Chapter 330: The Story of Old Zhang
Sixty years ago, Wei Changtian traveled through time, and he was not even born in the right place. It should be said that his parents were not even born yet.
At that time, neither Li Qi nor Ning Yongnian had ascended the throne, and Wei Zhaohai was still the commander of the Xuan Jing Si.
At that time, Qin Zhengqiu was only at the fourth rank, far from being the number one on Daning's black list.
At that time, there was no inn called "Longmen" at the end of the Western Desert Gobi.
However, sixty years ago, Old Zhang was already seventy years old.
At that time, his surname was not Zhang, but Zhou, and he came from Baidian, a place in the far north hundreds of thousands of miles away from Dafeng.
So in this story we will temporarily call him Lao Zhoutou.
The Baidian Sect is a major sword sect, and all of its disciples use swords. The sect's unique skill, the "Falling Sky Sword", is divided into thirty-six moves. The more moves a person can learn, the more talent he has in swordsmanship.
Old Zhou had learned ten moves at the age of five, twenty-two moves at the age of ten, thirty moves at the age of twenty, and thirty-five moves at the age of forty, becoming the youngest person in the White Palace to achieve such achievements the fastest except for the Son of God.
At the age of fifty, Lao Zhoutou left the Far North to travel, determined to visit all the sword masters in the world to prove his sword heart.
He traveled from north to south and had never been defeated in the first ten years.
But when he was sixty years old, he passed by a sacred mountain and met an old Taoist on the mountain.
The old Taoist used a willow branch as a sword and defeated Old Zhou in three moves. He left behind a sword manual and a few words before leaving.
This sword manual is the Tiaoyue Sword.
And that sentence is——
This sword technique can kill all the demons in the world, but it cannot kill the demons in your heart. You'd better take care of yourself.
At that time, Old Zhou did not understand the meaning of these words, but he understood the extraordinary nature of the Tiaoyue Sword.
In the following years, he continued to travel south to seek out people to duel with, while at the same time practicing the Tiao Yue sword technique, and finally mastered it to a small degree of perfection after two years.
It was also because of this that Old Zhoutou felt for the first time a glimmer of an opportunity to break through to the first level, as if as long as he practiced the Tiao Yue Sword to perfection, he would be able to break through to the unprecedented first level.
However, unlike the smooth sailing before, the difficulty of practicing the Tiao Yue Sword dropped sharply from small perfection to great perfection, and every step in between was extremely difficult.
And every time Old Zhoutou used the Tiaoyue Sword in actual combat, he felt that it was increasingly difficult for him to "control" this sword technique.
Although it sounds unbelievable that humans cannot control swordsmanship, it is indeed the case.
However, the temptation to break through to the first level was too great, and Old Zhou could not and was unwilling to stop there.
In this way, stopping and starting along the way, another eight years passed.
When he was seventy years old, Lao Zhoutou arrived in Dafeng and happened to see the Gu Diao, which had no owner yet, causing chaos in Huailing Mansion.
Out of pity for the innocent people, he killed the Gu Diao with a sword, causing it to fall back into the cycle of reincarnation for a period of sixty years.
Afterwards, Lao Zhoutou refused the reward from the then Emperor of Dafeng, and after defeating ten kendo masters, he continued to move eastward, crossed the Western Desert Gobi, and came to Daning.
Here, he met the most impressive opponent in his twenty years of experience.
Galaxy Sword, Zhang Benchu.
Zhang Benchu was a complete sword fanatic. He never learned sword techniques from others, but instead created a set of sword moves of his own called "Falling Moon and Star River".
Old Zhou had seen many different kinds of sword masters along the way, and many of them were able to create their own sword techniques.
But Zhang Benchu, who sleeps with a sword in his arms, is the most special one.
It's not just because of his obsession with kendo, but also because he is the only swordsman besides the old Taoist priest whose attainments in kendo are not inferior to Old Zhoutou.
The two men fought swordsmanship in Tianshan Mountain in Liangzhou for a whole night.
Rather than a sword duel, it was more like a discussion of swords.
On one side is the "Falling Sky", of which no one has yet been able to learn all thirty-six moves, and on the other side is the "Falling Moon and Star River", which is what Zhang Benchu has learned throughout his life.
Overnight, although the two had never spoken a word to each other, it seemed as if they had become close friends.
In the second half of the night, Old Zhou suddenly had an epiphany and changed his sword moves to the Moon-Picking Technique.
Zhang Benchu seemed to understand something and continued to attack him with his sword.
The Moon-Tiaoting Sword, which had been stagnant, became smooth again at this moment. Old Zhou could even clearly feel that he was only one step away from perfection.
The unprecedented first-grade realm is just around the corner, and no warrior can remain calm at this time.
The same goes for Old Zhou.
He kept attacking, attacking, and attacking again. Although he always reserved some strength, he did not notice that Zhang Benchu was gradually becoming exhausted.
The latter did not stop.
It is unknown what Zhang Benchu did this for.
Maybe he wanted to help Old Zhou, or maybe he wanted to help himself.
In short, at dawn, he was finally unable to block Old Zhou's sword, which seemed to really knock down the moon, and his head was chopped off in the cold fog of Tianshan Mountain.
In fact, Old Zhoutou wanted to stop in the end.
But he couldn't stop.
It wasn't his desire for the first-class product that made him unwilling to stop, but he literally couldn't stop.
The sword was no longer under his control.
It was also that sword that made Old Zhou truly understand the horror of the Tiao Yue Sword.
The sword can pick up the moon and is ranked first.
This may or may not be true.
Because Old Zhou didn’t know whether the “person” who could enter the first level was still himself.
Looking at Zhang Benchu's slowly falling body, Old Zhoutou struggled to raise the sword and stab it into his dantian in the last moment when his mind was still clear, which was also the last moment when the Tiao Yue Sword was about to reach perfection and he himself was about to enter the first level.
Third rank, no.
Fourth rank, no.
Grade five, no. From grade two to grade nine, from the peak to the bottom.
It was not until his realm fell back to the ninth level that the restless Moon-Picking Sword Intent returned to stability.
He finally saved "himself" in this way, but Zhang Benchu could not come back to life.
He collected the latter's body and left Liangzhou.
Old Zhou no longer had the energy or ability to continue traveling, so he settled down in Daning.
He traveled almost all the thirty-six states of Daning and also changed his surname.
Since he was seventy years old, his surname was no longer Zhou but Zhang.
Zhang of Zhang Benchu.
That’s the end of the story.
In the room, Wei Changtian and Li Wutong looked at each other in silence for a long time.
It is early night outside the window. A crescent moon hangs in the east, while a red glow still remains in the west.
The new moon has risen and the birds are flying, and the setting sun is in the west.
Everyone likes the brilliance of the full moon, which is perfect.
But the crescent moon, with its long vacancy, reminds people that this world is full of regrets.
"Um, um, Senior."
Suddenly, Li Wutong asked in a low voice with some trepidation: "I wonder how we should address you from now on?"
“.”
Is your surname Zhou or Zhang?
This question seems simple, but it is actually very difficult.
Old Zhang was stunned and didn't know how to answer for a moment.
But Wei Changtian did not hesitate and immediately made a decision for him.
"In my opinion, I'll just call you Old Zhang."
"But, Senior's original surname was Zhou."
Li Wutong argued in a low voice: "Now that sixty years have passed, I have to be myself again, right?"
“.”
Looking at Old Zhang's slightly trembling hands, Wei Changtian paused for a moment, then waved his hand carelessly.
"I'm used to it and I'm too lazy to change it. Do you have any objection?"
"you!"
Li Wutong was choked and his face turned red, unable to speak.
However, Old Zhang next to him breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, and his wrinkled hands slowly stopped shaking.
"No change, no change."
"My surname is Zhang"
(End of this chapter)
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