Luo Yin was lying flat on the tree, and the conversation between the old and the young was heard clearly. When he heard the word Ye Ziyun, he was also shocked. When his thoughts were up and down, he heard the sword boy in blue ask again:
"Is this sword famous?"
"This sword has no name."
The boy didn't understand what he meant, and the old man sighed:
"This sword was forged for Leader Ye, but he has returned to dust, so who can name this sword?"
Luo Yin slowly cast his eyes on the fire, and there was a long sword looming, but its sharpness was not seen. However, since it is the masterpiece of Master Ouyang, when it comes out, I don't know how amazing it will be.
His thoughts were wandering here, and suddenly he heard a hey in his ear, and someone sneered outside the sword hut:
"I heard that Master Ouyang's skill in forging swords is unparalleled in the world, so my two brothers traveled thousands of miles to ask for swords."
The laughter was sinister and treacherous, with a foreign accent. Luo Yin could already tell that it was the two people who met each other on the mountain road when he rescued the unknown young man in Chinese clothes.
There are not many people who have come to the Sword Hut to see them recently, but no one has come here to ask for the sword, but at this time, the tone of the people outside the hut is contemptuous, as if the sword must be offered to them with both hands. present. The sword boy in Tsing Yi frowned, and was about to go out to scold him, but was stopped by Master Ouyang.
Ouyang Tie looked at the boy, and sighed in his heart, this little apprentice has been with him for several years, and I don't know if he has followed his temperament and grown into such an unsophisticated appearance. protect? I just hope that people in the world don't make things difficult for him when he is young, and don't think about Ouyang's sword hiding and sword casting skills on him.
He was obsessed with practicing swords all his life, he didn't care about world affairs, he was alone, and he had no descendants. In his later years, he only had such a young disciple to accompany him, and he wanted to plan something for him, but time was running out, and he was afraid that he would be implicated in the disputes between Jianghu and Jianghu.
At the last moment of his life, he decided to dissipate all the swords he had forged in his life. However, others would use this matter to make a big fuss, or cause another storm, which was beyond his expectation.
Tsing Yi Jiantong didn't know what his master had in mind, even the leader of the martial arts came to ask for an audience, and he could not think of anyone in the martial arts who would be disrespectful to his master. He was feeling angry, but when he heard a loud noise, the two men broke into the door impatiently waiting for someone to answer it.
The visitor looked like he was not a Middle-earth person, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin, holding iron crutches of different lengths in both hands, bowed vainly, and said carelessly:
"My brother is from the Western Regions. Friends in the Jianghu are called Yin-Yang Guai, so I greet Master Ouyang."
The blue-clothed sword boy was unhappy, and he sneered, "Sure enough, he came from a long way, no wonder he is so rude."
However, Ouyang Tie had already seen that these two people were not in the right way, fearing that he would be angered by the boy's words, before the two of them got angry, he asked first: "Since you two have the name of yin and yang crutches, I think the iron crutches in your hands are the ones." What's the use of the sword I forged when you have a weapon in your hand?"
The short fat man laughed, "Don't really need it, but ask for the sword forged in Master Ouyang's furnace."
Ouyang Tie pondered and said: "This is strange, there is nothing special about this sword, let alone it has not been released yet, success or failure is still uncertain, why not ask the old man for this sword?"
The man was not moved by his words, and said with a smile: "Since there is nothing special, why not give it to my brother?"
There has been a lot of rumors in the martial arts. A swordsman came to the sword house to see it. He said that the last sword in Master Ouyang's furnace is extraordinary. It should be an unprecedented magic weapon. Order martial arts.
No one wants to believe in such a thing as being able to command the martial arts with a sword, but those with greed are not willing to let it go easily.
Ouyang Tie was in the sword hut, never going out, but he never heard the words of Miao Chuan. He has never invited anyone to perform the sword, so it is unknown where the rumors started and who did it on purpose.
He has a tough temperament, he would rather break than surrender, even if he is attacked by a knife and an axe, he will not beg for mercy. But maybe it's easy for people to soften their hearts when they grow old. Looking at the boy who doesn't know the sinister heart, he sighed and said slowly:
"It's not enough time, this sword is not ready to be released, please wait for three days."
Although what he said was a tactic to delay the attack, it was not adulterated, but how could those two people believe it. On the tenth day of October, I don't know how many people in the martial arts are staring at this sword, and how can it get into the hands of their brothers.
The tall man took a step forward, "Since Master Ouyang refuses to give up his love, then he has to offend. It's just that my brother doesn't know the severity of the attack. It's not good if he hurts the master."
Luo Yin was sitting on the tree, and he could see clearly what was going on below. Those two people were really yin and yang. They were not identified last time, and they hadn't figured out the reason for the fight in the forest before, so they let them go. Now seeing this The two of them were fierce and deceiving, and there was absolutely no reason to let them go.
Seeing the menacing eyes of the two, the sword boy in Tsing Yi was shocked for a moment. But in the end, it was because of the deep love between the master and the apprentice. Seeing that the tall man wanted to be rude to the master, he stood up and stood in front of Ouyang Tie. The tall man smiled coldly, and smashed down the iron crutch in his right hand, wanting to kill people and gain power, but he was not afraid that the old man would not give in.
Just as the man made a move, Luo Yin had already clenched the long sword in his hand. Fang was about to appear, but he heard the sound of bowstrings in his ears. A feathered arrow was nailed into the man's arm precisely, powerfully. The force made the man tremble and almost fell backwards.
His upper body was leaned back, and the iron crutch in his hand fell on the back of his foot just after he let it go, and he bent down again in pain, unable to speak.
The short and fat companion also changed his face, and said angrily: "Who is secretly attacking?" Looking along the path of the arrow, he saw a Yingwei figure in the backlight.
A young man in a black military uniform stands with a bow in his hand, with a heroic posture and a calm demeanor. After appearing, he didn't look at the Yin-Yang Guai two, but bowed to Ouyang Tie and said: "The exhibition of Yishuimeng is completed, and I have seen Master Ouyang."
As soon as he finished speaking, the short man's face changed. They had lived in the Western Regions for a long time, but they had heard of the Yishui League. Looking at the calm and relaxed appearance of this young man, it was obvious that he had been prepared for a long time, and he didn't dare to fight recklessly at the moment, so he fled away with his injured companion.
Master Ouyang sighed: "Although the two culprits were frightened away, but the evil cannot be eliminated, it will cause endless harm."
The young man bowed and said, "I didn't dare to desecrate the treasured land of the master. I have already arranged the manpower, and I will not let the two demons escape."
Only then did Ouyang Tie nod happily, admiring in his heart, and heard the young man surnamed Zhan say: "Just now I was distracted and negligent for a moment, causing Master to be disturbed, it is my fault, and I will never let others intrude without permission in the future, Master Ouyang can Concentrate on forging swords."
The Iron Feather Guards of the Yishui League really lived up to their reputation. Rumor has it that this team has strict discipline, and everyone has the ability to beat Yang with a hundred steps. Everyone is in awe wherever they go, and they are also the people who must be dispatched when the internal order of the Yishui League is enforced and order is maintained.
I don't want to come to Taiyuan this time, but now it seems that it is not easy for someone to make trouble here.
After the young man bowed and retreated, the sword hut regained its former tranquility. The boy in Tsing Yi still has lingering fears, but he has followed his master since he was a child, and his temperament is dull, and his face still has a calm expression. After closing the door, he came back and said:
"The door bolt is broken, but I need disciples to find someone in the city to fix it."
The old man waved his hand and said, "No need. No one dares to come and make trouble wherever Yishuimeng orders come." Even though the door is wide open, no one would dare to trespass.
Jiantong recalled the heroic appearance of the young man before, he was dazed, and asked:
"It is common for people in the martial arts world to use swords, guns and sticks, but they have never heard of those who use bows and arrows to gain a foothold in the world."
Bows and arrows are indispensable when marching in formation and when two armies are confronting each other. However, even hidden weapons in the Jianghu are often disdainful. It was not until the rise of the Tang Sect in Shu that people had to change their views slightly.
Master Ouyang laughed and said: "The Iron Feather Guards all have special skills, which are beyond comparison with ordinary warriors, and their bows and arrows are also extraordinary. If they don't possess superior martial arts, how can they make the Western Region demon retreat in shock with one blow? .”
Jiantong didn't understand martial arts, and didn't understand the reason behind it, but he remembered something, "Master, I heard that heroes from all over the world gathered in Taiyuan City, and they came here at the invitation of the leader of the martial arts alliance. The power of the Yishui League has always been in the south of the Yangtze River, and they act like this It is inevitable that there is a suspicion of overreaching and acting on behalf of others, isn't it just giving people something to talk about?"
Ouyang Tie Nian bearded his head, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, saying that this disciple of him is ignorant of the world, but his reasoning is very clear, so he asked:
"Tong'er, when life was at stake just now, was the person who was rescued arranged by the leader Zhong of the Wulin League, or the Iron Feather Guard of the Yishui League? If the scene just now happened again, are you waiting for the rescuers of the Wulin League with peace of mind? Or do you hope that the Iron Feather Guards of the Yishui League will help you in time?"
The boy said in a daze, "The ones who saved us just now were members of the Yishuimeng, so of course I trust them more."
"That's right. When you are in a crisis, the one who knows the crisis is the real hero."
Ouyang Tie laughed loudly, as if he had returned to the time when he was full of pride and ambition twenty or thirty years ago, "If you are alive, if you can't do a few gratifying things, even if you live for a hundred years, it will be a waste of life. But you can take on great responsibilities and achieve great achievements. What do you care about the slanderous words of the villains in the world?"
While the master and apprentice were talking, Luo Yin also quietly left.
Miss Lan from Yujianmen came to send a message earlier, and after Lu Ming explained the whole story clearly, he left with her in a hurry. Luo Yinsi knew that the current situation was complicated, and Master Ouyang's sword house might not be calm, so he sneaked in quietly.
He was hiding in the tree just now, and he didn't miss the glimpse of the young man surnamed Zhan before he retreated. He could even find his hiding place. Thinking that the sword house is under the protection of the iron feather guards, it must be safe.
On the tenth day of October, it was sunny.
When the long-awaited big day arrived, the Wulin League had already arranged the venue. Most of the sects with high-quality sword invitations were well-known, and the ostentation was certainly not small.
When Luo Yin arrived, he saw that thousands of people had gathered, but the order was orderly, with masters from various sects patrolling around, and none of the unqualified swordsmen could sneak into the venue.
He stopped the carriage and was contemplating how to get in when he heard someone behind him shout "Brother Luo" in surprise. Looking back, it was Lou Heng who had met a few months ago, followed by a man in light green The girl in the shirt is her sister Lou Wan.
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