The sun is in full swing, and the leaves are falling down in the wind, and they fall to the second floor of the restaurant with the wind. The noise is noisy, people laugh and scold, shouting, heroic, thick or short and agile figures bring the disciples in the door to the second floor, clasping their fists to the people, and from time to time the words "long-term reverence" and "lucky meeting" sound.

There are also taciturn knights huddled in the corner, with arrogant and indifferent eyes, or talked loudly with people they knew, and they often talked about this competition.

"...... I have never heard of Master Yuwen before Chang'an in the future. I am very powerful?"

"That's because you are ignorant. Master Yuwen is very good at martial arts. It is rumored that he broke into the grassland alone and killed many Turkic people, not much or no more than 80,000!"

A heroic man stood up and clapped his hands and shouted: "Well, kill!"

There were also voices nearby questioning, and a man with a knife turned his head with a wine bowl.

"Eighty thousand? Let's brag, didn't the court say that it was killed by the northern army. Can a person kill 80,000? Can an 80,000 sheep be killed, and it can also exhaust the individual."

On the second floor, there are mostly men in the green forests of the rivers and lakes, and there are also a few elderly women. These people seem ordinary, but they are more difficult to provoke than ordinary green forests. They have a look of arrogant in their eyes. When they hear the so-called killing 80,000 yuan per person, they mostly sneer and hum and continue talking and drinking tea.

The man who praised Master Yuwen just now saw them with disbelief, picked up the bowl and walked among the aisles of several tables, gestured and lowered his voice to the surroundings.

"I know you don't believe it, but do you know that Master Yuwen is not an ordinary person. He not only possesses peerless martial arts, but also has profound mysterious techniques, and magical weapons. What's so rare about killing the 80,000 Turkic soldiers? I have a brother who worships a man who abandoned the Green Forest back then? He joined the army? He happened to witness it with his own eyes. The sword reached the sky and the earth? He fell from the sky? Before it fell, the 80,000 Turkic people on the ground were like ignited straws? They were cremated into ashes and drifted away."

A hero in the middle of the girl raised his face.

"Where is your brother? Are you here today?"

"Dead." The man shrugged, "I died in the battle when I fought Tuyuhun a few years ago."

There was a sudden booing sound around me? I continued to talk to each other, but the man was unbearable and took a sip of wine with a smile, and continued to walk around? My fingers knocked on a table beside him.

"Don't swear? I tell you, Master Yuwen is not so powerful, how could he be invited by Yuwen Shaoqing to take charge? Also, you must know that Master Yuwen is not alone, and it is rumored that he has brothers and brothers? The senior brother above heard that he is an old man in his seventies or eighties, and his eyes can't see clearly? But think about Master Yuwen is so powerful, can he be his senior brother? I'm afraid he is only strong but not weak."

People who practice martial arts are already unruly, so how easy it is to convince people? The current scholar who tied a silk scarf? He chuckled: "Is it so clear? I'm afraid it's deliberately making up and messing up our mood."

Everyone knew that the scholar's name was Huang Shouyi's "Four Symbol Sword". He didn't know if it was his real name. The combination of the Four Symbol Sword Technique and the name he practiced just happened to mean the "Four Symbols Return to One", which is a rare new rise in the green forest.

Now that he heard what he said, he felt it was reasonable, so he didn't take the man's words seriously. The latter looked around and threw down the wine bowl and sat back with a tactful look.

"I just said it carefully, why did you mess up your mood? That's the case. Master Yuwen is the apprentice of the national master of the dynasty, do you believe it or not?"

The Green Forest Knight around him no longer paid attention to him.

After all, when I came to Chang'an this time, I was always looking for the title of No. 1 in the world. The other party was just in charge and would not end up easily. I was concerned about what such a person did. At this time, I gathered in the capital and went to the martial arts arena, not to mention that I could win the first place, but at least I could make a name for myself. I could still be a military officer. If I had no choice, I could still get a reputation. I would still be able to return to the local area to open a martial arts hall and make some money.

The man and woman sitting on the ceremonial seat on the other side of the screen listened to these remarks of Green Forest and shook their heads to continue eating. The girl opposite the man was a little worried.

"Brother Jing, you'd better not go up. You just heard that person say no. Yuwen Tuo is so powerful, how could he snatch the Xuanyuan Sword from him?"

Chen Jing slid the rice silently, picked up the dishes from time to time, and put them in his mouth. He chewed them in big mouthfuls, wrapped the food and whispered:

“There will always be a solution.”

He raised his eyes and swept the face of the woman opposite, and looked at the street outside the fence and the arena that was being built in the gap.

"National hatred and family hatred... cannot be repaid. Only by getting the Xuanyuan Sword can you rush into the palace and kill the emperor."

"Why must I get the Xuanyuan Sword?"

Hearing the woman's concern, Chen Jing swallowed the meal in his mouth, wiped a rice grain from his mouth, and turned around: "Because there is another Mr. Lu next to the emperor... He is Yuwen Tuo's master... As long as I get the Xuanyuan Sword, coupled with the Six Ding and Six Jia Yin-Yang Tiantong Technique that I have devoted myself to practicing for many years, I will definitely be able to kill this dog emperor."

As he said that, put down his chopsticks and held the woman's hand, "Snow, don't worry, when I fulfill my wish and make the people of the world no longer enslaved by the emperor, I will retire to the mountains and forests with you and no longer ask about the world. You like to go to Saibei to ride horses, herd cattle and sheep, and we will raise a large group together."

Feeling the warmth of the man, the woman's face turned red, nodded and said softly, feeling that time had become long.

Soon after, the sun set and then rose. On May 15th, Yiningfang became very lively. The people who were rushing to the city were standing inside and outside. Looking at the vast crowd, there were crowds of people looking at the huge platform in the middle.

"I heard that there were people in the martial arts world competing, but I didn't expect it to be true."

"How can this be false? That was organized by Yuwen Shaoqing."

"I'm going to see this kind of show. I don't know what the people in the world say, flying around the eaves and walls, hum, hahaha, hey, fighting."

"You'll know after seeing it? Those Green Forest Knights are ahead."

Some people in the crowd stood on tiptoe, stretched their necks and looked around. Sure enough, they were standing around the huge platform, with several circles of clothes and people in the world holding weapons pressed their handprints to the old man who was stamping them in turn.

In the restaurant a little further away, Yu Wencheng, wearing official robes and Yu Wencheng, dressed in a military man, sat down with Yu Wentuo, overlooking the wooden platform below, and then Yu Wencheng and the officials below nodded.

After a moment, an old man in official uniform walked to the middle and talked about some rules that others were not interested in. Someone pressed down his red handprints, held up a stick and jumped to the stage.

The old man in the stage raised the paper he had drawn up and turned around: "The life and death letter has been signed!" Then he disappeared, and the old man on the stage went in one direction and shouted loudly: "How about a challenge person!!"

"I'll do it!"

A man holding a knife took off his hat, supported the table with his hand, turned over and over, and then fought with the other party.

In the sound of ping-pong.

Chen Jing stood in the audience and watched all this. Occasionally, he raised his head. In the distant sky, there were dark clouds faintly covering him, and thunder sounded, floating towards him.

...........

After the sun shrouded the clouds, in the Wanshou Temple of Furong Pool, Lu Liangsheng took a thin boy and a child carrying a baggage to walk out of the mountain.

Thunder rolled in the sky, probably thinking that rain was about to fall, Lu Liangsheng used a magic spell to shelter the rain to cover the three of them and walked onto the street.

"The bright moon is here to separate, but be careful not to go the wrong way."

When he arrived on the street, Lu Liangsheng gave a reminder to the boy following behind him. The latter nodded, shook his shoulders and ankle-sided, bowed and bowed, turned around and spread his legs, and ran excitedly.

Seeing the little boy disappearing into the crowd, Lu Liangsheng turned his face and said to the thin young man.

"Yuanba, let's go too and see how the competition is going on there."
Chapter completed!