old man in white

"Both of you don't have spells, so choose one among the swords of the masters of the past. These swords are ancient and have spiritual energy. Holding them and meeting the demons is better than bare hands."

"Thank you Master Feng."

Lin Fan bowed to Feng Buwei, because Lin Fan knew that the swords of the previous masters were regarded as sacred objects by Zhengyimen, and they were never taken out easily, let alone used by others.Feng, who has always regarded the door as his life, is not willing to let them pick up the sword, he must have made a lot of determination.Lin Fan thought: Since he was An Buli in his last life, then he should continue to use An Buli's saber.Unexpectedly, Tang Ling walked to the wooden frame one step ahead of Lin Fan, and chose the saber of Anbuli without hesitation among the sixteen swords.Lin Fan was a little startled,

"Tang Ling, why did you choose this one? This one looks the most common."

"Simplicity is beauty, do you know that?"

Lin Fan "..."

Tang Ling chose this sword because he felt that the sword was inexplicably familiar. When he looked carefully, he saw the circles of dark red lines wrapped around the hilt... Some inexplicable images lingered in his mind again.

"The sword you carry is so long!" Li Lingjun exclaimed.

"Is there? I have been used to it for so many years. Because there are all male disciples on the mountain, the swords are also designed according to men's sabers. For me, it may be a little longer." The little Taoist explained.

"It turns out that you are the only woman on the mountain. No wonder I thought you were a man at first sight!"

The little Taoist smiled awkwardly when he heard it,

"But my senior brothers are very kind to me, especially the second senior brother. This sword was specially chosen for me by the second senior brother."

"But this sword looks so ordinary. You used this ordinary sword to save me just now."

"Practicality is the key. You don't need flashy things to fight."

"It's your sword after all. It doesn't matter if you don't have any decorations."

After speaking, Li Lingjun saw a small stall selling decorations on Chang'an Avenue.

"Hey, little Taoist, come here."

The little Taoist led the horse and followed Li Lingjun to the small stall.

"What are you doing?"

"Of course it is to add some decorations to your sword."

The little Taoist saw a dazzling array of ornaments on the stall, such as jade pendants, sword tassels, satin sword cases...

"Forget it, it will be inconvenient to add these things in the future." The little Taoist didn't want to be entangled with these accessories in a mess when he drew his sword in the future.

"I know this will make it inconvenient for you to use the sword, so..." Li Lingjun opened his left hand,

"How about this red thread?"

Looking at the bright red line on Li Lingjun's hand, the little Taoist couldn't help feeling dizzy.

"Where is this... going to be tied?"

Li Lingjun didn't answer the little Taoist's question, but smiled, revealing two big dimples.Seeing Li Lingjun's smile, the little Taoist felt that the snow on Xianyang Street had melted.

"Old man, how much is this?" Li Lingjun asked the stall owner.

"Girl, you only need three pennies."

"Wow, it's really cheap." Li Lingjun took out 20 taels of gold from his pocket...

"Hey, girl, this gold, alas, small business can't be found. It depends on which family you must be the daughter of a big family. Thanks to you for taking care of the business, this red thread will be given to you."

"How can this work! You should pay for things. Just wait, I'll go and exchange gold for copper coins."

Li Lingjun turned around and was about to leave, but the little Taoist stopped her,

"Hey, forget it. My sword doesn't need accessories." The little Taoist thought that if all the gold was exchanged for copper coins, wouldn't it be necessary to rent a bullock cart to pull it over...

"You saved my life. It's right to buy something. Although it's worthless, I still want to give it to you."

"Hey, don't change money."

Then, the little Taoist took out the only three Wen coins from his pocket,

"Here you are, old man."

"I gave it to you, how can I ask you to pay for it!"

"It's okay, I have received your wish." The little Taoist smiled warmly.

On Xianyang Street

The little Taoist tied the horse to the post, and then sat on the steps with Li Lingjun.

"Give me your sword."

"No need." The little Taoist was still "struggling" at the end

"No!" Seeing that the little Taoist priest refused to take off his sword, Li Lingjun directly pulled the sword out from behind the little Taoist priest.

"Be careful! Don't get hurt!" the little Taoist exclaimed.

"Don't worry, it's alright."

Li Lingjun put the sword horizontally on his lap, then held the hilt with one hand and the red thread with the other, and wrapped the red thread around the hilt round and round.Seeing Li Lingjun's serious appearance, the little Taoist didn't stop him anymore, and let Li Lingjun play tricks on him.The little Taoist did not expect that the red thread was not removed until the day he died.