Tian Yuan

Chapter 1129 The Sword Immortal Living in a Small Town

In the corner of the restaurant, there is a rough and simple table.

On the table were two plates of appetizers and an empty wine flask.

The old man in civilian clothes with a beard on his face looks ordinary, thin and old.

The bamboo sword on his waist was whittled into pieces a few years ago, just a common thing.

Drink often and enjoy the scenery.

When interested, he raised his sword and waved it.

The sword moves are simple and anyone can understand them, even a three-year-old child can master them.

In addition, the commoner old man is old and weak, and sometimes he can't split a petal falling from a tree branch with the bamboo sword in his hand, which is very funny.

Neighbors and passers-by would all smile with disdain when they saw this scene.

However, there was a little kid who lived next door to the old man in cloth clothes and clamored to become his teacher.

The little baby's parents are ordinary people. Although they have never seen the world, they still know their strengths and weaknesses.

The warriors in the town weighed hundreds of kilograms at least, and even had the ability to cut wood and iron.

But the old man next door wields his sword every day. It's so soft, but it can't even break the leaves.

If you really want to become a disciple, you definitely won’t find the old man next door!

However, the little baby identified the old man in cloth clothes, but his parents refused to let him go, so he secretly climbed over the wall into the old man's yard and asked him how to practice swordsmanship.

Perhaps it was because he recalled the scene of him seeking enlightenment when he was young. Even though the little kid was not very qualified, the old man was still willing to give some advice.

Practice your sword moves first, then your sword heart.

If you haven't learned the superficial moves, you are not qualified to aspire to a higher realm.

Of course, this is the way ordinary people practice.

If we talk about the old man's path of seeking the Tao, it is to realize the Tao in one thought, to directly grasp a trace of sword intention, to have a natural sword heart, and to have unparalleled aptitude.

"There is only one final step left. In another thirty years at most, I will reach the top."

The old man sitting in the restaurant is none other than the Chang Geng Sword Immortal, Li Muyang, who has disappeared for some years.

Li Muyang followed Chen Qingyuan's guidance and walked along the way, enjoying the scenery and tasting wine, and settled his Taoist heart.

This trip has indeed yielded great rewards. It only takes a few decades to break through the bottleneck and reach the ninth step.

The scenery at the top is within reach.

However, China is about to be reshaped, and the Immortal Ancient Clan is unwilling to settle down.

Because of the ancient tribes' struggle for power, many star regions were affected, and countless lives were killed or injured.

After hearing the news, Li Muyang couldn't just sit idly by and ignore it.

The person in charge of King Jing's order should follow the will of the ancestors of the past dynasties, suppress the ancient tribes, and stabilize the situation.

In fact, Li Muyang could wait for more than thirty years until he really took that step and his strength greatly increased before going to Dizhou.

For practitioners, decades are the time between command and control. But in the eyes of countless mortals, it is very long.

If dozens of people are ignored, the number of innocent people who die will surely increase dozens or even hundreds of times.

"Waiter, bring me another bottle of wine."

Li Muyang didn't hesitate at all, he had already made a decision in his heart.

After drinking this pot of wine, I was ready to leave this place.

Soon, the waiter brought a pot of bad wine to the table.

I paid, looked out the window, and drank.

There are still some impurities in the wine, which makes the wine not strong and not refreshing.

However, Li Muyang enjoyed the drink very much.

Especially the last bite, smacking your lips, leaving you with endless aftertaste.

Before leaving, go back to your small town home.

A simple wooden house with green vines wrapped around the fence and vegetables planted in the small courtyard. Firewood was piled up in the corner, and a few pieces of coarse cloth were placed on the firewood to dry.

If you look carefully, you can see a sword lying in the direction of the pile of firewood.

A black and rusty sword, specially used for chopping firewood.

This sword has a name, it's called Guiyang.

One of the most famous swords in the world, he once accompanied Li Muyang to defeat countless powerful enemies, and even fought against the law of heaven.

It was damaged once and later repaired.

Living in seclusion here has obscured the original luster of Guiyang Sword, and is only used for chopping firewood. Throw it on the ground casually. No one will care about the people coming and going outside the door, and even thieves will look down upon it.

Moreover, the famous sword in the world already has its owner, so it is very popular.

If you want to dance with a sword on weekdays, you can do it with the bamboo sword on your waist, which is pretty easy.

"Master, you went to drink again."

As soon as Li Muyang opened the door and entered the house, a little boy wearing light-colored cloth ran from one side. He smelled the smell of alcohol from afar and showed a disgusted expression.

"Yes!" Li Muyang looked back and grinned.

Originally, I didn't want to acknowledge the identity of "Master", and I corrected him many times. Unfortunately, this little kid was so ignorant that he decided to call him that, and even made some great arguments.

Once a teacher, always a teacher.

If you teach me some sword skills, I will naturally be your apprentice.

There are many similar remarks.

Slowly, Li Muyang didn't bother to argue and allowed the little baby to shout.

"Master, I have learned the move you taught me half a month ago." The little boy followed Li Muyang into the house, noisy, excited, and looking forward to it: "It's time for you to teach me other sword moves. .”

"I can't teach you anymore."

Li Muyang apologized slightly.

"Huh? Why?"

The expectation on the little boy's face disappeared instantly, and turned into anxiety and disappointment.

"Because..." Li Muyang was about to speak when a powerful force suddenly enveloped the town, causing him to stop talking and frown slightly, not happy.

To be precise, it's not this town, but the entire mortal dynasty.

Li Muyang used his spiritual consciousness to find out the reason in just a few breaths.

The sect that controls this territory is called the Qianpin Sect. It is estimated that there are several Mahayana monks in charge. It is at best a third-rate force and cannot be brought to the forefront.

This time several elders and a group of disciples were sent here to arrest people.

Not one person, but millions.

A secret realm appeared near Qian Pinzong. Once inside, I found a lot of gains. The most precious item is a high-grade Taoist weapon. Only by sucking human blood can the restriction be activated and return to normal.

The blood of monks is naturally the best, but the blood of mortal creatures is equally useful, but you need a lot of it.

Sacrifice to mortals is of course simpler.

A huge bag appeared in the sky, as if it had swallowed up the scorching sun hanging high above.

The sky was dark and the wind was blowing hard.

"what......"

Unrest broke out across the dynasty. The huge bag erupted with strong suction, and hundreds of thousands of people were swallowed.

Fear shrouded the heads of countless people, and cries came like a tide.

This town was no exception. Many people lost control and were floating in the air, panicked and extremely frightened.

A gentle force flowed from Li Muyang's body, bringing the floating people in the town back to their original places.

"Father, mother!"

The little boy hurriedly ran back to his home. He just saw his parents floating up, his whole body was cold, and he was very scared.

Seeing his parents coming back, the little boy hurried back, and the family of three hugged each other tightly, extremely frightened. How could God be merciful and not punish him with sin?

At this time, Li Muyang walked to the pile of firewood, bent down and picked up the Guiyang Sword on the ground.