The old ancestor's painting style is always wrong

Although another person far away in Kunlun also received Shen Zhongyu's letter, he was not so surprised. In his heart, Mr. Shen was omnipotent.Zhang Zhihe folded the letter, put it away, got up and went out to walk the sword all the way, feeling that his mind has been settled, Mr. is fine, so I can rest assured, the three month period is coming tomorrow, it is time to tell the master.

Chu Fengge saw the little apprentice who was kneeling in front of him, thought of what he said just now, "I am willing to try the sword", and said, "You have already made up your mind."

Zhang Zhihe did not return to the previous weak state, but said solemnly and firmly: "Yes."

"Do you know what the consequences will be?"

"I know." Zhang Zhihe said, "Those who can't come out to test the way of the sword will be transformed into sword spirits."

"Your lifespan is less than a hundred years old, so there is no need to take such a risk."

Zhang Zhihe said, "Disciple, this is the time when your mind is clear. If you don't fight at this time, when will it be?! Waiting for the time to pass, will the sword accumulate dust? If you assimilate with the sword, it will be a good result." The tone is sonorous and loud.

Chu Fengge took a deep look at him, and said, "I was wrong. Since you have made up your mind, then go." "Here." Zhang Zhihe saluted Chu Fengge again, got up and retreated slowly. Down.

As soon as Zhang Zhihe left, Luluo came in and said, "Oh, Mr. Lang didn't stop Erlang either. Mr. Shen is here and wants to see Erlang. Maybe Erlang won't go."

Chu Fengge took a look at Luluo, shook his head, and said, "Just find someone to bring Shen Zhongyu to Azhi, so why bother talking." I know my apprentice, he is determined, how can he be easily influenced by others?Chu Fengge thought with some pride that Shen Zhongyu came here just to see each other again.On the road of sword cultivation, if you meet on a narrow road, the brave will win.

As soon as Shen Zhongyu arrived in Kunlun and posted a post, he was invited in, but instead of going to Chaoyang Peak, he was taken to the Sword Discourse Arena by the Enlightened Beast.Halfway through the walk, he felt something was wrong, and while pressing the enlightened beast's head with one hand, he asked in a cold tone, "Where is this going?"

The enlightened beast said: "Mr. Zhang is going to try the sword, Master Chu asked you to meet him. Naturally, we have to go to the Sword Discourse Arena." Shen Zhongyu couldn't help being anxious when he heard the word "sword test". Hearing how fierce the sword test road is, he hurriedly asked, "Why is he going?"

How did the enlightened beast know, and after a few casual sentences, he was shouted, "Go quickly."

"No need, that mountain in front is it." Just as Kaiming finished speaking, he saw a white rainbow flying away from the sky, and the person on him had disappeared.

As soon as he landed on the Sword Discourse Arena, Shen Zhongyu looked up and saw the tall pavilion under the heavy snow dancing all over the sky. He thought to himself, it should be the Sword Pavilion, then after the Sword Pavilion, it should be the way to try the sword.As soon as he was about to step forward, the guards stepped forward and asked, "Who is here?"

Shen Zhongyu thought that this was Kunlun, so he reluctantly endured it, and said, "I'm here to look for Zhang Zhihe in Chaoyang Peak, may I ask where he is?" The two looked at each other, and wanted to ask again, but they heard a sentence from behind: " Mr. Shen, you are here." Although the tone was suppressed, it was hard to hide the excitement.

They looked at the man again, only to see that he was already looking up behind him as if he was completely stunned.They hurriedly looked back, and saw the master and uncle of the golden core stage who had just entered the sword pavilion today to take a bath and change clothes, and was about to try the sword path, but they dispersed to let them talk.

Shen Zhongyu looked at Zhang Zhihe, who was dressed in a white Taoist robe and wearing a lotus crown, slowly walking towards him, how could he still hold back, he stepped forward and hugged him in his arms, and whispered in his ear: "It was my fault, I shouldn't have sent you back to Kunlun. But don't be angry with me."

Zhang Zhihe was suddenly embraced by him, he was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "I'm not angry." "Then why did you take the sword test?"

"Does sir think I am angry because of this? No, if sir thinks so, I will be angry."

"Azhi, I..."

But Zhang Zhihe cut off his words and said, "I can't say enough, sir, and wait until I finish, okay?" "Okay. Tell me."

Zhang Zhihe looked around and saw a bamboo forest surrounded by a pavilion on a distant mountain peak outside the Jiange, he said: "Let's talk about where, it's better not to block the way."

"En." Shen Zhongyu replied, and began to think about how to persuade Zhang Zhihe not to try the sword.

Going to the mountain pavilion, the two sat down facing each other.Shen Zhongyu had also prepared, and was about to speak, but saw Zhang Zhihe made a quiet gesture, so he had to shut up again.

Zhang Zhihe said: "When I received Mr.'s letter, I felt that my heart was settled, and it was time to forge ahead, so I had to give it a try in the sword test. It's about cultivation, how can I be angry?"" Why the rush?"

"It's what I did in my generation to act bravely and diligently like walking on thin ice! What's the rush?" "During this journey, have you ever encountered less ordeal? With me, experience is indispensable." " I can't always be under Mr.'s care."

"My pleasure."

"I don't want to." Zhang Zhihe said, "I know that Mr. has the intention of defending, and there is nothing wrong with it. But it is also true that my cultivation base is insufficient, and I should realize my shame and move forward. The road is difficult, and the heart of the Tao is weak. .Although I am good by Mr.'s side, I always feel that I lack courage."

After saying this, what Shen Zhongyu wanted to say stopped abruptly, but he just looked at Zhang Zhihe fixedly, opened his mouth and wanted to say more.

But Zhang Zhihe, who was sitting on his knees, straightened up at once, then bowed down and said: "Mr. Wang agrees."

Shen Zhongyu looked down at the plain clothes with lotus crowns, the wide sleeves spread all over the floor, and he couldn't utter all kinds of persuasion words. He should have known how stubborn and persistent Zhang Zhihe was under his gentleness and obedience, just like his Swords are generally indestructible.

He finally shook Zhang Zhihe's hand and said, "Why are you so formal between us?"

Hearing this, Zhang Zhihe got up and said: "So, Mr. agrees." Then he turned his head to the side, quite lively, and said: "I'm afraid I'm too careless, and my mind will be lazy." Shen Zhongyu smiled. Said: "If you are really lazy, that's fine." After finishing speaking, he turned over, and Jingshan sword appeared, he wiped the sword, retracted the imprint of spiritual consciousness inside, handed it to Zhang Zhihe and said: "Take it .” As the branding disappeared, the Jingshan Sword, which was already quite spiritual, trembled and let out a mournful cry.

Zhang Zhihe pressed his hand and said: "This is the Jingshan sword." You actually want to give me your saber.

Shen Zhongyu said with a smile: "Swords have been sharpened for many years, and they have beheaded countless people. Can you be driven by presenting it to the king today?"

Zhang Zhihe felt the sword in his hand, although it was cold, it still carried the warmth of his body, his heart was shocked, and he said: "If the person making the sword is different from the front and back, and the breath is mixed, it may hinder the sword."

When Shen Zhongyu heard this, he was very sad and couldn't help but twitched his mouth, saying: "It's just the two of us, our breaths blend together, it's fine."

Hearing this, Zhang Zhihe blushed slightly, put away his sword and said, "Then I will take my leave." After saying that, he got up, turned around and left.

Shen Zhongyu couldn't help but also stood up, stretched out his hand to hold him back, but in the end he couldn't hold back, and watched the man go further and further away.

The mountain road is lingering, people's shadows are swaying, rain and snow are falling, and the flowers are white, gradually disappearing.Shen Zhongyu's eyesight is very good, watching Zhang Zhihe walk through the bamboo grove, walk up the mountain path, walk over the stone steps, and walk into the sword pavilion, then slumped to the side, leaning on the pillars around the pavilion before standing Straightening up, I couldn't stop regretting in my heart, thinking that I counted his firmness correctly, but I miscalculated his firmness and courage. Although his cultivation base is insufficient, he is unwilling to show weakness to others.

He watched it like this for half a day, until Lu Wenhe came to look for him.When Lu Wenhe saw Shen Zhongyu, who was almost buried in the snow in the Independence Mountain Classic, he was also startled, and stepped forward and said, "Master Shen, who is this?"

Shen Zhongyu glanced at him, without any intention of being polite, just said: "I'm leaving now, please speak to Master Chu for me." After finishing speaking, he brushed off the snow on his body, turned around and left with cupped hands.

Lu Wenhe originally wanted to keep him, but seeing that he was in a bad mood, he let him go. He looked back at Jiange Weiwei, and thought in his heart that the younger brother must be fine, but then he thought, the younger brother is a genius, It will be all right.After thinking about it, he still told the gatekeeper: "If you have any news, report it to me quickly."

Shen Zhongyu walked out of Kunlun with a bit of dejection, but when he returned to Jinyong City, he was already armed. Seeing the people who heard the news and wanted to surround him, he raised his eyebrows and showed a mocking provocation. I laughed, just when I was in a bad mood, someone came to die!

Just when they were about to make a move, their bodies suddenly froze, and they rolled in a circle involuntarily. Shen Zhongyu barely held on, and raised his head to look at the sky, but in the direction of Kunlun, the sun was setting and the sky was full of clouds. There was a cold snort, and then a stern female voice, "Wars are not allowed in Jinyong City, what are you going to do?"

When everyone heard this, they were too frightened to struggle any longer, and said again and again: "I respect Master Du's orders."

Shen Zhongyu heard it from the side, and knew that it was Du Qiuniang, another true soul-transformer of the Kunlun Immortal Sect, Huijian Wuxian, no wonder no one dared to refute it.

If it is said that among the Kunlun Immortal Sect, the three great gods, Gu Liangzhang, the full beetle guarding the sea of ​​flowers in Langhuan, is gentle and elegant, not good at fighting, but just guarding the sect's classics and not caring about world affairs; while Huijian Wuxian Du Qiuniang is as fierce as fire, Chu Fengge, the Immortal in the Cloud, is the youngest, but the highest in cultivation, and cold and withdrawn by nature.

Shen Zhongyu thought that Zhang Zhihe was lying in his arms and said these things, so he couldn't help feeling a pain in his heart. He looked back at those who were still following him, and thought, that's all, I will save face for Kunlun Xianzong and give it to him as well. Make a name for yourself, don't make it difficult for Ah Zhi.

The people behind saw that Shen Zhongyu had disappeared in a blink of an eye, looked at each other in blank dismay, and had to leave for the time being.