As a daughter, I travel in the world of Gulong

Chapter 335 Chapter 334: Grasp

The river is flowing and the boat is drifting.

Yan Shisan stood there motionless for a long time, with a strange expression on his face.

The fire burned again, and a pot of tea was brewed.

Human beings have power that they cannot predict or control. He knows that this sword was not created by him.

No one can create this sword, no one can understand the changes of this sword, just like 'death', no one can understand it. No one can control this power of change.

At dawn, there was no one on the boat, only dilapidated boats docked by the river. The green grass on the roadside sprouted buds. After winter, everything was recovering. Yan Shisan seemed to be recovering too. He strode on the road, and there was already a breath of spring in the wind with lingering cold.

Someone is waiting for him.

Cuiyun Peak, the painted boat on the green water lake, with the ferryman on the painted boat who never returned.

The lights on the boat were bright, and there was a pot of wine, a harp, a book, and a sword-sharpening stone under the lamp.

A man stood on the bow of the boat, looking at Yan Shisan, and Yan Shisan looked at him.

"Thank you, shopkeeper."

"Yan Shisan."

It’s still this boat, and there are still the marks left on it when Yan Shisan sank his sword. Yan Shisan sank his famous sword inlaid with thirteen pearls, and also sank his name and heroic years, turning into an old man living in the wilderness, boating to ferry people.

Shopkeeper Xie stared at Yan Shisan and sighed sadly: "I know you will come again."

Yan Shisan said: "Because you know that the third young master is not dead."

Shopkeeper Xie said, "Are you ready now?"

Yan Shisan said: "Not yet."

Shopkeeper Xie said: "That's right, I still need a sword."

A good sword.

Shopkeeper Xie returned to the cabin, and when he came out again, he had a long sword in his hand. The thirteen pearls on the sword were still shining.

"Unexpected, right?" Shopkeeper Xie smiled.

Yan Shisan said: "I know, you fished it out."

Shopkeeper Xie said: "You know?"

Yan Shisan said: "I know."

He knew because someone once told him.

Shopkeeper Xie handed over the sword and said: "The day after you sank the sword, I fished it out."

Having said this, shopkeeper Xie was stunned, why is it the next day? That autumn night, on this boat, in this green water lake, the incident of Yan Shisan sinking the sword was still vivid in his mind. He obviously wanted to salvage it immediately after Yan Shisan left.

Yan Shisan looked down and saw that the sword was back in his hand, still as sharp as before.

This is not a sword that can cut iron like clay, but it is a famous sword, because its owner is Yan Shisan. With this sword, he controls the world and is invincible. He is ruthless and fearless, and lives only for the sword.

Shopkeeper Xie said, "Are you ready now?"

Yan Shisan shook his head and said, "Not yet."

Shopkeeper Xie said blankly: "Are you not ready to meet the third young master?"

Yan Shisan said: "I still can't control that sword, I still need to master it."

Shopkeeper Xie was silent for a long time and sighed: "As expected of Yan Shisan, he only takes action when he is absolutely sure."

Yan Shisan said: "No, if it were me before, I would be ready now. If I fight Xie Xiaofeng, it will be life or death, because I have understood the 'god' in swordsmanship."

Shopkeeper Xie asked: "Isn't it now?" Yan Shisan said: "In the past, Xie Xiaofeng could only die and could not be defeated, but now Xie Xiaofeng has already been defeated once."

Shopkeeper Xie said: "After being defeated once, he realized that he was not a god and was not absolutely invincible. After experiencing such a lesson, he has truly grown up."

Yan Shisan said: "I thought Xie Xiaofeng was the only person worthy of my action. After learning about his death, I left with a sword. It is my lifelong wish to fight with him, because whether I die by his sword or Defeating him is the pinnacle of swordsmanship, and this road has been exhausted. But now I find that it is not."

Shopkeeper Xie stared at him, "Isn't it your long-cherished wish to defeat Xie Xiaofeng?"

Yan Shisan stared at the green water lake. The water waves were rippling in the breeze, and the scratches on the boat looked old.

"I want to completely control this sword."

Yan Shisan left, taking his sword with him.

Shopkeeper Xie stared at his back and watched him go away. Not only did Xie Xiaofeng change after experiencing a defeat, but Yan Shisan was also different. His back looked like an old man, but shopkeeper Xie felt the sharp aura on his body during the conversation. .

The decisive battle he thought Yan Shisan would have with Xie Xiaofeng did not happen. Yan Shisan only came to take back the sword.

When the sword was placed in the cabin, it seemed to have fallen silent along with its owner. Now that it was in Yan Shisan's hands, it immediately became murderous.

There are many kinds of swords, just like people. Each sword has different weight, form, length, and width. Each sword has its own characteristics. Choosing a sword means choosing a partner.

For Yan Shisan, this sword is like a friend who once shared life and death. After experiencing separation, the old friend has now returned to him.

This sword symbolizes ominousness and death.

Knowing that Yan Shisan had arrived at Lushui Lake and left again, Xie Xiaofeng was silent in the hall for a long time, and finally touched his sword without making a sound.

It was a jet-black, old sword with an elegant hilt, and the silk on the hilt had shone due to friction. This is his sword, the best sword in the world passed down from his ancestors. It has been kept in the Shenjian Villa until his generation took it out and gave it to him.

"He's gone." Murong Qiudi said.

Xie Xiaofeng said: "I didn't expect that he could still calm down."

Murong Qiudi said: "Are you nervous?"

Xie Xiaofeng said: "You can see it."

Murong Qiudi said: "You are still very excited."

That's the excitement of a swordsman.

He had seen the deadly swordsmanship and knew the details and changes of this swordsmanship very well, but this was not enough to affect the outcome. This swordsmanship was displayed in Murong Qiudi's hands. Regardless of the momentum, strength or moderation, it was comparable to Yan Shisan is different.

What's more, Yan Shisan may have already undergone the fifteenth change.

Xie Xiaofeng did not speak, and Yan Shisan did not confront him directly, which surprised him.

Their battle was not about life and death, but about an explanation for their lives. At least that was how it was when Yan Shisan came here for the first time.

But now it's different.

Murong Qiudi suddenly felt a little sad: "I used to wish you died, but when others want to kill you, I don't want you to die in the hands of others."

Xie Xiaofeng said coldly: "Because you haven't had enough fun yet."

Murong Qiudi said softly: "It's also because I like you."

Her voice revealed the true feelings that many people live in pain and contradiction.

Xie Xiaofeng himself was the same. He discovered painfully that despite his resistance in every possible way, his body's reaction could not deceive others.

"When Yan Shisan comes again, I will be defeated." Xie Xiaofeng said.

"If anyone can defeat Yan Shisan in swordsmanship, it's only you." Murong Qiudi said.

(End of this chapter)