The Zhishui Sword Sect was on the side of Lingxi Mountain, only a few days away from the Wulin League. Sheng Hechen, the leader of the Wulin League, set the Wulin Conference on the 20th of the first month. They could still leave after the Lantern Festival at the gate.
In previous years, most of the martial arts conferences were held in February and March. It was the first time to arrive in the first month. Jiang Su knew that Sheng Hechen was discussing the "Invincible Heaven" that the Lingxi Mountain collapsed and shook out of the secret room. He also knew the results of the discussion in the book, so he did not Don't worry, what he is more worried about now is the issue of sending the sword.
Although he had already promised Mu Yichuan, he was really reluctant to bear it in his heart. He could not wait to spend all day in the Tibetan Sword Pavilion, looking at the swords he had accumulated over the years one by one. The difference is that he can even create a different set of moves for the sword, every sword... he can't bear it.
On the day of the Lantern Festival, the lights were lit outside, but Jiang Su felt ashes in his heart.
Mu Yichuan was able to walk on the ground a few days ago. The young man had a good body since he was a child, and he recovered very quickly. To this day, Jiang Su invited Mu Yichuan to come to his Cangjian Pavilion to pick up a sword. He waited outside Cangjian Pavilion with a face down, and the disciples in front of him came and went. For a while, no one dared to speak to him.
After waiting for a while, Mu Yichuan finally came.
Today, Mu Yichuan changed into the new clothes that Zhang Wenxue had prepared for him. Although his wounds had not healed, his right hand was still unable to move, but from the outside, there was no difference.
He raised his hand to say hello to Jiang Su after a distance, and he seemed to be in a good mood - also, Jiang Su thought, of course he would be very happy that he was going to take away his beloved wife for many years today.
But Jiang Su was not happy.
He bowed his head and led Mu Yichuan into the Tibetan Sword Pavilion, waiting for Mu Yichuan to choose a sword, but Mu Yichuan looked at Jiang Su's treasures for many years in front of him, and if he saw some peerless scene, he couldn't help opening his eyes wide, full of amazement. , looked left and right for a moment, carefully removed a sword from the sword stand, looked back at Jiang Su, and said, "This is the Yuhong Sword."
Jiang Su didn't expect that he could recognize his treasure at a glance. He was slightly surprised, but nodded and said, "Yes."
Mu Yichuan asked back, "Do you know how to use a soft sword?"
Jiang Su replied with a smile: "As long as there is a sword word, there is nothing I haven't tried."
Mu Yichuan put the Yuhong Sword back, and raised his hand to touch the other sword. Compared with the Yuhong Sword, this sword is bigger and taller than someone else. He still has to ask, Jiang Su has already answered, saying: : "It is the giant slash of Sword Casting Villa."
He has seen it.
Like him, Mu Yichuan is also a person who understands swords and swords.
If all of his treasures were displayed, Mu Yichuan would know seven or eight out of ten. He has been in the book for ten years, and this is the first time he has met someone whose temperament and preferences are so similar to his. Personally, to give him a sword, Jiang Su suddenly felt so distressed.
But Mu Yichuan took a look of joy and walked around the Tibetan sword pavilion, but he never took down any swords, and never took the initiative to choose them, he just said: "In order to collect these famous swords, Jiang Shaoxia must have spent a lot of time. Work less."
"It's okay." Jiang Su said, "With the help of my senior brother and a few friends, it went well."
Mu Yichuan looked even more envious, and murmured, "Yes, people like Jiang Shaoxia will have many friends wherever they go."
He is different.
He has no friends, and he shouldn't have any friends.
He looked at those swords, even though he was very envious in his heart, he could only swallow all the words and said, "I already have many swords in my family, these are Jiang Shaoxia's favorite things—"
Jiang Su saw it through.
"It's your father again?" Jiang Su raised his eyebrows and repeated to him what Mu Yichuan had said before, "In order to achieve supreme swordsmanship, we must eliminate foreign objects?"
Mu Yichuan: "..."
Seeing that he didn't answer, Jiang Su looked left and right. That day, he saw that Mu Yichuan's swordsmanship was swift and ruthless. Whenever he made a move, his moves were all killing intent. It was an extremely powerful swordsmanship. He thought that there should be a sword. The matching sword.
He stepped into the inner room. There were two swords side by side on the high platform in the room. He took off one of them and handed it to Mu Yichuan, asking, "Do you know what kind of sword this is?"
The scabbard was deep and pitch-black, and if there was a hostile aura around him, it was hard to look away. Mu Yichuan stared at it for a moment, but seemed startled, and finally opened his eyes wide and said in surprise, "Nameless Sword."
This is the sword of Xie Wu, the former leader of the Demon Sect.
Back then, Xie Wu was invited by Wen Qingting, the head of the Zhishui Sword Sect, to untie his sword outside Lingxi Mountain. He went to the appointment alone, but was exchanged by Wen Qingting for his life. After the Zhishui Sword Sect, I don't want to... It turned out to be in Jiang Su's hands.
"Your sword is fierce, and this sword is suitable for you." Jiang Su couldn't help but began to instruct and lecture on swordsmanship.
If Mu Yichuan saw some rare treasure, he rubbed his hand on the nameless sword. In terms of the ranking of famous weapons in the world, this sword may not be ranked too high, but after all, this is the sword that Xie Wushou has used, Mu Yichuan Caressing the sword, thinking that from this sword, he can always be contaminated with some of the sword energy of the previous leader.
His father always said he was not talented enough, and he thought so too.
If he has the spiritual energy that he is not half thankful for, how can he achieve nothing, and still worry his father every day.
He sighed, raised his head again, and his eyes were already attracted by another sword on the high platform. Unlike Xie Wu's sword, just by looking at this sword, it seemed that the sword master was like a clear breeze. Character, he was still holding Xie Wu's sword respectfully in his hand, and asked cautiously, "Is that Wen Qingting's Wu holding sword?"
"Yes, this is the sword of my master." Jiang Su took the sword off, held it in his hand, and said, "This sword should have been kept by my brother, but he knew that I admired the master, and when I was weak, he He gave this sword to me."
According to the rumors, Wen Qingting and Xie Wu are good friends.
But later, the two of them were in charge of the Zhishui Sword Sect, and the other was the master of the Demon Sect. The two of them went astray, and since then they broke up.
Jiang Su looked at Mu Yichuan's eyes, and his heart suddenly moved. He changed the Wuzhi sword to his left hand, and asked Mu Yichuan, "How many tricks have you thought about?"
Mu Yichuan was slightly startled: "A trick?"
Before he finished speaking, Wu Holding Sword had already unsheathed and came straight at him. Although Mu Yichuan did not return to his senses, his body moved. He raised his sword to block Jiang Su's move, and without hesitation he drew his sword and stabbed back. .
The sword energy in the room was icy and cold, and neither of them seemed to show mercy, but neither of them wanted to kill the other.
They always seem to know where the opponent's sword is going to stab at the next moment, and they can always block the opponent's sword just right. This competition lacks killing intent. In the end, in the eyes of onlookers, it seems that they are dancing swords, flowing clouds and flowing water, light and light. The spirit is elegant, and the swordsman—
drowning in it.
Mu Yichuan was injured after all, he lost a few tricks to Jiang Su, his sword qi ripped through his clothes, he took a step back, looked back to see Jiang Su returning his sword to its sheath, laughed a few times, and said, "Happy! "
Mu Yichuan was still a little stunned, and asked: "Happy?"
He carefully retracted the sword into the sheath, his heart pounding, thinking that he had used Xie Wu's nameless sword and Wen Qingting's sword just now, and Jiang Su's unspeakable tacit understanding and subtle feeling, like a human being The sword is already one, but it's still a bit incredible, but I don't know how many times in such a situation in life.
Thinking of this, he touched the front of his clothes that was cut by the sword energy again, and whispered: "This is the new clothes that Zhang Sect has prepared..."
"It's okay, I'll talk to him later." Jiang Su said, "He won't be angry."
After he finished saying this, he caught a glimpse of a figure outside the corner of his eye, turned around to look, and saw that Zhang Wenxue and Qi Du were both outside, they seemed to be looking for him together, and Qi Du also helped Zhang Wenxue carry the food basket. , Jiang Su was in a good mood and asked, "Senior brother, when did you come?"
Zhang Wenxue lost his soul and muttered in his mouth: "First come, then come... What's the first come first in the relationship..."
Jiang Su: "Ah? Brother, what are you talking about?"
He turned his head to look at Qi Du, but saw that Qi Du was also disappointed.
Qi Du looked dazed: "Poor martial arts... Why am I so poor in martial arts... "
Jiang Su: "?"
Mu Yichuan saw the two of them standing outside, thinking that he had damaged the clothes Zhang Wenxue prepared for him, he was somewhat embarrassed, scratched his head, sincerely apologized to Zhang Wenxue, and said, "Sect Master Zhang , this dress-"
However, Zhang Wenxue seemed to not hear it at all, just muttered the next sentence.
"Bamboo horse... what's the use of bamboo horse..." Zhang Wenxue said suddenly, "come first... what's the use of coming first..."
Mu Yichuan was stunned: "... ah?"
He looked at Jiang Su blankly, but saw that Qi Du, who was beside Jiang Su, had red eyes and wiped away his tears. The tears were about to fall down, when Zhang Wenxue just turned around and saw Qi Du, who was as lost as him. Appearance—the one he knew all too well.
Isn't this a special expression for people who have lost their love? !
Zhang Wenxue was silent.
He looked at Qi Du, then turned to look at Jiang Su, a thought that should not have appeared in his mind gradually.
Shouldn't Qi Du also...
Zhang Wenxue held Jiang Su's hand, barely endured the bleeding in his heart, squeezed out a sentence, and said, "It's okay, Mu Shaoxia, the clothes are torn, just do it again."
Jiang Su has always been slow. Seeing Zhang Wenxue open his mouth, he naturally thought that his brother was all right. He pulled Mu Yichuan over, raised the nameless sword in Mu Yichuan's hand, and said, "Senior brother, I want to give this sword to Young Master Wood."
Zhang Wenxue: "…"
Qi Du: "..."
Seeing that the two of them looked different, Jiang Su hurriedly added another sentence.
"Although it is the former leader of the Demon Sect, it has been nearly a hundred years. I have also used this sword at the martial arts conference. It should be fine." Jiang Su thought for a while, worried that Zhang Wenxue felt that Mu Yichuan was suitable. If he couldn't use this sword, he praised Mu Yichuan again, "I have tried Mu Shaoxia, his sword style is sharp, this swordsmanship is just right for the nameless sword, the sword matches the hero, Mu Shaoxia is very suitable."
Zhang Wenxue: "You have tried..."
Qi Du: "A sword goes with a hero... A beauty goes with a hero..."
Jiang Su: "... ah?"
Qi Du really cried.
He wiped away his tears, put the food box on the table, and ran out in a hurry, while Zhang Wenxue watched him leave and finally confirmed the thoughts in his heart. For a while, he felt extremely complicated.
What is this supposed to be all about
He fell in love with his junior brother regardless of the worldly affairs, but he could only hide an infatuation. He never imagined that his apprentice would not care about the worldly affairs and fell in love with his uncle.
How could he like the same person as his apprentice
He must not admit this matter, anyway, he has already made a decision in his heart, and as the head of the Zhishui Sword Sect, he will never show his heart to his junior brother.
Jiang Su looked at a loss, grabbed Mu Yichuan's hand and raised the nameless sword, looked at it seriously, and muttered after a while, saying, "So Qi Du wants the nameless sword so much?"
Zhang Wenxue: "…"
Jiang Su frowned and thought hard: "But haven't I picked up his sword? Why does he still want a new sword?"
Zhang Wenxue: "…"
Jiang Su tried to make the rest of the assumptions: "Did he cry again?"
No one responded.
Mu Yichuan thought that he had ruined his clothes, and felt guilty for a while, but did not speak, while Zhang Wenxue was silent for a long time, took a step forward silently, put the food box in his hand on the table, and looked at Jiang Su faintly.
Jiang Su felt hairy when he saw him, but he still insisted on expressing his views a few days ago, saying: "Senior brother, it's not good that the apprentice is too spoiled, look at Qi Du, he has suffered some internal injuries, how can he shed tears these few days? ."
Zhang Wenxue murmured, "I hate you for being a stone."
Jiang Su: "Huh?"
Zhang Wenxue had already turned and left.
Jiang Su was at a loss for a long time. He really couldn't think of the meaning of Zhang Wenxue's words. Then he turned around, looked at Mu Yichuan, and asked, "This... What does my senior brother mean?"
"He said you were like a stone." Mu Yichuan thought for a while and had an answer, "Jiang Shaoxia, your nephew is injured, you don't care at all, you just want him to practice swordsmanship."
Jiang Su frowned: "If the martial arts are poor, just practice, is there any problem?"
"That's why your brother said that, you are too strict, like a ruthless stone." Mu Yichuan was serious and determined, "It's not good, it's better than this, I'll accompany you to comfort your nephew!"