Reborn and die without regret

The people who attended the banquet from all walks of life at that time were all amazing and talented people. How could they be willing to be killed like this? They joined hands to fight a bloody road and fought with the imperial court officers and soldiers. 3000 people, these 5000 people, how can they defeat the imperial court's 8000 troops?

But the seniors also know this truth, but those who have achieved something will easily refuse to admit defeat. Since there is a dead end, it is natural that death will not make the enemy feel better, so they all passed on their life skills to the people at the time. Zhong Gan, the master of the Limen Gate, and Zhang Qifa, the ancestor of your grand master.

Afterwards, the martial arts of these two people rose to an unprecedented level, but they could only hold on for a stick of incense.With the improvement of the skills of the two, the sword intent they already possessed has also become stronger, and they have achieved the supreme sword intent.

Slashing out with a sword, destroying the world, the terrifying aura broke the heart of the court majesty, after your master Zhang Qifa beheaded the enemy's head with a sword, the court army was defeated, and was finally wiped out by the troops of the various sects who came here There were only 5000 men left, forcing them to flee in a hurry.

While escaping, a young general of the imperial court was captured. After interrogation, he learned that the imperial court wanted Li Men to be the court's running dog. From time to time, he started to wipe out all the heroes and heroes from all walks of life. This is also the purpose of trying to give people in the world a warning.But he didn't want to be defeated by people in the rivers and lakes.

From then on, as long as people in the Jianghu martial arts knew about anyone who colluded with the imperial court, they would be killed without hesitation.

But this is not the point I want to tell you, what I want to talk about is the consequences of this incident. "

When he said this, he picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and moistened his throat.

Seeing this question, Siyi asked, "Consequences?"

Nangong Liange put down his teacup and replied:

"Yes, the consequences. After this incident, Emperor Yong'an, the then emperor, learned that only 5000 of the [-] troops returned to Beijing, so he became ill and died. At that time, his younger brother, King Duan, became emperor. Emperor Jiayong.

When the martial arts sects thought that Emperor Jiayong would avenge Emperor Yong'an, they didn't expect that the court at that time had already been frightened by the strength of the martial arts people, so they dared to take revenge.

Then they made an agreement with the martial arts sect that the imperial court and the martial arts world would not interfere with each other, so the martial arts people can live freely today.

But none of the people who attended the banquet survived, including your Grand Master Uncle and Zhong Gan.

The passing of these people also took away the martial arts inheritance.Since then, no one can comprehend the word "intelligence", no matter whether it is sword intent or sword intent.

I've said so much, can you understand what I'm trying to do? "

After he finished speaking, he looked at Siyi with gentle and tolerant eyes.

Siyi heard him ask this question, and after a little thought, he understood the key point, "Uncle Master wants me to understand the power and importance of sword intent. All martial arts sects want to know how and how I understand sword intent ,Yeah?"

Nangong Liange nodded immediately, with a very tolerant and generous smile.

Siyi knew that his guess was right, "Then according to my uncle, what should I do?"

Nangong Liange sighed, looking at Siyi with guilt, "Anyway, Uncle Master doesn't want you to hand over the fruit of your hard work to others, but if you don't give it to others, you may offend various sects. I have already put forward conditions to them, let them How do you feel about taking out the benefits and recommending you as the leader of the martial arts alliance three years later?" Although he asked a question, he didn't give Siyi a chance to answer, and continued:

"If you don't want to, Nanyang Sword Sect will protect you even if it is against the world."

After he finished speaking, Siyi was shocked.He didn't expect Nangong Liange to treat him like this, "But..."

Before Siyi finished speaking, Nangong Liange said again:

"You don't have to worry, I have already discussed it with your master. Now I want to ask your opinion, Yurong, are you willing to be my adopted son? As long as you are my adopted son, I have reason to protect you. I am with your master, and others dare not ask you to do anything?"

He smiled, but this time it was a bit bitter.He finally said such a thing, he had decided long ago to accept Siyi as his adopted son.But every time the words came to my lips, I couldn't say them.

It wasn't that he was dissatisfied with Siyi, but that he had another feeling in his heart, so he couldn't say it out, but he finally said it, but he also understood what his unspeakable feeling for Siyi was.When he understood, his heart began to throb, but he couldn't show it.

He was still smiling, but felt as if blood was dripping from his heart!Forget it, since he said it out, let this feeling go away with the wind!

As he thought about it, he heard Siyi say:

"Master's uncle's kindness, Yurong accepts it, but Yurong can't agree to his master's kindness and become his adopted son, so please don't blame him!"

After Siyi finished speaking, Nangong Liange was still in a daze, but Yan Changle frowned and asked, "Why don't you accept it?"

Nangong Liange also came back to his senses, looked at Siyi and asked:

"Exactly. Can Yu Rong tell Master Uncle why?"

Si Yi smiled slightly and said:

"I know what Master Uncle is worried about, and Yurong won't make things difficult for you."

Nangong Liange and Yan Changle looked at each other, and both sighed, Yan Changle smiled slightly, but there was a bit of bitterness in the smile, "Siyi, you are always so sensible." So sensible that I can't do anything for you.Yan Changle did not say the latter sentence.

"Since that's the case, Yurong, did you agree to the previous conditions?" Nangong Liange asked.

Siyi shakes his head:

"Forget about being the leader of the martial arts alliance. Yurong thinks that she is ignorant and incompetent. Yurong only hopes that the factions will agree to do something for me that does not violate morality."

Nangong Liange frowned and asked, "Are there any other requirements?"

Si Yi shook his head and said:

"There is another requirement. The sword intent is very mysterious, and it cannot be expressed in writing. If you want to know, each sect must send people to learn from me."

Nangong Liange laughed after hearing this, his eyes were tolerant and generous, "You have restricted a lot of people's chances to learn sword intent. It's a good idea to make these people feel uncomfortable and make them feel grateful to you. So, Uncle Master will send a message to them for you!"

Siyi shook him and laughed. For the first time, there was a little shyness in the smile, "Then there will be Mr. Lao!"

After he finished speaking, Nangong Liange shook his head, "It's not a big deal! You two masters and apprentices have something to say, so I won't disturb you." After speaking, he got up and left.

Walking on the road, even though Nangong Liange was happy, he was also melancholy. Siyi rejected his proposal. He should have been unhappy, but in fact he was very happy. Let him be unable to suppress.

But today his proposal was rejected by Siyi, but if Siyi knew his own thoughts in the future, he would doubt whether he had any selfish intentions when he proposed to accept him as a foster son.

Thinking of this, he ruthlessly suppressed the crazily growing feelings in his heart, and smiled wryly.It seems that this feeling shouldn't appear, and don't let anyone know, especially Siyi.As he thought about it, bitterness filled his heart.

After Nangong Liange left, Yan Changle said:

"Siyi and master play a game of chess."

Siyi nodded and sat down opposite Yan Changle.

Siyi held the black stones, Yan Changle held the white stones, Yan Changle let Siyi take three steps, Siyi didn't refuse, and started to play, Yan Changle landed one stone and said:

"Siyi, can you tell me why you rejected your uncle's proposal just now?"

Siyi listened, the hand that dropped the chess paused, but quickly recovered, and dropped a chess piece, but frowned, as if he was not satisfied with the move just made.Then he stretched his brows and said:

"Tu'er recently encountered a trouble, and I don't want too many people to be implicated by me."

This time it was Yan Changle's turn to have a meal, but he quickly said:

"Since it's a trouble, just say it and let the teacher solve it for you, or is this trouble, the teacher can't solve it?"

After he finished speaking, he made another move, which was so exciting that Siyi frowned and thought about how to solve it.Then Siyi frowned, and after a while, he replied:

"I have a sense of proportion in this matter. I want to solve it myself, and I hope the master will not interfere."

If Yan Changle died because of him again, Siyi would really have to bear the blame.So he will try not to let Yan Changle get involved in his affairs.

Thinking of this, Yan Changle fell down again and said:

"Since this is the case, I will not intervene, but if it can't be solved, I will tell my teacher." He paused, "If it is because you are afraid of causing trouble for me, then my teacher will tell you now, if I, Yan Changle, am afraid of trouble , not worthy of being a teacher, to be your master."

His face was calm and smiling all the time, but what he said surprised Siyi, did the master know what he was doing?

However, his face was still as calm as water, and with the sunspot on his hand, he fought Yan Changle's Baizi again, "Yes, if one day, this disciple can't solve the trouble, I will ask the master to help." He smiled relieved after speaking.

Seeing this, Yan Changle's smile deepened, and he said:

"It's so good!" Looking at the steering wheel, the white piece in his hand dropped, and said:

"You lost Siyi."

Siyi also looked at the chessboard, Yan Changle's hand didn't move away, indicating to look at the chess pieces he dropped, but Siyi only saw his slender jade hands, how could they be so beautiful?Siyi thought in his heart.

He looked up and smiled, and said:

"I admit defeat in this round, but my mind was a little confused just now, please master to play another round with my apprentice." There is a sense of reluctance to admit defeat, but it makes Siyi feel a little young.

Yan Changle smiled brightly and said:

"it is good."

Then the two began to play chess, Siyi picked up a chess piece and put it down, as soon as the chess piece fell, there was smoke everywhere on the chessboard, the sound of killing shook the sky, there was a burst of swords, lights and swords, and after a while, gunpowder smoke billowed and blood flowed into rivers.Gentlemen have nothing to fight, but at this moment the two have launched a life-and-death struggle.

The two came and went, and finally Siyi fell down. After a bloody fight, the winner was finally decided. Siyi said:

"Master, it's my apprentice who won this time." He said, wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked up and saw Yan Changle smiling, gentle and doting, he looked at Siyi calmly, and said:

"I lost because of my teacher." Hearing Yan Changle admit defeat, he couldn't feel Yan Changle's feeling of depression. It seemed that winning or losing was meaningless to him. In his eyes, there was always only one person in his heart. It is Siyi.

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