Wu Liuding actually didn't take it to heart, but he was pleasantly surprised to hear Cui Hua say this in one breath.
Cui Hua had obviously seen through his thoughts, and very quickly went back to her silent meditation.
Wu Liuding sighed, and rubbed the stubble on his chin with the palm of his hand. "Don't talk about the number one swordsman in the world, I'm afraid I can't even be considered in the top five right now. Even the top ten is a bit uncertain. But the Old Ancestor has made such a big move, I'm too embarrassed to drag you up there. Cui Hua, I'm very depressed right now. "
The last sentence was something that Wen Busheng, who shamelessly freeloaded on food and drinks in the small house in Great Peace City, often said often. In fact, Wu Liuding missed the word "crotch", but after Wu Liuding followed suit, he couldn't eat pickled vegetables for two to three months. From then on, he only dared to say "now" and not "crotch".
Cui Hua didn't want to talk, and Wu Liuding also felt indescribably sad. For a moment, he, the Sword Crown of the Wu family without a sword, and the female sword attendant, who was carrying the "Su Of Gojoseon" on the other side of the table, both became silent.
There were about ten tables on the first floor, and they were all dressed in bright clothes and looked very rich. It was said that Beiliang was poor, but just like other places in Liyang, there were actually quite a few rich people. The guests of these inns were all talking loudly without stopping until they shocked people to death, or they were pretending to be experts and talking nonsense. It wasn't that so-and-so beside them had once known so-and-so, and that so-and-so behind them was a great swordsman who had successfully entered the Sword Catacomb and retreated. It was just that their words were noisy, and everyone agreed with each other. There were also many people who were startled. In fact, everyone was well aware that if someone really knew a top Jianghu swordsman, who would be willing to stay and drink in this kind of inn?
Even more so, no one would have thought that not far away, there was the Sword Crown of the Wu family, whose name had already shaken the north and south of the river, as well as the female sword attendant, who carried the second most famous sword in the world on her back and understood Li Chungang's two-sleeve green snake. Even if Wu Liuding announced his identity and background, no one would be willing to believe him, nor would they dare to believe him.
In the eyes of everyone present, if you were really Wu Liuding, you wouldn't have the face to come out and mingle in Jianghu without more than a dozen experts to serve you tea, give you water, massage your shoulders, and massage your back. How could you even boast that you were the one and only Sword Crown in the world? Therefore, it must be fake!
About two hours later, the entire Yunxia Town was in an uproar.
The hundred cavalry from the Wu Family's Sword Tomb really passed by here!
Cui Hua stood up and reached out to her back, gently pressing down on the Su Of Gojoseon ancient sword.
Originally, the Wu Family cavalry was going to circle around the city according to the rules, but under the leadership of a leader surnamed Wu, they changed their minds at the last moment and made an exception to pass through the city.
One hundred riders entered the streets of Yunxia Town.
Only the sound of hooves could be heard. There was no noise at all.
Every one of them had the same haggard look on their faces.
The oldest had a head full of snow, and the youngest was a man and woman in their forties.
Everyone had a sword on their back, but only one sword. Without exception, no one had a sword on their back, nor did they have a sword sheath to hide it.
If you break into my Wu Family, your skills are not as good as mine, and you will be my Wu Family's sword slave for the rest of your life.
This was the rule set by Wu Cang, who became the strongest person in the world at the age of thirty-one. The Wu Family's rule, for hundreds of years, had become the rule of all swordsmen in the world.
In the shops on both sides of the main street of Yunxia Town, no one dared to walk on the street. They only dared to stick their heads out of the windows and doors. Their eyes were full of surprise and awe, and almost everyone's forehead and palms were sweaty.
The shop assistant didn't even have the time to look at the rich girl's full breasts and graceful figure. He didn't have the ability or status to squeeze to the door, so he could only move a chair inside the door and stand on it to watch.
But this wasn't the most exaggerated. The most exaggerated were the people who nimbly climbed onto the trees and roofs.
When they saw the Wu Family's cavalry pass right under their noses, some were shocked by the name of the Wu Family's Sword Tomb, and some were cheering because they were rushing to Beiliang to help. But even more were stunned and didn't know what to do.
When the group of one man, one sword, and one horse stopped for no reason in front of the inconspicuous inn, the people at the entrance were so frightened that they retreated in panic. Many of them fell to the ground and scrambled back into the inn with their hands and feet.
As a result, Wu Liuding and Sword Servant Cui Hua finally made way.
When the shopkeeper and the shop assistant saw the second and third riders of the Wu Family dismount and make way for the young master and servant, their minds were filled with paste and they were completely scared silly.
The shop assistant who had been giving the master and servant a hard time these past few days fell to the ground with the stench of urine all over his body.
Wu Liuding sat on the horse that one of the Wu Family's sword servants, Helian, dismounted and made way for him, while Cui Hua sat on the horse of an old woman that had been forgotten by Jianghu for many years.
The two sword servants didn't have the slightest bit of resentment. As the group of horses continued to move forward, they silently followed beside the two riders.
This was the rule of the Wu Family.
No matter what kind of strength or reputation you had before you entered the Wu Family's Sword Tomb, your sword was inferior to mine. Even if you could wield a sword again in this life, it was up to the Wu Family to decide.
When the middle-aged man in the lead saw Wu Liuding and Cui Hua, he didn't say a word. He turned his horse around and returned to the Wu Family alone.
Wu Liuding turned his head and looked at the lonely back of his uncle, Wu Xuan. He bit his lips and slowly turned his head, but also didn't say a word.
The younger generation of the Wu Family didn't care about children. They were only allowed to use the sword. Every generation, one Sword Crown would travel the Jianghu. If they didn't come out, they would be the best in the way of the sword. Otherwise, they wouldn't be allowed to return to the Wu Family when they were alive, and they wouldn't be buried in the Wu Family after they died.
This was the rule set by another ancestor, Wu He.
Ever since the Wu Family's Nine Swords defeated ten thousand riders, in the past two hundred years, almost every Wu Family disciple who had the qualifications to have one of the nine words in their name were all outstanding sword embryos who had displayed astonishing talent since childhood. However, other than the nine words that had never been used, none of the other eight words were left out. But strangely, other than Wu Liuding who had the six words in his name, Wu Xuan, who had been defeated by Wu Su who later became the King of Beiliang's concubine. Thus, the sword that should have been known by the world was destined to be unknown for the rest of its life, just like its owner. And this time, the Wu Family's Sword Tomb had sent out more than a hundred riders. They also wanted him, the nephew who had replaced the Wu Family's Sword Seeking Jianghu, to be the only person in charge. No matter how outstanding Wu Wu Xuan's sword skills were, he could only be a flash in the pan of Jianghu and die of old age in the family.
The Wu Family was not only ruthless to those who broke into the Sword Tomb, but even more ruthless to their own family members.
In the past two hundred years, countless Wu Family disciples had only wanted to take a look at Jianghu, but they had died under the swords of their fathers. Countless men and women had quietly committed suicide. Even more so, countless people had gone mad because of practicing the sword and had been insane for the rest of their lives.
Wu Liuding was very glad that he had been born in the Wu Family, where he had lived and died for the sword. He had never complained, but he was even more glad that he had Cui Hua to accompany him on this trip to Jianghu.
A Jianghu without Cui Hua and Pickled Cabbage could not be considered Jianghu.
Just like a certain idiot who, in the end, still believed that as long as his brother Xiaonian was still in Jianghu, he would still be in Jianghu.
Wu Liuding had always only recognized that idiot as his friend. He did not even give a damn about His Royal Highness. When he became the King of Beiliang and became the most powerful person in the world, he, Wu Liuding, did not think much of it.
This time, Wu Liuding came to Beiliang because he wanted to ask in person.
Xu, do you still remember the ranger who only carried a wooden sword in his life?
If you dare to forget … Yes, you, Hsu Fengnian, are powerful. Even Wang Xianzhi is not your opponent. I, Wu Liuding, do not have the ability to chop you to death, but I can still take hundreds of riders and leave Beiliang on my own.
However, as he was thinking about this matter, Wu Liuding felt somewhat helpless as he rode through Yunxia Town. Even if he had the Sword Crown, he most likely would not be able to take away these Wu Family sword slaves.
In the world, other than his own ancestor, no one else had the ability to do so.
Not long after.
At the border between You and Liang Prefectures, there was a roadside wine shop at a fork in the road. The middle-aged lady boss used to be glared at by the greedy customers who passed by. This time, the situation had changed. She was the one who glared fiercely at the extraordinarily handsome young man. He sat there alone and ordered a jug of wine, but he asked for two cups. She said that she did not have wine cups. Her shop used big bowls. He smiled and said that bowls were fine too.
The woman leaned on the table next to him and looked at the handsome man who was in a daze. She thought that he had probably remembered someone he wanted to drink with.
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