According to the customs of the villagers, it was a very inauspicious thing to hang a white banner in the first month.
However, to the people of Swallow Dock, it was nothing out of the ordinary. On the eve of the Lunar New Year's Eve, the family would gather together to eat, drink, and happily welcome the new year. Then, they would receive a call from the Northern Borderline or the Southern Sea. Their family members had unfortunately died in battle. Everyone would silently put down their bowls, chopsticks, and wine glasses, and raise the white flags that had been prepared under the boxes.
They believed that the white banners could summon souls. They couldn't retrieve the corpses of their loved ones, and most of the time, they couldn't even retrieve their ashes. However, they hoped that they could summon the souls of their loved ones back to their roots so that they could meet in their dreams.
Sacrifice was the norm.
However, this was the first time Swallow Dock had raised the white banner for a foreigner, and it was for an East Asian at that.
Qianye Bin died in battle. According to his last words, he hoped that he would stay in Hua Xia and let his body turn into a pile of dust.
The Old Drunkard gave Fang Yan full authority to handle this matter. He also gave his shroud, coffin, and tomb to the Thousand Leaves Military Department.
Yes, making burial clothes, making coffins, and reserving graves for the living was also an ancient tradition of Swallow Dock.
Moreover, only the most respected person in the family would receive such preferential treatment and glory. These people could enter the Ancestral Mountain after they died, and their spirit tablets could be placed in the family's ancestral hall.
Now, the Old Drunkard had given this honor to the Thousand Leaves Military Department.
Of course, the memorial tablet of the Thousand Leaves Military Department could not be placed in the Fang family's ancestral hall. Everyone was worried that the Qianye Division of the Army would fight with the ancestors of the Fang Clan after they entered.
After all, everyone's habits and way of thinking were still very different.
Fang Yan conducted the funeral for Qianye and hung white banners on the tallest camphor tree in the courtyard of the Fang family.
Bai Huwei personally wrote an elegiac couplet for Hero Bai to hang on the door: A foreign guest from the Chiba Army, a hero of heaven and earth, the Japanese Sword God.
Fang Yixing led Fang Hao, Zhao Chengxin and the rest to slaughter pigs and sheep, preparing for the feast.
The Old Drunkard said he would give him a proper burial, so naturally, the Fang family would give him a proper burial.
Banquets were an essential part of a grand funeral. Whenever there was a wedding or a funeral, the villagers had to be invited to have a good meal. The more extravagant and lively the banquet, the more it could be called a funeral. This was no different from the outside world.
At the door of the small house, the teacher was holding a big teacup and looking in the direction of the Fang family. He asked, "What's the matter with the Fang family?"
"The Japanese Sword God Chiba came to Swallow Dock to challenge Mo Qinglong and died in battle. After his death, he left his last words, hoping that he could be buried in Hua Xia and become a pile of dust in the earth. The Fang family is currently preparing for his funeral, "Bai Xiu, who was standing behind him, replied softly.
"How much power have you recovered from underestimating the enemy?" the teacher asked.
"Less than fifty percent."
"How powerful is the Thousand Leaves Army?"
"Twenty years ago, they were evenly matched. After 20 years of comprehending the sword, the swordsmanship of the Chiba Military Division had become even more refined. Ten Thousand Swords Become One — he was almost invincible in East Asia. Those who saw the battle with Fang Yan at One Sword Peak said that he was a very terrifying opponent. If it weren't for Fang Yan's sudden breakthrough in his Taiji Heart, it would have been very difficult for him to win this match. "
"In that case, how did Mo Qingdi defeat Qianye Bing, who was at his peak condition with less than half of his strength?"
"He came to seek death," Bai Xiu said with a sigh.
"The Fang family values kinship and righteousness. They did a good job." The teacher pondered for a long time and said, "Hang my white banner."
"Mister —" Bai Xiu stopped him. If the teacher hung the white banner, the death of the Thousand Leaves Army would become a big deal for the entire Swallow Dock.
"Hang it." The teacher waved his hand and said firmly.
"Mister hung the white banner —" Fang Yingying ran to Fang Yan and said while panting.
"The Ye family hung the white banner —" Fang Haohan moved to Fang Yan and whispered.
"The Li family hung the white banner —"
"The Ruan family hung the white banner —"
The entire Swallow Dock was full of white banners.
The Fang family hung the white banner because of the deep relationship between the Old Drunkard and the Thousand Leaves Army, and also because Fang Yan and the Thousand Leaves Army were both enemies and friends.
The teacher hung the white banner because he deduced the truth from some unusual information. Heroes cherished heroes. How could the teacher's action not be a hero's?
The other villagers of Swallow Dock hung the white banner because they began to pay attention to this matter and learned about it. Then, they respected and admired this foreign guest from the bottom of their hearts.
Perhaps when they met on the battlefield, they would engage in a bloodthirsty fight to the death. However, this did not affect their favorable impression of their opponent.
Because they were the same kind of people.
If they were not the same kind of people, why would they meet in such a dangerous place? If they weren't the same kind of people, why would they give up their lives for a goal that seemed to be empty and meaningless?
They could also live in a prosperous city like thousands of people, find a comfortable job, marry a beautiful wife, and have a few lovely children — with their abilities, they could live a more comfortable and safe life.
But why did they meet on the battlefield?
The news of the death of the Thousand Leaves Army's father spread to Huacheng, and Huacheng spread the news of the Thousand Leaves Army's death to the Iga One-blade School. The Iga One-blade School spread the news of the Thousand Leaves Army's death to the entire East Ocean and the even more distant world of martial artists.
In the dojo of the Iga One-blade School.
A long-bearded man with black silk tied around his head was silent. Several rows of young martial artists sitting across from him looked at the middle-aged man with serious expressions.
"Everyone, the king of our Iga One-blade School, the Sword God of East Ocean, Mr. Chiba Abe challenged one of the Three Dragons of Hua Xia, the Azure Dragon. Don't underestimate him, and unfortunately, he died in the battle," the black-bearded man said in a hoarse voice. His eyes were bloodshot, and his hands were clenched tightly.
Boom —
The crowd was in an uproar.
"Mr. Chiba Abe, did he really … die?"
"Impossible, how could our Sword God be defeated by their Azure Dragon? He is invincible, it's impossible —"
"He killed our Sword God, we will fight him to the death —"
"I don't want to believe it either, but this is the truth that I know. This is a disgrace, a disgrace to our Iga One-blade School, and a disgrace to all East Ocean martial artists. "The man happened to lead the young martial artists into an emotional outburst. "A debt of blood must be paid with blood. Please practice hard, everyone, and in the future, our blood will flow in the Azure Dragon. "
"Wash the Azure Dragon with blood."
"Wash the Azure Dragon with blood."
"Wash the Azure Dragon with blood."
Saka One-blade School.
On the spacious dojo, a white-robed old man angrily stated this fact.
"Although Chiba Abe Abe is from the Iga Sect that is our competitor, the East Ocean martial artists are one family. They were bound together for glory and bound together for shame. The Azure Dragon of Hua Xia killed our East Ocean martial artists, and if we don't avenge him, we will be in vain as human beings. Everyone, please work hard, and we will challenge the Azure Dragon in the future to avenge Chiba Abe Abe. "
"Revenge."
"Revenge."
"Revenge."
The black-robed swordsmen waved the machetes in their hands and shouted at the top of their lungs.
At the foot of Yamasaki Mountain, Koga Clan Ninja Village.
Two men sat opposite each other in a simple thatched hut.
One was a middle-aged man in black with several scars on his face, and the other was a skinny old man. It was hard to tell his age, but he was too old. His skin was so loose that it looked like it was about to fall off. His teeth had all fallen out, and it was difficult for him to even open his eyes.
"Chiba Abe Abe Abe has fallen, this is the death of us East Ocean martial artists." The bald man said angrily. "Chiba Abe Abe has always been the totem of us East Ocean martial artists, and also the hero in our hearts. Now that he has also died in the hands of the Azure Dragon of Hua Xia, our ninja clan can't turn a blind eye. I will go to Hua Xia to challenge the Three Dragons and Seven Tigers. If I win, it will prove that we East Ocean martial artists are not weak. If I lose, then let me die on the battlefield. "
The old man opened his eyes with difficulty, and his loose eyelids almost covered most of his pupils.
He carefully looked at the bald man in front of him and said, "Kakuto-kun, it's good that you can make such a choice. You are indeed the pride of us Koga ninjas. As a Jonin, you need to stand up in times of crisis like this."
"Go, go and see their Three Dragons and Seven Tigers. I look forward to your return. At that time, I will personally crown you as the King of Ninjas. Even if you die in battle, isn't it a kind of glory? Chiba Abe Abe walked a path that no one has taken before, and he made a choice that we don't have the courage to make. He is a hero, the soul of our country. You too. "
The bald man knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times, and turned to leave without saying a word.
Clang —
The door closed, and the oil lamp in the room went out with a whoosh.
"Do you know? Our East Ocean Sword God died in battle in Hua Xia — God, I really can't accept it. "
"Hua Xia has Three Dragons and Seven Tigers, and each of them is a one-in-a-million master. Azure Dragon, don't underestimate your enemy. Twenty years ago, he broke into East Ocean alone with a sword and fought dozens of East Ocean masters. He didn't stop conquering until he met Chiba Abe, who was equally young and talented. If it wasn't for Chiba Abe, if it wasn't for our East Ocean Sword God, all of our East Ocean martial artists would have been trampled under his feet."
"East Ocean swordsmen, do you have the guts? Do you still have any passion? If you are not a group of cowards, then go and seek justice for our Sword God. "
"Kill Azure Dragon, avenge —"
Chiba Abe Abe's death provoked the anger and hatred of the entire East Ocean martial arts world.
One after another, dojos and sects stood up. They hung Chiba Abe Abe's portrait at the door of the dojo, and they swore to avenge the Sword God.
Chiba Abe Abe became a god!
After the Sword God, there was no more Sword God!
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