My Sword Has a Way

Chapter 40: Northern Territory Sword Cultivator

Wherever the cold wind blows, the whole mountain becomes desolate and silent.

When the red dress disappeared, Xu Zhian gradually reacted. Looking at the empty hands, he could only shake his head and smile bitterly. He couldn't help but think of what A Ling had said before: the human race has more cunning minds than the vines of the Demon Spirit Mountain!

Xu Zhian carried the black sword on his back and headed down the mountain. This was the young man's third day on the mountain and he had to go down the mountain to replenish some food.

Although there are many wild game in these deep mountains, most of them spend the winter in some hidden place when the weather is cold, and it is difficult to catch them. Instead of wasting time looking for prey, it is better to spend more time refining sword energy.

Xu Zhian was walking down the mountain, and when he passed the iron chain bridge, he met several young sword practitioners, four men and two women, all wearing long green robes, giving people the feeling of immortal masters in a painting.

When the group met on the rope bridge, the atmosphere suddenly became a little weird. One group was going up the mountain with great momentum, while the other group was going down the mountain quietly. It was like two swords standing facing each other, which made people feel uncomfortable.

The leading young man frowned, his eyebrows sharp as swords.

Xu Zhian stopped where he was and turned slightly. Everyone had a proud look on their faces, as if they were the victorious party, and they arrogantly brushed shoulders with the young men one after another.

He even deliberately spread his aura and provoke the young man with his sword when passing by him.

Xu Zhian just frowned slightly and continued to walk towards the other end of the cable bridge.

After walking a few steps, a young man's voice came from behind: "Little brother, is that Jianya in front of me?"

Xu Zhian turned around and saw that the young man who was in the lead had a smile on his face, giving people a feeling of a spring breeze.

But even so, Xu Zhian still felt that this man was no match for the boy next door in his hometown. This man had some of the evil that Xu Zhian didn't like, and lacked some of the righteousness of Xia Shuyin.

Xu Zhian nodded and said, "After crossing the cable bridge, it is ten miles up the mountain."

The young swordsman smiled and nodded, then everyone left.

Xu Zhian watched the group walk away. The trembling sound of the iron chains in his ears gradually disappeared. The young man looked towards the valley under the iron chain bridge. It really was like he was on the edge of an abyss. It would be great if he could fly around like his senior brother.

There are not many people in the town, but there are all the shops that a town should have, except for the wine shop, of course.

Now that winter has arrived, the residents of the small town have already prepared a lot of supplies. Even some wealthy families have already started to prepare all kinds of New Year's goods.

As Xu Zhian walked out of the mountain, he saw a young man changing lanterns in front of a small fenced courtyard in the distance.

"I thought you were going to spend the winter in the mountains?" The boy heard the young man joking before he even approached him.

Xu Zhian smiled faintly: "I came to town to buy some food for the winter."

The young man jumped down from the wooden ladder, clapped his hands and said, "Why, are you really planning to spend the winter in that damn place?"

Xu Zhian nodded seriously: "Yes, I came to Jianya to practice swordsmanship, so I naturally have to feel the presence of sword energy at all times."

The young man smiled and said, "Xu Zhian, to tell you the truth, there is nothing good about this damn place. This town is not as simple as it seems. If you want to live here for a long time, I can only say that you are mentally ill. Go to the stage in the back street. There is a medicine store. Get some medicine, take it, and leave quickly."

Xu Zhian smiled slightly: "I won't leave. I won't leave this town until I have mastered my sword skills!"

"Whatever you want, I'm just making a suggestion anyway."

The young man pushed open the gate and walked in.

Xu Zhian nodded, turned and walked towards the town.

The town only has one main north-south road, with three streets in front and back. It was the warmest time of the day, and the scattered townspeople on the streets were all busy making a living.

Xu Zhian wore the town's unique straw sandals, wrapped his robe tightly around his body, and carried a dark sword on his back, looking a little out of place.

"Young man, are you out today?" The owner of the bun shop not far away greeted Xu Zhian with a smile.

Xu Zhian smiled slightly: "Yes, Uncle Fan."

The man asked quickly: "I guess you haven't eaten yet, come here and have some buns."

The boy nodded slightly and sat down at the wooden table nearby.

"Uncle, there are several strangers who have come to this town in the past two days. Do you know which sect they are from?"

The boy asked curiously as soon as he sat down.

The middle-aged man smiled awkwardly, scratched his head and said, "I really don't know about that, but those useless...those young people did talk about something like the Northern Territory Heavenly Sword Mountain. I don't really understand it either. How can ordinary people like us know about the affairs of cultivators like you?"

Xu Zhian nodded and said nothing more.

The man said attentively: "Young man..."

Xu Zhian said calmly: "Uncle, just call me Xu Zhian."

The man quickly changed the subject and said, "Xu Zhian, do you still have any wine? Has it turned into water?"

Xu Zhian nodded and said with a wry smile: "Originally there was a pot left, but now it has indeed turned into water."

The man said with regret: "That's really a pity."

At this time, the woman next to him shouted, "Fan Er, are you still working? You've been cheating all day. How can I get rich if I follow you?"

The man quickly picked up the pile of rags and said with a smile: "Get to work right away, get to work right away!"

The boy drank half a bowl of hot soup, ate a tray of steamed dumplings, put five cents on the table, and then turned and left.

When the man looked back, the boy had already walked away. The middle-aged man put away the five copper coins on the table and sighed: "What a good boy. I hope he doesn't get involved in the karma of this town."

Then the man said to the woman who was chopping stuffing for the buns, "Wife, from now on, when that young man comes to our shop, we won't charge him any money."

The woman turned around and was about to greet the man's family when she heard the man say, "Some things are not good to say twice. Listen to me this time, wife."

The woman looked at the man's hopeful face and could not utter the dirty words that were on the tip of her tongue. She could only snort and complain, "Ah, who told me that my life is so miserable that I have to have a man like you!"

The man smiled innocently after hearing this: "I was able to marry a woman like you because I prayed for it in three lifetimes."

The woman laughed and scolded, "Shame on you!"

Xu Zhian followed the street to the only blacksmith shop in the town. At this moment, there was a clanging sound inside, accompanied by the whirring of bellows, which sounded particularly harsh on this street. As a result, the doors of several shops connected to the blacksmith shop were all closed. Most of them could not stand the disturbing sound of iron hammering and closed one after another.

Before entering the shop, a heat wave that didn't belong to this season hit me in the face, making me feel instantly more comfortable.

The young man recognized the two men inside. They were the demon men who wanted to kill him before. At this moment, the two men looked a little embarrassed, far from their previous mighty and violent appearance.

The two also saw the young man, but their eyes still showed some unconvinced, but they did not provoke Xu Zhian again.

At this time a voice sounded.

"Young man, what do you need?"