City Marshal

In Dongying, the night breeze is as cool as water.

The ghost head dressed in black walked slowly from the tall and majestic Amaterasu Hall, and stepped into the backyard of Mount Fuji, which is full of cherry blossoms. It is the place where Tianzang, the master of Dongying, retreated and practiced penance.

Master Tianzang has the prestige of Amaterasu in Dongpu, and has the most supreme hidden power. He does not have a real name but is banned by orders. In a sense, Tianzang is the most powerful person in Dongpu. Power, even today's emperor can't compare.

However, Tianzang has devoted himself to martial arts practice for more than ten years, and has long ignored the worldly affairs.

This is also one of the main reasons why Chutian and Daquan brothers were able to run rampant in Dongpu without anyone stopping them. The backyard of Mount Fuji is a dangerous place, located on a cliff, even if there is sunlight in the daytime, the mountain wind is strong. It still gives people the illusion of an ice peak.

However, there is a strange thing here, that is, in the center of the backyard as big as a square, stands a sapphire stone pillar as tall as half a person and about ten feet thick. A samurai sword with a diameter of three feet, in the middle there is a certain bright smoke.

Although the mountain wind is strong, it cannot affect the knife in the slightest.

At this moment, about ten feet away from the stone pillar, stood a majestic figure with his hands behind his back. Although he just stood there quietly, he felt like a spear piercing the sky, with an unspeakable sharpness and arrogance. The world seems to be shrouded in this person's power and is willing to be an obedient citizen.

Even the mountain wind became gentle, not even blowing his hair.

This person is none other than the Supreme Dongying Warrior, Tianzang.

One day every month, Tianzang would come to this knife and stand silently for three days and three nights. Since he was sensible, the ghost had no idea who his parents were. He was brought up by Tianzang, and the whole body martial arts was also carefully bestowed by Tianzang.

This is his benefactor, also close to his father!

Looking at Tianzang's sky-like back, Guitou felt reverence from the bottom of his heart, as if the sky was no longer scary, because with Tianzang there, nothing in this world could stop him. Immediately, Guitou I was surprised at my fragility again, which I haven't seen in many years.

But since fighting with that guy named Chutian, this feeling of longing to be protected occasionally appeared in my heart. In a trance, a voice came faintly: "Ghost, why is your heart beating so chaotically? Is there any knot in your heart that you can't untie?"

Guitou only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and a person had appeared beside him, with sword-like eyebrows, paired with a pair of eyes with insight into the world, Yingwei's face had a beauty that surpassed all living beings in the world, Guitou unconsciously Lowering his head, he felt that his thoughts had been completely seen through.

Although he never planned to hide anything from Tianzang, at this moment, he still couldn't help feeling ashamed. He was a martial artist who had been cultivating for many years, but he couldn't even deal with a kid. Instead, he was discovered by his master and questioned him. He couldn't help feeling that he was shallow.

Fortunately, Master Tianzang did not pursue the question, but deflected the conversation without any trace: "Jinggong knelt for another day? How many times have sunrises and sunsets been?"

Guitou took a deep breath, and replied respectfully: "Excluding the windy and rainy days without the sun, Prince Jinggong has already knelt for 47 sunrise and sunset, as long as he kneels two more, he will reach the 49 days set by Master." , Master, are you ready to meet her?"

Tianzang remained calm: "If she doesn't wake up, keep kneeling."

"Tian Chuan followed suit, let him also kneel."

Guitou lowered his head slightly: "Understood!"

"You're not at Mt. Fuji these days."

Master Tianzang changed the subject again: "You have gone down the mountain."

Hearing Master's objective explanation of his whereabouts, although he didn't question him at all, Guitou still lowered his head and told the truth: "I went down the mountain, and I went to Yita Tianchao to seek justice for a friend. In front of Chu Tian for three consecutive battles, he has the upper hand."

"But in the end, he was defeated by Chu Tian with one move."

A hint of helplessness and sadness flashed across Guitou's face, as if he had returned to the scene at the Wangfu Restaurant: "I tried my best to strike the most proud knife in my life, but Chu Tian was able to seize the gap between the transitions of the saber technique, and Guitou suffered a disastrous defeat! This life can only be retrieved by his charity."

Master Tianzang still kept the Gujing calm, he ignored the ghost to leave Mount Fuji, and he ignored the ghost to seek justice for whom, he just showed a trace of curiosity, and said in a calm tone: "You mean, he defeated you with one move. ? Is this Chutian really as unpredictable as the legendary ghost?"

Chutian's strength aroused Tianzang Teng's interest.

Guitou exhaled a long breath, and replied honestly: "I didn't believe that he was so perverted at first, but the fact is that I was injured internally by one blow from him. I can't bear his three moves, now I understand the prince's helplessness."

There was a gleam of light in Master Tianzang's peaceful eyes. He knew that although Guitou's skill hadn't reached the realm of heaven and earth singing, it was still superior to the unrestrained heroism of the rushing river. This shows the extent of the latter's martial arts cultivation?

"Unexpectedly, there will be a large number of talents in the celestial dynasty, and a new generation is better than the old ones."

Tianzang looked up at the samurai sword on the pillar, with an invisible smile on the corner of his mouth, and then Guitou heard Master muttering to himself: "Maybe I should really go out and have a look, there are still seven days, there are still seven days ...After the deadline, maybe I should find a chance to meet Chutian."

Having said that, his voice raised slightly: "There is still an old friend whom I haven't seen in 20 years."

In Guitou's bewilderment, Tianzang has turned around and pointed to the samurai sword on the pillar: "Gitou, do you know why I hang the sword on it? Do you know why I come to watch every month? Because The teacher is reminding myself that there is a sky beyond the sky, and you must know your shame and be brave."

Guitou was taken aback for a moment: "Shameful?"

Master Tianzang seems to be telling a secret, and also seems to be pouring out his thoughts: "20 years ago, I thought that martial arts had reached its peak, and there were not many opponents in the world, so I went to the Celestial Dynasty to challenge a warrior. After all, looking at the world, hidden dragons and crouching tigers The land is only in China"

Guitou raised his head subconsciously, glanced at the samurai sword on the pillar, and then said respectfully: "Although the master 20 years ago lacked some skill and experience compared to now, the martial arts should still be powerful enough to sweep China. I think that Master must have won the battle."

"Then seek defeat alone and seal Mount Fuji."

He was even fantasizing about the magnificence of that battle and how high-spirited his master was, but Tianzang shook his head lightly and smiled faintly: "You are wrong, I lost that battle, even though I have never fought a single move against that warrior. Half way, but I know the end result will be my fiasco."

Guitou's body shook, and disbelief poured out on his face. He couldn't believe that Tianzang would lose: "Master, you lost? How is this possible? How could you lose? And didn't you not compete with the other party? How do you know that you lost?" Will it fail miserably? The ghost head is stupid, please ask the master to express it clearly."

Tianzang is the god in Guitou's mind, and it is difficult for the latter to accept the fact that his master has lost.

There was a smile on Tianzang's face, and he stretched out his hand to pat the apprentice who had served him for many years and said, "Ghost, victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs. If a warrior does not fail, it is not because he has no opponents, but because he has never been defeated." There is no comparison with others, no battle, no failure."

"Otherwise, who hasn't failed? It's nothing to be ashamed of."

These words split the heart of Guitou like lightning, he nodded as if he had realized something, winning or losing is a common thing for warriors, he lost to Chu Tian, ​​but why didn't he win three games in a row?There is really no need to worry too much about winning or losing. What you should care about is whether you have made progress.

Ten years as one day, that is the tragedy of warriors.

"Master, I understand."

Guitou stood up straight, and threw out a puzzled sentence: "But I still don't understand, how do you know that you have lost?"

A rare blaze flashed across Tianzang's face, as if returning to the contest 20 years ago, he raised his finger and said, "The teacher back then was like a mighty river, powerful enough to sweep everything in the world, but the opponent was simple and unpretentious." , Ordinary can no longer be ordinary, I disdain."

Guitou understands that warriors often pay attention to momentum, and opponents without momentum are easy to be looked down upon. At this moment, he can imagine the situation before the battle between Tianzang and his opponent. Between the sky and the earth, two warriors stand opposite each other. Rainbow, one side is undisturbed.

"But as soon as I drew the knife I knew I was wrong."

There was a look of admiration in Tianzang's eyes, and he threw out a few words in a gentle voice: "I also know that I have lost. My samurai sword is only half drawn, but the opponent's black sword has been unsheathed, and his whole body is also injured by the blade. It suddenly became piercing to the sky and the earth, and the momentum instantly overwhelmed me..."

"I know very well that I am not his opponent."

The ghost head was shocked: "What? The other party draws the sword faster than Master?"

He now understands why his master surrendered before the fight, and the speed of drawing his sword is not as fast as others. If he continues to fight, he will only bring shame on himself, especially if a master fights, the slight difference is enough to show life and death. Then he heard Tianzang say: "After I admit defeat, I promise to seal the knife for 20 years..."

"After 20 years, I have the opportunity to find him again."

"In seven days, it will be 20 years."

While sighing, Tianzang had already turned and left: "I just don't know if he is alive or not."

"Ghost, you go to the heaven again..." Dongying, the night wind was as cool as water.

The ghost head dressed in black walked slowly from the tall and majestic Amaterasu Hall, and stepped into the backyard of Mount Fuji, which is full of cherry blossoms. It is the place where Tianzang, the master of Dongying, retreated and practiced penance.

Master Tianzang has the prestige of Amaterasu in Dongpu, and has the most supreme hidden power. He does not have a real name but is banned by orders. In a sense, Tianzang is the most powerful person in Dongpu. Power, even today's emperor can't compare.

However, Tianzang has devoted himself to martial arts practice for more than ten years, and has long ignored the worldly affairs.

This is also one of the main reasons why Chutian and Daquan brothers were able to run rampant in Dongpu without anyone stopping them. The backyard of Mount Fuji is a dangerous place, located on a cliff, even if there is sunlight in the daytime, the mountain wind is strong. It still gives people the illusion of an ice peak.

However, there is a strange thing here, that is, in the center of the backyard as big as a square, stands a sapphire stone pillar as tall as half a person and about ten feet thick. A samurai sword with a diameter of three feet, in the middle there is a certain bright smoke.

Although the mountain wind is strong, it cannot affect the knife in the slightest.

At this moment, about ten feet away from the stone pillar, stood a majestic figure with his hands behind his back. Although he just stood there quietly, he felt like a spear piercing the sky, with an unspeakable sharpness and arrogance. The world seems to be shrouded in this person's power and is willing to be an obedient citizen.

Even the mountain wind became gentle, not even blowing his hair.

This person is none other than the Supreme Dongying Warrior, Tianzang.

One day every month, Tianzang would come to this knife and stand silently for three days and three nights. Since he was sensible, the ghost had no idea who his parents were. He was brought up by Tianzang, and the whole body martial arts was also carefully bestowed by Tianzang.

This is his benefactor, also close to his father!

Looking at Tianzang's sky-like back, Guitou felt reverence from the bottom of his heart, as if the sky was no longer scary, because with Tianzang there, nothing in this world could stop him. Immediately, Guitou I was surprised at my fragility again, which I haven't seen in many years.

But since fighting with that guy named Chutian, this feeling of longing to be protected occasionally appeared in my heart. In a trance, a voice came faintly: "Ghost, why is your heart beating so chaotically? Is there any knot in your heart that you can't untie?"

Guitou only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and a person had appeared beside him, with sword-like eyebrows, paired with a pair of eyes with insight into the world, Yingwei's face had a beauty that surpassed all living beings in the world, Guitou unconsciously Lowering his head, he felt that his thoughts had been completely seen through.

Although he never planned to hide anything from Tianzang, at this moment, he still couldn't help feeling ashamed. He was a martial artist who had been cultivating for many years, but he couldn't even deal with a kid. Instead, he was discovered by his master and questioned him. He couldn't help feeling that he was shallow.

Fortunately, Master Tianzang did not pursue the question, but deflected the conversation without any trace: "Jinggong knelt for another day? How many times have sunrises and sunsets been?"

Guitou took a deep breath, and replied respectfully: "Excluding the windy and rainy days without the sun, Prince Jinggong has already knelt for 47 sunrise and sunset, as long as he kneels two more, he will reach the 49 days set by Master." , Master, are you ready to meet her?"

Tianzang remained calm: "If she doesn't wake up, keep kneeling."

"Tian Chuan followed suit, let him also kneel."

Guitou lowered his head slightly: "Understood!"

"You're not at Mt. Fuji these days."

Master Tianzang changed the subject again: "You have gone down the mountain."

Hearing Master's objective explanation of his whereabouts, although he didn't question him at all, Guitou still lowered his head and told the truth: "I went down the mountain, and I went to Yita Tianchao to seek justice for a friend. In front of Chu Tian for three consecutive battles, he has the upper hand."

"But in the end, he was defeated by Chu Tian with one move."

A hint of helplessness and sadness flashed across Guitou's face, as if he had returned to the scene at the Wangfu Restaurant: "I tried my best to strike the most proud knife in my life, but Chu Tian was able to seize the gap between the transitions of the saber technique, and Guitou suffered a disastrous defeat! This life can only be retrieved by his charity."

Master Tianzang still kept the Gujing calm, he ignored the ghost to leave Mount Fuji, and he ignored the ghost to seek justice for whom, he just showed a trace of curiosity, and said in a calm tone: "You mean, he defeated you with one move. ? Is this Chutian really as unpredictable as the legendary ghost?"

Chutian's strength aroused Tianzang Teng's interest.

Guitou exhaled a long breath, and replied honestly: "I didn't believe that he was so perverted at first, but the fact is that I was injured internally by one blow from him. I can't bear his three moves, now I understand the prince's helplessness."

There was a gleam of light in Master Tianzang's peaceful eyes. He knew that although Guitou's skill hadn't reached the realm of heaven and earth singing, it was still superior to the unrestrained heroism of the rushing river. This shows the extent of the latter's martial arts cultivation?

"Unexpectedly, there will be a large number of talents in the celestial dynasty, and a new generation is better than the old ones."

Tianzang looked up at the samurai sword on the pillar, with an invisible smile on the corner of his mouth, and then Guitou heard Master muttering to himself: "Maybe I should really go out and have a look, there are still seven days, there are still seven days ...After the deadline, maybe I should find a chance to meet Chutian."

Having said that, his voice raised slightly: "There is still an old friend whom I haven't seen in 20 years."

In Guitou's bewilderment, Tianzang has turned around and pointed to the samurai sword on the pillar: "Gitou, do you know why I hang the sword on it? Do you know why I come to watch every month? Because The teacher is reminding myself that there is a sky beyond the sky, and you must know your shame and be brave."

Guitou was taken aback for a moment: "Shameful?"

Master Tianzang seems to be telling a secret, and also seems to be pouring out his thoughts: "20 years ago, I thought that martial arts had reached its peak, and there were not many opponents in the world, so I went to the Celestial Dynasty to challenge a warrior. After all, looking at the world, hidden dragons and crouching tigers The land is only in China"

Guitou raised his head subconsciously, glanced at the samurai sword on the pillar, and then said respectfully: "Although the master 20 years ago lacked some skill and experience compared to now, the martial arts should still be powerful enough to sweep China. I think that Master must have won the battle."

"Then seek defeat alone and seal Mount Fuji."

He was even fantasizing about the magnificence of that battle and how high-spirited his master was, but Tianzang shook his head lightly and smiled faintly: "You are wrong, I lost that battle, even though I have never fought a single move against that warrior. Half way, but I know the end result will be my fiasco."

Guitou's body shook, and disbelief poured out on his face. He couldn't believe that Tianzang would lose: "Master, you lost? How is this possible? How could you lose? And didn't you not compete with the other party? How do you know that you lost?" Will it fail miserably? The ghost head is stupid, please ask the master to express it clearly."

Tianzang is the god in Guitou's mind, and it is difficult for the latter to accept the fact that his master has lost.

There was a smile on Tianzang's face, and he stretched out his hand to pat the apprentice who had served him for many years and said, "Ghost, victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs. If a warrior does not fail, it is not because he has no opponents, but because he has never been defeated." There is no comparison with others, no battle, no failure."

"Otherwise, who hasn't failed? It's nothing to be ashamed of."

These words split the heart of Guitou like lightning, he nodded as if he had realized something, winning or losing is a common thing for warriors, he lost to Chu Tian, ​​but why didn't he win three games in a row?There is really no need to worry too much about winning or losing. What you should care about is whether you have made progress.

Ten years as one day, that is the tragedy of warriors.

"Master, I understand."

Guitou stood up straight, and threw out a puzzled sentence: "But I still don't understand, how do you know that you have lost?"

A rare blaze flashed across Tianzang's face, as if returning to the contest 20 years ago, he raised his finger and said, "The teacher back then was like a mighty river, powerful enough to sweep everything in the world, but the opponent was simple and unpretentious." , Ordinary can no longer be ordinary, I disdain."

Guitou understands that warriors often pay attention to momentum, and opponents without momentum are easy to be looked down upon. At this moment, he can imagine the situation before the battle between Tianzang and his opponent. Between the sky and the earth, two warriors stand opposite each other. Rainbow, one side is undisturbed.

"But as soon as I drew the knife I knew I was wrong."

There was a look of admiration in Tianzang's eyes, and he threw out a few words in a gentle voice: "I also know that I have lost. My samurai sword is only half drawn, but the opponent's black sword has been unsheathed, and his whole body is also injured by the blade. It suddenly became piercing to the sky and the earth, and the momentum instantly overwhelmed me..."

"I know very well that I am not his opponent."

The ghost head was shocked: "What? The other party draws the sword faster than Master?"

He now understands why his master surrendered before the fight, and the speed of drawing his sword is not as fast as others. If he continues to fight, he will only bring shame on himself, especially if a master fights, the slight difference is enough to show life and death. Then he heard Tianzang say: "After I admit defeat, I promise to seal the knife for 20 years..."

"After 20 years, I have the opportunity to find him again."

"In seven days, it will be 20 years."

While sighing, Tianzang had already turned and left: "I just don't know if he is alive or not."

"Ghost, you go to step on the heaven again..."