My Sword Has a Way

Chapter 94: Sword Practice in Bamboo Forest 1 Sword Facing the Sun

A murderous intent that was icy cold to the bone suddenly appeared.

The elegant young man stood there quietly, his expression very calm. He turned his head to look at the old man in the pavilion and smiled slightly.

Then, several cold lights rose up in an instant, and time froze instantly. Even the breathing sounds of several people in the field could be heard very clearly.

The wind blows the leaves to the ground in front of the pavilion, and a spot of red appears in the three-foot cold light.

As several dull sounds of objects falling to the ground were heard, the murderous intent that had chilled the soul in the field disappeared completely.

The figure seemed to have never moved, still modest and gentle, except that the three-foot sword in his hand had a slightly brighter red color.

"I know this is not the intention of the Saint, so I still hope that the Saint can come to the town. I will take my leave now."

The young man in brocade clothes nodded slightly, then sheathed his sword and left.

The old man looked at the receding figure of the young man in brocade clothes, frowned slightly, but never spoke another word.

In the eastern bamboo forest of the town, a little boy in blue was waving a bamboo sword with great vigor.

The bamboo sword is very delicate, with a layer of green cloth wrapped around the handle to prevent cuts. The two words "Xiang Yang" at the end of the blade are also particularly eye-catching, and you can tell at a glance that it was carved with great care.

The little boy swung the sword very seriously, chopping up and down. The pair of eyes beneath his small body revealed his love and obsession with the bamboo sword in his hand.

The little boy put away his bamboo sword, his forehead slightly sweaty, and walked to the young man with a grin.

"I like Mr. Xiao's bamboo sword very much. When Mr. Xiao gets old and can't walk anymore, if someone still bullies him, I will beat him up for him!"

The boy smiled and patted the child's head.

"Then let's make a deal. If I ask you to help me with a sword in the future, you must not refuse."

The little boy nodded, and said very seriously: "Young Master, even if you ask me to use my sword ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times, I, Mu Xiangyang, will not refuse!"

The young man in black smiled and said, "Let's go back to the pharmacy."

After saying that, he took the child by the hand and walked towards the street where the pharmacy was located.

Although there are not many people on the road, most of them are new faces, and one can tell from the fluctuations of their spiritual power that they are not ordinary people.

Xu Zhian also knew that many people from outside had come to the town recently. All of them came for the legendary Seven Heroes Mountain spiritual vein area. The competition seemed to be getting more and more intense in recent days. From time to time, sounds of fighting and fluctuations of spiritual power could be heard from that distant place.

The few remaining residents in the town almost all stayed indoors, fearing that they would be harmed in this chaotic time.

The strange combination of the two also attracted the attention of other passers-by on the road. Among them, a young man in gorgeous clothes stopped and stared for a long time, and a middle-aged man in tight clothes behind him asked in a low voice.

"Your Highness, is there anything special about these two people?"

The young man in brocade clothes nodded and smiled slightly: "It's strange, but it's also ordinary. I think... I know how to deal with Big Brother."

The middle-aged man frowned slightly and said, "Then I will go and introduce him to you?"

The young man called the Sixth Prince stretched out his hand to stop him and asked the middle-aged man curiously: "Tell me, were those assassins sent by my eldest brother today?"

The middle-aged man lowered his head and said, "I dare not presume to speak to you."

The young man in brocade clothes still had that signature smile, giving people a very intimate feeling.

"I never thought of getting involved in this mess. It was my father who forced me to do it. I hate this kind of relationship between the ruler and the subject, which is neither a ruler nor a subject!"

Seeing the middle-aged man lower his head and remain silent, as if he didn't dare to continue listening, the young master in brocade clothes smiled softly and said, "Commander Mo, don't be so frightened. I just want Commander Mo to tell my father the truth. As for whether it was my eldest brother who did it, let my father guess."

After the young master finished speaking, he did not wait for the middle-aged man to answer and continued, "Let's go, I want to meet some new friends."

After saying that, he took the lead and walked towards the two strange swordsman duo.

Xu Zhian led the child to a tea stall and looked at the seven or eight people standing opposite him, frowning slightly.

"My name is Zheng Xu. What's your name, little brother?"

The young man in white had a face as gentle as spring breeze, and his slight nod revealed his aristocratic temperament.

Xu Zhian looked at everyone, frowned slightly, and said with a cupped hand: "Xu Zhian."

The man noticed the little boy next to him and smiled slightly.

"So it's Brother Xu, I wonder who this is...?"

Seeing this person looking at Mu Xiangyang beside him, Xu Zhian became a little alert and did not answer the person's questions.

The young man in brocade clothes named Zheng Xu smiled and explained, "Don't be nervous, little brother Xu. I have no ill intentions. I just admired sword cultivators for a long time. Now that we have the chance to meet, I want to get to know each other. Please forgive me if I am abrupt."

Xu Zhian nodded and asked with a little caution: "Master Zheng, is there something wrong?"

The man nodded and smiled, pointing to a safety lock on Mu Xiangyang's neck and said, "Can I see this?"

Mu Xiangyang touched the safety lock on his neck and said, "This one? This is what my mother left for me. I can't show it to you."

Mr. Zheng still smiled and said, "I can pay you a hundred taels of silver. How about that?"

Mu Xiangyang scratched his head, looked at Xu Zhian beside him, and shook his head again.

"How about a hundred taels of gold?"

Young Master Zheng remained calm and composed.

Mu Xiangyang looked at the young gentleman next to him again and shook his head.

"One hundred mountain ghost coins?"

Mu Xiangyang still shook his head.

Mr. Zheng smiled slightly and said softly, "I know the origin of this safety lock."

When Mu Xiangyang heard this, his eyes lit up.

"Do you know the origin of this safety lock? Then tell me quickly, where did it come from?"

Mr. Zheng did not answer Mu Xiangyang's question, but turned his head to look at Xu Zhian with a smile on his face.

"Brother Xu, do you know where to buy alcohol in this town?"

Xu Zhian shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

Seeing this, Zheng Xu smiled bitterly, said "never mind", and led the guards away.

Upon seeing this, Mu Xiangyang hurriedly ran in front of the group of people and shouted to the young man in brocade clothes who was leading the group.

"You must know my mother, right?!"

Zheng Xu frowned in thought, then relaxed his brows. At this moment, he felt like he was being watched. This made Zheng Xu sweat coldly, as if he was on the edge of an abyss.

Young Master Zheng thought about his words for a while before he said softly, "I don't know your mother. As for the origin of this safety lock, you should ask your father. He will definitely know."

Mu Xiangyang couldn't help but feel disappointed when he heard this: "My dad? He wouldn't tell me even if he knew."

Mr. Zheng smiled awkwardly, looked at the mountains behind him, and nodded at Xu Zhian.

"Farewell."

Xu Zhian also bowed slightly and said, "Goodbye."

After the group walked away, Xu Zhian sighed slightly.

“Sometimes knowing too much can make you less happy.”

Xu Zhian took Mu Xiangyang's hand and asked, "What do you have in your hand?"

When Mu Xiangyang heard this, he looked at Xu Zhian who was holding his hand and said with some doubt, "Young Master."

Xu Zhian shook his head and pointed at the boy's right hand and said, "Mu Xiangyang, now that you have a sword in your hand, are you still afraid that you won't find the answer in the future?"