That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 102

Murong Xuanyin fled with Xu Beiyou for a long time, from daytime to late night, from the sea to the land. In the end, Xu Beiyou couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north, south, let alone where he was now.

Finally, Murong Xuanyin finally stopped and threw Xu Beiyou to the ground.

After Xu Beiyou staggered and stood still, he saw the big pit, the fairy sword inserted obliquely beside the big pit, and the old man lying at the bottom of the pit.

Xu Beiyou, who was used to the image of Gongsun Zhongmou in the past, was the first time he saw Gongsun Zhongmou in such a state of distress, with gray hair all over his head, a sharp awl wrapped in purple electricity sticking out of his chest, and his body covered in blood.

In Xu Beiyou's impression, this old man seemed to be a mountain, a ridge that would never fall down.But today, he fell completely, and may never get up again.

Murong Xuanyin just stood with his hands behind his back from a distance, and didn't come over.

Xu Beiyou walked towards the pit step by step, and called out to Master with red eyes.

The old man lying at the bottom of the pit opened his eyes with difficulty, and a smile appeared on his face when he saw the person coming, "You are here, as long as you are fine."

Xu Beiyou half-knelt on the ground, supported the edge of the pit with both hands, and said softly, "Master, I'll go down and help you up."

The old man shook his head, tried his best to suppress the pain in his body, and said slowly: "While the teacher is still awake, you can listen to a few words from the teacher at ease. In fact, your teacher and I are not good at words, neither With a three-inch tongue to fiddle with the world's right and wrong, I can't speak eloquently and eloquently. I have almost made myself stupid after practicing swords for so many years. In the end, I am just a ordinary swordsman with the courage of ordinary people. But Beiyou, some If you don't say anything, I won't worry about you and this Jianzong."

Xu Beiyou slid along the edge of the pit to Gongsun Zhongmou's side, held the old man's hand with both hands, and said in a low voice, "Master, tell me, and this disciple will listen to you every word."

"Since you want to inherit the position of the master of Jianzong, you must be prepared to be a rat crossing the street. Once the master who was your teacher died, the huge Jianzong fell apart, so you did dozens of things for your teacher and your wife. A mouse crossing the street in 60, until he was [-] years old, he rebuilt the Sword Qi Lingkong Hall for his teacher, and his cultivation base can be regarded as entering the hall, so it was easier. And you are only a cultivation base of the first-rank realm, and you are still not as good as you were when you were a teacher. Now Jianzong is even worse than Jianzong back then, so the burden on your shoulders is a bit heavier than when you were a teacher."

There was a moment of silence between the master and apprentice.

After a while, Xu Beiyou said firmly, "I can shoulder this burden."

Gongsun Zhongmou smiled gratifiedly, and continued: "Jiangzong, which has been passed down for more than a thousand years, cannot let it be cut off in the hands of our master and apprentice. I have been working for this Jianzong for my whole life as a master. What can be left behind?" Not too many, there is only one Sword Qi Lingkong Hall, but with your current experience and ability, it is not an easy task to completely grasp this Sword Qi Lingkong Hall. There are twelve sword masters in the Sword Qi Lingkong Hall , except Song Guanguan, you should not get in touch with other people too early, so as not to bully the master, it is best to go to Jiangdu to find your teacher's wife, if the teacher dies, her grievances will dissipate, and she should help you."

Hearing the death word, Xu Beiyou clenched his fist against his lips and clenched his teeth.

"Jianzong's family property was hidden in Jianzhong for the master. There is a formation left by the patriarch. If there is no Zhuxian, you can't enter, so the Taoist school can't find or get it. As for the Gongsun family's wealth, it is With your teacher's wife, if you can get these things in your hands, they are yours, if you can't get them, then there is nothing you can do as a teacher."

"Helping the building from its collapse and turning the tide from its downfall sounds very impassioned, and it's just a matter of touching the upper and lower lips, but it's easier said than done. If you want to really do it, I don't know how much effort it will take, like It is not uncommon for a teacher to lose his life like this. In this regard, you should not learn to be a teacher. If the day comes when you can’t do anything, then go. Even if you start a new stove, don’t be crushed to death by this old building that fell down .”

Xu Beiyou raised his arms, covering his eyes, his shoulders trembled slightly.

Gongsun Zhongmou opened his mouth to laugh, but there was no laughter, only a hoarse voice like a dilapidated bellows, he took a hard breath and said: "I want to take you thousands of miles, read thousands of books, step by step, It took another 20 years of polishing before you could inherit the mantle of being a teacher, but I didn’t expect that people are not as good as heaven, and you will have to go on your own in the future. The sword 36 is hidden in Zhu Xian. You can read it slowly, Mo It is not difficult to be greedy and fast, considering your understanding. Xuanming is the sword of the teacher, and I leave it to you. I have carried the sword box for decades for the teacher, and I will replace it with you in the future. back."

The young man who had already held two swords in his hands nodded heavily, unable to see the expression on his face clearly.

At this time, the old man was already a little out of spirits, half-closed his eyelids and tried his best to support himself, and said in a weak voice: "Then there are some private matters. It’s not much better. You put yourself first in everything, and you don’t know how to understand others. You will inevitably have to be more patient in the future. If one day, you can reach a height that you even look up to as a teacher, it just so happens that she provokes you again. If there's any trouble, you just look at it for the sake of being a teacher, and help her to make her life easier..."

"North Tour, I entrusted you with the sword sect and family affairs as my teacher, then you are destined to not be able to be at ease, and the road ahead will be difficult. I hope you will not blame the teacher."

When the old man was weakly held by Xu Beiyou's palm, Xu Beiyou burst into tears.

——70 years ago, I held a sword for the first time, full of longing for the future.

After learning Sword Thirteen, he began to stand out in the sect, and he was very happy.

On Biyou Island, Yujian Feijian is very skillful in using it.On Luoxia Island, she, dressed in white, looked back and smiled, which was the most unforgettable.

60 years ago, the wind and sand roared on the grassland.Among the heroes of the sect who gathered at the bank of Biluo Lake, there was also a young son holding Xuanming.Carrying the sword in the courtyard, running alone, there are few rivals.Even Qiu Ye, the head disciple of that sect, was defeated by the combined swords of him and his junior sister, and fled wounded.

On Daxue Mountain, he almost killed a young man named Xiao Yu, and his junior sister also almost killed a prairie girl named Lin Yinping.

Once the nineteenth sword is drawn, who is worthy of the opponent?

A year later, the flames of war raged all over the grassland, and he was ordered by his teacher to fight against the Taoist sect.But I didn't expect to be powerless.Whether it was Qiu Ye who made a comeback, or Xiao Yu who survived the catastrophe, he was no longer his opponent.

One wrong step, one wrong step, a competition in the world has just begun, and it has already left the stage sadly.

Although there is a three-foot green sharp edge in his hand, his chest is built high, and he has nowhere to vent his depression. Fortunately, he still has that white dress beside him.

Nowadays, cattle and sheep are low on the grassland, and the world is already peaceful.

From the grasslands, northwest, central plains, and south of the Yangtze River, who still remembers that sword sect?
Countless times I dreamed of returning to my homeland, and countless times I sat in shock in the middle of the night.

It's been so long, but you know what to let go of?What should I pick up?

Brew a pot of snake gall wine by himself, drink it by himself, and tell his disciples about his experience.Tell the stories of the old people back then, tell the grievances and hatreds back then, and tell what you have seen and heard in the past few years.Until a pot of wine is drunk, the wine is not intoxicating, but the person is already drunk.

Bury those past glory and bitterness in the bottom of my heart.

Taking advantage of the drunkenness, he said some unreasonable drinking words to his apprentice: "Master also used to be flamboyant in green clothes and wielding a sword back then."

Some people regard him as a confidant, some people regard him as a generation of strange people, some people are waiting to see his jokes, and some people have already regarded him as a story legend that is difficult to distinguish between true and false. The ups and downs of the 80 years have allowed him to laugh at them completely indifferently.

Some people say that the world is like chess, while others say that life is like a game.

The stage is high, and everyone is an actor on the stage.

On this stage, he used to stand in the center, and also went to the corners.

Life is absurd and lonely, and the way of heaven is difficult and majestic. In the final analysis, it is to act an absurd scene, to be an invincible sword fairy, to cut off the pagoda of the real person in charge, and to pick off the emperor's crown.Laughed loudly: "The eight great kings of qin, se and pipa, and the four little ghosts, ghosts and ghosts, fight alone with swords, and they can be taken together."

Traveling thousands of miles with a sword box on your back, you will have no regrets and peace of mind in this life.

Between the heaven and the earth, a touch of brilliance dissipated.

(End of this chapter)