Chapter 630

Not far from the small garden city, there is a village called Shanshui village.

The village is close to the small garden city. The farmers in the village make a living by supplying fresh vegetables to the small garden city. There is nothing else. Shanshui village is not far away from the small garden city. Standing at the head of the village, you can see the outline of the small garden city.

The snow is flying in the small garden city tonight, but outside the small garden city, everything is as usual without any abnormality. If you look up in Shanshui village and even see some stars hanging in the sky, doesn't it mean that tomorrow will be another sunny day? It's just that the night is already deep. Even those old people who occasionally get up at night are just confused. Who has leisure and leisure to look up at the night.

In a small yellow mud yard at the head of the village, the lights are still on. The couple in the room are soaking the vegetables picked in the field in the middle of the night. This is to soak the vegetables. In addition to keeping them fresh, the other layer is to increase the weight. Some of the ordinary people are honest, but some people are not. What Conscience, what nature, is not worth mentioning in front of the silver.

Reaching out the vegetables in the water, the middle-aged man turned his head and looked at his mother-in-law, some swearing and saying: "I said this kind of food has no future. Besides, I can't sleep well in the middle of the night. At most, when the boy gets into the exam, who does this again is the dog!"

The woman who looked at it and knew how few words she was talking about did not know how many times she had heard her man say these things. Naturally, she did not care at all. She just hesitated for a moment when she heard her husband mention her boy. She was a little excited and said, "Mr. private school has said that drum's brain is very smart. This time, 80% of it is going to be done. After he has become, we will We will also move to the city. When we go to build a small shop, the days will be different. Even if gu'er can't be an official in the future, it's no problem to be a teacher. We don't have to suffer so much. "

While speaking, the woman's face was full of happy expression.

But soon, the middle-aged man was a little angry and said, "when the boy got into the exam, he had to make a small shop. It's not a day or two for me to raise that boy! It's time for him to be filial. "

The woman said in a soft voice, "we can't add too much trouble to our children. If we go to the city, we'll have a good life."

The man retorted, "what kind of a good day is this?"

"Why not?"

The woman opened her eyes wide and seemed to have no idea why it was not a good day.

The man was a little agitated and didn't want to talk to his mother-in-law. He just talked a lot of gossip when he was working. Those voices came from the house, but the voice was not loud, and few people could hear it.

But the two people sitting on the roof could hear it clearly.

One of the two people on the roof looked just like a teenager. He was looking at the book in his hand in the moonlight and heard his father and mother talking. Only then did he smile at the middle-aged man dressed as an ordinary scholar.

Middle aged man sitting on the roof, the whole person's eyes fell on the night sky, he looked at the distance above the small garden city, calm and speechless.

Before reading for a while, the young man asked many questions, and the middle-aged man answered them one by one, without any difficulty.

After closing the book, the young man looked at the middle-aged man and said sincerely, "Mr. Zhang, your knowledge is really higher than those in the city."

The middle-aged man, who was called Mr. Zhang, didn't speak. The praise he had heard in the past was often compared with those saints who had been immortal for ages. It is rare for such a young man to compare him with those teachers in Xiaoyuan city.

He felt a little strange, but that was all.

A man like him would never do anything because of the novelty. If he did, it would not be him.

After the boy closed the book, he talked more, but in addition to the words of praise, most of them were other gossip, which the middle-aged man sitting on the roof was not willing to listen to.

The reason why he has not left this small village is that he is waiting for the opportunity. In fact, it is more appropriate to say that he has to wait for a person.

"Sir, you are so learned, how can you like to stay in such a small place?"

Teenagers always have a lot of questions to ask.

Mr. Zhang, who is called Mr. Zhang, didn't come to this small mountain village only today. He came here half a month ago. After he came here, he stayed with a family at the head of the village. By chance, he met the young man. So he would come to see the night on the roof of the house every night for half a month. Of course, he also took the place of this A young man solves his puzzles.

Mr. Zhang turned his head and looked at the young man and said calmly: "if you stay in a certain place for a long time, many people will have some tiredness. At this time, walking to other places can dilute the tiredness. Life is short, only a hundred years. After all, it can not be said how difficult it is. But eventually, some people will not like others. Maybe it is not too long to see some scenery. That's the case with me The reason why I left the place and came here is only forced. ""Forced?"

The young man's eyes were on Mr. Zhang's face.

Mr. Zhang continued: "people like us don't seem to have anything to do, and no one can force us to do it. But things are so, there are always some things that you have to do."

"It's no different from forced nature."

Looking at the young man, Mr. Zhang rarely said more digressions. "Like you, the greatest vision of your life is to be an official one day. If you are lucky, you can be an official in the capital. However, there is still an emperor in charge of him. It is not really comfortable, it is still in vain."

Young some unconvinced said: "Sir, this world has the comfortable person?"

This was a young man's casual question, but when he saw Mr. Zhang's silence, he plucked up the courage to say a few more words: "life is in the world, there are friends and relatives, there are things that can be done, and there are those who want to do but can't do them. If you want to be comfortable, don't you think you can do everything you want to do, and if you don't want to do, no one can force you to do it? "

Mr. Zhang thought for a while, and then chuckled:" it's true. It's really hard to be really comfortable. It's just that I once had a friend, so I'm infinitely close to this point. "

Speaking of this, Mr. Zhang's eyes gave birth to a look of nostalgia, "this vast world, around 6000 years, only one person!"

The young man opened his mouth and called Mr. Zhang. He was not stupid. Naturally, he could see that Mr. Zhang has something on his mind, and his mind is still very serious.

Mr. Zhang stood up and said calmly, "in the past half a month, you didn't ask my name, and I didn't ask your name. It's a very interesting thing. But after today, the fate of you and I will come to an end."

The boy widened his eyes.

Next, I'm afraid it's the most absurd scene he'll ever see.

In the night sky, Mr. Zhang stood up from the roof of the house. He didn't do anything, but his body began to shine with gold, and then he began to drift towards the distance, which was very dazzling at night.

When Mr. Zhang drifted out of the mountain and water village, an indifferent voice came from the distance, "go back!"

At the same time, there is a white sword light across the night!

I'm Liuxiang.

For any swordsman in the world, these four words are definitely more than just four words.

Li Fuyao looked at the man in green clothes and swallowed his mouth. He was already well-informed. The sage Yanhe in the fog mountain and the sword King trapped for thousands of years in Xiaoyuan city.

This is the Sword Fairy Liuxiang six thousand years ago?

Everyone else can do it, but why is it the Sword Fairy Liuxiang?

Before the first World War of Luoyang City, Liuxiang appeared in the clouds. The world only knew that there was another sword immortal among swordsmen in this world, but few people knew that it was Liuxiang, which was closely related to the sword immortal six thousand years ago.

It is clearly recorded that the sword immortal died on Jianshan.

But this one can be said to be the Sword Fairy.

But he is not another Sword Fairy, but the Sword Fairy Liuxiang!

It's a name as loud as chaoqingqiu.

If Li Fuyao doesn't have some trance, I'm afraid it's not normal.

Liu Xiang said that sentence, there is a moment of trance, "this name, I can argue with the person died, other people, also difficult to say what."

After saying this, Liuxiang looked up at the sky curtain and the sword light and gold light in the cloud sea, and then said, "sword master, I really want to say, I also want to call out the elder. When Chao Qingqiu was still alive, the world was calm. Once this man died, the whole world would be in chaos. Here is a sword immortal, there is a saint. After that, the world will be in chaos What's the matter? "

The monks in Liuxiang seem to be confused about this matter.

Li Fuyao looked at the man who seemed to be talking to himself. He soon got rid of the shock. He quickly determined that the man in front of him was always a sword immortal, whether it was Liuxiang or not. Since he was a sword immortal, he appeared here again. Naturally, it was very helpful to the sword king on the cloud. Today's situation may be different.

So Li Fuyao doesn't need to leave the small garden city in a hurry.

But the willow lane just looked up at the sky screen, did not rush to hand, but asked: "ten thousand Zhang long is you give him?"

Since it's a willow lane, you can naturally know the sword called wanzhang long.

Liuxiang was unique six thousand years ago. The only one who could make him see more was the sword immortal. Since wanzhangchang was his sword, Liuxiang naturally knew it.

Li Fuyao took a deep breath and said, "it went by itself."

The sword has a spirit. What's more, the sword is so long that it is willing to be held by the sword master. Naturally, Li Fuyao couldn't help letting go. Long ago, Li Fuyao wanted to find a good master for this sword, but he has never been able to do it. Now that the sword has found its own owner, it can be said that everyone is happy, but they don't know what the fate of the sword will be With the sword king, we will disappear in the clouds, or let the world know the name of this sword again.Liu Xiang sighed, "at that time, wanchi opened up a new path. With this method of imperial sword, we could be invincible in front of other sword immortals, but when we met Liuxiang, naturally, there was nothing to say."

Liuxiang is the most dazzling monk of that time. Meeting Liuxiang is the dream of many monks.

With these words, Liuxiang looked at Li Fuyao, and then said with some dullness: "you want to come to this day and have been wondering whether I was the Liuxiang six thousand years ago."

Liuxiang crooked his head, "if I am a willow lane, I don't think it's a fatal problem. According to some people's rigid ideas, then I can only count as half of the willow lane. As for when can it be regarded as a whole willow lane, it depends on whether there is that willow lane. It's just that on that day, I'm a willow lane, but it's not me."

With that, it seems that some sad emotions spread out.

Liu Xiang rubbed his cheek, and then he began to be silent.

Li Fuyao couldn't help asking, "it seems that it's very difficult for master Jianjun to be in the cloud. Why didn't you do it?"

The willow Lane breaks down a section of willow branch, indifferent way: "wait for someone else."

And so on.

In that small mountain village, the Confucian sage said the same thing. What he said was waiting for the enemy, but now the person in Liuxiang is waiting for a helper.

He began to read fragmentary, "Chao Qingqiu made such a good beginning of this bureau that we later would feel ashamed if we didn't make a good use of it. We'll kill two of his saints here, and then we'll kill several others on the cloud. Will this matter be solved?"

Li Fuyao stood not far away. Naturally, he heard these words clearly. He couldn't help but feel shocked. This is the great work of the monks in the sea?

If it is true as Liuxiang said, two saints died here recently, both Confucianism and Taoism will suffer heavy damage. After that, who can compete with the swordsman with three sword immortals?

It seems that it is not far away that the swordsman regains his former glory.

Li Fuyao took a deep breath and made himself as calm as possible. Could it be another night?

Liu Xiang didn't have time to pay attention to what Li Fuyao was thinking. He just grasped the willow branch and then turned his head to look at the distance and called out, "is it coming?"

There was no sound in the distance, but there was a sword light in response.

In the night, the striking sword spirit is like a silver dragon, scurrying in the sky.

Liu Xiang holds down the Baiwen in his waist, and then looks up to the clouds. Countless wind and snow meet his eyes and make way for a road.

This is the sword King inviting him into the cloud.

Liu Xiang turned to spit, and then said with a smile, "here we are."

And in the distance, golden light!

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