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Ying Feiyang walked back to the table. The teapot just happened to make the sound of water boiling. The old man got up, took down the teapot, and directly poured the tea on the ground. He said, "I was distracted when I was boiling this pot. Let's do it again." After saying that, he abandoned his poverty and focused all his attention on the fire, once again returning to the unremarkable image of an old man.
Ying Feiyang was dumbfounded. He said, "This old man has such a high level of swordsmanship. Why is he so serious about being a tea master?"
Qing Ku said leisurely, "It should be said that he has such a high level of swordsmanship." He then asked Ying Feiyang, "How do you feel?"
"The disciples of the Ling Xiao Sword Principle are indeed extraordinary." Although Ying Feiyang didn't like Ren Jiuxiao, he couldn't help but admire his cultivation.
"I'm talking about you. Your last move was out of control and you hurt someone. How do you feel now?"
While Ying Feiyang was surprised by Qing Ku's eyesight, he frowned and said, "I can't explain it clearly. I feel that after practicing for the past few days, my Qi has grown much faster than before. It feels like I'm advancing a thousand miles in a day. But when I fight, I can't control my Qi as I please."
Qing Ku nodded and said, "I'm right. Your meridians have been … Hu Bugui did something. He used his Qi to widen your meridians. "
Ying Feiyang clicked his tongue. "Sounds good. No wonder you've improved so much these days." But then he thought of something else and said, "No, Hu Bugui wouldn't be so kind."
Qing Ku shook his head and said, "Who knows what he's up to? But it's not a good intention. The meridians of the human body are so delicate that they can't be moved at will. Although you've advanced faster, it will inevitably cause your foundation to be unstable. If you think you're taking advantage of the situation, it'll be a small matter if you go berserk in the future. It'll be a big matter if you lose control of your sword and hurt someone important." Qing Ku's eyes flashed with indistinct sorrow.
Ying Feiyang thought back to when he was sparring with Xie Lingyan a few days ago, he felt uncertain about his strength. But at that time, neither of them used their full strength, so Ying Feiyang didn't care. Now he couldn't help but feel a lingering fear and said, "Hu Bugui is really vicious. What should I do?"
Qing Ku snorted and said, "That's why I'm taking you back to the High Heaven Way of the Sword. As the saying goes, illness comes like a mountain collapses, and illness goes away like silk. Although you're not sick, the truth is more or less the same. If you want to get rid of the strange Qi that Hu Bugui hid in your body, you have to use small and soft power to pull it out bit by bit. This requires a person who not only has a profound cultivation but also has a meticulous control of Qi. I just met such a person in the High Heaven Way of the Sword."
"Oh? Master has a wide network of contacts. I wonder who it is? "Ying Feiyang asked.
"The Xie girl's master is Shang Ying. When you meet her, you have to call her martial aunt. Oh right, I've thought about it carefully. I feel that this woman is more difficult to deal with than Qi deviation. Why don't you bear with it for a while? If you go mad, you'll just lose your life. If you fall into the hands of this woman, it might be worse than losing your life." Qing Ku said with a gloating smile.
As the two of them were talking, the old man served tea again. When the clear yellow tea was poured into the bowl, it carried a burst of sweet fragrance. However, after Ying Feiyang saw the old man's power, he didn't dare to treat him as an ordinary shop owner. He hurriedly gave up his seat and hid behind his master. The old man didn't stand on ceremony and sat down opposite Qing Ku.
Qing Ku took a sip of tea and praised, "Good tea. It's really not bad. I wonder when you became a tea shop owner?"
"No. I was just waiting for you. He came and told me to serve the dishes, and your disciple came and told me to pour the tea, so I did it. " The old man was expressionless. He pointed at Liu Wentong, who turned pale with fright. Then he pointed at Ying Feiyang. Ying Feiyang immediately shrunk his head behind his master. He cried bitterly in his heart, "I asked you to serve tea, so you just serve tea? Where's your attitude as an expert?"
"Where's the original shop owner?" "I don't know, he probably ran away."
"Then why do you have Old Man Bitter Bamboo's staff?" "He wanted to kill me, but he didn't succeed." At this time, the old man's martial aura was completely restrained. When talking about matters unrelated to the sword, although he was slow with words, he answered all the questions. He was surprisingly easy to talk to. Ying Feiyang repeated in his heart, "It's really not my fault for treating him as an ordinary shop owner!"
The old man's words were extremely concise. If he could answer with a single word, he would not use a second word. After asking a few more questions, he finally understood what was going on. It turned out that this tea shop was a place that one had to pass to reach Ling Xiao's swordsmanship. However, the original owner seemed to have left recently to seek refuge. Some broken pieces of equipment were still left in the shop. The old man wanted to find Qing Ku, but he only knew the approximate location. He did not know the exact location of Qing Ku's residence, so he waited on this road that one had to pass.
Before Qing Ku arrived, he first encountered Old Man Bitter Bamboo. Old Man Bitter Bamboo was severely injured and wanted to eat human flesh to nourish himself. However, he failed to recognize Mount Tai and attacked Old Man Bitter Bamboo. As a result, he was reduced to ashes, leaving behind only his weapon, the Green Bamboo Staff, which was used as a fire stick by someone else. Later, Liu Wentong and Ying Feiyang came, but neither of them could tell that Old Man Bitter Bamboo was an extraordinary person. They only treated him as an innkeeper and ordered him around. Old Man Bitter Bamboo acted as the innkeeper without any complaints until the disciples of the Sword Tower of Spring and Autumn drew their swords at him. 【Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Say △ Net
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"Did you come to wait for me just to make tea for me?" Qing Ku asked again.
"The chaos in Chuan has something to do with you. I made tea to make sure that you would be alive to drink it." When it came to business, Old Man Bitter Bamboo's Qi Ji turned cold and he had the demeanor of a master.
Qing Ku blew his beard and said, "Ha, it's not the appointed time yet. How would I dare to die first?"
Old Man Bitter Bamboo nodded in agreement and said, "Death is a rare opportunity. If your death is of no benefit to the world's swordsmanship, wouldn't it be a waste of your amazing karma?"
"Alright, I knows how precious this body is. I won't die easily. You've waited for me and I've drunk the tea. Do you have any other business?"
"No." Old Man Bitter Bamboo thought for a while and spat out a word. He actually stood up and left, heading straight to the north.
"Haha." Qing Ku chuckled and said, "I thought you were coming to find me from a thousand miles away. I was feeling grateful, but I didn't expect you to just do it along the way. Looking at the direction you're going, are you going to make up your mind? "
"Yes." Old Man Bitter Bamboo answered.
Qing Ku sighed and said, "There are hundreds of emotions in the world, and there are three thousand paths. Emotions, hate, sorrow, joy, hate, anger, and anger can all be put into the sword. Why do you have to give up all of them? Just like the tea you made earlier, you gave up the other ingredients and only left the tea and water. Of course, the true taste of the tea can be seen, but this true taste is too bitter!"
"There are three thousand paths, but for me, there is only one path. In the world, there is only the sword. It is the purest, without any thoughts or desires. Only by giving up the sword can the true meaning of the sword be seen. You used tea to explain things, but you didn't know that I made tea just to wait for your sword. Now that I've waited, I've already forgotten the method of making tea!"
After saying that, Old Man Bitter Bamboo walked away without looking back. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared.
"Since you've got the fish, why not forget the bamboo? You're really something. In that case, this tea has become a unique taste. Tianming, don't just stand there, come and have a taste."
However, Ying Feiyang's eyes were filled with confusion and his mind was distracted. Seeing this, Qing Ku praised him in his heart, "This kid is really perceptive."
Hearing the call, Ying Feiyang asked, "Master, you were talking about the sword with that old man just now. Although I could tell, I didn't understand."
Qing Qing smiled bitterly, "If you don't understand, then just let it be. That is my Sword Dao. His Sword Dao is not yours."
At this moment, Zhang Zhibin and the other two, who had been trembling on the side, also came to the table. When they looked at Qing Ku again, the look in their eyes was very different. They asked respectfully, "Senior, that person just now, could it be …?"
Qing Ku slowly poured the tea into a bowl. The green tea rippled on his calm face. "Three thousand things, unmoved by the heart, raised a man with a sword that shocked the heavens. A swordsman who proved his Dao through martial arts. Apart from him, who else could it be? How lucky you are to see the sword light that has dazzled the martial arts for a hundred years!"
"It's really … It's really him, as expected … It's really him. " The three of them trembled, and their eyes lit up. The pleasant surprise was overflowing, and they couldn't even speak smoothly. Li Wen Tong, who used the sword, was so excited that his entire body trembled, and two streams of tears flowed down his cheeks.
The three of them suddenly knelt down and bowed in the direction where the old man disappeared. They said in unison, "Greetings to the Sword God's divine skill!"
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"Sword God! Sword God! " Not far away, there was also someone who said this name, but there was no respect in his tone. Instead, there was an eagerness and provocation in his tone.
"It's just a Sword God, and you're scared out of your wits? Jagged? " Ren Jiuxiao stroked the broken sword in his hand. The afterglow of the setting sun seeped through the gaps between the trees and shone on the young man's face, casting mottled shadows.
"When I asked for the sword, I said that I wanted to fight a thousand battles with the sword, aspire to the top, and open a new chapter for the way of the sword in this world. Since you wanted to follow me, you should finish what you started. Who would have thought that in less than two years, you would break your own promise? Could it be that you feel that the sword is not a man, so you can go back on your words? “
Ren Jiuxiao sneered, "Although Ren Jiuxiao is young, he can take life and death lightly. I didn't expect to be matched with a cowardly sword like you. Who made you give up without a fight? Who made you betray your master to seek the enemy? Who made you break your own edge? — — "
"— — Who made you sacrifice your life to save me?" Ren Jiuxiao stroked the broken sword. The more he stroked it, the heavier it became. He didn't even notice that his palm was cut. He let the blood pour on the sword, dripping down the broken blade and onto the grass.
"Ten years! You even made a promise for me in ten years! I really don't know how much you look down on me! "
Ren Jiuxiao grinned, revealing his white teeth. Under the shadow of the tree, they were even more distinct. "In less than seven years, I will make the Sword God kneel in front of you and wash away the shame of today for you! And before that, as my sword, how can your life and death be decided by you? Even if your bones are broken and your soul scattered, you have to cast your edge for me again! "
Ren Jiuxiao stood up and pointed the broken sword into the distance. The blood-stained blade made his eyes red, and there seemed to be crystal light flashing in his eyes.
"Just you wait, wait for me to pull you down from the peak of swordsmanship, Sword God — — Yu Wenfeng!"
PS: Drinking tea was a weapon to show off in Wuxia and Xianxia novels. Characters from the Qin and Han Jin Dynasties often sat and drank together. But in fact, before the Middle Tang Dynasty, drinking tea was not really popular. Even if someone drank it, it was like in the novels, holding tea leaves and boiling it with butter, dates, onions, ginger, orange peel, and mint. Therefore, the first tea brewed by the Sword God in the novels might be more suitable for modern people.
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