Now that midsummer has passed, the sound of cicadas is also the sound of autumn cicadas.

More than one.

Mrs. Yang originally had a lot to say, but after hearing the sound of the swords, she just sighed and said nothing.

It turns out that this girl is, as the dean said, very suitable for practicing swordsmanship.

It's just that when such a girl comes to Jianqi Mountain, and she agrees to the dean's affairs, how many swords will be taken away from the mountain?

Isn't this a painful thing?

Mrs. Yang's eyes had very complicated emotions.

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Wei Xu walked down the mountain with brisk steps. Being blocked from going up the mountain might be a big deal to others, but to him it was not a big deal. He was always known for being quiet in the academy, let alone

I care about these little things.

He just thought that his junior sister was picking up the sword on the mountain and might have to go down the mountain at some time, so after Wei Xu went down the mountain, he just stopped at the foot of the mountain and looked around. In fact, when he went up the mountain before, he noticed that there were many blacksmith shops here.

Jianqi Mountain has the best and most flying swords in the world, but not every sword cultivator can go up that mountain and get his own flying sword. Based on this, the blacksmith shops at the foot of these mountains came into being. Among them,

Swords are made at the foot of Jianqi Mountain. They never say that they have anything to do with Jianqi Mountain, and Jianqi Mountain doesn't care about anything. But since they are making swords here, if they really have nothing to do with Jianqi Mountain, I'm afraid.

No one will believe it either.

Many swordsmen who have no way to go up the mountain will choose to try their luck here.

After so many years, there will naturally be some unexplained stories here.

Wei Xu was not a swordsman, so he naturally would not choose to try his luck here. The reason why he walked towards a blacksmith shop was because he saw an old book under the table of a blacksmith shop.

The ground here is a bit rough, so many people choose to use something to cushion it.

This old volume is naturally one of them.

Wei Xu came to the middle-aged blacksmith and took out the huge amount of money he had received from selling the carriage.

The blacksmith looked at him and asked, "Which sword does your guest want?"

There are naturally many swords in the blacksmith shop, but they don't look like good things, so naturally they aren't too expensive.

Wei Xu shook his head, pointed to the old book, and said, "I want this book."

After hearing this, the blacksmith looked at Wei Xu again, and then realized that the scholar in front of him was full of bookishness. In addition, what he wanted was a book instead of a sword. The blacksmith realized that he had misunderstood, and said quickly, "My lord, sir.

You don’t need so much money for a shabby book.”

Wei Xu said, "It's an only copy. It should have been written by the great scholar of the Song Dynasty in the previous dynasty. It doesn't even exist in the library of the academy. I didn't expect to see it here."

He said this very frankly. The words "solitary copy" and "academy" were enough for the blacksmith to add a lot of money to the price. He could have left it alone, then maybe he could get the book for a very small amount of money.

But he said it anyway.

The blacksmith wasn't stupid either. He just sighed and said, "It turns out to be so precious, but I always treat it as an ordinary thing."

As he spoke, he picked up the book. Because it had been pressed under the table for a long time, the book looked very shabby.

He handed it to Wei Xu and said seriously, "Sir, are you from the academy?"

Wei Xu nodded and shook his head and said, "I am just a scholar, but I am indeed studying in an academy."

"Sir's teacher must be a great person."

The blacksmith sighed, "That's a good place, but it's too far away. I'm afraid I'll never have the chance to visit it in my life."

He is just an ordinary blacksmith. It is very difficult to cross the mountains and ridges to get to the academy. There are too many monsters along the way. For him, he is afraid that he will die before he reaches the academy.

Wei Xu gently brushed the old book and said softly, "If you want to go, I can take you to see it."

After hearing this, the blacksmith quickly shook his head and said, "Although the academy is good, for people like us, there seems to be no reason to go."

Wei Xu smiled and nodded to show his understanding. He stopped talking, then started to flip through the book in his hand and read it carefully.

But not long after, the sound of swords came from the mountain.

One after another, endlessly.

Wei Xu raised his head. The temperature in the blacksmith shop was so high that the air was filled with heat waves. When he looked up, there seemed to be layers of waves in the air.

But that doesn't stop the gaze of a monk who forgets his worries. When he raises his head, his gaze will fall very far away.

A blacksmith was surprised and said, "Is there another swordsman who went up the mountain to get the sword?!"

After so many years of forging swords at the foot of the mountain, he naturally knew what the sound of the sword's clanging meant.

"Just why are there so many noises?!"

The blacksmiths all looked up and said in disbelief, "How many sword cultivators are here?!"

It is always a sign that the flying sword in Jianqi Mountain recognizes its master.

Whenever a flying sword is taken away from the sword washing pool, there will always be a sound of sword clanging, without exception.

Moreover, the sword sound of each flying sword is different.

At that grand gathering of sword cultivators, everyone was waiting for the birth of the century-old sword called the weed. When the weed was actually born, the sound of the sword spread thousands of miles around.

Nowadays, the sound of these swords is not that loud, but it is better to have more.

a lot of.

How many swords are there?

The swordsmiths in the mountain stopped what they were doing, and everyone looked towards the sword pool.

Of course they knew who was coming to the mountain.

It is precisely because they know that they are a little surprised at this moment.

The girl is on the mountain.

How many swords will she take with her?

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The wind at night is a bit cold, even when sitting in front of the fire.

But Han Hu still looked at Chen Chao insistently and repeated again, "No matter what, this is not your business alone."

In his early years, he was a frontier soldier on the Great Wall in Mobei. He knew one truth most, that is, he could not give up his brother Pao Ze at any time, let alone let his brother Pao Ze face the dangers alone.

Chen Chao had already stood up, but felt that the aura had become much lighter, so he sat down again.

Next, in front of the fire, listening to Han Hu speak, he frowned and said, "Why should you die in vain?"

If it were before, he might not have said such words, but now, he already has some feelings for Han Hu, or others.

Especially for Han Hu.

This old man is a truly good man.

Chen Chao even became somewhat curious about the frontier army in the north through him.

It was an army that had been placed in the most important position in the Liang Dynasty for more than 200 years. Every year, basically half of the taxes were placed on the northern border. Every year, countless elite soldiers were selected to go to the north. Daliang

Many of the monks trained in the DPRK were sent to the north.

If this were not the case, there would probably not have been more than two hundred years of peace in the Liang Dynasty.

Chen Chao glanced into the distance. The eye was still in the dark, but it had become much darker.

But still there.

It's already late at night.

Chen Chao looked at the fire and said, "I used to think that all things in the world should be solved by yourself. No one will help you."

Han Hu suddenly heard this and said angrily, "When we were in the north, we were all together and we were all brothers. How could something like this happen?"

Chen Chao thought for a while and said, "It makes sense. When I met a girl at that time, I actually changed my mind."

After hearing this, Han Hu suddenly smiled and said, "That girl is probably the girl you like."

Chen Chao did not refute, nodded and said, "She is the girl I like."

As he spoke, he missed the girl a little, and he made no secret of it.

Han Hu smiled and said, "Now that you have a girl you like, don't think about death easily. After all... isn't it good to be alive?"

Chen Chao thought for a while and said, "What I said makes sense."

Han Hu nodded and said, "Actually, it's the old guys like us who should die, leaving young people like you alive. After all, in a few years, you will definitely be better than me, right?"

Chen Chao smiled and asked, "If one day we are told that one person must die to ensure that the other person survives, how should we choose?"

Han Hu didn't hesitate long after hearing this question. The firelight illuminated his weathered face. He told Chen Chao seriously, "If one of us has to choose to die, then it must be

I'm going to die."
To be continued...