Me and my Jianghu Tavern

Why don't you think about it? In fact, Zhang Ming is not a person who is content with the status quo.

If not, he wouldn't have walked out of the tavern, and he wouldn't be able to live for a few decades at most in his lifetime, and he was thinking of going out more often before he was too old.

Rivers and lakes... what is that?

In fact, Zhang Ming, like many people, is full of longing for the world, but he also understands the pros and cons, but he will still choose to come out.

This is life, people should always have their own ideas, instead of others telling you that the world is not good, then stop here.

Happiness is far more important than danger.

Snow fluttered on Yanshan Mountain. The snow seemed to never stop for a moment. It melted and fell again. The Yanshan Sword Tower was covered in white snow, and the whole picture was unknown. It was the same as the mysterious existence in the rivers and lakes. Of course, it was hard to figure it out.

The sound of the sword continued, and I don't know how many people changed in the arena.

The people who come up are getting more and more powerful, and the sword skills are emerging in an endless stream. This kind of sword trial makes people feel interesting.

After returning to the mountain, Zhang Ming watched and watched as before.

He was an outsider from the beginning to the end, and he just looked, looked, and said a few words by the way.

In fact, when it comes to talking about it, he didn't acquire his martial arts by himself, so he is not qualified to say anything.

This is a pit, Kong Yue also told him clearly that a pit was dug here, it is up to you whether you jump into it or not.

At least this stinky Taoist priest is not dark, and even if Kong Yue didn't say anything, Zhang Ming might participate in this sword test.

Kong Yue also decided that Zhang Ming would definitely come on stage, so he did so.

"What do you think is the final result?" Zhang Ming just stared at the stage without squinting.

Jiang He, who was sitting beside him, took a sip of his wine and replied, "What can there be? One on the list counts as one, and the final result can only be like this."

"In that case, I can go up and have a try." Zhang Ming rubbed his chin and muttered.

"You?" Jiang He glanced at him, shook his head and said, "I don't even have a sword heart, why do you go up to join in the fun, you will be beaten down in the end, and you may not be able to go up with your temperament."

"That's not necessarily true." Zhang Ming said with a smile.

Jiang He re-examined Zhang Ming and said, "It seems that you have other plans."

"I plan to go up and try."

"Famous? You're definitely not doing it for this? I'm curious, why do you want to go on stage?"

"Guess, I'll tell you if I guess right."

"You boy..."

Jiang He didn't intend to guess, and he didn't care too much. At least he felt that Zhang Ming was not suitable, and he would come down as soon as he went up.

Moreover, the sword test this time is not ordinary.

This year's situation is not so good. The war in the north caused disturbances in Liangzhou, which affected the entire rivers and lakes. Secondly, the imperial court is also in chaos, and there are demons making chaos.

This sword trial happened to be at this point in time again, and the people who came this time were truly extraordinary.

However, it's good to try, compared with these people without Jianxin, it's really not 01:30.

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"Hiss, it's really cold here." The person who spoke rubbed his hands together, exhaling white mist from his mouth.

"Idiot, if you don't listen to me telling you to practice martial arts more, you'll suffer now." The boy beside him said with a smile.

The young man had red lips and white teeth, black hair tangled up between his sword-shaped eyebrows, and his face was considered handsome and extraordinary. Bye, this man was wearing a blue and white brocade robe with lotus flowers, a blue orchid jade pendant hanging on his waist, and a pair of gold silk soap boots on his feet.

Just looking at it gives people an approachable feeling.

"Your Highness, I'm not that kind of material." The person called the idiot said helplessly, he really wasn't that kind of material.

"You idiot." The young man rolled his eyes at him, and then asked, "Why do you think Grandpa sent me out to fetch the things in the sword building?"

"Your Highness doesn't even know, how could I know?"

"Let's just say you're an idiot." The young man sighed helplessly, his grandpa really gave him a big problem.

"But it's okay, I finally came out so I can have more fun, besides, there's no need for Grandpa to say that I must take the things back." The young man was thinking like this.

The entourage who was called the idiot was shocked, and said with some concern: "Your Highness... this, it's not good, if it comes down to blame."

"What are you afraid of? When the time comes, Grandpa will only talk about me. What does it have to do with you?"

"Is that so... that's fine."

"Idiot!" The young man took a bite, with an angry expression on his face, and only this idiot dared to talk to him like this, and it would have been chopped up by someone else.

The young man shook his head helplessly. He looked at the sword tower surrounded by white mist, and couldn't help curling his lips. It's not easy to get in here.

The longer the time, the more people piled up in front of the sword building, and now there is an even more oppressive atmosphere.

Without him, you don't need to think about it to know that there is a real master coming. If not, how does this feeling of depression come from out of thin air.

There must be pressure, but that's all. For the people on stage, this kind of pressure has nothing to do with them.

These are all old worlds, and I'm afraid they won't jump out until the end.

"Idiot, Xi Lei has been guarding for quite a few rounds, right?" the boy asked.

It seems that I saw this man guarding Xi Lei two hours ago, but he still hasn't gone down.

"If you go back to Your Highness, I don't know."

The boy kicked the idiot's ass and cursed: "You idiot, I told you to stare at it, did you stare at the shit?"

The person called the idiot scratched his head, but he didn't dare to refute, he wasn't really stupid.

"What's this guy's name?" the boy asked.

The entourage jumped out quickly and said, "I know that. His name is Liu Yihan, from Jian'an City."

The young man nodded, quite satisfied, but he said in his heart: "This sword technique looks familiar, so go back and ask Grandpa when the time comes."

There is absolutely nothing wrong with things that are familiar to him, and there is nothing wrong with asking a question or two anyway.

On the Xilei, Liu Yihan sat down cross-legged and rested for a while. It was a bit strenuous to change anyone in the continuous competition. He pinched his nose. The cold wind on Yanshan Mountain was a bit freezing.

The inheritance of the Liu family in Jian'an has never been bad, and the accumulated experience taught by the White Tiger Envoy a few years ago is not bad. Now that Liu Yihan can become the White Tiger Envoy, his martial arts are naturally indistinguishable.

At this time, a person walked slowly onto the stage, that person's pace was very slow, everyone saw a red dress flashing past their eyes, and that figure also came in front of Liu Yihan.

"Let me try you." Said the red dress.

Liu Yihan raised his head and glanced at the visitor, he couldn't help but paused for a moment before speaking.

"I recognize you." Liu Yihan said.

"Really?" The young man in red thought for a while, and said, "In this way, we should know each other. It should be in Jian'an."

"I recognize your sword intent of life and death."

Liu Yihan stood up, he also rested, cupped his hands and said: "Jian'an, Liu Yihan."

The young man in red also bowed his hands.

"Shu Zihan."

Chapter 392: Red Refining

Jian'an has a son, who is the envoy of the white tiger, and the family has passed down swordsmanship, and the guard is safe.

There is a son in Jiangling, named Lianhong by Jianghu, dressed in red, rides a horse in Jianghu, life and death are in the sword, life and death are in the sword.

"These two are well-known in the local list. If there is no change, the future can be expected." Jiang and Zhang Bo beside him said.

"Huh?" Jiang He was a little surprised, "Can these two boys be worthy of your praise?"

"Master, it's really not bad." Zhang Bo said.

In this way, Jiang He became even more interested. He was a little surprised by the sword intent of life and death, but he didn't expect that Liu Yihan seemed to be not bad at all.

There's a good show here.

"Why did the world give him such a name?" Zhang Ming asked a little puzzled.

"The shopkeeper is talking about Shu Zihan?"

"Yeah, the name Lianhong sounds scary." Zhang Ming said.

After hearing this, Su Tan reminded: "Could it be that the shopkeeper forgot that Mr. Liu slaughtered the Shu family back then."

Zhang Ming shook his head and said, "He just doesn't regret it."

The past is all over, maybe Shu Zihan hasn't thought about it now when he recalls it.

The atmosphere in the arena became tense.

Flying snow from the sky fell on the shoulders of the two of them, neither of them had yet drawn out their swords.

In fact, if it is discussed, the two should have met.

The two fledgling children at the beginning have now become well-known swordsmen.

Shu Zihan, who was dressed in red, no longer had that innocence in his eyes, but instead had more vicissitudes.

Liu Yihan was guarding Jian'an, he saw the vicissitudes of people's hearts, his sword heart was steady, and now his swordsmanship is even more extraordinary.

Time has brought changes to people.

"Sword." Liu Yihan said, his tone was so cold.

Shu Zihan laughed dumbfounded, nodded and said, "Okay."

Now that he has come up, he will not do any boring tricks anymore. What he pursues all the way in the way of swordsmanship is to break ten thousand spells with one sword. This is what the shopkeeper taught him back then.

Just listen to the clank of the sword, the long sword comes out, and the red dress flutters and blows snow on its shoulders.

The snow seemed to be dyed into two colors by the sword, life and death, yin and yang, one black and one hundred.

Like thousands of chess pieces attacking Liu Yihan in front of him.

After walking in the northwest, and wandering around the rivers and lakes, it's not like he hasn't made any progress at all.

He was once the most romantic in the world, but now he has achieved it.

"Scatter!" Liu Yihan swung the sword in his hand, a sword energy seemed to roar like a dragon and a tiger, and the flying snow melted away as if it had encountered a warm sun.

Pulled around and moved the whole body.

After one move, the figures of both of them disappeared in place, and in the blink of an eye, only a silver light suddenly appeared, and fire radiated everywhere.

The sound of jingling kept ringing in the arena.

The eyes of the watching young man were hot, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Good swordsmanship!"

"Your Highness, why can't I see anything?" the 'fool' scratched his head and said, he only saw figures, and the rest were firelight.

"Idiot." The young man cursed, without further explanation, he had to take a good look at these two people.

There are six sects in the world today, when did such a powerful young man emerge.

The sword intent of life and death continuously surrounds the arena, penetrates into the sword, and penetrates into the heart even more, the place where the sword intent of life and death is strong is shocking, the sword intent exists in the sword of life and death, and is strong in the spirit.

This is a different way. There are many ways to go in the way of swordsmanship. This life-and-death sword intent is rare in a hundred years. Even Jiang He at the beginning only understood half of it.

As Zhang Bo said, the future can be expected.

"The sword intent of life and death is a bit eye-catching." Jiang He smacked his lips. He hadn't figured out the sword intent of life for so many years, but this junior has almost comprehended most of it now. Such understanding is rare.

"Envious?" Zhang Ming smiled.

"That's not true." Jiang He sighed: "The sword intent is connected with the sword heart. Only people are suitable for the sword intent, but there is no saying that the sword intent is suitable for people. There is no choice."

Zhang Ming paused, thinking that it was indeed true.

I also understood this at the beginning, so I gave up those three strands of Taoism.

Everyone in the audience stared at the constantly flickering figure on the ring.

It would be a pity to miss a bit of this kind of competition, and the rare scene became quiet.

The other three people in the arena explained that watching this scene, they had mixed feelings in their hearts. If they had such a superb sword technique and sword intent, if they were the three of them, they would probably be defeated within a few moves.

The strength of this Xi Lei is really ridiculously high.