Chapter Ninety-Nine: Autumn Chill (Ten Thousand Rewards for Ordinary Readers)
In the city of Suzhou, the sunset is full of sky.
Today is the eighth day of the eighth month of August, and there are only seven days before the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15.
But tonight's Suzhou City will definitely be more lively than seven days later.
Just because today's most prestigious swordsman, Xue Yiren Xue Daxia, will duel with people here.
This kind of scene is always the scene that people in the rivers and lakes are most interested in, and there are endless topics in it.
So now the large and small restaurants in Suzhou City are also talking about this matter, and many people rushed to Canglang Pavilion in advance, wanting to witness this unprecedented brilliant battle.
No one doesn't want to know the outcome of this battle, and no one wants to miss this once-in-a-century event.
Xue Yiren has been famous in the world for 30 years and is known as the first swordsman in the world, but in the past ten years, he has never made a sword again.
Ten years is not a short period of time, which is enough to make people forget what kind of powerful swordsmanship he has.
It also made many rising stars not witness his swordsmanship.
Time passed minute by minute, getting closer and closer to the moonrise, and there were fewer and fewer people in the restaurant teahouse.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the teahouses and taverns that had been bustling with activity before were empty.
At such a time, there is no one who can calm down and not take a look.
But in a secluded tavern, there were still two people sitting.
They are none other than Li Zhichang and Yuan Suiyun.
Li Zhichang said: "Why don't you seem to be too interested in the decisive battle between Xue Yi and the white man." ”
"I used to be in the water, and now that I have learned the martial arts of the Blue Dragon Guild Master, I have lost interest in their decisive battle. There was a faint melancholy in Yuan Suiyun's tone. I can't tell if it's yearning or fear.
Li Zhichang said: "Do you think they don't have the same martial arts as you at this age?" You were at their age. It must be much better than they are now?"
Yuan Suiyun was silent, obviously admitting.
Li Zhichang said: "When they are at this age, it is true that their martial arts are not as good as you, but if it is a fight of life and death, even if they are at your age, they can kill you." ”
Yuan Suiyun said: "Although these words came out of your mouth, I still don't believe it. ”
Li Zhichang said: "You have no reason not to believe it, because they value life and death more than you." ”
Yuan Suiyun said lightly: "There are many people in this world who are not afraid of death, can they all kill me, as far as I know." People who are not afraid of death often do not live long. ”
Li Zhichang said: "It doesn't matter if you are not afraid of death, it is called recklessness, and if you are confident and not afraid of death, it is called courage, if this person is a swordsman, then his swordsmanship will be indestructible and unbreakable, to be honest, I have only seen a few such people in my life." ”
Yuan Suiyun said with a smile: "I have never believed that things at the spiritual level can have any decisive effect on a duel with a huge disparity in strength, since you say so, then I might as well go and take a look, but to be honest." In this duel, Xue Yiren was already bound to lose, because the strength of the white-clothed man was above him. Even you have to admit it. ”
Li Zhichang said leisurely: "No matter who wins or loses in this duel, you will never forget it for the rest of your life." ”
Stepping away from the tavern, the two of them performed their light feats in the setting sun.
Li Zhi is often like a leisurely stroll, but it is beyond people's imagination, and Yuan Suiyun is also following behind him unhurriedly.
He said suddenly: This doesn't seem to be the direction to go to Canglang Pavilion. ”
Li Zhichang replied casually: "Because their duel is not in the Canglang Pavilion. ”
Yuan Suiyun said: "This is also right, the competition between the two top swordsmen is not used to make people watch monkey shows, so where are they?"
Li Zhichang said: "Follow me, you will know." ”
Dusk brings a bit of loneliness, maple leaves and flowers, and the arrival of autumn makes the world a solemn killing.
Even though the river is flowing endlessly, the fish and shrimp are beautiful, and there is infinite vitality, how can it hide this desolate and solemn autumn.
The autumn breeze is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws are frightened.
Isn't life just like the fallen leaves gather and scatter, scatter and gather, and life and death should be the same.
Xue Yiren sat alone on the shore, holding the sword tightly, he couldn't change the fate of life and death, but as long as this sword was there, he could decide when to live and when to die.
When Xue Yiren had a sword in his hand, he was never defeated.
He has never compared anything else with others in his life, only with people.
As long as it was a sword fight, he never lost.
He suddenly remembered thirty years ago, when he was in the prime of life, in the Goleak Mountain, the twilight was vast, and the western sky was like blood.
He was dressed in white like snow, standing alone in the cold wind, on the top of the mountain, looking at the hideous "killer impermanence" and slowly walked over.
Then, the sword flashed.
Blood splattered on the snow-like clothes, like a string of plum blossoms on the snow......
It was his first bloody garment.
And today will be his last bloody garment, but this time it may not be stained with other people's blood.
In the autumn sky, the crescent moon in the sky is like a Wu hook.
Yiye Guzhou, a person in the same white clothes, he is so similar to Xue Yiren at this moment, but it is completely different.
for he had no sword in his hand.
How can a person without a sword be called a swordsman, and how can he go to this date about a sword without a sword.
Xue Yi and the man in white stood up at the same time, and their eyes touched each other, and their gaze was like a sword.
In the desolate world, Xue Yiren did not hesitate to pull out ~ the sword in his gray scabbard, which was as clear as autumn water and as clear as the blue sky.
No matter who sees this sword, they can't help but admit that it is a good sword, a peerless good sword.
The steel of a hundred practices, after being built by a skilled craftsman, has become a sharp sword, but it is not a famous sword that has been passed down through the ages, and only people can make the sword a famous sword, and the person who is really born for the sword.
Therefore, the sword of the cadre Mo Ye is also called the cadre Mo Ye, and the sword of Xue Yiren is also called Xue Yiren.
There were no extra words, and the long sword pointed at the man in white from afar.
The water was moving, the boat was moving, but the man in white was not moving.
The flowing water moves relative to the shore, and the man in white and the boat are relatively quiet with the flowing water.
The truth between movement and stillness has never been so clearly explained as it is now.
A sword stabbed out lightly, and the fallen leaves that fluttered in the wind, some of which blocked the way of the sword, immediately turned into powder.
Before the powder had been sprinkled into the running water, the sword had already stabbed firmly towards the man in white.
The sword stabbed out without change, but when it was about to stab the man in white, it changed.
In an instant, there were thirty-six changes, and Xue Yiren also stabbed out thirty-six swords.
Every change of these thirty-six swords has been tempered thousands of times, just like the people of Xue Yiren, just like the sword of Xue Yiren. (To be continued......)
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