My Sword Has a Way

The wind stops and the snow stops, the lights go out and the candles become cold.

A dog barking woke me up from my dream.

The boy stood up, put on his straw sandals, and put on a thick reed fur coat, which was a unique cold-resistant item in the town. The lining was made of cowhide, and it could be worn outside to protect against rain and snow while keeping warm. It was a must-have item for every household in the town.

The boy used a tinder to light the spark in the wooden basin, then turned and walked towards the door.

When I opened the door in the morning, I saw the mountains covered with snow, and the world was cold and white.

The moment Xu Zhian opened the door, the sky and the earth were the same color and everything was quiet.

The black dog jogged out, and the boy followed it out of the house. Suddenly the snow was a foot deep and reached halfway up his calves.

The black dog quickly made a path and walked to the wooden pillar at the door, leaving some marks.

The boy brought the black dog to a nearby stream and found that the spring water was still warm, so he turned back to get the wooden barrel.

The young man said to the black dog: "Don't pee here anymore, or I'll lock you up again."

Regardless of whether the black dog could understand it or not, the boy established this rule anyway.

Back in the woodroom, the boy started to light the stove. A few wisps of green smoke rose into the sky, and the boy's face was full of joy.

After half a cup of tea, the young man led the black dog to the top of the Sword Cliff. Just as he was about to take off his reed clothes, he saw the black dog barking wildly and running quickly into the distance. The young man frowned slightly and hurried to catch up.

After running for about dozens of feet, the black dog yelped and ran back. The young man looked carefully and saw a man in red sitting at the entrance of the cave, with a flying sword beside him protecting him. The sound of the sword ringing seemed to be a warning.

The young man frowned and approached the girl carefully: "Miss Jiang?"

The girl in front of him did not respond at all, and her face was extremely pale. If she had not still been breathing, Xu Zhian would have thought that the girl might have frozen to death. At this time, the black dog next to him kept barking at the flying sword.

The young man calmed the black dog down and frowned at the flying sword beside him, saying, "I mean no harm. Your master seems to have a problem. Can I check on him?"

The flying sword seemed to be extremely alert to the man and dog in front of it. The sword energy was constantly flowing, and the warning was self-evident.

"Miss Jiang?!"

The boy shouted again, this time much louder than before, but the girl next to him still didn't respond at all.

Xu Zhian looked at the flying sword and said, "She is dying. It's up to you to save her or not."

The flying sword trembled slightly, but still did not move away.

Xu Zhian glanced at the girl, shook his head and turned to leave helplessly. Just after he took two steps, the sound of a sword was heard and a flying sword blocked the boy's way. The sword kept ringing, as if warning the boy to be more obedient.

At this time, the black sword behind the young man hummed, as if it was about to be unsheathed to compete with the girl's flying sword in order to maintain the face of its master.

The young man held down the black sword, turned around and walked to the girl. He found that there was a large area of ​​bright red on the left side of the girl's abdomen. It seemed that it was too cold and was covered with a layer of frost.

The young man gently pushed the girl, and she immediately fell to the side. Xu Zhian hurriedly supported her: "Miss Jiang, I'm sorry!"

Xu Zhian didn't delay any longer and quickly picked up the girl and walked towards the wooden house.

Xu Zhian put the girl on the bed and quickly brought a brazier to help her get rid of the cold.

The young man looked at the pale girl, who was barely breathing and seemed to have no energy, and felt a little at a loss.

The young man stretched out his hand to check the girl's injuries, but when his hand was one inch away from the girl's clothes on her abdomen, a flying sword suddenly appeared at the side of the young man, more than three inches away from his neck.

"You don't want to save your master?"

The young man said this lightly, and the flying sword lost all its momentum and stood aside.

The young man looked at the girl's abdomen cautiously and frowned immediately. The injury seemed extremely serious. If not treated in time, her life might be in danger.

Xu Zhian quickly took off his straw fur coat, ran to the firewood room next door, took out a fire starter, lit the firewood, and boiled a pot of hot water.

The boy wet the towel with hot water and wiped the girl's wound carefully. When the layer of blood melted, he saw a hideous wound that was extremely shocking.

The young man was extremely confused at this time, wondering who could have beaten the girl so badly. He knew how strong the girl was. She was at the peak of the fifth realm, and was only one step away from entering the Dongxuan realm among the four realms of Yuanling. She had pure sword energy and was protected by her natal flying sword. The other party's cultivation was probably not inferior to that of the girl.

It was the first time Xu Zhian encountered such a scene and he was a little at a loss for what to do.

The young man immediately asked, "Third Senior Brother?"

A figure in white appeared faintly, looked at the flying sword of the girl beside him, and said with a smile: "It's here."

Seeing this, the young man's expression improved slightly: "This Miss Jiang is seriously injured. I don't know how to save her."

The figure in white smiled faintly: "Save her? Why should I save her? I have nothing to do with her. I am not a pushover."

The young man frowned, looking a little anxious, and said, "But if we don't save her, she will die!"

The figure in white looked at the serious-looking young man and said in a calm tone:

"In this world, people are dying every moment. If I am too kind, I will be exhausted. Xu Zhian, you must remember that before you reach a certain level, the last thing you can learn is to be a good person. You must remember one sentence: killing people and setting fires will bring you a golden belt, while building bridges and paving roads will leave no corpses. Have you never thought about what kind of expert the person who can beat the girl like this must be? Is it someone you can afford to provoke now? Besides, the girl's injuries are relatively hidden. When she wakes up, can you guarantee that she will not blame you?"

The young man didn't think so much at the moment, but he still said firmly: "Old people often say that saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda, and it can accumulate good karma, right? Besides, I don't think the girl will be so unreasonable."

The figure in white looked at the young man in front of him with a sneer: "What do you think? How many people have you met, Xu Zhian? How dare you judge that a person you have met a few times is a good person based on your intuition? Sometimes what you see with your eyes is not necessarily true. You still have a long way to go, and you have a heavy burden on your shoulders. You must never have a gambler's mentality in the future."

Seeing that the young man did not answer, the figure in white continued, "It's not impossible to save her, unless you can give me a reason to save her."

Xu Zhian frowned: "She helped me break through to the peak of the second level of Sword Decision."

The figure in white said calmly: "It's nothing more than a transaction. It's not a reasonable reason."

Xu Zhian's brows relaxed, and he said calmly: "If you don't save me, then I will save me myself."

After saying that, Xu Zhian walked up to the girl and stood there for a long time, but didn't know how to start.

At this time, a sigh came from behind: "Your personality is really like his."

Xu Zhian turned and looked at the figure in white: "I know that my senior brother is doing this for my own good, but I am not practicing swordsmanship for immortality. My original intention of practicing swordsmanship is just to do what I think is right and to meet the people I want to meet. Even if many people oppose it, as long as I, Xu Zhian, believe it is right, ten cows can't pull me back!"

The figure in white looked at the boy's extremely determined eyes and smiled helplessly: "You can actually be a little selfish. But, since you are my junior brother, I will do you this favor for now."