After entering the town, the woman couldn't help but remind her husband a few words, asking him to talk as little as possible and fight with others as little as possible. Even if he suffered some grievances, don't care too much, but it's okay not to say it.

, the man frowned a little, saying that it didn't matter if he was wronged, but if she was wronged, he would definitely draw his sword.

The woman helplessly twisted her husband's arm, "That's it, if there is a swordsman standing across from you then, what does it matter if you draw your sword or not?"

Just as the man was about to speak, the woman stared at him and said, "You are only one step away from the Sword Immortal now. If something happens at this juncture, will you really feel no regrets?"

The man was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "I don't regret it."

The woman lamented that her husband had always been like this and could not be persuaded no matter how hard he tried. In fact, she had no other choice. She could only hope that nothing would happen to her this time.

In fact, if it weren't for the inheritance of swordsmanship from Luting Sword Immortal, she wouldn't have dragged her husband here. Both of them are casual practitioners, so practicing would have been a lot more difficult. Now her husband is only the last step away from Wangyou.

, although according to her husband, this last step only needs to be practiced for a few years, and maybe it can be achieved. But she still doesn't really believe it, and wants to try her luck here, just in case she gets the green

The inheritance of Ting Jianxian is a sure thing.

It is rare to see a person who is a casual cultivator and become a swordsman.

And once it is completed, you can even start a sect and pass on the Taoism. It is considered that your trip to this world has not been in vain.

Therefore, the woman wanted to do this very much.

Seeing that his wife was already a little angry, the man held the woman's hand harder, and then said in a softer tone, "Try your best, try your best."

It's okay if you don't say this, but when you mention this woman, she gets a little angry. Can you try your best? Wouldn't you be treating me like a three-year-old child?

The man had no choice but to sigh and said, "As a swordsman, I have a sword in my hand, so I should express my feelings directly. If this doesn't work, then that doesn't work either, and I'm still practicing a shitty sword."

Seeing that his wife was about to refute, the man quickly brought up someone as an example, "Isn't that what the guardian envoy is like? Look at what state people are in now."

The woman sneered and said, "Xu Bai, how do you think you can compare with him?"

As soon as he said these words, the man named Xu Bai was immediately discouraged. He opened his mouth and did not refute. Indeed, whether it was background talent or anything else, he could not compare to Chen Chao.

However, having already talked about the Chen Dynasty, Xu Bai still said with some emotion, "I really don't know when I can see this Lord Guardian again, and then I can have a good drink."

When it came to drinking, the look in the woman's eyes softened a little. She said softly, "I will make you some food and drinks then. I hope the guard envoy doesn't mind it."

In the eyes of outsiders, the woman would definitely not be a very good woman, but to Xu Bai, she was the best woman in the world, bar none.

Xu Bai held the woman's hand and said softly, "If the guard envoy dislikes it, then we won't come to the table to drink together."

The woman did not speak this time because she found that the man next to her had a very serious expression.

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…

As the sword cultivator couple walked into the town, another carriage came outside the town. The driver was a sturdy middle-aged man, but judging by his aura, he didn't look like a sword cultivator.

Arriving outside the town, the man drove a little slower.

He turned to look at the other side of the carriage and said softly, "Mom, we're here."

In the carriage, there was an old woman with silver hair lying in the carriage. There was a brazier in front of her. Opposite there was a little girl with pink and jade sculptures holding a small green stick and constantly pulling the charcoal in the brazier.

It's windy and snowy outside, but inside the car, it's as warm as spring.

After hearing the noise coming from outside, the old woman opened her cloudy eyes with difficulty, opened her mouth, and uttered the word "um".

After hearing the sound, the man nodded with some peace of mind, but at the same time he couldn't help complaining, "Mom, the weather is so cold. I told you not to come out. After so many years, what can I do if I see you again?

?They are not young people anymore.”

"Shut up!"

The old woman was not very energetic to begin with, but after hearing these words, she got the strength from nowhere to scold her son outside the carriage.

"Cough cough cough..."

But as soon as these two words were spoken, the old woman's energy and energy seemed to be lost extremely quickly, and she immediately began to cough, but even the coughing sound actually seemed very weak.

When the little girl saw this scene, she quickly stood up, came to the old woman's side, and patted her back obediently. Then she turned to look outside the carriage and said dissatisfied, "Dad, can't you not make grandma angry?"

The man driving the car was speechless for a while. After a long time, he sighed slightly and said softly, "Mom, it's my son's fault. Don't be angry. You can see me if you want. If you can see me, you can fulfill your wish."

The old woman ignored the man, but stretched out her withered arm, patted the head of the little girl in front of her, and gave an ugly smile, "Qing'er, take out that painting and look at it again."

The little girl named Qing'er nodded and obediently took out a scroll from a wooden box in front of the old woman. Then she stood up and carefully unfolded the scroll to reveal the portrait inside.

In the painting, there is a sword fairy in blue shirt holding a sword in one hand, with a handsome appearance and lifelike appearance.

After seeing the portrait, the old woman seemed to have eaten a ginseng that was old enough, and suddenly the last of her energy was lifted up.

The old woman stretched out her hand and gently touched the face of the person in the painting, and for a moment she burst into tears.

"Luting, can we meet again?"

It turns out that the person in the painting is the original Sword Immortal of the Green Pavilion.

It's just that despite the painting, it's hard for people to be young again.

Today's Luting Sword Immortal is probably not much different from her. They are both gray-haired.

The man outside the carriage sighed as he listened to the commotion in the carriage, but did not speak again. He knew what his mother was thinking, but in fact, he really wanted to tell his mother that what happened back then was that year.

It's still the same as it is now, and what you want to see, mother, is actually not the current Green Pavilion Sword Immortal, but the thoughts of back then.

It's just that those thoughts are just thoughts in my heart. If we meet again now, I'm afraid that even those thoughts from the beginning will be gone.

Isn't it bad to keep beautiful things in your heart?

The man was a little confused.

But he never spoke.

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As this carriage enters the town, it is estimated that no one will come again tonight.

But as they were talking, another young man wandered over to the town. However, this young man did not rush into the town. Instead, he came to sit down in front of a late-night snack stall at the entrance of the town and casually said

"Boss, a bowl of wontons."

This late-night snack stall was not big, with only two or three tables, but this young man chose an occupied one instead of choosing an empty table.

After calling for food, the young man raised his head and glanced at the person in front of him. He was an old man with silver hair and wrinkles. At this moment, the old man was competing with a bowl of wontons full of chili peppers. The young man looked at him and his face was red from the heat, but

Still stubborn, he didn't even take a sip of the free tea on the table.

The young man thought it was interesting and reminded him with a smile, "Old sir, at this age, it's hard for you to do anything for yourself. If you can't eat spicy food, just drink water. If you still can't bear it, stop eating. I'll order another bowl without adding chili pepper."

The wontons are just that.”

The old man raised his head, wiped the sweat from his forehead, glanced at the young man opposite, and said with a smile, "If people don't compete, what's the point of living?"

The young man said, "It's okay to eat a bowl of wontons, but it's not good to compete on other things."

The old man put down the chopsticks in his hand, looked at the young man in front of him with a smile, narrowed his eyes and said, "Can you tell me what else?"

The young man said angrily, "Everything else is simple. You are so old, and you still run out to eat late-night snacks in this weather. Isn't it a competition? Isn't it a matter of life?"

The old man sneered and said, "Young people are weak, so you think others are the same as you? You must know that people's physiques are different. Even though I am this old, I still don't have wet shoes!"

The young man frowned. When he heard this, he really lost his mind about eating wontons. He suddenly stood up and shouted, "What, old man, are you competing with me? Who can pee farther?"

"I'm not afraid of the boy who has no city, but have you ever thought that if you win, I won't be proud, but if you lose to me, it will be really embarrassing."

The old man narrowed his eyes and seemed to have some different emotions towards the young man in front of him.

The young man was startled, then sat down and said with lingering fear, "What the old man said is worth some money after all."

The old man smiled and said nothing.

Afterwards, the bowl of pitifully small wontons was delivered to the table. The young man did not dislike it. He picked up one with chopsticks and put it in his mouth to chew. As a result, his mouth was filled with the smell of meat. The young man spit it on the ground in disgust and continued

Without saying anything, he noticed that the old man in front of him pushed the jar of chili peppers in front of him and sneered, "Young man, why else do you think I eat so many chili peppers?"

Not many people in Daliang like chili peppers, but there are actually two reasons why they eat them in the first place.

Covers fishy smell, improves flavor and dispels cold.

The young man held down the chili can, shook his head and said, "The meat is not good, so just don't eat it. Why bother to make it difficult for yourself again."

The old man laughed and said, "What about the wonton money? I've already given it to you, but don't you think it's a pity if you don't eat it?"

The young man was silent for a while. He originally wanted to say that it was not much money, but when he thought about this, the old guy opposite would definitely say that he didn't know how to save.

As a result, young people don't want to talk.

He looked at the chili can in front of him and fell into deep thought.

There was a look of satisfaction in the old man's eyes. He looked at the young man and said with a smile, "You have already cultivated to this point. Cherish what you should cherish. Don't do anything you are not sure about. What will happen if you don't weigh it yourself?"

The young man said nothing.

The old man thought to himself and said, "Speaking of competition, I have been competing all my life. I have spent a lifetime doing nothing wrong, but I have to compete with that guy. At this moment, I will die soon. Let's think about the past.

It’s been a long time, and I really feel like I’m at a loss.”

The young man looked at the old man in front of him, and at this moment he also confirmed the identity of the other person. He was the famous Green Pavilion Sword Immortal.
To be continued...