But now I know from Zhou Xing’s mouth that he did not understand the sword’s intention. Although he did not understand the sword’s intention, Zhou Xing’s understanding of qi is definitely not what ordinary people can do. Otherwise, how could he guide the three friends of Suihan to perform that There was a terrifying hurricane sword energy, but he allowed Suihan's three friends to push him into a desperate situation. If he had not understood the sword's intention, Zhou Xing would have died under the Guiyuan Fist of Suihan's three friends today. Murong Jue There is no way to get angry.
"The path of martial arts is a life of nine deaths. If you don't have the intention to die, why should you take the path of martial arts." Zhou Xing said with a nonchalant look and raised his head. After hearing these words, Murong Jue He was also stunned, and now he finally understood why Zhou Xing was so strong. Many people in the world believed that Zhou Xing was able to rise quickly because those veteran strong men were afraid of the secretive realm, so they fought tooth and nail when they reached the Divine Mansion realm. Suppressing his own realm, but Zhou Xing never suppressed his realm at all, so he advanced by leaps and bounds, reaching the peak of the Divine Palace realm, and became the world's top master. However, they didn't know that Zhou Xing had the strength he has today. On the edge of life and death, How many times have he wandered in the middle, with the heart to die, this is fearlessness. Because of fearlessness, he can be so powerful and dare to attack that secretive realm. Murong Jue feels deeply ashamed of himself.
"Although I really don't want to admit it, I am not as good as you." Murong Jue sighed deeply and said helplessly. He was already one of the top masters in the world, and he also had the martial arts Tiangang Dragon. His power is enough to compete with every leader of the nine sects. Such a strong man is naturally very proud. Even if Zhou Xing is his friend, it is difficult to admit that Zhou Xing is better than him. After all, they have never fought each other, Zhou Xing has not officially defeated him, and it is not impossible for his Tiangang Dragon Power to improve. When he was on Linjiang, he was able to rescue Zhou Xing under the spotlight, which is enough to show his strength. Strong, but now he had to admit that Zhou Xing was much stronger than him.
"Go back?" Murong Jue asked. Now that the matter was resolved, of course they had to return to the worship hall.
"You go back first, I'll go for a walk." Zhou Xing didn't want to go back so quickly. He also wanted to take a walk in the imperial capital. This imperial capital carried too many memories for him, and Murong Jue also Knowing that the Imperial Capital was Zhou Xing's former residence, he didn't say anything and returned to the enshrinement hall alone, while Zhou Xing walked into the Imperial Capital and walked into those familiar streets.
"My guest, would you like to have a bowl of noodles? This is not an old man's bragging. On this street, the old man's noodles are the best." The street was bustling with people, and Zhou Xing had arrived unknowingly. At the gate of the Prayer Temple, Zhou Xing felt extremely sad to revisit his old place. The old man came up to him, showing no humility at all. Generally speaking, if such a person is not bragging, he must have some ability, so Zhou Xing also took the opportunity to sit down. On the low stool, the old man showed a smile. Although his noodle stall was in an excellent location, right at the entrance of the Prayer Temple, most people came for the Prayer Temple. Although there were many noble people in the Prayer Temple, In and out, but those noble people would rather eat in the templeThe vegetarian food inside would not eat his old man's bowl of noodles.
"Old man, why is your business so shabby?" Zhou Xing looked at the people coming and going, but he thought in his heart that the noodles cooked by this old man must not be delicious, otherwise there would be so many people, and he would not come to attract customers in person. , looking at Zhou Tiao's four tables and chairs, Zhou Xing asked.
“Most of the people who come here come to the Prayer Temple. They don’t have time to eat the old man’s noodles, and they go to the temple to pray for blessings. It seems a little more sincere on an empty stomach. Naturally, the old man’s business is not that good. Okay." The old man said with a helpless sigh. It was true as he said. Although there were many stalls on the road to the Prayer Temple, those stalls only sold a variety of items, such as carved bracelets, small wooden Buddhas, etc. , but the only one selling food was the old man’s stall.
"Why are there so many pilgrims in this praying temple?" Zhou Xing had been to the praying temple before. Although there were incense at that time, there were not as many people as there are today. Zhou Xing had already noticed that the light While the old man was talking to Zhou Xing, seven or eight pilgrims had already walked in at the door of the Prayer Temple. This was a rare occurrence.
"Is your guest a foreigner?" The old man skillfully cooked the white noodles in his hand and stared at Zhou Xing with a wrinkled smile on his face and said.
"It doesn't matter. He is from the imperial capital. He just went out for a long time and just came back." Zhou Xing explained.
"No wonder, it's normal that the guest doesn't know. The incense in this praying temple was only average. But after the late emperor returned to his throne, the world was dry and it didn't rain for a long time. There were some in private. Rumors spread, saying that the late emperor had committed too much blood in order to eliminate the anti-imperial minions and that God was punishing him. These rumors eventually became more and more violent. The late emperor had no choice but to go on a hunger strike to pray for rain, so he placed the altar for rain. God showed mercy to the Prayer Temple, and on the fifth day, the late emperor finally prayed for rain. Since then, the incense in the Prayer Temple has become more and more prosperous. "Although it involves the emperor's affairs, the people often mention it. Of course, the late emperor allowed the people to discuss it. , naturally because he prayed for rain. When the people were discussing, they must have believed that he was the orthodoxy in the world, and those rumors naturally disappeared. This kind of praying for rain and blessing meant that all the courtiers felt that the emperor was guilty. Only by self-examination and God's forgiveness can we survive the crisis. Although it seems very stupid, people all over the world believe this. Although they go on a hunger strike to pray for rain, they are just talking about it. As an emperor of a generation, how can he really go on a hunger strike to pray for rain? Rain is just a pretense in front of the people, but if the emperor cannot ask for rain, the emperor will be in trouble. Fortunately, the late emperor finally asked for rain. With this matter, it is difficult for the incense of the Blessing Temple to flourish.
"That's it." Zhou Xing nodded, and while the old man was speaking, he had already cooked the noodles and brought them up. A smell suddenly hit his face. Although Zhou Xing didn't eat it, he smelled it. From the aroma, I already knew that the noodles were absolutely delicious. The old man was really not bragging.
"Unexpectedly, this noble man is here again." The old man murmured as he stared at the door of the Prayer Temple, while Zhou Xing had already picked up the noodles and ate them.He thought it was indeed delicious. When he was about to take a second bite, he heard the old man's words and looked towards the door of the Prayer Temple. When he saw the figure walking out of the sedan at the door of the Prayer Temple, , where he was stunned, the chopsticks in his hands fell to the ground with a clatter.
"Sir, it's okay, I'll give you a new pair." The old man looked at Zhou Xing's dropped chopsticks, quickly picked them up, replaced them with a pair of clean chopsticks, and placed them on the table, but Zhou Xing ignored the old man, because all his attention was on the person walking out of the sedan at the entrance of the praying temple.
At the door of the Prayer Temple, a graceful and luxurious woman walked out. Her black hair was neatly collected by a phoenix hairpin. Although the brocade silk dress was gorgeous, it was worn on this woman. , but they fit together very well, especially the gentleness between her eyebrows, which always seems to reveal a kind of love. That kind of gentleness is enough to make everyone who sees her look kind and happy, and every step she makes seems to be... It is very elegant, with an unknown charm about it. Even if you look at it from a distance, it can attract the attention of many people. Even Zhou Xing's eyes were deeply attracted by that figure, just sitting there Zhou Xing in the crowd seemed to have been blocked by a wide Milky Way. Apart from watching from a distance, he did not have the courage to step forward and get close to the woman.
"Sir, do you know this noble man?" The old man looked at Zhou Xing's expression and asked hesitantly.
"It's just an old friend." The seemingly endless sighs turned into a sigh. I picked up the new pair of chopsticks and licked the noodles. The originally delicious noodles became dull at this time. It was tasteless, and it was still difficult to swallow, but the woman, surrounded by several maids, walked into the Prayer Temple and disappeared at the door. She attracted the attention of many people at once, which was unintentional. Because she couldn't control other people's gazes, but many people's gazes were mostly filled with respect, instead of admiring her pure and elegant temperament, nor her heavenly beauty.
"How much?" Zhou Xing asked. At this time, he was in a very depressed mood, as if he was pressed by a huge iron block in his heart. His heart was blocked and he was a little panicked. He wanted to escape from this place and be a part of the world. The first swordsman, the word "escape" could never be used for him, but Zhou Xing knew that now he was escaping, as embarrassed as a rat in a stinky ditch, and he did not have the courage to face her at all.
"No money."
"Why?" Zhou Xing was surprised. The old man was in business, how could he not accept his money? Of course he was curious.
"You are the noble man's old friend, so I won't accept your money." When the old man talked about the noble man, his eyes were full of respect.
"That noble lady, do you know who she is?" Zhou Xing was a little surprised. Although it was not surprising that the old man knew the identity of the woman, but because the woman did not accept his money, this It seems very strange. Could it be that his power is so huge that even an old man setting up a stall on the street is so fawning? Thinking of that hypocritical face, Zhou Xing thinks that heIt's really possible that he is this kind of person.
"Of course I know, that one is the empress from heaven who came down to earth. There was a severe drought in the world, and even the imperial capital was full of refugees. Only that noble man sold his property and set up porridge shacks in the imperial capital. The same is true now, often To help the poor people and the people she knows, let alone the old man, no one in the whole street will accept money from the guest officials." The old man explained that he didn't know what the nobleman's status was in the court, he only knew. This noble man is a great benevolent person with a Bodhisattva heart.
"Actually, I'm not very familiar with her." Zhou Xing just left this sentence indifferently, then took out a piece of silver from his arms, placed it on the table, and left .
“There are too many guests.” The old man quickly picked up the silver and looked back. The bustling crowd drowned Zhou Xing’s figure. He wanted to find Zhou Xing among the crowd. It turned out that Zhou Xing Dressed in white, it was easy to spot him, but Zhou Xing seemed to have evaporated and disappeared before his eyes.
"Could it be that this guest guest is also a deity descending to earth?" The old man was shocked. He just turned around and Zhou Xing disappeared. Apart from deities, how could ordinary people achieve such a miracle? , especially in front of the Prayer Temple. It is very likely that gods will turn into mortals and come down to enlighten the ignorant people. Thinking of this, the old man quickly grasped the silver ingot, clasped his hands together, and bowed devoutly to the sky.
Of course Zhou Xing didn't care what the old man thought of him. He just wanted to escape from this old place as soon as possible. He didn't expect to meet her here tonight. He had thought about the scene of their reunion. Maybe he will try to suppress his love for her, and then smile and say how are you doing? She likes to smile, she likes to smile herself, but Zhou Xing has not smiled for a long time. Even after arriving in Jianghu, he has never smiled. He used to be a person who could laugh. The deep streets are very dark. This top master , walking in the street, staggering and embarrassed, like a drunk person. Sometimes he really wished that he was just drunk, but when he was drunk, he still had to face reality. He did not have the courage to face her. , the woman I once loved deeply.
Yes, that woman was Zhou Xing’s former lover, the woman he loved deeply. She was Luo Lin, a very kind and gentle woman who would melt even an iceberg with her tenderness. He loved her deeply, before and still does now. He wanted to tell his heart and tell himself that he had come out. Now he only had the sword. The sword was his only one, but he saw Luo Lin again. Although it was just a figure, it broke his heart. As the best swordsman in the world, he was the strongest both in terms of sword and strength, especially when he understood the rudimentary form of the sword's intention. But now, he But it was the most vulnerable time. If Murong Jue saw the assassin Zhou Xing, he would definitely be confident that he could defeat Zhou Xing, because his strong heart had collapsed at this time.
Zhou Xing smiled. This was the first time in ten years that he smiled, but this time the smile was ugly, a smile uglier than crying. That is to say, Zhou Xing’s smile at this moment, the deep street became more and more ugly.It was getting darker and darker. Zhou Xing walked aimlessly. He didn't know where he was going. He just wanted to avoid her and make her invisible to him. Maybe he shouldn't show up, but he still came back here. Zhou Xing finally understood why he could never step out. This last step, this last step, was because of her, Luo Lin, this simple name, this ordinary woman, was the last shackle that hindered his nirvana.
"Help, help." A scream sounded. In the deep and dark streets, some dark things always happen. Zhou Xing heard the cry, and in the darkness in the distance , a person ran out staggeringly, a person wearing tattered clothes and unkempt face, but her voice was that of a woman. At this time, the tattered clothes had fallen to her shoulders, revealing a red bellyband on her chest, and behind her Followed by a strong man. The strong man was burly, half a head taller than Zhou Xing. He was holding a wine jar in his hand. Although his body was swaying left and right, his eyes were always focused on the female beggar who was running hard. Because she is a woman, nothing good will happen to a female beggar when she meets such a strong man in such a deep and dark street.
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