Chapter 354 Wei Sandao

At dawn, before daybreak, a young man moved a stool outside the courtyard, took a sword made of bronze, sat on the stool, and polished it carefully, making a "rustling" sound.

That bronze sword looks extremely sharp and has a neat shape. I am afraid that no matter who sees it, they can't help but say "good sword". But the young man practicing the sword looked dissatisfied and kept polishing it.

But don't tell me, the more he polishes it, the more extraordinary the sword becomes. Although it is impossible to describe what is extraordinary, it makes people feel comfortable from the bottom of their hearts.

The sword-sharpening young man was naturally Huan Yin. He and Ruan Shushu had lived in Qingzhou City for more than a month. They were all familiar with the neighbors, and the neighbors all accepted their two golden neighbors.

Of course, the business of Huan Yin and Ruan Shushu is also going very smoothly. Whether it is Ruan Shushu's embroidery or the sword made by Huan Yin, as long as people passing by see it, they will feel like it, so their business is excellent.

From the first day he lived here, Huan Yin developed the habit of getting up early and polishing swords at the entrance of the courtyard. This was not because his business was so good that he had to work early and late, but because he had to come here every day to wait for the sunrise. .

Although Huan Yin turned into a mortal, he would eventually return to the path of immortality. Naturally, I will not forget that transforming into a mortal is also a kind of practice.

Therefore, Huan Yin gazes at the sunrise every day in order to understand the mystery of the early sun. There has been no major progress in Shaoyang Sword Qi since he realized the power of tearing the night apart. But in his opinion, Chu Yang's power is not trivial. How can it be completely covered by one tearing night?

In this Green Willow Alley, there is another person who gets up as early as Huan Yin every day, and that person is Lu Shu. At first, Lu Shu felt strange when he saw Huan Yin coming out so early. He looked at him a few more times, thinking it was just a whim of the young man. But later, when he discovered that Huan Yin was bound to show up every day and never changed, he was somewhat impressed by Huan Yin.

Huan Yin and Lu Shu didn't talk to each other. After Lu Shu got up in the morning, besides exercising, he just looked around, including the sunrise that Huan Yin wanted to see.

On this day, Lu Shu, perhaps because he was really curious about Huan Yin, suddenly asked: "What do you come here to see every day?"

Lu Shu's voice was not loud, and he was separated from Huan Yin by several courtyards, so it was difficult to hear him. But Huan Yin was a monk, and his ears and eyesight were much better than ordinary people, so he heard everything clearly.

"I'm here to watch the sunrise." Huan Yin said bluntly.

Lu Shu was a little surprised: "Just watch the sunrise?"

Huan Yin laughed: "Yes, just look at the sunrise."

Lu Shu asked: "Then what did you see?"

Huan Yin replied: "I haven't seen anything yet. What do you see here every day?"

Lu Shu replied: "We scholars should naturally pursue understanding the truth throughout our lives. I come here every day to observe the things around me, see the rise and fall of all things, and seek to understand the truth in my heart."

What Lu Shu said was extremely wise. Huan Yin had known that there were masters among the common people. Although these people had no cultivation, their realm was remarkable. So he asked: "Then you also look at Chu Yang?"

Lu Shudao: "Of course I can see it."

Huan Yin asked: "Mr. Lu, what can you tell from Chu Yang?"

Lu Shu thought for a while and thought: "I don't dare to make any judgments yet. I will wait for a few days to observe and tell you again."

Huan Yin nodded in agreement, and then heard a voice coming from the courtyard: "My lord, it's time to eat."

Huan Yin looked up at the sky and found that the red sky was gradually covered by a layer of clouds. Thinking that the sun would not come out today, he responded and turned back into the courtyard.

In the courtyard, a ball of light floated in the air and said to Huan Yin, who had just entered: "Brother, this Ling Yun Flower... this Ling Yun Flower is not as delicious as the food you cook!"

Huan Yin laughed: "How about the food cooked by your sister Ruan?"

Xiaotian said obediently: "Sister Ruan's food is now more delicious than yours."

Ruan Shushu happened to come out of the kitchen. When she heard Xiaotian say this, she whispered: "Xiaotian, come on, have something to eat."

Xiaotian hesitated for a while, then whispered: "Forget it, I'll just eat this flower. I can't make any progress in the past eighty years."

Huan Yin nodded to Xiaotian: "Xiaotian, I've been suffering from you all these years."

Xiaotian smiled and said: "It's not hard, it's not hard. Living like this with senior brother and sister Ruan is very happy. Besides, senior brother, you have so many Lingyun flowers, which are enough for me to use slowly."

After breakfast, Huan Yin was busy in the hut where he made his sword for a while, then he took another fairy sword, set up a stool and sat at the door, sharpening the sword while chatting with the neighbors. A few sentences.

"Wang Po, I said your melons are not as sweet as before." A young woman in the yard next to Wang Po's house said.

Wang Po was shouting to sell melons. When she heard the people next to her say this, she immediately became unhappy: "My melons are grown in my own land. They are big and sweet. Everyone can see them. Don't talk nonsense."

After saying that, she looked at Huan Yin again and said, "Brother of the Huan family, do you think so?"

Huan Yin smiled and said nothing, holding the fine iron broad sword in his hand to check, but suddenly he heard a loud noise coming from the entrance of the alley.

Huan Yin didn't have any reaction yet, but he saw that all the family members had quickly closed the stalls. Even Lu Shu, who was always steady, stopped writing and hurriedly returned to the house and closed the door tightly with a "pop".

Wang Po was slow to collect the items, so Huan Yin saw that she looked flustered, so he quickly put down his sword and went to help him move the watermelons. Wang Po showed gratitude on her face, and said before entering the house: "Brother Huan, you should go back to the house quickly, and don't come out before you hear the neighbors open the door."

Huan Yin was surprised: "Wang Po, what's going on?"

Wang Po looked at the entrance of the alley for a while, and saw a group of people running over, and said: "I don't know which family is fighting again, anyway, it's not something we ordinary people can control. At this time, if you don't want your stall to be smashed and don't want to cause trouble, it's better to go back to the house honestly."

After saying that, Wang Po directly pushed Huan Yin back, meaning that he should go back quickly, and then closed the door.

Huan Yin was somewhat stunned, and then he heard a shout of killing: "Wei Sandao, you are really tired of living by targeting our family!"

"Damn it, once or twice is fine, but this is the third time, do you think our family is your backyard? Come in if you want, even if the emperor comes today, I will chop you up!"

Huan Yin turned around and looked at the way he came from the alley, and saw a 15 or 16-year-old young man in tight clothes, blood on his face, and ragged clothes running towards him.

The young man covered his chest while running, and it seemed that he was injured and in great pain. However, the young man was extremely stubborn. Even in this state, he did not turn back to beg for mercy, and he still insisted on running for his life.

Behind the young man, there were seven or eight people chasing him with swords and knives. Some of the swords were still stained with blood, and it seemed that they had just fought and injured someone. The leader of the seven or eight people was a young man who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old. He was dressed in luxurious clothes and looked like a son of a rich and powerful person. He kept yelling at the young man in front of him and had no intention of letting him go.

Huan Yin finally stood back at his door, but did not close the door and go back to the house. Instead, he sat on the stool at the door again and sharpened his sword.

"Pah!" One of the people chasing behind suddenly rushed up and kicked the running young man in front of him on the back, causing him to stagger and roll on the ground, just rolling to a place about ten feet in front of Huan Yin.

The young man chasing behind laughed loudly: "Wei Sanda, you think I can't catch you, right? I let you run away twice before, that's because of our friendship, today you are caught by me again, hehe!"

The young man who rolled on the ground raised his dusty head, glanced at Huan Yin, turned around and asked: "Do you want to kill me?"

The young man sneered: "Wei Sanda, didn't you survive three stabs? Today I will stab you three times and see if you die. If you don't die, then I will stab you three times in the future, and my life will not be in vain, hahahaha!"

As soon as the young man finished speaking, the people behind him also laughed.

The young man on the ground said viciously: "You want to take this opportunity to kill me and get the throne!"

The young man standing shook his head and said: "No, no, no, I killed the evil thief who broke into my house and stole in broad daylight today. As for what you said, I don't understand it at all."

The young man on the ground said: "You evil thief, you are doing all kinds of things to scheme against people, which is so shameful!"

When he said this, Huan Yin seemed to have polished the sword in his hand suddenly, looked up at the young man standing, and examined him.

The young man saw Huan Yin, a commoner, looking at him like this, and said fiercely: "Damn it, what are you looking at, be careful or I will dig out your eyes!"

Huan Yin did not say anything, but turned to look at the young man on the ground, and at this moment the young man happened to look at Huan Yin.

"Brother, can you let me use this sword?" The young man on the ground suddenly said, with a pleading look in his eyes.

Huan Yin looked at the sword in his hand and nodded, but he didn't know whether he was satisfied with the sword or agreed to the young man's request. Then, he slowly handed the sword out...