Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 5: Middle-aged man scolding swords by the river
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Yan Yu soon found out that he was thinking about something wrong. He had always thought that the snake demon came here, which caused the town to start the continuous autumn rain, but just now, he remembered that The snake demon is only in the blue silk realm. Even if the green snake becomes a demon, it is far from reaching the state of resonance with the world. Therefore, this autumn rain is obviously not the vision caused by the green snake.
But he checked the county records and knew that there would not be such a rain every fall here. Autumn rain is abnormal, but it has nothing to do with the snake demon. In general, it should be something else.
As for what it is, I can't figure it out.
But he knows one thing. The monk who can trigger the vision is definitely far from the opponent.
That's why it looks a little ugly.
But in this poor country, where can monks come here?
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There is a small river in Baiyu Town, its name is Baiyu River. The river is a special type of white fish, and the number is small. Occasionally, people in small towns can catch some, but even after catching white fish, there are none. People take these fish home, and even the name of Baiyu Town comes from this river white fish. The people in the town naturally love these white fish.
In the past few days, the autumn rain has not stopped. There are few pedestrians in the town. The town is originally small and there are not many residents. After seeing no pedestrians, the streets and alleys seem to be more or less deserted, but at this time At this moment, there is a middle-aged man with a stubborn beard, walking slowly by the white fish river, muddy soles of his feet, just walking all the way, talking all the way, the voice is not loud, he speaks fast, naturally no one can listen clear.
Occasionally passing by pedestrians and seeing this middle-aged man, they all glanced at it, and they no longer have the interest to look at this sloppy middle-aged man. In fact, if they think about it, they should know , Now that the autumn rain keeps on, everyone is holding an oiled paper umbrella when they go out. Why does this middle-aged man not only don’t hold an umbrella, nor can he see a trace of dampness on his body.
It’s just that the man in an ordinary cotton-padded coat walked slowly by the river, looking at the white fish that he occasionally saw in the river, and twitched his mouth, "Forget it if there is a little demon in this small town. Why did your sword become a fine, and I have been hiding from peekaboo for three days, wait for me to find you, and see if I don’t take care of you."
Perhaps the words of the middle-aged man made a certain sword in the river heard it. At this moment, the white fish river suddenly became a little strange. The white fishes that usually don’t last long are now gathering. Among the piles, there were occasional ones out of the water, as if looking at the man.
Seeing this situation, the middle-aged man patted his waist and laughed blankly, "You are still hesitating, in this mountain and river, you can run into me, it is a blessing, if it weren't for me before Go and kill that demon, why would you break the sword again? I promise, if you are willing to follow me, I will treat you well, and besides, you have given birth to such a kind of spiritual wisdom. Broken?"
The middle-aged man talked with a certain sword on the river bank. If he was watched by others, he would definitely think that this man was either a lunatic or a fool.
"You fellow, you have to know, I, Chen Sheng, is a genius of swordsmanship who is difficult to see in this mountain and river. Follow me, you are right!"
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It's just that if Chen Sheng has been allowed to say so much, a certain sword in the river is still indifferent.
Seeing this, Chen Sheng said angrily: "You are obviously a sword. Is it possible to follow me as a swordsman and still want to be a magic weapon for a monk of the Three Sects? If so, you are the strength of the sword. Where have you been? The one who cast you back then must be ashamed of you too!"
There is still no response in the Baiyu River.
"You guys don't want to get into it. You go outside to inquire about it. It's been less than a hundred years. Chen Sheng, I have already stepped into the realm of Chaos and Dusk. Is this speed of practice not considered a genius of swordsmanship? Even in the twilight realm, he dared to go deep into the demon land and kill an evil demon in the Spring and Autumn realm. With this courage, this kendo cultivation base, how many people can compare in this mountain and river?"
Chen Sheng tried his best to make this matter calm and calm, but he obviously wanted to put on an air of arrogance, but he was suppressed by himself, which seemed a bit not as good as he imagined. In the gaseous state, but this arrogance should also be.
After all, in this world, who else could dare to kill a demon whose realm is in the Spring and Autumn realm like him, and still be able to retreat with his whole body?
But even if he said so, the Baiyu River still didn't see much reaction.
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In the autumn rain, a middle-aged man squatted by the river and yelled at him, and the object of the curse was actually a sword. If he was watched by others, would he not be surprised to drop his chin?
It seems to be a little tired from cursing, Chen Sheng casually found a big willow tree to lean against, and finally asked viciously, "Will you follow me?"
No response, Chen Sheng nodded, knowing it was the result, he didn't say much this time, he just tore off a few leaves from the big willow tree beside him, and snorted coldly: "You have to do me Rough movement."
After saying this, Chen Sheng threw out the willow leaves casually. After the few leaves were let go, they seemed to become a bit sharp. They shot into the river one by one, and soon started to start countless splashes.
Many white fish in the river are swimming around in a panic.
Just a moment later, somewhere in the Baiyu River exploded, and a three-foot-long white fish broke through the water and traversed an arc in the sky. It seemed to have glanced at Chen Sheng mockingly before falling into the river.
Chen Sheng yelled, "It's so terrible for you to become a **** god?"
He turned his head and tore off a lot of willow leaves from the big willow tree. When he threw them out, they lined up in a straight line. He grabbed one end, and the other end went straight into the river, like a fisherman fishing.
It's just that others are fishing lures, but Chen Sheng is fishing swords today. The so-called "fishing bait" is nothing else, it is sword spirit.
Strongs of sharp sword aura attached to the willow leaves.
Continuously enter the river.
In the river, the white fish that could reach three feet in length was fleeing in panic, but in the end the tail was caught by the willow leaves. The more struggling, the more splashes it aroused.
On the river bank, Chen Sheng laughed loudly, and pulled the willow leaves back, pulling the white fish out of the river directly, just like a fisherman was fishing.
The white fish left the river again, but just broke through the water and turned into a long sword with a sheath.
The sword was not out of its sheath, but the sword energy overflowed. Only a moment, the sword broke the rope made by the willow leaf, and brought the endless sword intent to Chen Sheng.
Chen Sheng's eyes were filled with joy.
He tapped his toes on the shore, his big sleeves rolled slightly, and he repelled the sword energy.
Looking at the ancient sword with a sheath hanging on the surface of the river, Chen Sheng patted his waist, "From today, you will be my Chen Sheng's sword."
After saying this, Chen Sheng flew past and soon came to the ancient sword.
The ancient sword made by the white fish was about to return to the river again, so Chen Sheng held the hilt with one hand, and Chen Sheng gently wiped the scabbard with the other hand. I don’t know how many years this handle has not been out of the scabbard. The ancient sword came out instantly.
A ray of sword light illuminates the misty sky.
At this moment, Jian Qi is even better than before.
Chen Sheng, who is holding a sword in his hand, is no longer like the crazily sloppy man before, but instantly bursts out an aura of giving up to me, like a sword in his hand, he can go anywhere in the world. Everything is mediocre.
Chen Sheng looked down at the fish pattern on the sword, and promised softly: "The senior who forged you must be a great swordsman. Otherwise, why would you give birth to some spirits by staying in the river by yourself? Wisdom, but you should believe that Chen Sheng will not bury you. Speaking of you, I can be considered destined. If it weren't for my sword to be broken, I would be confused and find a trace of sword energy from the lower reaches of the river to this place, and I would not see you. Since it is a little wise, you should know that my generation of swordsmen does not forge magical weapons or practice art, but only has one sword. Since you are my sword, I will naturally treat you well."
I don't know whether it was moved by Chen Sheng's remarks or suppressed by the swordsman of an unknown swordsman. After this ancient sword was wrapped in its sheath and hung around his waist, it did not move.
Chen Sheng smiled and turned his head suddenly.
On the street far away from the bank of the Baiyu River, there was a young man with a pale face holding medicinal materials in his hand and a paper umbrella in one hand.
As far as Chen Sheng could see, the boy turned and ran.
This made Chen Sheng, who had managed to do it all the time with great momentum, immediately cursed: "Babbit, I'm so terrible?"
The boy hid into the alley and soon disappeared.
Chen Sheng smiled and shook his head. As he was about to turn around, he suddenly sniffed.
Looking at the place where the boy disappeared, he said to himself, "I almost forgot there was a little demon."
Chen Sheng turned and walked towards the town, and at this time, the autumn rain finally stopped.