The morning light breaks through the dawn, the sun rises eastward, and wisps of golden light shine through the clouds and smoke, sprinkling on the earth, bringing light.
Widths of smoke from cooking rose from Heishan City, and the city walls that had been silent all night slowly regained their vitality.
Hurry ~
The clear well water is poured into the large tank.
A young man skillfully washed the pot, washed rice, and cooked with fire. Before long, the aroma of the porridge and rice had already dissipated.
"Mother-in-law, it's time to have a meal!"
The young man served the rice quickly and did not forget to shout.
Squeak ~
The old woman pushed the door and went out to pick up the porridge from the young man: "Xiao Wu, thank you for your hard work and take care of the old woman every day..."
"How can I get the hard work to take care of my mother-in-law?"
Xiao Wu scratched his head.
"Oh, my kid has never served the old woman like this before he left."
The old woman was chattering and calling him to have dinner together.
"Master Yang is a big deal, so I, Xiao Wu, have done some trivial things."
Xiao Wu stayed obediently, and waited for the old woman to finish her meal, and then worked hard to wash the dishes.
The old lady saw it and felt helpless and relieved. Of course she knew that Xiao Wu was sent by her own boy to take care of her.
"Mother-in-law, you rest, I'll come back at noon!"
Xiao Wu waved his hand with a smile and was about to go out when he heard a "click" sound, and the door was pushed open.
"who?!"
He subconsciously retreated and drew his sword to protect Grandma Yang, and then he heard crying sounds behind him.
"Old man!"
Xiao Wu looked closely and saw an old man with a rosy face but excited face in front of the door, but the one who was one step behind was his own Mr. Yang.
"Old woman!"
Looking at the old couple holding their heads and crying, Yang Yu felt peace of mind, and the psychological shadow caused by the illusion of several times also disappeared silently.
There was no waves or surprises. The old couple who had been together for three or four years finally met.
"Master Yang!"
Xiao Wu was also very excited.
“Go out and have a walk?”
Yu Yang put down the living things bought by the old man, closed the door, and left the space for the old couple who had been away for many years.
Xiao Wu closed the door with a good attitude and told him about the changes in Heishan City these days.
In fact, there is no change.
After the rebellion of the Self-pity Shengshen was put down, Heishan County restored peace. Years later, the trauma of that year was eliminated. After the resettlement of refugees nearby, the population was more than before.
"There are some small thieves who come to make trouble, but they are all taken care of by Jinyiwei. The deputy Zhang Feng, the old man sent by Mr. Xu, is a ruthless person. He followed the clues and captured all the remnants of the Iron Sword Sect."
Xiao Wu was nagging.
Yu Yang didn't say anything.
He went out of Montenegro this time and experienced too many things and offended too many people. Although most of them were taken by him, there was inevitably a fish that missed the net.
However, Xu Wenji has always been safe in his work. A team of Jinyiwei can destroy the hamlets of hundreds of miles in Heishan County. If he has a small sect, there is naturally no problem in protecting an old woman.
"Thank you for your hard work these days."
Yu Yang patted his shoulder lightly.
"Not hard, no hard work."
Xiao Wu felt that his bones were a few taels lighter.
"From the future, let me practice martial arts. Although you are a little older, I have also come up with a solution these days."
As Yang Yu said, he handed him a note and asked him to buy medicinal materials.
"Thank you Mr. Yang!"
Xiao Wu was trembling all over excitedly, and hurriedly took the notes and silver, and hurried to the pharmacy.
"The power of the Martial Saint is really difficult to compete with. The magical power is slightly improved, but it is still a little short of breaking through. Do you really want me to defeat Zhang Xuanba?"
What a joke!
Just when this thought flashed through his mind, Yang Yu couldn't help but shake his head.
With his martial arts today, he has a great chance of winning against the Grandmaster, but he is still far from being a great master with all kinds of qi and all kinds of orifices. Even if he condenses into a furnace, he may not be able to match it.
Not to mention the Martial Saint?
Recalling the experience of being counterattacked ten times along the way, Yang Yu shook his head in his heart. In the illusion, he tried all kinds of ways, and even found a strong bow that was not as weak as the Four Symbol Bow.
Unfortunately, the King Zhao of Xifu was unable to hurt him at all, but he only supported him for a longer period of time.
However, the progress of his supernatural powers was minimal, but after ten death battles, his martial arts progress was much greater than that of months of hard practice. The Buddha's elephant was almost close to the fourth grade.
The Four Elephants Arrow of Heavenly Will is only one line away from breaking through to the seventh grade. The archers of the world can be called a master if they can practice a master of a master.
"Maybe, it's not about defeat, but about other conditions?"
He was thinking in his heart, and the footsteps of Yang Yu did not stop.
In a flash, his body and spirit were different from those of the past, so that along the way, although many people were watching him, no one recognized him.
Not long after, he came to a clean house.
"There are twenty-four bones on the back of a person, or there are differences between men, women, and young, but they are also very different!"
"If you cut your head with a knife, you need to recognize your bones..."
"One knife..."
Listening to the familiar voice, Yang Yu couldn't help but smile.
After the Liansheng Sect incident, Wei He instinctively transferred from Heishan to Qingzhou to be a hundred households, but he refused and chose to stay in Heishan County to open a martial arts school.
"Weijiawujia, idle people stop!"
The boy squatting at the door looked up and down at Yu Yang and frowned: "Aren't you here to learn swords?"
"How can I see it?"
Yu Yang smiled.
As the boy spoke, his eyes always fell on the back of his neck and his heart, and he obviously learned the habit of beheading swords. When he refined the ghost-head sword, the same was true for a long time.
It was precisely because of that experience that when he refined the ingredients, he was more committed to digesting the essence of it rather than absorbing the spirit in its entirety.
Otherwise, his spirit will be affected if it lasts for a long time.
"You have calm steps, a well-proportioned body, your five fingers are slender but your joints are distinct. Moreover, there are not even pores on your face, which is smoother than the big girl's breasts..."
"And, your sword, this sword..."
While talking, the boy went from squatting to standing up, then backwards, widening his eyes and sucking in a cold air:
"You, are you a good guy who has changed his blood?!"
"……good."
Yang Yu smiled silently and suddenly reached out to his neck, back, ribs, front heart, etc. to sway.
"Decapitation Knife?!"
The young man then breathed a sigh of relief and saluted respectfully: "It turns out that he is the senior brother. I'm late. I wonder which year did the senior brother enter?"
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "It's been almost five and a half years."
After thinking about it, it was indeed five and a half years to count the year of fishing and drying the net for three days.
"So long?"
The young man was stunned and then leaned forward mysteriously: "Does that senior brother recognize our famous senior brother's 'beheading knife'?"
"Decapitation knife?"
"yes!"
The boy looked excited:
"Don't you know? It's the most powerful swordsman in Qingzhou now, the beheading sword, Yang Yu!"
“…I recognize it.”
Yang Yu walked into the martial arts hall with no expression on his face, and originally wanted to give some advice...
This martial arts hall is much larger than the small courtyard in Weihe. Among them, there are seven or eight old trees that sprout. Under the trees are dozens of young people of different ages squatting on horse stance and hanging stones on their wrists.
Just like him back then.
In front of the main hall, on the wooden rocking chair, Old Man Wei got older, his hair under his hood became whiter, and the monkey hair in his arms became much whiter.
Everyone and the monkey were dozing off.
"Sir Wei."
Amid the curious or surprised eyes of the boys, Yang Yu slowly stepped forward, bowed slightly, and said:
"The disciple is back."
"who?"
Old Man Wei's body trembled. When he looked up and saw Yang Yu, the remaining trace of sleepiness disappeared immediately. He stood up suddenly and the old monkey rushed out.
"Yang, Yang..."
Wei He was shocked and immediately his despair changed. He grabbed Yang Yu's arm tightly, and his heart almost jumped out:
"If you don't dress up, you'll be recognized by others. Just wait for the court to be chased by the court!"
Yang Yu was stunned and then he was stunned. He knew that the matter of his wanted order had not been sent back to Heishan County, but he did not use any force and allowed him to pull himself back to the house.
After closing the door heavily, Wei He breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to say something, Yang Yu had already spoken first and explained to him.
"Can you be able to get rid of such a great sin as killing the state lord?!"
Wei He was dumbfounded with an expression of "You are teasing me".
"This matter is a long story, but it's not going to lie to you, right?"
Yang Yu smiled, pressed him on the chair, sat down himself, poured two cups of tea, and told him about what happened after he left Black Mountain.
Of course, just a few words were passed by the thrilling parts. Even so, Wei He was sweating all over and breathing rapidly.
"It's so dangerous, so dangerous."
"Walking over, I don't realize it's sinister..."
Yu Yang smiled.
In the past few years, he has experienced more things than in his previous twenty years, but he is no longer the same as he was back then.
Wei He took a sip of tea and breathed a sigh of relief: "I said it was fortunate that I recommended you to go there. If it were Hu Wan, I would have died a lot of times..."
“…”
Yu Yang was speechless.
"Aren't you here?"
Wei He smiled. The older he was, the less he became, and his whole body was more prosperous. He was no longer the true nature of an old executioner who beheaded ninety-nine years ago.
"Speaking of this, where is Senior Brother Hu?"
Yu Yang didn't really care.
"He, after recommending you to the Jinyiwei back then, although this foolish guy didn't say anything, he might still have some thoughts in his heart, and he had to go out and go out and make a fortune..."
Wei He snorted coldly:
"Then I was carried back and lay on the bed for almost two years, and my martial arts were almost ruined."
The smile on Yang Yu's face disappeared: "Who is it?"
"Who is so-called? The old man helped him cook, but after that, he would be a butcher at ease and never ask about venting."
Wei He sighed:
"Michelle Mountain has made a name for herself when she goes out. In fact, for hundreds of years, you are the only one..."
Yu Yang was speechless.
The world is full of evil, even he has almost died and survived several times...
Next, the master and apprentice chatted a lot. Of course, it was mostly Wei He who said that he listened silently. After a long time, it was not until the sun was noon that Yang Yu stood up and said goodbye.
"It was time to promise to give Senior Brother Hu a good knife back then, and it was time to fulfill his promise."
After saying goodbye to Wei He, Yang Yu was about to look for Hu Wan, but his heart suddenly moved.
He raised his eyebrows slowly and saw that the street opposite the martial arts hall was a sloping old man lying on a rocking chair, and the flags on the stall he raised were moving in the wind.
The first couplet: Make up Yin and Yang to break the five elements, and hold the sun and the moon in your palm.
The second couplet: Good and bad luck determine the seven emotions on the side, and there is a universe in the sleeve.
Chapter completed!