A green-robed traveler came from the southwest, carrying a thin bamboo pole on his shoulder. After a while, he took down the pole to stir the reeds. He was reciting a folk song, "I'm here to patrol the mountains on behalf of the king" and "If I see a girl, I'll go to the stockade together". He repeated the song a few times and even jumped a few times. He did not see the scene he wanted to see and was bored to death. He picked up the pole again and asked without turning his head, "Do you think I can block Li Chungang's sword on the river?"
There was no reply. He was not discouraged and continued to say, "At that time, I thought the old God of Swords had broken and then stood up again, stepping into the realm of Earth Immortal in one fell swoop. Only after I left the martial arts evaluation did I realize that it was just a coincidence of the right time, place, and people. It was nothing special. When you and I came out of the sword tomb, my sword and yours both touched the threshold of Sword Immortal. What do you think are our chances of winning against the old senior this time?"
There was still no sound behind the green-robed traveler who did not have a sword and only had a bamboo pole. Or rather, there was only the endless sound of the wind blowing the reeds. It was this thin green-robed traveler who flipped the big boat at the gate of Hell with his pole. He came and went in a carefree manner with a small boat under his feet. In the well-informed Wulin world, he had been talked about enthusiastically. The old God of Swords had just returned and the new Sword Crown of the Wu family had come to challenge him. No matter how one looked at it, it was very amusing. Recently, he had earned countless pounds of saliva from the people of Jianghu. However, the low-level Jianghu heroes and heroes of the forest were only shocked by this swordsman's invincibility all the way to the south. Some people were already inquiring about who was qualified to be Wu Liuding's sword attendant. However, the Sword Tomb of the Wu family was a strange place that did not leak anything. They could only vaguely know that the sword attendant of this generation's Sword Crown Wu Liuding was even more outstanding than the previous generation. To become a sword attendant of the Sword Tomb, it was needless to say that he was loyal and devoted to the sword master. He was destined to never serve another master. All the sword attendants were chosen by the older generation of swordsmen to be the direct descendants of the Wu family. They grew up together, learned the sword, and picked the sword together. Every generation of the Sword Tomb had dozens of pairs of sword masters and sword attendants. Only by becoming a Sword Crown swordsman could they represent the Sword Tomb of the Wu family. The new Sword Crown's strength was unquestionable. The sword attendants who were naturally shrouded in a tragic aura were even more curious. In addition, in this tomb where countless sword geniuses were buried, there was a tradition that the sword attendants were stronger than the sword master. Who knew what kind of tyrannical sword technique Wu Liuding's mysterious sword attendant practiced? Thus, those hidden powers who did not like the Sword Tomb and thought that they were the only family in the world had to think carefully before they could guarantee that nothing would go wrong. They did not dare to rashly seize the edge of the Sword Tomb.
The sword master practiced the sword of the king, and the sword attendants practiced the tyrannical sword technique. This was a written rule engraved on the sword stele of the Sword Tomb's ancestors. In terms of killing with the sword, there was no swordsman more powerful than the sword attendants of the Wu family.
The green-robed Wu Liuding sighed with emotion: "The two of us are a perfect match. When I was young, I was unwilling to follow my grandfather to learn the art of Outer King and Inner Sage. I always felt that with the Old Ancestor's talent, he only obtained the title of Su Of Gojoseon, and was unable to become the king of my family's swordsmanship. Then why would I learn the sword of the king? I would rather practice the tyrannical sword technique of entering the world with my aunt. As for you, by chance, you were bestowed with the sword of the king when you were young. Even my grandfather's sword, 'Su Of Gojoseon', was retrieved for me from the sword mountain. I entered the world to practice the sword technique of entering the world, but your sword technique of entering the world had to accompany me into the world. I've wronged you. The King of Jing An said that my aunt's Great Liang Dragon Sparrow is in the hands of that person. I don't care about the schemes of the imperial court, but that sword, no matter what, I will retrieve it for you. "
Finally, a slender figure appeared behind Wu Liuding. She carried a long sword on her back that was filled with awe-inspiring Sword Qi even without being unsheathed. She was dressed like Wu Liuding in a scholar's green robe. Her appearance was ordinary, but she was particularly angular. Between her eyebrows, there was a murderous spirit.
The ancient sword, 'Su Of Gojoseon', was the second most famous sword in the world. It suppressed the 160,000 swords buried in the sword tomb.
The woman with the sword on her back, who should not be blind, kept her eyes closed as she walked. A cool breeze brushed past her face, blowing her hair that was roughly tied into a ponytail with a red string.
Wu Liuding, who was carrying a bamboo pole, turned around and smiled mischievously: "Cui Hua, why do I like you even though I know that you're not good-looking?"
The young woman with the sword on her back and her eyes closed answered seriously: "It's probably because you like to eat the pickled cabbage I make. You like me because you're afraid that there won't be any pickled cabbage to eat. "
She was famous for not being good with words in the Wu family's sword tomb since she was young. Other than practicing the sword, she practiced the sword again and again. Apart from that, her only interest was making pickled cabbage. Wu Liuding had been craving this since he was young. Unfortunately, this craving lasted for so many years. She was born poor. Before she was brought into the Wu family's sword tomb, she was the daughter of a village barbarian. Probably because her memories of the past were limited to the taste of pickled cabbage, she tried to make pickled cabbage after entering the sacred ground in the hearts of sword practitioners. As for whether the taste was good or not, there was no comparison, so naturally there was no answer. In any case, they grew up together. To be precise, Wu Liuding, who grew up together with bamboo swords, never got tired of eating pickled cabbage. Her rigid answer might be preposterous in the ears of outsiders, but Wu Liuding listened attentively and seriously pondered this question. Cui Hua's pickled cabbage, was there anything more delicious than this in the world? Moreover, when Cui Hua didn't mention the sword and was seriously making pickled cabbage, she, who didn't look too good, always looked better.
"Cui Hua, if I die in Li Chungang's hands today, then from now on, there's no need to offer wine every Tomb Sweeping Day. I don't really like to drink. Just make a big pot of pickled cabbage."
"Okay." A sword attendant served the sword master, but there was no rule of avenging the sword master. When facing an enemy, they were not allowed to help. There was only the custom of burying the sword and guarding the grave. The Wu family's ancestor set this iron rule in the past, afraid that the younger generation would have something to rely on and delay the pure sword heart that sought the Dao alone.
"Cui Hua, can pickled cabbage only be used for pickled cabbage?"
"I only know how to pickle cabbage."
"Let's change the taste. We're already in the south." Wu Liuding drooled with a face full of anticipation.
"Shouldn't you be thinking about how to break Li Chungang's Two-Sleeved Green Snake?" The head of this generation of sword attendants frowned and asked softly.
It really was a bit unreasonable. Not to mention that this was a critical moment before the start of a great battle, even in normal times, a sword crown of the Wu family and a sword attendant shouldn't be talking about pickled cabbage. In any case, they should talk about some mysterious and profound understanding of the way of the sword, and say something that would make all the swordsmen in the world admire and respect.
"Thinking that only by living can I eat pickled cabbage, I have more fighting spirit. I also don't have to think about whether or not I feel guilty about using the Su Of Gojoseon Sword. Whether it's Li Chungang's Two-Sleeved Green Snake or Đồng Thái's Peach Blossom Branch, whether it's swordsmanship or sword intent, in the end, they all belong to the category of the way of the sword. In the world, there really isn't a place that understands the sword better than the Wu family. "Wu Liuding laughed softly. His hands rested on the bamboo pole, and he squinted at the end of the reed path.
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The man from the Zhuang family, with a bundle of golden soft swords wrapped around his waist, and Wu Liuding happened to walk from the northeast to the center. This man, whose skin was as dark as a farmer's, had a wooden expression. He slightly lowered his head, and there was a bulge in his bosom, which seemed to be a wooden box.
It was this thing that had brought him to Xiangfan City.
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