Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

Even though the living environment of the people has changed from scattered villages to more concentrated towns, the status of roadside wild shops in the rivers and lakes has not been shaken.

After all, the distance between the two towns is still relatively long for ordinary Jianghu people, so they naturally need a place to rest halfway.

A long-lost young figure, holding a folding fan with a black fan in his hand, followed his memory and came to this wild shop that has been passed down for a long time.

After seeing the visitor, the manager of the wild shop who had just finished serving the guests at another table warmly greeted him:
"Sir, it's been a while."

The person who came nodded: "Recently, I went on a long trip."

"Is it still the old rule?"

The shopkeeper didn't continue to ask, because of the long tradition, he naturally knew that the gentleman in front of him was an unborn master.

The other party has been eating noodles at their house since a long time ago, and now counting it, they have sent away many generations of their ancestors.

"White noodles in clear soup, two bowls."

"Okay, come right now!"

After the shopkeeper finished speaking, he went to boil soup and cook noodles. Ling Jueding randomly found an empty table and sat down, then closed the folding fan in his hand and placed it on the table.

Fang Fang came down from the top of Tianshan Mountain, and then went to pay homage to his old friend Jiang Ouzi. Next, he planned to take another trip to the sword world.

That sword fight in the past, as one of the few people with the highest level of kendo cultivation in the world, he has naturally sensed that he also went to the sword world that was transformed after Chang Ri Kun's soldiers were disbanded, and the people left behind He had also seen that sword.

A generation of swordsmen finally...

There should be no regrets.

But those who remain will regret it for life.

The shopkeeper delivered the two bowls of noodles to the table without disturbing, and turned around to do other things.

"Ugh."

With a soft sigh, Ling Jueding looked at the two bowls of noodles in front of him, and his thoughts went back to the past unconsciously:
"Master, I've been picking ironwood rocks all day, and I'm hungry."

"Let's go."

"It's white noodles in clear soup again."

"Don't you like it?"

"No, my favorite day is eating this bowl of noodles with Master after mining the iron wood rock."

Disciples, old friends, acquaintances, and old enemies are all turned into graves and buried in history, and he is the only one left in this world.

What is reflected in the clear soup is the scene when the two met for the last time:
"Old man, why are you fighting against me everywhere!"

"answer me!"

"The sword determines the life and death of the swordsman. If you hold your sword, you will die in vain."

"I don't believe it. You are afraid that I will surpass you in fame and status in the future. Don't worry, I will repay my kindness and will definitely say that I am your heir."

"Fame and status have nothing to do with the sword. The iron wood rock is used up, and it will be replenished within three days."

"I refuse, I don't want to listen to your orders anymore."

"Okay, you have already learned my skills, so you don't need to teach them any more."

"Old man, one day, I want you to regret it."

After Shaohong traveled the rivers and lakes, he defeated and taught countless masters of the rivers and lakes. Later, in order to prove to him, he even lent the sword he forged to others, and then went to take it back after a certain period of time.

In the end, the word became a prophecy, and the sword was broken on the top of Tianshan Mountain, and the person died. When we met again, there was only a broken sword, a folding fan, and a corpse buried deep in the ice.

He did exactly what he said, which made Ling Jueding regretful.

"White noodles in clear soup was originally what I wanted to teach you. Once upon a time, you changed your tone and were no longer content with being ordinary."

"You haven't had time to understand that being ordinary is extraordinary."

Scenes of the past are like a nightmare, lingering, forcing Ling Jueding to withdraw from the arena step by step.

That's why, when Chang Ri Kun was looking for him, he couldn't be found everywhere.

Because of this, the two missed the appointment, and when they met again, it was also a separation between life and death.

"Um?"

Just as he was reminiscing about the past, an extraordinary aura appeared in his perception, from far to near, and then——

"White noodles in clear soup, two bowls."

Sharp yet gentle aura, a flat but slightly confused tone, and a very faint fragrance, with the breeze blowing by, you can even hear the faint sound of the piano.

Ling Jueding thought that he had never seen such a "strange" person in all these years.

"Okay, come right now!"

Amidst the reception from the shopkeeper, the man sat at the table behind him.

"Kendo is like this bowl of noodles. If you keep improving yourself with the goal of winning, you will be able to reach the pinnacle."

"A majestic swordsman who would eat noodles without giving money."

"That's because he doesn't charge me every time."

"Ha, this bowl of noodles this time, let me treat you, how about it?"

"what ever."

Looking at the two bowls of noodles on the table, Lin Chongyang also recalled the past, but unfortunately, the old man is no longer here.

"Once upon a time, even this bowl of white noodles lost its taste."

A while later, Ling Jueding, who was about to leave after eating the noodles, heard this sentence.

When the man spoke, the two bowls of noodles had already been eaten. Ling Jueding thought that the other party would leave, but unexpectedly, the other party found the shopkeeper, and after paying some extra money, he actually started to cook it himself.

Kneading noodles, kneading noodles, rolling noodles, cutting noodles, boiling soup and cooking noodles, all in one go.

Lin Chongyang, who filled himself with noodles again, returned to his seat, but the noodles were still unsatisfactory.

Even if he did it himself, he still didn't have the same feeling as when eating noodles together. It shouldn't be, it must be because of his negligence just now, that's right, it should be because of his negligence, let's try again.

With this in mind, just as he was about to get up again, he heard a sentence behind him:
"Ordinary flour, ordinary noodle soup, and ordinary techniques finally make this bowl of ordinary but extraordinary white noodles.

It's not that your face has lost its taste, but your heart has lost its true meaning. "

The sudden words made people stunned on the spot, and the mind was shocked, and the words that came again broke the maze:
"The noodles have not changed from the beginning to the end, they are still the same bowl of noodles, pure because of concentration.

If the face is like this, is the person also like this? "

At the same time as the words fell, Ling Jueding only heard the man sigh softly:
"The noodles are that bowl of noodles from the beginning to the end, so I, am I just me from the beginning to the end?

Such a simple truth, I should have understood it long ago, I should have understood it long ago. "

He just didn't want to see people take detours, but he never expected that the other party's understanding was so amazing that he could understand everything.

However, this is also true, the more talented a person is, the easier it is to go to extremes, just like...

Ugh.

Fortunately, the person in front of him is not bad-natured, and it is better to be able to see through it than to go to extremes.

Following his epiphany, Lin Chongyang's whole body's aura also changed at this moment, and his sword intent continued to accumulate, ready to go.

At the same time, as Lin Chongyang's qi mechanism twisted and changed, Jiuxiaotianwai was shocked to see the red glow spontaneously, echoing it.

Looking up, what he saw made Ling Jueding's pupils shrink, and his scalp felt numb.

If it is allowed to spread indiscriminately, all life within a radius of several thousand miles will probably be wiped out.

Just when Ling Jueding was about to move, he saw Lin Chongyang take a quick step, and his figure turned into a red rainbow soaring into the sky.

the goal--

Every other day.