Volume 1: A Sword from Lingchen Chapter 5: The Young Man in Qingshi Ancient Alley
"Speaking of it, these half-days have been like a thousand years of suffering. Except for a very few supreme elders with great cultivation ability, all the major sects have lost their lives in Tianjian Mountain. Alas! What a pity these people are so single-minded.
The gods who thought about getting benefits ended up getting nothing in the end. Instead, they got themselves involved. Everyone in the world thinks that gods are good, but this fame and fortune-"
"Pah!" The old storyteller slapped the wood in his wake, "I can't forget it!"
As soon as these words came out, there was a silence in this small teahouse. A group of tea drinkers sat at the table, either frowning or shaking their heads and sighing. They were all silent. The only ones left in the whole teahouse were the waiter adding water and the counter owner's abacus.
the sound of.
"What happened next?" the young man squatting in front of the storyteller's table asked.
Other tea guests also agreed and cast expectant glances.
Unexpectedly, the old man slapped the wood to wake him up and said: "I want to ask what happens next in Wanjian Mountain, and I will listen to the explanation next time."
"Alas!" The tea guests were disappointed for a while. The most annoying thing about listening to a book is to give up at this critical moment. Come on, I have finished listening to the book, and there is no point in drinking this tea anymore. So, the tea guests paid for the tea, and one after another
left.
The waiter hurriedly saw off the customers and said he would come back tomorrow. The boss, who was slightly fatter, served a bowl of tea to the old storyteller with a smile on his face.
The tea shop owner had a weak foundation, so he opened such a small tea shop. Originally, the business was quite deserted, but since the old storyteller came, many people came to listen to the book, and the business naturally became prosperous.
"Come on, Lao He, drink a bowl of tea to moisten your throat."
"Haha, I made a lot of money today. Let's go to the pub opposite for a good drink later." The old-looking storyteller straightened his gray hair, took the tea bowl handed by the boss, and grinned.
This smile could not help but frighten others. Not only did the old man's teeth turn yellow, he was actually missing one of his front teeth that blocked the wind. It was really hard for this old man to speak clearly and speak clearly.
The boss chuckled, turned around and saw that the young man who had just asked the question was still there, and joked: "Little Ye Zi, haven't you heard enough? Alas, I am a good old man, and he is good at teaching books, but he is too lazy to talk like this in one day.
Order something and come back tomorrow."
The old man who was being ridiculed didn't take it seriously and kept counting the coins he earned today.
The young man who was still not finished listening to the book nodded in agreement.
"It's just bad teeth." The young man laughed and ran away. Then, the sound of Lao He banging the table and the boss's unabashed ridicule were heard in the teahouse.
This is a remote town called Yunlan Town. It is surrounded by mountains and mountains.
However, this place is different from the hordes of monsters and beasts in the mountains and forests of the Southern Region. Because it is in the hinterland of the Daqian Dynasty, there are no powerful monsters in the mountains. At the same time, it is also far away from the sects of human monks. Therefore, Xiao
The town has always been enveloped in a simple and peaceful atmosphere.
The boy was walking on the loess-covered streets, turning a deaf ear to the hustle and bustle around him. The boy's name was Ye Ling, and it was said that he was an abandoned baby. He was abandoned at the door of a blacksmith shop when he was a few months old, and was discovered and adopted by Blacksmith Xu.
But Tiejiang Xu did not allow him to treat him as father and son, but treated him as a brother.
In fact, Ye Ling is a person who has traveled through time. In his previous life, he lived in the 21st century. He was also an orphan. He grew up in an orphanage. When he was twenty years old, he fell to his death in a fire, but the amazing thing was that he
He did not die here. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had come to the world he was in now, and he became a baby and met his adopted brother, the blacksmith Xu Zheng.
But Ye Ling will keep all this deep in his heart, because the world he lives in now is different from the past, but there are many similarities.
The world we live in now has a longer history, and it is a world full of monks who can break through the realm and ascend to the immortal world. The legendary Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors are millions of years old. It was an ancient era when great powers emerged in large numbers, and countless people gained success. The Taoist ascends to the upper realm and ranks among the immortals.
But I don’t know when, the human race suddenly fell into silence, and no one could break through the world and ascend. At the same time, the demon alliance became powerful, and the human race declined. Until the birth of Kong Sheng 300,000 years ago. Kong Sheng used his sword as a pen, He wrote "Spring and Autumn", compiled "Six Classics" and "Six Arts", pioneered Confucianism and Taoism, and ascended to the upper world.
Ten thousand years later, the Taoist ancestor of the Eastern Region, a green cow in a white shirt, left Hangu Pass alone in the west. Thirty thousand miles of purple energy came from the east, and he attained enlightenment and ascended. The Buddha of the Western Region suddenly attained enlightenment under the bodhi tree, passed down 84,000 kinds of Dharma, and ascended across the world. .Since then, Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism have stood side by side, and the human race has flourished.
Thousands of years ago, the Sword Ancestor used his sword to prove the Tao, ascended to the upper world, and became the last person to ascend. Due to the Sword Ancestor's affairs, the Sword Tao flourished, and the Sword Cultivator stood proudly outside the three sects, faintly becoming the third sect. Four avenues.
It's a pity that success is Xiao He and failure is Xiao He. As the storyteller said, the Sword Ancestor blocked Qu Sheng's ascension, and hundreds of sects in the Eastern Region joined forces to destroy the Wanjian Shen Sect. Although each sect suffered a heavy price, they finally achieved their goal. From then on For thousands of years, swordsmanship has been in decline and has never recovered.
Every time Ye Ling listens to a book, he will feel excited. The world that originally only existed in the book is now in it. However, there are no monks in the town, and only occasionally he can see "" flashing in the sky from a distance. Miracle".
"Second brother! Second brother!"
A burst of shouting broke Ye Ling's thoughts. He looked for the sound and saw a young man about his age running towards him, waving his hands.
The visitor's name is Wu Qing. Like Ye Ling, he is an abandoned baby picked up by the blacksmith Xu Zheng. He grew up with Ye Ling and is regarded as Ye Ling's younger brother.
Wu Qing's eyes were clear and her thoughts were simple:
My thoughts are always full of dreams, and my eyes are clear. Being friendly to others is like spring sunshine, which is the nature of a child.
Entering the Tao tends to lead to loneliness, and this life is full of ups and downs. Even if they turn against each other, there will always be love without ruthlessness.
"Second brother, the eldest brother asked me to call you back to help. Today, Mr. Wang in the town asked our shop to build thirty steel knives. It has two months to complete the work. He gave me a lot of money! The eldest brother is too busy, so he asked me to call him. You go back quickly."
Ye Ling nodded slightly. There are monks everywhere in this world, and there are fights everywhere. Even the secular dynasties are very relaxed about the management of weapons, so some famous families will support private soldiers and warriors. Of course, dynasties are not afraid of rebellion. After all, every dynasty There are a large number of monks serving as officials. In the eyes of these monks, ordinary people pose no threat at all.
"Let's go!"
The blacksmith shop is located in the southeast of the town. It is the only blacksmith shop in the town. There are no competitors and Blacksmith Xu's skills are good, so the business is naturally booming.
Ye Ling and Wu Qing returned to the shop. Xu Zheng was naked, squatting and pulling the bellows back and forth. The wind entered the oven, and the flames jumped up in the furnace.
"Brother, we are back."
Xu Zheng stood up, his strong muscles seemed to be full of strength, and his chest was covered with hideous scars for some reason. Even if Ye Ling and Wu Qing asked them in every possible way, he never told the reason.
"Well, the third brother will pull the bellows, and the second brother will do the beating." As he said that, Xu Zheng took out a piece of red iron from the oven with iron tongs and placed it on the anvil aside.
Ye Ling and Wu Qing also took off their shirts, revealing their thin but muscular upper bodies.
Wu Qing squatted down and pulled up the bellows. Ye Ling took a sledgehammer leaning against the corner. It was a bit larger than an ordinary hammer and seemed very heavy. However, Ye Ling swung it freely and kept beating the anvil with smooth movements.
The iron block on the table. Xu Zheng was holding a small hammer to guide him.
The hammer hits the iron block, and the sound is quite rhythmic.
After it almost took shape, Xu Zheng placed the iron block in the sink. With a "squeak" sound, white smoke suddenly rose up to complete the quenching. Then he put it back in the furnace for calcining and tempering.
Repeatedly, and with the burning stove, the three people in the room were sweating profusely...
The night was fading, and the moonlight was as warm and cool as water. Yunlan Town was quiet, and the occasional barking of dogs made it even more peaceful.
Ye Ling and Wu Qing sat side by side at the door, looking up at the stars.
"Second brother, what do you think the world of monks is like?"
Ye Ling thought for a while and said: "I heard from the storyteller in the teahouse that monks are all people with great supernatural powers. They can walk in the air, move mountains and fill seas, and are omnipotent."
"It would be great if I could also practice."
"Third brother, do you also want to be a god?"
"I don't care about any gods or immortals. I heard that if you become a monk, many people will ask you to be a worshiper and give you a lot of money. This way, the eldest brother and the second brother don't have to be so tired from ironing all day long, and the eldest brother can do it every day.
There is wine to drink, and we go out to restaurants every day, and the second brother can also call the storyteller to his home to listen to as many passages as he wants."
Xu Zheng, who was sitting in the room drinking alone, laughed and asked: "Third brother, what about yourself?"
Wu Qing was stunned for a moment, thought for a long time, and finally scratched her head and said: "If the eldest brother and the second brother are happy, I will be happy."
Xu Xinmin laughed loudly, raised his head and took a big sip of wine.
Ye Ling looked at Wu Qing with a smile. In his previous life, he was alone and helpless. In this life, with relatives by his side, why should I become an immortal? I should only be admired by gods and Buddhas, so why bother seeking immortality in this life.