The cliff was steep and the wall stood thousands of feet high. Yun Zhong tried his best to pick up the two swords of Zigui Wuyue, who had almost broken away beside him. He hesitated for a moment, but still trembled and bowed with his fists. Then he left, almost moving down the mountain step by step. When he stepped on the loose rock wall and finally retreated to the foot of the mountain, he coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood. He found that it was difficult to save much strength to move around. He sat down on the spot, opened his mouth and breathed for two or three incense sticks before he felt better.

In the last 20 years, Yun Zhong was trapped in front of the first enemy he met in this cave. No matter how tricks he used, he could not take a step.

Since seeing the world ascend to the Taoist path of immortality, even though there was already the humility of Xiu'ang being a dog in Yun Zhong's temperament, he did not feel that his sword skills were still inferior. In his early years, he often fell at a disadvantage because his methods were too thin. However, he only discussed sword skills and understood his master Wu Shuang's great sword moves. Now he has turned it into his own use. Yun Zhong, who has polished countless thousands of swords through the Liushui Sword Score, never felt that his sword skills were his own sword skills.

, it should be lower than others. But in just two days, the arrogance accumulated by the young man's nature was all called the middle-aged swordsman with ordinary eyebrows and eyes and one arm holding a sword. The mountains were high and the sky was high. No matter how Yun Zhong handed out his exquisite sword move, he hoped to win a surprise or break the move by force. The swordsman's swordsman's swordsman's swordsman was always like the setting sun in the long river. Seeing that the sun was about to set, he could not suppress the night with Xu Lai.

At first, Yun Zhong felt that this person's swordsmanship was one line higher than himself, and he might have to overcome it in two or three moves. So he climbed the mountain twelve times in a row, from the sky to the sky floating on the moon, and the only thing he got was a small injury. The sword injury was fine and dense. Although he was already embarrassed, it was still because the one-armed swordsman had a proper position, so that Yun Zhong would not lose more miserably and deliberately kept his hands.

I don't know if it was because of frequent obstacles that I could not pass this tip, destroying Yun Zhong's many desires for victory, or because of repeated defeats, I learned some swordsmanship from it, which took more effort to understand the tricks. From the beginning, I climbed the mountain twelve times in one day, and after twenty-two days, Yun Zhong only went up the mountain once a day, and at the rest, he rested and recovered from his wounds, lifted his sword and closed his eyes, although he still couldn't beat the one-armed swordsman who didn't know the depth, but he was getting hurt. At first, he didn't add hundreds of minor injuries around his body, but now when he went down the mountain, he had to spit out several mouthfuls of blood, and the sword injury became heavier, which was deeper and deeper.

But even though the swordsman was almost cut into old silk in the corners that were ventilated on all sides, Yun Zhong's mood seemed to climb up one step at a time, one day better than one day.

There are hundreds of small injuries, and compared with the injuries that are different in the depths in front of you, you have to say the advantage. That is, the one-armed swordsman initially dealt with Yun Zhong, but he was very careful. Now he can no longer do such a light and no effort. Instead, he shows a vague appearance of defeat. At most, it can be seen that he will suffer from two more days. At least, he will probably have some chance of winning when the injury has changed from heavy to light again.

Therefore, although Yun Zhong was taught a lesson by the swordsman in his palm in the past few days, and he would be teased for a few words when he was defeated, his mood was still good, but he was better than being imprisoned in a house. He was so happy that he even lived in a deep house. In addition to fighting with the one-armed swordsman before noon, when his injuries were slightly relieved, he often had to take the children in the city and village to wander around for a few trips, catching birds, picking flowers and attracting fish, but he was also comfortable.

It was almost dusk, and Yun Zhong was still two swords back to the sheath. He walked leisurely outside the city gate without asking for help. He just whistled. The six or seven children in his spare time inside and outside the city gate came forward one after another, calling friends and companions. Soon there were nearly twenty or thirty children. Yun Zhong, who was yelling and yelling, walked into the twilight. He was all guessing that the swordsman brother would take him to play today, and how rare it was to see.

Inside and outside the city, every household knew about Yun Zhong's feat of killing the dragon not long ago. Moreover, the swordsman was very cold and cold as he thought before, and was quite easy to talk. A few days ago, it was difficult to set up a long ladder when repairing the city gate. Several famous craftsmen with a surname were inconvenient, so they had to go and disturb Yun Zhong and ask the latter to pass the sword to set the long ladder to the city gate tower. Yun Zhong did not refuse, but instead carefully handed the sword energy. He originally thought that this swordsman with great ability was cold in nature, but after more than two decades, he found that Yun Zhong was quite gentle in nature, so he felt relieved. People often came to the mansion to ask for help and responded one by one.

Therefore, these young children followed Yun Zhong out for a trip, but their parents at home were quite relieved. Of course, if there were people who wanted to make their children happy to study, they knew that they had never finished writing the courses left by their husband's orders today. The land and water are very strong, and they would definitely not be missing a meal of fried pork on the bamboo board, which was quite solid. Yun Zhong often did not persuade him, but waited for a few days to escape the limelight and still had some children who were still inflexible to go out again, and often had to take the books I read in the mansion to take the exam, which was very embarrassing. While laughing, the children also brought back a lot of face, and it would be very good to make these children who were very close to their own children learn the profound knowledge in the books.

Today, Yun Zhong did not take a long way, but went straight to the peach forest a few miles outside the city to get a hundred peach fat. Naturally, there were children who were not very serious. They almost pulled the outer bark off of the peach tree, and they would inevitably knock the back of the head by Yun Zhong's sword hilt. They knew that they had made a mistake. When others had not looked at them, they pushed the bark back, which made Yun Zhong laugh and cry, but no longer blamed them too much. They just said that they needed to take a closer look at the next time. Since they were children, they often fought for the same peach fat that was as condensed as amber, but after Yun Zhong knocked many times, they knew that they could not get into a ball because of such trivial matters, so they had to come to the lucky children one by one, and bargained for three and five, and at most they would apply grass juice from the peach forest to the skin of others, and the sound of playing was shocked.

When the night is getting dark, although the children are still in good health, they think of the taste of fried pork on bamboo boards, so they have to go back separately. Yun Zhong distributes the hundreds of peach fat they have picked to the children and asks them to hand them over to their parents after returning home. They brew them frequently, which can stop diarrhea and remove heat and nourish people.

"It's so interesting. Your boy's temperament is that you took these kids out for fun. I was a little worried before. I saw you today. It seems that it's really good. It's not a luxury to get a gentleman in the future."

"How dare you think of it?" Yun Zhong took out two peach fat and respectfully handed it to the person in front of him. He knew that the senior, who was called Dongyanjun, was free and easy. It seemed that when he first met, he knew that this senior was so beautiful and loved gold and silver. In the eyes of others, he was not a master of the six senses. But in Yun Zhong's opinion, the more he had such a temperament, the easier it was to get along with him.

Dongyanjun also knows that he is born in front of him and has the same virtue as his old friend. If two people push and rub it over and over again, they may talk for two or three days. The younger generation will not be too exhausted, and they even know how to pretend to be stupid. Although his temperament is very consistent, there is indeed something important to him. After briefly explaining the purpose of the visit, he saw Yun Zhong frowning slightly and sincerely intend to chat with the latter, just to relieve his boredom.

"A few days ago, when your mood was depressed, I told Nanyang Jun that sometimes when it rained, don't install a good person to hold an umbrella to ride over people. The sun is warm in your eyes, but the other people's hearts are raining heavily. No matter how many years you live, it's all the same. Buddha will not pass on people, nor will the umbrella to pass on people. You are glad that when Jiandao entered the hall, there are people in the world who are immersed in great suffering, and sadness and joy cannot be connected."

"But what I'm curious is that I have obviously been beaten up by many fat people in the world, and I have suffered more than the old friend who is waiting for me. How can I bear it?"

Yun Zhong was asked about this for no reason, but he didn't know how to answer for a while. He frowned slightly and was not in a hurry to answer.

It's very simple, but not simple either.

"Maybe there are still things I want to do, and I have the blessings I can't afford, but I have few hardships that I can't hold on. I'm thinking about drawing a sword, so when I encounter hardships, I can't see that it's hard to survive in this world, and I'll grit my teeth and stamp my feet and die."

When I looked up again, there was no longer Dongyanjun in front of me, but a man and a woman.

The man is handsome, but unfortunately he is old and the woman looks indifferent. She only looks gentle when she looks at the man.

Ye Zhai, who was covered in snow, slowly curled up the corners of his lips, "It seems that the sword box entrusted to Brother Yun is not in vain."

Dongyanjun, who had a hundred miles away, sat back again on the tea table outside the teahouse, held up a cup of tea, swallowed it smoothly, and felt refreshed, and there was no point in disgusting it. It was originally the temperament of the idle Yun Yehe who was unwilling to give up his salaries. Not to mention this kind of herbal tea soup, even if it was not mentioned, Dongyanjun could drink it correctly and point out the wonderful things that could be praised in two or three places, not to mention the best seasonal things, when autumn comes

The festival should have drunk such a tea soup that has been destroyed. After drinking the tea, he patted Nanyang Jun on the shoulder, "I was so sad that I was not doing nothing, but I was planning to find a way to get a smooth road. You see, it is difficult to cross the river. You can either use your own cultivation to cross the river, or borrow a boat or go from the long bridge to the other side of the river. Although one step is calm and the immortal spirit is full of your sleeves, you can say that you have lost your airs and style by riding a boat across the river?"

"Just be able to carry the heavy burden, what's the cold, the cultivation of the gods and the fate of worrying about."

Nanyang Jun shook his head and sighed.
Chapter completed!