Me and my Jianghu Tavern

Zhang Ming once said that there are two swords left, and this last sword is left.

"The sword just now should have a name." Dugu Yefa asked.

Zhang Ming replied: "Jianghu."

This sword is called Jianghu, which is what he got from walking in this world.

Although, he still didn't understand what Jianghu was.

But if it is clear, then it is not a world.

"Very good." Dugu Ye agreed.

It has a good name, and it is not a disgrace to this sword, he is very satisfied.

Dugu Ye was silent for a while, and then said: "However, this sword should still improve."

Zhang Ming shook his head and said, "I don't know, if I say yes, then there is, if not, then there is no."

Dugu Ye nodded slightly, what he said was right.

Whether it can be realized is just a matter of one thought, but it is not easy, otherwise, why have only a few sword immortals appeared in this world for a hundred years.

Zhang Ming took half a step forward and said, "Senior, there is this last sword. If I take it, I will lose."

"Good." Dugu Ye lifted the sword and became serious.

As soon as the voice fell, the top of Yanshan became quiet.

Feixue paused, and everyone's breathing slowed down, as if infected by the atmosphere on the stage, they didn't dare to let out a breath.

"Nizi." Jiang He looked at Su Tan'er and said, "We have to step back."

"Isn't that enough?" Su Tan'er hugged Xiao Qi, a little puzzled, after all, they were far away from here.

Jiang He shook his head and said, "Not enough."

He had a hunch that the next two swords...

This is not a joke.

Chapter 400: Sword Immortal Representing an Era

People in this world are mere mortals no matter what, but the two swords on the top of Yanshan Mountain have already subverted the concept of martial arts in this world.

Even... It can no longer be described by pure swordsmanship.

Many years later, when Jiang He talked about Yanshan's two swords, he still felt a little unreal.

The snow on the top of Yanshan Mountain stopped again and again. This is probably the only time since the Yanshan Sword Tower really melted the snow. Before the sword came out, the people watching had retreated.

Of the two people on that stage, one is the first swordsman in the Jianghu, surnamed Dugu, with a single name of Ye, and the other is the swordsman who broke the palace gate alone, surnamed Zhang, with a single inscription , rumor has it that it is nothing more than a small tavern keeper.

But what these two people represent is the upper limit of swordsmanship in this world.

"Here we come..." Jiang He narrowed his eyes.

The sword comes out and the sword falls, but in an instant.

Sword intent has reached its peak.

Dugu Ye walked a lonely road. When the sword intent unfolded, he felt that the top of Yanshan Mountain was a little colder, but Zhang Ming's sword intent was somewhat incomprehensible.

Like all living beings, there are joys, anger, sorrows and joys in the sword intent. There are also people and things, like everything in this world. If you really want to talk about it, you can't tell what the sword intent is.

The two swords came out immediately, and the situation turned pale.

"Om."

Everyone saw only the flashing sword light, and was dazzled by the sword light.

Jiang He didn't even blink his eyes, but tears came from the sword light.

He saw the peerless two swords.

This was a height that Jiang He had never dared to imagine. He was not intoxicated in the way of swordsmanship, but spent half his life carrying swords behind his back. After seeing these two swords, he was still very excited.

Just for a moment.

The snow on the entire Yanshan Mountain has melted...

The sword intent permeated the Yanshan Mountain and never dissipated.

Tianhe 24 years, the sixth day of February.

On the top of Yanshan Mountain, Zhang Ming, the raccoon cat, stepped half a step into the realm of the sword fairy, and no one dared to cross it. The sword fairy Dugu Ye appeared on the sword mountain. , Dugu Ye, the sword fairy, called it not bad.

The two played against each other, and the remaining sword slashed through the sky and the earth. The snow accumulated in Yanshan Mountain for many years turned into a stream, flowing down, and everything rejuvenated.

With the sword closed, Dugu Ye said, "Does this sword have a name?"

Zhang Ming only answered two words: "The world of mortals."

So far, there is one more sword fairy in this rivers and lakes, who has not become a sword fairy, but has already won the name of a sword fairy, named Hongchen.

The sword intent permeated Yanshan Mountain for ten days, and not a single snowflake fell in ten days.

.........

After the Yanshan Sword Trial ended, there was another turmoil in the world. The most noteworthy thing was the contest between the sword immortals on the top of Yanshan Mountain. People who came down from Yanshan Mountain were asked by others how elegant the two swords were, but they couldn't answer them.

Without him, you can't understand, let alone see.

Some people said that the two of them had given up their efforts. If not, the entire Yanshan Mountain would probably cease to exist. It was passed around, but no one could explain it.

Inside Chang'an City.

In the attic above the theatrical building, Gu Qingshan sorted out the news from the rivers and lakes these days, holding the bamboo slips in his hand, but he was fascinated by them.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple..." Gu Qingshan thought.

What is written on this bamboo slip is what I saw and heard about Yanshan's sword test a few days ago, and most of them are described very clearly, but the things about the Hongchen Sword Immortal are vaguely written, and I can't find any useful things.

Gu Qingshan got up and went down to the attic.

Someone was singing on the stage downstairs, and the audience was full of people drinking tea and shaking their heads with the sound of the play, saying hello from time to time.

Gu Qingshan came to the place where 'Mr.' was, and sat down on the side seat.

The gentleman under the mask glanced sideways and asked, "But have you finished reading it all?"

Gu Qingshan shook his head and asked: "Qingshan is puzzled."

"Ask," said Mr.

"The matter of the sword fairy in the world of mortals..."

The master waved his hand, interrupted Gu Qingshan, and said: "Having been here for half a year, you must have seen most of the world's affairs, right?"

Gu Qingshan shook his head and said: "No sir, half of them don't."

"It's nothing." The gentleman waved his hands and smiled, and said, "Dugu Ye, how much can you check?"

Gu Qingshan paused, he seemed to have found the problem.

"It's good to understand." The gentleman sipped his tea and said, "There are so many things in this world that we can't write them on paper, but there are some things that we can't record. Bai Xiaosheng is all over the world, but if you want to stay out of it, you must Pay attention to some things, don't memorize all the things related to the fate of the country, and don't memorize all the things related to the land immortals..."

"Is this why the writing is ambiguous." Gu Qingshan muttered, he raised his head and asked, "What happened that day?"

"Want to know?" Mr. laughed.

"Zhang Ming is old with me, so I want to know."

"No wonder." The gentleman thought that Gu Qingshan is not usually a person who is easy to ask the truth, but if he is an old friend, it is understandable.

"I'll just tell you. In fact, the two of them were not tied at all, but Dugu Ye was even better..."

Zhang Ming stepped into Sword Immortal with only half a step, although it was half a step, compared with the real Sword Immortal, it was more than a little worse, but the result recorded on the bamboo slips was a tie.

Gu Qingshan listened to the gentleman's eloquence, but his expression became more and more worried.

During the sword test that day, Zhang Ming swung the sword Hongchen.

This sword is enlightened from all living beings, it is his own sword, and all kinds of life are in this sword. Such a sword technique can be called the pinnacle of the world.

If Yan Bei'an was in front, there might still be a tie, but it's a different story if it's Dugu Ye who came.

Dugu Sword Fairy represents not only swordsmanship, but an era...

An era in which sword immortals ruled, and this era was created by him, Dugu Ye.

"Many years ago, Dugu Yejian opened the Wei River, do you know how?"

Gu Qingshan was a little confused, and said nonsense: "Cut it open?"

"Dugu Ye just stretched out a finger, and the Weishui was cut open. It's not difficult, but what I don't understand is that the Weishui was blocked by the side, and Dugu Ye walked across it with his legs. What he stepped on was the mud and sand in the Wei River."

Gu Qingshan's lips parted slightly, apparently in disbelief.

"Don't doubt it, it's true, it's just that it hasn't been written down, and even if it's written down, not many people would believe it." The gentleman sighed, if he didn't see it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe it.

"When I found out that Dugu Ye had gone to Yanshan, I almost guessed the result, but what I didn't expect was that a person like Dugu Ye could actually talk about human feelings."

For Zhang Ming today, even if he tried his best, he was still no match for Dugu Ye.

After the sword came out that day, Zhang Ming's right hand tendon was severed, but Dugu Ye was fine. Zhang Ming was undoubtedly defeated.

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Chapter 401: Fifty Great Dao, Forty Nine Tian Yan

Country lane, drizzle.

The vegetation on both sides of the road is swaying, and they are all bent over by the rain. When driving past the long pavilion, the road changes. There are differences, but they are also the same.

Suddenly there was a tavern on the side of the road, the man got off his horse, took off his coir raincoat, and walked into the tavern with a sleeping white cat in his arms.

Monk Nian'an who was sitting at the counter reading a book raised his head, but smiled slightly.

"Are you back?" Monk Nian'an said to the man.

With his right arm hanging down, Zhang Ming smiled wryly and said, "Come back and have a look."

Monk Nian'an nodded slightly, looked at what Zhang Ming was carrying on his back, and said with a little surprise: "I actually asked you to take out this sword."

Zhang Ming stretched out his left hand and took off the things wrapped in cloth behind him.

"What's so good about this sword? Why does everyone want it?" Zhang Ming wondered.

Speaking of this sword, it really has a lot to do with it.

In order to guard the sword, the Yanshan Sword Tower became the tomb of the swordsman. For hundreds of years, countless kendo masters guarded the sword until it turned into a pile of loess.

But when Zhang Ming saw the sword, he didn't think there was anything powerful about it.

Monk Nian'an lifted the wrapping cloth, held the sword in his hand, and said: "After the pre-Qin period, only seven tenths of the human emperor's dragon aura was left, but a hundred years ago, the world was in chaos again, and the imperial power was in dispute. The remaining seven points of luck have been divided by another three points in the troubled times."

"No wonder..."

Only then did Zhang Ming understand why the old man insisted on taking down the sword.

This kind of luck is mysterious and mysterious. Back then when Emperor Qin unified the countries, scattered luck could be gathered, but if it was dispersed, the world would have opportunities to take advantage of it. However, in the past few hundred years, six tenths of it has dispersed.

So, is Kong Yue still doing it for the stability of the world?

"This sword has been in Yanshan for a hundred years. Even the master of the demon sect dare not take it. The shopkeeper is very skilled. How did you get it? Let me tell the little monk."

"It's not that I want to take it, but someone begged me to take it."

On that day, Zhang Ming tried his best. Although he was defeated, Dugu Ye didn't make any heavy moves. He just broke a tendon in his hand. After that, Dugu Ye left.

In the past years, only the head of the sword in Yanshan's sword test can be seen in the sword tower. There is no doubt that Dugu Ye is the head of the sword this time, but he gave up and gave up this opportunity to Zhang Ming. At that time, Zhang Ming clearly felt that Dugu Ye paused for a few seconds before changing his mind. He would not believe that there was no shadow of Kong Yue behind this incident.

"The shopkeeper guessed right, it is true."

"you know?"

Monk Nian'an smiled and did not answer.

Zhang Ming took a look at him, thinking that this strange monk was still talking about it.