But presumably, the entire Wu family sword tomb believed that these two people, regardless of whether they were young now or old in the future, would die at the same time.
Many years later, many years after the great battle of Liang Mang, a white-haired old man lay on a sickbed. When the oil in his lamp ran out, he could no longer open his eyes. He could only mumble, "Cuihua, I want to eat pickled vegetables again."
The old woman who sat at the head of the bed and gently held his hand, leaning over his ear with difficulty. In reality, she could no longer hear clearly, but she knew what he was saying. So she said gently, "We don't have any more pickled vegetables at home, but when we get underground, I'll make some for you."
He was dead.
She was also dead.
There was no deeper love in the world than this.
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A travel-worn man first traveled from the border between Western Shu and Southern Zhao, all the way north to the Prince's mansion on Mount Qingliang. Then he hurried to North Resisting City. He had no choice but to go to Qingcang City in Liuzhou. Finally, he went straight to Linyao Military Town, which was even closer to the Western Regions. Only then did he finally find his fellow disciple who was carrying a wicker basket and picking up cow dung.
Looking at his fourth junior apprentice-brother who was much older than him, the young man heard the general story. He held back his laughter and said, "It's really been hard on you. Even my legs feel like jelly when I hear about the trekking of mountains and rivers."
This inarticulate man who had taken countless wrong paths was Lou Huang of Martial Emperor City, who had escorted the Yan sisters out of the Western Region. He looked at his Eldest Senior Brother, Groom Yu, and asked, "Why have you come to Northern Liang?"
Yu Groom hesitated for a moment, but he still decided to be honest. "I might disappoint you if I tell you the truth, but I didn't come here for revenge. At that time, I went to Liaodong with Green-robed Man, and for some reason, I wanted to come to the northwest to take a look. I probably didn't believe that the Northern Liang Cavalry was the best in the world. Of course, I also had the intention to vent some of my anger on behalf of the Central Plains. The target of this anger is both the Northern Mang and Northern Liang. There's no need to say much about the Northern Mang barbarians. As the saying goes, 'those who are not of our race are bound to have different intentions' applies to both the grasslands and the Central Plains. A thousand years ago, it was a dead knot that couldn't be untied. As for Beiliang, I also have some resentment. Why do you think only your Beiliang Frontier Army can guard the country's gate? We Jianghu people are not necessarily inferior. "
Unexpectedly, Lou Huang, who was originally the most stubborn of the same sect, did not get angry. He only nodded.
Yu Groom smiled and asked, "You're not going to scold me?"
Lou Huang said in a low muffled voice, "I used to scold people, but not now. I've met Hsu Fengnian. What he said made sense. Who is our master? Why does he need a bunch of good-for-nothing disciples like us to avenge him? We will be laughed at by our master in heaven. Besides, Hsu Fengnian also said that our master only wanted to lose. It's not that Hsu Fengnian really won. I still don't understand. It's similar to what master said about Li Chungang. I'm afraid this is where I'm not as good as you, senior apprentice-brother. I can't let go of what I should let go of. I don't know how to pick up what I should pick up. I can't understand it in this lifetime. In the end, I even threw away my sword. I don't even have the courage to find it back. "
Yu Groom was silent.
Lou Huang pulled the corner of his mouth and said bitterly, "I carried master's body to Mount Kunlun and buried it at the top of a mountain. You can go and pay your respects when you have the chance. I'll lead the way."
Yu Groom sighed, "Fourth junior apprentice-brother, you've changed a lot."
Lou Huang did not deny, "It's not a good thing. Maybe I won't even have the heart to practice martial arts in the future. If there really is such a day, senior apprentice-brother, I hope you can treat it as if Martial Emperor City never had such a person as Lou Huang. "
Yu Groom smiled, "I don't like to hear that."
Lou Huang said self-deprecatingly, "I'm not good at saying nice things."
Yu Groom carried a wicker basket and brought Lou Huang. The two martial arts masters walked and stopped on the grassland outside Lin Yao Military Town. Yu Groom did not speak and Lou Huang was a taciturn person. The two of them walked in silence.
As the disciples of Martial Emperor City's Castellan Wang Xianzhi, they should have the deepest understanding of Jianghu.
Before Hsu Fengnian appeared, the Central Plains had already recognized that the Jianghu they lived in was unprecedentedly grand. Compared to Gao Shulu and Liu Songtao's era, although their teacher Wang Xianzhi also won for sixty years, people like Cao Changqing, Đồng Thái, Gu Jiantang, the white-robed monk Li Dangxin and the sickly tiger Yang Taisui, these people from the three sects did not have all their glory stolen by Wang Xianzhi. Each of them had their own style and shone brightly. Therefore, it could be said that the Jianghu of Liyang met with a fruitful year.
But if one counted with their fingers those outstanding martial grandmasters, especially after Cao Changqing died outside Tai'an City, all the Jianghu people would probably sigh. In just five or six years, so many grandmasters had died in Liyang. Jian Jiuhuang died outside Wu Wu City, the world's eleventh Wang Mingyin died outside Xiangfan City, the invincible Wang Xianzhi died in Beiliang, the cat man Han Shengxuan died outside Shenwu City, the Dongyue Sword Pool Song Nianqing died, Yang Taisui died outside Xiyu Pass, Li Chungang who returned to the Land of Immortals died after Wanli Borrow Sword, Liu Songtao who returned to the Jianghu after a hundred years died on Guangling River, Wudang's sword maniac Wang Xiaoping died on the way to the river, Xuanyuan Jingcheng and Xuanyuan Dandan both died in their own great snow plains, the number one general of Nanjiang, Wang Tongshan, died on the battlefield, the Dragon Tree Monk died outside Beimang's Gate of Heaven, Qi Jiajie died in Fuxia Town at the foot of Mount Wudang, the gatekeeper of Tai'an City, Liu Haoshi, died outside that city, Wudang's Hong Xixiang reincarnated, the father and son of Mount Longhu ascended together …
While sighing softly, he also felt a little fortunate. Because when the older generation was withering, looking back, the Li Yang River Lake was still filled with new experts. Among them, Hsu Fengnian was the leader of the group and fought against Wang Xianzhi. In the Great Peace City, he fought against two people. In the western region, he fought against Tuoba for thousands of miles. It could be said that the young vassal king had fought against all the great masters of the present age.
Groom Yu stopped and his shoulders shook as if he was weighing the weight of the cow dung in the wicker basket on his back. He then turned to Lou Huang and said, "Actually, I know that among the few of us, you are the most scheming. Among the martial brothers, you and I are the most pure in sword training and do not involve ourselves in other things. Therefore, you have always been comparing yourself with me. Probably in your eyes, Master is a huge mountain that is too tall and almost insurmountable. As for me, I am a small mountain of that huge mountain. Only when you have stepped over that mountain would you have the qualifications to challenge Master. Just like Jian Jiuhuang and the other people of the Jianghu, they climbed up the Martial Emperor City with the identity of a challenger. Therefore, you gave up on the sword intent and focused on the sword art. You did not hesitate to walk with a limp on the sword dao just to be able to suppress me. "
Lou Huang didn't deny or admit it.
Groom Yu shifted his line of sight and looked at the boundless yellow sand of the desert. He smiled and said, "However, after I walked out of the Martial Emperor City, I realized one thing. If Master didn't leave the Eastern Sea and we didn't leave the Martial Emperor City, then we would have to live in Master's shadow for the rest of our lives. Coincidentally, this was an ending that Master didn't want to see. Master hoped that each of us would achieve something. He hoped that my sword intent wouldn't be weaker than Li Chungang's. He hoped that Lou Huang's sword art would be comparable to Đồng Thái's. He hoped that Gong Que would be able to become a Great Master by gathering the strengths of various sects. Fourth Junior Brother, Master didn't ask for anything in return for the teachings that he taught us. Since we are swordsmen, then we have to respect the Three-Foot Sword in our hands. We shouldn't have a guilty conscience because our opponents are invincible, and we shouldn't have doubts because the sword dao is difficult. "
Speaking until here, Groom Yu smiled and asked, "Do you know which swordsman I admire the most in the past hundred years?"
Lou Huang shook his head.
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