I used to be arrogant and didn't think there was anything worth noting about. I came to try it myself, and then I felt the sense of martial arts in my heart. If it weren't for this point by chance, how could I see the different scenery?

It was touched in his heart that Xu Yao did not use any special means to go to Shangyong. He just took himself into Jiang Wenlun's role and regarded himself as a scholar who was powerless to see what would happen to him after the curtain of luck was opened.

Xu Yao had been walking like this for several days, and had arrived at the Anyang territory. Xu Yao was not stopping and was passing by the city. He could only hear the sound of gongs and drums. He was deafening. Xu Yao went forward to look at the city river. After Xu Yao was interested, he was tired of it. After walking for a while, he saw an ancient temple in the woods. He walked into the temple, put down the umbrella, and sat on the side stone for a while. Just as Xu Yao was hesitating whether to practice martial arts at this time, there was a sudden sound of shouting to kill outside. Xu Yao looked, and after thinking for a moment, he cleaned up his traces when he came and hid behind the Buddha in the ancient temple.

Shortly after Xu Yao hid in the big Buddha, a middle-aged man dressed in a fisherman walked slowly and slowly entered the dilapidated temple. After sitting inside, he hung an oil lamp in his hand on the wall, and then a fire broke out in the ancient temple, looking like he was waiting for something.

The fisherman didn't wait long before he saw a young man in his early twenties, wearing a blood-colored dress, and saw the fisherman sitting here, the young man fed him and said, "Borrow light, borrow light, I met a person who fled the water bandits. I was seriously injured. I want to borrow this place to rest for a night. Take this money and find another place for yourself."

As the young man said, his body could not help but sit down. The fisherman opened his eyes and smiled and asked, "Young man, what bandits have you suffered? Where did you fall? Is it difficult to escape here?" The young man was dealing with the wound on his body, humming in pain, and he didn't have the spirit to answer. He ignored the fisherman after giving him a glance.

Seeing that the young man did not answer, the fisherman was not angry. He asked a few questions. After hearing this for a while, the young man felt a little irritated and finally couldn't help but say loudly, "What do you care about me? I have to occupy your place now. It means that you will give all the money on the ground. You want to meddle in other people's business and ask me these things in the bottom of the matter?"

After hearing this, the fisherman was not upset and beat him up instead and said, "No wonder you were beaten."

People are chasing and are seriously injured. They are young and dare to be so disrespectful to their elders. The injuries on your body are heavy. It’s a pity that you didn’t give your life. If you really want to be a hero, don’t hum like a pig when you feel hurt!"

After these words, the young man was originally young and energetic. He was ridiculed by the fisherman passing by and almost fainted! The young man didn't care about the pain on his body at this time, and directly thrust a carp from the ground, turned over and jumped up, pointed at the fisherman and cursed, "Do you dare to say that I am not a hero? You are a hero, dare to come over and see me? Even if I have more injuries on my body, I am not afraid of you. I don't use weapons. Just this old punch, I will beat you to a fallen water today."

The fisherman sat still and looked at the young man with a smile and nodded, "It's not bad, it's lively and roaring. It's not impossible to be a good man, but don't be too impatient. I don't think so. I'm so old, I'm so old, and I won't take advantage of you. If you walk past this fishing rod, I'll let you vent your anger. What do you think?" After the fisherman finished speaking, he pointed to the fishing rod three feet in front of him.

Although the young man was seriously injured, he was so underestimated that he could not bear it. He immediately clenched his fists and was about to come and hit the fisherman. However, just as he was about to cross the fishing rod, his legs suddenly felt weak and he knelt on the ground.

A young man is a young man who has just entered the world. How do you know that the wound on his legs before is poisonous? Seeing that the rolling parts of his legs were slightly black, he recalled what the fisherman said just now, and suddenly felt that this fisherman was not like an ordinary person.

Just as the young man wanted to make a sound, his legs felt a burning pain, as if the muscles inside seemed to be burning all over. The young man wanted to force himself to bear it, but after gritting his teeth for a while, he couldn't hold it back. He hummed twice and then fell on the fishing rod.

Seeing this, the fisherman sighed, got up and lifted the oil lamp, shining on the young man's two injured legs, and said, "Do you know that you were hit by someone else's medicine arrow? If you are three hours later, your life will be gone. You are still showing off your power here." The young man's heart was like a mirror at this time, but because he was still angry about the previous scene, he still bowed his head and said nothing.

The fisherman held the young man's shoulder with one hand and asked him to sit up. The young man couldn't bear it and felt a pain on his legs like a knife stirring, so he blurted out and shouted "Oh, the fisherman slapped the young man's back angrily, and took the scabbard left by the young man on the ground in his hand. "I made this scabbard of Tingchun Jian for your father back then. You kid, you actually want to take this sword and fight with me."

The young man suddenly looked surprised when he heard this and quickly said, "This sword was passed to me by my father. I heard what you said, was it my father's old acquaintance back then?"

The fisherman didn't answer when he heard this. After putting down the oil lamp in his hand, he took out a knife from his waist, picking the rotten flesh on his legs for the young man, revealing bright red granulation, and then took out a pack of medicine to apply the young man's wounds. After all these were done.

The fisherman then patted the straw raincoat on his body and said to the young man, "You didn't jump up just now, and you have suffered less now. Now that I have taken this medicine, you still have to suffer for a night of pain. This is also the lesson of your own crazy words. In the future, you should pay attention to your own mind. Don't be so ignorant of the world. Not everyone is entrusted by old friends like me, so easy to talk!"

The young man thought secretly that he had fallen into such a field and was already fish on the chopping board. The fisherman still chose to save himself, which must have been true. Thinking of his arrogant and rude situation just now, the young man felt very ashamed and was relieved a little.

Then he quickly got up and said respectfully to the fisherman, "Thank you for saving your life. Since you know this Tingchun sword, you must be an old acquaintance of my father back then. My nephew has just been rude. I hope you forgive me. Your elders don't remember the villain's fault. Please give me a name. If your nephew has a breath, he will repay you."

The fisherman smiled and nodded, then said, "I know not only your father, but I knew you, but you were still in your infancy and had no memory. Look at me, do you still remember what your father told you when he passed away?"

The fisherman didn't know what he showed to the young man. After seeing it, the young man was so excited that he knelt on the ground and bowed three times and nine times to the fisherman. "The disciple is dull and does not know that his master is above him. He deserves to die."

The fisherman smiled and then helped the young man up. "Although our lineage has always been a small population, the martial arts inheritance in the sect has always been regardless of qualifications and only about fate. Although I am your master in name, I can't teach you too much. The sword seeds in your father's body back then have returned to the sect. If you go back with me, you will naturally be able to pass on your skills and become another generation of Dongting swordsman in the world."
Chapter completed!