Comprehensive Martial Arts: Read to become a sage, use martial arts to break the ban

Chapter 182
After reading the top ten famous swords, go to check and accept the ten thousand military-made long swords.

Walking through the warehouse, Xiao Luo couldn't help admiring seeing the densely packed swords, the cold front shining, and the cold light penetrating the sky.

Spectacular.

He took out a handle casually, flicked his fingertips lightly, and made a bang bang sound, which was extremely pleasant.

Sure enough, it is good steel.

King Li Su said proudly: "These swords are all made of white steel from Dongsheng State, which is far sharper than ordinary materials."

"Thank you Patriarch, it is indeed a good sword, I want it."

"Your Highness, where are these swords going?"

"Send it to the cloud, maybe Beimang will come again."

When mentioning Bei Mang, King Li Su showed resentment on his face, Li Hanyi almost died in the grassland, Bei Mang was simply deceiving people too much.

"Use Jianzhong's sword to kill the Beimang dog, it's a joy to kill!"

These swords are not like ordinary swordsmen's swords. They are thicker, wider, and have longer hilts. In terms of length, they are even similar to Zanma Dao.

This is specially built for light cavalry.

After checking and accepting the sword, it's time to set off.

There were two people when they came, but Xiao Luo was the only one when they returned. Li Hanyi stayed in Jianzhong to practice. Although she had already entered the Immortal Ascension Profound Realm, her realm was unstable due to her defeat in the battle with Huang Qing.

If you can't stabilize your sword heart now, you may be in danger of falling.

Xiao Luo understood, but he was a little bit reluctant, after all, she was the woman he bought back with his own life.

"gone."

"Ah."

Li Hanyi sent him to the big river, and saw him leading the horse and boat, heading south.

The road is slow, carrying thirst and hunger.My heart is sad, I don't know my sorrow.

Riding the horse galloping, Mang Mountain is still thirteen hundred miles away from Tianzi, even though Xiao Luo is riding on a good horse Gu Yi found, he can't help but travel seven or eight hundred miles a day.

Therefore, at night, Xiao Luo slowed down and rested at the roadside station.

This is a formal post station opened by the imperial court. Because it is an official road between the north and the south, there are three post posts, one of whom is responsible for cleaning and cooking.

The post station is different from the inn. First, the environment is simple, and the second is that the food is poor. The general pedestrians and businessmen will not choose the post station to stay.

Xiao Luo is alone, he can spend the night as he pleases, and of course he won't be picky.

Moreover, we can also take the opportunity to see what the management of Beili's post station is like in a place beyond the reach of the whip.

Looking closer, with the last touch of the setting sun, you can see the three characters "Yinshanyi" written on the sign on the fence.

It turns out that this place is under the jurisdiction of Yuzhou, and the county name is Yinshan, which is named after a hill with a color like silver in the territory.

Xiao Luo entered the Yinshan post, and immediately a famous post came to lead the horse to feed him.

Seeing Xiao Luo's man and horse, Yi Cheng's eyes lit up: "My lord, what a horse!"

"Hehe, you also know horses?"

"This is a military horse. There are often urgent military messages from the post office for [-] miles. I have seen many such horses."

It turned out to be the case.

Xiao Luo asked: "Is there still room? I want to stay overnight."

"There are some, young master, please."

After entering the post station, there is a tall main hall, which is also a dining room, with seven or eight tables and chairs, a dozen high chairs and stools.

At this time, it was dinner time.

There were already three tables of people sitting in the dining room, and they were eating with their heads down.

Seeing Xiao Luo walking in alone, the people at the three tables raised their heads and looked at him with different expressions.

Xiao Luo didn't take it seriously, the origins of these people were unknown, they just had ulterior motives written on their faces.

But the current him, how can a few assassins can contend.

"Young master, what do you want to eat?"

Another postman who was in charge of accounting and hospitality came over and greeted with a smile.

"What's your best meal at Yinshan Station?"

Yicheng was stunned, he couldn't find the best food, but he still made up some tricks: "Young master, our Yinshan station has snow chickens and gray rabbits hunted in Yinshan, as well as colorful pheasants, mountain bamboo shoots, bacon, and so on. There are fresh carp brought in from the big rivers."

"That's right, let's have fried bacon with bamboo shoots and some rice."

"Don't you need other dishes?"

Seeing his handsome face and extraordinary demeanor, Yicheng thought he would order a big meal, but he was a little disappointed when he heard that there was only one ordinary dish.

He didn't know that Xiao Luo had already eaten enough pheasants, hares, mushrooms, etc. in the few days in the Yunzhong Mountains, and now he felt a little sick to his stomach when he heard these names.

Dahe carp was also eaten at Jianzhong yesterday.

"One person can't eat much, so go."

Yi Cheng nodded and left, and went to the kitchen behind to tell the third Yi Cheng who was cooking.

Soon, this person came out and poured tea for Xiao Luo.

"It's work."

Just during this period of time, Xiao Luo had already taken a closer look at the other three tables.

At the first table were four big men in black, each with an ax on their backs, shoveling rice, but no one spoke.

The second table is for two grandparents and grandchildren. The grandfather is blind and carries a black huqin on his back.

The huqin is old, and one of the strings in the middle is broken, and it is replaced with a new string, and the color is different from the other strings.

The granddaughter is about eighteen years old, and she is quite beautiful. She has been carrying vegetables in the grandfather's bowl.

Xiao Luo glanced at the dishes the grandparents wanted, two meat and two vegetables, there were four plates.

The strange thing is that they eat more vegetarian dishes than meat dishes. One of the two meat dishes is roasted hare, and the other is stewed pheasant soup.

Xiao Luo smiled, if these are really grandparents who are performers, then they have earned too much money, and they actually look down on these two fresh meat dishes.

At the last table, there is a man and a woman, like husband and wife, but not very intimate.

They were all in their 30s and wore white robes.

The woman stuck a small white camellia in her black hair.

Looking at the faces of the two of them, they are both extremely heavy. Could it be that they are in the heat of filial piety?

Seeing Xiao Luo sizing them up, the woman raised her head and looked back in disgust, while the man lowered his head even more.

When Xiao Luo's food was served, the people at the three tables had already eaten, and each left their seats and went back to the guest room to rest.

Xiao Luo ate alone.

Yi Cheng came over and lit an oil lamp.

The flame of the oil lamp was small and bouncing, but fortunately Xiao Luo ate very fast, put down the bowl quickly, and followed Yicheng back to the room to sleep.

In the middle of the night, Xiao Luo was awakened by a whistling sound.

He opened the window and looked out, only to see the bright swords and swords resounding from Yinshan Station.

The middle-aged man and woman were besieged in the middle, fighting to the death with four big men in black robes.

The four men in black robes showed that they came from the same sect, and the four axes actually formed a small formation, cooperating with each other, and they had a perfect understanding.

Middle-aged men and women are also good players, and they still maintain a stalemate even though they are at a disadvantage in terms of numbers and coordination.

Especially that woman, wielding a silver sword inlaid with pearls in her hand, attacked the four big men quickly and swiftly.

Every time a move is made, the pearl on the hilt of the sword dangles, like twinkling stars.

Xiao Luo is not familiar with all sects and sects in Jianghu, although this woman's swordsmanship is good, but she is only in the Vajra Mortal Realm, so it is not worthy of his attention.

The man with her was wielding a single knife, and there was also a pearl embedded in the single knife.

It seems that the knife and the sword are a pair.

The few people had been fighting for an unknown amount of time, and some sundries piled up in the yard had been hacked to pieces by the energy of swords and swords. It was not known whether Yi Cheng had fallen asleep or passed out, and did not come out.

Yicheng didn't show up, but the old and the young did come out, standing in the corner silently watching.

The singing girl seemed to have sensed it, and glanced at Xiao Luo's direction.

Xiao Luo didn't care, and still waited and watched through the window.

The young girl whispered a word in the ear of the old man, and the old man took off the huqin from his back, held it in his hand and stroked it slowly.

The black-robed man and the middle-aged men and women fought for another ten moves, and finally someone couldn't help it and shouted: "What are you waiting for, blind man!"

Another big man said: "Wait for dawn."

"Why are you blind waiting for dawn! You can't see it anyway!"

The old man was indifferent, but the girl cursed angrily: "Four people can't take care of two people, so I have the nerve to call for help!"

"Smelly girl, you should do things after you take the money. Why, didn't you take the same amount as the four of us when you took the money?"

The girl was left speechless, and when she wanted to curse back with a few words, the old man's huqin rang.

Miserably, harshly, pattering.

He plucked the strings three times and made an unusually low and desolate sound, as if piercing directly into the heart of a person, seducing all the sorrows of a person's life.

Slowly, amidst the desolate sound of the piano, the moves of the black-robed man and the middle-aged men and women all slowed down.

The ax danced weakly, the sword lost its sharp light, and even the pearl embedded in the hilt of the sword seemed to no longer glisten.

This voice naturally aroused Xiao Luo's sadness.

In an instant, Xiao Luo thought of the world that was far away, the city with bright lights, heavy traffic, and noisy pedestrians.

He seemed to be standing in the traffic flow, blankly watching one car after another speeding past him.

wrong!

Xiao Luo's chest felt hot, and something quickly left him.

He gradually sobered up, and when he heard it again, the desolate sound of the huqin was really just the sound of a qin.

And it was hoarse and hoarse, which was extremely unpleasant.

Perhaps sensing Xiao Luo's change, the blind old man turned his head and looked at Xiao Luo.

The empty eye sockets were like two deep pools, looking over coldly, almost dragged Xiao Luo back into the memory again.

What a powerful technique.

The technique aimed at the soul seems to have similarities with his own Great Bright Sword Intent.

But the difference is that the spell of this blind man is related to time, and it seems to be able to pull people into the past time.

Since Xiao Luo broke his technique, he would not feel anything when he listened to it again.

But the battle in the courtyard was over, and the four black-robed men died together with the middle-aged man and woman. The ax was chopped on the necks of the middle-aged men and women, and the sword was pierced into the chest of the black-robed man.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

The girl's terrified voice came, and the blind old man couldn't bear it any longer, and spat out a big mouthful of blood.

Then he stood up with difficulty, put the girl's arm around him, and walked out of the station.

Xiao Luo originally wanted to chase him out, but this blind man who can attack the soul is really too powerful, maybe he is not under the master of Immortal Ascension Profound Realm.

Still, he stopped.

The beating and killing during this period of time really made him a little disgusted.

He closed the window, lay back on the bed, and decided to sleep again.

At this time, the grandparents and grandchildren who walked out of the station were talking.

"Grandpa, that son is not affected by your piano sound, what's going on?"

The blind man calmed down his internal injuries slowly, and it took a long time before he replied to his granddaughter: "His magic skills are not inferior to mine, we are now narrowly escaped."

"Really? But I think he's just a very good-looking son, with no killing intent at all."

"Girl, it is because he has no killing intent that we can escape this catastrophe."

The girl bit her lip, a little unconvinced, she really wanted to look back, but she still supported her grandfather and walked forward.

"Shall we go back to the boss?"

"I won't go back. The money earned from this task is enough for us to survive. Before grandpa dies, find a good family to marry you off."

"Grandpa~"

The girl coquettishly said: "Grandpa, you can live to be [-] years old, just like Peng Zu, how could you die?"

"Hahaha."

The old man forced a smile: "If grandpa lives to be eight hundred years old before marrying you, then you will become an old girl too. Where can you find someone else?"

"Then don't marry, and stay with grandpa for the rest of your life."

"Cough cough cough~"

The old man originally wanted to laugh, but coughed violently.

"What's the matter with grandpa?"

"Just now, I shot that young master, but his technique was broken by him. This is the power of backlash."

"What should I do?"

"It's okay, take it easy, let's go quickly and catch the ferry across the river tomorrow morning."

"Cross the river? Aren't we going to Yuyang's hometown?"

"I'm not going. Now the air in Beimang is dark and heavy, pressing towards the south. Yinshan, Yunzhong, and Yuyang are all unsafe."

"Then where do we go across the river?"

"Mount Zhongnan, that's the only clear and bright place in the black air."

"Ah."

The girl supported the old man and headed towards the ferry.

Yinshan Station is about [-] miles away from the ferry, and they actually want to catch the earliest ferry tomorrow, are they really gods who shrink into inches?

The next day.

Xiao Luo woke up, washed up briefly, and walked out of the room.

The yard had been cleaned up at some point, and the three postmen were washing away the blood from last night. Unfortunately, some of the blood had already melted into the soil, turning the land into a reddish brown.

The three post officials were obviously very surprised when they saw Xiao Luo, but they didn't expect that there was still one alive.

But he quickly pretended to be fine and greeted him with a smile.

"Morning son!"

"My lord, your horse has been fed."

"What do you want for breakfast, young master? There is porridge and pancakes."

"No need, bring the horse here, I'll go on my way right away."

Xiao Luo took out a small silver peg and tossed it to them: "It's really hard work for you to be postmen, so you don't need to look for it."

The blind man last night obviously had nothing to do with the three Yichengs. They were lucky to survive.

And looking at their skilled funeral arrangements, it can be guessed that such things often happen here, maybe there are a lot of bones buried in the mountain behind Yi Cheng.

Or maybe, there are fresh ingredients in the meals they cook.

Thinking of the bacon he ate last night, Xiao Luo couldn't help feeling nauseated, he really wanted to rush over and beat them up, and ask if the dish of bacon was cut from a human body.

Forget it.

What if it is?

Xiao Luo smiled wryly, and galloped away on horseback.

This is the world of martial arts. Human life is worthless, and those who survive can be called survivors.

This messy world, come to an end.

Xiao Luo's heart is like an arrow, some things have to be brought forward, this world must not go on like this.

It's time to announce his martial arts, his rules to the world.

(End of this chapter)