After Waking up Beside the Villain

On the steep mountain road outside the sword mound, Chu Yun kept guard until sunset, before he put the Fuxue sword behind his back and turned to go down the mountain.

Ning Guan was waiting at the tea stand at the foot of the mountain. He was not surprised to see Chu Yunsheng coming down alone, but his expression suddenly changed when he saw the Fuxue sword behind Chu Yunsheng. After a while, he lowered his head and swallowed the inferior tea, frowning , shook his head and sighed: "It can't be delayed, it can't be delayed, otherwise he will be thrown farther and farther."

After finishing speaking, he asked Chu Yunsheng again: "Xie Chengyun entered the sword mound, and it will take ten days at the earliest to come out. Do you want to guard here, or what are your plans?"

Chu Yunsheng thought for a while and said, "Is there a blacksmith shop here?"

Ning Guan raised his eyebrows slightly, not knowing why, but still nodded and said: "A place where swordsmen gather, blacksmiths are naturally indispensable. What's more, the sword buried in the Beimo Sword Tomb does not care about the strength of the origin, many blacksmiths or master swordsmiths will Coming here to settle down, I hope that I can burn a peerless famous sword in my whole life, and send it to the sword grave to fulfill my wish."

"What's the use of finding a blacksmith's shop, to make up for Xie Chengyun's half Fuxue sword?"

Chu Yunsheng shook his head.

Fu Xuejian went to the tip of the sword and became a broken sword, but Xie Chengyun never mentioned repairing it all the way to Lang Guguan.

Chu Yunsheng was a little unpredictable before, but now it seems that Xie Chengyun has already half-stepped into the realm of no self and no sword on the road, and the second is whether he has no idea whether the Fuxue Sword is a good sword or not. He doesn't care, although the sword is broken, but his sword heart and sword way have been perfect after breaking through the extreme of life and death, so he doesn't insist on the perfection of the sword.

"The weapon is damaged, I need to forge the knife again." Chu Yunsheng replied.

Ning Guan smiled: "Okay, I'll introduce some masters to you when I go back. I know this place like the back of my hand."

During the casual chat, the two rushed back to Kuangsha Beach.

After a night's rest, Ning Guan took Chu Yunsheng to a familiar blacksmith's shop early the next morning.

It is said that the old blacksmith in this shop used to be a well-known master swordsmith in Beimo, and was also good at forging knives, but later he encountered an accident and lost all his family. Come to Mad Sands.

After Ningguan brought the man there, he went to Langguguan with Yan Xuanji, then returned to Wugou Villa, and stopped wandering around.

He and Lin Ce set a life-and-death battle, and Lin Ce had already entered the sword mound to watch the sword and understand the sword, so he couldn't just sit around all the time, thinking about getting ready for battle.

Whether it is for respecting this battle, respecting the opponent, respecting martial arts, or taking this opportunity to break through the realm in one fell swoop and become a Dingdan, Ningguan needs to retreat for a few days, sharpen his mind, integrate martial arts, and push his own martial arts to the top. to the current peak.

After Chu Yunsheng sent Ningguan away, he took out two short knives and told the old blacksmith what he wanted.

"Brother Chu, what do you mean that you didn't come to find the old man to forge knives, but borrowed some from the old man's shop to reforge the pair of short knives yourself?"

The old blacksmith frowned. His skin was dark and red from the fire, wrapped in gnarled muscles. Although his hair was gray, he was still healthy and strong.

He rattled the end of a gun, and said disapprovingly: "There are quite a lot of guys in this shop, and it's okay to borrow them out, but Brother Chu, you were brought by Ning Boy, not an outsider, so the old man doesn't beat around the bush. Straight to the point."

"The old man knows the knife in your hand. It's the most famous knife in the world. Although you are a warrior, it seems that your level of strength is not low, but this forged knife is not good for you to fight and kill. It's not the same thing."

"There are quite a few famous swords and knives, and there can be hundreds of them on the light weapon spectrum, but people who hold famous swords and knives may not be really suitable for them. It depends on your skills, your true strength. Qi difference, and your heart to hold the knife and use the sword."

"You martial arts practitioners can see this, but you don't understand it. And if you don't understand it, how can you forge a good sword?"

Chu Yunsheng didn't care about the old blacksmith's repulsive attitude. He only listened to the old blacksmith's words carefully and patiently before saying: "The junior is taught."

The old blacksmith paused for a while, then turned his head to look at Chu Yunsheng, as if he was a little surprised that after hearing his lesson, the young man of his age did not insist on his own point of view and argue with youthful vigor.

Coughing, the old blacksmith relaxed his frown, and said: "Don't be a junior, I'm just a blacksmith, I don't know martial arts, so I can't be called a senior, just like Ning, call me Master Zhao. "

"Seeing that you are also a person who is neither arrogant nor impatient, you are not fooling around. Since you really want to reforge this knife by yourself, the old man will not stop you. As long as you study with me for three days If you can forge a sharp knife within a few days, let alone lend you something, the old man would even give you the whole shop."

"But if you can't do it after three days, then don't bring up this matter again. Obediently hand over these two knives to the old man, and I will definitely improve you to a higher level."

"How about it, will you accept this bet?"

With his beard raised slightly, Master Zhao glanced at Chu Yunsheng with a confident smile.

Chu Yunsheng may have doubted many things when he came to this world, but the only thing he never doubted was whether he could learn something very quickly.In other words, the more things and the world he experiences, the more he realizes that he is not a perfect and intelligent person, but an ordinary person with a strong learning ability.

For forging knives, he didn't think he could be comparable to a master in just three days, but for the point of re-forging and making it more suitable for him, it must be enough.

"catch."

Chu Yun said.

Master Zhao was not surprised by the answer, he only raised his eyebrows, and called to the little apprentice who was pulling the bellows and silently lighting the fire at the other end of the shop, and told him: "Since you have answered, then study hard, and throw away the cleanliness and restraint of your aristocratic sons. Go to light the fire, look carefully at the bellows, the wind blows the flames, how strong the wind is, and how high the fire is, you must control it properly."

"Old man, after I finish this gun head, I'll tell you how to select iron materials. Good materials make famous utensils, but famous utensils don't necessarily have to use good materials."

Under the old blacksmith's chanting, Chu Yunsheng lifted up his clothes, tied his sleeves tightly, and followed the young apprentice, who was only twelve or thirteen years old, to the burning stove, and held the handle of the bellows.

Out of the corner of Master Zhao's eyes, Master Zhao frowned, and was about to stop it, but saw Chu Yunsheng pulling the bellows and blowing the flames, which was almost exactly the same as the little apprentice's movements before, with only a slight difference in rhythm and strength.

The little apprentice who wanted to demonstrate and explain to Chu Yunsheng was also stunned, and turned to look at Master Zhao.

Master Zhao also couldn't recover a bit.

If he hadn't confirmed that he had never seen Chu Yunsheng's handsome face before, Master Zhao would have suspected that some brat from Kuangsha who had been peeping at him for years came to play tricks on him.

But if this possibility is really ruled out, the remaining guess will be even more terrifying.It's really a monster to be able to remember the little apprentice's movement of pulling the bellows so clearly and perfectly after only watching the shop with one mind and one mind for less than a quarter of an hour.

Master Zhao's eyebrows twitched, and while beating the tip of the gun, he said calmly: "Those who learn from me will live, and those who are like me will die. Burning fire is not an easy job."

Chu Yunsheng concentrated on observing the changes in the stove, and replied calmly: "Your junior is taught."

Master Zhao held his breath, and he didn't want to talk to this brat any more.

The whole day that day, Chu Yunsheng was in the blacksmith's shop learning to pull the bellows, picking and identifying various iron materials, until late at night, when the whole crazy beach was silent, the old blacksmith closed the door and let him go.

Chu Yunsheng returned to the small courtyard of Ningguan with Fu Xuejian on his back, rested overnight, and went to the blacksmith shop again before dawn the next day.

On this day, Chu Yunsheng was able to distinguish hundreds of kinds of iron materials, and he was able to control the temperature of the stove so well that the taciturn little disciple's eyes sparkled and he was shocked.In the evening, the old blacksmith asked him to sit aside and watch him beat a sickle for two hours.

After the sickle was completely hit, it entered the water and stirred up thick smoke.

The old blacksmith stared at the sickle against the stove, and asked Chu Yunsheng if he understood the difference between a short knife, a normal long knife, and a large knife. Chu Yunsheng frowned and shook his head, and the old blacksmith pointed at the sickle and laughed: "Your true energy is based on the true meaning of yin and yang. If it’s a crescent moon in the sky, it’s also a big sun parade.”

"Come early tomorrow and watch it again."

To see is to see.

On the third day, with the sound of the rooster crowing at the fifth watch, the sound of blacksmithing was heard again.

Many people on the crazy beach or those who live temporarily in the rivers and lakes will be a little puzzled and surprised when they pass by the door of the blacksmith shop.A shirtless old man hammering iron, a young man with rolled clothes and a sword on his back, one is hitting, the other is watching, not forging any famous sword, but chiseling an ordinary sickle.

This chiseling took several hours.

After noon, Chu Yunsheng took off his outer shirt, put on a dusty and patched jacket, and began to follow the old blacksmith, striking a sickle.

Sickle after sickle took shape quickly, and sickle after sickle became more transparent and sharper.

Throughout the afternoon, Chu Yunsheng struck out a total of ten sickles, and by the time of the seventh one, the young apprentice had already stared straight at him, serving tea and water to Chu Yunsheng one by one, adored by the old blacksmith. Pang scoffed coldly to reprimand, but when he turned around, he was also surprised and happy, shaking his head and laughing.

At night, the blacksmith shop is brightly lit and the flames are flying high.

The old blacksmith didn't ask for anything, so Chu Yunsheng opened the furnace for the first time in a real sense, and forged a short knife according to his own wishes.

The red heat faded from the iron.

The short knife comes out through the water, showing its sharpness.

The old blacksmith sat on a bench beside him, smoking a long pipe, squinting his eyes, and laughed at himself: "The people Ning knows are all little monsters. No, maybe you are still one of the monsters." monster."

"The old man has lived to this age, and he has seen people with your forging talent, and he can count them with two palms. But those people at your age are all arrogant and crazy, and there are very few people like you. This heart."

"A good seedling, really a good seedling."

The old blacksmith shook his head and sighed: "If you are just an ordinary person from the Jianghu, then you can be famous all over the world if you become a master swordsmith."

Chu Yunsheng poured a bowl of tea and gave it to the old blacksmith with respect to his master.

The old blacksmith was stunned, accepted it, waved his hand and said, "Okay, I won't use it tomorrow, take your fellows, take your knife, and find a place with good water, sun and moon, and forge your knife well." Bar."

"The waning sun and the moon are in your hands. One day, it may become a more outstanding famous knife than the clear water knife."

Chu Yunsheng didn't say any more, after saying goodbye to the old blacksmith and the young apprentice in the blacksmith shop, he went to the small courtyard in Ningguan to pick up his luggage, and rode his horse to Xuesha Mountain.

Not far from the foot of Xuesha Mountain is a wide and gentle river.

Chu Yunsheng built a simple thatched hut overnight.

The thatched hut stands by the river, with a huge whetstone brought down from the snow-sand mountain on its side. Beside the stone is a stove and a blacksmith's utensil.

At dawn in the morning, someone from a nearby house came to ask if it was a newly opened blacksmith shop, but they got a negative answer. Looking at Chu Yunsheng's dress again, although it was simple, it had an impressive aura. It was obvious that he was not an ordinary blacksmith. No one came to ask again.

Moisturize the whetstone, and the fire reflects the sky.

Sitting opposite the endless wilderness, Chu Yunsheng sometimes hears the long river rising and the stormy waves crashing on the shore, and sometimes looks up at the vast starry sky and the radiant Milky Way.The domesticated cattle and sheep and the lost wild horses are disturbed occasionally, adding to the fun of life. The continuous snow-capped mountains and the silent full moon have always been there, and the heart is conservative.

The wind blows the sand and loess, and the water hits three thousand to fall asleep.

Two days of burning in the furnace, two days of hammering and forging, and two days of sitting by the whetstone.

Chu Yunsheng sensed the double knives in his hands, comprehending every grain and weight of them.The sharpness of the blade and the purity of the blade all reflect in the heart.

Concentrate on, day and night, painstakingly polished, one knife finally became a great sun in the sky, faded away, only the remaining brilliance is magnificent, covering the sky, one knife is the crescent moon at midnight, no coldness, only darkness, shadowless, and the world of mortals.

When the saber is completed, the zhenqi in Chu Yunsheng's body is yin and yang grows, yang fades and yin grows, the cycle goes back and forth, light and dark change.At a certain moment when yin and yang were balanced, a star-like outline gradually appeared in the dantian of the sea of ​​​​qi.

The water splashed by the big river wets the hem of his clothes.

Chu Yunsheng opened his eyes following the sound of the waves, and swung his swords out.

A knife is vigorous and vigorous, vertical and horizontal, and a knife is erratic, making it hard to find.

The sword energy came out together, and a huge wave of several zhang was suddenly raised on the river surface. Countless eyes from a distance cast their eyes on it instantly, but they saw that the wide river surface was divided into two, and the fish at the bottom of the river jumped in surprise and fell on the rocks.

The water wave stagnated in the air for two breaths, and then fell with a loud crash, like a waterfall collapsing, deafening.

Everyone came back to their senses, and belatedly looked across the waves to the opposite bank, only to see an empty thatched hut, nothing else.

Chu Yunsheng's sword was completed, and the realm has naturally reached the half-step Dingdan.

He had just broken through to the peak of Hanshen not long ago, and the foundation of his original body can only be regarded as upper-middle, so it is difficult to break through to Dingdan in one go, at most it is half a step forward, and the remaining half step is a grind.

After leaving the hut by the river, Chu Yunsheng first went to the market on Kuangsha Beach to buy a few catties of pastries and pork head meat, packed them in oiled paper, and sent them to the blacksmith shop while returning the blacksmithing utensils.

Afterwards, taking advantage of the early morning, Chu Yunsheng received the news from the Xie family's Tianying in Ningguan's small courtyard. While casually browsing the recent external trends, he got on his horse and rushed to Beimo Sword Tomb with his sword and sword.

Most of the news from Tianying Belt is still related to Shangjing City.

The attitudes of various forces changed, the in-laws were involved, the masters and disciples, and the aristocratic families headed by the Xie family, the Wang family, and the Xu family put pressure on the royal family, and the royal family had an ambiguous and procrastinating attitude.

As for the news outside of Shangjing, part of it is that the speculation that all the nine dragon veins are exhausted is probably true, and its impact on the mountains, rivers, and people of Li people in various places has already been revealed. There are bandits in the south of the Lingnan who heard the news and held high the banner of rebellion. , In just half a month, tens of thousands of troops were recruited. The leader of the bandit village is a master in the late Dingdan period, and he is not an idle generation.

The other part was about things that Chu Yunsheng had cared about before, such as the actions of Rong Ange, a disciple of Taixu Temple, and Ji Anbai's whereabouts.

To Chu Yunsheng's surprise, Ji Anbai had been in Jiangzhou all along, and he had known for a long time that his fellow disciple Rong Ange was looking for him.It's just that after learning about this, Ji Anbai's first reaction was not to rush over to meet Rong Ange and swim with him, but to erase his whereabouts, disguise himself, and carefully come to the vicinity of Jinling to observe Rong Ange secretly. .

It was also because of this that during the chaos of the Zheng family's battle, Rong Ange ran into Ji Anbai when he fled sullenly.

Ji Anbai's realm was lower than Rong Ange's, even though he was very powerful, he was no match for him, and was caught by Rong Ange when he was trying to leave.

Rong Ange took Ji Anbai away from Jinling and went straight to Taixuguan, but halfway, for some reason, he turned to Shangjing again.According to the hidden piles of Xie's family news, the two will arrive in Shangjing around the beginning of September and be wrapped up in this muddy water.

Although Chu Yunsheng was surprised by Ji Anbai's actions, thinking of his previous guess that Rong Ange might be a reborn person, and the last time he met a reborn person, he roughly guessed who these two people were. kind of situation.

The original protagonist Rong Ange, who took advantage of the opportunity of rebirth to better protect his protagonist's status, was, not surprisingly, a pawn of the virus "pigeon" who was wearing Dinglandao's human skin to prevent himself from competing for the support of the world.

Ji Anbai, on the other hand, is a pawn arranged by a counter-program that sensed the abnormal changes in this world, and it is very likely that he was also arranged to be reborn.

And judging from Ji Anbai's reaction, the reborn Ji Anbai obviously hasn't been parasitized by the demon yet, but he still has the memory of being tortured by the demon and delayed by Rong Ange in his previous life, so he is full of doubts about Rong Ange and hostility.

After discovering that Rong Ange of this life actually went down the mountain ahead of time and did things that did not match his memory, Ji Anbai should have guessed that the Rong Ange of this life was also the Rong Ange of the previous life.

It's just that I don't know whether the anti-program was defeated by the carrier pigeon, or Ji Anbai was really unlucky, and Rong Ange caught them all.But as long as Ji Anbai pretends to be better and doesn't reveal the secret of his own rebirth, then Rong Ange is not sure of winning.

And judging from the last time he encountered a carrier pigeon, Chu Yunsheng suspected that there was still a carrier pigeon in this world.

Most of his memory fragments have accumulated, and many blurred pictures are gradually becoming clear, and he must be very close to the complete recovery that Yin Zheng said.

During the last world collapse, the carrier pigeon had already been destroyed too much along with that side of the world. It has been silent until now, and suddenly launched another attack. It is very likely that it has a premonition of its own recovery.This time the carrier pigeon made a blatant and sudden attack. I am afraid that it is really going to make a final counterattack with all its strength.

If you think so, then the strength and realm of the carrier pigeon this time must far exceed the level of Daoist Dinglan in the ghost world.

After quickly guessing the truth of this world from a piece of news, Chu Yunsheng couldn't help but feel dignified and his face darkened.

The strength of him and Xie Chengyun is far from enough.

Burying his worries for the time being, Chu Yunsheng rode his horse and swung his whip all the way, and rushed to the outside of the sword mound before sunset.

Xie Chengyun hadn't left the customs yet, but Lin Ce walked down the mountain path slowly with his burden on his back. He was alone, and he didn't see Fang Jingyou, the sword servant.

Seeing Chu Yunsheng, Lin Ce showed no surprise on his face, nor was he surprised by Chu Yunsheng's man's appearance. He had obviously met Xie Chengyun in the sword mound.

He fixedly looked at Chu Yunsheng, nodded slightly, and said in a low voice, "Your aura has changed, and the saber has become stronger. If you reach Dingdan, you and I will try it out."

He paused, and then said: "Xie Chengyun's second trial of the sword at the sword stage has passed. This morning, he fought in Jianzhong, the direct successor of the Kunlun Nine Mountains. Pei Junhao, the 'Shanshui Sword' in the early days of Dingdan, narrowly won. Trick. After the war, I became enlightened, and I sealed myself in the sword platform, and I can only leave the customs tomorrow at the earliest."

Chu Yunsheng nodded: "Thank you, brother Lin, for letting me know."

Lin Ce responded, looked behind Chu Yunsheng, and frowned slightly: "Ningguan didn't come?"

"A few days ago, I went back to Wugou Villa for retreat." Chu Yun said.

After answering, Chu Yunsheng realized why Lin Ce asked this question, because according to the calculation of the date, today is exactly the day when Ningguan and Lin Ce will fight, and now it is sunset and the sky is getting late. Cedu couldn't hold back anymore and left the sword mound, but Ningguan was still missing.

Chu Yunsheng frowned and said, "How long is Ningguan's appointment with you?"

"Three quarters before the hour."

Lin Ce said, "See you on the way to Jianzhong Mountain."

Chu Yunsheng looked towards the tall sundial standing in the half-mountain pavilion, and at this moment, the time has passed.

Lin Ce frowned and was about to say something, but suddenly his eyes passed Chu Yunsheng and looked down the mountain road.

Chu Yunsheng turned his head, and saw Yan Xuanji, who was holding a silver gun, was as light as a swallow, rushing towards him quickly, with a look of anxiety on his face.

When he got close, Yan Xuanji saw Chu Yunsheng and Lin Ce standing opposite each other, without Ningguan's figure, but his expression paused, his cold face showed surprise: "I forgot the time when I practiced, I thought it was late, but now, Is it because Ning Pass has not arrived yet?"

There was a bit of worry in her eyes that couldn't be concealed, and she whispered: "Ningguan is cynical, but he is a person who keeps his promises, and he won't keep his promises. Could it be that something happened to Wugou Villa?"

But at this time, Ningguan, who was remembered by Chu Yunsheng and others, ran away with all his strength in the back mountain of Wugou Villa, seriously injured and on the verge of death.

The person chasing behind him was like a ghost, and he came to his back in an instant. If Ningguan was not known as "Heavenly God's Hidden", with special skills, lightness kung fu is like a god's hidden, I am afraid that he would have died by now, and it would be too late to run away Leave a dark hand.

"There's no need to run away, it's useless."

A deep and cold voice was close to my ears: "Pei Xinfang has been misled and went down the mountain early, and is not in Wugou Villa. If you want to count on your senior brother who is only in the middle stage of Dingdan, it is tantamount to wishful thinking."

"Of course, if you want to drag your good senior brother to be a fellow in the underworld, then just run forward, no one will stop you."

Blood flowed from the seven orifices, and Ning Guan let out his last breath in these words.

He knew the man was right.

Even his senior brother is by no means an equal enemy.This is not Ding Dan, but a genuine half-step wandering immortal.

But he didn't want to die.

He has just polished his mental state and martial arts, and he is about to fight Lin Ce to become Dingdan.

After becoming Dingdan, he can marry the girl he loves, and he will no longer be afraid of being shot in the head with a silver gun.

His master and brothers all said that he is very talented, but he has no ambitions, and he can't bear the burden of Wugou Villa in the future. If he still doesn't live up to it, he will be sent to Qianshan Mansion to be his son-in-law.

Probably because he thought about it day by day, and dreamed about it at night. He also dreamed of that scene yesterday, the rolling mountains and rivers of Qianshan Mansion, Yan Xuanji's fiery red wedding dress, the laughter and excitement everywhere, suona, drum music, all the people in the world looked for it. I don't see a groom official who is more energetic than him.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems to be quite happy.

pity.

Dreams are just dreams.

The road leading to Qianshan was close in front of him, but Ningguan stopped, exhausted, and fell into the forest.

"No one found you except me...don't, don't go to Qianshan, please..."

Ning Guan spat out blood and hissed.

"Don't worry, Mie Wugou Villa is a big trouble. As long as the whereabouts are not leaked, I won't make myself uncomfortable." The figure said coldly, reaching out his hand casually, and Ning Guan lifted it stiffly. His head rolled off.

The bloody head rolled forward and hit a tree, and the red and round eyes happened to be facing the direction of Kuangsha.

Under the dim moonlight, those eyes slowly glowed with water, and then slowly solidified.

"Unlucky boy."

The figure snorted, erased the surrounding traces, and returned to a deep valley in the back mountain that Ningguan had bumped into.

There are huge rocks in the deep valley, and there is a fiery fire shining through a gap.

The figure stepped into it, raised its head slightly, looked at the sword furnace that had just been built for a few days, and raised the corners of its lips: "This is my last sword of heaven, Pei Xinfang, you are just a stupid It's just a martial artist."

"Tonight, if the sword is accomplished, who in the world can stop me!"