Volume 11 Seven Weapons: The Farewell Hook Chapter 309: Spotless
The gate opened.
Master Xiao's eldest disciple, the old man who sharpens knives, lives in a small courtyard.
The yard was empty, with nothing to be seen except a neatly stacked pile of firewood; it was obvious that he lived a very simple life.
Gao Jianfei boiled two pots of water and made a pot of good tea. An old man and two young people sat in the yard, chatting slowly under the quiet night sky.
Su Weiyun spoke first: "Xiao Gao, aren't Brother Zhu Meng and Sima with you? How are they?"
Gao Jianfei said: "Sima Chaoqun and his wife retired from society and lived in seclusion in the mountains. I saw them once a few days ago."
"It's just..." Gao Jianfei continued, "It's just that Brother Zhu Meng is disheartened and no longer wants to enter the world."
Su Weiyun said: "Well, this may not be a bad thing."
Gao Jianfei sighed and stopped talking. He turned to look at the old man sharpening the knife and asked, "By the way, Uncle Master, you just said that Brother Su's sword is very magical. I wonder where the magic lies?"
The knife sharpener picked up the steaming teacup, took a sip slowly, and said, "Since it is so miraculous, it is naturally hard to describe. How can I explain it?"
Gao Jianfei smiled bitterly and said, "My master asked me to learn the art of swordplay from you, but after studying for so long, I have only learned the basics. I really don't know how to explain to him when I go back."
The old man who sharpened the sword laughed and said, "A sword user only needs to know how to judge his own sword. It is not good to know too much."
Gao Jianfei asked, "Knowing too much is not a good thing?"
The old man sharpening the knife sighed and said, "People have their own aura, swords have their own sword energy, and everything in the world has its own unique aura. And sword energy is sharp and often tainted with killing. If you watch swords too much, you will inevitably get hurt!"
Gao Jianfei stopped talking. It was obvious that this was not the first time he had heard the knife sharpening old man say this.
Su Weiyun's expression changed, and he asked, "I wonder which 'Swords of Heartache' have you seen, Senior?"
The knife-grinding old man looked at him meaningfully and said slowly, "Back then, Lan Yichen and Taoist Gu of Bashan made an appointment to fight, but my fellow apprentice accidentally destroyed one of his precious swords. I knew something was wrong, so I wanted to go to the Sword Lodge of Bashan to find him and plead for mercy."
Su Weiyun said: "Bashan Sword House is one of the famous sword art places, I believe they are very welcoming to you, senior."
The knife sharpener nodded and said, "That's right. When I arrived at Bashan Sword House that day, I had to help the Bashan swordsman compare swords."
Su Weiyun asked, "Could it be that the sword of the Bashan swordsman once caused you to lose your mind and eyes?"
The old man sharpening the knife shook his head and said, "When the Bashan swordsman fought with Lan Yichen, the sword in his hand was cut off by Lan Yichen's unique sword skill. The two can no longer fight."
He turned his head, as if he saw Su Weiyun's doubt, and said, "It's not Lan Yichen's Blue Mountain Ancient Sword. He hadn't got that good sword yet!"
Gao Jianfei asked, "Could it be that besides the two of them, there were other peerless swordsmen present at the time?"
The knife sharpener said, "Although there are no swordsmen in Bashan Sword House, there are many swords in its collection."
Su Weiyun suddenly realized, "It must have been left by swordsmen from past generations in Bashan Sword House."
Bashan Sword House has a long history and enjoys a high reputation in the martial arts world. The set of 49 moves of "Returning Wind and Dancing Willow Sword" has defeated countless famous swordsmen.
There are naturally a lot of hidden swords there.
The knife sharpening old man continued, "After I went there, the current generation of Gu Daoren learned of my identity and gave me a grand banquet to entertain me and to intercede for me. I couldn't refuse such a generous offer, so I had no choice but to agree to go to the sword hut and help them look at the swords used by Gu Daoren of all generations."
Gao Jianfei asked, "What's so good about the ancients' swords?"
The knife sharpener said, "Haha, it's just that Taoist Gu wanted to see a bit of the so-called sword-appearing magic."
Gao Jianfei said: "Master, you can tell the difference between swords one by one, right?"
The knife sharpener said, "Of course. But since that time, I have traveled all over the world, looking for things to do, and have lived a wandering life."
Su Weiyun suddenly asked, "Is it because the senior was already injured by the sword that time?"
The knife sharpener said, "Most of the swords of Taoist Gu from Bashan are famous swords, but they are just famous swords. They have not yet astounded me."
"only……"
"Just what?"
The knife sharpener showed a look of surprise and fear, and said, "But there is a spirit snake sword among them, winding down, very spiritual, with a faint sword spirit rippling in it, I almost dare not look at it for a few more times."
Gao Jianfei was even more curious when he heard this, and asked anxiously, "Is that sword magical? What mysterious material is it made of, and what strange method was used to forge it?"
Their sect is full of experts in sword identification, sword forging and sword use, and they are very proficient in these things.
Unexpectedly, the old man who was sharpening the knife said, "No, that Spirit Snake Sword is just an ordinary Spirit Snake Sword, but it is very magical and no one can do anything to it."
Gao Jianfei widened his eyes, seemingly not very satisfied with the answer.
At this time, the knife sharpener said to Su Weiyun: "If you want to use two-handed swordsmanship in the future, you might as well go get that sword to relieve your murderous rage."
Su Weiyun looked at the old man sharpening the knife in surprise and was speechless for a long time.
The knife sharpener smiled and said, "Don't be surprised. I have seen swords for decades, so I can always see more than others."
…
Ying Wuwu has been using swords for decades, and he also uses the Spirit Snake Sword.
Di Qinglin had only been learning sword for eleven years.
Di Qinglin drew out the Linglong soft sword from his waist, and suddenly attacked the seventy-two white wax sticks neatly arranged in the secret room .
However, Ying Wuwu's Spirit Snake Sword would always turn into a bright sword light at the critical moment, blocking the path of Di Qinglin's sword.
The seventy -two white candles gradually went out one by one.
Ordinary flames cannot withstand the destruction of the sword energy of a master.
Although the flames were out, daybreak was approaching.
The two fought fiercely for a whole night.
Di Qinglin finally put away his sword.
Ying Wuwu returned to the cushion where he had sat cross-legged before, looking very tired and exhausted.
"Did you succeed this time?"
Di Qinglin's face remained calm, and it seemed as if he had endless energy.
He didn't say anything, but walked to the white candle and slowly raised it.
The candle was only half lifted because it had been completely cut in half from three inches below.
Di Qinglin picked up another candle and did the same thing.
He picked up the 72 candles one by one, and found that the broken ends of each candle were very smooth and the size of the broken candles was not wrong at all. In such a dark night, even if someone used a ruler to measure, it would be difficult to measure so accurately!
That was all because of the sword in his hand.
Although Ying Wuwu did not open his eyes to see, he could already feel it.
He sighed, "I didn't expect you to succeed on your eleventh sword trial. Even if 'Parting Hook' Yang Hen is resurrected, he can't be your opponent!"
…
Parting hook.
It is impossible for Yang Hen to be resurrected, but his biological son Yang Zheng took the farewell hook and stained it with the blood of another person.
He was on the run with Lu Suwen.
Escaped to a quiet mountain village.
He must first place Lu Suwen in an absolutely safe place where no one can find her. Only in this way can he feel at ease to complete what he should do.
Lu Suwen was originally surprised why he came back so soon, but after learning that Zhao Zheng died in his hands, her heart was hanging and she could no longer let it go.
"That kind of person deserves to be killed. With a big case on the horizon, he still has the mood to go to a brothel and sleep with a girl. If you say that this case has nothing to do with him, I absolutely don't believe it."
Lu Suwen said, "But what about you? You killed someone and you have a murder case on your body. What should you do?"
Yang Zheng said, "I will go and capture Wang Zhenfei. As long as we find the 1.8 million taels of silver that was robbed, everything will be fine."
"But before that, I have to find someone."
"Can he help you? Who is he?"
"Su Weiyun."
…
A bamboo table and a pot of good wine.
The two sat opposite each other.
Liu Changjie said: "I heard you say that Di Qinglin is a rare martial arts genius, but I have also seen him, and I don't think he is as good as you say."
The old man said: "That's because he hasn't completely untied his knot."
Liu Changjie said: "What is his problem?"
The old man said, "Spotless!"
Liu Changjie asked: "Spotless? What does spotless mean?"
The old man said, "He is from a noble family of the first-class marquis, and he usually enjoys the cleanest treatment. Whether it is the bowls and chopsticks for eating, the hot water for bathing, or the clothes under his body, they must be the cleanest. This is spotless."
"His women must also be clean. After he uses them, he will never let anyone else use them again. This is also a kind of cleanliness."
Liu Changjie laughed and said, "He can guarantee that his woman is clean when she leaves, but his woman may not be clean when she comes."
The old man said seriously: "He doesn't care, because when he came, he was not clean either."
Liu Changjie said: "When he came?"
The old man said calmly, "He is Ying Wuwu's son, not the old marquis's own son."
Liu Changjie said: "It's a pity that he can't keep it clean."
The old man said, "Whatever!"
Liu Changjie said: "How can you let me?"
The old man said: "As long as he kills Ying Wuwu with his own hands, everything will be completely clean!"
"If a person can feel that he is absolutely clean, he can maintain a kind of 'honesty'. Honesty to himself, honesty to the sword, and honesty to the martial arts."
Liu Changjie was also a top master, so he naturally understood what the old man was saying.
The old man added: "He usually uses a thin knife because he thinks his sword skills are not clean enough, so he doesn't use it."
"But after he kills Ying Wuwu, his swordsmanship will be perfect and flawless! He will abandon the knife and use the sword, and grow into a peerless master and a peerless swordsman! At that time, Su Weiyun will not be his opponent!"
Liu Changjie was horrified. He simply couldn't believe that a man would kill his biological father and his mentor in order to achieve perfection in the art of kendo!
"Then why don't you go and have a look?"
The old man replied: "What's so good about it? This is just like raising a Gu. The one that survives is the king worth cultivating!"
Liu Changjie was about to leave, saying, "If you don't go, I will."
The old man stretched out his hand to stop him, and said with a smile: "If I don't go, you can't go either. If I stop you, you can't go even if you want to!"
Liu Changjie's face turned pale and he had no choice but to sit down.
The old man drank a glass of wine leisurely and said, "You said earlier that you thought this battle was 70-30, Su Weiyun had 70% chance, and Di Qinglin had only 30% chance at most."
Liu Changjie also drank a glass of wine and said, "Yes."
The old man said, "According to the time, Di Qinglin should have his eleventh sword test. He received my guidance last time, so he will definitely win this time. After he kills Ying Wuwu, I think the fight between him and Su Weiyun will be a 90-100 fight."
Liu Changjie calmed down, smiled, and said, "Then I'll just bet on that 10%!"
…
The dawn has come and the daybreak has arrived.
Di Qinglin strode out of the secret room. When he passed by Ying Wuwu, he suddenly turned his hand and stabbed Ying Wuwu's heart from the back.
Backhand sword, the backhand sword he used was even more bizarre than the left-hand sword technique.
"Your sword is called Spirit Snake, but my soft sword is called Spirit Dragon. From the moment I named the sword that, you were destined to die under my sword!"
Di Qinglin walked out of the secret room without looking back.
He really killed Ying Wuwu!
…
At this time, Su Weiyun had just met Yang Zheng.
See Yang Zheng’s farewell hook!
