Journey to the Heavens from Wudang

Chapter 167 A Knife Is Longer Than a Sword!
Seeing Lu Lieyang's head, the young man felt a little unreal.

How long has it been since this person left before Lu Lieyang died?

"You, how did you kill him?" the young man asked tremblingly.

"One sword cut off his head, but his sword skills are really good." Zhang Yange said sincerely.

However, after killing Lu Lieyang, the eighth form of the scorching sun broke out...

"Is he really dead?"

"died!"

The young man looked at Zhang Yange and then at Jian Chen and said, "You two, don't kill me, I won't tell it!"

He obviously misunderstood, thinking that Zhang Yange was acting secretly.

"Let's go." Zhang Yange waved his hand.

"I really won't say it!" The young man naturally didn't believe it, and knelt down and cried.

When he looked up, they were both gone.

The young man touched the gold in his arms, determined to find a safe place, please his wife and live a good life, and never mess around in the world again...

Ou Yewang sat on the threshold of the hall as before.

Back then, Ou Yewang was very famous, even Zhong Mei, the swordsmith in Baijian Villa, studied with him for a period of time.

But Ou Yewang felt that Zhong Mei's qualifications were dull, so he let him study with him for three years and then dismissed him.

Until Lu Lieyang approached him and asked him to forge a knife for himself.

At that time Lu Lieyang already had a reputation as a hero in the Jianghu, so Ou Yewang did not refuse, and spent seven to seven forty-nine days, casting a long knife and a scorching sun for him.

When the knife was completed, Lu Lieyang killed his whole family.

At that time, Lu Lieyang had already contacted Watanabe, and Watanabe didn't want the Central Plains to have too many master swordsmiths!

They asked Lu Lieyang to kill Ou Yewang as a token of their cooperation.At that time, Lu Lieyang only wanted to be famous!Ask for money!Power!

He agreed without hesitation.

Forging a knife is fake, but killing is real!

Ou Yewang only survived by feigning death.But his famous knife house and his family were destroyed by Lu Lieyang.

He recuperated in the mountains for two years, and when he came out, Lu Lieyang had already become a great hero in Guanzhong.

He asked Xia Wangfu for help, but was betrayed by Xia Wang.

If he hadn't escaped so quickly, he might have died in Xia Wang's Mansion.Afterwards he completely gave up, didn't believe anyone, and hid in this temple to survive.

He can only entrust everything to the gods and Buddhas.

Taking a hexagram every day has become his habit, today he looks calm on the surface, but the urgency in his heart cannot be described in words.

Because he was signed again today!

For so many years, he has signed the lottery twice.

One was today, and the other was the morning when Zhang Yange came to him to forge knives.

Ou Yewang seemed to hear the singing of birds down the mountain.

After a stick of incense, he saw Zhang Yange and Jian Chen coming hand in hand.

And that head!

He staggered to Zhang Yange, and Ou Yewang was almost looking at Lu Lieyang's head.

"It's him! It's him!" Ou Yewang cried.

Zhang Yange handed over that head to him, and Ou Yewang threw that head on the ground viciously. All these years of resentment made him pick up a stone!
Hitting that head again and again...

After an unknown amount of time, Ou Yewang finally finished venting.

"Finished venting?" Zhang Yange asked with a smile.

Ou Yewang was a little bit embarrassed, he looked up at Zhang Yange guiltily.

"Let's go." Zhang Yange turned around and prepared to leave.

Jian Chen looked at Zhang Yange in puzzlement, "Little Uncle Zhang, don't you forge your sword anymore? You don't practice your sword anymore?"

The joy in his tone was annoying.

"No more forging." Zhang Yange said. "But the knife skills still need to be practiced!"

"I'm sorry, I lied to you..." Ou Yewang was about to kneel down, but Zhang Yange directly lifted him up with a wave of his sleeve.

"It's okay." Zhang Yange said with a smile.

For so many years, Ou Yewang's ability to forge knives has long been neglected, and in addition to that time in Xiawang's Mansion, the tendon of his right hand was cut off.

He purposely hid his hands in his sleeves last time, but Zhang Yange could tell right away.

"You discovered it then?" Ou Yewang asked tremblingly.

"En." Zhang Yange nodded.

"Then you still want to help me?"

"You have grievances. I happen to have time. Why not help if I can?" Zhang Yange said nonchalantly, "Besides, I killed a bastard this time and got a knife... I don't like the style."

The shape of the scorching sun is very similar to that of drinking snow.

Hearing this, Ou Yewang solemnly kowtowed to Zhang Yange three times.

Zhang Yange helped him up, "Let's go."

"Wait!" Ou Yewang said.

"Can I see Lie Yang again?"

Zhang Yange handed him the knife, Ou Yewang immediately became angry when he drew the knife.

"Engong, this Lieyang is the work I am most satisfied with." Ou Yewang stroked the blade lightly, "To be honest, I'm afraid I won't be able to create a better knife than this.

And now I can't cast the knife anymore, but you just want to change the way it looks, I can do it! "

"Really?" Zhang Yange said happily.

Jian Chen...

"Well, I have a secret method that can do it!" Ou Yewang laughed. "Engong, tell me about your request."

After Zhang Yange finished Tang Zhidao's request, Ou Yewang nodded slightly, "It's true that ordinary blacksmiths can't do it. Gonggong, let me see your hand!"

Zhang Yange stretched out his hand, Ou Yewang looked at it seriously.

He also found a wooden stick and carefully measured the length of Zhang Yange's fingers and palm.

"Grandpa, get the knife in three days!"

Zhang Yange suddenly stopped in his tracks, "Don't risk your life because of casting a knife. My help is secondary, and the most important thing is that Lu Lieyang deserves to die."

"Now that Lu Lieyang is dead, I plan to go down the mountain to find a wife and give birth to a child to inherit my mantle." Ou Yewang said with a smile.

Ou Yewang is in his 50s this year.

But it looks like he's seventy or eighty...

In the end, Zhang Yange and Jian Chen waited at the foot of the mountain for three days, and when they returned to the ruined temple three days later, there was a straight Tang knife stuck in the yard.

The length of the knife is three feet three, and the blade is straight!
Lie Yang's blade was crimson before, but now the blade is normal, and it is still emitting bursts of cold air.

Ou Yewang was sitting weakly on the threshold of the main hall, when he saw Zhang Yange smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, benefactor, I lied to you again.

I really have lived enough, once Lu Lieyang dies, I have no reason to live anymore.I'm going to that life to see my family. "

"Where is your family buried? I will bury you together." Zhang Yange asked.

Ou Yewang said a place name, then leaned against the door of the main hall and slowly closed his eyes.

Seven or eight days later, Zhang Yange stood in front of Ou Yewang's tomb.

According to his wish, Zhang Yange buried him and his family together.

Jian Chen glanced at the long knife on Zhang Yange's waist, and he arranged the offerings and paper money neatly.

"Let's go." Zhang Yange said.

"En." Jian Chen glanced at his little Uncle Zhang.

At this time, he had a knife and a sword hanging from his waist.

A knife is longer than a sword...

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