[Comprehensive] Ask the wine fairy

20 years ago, Xue Yiren had not yet achieved the reputation of "the best sword in the world". Like many young swordsmen, he honed his swordsmanship every day and strived to one day be able to beat the fourteen states with a sword!

The realm once reached by the sword demon Dugu Qiubai is still respected by sword practitioners like Xue Yiren. He hopes that one day he can also walk the road and be invincible in the world!

However, Xue Yiren did not have this opportunity.

20 years ago, there were countless masters in the rivers and lakes. They practiced palms, fists, and even such strange martial arts as the Great Wisdom Finger, but they lacked the sword that ranked first in the weapon list!

It was a barren martial arts forest for swordsmen, a rivers and lakes where all schools flourished but one sword plum was missing.

It's a pity that Xue Yiren can only vent his anger in his practice every day, and he has accumulated a lot of fame without knowing it.

But it's not enough, the distance from becoming famous all over the world in one fell swoop, forming a general effect, just because of my own incompetence at this time!

Xue Yiren is waiting, waiting for an opportunity to make everyone in the world remember him.

When the Famous Swords List sent him an invitation, he knew his chance had come.

Although it was a gathering that was born out of nowhere, and although it had disappeared hundreds of years before that, it didn't matter. Where there are swordsmiths, there are swordsmen, and where there are people, there are disputes.

Xue Yiren regards this as an opportunity not to be missed!

With lofty ambitions in mind, he came to the place on the invitation.

When he arrived, many people had already arrived. Compared with everyone else, he arrived neither early nor late.

Looking around, Xue Yiren found many young swordsmen like himself.

Their expressions may be disturbed or flamboyant, but without exception, they hope that they can be valued by the swordsmith, so that they can present their own famous weapons.

Xue Yiren was also one of them, so when he was selected by a swordsmith, he couldn't bear the joy and went with him to meet the famous swordsman.

In all fairness, the work that the sword master brought out was indeed an outstanding sword weapon, much better than the one he used on his waist.

Whether it is the sharpness of the sword edge or the quality of the flame iron used to make the sword, it can be seen that the sword master is full of hard work, so he can only look forward to the next "Sword Appreciation Platform" without fear.

However, unlike himself who was full of expectations, the swordsmith said with a gloomy face when he was full of joy that he had an old opponent who also participated in this famous sword list.

That old opponent used East China Sea's cold iron to make a sword, which was exactly opposite to his own volcanic flame iron, and the opponent he chose was also a swordsman about your age.

After he finished speaking, Xue Yiren's heart skipped a beat. At this moment, panic enveloped him, and his natural intuition felt ominous.

Then the swordsmith finished the rest of the sentence with a blank face, proving that he was right.

Years of grievances have made this swordsmith unwilling to decide the outcome in an open and aboveboard manner. He just wants that person to die!

"How? As long as you kill him, I will let you appear as my sword master."

Xue Yiren was still young at the time, and he was far less good at making people feel better than the seasoned swordsmith.

Seeing his hesitation, he said contemptuously: "How clean do you think this list of famous swords is? As the name suggests, the sword appreciating platform rewards the famous swordsmiths like us swordsmiths, and also the 'sharp swords' you just unsheathed Swords and people are indispensable! We compete with each other, and you also compete with each other. From the beginning to the end, it is just a fight! There is no difference between the stage and the stage. If you are naive, you think that the winner on the stage is the winner. Or? That would be a big mistake!"

"If a swordsmith dies, not only will we lose one enemy, but your enemy will also lose one. Go back and think about it carefully. Do you want to be my sword master? Do you want to have this opportunity!"

Xue Yiren went back to think as he said, and sat on the head of the bed for a whole night.

... "When the sun rose, I found that I really didn't want to let go of this opportunity." Xue Yiren smiled wryly.

Chu Liuxiang frowned, the most worrying thing still happened.

Some swordsmiths used their positions to lure young people who had no chance to become killers, and Xue Yiren also became a "victim" of this trip.

"Master Xue, you have never seemed relieved in the past 20 years."

Hearing Chu Liuxiang's voice, Xue Yiren smiled wryly and said, "How can I be relieved? I have never been honest in my life, but I am also chivalrous! After becoming famous, I have never slackened in my pursuit of the fastest sword and the highest way! But the more I sit in the sword hall The more I questioned myself, the more I found myself perpetually angry at who I was the day I made the decision."

"Why, when, when, to choose, to do, then!"

Dong Xiangyan, who had been on the sidelines for a long time, said something at this moment.

"It's just what people want and what people do. What you wanted at that time is completely different from what you want now."

Xue Yiren's smile became more and more bitter, and he waved his hand to suppress Xue Xiaoren's dissatisfaction and admitted: "You are right, so you have stayed behind closed doors for the past 20 years, and devoted yourself to studying the ultimate swordsmanship..."

Dong Xiangyan continued, "Even if Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue stole the limelight, don't you care?"

Xue Yiren: "...Yes!"

Chu Liuxiang sighed: "I knew why I had to do it today."

Dong Xiangyan smiled and said contemptuously: "You are wrong, that alone does not disturb the conscience of the famous Xue Yiren, this is the number one sword in the world who likes to collect opponents' blood clothes, the ghost under the sword may It’s already too numerous to count!”

As soon as these words came out, Xue Yiren's breathing became stagnant, Chu Liuxiang froze, and Xue Xiaoren cursed.

"What are you talking about!" Xue Xiaoren rolled up his sleeves and wanted to teach the arrogant Dong Xiangyan a lesson, but Dong Xiangyan looked coldly at Xue Yiren with an uncertain face, "It will keep you from getting rid of it for 20 years." I'm afraid it's not just the sword master's old rival who lost his life, Xue Yiren, so far, are you still planning to cover up the truth about the famous sword list, your own crime?"

Xue Xiaoren scolded angrily: "Who exactly sent you here, and what is the purpose!"

"That day……"

Xue Xiaoren's excited emotions were choked by Xue Yiren's suddenly much older voice, and he turned around slowly and said sadly: "Brother!"

Xue Yiren's gaze gradually became empty, and between the changes of emotions, he seemed to have come to that snowy night 20 years ago.

"If you kill him, you will win without a fight when you come to power tomorrow!"

"Think about it, you are far more than the only one who wants my sword!"

"Hmph, don't say it's so noble, so far, which swordsman kills only for the sake of the Tao, not for the sake of people?"

"You have such a fast sword, I don't know how many dead souls have fallen under the sword. Think about it, now you only need to kill one, and kill another! You will be worthy of the name of the world's number one sword!"

……

The old man's voice seemed to be full of inexplicable attraction, and it echoed in my ears... endlessly.

Xue Yiren maintained the same posture until midnight when he raised his head extremely slowly and looked at the bronze mirror opposite the bed.

A very young face was reflected in the mirror, as well as the flame of ambition that could not be extinguished in his eyes.

Hearing this, Chu Liuxiang was greatly astonished, and without considering Xue Yiren's mood, he shouted in disbelief: "You mean, Xue Yiren killed all the participants overnight?"

Dong Xiangyan's voice was cold, and her tone was lacking in ups and downs.

"Judging from this result, Xue Yiren deserves his name as the number one sword in the world. It's just a pity, why didn't he choose an upright duel? With such abilities, he won't be buried no matter what era he is in?"

Xue Yiren laughed bitterly: "You don't even know what it was like 20 years ago, swordsman? Swordsman has no place to stand out!"

The roaring Xue Yiren quickly realized his gaffe, sat back decadently and said slowly: "It's not that there are second-rate and third-rate swordsmen in Jianghu, but they all ruined their swordsmanship, relying on their backgrounds to use swords. Is it over with an exquisite swordsmanship? Can it hold up the sword to fight? No! Their swords have no life, they just blindly use certain moves. Compared with other martial arts, the martial arts back then lacked decisive talents in the way of swords .”

Chu Liuxiang said slowly: "Decisive...someone like Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue?"

"That's right!" Xue Yiren's lips trembled, and he said in a tone of envy or jealousy: "The era led by the two of them is not only white clothes, but also the supreme swordsmanship. Do the two of them respect swordsmanship so much? Do you know how many people are proud of being swordsmen because of the two of them?"

"There was no one like them 20 years ago. Even a butcher who butchers a pig talks about his sword as if he is no different from his own butcher's knife. Such, such a world...how can I ignore it!"

Chu Liuxiang said with a serious expression: "So you committed a crime that cannot be washed away in 20 years."

Xue Yiren's anger turned into grief because of his words.

"Yes!"

I don't know what kind of emotion flashed in Dong Xiangyan's eyes, but the ups and downs of the times all settled into an ink-like darkness.

"Even if you confess, we are not the victims of the past, and we cannot easily say things like forgiveness."

Xue Yiren wiped off the sweat from his forehead due to excessive emotional ups and downs, and said hoarsely, "I know."

Dong Xiangyan: "Originally our purpose was to find out the truth about the Famous Swords List from you, but now it seems that we have to take one thing away."

Xue Yiren was startled for a moment, then suddenly realized.

"Take it."

Chu Liuxiang read from the old senior's face a sense of relief that he no longer had to struggle, and also saw from Dong Xiangyan's face that he was really too lazy to listen to the boringness of the bloody plot.

So, here is mourning!Enter me!