Jiang An'an is actually very willing to listen to her brother's reasoning. As long as her brother is a little serious, she will listen carefully.

Because in this world, no one is more important than my brother, and no one is more correct than my brother.

Of course, when it comes to homework, her "obedience" will be a little tortuous.

"Brother, don't worry, I won't kill people casually." Jiang Anan held the sword box and pointed three fingers to the sky with his right hand: "I, Jiang Anan, swear -"

Jiang Wang slapped her swearing hand down: "Don't swear easily."

He added: "If someone threatens you, don't be soft."

Jiang Anan blinked: "Is it soft or not?"

Shopkeeper Bai stood by and conveyed his intention promptly: "In short, you can't bully the weak or bully others, but if someone wants to bully you, use this sword and kill that person thoroughly."

"What does it mean to kill thoroughly?" Jiang Anan asked curiously.

Bai Yuxia smiled and said: "If you kill them and scatter them back to the sea of ​​origin, you will never be able to resurrect."

"Then what should we do?" Jiang Anan's big eyes were full of desire for knowledge.

Bai Yuxia was very positive: "There are many ways to do this. Come on, let me tell you. First you have to know this vital part of the human body -"

"Ahem!" Jiang Wang coughed slightly and interrupted this temporary small class: "What, An'an, your Uncle Ye has written again, asking you to return to Lingxiao Pavilion early, saying that he wants to teach you some rectification, it seems very important

…”

Jiang An'an said: "The Nine Heavens Universalizes Heavenly Thunder and Zhengfa?"

"Oh yes, that's the name!"

"Let's play for two more days." Jiang Anan said nonchalantly: "Just say I'm sick."

"That's fine!" Jiang Wang agreed readily: "Brother, I really can't bear to leave you. There happens to be a set of famous calligraphy collections over there in Chu State. It's still on the way. I wonder if it can be delivered in time... You can play for three more days.

Make sure the time is accurate."

"Stupid Hui!" Jiang Anan turned around and shouted: "Pack your luggage, take your rice bowl, let's evacuate!"

Silly Gray howled and ran away.

Jiang Wang frowned: "Chu Yao, please stop shaking, my teacher's eyes are dizzy from your shaking."

Chu Yao, who had squeezed back in, stopped and smiled slyly.

"Here." Jiang Wang casually threw a long old cloth bag over: "This is your sword."

"Thank you, Master!" Chu Yao jumped up, caught it quickly, carefully held the sword bag in his hand, and carefully observed the texture of the cloth: "Master, this sword bag is so unique, it must be worth it for everyone.

Money?"

Jiang Wang waved his hand: "Your uncle Lian Que used the cloth to clean the stove and wrapped it for you. Just use it, it's not a good wrap."

Chu Yao is an optimist: "Master, I understand that a peerless sword has no scabbard to hide its edge. The two of you wrapped it in this rag because you want to tell me the truth about treasures concealing themselves and teach me to be a low-key person!"

"I didn't think so much about it." Jiang Wang scratched his head: "Because this sword is also made of scraps, so it is reasonable to wrap it with scraps... right?"

"Hahaha!" Chu Yao laughed three times: "Master, you can't fool me."

"I, Chu Yao, am also named Sword today!" He tore the rag and said, "Come out, the third best sword in the world!"

What appeared in his hand was a gray scabbard sword. Calling it a sword might be a bit of an understatement. It looked like a big iron rod, with an uneven hilt that undulated irregularly.

It's like an iron bar that hasn't been forged at all.

Chu Yao was silent for a moment.

This look... this looks like the sword made by Uncle Lian Que. This appearance matches it!

Zhu Weiwo asked with great interest: "Why did you just say he was the third best swordsman in the world?"

Chu Yao said without enthusiasm: "The first is Sauvignon Blanc, the second is Zhaoxue Jinghong, and the third..."

His frustration came and went quickly, and he was full of fighting spirit in an instant: "The gentleman is in his body but not in his weapon. The third is my Chu Yao's sword!"

"Oh? Really?" Shopkeeper Bai looked at him kindly and casually revealed the comet tail sword at his waist.

Chu Yao's momentum weakened: "How about fourth?"

Lian Yuchan coughed.

Chu Yao said with a sad face: "Fifth is fine."

Jiang Wang nodded with satisfaction: "Since ancient times, no one has been praised for owning a sword. Only those famous swords have left their names in history because of their owners. Chu Yao, I don't intend to pull out the fifth sword in the world."

The famous sword, look at its edge?"

Chu Yao regained his energy in an instant, knowing that there was still a surprise, what a naughty master!

He grabbed the scabbard with one hand and the hilt with the other, imitating his master's heroic gesture of pulling the sword horizontally, and pulled it out with a loud bang——

A broken iron bar.

The edge of the sword cannot be seen, the spine of the sword is very rugged, the sword pattern has never been seen, and the tip of the sword is not sharp at all.

It makes sense to hide a sword that looks like an iron bar inside a scabbard that looks like an iron bar.

"Master..."

Chu Yao looked at his beloved master, his eyes finally a little confused.

Jiang Wang watched the change in his expression with a smile. He also smiled and raised his sword fingers, gently placing them on the broken iron bar: "Watch it -"

The sword finger touched the edge of the iron bar and lightly rubbed it.

It's like the process of lighting an oil lamp in a dark room.

In an instant, the sword radiated into the sky!

Chu Yao almost closed his eyes, but he opened them with all his strength. The dazzling sword light made him shed tears.

He shouted: "A peerless sword! My Chu Yao's sword!"

Jiang Wang's sword finger slowly moved back, and the sword light gradually dimmed, like a river of stars, disappearing into the night.

This sword became ordinary again.

Jiang Wang bent his index finger and gently scraped away Chu Yao's tears that were pierced by the sword light: "You are too strong. In the future, you must remember that no matter how powerful the sword is, most of the time, the edge is hidden in the sheath. The same is true for people.

, The road is long and you don’t have to be strong at everything.”

Chu Yao held the sword in his arms and bowed respectfully: "Disciple, I remember."

He immediately smiled brightly and said: "Master, what is the name of this sword? The marks on the sword's body are mysterious, complicated and messy. I really can't recognize whether there are any inscriptions."

"Its name is hidden in the sword's light. You can see it when you become good at eye skills." Jiang Wang said: "There are many people in this world who are like this sword. They started from humble beginnings and look ordinary. No.

Prominent, not noble, cannot be placed in a treasure box, and is not favored by others...but it can sharpen an edge that is unparalleled in the world."

"Towering trees grow from seedlings. Thousands of feet of dangerous peaks are built on tiny soil. The so-called husband should not be young! Chu Yao, a young boy like you is a person with infinite possibilities. Even a teacher would not dare to underestimate him.

you."

"The name of this sword is 'Youth'."

"When I was a boy..." Chu Yao murmured the name of the sword and said seriously: "Just like Master, you picked me out of the brick kiln. Although those bricks and tiles are dusty and ugly, they can build a beautiful house. Disciple

It’s just that piece of dusty tile, but one day it will be erected on a tall building!”

At the age of fifteen, he had already developed some high-spirited spirit. He had become famous in Xingyueyuan and was taught by a famous teacher in Baiyujing. He was now a teenager.

"The story of a young man growing up to be a hero is certainly inspiring, and walking from the foot of the mountain to the top step by step is also a scenery of life. But what Master wants to tell you more is -" Jiang Wang pressed his shoulder: "You must always remember the things in your life.

In the spring when the grass grows and the orioles fly, remember your youth. A man's true honor comes from guarding beautiful things."

Chu Yao nodded vigorously: "Master, I will never forget it! My disciple will definitely reach the top, make a lot of money, protect Bai Yujing Restaurant, and respect you!"

Jiang Wang raised his hand and slapped him: "You are obsessed with money!"

Chu Yao curled up his neck. But this slap was raised high and he just put it down gently, which shocked him: "Go ahead and finish today's homework."

"Okay!" Chu Yaoji held his sword preciously and left happily.

"Brother!" Jiang An'an poked her head out from upstairs: "Do you really want me to go back to Yun Kingdom now? Don't you want to stay for two more days? It's okay to practice calligraphy!"

"I do think so." Jiang Wang smiled and said, "But I'm afraid Pavilion Master Ye will beat me. He is old and frail, so I can't fight back."

"Humph." Jiang Anan wrinkled her nose: "You still want to fight him on New Year's Eve! You are not afraid of him at all."

"You are wrong! Although he has a bad temper, is rude, and is petty...how can I care about him?" Jiang Wang said with a smile: "We are rowing, not boxing - besides, you are the true successor of Lingxiao Pavilion.

, your schoolwork should still focus on him."

Jiang Anan said again: "Then do you have anything to say to sister Qingyu?"

Jiang Wang smiled brightly: "We can write letters."

Jiang Anan snorted again and packed up her luggage obediently.

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Jiang Anan went back to Lingxiao Pavilion, and Bai Yuxia gave it to her.
To be continued...