My Sword Has a Way

As the young man surnamed Wu continued to tell the story, Xu Zhian heard another secret about the bottom of the cliff.

According to legend, a thousand years ago, a great sage from the demon clan came to Jianya to look for the remains of the dragon clan. He encountered a magical weapon at the bottom of the cliff. Later, when he was trying to subdue the magical weapon, he attracted the sword sage of the human race. After a fierce battle, the two sides eventually died here for unknown reasons.

The young sword cultivator's master had gone down to Sword Cliff once in his early years and obtained the Sword Saint's natal flying sword. However, due to his own cultivation level, he could not stay at the bottom of the cliff, so he gave up the inner elixir of the great demon in the depths. Now, many years have passed, and his own cultivation level is about to break through, so he asked his disciple to come to Sword Cliff for training to see if there is a chance to obtain the inner elixir of the demon saint again.

The young man was deeply shocked after hearing this. As for the Demon Saint's inner elixir, he didn't know what kind of existence the Demon Saint was, but just by hearing the name, he knew its value.

Xu Zhian did not return to the cave, but returned to the top of the cliff.

The young man looked at the clifftop, which was just a few feet away, his face was in pain and sweat covered his forehead. This was the farthest distance that the young man could withstand the sword energy with his flesh.

Xu Zhian put down his things, found a flat open area, and looked at a stream of water in the dead trees in the distance. The young man seemed to have made up his mind.

Xu Zhian held an iron axe in his hand, enduring the sword energy that was tempering his body all the time, and swung the axe at the tree trunk beside him.

Born into a poor family, the boy had to learn various skills at an early age. When he worked in a winery before, the winery's warehouse and wine cellar used for storage were maintained by Xu Zhian together with the winery workers. Naturally, he knew a lot about logging, building houses, and mortise and tenon structures.

The boy took this opportunity to practice chopping and swordplay, and even had some success in consolidating his basics.

Time passes slowly, and the sun and the moon cycle alternately.

More than a month passed in this boring and tedious way. During this time, the boy practiced sword for two hours in the morning and cut wood and built houses in the afternoon. At first, the boy could only cut down two or three trees a day, but now he can cut down as many as ten trees a day and even have some energy left over.

Now the boy's body has become much stronger, and his slightly bulging muscles show his upright posture. The sword energy surrounding his body seems to have become much gentler, no longer as piercing and unbearable as before.

During this time, the boy went down the mountain twice and bought everything he needed for life. The girl in red would often come to help him when she was bored. Of course, she was more of a hindrance than a help most of the time, but that didn't stop her from asking for drinks.

The girl never seemed to care why the boy's wine would not turn into water and why it was always inexhaustible.

Xu Zhian wiped the sweat from his forehead. This was the last day for the young man to come here to cut wood.

The boy walked to the side, picked up the wood, and walked towards a small courtyard in the distance.

The yard is made of simple bamboo and wood. The house is not very big and is all mortise and tenon structure, but it is extremely exquisite. The roof uses three layers of bamboo and wood and several layers of tree bark, on top of which is a layer of board wood and several layers of dead grass. It is extremely warm and comfortable. Even the four corners of the house have simple warping treatments, and it can be seen at a glance that a lot of effort has been put into it.

The young man looked at the results of more than a month's labor, a slight smile appeared on his lips, and he was very satisfied.

The boy pushed open the wooden door of the courtyard and walked in. He sat on a small wooden stool and began to chop the firewood beside him.

The firewood was chopped into small pieces of uniform size and piled in the woodshed. When all this was done, the sky was already dark.

The green smoke rises, and the world is filled with fireworks.

The young man sat by the window to rest for a while, then began to cultivate the black sword. Now the telepathy between the black sword and the young man was much closer. Especially the various benefits brought by practicing sword with his physical body during this period made the young man look forward to it even more.

At this moment, the courtyard door opened slightly, and a young man in gray walked slowly in. When he saw the young man, he shook a roast goose in his hand with a smile on his face.

"It's freezing cold, and you're actually staying here."

Xu Zhian smiled slightly when he saw the visitor: "Are you here to ask for wine?"

The young man chuckled and said, "I'm here to celebrate your new home. Why, you're not welcome?"

Without waiting for the boy's answer, the visitor swaggered into the house, looked back at the fireworks in the woodshed next door, and smiled: "It's better to come at the right time than to come early. I'm just in time for dinner."

Xu Zhian gathered up the scattered debris on the table and brought two bowls of clear soup. The two sat opposite each other and ate by the window.

"This house is nice and much warmer than mine." The young man sighed while eating.

Xu Zhian nodded: "I heard that things in this town have been a bit unsettled lately?"

The young man took a sip of the hot soup and said, "Oh no! It was just a fight between kids, and some unlucky people died."

Xu Zhian wondered, "Why not stop it?"

"There's no way to stop it. This has become a characteristic of the town. There are always some restless people who want to leave the town and become free men, but they don't know it. Is it that easy to become a free man?"

The young man had a look of mockery and helplessness on his face.

Xu Zhian didn't reply and just ate the food in his hand.

Seeing this, the young man asked again: "Do you still remember those two demon monks?"

The young man nodded.

The young man smiled bitterly and said, "One died and one was disabled."

Xu Zhian frowned slightly. "Does it mean that everyone who comes to this small town will have a bad ending?"

Young man: "Not all of them, for example, you, for example, that girl, and some annoying sword cultivators. As for the two demon men, they are really unlucky. As long as they are in Old Sun's ironware shop, no one dares to touch them. But they went to the stage to watch a play and were targeted by someone with ulterior motives."

Xu Zhian asked in doubt: "Is it to take the inner elixir?"

The young man wiped his hands and said, "No, have you ever heard of taking over a body?"

The boy nodded, and the young man continued, "He used his human soul to seize the demon's body, hoping to escape the thousand-year karma of this place. However, it was in vain. In the end, he still died, and even his soul could not escape!"

The young man frowned and said, "I want to ask you something. If you tell me, I will give you some wine."

The young man nodded while drinking the hot soup: "Go ahead, I will tell you everything I know."

Xu Zhian said seriously, "Thousands of years ago, did the Sword Saint and the Demon Saint fight at the bottom of the Sword Cliff? Is there a different world at the bottom of the cliff?"

The young man's face became a little serious after hearing this, and he replied calmly: "It seems that this wine cannot be drunk. Xu Zhian, I advise you to practice your sword well and get out of here as soon as you are done. There are some things that you cannot know. Even I am very cautious in this small town, walking on thin ice, for fear that if I am not careful, I will be doomed!"

Xu Zhian's face became even more confused. Seeing this, the young man said, "Also, don't spread these words to the town, otherwise your newly built house will only be occupied by the dead!"