Jiang Xiaolou suddenly remembered: Shen Gui invited himself to come to Hedong City to help in the war, in order to prevent people from the rivers and lakes from participating in the war and hinder the process of self-change in the Huayu Continent. As for the "reward" he provided to himself, it was also very peculiar: an old inkstone and a spring rain sword.

Shen Gui's original intention in playing this dumb riddle was to prevent leakage; And the two "riddles" he gave, one is one literate and one martial, one is expensive and one is cheap, and they can't fight each other, which is really confusing. I have to say that with such a strong secrecy measure, he did hide it from the black dog, but at the same time, he also concealed it from Jiang Xiaolou himself.

As for the two tokens themselves, there is nothing surprising about them. Since the beginning of beating Shen Gui and walking the rivers and lakes, the name of the Spring Rain Sword has been ringing day by day. It is said that this sharp blade is the last legacy of the Beihai Sword Demon in this life, and it is also a male and female sword, and it is also a testimony to the sincere feelings between him and his wife.

The previous owner of this extra-long Spring Rain Sword was Li Le'an, the eldest lady of Dongyou Road; After that, she and Shen Gui "had no matchmaker", and they could be regarded as bringing this pair of divine soldiers together, and continued to write another good story. Therefore, when it comes to this pair of male and female swords on the rivers and lakes, few people can tell their true power; But if you mention these two love stories, it can really be said that everyone knows and everyone knows.

Of course, Shen Gui entrusted Zhou Chang'an's Chiwu and handed over this sword to Jiang Xiaolou, and he should not have the idea of "showing love with things"; Even if you count the extremely small probability event of "Longyang's goodness", it can be counted from Wu Chengfeng, and there is still a layer of seniority between him and Shen Gui!

However, for Jiang Xiaolou himself, it is harmless to not be able to guess the answer to the riddle for a while; After all, this Spring Rain Sword is not only a token of Shen Gui's transmission of news, but also a prestigious divine weapon, which is in no way inferior to the treasure of the master's sect - Qingmang Sword.

But what is the use of the dilapidated inkstone on that side?

Until this moment, it coincides with the gift of heaven and the rain of spring; This mystery that has plagued Jiang Xiaolou for many days has finally been resolved!

Jiang Xiaolou thought of the useless old inkstone from the word "spring rain", and the shape of the inkstone itself and those fresh scratches immediately appeared in front of him. Originally, he only thought that these traces were new injuries accidentally dropped by the Chiwu spy edamame tofu in the process of long-distance "makeup transportation"; In addition, judging from the condition of the inkstone itself, it is obviously an old thing that has been used for many years, and it is not worth any silver taels, so it will be left behind.

But now in retrospect, the scratches on this inkstone are intricate, seemingly unrelated to each other; But if it is regarded as a sword mark, just like the seven sword marks left on the body of the Xuanzi monk of Nanquan Zen Buddhism, the Arhat Jin, it intuitively and clearly expresses the martial arts concept of the sword bearer himself!

In this way, Shen Gui is actually borrowing this inkstone to pass the sword to Jiang Xiaolou!

But from this, another question arises: just as Guan Beidou is worried, whether Shen Gui really died at the hands of Bai Yuyan; Passing the sword to himself, does he Shen Gui have this ability?

Not to mention Yue Haishan's swordsmanship after observing the tide and realizing the Tao, it has nothing to do with Wu Chengfeng's Mojia sword; Just said that he Shen Gui's cultivation and understanding of the way of the sword, compared with himself, he was a little less heated, how could he dare to have the mind of "borrowing things to pass on the move"?

However, the great monk Zongjing, who "borrowed his head to quell the chaos" and could not get it, obviously would not leave Jiang Xiaolou with time to continue to think; The Vedic Demon Pestle, which was cast in stainless steel, had already danced again, with a momentum that was enough to split mountains and seas, and came straight to Jiang Xiaolou's injured left rib!

From this point of view, the great monk Zongjing is talking about compassion and righteousness; But now he strikes again, but he goes straight to the point; I really don't know what kind of Zen he is, and what kind of Tao he asks!

In desperation, Jiang Xiaolou could only hold the attitude of trying it out, quickly returned the Qingmang Sword that he was more familiar with, and replaced it with the Spring Rain Sword that Shen Gui gave him; After that, he closed his eyes, listened to the wind, felt the murmur of the rain and the sound of the sword, and briefly entered a meditative state of forgetting things and me! In his empty mind, he imitated the nail scratches on the inkstone, simulated a person and a sword, and danced slowly and naturally......

At this point, the one hundred and one step belonging to the kendo genius Jiang Xiaolou has come out like this!

Zong Jing opened the Wei Tuo Demon Descending Pestle in his hand for a half moon and smashed it straight to Jiang Xiaolou's left rib; While the treasure wheel was getting closer and closer, he still maintained a high degree of vigilance in his heart, and his eyes were also repeatedly looking at Jiang Xiaolou's shoulders and waist, ready to change his tactics and attack!

Until the pestle has been completed, the strength has been filled, and the last hint of dodge opportunity belonging to Jiang Xiaolou has completely disappeared; Zong Jing closed his eyes when he saw Jiang Xiaolou changing his sword, although he was not sure whether the other party was sitting still and preparing to make a counterattack, but now the distance was too close, and both sides had no way to retreat!

So he gritted his teeth and added a little more strength again, so as to do it all with one blow!

Speaking of the Wei Tuo pestle, the characteristics of the Qimen blade, which is more important than the attack, can be said to be well known to the world; But for a foreign master like Zong Jing, who has truly cultivated the golden body of an Arhat, whether it is a fist, foot, gun, stick, or strong bow and crossbow, he can't hurt him in the slightest, so why rely on the power of weapons to block and defend?

Therefore, the blade of the Wei Tuo Pestle can only be released from the origin ability given by its form when it falls into the hands of the top masters who are cultivated outside and inside! And this extremely high level of deep excellence comes from the "treasure wheel" at both ends of the Vedic pestle, just from the appearance, it looks like a hollow "iron bone flower", and there is nothing extraordinary about it!

Generally speaking, the function of this double-headed treasure wheel is to lock and block the blades of the enemy's slashing; Therefore, compared to the pestle rod made of metal, it looks like a treasure wheel for decoration, and it is a little more solid.

And the Vedic Demon Pestle in Zongjing's hand is the best one in Nanquan Zen Buddhism in the past 50 years; On weekdays, they worship in front of the Buddha's Dharma body, listen to the chanting of monks, and enjoy the incense ceremony, and there is also a bit of dust in the dark.

With such a powerful magic weapon, even if it accidentally falls on someone's feet, the bones will definitely be smashed! What's more, Jiang Xiaolou's left rib has now seen a hidden crack, and the step of retreat has been completely locked by Zong Jing's pace and breath, which is already an unavoidable dangerous situation......

The next result is very simple, there is only one of two choices: either he will clamp his arm to protect the ribs, at the cost of a left arm and a few ribs, and strive to get back half of his life; Or, he simply stepped forward with his sword, relying on the nearly four-foot-long Spring Rain Sword and the Veto Demon Suppression Pestle, which was only arm length, to fight in close quarters!

Heaven is impermanent, and the development of events is often unexpected by mortals; Zong Jing's mountain-splitting and reclamation-like Wei Tuo pestle slammed into the air with one blow, and he thought that the other party had chosen the latter, and even the strength was already on his legs and shoulders, ready to fight with the other party in close quarters; But at this moment, a sharp wind suddenly came from his eyes, and his eyes were faint; When he looked at it again, he couldn't find any trace of Jiang Xiaolou in front of him!

The authorities are fascinated and the bystanders are clear! Everyone clearly saw that at the moment when Wei Tuo's pestle was about to knock on Jiang Xiaolou's ribs, the other party suddenly activated his body! He faced the great monk Zongjing whose body was as hard as iron and stone, and he did not retreat but approached! In every square inch, he only had time to draw half of the Spring Rain Sword, and the long and narrow sword body was left in the sheath, half exposed and half contained; At the same time, he was short and forward, and he quickly dodged under Zong Jing's slightly raised right arm, just dodging this powerful blow......

Moreover, he also relied on the half-cut body of the Spring Rain Sword to cut Zong Jing's left armpit!

With a muffled sound of "poof", the solid, almost spiritual Interpretation Ritual Instrument fell headlong into the blood all over the ground, splashing pieces of mud; And Zong Jing's right armpit, which was cut by the Spring Rain Sword Blade, finally had bright red blood, dripping down......

"Wow! It turned out that Zong Jing hid the cover door of the body protection magic skill under the right armpit! ”

Seeing Zong Jing bleeding, the Jianghu people who were standing outside the Qin army camp to fight exploded in an instant! These insiders talked to each other a lot, discussing with each other why the seemingly invulnerable Zong Jing was found by Jiang Xiaolou so quickly, and broke the exercises in one fell swoop!

The truth of the matter is often more complicated than it seems; Just like Jiang Xiaolou, who was injured under his ribs, he was silently enduring the great pain of burning and frying; Whoever has great grievances and difficulties in their hearts, only they know best! And the cover door of the great monk Zongjing is cultivated in the pampong acupoint behind the ear, and it is not under the right armpit at all!

"You...... The long sword he is holding is Shen Gui's saber - Spring Rain? ”

"Exactly! However, I used it quite smoothly, and in the future, this Spring Rain Sword will be renamed Jiang! ”

"Could it be...... Is it just for the sake of a magic weapon that you will be willing to commit yourself to a thief? ”

"Heh, whether to help Yan or Qin, it's my Jiang's private matter, it has nothing to do with Zhuhai Sword Pool, and there is no need for others to ask!"

The voice of the great monk Zongjing was already extremely low, and the people of Qin Yan's two armies were all watching the duel between the two top masters; Therefore, every word of his was clearly heard by others, and a higher wave was suddenly set off!

"Do you hear that? Jiang Xiaolou, the third son of Jianchi, was committed to a thief for the sake of a mere blade! ”

"What blade is so valuable? Which thief did he commit himself to? ”

"What sword? Don't you have eyes? Look at the white scabbard, it looks like a hook and a pole; Looking at the world, apart from the Spring Rain Sword in Shen Gui's hand, how can you find such a weird-looking guy? ”

"The thief...... Is Shen Gui? ”

"Can't be wrong! Hey, don't say it, no wonder he always drags his feet and doesn't marry the eldest lady of the Li family......"

"Phew, what's that, moral decay!"