Chapter 1 Sword Shadow Villa
The snow fell silently, and the horse's hooves stepped on the snow, making a creaking sound, making it look particularly quiet.
There was a faint sound of scolding in the carriage, and it was drowned in the creaking sound of wheels.
"My junior brother, I asked you to practice hard on the road. How long have you been persisting? You actually fell asleep again! With your talent, you should have broken through the transcendence, but you spent three years in the Marrow Cleansing Realm. If this continues, no matter how good the talent is, it will be abandoned."
"Oh! Senior brother, I promised that a gentleman will not act! Don't hit me, that's not that the carriage is shaking so hard, it's easy for people to doze off!"
"Gentleman? Even if a gentleman encounters you, a bastard, you won't be able to get up! Junior brother, I warn you! If you can't break through the realm of transcendence within three months, I will break your legs!"
"Oh! Why did the carriage stop? Senior brother, Jianying Villa is here! Let's get off the car quickly, I'm going to starve to death." The carriage stopped slowly, lifted the curtain, and Wu Chi hurriedly jumped off the carriage, changing the topic: "Senior brother, is this Jianying Villa? It looks very grand, I don't know how much better than our small hill gate."
The villa in the snow looks solemn and solemn, but now the villa is covered with white veil, and even the lanterns at the door are replaced with white.
"Junior brother, why did the master tell you before coming? Jianying Villa has always taken good care of us. Now that Jianying Villa is in trouble, our Iron Sword Sect has limited ability, we still have to do our best." Frowning, Liu Yu couldn't help but warn.
He curled his lips indifferently, and Wu Chi said angrily: "Come on, senior brother! What kind of person is the owner of Jianying Villa? A powerful man in the Taoist platform, he is dead, what can we help? It's just a mourning and a soy sauce. If you want me to say, we are here to eat and drink. If something really happens, apply oil to the soles of your feet quickly."
"You bastard boy, you are very talented, but you are always so tired and silly. You don't seek to improve yourself. When will you practice sword skills well?" Seeing Wu Chi's unrepentant look, Liu Yu felt a headache. His master was rigorous and didn't know why he accepted this bastard boy as a closed disciple in his later years.
"Stop kidding, senior brother, you know what kind of sect our Tiejian Sect is. No one has ever broken through the realm of Heaven and Man. Could it be that you are planning to let me pick Tianshan and look down on Kunlun? I have no ambitions. I just have to live a life of honesty and help you pass on the Tiejian Sect."
"Okay, don't talk nonsense! Be careful. If you lose our Iron Sword Sect's people, I will punish you for copying books a hundred times when you go back." He reached out and knocked Wu Chi's head, and Liu Yu reminded him helplessly.
He strode forward, Liu Yu respectfully handed over the prayer letter and said softly: "Liu Yu, a disciple of the Iron Sword Sect, and his junior brother Wu Chi, came to worship the owner of Zhou Zhuang."
"Senior Brother Liu, the mourning hall will be set up in the inner courtyard. I will take you there." The disciple who was wrapped in a white towel on his head and guarding the villa's door took a look at the prayer letter, bowed back the salute, and walked inward with the two of them.
"The owner of Zhou Zhuang was unfortunately killed. Now I don't know who will take charge of the noble village?"
"The owner of the manor has a single daughter, and now it is the lady who is in charge of everything. However, the lady is still young, and the matter is still supported by several uncles."
He nodded slightly. Liu Yu also had some understanding of the affairs of Jianying Villa.
Zhou Yuanting only had one daughter named Zhou Boyan, and now she is only 28 years old. At this age, both mental and strength, she is not enough to support a large Jianying Villa, and she is more just a master of her status.
Zhou Yuanting was a hero for a lifetime, but the strength of others in Jianying Villa was far behind. Now that Zhou Yuanting died, Jianying Villa was immediately in a storm.
The most important thing is that Zhou Yuanting had the magic sword Chengying in his hand during his lifetime! Now that he is gone, the others are afraid that they will not be able to protect the Chengying sword.
When he stepped into the mourning hall, Wu Chi's eyes were instantly attracted by the girl in front of him. He couldn't help but touch Liu Yu and said softly: "No wonder people say that if you want to be pretty, you are filial! This girl from Zhou's family is so beautiful."
Following Wu Chi's gaze, a girl of about sixteen or seventeen years old, kneeled in the middle of the mourning hall in white mourning clothes, crying with pear blossoms. Her clear temperament seemed to have been integrated into her bones, and people's eyes involuntarily fell on her.
"Nonshu!" He glared at Wu Chi fiercely, but Liu Yu ignored this Noonshu junior brother and stepped forward and bowed to burn incense.
"Miss Zhou, please feel sorry for me."
"Thank you, Young Master Liu, Young Master Wu!" Zhou Boyan's eyes were crying red, and he bowed back the gift, his voice was a little hoarse, making people feel pity.
While speaking, a chaotic footsteps sounded, and several young men stepped into the mourning hall.
"Tsk tsk, it's quite lively! Zhou Yuanting is dead, but I didn't expect that so many people are thinking about it. I just don't know if these people are thinking about the Divine Sword Chengying or himself."
A harsh sarcasm suddenly sounded in the mourning hall, and for a moment, everyone's expression changed.
Trouble is here!
Although there had been speculations for a long time, when the other party actually appeared, Liu Yu's heart still sank slightly.
The legend of the magic sword Chengying is not only extremely powerful, but also contains an extremely powerful sword technique! When Zhou Yuanting was alive, no one dared to touch his mind, but now that he is dead, the Chengying sword naturally becomes a masterless thing, attracting countless jealous people.
In fact, even if the Iron Sword Gate asked them to come, in addition to helping, wouldn’t there be a hint of luck in obtaining the Chengying Sword?
But no one expected that the trouble would come so quickly.
Zhou Yuanting's body was not cold, and the old friend had just arrived to pay his respects, and the person who was in trouble had arrived first, and there was no cover at all, making trouble nakedly.
"Who is my Jianying Villa? I invite you old friends! If someone wants to make trouble, even if he fights until the last person, the Jianying Villa will never retreat." The middle-aged man stood by Zhou Boyan and stepped out, looking at the person who was talking coldly, and said in a deep voice.
"It's not easy to make trouble! I respect Zhou Yuanting for a lifetime of heroes, and it's nothing to put a stick of incense on him. But the magic sword Chengying fell into the hands of you people, which is really a waste of resources. Why not hand it over." While speaking, the young man did not hide it, took a few steps again, appeared calmly in front of everyone, and said proudly.
"The Divine Sword Chengying is originally the object of my Jianying Villa, and it's not the turn of others to spy on it." The middle-aged man took another step towards the other person's gaze and threatened in a deep voice.
"You have to protect it, but don't end up with it. For this reason, you will accompany hundreds of lives in Jianying Villa."
"No matter what your identity is, Jianying Villa does not welcome you! Please leave." The middle-aged man shouted coldly with his sword pressing with one hand.
"Not welcome? Just because I told the truth a few times? Hey! But if you want to drive me away, you may not be qualified yet!"
While speaking, the young man threw out a sword talisman, which quietly slung in front of him, revealing a terrifying sword intent. The most important thing is that four large-character blue characters slowly appeared on the sword talisman, swords with large characters slowly emerged from Tianshan!
For a moment, everyone present couldn't help but gasp.
The Tao starts from Kunlun, and the sword comes out of Tianshan Mountain!
The strength of Kunlun and Tianshan can be seen from this simple sentence! Now the person is actually a disciple of Tianshan. Even if Zhou Yuanting is alive, he must be treated with caution. What's more, Zhou Yuanting is now dead, and others are really not qualified to drive away the disciples of Tianshan.
"The way starts Kunlun, and the sword comes out of Tianshan Mountain! Tsk tsk, it's so great, but this power is here to bully all the young and old! I don't think there is any glory." Rolling his eyes, Wu Chi lowered his head and said softly.
"Shut up!" Liu Yu couldn't help but feel a cold sweat on his head! That was a disciple of Tianshan, and it was no turn for him to ridicule him from a small sect like him.
Although Wu Chi's voice was small, it still fell into the ears of everyone.
Fortunately, Wu Chi deliberately lowered his head. Now there are many people in the mourning hall. Except for those who are particularly familiar, no one discovered who said what he said for a while.
With a raised brow, the young man's sword-like gaze slowly swept around everyone, and then he slowly said: "Who is it? Since you are dissatisfied with me, Tianshan, you might as well stand up and say it to you."
This is a bit serious. I am dissatisfied with Tianshan. What a joke? If this is spread, it will immediately cause a murder.
"I don't know what to call this young master?"
Seeing that the situation became increasingly serious, Zhou Boyan came out more and more.
When his eyes fell on Zhou Boyan, the young man's eyes lit up, "It's easy to say, Luo Kun, a disciple of Xiatian Mountain! Are you Zhou Yuanting's only daughter?"
After a little blessing, Zhou Boyan replied softly: "Zhou Boyan has met Mr. Luo."
Without waiting for the other party to answer, Zhou Boyan continued to speak on his own.
"I heard the name of Tianshan for a long time, and it is the most upright way in the world. The young master is a high disciple of Tianshan. If I can come to worship my father, I will naturally be grateful to me. However, now my father's body is not cold, so my young master comes to ask about the whereabouts of the Divine Sword Chengying. Could this be the demeanor of the disciples of Tianshan?"
This sentence is neither arrogant nor humble, but every word implies that the disciples of Tianshan use power to bully others, soft and strong.
Tianshan has its own demeanor, and some things can be done, but they must not be said.
"Is it okay to ask questions?" Luo Kun bowed slightly, "It's just that Zhou Yuanting is not here now, I'm afraid that you can't keep the Divine Sword Chengying in Jianying. I remind you, and it's a kind thing! Miss, don't misinterpret my meaning."
"Thank you for your kindness! Since that's the case, please ask your son to put an incense stick for your father. The whole Jianying Villa will surely remember the kindness of Tianshan Mountain."
"What awesome girl!" After glanced at Luo Kun, Wu Chi praised softly: "I beat and cut it up so hard that Luo's mouth was blocked and his momentum had been knocked down. Now that the incense stick is on, at least before the owner of Zhou was buried, I am afraid that I can't do anything more."
"Bang!"
He was slapped hard on the head, and Liu Yu scolded him angrily.
"What a girl? That's the Miss Zhou family, the current owner of Jianying Villa, you can't stand it."
"Oh, I'm just telling you my senior brother! But, in comparison, the eating habits of this Tianshan disciple are really ugly. I can't see that in the Tianshan Mountains." At the end of this, my voice was already very low, and even Liu Yu around me could barely hear it clearly.
With a sigh, Liu Yu shook his head and said, "Tianshan is Tianshan after all, and things have reached such a point. I am afraid that Jianying Villa will not be able to protect the Divine Sword Chengying no matter what."
Chapter completed!