Tianliao, I will go to Sword Casting Villa. Mo Lan nodded when he heard it.

"So very good, so very good. The old man read it, and the eldest son walked away in such a way, and he didn't know what to think about for a while, but he felt that he had a farewell for three years, and finally made a permanent decision, and then looked at the granddaughter in front of him, and he didn't know what it was like to feel in his heart.

"Mo Lan, if your mother is here, remember to inform grandpa. Song Yao thought slightly, the daughter-in-law had been gone for too long, and she couldn't remember what it was like.

"Well, Merlan will understand. ”

"Grandpa is old, no younger than you, so he has to rest earlier. Song Kuo, let's go. "When I didn't see it, I had a lot of thoughts, as if I wanted to find the lost thirty years, but now I really see it, but it's different after all. The old man sighed softly and turned to look at his son.

"Then let's go first. Song Kuo looked at Mo Lan, this niece, which made people's hearts feel inexplicably pitiful.

"Grandpa walks slowly, uncle and aunt walk slowly. Mo Lan hugged her fists and saluted, which made people look good. The day was getting darker, and I saw only a few people slowly leaving.