My Sword Has a Way

If there is no rain on Double Ninth Festival, look for Winter Solstice. If there is no rain on Winter Solstice, it will be sunny all winter. Since the beginning of winter, the weather seems to be very good, and there has not been any rain. I believe this winter will definitely be a warm winter.

At this time, a horse-drawn carriage was speeding past on the wide official road, shocking the pedestrians on the road and causing them to dodge. Some who were unable to dodge in time fell or were injured, causing the crowd to curse them.

At this moment, an old man failed to dodge in time and was knocked to the side of the road by the carriage.

A simple and honest man hurriedly dragged the carriage and stopped it abruptly.

A young man in fine clothes in the carriage suddenly bumped into the carriage board, with an angry look on his face.

The young man in brocade clothes got off the carriage, snatched the whip and whipped the man. The man couldn't dodge and was whipped on the neck. If the man was not taller and could not avoid the fatal spot, the whip of the young man in brocade clothes would have taken the man's life.

"Untouchable! How dare you stop my carriage?! Who gave you the guts?"

The young man in brocade clothes cursed.

Suddenly the crowd exploded.

A dark-skinned farmer shouted, "This man is so rude! He rode his horse in the street and injured someone, and even beat the injured person in public. We must arrest them and bring them to justice!"

Another passerby also shouted: "Yes, he must be arrested and brought to the authorities!"

Seeing the crowd surrounding the carriage, the young man in brocade clothes taunted: "Catch me to see the official? Do you, a bunch of peasants, know who I am? Are you going to arrest me to see the official?!"

At this time, the driver drew out his long sword and shouted: "The man in front of you is Master Yin Tian. If you dare to act beyond the rules, you will all be regarded as traitors and bandits!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd suddenly became quiet.

The men who had just clamored to take the young man in brocade clothes to see the officials no longer dared to say anything and dispersed.

The driver looked at the honest man who was pulling the carriage and said, "Untouchable, do you want to rebel?"

The young man in brocade clothes looked at the angry man in front of him and whispered playfully: "You know what? If you dare to touch a hair on my head, I guarantee that the old man will not survive tonight!"

The man's face was filled with humiliation, but he finally stepped aside. Seeing this, the young master in brocade clothes became even more arrogant and domineering: "You just stopped the carriage without permission, causing me to be injured. You must apologize to me."

The man clenched his fists. At this moment, the old man who had fallen to the ground shouted hurriedly, "Tie Niu! Apologize to the young master! Otherwise, you are not my son!"

The honest man hurriedly said, "Dad!"

The old man cursed: "Don't you even listen to me?"

The man's face turned red with anger and he said, "I'm sorry, young master. I was wrong just now. I caused you to be injured. I, Tie Niu, apologize to you!"

The young man in brocade clothes mocked: "You are just cheap! Peasants should learn to accept their fate. Not everyone can be a hero!"

After the young man in brocade clothes finished speaking, he got on the carriage. The coachman was very proud of seeing this, and he whipped the horse and drove away, leaving behind a cloud of dust.

"My dear, are you okay?"

A young man in black with a black sword on his back helped up an old man who had fallen on the side of the road and spoke with concern.

The old man smiled faintly: "It's okay, thank you very much, young man."

The young man smiled faintly and said, "It's good that you are fine. By the way, old man, why was Mr. Yin in that carriage so arrogant? It seems that we cannot ride horses in the streets in Daliang country, right? Not to mention that it hurts people."

The man who had just cursed smiled bitterly and said, "This carriage belongs to the government office of Yancheng. That young master Yin Tian is the young master favored by the city chief. He is the most arrogant and domineering, and often oppresses the good. Some time ago, I heard that he joined the immortal sect and became a cultivator. As for the laws of Daliang, in Yancheng, the sky is high and the emperor is far away. This government office is the sky and the law!"

The young man in black frowned slightly after hearing this. It seemed that Zhao Zhucheng of Xiaolingang could be considered a good official compared to him. At the very least, his children would not be so arrogant and domineering and bully the good.

The honest man said to the boy in black: "Thank you, little brother."

The young man in black waved his hand and said, "You're too polite, big brother. I didn't do anything."

The old man looked at the whip marks on his son's neck and sighed, "Alas! What kind of world is this?"

The honest man smiled and said, "Dad, I'm fine!"

Then the old man looked at the young man in black and said, "Young man, are you going to Yancheng?"

The young man in black nodded: "Yes, father-in-law."

The old man smiled and said, "I heard that there is a fairy master in the city who is recruiting disciples recently. Are you going to try your luck too?"

The young man shook his head. The old man smiled and thought that the young man didn't want to tell others, so he didn't ask any more questions.

The crowd dispersed and continued to head towards Yancheng.

The young man in black was Xu Zhian, who was traveling far away from home. It took him nearly a day to reach the outskirts of Yancheng. Looking at this city which was much taller than Yishui City, the young man was very curious.

"Are you going to leave or not? If not, don't block the road!" the middle-aged man behind him shouted.

The honest man at the side said quickly: "I'm sorry, brother, this little brother of mine is in the city for the first time, and he looked around a little more out of curiosity. We'll leave now!"

"Hmph! Country bumpkin." The middle-aged man walked away.

The young man in black said to the honest man, "Thank you, Brother Tieniu."

The honest man smiled and said, "You're welcome, little brother. I didn't do anything."

The two looked at each other and laughed.

When the last rays of sunset disappeared, several people entered Yancheng.

"Little brother, we are going to the shop. We may have to separate here. There are many nobles in the city. Common people like us must not offend them. This world is very chaotic. Little brother, please pay more attention to safety."

The man smiled at Xu Zhian. The young man in black looked at the man and clasped his fists and said, "I'll take note. Brother Tie Niu and uncle, take care of yourselves."

The man smiled innocently and said, "We agreed to come to the pharmacy tomorrow and I'll treat you to a drink. Remember, call the pharmacy once!"

The boy hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Okay!"

The man supported the old man and turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

Xu Zhian looked at the bright lights and the bustling streets and couldn't help but be dazed.

This was the first time the boy left Yishui City, and also the first time he saw the world outside Yishui City.

Compared to Yishui City, this place is much more prosperous, and even the gate towers into the city are much taller. The young man couldn't help but think of the old Taoist's words, and smiled slightly.

It was late at night and the half moon was high in the sky.

After strolling for a while, the boy slowly walked towards the south of the city. When passing an alley, he saw a wine shop.

The wine shop is not big, but it has many customers. There is a couplet hanging at the door of the wine shop. The first couplet is: Open the jar and thousands of people will get drunk. The second couplet is: One sip of wine will make the fragrance spread ten miles away.

The young man walked into the shop and smelled the pleasant and elegant aroma of wine. He came to a servant and asked, "How much is this wine?"

The servant saw that the young man in black was dressed in ordinary clothes and carried a black sword. Although there was nothing special about his appearance, the servant had been dealing with people for many years and had seen all kinds of people. This man must be a chivalrous knight or a man from the border.

The servant said quickly, "Sir, look here."

The young man looked in the direction the servant pointed and immediately a strange look appeared on his face.

Under a sign that reads "General's Tears" there is a sandalwood shelf, on which are placed various wine jars of various shapes and sizes.

I saw that the boy's finger was pointing to a small jar with the words "Yunquan" on it.

This wine was very familiar to Xu Zhian. When he worked in the winery in Yishui City, he brewed this kind of Yunquan wine.

The servant saw the boy's strange expression and asked in confusion: "Sir, don't you like it? We have plenty of wine and drinks here, there will always be something that satisfies the guest."

Xu Zhian shook his head and said, "Let's go with Yunquan."

The servant hurriedly took down the jar of wine, and at this moment the voice of the young man in black was heard again.

"Do you have any stronger wine?"

The waiter hurriedly brought over two jars of wine from the shelf next to him and said, "Sir, these two jars are the strongest wines in our shop. It can be said that in the whole Yancheng, except for the special wines provided by the army, Chunlei and Shili are the strongest."

Xu Zhian smelled the wine and found it was indeed much better than the Yunquan wine he had drunk before, so he asked, "What is the difference between these two wines?"

The servant said proudly, "This Chunlei, just by hearing the name you know that the wine is as strong as fire, like a thunder in spring, the most masculine! It is strong and mellow at first sip, delicate in the mouth, and has an endless aftertaste. A small drink can resist the cold of three winters, and a pot is the fairy of wine. I am talking about Chunlei. As for this Shili, although the name sounds a little bit less strong than Chunlei, it is better in that it tastes sweet, does not burn the stomach, can be long-lasting, and has a strong sauce aroma. It is often sought after by literati and scholars!"

After listening to this, Xu Zhian nodded and asked, "Chun Lei, how much is it? And Yun Quan?"

The servant quickly replied, "Sir, you have good eyesight. Our Spring Thunder is twenty coins per jar, and it weighs three catties. The Cloud Spring is only two coins per jar, and it also weighs three catties."

The young man frowned and asked, "Can this Spring Thunder be cheaper?"

The servant smiled and said, "Sir, these are all good wines, no bargaining."

Xu Zhian hesitated for a moment and said, "I want a jar of Spring Thunder and a jar of Cloud Spring."

When the young man walked out of the shop, he already had two jars of fine wine in his hands.

The boy walked along the street and soon arrived at the south city.

Xu Zhian found an inn and asked for the lowest-class room. There was nothing in the room except a bed and bedding. It was really simple.

After washing up, the boy lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

As if in a dream, the young man came to that mysterious space again, and saw the young man in white named Lan Ruyu again.

"Junior brother, we meet again." The young man in white spoke first.

This time the young man no longer felt the uneasiness he had before. After all, he was still inside his own body. Could it be possible that the man in white who claimed to be his senior brother could kill him?

Xu Zhian nodded and said, "Which senior brother are you?"

The young man in white smiled faintly: "Just call me Third Senior Brother!"

The young man frowned slightly and said, "Third Senior Brother? But I heard from Senior Senior Brother that I am the third disciple of Jianlu."

The man in white nodded: "Xu Zhian, do you believe in reincarnation?"

The boy nodded firmly: "I believe it!"

The young man in white suddenly changed his temperament, completely different from his previous gentle and elegant demeanor.

The man in white at this moment looked more majestic and taller, with an aura of a superior that made people want to worship him, just like the statues of gods in temples, which always inspire awe in people.

The young man in white turned around and looked down at the young man in black, and said softly, "Xu Zhian, I will be your protector from now on. I know you have a lot of questions to ask me now, but I can only say that I have no answer. Everything you are facing now has actually been arranged. You just need to work hard and move forward. One day, you will know everything and you will have everything!"

The young man in black looked at the senior brother who claimed to be his protector and asked, "Senior brother, why did the eldest senior brother ask me to go to Jianya to practice swordsmanship? Why didn't he take me back to Jianlu?"

The young man in white smiled faintly and said, "I'll make an exception and tell you this once, because that is your first step into the martial arts world, and it is also the first step to officially enter my sword room in the future."

Xu Zhian wanted to ask something but when he saw the unfriendly look from the young man in white, he stopped talking.

The young man in white said to himself: "Your foundation is very good, and your sword skills must have reached the peak of the first floor. You can enter the second floor at any time."

The young man in black nodded and said, "Brother, when can I fly with my sword?"

The young man in white said calmly, "If you want to fly, you must reach the sixth level of the sword technique or reach the Dongxuan realm among the middle four realms. Another way is to refine the inner elixir of a great demon in the middle four realms and obtain its innate magical power. This kind of opportunity can only be encountered by chance."

Xu Zhian's eyes burned after hearing this. Seeing this, the young master in white returned to his original gentleness and said, "Little Junior Brother, you can rest assured. I am sure that you can enter the sixth level of the sword path within ten years. By then, you can fly with a sword and hear others call you a sword fairy."

The young man in black nodded and said, "I will work hard. I want to become the most powerful person in Jianlu!"

The young man in white looked at the young man and recalled the scene when he first joined Jianlu.

The sloppy old man said, "Xiao San, you must become the most powerful person in my Jianlu in the future! Beat up those bastards in the five cities."

The young man in white: "No, I just want to become the fourth most powerful person in Jianlu, so that Master, you and Second Senior Brother can help me beat them!"

The sloppy old man said: "You are useless. You should at least be like your second brother, fighting three people at the same level and leaving in style..."

The young man in white clothes missed the days of sword practice in the past, and couldn't help but sigh: "I want to buy osmanthus flowers and wine, but it's not like the youth's travel."

Then the young man in white turned around and asked the young man, "Junior brother, where is the wine you bought?"