Sleeping Arhat

Chapter 62 Zhao Ming, Zhao Min?
A few people talked along the way, and they also knew that the son was Zhao Ming, and his family background had never been disclosed, but the name of the son was like a joke, Wu Xian felt a little suspicious, could it be that this is Zhao Min?And the man before was the "Eight-armed Excalibur" Fang Dongbai, the more he thought about it, the more believable he became, so Wu Xian was more cautious.

Wu Xian glanced at Pang Hu, and thought to himself: I made a mistake in the limelight, and Fat Hu ate the wrong food. If I knew this, I should have rejected it more seriously. Now that I have stepped into Zhuangzi, there is no turning back.

As soon as you enter the gate of the garden, you will see rows of evergreen trees all year round. The green leaves are lush and full of vitality. The depression and extinction in autumn will not affect the vitality of the garden in the slightest.

The two servants had been waiting at the door. At this time, they led a few people on foot. They first passed through the side hall, and then passed a small path. The blue mudstone road was spread out, and the soft grass was on both sides. Looking around, There is a dwarf plum on the left, which grows towards the sun. The plum blossom seems to try its best to pull itself up, and a plum branch breaks through the shackles of the big tree above its head and stretches into the clouds.

"The sharp edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold." Wu Xian couldn't help but burst out a poem, feeling emotional in his heart.After thinking for a while, Wu Xian thought of the most suitable character for this ancient poem, Zhang Wuji.

When he was a teenager, his parents saw each other one after another, and he suffered from cold and poison, suffered a lot, and his fate was rough and difficult.Later, for Ji Xiaofu's promise, Zhang Wuji traveled thousands of miles with a kind heart, defying hardships and obstacles, and sent the little girl to Wangfeng Peak to return to her father.

He is also a good man blessed by God, who was blessed by misfortune, and later fell off a cliff and got nine suns from a cave in the sky. After that, his life was like a hang-up, his journey was smooth, and he rose rapidly like a comet, shining brightly.

After a while, they arrived in the hall. The three of them saw a plaque hung high above the hall, and there were many calligraphy and paintings hanging in the middle hall. Wu Xian did not have much literary accomplishment. To explain the reason for the calligraphy and painting, I am afraid I can only give a thumbs up and say "good". I only feel that the picture of the horse is very wild and unrestrained, and the calligraphy is vertical and horizontal, as if carved with a knife and an axe. It is powerful and beautiful.

A few people sat in the hall, and Zhuang Ding came forward to offer tea. In the blue porcelain cup that day, a few strands of tender green Tieguanyin curled up softly, becoming round and lovely, with a fragrant fragrance, and the fragrance lingered around the beam. Wu Xian looked at it to himself. Teacup, dare not speak first.

The fat man didn't have any scruples, he swallowed the cow and drank the tea in two or three gulps. Zhao Ming looked at Wu Xian with a half-smile, and took a sip from the teacup with a smile on his face, then said: "The servants in the village are slow-witted, everyone drink this first. A cup of tea, it's not too late to eat."

After a cup of tea time, Zhao Ming stood up and led a few people through the long corridor, passed through several courtyards, and finally arrived at a large garden. Both are unique, but the faint fragrance in the air is just right.

Sitting in the water pavilion, several people sat around the long table, and the servants came to offer food one by one. Pang Hu and Li Er didn't think much, they ate the delicacies on the table, and Zhao Ming He stood up, poured a glass of wine for Wu Xian himself, and said: "Wu Shaoxia is young, but his ability is not small. In this Jianghu, there are people with such abilities at his age. Forgive my ignorance. I have never seen him before." .”

Zhao Ming's speech was very nice, his tone was full of admiration, but it also made people feel sincere. Wu Xian's eyes were bright, his head was raised high, and he carefully looked at Zhao Ming's details.Fair complexion, sly eyes, small nose, attractive lips, but there is a small protrusion in the throat, which is not weird from a distance, but if you look closely, you can tell it is a fake, but when you think it is a man in your heart, it looks a little more A man's heroism; if compared with a woman's appearance, it is beautiful and incomparable.

Zhao Ming caught a glimpse of Wu Xian's burning eyes, faced each other and smiled slightly, "Young master thinks highly of me, and I'm just an unknown person, just an ordinary person. It's nothing more than being flexible in fists and feet, like the servant behind you, who is skilled in martial arts. Wushuang, the swordsmanship is profound, and I can't compare it." Wu Xian said modestly without any embarrassment when he was caught peeking.Shoot out the top bird, in short, there is no harm in being humble.

Zhao Ming smiled and said: "Wu Shaoxia doesn't need to be too low-key, the strength of the young hero is witnessed by everyone, and it is definitely not what the young hero said." After finishing speaking, he took a sip of fine wine gracefully, and asked in surprise: "By the way, Wu Shaoxia came to Dadu. Also for the Yitian Sword?"

"Of course, I came all the way to Dadu just to see the great reputation of the Yitian Sword, "The Supreme Master of the Martial Arts, the treasured sword slays the dragon; order the world, and no one dares not to obey! If the Yitian does not come out, who will fight for the front", the Dragon Sword will follow Now that the golden-haired lion king has disappeared, if you get the Yitian sword, you will be invincible in the world." Wu Xian's words fully revealed his ambition, but his heart was not like that.

Li Er heard it from the side, stopped his chopsticks, and nodded, agreeing very much. The fat man was immersed in the food, gorging on vegetables and soup, and did not pay attention to the conversation of several people.

"Hehe, there is a surge of wind and clouds in Dadu now. As far as I know, the Sky Eagle Sect is the most powerful. The Eagle King leads 320 elite disciples in the second hall and three altars, eyeing the sword; People, as well as the little beggars scattered in every corner of the capital, should not be underestimated; the head of the Huashan School Xian Yutong led fifty disciples, the Kunlun Tieqin couple led 270 disciples, and the Emei Juejue Shitai came alone..." Zhao Ming Lang Lang said, coming one by one like a few treasures.

Wu Xian couldn't help being startled secretly, and he became more and more certain in his heart that the person in front of him was "Princess Shaomin" Minmin Mutel.Zhao Min is only at the age of Ji, one or two years younger than Wu Xian, but she is as ambitious as a man, and there are many first-class masters around her. This world is about to be stirred up, just look at Zhang Wuji Hurry up and get out of the mountain. After you become the leader of Mingjiao, you can restrain Zhao Min.

The more he said, the more frightened Wu Xian became.Zhao Min is really well-informed and well-informed, so the details of the sect and gang were inquired into by him. This competition for the Yitian Sword must be a well-designed conspiracy. It's not clear.

"There are so many heroes who want the Yitian sword, but there is only one sword, and it is still in the dragon's pond and tiger's lair in the Ruyang Palace. It is not easy to get the Yitian sword." Zhao Min said, although the meaning of the words was difficult and doubtful, But she is in the grasp of wisdom, and she looks confident.

"Then there is no chance?" Li Er said heartbrokenly, he came all the way to Dadu, so it was nothing but a bamboo basket to fetch water.Without the Yitian Sword, one cannot become the supreme martial artist, one cannot command the world, and when one returns to Shaanxi, one will still be a broken-hearted, pauper
"Since it's so difficult, I'd better go back to the countryside to farm. I think there are so many great sects here, and it's hard to win a sword. If I hadn't gone home earlier, I would have saved my life in Dadu." Wu Xian sighed, slightly He hesitated.

Li Er was disheartened, he came all the way from Shaanxi, Li Er and Pang Hu suffered a lot, and now they have never even seen Yi Tianjian, if they left like this, they would be extremely unwilling.

Wu Xiannian missed the friendship between the two of them, patted Li Er on the shoulder, and said in one sentence: "Second brother, you are close to death, do what you can."

(End of this chapter)