[One hundred and fifty-eight, [Fate, wonderful] (Thanks to the leader of “Buku”!)]

After getting the approval of the people in the house, the middle-aged scholar slowly pushed open the old wooden door.

He moved very gently, so that the creaking wooden door did not make many harsh sounds.

After entering the small courtyard, the middle-aged scholar saw an old man with a broken leg sitting on a large rattan chair.

The old man was weaving straw sandals, and without raising his head, he simply said: “Find a place to sit, I don’t have tea here, you can do it yourself.” The

middle-aged scholar bowed to the old man first, and then found a rattan chair to sit on. Down.

The old man knitting straw sandals was so peacefully bowed by Jian Zun and continued with the work at hand, without any intention of welcoming him warmly.

At this moment, the wooden door was pushed open again, and a young man with fair skin, long eyelashes, red lips and white teeth walked into the small courtyard with difficulty with a bucket of well water just drawn from the well.

The boy’s body and female appearance are more beautiful and delicate than most little girls. His facial features have a unique softness, and his eyes are large and bright, but he does not have much heroic spirit. On the contrary, he is like a deer in the forest.

The young man was afraid of life, and when he saw a stranger in the courtyard today, he felt a little at a loss for a while, but he still saluted respectfully and greeted the guests.

The middle-aged scholar raised his head and glanced at the boy, and saw that the boy’s cheeks were flushed. He didn’t know whether it was because he was too tiring to carry a bucket, or he was teased and molested by the village women when he was fetching water from the well. .

Most likely both.

In fact, after the young man came to the small village, he would be teased by words every time he went out. The most terrible thing was that there were men and women who teased him.

Who told him that he was born beautiful, and he was not amused at first glance.

And the less you tease, the more people will tease you.

Even the widow in the village saw that he went to the well to fetch water every day, and would say to him, “Auntie has a well here too, and there is a lot of water. Can you

fetch it?”

, the water will come out by itself, you don’t need to work hard, giggling.”

Although the boy didn’t understand it, he instinctively found it scary.

“Senior Luo, who is this?” The middle-aged scholar looked at the young man and asked.

The old man is still weaving straw sandals, and his movements are skilled.

This disabled old man with no legs has made shoes for a lifetime.

Without raising his head, he said, “I’m a crippled man, and I always need someone to help me with some rough work.” The

middle-aged scholar shook his head and laughed, and said in his heart, “Senior Luo is really old, as always, keen on Huafan, I don’t like to use spiritual power.” The

disabled old man has a quirky temperament, although he has a high level of cultivation, but he likes to live like a mortal. If he can’t use spiritual power, he will definitely not use it.

This has something to do with the exercises and swordsmanship he practiced, as well as his unique character.

“It’s just, how did you seal the youth’s spiritual power?” The middle-aged scholar saw at a glance that this boy with the appearance of a man and a woman was actually a cultivator.

It’s just that the cultivation base is not high, but the first realm is Great Perfection.

He simply glanced at the young man and knew his cultivation well.

In fact, the young man has long been able to break through to the first realm, but his cultivation base is sealed, so naturally he has no way to break through, and now he has to live like an ordinary person.

If nothing else, this young man’s spiritual power should have been blocked for a year.

“What are you doing standing stupidly and

wanting to be lazy? Go and pour the water into the water tank, and then go to the well to make a bucket.” The old man with the broken leg said displeased.

The boy nodded hurriedly, lifted the bucket with difficulty, and poured all the water into the tank with difficulty.

Then, carrying the empty bucket, he trotted out, for fear that he would be slow and the old man would scold him again.

The middle-aged scholar watched the boy run out of the room out of breath, and said, “Senior Luo, this child’s physique is a bit special.”

“I was rescued by chance, this child has a lack of innate qi and still has yin in his body. The cold air is all over.” The old man finally knitted the straw sandals, and threw them on the wooden table, and then started to knit the next one.

At this time, he looked up at the middle-aged scholar and said, “Why did you come to see me?” The

middle-aged scholar said, “Recently, a very interesting young man appeared in Qingzhou. On the night of the winter solstice, he After I

took out a sword, it was somewhat similar to Senior Luo’s sword, so I thought of coming over to visit Senior.”

“Oh? Let’s hear it.” The old man became a little interested.

The middle-aged scholar told the old man everything he knew.

“One sword in ten years is a good character.” The old man commented: “However, his sword is different from mine. According to your words, the killing intent of this sword is too heavy.”

“But it does have the same effect.” The old man added road.

The middle-aged scholar nodded and said, “The junior just thinks it’s a bit miraculous, and I don’t know where he learned the swordsmanship from.”

“It’s not from me anyway.” The old man said: “You can also tell Ji Changkong, I’m not That kid’s mysterious master.”

At this time, the boy came in panting with a second bucket of water, his footsteps were vain, as if he had lost his strength, and when he stepped over the wooden door, he almost stumbled and fell, making the well water in the bucket. Spilled a lot.

“Clumsy, useless thing.” The old man reprimanded.

The young man shrank his neck embarrassedly, obviously afraid of the old man.

The middle-aged scholar looked at the young man, and then at Luo Heshan, who was also one of the four great swords

. After middle school, he spontaneously ran over and squatted down, arranging the materials for weaving straw sandals for the old man.

The old man glanced at him, continued his work, and said, “Actually, according to what you said, that kid named Lu Chaoge can reach the third level of Sword Intent in the second realm, and he can also hide his sword. Ten years is indeed very suitable for the inheritance of my lineage. If I met him in the early years, before he broke the first realm, I would accept him as a disciple.”

The young man who was sorting out the materials suddenly shook his body and looked up. Glancing at the old man, his face showed endless surprise, and there was some hesitation in his expression.

“What are you looking at? Continue to work, it’s not your turn to interrupt when the elders speak.” The old man glared at him, his temper still grumpy.

The middle-aged scholar gave the young man a gentle smile to comfort him.

He guessed that this young man who had not yet broken through the first realm might be the disciple chosen by senior Luo Heshan.

Middle-aged Confucian scholars know how special the inheritance of Luohe Mountain is.

The four great swords are all strong in the eighth realm, and Luo Heshan, which is ranked third, is not actually the eighth realm in the true sense.

He is a fake.

The true cultivation of Luohe Mountain is the sixth realm of great perfection.

That is to say, under normal circumstances, Luo Heshan’s combat power is even inferior to the seventh realm.

However, such a person is still ranked third in the Four Great Swords before the Sect Master Li Suifeng of the Sword Sect.

Moreover, if there is another sword in this world that can make middle-aged scholars feel jealous, it is the sword of Luo Heshan!

From the perspective of seniority, Luo Heshan and the middle-aged scholar’s master are the same generation.

He has lived a long time and is very old.

Based on his cultivation, he might actually have a very short lifespan.

Luohe Mountain does not belong to any sect in Qingzhou, but a loose cultivator.

The swordsmanship and exercises he cultivated are extremely special, and the sword of life can only be unsheathed ten times in a lifetime.

This is also the reason why Ji Changkong and the middle-aged scholar both feel that Lu Chaoge’s sword is somewhat similar to Luo Heshan.

The reason why Luo Heshan can be regarded as the pseudo-eighth realm is because as long as his sword is unsheathed, he is no longer a sword cultivator of the sixth realm.

The combat power he can show will reach the terrifying Eighth Realm Great Perfection!

Under normal circumstances, everyone knows that Jian Zun is the number one sword cultivator in the world.

When Keluo Heshan’s original sword is unsheathed, whether or not the sword master can be the enemy has always been a topic that Qingzhou sword cultivators love to debate after dinner.

As for the answer to this question, perhaps only middle-aged Confucian scholars and disabled elderly people know it in their hearts.

For the sword cultivators in the entire Profound Sky Realm, they were all eager to see Lord Jian Zun and Luo Heshan questioning the sword.

It’s a pity that due to the particularity of Luohe Mountain’s swordsmanship and exercises, it is destined to be impossible to waste this precious sword in the daily sparring.

Every one of his swords was made to save the common people, and was used where it was most needed and where it was most worthwhile.

His sword is the guardian sword of Qingzhou and the sword of Yongzhen rivers and mountains.

The most important thing is that so far, this old man with disabled legs has used his sword nine times.

In other words, in his life, he can only use the sword once again.

Everyone felt that this last sword would far surpass every previous sword.

Many people firmly believe that Luo Heshan’s tenth sword may reach the legendary ninth realm!

Reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship that all swordsmen, including middle-aged scholars, dream of – a sword in the ninth realm!

The old man, who was still weaving straw sandals, put down the unfinished straw sandals in his hand and said, “There are actually many techniques of sealing swords in the world, but in the final analysis, they all come from the inheritance of my lineage, and the rest of the sword techniques are made by It evolved.”

“You said just now that this Lu Chaoge is not a disciple of your sword sect, but he became the head of a sect at a young age, which sect does he come from? I think about it. , is it related to my lineage?” Luo Heshan said.

The middle-aged scholar replied, “It’s located in the Qinglong River area, called Momen.”

“What?”

“Momen?” he asked again.

“Exactly.” The middle-aged scholar was slightly surprised, wondering why Senior Luo reacted like this.

Could it be that the Momen, where Chaoge is located, really has a deep connection with the lineage of the Luoheshan predecessors?

But he soon understood that he wanted to fork.

I also understood why this boy with red lips and white teeth just now, when he heard the three words Lu Chaoge, suddenly shook his body, and his expression was hesitant to say anything.

“The Momen of Qinglongchuan is the Momen you are in?”

The young man’s face was almost sprayed with saliva, this look like a deer in the forest, the young man who looked very timid was obviously frightened, he nodded quickly.

“Didn’t you tell me earlier?” The old man showed a strange look when he saw the young man nodding his head, and said, “So, he is the sect master that your kid always talks about in my ear!?”

……

( ps: For the second update, ask for a monthly pass! Thanks to the book friends “for the reward of 10,000 starting points, and an additional leader~)

[End of this Chapter]