It is certainly not possible to ride a fast horse in such a forest, even if it is a priceless horse under your own crotch. Wang Licheng thought to himself.

He had to watch out under the horse's hooves. The trees are stout, their roots arching their backs on the ground and digging hard into the depths of the earth. These arched roots caused a lot of trouble for Wang Licheng's horses.

The good horse under the crotch seemed to be dancing, and raised his legs one by one to step over these. If he wasn't in a hurry, Wang Li would have had the heart to appreciate the toned body of the good horse under his crotch, but what he was worried about now was that the light cast through the dense branches was getting dimmer and dimmer. Can you get out of the forest?" he thought. He had to hurry back to his master, because he was going to deliver a message that the legendary famous sword "Weeping Rainbow Sword" had appeared.

In the tavern in Wuzhen, he witnessed the figure of the Weeping Rainbow Sword. A young girl slashes with a weeping sword against another sword. As soon as Wang Licheng saw that sword, he secretly admired it in his heart. Because the sword was made of precious materials, exquisite workmanship, and intricate decoration, it was extraordinarily luxurious, and at first glance it was a sword made without regard for human materials.

In normal times, seeing that girl so violently destroying the heavens, Wang Licheng would definitely come forward to reprimand him. But when the young man came in from outside and brought the famous sword of the rainbow, it turned out that the sword was as dark as a pheasant meeting a phoenix. So much so that the original sword was cut into two sections, and Wang Licheng did not have any pity. In his opinion, as a sword, it can be cut off by a divine weapon like the Rainbow Sword, and it is not bad to make the best use of it and have a good end.

Wang Licheng has a pathological obsession with swords, and because of this, he has the eyesight to recognize the true body of the Weeping Rainbow Sword. As a closed disciple of the Sword Casting Pavilion Master, Wang Licheng had to hurry back and report the news to his master, Zuo Feng, the Sword Collector.

The Sword Casting Pavilion was supported by the Nangong family and founded by the Tibetan Sword Master Zuo Feng. In the early years, because it occupied an iron mine in Taihang Mountain, it developed rapidly. Originally, the Sword Casting Pavilion was going to make a deal with a group of mountain bandits in the Black Dragon Pond of Wuzhixia in Taihang Mountain. But I didn't want that group of mountain bandits to suddenly have infighting and kill each other, and in a short period of time, the huge foundation collapsed, allowing the Sword Casting Pavilion to pick up a bargain.

Boasting of being the swordsmith with the richest collection on the rivers and lakes, Zuo Feng led a group of swordsmiths and began to forge swords here. Over the years, the rivers and lakes have not been peaceful, and the forces in various places are in urgent need of weapons, and the Sword Casting Pavilion has caught up with the best opportunity for development and has grown rapidly. Zuo Feng's wish is to collect all the famous swords that exist in the world. With his knowledge of the history of swords, he compiled a set of "Famous Swords", and according to the map, he sent people to search for swords.

If Zuo Feng knew that the Weeping Rainbow Sword was in the world, he would naturally take it over. But these young people didn't seem to have a simple background, so Wang Licheng didn't dare to be tough, but hurried back to the Sword Casting Pavilion to report the matter. The Sword Casting Pavilion is backed by the Nangong family, there must be a way, Wang Licheng thought like this-

No matter how careful the BMW under the crotch is, it has no choice but to have a tangled vine branch under the hoof. Just when Wang Licheng was thinking about things, he suddenly felt his body leaning over, and he fell forward with the BMW under his crotch. Wang Licheng has a bad heart, and if he falls like this, it is not only easy to twist his neck, but also easy to be crushed by the horse. So he put his hand on the horse's head, and one flew away, and got off the horse. But when it landed, it was not so beautiful, and it rolled several times in a row.

He rolled down the ridge and tried to grab the rattan with his hands, but instead his hands were cut by the barbs on the rattan. So he had to protect his head and let himself roll down. Fortunately, a thick tree trunk stopped him. He struggled to his feet against the trunk of the tree, just in time to see a strange carriage parked on the road in the valley not far away-

At this time, there are no other pedestrians on the horse road. Stopped was a two-wheeled gray carriage. The color of this carriage is dull, and if you don't look closely, you think that it is just a layer of felt cloth to protect it from rain. But it was daytime, the light was abundant, and the carriage was unobstructed. Wang Licheng saw that the carriage was extremely complicated in its workmanship under the dark colors.

He was a member of the Sword Casting Pavilion and was a craftsman himself, so he could see how meticulous the workmanship of this carriage was. The whole carriage was closed like a box, and the roof, the curtain and the edges were all uniform gray, but the roof and the curtain were embroidered with dark gold thread with patterns of birds and animals, which shone brightly in the sunlight. If it's at night or on a rainy day, it's definitely not visible.

Driving the carriage was a man in gray clothes and a hat, with a whip in his hand, who was watching a man standing by the side of the carriage. The man, dressed as a scribe and with his hands behind his back, did not look at the coachman, but spoke to the people in the carriage.

They didn't speak loudly, and Wang Licheng only heard sporadic phrases such as "Weeping Rainbow Sword" and "Medicine King Palace". The Medicine King Palace didn't let Wang Licheng pay attention, but the Weeping Rainbow Sword made him nervous. It turned out that there were still people who coveted the weeping rainbow sword, and he couldn't help but straighten up, but he touched a branch. He had expected such a soft voice to be undetected in the empty valley, but he did not expect that the man dressed as a scribe would come to him in the blink of an eye.

Wang Licheng thought that his martial arts were good, but he had no power to fight back in front of that person, and he was carried by the collar like a chicken to the carriage in the valley.

A woman's lazy voice came from the carriage, and said, "It's just a passerby, let him go." ”

The scribe said, "No, he sees me as I am, and even more so that I am with you, and he must not leave a living mouth." ”

The woman said, "The hero wants to do it himself?"

The scribe said, "No, I don't have a sword worthy of his skill now." And he's not worth my sword. He turned his face and said to the driver who was driving, "Ma Yan, you can do it, and you can strangle him with a whip." ”

The coachman, whose name was "Ma Tan", seemed to have been waiting impatiently, and it seemed that he was bored when the master was talking to the scribe, and now that he had such an opportunity, he immediately jumped out of the car without being able to bear it.

How could Wang Licheng be killed, he immediately stood up, turned around and was about to run. But as soon as he ran two steps, he felt a tightness in his ankle, and it turned out that his ankle was wrapped in a leather whip by Ma Tan. I saw Ma Jian pull hard, and Wang Licheng immediately threw himself forward and fell to the ground.

Ma Jian sneered, grabbed the leather whip with his hand, and wanted to drag Wang Licheng back. But as soon as he dragged it twice, the leather whip that was broken in two was pulled back by himself. It turned out that Wang Licheng took out the shuriken from his arms and cut the leather whip.

The horse was furious, and a groom losing his whip was like a master losing his weapon. He looked at the destroyed leather whip in his hand, threw it to the ground with all his might, and then turned his hands into claws and threw himself at Wang Licheng.

Wang Licheng took off the half-cut whip on his ankle at this time, stood up, and just saw Ma Jian rushing towards him, and hurriedly swung his shuriken and stabbed Ma Tan. Shuriken is slightly longer than a dagger, but it has a slender shape and a stab-based move.

The big master in the carriage spoke: "Ma Yan, you advance and retreat, guard the Tianshu, grab his left wrist, and cut off one of his hands." ”

Hearing only a "quack", Wang Licheng screamed miserably while holding his left arm with his right hand. His shuriken was also thrown to the ground.

The great master said, "Ma Yan, bring that shuriken." ”

Ma Tan took the order, picked up his sword and walked to the carriage, and raised his shuriken above his head.

The big master said through the curtain: "This is something from the Sword Casting Pavilion, you ask him what the relationship is with Zuo Feng." ”

Ma Jian received the order, walked back again, kicked Wang Licheng who was rolling on the ground with his foot, and said, "Do you know Zuo Feng?"

Wang Licheng said bitterly: "That's a family teacher. ”

Ma Tan came back and said to the great master: "Report to the great master, this person said that he is from the Sword Casting Pavilion, and Zuo Feng is his master." ”

The master said: "Ma Yan, he destroyed your whip, you cut off his left hand, and this account will be written off." Now you bandage him and bring him here. I have something to ask him. ”

Ma Tan walked over again, found two branches, made a splint for Wang Licheng, and fixed his left hand.

At this time the scribe also returned. He just performed a light skill and looked around to see if there was anyone peeping. Seeing this situation, he said: "Under the guidance of the great master, Ma Yan's kung fu has improved again. ”

Ma Tan helped Wang Licheng over at this time, and when he heard the scribe say this, he hurriedly said in horror: "Don't make fun of me if you are in charge of the big sword." But thanks to the guidance of my big master, I was able to break the ribs of the owner of the Guo Mansion last time, and this time I was able to break this person's left hand. ”

At this time, the big master spoke, and she asked Wang Licheng, "What is your name, what are you doing here?"

Wang Licheng also knew at this time that there was a big man in the carriage that he couldn't provoke, so he hurriedly endured the pain and replied cautiously: "The villain's name is Wang Licheng, he is from the Sword Casting Pavilion, and he is a second-class first-class swordsmith. ”

The people of the Sword Casting Pavilion are sorted internally, divided into one, two, three, four, five, a total of five, and so on. Each equal division is divided into 12 seats from A to Hai. The status of the second-class A character in the Sword Casting Pavilion is not low.

Ma Jian touched Wang Licheng's body for a while, and searched out the black iron brand of the Sword Casting Pavilion, and the information on it was consistent with what Wang Licheng said. Then he stabbed Wang Licheng and said, "The big master asked, you are not in the Sword Casting Pavilion and Zuo Feng are casting swords, what is the purpose of coming here?"

Wang Licheng seems to know his master Zuo Feng. The Sword Forge Pavilion sells weapons, deals with both black and white, and the objects it contacts are very complex. If they know their master, Zuo Feng, they are likely to be business partners, so they won't kill themselves.

So Wang Licheng was busy pouring tofu in a bamboo tube, and told all the purpose of this trip. When he heard that he saw a young man with a weeping rainbow sword entering the tavern in Wuzhen, the great master spoke. She asked, "That person is Yu Yan?"

The scribe nodded and said, "Yes, with the murderous spirit of the Ling. ”

The great master said to Wang Licheng again: "Then you are in a hurry to report the news of your master's weeping rainbow sword?"

This mysterious master has been in the carriage, and through the thick curtain, Wang Licheng can't see her, but he can feel that this big master can see his every move, so he doesn't dare to slack off and nod vigorously.

The big master said tiredly: "Zuo Feng can take the Weeping Rainbow Sword again, but I can't say that Yu Yan will go to him first." ”

The scribe said on the side: "Great master Mingjian." ”

At this time, the curtain of the carriage door was lifted, and a hand was stretched out from inside, which startled Wang Licheng, because this hand was too white. Ordinary white, like snow. But the whiteness of this hand is different. In the sunlight, the hand seemed to be translucent, and the blood vessels inside could not be seen, only a halo of light.

Wang Licheng froze his mind and looked carefully, only to see a ring on his hand. The ring features a large emerald gemstone with layers of scales like moth wings. The ring is green and glowing. As a craftsman, when Wang Licheng casts a sword, he will encounter customers who ask for gemstones to be inlaid on the hilt of the sword, so he can be regarded as having seen the world. But such a large and beautiful emerald gemstone, he has never seen or heard of it. Suddenly, Wang Licheng was stunned.

What woke him up was the voice of the great master, which was not the lazy and tired voice before, but cold and oozing. Under the bright sun, Wang Licheng felt like he had suddenly fallen into an ice cellar, and he hurriedly woke up.

I only heard the master say: "You go back and tell your master Zuo Feng truthfully everything you see now, and then bring my words to you, if anyone brings the rainbow sword, kill it." ”