My Sword Has a Way

Chapter 8 The test begins

The man in black looked at the serious expression of the girl and said solemnly: "Meng Yao, it's not that your uncle doesn't want to take Xu Zhian with him. That would not help him, but harm him. He is a person of a different surname and can't survive in our place. What's more, he can't practice Taoism, and he is not suitable to follow us to the Qi family."

When Xu Zhian heard that he couldn't practice Taoism, he was stunned for a moment, but then he returned to normal and comforted Qi Mengyao, "Little sister, uncle is right. If I go there, I will definitely be bullied even more. You know, big families usually have a lot of rules. I will definitely not be used to the life there. If I offend some big shots, I might be beaten to death."

The girl became even sadder when she saw this: "Brother......."

Xu Zhian smiled and said, "Little sister, you have grown up now. It is time for you to find the answer in your heart. And by the way, you can find out for me whether the world outside is really as wonderful and bizarre as the storyteller said."

After the boy finished speaking, he walked into the house, took out the large wooden box under the bed in the inner room, and placed it in front of the girl.

Xu Zhian opened the wooden box and saw a green sword and a book of sword techniques wrapped in brocade inside.

When the man in black saw the green sword, he was surprised. He quickly stepped forward to pick up the sword and swung it out of its sheath. The moment the sword came out, a white rainbow exploded like a mirror. Even though it had been sealed for many years, it still shone with a cold light that was dazzling to the eyes.

The man in black murmured, "It seems that what happened back then was far from as simple as it seemed. This Changsun family is really good at scheming!"

The black-clothed man then sheathed the sword and gave it back to Xu Zhian. Xu Zhian took the sword and gently stroked the blade. The young man turned his palm and changed his gestures. The black-clothed man frowned slightly. This was the sword-raising method of the Qi Family Sword Jue. He didn't expect that his younger sister would actually teach this secret method to the young man. Qi Wu was a little surprised.

Xu Zhian looked at the Qingfeng sword with a nostalgic look. He still remembered that his mother had personally danced with the sword in front of him just to make him happy. Later, when his mother was seriously ill, she gave the sword to him to nurture.

From then on, every first day of the month, Xu Zhian would take out the sword, wipe the dust off it, and use the sword-nurturing method taught to him by his adoptive mother to nourish the sword. He did this for five years.

Xu Zhian put away the sword, then took out the short blade from yesterday and handed it to the girl, saying, "Little sister, this sword is called Huaying, which is mother's sword, and this short blade is called Luoxue, which is also mother's. Now that you have found your family and are about to embark on the journey to find your relatives, I can give this sword to you. Don't refuse. This is mother's last words. It was also mother's arrangement that I didn't give it to you before. In the future, you must practice swordsmanship well and become a very powerful swordsman, so that no one dares to bully me."

Then the young man handed the sword manual in the wooden box to the girl. The girl took the sword and the sword manual with tears in her eyes, and suddenly felt something pressing on her. It was not until later that the girl knew that this kind of pressure was called responsibility. It was also belatedly that she realized how heavy the burden was on her brother at that time, but that is all a story for later.

Xu Zhian looked at the man in black and said, "You guys can leave later. I'm going to the city to buy some things for Meng Yao."

The man in black nodded.

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Yishui City is exceptionally lively today. Compared to the past, the streets are crowded with people of all kinds. Even the neighboring Qingfeng City has brought many people, making the government square, which was not particularly spacious to begin with, even more crowded.

"Hey, don't push, don't push!" At this time, a fat boy in the square was shouting to the thin boy next to him.

Xu Zhian could only move aside apologetically. Seeing this, the fat boy looked familiar and said, "Hey, you're here to take the test too?"

Xu Zhian nodded without saying anything. Upon seeing this, the little fat man immediately said with a sly look, "Hey, brother, I'm afraid even the immortal master would shake his head when he saw your outfit. Look at me again, this robe is so elegant. My father spent ten taels of silver to buy it. Look at my shoes..."

Facing the talkative fat boy in front of him, Xu Zhian felt a little annoyed, but there were too many people around him and he couldn't squeeze out, so he could only listen to his nagging.

Seeing that the boy ignored him, the little fat boy hesitated. After a moment, he started to nag again: "My name is Liu Zhihu, what should I call you, brother?"

Xu Zhian frowned slightly and said, "Xu Zhian."

The little fat man said mysteriously, "So it's Brother Xu. To be honest, I just met an old Taoist fortune teller. He said that I will meet a noble person and achieve inestimable success in the future. I can become a high and mighty god. I will definitely pass today's test."

Xu Zhian nodded again: "Then congratulations."

The little fat man said proudly, "Keep a low profile, keep a low profile. By the way, I heard that two immortal sects came to the government office today, one is the Tianshi Academy of Wolong Mountain, and the other is Qixia Mountain of Donghai Kingdom. I don't know which one to choose."

Xu Zhian was a little surprised. What happened recently? When did immortals usually come to this remote town? Anyway, this was the first time since Xu Zhian could remember.

Now Xia Shuyin next door has followed Mr. Gai to the Sage Mountain. I heard that the young master of the Zhang family has also gone to the imperial capital of Daliang. Now the immortal sect in Yishui City is recruiting disciples. It seems that this world is not as peaceful as it seems. But what does this have to do with me? The young man let out a breath and stopped thinking about it.

At this moment, the gate of the government office opened wide, and a team of black-armored guards came out, escorting several figures into the square test bench.

The leader was a young man in a brocade robe, followed by a middle-aged man in a gray robe. The two of them sat down first, followed by a burly man and a thin girl.

Suddenly, all the people in the square turned their eyes to the four people. Their expressions were mixed with excitement, yearning, awe and mockery, just like the sloppy Taoist priest who was setting up a stall in a corner.

At this time, a middle-aged man in official uniform walked onto the testing platform. Looking at the densely packed crowd in the government square, he couldn't help but sigh. These are the people under the rule of Zhao Xuan, and it is also a great blessing for this Yishui City in the past hundred years. Who among the city officials in history has achieved such achievements as mine? I am sure that in this year's performance evaluation, the Censorate will definitely give me a big "good" character.

The middle-aged official cleared his throat and said, "The year is Jiazi, the month is Zichun, the God of Cang is here, the Holy Emperor is on the throne. Today is a major event in our Yishui City in the past century. Immortals from the two major sects of our Daliang State's Wolong Mountain and Donghai State's Qixia Mountain have come to our Yishui City and want to recruit disciples. Anyone under the age of 20 who has spiritual roots for cultivation can be accepted into the sect and cultivate the supreme path."

At this time, a sloppy old Taoist in a corner scratched his ear and said, "You are so long-winded."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sloppy old Taoist saw a cute boy looking at him in front of the stall.

The old Taoist snorted coldly, then joked: "After not seeing you for decades, your stinky skin has become younger and younger."