"What's going on?"
Seeing the seriousness of what Yuan Zhengyang said, Xiao Tangtang seemed to have thought of something and suddenly became a little disappointed, "Yes, does it have something to do with me?"
Yuan Zhengyang was startled.
"I know."
Holding the corner of her skirt, the little girl looked disappointed and said, "My parents have never allowed me to practice. Is it because I like swords too much..."
Although she is young.
But I also saw a lot of things.
The rules of Sword Town.
It’s so harsh that it’s outrageous!
Not only do they often capture outside sword cultivators.
Even people in the city are subject to strict inspections on a regular basis. Once a monk with a talent for swordsmanship is found, regardless of whether he practices swordsmanship or not, the end will not be good.
"well."
Yuan Zhengyang did not explain, sighed, and touched the little girl's head, with regret and regret on his face.
"It's not your fault."
"In the outside world, you must be the most shining genius of swordsmanship, but... fate is so weird, why did you happen to be born here?"
Speaking of which.
He stood up slowly and solemnly warned, "Grandpa, do you remember what you said?"
"kindness."
Xiaotangtang seemed to understand, and nodded blankly, "I remember."
"That's good."
Yuan Zhengyang sighed softly again, "From today on, you don't want to come again. Even if you come, grandpa won't see you anymore. There's no need to be sad. Everything in the world is like this."
Say it.
He turned around, straightened his back, and strode towards the mine!
"grandfather!"
The little girl couldn't hold it back and cried out, "Where are you going?"
Yuan Zhengyang's figure stagnated.
"Do what a sword cultivator should do!"
The words fell.
The figure slowly disappeared into the depths of the hollow.
This mine is extremely deep.
It seems to have been abandoned for a long time. The cave extends in all directions, like a spider web. Not to mention the complex terrain, each mine is long and narrow, and it is unknown where it leads.
Yuan Zhengyang strode forward.
From time to time, a suppressed cough sounded in the empty cave, as if
There is a hint of pain hidden in it.
After a long time.
The field of vision widened in front of him, but he came to a stone cave very deep underground.
There are several pearls hanging on the stone wall.
It dimly illuminates the scene inside the cave.
All people!
All of them were in rags, with unkempt hair and faces. They numbered more than three thousand, and they were so crowded that the mine was airtight.
Shockingly, they are all sword slaves!
only.
Compared with the sword slaves outside, although these people have a messy appearance, they have a calm temperament, a resolute face, and a sharp look flashes through their eyes from time to time.
A cough sounded.
Everyone looked towards the entrance of the cave.
"Senior Yuan!"
"Former Taoist Fellow!"
"Original brother!"
"..."
Everyone stood up and spoke.
The man who came had white hair and beard, and was tall and tall. Although he was injured, his body was as straight as a sharp sword.
It is Yuan Zhengyang!
Waving his hand, he signaled everyone to quiet down, coughed twice, and seemed a little tired, and found a random place to sit down.
"Senior Yuan."
A young man asked curiously, "Is Tangtang here again?"
"good."
Hearing this, everyone smiled knowingly, with a look of endearment flashing in their eyes.
This year.
It was Tangtang who delivered the medicine.
Tangtang has never seen them.
But they secretly met Tangtang many times, and they liked this kind, innocent and brave little girl from the bottom of their hearts.
"This girl is very good!"
"That's right, if she starts practicing, with her talent in swordsmanship, her achievements will be far beyond limits!"
"Pity."
One person sighed, "If she is stalking and shameless outside, I will accept her as my disciple!"
"net
Think good things!”
"That's right! If you want to recruit a disciple, it has to be me!"
"Obviously I am qualified!"
"Fart! If we were outside, could you beat me?"
"..."
Mentioned the matter of accepting disciples.
Everyone spoke one after another and almost started to quarrel.
"Okay, okay!"
An old monk said angrily, "My former brother said that he is not qualified to accept disciples. What are you dreaming about?"
"In my opinion."
"With this little girl's talent, only Xuantian Sword Head is qualified to accept her as a disciple!"
As soon as these words came out.
Everyone fell silent and looked at Yuan Zhengyang.
We have been together for many years.
To be continued...