UGB Chapter 62
Chapter 62
The place where there are people is the rivers and lakes.
As long as there are people, the world will not be peaceful.
Li Ergou is not from the Jianghu, but he is very close to the Jianghu. It can even be said that he is in the Jianghu.
Because he opened a small tavern on the side of the road, there are fluttering wine flags hanging outside the house, when the wind blows, the flag with the word "wine" flutters with the wind.
The mellow aroma of the wine seems to be blowing away with the wind.
Li Ergou's wine making skills are very good, so naturally many people come to him specifically. People in the Jianghu are good at wine, nine out of ten, and they all like to get drunk. They don't work from five to nine like ordinary people. I can only run out at a fixed time to have fun.
Many people in the rivers and lakes are prodigal sons who wander around the world. Freedom is comparable to the wind that comes and goes, so when you come to this city, you can't help but come to Li Ergou's shop for a drink.
But today I don't know why, there are so many people who come to drink, there is no room to sit in the store, and the benches and tables are even placed outside.
In the tavern, you can eat a pot of wine and a plate of peanuts for most of the day. The shabby seats in the shop are full, and from time to time, some people shout: "Shopkeeper, serve another pot of good wine!"
Li Ergou said: "Okay!"
His hands and feet were nimble, and he took the wine jug to a table at that time, passing by a deserted table on the way, the trick stuck to the person involuntarily.
Li Ergou thinks that he has opened the shop for many years and has met hundreds if not thousands of people from the rivers and lakes, but this is the first time he has seen such a strange person.
This is still a very clean man.
His clothes were white, his skin was also white, and the exposed fingertips showed a bloodless paleness.
The dirty environment of the small hotel does not suit the man, or it is very unpleasant, so there are layers of white cloth piled up on the wooden bench where he is sitting.
The table in front of him was also covered with a large white cloth, as if he was worried that the dirt from the hotel had stained his sleeves.
A jug of the most expensive wine and a plate of peanuts were symbolically placed on the table in front of him, but he hadn't touched either of these things for nearly an hour since he came.
That jug of wine is very expensive. Even if Li Ergou's shop is doing well, he can't sell a bottle in a few days. It's almost the same price as liquid gold.
But he is an honest businessman, if the quality of the wine is not up to his price, he will not be able to open a small hotel for such a long time in this kind of place where people from the rivers and lakes gather.
So, it must be a jug of good wine that is well worth drinking.
But the man in white just bought it and didn't even touch it.
His jet-black hair was neatly tied up in a crown, and it was impossible to tell the man's age from the back view, only that he would definitely not be very old, and it was even more impossible to tell from the front.
Because a bronze mask was tightly fastened on his face. The mask was so big that it covered his face tightly.
No one knows what a man looks like behind the mask.
Li Ergou dared to say that this man was very dangerous, not only did he think so, but also the other gangsters in the shop. None of these gangsters even dared to approach the man in white, nor did they dare to approach him.
His shop is not big, but there are many people, and the business is very hot, so there are only a few big tables and a few wooden stools are definitely not enough for one person to sit down. Fortunately, most people in Jianghu are bold by nature and like to make friends , Sit down when you see a vacant seat, and share a table casually.
This has become a practice, how many people become friends after a few drinks.
But the man in white occupied a table, which was the biggest table.
The people who came in just glanced at his appearance, and then automatically backed away, preferring to leave with the wine, rather than sit next to the man in white.
Li Ergou looked at those people carefully, trying to find out why they did what they did, but no matter how he looked, he could only see the light of fear in their eyes.
They are afraid, afraid of Han, afraid of the man wearing the bronze mask.
Just as the mask depicts an evil ghost with a blue face and fangs, in the hearts of those people, this man in white clothes who is too clean seems to be an evil ghost, a figure that cannot be approached.
This kind of reaction made Li Ergou, who was not from the rivers and lakes, very puzzled.
What is the background of the clean white man?
Suddenly someone said: "It's time."
Everyone put down the wine in their hands at the same time, and looked straight out of the hotel.
Li Ergou was at a loss as to what time it was.
The man in white suddenly stood up.
He turned so that the bronze mask faced the door.
Li Ergou's gaze changed according to the direction he was facing, and he suddenly found that at some point, there was a person standing at the door.
As his shopkeeper, he should go up to greet him, but Li Ergou's expression changed again and again, and he couldn't pull out a flattering smile.
He should stand where he is, after all, the current atmosphere is really not quite right.
He didn't even dare to step forward.
As if caught between two people, he would die.
The man said, "I'm here."
He is a mighty and majestic man, his body is as tall as a hill, behind him is an epee that matches his figure, and his face looks indescribably serious.
With a dark complexion and a dark bunt, it looks even more terrifying, and it is in stark contrast to the unseemly white person opposite.
Li Ergou heard someone whispering.
"It's Taishan Sword, it's really him!"
"So he was also challenged?"
"Nonsense, if it's not true, what are we doing here?"
"Is such that."
Taishan Sword's real name is Zhang Hao, because the name is very common, people in Jianghu only use the title "Taishan Sword" to call him.
He is also considered to be an active swordsman in recent years. The sword is the weapon of murder, and he is the most famous one among the weapons. Although people use various weapons, the sword is still the most used. Among so many swordsmen, He ranks thirteen.
Because there are many people who use swords, and there are many people who do good things. Although there is no such thing as Bai Xiaosheng's weapon manual, there is a ranking among swordsmen, and the ranking is compiled into a book called "Sword Manual".
But the top few in the sword manual are blurred into a ball, only Ximen Chuixue, Ye Gucheng, Dugu Yihe, Mu Taoren and others are all top masters, since they have never competed with each other, no one dares to make a judgment .
It's not that I'm worried that these people will come to find the writers in person. After all, the masters of the rivers and lakes have strong qualifications. It's impossible to come to them for a joke-like ranking.
But people won't come to them in person, which doesn't mean their admirers won't come. Just thinking of this is enough to make the ranking people shudder and hesitate.
It’s okay to say that the latter few are older. If they are put to death in the entertainment industry, they will be old drama stars and national artists, but the first two are real national superstars, and they are still phenomenal. I don’t know how many admirers there are. kind of.
As long as you still want to save your life, you will not do it.
Closer to home, except for those with extraordinary status, other people’s rankings are more or less conclusive. The further they go, the more they are respected by the people of the world, and the more face they feel, such as Taishan Sword. People don't say they all know him [-]%, they have heard of this person's name more or less.
This is a very remarkable thing.
But I don't know when, those swordsmen who are famous in the sword manual have encountered a little trouble.
The first is the No. 20 swordsman, who was invited to fight at his temporary residence.
This is not a big deal, and it doesn't deserve people's attention, because inviting a fight is a very common behavior among swordsmen.
Challenge and be challenged, the winner has glory, and the loser...
Some are still alive, some are dead, it depends on the habit of the person doing it.
But most of the failed swordsmen died.
As you hear the news, you can die in the evening.
If it was Ximen Fuxue, even if he died in the duel, he would never regret it.
Death was a very sacred thing to him.
But it's not the case when it comes to others.
Even among swordsmen, there are very few who do not cherish their own lives, or wish to die. The birth of any first-class swordsman has countless bones buried behind him, but when he really becomes famous, he will hesitate.
Without more than half the grip, who would dare to challenge another master?
From this point of view, the top twenty masters in Jianghu may not necessarily move even after a few years.
But this year is strange, these masters are afraid that all of them will be killed by evil spirits, and even their lives will be lost.
The first unlucky person was No.20. It was just a normal appointment, but the challenger made it very grand, and there were a lot of incensed invitations. The opponent's snow-white paper and the small letters on it seem to be able to feel the atmosphere of a scholarly family.
The one who came was probably a gentleman who practiced swords.
The person concerned is not worried, he is also a well-informed Jianghu person and a swordsman, if there are any potential newcomers, it will be very clear. The strength must not be strong.
The next day, a strange man appeared in front of him, dressed in white clothes as standard, with a mask with blue fangs on his face.
The bronze face of the evil ghost reminds people of the beautiful and arrogant King Lanling in the legend.
The swordsman said: "The one who hides his head and shows his tail."
He disdains it, because a swordsman should reveal his face to the world, wearing a mask and not saying his name, is it because he dare not?
Such a person is not even worthy of becoming a rumor after being killed, let alone contribute to his achievements.
The man in white said, "Draw your sword."
His voice was hoarse, and it didn't sound like his own voice, maybe it was a fake.
Who could pretend so thoroughly?
The swordsman didn't value this person very much, he was full of thoughts of humiliating him, he drew his sword even more quickly, and he was not prepared to show mercy at all.
He is going to kill this man.
White light flashed.
Blood flowers bloom on the thick yellow soil.
Viscous blood.
Whose drop of blood is it?
The swordsman lowered his head, and the tip of the sword sank into his chest.
Ah, it was his blood.
The man in white didn't look at him.
He shook off the blood drops from the sword, the corners of his snow-white clothes were still white, and his hair was still meticulous.
What is he looking at, where is he looking?
The owner of the inn saw this anticlimactic duel, and he froze in place without saying a word.
Because he can't make a sound.
It wasn't until the white-clothed man walked away that he got angry and shouted loudly in his dantian: "Dead--people--"
No one thought that this dead man was not the end, but the beginning.
"do you died?"
"Which one are you talking about?"
"No. 14."
"died."
"When did this happen."
"It seems to be a few days ago."
"It's still that person?"
"A sword demon with a blue face and fangs?"
"Yes, it's still him."
"How many days is this?"
"About three months?"
"He has killed all No.20 to No.14 within three months."
"Yes, and he's not even going to stop."
"how do you know."
"Because Taishan Sword has already received the letterhead."
"Another one is dying."
"Maybe it was the sword ghost who died?"
"If he was going to die, he would have died."
"Too."
long silence.
"When is he going to kill?"
"Maybe he's going to fight all the way to Ye Gucheng or Ximen Chuuxue."
"Then why start with the No.20 kill?"
"Maybe he just wanted to kill someone."
"Since when did such a character exist in the Jianghu?"
"If you know, can you still call him a sword ghost?"
"There is nothing wrong with that."
"But where did the sword ghost learn his kung fu? I heard that his sword light penetrates Changhong, even Ye Gucheng's Tianwai Feixian can't match it."
"You have seen the Flying Immortal in Ye Gucheng."
"No."
"Then stop talking nonsense."
"But you are not curious about his sword skills."
"I've heard that Sword Demon's swordsmanship was found from treasure piles."
"Treasure pile?"
"Yes, it is the legendary martial arts treasure."
"When did such a thing exist in the Jianghu?"
"Who knows, I heard it from someone else."
"Is that sword skill good?"
"Whether it's serious or not, you can go to the sword ghost to see for yourself."
"where is he?"
"The hotel of Li Ergou on the East Street of Xiyang Village, where he and Taishan Sword have an appointment to fight."
"Go and see?"
"Go and see."
Conversations like this happened in countless places, and it was unknown who the sword ghost in that conversation was, who was able to stir up a bloody storm in the entire Jianghu in a short period of time.
No one knows where he came from, what he wants to do, and even his appearance and voice. No one knows, just because the opponent has superb swordsmanship, and there is an evil ghost mask with blue-faced fangs on his face, he is called "Sword Demon".
This person comes and goes without a trace, but every time he appears in the rivers and lakes, there will be a big news. Starting from the No. 20 swordsman on the sword manual, he will compete one by one, and he has not lost yet.
The losers are those swordsmen, there is only one destination for them, and that is death!
The superb swordsmanship and the weirdness of the characters are hard to guard against. If the well-known swordsmen on the sword manual thought that they would definitely have the strength to fight, but seeing people fall one after another, they also felt drummed in their hearts. I am afraid that the next one will be me.
It was under such circumstances that Taishan Sword received the letterhead.
Don't look at him as tall and thick, but in his heart he is afraid of death just like ordinary people.
Is he mortal?Taishanjian involuntarily reached out and touched the sword behind him.
Even she couldn't find it herself, her fingers were trembling slightly.
There was a trace of fear in his eyes, which was the fear of death.
No, he cannot die.
When Xiao Shan's majestic body is exposed to the sun, he is still the famous Taishan sword in the world.
But when he saw the sword ghost, the courage surging in his chest seemed to have leaked a small hole.
He also couldn't tell the reason, but the sunlight shining on the mask with blue face and fangs made him feel unspeakable fear.
Is it because of the mask, or because of the person?
Tai Shanjian suddenly opened his eyes wide.
The appearance of the other party reminded him of two people.
Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng.
Taishanjian had seen Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng. To be precise, what he had seen was the appearance of two people killing people.
One is extreme loneliness.
The second is extreme loneliness.
The person in front of him is also lonely and lonely, but he is not as lonely as Ximen Chuuxue, and not as lonely as Ye Gucheng.
The feeling he gave to Taishan Sword was only Yishui's arrogance.
This is a very arrogant person, you can tell from his standing posture, from his description and demeanor.
Even if you can't see his face clearly.
In an instant, Taishanjian suddenly wanted to retreat, because he knew that his swordsmanship was definitely not as superb as Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng, so he was naturally no match for the man in front of him.
But the pride of the swordsman could not allow him to flinch.
He can die meaninglessly, but he can't live in awe.
But even if it is death, he has to die to understand.
Taishan Jiandao: "Why are you interested in little people like me?"
The sword ghost said: "You are not a small person."
He added: "The top [-] in the sword manual are not small people."
Taishan Jiandao: "Compared with Your Excellency, it is not worth mentioning."
Sword Demon said again: "I'm not interested in you."
This remark caused an uproar among the crowd, and even made Taishanjian clenched his fists and his veins burst out.
Not interested in them?
Then why kill them all one by one?
The strong challenge the strong, and the strong kill the weak.
Although he didn't want to admit that he was weak, but in front of the sword ghost, this was a massacre.
Taishanjian said in a deep voice, "That's why."
Sword Ghost said: "I just want to kill a few big shots."
A sentence that is light to him is like a thousand gold to others.
Taishan Jianxin said, their lives are so worthless?
This seems to be the case for the man in white in front of him.
A scholar can be killed, but not humiliated.
Whether it is for a first-rate swordsman or a second-rate swordsman, this principle is common. For a moment, the anger in Taishan Jian's heart actually overwhelmed his fear of masters.
The flames of anger are burning brightly.
He already has the will to fight.
Sword Demon laughed silently.
Taishanjian was not the first person to ask him this question, and definitely not the last.
Why challenge them?Obviously any one of these people is as weak as an ant to him, and he can be crushed to death with just a finger.
Why kill them?
Does murder still need reason?
To him, killing people doesn't need reason, it's as simple as wanting to live.
The onlookers held their breath.
Now they finally believe that it is true that Sword Demon has a peerless secret book in his hands.
I don't know where the gossip came from. For a while, it seemed that everyone knew that Sword Demon's sword skills were learned from lost secret books.
It seems that only this reason can explain why he was unknown in the arena before, and now he suddenly soared into the sky.
Not everyone is born with a sword heart like Ye Gucheng, who can create a unique and unparalleled swordsmanship at a young age.
They are willing to believe that this person got some kind of on-demand video to make him realize, otherwise, how could someone perform such an amazing sword technique?
Breathing becomes heavy.
I don't know when, there is another hidden legend in the rivers and lakes.
Once you get the legendary cheats, you will be able to stand alone in the martial arts world.
Where did the legend come from, and where is it going?
Nobody knows.
As for whether the center of the legend responded to the rumor?
Perhaps even Sword Demon himself didn't know that an unnecessary martial arts cheat was pressed on his head.
But if he knew, he probably wouldn't do anything.
Because it doesn't make sense to him.
Most things in the world have no meaning to him. Living, killing, and dying are all part of his life.
The Taishan sword fell.
His body was very heavy, and the force of his fall was very loud, as if a mountain was cracking, making a sound of "rumbling——".
The surroundings were silent, not even the sound of breathing could be heard.
The sword ghost threw the blood stained on the blade to the ground in disgust, even if it was a weapon, it had to be clean to suit his wishes.
He also thought that this dress was absolutely not acceptable, because he was sitting on a very dirty wooden bench just now.
It's not just that I can't have clothes, but I must also have Mulan Tang when I go back, and wash my whole body dozens of times and a hundred times.
The severity of this person's cleanliness has reached the point where there is no cure.
He was about to leave, but he didn't know where the courage of the people present came from, when suddenly someone said loudly: "Wait."
Sword Demon stopped.
From this point of view, he is really a very obedient person. When others tell him to wait, he really waits.
Children are not as well-behaved as him.
Seeing that he really stopped, the man seemed to have gained courage from his well-behaved behavior, and said again: "How long are you going to challenge?"
Everyone present held their breath, because they also wanted to know the answer to this question.
The sword ghost said: "Naturally, I will challenge everything that is not in the sword manual."
Hearing his arrogant words, no one even dared to speak out.
Is there anything on the sword manual?Doesn't that mean he wants to challenge even Ximen Chuixue Ye Gucheng?
But others noticed something strange in his words.
The man said again: "Is it not in the sword manual?"
The sword ghost said: "Yes."
The man said again: "What is not in the sword manual?"
Could it be that he is not a world-born master?
The sword ghost paused and said, "Sword of Heaven."
Emperor Sword?
What is the Son of Heaven Sword?
It is called the Sword of the Son of Heaven to fight against the floating clouds and to go down to the Jedi.
The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and there is a lone city Wanrenshan.
But Baiyun City is not at the end of the Yellow River, but in the fertile South China Sea.
Standing alone on the beach, the sea and the sky are in front of you. There are three or two seagulls flying across the sky and flying towards the vast sky.
City Lord Ye's eyes were closed tightly, he was waiting.
Wait for the rough waves.
The waves are overwhelming, and people seem so small.
But as long as it is tangible, it will have weaknesses.
Indistinctly, "saw" several hidden lines in the vast expanse of whiteness passing through the eyelids.
What are those?
Ye Gucheng didn't think much about it, he moved lightly, like a flying fairy soaring nine thousand miles, his eyes were still tightly closed, but the sword in his hand seemed to be drawn by some kind of mystery, cutting in from a specific direction, pour down.
The turbid waves emptied, but divided into two places.
Is this the realm that humans can reach?
Ye Gucheng opened his eyes.
The beach was wet by the waves, but his clothes were still very dry.
This is not a power that can be attained by man.
This is the power a swordsman can achieve.
This is martial arts.
It has been more than half a year since the battle with Yu Luocha. During this half year, although he was in Feixian Island, he practiced sword every day, and he tended to work harder than Ye Guhong who was making up for his errands.
When a swordsman reaches his level, he doesn’t need to be like this. As long as his habitual practice of swordsmanship keeps him in good shape, what he needs seems to be the accumulation of experience and time. It's really hard work to turn into a desperate Saburo when his life is threatened.
Even the Second Young Master Ye worked so many times harder than usual, and just fell down on the beach a few days ago because he practiced too much sword practice.
It is said that it was due to many days of practicing swords without sleeping and eating, and hypoglycemia.
Then City Lord Ye locked him in a small black room.
Second Young Master Ye was crying in the small black room.
Why is Ye Gucheng so obsessed with sleep and food?Isn't it because of the five-year agreement with Yu Luocha?
Thinking of this, City Lord Ye's face contorted for a while. Fortunately, he was the only one on the beach, and he was able to show off to his heart's content.
The reason for Yan Yi is nothing more than two points. One is why he is so cheap. People say that he can fight him in ten years. In the third year of high school, I wished I could sleep with my sword in my arms. It was like practicing sword until I was insane.
It was even scarier than when he lived under the shadow of death.
As for the second point...
Yan Yi has further upgraded, even if Ye Gucheng is a man who has read the script, he never thought that Ximen Chuuxue's father is actually Yu Luocha.
To be reasonable, the original book did not say, why is the world automatically completed, and why is it such a wonderful way of completion?
How could Ximen Chuuxue look like Yu Luocha's son?
Can he really inherit the Western Demon Cult?
Is this more impossible than him falling in love with Sun Xiuqin and being a stupid father?
Not to mention that in the original book, the only purpose of Ximen Chuuxue's love affair is to lay the foundation for him to achieve the ruthless way.
It is very pitiful to think about it this way.
But Ye Gucheng dared to say that even if Ximen Chuuxue really fell in love with Sun Xiuqin in front of him, it would have less impact on him than when he told himself that Yu Luocha was his father.
No, even after more than half a year, he still couldn't wake up from the shocking truth.
No way, I was shocked!
What frightened him the most was that he was the only one who knew about such a big matter.
No, no, theoretically, Ximen Chuuxue and Ximen Chuuxue's father knew about it.
Even Lu Xiaofeng didn't know.
Thinking of the trust in his confidant shown on Ximen Chuuxue's cold face at that time, and not hesitating to tell the truth after he spoke quickly, Ye Gucheng could only swallow the bitter emotions in his heart, pretending that nothing happened, and accepted it very calmly. Reality.
His expression is really calm, very easy to handle, revealing a calmness that no matter what happens, he can't be beaten.
It made Ximen Chuuxue show an admiring expression of "As expected of the Lord Yecheng".
In fact, he really wanted to find someone to complain about, and share this secret that must never be told to the second person.
However, no such person exists.
Every day when Master Yecheng practiced his sword, he had to think of Yu Luocha, and every time he thought of Yu Luocha, he had to think of Ximen Chuuxue.
It's also very sour.
Thinking of this, the sword in City Lord Ye's hand slashed down fiercely again, without even opening his eyes, the waves shattered.
When he opened his eyes, he had already reached this state. Ever since "Flying Immortal Beyond the Sky" achieved great success, he seemed to be able to perceive a part of nature.
But the world seen by the eyes is different from the world perceived by other senses.
He is trying to treat himself as a blind man, listening with his ears and perceiving with his heart.
Only in this way can we enter the next level.
Although such rigorous training is painful, it is very effective. Ye Gucheng's swordsmanship can almost be described as advancing thousands of miles a day.
But even so, he still had an invisible sense of anxiety.
Not enough enough not enough.
Only after fighting Yu Luocha did he know how big the gap is between them.
Only then did I know how far a real swordsman can go.
But will he give up because of the big gap?
There seemed to be thousands of stars in Ye Gucheng's eyes.
No, of course not.
When he held the sword in his hand and felt the cold touch, he knew that he would never retreat.
A strong opponent will only make his blood boil.
City Lord Ye walked into the mansion with a cold face, facing Langyue.
Langyue held a tray in her hand, and an envelope was placed on the tray.
The envelope was snow-white, with a faint fragrance of ink floating in it. I'm afraid even this ink is worth thousands of gold.
Ye Gucheng said: "Where did the letter come from?"
Lang Yue said, "He's from Wanmei Villa."
Ye Gucheng's face twitched slightly, but of course, no one noticed.
In line with the personality of Ximen Chuuxue's confidant, he almost started the letter at the fastest speed.
The content seems to be very simple. At this time, the plum blossoms in Wanmei Mountain Villa are in full bloom, and the Lord Ye is invited to enjoy the plum blossoms and discuss the Tao.
Ye Gucheng once again fell into the battle between heaven and man.
To go or not to go.
this is a problem.