Chapter 14 Life depends on the edge 1

After walking together for several days, they finally left Dali and came to Guangnan West Road in Song Dynasty. That night, Lin and Feng walked to a sandy land and lay down on the fine sand. Feng Xiaoyin soon fell asleep, but Shengnan did not.

It has been constantly pounding in my mind, and the past events are still vivid in my mind——

He was only seven or eight years old at the time. When he was practicing his sword, a group of children suddenly ran over to disturb him. The one at the front was Feng Younan, the son of the local snake Feng Tiehu. He was in his teens, leading a little kid with a snotty nose behind him.

Coming over with bad intentions, Feng Younan casually grabbed a handful of stones and threw them at Shengnan. Naturally, the group of boys followed him and hit him, cursing as they did so: "Descendants of spies! Descendants of spies!"

Shengnan panicked and hid his sword: "What are you doing?!" Feng Younan smiled contemptuously: "A traitor, a descendant of a spy, will of course become a traitor and a spy when he grows up. We can't tolerate you here! Hurry up and deal with it with your mother.

Please leave Tai'an with your baggage, otherwise don't blame us for being rude, you coward!"

Shengnan was irritated: "What did you say?!" Feng Younan sneered: "What's the matter? You want to have a fight? How dare you! My father is Feng Tiehu, what about you? Do you have a father? Your father is despised by everyone.

You are a spy and a traitor, and you deserve what he deserves for betraying the rebels!" Shengnan rushed forward in anger and pushed him to the ground. While beating him, he shouted: "Don't call my dad! My dad is a good man!" The two of them struggled together.

, the gang of boys pretended to be trying to break up the fight, but they actually besieged him. In a short while, Shengnan was covered with bruises, nose, bruises and face swelling.

Another picture flashed through my mind. When I was very young, I didn't understand or have the ability to protect my mother. Feng Tiehu went to his house that day and kept beating his mother for some reason, and finally pushed her into the corner.

The blood flowed from her forehead, and it was still dazzling to this night many years later.

As he thought about it, he could not help but feel sad and desolate. He pillowed on the fine sand and heard the sound of sand that seemed to be flowing. His hand unconsciously touched the Yinhen knife at his waist. He thought about the relationship between swords and swords in the mountains and rivers.

, it was impossible to think of Lan Yuze, who lamented that after several years of wandering in the world, the beautiful and happy days were fleeting, and he couldn't help but feel a little pain. Feng Xiaoyin noticed something, woke up and asked him: "What's the matter?" Sheng

Nan Mang covered it up and said, "It's nothing, I'm just reminiscing about the past."

Feng Xiaoyin was stunned: "Past events?" Shengnan nodded: "I'm thinking about my father."

Fengxiao groaned: "You mean Zhang Anguo?" Shengnan was slightly shocked: "Have you heard of it too?"

"Obviously, I know that he is one of the people my master hates most in his life, but after walking with you these days, I found that you will not follow in his footsteps. By the way, Zhang Anguo died thirty years ago, so you should not be his

Son!"

Shengnan nodded: "Yes, I am an abandoned baby that my mother picked up many years ago. I may never know who my biological parents are in this life."

There were tears in Feng Xiaoyin's eyes: "Me too, I don't know who my biological parents are yet."

After that, there was a dead silence. Instead of enlightening each other, the two made each other even more uncomfortable. They just spent the night like this.

It was just dawn, Feng Xiaoyin sat up, subconsciously picked up a handful of sand from the ground, and gently sprinkled the sand on the mattress. The sand slipped from between her fingers, and five large characters were clearly engraved on the mattress:

Jiangshan Sword Edge. It was very dazzling. Feng Xiaoyin looked at his masterpiece. Regardless of Shengnan's reaction, he suddenly lifted it from one side and turned the mattress sideways. The five words fell down one by one. It only took a moment.

. Shengnan saw with his own eyes the destruction of the "Jiangshan Sword Fate" just now, and sighed: "I remembered a poem, the iron was broken but the iron was not sold."

Feng Xiaoyin commented: "Although it is tragic enough, the momentum is not enough, why not use the phrase 'a hundred battles on yellow sand will wear golden armor'?" Shengnan was shocked by her accomplishments and nodded involuntarily.

Finally, we arrived at Guangnan West Road. When Yang Songxian, Wu Yue and others heard that Lin Chujiang had regained the two swords, their interest naturally increased. In addition, they went to Yunwu Mountain to participate in a competition to compete for rankings. The two young men were young and frivolous, so they returned to the inn to tell the story. Chatting incessantly, Yi Maishan looked on, just smiling and saying nothing, while Shen Yiran held his chin up and looked at one of them, secretly intoxicated.

At this time, Shen Wang came back from outside, interrupted the atmosphere, and said solemnly: "There seems to be an epidemic in the town ahead." Wu Yue suggested avoiding this place, but Shen Wang shook his head: "I'm afraid there are many big and small people around us. It has spread to every village and town, and there is no way around it." Song Xian patted his chest: "What are you afraid of? We who practice martial arts are strong and strong, so what are we afraid of those plagues?" Shen Yiran just agreed without changing his posture, and Wu Yue gasped. As soon as he smiled, Shen Wang exclaimed: "Xinyu, what are you laughing at?" Wu Yue said with a smile: "We have a person here who used to be very independent in everything he did, but now he only blindly follows one person and wanders around."

Shen Yiran didn't know what he was talking about, so he responded symbolically and stared blankly at Song Xian. It happened that Song Xian turned around and saw her with a smile, and their eyes met. At this time, he saw Wu Yue, his father, and Yi Maishan staring at him. , he let out a startled sound, his face flushed.

It wasn't until I arrived in that small town that I realized what the real poverty of the people was. Ten rooms were empty, and there were very few people on the streets. Occasionally, one or two people would come and go like the wind. Song Xian sighed: "I don't know what caused this disaster. There is absolutely no way to stop it, and it cannot be cured. It has been messed up like this at the beginning of the year." Wu Yue said: "It is precisely because of the fear of panic that the disaster will spread and be taken to other places by the fleeing villagers. Therefore, it is said that the disaster happened in God, it's the people who make things worse." As he walked and talked, he shuddered at the separation of life and death around him. When he walked outside the town, he saw that the fields were in a mess, with weeds taking their place in the wheat fields, and farm tools being discarded in a haphazard manner. It was so quiet that even the air All filthy.

Going back to the neighboring town, I saw the short-lived excitement shrouded in deathly silence. Witches dancing to pray for blessings began to become popular to ward off disasters. Firecrackers were constantly ringing in my ears to drive away the plague. Low-cost medicinal materials were monopolized at high prices to control the disease. The cities I passed by The more times this happens, the more bizarre the situation becomes, and people are so frightened that they don’t believe anything.

Shen Wang occasionally caught wind and cold in the past few days, and it didn't get better after taking medicine. After a few days, the condition became more serious. Shen Yiran was still young after all, and his eyes were swollen from crying. Song Xian touched Shen Wang's forehead, which was hot, and kept talking nonsense. , in anger, he took Yi Yi to the drug store to find out what was going on. Wu Yue was afraid that the two of them would get into trouble because of their impulsiveness and immediately chased them to see. For some reason, a large circle of people gathered in front of the medicine shop, clapping and cheering, thinking that it was Song Xian Yi Yi who was causing trouble. I hurriedly squeezed past, only to find that it was a young man in white robes, holding a long whip and severely lashing a well-dressed old man. The old man kept begging for mercy, but there were constant curses all around.

As soon as Shen Yiran squeezed in and saw the old man, he cried and rushed to grab him by the collar: "Give my father back his life!" The young general in white robe said: "Don't worry, girl, there is no common person here who has not been harmed by him. Come! Huo Tongda! I won’t kill you today, my surname is not Shi!”

Huo Tongda begged for mercy repeatedly, but kept wiping away tears: "How could he be so cheap? He should be chopped into pieces with a knife!"

Wu Yue was puzzled: "Sir, what did Huo Tongda do? Why doesn't he get better after taking medicine?" The young man in white robe snorted: "Such a shameless businessman will only take advantage of others' danger to make a fortune, Huo Tongda

, tell yourself, what on earth have you done!"

Huo Tongda refused to say anything, and the young man in white robe whipped him again. Huo Tongda groaned: "The little one says the little thing, the little thing says the little thing!" He cried and hissed: "The little one wants to make more money, so he is talking about medicinal materials.

It's mixed with some fake stuff..." Before he could finish his words, he had already aroused public anger. Suddenly the crowd was boiling and rushed to beat him. They were still at the front and were as strong as an ox. Even Song Xian couldn't hold him back. Wu Yue saw Huo Tongda.

Almost beaten to death, he only sighed softly.

The young general in white robe heard him sighing and came closer and asked: "Why are you sighing?" Wu Yue raised his head and saw that he had a jade face and thin lips, like a frail scholar, but he had a sword on his waist. Just now he whipped Huo Tongda, which proved it.

He was a member of the martial arts world, and Wu Yue suddenly felt close to him: "I sigh that there are such scum in this world, who are ignorant of their conscience for personal gain." The young man said: "He just took advantage of our desire to cure the epidemic, and he did not hesitate to do this.

Selling medicines, fortunately I have been practicing medicine for several years and can smell the differences in medicines."

Everyone heard that he had been a doctor and asked him to see a doctor one after another. The young man responded to the request and visited several houses. He found that many of them were not diseases but just colds. Fortunately, Shen Wang was among them. He saved him and finally got better.

Everyone asked for his name, but the young man simply said: "My surname is Shi Minglei." Wu Yue was stunned, and Shen Yiran blurted out: "Four stones!"

Shen Wang stopped her immediately, and Shi Lei smiled: "I have learned from the Tianshan sect and will go to Yunwu Mountain to compete. I believe everyone is the same, right?"

When Yi Maishan heard about Tianshan, he thought: "I wonder if Xiao Shi, who lives in seclusion in Tianshan, will go to Yunwu Mountain this time?" Shi Lei shook his head: "I don't know, but with his withdrawn character, I'm afraid he won't go."

Everyone knew that Yi Maishan and Chu Jiang were both going, but the first one didn't want to go. It was inevitable that he was a little disappointed. Shi Lei asked: "I don't know who you are?"

After everyone talked, Shi Lei said happily: "It turns out to be Uncle Yi. My late father Shi Jian once worked with Uncle Yi. Does Uncle Yi remember?" Yi Maishan nodded: "It turns out he is a descendant of Shi Jian." Wu Yue heard that he was also the descendant.

The descendant of the Tai'an Rebel Army was a little excited and asked who else was in his family. Shi Lei said: "I have a brother who went to Yunwu Mountain first. Master attaches great importance to this competition."

Yi Maishan said: "Since we are all on the same journey, why don't my nephew come with us so that we can take care of him." "That's fine." Shi Lei spoke cleanly and agreed readily.

"Jianghu, do you know what Jianghu is?" We were walking along the way, and when we took a break, we heard Feng Xiaoyin chattering in her ears, talking eloquently. Shengnan saw that she looked like an old Jianghu, and couldn't bear to listen, so she had to answer:

"What is Jianghu?"

"Jianghu is a place where four things can happen. In the Jianghu, your best friend will betray you. Your brothers will turn against you for the position of leader. Your brothers will rob your wife. You

The person you love most will kill you with his own hands."

Shengnan stood aside and said, "It's not as dangerous as you said."

Feng Xiaoyin quickly defended her theory: "This is the experience I have accumulated over the years. If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer hardships before your eyes."

"Okay, okay, I've been talking for so long, let's take a breath first." Shengnan threw the pot to her to drink, and suddenly there was a strong wind behind her. At the same time, Feng Xiaoyin screamed, and Shengnan was almost hit by the strong wind.

At the same time, he stood up and left his position. At this moment, Feng Xiaoyin had just received the kettle and had not yet calmed down. The whirlwind had already attacked Shengnan twice. The target was very clear, it was the Yinhen knife on his waist!

How could Shengnan not know that he immediately protected the scabbard as soon as he was attacked. At this moment, all he had to do was protect the weapon on his body so that it could not be taken away by others.

A heavy force accompanied by the sound of metal hit the scabbard, and the skin was immediately cut open by the opponent's knife. However, when Shengnan did not hesitate to pick up the falling swords in his hands, it was doomed.

It is difficult to take away the two swords.

Lin and Feng were shocked when they saw their opponent's appearance. It was still the golden man who had been chasing them. He still clearly knew Shengnan's weakness of insufficient internal strength. He finally caught up.

There was no time to be distracted. Once Sheng Nan and this extremely challenging opponent met, the situation was unstoppable. The opponent not only had strong internal strength, but also had excellent sword skills. Xiao Yin watched about three moves and roughly figured it out.

Based on his background, that man's swordsmanship was quite fast, even if Shengnan's swordsmanship was fluent, he was second to none. Moreover, under the cover of his internal power, Shengnan would lose if he was not careful.

While cutting, stabbing, swiping, and withdrawing over and over again, Feng Xiaoyin caught a glimpse of the murderous intent of the opponent—the master, who was nearly fifty years old, had sharp eyes and bone-piercing eyes, cruel swords, and ruthless moves, telling her that he was not only

Even if we insist on drinking the hatred sword, we must defeat the victorious south and then quickly.

But at this moment, Shengnan followed what Dongfang Qin said, to use the troops to cover up the water and earth, and blindly defended to avoid the confrontation of internal forces. After a while, the two of them split nearly fifty swords, and Shengnan vaguely began to adapt to the opponent's tactics and moves.

Gradually, Feng Xiaoyin felt that the opponent was not so scary. After all, after fifty moves, he still had no way to defeat Shengnan. The two swords were in Shengnan's hands.

But the strange thing is that he can actually convince himself that Lin Shengnan is holding the Drinking Hate Knife now!

Feng Xiaoyin suddenly realized this idea. It was the first time that the Yinhen Dao left Lin Chujiang and Lin Qian. In the hands of another person, it had the same proficiency and the same feeling, and it also had a gradually rising trend! She looked at the two swords on the left and right nervously.

Weapons opened a way out in adversity, becoming more and more courageous as they fought, just like a single fire traveling through the ocean, but it began to turn the situation into a white-heated situation, which has not been extinguished and has gradually spread.

Just outside the tight sword wind, she forgot to help her for a moment and was watching. Suddenly she saw another horse coming from the other side of the woods. The horse was moving very slowly. It was carrying a woman with heavy makeup.

Dressed in red, she was so beautiful that she was almost seductive. Feng Xiaoyin was stunned for a moment. Knowing that she was an accomplice of this old man, she immediately stepped forward and stopped her in the middle of the road: "Long time no see, Miss Nanxian, I should have guessed it a long time ago."

It’s the Laoyue Sect. Besides you, who else often carries out sneak attacks and assassinations? Who are you, this old man? Why do you want to seize the Drinking Hate Knife?!”

Nanxian sneered: "Why should I tell you!" After saying that, he stabbed with a sword. Feng Xiaoyin quickly struck at Nanxian with a sword "Smooth sailing". He had the potential to ride the wind and break the waves. The sword struck Nanxian like a white light.

Nan Xian immediately dodged and attacked again with his sword from the side. Feng Xiaoyin had just withdrawn her sword, and suddenly it seemed as if there was nothing in her hands. Nan Xian was stunned, and the sword returned to her hand as soon as she blinked.

It is swung tightly and seamlessly. It turns out that "Two Sleeves Breeze" and "Three Heads and Six Arms" are connected. The fourth move instantly switches from defense to offense. The move is "reaching in all directions" which is much faster than the first three moves.

This type of idioms starting with a number definitely does not belong to famous sects in the world, but Feng Xiaoyin brags about his self-created martial arts along the way, which must be used by any master. Sheng Nan has seen it several times before, and I wonder if he can stop Nan Xian.

offensive.

And Shengnan's opponent is also a model that should not be underestimated. His sword skills are swift and short, powerful and vicissitudes of life. What is even more worrying is that this old man has never given up and has always wanted to use the sword to intercept the Yinhen Dao, but he

During the process of dismantling the moves, there was obviously too much surprise and confusion: "Who are you? Why did you drink the Hate Knife?" He asked very uneasily, and Shengnan said: "No matter who I am, the important thing is both sides.

I can’t give you the knife!”

If you say you can't give it, you can't give it. The old man snorted, not as good-natured as Xue Qingqing: "You think you can keep it?!"

After Feng Xiaoyin finished using "Nine Deaths" and "Perfect", he went back to using "Smooth Sailing" and "Breeze in Two Sleeves" as if he had exhausted his talents. The tricks were only within these ten moves and kept circulating. Nan Xian, as the authority
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