Martial World's
Ch 1934 - Old Friends Meet Once Again
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Above the cold pool, the match of Jiang Baoyun and Jiang Lanjian reached a super hot phase.
Each movement condensed their sword arts essence. The surrounding martial artists cheered loudly, their voices reaching into the sky.
But at this moment, the surrounding sounds were functioning sharply contrasting Lin Ming's deepest feelings.
The peng!
Metal is ringing against metal. Jiang Lanjian's sword was thrown from his hand.
The blue sword spun out. The sword energy wildly surged, reaching a height of a thousand feet.
"99 moving, just one away from my destination!" Jiang Lanjian looked at Jiang Baoyun suspiciously. "You shouldn't have intentionally done that, right …"
Jiang Baoyun shook his head. “Nine to nine, all back to one. My 99 sword dance moves back then was a single samsara .. ”
The moving sword also contained samsara?
Before the surrounding martial artists could think of what was happening, at this moment, Jiang Lanjian's sword fell from the air. Although the sword energy that accompanied it had weakened a lot, it still sounded sharp.
This long sword fell onto one of the pavilions.
"Be careful!"
Many young disciples cried out in fear, retreating as quickly as possible.
Ding!
The long sword thrust into the ground, burying itself directly into the sword hilt.
And what a coincidence – swords had nailed themselves to the pavilion stage where Lin Ming stood.
The truth was that the landing point of the sword was quite far from Lin Ming. But, the surrounding disciples had fled like a flock of shocked birds, leaving only Lin Ming behind, standing motionlessly where he was. He was like a stone statue, very conspicuous for quite some time.
Many people looked towards Lin Ming.
This mysterious person was quite special; he was actually wearing a wood spirit jade mask. In the South Horizon Region, wood spirit jade was a precious treasure. Not many people knew it but there were some knowledgeable people who recognized it.
The cold cold wood spirit jade mask appeared slightly distorted, giving off a strange feeling.
However, the strange thing was that the young man wearing this mask had a controlled cultivation and it was impossible to see what limit he had.
This kind of person was a peerless master or someone adept at hiding their cultivation, or even a truly ordinary commoner.
But right now, the latter possibility did not seem very likely.
Jiang Lanjian and Jiang Baoyun were both paying attention to Lin Ming. Jiang Baoyun nodded.
"Friend, may I know your name?"
Jiang Baoyun could feel a familiar aura from the body of this young man, but he was unsure where he felt it before.
Lin Ming remained silent.
"It's rude! Cloudsword Immortal asked a question! ”
The Sovereign of a third-rate sect scolded Lin Ming. This ruler wanted to maintain Jiang Baoyun's authority and increase his own impression of everyone present. But, Lin Ming remained as motionless as before, as if he had heard nothing.
"You…"
In the Southern Horizon Region, a third-rate Sovereign sect could be considered a top character in their own right, so when had they ever been ignored like this? The Sovereign became furious and began to prepare to teach Lin Ming a lesson.
But then, Jiang Baoyun said, "Sovereign Liu, please be patient. ”
His words were light but carried a strange tone to them, a calm affinity that caused anyone who heard him to immediately assuage their anger.
Jiang Baoyun turned to Lin Ming. “Friends, my name is Jiang Baoyun, the hermit swordsman from the South Horizon Region. If you have nothing to do now, then what about coming to my humble place to drink. I happen to have a thousand-year-old mist flower wine pot and I would like to invite some friends over for a drink with me. ”
Jiang Baoyun's courteous words left everyone shocked.
A thousand year mist flower wine! It was made from Sword Mountain spring water combined with innumerable rare treasures; it was extremely advantageous to a martial artist! Many people would fight each other to drink one cup, yet Jiang Baoyun actually asked this unknown and seemingly mentally disturbed person to drink as he pleased?
The two Jiang Lanjian disciples, the young man and woman, stared wide-eyed. This is a thousand year mist flower wine!
And they both knew that whether it was their esteemed master Jiang Lanjian or senior master Jiang Baoyun, both of them were addicted to alcohol as if it was their lives.
Sword and alcohol, those are the two most important things for their lives.
Who her? Isn't this the same as the meat pie that fell from the sky?
Jiang Baoyun's invitation caused Lin Ming to sigh with emotion. After a moment of silence, he finally nodded.
This made many people so depressed that they almost vomited blood.
This idiot had absolutely no idea what mist flower wine was that year, right? In order to be reluctant to drink it, he could make people angry to death and not know it!
"Please!"
Jiang Baoyun directly said.
The residence of Jiang Baoyun was very simple.
A bamboo house, some huts, that's all.
The home arrangement is also simple.
Old and plain wooden table. Some seats. Bamboo bottle. A portrait of a written poem filled with overbearing sword intent.
And ... a row of wine jars.
Jiang Baoyun casually took out a mist of thousand-year-old flower wine and heated it with warm water. Then, he washed a few glasses and filled them.
There were three people in the house.
Jiang Baoyun, Jiang Lanjian, as well as Lin Ming.
After 130 years, these three old friends are unexpectedly reunited.
"Brother, may I know your honorable name?"
This question was not posed by Jiang Baoyun but by Jiang Lanjian. He also wanted to know who Lin Ming was.
This person was a complete puzzle, but he could sense that.
But just based on this familiarity alone, Jiang Lanjian would never think, would never dare to imagine it was that person …
“Alright, if this brother does not want to mention his name, then there is no need to ask. When sharing drinks, all we need to do is lift the cup. Why do we need to know each other? "
"Let's drink!"
The three men raised their cups and drank wine.
"That's a good wine!"
Jiang Lanjian praised.
Jiang Baoyun also enjoyed the aftertaste for a long time. He praised, “The charm of wine comes from the wine drinking atmosphere. Those who understood the taste of wine were not only wine but also its mood. From the pungency when it first enters the throat, to the fresh heat once swallowed, to the everlasting scent that one could think of. Like living. In the world, many people are struggling. They have difficulties, they experience misery, and if they can survive all that then they can return to their true state and release the delicate scent of life.
"For me, whether it's a thousand-year-old mist flower wine or a coarse distilled grain wine, the truth is that there is no fundamental difference, because what I drink is not wine, but life …"
Jiang Baoyun's words caused Jiang Lanjian to laugh and cheer.
As for Lin Ming, his mind trembled. He silently thought about these words.
In the life of a man there are ups and downs, difficulties and sufferings. How many people are experiencing this?
To overcome this and return to one's true self, attain the highest enlightenment and become a legend …
The Soul Emperor was right. What he lacks in life is misery.
He had come from nothingness and had indeed experienced countless life and death massacres, walking on the cliff of death many times.
Lan Yunyue's treachery, Xuan Wuji's hunt, Yang Yun's plan, Tian Mingzi's calculations, and then the step-by-step pressure of the Good Fate Child …
All of this is considered a setback.
But they are not very extraordinary.
Because as many martial artists grew, they all experienced such things.
Lin Ming remembered Dragon Fang; he remembered Jun Bluemoon. They were people who had their own stories, and their experiences, their misery, did not have to be the same as hers.
However, true great tribulation, true great decline …
When they found him, they did not know what path to take.
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Don't forget the tip