"Dear passengers, flight YY60225 from Huacheng to Yanjing will soon arrive at Yanjing Airport----"
Perhaps because of the Spring Festival, the occupancy rate on the plane was not very ideal. There were not many passengers, and the plane seemed a bit empty.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the first-class seats in the front cabin, and many people were still whispering to each other. It seemed that something interesting had happened there.
Chiba Hyobu in a wide-sleeved white robe and Chiba Yoshitake in the same attire with a white silk tied on his head can indeed attract people's attention. The clothing of this father and son is out of tune with ordinary people. They are also taciturn and have been resting their eyes since boarding the plane. They even refused the in-flight meals and various drinks provided by the flight attendant.
The plane began to slide on the ground, like a silver monster rumbling towards the castle ahead.
Qianye Bingbu sighed softly and said, "This is Yanjing City."
"This is Yanjing City." Qianye Haowu also opened his eyes wide and looked at this familiar yet strange city seriously. There were wonderful stories about it on TV and various legends about it in novels. He was familiar with this city that was becoming more and more influential internationally, but this was his first time to set foot on this magical land.
"This is my first time here too." Chiba Hyobu said with emotion. "Twenty years ago, when I wanted to come here, that man went to Japan first. After the Battle of Yashiyama, my confidence dropped to an unprecedented low. Suddenly, I found that the light that I was proud of and tried to shine to the world was so dim and insignificant. Have you seen fireflies? They also know that they can shine, and they think they can shine brightly - but, after all, they are just fireflies."
Qianye Haowu looked at his father in surprise. He had never told him about that battle before. Even when he asked about it, he only mentioned it briefly.
But today, he took the initiative to talk to me about this matter, and even analyzed his feelings at that time. Why is this
Just because he will meet his old friend again
"Father, you didn't lose either." Chiba Yoshitake said.
"No. Lost. Already lost." Chiba Hyobu said: "He single-handedly overthrew the Eastern Peninsula, which in itself was one step ahead of us. Everyone placed their hopes on me, but I didn't have the ability to keep it - so he won. He won with great fanfare and with confidence. He made the Eastern men speechless, and even everyone was ashamed to talk about this person and this matter. This is also the reason why that person and that matter are unknown in the East. Whenever others worship me and respectfully call me the Eastern Sword God, I feel guilty and uneasy. Then I work harder to comprehend swordsmanship and climb the martial arts path. Because I am afraid of seeing their eyes. They think you are an omnipotent god."
"I have been practicing swords for twenty years. The number of swords I can use in my heart has increased, but the number of swords I can see has decreased. Finally, I have reached the state of unity between man and sword. When I set foot on Chinese soil again with full confidence, when I wanted to challenge the Chinese hero in the same way he had used before. When I wanted to win with confidence and with great fanfare, I never thought that I would meet such an opponent."
When it comes to Fang Yan, Qianye Haowu becomes furious.
His face turned pale, and he said harshly, "Is a man like that worthy of being Father's opponent? He won by cheating, so it doesn't count."
"Ridiculous." Qianye Bingbu's tone was unprecedentedly stern. "Winning is winning, losing is losing, how can it be called cheating? What is cheating? The way of swordsmanship is about change and impermanence. If you don't even understand this principle, how can you realize the great way?"
"--------"
"I know you have hostility towards Fang Yan, but if you have a wrong understanding of a person because of this hostility, then no matter before or after, you will definitely be the loser in a battle with him. Fang Yan accepted my challenge without caring about his own life, stood in front of me with dignity, and fought me bravely and fearlessly - how many young talents in Japan can do this?"
"------"
"I know what's bothering you. You think he used some extraordinary means during the competition, so I lost this match unfairly-----"
"He even threw out the bomb." Chiba Haowu said dissatisfiedly.
"In my eyes, what's the difference between a bomb and a rock?" Chiba asked. "This is a test of a person's physical fitness and reaction ability. I failed to react, so he took advantage of me. That was just a tactic."
"Compared to that, the long sword in my hand is more intimidating. What if Fang Yan also feels wronged? He is unarmed, while I have a magic weapon in my hand - isn't this also unfair to him?"
"Father is good at using swords. How can the Oriental Sword God not use a sword?"
"The sword in my hand and the bomb used by Fang Yan are just auxiliary weapons." Qianye Bingbu said. "Fang Yan certainly didn't think that he could kill me with just that bomb. But I did think that the long sword in my hand could cut off his hands and feet, tear his flesh, and cut off his head. Compared with the bomb, the long sword in my hand is more terrifying."
Qianye Haowu nodded seriously and said, "Father, I understand."
"I'm glad you understand." Chiba Hyobu looked at his son with gentle eyes. "You still have a long way to go, so you must be more open-minded. The bigger your heart is, the greater your achievements will be."
"Yes, father." Chiba Yoshitake bowed.
Chiba Hyobu sighed softly and said, "What a pity."
"What's a pity, father?"
"Three dragons and seven tigers, protecting China's peace." Qianye Bingbu said with regret, "I only know one of them, and the others have no chance to fight. It's such a pity."
"Three Dragons and Seven Tigers? They are just bragging, right?"
"White-robed Azure Dragon, don't underestimate the enemy. Is there something fishy about this name?" Qianye Bingbu said with a smile: "If that's the case, then what is your father?"
"--------" Qianye Haowu only then realized that the man who had fought a fierce battle with his father was actually Qinglong, one of the three dragons of China. If that was the case, he really couldn't belittle this person anymore. In that case, what was his father
"This time when we come to Beijing, father can have a chance to spar with them." Qianye Haowu advised.
Qianye Bingbu chuckled and said, "I hope it's not too late."
"It will definitely be in time." Qianye Haowu said firmly. He thought that no matter what, he had to let his father fight the three dragons and seven tigers of China. For a swordsman who loves martial arts as his life, if he can't learn from the world's top masters, it will be a lifelong regret.
The plane stopped and the father and son were the first to get off the plane under the guidance of the flight attendant.
Walking out of the airport gate, Chiba Bingbu took a breath of the cold air outside and raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Father, what happened?"
"The air is too polluted." said Chiba Bingbu.
"------"
They didn't have to wait too long before a black Red Flag car slowly stopped in front of them.
Fang Yan rolled down the window and said with a smile, "Hurry up and get in the car. You are not allowed to park here."
So, Chiba Hyobu and Chiba Yoshitake opened the car door and got in.
Qianye Haowu still harbors hostility towards Fang Yan, so he is unwilling to talk to Fang Yan.
Chiba Bingbu seemed calm and nonchalant, as if he didn't care about anything.
"Thank you." Chiba Bingbu said gratefully.
"You're welcome." Fang Yan said. "I'm not someone who likes to meddle in other people's business. I owe you this."
"You are a man of your promises."
"This is the glorious virtue of our Chinese nation." Fang Yan said with a smile. "Everyone says so."
Fang Yan had no intention of taking Qianye Bingbu to Yanjing City. After getting off the airport highway, he drove straight towards Yanziwu.
The snow on the road was gradually melting, leaving only puddles of black water splashed by the tires of the cars. The wheat fields on both sides of the road also showed green shoots, weakly enduring the invasion of the cool breeze.
"Please stop by the roadside." Chiba Hyobu said.
Ga------
Fang Yan stopped the car flexibly and asked, "Did you miss anything?"
"No." Chiba Hyobu said.
Qianye Bingbu opened the car door and got out, walking to the middle of the wheat field next to him. He walked very carefully, trying to avoid stepping on any seedlings.
He took off his shoes and walked barefoot on the ice and snow as if on a pilgrimage, carefully feeling the coldness and fertility of the land.
The cold wind ruffled his black hair and lifted the corners of his clothes, but he closed his eyes comfortably.
Fang Yan and Qianye Haowu stood on the side of the road, looking at his devotion to the land, and felt more respect for this man.
Chiba Hyobu came back barefoot. Chiba Haowu wanted to help him carry his shoes, but Chiba Hyobu said, "No need. From now on, I will just go barefoot-----"
He pulled a handkerchief from his arms and carefully wiped the mud off his feet, then opened the car door and got into Fang Yan's car.
Seeing Fang Yan looking at him with doubtful eyes, Qianye Bingbu smiled and said, "The land and water nurture the people. Dongyang is an island country with strong winds and rough waves, and frequent earthquakes, so everyone has a natural fear of nature. The body of the feet is unstable, and even the hand holding the sword has to be more frivolous. I have always wanted to experience it, to be able to step on the black mud with my feet, to entrust all my strength to the land under my feet - no need to worry about it being bumpy, no need to worry about it hurting you. You become one with the earth, and this warm and secure feeling is really intoxicating."
"China is blessed with talented people and beautiful land. Only when the land is spiritual can a large number of talented people emerge." Qianye Bingbu looked at the vast land outside and said enviously: "The Chinese are blessed."
(PS: After adjusting my mood, I will continue to tell you the story. You clicked on this novel, and you believed in the name Liu Xiahui. This is all a kind of fate. May the earth be long and the opportunity be eternal. I will try my best to write this novel well and do my best.
Also, thank you Xingye Xietuhao for the reward of 10,000 again. Is this a reward every day? Rich people are willful! ) (To be continued)