Chapter 1672: Youngsters in the Jianghu
If Xia Fuyi saw this group of people at this moment, she would recognize them at a glance. These were the escorts they had met twice on the road.
The person who was speaking was the one called Seventh Brother.
Another disciple of the escort company who followed him couldn't help but ask curiously,
"Seventh Brother, who is Li Yudi?"
This time, the Seventh Brother was silent for a long time before he finally said slowly,
"Last time at the Yangui Inn, I didn't finish the story about the Fengjiang Sword."
The Haohao Square was filled with noise and bustle, but the deep voice of Seventh Brother forcibly broke through a quiet and slightly nostalgic space in such an environment.
"Before it became the Fengjiang Sword, it was originally an unnamed sword, carried by a young man who roamed the Jianghu. This young man was named Li Yudi, and he learned from Zhou Ziheng, the greatest swordsman in Shenzhou. Oh, Zhou Ziheng was later known as Taixu. At that time, Monk Taixu had not yet become a monk. He was still a wanderer who roamed the Jianghu, fighting cockfights and running errands. With just a sword and a wine pot, he rode a donkey and created countless legends. Every day, countless people from the Thirty-Six Kingdoms wanted to find him to learn sword skills, but most of them could not even find his whereabouts."
"It was this prodigal son who eventually took the then-unknown Li Yudi as his disciple. Do you know why?"
Brother Seven started to keep the secret, with an unconcealable smile on his face.
The disciple immediately said anxiously,
"Why?"
"Because he lost the bet,"
The seventh brother laughed softly.
"He lost miserably in gambling, drinking, chess, and cricket fighting, so he had no choice but to agree to Li Yudi's offer to take him in as his apprentice."
"At first, Zhou Ziheng just wanted to give him a perfunctory lesson, but he didn't expect Li Yudi to be so talented, the most gifted he had ever seen. Gradually, he began to pass on all he had learned."
"After Li Yudi had completed his studies, Zhou Ziheng began to dislike the low quality of his sword, so he asked an old friend to forge a sword for him. His old friend was called Ji Ye, the best swordsmith in Shenzhou Continent. He was also a sorcerer who could predict the affairs of the world. He traveled the world with his hexagrams and was considered a legendary figure of the previous generation. Ji Ye had originally retired, but for some reason, when he first met Li Yudi, he immediately agreed to forge the sword. It took him 9981 days to find the divine iron and forge a world-class sword for Li Yudi. When Li Yudi received the sword, he just said that it would be named naturally when it was due, so he did not give it a name right away."
"So he took the nameless sword and traveled through the Thirty-Six Kingdoms with his master, Long Yuan. Back then, the master and disciple were a true meddlesome duo in the martial arts world. They traveled from Chiwei Kingdom to Jinliang, to Gumo, to the Western Regions, and finally to Feihua City. That's when they happened to run into this martial arts tournament. Li Yudi loved drinking, so he made a bet with his master: if he could come on stage and win first place, he'd have his master personally brew wine for him for a year."
"At that time, Zhou Ziheng's homemade Nan Ke Zui was something that everyone in the martial arts world was eager to get. But Zhou Ziheng was too lazy and rarely brewed his own wine. But at that time, looking at the hundreds of well-known masters on the edge of the arena, he didn't think that his unfinished apprentice could really win first place, so he agreed."
"Then what?"
The disciple asked anxiously,
"Did Li Yudi win?"
After a moment of silence, the Seventh Brother smiled softly and said,
"Of course I won."
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